11.5

This chapter is basically just porn, so feel free to skip it if that's not for you.

"Hm… consider me a gift." The dancer spoke teasingly, her voice filled with promises as she casually offered herself up as- "a reward for business done." She finished, biting her lip as she looked up at me in an act that seemed designed to drive men wild.

From her bright blue eyes to her pouty pink lips, her beautiful features seemed handcrafted to project innocence, a fact that only made the utterly lustful expression crossing them seem even naughtier.

Before I could think of a clever response, she decided to forego any sense of personal boundaries and pressed in to push her magnificent tits up against my armour; her cleavage ballooning against the metal artfully, as exposed as it was in the skimpy bocas top she was wearing.

It took more effort than I care to admit to pull my gaze from the tantalising display of creamy cleavage and lock eyes with her again. Silently weighing her offer with all the presence of mind that wasn't currently focused on my raging desire to just bend this girl over the nearest table and fuck her right here and now.

On the one hand she was a prostitute in Danmachi and thus genuinely might have the magical equivalent of the clap. On the other hand, I really, really wanted to plow her into next week. And honestly? What even is the point of having a Skyrim skill if you aren't going to abuse alchemy for fun, profit and possibly cure disease potions?

"Lead the way." I decided with a smile.

She giggled with a coy smile as she took me by the hand and pulled me into an adjacent corridor.

Watching her wide, soft ass cheeks contort and fucking bounce with every step was one of those things that you could never decide between watching seemingly forever, or interrupt immediately to go full caveman-mode and bounce them like bongos.

The latter unfortunately won out and I wound up impatiently tugging on her hand, her ponytail whipping around as I pulled her close and drew her in for a passionate, domineering kiss.

There are many times in every life that a person will lose themselves in the sauce so to speak, to get so wrapped up in a moment that shit turns into a blur, and the next thing you know it's three AM, and you've just thrown a dude through a fried chicken joint's window.

I say this so you can hopefully understand that this girl's body drove me wild, and while my Falna wouldn't let me forget what happened; it still felt like a blur as we made out in that corridor, exploring each other's bodies and losing ourselves in the heat of the moment.

Her teeth bit impotently at my neck as she hopped up and wrapped her long legs around my waist. In response my hands almost subconsciously found their way to her luscious ass, soft moans escaping her lips as my fingers groped and explored her beautifully round derriere, playing with the string of her dancing thong and bouncing her cheeks playfully.

In this vein we stumbled down the corridor, slamming into walls and doorways as we lost ourselves in each other's forms; hungry lips finding each others' again and again.

"In here…" She whispered in between sucking and nipping at the skin beneath my ear. Sparing the barest amount of attention I could manage, I kicked open the nearest door and slammed it behind me as I slowly guided us towards what seemed like the bed.

Pulling her off me, I ignored the sizzling look she was giving me and tossed her down onto the sheets. For a brief moment I just stared at her incredible form, silhouetted by a river of her golden hair, breasts heaving and the intimate cleft of her thong clad pussy almost entirely exposed.

Ultimately it was that same beauty that drove my hands to deftly start removing the armour she had been struggling with moments prior. Casting aside piece after piece as she stared at me with hungry eyes, her thighs parting in anticipation to reveal the dampness soaked into her white thong.

Throwing aside the closest thing I could find to a shirt in this fantasy world I wasted no time in chasing her onto the bed and meeting her lips again. As we made out my hands found their way to her breasts, cupping, lifting and teasing her bountiful titties, gently prying them from the thin fabric of her harem top.

Pulling away from her lips, I watched her perky, pink nipples as they jiggled atop her large breasts, heaving in time with her heavy breathing. It took a long moment for my eyes to find their way back to hers, something she noted with a teasing smile.

"I'm glad you like them, but…" She trailed off as her hands found their way to her skimpy thong. "There's something else that needs your attention my Lord."

I leaned away as she fell onto her back and slowly pulled off her thong before raising it up her long, shapely legs. Her soaked pussy poking out from between her thighs was the only thing I had eyes for as I shucked my belt and pulled out my already hardened cock.

