"Hey, wait a min-" I began, but Akil hopped down into the sand without regard for his own well-being.

He landed a few feet away from the glowing center, and he bent down to look at it further.

"Hmm... this isn't good." He muttered.

"What is it?" Seeing as he wasn't obliterated instantly, I hopped down with him.

He picked up some sand, and gently let it fall from his hands. "This is the beginning of a Demon Realm..." he looked over at me, "if left unchecked, this could spread like wildfire." Apparently my obliviousness to this type of stuff was evident, because he continued, "if even just this town became a Demon Realm, it would attract and spawn countless monsters, heighten their aggression, and pollute any nearby water and food sources." He looked down at the glowing center, "we can't undo the corruption, but we can try to contain it. Luckily we caught it in its earlier stages..." he glanced at Agnes, "if any of us here have the capabilities to contain this, it'd probably be a Cleric."

Agnes leapt down into the pit with us, and stepped towards the center. "Well, there is a spell I can use that may at least keep the corruption from spreading... but it requires material components... namely a large amount of holy water, which I don't have on hand..." she sheepishly looked down.

Akil thought for a moment, before snapping his fingers. "I think I've got an idea. Agnes, can you make holy water?"

"What? I mean, I can bless it, yes, but that would require water being present, and the amount in our water skins is nowhere near enough for the spell to work."

"But you can also create water, no?" He smirked.

Agnes's eyes widened with understanding. "Of course! But I can't just splash it on the ground, we need a container of sorts, large enough to hold the full amount the spell can produce."

I looked around the cellar. There wasn't much here that was left intact, but maybe somewhere there could be a barrel or a jug... anything.

"I'll go find one!" I said.

"I'll go with you!" Felandria said immediately.

"I'll come wit-" Akil began, before Felandria's head swiveled almost a full 180 degrees to shoot him what could only be described as an instant- death glare.

"O-or I could stay here and guard Agnes... that's fine..." Akil said, backing off almost immediately.

Felandria turned back to me, grinning ear to ear.

So that's settled then.

As we walked away from Agnes, and most notably her light source, I began rummaging around in my bag for a torch when I felt Felandria's claws grab my wrist.

"No torches... please..." Felandria looked up at me, and through her bangs I saw massive watery puppy eyes staring back at me.

"You're not going to try anything, right?" I asked her.

"Nope. I promise!" She smiled at me.

Against my better judgment, I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt.

As we walked away from Agnes, the low light conditions of this Gnoll infested basement coupled with the wet noises coming from the rooms we passed made me very uneasy.

Felandria grabbed my hand and squeezed it, looking up at me. "Are you nervous? That's so adorable!" A wide grin was stretched across her face, "don't worry, just let me guide you along..."

We kept walking down the hallway, the noises the other rooms were making clearly had an effect on Felandria, who was seemingly trying to keep it together.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Yes, I'm fine!" She said quickly. "You know, you said we could get married once I knew you better, so let's start with that!" Her legs were twitching a bit as she said it, and she pressed herself against my side, "um, how does one get to know someone the 'human way?'"

"Well, usually you can start by asking me basic questions." I said.

"Oookay..." Felandria thought for a moment.

A short silence followed, before she came up with her first question.

She inhaled deeply.

"How big is it?"

"Not like that!" My face turned bright red.

"What? It's a good question! If we're going to be together, then I'll know it eventually!"

"B-but you can't just ask a guy that! That's like if I asked you your cup size!"

"B."

"At least hesitate a bit before answering!"

A few moments passed.

"Okay. Second question." Felandria began.

I held my breath.

"What's your favorite food?"

I sighed. "See? This is more appropriate. Let's see..." I thought long and hard for a moment. Honestly, since this Isekai thing happened I haven't given much thought to the food I've been eating... but now I'm reminded of all the great food I've been missing... "I would kill to have a pizza right now..." I mumbled.

"Pizza?" Felandria tilted her head. "What's that?"

"Well..." I tried explaining it the best I could.

"So it's like flatbread with tomato sauce and cheese?"

"Yeah, and you put all sorts of different toppings on it."

"Like what?" She seemed fascinated with this concept.

"Meats, mushrooms, the odd veggies. Some psychos put pineapple on it, but they're usually outcasts from the main pizza society."

"Woah... I've never heard of something like that before! Hm..." she smiled to herself for a second, before turning back to me. "I have another question!"

"I'm all ears." I smiled at her.

