“What is the meaning of this, finance minister!?”
Holy Pegasus Kingdom Finance Minister Blumberg grimaced and
sighed at Tifa’s anger.
“What is the meaning of what, Tifa T. Canesman?”
His glaring eyes subconsciously stopped on her large chest.
Tifa herself might not be trying to draw the man’s eyes, but
her well-grown breasts and model-like proportions did it for her. But she was
too angry to notice the finance minister’s sexual harassing gaze.
“The Pegasus Knights are a long-held tradition and the
symbol of our kingdom! How can you shove us into a cramped closet!?”
“Tifa T. Canesman?”
“Y-yes?”
“What other activities do your traditional knights have
planned for this fiscal year?”
His rebuttal silenced her, but the talented black ponytail
girl answered for her.
“We just finished the founding day parade the other day, so
that leaves the royal banquet and the garden party with foreign dignitaries.”
The minister clasped his hands together in triumph at Misaka’s calm report.
“Exactly. Including the founding day parade, you will have
had three official duties this year – just three. There are only three of you
and you only work three times a year, so what could you need a larger room
for?”
“Gh, b-but…”
“You should receive a report soon, but I am greatly reducing
your funding as well. Money does not grow on trees even in our prosperous
kingdom, after all.”
“Ehhh? You’re reducing our allowance!?”
Charl openly referred to their official funding as their
“allowance” and their leader scowled.
“Th-then give us more work to do. We are more than willing
to put in the work to protect the kingdom’s peace and prosperity. We will work
ourselves to the bone if need be.”
“Hm. An admirable spirit, but who exactly do you plan to
fight using your Pegasus powers?”
Tifa groaned and fell silent again.
“The Dark Lord and his monster army left this world half a
century ago and there have been no reports of monster attacks since. We are on
good terms with our neighbors and the ordinary troops are more than enough for
bandits and thieves. Sending you out for no good reason might actually increase
tensions with our neighbors.”
“Yes, you have a point there.”
“Misaka?”
But Tifa had no argument for her calm and composed
lieutenant.
Approximately 50 years ago, the monsters who opposed
humanity and their father, the Dark Lord, suddenly returned to the monster world
one day. There had been no monster attacks since that day, so the Pegasus
Knights, who specialized in battling monsters, had grown less and less
relevant.
When the monsters first disappeared, everyone had suspected
it was a ploy to get the humans to lower their guard before the monsters made a
major attack, but after five decades of peace, the monster threat was thought
of as a thing of the past.
“Over the past 50 years, more emphasis has been placed on
diplomacy and trade with our neighbors, so we have had to rethink our military
budget accordingly. Surely you understand this, Lady Tifa?”
“O-our powers need no budget! It comes from the holy pegasuses!
Once we release it, it splits the heavens and shatters the earth, creating a
massive-”
“And just what are you planning to solve by splitting the
heavens and shattering the earth!? Listen, you are too powerful. You have
barely performed any military actions over the past 20 years. We have no use
for the Pegasus Knights’ power anymore!”
“B-but the knights are a tradition…”
She tried to argue further, but the black-haired girl placed
a hand on her friend’s shoulder and shook her head.
“Let’s head back for now, Tifa.”
“Sigh, this room is so small!”
“You brought too much stuff with you, Charl. Take those
stuffed animals home with you.”
“Ehh? But I’d be so lonely without them.”
The brunette puffed out her cheeks at Misaka’s advice. Charl
did not seem to fully understand their situation and Tifa’s shoulders slumped.
“There used to be more than 50 Pegasus Knights, but now it’s
just us three. And now we’re losing our budget and being shoved into a deserted
corner of the castle. The Pegasus Knights might not survive this. We need to do
something.”
“Yes, but he was correct that we have very few public duties
anymore.”
“Then we just have to find more work to do. I’ve heard
thieves have been attacking merchants traveling along the borders with our
neighbors, so we just have to patrol that area.”
“Weren’t you listening to the minister? Each of us is as
powerful as an entire army division, so our presence on the border could
frighten our neighbors. I can really only think of one solution.”
“What is it!?”
“If the Dark Lord returns, everyone would have to rely on us
again.”
The black-haired girl made the terrifying suggestion with a
straight face.
“Hey, hey,” said Charl. “Is the Dark Lord really that
strong? Stronger than Tifa?”
