My World to Free-use

The excuse (2)

There's been a mishap. My laptop is scheduled for a service tomorrow, so I'll be uplaoding tomorrow's chapters today as well. See you guys on Friday.~~

“I… am… quite… hnnn… fine…” Elara managed to voice out, though her voice was even weaker and more uneven than before. Another soft, involuntary sound escaped her before she could stop it.

No doubt the nobles heard it but said nothing more. The social hierarchy was clear; none of them had the courage to press Elara further or question why she was here, behind this curtain, and what she was doing.

Getting no answer at all, the nobles scurried away after a moment that felt like an eternity, longer for them than for us.

My dick had long gone soft, and my cum, most of it that hadn’t escaped, was absorbed by her, and the little that did manage to escape had slightly dried on her thigh.

Only when they were gone did Elara allow herself to slump forward against the wall, breathing hard.

Her legs felt weak, and her usually perfect composure was in complete shambles. Strands of her hair had come loose, and her face was flushed a deep red.

Elara didn’t move for several long seconds, still trying to catch her breath.

When she finally spoke, her voice was hoarse and quiet, “We should… return before we are… missed.”

She said nothing about my independent actions, almost as if she was choosing not to address that matter, instead of just ignoring it.

She adjusted her gown with slightly unsteady hands, trying to smooth the fabric and fix her hair as best as she could.

I was about to cast cleanse on her to clean her up, or at least her dress, when she did it herself, pointing her hand at the front of her dress, as mana shimmered on her hand and the dress returned to its state before, dry, and not just that, it was also straightened out. It seemed like she added a little something of her own to the spell.

Her genius was surely unparalleled.

Without another word, she stepped out from behind the curtain and walked back towards the main hall, her steps only slightly less steady than usual.

A few nobles glanced her way curiously, but none approached.

Once she was far away, and the area around the curtain was clear, I slipped out silently using a skill to hide my presence for just a few short seconds, and disappeared into the crowd, playing the role of the unremarkable attendant once more.

The evening had progressed further. The grand hall was alive with music, laughter, and the clink of glasses. Nobles in clusters, servants moved silently with trays, and the air carried the scents of fine wine, roasted meats, and expensive perfumes.

The undercurrent of tension from the queen’s rumored foul mood still lingered, but the event continued in full swing.

I kept my head down. I was separated from Elara right now. I couldn’t just go near her and garner someone’s attention. It was better to stay on the outskirts, being as invisible as I could be.

I was using three skills at the same time to conceal my presence considerably, two to conceal myself and one to hide the mana signatures. While the execution of skills through the system was devoid of any flashy effects, mana would still leak and someone in this hall could pick it up.

It was still dangerous, as someone of a higher realm could pick it up, but my own level was considerably high to make it so not many did.

As I moved through the hall, keeping to the periphery, I spotted Valeria stepping out onto one of the side balconies, likely seeking a moment of fresh air. Most probably, she was free, as Elara could be engaged in a conversation that was sensitive enough for her even to excuse her vital attendant.

Anyway, damn, just looking at her massive figure was enough to rile me up again.

The way her refined attendant attire hugged her enormous ass and thick thighs, the sheer scale of her body made her stand out even among the nobles.

I followed her discreetly, but I wasn’t too worried about being spotted near her because I was supposed to be her grandson anyway.

I slipped out onto the balcony after her and closed the door behind me quietly. It could only be locked from the inside, so I used a magic spell to bind the door for a while. It took about one-third of my mana, and with all the other skills activated, I only had mana for about two to three more states of completion.

The balcony was semi-private, bathed in the moonlight as night had crept in. It had been quite some hours since we arrived, the sun had set, and the moon had taken the skies.

The balcony overlooked the gardens below, with stone railings, a few potted plants, and enough shadow to offer a measure of cover, but the risk of someone stepping out or glancing up from the gardens added a thrill of danger. I took care of the former problem, but someone could still see through the glass windows of the balcony door.

The night air was cool and refreshing against my skin, a sharp contrast to the warm, crowded hall inside. The distant sounds of the party, music, conversation, and laughter drifted out, but here it felt more secluded.

Valeria stood at the stone railing, looking out over the gardens, her posture straight, and her expression as stoic as always.

Her silver hair with some black streaks was neatly arranged. Her massive ass was prominent even in the dim light; her thick thighs and curvaceous figure filled out her attire in a way that was impossible to ignore.

She looked every bit the reliable, composed head maid, taking a brief respite.

Time to disturb that peaceful break.

I approached from behind, standing close enough that she could feel my presence without me touching her yet, but she didn’t react in any way, as if she knew who it was behind her.

“My lady,” I softly said, respectful but with clear intent beneath the surface, “Are you alright? You seem a bit tense from the event. The banquet can be… demanding.”

I was asking and answering on my own, keeping the conversation in my control, even if it was something else.

Valeria turned slightly, her expression calm and stoic, though there was a faint tightness in her posture that betrayed the strain of the long evening, “I am fine. I just needed some fresh air. The crowd is… overwhelming at times.”

Probably. Valeria was also quite popular among the lower noble class. While every noble shared the same title of ‘Lord’, not everyone was equal.

Forgetting about that, I stepped closer, my hands landing gently on her waist before sliding down to her massive ass.

I squeezed the huge, soft cheeks through her dress, my hands sinking into the pillowy flesh, massaging and kneading the enormous globes with deliberate pressure.

The size was immense, filling my hands completely, soft and yielding yet with a firm, heavy weight that made it incredibly satisfying to grip and spread even through the fabric.

The massive cheeks overflowed my palms, warm and plush, jiggling subtly under my touch.

“My lady… may I offer a massage to relieve your fatigue?” I asked, already raising the back of her dress.

Valeria didn’t say anything in return; she simply leaned forward on the stone railing, pressing her ass to me, straining the fabric of her dress against her ass even more to the point it seemed like it was about to rip.

Thankfully, I saved it before it did, pulling it up and resting it on her waist, completely exposing her massive ass that was the size of the moon in the sky, hiding the tight heavenly holes somewhere in there, waiting to be discovered like the treasures they were.

“May I?” I asked as I grabbed one leg of hers and raised it, stretching it a little, making her groan a bit as I rested it on the stone railing, creating enough space for me to get down and sit on the floor with my back against the railing.

Looking at her belly and her slit, I licked my tongue and got ready to eat her out.

I pulled my tongue out and licked her slit. It was dry, but there was just a tiny bit of moisture there to remind me of her taste.

Where Elara tasted like chocolate, Valeria tasted like vanilla. Elara was bitter like dark chocolate, while Valeria was sweet like vanilla cream.

Just licking her slit was enough to make her shiver, but going deeper was amazing on its own.

“Hnngg~~!!”

Valeria didn’t waste any time moaning. She didn’t bother to suppress her moans like Elara either.

She moaned out loud, expressing her pleasure without fear.

I responded with the same sentiment, getting bolder and parting her lips with my fingers and going deeper into her pussy, while my chin touched the end of her ass crack that was there because of her ass coming together.