Chapter 401 – 13.5 Secret Service Agent Arsil Hides Lewdness Behind Cool Cool

“Ruler!”

– Damn!

Arsil took her hands off the pants dance and frowned at the sound of applause ringing in her ears. Just when I was perplexed by his gesture that aroused the atmosphere out of nowhere, Cassano brought up a story.

“All that remains is to wait… Shall we talk over a drink in the meantime?”

“… Not a bad idea.”

Cassano, who was momentarily taken aback by Arsil’s touch, and he, who did not want to give Arsil the initiative, decided to regain the initiative by asking Arsil what he was curious about instead of breaking the strange atmosphere.

“Here is the whiskey the previous agents kept.”

“Oh… “

When Arsil shakes it slightly, a brown liquid oozes out. At first glance, the intensity seemed poisonous, so Cassano thought it was perfect for the story, so he dragged a chair and sat down.

– Tak, Tak, Tak.

As Arsil’s small hands move quickly, two glasses and a bottle are placed on the table. Hmmm, Arsil sat down on the chair with a snorting sound. He bent down and placed his large breasts on the table and started pouring whiskey into a glass.

-Gulp.

“It smells good.”

“Iknow, right… “

Elbows trembling while pouring whiskey, heavy breasts swaying lightly. How would it feel if you buried your face in it, how would it feel if you violently kneaded it the way you wanted.

Cassano, who was excited about the biggest breast size of a woman he had ever hugged, gazed at her breasts tenaciously without knowing that Arsil was looking at her.

“You worked hard, Arsil.”

“You worked hard.”

-Chaeeng!

Glasses collided with a roaring sound, and a few drops of whiskey splattered on the back of his hand. Arsil quickly shook her glass, then licked and wiped away the flowing whiskey like a habit, and Cassano and her eyes met.

“Cute.”

“… Is that so.”

As anger and drunkenness came to her, Arsil, a boldness that she didn’t even know existed.

She was the only one staying in this temporary shelter anyway, and it was an environment where it was natural for those who hesitated to be eaten, so Arsil decided to show everything without hiding any more.

“… Let’s have a drink.”

“Yes.”

Arsil, who wanted a strange air current that flowed before sharing her glass. All she could do was pour a mountain of her liquor into her makeshift abode and knock Cassano over, so she smiled strangely as she looked at her tall, fragrant glass.

Just like that, one, two, three, empty bottles were created, and by the time the smell of alcohol filled the temporary shelter, which had only been filled with the smell of dust, the two of them chatted loudly, thumped, thumped the table, sat next to each other and drank from the bottle. The height started to run wild.

“Huh, I’m glad Cassano-sama came. Perhaps, without Cassano-sama, she could have been sunk by Regina and sold as her slave. Ah… “

“You’re serving the same prince. I’m OK.”

A conversation that doesn’t mesh, but Arsyl forced the conversation to find the point where the cog meshes even in her whirling field of vision.

“You’re right! The prince does not discriminate against his subordinates because they are prisoners, but prioritizes his abilities and places them in the right places at the right time. He is a very grateful person who guided me when I was being discriminated against and used me with great care!”

“It’s discrimination… I don’t understand why they discriminate against prisoners.”

Three wives, three wives! Arsil gave a soft smile to Cassano, who smiled sadly as he stroked her table, and she explained in a calm voice.

“… Isn’t that gross? The darker the blood of beastmen, the more animal characteristics stand out. I… In addition, the wings are developed and a lot of biological characteristics are reflected.”

‘Then are Eruka, Tsuruka, and Haruna on the light side?’

Cassano, who did not notice anything animal-like about the women staying in Hinera Village, except for her estrus, tail, ears, and habits, looked closely at the woman in front of her eyes and praised her with a smile.

“It’s just cute.”

“… With bird’s feet, not human feet… Girl… “

The hard shell of Arsil, which always insisted on talking in Nida, breaks and reveals its soft flesh. Cassano, who was stimulated by Arsil’s weak smile showing her weak side, pulled a chair and put her shoulder on Arsil, and glanced at her feet.

Then Arsil’s voice was heard.

“No, that’s what it says. Of course- nu, you might think the eyes are disgusting, the wings are very big, and the body is useless, smiling… “

The more you speak, the more your body highlights its flaws. Obviously, it was a topic chosen to arouse intimacy by sharing commonalities with her wives… Arsil frowned at her sharp eyes, worried that Cassano might hate him for nothing.

“Hmm… Then I have a question for you.”

“Tell me.”

“There is total excretion intensity!”

-Suddenly!

Her sharp claws, forged like daggers, scratched Cassano’s nose and, thrashing, even pushed her back. Despite what she had done, Arsil shoved her, pushed the chair to her feet and screamed at her with her fresh red face.

“Aaaaa Kyaaaaa! Like that, like that, like that!”

“There is?”

