Elf Harem Chapter 2: The Mouth is for Sex – A Knight’s Blowjob Orgasm

“Um, Rosetta?”

“Hmph.”

“Rosetta?”

“Hmph!”

It had been like this the entire way.

They were one day’s travel away from the royal capital. Except for when they stopped for the night, Kyle had been stuck in the same carriage as Rosetta, but they had not had an actual conversation the entire time.

He had already known this royal knight didn’t like him and this just confirmed it.

A few days had passed since Princess Emilia’s lightning magic repelled the dark elf army.

Kyle had indirectly saved the capital and the Finegard Kingdom as a whole by restoring Emilia’s magic, so now he found himself riding a carriage along a mountain road to rescue a certain fortress.

To discover how he ended up there, we must look back in time a bit.

 

The night after the dark elf army had been repelled, Kyle was taken to the castle basement by Emilia, Rosetta, and Emilia’s maid (her name turned out to be Claris).

They led him to a silent room at the far end of a hallway.

But this was not a cell. The door was very nice and it lacked a lock to keep it shut.

In modern Japanese terms, it was most reminiscent of a morgue.

“Princess Emilia.”

They opened the door to reveal a single bed inside. The middle-aged elf seated next to the bed spoke up when he noticed them. He was Finegard’s prime minister.

“What of the dark elves?”

“I drove them away. This man restored my magic.”

“That’s wonderful news!” rejoiced the prime minister.

Kyle was unsure how to respond to being made the center of attention.

Not when his eyes were glued to the old man lying on the bed.

He had long gray hair and enough facial hair to cover much of his face. The visible part of his face had deep wrinkles, proving he was extremely old even by elf standards.

But it was obvious at a glance that the dignified person in the bed was no longer among the living.

“The king is…?”

He had never before seen the king, but he knew who this had to be.

“Yes,” said Emilia. “Father…the king has already left us.”

 

They said it had happened about half a month ago.

He was already very old and could have died at any time. The cause of death was old age and no foul play was suspected.

But the timing had been unfortunate.

The nobility across the kingdom had already been sent invitations to his 5000^th birthday.

They could not cancel it at that point. Especially when the people were already feeling uneasy with the increased activity among the dark elves. They could not reveal the king’s death at that time.

 

“So we decided to keep it a secret until the dark elf problem was less prominent.”

“I see.”

It made sense to Kyle. This also explained Emilia’s lack of magic. Her father’s death and the need to meet with the nobles while hiding that fact would have put her under a lot of stress.

Her mother, the queen, had already died, so she had needed to act in the king’s place all on her own.

“That must have been difficult.”

Emilia looked unsteady on her feet, so he reached a hand to her shoulder to support her. She had to be exhausted after the sex to restore her magic and after performing such powerful magic.

But Rosetta moved between the two of them.

She very blatantly blocked Kyle’s hand.

“As you can see, the princess is tired. You are at least willing to protect the princess – unlike all those other incompetent nobles – but you are still a poor noble from the boonies. There is nothing you can do in this time of crisis. Hurry back to your territory.”

“If you say so…”

He had no real rebuttal for that.

“Rosetta!”

But Emilia rebuked Rosetta.

“How can you be so ungrateful? Baron Vermilion, um, well, he did what needed doing to restore my magic! He might even be Finegard’s legendary hero.”

“He most certainly is not!”

Rosetta had already looked upset, but now she wrinkled her brow and growled in frustration.

 

Finegard had a few different legends.

In ancient times, the kingdom was founded by Finegard I, who was said to be a great mage, and he had made a few different prophecies. One of them is as follows: “When the wise king falls and a crisis befalls the kingdom, one with miraculous healing powers shall arrive, inherit the throne, and save the kingdom.”

Emilia was claiming Kyle could be the “one with miraculous healing powers”.

Sure enough, the absurd method for his powers could, in a way, be called “miraculous”.

 

Emilia and Rosetta continued arguing.

They had been together from a young age, so they had a bond of friendship that surpassed their official roles.

But that was actually why Rosetta so disliked Kyle for winning Emilia’s trust so quickly and easily.

(Protecting the princess is my job!)

Kyle was reluctant to intrude on those two’s conversation, so it was the prime minister who spoke up.

“How about this then? Madam Rosetta can see for herself if Baron Vermilion is worthy of trust and if his recovery magic is as effective as he claims.”

 

The elites of the royal guard had been running some exercises at a fortress located a day’s travel through the mountains, but they could not return because a dark elf unit had blocked the mountain path.

The prime minister suggested Kyle accompany Rosetta and some other knights on a rescue mission.

“Madam Rosetta’s magic is ideal for close-quarters combat, making her perfect for this mission. And if Baron Vermilion’s magic can restore her magic just before the battle, she should be able to fight without worrying whether or not her magic will last.”

Of course, the prime minister had no idea Kyle’s magic required having sex. Neither did Rosetta.

“No, um, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” mumbled Kyle.

“Rosetta…doing that with the baron…” stammered Emilia.

But the plan was agreed to without their input.

 

And so Kyle was subjected to an awkward journey in the shaking carriage alone with the knight.

There were four other knights with them, but they were all riding in another carriage.

Intelligence said a group of around 30 dark elves was blocking the road and they claimed Rosetta alone could handle that many.

The elites of the royal guard were having so much trouble because the fortress was out of food and they could not restore their magic.

(But this could be a problem.)

Kyle repeated that phrase to himself for the millionth time.

He still had not explained his recovery magic to Rosetta.

Of course he hadn’t. If he told her his magic required performing a sex act with the subject and had thus stuck his dick inside the princess, she would immediately stab him at least a dozen times with her sword.

He glanced over at her in the opposite seat.

She had fiery red hair, sharp crimson eyes reminiscent of a bird of prey, and a fit body contained in light armor.

The words powerful, reliable, and cool fit her a lot better than cute.

He was certain she could hand his ass to him with ease even without using her magic.

Which was all the more reason not to say anything careless.

But since the entire point of him accompanying her was to prove to her his magic was useful, he would have to explain it to her eventually.

So he would occasionally screw up his courage and start to tell her, but…

“Um, Rosetta?”

