Chapter 49

Here is the English translation based on the provided glossary:

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Episode 49

Little Night

049 ? Little Night #4

As I spread Luna Noxdotty’s tightly closed p*ssy open and gazed at it in awe, a small voice came from her face buried in the pillow.

“D-Don’t… spread it so wide…! It’s… embarrassing…”

“Ah, yeah, sorry. It’s my first time seeing one, so…”

When I sniffed curiously, Luna trembled as if startled.

“D-Don’t smell it—!”

“You sniff mine too. Anyway, it’s my first time, so I’m just curious.”

“H-Hassan… is it really your first time too…?”

Her question made me think deeply. While it was my first time seeing a woman’s parts, if she was asking whether I had any experience at all, the answer wasn’t exactly no.

But the incident with the witch Nemea was just that—an incident. It probably shouldn’t count. Most importantly, there was no emotional connection back then.

So, I decided to treat today as my first real experience.

“Yeah… It’s my first time too.”

“I-I’m relieved… Since I’m clumsy… I was worried you might not be satisfied… Um, mine… doesn’t look weird or anything, right…?”

“It’s really pretty. So much that I want to lick it. Speaking of which, I’m gonna taste you now.”

“H-Huh!? W-Wait, ah! Nnnggh—!”

Slurp, slurp.

I ran my tongue over Luna’s small, swollen labia and clitoris, focusing especially on her clit.

Though inexperienced, I knew very well how sensitive and delicate this area was for women.

As I swirled my broad tongue over it clockwise, Luna shuddered violently, squeezing her thighs together. The grip was so tight it felt like a headlock, making my head ache—I hadn’t realized her legs were this strong.

“Ahh! Nngh—!”

Slurp, shlurp.

But my wet tongue never stopped exploring her soaked folds.

The sharp minty scent mixed with the musky pheromones was intoxicating—I could lick her all day.

And above all, Luna’s reactions were so intense that I grew more confident.

“Ahh—! Ngh! Haaah…!”

Not that my technique was particularly skilled—maybe her body was just highly sensitive. She had always been ticklish, after all.

A fact I’d read in Father’s research books flashed through my mind: Women who are easily tickled tend to feel s*xual pleasure more intensely.

“Nngh! D-Deeper, Hassan…!”

As I licked further inside her spread-open slit, enjoying the sensation of her hymen, Luna spoke up. I pulled back to ask:

“Does it hurt?”

“N-Not really…”

“Then can you relax your legs? They’re crushing my head. Hold your knees and spread them wide—like a frog.”

“B-But it’s embarrassing…”

“Now.”

At my urging, Luna hesitantly hugged her thighs into an M-shape.

Whoosh—

Before me lay her plump thighs, slender calves, the perfect symmetry of her ankles and soles… and in the center, her now fully spread, pink, pretty p*ssy.

Throb—

Below it, her tightly clenched, shy anus also caught my attention.

Before I knew it, my finger was resting against her backdoor.

“…N-Not there!”

Luna clamped her legs shut in a panic, making me quickly pull my hand away.

“Why, why not?”

“J-Just… not there…”

“O-Okay, got it.”

Honestly, if she suddenly touched my a**, I’d probably be flustered too. Since it’s our first time, something soft and gentle is better.

So, I replaced my finger with my thumb, swirling it over her clit instead.

The sticky, slippery warmth of her arousal mixed with my saliva was indescribable—like caressing a warm mollusk, though not quite the same.

“Hah! Nngh—! Haaah…!”

There was no doubt this was Luna’s sweet spot.

Every brush of my thumb made her body tremble, her already stiff nipples turning even harder.

“M-My stomach feels weird… H-Hassan, is this… really your first time?”

Was she complimenting me? It made me strangely happy—maybe my natural dexterity helped here.

Part of me wanted to slip a finger inside her tight walls.

But shoving even a finger into a virgin’s depths on her first time probably wasn’t right.

So, I untied the knot fastening my pants instead.

Shoomp—

My throbbing, rock-hard c*ck sprang up, standing tall enough to touch my navel.

“Luna, you’re really sure about this?”

I had to ask one last time. Once I entered her, there’d be no going back. Maybe this was her final chance. Not that I wouldn’t be heartbroken if she refused now.

Rustle—

Luna peeked out from the pillow, her emerald eyes glinting like gemstones in the candlelight—adorable.

“…I-Is that… gonna fit?” she stammered.

I was above average in girth and length, but for someone as small as Luna, it must’ve looked massive.

Honestly, I wasn’t sure either if my c*ck would fit into her tiny, tense body. Would it reach her navel if I went all the way?

“I… I’m scared…”

She trembled like a frightened rabbit, her pink braids swaying nervously.

“…B-But if it’s you, Hassan… I-I’ll try to endure…”

Permission granted.

Gripping my shaft, I knelt between her spread thighs, rubbing my glans over her labia and clit like I’d seen in media—because I wanted to.

Schlick, schlick—

“H-Hot…!”

My overheated c*ck must’ve felt scorching against her.

Then, spreading her thighs wider, I gripped the base of my length and slowly pushed inside.

