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The villagers of Carne had been celebrating the end of the battle against the Theocracy goons for over a day now. For a village with such few means available, they were certainly determined to throw off as lavish a party as they could manage. For this, Tatsumi had had to hunt his share of the food, and was content with leaving the defense of the village to Gazef and his men.

They had set up a nice little pavilion to host the feast, right there in the middle of the village square. Almost every family had donated a table or two for the feast. The food, once the hunting had been done, was a nigh endless thing. Villagers rotated through the duties of cooking and roasting what they had to ensure that the table was never barren, even when they had to resort to making stew of the hunt's leavings towards the end.

They also broke out their hidden stocks of liquor: bottles and casks of various alcoholic drinks to liven up the celebrations. The village elder even produced several large barrels that he had intended for special occasions; though he never stopped lamenting the price he had paid several summers in the past to even order this from E-Rantel, and that he would need to make such an order again.

Gazef and his people were polite guests, even contributing by serving as entertainment for the celebrations. Several of the survivors were part-time singers, who stood up in the middle of the feasting to perform a sonorous hymn that made a few villagers break out in tears; or otherwise belt out a bawdy tune that had the entire table thundering from laughter. Gazef demonstrated his skills by doing a sort of sword dance, wowing the watching villagers with extraordinary feats of martial prowess. It even impressed Tatsumi, even when he had seen it before.

Now the festivities were winding down, with villagers either retiring to sleep in their houses or gathering into small groups to engage in private conversation. Tatsumi inexplicably found himself sitting alone while nursing a bowl of cooling stew before him. His belly was full with hot, delicious food, and he feared losing quite a bit of fighting prowess if there were to be a sudden attack in the moment.

The thought of that sobered him up a little, making him stand from his table and stretch his limbs. Gazef was off in the corner with a few of his men, the village elder and some of the villagers, a serious look in his eye. Tatsumi thought of going there to join the conversation, but stopped himself. Instead, he turned around and left the shade of the pavilion, heading out to make a leisurely walk towards the edge of the village. He thought of finding some place to rest his body in a comfortable location.

A hint of color, of spun gold reached the corner of his eyes. He blinked and looked in the direction, and saw a familiar figure stepping out of her family's house. It was Enri Emmot, who was carrying several buckets of water. She tossed it out through the fence and sighed.

Tatsumi didn't know why he was here, staring at the young woman like he was entranced. It was like there was something about her that was drawing his attention: like a magnet his eyes were kept from wandering. Stray strands of blonde hair fell onto her face, and her skin was flushed to glinting with sweat. There was also the way her dress clung to the soft, curvy portions of her body, the simple fabric made alluring by the perspiration that moistened it.

His attention was not unnoticed, as Enri turned and saw him there. She wiped her hands on a nearby piece of cloth, and walked towards him with a wave.

"Hey, mister hero of the day! All done with the feast?" she greeted with a beaming smile. As she approached, he got a whiff of her scent: it wasn't the scent of perfume that most ladies wore, but a sweet-smelling musk that sent fuzzy feelings to his brain—feelings he couldn't really describe.

"Wanted to go for a stroll. What about you? I didn't… see you at the party." He cast his mind back, struggling to recall her beautiful face amidst all the raucous celebrations.

She smiled apologetically. "Afraid not. Nemu's been sick, poor thing, and I've been seeing to her for the past few hours. Don't worry, my mom got me some food from the party, so I didn't completely miss out."

"Is Nemu alright?" he asked.

"She'll be fine, thank you for asking," she replied. "Now that they're back, mom's taken over for me. And dad's… well…" she gestured to the side. He did recall Enri's father in the party, and he had not been shy with drinking a heck of a lot. He was very likely dead drunk according to Enri's expression.

"Yeah, I get it." He looked away from her. Staring at her face for too long would've been very bad. He hadn't actually drunk stuff, but he was feeling a little dizzy just staring at her.

"Are you off to sleep, too?" Enri asked.

"Nah, off to have a stroll in the forest over there," he said, nodding with his head towards the outside of the house. "Cool off my head."

"May I join you?"

He looked at her, surprised. She was still smiling. "Uhhh… Sure," he said. "Is that alright with you though?"