“Hmph!”

It was the same every time.

There wasn’t much he could do when she refused to even listen.

(Sigh, I wish I was with the princess right now.)

He ended up reminiscing instead.

 

The night before Kyle left on the rescue mission, he had been given a room in the castle to spend the night.

As a lower noble, he was given the smallest and most out-of-the-way guest room they had, but it had still been nicer than his room at home.

After removing his jacket and preparing to change into his sleeping clothes, a knock came at the door.

“Baron Vermilion, are you still up?”

“Princess!? P-please, come in.”

He threw back on his jacket, cleared his throat, and opened the door.

Emilia hesitantly walked in.

She was wearing a much plainer dress than before. Probably what she normally wore around the castle.

“What brings you here so late at night?”
He took a nonchalant look out the door, but there was no sign of Rosetta or the maid named Claris. She must have come alone.

“Um, well…the thing is…”

She had trouble getting the words out.

She stood there in front of him, fidgeting with her hands clasped in front of her stomach.

When he saw that, he remembered something he had forgotten to tell her.

“By any chance, do you have a funny feeling in your stomach?”

“Y-yes, I do.”

Her eyes widened and she looked up at him, but then she looked away in embarrassment.

“Um…ever since I used my magic, my stomach…no, my jee spot has been throbbing.”

She pressed her knees together and twisted her body in an alluring way.

“I’m sorry, princess, but that is the Sex Mark’s doing.”

“What is that?”

“When I stimulated your magic circuit with my own, it created a link between our circuits. This causes the Sex Mark to appear on your skin near your circuit’s focal point.”

“So…above my jee spot?”

“Yes.”

Hearing her repeatedly say “g-spot” made his heart pound, but he worked to keep it off his face as he continued his explanation.

“If your magic is restored again after the Sex Mark appears, the recovery is more efficient and it can even power up your magic. But…”

“But what?”

“The Sex Mark causes your body to desire my magic.”

“You mean doing that same- no, I don’t need to ask.”

She twisted her body further. She was having trouble even staying standing.

“I already feel a great desire to have your cock stimulate my jee spot. Just like you did before.”

“Princess…”

He took her in his arms without even thinking.

Her body was so soft and shockingly warm in her desire for him.

But he resisted the urge to take her right then and there.

“It would be wrong of me not to be fully forthcoming here, Princess. I can erase the Sex Mark from your body. That would mean severing the connection to my circuit. Then this throbbing in your body would go away.”

“If you did that…could you not restore my magic anymore?”

“I still could. It just wouldn’t have the increased efficiency or magic boosting. But I could do the same recovery as earlier any time.”

“I see…”

She hesitated for a moment, but she sounded sure of herself when she answered.

“That will not be necessary. This throbbing is a sign of our connection. If I focus on that, I believe I can tame it. Oh, but…”

She looked worriedly up at him.

“Would you prefer we sever this connection?”

“Not at all!”

“Ah.”

He could not stop himself from raising his voice and kissing her. But unlike before, this was a soft and gentle kiss.

“Baron Vermilion…”

“Would you please call me Kyle?”

The hands holding her slowly slid downwards.

He pulled up her skirt to reveal her lower stomach. There was indeed a complex pattern there, similar to a dungeon map.

He gave the Sex Mark a rub and it faded away.

“Oh…it’s gone.”

“It isn’t always visible. It appears more vividly the stronger the link between our circuits. Also, it should only be visible to others with a link to my circuit, so you don’t have to worry about someone else seeing it.”

“Eh?”
He was trying to allay her fears, but that last part gave her a strange feeling.

(Is he saying there are other women he’s done this with?)

It was a strange mixture of irritation, sadness, and distress.

But before she could identify it as jealousy, his fingers touched her labia through her underwear.

“Ahh.”

“You’re so wet… You’ve been wanting this pretty badly, haven’t you?”

He slid her panties to the side and pressed his fingers against her soaked vulva. Her labia seemed to suck his fingers inside and then he pushed them inside her vagina.

“Ahh…Baron Vermil- Kyle’s fingers…are inside me!”

Seeing her writhing in embarrassment, he decided to teach her a new dirty word.

“That’s called your pussy. Can you say that?”

“My…pussy?”

“Yes. And what do you want me to do to your pussy?”

“I-I want you to fill my pussy with your cock…a-and then I want you to thrust in and out, pounding it against my jee spot!”

“Your wish is my command.”

After loosening her up with some fingering and getting her to talk dirty, he invited her over to his bed.

He reached for his slacks and was just about to release his rock-hard cock, but…

“Princess! Where are you, Princess!”

“!?”
“!?”

They both froze when they heard a voice out in the hallway.

It was Rosetta.

She must have discovered Emilia was not in her room and went searching for her.

If she found Emilia here with Kyle, she would cut him down on the spot. Emilia must have reached the same conclusion because she hurried out of the bed, fixed her clothing, and faced him.

“I-I will be leaving now.”

“Um, yes.”

She quickly left his room.

The only thing remaining was the faint scent of her love juices hanging in the air. Well, that and his erect cock.

“What am I supposed to do with this now?”

 

He had ended up jerking off three times before it was calm enough for him to get some sleep.

He had departed the following day, so he had only been able to speak a few words with Emilia since. He had not had a chance to touch her with even a fingertip.

He had given her some magic with his fingers, so the effects of the Sex Mark would be more subdued for a while.

But that did nothing to help him.

He grew weirdly embarrassed when he remembered how he had made her say such lewd and out-of-character things.

He had practiced with some women while figuring out how his magic worked, but he was far from well experienced.

Still, he felt like he had done pretty well there.

(If only that stupid knight hadn’t cockblocked us!)

“Hey.”

While he stewed, Rosetta suddenly called out to him. This may have been the first thing she had said to him since they boarded the carriage.

“Yes, what is it?”

“Why are you glaring at me like that? Do you have a problem with me?”

His frustration over not getting to have sex with Emilia must have shown on his face.

But he couldn’t give that as a reason, so he tried to brush it off.

“N-no, it’s nothing. Sorry. I was lost in thought.”

