Chapter 35: A Raccoon and a Demon’s Embrace

Unaware that its name was being agonized over, the puppy couldn’t stay still for even a single moment.

Fidgeting constantly because being inside my embrace was stifling, it finally stepped on my shoulder and stretched out its long waist.

A moist tongue began licking my chin and lips indiscriminately.

The thin, powerful tongue tickled so much that I couldn’t hold back my laughter, but every time my lips parted from laughing, the puppy’s tongue tried to slip into my mouth.

Even when I rolled and bit my lips, it was only momentary, and making my mouth stay tightly shut in front of a palm-sized puppy’s aegyo and my own leaking laughter was nearly impossible.

It was right then.

The demon intervened abruptly.

“Raccoon.”

What kind of out-of-the-blue nonsense is this again?

“Did you catch a raccoon?”

“That guy’s name. It’s Raccoon.”

He had told me to name it, yet he casually tossed out such an insincere name.

Treating people like a joke was one thing, but this was so absurd I had to challenge him on it.

“Who names a dog Raccoon? Would you like it if your own name was Boar or Earthworm?”

“You’re one to talk, putting so much effort into naming a dog? Just name it roughly.”

The growling demon bared his canine teeth.

He was always sure to show when he was in a foul mood.

Knowing I had to humor him or else face severe repercussions later, I couldn’t argue any further.

I swallowed my resentment without uttering a single peep.

“Now that you’ve picked a name, put it down.”

As if trying to assert ownership over his dog.

Before I could even set the puppy down on the floor, the demon brought up the main issue.

“Take off your clothes.”

“I’ll go leave Raccoon with a servant.”

I had no desire to mate in front of a beast.

However, the demon grabbed Raccoon by the scruff of the neck, tossed him right out of the room, and slid the lattice door shut.

With a yelp, the sound of the puppy falling onto the dirt ground echoed.

Panicking that the little thing might be hurt, I cried out:

“Hey, you!”

“It’ll pick itself up and go on its own.”

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and someone scooped up the whimpering puppy and ran off, leaving the backyard.

With the other side of the door falling silent, I no longer had any excuses left.

I turned around, fumbled over my tightly tied clothing ties, and glanced sideways at the demon.

Lying lazily stretched out, he looked precisely like a tiger that had conquered the mountain.

His sun-drenched bronze skin gleamed with a heavy sheen, as if stripping it off and selling it would fetch a much higher price than a tiger pelt.

Seeing his smooth skin, untouched by the fire, made me realize there was no end to his suspicious traits.

Had he forgotten about what happened at the ancestral shrine?

Or was he just playing dumb?

My spying gaze must have grown narrow and suspicious.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“What did I do? Now you’re even picking a fight over how I look?”

Quickly widening my eyes to look innocent, I brushed it off.

Just as I hurriedly stripped off my clothes and folded them to one side to play dumb, the demon tapped the bedding he was lying on.

“Come here.”

You come here, you jerk.

Yet, just as always, contrary to my twisted inner thoughts, I obediently followed the demon’s words.

Finding it awkward and frustrating to shuffle forward on my knees because my nakedness felt embarrassing, the demon reached out and grabbed my wrist.

“Suck it.”

“……Let’s take it is slow. Is someone chasing you?”

I crawled between his legs, which he spread wide for show, and knelt down.

The flimsy trousers, which offered less protection than wearing nothing at all, boasted a bulging mass.

Perhaps because the surrounding atmosphere was as dead as a graveyard, I glanced up to read his expression, only to find a pair of eyes burning with sweltering heat staring down at me.

Tensioned by that quiet, devouring gaze, I swallowed hard.

As I dragged down his loose waistband, the tips of my fingers brushed against his hipbones, feeling his firm flesh.

“Ah—.”

A low groan slipped out as I saw the member rising proudly amidst a thick patch of red hair.

It was probably because it had been a long time since we last lay together.

That was why this felt so awkward and…… shameful.

Putting on an air of forced composure, I tucked a strand of falling hair behind my ear and lowered my waist.

As the tip of my extended tongue touched the glans, the shaft was swallowed into the hollow of my tongue.

A wet, fishy taste filled my mouth to its limits, and when it jabbed against my uvula, a physiological gag reflex rose.

Pulling my head back to spit out half of the member and dry-heaving, a palm descended right over the crown of my head.

A thick-shaped, heavily weighted palm stroked my head with gentle strokes.

“……?”

I had expected him to press down relentlessly without sparing my situation so I’d keep making sounds, but his crude and clumsy gesture was quite affectionate.

Though it was an affection faint enough that one needed careful concentration to notice, it undeniably existed.

Now I could be certain.

