ALL NOVEL Ch 28: Letting off Some Steam
Varian arrived at Rielton, the town where he and Elwen saved a merchant’s daughter and returned her to her family. It was a profitable encounter. This city was also the first they visited in this world, so he could only look at it fondly.
Still, he wasn’t here for long, just passing through. Maybe he should visit Selene and Cira? It might be good to maintain that relationship, but he also had no plans of ever coming back once he left this continent. There was no reason to come back, it was the starter continent. If they wanted to grow, they had to leave. It didn’t matter if it was strength or wealth; There was nothing for them here in the long term. In fact, Varian was already at that point. The few monsters that he stumbled across were laughably weak or ran away before he could even get to them. The Scorakion seemed to be the highest-level monster he could find on this continent, and he already killed it. You can’t kill a dead monster, so he couldn’t get any experience from it unless he found another.
He was wondering if he should wait to sell off all of his loot until he landed on another continent. While Marsburg was the wealthiest town here, maybe he could get a better price elsewhere. Although, that would mean keeping it all with him, which wasn’t ideal. The artifacts were taking up most of the space in his bag, and even with the enchantments it wasn’t exactly light. He decided to try to sell them here, and see what price he could get for them. The monster parts, at least, should be worth quite a bit here. They are from the strongest most on the continent, so they should be rare. Elsewhere, the parts might be more common, or just not as good compared to other available monsters, so he might not get as good of a price.
“Hey handsome, do you want to have a good time?” A sultry voice called out to him. It came from a curvy woman in a red and black dress who stood at the entrance to an alley, just behind him. Her luxurious red hair was tied up in a messy bun with two loose strands framing her round face. Two green eyes stared back at him, giving him a seductive look.
“No thank you.” He didn't have time to play around with a prostitute.
“Come on ~ It'll be fun! I promise!” The woman grabbed onto his arm, pressing hit into her cantaloupe-sized breasts.
“I-um...” While, Varian didn't want to waste time, he had to admit that the woman was very... persuasive. “No, I've got to go.”
“Aw~ why not, mister? Am I not good enough?” The woman stepped forward and started rubbing her soft melons against him.
“That's not...” It was hard for him to resist. She was a very pretty lady, and it had been months since he had rubbed one out. He hadn't even tried it in this body yet. Although, he was confident it worked. The extra size may have been a bit much, though.
“Come on, wait are you waiting for? I know you want this.” The woman whispered in his ear as she rubbed up against his groin, feeling a growing hardness there.
It wouldn't hurt to let off a little steam here, would it? He wasn't sure he would be able to hold off forever. What would happen if he lost it when he finally picked up Elwen? What if he went too hard and she hated him for it?
“How much?” He asked.
“One gold, and we'll do whatever you want for the night.” The woman responded, leaning back a little, giving him a nice view of her body.
He handed her a gold, and she lightly kissed it and dropped it down her cleavage.
“Oops! I seemed to have dropped it. You'll help me find it later, won't you?” She winked at him, lightly pulling him down the alleyway.
It was only a few minutes later that they arrived at her base of operations, a small brothel hidden on a backstreet. The woman swiftly guided him into a room. It was dim, but well decorated. There was a large bed against the wall, which she quickly led him to. She turned around as she reached the foot of the bed, standing between it and him.
“Ah, my name's Silvia. What's yours? I want to know what name I should be screaming tonight...” She said as she licked her lips and staring deeply into his eyes.
“Varian.” He responded, “I'm Varian.”
“Well Varian,” She said, “Let me help you out of those.” She wrapped her arms around him, unbuckling the various straps of his armor. She carefully laid the pieces down on the table as she took them off, constantly moving in a seductive manner. Varian could only stand there, immersed in her sensual movements. He helped a little, unbuckling some of the easier buckles and shaking off some of the larger pieces as they came undone, but he mostly just wanted to watch her.
“I don't think you'll be needing this,” She said as she took his sword, “You have another sword you'll be impaling me with, right?”
When all his armor was gone and his weapons were safely stored, Siliva knelt in front of him. “Let me help you with this,” She said as she unbuckled his belt and freed his growing shaft. “Oh!” She exclaimed as it popped out, “Someone's excited to see me.” She lightly griped his shaft and slowly stroked it, all the while looking up at him and smiling.
She continued to give him a handjob, lightly stimulating him. It was incredibly enjoyable; she was clearly skilled. Or his new body was just that more sensitive. He couldn't focus enough to make up his mind on which one it was as he was filled with pleasure.