"I'm not afraid of it. I've been going into the forest for pretty much my whole life before you came along." She leaned in close. "Though, with you there, I don't think I need to be afraid of any monster coming along."

"Hahah... Well, thanks for the confidence," he said, scratching his head. Thinking there was nothing else to say, he walked to the forest, and she just silently followed along. They crossed the field leading to the forest in relative silence, each one occupied in their own private thoughts.

He didn't know what he was doing, walking alone with a woman towards somewhere even more private. He wasn't that young not to realize the implications of it, but neither was he the sort of man that would try to take advantage of an opportunity. But was she actually offering an opportunity? Or was he just overthinking this?

Calm down me, he thought to himself. There was no need to go off crazy just because an attractive young woman was walking alone with him to a portion of the forest where no other people were. He felt dizzy, like he'd actually drunk a little back at the festivities.

They soon found a particularly cozy spot, where the sunlight was shaded heavily by an abundance of trees; and yet not completely turning it dark. Tatsumi paused to take in the surroundings, feeling himself wrapped in a warm solitude as the faint murmur of the wind whistled past the trees.

Enri was bustling around, kneeling and stooping as if she was looking for something. "What are you doing?" he asked her.

She didn't reply, and continued doing as she pleased. Then, a moment later, she rose with a satisfied, "Hmph!" and turned to him, her face beaming. She presented a small bundle of plants and flowers towards him. "Here, for you. Herbs for the road. Here is one to ease a stomachache. One to make a tea for fevers. This one will make a soup delicious and fragrant. And these ones: well, they look pretty enough, and I like them, so I hope you do."

"Um… thanks," he said awkwardly, accepting the proffered plants. "Wow, you must know a lot about herbs, huh?"

"Mhm! A… friend… taught me some things about them. And I learned the rest by just living here." She sighed, and looked back towards the village. "I've lived in this place near my whole life. And I don't regret it one bit. I love my family. And I love everyone at home." She giggled. "Which is to say, I like the village, very much. And I want us all to remain one big happy village, for many years to come.

"And that's why, Tatsumi, I wanna say thank you very much for protecting it. For protecting us. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't been there to save us all from those evil men. My ma, my pa, my sis, even me… we'd all have died. Or worse. And for that, I'll always be grateful."

"I just did what I thought was right," he said seriously.

She giggled. "And I appreciate that, Tatsumi. You're a brave, young man. You're quite the catch, as my mom says. If only you weren't a traveler, with somewhere you wanna be, then maybe…" Her breath hitched, when she realized that she had gotten so close, way too close to him that he could feel her breath on his shoulder, and his on hers.

"I—I'm sorry, Enri-san," was all he could say. Really, what else could he have said?

She gave him another one of her brilliant smiles, though he could tell it was somewhat strained. "It's fine. You don't need to apologize, Tatsumi. I know I shouldn't be asking for more than what the gods give. That's why… I…"

Her face was so close. He could feel her breath, so close; her scent, so raw and fragrant.

It was therefore no surprise to him when he felt their lips touch, brushing against each other in a delicate manner.

They stayed there for a while, wondering if the other was going to push them away. When rejection did not come, they allowed the kiss to deepen, as they each hesitantly advanced to explore more of each other.

Eventually, it was she who started to move ahead, a little bolder than him. Her tongue slid over his lips, back and forth, before gently pushing forward inside his mouth. He froze for a few moments, before he opened his lips, meeting her tongue with his own. A slow, smacking noise sounded from their joined mouths as their tongues started to do a dance together.

Then Tatsumi placed his hand behind her neck and pulled her body close to him, as if that would make them feel closer together. He could feel her heat so close to him, and the round softness of her body. Enri felt the firmness and manliness of his body, and of how it felt safe to be embraced by a man like him.

Their kiss intensified; and so did their actions. He coursed his fingers through her hair, squeezing and stroking; while she stroked his neck, caressing down in repeated motions. Their tongues began to move more fiercely, more passionately. Both of them could feel something warm growing from within their bodies, a pleasing heat that lent urgency to their kissing.

"Pfff…"

"Haaah… haaa..."

