The Flirtatious Elf and the Clueless Vagrant (3)
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Man, her face is so serene when she falls asleep like this!
She looks even cuter with the heavy blush she has from getting drunk!
Nope, nope, nope.
Think of Belle first, think of Belle first.
And by some miracle, I trigger another memory of her as I carry Ruth towards Viwiv Yuq's only inn.
As per my recommendation, she decided to pursue a career as a professional magic-sport player.
One day, after coming home from a rigorous training session at the Royal Academy Special School of Magic-sport...
...she suddenly fainted.
Most likely, her stamina was on the verge of running out during that training session.
I knew what to do: Carry her back to my room and let her recover her stamina while I keep watch.
Once I laid her seemingly lithe body onto my bed...
I could hear faint whispers coming from her lips.
“W-Wal...ter... s-save... me...”
She was indeed running out of energy, alright.
Especially those electrolytes that were needed to keep her hydrated.
And thus, I decided to create my own homemade energy drink.
All I needed was water, some oral re-hydration salts given to me for free as a sample pack not long ago, extracts of several citrus fruits, and a vitamin tablet I converted into powder via whatever rudimentary knowledge of alchemy I had.
After vigorously mixing all the ingredients together in a mug, I let her drink the stuff.
And before one asks, no, this concoction is not vile-tasting. I even had a sip of it beforehand, and the aftertaste was kinda tarty.
Good, she was taking it in real quick.
Guess she wanted to recover fast like I did.
“I-it tastes good... but I want to... drink it... from y...”
I deduced what she was saying.
She wanted me to drink the stuff... direct from my mouth?!
I-isn't that... a kiss?
I guess she wanted more of my TLC, which I've been employing ever since we were kids.
If she got sick, I was always by her side whenever her parents were out.
And then... we became lovers.
So far, we have engaged in frequent hand-holding as other couples did.
But since we were wary of the thing called “public display of affection”, we haven't had an opportunity to connect our lips to each other.
Well... what I was about to do was a private display of affection, as opposed to a public one.
I accumulated some of the energy drink into my mouth, mustered up my courage to press my lips onto hers, and...
...connected each other to let that stamina-replenishing drink into her system.
Slowly and gently.
Her pale, cold lips warmed gradually as I finished off that intimate replenishment.
Once I let go of my lips, she naturally elicited a smile.
“T-Thanks... Walter... you've saved me again...”
And thus, my first kiss with Belle happened.
In a quiet late afternoon.
The reverie ends as soon as Ruth and I arrive at the inn's interior.
The innkeeper, who is a homely grandmother, greets us.
“Good evening, mister and miss. Staying here for the night?”
“Of course.”
“That'll be 100 guintos.”
As soon as I pay up...
“You can use that room over there. Have a pleasant night!”
As recommended by the innkeeper, we take shelter in a room on the first floor.
Due to that reverie, I know exactly how to lay Ruth's body onto the bed the same way I did for Belle's.
Only that... Ruth is much bustier than Belle.
I keep watch over her, ensuring that she's OK, even though she's not sick.
That heavy blush of hers still doesn't go away.
She really had a little too much of the stuff.
While I'm still monitoring her...
I can sense her hands gently creeping through the bed... and right into my hand.
I dismiss that as she's gradually sobering up.
But what catches me off-guard...
...is her abruptly grabbing my arm.
Maybe she's...
Yes, I have to comply with the quest objective, which is to keep her company until she's satisfied.
But then, that will mean...
Now my brain's like scrambled eggs in confusion.
Alright, I have to feign cluelessness and let her have her way with me.
Sorry, Belle.
This elven lass will most likely have my second kiss!
Even though she's sleepy, the way she grabs my arm is tight, which forces my body to tumble onto the bed.
Now I'm within point-blank range of her kiss.
Easy now... easy...
Bam! She's now hugging me.
It'll only be a matter of seconds before that smooch...
And she does.
Human and elven lips aren't that different, physiologically speaking.
In the best of conditions, they are both moist and juicy.
But what's kinda different...
...is her breath.
Hers has this magical taste, which is not surprising considering the elves' mystical origins.
Again, I have to comply with her quest directive and give her all the affection she needs...
...by reciprocating her true feelings.
She's lonely and likely doesn't have a huge circle of friends.
Well, one more entry in my friend list wouldn't hurt.
I can introduce her to His Highness, for one.
We exchange our breaths at first.
Then it's our tongues' turn.
I can feel more of her taste slowly sending my body into a wave of delight.
She tightens her hug on me, in a way that is not suffocating.
My natural instinct is to hug her back.
I can feel more and more of her warmth.
That wave of delight is acting more strongly on my body.
Now this is bad.
I may be crossing the line... no, I have already crossed the line of simple hand-holding and into a variant of the infamous “public display of affection”.
This kiss!
This torrid kiss!
It... it may be more intense than my first ever kiss with Belle!
Or it may be not!
But regardless...
The two girls both share the common desire to soothe their already weary bodies and souls by one simple yet heartfelt act from the man they trust the most.
So if I intensified my first kiss with Belle...
I can set the same intense levels with Ruth!
Yes, that's the spirit!
As our kiss continues...
I start to read her thoughts, for some mystical reason.
“I don't want you nor your riches! I can choose the man I will love and be with forever!”
“No! Why are you all turning back on me like that, after being friends for so long?! You think I'm a traitor? No way!”
“Please... I don't want to be alone anymore... I need someone... I can be with... who can take care of me. I can also take care of that someone... because I can. This is what humans call 'mutual love'.”
“I'm getting sick and tired of being called 'a loose elf', just because I was graced with this voluptuous body of mine as well as the way I dress. What were they thinking?!”
So this... is her true self, behind the facade.
Now I know.
After all that intense kissing, Ruth tugs my shoulder.
That means she's had her fill, and she should get enough sleep.
Why shouldn't I get enough sleep, too? Right beside her, for convenience's sake?
Sweet dreams, flirtatious elf.
Meanwhile... in an underground bunker somewhere in Bea-Davaeth...
Several shady elves are currently in a secret meeting.
“Sire, I have something to report.”
“Very well. Disclose it.”
“Our spies have already tracked down Miss Rutherfordine Mabanglou. She's somewhere in Viwiv Yuq, which is quite a surprise to us.”
“Ah, so you've already found my bride-to-be? Good work.”
“That's not all, sire. She's currently with a human adventurer, too.”
“WHAT? How dare she's trying to dump me for a lowly human?!”
“Well, what do you want us to do, sire?”
“Isn't that obvious? Eliminate that human and bring her back to my arms! This way, our wedding day will not be postponed for the sixth time!”
“As you wish, sire.”
As the informant leaves, the leader of the shady elves declares...
“She may have run from us again; but this time... will be the last time she does this defiance of my pure love!”
- Writer