“Hard to say. Every last monster was gone well before we
were born. But we made sure to train every single day to make sure we are ready
if he does return! Yes, we can’t just sulk in here! If we train ourselves to
new heights as knights, everyone is sure to recognize our efforts!”
Flame burned in Tifa’s cerulean eyes and she started to drag
Charl out into the courtyard for some sword training.
“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, Charl! Nothing like working up a sweat
to turn that frown upside down!”
“Noooo! I don’t like hard training!”
“When is the best time to set your soul on fire? Now! It’s
time to get fired up hotter and hotter and hotter, Charlotte! So hot your sweat
vaporizes instantly!”
“Not so close, Tifa! Not so cloooose!”
The blonde leader of the knights had a meatheaded side to her that showed
through at times. Misaka narrowed her eyes at that shining sun and refused
Tifa’s invitation by saying she had paperwork to deal with.
“I doubt they will get rid of the Pegasus Knights
altogether, but we might be reclassified as part-time workers and given far
less funding.”
She had been kidding about the Dark Lord’s return before,
but they had no real reason to continue on as knights as things were.
“I need to keep that from happening. For her if nothing
else.”
Misaka’s thoughts turned to her best friend who led the
knights. Misaka knew better than anyone that being a Pegasus Knight was an
important part of Tifa’s identity.
(I still remember what happened when I first arrived here.)
That was more than a decade ago now.
Misaka came from an eastern people, so her black hair and
almond eyes made it hard to fit in.
When the Blue Pegasus power awakened within her, it had
pushed people even further away from her. As a young girl, she had been unable
to control the Pegasus power and there was a risk of it going berserk.
The Pegasus Knights had of course existed back then, but the
pegasus power almost never awakened in someone so young and there was talk of
sending her somewhere to be isolated from anyone she might harm.
(That was when I met Tifa.)
Just as Misaka had been taken from her parents and more or
less put under house arrest, that blonde girl had appeared riding a pure white pegasus
wrapped in crimson flames.
“You’re the girl with the Blue Pegasus blood, aren’t
you?”
“Wh-who are you?”
She had looked the same age as Misaka, but the red element pegasus
had obeyed her and she had controlled its fiery power.
“I am Tifa T. Canesman! A future Pegasus Knight just like
you!”
“Pegasus…Knight?”
Tifa’s blue eyes had shined bright as she held out a hand.
“I just know we’ll be great friends, so take my hand!
I’ll take you from this gloomy place!!”
Something had burst inside Misaka when she took that small
hand.
Her unstable power had swelled out and formed solid
outlines. The Blue Pegasus had come into focus within her mind and she had felt
like its watery power was surrounding her small body. When she opened her eyes,
she found herself riding a blue blazing pegasus.
“What’s your name!?”
“Misaka…Misaka Itsukushima Brooks.”
“Nice to meet you, Misaka!”
Canesman was a noble family that had produced several famous
knights.
Tifa was the only daughter and heir to the family, so she
had trained to be a knight from a young age. But when she heard of a girl her
age awakening to a pegasus power, she had begun training on her own to be a
Pegasus Knight.
“It was a lot of work. I attached handmade wings to my
father’s horse and practiced flying off of a cliff to get into the mindset of a
pegasus.”
“F-from a cliff!?”
That had of course ended in failure. She and the horse had
not been injured too badly, but the horse had been terrified of her ever since.
“You’re crazy.”
“Heh heh. You don’t know the half of it.”
Misaka felt only exasperation when the blonde girl took it
as a compliment.
Pegasus power did not awaken in someone just because they
trained for it. It came down to the individual, but Tifa had accomplished it
with no more than her wholehearted desire to become a Pegasus Knight. Awakening
that blood by force made her a genius of sorts.
(So she cares more deeply about the Pegasus Knights than
anyone else. She would not take it well if the knights were broken up.)
“Fwehhh, I’m exhausted.”
“We worked up such a wonderful sweat, Charl! That should be
enough for today.”
Charlotte looked about ready to collapse and left the knight
station with legs as wobbly as a jellyfish.
The meathead girl, on the other hand, looked ready to do it
all again, but then she noticed her friend sleeping face down on the desk.
“Misaka, you’ll catch cold if you sleep there. …Oh, what’s
this?”
Her eyes stopped on the notes the black-haired girl had jotted down: PR work
with the people, signing autographs, volunteer work (nothing too strenuous), etc.
They were apparently ideas for activities the Pegasus Knights could do.
“Misaka, you were wracking your brains trying to find a way
to save the knights, weren’t you?”
