NOVEL WEB Chapter 174: Precipice
[September 26th DxD/May 20th DBT]
'Poor kid...' thought Vahn, exhaling from his nose as he sat with his left hand on the back of Erza's bobbing head, reading and responding to Riko's messages as he enjoyed the scarlet-haired Mage's daily service. Meeting up with Erza after his return from the Black Tower had become an important part of his daily routine, but it seemed they were going to have to conclude things a few hours early since Riko had just informed him that a group of Delvers had returned with her mother's White Whistle and journal, which generally indicated that a Delver had perished within the Abyss.
Since he would feel guilty if he ignored Riko's plight to indulge himself, Vahn extracted his fingers from Erza's wet and pulsating pussy and gave her left ass cheek a light but resounding smack, stating, "Something came up. We'll definitely continue this later..."
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Releasing Vahn's cock with an audible pop, Erza looked up at him while still bent over, her face ruddy as she asked, "Is it something I can assist with? I may have entered your service as a Maid, but many consider me a capable Mage and warrior as well..."
"It's not that kind of situation," responded Vahn, shaking his head before revealing, "One of the younger Ascendees, a girl named Riko, just learned that her mother is presumed dead. She isn't asking for me, but I feel like I should visit her to ensure she's okay."
"Oh...I see..." muttered Erza, her expression softening and gaining a hint of melancholy as she rose to a seated position, providing Vahn a view of her immaculate breasts. As an orphan herself, she understood the pain of living without parents and the comfort of a mother.
"Looks like I need to console the woman before me before I move on to Riko..." noted Vahn, smacking his left thigh. In response, the melancholy immediately faded from Erza's face, replaced by her usual confident smile as she promptly straddled him with his cock between them, caressing it with both hands as she stated, "I won't protest if you wish to stay, but I doubt you would have stopped me if you didn't believe you needed to fly to this Riko girl's side..."
"Mmn...you're not wrong..." conceded Vahn, reaching up to cup the left side of Erza's face, gently caressing her cheekbone with his thumb as he added, "But I wouldn't be a man if I ignored the needs of the woman right in front of me. If you have something to say or want to get off your chest, I'm here to listen..."
"Maybe some other time..." responded Erza, closing her eyes and briefly nestling into Vahn's hand before shifting back and dismounting him with her hands on his thighs. Then, before departing in her birthday suit, she bent down and kissed his swollen glans, whispering, "I'll see you later..." before looking up at Vahn and winking playfully...
'Yeah...I'm definitely making her mine...' thought Vahn, following Erza's departure or, more accurately, her backside with his eyes. There was a reasonably high probability that she would choose Jellal over him in her effort to save him, but by then, it wouldn't just be her ass that had been developed to the extreme. She had nearly inadvertantly slipped his cock inside of her on no less than three occasions while aggressively grinding against his shaft, pinned to his abdomen by her parted pussy, so he knew she was experiencing the itch deep within her...an itch he would not only scratch but force deeper, far beyond the reach of most other men...
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While the rest of Orth was celebrating with an impromptu festival, Riko, having grown weary of hearing complete strangers tell her how amazing her mother was, hid herself in a back alley few people had any reason to visit.
"He stopped responding..." muttered Riko, sporting a thin white dress that exposed her upper back and shoulders, a pink, animal-eared hat, and new leather boots that were a few sizes too large. Cradled between her hands was an ornately carved White Whistle with a distinctive teardrop profile, a flower pattern, and a keyhole-shaped opening on the side, but even if she raised it to her lips and blew with all her might, no sound was produced as only the original owner, her ostensibly deceased mother, could use it.
Though she traced her thumbs across the whistle's patterns and surface, Riko's somewhat puffy green eyes remained fixed on the most prominent of the displays she had open, a semi-transparent blue window portraying her chat with Vahn. He would ordinarily conclude their chats by telling her to take care or asking her to give his regards to Reg, so she found herself unable to dismiss or look away from the window as she waited for him to say something—anything...
"Sulking doesn't suit an energetic girl like yourself..." hummed a familiar voice, causing Riko to startle as a hand came down on her head, pushing her hat further down over her eyes.
Pulling off her hat and looking up, Riko's green eyes glistened with the precursor to tears when she discovered Vahn looking down at her with a gentle smile.
"You came..." muttered Riko, hurriedly hopping off the wooden crate she was seated on and hugging Vahn's waist with strength that far exceeded the average twelve, going on thirteen-year-old girl.
"How could I not?" asked Vahn, the corner of his smile cramping slightly as Riko looked up at him with a thread of snot connecting her left nostril to his soot and steel-grey yukata. He wasn't a germophobe, but the sight compelled him to pull out a white handkerchief, pinch her nose, and say, "Blow..." in a soft, guiding tone.
