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Chapter 65 - Laciel and Under the Moonlight (Laciel⭐︎)

"Laciel, sorry to keep you waiting. I'm gonna slide this into you—something infused with everyone's feelings."

I lean over her, covering her body with mine.

"...What sort of time was that, I wonder?"

"I don't know why, but it felt like I had to do it."

My head's spinning. Maybe she was right—it really was a waste of time.
Is it okay to kiss her?
As I hesitate, she wraps her arms around my neck and draws her face close. Her soft lips brush against mine.

"I've finally become Mash's lover."

Laciel smiles.

"...Lover? Is that really okay?"

"Maybe you preferred it forceful? Like with Mizuki?"

Our eyes meet. Not just her—everyone's watching what Laciel and I are doing. A chill runs down my spine.

"No, I mean... is it alright for a goddess to get involved like this with a single human?"

It's a honest question.

"You already know what kind of place I'm in now, right? Even after leaving there, I'm still bound like this. Mash, you're traveling by carriage—what binds you?"

"The world, I guess. Too many restrictions."

I rest my hands on her hips and pull her close. This time, I kiss her first.

"Mash, the moon is beautiful tonight."

"If you're quoting that Meiji-era author from my original world, that's supposed to be his invention. Don't you know the truth?"

At my words, Laciel gives a mischievous smile.

"Mash, confess your feelings to me too. Even ordinary words will do."

"They might not reach this room, but the moon shines on every night."

"It has reached me. Look."

Moonlight streams in through the room's window. She reaches out as if to scoop it up.
I intertwine my fingers with hers and squeeze tight. I kiss her deeply, sucking on her mouth. She responds by clinging to me with her free hand.
We part slightly for breath. I seek her lips again.
I push her down and slip my tongue inside. She meets it with hers, tangling them together.
We savor the slick, soft sensation of each other's tips.

"Mash..."

Our lips separate, but saliva connects us. The strand breaks and drips onto her mouth.
The droplet trails down her cheek.
She touches my head. I run my fingers through her hair—golden waves that flow smoothly as I stroke along them. Silky soft.
My hand moves to her ample breasts. Still that incredible texture.

"Practice again today?"

She must think I'm teasing her.

"This is the real thing."

I bury my face in her cleavage. Laciel seems to understand what I want and presses her breasts together from the sides, squeezing and shaking them for me.
The fluffy sensation brushes my cheeks. I'm drowning in bliss.
My head spins again. I remember my mana is running low. I've lasted much longer than the first time, though.
I sit up and check myself down there. Rock hard, full throttle. Must be her enchanting aura.
I slide my hand over her mound. Golden curls sway as I descend to her slit.
I trace it lightly with my fingers.

"Ah..."



Laciel's breath escapes in a soft gasp.
This time, I explore her shape more deliberately. Parting the folds, I touch her clit, rolling the little nub a few times before trailing down to her entrance.
I slip a finger inside. It's already slick with her juices.
I remember the time Famu and I were both inside her like this.

"You're thinking about another woman, aren't you?"

How do women have such sharp intuition? Maybe it's obvious on my face.
I grip myself and press the tip against her entrance.
She watches intently.

"I'm going in. Brace yourself."

"..."

She gazes at me, lips sealed.

"What's wrong?"

"Mash... hurry."

At her words, I ease myself into her depths.
My tip parts her folds and sinks inside Laciel.

"Ahh!"

She lets out a moan.
Pushing deeper, I reach a barrier resisting the intrusion. When I apply pressure, her face twists.

"Nngh..."

Laciel grabs my skin, nails digging in.
I watch her expression as I thrust all the way in.

"Aaahhh!"

Her walls clench tight around me, squeezing with an intensity that ramps up the pleasure.
I pull back until I'm almost out, then slam forward, burying myself to the hilt.

"Aguh!"

Laciel cries out again.

"Feels perfect. When I tried to pull out, it sucked me right back in."

"W-wait, Mash, wait. It's splitting me... It hurts a little, so just hold still until I calm down."

Laciel says.

"I wanna finish before my mana runs out."

I start with small movements of my hips.

"N-ah! Please wait... Just a bit longer."

No choice—I knead her breasts. Atop her translucent white skin sit pale pink buds. I latch on and roll one with my tongue.

"Ahm..."

Just rubbing and sucking has me even more aroused.

I suck on her breast, then trail my tongue along her neck.
Laciel moans in rhythm with my movements.
Still tender, maybe? The grip on me has eased. Every shift of my body brings her slick folds wrapping around me—indescribably good. They undulate, drawing me deeper. I want to thrust hard and savor every inch.
I can't hold back—I kiss her, pleading.

"Ah..."

Laciel sighs sweetly.