Ever since she held out her hand so long ago, Tifa had viewed Misaka as an
irreplaceable friend and comrade.
She cared about Charl too of course, but she and Misaka were
the same age and Misaka supported her so much behind the scenes.
“I can’t leave all the work with her. I’m the leader, so
there must be something I can do!”
Misaka cracked her eyes to view the blonde girl clenching
her fist with fire burning in her eyes.
(Her efforts are always misguided, so I should really feign
sleep so I don’t get dragged into whatever this is.)
She really had dozed off, but she had woken up when someone
clenched her fist and yelled right next to her. But she pretended otherwise to
avoid any trouble.
“I know! I can directly negotiate with the finance minister!
I’ll show him why the knights are so important! It’s worth a try! Goooo,
Pegasus Knights!”
(That might just spell the end for the knights.)
Misaka was always calm and collected and had the
intelligence to view everything impartially, but not even she could have
predicted what Tifa was about to do.
The following day, Finance Minister Blumberg received an
official invitation to visit the Canesman villa. That night, he arrived looking
somewhat nervous.
“I am sure this has to do with the Pegasus Knights’ future.
I need to find a way to keep this peaceful.”
The military had been shrinking for a while, but the
Canesmans were a noble family with a military background. Not even a minister
could take them lightly.
But to his surprise, he was greeted by Tifa.
“Thank you for coming, Minister Blumberg.”
“Mh, it is an honor to be invited.”
She had traded her gorgeous knight uniform for a thin dress
that made her shine like a goddess.
She wore a silk shawl, but the low cut of the dress still
boldly showed off the cleavage of her large breasts. The dress also hugged her
hips and otherwise showed off all her soft feminine curves.
However, it did not seem remotely indecent. The curves from
her plump hips to her thighs gave off an elegant sex appeal that elevated her
from a girl to a woman and accentuated her beauty.
“My, my. You are looking especially beautiful tonight, Lady
Tifa.”
The minister’s eyes crawled lasciviously across her curves.
Tifa was a stickler for the rules in her public duties and
had never worn anything this bold at the banquets or garden parties.
The surprise caused the minister’s animal side to rear its
ugly head more readily. He was old enough to be her father, but he could not
help but view her with lust in his eyes.
“I have invited you here tonight because our positions
require us to work together toward the benefit of the kingdom. I thought we
should get to know each other better to assist in that.”
“Th-that is not happening.”
Once she brought him to the parlor, he detected a foreign
aroma and noticed the sofa appeared to be an import. They truly were a noble
family because the array of drinks and foods was enough for Blumberg’s eyes to
widen.
“Now, how about a drink? This is a wine we had specially
shipped in from the south.”
“H-hm. I would love a glass of that.”
A sweet aroma came from the glass of wine.
Its alcohol content was not that high, but the fruity aroma
was reminiscent of the tropical sun.
“Please have something to eat as well.”
She offered him turtledove marinated in oil, goat cheese and
lingonberry canapes, and fish steamed with aromatic herbs. The unfamiliar
fruits and ocean fish had to be imported from other kingdoms.
Ever since the monsters left, trade had grown by the year
and even the ordinary citizens had much nicer things to eat. Still, only the
Canesmans could provide a luxurious menu like this.
The minister’s heart rejoiced as the blonde girl brought a
toothpick of salt-marinated fish and olives to his mouth.
“No one will ever believe the leader of the Pegasus Knights
did this for me. Hwa ha ha.”
He knew she was a knight, but he could not help but leer
when she was behaving like a luxury sex worker.
He began to suspect she was trying to seduce him.
More and more indecent fantasies danced through his mind and
he pictured himself pushing her back onto the sofa and playing with her body.
He imagined himself burying his face in those well-grown breasts and smelling
the sweet scent of her body, so the thing in his pants quickly grew stiff.
“Geh heh. Geh heh heh heh.”
“Minister? Um, I apologize for being so rude the other day.
I lost my cool thinking about the history of the knights I lead, but I now
understand that you are only considering the future of our kingdom.”
“No, no. You were correct that the Pegasus Knights are a
symbol of our kingdom and not something we should neglect. I may have been too
forceful. Meh heh heh.”
He nearly choked on his wine when he sensed her sweet scent
so close by.
As they settled into the cushions, she ended up a lot closer
to him than before. In fact, she was practically leaning against him.