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Though it caused her stomach to flutter and a wave of embarrassment to wash over her, Riko closed her eyes and blew into the handkerchief with all her might. Afterward, Vahn removed her crystal-lens glasses and used a second, silken one to wipe her nose and then brush under her eyes with his thumbs, causing her face to warm and cheeks to redden considerably as he remarked, "There you go..." before adopting a faint smile, squishing her cheeks between his right index finger and thumb, and asking "Feeling a little better?"
Catching Vahn a little off guard, Riko, rather abruptly, stated, "I really like you. You know that, right?"
Exhaling from his nose, Vahn offered a slight nod and affirmed, "I can be exceptionally dense at times, but I'm pretty perceptive regarding people's feelings. But why are you bringing this up now?"
Waiting until Vahn returned her glasses to her face, Riko, adopting the most serious expression she could manage with her cute features, held up and clenched her fists, her voice rising as she revealed, "Because I've made up my mind! I'm going to follow in my mother's footsteps and enter the Abyss...!"
"Mmm...I see..." muttered Vahn, his lack of a reaction causing Riko to puff her cheeks, stomp her right foot, and firmly assert, "I'm serious! I'm going to enter the Abyss and travel all the way to the deepest layer! That means I won't be able to return, okay!?"
"Who decided that?" asked Vahn, raising his right brow as he pointed out, "Did you forget about the Tower and my palace? An ordinary Delver might have few options to return, but you'll be able to enter the Tower and travel to my palace using the silver key I gave you. And once you've reached the bottom of the Abyss and discovered the answers you're searching for, the only thing that can prevent your return is your willingness to do so."
"Oh..." muttered Riko, her cheeks flushing deep crimson as she lowered her face and gripped the pleated hem of her dress with both hands. She expected Vahn to argue she was much too young and inexperienced to go on what many would regard as a suicide mission, but he instead extended his right hand to gently ruffle her hair, his tone soft and supportive as he expressed, "You've always been a strong and brave young girl, Riko. Just don't forget that you have people supporting you, a place where you can find refuge, and many friends who will be awaiting your return..."
Exhaling exasperatedly, Riko looked up at Vahn, her face flushed as she revealed, "And here I was hoping I could guilt you into giving me a kiss or letting me sit on your lap..."
"Maybe when you're older and have been given permission to enter the ninth floor..." stated Vahn, punctuating his words by grabbing the sides of Riko's head and planting a protracted kiss on her exposed forehead. Then, after ruffling her hair, he sat down and patiently listened to her talk about her mother and the various things she had heard from other Delvers until Jiruo came searching for her. The sandy-haired youth wasn't too happy to see him, but since the funds, food, and medicine he provided had greatly improved the lives of the many children at Belchero Orphanage, he didn't question why he was in a back alley with one of them seated atop his left thigh...
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"Mmmn...hmmn...haaa..."
True to his word, Vahn immediately met up with Erza after returning from his visit with Riko. Instead of continuing where they left off, however, he suggested he give her one of the massages he had been giving her since her second visit to the palace. She was initially a little resistant, but after experiencing his incredible technique, she alternated between breathing heavily and moaning as he slid his middle finger in and out of her pussy as she lay atop a massage table with her legs drawn up into an m-shape and a warm towel covering her eyes.
"I'm beginning to feel that...you won't give up...until I offer my virginity to you..." panted Erza, her pussy violently contracting around Vahn's fingers and pushing out a bit of slippery vaginal fluids.
"I won't deny it..." responded Vahn, his tone smoldering as he casually stimulated Erza's g-spot and stated, "You're an extraordinary woman in every category, including strength, appearance, and temperament...there would need to be something wrong with me as a man if I didn't attempt to make you mine..."
Hearing Vahn's nonchalant assertion, Erza's thighs trembled, her teeth clattering as she resisted the urge to arch her back and surrender to the incredible pleasure washing over her. She had a keen interest in sex and various types of play, but she firmly believed that her virginity should be given to the man she intended to spend the rest of her life with. Thus, as incredible as Vahn's fingers felt, suggesting that his penis would feel even better, she kept telling herself to endure...
Closing Erza's legs and turning her onto her side, Vahn briefly caused her to tense as he lubricated his glans with her pussy juices. Her silence was telling, but since she had clearly established that she wasn't prepared to part with her virginity, he ultimately adjusted the angle of her hips and slid his cock into her ass. She did her utmost to conceal it, but Vahn could tell Erza was disappointed by his last-second change in target, the tension in her neck relaxing, causing her head to softly thump the massage table as she exhaled faintly from her nose. Then, as if remembering that he could see her, she promptly propped herself up on her right elbow and used her left hand to squeeze and spread her left cheek while staring back at him with an alluring smile that failed to completely conceal the annoyance and indecision in her sharp brown eyes...
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