Eventually, Silvia stopped stroking. Varian was dismayed by this, until he heard her words. “Well, would you like to help me out of these,” she asked, pulling on the collar of her dress, “Or should I do it myself?”
Varian immediately threw off his shirt, letting his pants fall to the floor. As soon as he stepped out of them he pushed her back onto the bed. “I think I'll just push them out of the way.” He pulled the collar of her dress down, exposing her breasts. He played with them for a bit, enjoying their softness as he moved up her body, until he was directly over her. He enjoyed looking down at her expressions, which were constantly telling him that she wanted more. He stayed there for a few moments, gently playing with her breasts. If he wasn't hard before, he certainly was now.
His hands wandered down her body, tracing the curves as they headed down. His left hand stopped at her hip and pulled up her skirt, while his right continued down, caressing her thigh before moving between her legs. He pulled the thin cloth covering her womanhood to the side, positioning his member at her now-exposed entrance.
“There's... ahhh... a knot... on the side,” Silvia told him in between soft moans and pants, “you can... mmm... pull it. It makes things... ahhmm... easier.”
He found the little bow and pulled on one of the ends, untying it. He grabbed the cloth and threw it to the side. It was no longer needed. He slowly entered her, leaning forward as he did so. His right hand landed by her head, no longer needed at her entrance. He continued pushing into her until she had taken in the entirety of his member. Her legs wrapped around her waist as he started slowly pumping.
“Mhm! Yes! Give it to me!” Silvia exclaimed as he started to speed up. Her cries emboldened him, driving him to go harder.
Not even two minutes from starting, he felt Silvia's hold on him tighten as she started twitching.
'Holy shit, is she already cumming?!' He had been with girls several times in the past, but they never came so quickly.
“Varian... hah... keep... going...” Silvia was panting heavily now, but she still got out her desire for him to continue. He didn't even realize that he had slowed. He quickly remedied his mistake.
They tussled around for a long while, sometimes with Silvia riding him, sometimes with Varian looming over her as he took charge. Eventually, Varian started to feel a massive wave building up inside of him. Every time he got close, Silvia would slow down or shift positions, prevent him from reaching climax. He was still enjoying himself, they would continue normally shortly after, but he wanted to finish. He needed to finish.
He flipped Silvia over one last time, tired of constantly being denied. His hands grabbed her waist, holding her in place as he accelerated pace. Silvia's arms were above her, grabbing her pillow and the headboard, bracing herself.
Varian felt his climax building, like he was just about to reach the summit of amount. His shaft began to twitch as he finally came, shooting strings of hot fluid into her.
Just as he was about to fall forward, he saw a silver glint out of the corner of his eye, shooting towards him.
'A dagger?!' He quickly grabbed Silvia's wrist, blocking it from plunging the dagger into his neck. Another half-second and he would have been a goner. He tried to push the dagger farther away, to some success, but the woman was stronger than she looked.
He turned his attention back down at her, angry and confused at her attempt to kill him. She now had a hateful expression as she struggled to push the dagger into him. His free hand flew to her throat, squeezing at the soft tissue there.
Silvia's other hand grabbed at his wrist, trying to pull it off of her, but his grip was strong and unmoving. He continued to choke her, feeling her slowly lose strength as he overpowered her. He pushed the dagger away, pinning her hand against the bed.
He did not let up the pressure on her neck until she finally fell unconscious. When she did, he flipped her over onto her stomach and tied her hands behind her using the bed sheets. It would have to do for now. He quickly grabbed his equipment and threw his clothes on. He didn't bother with his armor; he didn't know how much time he had until she woke up.
He fished around in his bag of holding, pulling out a bundle of rope. He used it to tie the woman up in a more thorough manner, one in which she couldn't easily escape. Silvia began to wake up, quickly realizing her predicament and struggling to free herself, but she was too late. Varian grabbed the vial of poison that he collected from the Scorakion's tail and poured it down her throat. He was loathe to use the vial in such a manner, but he couldn't have her causing too much trouble.
He needed answers, and he couldn't stay to get them here. Not while he could be in enemy territory. He half expected a group of thugs to break down the door and try to finish the job, but he had no such trouble as he slipped out of the brothel with Silvia flung over his shoulder. The poison seemed to work well, preventing her from struggling. It seemed like she fell asleep, completely unable to resist him. Luckily, it seemed that night had fallen when they were busy inside, and he was hidden from watchful eyes as he carried her away, looking for a nice spot for an interrogation.
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