Her slender upper arm touched his arm and he could feel her
body heat even through his clothing. She was young enough to be his daughter,
but the gentle intoxication of the wine kept him from suppressing his desire
for the body before his eyes.
But Tifa was not much different. Her unusual behavior and
the man’s eyes on her had lit a fire deep inside her.
(Maybe I’m sitting a little too close. But the entire point
of this is to get closer to him.)
She had never invited over a man who was not part of her
family.
Once the servants had prepared the food and drinks, she had
sent them home, so the two of them were the only ones in the villa.
Never before had she been serving drinks to a man old enough
to be her father.
(Maybe I should have had Misaka or Charl accompany me. No,
this is my duty as the leader! I need to have him drink more to put him in a
better mood.)
He seemed to be enjoying the drink, so she wanted to keep
doing what worked.
“Lady Tifa, feel free to join me.”
“W-well, maybe a little.”
She was still young, but it was ordinary for children to
drink some wine in their kingdom.
She was not a heavy drinker, but she did have the occasional
drink before bed. The minister’s thick hand poured wine into a glass and Tifa
drank about half of it at once.
“Allow me to return the favor.”
Once they had spent around half an hour eating the food and
sharing drinks, the minister finally began to act like a sexual harassing
drunk.
He placed his arm around her shoulder, moved his lips in
until they nearly touched her reddened cheek, and looked pleased with himself.
“I always find it so hard to believe that a young girl like
you- ahem, excuse me! That such a beautiful woman is a Pegasus Knight. I
thought the tradition was that only maidens could bind a contract with the
Pegasuses.”
“It really comes down to the individual’s talents.”
He placed his thick hand on her soft one and the alcohol was
strong on his breath.
(He keeps touching my shoulders and back. Well, he is drunk,
so I can forgive a bit of rude behavior.)
However, there was nothing pure about the way he touched her.
He pressed his hand against her soft skin and massaged it
like he was seeing how smooth it was.
“Meh heh heh heh. I never imagined you would be so bold, but
I guess you can’t remain a pure young maiden forever. You’re finally growing
up, aren’t you? Meh hee hee hee.”
(Ew, his hand is all sweaty. So why don’t I mind it all that
much?)
She must have been more intoxicated than she thought because
the man’s excessive touching almost felt pleasant.
“Um, minister? Could you maybe-”
“Hmm? Are your shoulders feeling stiff? Do you want me to
massage them?”
“No, I, ah, nhh.”
They were in fact stiff after her training during the day.
She knew it was wrong, but she let him massage her
shoulders, enjoying the pleasant floating sensation it brought her.
“Oh, you’re flushed? Are you overheated? Maybe you should
remove this.”
He started to remove her shawl.
She put up some light resistance, but he insisted it would
be fine and also placed an arm around her hip to pull her close.
“Ah, wait. Minister Blumberg?”
“Oh ho? They are even more wonderful close up. With this
kind of volume, I can see why you would get stiff shoulders.”
Tifa was unsure what to do when she felt his lustful gaze on
her cleavage.
She knew men were interested in female bodies, but they had
never been quite this obvious about it before.
(Does he see me as a woman? But I am the leader of the noble
Pegasus Knights and he is the finance minister. Surely he would not stoop to
such shameful behavior.)
He was very clearly a dirty man crossing the line on sexual
harassment, but Tifa still refused to believe it.
“Hm, what’s wrong? I thought you wanted to get to know me
better.”
“I-I do, but…hyah!”
The hand around her hip lowered and grabbed her plump ass.
Then he moved the hand in a circle to rub her butt.
(O-okay, there’s no other way of interpreting this. He’s
really- hyah!?)
He continued rubbing her butt and used his other hand to
pull her close enough to bury his face in her neck.
The heat of his boozy breath caused her to jump.
“Oh? S-so this is what a Pegasus Knight smells like. Such a
wonderful scent.”
He sniffed at her in a way unbecoming of a kingdom official,
but she failed to resist his lust. She had never before been exposed to such
open desire, so she was caught off guard. As a noble daughter, she had of
course danced with men at balls and parties, but even the most lustful men
feigned decency at public events like that. They would only invite the woman
into the moonlight, recite beautiful poetry, and give her a gentle kiss on the
lips.
(But this…this is entirely different. I’d never really
thought about it, but does my appearance inspire this kind of desire in men?)
Even a royal opera star would pale in comparison to Tifa’s
beauty, but she had spent her entire life focused on her training and duties as
a knight and she had never really considered what men thought about her.
