First Victim

Bell awoke to find a wooden ceiling above him. The golden rays of sunshine flowed through the open window and to the solid west wall. The door to the room barely escaped the sun's rays, just barely touching the glowing part of the wall.

"Bell!" Hestia exclaimed and jumped on top of him.

"Oof!"

"Are you okay? They say they found you passed out on the first floor after you fought and defeated a minotaur!" worry was in her voice as she looked Bell over. He was more battered and bruised than wounded. His body was covered in cool damp towels to prevent swelling. And he smelled of alcohol to disinfect any open wounds that he might have.

"I'm alright now, Goddess," Bell said as he patted Hestia's head.

"Why didn't you run?" Hestia said with tears in her eyes and a break in her voice.

"I'm sorry…"

"I'm not asking you to apologize! I'm asking why didn't you run away from the minotaur!"

Bell tried to smile as he thought of an answer. Why? Why indeed…

Hestia really started crying, letting out the tears that she was holding in. "You idiot… You idiot…"

Bell cradled Hestia's head close to his chest. "Today is the last day… I just… Didn't feel like running away anymore. I'm… I'm sorry my Goddess," Bell spoke softly and Hestia cried even harder into his chest.

The sniffles of the goddess and the silent comfort of the man echoed in the room. Soon, the goddess fell asleep and Bell adjusted her so that she was comfortable on the bed. Bell limped around the room, looking for his shirt. He found it on the chair and put it on.

"Don't leave me… Bell…:" Hestia spoke in her sleep.

Bell gave her a fond smile. "I won't," he whispered. But it was a promise he didn't think he could keep. His time was up. If the curse of the devil was true, then he will die today. If the curse of the devil was a lie, then he'd get to live.

There was a soft knock at the door. Bell quietly opened it to find a blonde girl and a person that Bell had grown a crush on. Her eyes betrayed no emotion and her face was like a doll, unmoving. She was cool, too cool; but not at all cold. The girl had a heart but had trouble expressing her feelings.

"Bell," Ais greeted.

"Ms. Ais," Bell greeted in turn. He gave her a smile, "How are you?"

Ais tilted her head, looking confused at the question. "I didn't fight a minotaur." Bell's smile turned wry and he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. "Come with me," Ais said.

"Okay, please wait a minute. I'll put on my shoes," Bell said.

"Understood," Ais nodded. "I'll wait downstairs," with that, Ais disappeared down the stairs.

Bell wasted no time putting on his shoes. He took a glance at Hestia. Seeing that it was slowly turning night, he took off his jacket and used it to cover her as she slept. With that done, Bell turned the doorknob and took to the stairs. He found himself in a pretty large room that looked like a pharmacy. Herbs, medicine, and poison lined the many shelves. The room was cool, to not spoil any of the medicine. There were two doors, one to the left and one to the right. Bell was debating on which door to pick when a third door opened.

"And what, exactly, are you doing out of bed?"

Bell spun around to meet the displeased violet eyes of a young lady. She had silver hair and was dressed as a cleric. She had a bowl of herbs in one hand, a wooden spatula in another, and a vial of poison in between her fingers.

"Uh, I was—"

"Go back to bed, now. Patients need to rest," she lay the ingredients on the table in the center of the room before measuring up to Bell. Bell was taller than her but was still intimidated by the shorter girl's words.

"Forgive me, it was me that requested to talk with him," Ais' soft voice made the cleric turn from Bell to her. "Could you let this slide for now, Airmid?" she asked the cleric.

Airmid shrugged. "Fine. But I expect him to be back in bed after dinner."

Ais dragged Bell out of the pharmacy and down the road towards an inn. She opened the door and let both of them in.

"Welcome!" a gruff man greeted them with open arms.

"A room for a single night, single bed," Ais dropped some coins into the man's open hand. The man handed the key with a number on it. Bell gulped as the man's eyes glanced at him but he didn't say a word. Ais walked down the hallway and up the stairs with Bell trailing behind her. She unlocked the room and opened it for Bell.

The room was pretty sparse. A single bed like Ais asked for, a chair, a single rectangular window, and a bedside table with a candle atop it. Bell heard the click of the door's lock behind him as he was looking around the room. Ais had locked the door and walked to the bed where she started undressing.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to help you with your curse," Ais said nonchalantly. She had removed her breastplate and was in the process of removing her pauldrons. She set her gauntlets and vambrace on the bedside table and left in her backless attire.

Bell was shocked. He had already accepted death, like there was nothing that he could do. Yet here was an angel that extended her gracious hand towards him, wanting to help him. "Y-You don't have to!" Bell said even as he felt his pants get tighter. He wanted to grit his teeth, to force his lust down. He didn't want to do this. But his mind was too clouded.

"Why not?" Ais tilted her head. "Do you not want to live?"

"I-I do! But—!"

