I smiled like a villain from a novel, then began to move my hips.
"Aahhh!! Yes… ♥AHhhh!"
****
—"Fine, aren't you sleeping yet? It's already night."
Fine, who had been completely absorbed in something, flinched in surprise and quickly hid under the blanket.
"I was just about to sleep, Mom!"
—"Are you sure? You said you wanted to return to knight training soon. So rest properly and get well quickly. Don't do anything else—just sleep."
"Yes!"
As soon as her mother's presence faded beyond the door, Fine peeked out from under the blanket once more.
She had injured her leg while training alone and was now resting at home until she recovered.
But in her eyes, rest felt like a setback. To become a great knight, even a moment of idleness seemed like a waste.
'I'll definitely become a great knight like Miss Agnes.'
Fine sat upright on the bed, just as she had before her mother walked in. Then she closed her eyes and focused on channeling the mana within her body.
She always thought of Agnes—dignified and full of pride—as her role model and inspiration.
"Huh! Haaaaa!"
But only for a brief moment.
'…Should I just read a little?'
She slid down to the foot of the bed, still drowsy, and pulled out a book.
It was a copied version of a popular novel from the human era before their extinction. Books like these occasionally made their way—knowingly or not—into the hands of curious elves.
The one Fine held was a romance novel. It told the story of a human man and an elf woman falling in love.
Though dark elves interacted with humans more often, the concept of romantic love was still unfamiliar to most elves. To Fine, human romance felt fresh and intriguing.
'What does real love even feel like?'
It was a love different from the kind shared with family or the admiration one held for a mentor.
'It sounds so beautiful… I think I'd like to experience it at least once. But I'm not sure how I really feel about it yet.'
'I promised to sleep early tonight… Just ten more pages!'
But that promise quickly faded. Fine kept reading, clutching the book until the night gave way to morning.
—
[MC POV]
"Huh! Hmm♥ huh… ♥Hah…!"
Agnes's moans echoed through the room.
Freed at last from the weight of her guilt, she no longer held back. She let her voice rise without hesitation, filling the space with all the sound she had kept buried for so long.
"Huh…Agnes…!?"
I was vigorously thrusting inside Agnes pussy, who was down on all fours on the bed like a bitch.
She was so tight that I could see the flesh of her pussy coming out, sticking to my dick, so I couldn't slow down the piston.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
"Ugh! ♥ Ugh! ♥It's deep there… ♥Ugh!"
"Your pussy is so tight…!"
We had been fucking nonstop for hours.
Agnes no longer had to hold back her desires, and her pussy hole wanted a cock more than ever, and I responded by ejaculating several times.
For your information, all the cum was in Agnes' stomach.
I couldn't cum inside her pussy yet because of the possibility of pregnancy, and I didn't want to dirty the room, so I cummed into her mouth every time.
Of course, it was not only for efficiency reasons but also because it was exciting to cum in her mouth, like using a cumdump toilet whenever she was needed.
When I thought of the sperm sloshing around in Agnes' stomach every time it collided with my dick, my back naturally tightened.
Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Hmm ♥ Ugh… ♥ Aahhh….!"
"You sound like a sow again. Does my dick feel that good?"
"Yes ♥. It feels good… But I can't help it because of the dark elf's instincts… Ugh!"
"Yeah, yeah. I heard about that earlier."
"And I… Ugh! ♥ I don't do it because sex feels good, but to save my knight sisters… Ugh! ♥"
"You mentioned that before."
I listened to Agnes' shameful excuses, but my eyes were fixed on her trembling, beautiful body shaking before me.
Her body was shaking violently every time I pistoned my dick into her pussy.
Her skin was a rich, glossy brown. It looked so tempting, almost like freshly baked bread.
In addition, her slim waistline and smooth back without any blemishes also attracted attention, and the large side breasts that were visible even from behind exuded presence.
No matter how I think about it, her body seems to have been created to be devoted to a man.
However, what made me feel that thought the most strongly was her pussy walls tightening, unable to resist my desire for a cock.
"Aahhh ♥ Aahhh….Mmmmm ♥ Hahhh…!"