Their lips parted from each other. They stared at each other in silence for a few seconds, red tinging their cheeks. Then they started to fully explore each other. It was like each of them were suddenly interested in learning about the other's body. His lips trailed down a constant line of minute kisses down her chin, then sliding down her jaw before he buried his head in the crook of her neck. She seized his head in her hands, her fingers seizing clumps of his hair as she crooned softly from his mouth.

Then she felt his hands on her buttocks, which made her gasp.

"Sorry," he whispered.

She pecked him on the lips. "It's okay. Keep going…"

Tatsumi's hands moved from her butt to her chest area. It was as if his hands were moving by instinct, and knew just where he wanted to touch next. She felt his hands slip inside the front of her skirt, unsticking the moistened fabric from her skin. Then his palms managed to find a way to cup her breasts, making her moan in appreciation.

Still moving only on instinct, and hearing her moans of approval, Tatsumi gently squeezed and caressed her breast. He was squeezing it hesitantly, molding it like a piece of freshly baked bread. It was his very first time actively touching a woman's flesh, with all the intent that he usually swore off of. It was also her first time being touched by someone else like this, of one who was seeking and giving pleasure.

Despite the lust building inside, Tatsumi retained some of his dignity and gentleness as he leaned down to explore her breasts with his mouth. He had pulled down the top of her dress completely, exposing her pale, sunburnt shoulders, and both her mammaries, round and pert. He blew on her nipples, entranced by its shape and color. Then he sucked on them, eliciting a warm gasp from Enri. Her sensitive nipples being stimulated was enough to send shocks to her mind. His hands continued to mash and squeeze gently on her other breast.

In no time, her nipples grew erect from arousal, as did the rest of her body. His strong hands felt so hard and wonderful against her skin. They felt rough, like her own hands. For a moment, it felt like she was just embracing a local boy, from Carne Village, someone she'd known for a long time. The fantasy felt good to think about, even as just a fantasy.

They continued to stay that way for a while, teasing, caressing, stroking, fondling each other while occasionally pushing their mouths together to kiss. They were two young people stepping into a brave new frontier together, and yet they were moving as if it would be their very last embrace. It just felt good and comforting in those moments—to desire and to be desired.

Though Tatsumi just thought he'd gotten a bit too drunk.

Then, as if guided by some hidden signal, their hands traveled down further—to touch each other's private parts. Tatsumi had long been sporting his erection just from the first kiss, and he sighed when he felt her fingers touch the fabric of his trousers, over where his dick was making an obvious tent.

He couldn't really stop her from exploring any further; just as she didn't put up a complaint when he continued fondling her breasts. Not a minute later, he felt her fingers wrap themselves around his erect cock, a very novel sensation for someone like him. His breathing quickened, as anticipation started building up within him.

"This is…" she murmured, through lidded eyes. "I've heard stories…"

He didn't really know what to say to that. He felt her trailing her fingers from the base to the flared, bulbous tip, each moment of contact such agonizing pleasure. When her hands slipped even further between his thighs to touch his hanging sack, he gasped, causing her to freeze.

"I—I'm sorry—I'm not hurting you, am I?"

"N-no," he whispered. "Just… surprised…"

"Hehe…" Encouraged by his words, she continued touching his genitals, squeezing and rubbing oh so gently. And that gentle sensation was oh so new for Tatsumi that he could feel his little buddy twitching as if it too approved of her fingers.

It felt like it was just her imagination, and yet she felt his erection growing longer and harder, like it was a little animal uncurling from sleep. The tense, thick pole of muscle and nerves now felt like the hilt of a sword in her hands—and she hadn't even wielded anything bigger than a butcher knife! She felt in awe at the size of his cock, which contributed to her fondling it like she would a pet, rubbing and stroking the shaft, patting the head, tracing her fingers down the underside—which further contributed to giving Tatsumi such a pleasurable first ever handjob.

A handjob that ended very soon, when he came.

"Oh!" She felt something hot hit her palm, causing her to jerk her hand back in surprise. Then, unopposed, his semen came spurting out in thick jets, landing all over the forest floor while she watched amazed. For Tatsumi, it somehow felt better than any other time he had cum: confirming to his mind that a woman's touch was far better than his own when it came to masturbating.