"...Laciel."

"Hee hee, actually, the pain went away a little while ago, and it started feeling good."

Laciel smiles.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"Your desperate face was so cute."

"I'm... cute?"

Come to think of it, she looks about twenty, but she's a goddess who's lived thousands—maybe tens of thousands—of years. I've been treating her like just any woman.
Laciel moves her hand to our joined bodies and touches where we're connected.
She scoops up some of her fluids on her finger—tinged red—and brings it to our lips.

"How is it? The taste of my deflowering."

We lick her finger together while staring into each other's eyes. A faint metallic tang, like blood.

"Mash, I want you to make me feel good now."

She rocks her hips beneath me. I match her rhythm and start thrusting.

"Ahhn, ah, ah, ah, aaah..."

Laciel's moans fill the air.

"Mash... Mash."

She whispers my name in my ear.
I seal her mouth with a kiss, our tongues entwining, saliva mixing. We're blending, becoming one.
I keep thrusting. Sweat drips down. It mingles with hers, melting together.
Each plunge makes wet, obscene sounds from her arousal.

"Mash. It feels so good... Pleasure keeps building, one wave after another."

"Laciel. Me too. I'm close to coming."

"Mash, together... Thrust up from below. Press your belly against my clit!"

I do as she asks, thrusting while listening to her gasps.
At the limit, I release inside her.

"Aaaaaahhhh!"

Laciel lets out a piercing cry.
I grip her hips tight to hold her still, ejaculating deep within. Her walls spasm in sync with my pulses, contracting wildly.

"Laciel..."

Spent, I pull her close and beg for a kiss. She obliges, leaning in.
My vision sways. Mana's almost gone.

"So this is what human intimacy is like."

Laciel says as our lips part.

"What do you mean? Isn't it the same for gods?"

"We don't have forms like this. Unless it's a vow or something."

"So this wasn't your first time?"

"It is. You're my first lover. From now on, treat me like one—cherish me."

In her eternal time, how do I—a mere blink—appear to her?
I ponder as consciousness fades.

"Wait!"

It's Kalpana.

"Our clan has lived dreaming of the day we'd serve you again, Lady Laciel. Please, grant us the revelation we need to survive."

She's kneeling naked, head bowed deeply. I almost want her to step on me—feels like I'm awakening to a new kink. The view from behind must show everything; I could tease that hole.

"...Mash. Any pressing enemies?"

"Yeah, a swarm of Big Hoppers coming from the west. Gotta protect the city."

It feels like ancient history, that daytime talk.

"Then let's take a look."

"Can't. No mana left. I feel sick."

"In that case, Mizuki-san, lend your mana."

"Huh...? What?"

As Mizuki hesitates, Laciel holds her hand over her forehead. She collapses as if falling asleep, motionless.

"Hey, if you can do that, take mana from someone other than me."

"I can only do it from you and Mizuki-san. And a little from those bound to you both."

"I see."

Can't use it mid-battle by siphoning from allies like that.

"Let's go then. Open the window."

Suddenly, Laciel's perched on a spear that appeared out of nowhere, draped in a rainbow-sheened feathered robe.
Kalpana flings the window wide, and she leaps out, soaring into the sky.
Kalpana and I watch her from the window.
A goddess floating in the moonlight, astride her spear.
She raises her hand toward the western sky and swings it down.
Hundreds, thousands of arrows materialize from nowhere, streaking west. Their tips gleam like shooting stars in the moonlight, vanishing into the distance.
As we gaze at the ethereal sight, Laciel returns.

"Did you see? My soldiers—arrows loosed by your ancestors."

"...Yes."

Kalpana nods.

"You haven't inherited that power."

Cursed to wander without it—utterly unfair.

"Are we... am I just a burden?"

Laciel answers her smile with one of her own.

"Then seek the words of the god sleeping in this land."

"Mash."

She calls my name. No good—my mind's fogging. I can't hold on.

"What?"

"Mizuki-san's mana wasn't enough to do much. I just aimed west. Good luck with the rest."

Figures. I have no idea where the monster horde is. Even if daytime scouting barely spotted them dozens of kilometers away, hitting that is beyond me. If she could, I'd be invincible.

"Laciel... I remembered something I wanted to ask. The Demon King... he's really gone, right?"

There were other questions, but please, Myra—wake up.

"Defeat the Demon King."

"Damn, are you some background NPC? No bugs, right!"

Her voice echoes distantly. Mine sounds far-off too. Is it even reaching?

"Oh, and I majorly revised 'The World's Guide'—make sure to read it properly."

"Yeah... the day Mizuki and I were summoned... you prepared that video, right? I want to... see it."

Consciousness dissolves into darkness.