“Hmph,” she snorted. “If you have something to say, come out and say it. And you call yourself a man?”

“Ha…ha ha ha…”

He laughed, but he was seething with anger on the inside.

(Y-you stupid knight. You’ve ignored me every goddamn time I’ve tried to talk to you and now this!?)

He had been trying to avoid an argument since she was Emilia’s knight and best friend, but she had pushed him to his limit.

But the next thing she said erased all thought of that from his mind.

“God…don’t think you can get away with anything just cause you’re hot.”

“Eh?”

She called him hot.

“Um?”

“…Yes?”

“You think I’m hot?”

“Wha-? You’re asking that yourself!?”
His behavior shocked Rosetta, but it was not his fault.

He had grown up out in the countryside, so the only people he ever met her his parents, his servants, and the local farmers. They had all been kind to him for reasons other than his appearance. He had lived a life that left him unaware how his appearance would be judged according to elf beauty standards.

His appearance (by some kind of miracle) had a faint resemblance to his appearance in his previous life. Those more Asian features gave him a rather flat face for an elf.

“This is not about what I think. It’s just that the actors who look like you tend to earn a lot of cheers when they appear on the stage. The general public calls people like you hot, so this is not about what I think!”

After repeating herself for emphasis, she crossed her arms and looked away.

In that case, realized Kyle.

Rosetta may have been worried about him winning over the princess with his good looks, not just his recovery magic.

But more than that, Rosetta was clearly interested in his appearance herself.

(Interesting.)

Then the carriage came to a stop.

One of the knights from the other carriage opened the door.

“Captain Rosetta, we have arrived.”
“Good. Set up camp immediately.”

Rosetta stepped out of the carriage and unloaded their cargo. She gave instructions to the other knights while she worked alongside them to set up a camp in a corner of the forest. She switched modes impressively fast.

There was nothing for Kyle to do.

They were a single mountain away from where the dark elves had blocked the path.

The path took the long way around from here, so it would take another half a day to reach that point, but they could arrive in about an hour by crossing the mountain.

Once they were ready, the attack would begin.

It was not long before their camp was ready. It was really just a tent with some chairs and a table inside. It was very simple since they did not have a large force to command. The horses were removed from the carriages and tied to the trees.

“As planned, I will now have my magic fully restored. Three of you use that time to go scout out the dark elves while one remains here on guard duty.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

They must have been given their individual roles in advance because the knights got to work without further question. Three got their equipment in order and entered the mountain while one short female knight remained behind.

“Um, Rosetta?”

“…Yes?”

“You should probably send her with the others.”

“Why? I don’t know what your recovery magic entails, but we will be at risk without a guard.”

“That’s true, but on the other hand…”

He was having trouble thinking of anything riskier than performing his magic here.

Especially with someone else around.

It certainly didn’t help that the knight who had remained behind looked like a 10-year-old girl.

As an elf, her actual age would be much higher, but it still made things awkward.

“What’s wrong, Baron Vermilion? The scouts will be back in about 2 hours. Aren’t you supposed to fully restore my magic in that time?”

“Um, yes…”

What now?

He would have to explain what his magic entailed eventually, but he had yet to think up a way to make that go smoothly.

But Rosetta interpreted his hesitance differently and grinned.

“Can’t keep up the act any longer, Baron Vermilion? You never did have any recovery magic, did you? I bet you spent every last coin you had to buy a special recovery potion to fake it. And a poor noble like you won’t have a second one. Thus, you cannot restore my magic here. Isn’t that right!?”

“What?”
That one pissed him off.

No potion could do that.

But elf magic was so varied that elves with other specialties could often be very mistaken about what was and wasn’t possible for other specialties.

Still, he could not stand to hear her imply all his long days of work could be replaced with money.

He had put up with her attitude this far because he knew she was only protective of Emilia, but this was the last straw.

“Yep, you caught me.”

But he did not yell at her and leave.

A more enjoyable method had occurred to him.

First she had cockblocked him and Emilia and now she was disrespecting the abilities he had worked so hard to develop. His sexual frustration and anger put him in a more dominating mood than normal.

It also may have been inspired by her calling him “hot” earlier.

He put on a somewhat pathetic voice for her.

“It’s true I can use recovery magic, but it’s a weak power. All it can do is create potions by giving restorative properties to a liquid.”

“Hmph. So I was right.”

“But I really did restore the princess’s magic. See, I stumbled upon a way to create potions with far greater restorative properties. Just one potion and your magic is fully restored. It’s just that the ingredients are extremely expensive and I can’t make very much of it…but I do still have one left.”

“And you were planning to have me take that here?”

“Yes. As you saw with the princess, it has no harmful side effects. So I would appreciate it if you took my potion here.” Kyle gave the knight as earnest a look as he could muster. “The potion is called jizz.”

Needless to say, there was no potion by that name, nor one with that effect.

But it was true Kyle could store his magic in semen more than any other substance. Semen was one of the ingredients to create the next generation, so elf semen naturally included a lot of magic.

And during the carriage ride, he had realized the focal point of Rosetta’s magic circuit was located in her mouth and throat. Her circuit was highly concentrated on that focal point, so he had not needed a more careful inspection like he had with Emilia.

That meant doing dirty things that stimulated her mouth would restore her magic.

“Jizz? I’ve never heard of that potion.”

Rosetta tilted her head and for good reason.

The slang term “jizz” did exist in this world too, but it was not widely known and that went double for elves since they generally had little interest in sex.

It was generally referred to as “semen” or “cum”.

“Probably not. Instead of simply restoring magic, it stores the creator’s magic so it can be transferred to someone else, so I doubt a fighter like you would have much use for it.”

That technically wasn’t a lie. Jizz stored (a male elf’s) magic and transferred it to someone else(’s egg).

But Rosetta didn’t know that extra context and simply nodded in understanding.

“Fine, whatever. Then give me this jizz of yours already. I might as well drink it.”

Her unintentionally dirty phrasing made him grin on the inside while he turned to the short knight on guard duty.

“I will now be restoring Rosetta’s magic, so please wait inside the carriage. Do not spy inside the camp until I am done.”