When his ejaculation ceased, he was panting heavily, leaning hard against a tree trunk for support as Enri bent down to examine his cock like it was some cute little forest creature. She poked at the end of it in wonder, having just seen it pour out so much thick liquid with a stench that made her dizzy. His cock, which hadn't subsided yet, did not allow himself to back down, especially not when a woman was still staring at it with innocent curiosity.

"Do you mind if I…?" she asked.

"Eh?" He wondered what she was doing, but couldn't really say anything. He couldn't even do anything. He was moving on instinct by this point, and instinct told him to stay put when a beautiful woman was falling on her knees while tugging at your erect cock like it was a water spout, waiting to be turned on.

Though he did feel a little trepidation when she put her face close to his groin and, hesitantly, licked the tip of his cock.

"…?"

"Hmmmm…" Enri's face looked like she was deep in thought. She looked up at him. "Sorry. Was just curious."

"It's… f-f-fine…" he stammered. "A-anyway, I..."

"You…" She licked her lips. "Do you mind if I…?" Her mouth hovered over his shaft, showing to him all the implications of what she was going for.

Was this normal? He felt no danger from her. Perhaps not the most vulnerable part of his body, but it was still rather important. He didn't think she would harm him, so he just nodded like an idiot. She smiled hesitantly, and pushed her tongue forward to lick at the front portion of the flared tip.

It was like she was tasting him, like some curious cat, as she laid soft, wet tongue licks up and down his stiff, twitching cock.

"Mmmm… Hmmmphhh…"

Perhaps it was instinct that stopped her from doing anything foolish with a man's cock near her mouth: such as being too eager and sinking her teeth into the delicate flesh. Nonetheless, the lack of her experience was clear with the way her teeth did graze past the surface. The bumpy sensations that ensued only pleasured Tatsumi all the more, as if being serviced by a woman wasn't just enough.

Her mouth had engulfed the tip, her tongue swirling around its flared shape and sending all sorts of pleasurable shocks to his brain. Tatsumi felt weak-kneed all of a sudden, a state he'd only ever experienced when subjected to a grueling workout. But this was just him getting his cock serviced by Enri, as he suddenly felt a whole bunch of sensations that he would never be able to forget for as long as he lived.

He grunted as he squirmed in place, as her lips started sliding down towards the base of his cock. Tatsumi realized he was actually moving his cock in and out of her mouth. The sensation of being wrapped in such a warm, soft, and moist sheath had him gasping for breath as sparks of pleasure burst in his mind. As if sensing his state of mind, Enri actually started moving faster and more eagerly, practically smothering his cock inside her hot mouth like she was savoring a particularly tasty meal.

She was practically already pulling him deep into her throat, though she did pause when she felt a little pain there. She had yet to prepare her throat, and thus contented herself with just lathering her tongue all over his cock.

"Why… are you doing this…?" he asked, unable to believe what was happening right in front of his eyes.

She pulled away from his cock with a loud *smack*. She looked up at him bashfully, a thin trail of spit bridging the gap between the tip of his cock and her lovely mouth. "I just wanted to give my personal thanks to you…" she said. "For helping us…"

"You don't have to… ughhh… Haaah…!"

It was as if she was ignoring his protests entirely as she continued sucking loudly on his cock. She was beginning to suck his cock with more boldness, with more force, sucking on the tip hard when she heard and saw his pleased reaction. She fell just short of actually chewing on his cock, and the resultant tightness served to ease out another orgasm churning inside his balls.

Tatsumi could no longer take it. He was sinking too deep into the alluring abyss of pleasure. He felt as if something were slowly being coaxed from him, like a dam struggling to keep up against a sudden surge of water from upstream. If he could open up, just a little bit, then…

"Aaahhh… haaah…"

"Mmmph… Slurphhh… Pfaaahhh…"

His legs were about to give out. Not even all those moments of training and fighting could prepare him for the mind-blowing, body-melting sensations that were pumping through his nerves. But then salvation came when she gripped his thighs. She was holding him upright; while at the same time pressing him closer to her, and burying his cock as deep as could be managed inside her mouth without reaching her throat. He felt her moan over his cock, the vibrations sending a new wave of sensations that savaged the root of his rationality.

When his orgasm came, it erupted when he didn't even expect it. The dam just broke, and the fact didn't even register in his mind that his cock was still inside her mouth, and that whatever was coming out was shooting straight inside her.