The sensation of slick, soft heat enveloping my sensitive head was overwhelming.

“Nngh—!”

Luna bit back a pained whimper, her thighs quivering. It hurt more than I expected—had my foreplay been lacking?

Just as I began pulling back—

“…I-It’s okay… I can take it…”

Had she sensed my hesitation? Her reassurance made my chest ache—I nearly teared up.

Well, something else was closer to bursting first.

Adjusting a pillow under her hips for better alignment, I murmured:

“Breathe deep. In… and out.”

“…Haaah…”

As Luna exhaled, I thrust in slowly, inch by inch.

“Penetrating” didn’t quite capture it—my burning, rigid length was carving through her snug, wet, velvety folds.

“Ngh… Hah… Hngh…!”

Beneath me, Luna focused on her breathing like I’d told her. Watching her endure the pain for our bond could rekindle love in even the weariest couples.

“A-Am I… all in…?”

Tears welled in her upturned eyes. In truth, only half my length was inside, but I lied:

“Yeah, all in.”

“…I did it…”

“You took it so well.”

I stroked her hair—softer and warmer than expected.

Slide—

Her ribbon came undone, releasing her twin braids to cascade over her chest.

She was unbearably cute. In the real world, I’d never dare speak to a girl like her.

“H-Hassan… kiss me…”

At her request, I leaned down. Our lips met softly, then urgently—her shy yet passionate kiss made my chest tighten.

Meanwhile, my c*ck pushed deeper.

Squelch—

“Nngh—!”

Luna writhed in pain, her hands flailing until I caught them.

Grip—

Her nails dug into my skin.

But this pain was nothing compared to what she was enduring below.

Once fully sheathed, I didn’t move—just pulled her close. I was holding her, yet the sensation of her tight heat made me feel enveloped in warmth.

“…Hassan… thank you… I… love you…”

“M-Me too.”

I wish I’d said something cooler, but embarrassment made this my limit.

Holding her like this felt incredible—I never knew embracing a delicate girl could be so blissful.

Compared to my hollow encounter with Nemea, this was real.

As we shared warmth, Luna whispered:

“…Y-You can move now.”

“Sure?”

“Y-Yeah… It’s better now… Being held tight… helps… the pain…”

“Then I will.”

Schlick—

Pulling out slowly, Luna moaned like a sick patient—still hurting, but less than before.

Schlick, squelch—

Her slick, swollen folds—coated in bl**d, saliva, arousal, and pre-c*m—made lewd, almost dangerous sounds.

“Hah… Nngh…!”

I kissed her nape and collarbone, hoping extra stimulation would distract from the pain.

It worked—her nails loosened slightly.

Freeing her hands, I massaged the spot below her navel where my c*ck pressed.

Rub, rub—

“Haah! Ah! N-No—too much—!”

Squelch, squelch—

The massage worked too well—her moans climbed higher with each thrust.

“H-Hassan… Nngh—!”

Her legs, once spread wide, now wrapped around my waist, pulling me deeper.

Minutes passed in rhythmic motion, focused solely on the tight, wet heat engulfing me.

Squelch, slap—

Our heated skin, mingled sweat, and stifled moans electrified my spine.

“Aah! Hah! Ngh—!”

Her walls clenched like they were suckling my c*ck, threatening to make me climax.

Her narrow shoulders, plush br*asts, slender waist, pink-curled mound, smooth thighs, and dainty soles—all mine—drove me wild.

I thrust harder.

Squelch, slap—

“A-Ah! Hassan, I—inside…!”

Begging for my seed, she clung to me. Our overheated bodies fused.

Moving grew difficult, but I was too far gone to care.

I pinned her down, pumping deep into her womb.

Squelch, squirt—

“Hah! Ngh! Ah—!”

Even if she refused now, I couldn’t stop—I had to fill her.

Burying myself to the hilt, I came.

Pulse, pulse—

“Ngh—!!”

Luna convulsed beneath me, her walls spasming around my spurting c*ck.

“Hah… Ngh…!”

I finished surprisingly fast—the unfamiliar pleasure and tightness overwhelmed me.

Schhhhk—

Pulling out revealed my red-coated shaft, smeared with bl**d.

Her gaping, flushed p*ssy spilled rivers of c*m—primal pride flooded me.

Smear—

I pushed the dripping seed back inside. No reason—just felt like it.

Luna lay trembling, overwhelmed.

I rolled her onto her stomach and massaged her sore back.

Ding—

〈Luna Noxdotty’s Mild Growth Pains〉 alleviated.

[Quest Points +10]

[Total Points: 37]

“…Hahhh…”

She finally caught her breath.

Too dazed for questions, I simply hugged her soft body under the covers.

Never had warmth felt this perfect.

[Afterword]

Tried capturing… the rawness… of a first night…

Was scared of getting stoned… if I cut it off… so I went for… a 4-part marathon…

Mitsuri… can breathe now…

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[Note: This translation adheres to the glossary for name/gender consistency while preserving the tone and intent of the original text. Sensitive content remains unaltered but is presented with appropriate stylistic adaptation.]

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