“L-Lady Tifa. Ohhh, th-these tits are downright indecent!”
Her neck was not enough for the minister, so he moved
further down and pressed his lips against her exposed cleavage.
He ran his tongue along her alcohol-flushed skin and teased
her nipple through the dress. The sensitive protrusion grew stiff and a sweet
moan escaped her lips.
“Ohhh? Why do you have an olive hidden in here? Let’s see
what it tastes like.”
He laughed creepily and sucked at the nipple through the
fabric.
“Ah, th-that’s my- ahhhn!”
No one had ever teased her nipple before, so she had no idea
how to react.
She could have easily shaken free of his grasp and
restrained him, but the look of ecstasy on his face told her he was enjoying
this.
If she refused, the entire evening would have been for
nothing.
(Sh-should I just let him do what he wants for a while?)
“Hee hee hee. L-let’s not forget the other one.”
He sucked at the other nipple while fondling the large mounds
in his thick hand. He groped them roughly.
“Ahh, th-that hurts…but at the same time…”
The fancy silk was soon soaked with saliva, allowing the
pink of the tips to faintly show through the pure white dress. Once he could
see them, his fingers pinched them both and twisted them.
“Hyahhhhn!?”
An almost electric shock ran through her body.
He had plenty of experience at his age, so he used all of
his technique to hit her with his desire.
The groping looked rough, but he was actually touching her
soft flesh just right for maximum stimulation without actually hurting her.
(Wh-what is this feeling? The tips of my boobs are
tingling.)
“Meh hee hee. You might act like a great Pegasus Knight, but
you’re nothing but a little girl. Never experienced an adult’s technique
before?”
“An adult’s…technique?”
“Indeed.” He licked his lips and moved his hands in an even more bizarre
fashion. “Lady Tifa, you invited me here tonight to convince me to spare the
knights, didn’t you?”
As lustful as he was, he had still seen right through her
plan. She had no choice but to accept that she was never cut out for these kinds
of political dealings anyway.
“Yes, you are correct. I come from a noble family, so I was
not satisfied with such a small room and limited funding.” She turned a
powerful gave on him. “However, the Pegasus Knights are my calling in life.
They are everything to me. I want to protect the knights for myself and for my
friends. I am willing to do anything to protect them.”
“Ohh, very admirable indeed. Now, I have no intention of
neglecting the Pegasus Knights as they are a symbol and proud tradition of our
kingdom.”
“Then…?”
But the minister put on a vulgar smile and stood up in front
of the blonde girl.
“I am in charge of the kingdom’s finances, so it is up to me
whether or not the knights survive.”
“…What are you trying to say?”
“If I am to give you what you want, you mut provide me
something in return.”
He pushed his stomach forward, but Tifa was still unsure
what he was getting at. It took her a moment to realize he was not presenting
his stomach to her and to lower her gaze some more.
“Blumberg…wh-what are you hiding in there?”
When she saw the bulge at his crotch, its sheer size led her to believe he had
to have something hidden in there., but he laughed and pulled his pants and
underwear down.
“Hweh?”
Tifa stared straight at the unbelievable length revealed to
her.
(Wh-what in the world? Is that his- no, it couldn’t be. It’s
so long and the tip is glistening almost like metal. Is it a weapon?)
But as long as it was, it was a little too short to be an effective blunt
weapon. If you held it in both hands, there would not be much length left to
actually strike an opponent. She knew deep down what it had to be, but part of
her was reluctant to believe that could really be so large.
“Wh-what do you want me to do with that, um, weapon? Hyah!”
When she reached out a hesitant finger and poked it, it
twitched.
Its biological nature was impossible to deny now, but the
size was still hard to believe.
“Is it, um, swollen?”
“Meh hee hee hee hee. This must be your first time seeing a
man’s penis. And yes, you could say it is swollen. But don’t let it scare you.
Could you hold it in your hand?”
“Y-you want me to hold it? …My, it is burning up. Would
cooling it with ice help with the swelling?”
“No, no. Friction works much better. Now, you can start by
squeezing it tight.”
Tifa bent her fingers to wrap them around the strange dark
red meatstick. It twitched in a disturbing way and gave off a less than
pleasant scent, but when she saw the joy on his face, she decided to continue.
(Friction? So does he want me to rub it? Men’s bodies are
stranger than I had heard.)
The Pegasus Knights were traditionally all women, so she had
worked alongside male soldiers during ceremonies and military exercises, but
never any closer than that.