“If you say so.”

“Wait. Why does she have to leave?” asked Rosetta.

“Um…the thing is, drinking jizz temporarily causes your magic to be emitted from your body. When someone else is nearby, your magics can mix, which interferes with the recovery. I can adjust my own magic, so it isn’t a problem with me.”

“…………Hmph.”

Kyle made up an excuse and Rosetta gave him a suspicious glare, but she ultimately nodded toward the guard knight.

The other knight obediently left for the carriage.

“Is that better? Just let me drink your jizz already.”

Rosetta grumpily repeated that dirty word.

 

With the knight girl in the carriage, Kyle and Rosetta moved inside the tent.

“Now, you take a seat here, Rosetta.”

“Why do I need to sit down to drink a potion?”

Rosetta was as grumpy as ever, but Kyle smiled.

“You sit down for an exam at the hospital, don’t you? This is the same.”

“Something about this doesn’t sit right with me.”

Her warrior’s intuition was excellent indeed, so she glared at him even more.

He could not have her guard go up any further, so he decided to change how he did this.

“Fine. You can remain standing if you want. Just drink this.”

He pulled a small vial out of his bag and handed it to her.

She frowned and viewed the liquid within.

It was colorless, transparent, and somewhat viscous. It did look a bit like the magic recovery potions used by the knights.

“So this is jizz, is it?”

“Yes, it is.”

It was not jizz. It was only a lotion made from boiling the leaves of the lunaweed that grew in the mountain behind his mansion. It was nontoxic, but it had no positive effects if ingested either.

Rosetta opened the vial’s lid and sniffed at it. The uniquely medicinal smell was also similar to the magic recovery potions she knew.

“Please drink it all at once.”

“If you insist…”

She had said she would drink it and she was not one to go back on her word.

She brought the vial to her lips and then drank the contents in one quick swig.

“What…is this?” she got out while nearly choking.

It was a strange liquid. It was somewhat viscous, so she could still feel some of it clinging to her mouth and throat. It also left behind a faintly bitter aftertaste.

It tasted far different from ordinary magic recovery potions.

“So you drank it all?”

“Yes, I did.”

“I see. So you drank my semen.”

“Um…………eh?”

Her mind briefly went blank when she heard that unexpected word coming from his mouth.

She was rendered speechless, so he spoke instead.

“Oh, did I neglect to mention that? Jizz is another term for semen. That potion was made by watering it down.”

“Huhhhhhhhhhhh!?” screamed Rosetta. She used her well-trained abs to produce the voice, so the tent itself nearly shook. “What…you…but…are you insane!? Why would you have me drink s-se- that!?”

“Because it is a potion. Semen contains a lot of magic, after all. The effects should be showing up right about now.”

“What are you- ah!?”

She started to protest further, but then she doubled over. Her hips dropped into the chair she had refused to sit in before.

“Ahhn!? What…? My body…feels so hot. What did you drug me with!?”

Her mouth suddenly grew hot like she had just had some piping-hot milk. That heat spread downwards through her body until it reached her lower stomach.

“Yes, there are those effects I was talking about.”

Kyle let some saliva drip onto his middle and index fingers and then stuck them inside her mouth.

This had worked well.

Her reaction was not from the “potion”.

It was only an experimental lotion that had amused him by how much it resembled semen, but it did not actually have any semen in it.

But thinking she had swallowed his semen had aroused Rosetta and activated her magic circuit.

He poked around in her mouth.

She started to resist with her teeth, but once he stroked a finger along the roof of her mouth, her entire body trembled and she stopped resisting.

The mouth – especially the roof – was ticklish and not even a royal knight had trained against this.

“The jizz has taken effect. This much doesn’t normally cause such a powerful effect, but your body must be especially responsive to it.”

“Thah ih abhurh…ahhh!”

She groaned with his fingers in her mouth and drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.

(He must be lying! I am the princess’s knight! My body would never be so indec- nhhh!?)

She squirmed when she felt a ticklish sensation near her hips.

She looked down to see Kyle removing the hip part of her armor.

“Wh-what are you doing!?”

“You looked like you were suffering, so I thought I would give you some relief.”

“S-suffering? What are you- kh!”

Only then did she notice the wet feeling below her armor and several layers of fabric covering her crotch.

(What!?)

Rosetta would sometimes pleasure herself at night and she would get wet like this then, but she could not believe stimulation inside her mouth had caused it.

Once he got the hip part of her armor off, he reached a hand to the crotch of her clothing.

“Your body is producing love juices in response to my jizz. That proves that your body is perfect for accepting jizz.”

“B-Baron Vermilion! Stop this!”
“Why should I? I’m just checking to see if your magic will recover from drinking jizz.”

“Enough with that! That is not how anything works!”

“Then how do you explain this reaction?”

“Hhh!”

He lightly touched her pussy through her clothes and her hips nearly hopped out of the chair. She had grown unbelievably sensitive.

“This is…o-oh, I know! This is the potion you had me drink! That was actually an aphrodisiac, wasn’t it!? So it was the potion, not my body. This could never be my body!”

“Sorry, but no,” he said with a grin.

He was telling the truth. That lotion had no aphrodisiac effect.

She was so wet because she thought she had swallowed his semen. It had actually been a very semeny lotion and not actual semen, but just thinking she had was enough for her body to react like this.

(Incredible. She might have real talent for cum guzzling.)

With that thought, he stood up in front of her.

“Baron Vermilion! What are you doing!?”

“Preparing more jizz for you, of course.”

He pretended not to know why she was shocked as he pulled down his slacks and underwear, exposing his lower body.

His penis appeared before her eyes.

His arousal was overpowered by nerves about whether or not his payback against her would work, so it was still only partially erect. It was curved a bit upwards while swaying some.

Rosetta’s chair had no back and was low to the ground. It was a lot like the outdoor chairs used for camping or fishing back in modern Japan. And with her hips that low, her head was lower too.

Kyle brought a hand to his penis and moved it right in front of her face.

“Nhh! Get that filthy thing away from me!”

“It’s not filthy. I clean it thoroughly every day.”