I didn’t know where or what had happened, but ever since he returned from subduing the barbarians, the way the demon treated me had definitely changed.

Clumsy as a newborn baby’s first steps, the demon was nonetheless trying to treat me with care.

As I became conscious of this change, the fellow I had seen back at the bird garden came to mind.

The despair flickering in the eyes that held me as I vomited blood and died.

Because of that, I couldn’t reject the hand urging me onward with subtle insistence.

Yielding to the hand pressing down on the back of my head, I took his member back into my mouth, and instantly my uvula was jabbed.

I stopped right there and eagerly sucked on the member held inside my mouth.

Lacking any clever techniques, I tackled it with crude but honest effort, I’d like to believe.

Sometimes nodding my head up and down, sometimes rubbing against it with my tongue, and sometimes squeezing the member inside my mouth until my cheeks grew hollow.

My jaw ached as if it might dislocate from opening so wide, and the hand gripping the root of his member was drenched in the saliva flowing from my mouth.

And yet, it seemed it wasn’t enough to satisfy the demon.

Judging by how he hoisted my waist right up.

“H-, hey!”

Just how much monstrous strength did he have? He handled an adult man’s body like a child’s toy.

Before I could even resist, our top and bottom flipped in a flash; just as I thought I caught a glimpse of the ceiling, our positions reversed again and I was facing the floor.

“Let go of me!”

“You can’t even suck a cock properly. What on earth can you do? Even a stray dog passing by would suck it better than you.”

“Then go ask a dog to suck it! You should be grateful I didn’t leave teeth marks on your d*ck!”

So much for turning affectionate, my foot.

The jerk who makes someone worse than a passing stray dog over a mere blowjob—affection, my ass!

“Let go of this right now while I’m saying it nicely!”

My body, having been flipped around in a blur, was soon pressed prone over the demon.

Moreover, with my face buried right in the demon’s crotch.

My lower half was hoisted up right in front of the demon’s eyes.

I was agonizingly conscious of my flesh dangling right before the demon’s eyes, and when the demon grabbed my buttocks with both hands and pulled them apart, my back curved tightly as if struck by lightning.

“I said let go!”

However, the opponent was a demon.

Since I couldn’t match his brute strength, his breath—mocking my gaping opening and bare testicles—brushed directly against me.

Even down to the fine hairs on my body standing on end like a startled cat, the demon’s derision was painfully clear.

“Your d*ck is barely the size of a bean.”

“Why don’t you hurry up and draw your sword instead? Might as well stab me cleanly, what’s the point of just flapping your mouth?”

I never knew you could deliver a provocation to fight in such a vulgar way.

I was intensely frustrated at having been played for a fool by the tongue of none other than the chronically ignorant demon.

As I ground my teeth furiously, my shoulders curled inward against the hot mucous membranes wrapping around my member.

“Ugh-.”

“You’re a crybaby no matter what.”

Because his member was in his mouth, his pronunciation was slurred, but it wasn’t enough to be incomprehensible.

I took his member into my mouth in the same fashion.

Sucking the glans roundly with my tongue, probing the urethra, and taking it deep into my mouth to suck hard, just as he had done to me.

However, I couldn’t match his practiced tongue skills, so before long I spat out the member, collapsed over the demon, and whimpered.

“Ugh, ugh…….”

When he sucked the glans deep into his throat, I dug my fingernails straight into his rock-hard thighs.

Coming was instantaneous.

Inside the mouth swirling with hot heat, the cock caught in his tightened throat throbbed as if it were about to be pulled right out, leaving me with no earthly way to endure it.

As I lay limp after ejaculating in his mouth, I felt a rough hand part my buttocks and probe my opening.

A finger undoubtedly slicked with saliva and semen widened the opening and rummaged inside.

Fidgeting to escape a hand movement I could never grow accustomed to, a thick palm smacked my buttocks with a resounding thack.

My face turned beet red in humiliation over my bouncing, stinging butt flesh, but the spanking didn’t end with just one blow.

When two, three more slaps landed firmly on the exact same spot until the flesh flushed hot, I couldn’t endure it any longer, pushed myself up, and straightened my waist.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s funny. It’s pale and chewy, but only the places that got hit turn red.”

The only thing that’s red is your eyes, you jerk.

The world’s biggest pervert was swatting another man’s ass, and not only were his eyes red, they were glowing madly.

“Every time it jiggles, that plumpness looks just like cow liver. Both cheeks of your ass are as pale as glutinous rice cakes, but the red spots look like wild raspberries. What on earth is inside there?”

“You, you really……! Ah!”

Frustrated, I tried to get up, but I nearly passed out from shock when teeth clamped down on my butt cheek.

Tears welled up in my eyes from the merciless biting force, yet I could hear his giggling laughter.

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