Her smile turned downright sultry at the sight, her thighs parting seductively while her eyes screamed at me to fuck her. Leaning in, I slapped my cock down on her lips a couple times, watching as she squirmed and ground her crotch against the underside of my shaft.

She bit her lip as a needy whine escaped her lips. "Please…" She moaned in what I knew was probably an act, but it was still one that broke what measure of restraint I had left. I entered her slowly -an instinct from past relationships- but as her legs wrapped around me and pulled me in, I snapped out of it and just buried my cock in her tight pussy.

Her sharp inhalation that turned into a moan halfway through was all the confirmation I needed to start thrusting. My hips quickly found a nice tempo as her hands started to claw at the sheets; her needy expression turning into something more lewd as her mouth fell agape.

The air filled with the sweaty clapping of our bodies meeting, mixed in with all the little moans and panting she let out as she cycled through various stages of 'oh fuck'. All the while her heavy breasts swayed rhythmically under the force of my thrusts, their bouncing form almost hypnotic.

Despite this, I gradually came to realise that while this was doing it for me, my body, my instincts wanted me to go faster, to pound her harder. What was once my go to form in bed, was apparently no longer good enough in this far stronger body.

So I sped up.

"Ooo~oh!" A surprised moan tore itself from her throat as her eyes widened at the sudden change. Her eyes met mine and for a brief moment I thought she'd ask me to stop, but instead her mouth just fell agape again and she moaned incoherently.

Frowning, I realised my angle of entry was a little awkward and it was keeping me from really going to town and bottoming out in her. The solution, of course, was to just manhandle her up by her hips, lifting her juicy ass up and groaning as the new angle let me fill her up completely.

Immediately the change had an effect as she clamped down on my cock and cried out an orgasm, her entire body shaking and jiggling deliciously. It took some of the longest seconds of my life, but I gave her time to recover, watching as she collapsed back into the bedsheets, chest heaving for breath.

"…You really-" Her words died into a gasp as I started casually thrusting again. "W-Wait!"

I didn't wait.

In fact I only sped up, quickly reaching my old pace and then surpassing it as her body writhed, her head turning from side to side as moans and gasps escaped her weakly protesting form.

Pulling her hips up even further I started thrusting down into her, pulling off the closest impression of a mating press as I dared to with -what felt like- an unblessed human. Something I was quickly coming to realise was a bit more fragile compared to me than I perhaps first thought.

Finally the familiar mounting pressure came after several smaller orgasms from the lovely woman I was currently stuffing my cock into -who had pretty much given up doing anything but cry out in pleasure by this point- at last letting me blow my load into her with a victorious grunt.

The familiar feeling of her clamping down swiftly followed and I used it to massage out the last of my orgasm, just dragging my cock slowly in and out to ride things out, much to the dancer's seemingly bewildered pleasure.

Finally I set her down, letting her collapse into a sweaty, beautiful heap. "O-Oh fuck… they were… so right…"

"Right about what?" I asked, feeling a lot clearer headed now that I'd blown my first load in what felt like two months, though that wasn't helped by the fact that my cock was still rock hard. Nor that there was a steady stream of my cum leaking out of her abused pussy, something that my instincts were telling me to stop, preferably with my cock.

It felt like an 'ooga booga, must breed' kinda deal.

"Adventurers… they always warned us… not to actually fuck you guys." She spoke headily between pants for breath, before a small laugh escaped her. "They said… your level would be fine… fine my tight ass…"

I snorted out a laugh, a definitely only small part of me enjoying the ego stroking she was unwittingly giving me. Feeling a bit more relaxed, I kicked off my combat pants and settled back against the cushions, content to just wait for her to recover as I stroked my cock to the rather pleasant view of her shaking titties.

She came out of her orgasmic haze fitfully, blinking her blue eyes as they slowly focused on my still hard cock.

"Fuck…" Her gorgeous body stirred, pulling her towards my cock in a daze. "That's…" She trailed off before giving it an almost assessing kiss, her tongue poking out for a taste of our combined discharge. "That's really not fair…" She mumbled hazily.

She let out a series of erotic noises as she worked her way down my shaft, her tongue lavishing the sensitive skin as her pouty lips pressed into my length.