She had certainly never seen a man naked before.
“Minister, i-is this what you want? It does not seem to be
helping with the swelling.”
“Yes, yes, just like that. But if possible, could you rub up
and down with a set rhythm? Ohh, yes, it’s like your palm is sticking to it.”
The grown man looked almost comical writhing uncontrollably
in response, but he looked far happier than when she had been serving him wine.
(If this is all I have to do to satisfy him, I might as
well. Okay, I just need to keep up this rhythm.)
Concentration colored the blonde knight’s face as she held
the dirty man’s penis in both hands and stroked up and down along its length.
The alcohol must have heated his body because an unpleasantly sweaty smell came
from his crotch.
(The smell is getting stronger and the tip is getting all
sticky.)
The clear fluid leaking from his dick got all over her
fingers.
The stickiness was not exactly pleasant, but it did act as a
lubricant, allowing her hands to move more smoothly. Taking that as a sign of
progress, she increased her stroking speed just a bit.
“Oh, ohhhhhh! Y-yes, just like that. Ahh, a Pegasus Knight’s
fingers on my you-know-what…ahh, I love it.”
His voice grew louder and his knees started to shake below
him.
The smell grew stronger, but she could tell the friction was
working from the way his eyes wandered aimlessly and drool dripped from his
lips.
(Is this really all he wanted in return? A special massage
for…that part of him? I know massages feel good, but this seems too easy.)
“Ohhhh, oh, ahhhh! S-so close…I’m so close…ah, ahh.”
He even started moving his hips back and forth.
The swollen thing nearly slipped from her fingers as it
pulled back, so she quickly leaned forward to pursue it, but then it pushed
back in front of her eyes.
(Wow, that is a powerful smell!)
The clear stickiness had grown even more than before and it
moved wildly between her hands as he moved his hips.
Keeping up with the thrusting was all she could manage. She
had no idea if this was what he wanted, but as she kept it in her hands, he
came to a complete stop without warning.
“Ohhh!”
“Eh? Is something wro- kyahhhh!”
Just as it hopped up in her hands, some kind of white pus
erupted from the tip.
He grunted like a pig as more and more of the white stuff
spewed out.
There was so much of it that it dripped from between her
fingers and stained the carpet. The dripping liquid smelled even more strange
than the earlier clear stuff.
(He must have something seriously wrong with him to have
this much pus built up. He needs to see a doctor tomorrow.)
When she let go of the rod, he fell to his knees and his
shoulders drooped. He had a vacant look in his eyes and laughed in a creepy,
low voice.
Meanwhile, Tifa could not hide her surprise in the “pus”
covering her fingers. She knew pus was the remnants of dead germs created while
a wound healed, but this was an abnormal amount of it and she had never heard
of expelling pus to be a pleasurable act.
(So…was it not actually swollen? But that would mean they
get that big normally! Oh, but it’s smaller now.)
She looked down to see the thing at his crotch had shrunk.
While she was wiping off her hands, he suddenly grabbed her
and pushed her down onto the sofa.
“Hee hee. Hee hee hee hee.”
“Wh-what are you doing, Minister Blumberg?”
But he had a mad look in his bloodshot eyes as he buried his face in her chest.
Her nipples throbbed where he had teased them through her dress earlier.
“Pant, pant, pant…I-I’m only getting started. Hee hee hee
hee.”
She was hesitant to use her Pegasus Knight strength to push
him off of her, but then he pushed her breasts together and licked at the
cleavage.
“Hyah, th-that tickles! Hey, stop!”
For some reason, the licking filled the core of her body
with heat. The smell of the white stuff lingered in her nose, filling her with
an odd sort of excitement.
(There is something wrong with me. My mind has been so hazy
since I smelled that stuff he squirted out.)
She was still trying to figure out what was happening to her when he pulled her
dress down from her chest. The two mounds spilled out and he immediately
grabbed them in his hands and pinched the pink tips with his fingers.
“Ohhh, your breasts are like a work of art! And the nipples
are so wonderfully stiff!”
He buried his face in the soft cleavage and rubbed his
cheeks against them, but he was too preoccupied to use the skilled technique
from before.
The handjob had fired him up to the point that he was only
interested in his own desire. For no reason she could explain, the man’s overly
direct desire made her heart pound with excitement.
(H-he’s obsessed with my boobs. Ahh, why is that so
exciting?)