“That isn’t what I meant! It’s intrinsically filthy! Dirty! Gross!”

“That’s not a nice thing to say. But you already drank the jizz that came from this dirty and gross thing.”

“Ah…ahh.”

Those words immediately sapped the defiance from her and she started squirming in her seat.

She held her hands to her crotch and trembled like a child needing to pee.

Simply being told she had swallowed semen had inspired arousal in her.

(Is she a lot more of a pervert than she lets on?)

Rosetta had mentioned “the stage” back in the carriage.

It had only been a casual reference, but was it possible she was interested in those sorts of stories?

Kyle concluded she had heard all sorts of stories about sex but had no experience herself and had let her imagination run wild.

Meanwhile, she could not take her eyes off of the penis positioned right in front of her eyes.

(So this is…a man’s sex organ.)

Kyle was correct that she had no sexual experience.

She had been born to a prestigious family of knights, so she had spent all her life training to become a royal knight. She had enjoyed the training and she had wanted to protect Princess Emilia who she had befriended at a young age, so she had never felt a need to focus on anything else.

But when she did need to take a break, she would watch plays or read books. And without even realizing it, she had favored romantic stories – or rather, she used the romance as an excuse to read stories with sex scenes in them.

But elves generally had little interest in sex, so such stories were not common in their royal capital.

That had forced her to use her imagination most of the time.

She had lived for centuries like that.

Her active imagination and the nature of her magic circuit meant the simple act of drinking semen (or thinking she had) was enough to get her soaking wet.

She failed to notice the smile on her face as she stared at Kyle’s penis.

It was the look of a child seeing a delicious-looking treat they had never before had.

“Looks like you want it pretty bad.”

“Ah! Wh-why would I want that weird-looking…filthy…”

She could not even finish her insults for his penis.

“Now, now, don’t be shy. Have a taste.”

He grabbed the back of her head to lower it and then shoved his dick in her mouth.

“Nmghhhhh!?”

Her teeth touched it a bit and his hips jerked back a bit, but she put up no further resistance.

She tried to say something and the movement of her tongue stimulated the head. Her surprise made her breathe more rapidly through her nose and mouth and that tickled at his penis.

The most surprising part was how it felt inside her mouth.

Her sticky saliva had been warmed just right inside her hot mouth and it got all over his penis now that it was in there. It was just as pleasant as climbing under an electric blanket inside a cold room.

He felt an urge to shove his dick all the way down her throat, but that would have been a waste of this opportunity.

Instead, he slowly pulled his hips back to enjoy the entrance of her mouth a little more.

The ridge of the head touched her lips and then half the head slipped out between them. That was when he pushed it halfway back in again.

He continued moving in and out of that shallow area to enjoy the feel of her lips on the head.

His partial erection achieved full erection in no time at all.

“Rosetta, can you hold your lips together a little tighter?”

“Nhh, lihe thih?”

“Yes, yes. Ahh, that’s incredible.”

When she tightened up the entrance, the pleasure rapidly increased. He gradually moved faster and deeper.

(Ngh…he’s thrusting…harder and harder!)

All of Rosetta’s focus was concentrated on the cock moving in and out of her mouth.

She kept her teeth apart to avoid hurting it and pressed her lips together. She knew she had to look extremely silly right now, but she felt no desire to stop.

(Because it feels so good. It’s like my mouth has turned into my pussy!)
She could not explain why, but when Kyle’s penis thrusted inside her mouth, she could almost feel it doing the same to her vagina.

She was a virgin and did not know what it felt like to have a penis in there, but she still felt like this act was identical to sex.

“Oh? Rosetta, why are you playing with yourself down? All I’m doing is restore your magic.”
“Hweh? Whah- hwehhhhhhh!?”

It took him pointing it out for her to notice she had stuck a hand inside her clothing and started fingering herself.

Her middle finger was halfway inside her vagina and rubbing at the flesh inside. And she could not stop even after noticing what she was doing.

(How can this be? Why can’t I just pull my finger out and remove my hand from my clothes? Like this! I said like this!)

Try as she might to stop masturbating, her body refused to listen. Almost like she was being controlled by something.

(That liquid must have done this to me!)

Nothing else made sense. There was no other way that she would accept having this man’s penis in her mouth and even start pleasuring herself over it.

And once she had that excuse for her actions, she stopped resisting them.

Was Kyle lying or not?

Could semen restore magic or not?

Was she in her right mind or not?

All the excuses, facts, and emotions had gotten all mixed up during her short exchange with Kyle, so she threw them all out…and lost control.

She stood from the chair with enough force to knock it backwards, crouched down with her knees apart, and swallowed Kyle’s cock.

“Whoa,” Kyle cried out in surprise. “What’s gotten into you?”

Before, Rosetta had simply accepted it without resistance, but now she was actively swallowing his penis.

She swallowed it deep and held it between her palate and tongue.

It felt so good his penis throbbed just before the tip bumped into the back of her throat.

“Ugh!? Cough, cough!”

That caught her by surprise so she spat out his dick and started coughing.

“Cough, cough, cough! What are you doing, Baron Vermilion!?”

“That one was on you, Rosetta. You’re the one that swallowed it so deep.”

“I-I…”

Remembering what she had just done made her want to die of embarrassment.

But that only lasted a moment. When she saw his penis throbbing in front of her eyes, her rational mind was again overpowered.

“I…will do it right this time.”

“Eh? Whoa.”

She wrapped her arms around his legs and pushed him onto his back.

Then she climbed on top of him and brought her face to his dick.

“What a smell…and it’s so hot. Was that really just inside my mouth?”

“It’s hot because you warmed it in your mouth.”

“Ahhh!”

His comment sent a tremor through her entire body.

(I’m getting it now. She gets off on the situation as much as any physical stimulation.)

She did, after all, have her stimulation point in her mouth, which was not even an erogenous zone. She had to be easily aroused by dirty talk and her imagination.

“Then I’ll make it even hotter. I’ll pleasure your penis with my…mouth pussy until shoots out that jizz potion for me.”

She kissed the very tip like it was some kind of ceremony. When she pulled her lips away, a string of precum connected them to his penis.