"Your pussy is really delicious. Just quit being a knight commander and become my sex slave. I will never abandon you, and I will fuck you for the rest of my life."
"Aahhh ♥ don't talk nonsense… Cumming! That will never happen… Aahhh ♥!"
"Don't regret it later!"
Chuck! Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
Slap!! Slap!! Slap!! Slap!!
"Aahhhhh!"
Due to my increased movements, her arms supporting the upper body collapsed.
She buried her face in the pillow she was hugging, rocking her ass back and forth in time to my cock going in and out.
"Aahhh ♥ Ahhhhhh ♥ Nghhh ♥"
The moment I was close to my limit, Agnes climaxed first. I then simply turned her over and rammed my dick into her mouth.
As soon as I put my dick in her mouth, her lips and tongue sucked it as if they were used to it.
Thanks to this, even though I had already cum a lot, a lot of semen poured out.
Gulp… Gulp…
After all of my cum had been swallowed down Agnes' throat, I slowly pulled my waist back.
Of course, it was a move to get my dick out, but I could barely escape because her lips were tight around my dick.
That wasn't all.
Agnes, who had turned her head to avoid my eyes, even opened her legs slightly to accommodate me.
"I feel like I've done so much already. Is it still not enough for you?"
"That's not what I meant. But if you're not satisfied here, you might end up messing around with another knight sister..."
As she fumbled for excuses, her eyes kept drifting to my dick, which still brimmed with energy.
Despite her words, her gaze was filled with desire.
Seeing that, a wicked smile crept onto my face before I even realized it.
'She is almost there.'
Meanwhile, her pussy hole was filled with moisture as if begging for my dick.
I pretended I couldn't win and inserted my dick inside her begging pussy again and moved it with all my might.
—
The next morning, Agnes opened the door to head to the military parade ground and was startled to see several elves already waiting there. They were supposed to be at the parade ground, but instead, they stood right outside.
"Why are you here?" she asked.
"...I'm sorry. I came because I was worried he might have done something to you last night," one of her subordinates replied, her voice heavy with regret and concern.
Agnes responded, "If you were that anxious, you could have come directly to see me."
"There's nothing to worry about. I don't mind anything if it's for the sake of protecting the Knights. And I told you—I'll definitely find a way. Just trust me and wait."
"...Yes, Captain."
"Alright then, let's head to the parade ground."
The expressions on the elves' faces had improved slightly, but their concern hadn't completely lifted.
Agnes understood what they were feeling. She stepped forward with purpose, hoping that by showing her strength, she could ease their worries.
'As long as I show them I'm okay, my sisters will feel reassured too.'
But despite her intentions, the unease among her unit only deepened over time.
Since the incident in the cave, Dayke—who had been secretly involved with Agnes—had started calling for her openly. He no longer hid it from the other elves.
Even during self-training hours at the parade ground, he would take Agnes straight to his room.
"I told you not to call me in front of my knight sisters," she said.
"Why not? It's not like they don't already know what's going on," Dayke replied casually.
"They're worried..."
"As long as you don't falter, there's nothing to worry about, right?"
"That's true, but... Aahhhh!"
As soon as Dayke's hand touched her chest, Agnes let out a soft, involuntary sound, betraying her earlier hesitation.
Her body had already responded to the situation, full of heat and lewd anticipation.
When Dayke fucked her, any lingering thoughts about the other knights training outside quickly faded from her mind.
—
This relationship continued even outside of training.
During an important mission to investigate the forest and eliminate any remaining goblin threats, Dayke's desires didn't waver.
It was a serious operation, but his obsession with Agnes never paused.
"Vice-Captain, I'm sorry, but could you take command of the Knight sisters for a while?"
"Is it because of him again?"
Agnes stayed silent.
"Of course I can't agree to that. Let's face him together. I can't stand watching you being treated like a sex object any longer."
Her words were heartfelt—an earnest plea from someone who cared deeply.
But Agnes still refused.
"No. Like I've said before, he's not someone we can confront directly. Please bear with me until I find a way."
"...Alright."