The fresh, hot spurts of gooey liquid splashed inside her throat, making her cough. Her cheeks ballooned out, and for a moment she just sat there with her eyes closed. Then, she opened her eyes, and he could see the panic there. She spat him back out, and with it came the semen he had shot inside her mouth. She coughed and wheezed, pearlescent fluid mixed with drool oozing down her chin. Without anywhere to go, his orgasm continued unabated, fortunately missing her body and landing in great, whip-like patterns on the forest floor.

"That was…" he said between gasps, as he struggled to take control of his breathing.

Enri giggled. "It tasted funny." She licked the corner of her lips.

"Sorry about that," he said. He struggled to put his cock away, but she reached out to fold her fingers around it.

"Not yet," she said.

"Wha-?"

"Listen, I have a vague idea about where this is supposed to lead. I… my mother told me about it. But I have to say I'm sorry," Enri said, glancing up sadly at him. "I want to save my… maidenhood for my proper husband. I hope you understand."

"Of… of course I do," Tatsumi stammered. "Which is why it's fine—"

"Nonetheless," Enri continued, and here she smiled mischievously. "It's not like we can only do that." She smacked her lips. "As I said, allow me to thank you, Tatsumi. And now that I know how boys' things work, I can think of a few ways to thank you even more." She smiled wickedly, and the sight of it made Tatsumi wonder then and there if he was staring down at a Danger Beast. A particularly dangerous Beast that he could not beat with strength or cunning, and who had him by the balls—literally on that particular moment.

She went on to unpin her entire dress, before enveloping his cock in her cleavage. She was getting into teasing him at this point, using her breasts like some sort of toy. She tested his reactions as she squeezed and mashed around his cock, using the friction of skin to rub him down. Their mutual sweat lubricated his passage. For him, it was an entirely new sensation, different from her mouth. He came, again, splashing her breasts directly with his seed, leaving a distinct white, dripping stain.

He would always remember the sight of her scooping up gobs of his fresh cum into her mouth like it was the soft cream of a cake.

Then she would wipe herself up, stand up, turn towards the nearest tree, lean on it and look back over her shoulder towards him.

"I thought you said…"

She shook her head. "Through here…" She pointed towards her thighs, which she wiggled for emphasis.

He mounted the Beast, and inserted his cock through the gap of her thighs. She closed her thighs around him, giving him pressure like with her breasts squeezed together. At her urging he started moving his hips back and forth, sliding his cock through her slippery, sweaty thighs repeatedly. The new sensation was completely mind-blowing, and the way he was positioned behind her awakened some instinct that had him pump his hips full-stop like a dog. This must be what sex is like, he thought.

He would cum quickly, leaving yet another batch of thick white jizz on her body, though with how he kept going, some of it ended up splashing on the tree. He hugged her from behind, apologizing for actually leaning on her for support; his hands grasping her breasts for support.

They looked at each other in awe, and brought their faces together, again. The kiss was less deep, less intense, but it made their hearts flutter. Tatsumi, who was still hard, started moving again, his cock now poking insistently at the fabric of her undergarments that lay further up her thighs.

And perhaps something more might have happened in that forest, despite Enri's reservations, had there not been a shout that had come from the village.

"Enriiiii~ Where are you~~"

It was the sound of a young girl. As if a spell had broken, the two of them broke apart. They blinked and adjusted their clothes, as if they had magically come to their senses.

Without really speaking to each other, the pair ran back to the house; Enri waving to her sister who had emerged from the house. She felt awkward approaching her sister with his cum on her body.

Fortunately, she went running towards Tatsumi first, her young face shining with admiration. That allowed her to slip to the side and splash herself with water from the bucket.

"Sis, why did you do that? Is it bath time already?" the young girl asked, goggle-eyed, surprised by her sister's strange action.

The two shared a look. Tatsumi's eyes swept over her wet form, where her clothes clung even more closely over the curves and swells of her body.

Then, as if nothing had really happened, she gestured towards her sister and bid her follow her inside the house. Tatsumi stayed back, feeling a pleasant buzz inside his head. He turned and looked back towards the forest.

That was certainly going to be a memory he would always remember, whenever he'd return.