She licked that up before running her tongue along the head.

Her saliva made all sorts of naughty, sloppy sounds as her tongue stroked, poked, pushed, and licked the head.

After poking at the tip, she pressed her full tongue against the frenulum so it surrounded the bottom half of the head. After supporting the base with her hand, she shifted her tongue to the shaft and coated the entire length with her drool.

“Kh…hh.”

It took all of Kyle’s willpower to avoid moaning as he watched her doing this.

He was supposed to be getting back at her, so he was a little annoyed that she had suddenly taken over like this.

“Ahm.”

“Kh!”

Without warning, she took the head inside her mouth. Her upper lip stickily stimulated the ridge of the head and her lower lip rubbed at the frenulum.

Then she slowly lowered her head to swallow the shaft as well.

She was holding the base in her hand this time so she could keep it under her control.

The tip touched her palate. She guided it from the hard palate in the front to the soft palate in the back.

“Ahh… Hee, I swahhohed the whohe thinh this hime.”

She looked up at him with obvious pride in her achievement.

But the triumphant look was somewhat undermined by how lewd she looked with her mouth opened wide to accept the thick cock.

Kyle wished he could just admire that look, but that was not an option.

Rosetta squeezed her lips tight and pulled her head back up along the length of his penis. Then she swallowed it all again. From there, she repeated the process.

Back in modern Japan, this was known as a vacuum blowjob. Maybe it was her superior lung capacity or maybe knights even trained their cheek muscles, but she created an impressive amount of suction.

His hips trembled from pleasure so powerful he thought she was going to suck his dick right off of him.

“Ugh, wow, Rosetta, that’s…so good! It feels incredible! Ah, I’m about to cum!”

“Cum? You mean jizz? Your jizz potion is ready?”

“Yes, I’ll shoot it into your mouth so you can drink it straight from the source!”

“Yes! Shoot your jizz in my mouth! Shoot your thick, smelly jizz in mouth!”

The rhythmic motion of her head picked up speed.

She could tell his trembling penis had grown to the bursting point inside her mouth.

To fully enjoy its scorching heat on her tongue, cheeks, palate, and deep in her throat, she moved her head so much she felt like she was rattling her brain in her skull.

For Kyle, the intense but soft sensation raced from his penis to his brain.

Holding it in any longer was simply not possible. He felt the pleasure in his lower body taking control of his mind.

“I’m cumming, I’m cumming! Rosetta, swallow my jizz!”

“Ghhhh!”

A thick liquid erupted into her mouth.

After that initial blast, a further squirt of jizz entered her mouth each time the penis throbbed.

There was too much to fit in her mouth, so it flowed down her throat and out of her lips.

“Ubh, ebh, pwahhh. Oh, no. So much jizz is going to waste.”

Rosetta licked up the semen dripping from his penis, pubic hair, lower stomach, and groin. She used a finger to scoop up what was dripping from the corner of her mouth and brought it right back into her mouth.

“Wow, jizz is so smelly, bitter, and gross. Will this really restore my magic? I find that hard to believe. Nhh…”

“You didn’t have to swallow it all if you were skeptical.” Kyle worked to catch his breath after ejaculating. “It doesn’t taste good and you doubt it will restore your power, yet there you are licking up every last drop. You have a cum fetish, don’t you?”

“Me? A cum fetish? Don’t be ridiculous.”

That wasn’t very convincing when she was currently squeezing his penis from base to tip so she could milk out the last remaining drops and then licking them up as soon as they dripped from the tip.

Kyle observed her using his skill as a mage.

This appeared to have restored about half of her magic. That would normally have fully restored it, but her overall amount of magic was higher than average.

(We’ll just have to go another round.)

She would not stop messing with his penis, so he grabbed her shoulders and stood her up. He also got up from the ground himself.

“Done already? But my magic isn’t fully restored.”

“But it is partially restored, right? That was my jizz’s doing.”

“Hm…th-then your semen really does restore magic.”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you.”

She coughed a bit as some semen caught in her throat, so he smiled a bit before speaking.

“This is only to restore your magic, so why are you so wet down there? Not to mention that you’re not wearing anything down there.”

“Eh? Hyahhhhhh!?”

She hadn’t noticed until he pointed it out.

She was currently bottomless and her pussy was so wet the love juices were dripping to the ground.

“Rosetta. You stripped off your bottom so you could finger yourself while sucking my dick, didn’t you?”

“N-no…I…this is all because of that weird potion you gave me!”

“That was just a lubricant. It had no medicinal effects. It didn’t even have any semen in it.”

“Liar! If you hadn’t done something to me, I wouldn’t be like this!”

“Just accept it already.”

Kyle grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back onto the table. She could not find the strength to resist, so she ended up lying face up on the table.

“Accept that you’re a pervert who got turned on just thinking you had swallowed some semen. Accept that you’re a naughty knight who stuck a cock inside her own mouth pussy and milked it of every last drop of cum all while fingering her own pussy.”

“Ahhhh! N-no. I’m not that kind of- hyahhh!?”

She was visibly trembling as the lewd accusations sent waves of pleasure through her body, but she still tried to deny it. Then he got to work removing her armor.

“S-stop! I am…a royal knight…of Finegard! I can’t be doing this…in the middle of camp…during a mission!”

She protested, but she still did not resist.

He soon had her topless as well as bottomless, both her breasts jiggling out into view.

“God, you’ve got some big tits.”

“Uhh…”

Rosetta tearfully covered her breasts with her hands. The rest of her body was so muscular, but her breasts were big and fat. That imbalance made them all the more attractive.

He had left the armor parts on her arms and legs while stripping her torso nude, increasing the eroticism of the view. Rosetta herself seemed aroused by being stripped on the job, the slit below her red pubic hair twitching and dripping with love juices.

Seeing that dignified knight like this put Kyle in a dominating mood.

He had figured out that she was a masochist, so it aroused her more when he was more forceful with her. That would help restore her magic (or so he told himself as an excuse), so he picked her up.

“Rosetta, let’s move over here.”

He placed her on top of the table. The knight was his to do with as he pleased on the table she would normally use to unfurl a map and plan out missions.

