■ Barnett is very affectionate □
After finishing a passionate encounter with Dorothy in the garden and heading inside, Barnett was waiting in the living room.
“Are you done?”
It seemed she had caught on to what happened between Dorothy and me in the garden.
“Yeah.”
Scratching the back of my head with an awkward expression, I answered. Barnett then gestured for Dorothy and me, who were standing awkwardly by the entrance, to come and sit down.
“I’m not going to scold you for cutting in line. It doesn’t really matter who goes first anyway.”
Barnett said this with a serious expression.
“I support Dorothy having a baby.”
“…You heard that too?”
“Actually, I finished the dishes and went out for a walk, but I saw you two having a serious conversation, so I hid and listened.”
I had no idea.
Truly, she is the strongest swordmaster of the Demon King’s Army.
“I’m not planning to have one right away, but once Oz stabilizes, I’ll consider it. But why do you suddenly support Dorothy having a baby?”
Barnett then rubbed her stomach with a bitter expression.
“I’m technically a dead person. Even though I was revived as a Dullahan, I can’t have children with another race.”
“So you’re saying you’re infertile?”
“Yeah. So if we want a child between us, we’d have to adopt. Or I could become the second mother to a child someone else gives birth to.”
It was a serious concern, so I couldn’t easily respond.
I had indeed never heard of a Dullahan having a child.
A life that ends in one generation.
But Barnett, who still retains her memories of being human, seemed to want a child just like Dorothy.
Well, I could understand that psychology.
Barnett had been alone for 300 years, so it made sense that she wanted to start a family now.
Of course, even if I understood her story, all of this would only be possible if Dorothy agreed.
Not knowing what her response would be, I subtly tried to gauge her reaction. Surprisingly, Dorothy readily agreed to Barnett’s request.
“Alright. If I ever have a child, I’ll appoint you as the second mother.”
I cautiously asked from the side.
“…Are you okay with that?”
Dorothy shrugged and replied.
“Eventually, children from Ozma and Camilla will be born too. When that happens, we’ll naturally co-parent, so why be difficult about it?”
Barnett looked at Dorothy with a touched expression.
“Dorothea…”
“What’s with that look? It’s creepy, so stop it.”
Dorothea said this, looking disgusted, and then stomped up the stairs to the second floor.
“I’ll be upstairs, so you two can do whatever you want!”
She even left the room to give Barnett and me some space. Maybe Dorothy isn’t a witch but an angel?
Anyway, thanks to that, only Barnett and I were left in the living room.
Since the five of us live together, it’s rare to have a one-on-one situation like this.
Usually, someone is always around.
But now, neither Camilla, Ozma, nor Dorothy were here.
As the atmosphere settled, Barnett seemed a bit shy.
“So, what should we do?”
Her expression was so cute that I chuckled and approached her.
“What else? Let’s do it.”
Barnett blushed slightly and nodded.
[[#]]Barnett was the most feminine among the four women living together.
To someone who doesn’t know, this might sound strange, but compared to Camilla’s bluntness, Ozma’s rigidity, and Dorothy’s sharp tongue, Barnett’s personality is like a fairy.
Except when she’s fighting, she usually feels like a cute newlywed.
And perhaps because she’s starved for human warmth, she’s the most affectionate among the four.
Just like now.
“Hehe.”
Even though I was just holding her naked, Barnett seemed to like it, smiling softly.
While she’s sharp when managing the household, at times like this, she’s no different from a big child.
“Should I pet you a bit more?”
“Yeah.”
But from my perspective, just being skin-to-skin like this wasn’t bad at all.
I had been exhausted since morning, so I needed time to recover my stamina.
Gently stroking her ponytail, which swayed like a puppy’s tail, I hugged Barnett tighter, feeling her ample chest press against my skin.
Her soft, white, and smooth breasts.
After two years of countless touches, imagining their texture wasn’t hard even without touching them.
After about 10 minutes of hugging, we finally started kissing.
Mwah- Mwah-
At first, it was just pecks.
I playfully kissed Barnett’s face lightly, and when she giggled, I started a deep kiss.
“Mwah-”
Barnett looked at me with a surprised expression.
But soon, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer.
Naturally, our bodies leaned back against the sofa, with Barnett below and me on top in a mounted position.
After a long deep kiss, when our lips parted, a silver thread of saliva stretched between us.
I licked the corner of Barnett’s saliva-covered mouth with my tongue and then naturally moved down to her neck.
“Ah! That tickles!”
Barnett squirmed but didn’t push me away.
Probably because if she used her full strength, I might get hurt.
Ignoring her almost meaningless resistance, I licked the pink nipple at the end of her breast.
“Ahh!”
Unlike before, Barnett was now writhing in pleasure.
Her sweet voice echoed in my ears, and I felt a surge of energy.
But since she wasn’t fully warmed up yet, I teased her breast with one hand while using the other to play with her clitoris.
As I attacked both spots simultaneously, Barnett’s waist began to tremble.
It was the precursor to an orgasm.
In that state, when I suddenly pinched her clitoris, Barnett’s back arched like a bow.
Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
Her juices gushed out like a water gun.
“Haah, haah, haah, haah.”
Perhaps due to the overwhelming pleasure, Barnett gasped for breath, her eyes dazed as she stared at the living room ceiling.
It seemed like she was ready, so I grabbed Barnett’s legs and spread them apart.
Her pink flesh twitched, urging me to hurry and insert my cock.
“I’m going in.”
“Yeah.”
Hearing my words, Barnett shyly nodded.
Without hesitation, I thrust my fully erect cock deep into her pussy in one go.
‘Ugh… It’s tight.’
Even though I thought I had loosened her muscles enough with foreplay, Barnett’s pussy was tighter than expected.
Despite the ample lubrication, when I tried to pull out slightly, the folds inside clung tightly, making it hard to move.
Gritting my teeth, I thrust my hips hard, and Barnett let out a moan.
“Ahhh! Harder!”
I started thrusting roughly, as she wanted.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
Each time her soaked thighs slapped against her buttocks, lewd sounds echoed.
After a while in the missionary position, I added a cushion under her waist to lift her hips slightly.
Then, I mercilessly thrust into Barnett’s pussy, which was still steaming.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Ahhh! Ahhh!”
I slammed down from above, putting all my weight into it.
Barnett, unable to handle the deeper penetration, let out animalistic moans with her tongue hanging out.
I groped her ample breasts while thrusting, and when Barnett’s head fell to the floor from the impact, I picked it up and kissed her.
“Mwah! Mwah! Mwah! Mwah!”
Barnett’s insides gradually tightened.
And I felt a tingling sensation in my spine.
It was the signal of ejaculation.
Barnett seemed to feel it too, as she spread her pussy wider and said.
“Cum! Plant Caldrasch’s seed in the deepest part!”
“Ugh!”
Bang!!
Squirt- Squirt- Squirt- Squirt-
Semen gushed out endlessly, as if I were peeing.
The semen flowed down her curved waist at high speed, filling her womb.
“Haah, haah, haah, haah.”
A sense of exhaustion, like after a long marathon, washed over me, so I lay still, catching my breath.
Finally, after squeezing out the last drop into her womb, I pulled my cock out of her pussy.
‘This is tough.’
I had already ejaculated about 10 times since morning.
Even with my steel-like stamina, this was quite exhausting.
As I collapsed into Barnett’s arms, her body, now separated from her head, gently stroked my hair.
I breathed in her fragrant scent and slowly closed my eyes in her warm, motherly embrace.