Slowly she seemed to come back around, her licking tongue probing around with more confidence as lips transitioned from merely pressing themselves against the shaft to kissing and suckling along its length.

I groaned as her adventurous tongue made its way to the head, lapping at it with an almost worshipful diligence as her half lidded eyes seared into mine. Giving it one last long lick from base to tip, she rose and crawled closer, her hungry eyes locking me in place as her large breasts swayed hypnotically with her short, sexy movements.

Instead of climbing atop like I expected, she returned to my cock, her breasts pressing into my thighs as she arched her body up to lean into my length, that thick ass of hers contorting erotically in this new position. One of her hands cupped my balls as the second began to gently work my shaft.

She bit lip seductively as she squared up with the head, kissing it once, then twice, before her tongue reached out to rhythmically work the head, trying her best to soak it in her saliva. Leaning back she gave me a cat-like smirk as her lips parted and swallowed the tip, her blue eyes never leaving mine as her head began to bob and her tongue swirled.

Groaning, I reached out, gently running my fingers through her side parted bangs to grasp at the base of her ponytail and guide her deeper onto my cock. She moaned in slight protest at the movement, pushing me to ease up as the vibrations seemingly made their way to my fucking core.

Slowly a rhythm built up as her warm, tight throat swallowed my dick again and again, steadily getting deeper as all the while her soft hand worked what her lips couldn't. The pressure building was incredible, I felt like I was being fucking milked in the best possible way as lips finally reached the base of my cock and I held her there for one long moment before releasing her completely.

She popped off the phallus with a gasp, drawing in deep, heaving pants that did amazing things to her shaking breasts, as her warm breath spilled over my sodden cock. Bedroom eyes on full blast, she made her way lower, kissing her way down the shaft to my balls.

She lapped at those fuckers like gobstoppers, soaking them in her spit as she nuzzled her face against my cock. I hissed out an exhale of air as she opened her mouth and swallowed one, working it over with her tongue as she hummed on pleasure; hers or mine I couldn't tell at this point, not while she was still pumping my shaft.

The first droplets of precum began to leak out, smearing themselves across her beautiful face as she continued to press herself against the base of the shaft. Eventually it all just got too much, and I tensed up just as she finished downright worshipping my balls.

"Please… cum for me!" She moaned, leaning back and aiming my cock straight at her pre-cum stained face, before closing her eyes and opening her mouth wide.

Well, with an offer like that… I let myself go, firing rope after rope of cum at her waiting form, splattering her with enough cum to surprise even me. By the time I was finished the woman's beautiful features were almost glazed in my cum, small strands of it even hanging from her eyelashes, tongue and chin as she rocked back in shock.

She moaned throatily as she closed her mouth and swallowed the load I'd deposited on her tongue. Slowly, erotically, she began scaping the cum from her face with her fingers before one by one, licking them clean.

It was almost certainly the sexiest thing I'd ever seen, and my cock wasted no time in showing that as it returned to full chub before her widened eyes.

She suckled the last load of cum off her fingers with deliberate slowness as she looked at me with lidded eyes.

"I'm… in trouble, aren't I…?" She whispered, a wanting smile curling her lips and in that moment, the only thing I wanted to do was throw her down and absolutely pound her pussy into the ground.

So that's what I decided to do.

Before even three seconds had passed I already had her face down and an ass up in the bed, her loincloth pushed aside and her bare, dripping pussy before my eyes. When she realised our new position, the erotic woman didn't miss a beat as a hypnotic sway took her hips, shaking her ass slowly, and oh so temptingly.

It was almost a shame to stop the outright art happening before me, but eventually I couldn't help myself. Gripping down on her soft ass cheeks, I let my fingers sink in and delighted in the bounciness of her round ass.

She moaned at my touch as I slipped my hands around her ass and I grabbed her by the hips, before pulling her warm, wet cunt onto my cock, groaning at the blissful ball-clenching feeling of her soaked pussy contorting around me.

Plunging as deep as her round ass would allow, I bottomed out and for a brief moment just watched as she shuddered, gripping the sheets as incoherent mutterings slipped from her tongue.

Rocking back, I immediately slammed back in, rehilting myself with a meaty clap that pulled a startled moan from my beautiful bed partner.