He had her lie on her back with just her head sticking off the table.

“Wait, what are you doing now? This is- nghhhhh!?”
He held her cheeks to tilt her head back and then shoved his dick in her mouth.

She had not seen this coming at all, so she groaned loud with eyes wide and pushed at his legs to pull his penis out.

He grabbed her arms and forced them back on top of her body. Then he brought them down toward her crotch.

“Your hands go there. You can finger your pussy as much as you want to enjoy this to the fullest.”

“Nghhhhh!?”

She tried to argue but could not. She had enough trouble breathing that tears flowed from her eyes.

(Th-this is too much! My head…my head feels like it’s going to come off and that thing is sticking even deeper down my throat than before.)

This was nothing like when she was sitting in the chair or when she was lying on top of him. This was the same penis as before, but it felt so much thicker and longer as it violated her mouth.

The head scraped at her palate and the powerful scent passed through her throat to her nose. She wanted to cough, but the penis blocked up her throat and kept her from getting much breath out.

Only lewdly muffled moans managed to escape her mouth.

Also, he was holding her head between his hands.

One hand was placed from her cheek to her chin and throat. The other parted her hair to settle on the back of her head. He held her head tight, preventing her from moving it.

(H-he’s treating me like a sex toy.)

It reminded her of a sex scene like that in a book she had once read.

And as soon as she viewed herself in that light…

(Eh? What?)

She felt powerful anger, but she also felt a trembling spread across her entire body.

She could not resist and she was forced into an uncomfortable position while he shoved his cock in her mouth and began thrusting even though it was suffocating her. It should have been painful, yet she didn’t want it to stop.

Her pussy grew even wetter, her vaginal entrance twitched in its desire for a cock, and something deep inside her belly throbbed. Yet he had told her to use her own hands to pleasure herself.

Every time she remembered it was her this was happening to, pleasure exploded in her brain.

(I am…a royal knight! I would never enjoy having a cock shoved into my mouth to use it like a pussy! This is humiliating!)

The more she tried to deny it, the more her reasons for denying it fueled that very pleasure.

(Ahn, ahh! His cock is pushing deep into my throat! I can’t breathe…but it feels so good!)

She responded to the violation of her mouth by working at her pussy with both hands.

She spread her legs as wide as a woman giving birth, rubbed her clitoris with her right hand, stuck her left hand’s middle finger into her vagina, and stirred it up inside. She was flooded with love juices, giving it all a very wet sound.

(Wow, she’s more of a masochist than I thought.)

Kyle noted that while enjoying how her mouth felt.

He had no way of knowing that her sexual tastes had been formed by the twisted knowledge of the books she had read during the otherwise strict life of a knight.

But he had discovered you had to push past her outer shell in order to unleash the lust hidden underneath. And she was especially turned on by oral techniques like blowjobs and deepthroating.

(I mean, she can barely breathe, but her magic is growing like crazy.)

He pulled his penis out of her mouth to give her a break.

Frothy saliva clung to her lips and she panted with her tongue hung out like a dog on a hot day.

Her chest heaved like a track runner after a long sprint, her large breasts jiggling with each breath.

The nipples were hard and pointed straight up toward heaven, so Kyle pinched them somewhat roughly, but not so strong it would hurt.

“Ahhh, wait,” she said weakly.

But he ignored that and fondled her breasts. He enjoyed the marshmallow-soft sensation and spoke to her.

“What do you want to do last?”

“Last?”

“Yes. The scouts should be back soon, so we only have time for one more thing. I’m letting you choose what that is,” he explained. “So do you want me to continue roughly fucking your mouth pussy until I blow my load down your throat, or do you want me to put it in your wet pussy and gently pleasure you there?”

His question confused Rosetta.

Of course she wanted the gentle one. This had been too rough for her. Why would she ever want to be pinned down while she suffocated on a cock being shoved down her throat?

Her upside-down vision focused in on Kyle’s erect penis.

How could she ever survive if that long, thick thing went down her throat again? And if it ejaculated while her head was upside down like this, wouldn’t she drown on his cum?

So her answer was obvious.

“More of this! Sh-shove that hot and smelly cock down my throat! Fuck my mouth pussy until…until you shoot all that thick cum into my mouth! Down my throat! Into my stomach! And keep cumming until I drown on it♥♥♥ That’s what you want to do, right, you pervert? ♥♥♥”

“Don’t pin your perverted desires on me.”

He no longer cared about getting back at her. He wasn’t mad at her anymore.

He was only interested in satisfying that melted look of unmitigated horniness on her face, so he pushed his penis toward her mouth once more.

She stuck out her tongue to greet it, licking and poking at the head. Her tongue crawled along it like a snake while it continued on past her lips.

(Yes! Cock! In my mouth pussy! This stench…oh, it’s overwhelming…but I don’t want him to stop! I want him to keep going until he cums!)

The very thought of his semen exploding down her throat sent a tremor through her body and her hands reached toward her pussy. When she pushed a couple of fingers into her vagina, she imagined his penis was entering her there too.

She imagined that there were two Kyles here and they were fucking her mouth pussy and her pussy pussy at the same time. The fantasy amplified the pleasure even further.

(Teaming up on me? But not even a royal knight can win two-against-one. You’ll just overpower me and have your way with me, won’t you? Ahhhhh!?)

She felt like her brain itself was being fucked and she had trouble telling her fantasy from reality.

Kyle started moving her head in time with his thrusting.

She was entirely overwhelmed at first, but before long she was moving her tongue and lips in time with the movement. She would occasionally slurp up some saliva, but there was far too much of it and it kept dripping out of her mouth.

The dripping saliva got in her nose, making it even harder to breathe, but Kyle’s penis never stopped moving.

(You’re a monster who only cares about his own pleasure, aren’t you?♥ And I’m entirely at your mercy♥ Your fucking both my pussies at once♥ And you don’t care what happens to me♥♥♥)

She shoved her fingers inside her pussy and stirred it up even more, but in her mind, that was Kyle’s penis too.