She was finally starting to accept that the Minister’s
strange behavior this evening was entirely the result of his male desire, but
she still had a hard time believing that she was attractive enough to warrant
this kind of behavior. She was also confused to see a grown man sucking at her
nipple like a baby.
(He has a wife and a child, so should we really be doing
this? Or is playing with someone else’s boobs an acceptable way of expressing
friendship?)
She knew it was wrong for a married man to have sex with
someone other than his wife, but she did not know enough about such things to
know if anything less than actual sex qualified as infidelity.
Still, she had finally accepted that it was her body causing
him to behave this way.
“M-Minister Blumberg? I already dealt with the, um,
swelling, so i-isn’t this enough?”
“Y-you think I can see a pair of tits like this and say I’ve had enough? Do you
doubt my virility? J-just look what these amazing things have done to it.”
“Eek? Wh-why is it just as big as it was before!?”
Tifa’s surprise was understandable.
She had extracted so much of that white stuff before, but it
had regained that size and was throbbing wildly.
The pieces finally clicked into place in her mind and she
realized that this “swelling” had to be how men’s bodies reacted to sexual
arousal.
“Wh-what are you doing now, Minister?”
The lustful man breathed heavily as he sat atop her stomach and slipped his
dick in between her breasts.
“Ohhhh! They’re so firm and smooth. A Pegasus Knight’s tits
are swallowing my cock!”
(C-cock? What?)
He awkwardly moved his hips to rub it between her mounds.
The semen rubbed onto it before helped it move smoothly in
and out of the deep valley.
“Mwa ha, ah ha ha! This pleasure…this view! Th-the head is
poking out from Lady Tifa’s tits!”
“Eh? Kyah!”
Her eyes widened when she looked down at her chest.
Every time he pushed forward, the glistening reddish tip
poked out from her cleavage and nearly touched her lips. Rubbing it with her
hands was one thing, but having it touch her lips felt like a step too far. Yet
with every thrust, it moved ever closer.
“C-c’mon, you want to save your knights, don’t you? Then
pleasure my cock.”
“Th-that’s right. This is for the knights. You promise you
will help us if I do this for you, Minister?”
She wanted to have his word first and he did indeed nod
while drool dripped from his mouth.
“Hee hee. Ohhh! J-j-just leave it to me. Hee hee. A-all you
have to do is use your tits and mouth to pleasure my cock…my cock!”
“Nhh, nh, ah, bh…”
His thick hands grabbed her beautiful blonde hair and tilted
her head down toward it.
He also pushed his hips even further forward, sending the
sticky tip into her lips.
(Why is it so salty? Well, this confirms it isn’t pus. It’s
such a raw flavor…it’s making me dizzy!)
The pressure of her breasts pushed out what little semen
remained inside the shaft, so a male flavor spread through her mouth.
She could not identify it as the semen that carried a man’s
seed, but she deduced it had to be some kind of sex-related fluid and
instinctually understood this was his desire entering her body. But she also knew
he wanted this badly and that it would help “pleasure him” like he demanded.
(He must enjoy getting this fluid on my breasts and in my
mouth. F-fine then. I need to give him what he wants.)
She could not keep the knights going on her own. She needed
the people’s help to support the knights.
And, unbelievably, she found that the flavor of that male
thing and its fluid was not as bad as she had expected. The act did feel
humiliating, but she felt a heat inside her as she sensed how much she was
desired as a woman.
(He wants me as a woman, not as a knight? I’d never really
considered that possibility, but if it helps me save the knights!)
“Ohhh? Y-you’re using your tongue now? Ohhh, that’s the
best.”
She lifted her own breasts up from below to hold his penis
more firmly and moved them to rub up and down its length. She bent her neck
down to better reach the tip sticking out of her cleavage and sucked at it
while using her tongue to scoop up the milkiness seeping out.
She was not familiar with the words titjob or blowjob, but
her knightly spirit told her to find the best tactic for any problem she was
facing. In this case, she determined the best tactic was to move her breasts
and tongue along his thing in ways that made him cry out in pleasure.
“Ohh, ohhhhhh! Your tit pussy and mouth pussy at the same
time!? Hyoh, oh, ohhhhhhhhh!”
She could hardly believe this man writing in pleasure was
the same strict finance minister she knew. He was greedily indulging in the
pleasure brought by a titjob and blowjob from a girl young enough to be his
daughter.
(Oh, dear. He’s actually drooling. I never knew my breasts
and mouth could make a man act like this.)