Cassano, grinning her luckily clutching her unbaked nose, Arsil exclaimed to her surging chagrin.

“No! It’s the same as a normal human woman!!!”

“Ah, that’s right.”

“Wings and eyes! Just her claws and innate senses! How, huh, such, such a word!”

“They are advantages.”

“… A lie, it seems.”

Cassano’s compliments, sweet enough to clear her dull-witted head from her drunkenness. But Arsil, who was jealous of Cassano’s behavior in Wedge-tooth Harbor, began to reveal all her jealous moments for the first time.

“Even though I said that I had three prisoners as my father and wife, I committed pirates, flirted with Lady Raybon, kissed me, and touched my body. Even so, Cassano-sama didn’t touch me until the end… “

Gulp, her mouth goes dry and her hands tremble. Actually, she had never shivered like this in her entire life, and she had never felt so refreshed.

In a life where she was persecuted and pointed at by her for being a prisoner, the first thing Arsil learned was to be patient.

But she is different now, she pours out the feelings she has endured to the man she has longed for, reveals her sadness, spreads her wings and seduces him to look at me. She was actually feeling happy even though the emotional dam had broken and she was pouring out all her anger.

“Is it disgusting because I am a prisoner, Regina… Comparing that vicious pirate and Lady Filia with me, of course… “

“Ah, that’s so damn ugly.”

“Huh?”

Arsil, slithering and stomping on his feet, clinging to her arms like melted cotton candy, pouting her lips, squealing in uneasiness and displaying jealousy. Every time her feet sway, her large breasts move up and down, and her moist orange eyes radiate an exclusive desire for me.

Cassano wondered what kind of man would not look like this and not look down on him.

With the sweaty brown hair that flowed from the nape of his neck, Cassano, who was disheveled with his fingers, pulled Arsil’s little hair and held it to his chest, gently supporting Arsil’s voluptuous ass to lift Arsil.

-Fluff!

Arsil, who came naturally to Cassano’s lap, she hoped for, but was a little frightened by the momentum of the relationship’s increasingly uncontrollable relationship. But she couldn’t back down, she finally grabbed Cassano’s collar and buried her face in his chest.

“Listen to your face.”

“… “

As she raised her head to the touch of her chin caressing her chin, she looked up at Arsil’s eyes, the glittering lust in her man’s desire to prey on me. I was delighted.

She wasn’t alone in her feelings.

“I put up with it because we were in a position to work together, but was that so disappointing and sad? Then… “

Ugh, a large hand poking between the white blouse. Arsil trembled as her hot hands gripped her breasts, which were dripping with sweat from her drunkenness, and drew her legs together.

“Can I touch you?”

I want to grab the big sucker and squeeze it, put it in her mouth, suck the tip, and enjoy Arsil’s disheveled face.

Arsil, who could convey Cassano’s thoughts just by looking at her face, felt the tip of her chest swell at her rough seams and tried to calm down at the thump, thump, sound of her raging heart.

“That’s it.”

“Can you feel it?”

– Back, back, back, back.

“Huh… !”

Cassano, out of nowhere, grabs her by the waist and rubs her groin. Arsil pierced her hips and groin through her uniform pants with a hard iron rod poking at her, and the intelligence disappeared from her intelligent eyes.

“Huh, heuh, heuh, heuh… “

With her body heating up like a hot iron rod and her drunkenness, her head turned white and her thoughts gone, Arsil took off her jacket and blouse, rubbed her lewd breasts against the firm male body, and gently hugged her.

The limit of the beast tribe.

Arsil, who was in heat like a beast, just like a mere beast, squeezed her sparse words that came to her mind and kissed the nape of Cassano’s neck.

“Ah… “

The red mark left on the solid neck, the strange wound that was bigger than a mosquito bite and on the verge of bruising. Arsil, who knew what it meant, whispered in a languid voice, adding traces to the marks left by other females.

“If… Do you know?”

“What?”

Jureuk-

Transparent drool running down her lips, her breasts only being massaged while being hugged, but already flooded and damp genitals, and her pitiful body burning hot as if on fire.

Arsil, who knew better than anyone that she would have to be held by this male to quench this fire, decided to fuel her inflamed Cassano desire.

“… It is said that owls mate 365 days a year, regardless of the estrous period… “

Spinning around, Cassano turned her body around at Arsil’s words. The swollen pants dance pressed the tip of the glans on the soft belly—that is, the place where the womb was located—and rubbed the tip as if marking it.

Pierced by Cassano’s lewdness, which aimed precisely at the place where her womb was located, shook her shoulder and shook her, actually pushed her foot, which she thought was ugly, into his groin, crossed her ankles and reversed. Grabbed Cassano’s leg.

A hotly heated space, females and males who can no longer retreat. The two of them covet each other’s lips wildly, tearing off each other’s clothes until they become rags.