(I can’t breathe♥ I need him to cum and end this♥ So I have no choice♥ No choice but to pleasure his cock♥ And make him cum♥♥♥)

When that excuse occurred to her, she happily tightened her lips around his dick.

Her tightened lips could clearly feel the shape of his penis as it thrusted in and out.

He would stop pulling out when her lips reached the narrower part just before the head. But then he would push it back in, the thicker shaft spreading her lips further. She could even feel the locations of the bulging veins.

“Oh, fuck! That’s incredible, Rosetta! I love it! Your mouth was made for sucking dick.”

“Mghhhh!”

(My mouth was not made for sucking dick! That’s ridiculous!)

She denied it, but the thought turned her on even more.

And once she started thinking her mouth existed solely to pleasure cocks, she couldn’t think of it any other way.

Why did she have a tongue if not to crawl all over the big, fat man meat violating her mouth?

Why did she have lips if not to squeeze at the erection thrusting between them?

Why did she have a throat if not to hold a cock as tightly as any vagina?

“Ahh, yes, this is incredible! I’m shoving my dick down your throat, but your face is all melted and you’re sucking it yourself! You’re hornier than I ever imagined! You’ve gotta be the horniest knight in the kingdom!”

“Ngh! Nghhhhh!”

She tried to protest his assessment, but her mouth instead sucked his cock even harder while her fingers stirred up her pussy even harder.

And a strange symbol appeared on her cheek.

The complex shape reminiscent of a dungeon map was the Sex Mark that indicated their magic circuits had been linked.

“I-I’m about to cum! I’ve got a ton of cum ready to flood the mouth of pussy of this horny royal knight who prefers to be roughly deepthroated than to have some normal, gentle sex!”

Her body twisted as if to protest, but her mouth kept on sucking.

The heat, softness, and tight squeezing of her mouth stimulated Kyle’s penis.

“Ah, kh!”

“Nghhhh!”

(Yes❤ Cum❤ Thick cum❤ Sticky cum❤ Smelly cum❤ Bitter cum❤ And it keeps shooting out❤❤❤)

As soon as his penis throbbed and swelled out even more, Rosetta swallowed its full length down her throat.

She ignored the gag reflex trying to get her to spit it back out and she refused to let it go.

The well-trained neck muscles of a knight supported her head in a pose most people could not have maintained for so long.

“Nghghghghghhhh!”

(My throat❤ It’s shooting down my throat❤ There’s so much of it♥ It’s all going down my esophagus to my stomach♥ So much cum, cum, cuuuum♥♥♥)

Now he was violating her all the way down the throat and into her stomach.

That thought pushed her body over the edge.

A fluid less thick than her love juices erupted from her pussy.

It sprayed out like a fountain, soaking the table and the ground beyond it.

“Incredible. You just squirted, Rosetta.”

“Agh, ghhhhn!”

Kyle gradually pulled his penis out. He was still ejaculating, so the milky stuff shot out of the trembling tip to fill her mouth.

Finally, the tip emerged from between her lips.

When Rosetta saw its full length coated with her saliva and his semen, her body went limp.

She tried to breathe, but she only ended up forming bubbles in the semen filling her mouth, like she was gargling it. And her nose was blocked up by her own drool and snot.

“Nh, gulp, gulp.”

She had no choice but to shut her mouth and swallow all of the semen.

The milky fluid caught in her throat and still kept her from breathing, so she quickly sat up on the table and resumed swallowing with gravity on her side this time.

Kyle panicked when he saw this.

(Shit, I may have gone too far.)

He had pushed things further and further since she never stopped him.

He had honestly not needed to go this far to fully restore her magic.

He couldn’t forget that she thought he was good looking but generally disliked him. She might just kill him right here in the tent after this.

“U-um, Rosetta? Are you okay?”

“Cough, cough. Ugh, how was there so much of it!? There must be something wrong with your body!”

“Sorry. I use a potion and a special diet to increase my semen production since it’s necessary for my magic.”

“I can’t believe you.”

She glared at him while climbing down from the table.

Her eyes were focused on his still-erect penis.

(I-is she going to cut it off!?)

Kyle felt the most fundamental male fear.

He considered calling for the knight girl waiting in the carriage, but then Rosetta kneeled in front of him.

“W-won’t it get your clothes dirty if it’s this filthy?”

“Eh?”
It was true his penis was sticky with her saliva and his semen.

“A-a pervert like you is going to demand I lick it clean, aren’t you?”

She looked up at him with the hopeful look of a puppy wanting its owner to play.

His worries about taking it too far had been unfounded.

He grabbed his dick by the base and slapped her face with it a few times.

“You’ve got that right, mouth slut. Oral sex isn’t over until you’ve cleaned it with your tongue.”

His dirty words and the dick slaps sent another tremor of pleasure through her body and she quickly got to work running her tongue along his messy cock.

 

“Spirits, hear my call. My name is Rosetta, the one bound to you by contract.

“Spirits, gather here and grant me your power. My name is Rosetta, the one who wishes to seed her fire power.

“Spirits, Rosetta seeks your power, so please grant it!”

 

The spirit magic incantation was answered with fire entering the blade of Rosetta’s sword.

She raised the blazing flame sword overhead, jumped down from the top of a cliff, and attacked the dark elves blocking the mountain road.

“Hahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“What!?”

“We’re under attack! We’re under- gwahhhhh!”

“It’s just one knight! Don’t let her scare- wahhhh!”

The dark elf resistance was easily overcome and Rosetta neutralized her opponents.

 

The scouts had returned about 15 minutes after Rosetta had licked Kyle’s penis clean.

Rosetta had set off into the mountains and attacked as soon as she had their information on the location and number of the dark elves.

By the time Kyle and the other knights caught up in the carriages, all 30-odd dark elves had been neutralized.

With that, the fortress full of an elite royal guard unit was safely liberated.

 

As a side note, the knight girl who had remained as a guard during Rosetta’s magic recovery had gone and waited in the carriage as Kyle asked, but when she heard Rosetta shouting, she had grown worried, peeked inside the tent, and watched every last thing Kyle and Rosetta had done together.

That experience would go on to greatly influence her sex life in the future, but that is a story for another day.