That was a surprise, but one that she found strangely
exciting.
She had thought her straightforward training as a knight was
the only way to improve herself, but now it turned out being the best knight
she could be was not enough to protect the knights.
(Maybe I was too focused on being a knight and only a
knight.)
This new possibility filled her heart with a warm feeling.
She moved her tongue even more to lick all around the head
and even sucked hard enough for her cheeks to suck in.
He let out so much of the clear liquid from before and the
entire thing throbbed between her boobs.
“Ahhhh, I-I’m almost there. Where did you learn to use your
tongue like that!? Gh, ghhhhhh!”
“M-Minister? I-I will pleasure you more. I will, but will
you first swear to me you will help me preserve the knights?”
“Hweh? Y-yes, I will. I will never get rid of the knights!
S-so, p-please, just a little more…ahhhh!”
He continued moving his hips even as she pleasured him. He
thrusted even harder as he approached climax.
“Ohhhh, I’m cumming! I’ll cum all over your pretty face!”
(C-cum? Does he mean release that white stuff? That hot and
smelly stuff on my face? How exciting!)
She knew having that smelly liquid shot onto her face would
be humiliating as a knight and as a woman, but her heart still pounded in
anticipation and she could not deny the strange arousal she felt at guiding this
man to climax.
(B-bring it on!)
As soon as she placed her lips around the head once more,
she felt it swell out even more in her mouth. It throbbed so much it slipped
from her mouth and a prodigious amount of the milky fluid shot from the tip.
“Ohhhh, oh, oh, ohhhhhhhh!”
“Nh! Pwah, gah!”
Tifa’s beautiful face was spattered with just as much of it
as the first time.
The sticky stuff plugged up her nostrils, so she opened her
mouth to breathe, only for it to get in her mouth. It covered her closed eyelids,
but she could still feel it splattering against her face.
(Ahhhh, it’s all over my face and in my hair. A-and in my
mouth too. It’s so salty.)
She couldn’t breathe or open her eyes. It should have been
gross and unpleasant, but her pulse raced and she felt a heat deep in her
stomach. She had never felt this way before, but letting that excitement take
over was not at all unpleasant.
(What…what is happening to me?)
When the frighteningly long ejaculation finally ended, the
minister’s body relaxed.
With one final snort, he wobbled and collapsed back onto the
floor with a thud. He was still breathing, but that soon turned into snoring.
“M-Minister…Blumberg?”
Tifa got up and wiped away the milky liquid covering her eyes.
The minister had released such an incredible amount of semen
that her bared breasts were absolutely covered and it gave off a unique scent.
“I think he fainted. Did it really feel that good?”
It did not occur to her that more might have happened had he not passed out
satisfied after his second ejaculation.
But regardless, he had promised before that second time that
he would never get rid of the knights and that was good enough for her right
now.
“Zzzz.”
“I need to clean up this mess. I swallowed some of it, so I
hope it’s safe.”
Her throat felt a little irritated where she had swallowed the semen.
She was surprised to learn that men produced such a strange
fluid, but she was even more surprised to learn it was such a pleasurable
experience for them.
She also felt a heart-pounding excitement about the many
secrets she still had to learn about sex.
“I need to tell Misaka about this! She needs to know the
threat to the knights is gone and we have a renewed future!”
The next day, Tifa explained what had happened with the
minister. She left nothing hidden and asked for some advice.
“Y-you mean…all of that…really happened?”
For some reason, the black-haired girl’s face grew bright red before fading to
a deathly pallor. Misaka was always calm and composed, so this was a rare
reaction for her.
“Tee hee. I overslept. Oh, what are you two talking about?”
“Ch-Charl!? Y-y-you don’t need to know about this! In fact,
you aren’t allowed to!”
“Ehhh? No fair keeping secrets.”
Misaka sent the innocent child knight into a corner of the
room and then whispered to her blonde friend with a look of disbelief.
“A-anyway, Tifa! That’s called giving sexual favors and you
are never to do it again.”
“Sexual…favors? I-I had no idea this was an established way
of doing business.” The blonde girl’s eyes sparkled at her best friend’s
explanation. “Sexual favors… I thought swinging a sword was the only way to
fight, but there’s so much more out there! I just know I can use this to bring
the Pegasus Knights back to their former glory!”
The knight leader clenched her fists and gave an excited
snort.
The black ponytail girl looked like she wanted to die, but
Tifa was too busy thinking about the knights’ future to notice.
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