It wasn't the first time she had given that answer.
But this time, something felt different to the vice-captain.
She noticed a faint blush on Agnes' cheeks.
Her voice had softened, no longer carrying the firm resolve it once did.
'No way… could it be?'
For a brief moment, the vice-captain suspected the unthinkable.
But she quickly shook the thought away.
Her captain was someone with a will of steel—someone who could endure any hardship.
There's no way she would give in to something like lust.
"Well then, I'll be back soon. Don't worry about me."
"Yes, Captain..."
—
A few more days passed. It was evening, and the knights had finished their daily routines.
The vice-captain was on her way to the lounge inside the barracks—a space designed for rest and conversation, often visited by the elf knights during their free time.
"No, seriously, it's true."
"Stop it. If the captain or vice-captain hears you, you'll get in serious trouble."
The moment she stepped inside, a conversation caught her attention—one she couldn't ignore.
Silently, she walked up to the group of knights who hadn't yet noticed her presence.
"What are you talking about?"
"Ah! Vice-captain!?"
"It's nothing—really!"
"I've already heard more than enough. You might as well just tell me the rest."
Her calm but firm tone left them no choice. One of the hesitant elves finally spoke up.
"Well… it's just… the leader has seemed a little different lately."
"How so?"
"It almost feels like… she enjoys being called out by that man. I mean—that's what someone said! I personally don't believe she would ever be like that!"
She went quiet. But the elf, clearly convinced of her own perception, continued.
"I really hope I'm wrong. But lately, when she goes to see him—or comes back—she actually seems… in a good mood."
Another elf chimed in, supporting the claim.
"Honestly, I feel the same way. The two of them have been spending more and more time together. The captain's attitude toward him has changed—it's become much softer."
One after another, the other elves nodded in agreement.
The vice-captain felt her thoughts grow tangled. The strange feeling she had sensed before now felt less like imagination and more like confirmation.
Still, she wanted to trust her leader. She wasn't ready to jump to conclusions.
"Alright. I understand your concerns. But don't go spreading speculation. If you're not sure, keep it to yourselves."
Without another word, she left the lounge and returned to her room.
She tried to calm her restless mind, but her thoughts kept circling back to the captain's unfamiliar expression and the rumors she'd just heard.
Hours passed. Sleep wouldn't come.
Eventually, she got up from bed.
'Maybe some fresh air will help clear my head.'
Just as she opened the door, she saw someone walking by. It was Agnes.
"Vice-captain? What are you doing at this hour…"
"Just stepping out for some air. Captain… Are you going to see him again?"
Agnes averted her eyes. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and she gave a small nod instead of answering.
With the conversation from the lounge still fresh in her mind, the vice-captain couldn't help but see something more in Agnes's expression—almost as if she were eager.
"I see. Well, don't go too far."
"…Yes, Captain."
The way Agnes quickly turned and walked off—it was as though she couldn't get to Dayke fast enough.
Watching her disappear into the night, the vice-captain felt more troubled than ever.
She gave up on her walk and went back to bed, but her thoughts wouldn't stop.
'No way… Could the captain really…?'
Agnes's changed expression haunted her.
The more she tried to deny it, the louder her doubts became.
Eventually, she sat up again.
'I have to see it for myself.'
Determined, she made her way to the basement of the barracks.
It was a place she had never had reason to visit before—once abandoned and now avoided for the things that went on there.
The hallway was dark and eerie. Just walking through it felt suffocating, and a sickening fear crept up inside her.
At the end of the corridor, she reached the room.
She pressed her ear to the door. Muffled, obscene sounds came through, making her heart race with anxiety.
'No… it can't be.'
Even now, she clung to hope.
The captain must be resisting. She wouldn't give in to Dayke.
She must be enduring it—fighting against whatever influence he had.
But when she quietly peered through the slight opening in the door, that final hope shattered.
What she saw—what Agnes was doing—left no room for doubt.
The truth was right before her eyes.
"Ahhhh! Aahhh ♥ I like your cock… ♥ Fuck me harder…!"
Agnes was being fucked by a human man and making a sound that she had never heard before.