Remember boys, always keep them on their toes.

Slow, deep thrusts turned into more rhythmic pounding as I started letting loose once more. Her ass rippled under the force of my thrusts, breasts shaking deliciously into the mattress as she moaned and clawed at the bedding.

Eventually just this wasn't enough and my grip shifted on her hips, pulling her into me as my right hand crept up her tight stomach and started to use the leverage to pull her up onto all fours. Shakily she got her arms under her and looked back at me in lust and confusion, her face flushed with exertion and eyes heavy with raw want.

I did not disappoint.

I pounded her with more force than what our previous position would allow, slamming into her thick ass cheeks with the force of an adventurer as she cried out in orgasmic bliss.

Eventually temptation got the best of me and I couldn't resist spanking her perfect, round ass any longer. The surprised moan she let out in response gave me a clue about her disposition, the orgasm she had immediately after however told me everything I needed to know.

So I clapped those fucking cheeks, thrusting into her first in doggy style, and then when her arms collapsed on her after yet another orgasm, pounding her ass up into the mattress and utterly losing myself in the masculine urge to just fucking breed

It was only after I finally blew my load into her well-fucked pussy that I realised I had actually fucked her nearly unconscious. Ass up and face down into the mattress, she seemed barely coherent as my cum began waterfalling out of her abused vagina.

Not really sure what to do with a working girl in this state, I just helped her onto her side more out of, out of context first aid training than anything, and waited for her to come back around… this time putting away my still hard cock.

The thing was a fucking weapon at this point.

Which was definitely a concern that would probably only get worse with time; how did higher level adventurers deal with this? More dexterity so they could control their movements? More girls to wear them out? The thought certainly had appeal…

Maybe girls with higher levels to match? Though that raised some questions about whether tightness scaled with the strength stat and thus whether I needed to worry about something like out of that Teeth movie happening.

That seems like a good thing to know.

My pondering is interrupted as a soft body presses into my side, my bed partner's head flopping down onto my chest, facing away from me with a sigh that seemed equal parts content and weary.

"You're such a dick…" She moaned.

"Um… yeah." I managed in surprise, not really sure how to react to someone I knocked out with my dick, or how someone would react to it happening to them.

"Alice." She suddenly offered, still not looking at me.

"Your name?" I asked.

She turned so her chin was resting on my rather firm abdominals, letting her glare at me, though I was a little distracted by the realisation that my abs were actually getting pretty damn firm.

Maybe Hestia is a little right if I missed something like my body changing, maybe I am a little too obsessed with the dungeon? Not something I can really change, but I should at least keep more of an eye out for changes like that.

The girl- Alice, cutely ground her chin into my stomach, trying to force some kind of response out of me.

"You want my name?" She nodded, still doing her best impression of an exhausted, sweaty noodle. "Elric, though I thought the Loki lot would have told you that."

She mumbled something that I barely made out as, "I wanted to hear it from you…"

I didn't really have anything to say to that, so I just pulled her closer, wrapping my arm around her delicate back and tried to let her feel a little more comfortable. She settled in, resting her head against me again as her fingers weakly scratched against my core.

After a long moment in comfortable silence, she quietly asked, "what's it like… at the top of Orario…?" her voice surprisingly fragile. I blinked at the question, not really understanding her perspective, unless…

Ah.

She was a working girl looking up at a world of literal superhumans, one whose body had just been directly taught the sheer consequences of the Falna, all by a man who was fresh off a deal with some of the cities' strongest.

She wanted reassurance.

"I don't know." I began, uncertain on how I would even begin to explain that she had been whored out as a bargaining chip not to someone high up, but to a rookie on his first week.

How do you tell someone that they're even lower on the totem pole than they already believe? I had no idea, so I changed track entirely.

"Find me in a year, and ask me again." I spoke calmly, trying to lend her some of my confidence. "I'll let you know then."

She didn't respond, seemingly trying to bury herself into my chest instead. I tightened my arm around her, running my fingers over the soft skin of her back, just watching as she shivered.

"Do you need to go?"

I did, the Dungeon was waiting.

"I can stay for a bit."