"What's your favorite position?"

God damn it.

We made it upstairs, and I began exploring the kitchen.

Most of the stuff was completely wrecked and ruined, but I managed to find a cauldron that could work for our needs.

"Answer the question! Are you more of a breast or butt man!" Felandria poked my side.

"Stop asking me stupid questions like that!"

"How else am I supposed to get to know you?"

"Ask me about literally anything else!" I've gotten just a bit flustered from all this sex talk. I need to bring this down to a wholesome level before steam shoots out my ears.

"Okay, okay." She thought for a moment, "do you think I'm pretty?" She looked up at me.

That's a loaded question!

"U-um... well, I-"

She stared up at me, a cute smile across her face.

"I think you are very... well, I think you are a little c-cute and-"

Felandria pushed herself up against me. "So why don't we just do it already?"

She knocked me down, straddling my hips as she began pulling up her shirt.

"Wait!" I said, pushing her off of me. She landed on the ground just a few feet away from me.

"I'm sorry, but I just don't feel ready yet." I told her, guilt forming in my stomach.

"Why?" Felandria looked up at me, tears forming in her eyes, "why not? Am I not pretty enough? Is my chest not big enough? Are you seriously going to choose that holy woman over me?" She was beginning to choke up a bit, and my gut twisted.

"I-I-" I began, but she kept going.

"I'll do anything, anything to please you! No desire is too twisted, no thought too depraved! I'll take care of everything!"

"I can't. I feel like it'd take advantage of you..."

"Then don't think of it that way! Think of it as me taking advantage of you!" She leapt towards me, her claws reaching out, "I need this, I-"

I caught her claws, pushing her back a bit.

"Why couldn't you have just been weaker than me! I would've made you the happiest man alive had you just lost to me back in the desert!"

Her claws dug into my hands, drawing that white fluid.

"Please..." tears streamed down her cheek, and my gut twisted even further.

"I-I don't feel ready for something that intimate..." I said.

I let go of her claws, and she looked up at me.

"But... is it possible for us to do something else instead...?"

My face turned even more red. "L-like what?"

She let go of my hands, and grabbed me by my shoulders, pulling me up off the ground. She pulled me towards her, slamming her back against the wall.

"Touch me." She said, a blush faintly creeping across her cheeks.

"Wh-where?" My face could not be redder.

"Anywhere." She smiled at me.

I tentatively reached out towards her, and gently brushed her cheeks.

"Well, I was hoping you'd pick somewhere else." Felandria commented, laughing a little. "Here."

She let go of my shoulders and clasped her hands onto mine. She brought them to her chest.

"Squeeze." She whispered, letting go of my hands and lifting her shirt.

Her breasts were now on full display, these cute, small, orbs were completely vulnerable, and she wanted, no, NEEDED me to grope them.

I gently squeezed her chest. Listen, I've copped a feel unintentionally before, but this was different.

Her small yet supple mounds were pleasant to the touch, I honestly could get used to this.

"Kya~" Felandria gasped, and my face grew even hotter.

My hands kneaded her breasts, every movement making Felandria squirm as she gasped in ecstasy.

I hate to admit this, but I kinda want to take this further...

Squish squish.

"Nnnh!" Felandria squealed.

One of her claws slowly lowered, and her small moans and gasps soon grew louder.

As I groped her, she began grinding her hips against me, soft wet noises becoming clearly audible as she fingered herself.

Okay, this is still fine. I've just hit a double, haven't gone the full way home yet...

I felt my little friend press up against my pants. Oh boy...

It poked Felandria's stomach, and her smiled grew wider.

"I guess... you're enjoying this... too... haha..."

As her breathing grew more heated, I decided to up the ante a little. I doubted she was gonna let me go if I didn't. I gently took her small, pink nipples in between my fingers.

"Huh?" She gasped out, her eyes opening a little wider as I pinched them.

I cannot believe I'm doing this...

I was unsure of where to go with this, so I gently tugged at them, trying to not be too rough.

"Don't hold yourself back for my sake..." Felandria huffed, "go wild... I'm a Beastman, I can take it..."

Then Felandria froze as footsteps became audible from down the hallway.

"Hey guys, uh I just came up to check on you and-" Akil stepped out from the staircase and made direct eye contact with us.

Nothing happened for what felt like forever.

Then he slowly backed down the stairs, not saying a word as my head practically exploded.

This cannot go well.