"I was there, Bell, when the Devil cursed you. And," Ais' grip on her clothes tightened. "I couldn't do anything," her voice was barely above a whisper but Bell felt the emotion behind it. "I have to take responsibility."

"There was nothing you could do against that monster."

"That's not true. If I trained harder, then maybe I could have saved you."

"Stop this, Miss Ais," Bell said. "Please, just give me the key."

"Do you really want to leave that badly? Am I that ugly?"

"...that's not fair you know," Bell wavered. "You are very beautiful and I… I don't want to take something important to you," his face was flushed red. "Please, if I die, let me die."

"Bell, you must live," Ais gripped the edges of her dress and pulled it over her head. Bell was enthralled by her nearly bare body. Only her white pieces of underwear were left to cover her. Bell's eyes absorbed every single detail, every single curve on her body. Her waist was thin yet fit.

She closed the distance between them. "Take my virginity," she said. While her voice was in its usual monotone, Bell felt a hint of embarrassment. That snapped the chords that were holding Bell back as lust took over his brain.

Bell gently pushed Ais towards the bed and pushed her down. He didn't know what to do, in all honesty. It was like he was kicked into automatic. He was too excited, too nervous. But he felt like he had to do something.

Ais looked content to wait for Bell but Bell was slightly shaking as he took off his own clothes awkwardly. His shirt joined Ais' clothing and his pants soon followed. He kicked off his boots and slid off his socks before looming over Ais once more, who hadn't moved out of the bed.

Bell didn't know what to do. He didn't know where to start. So he followed his instincts. He leaned over Ais and started nibbling her neck. Ais moaned.

"I'm sorry!"

"No, keep going."

Bell relented and kept kissing and nibbling Ais' slender neck. He started at the base where it met the shoulders and moved up until he lightly nudged her chin. Ais moaned and shivered every time she felt his lips on her skin. His hot breath tickled her and her mouth brought her pleasure she never knew about. She didn't know when but her arms wrapped around Bell, her fingers going through his hair.

"Bell…" she moaned. She felt Bell's teeth lightly dig into her skin. Her eyes opened and she arched her back. "Nnn~" she forced Bell to bite harder and the boy complied even without her saying a word. Pain mixed with pleasure and she tensed before relaxing into the bed.

Bell licked his lips. The taste of Ais stuck to them. She tasted a bit salty, a bit sweet. It was delicious. His mind was nearly gone, the beast within him remained. Without thinking he had his hand firmly on Ais' breast and the other under her head. He felt her legs squirm under his own while he planted wet kisses up and down Ais' and down her collarbone, towards her breasts.

Bell's fingers fumbled a little with the white piece of clothing before finally unclipping it. It slid it to the side and had full access to Ais' small, perky breasts. He licked his lips once more before continuing his kisses. He kissed around one breast as his hand fondled the other. Once that was done, he kissed around the other breast and his hand fondled the now damp breast.

Bell opened his mouth and took her boob in his mouth, nipple and flesh. His tongue reached out and licked up her nipple in his mouth as he sucked. Ais moaned, meaning his ministrations were working. He played with her nipple with his lips before repeating the process on her sister.

By this time, Ais felt a heat in her groin. It was a curious heat that felt like an itch. She wanted to rub it. She wanted something to rub it. She wanted someone to rub it even as he enjoyed her breasts. Bell had her pinned down, even with her superior strength. His arms, while slim, were strong and held her in place. The most she could do was adjust herself to grind against his leg.

Ais moaned as pleasure exploded from her nether regions. She kept on grinding against his leg that was in between hers. She scratched against his back as he kept sucking and nibbling and licking her breasts and nipples. Ais wanted to bite her lip and at the same time open her mouth in a moan.

Bell felt Ais rubbing her wet panties against his leg and he growled lightly. He found that hot. It was so hot. The girl under him wanted more pleasure. More. He wanted to give her that. His hands left her breast and traveled down. They didn't bother with the cloth and instead went under it.

Bell's fingers felt something hot and wet as it entered in between the underwear and Ais' body. They clumsily rubbed around and pressed. Ais moaned lightly as she pushed her body downward. Bell's fingers went in.

Ais' closed eyes opened once again and she moaned loudly. Bell took that as his initiative to explore inside her treasured place. Her walls tightened around his fingers as they searched inside. He pleasured her by rubbing and pressing what he could. Ais nearly screamed in pleasure when Bell squeezed her clit in between his fingers. Juices sprayed as Ais came. She locked her legs around Bell's hand and fingers.

Bell was pleased with himself as Ais huffed, having calmed down from cumming. Her legs were now open again. Bell adjusted himself and took off his underwear. Once that was done, Bell took Ais' panties and slid it off with a little help from her.

Bell gripped his member and gave it a few pumps. Ais looked at his cock, enthralled by it. Her eyes followed it as Bell aligned it with her wet pussy.

"Are you sure about this?" the rational part of Bell asked, one last time.

Ais looked into his eyes. Her face lacked the usual cold tone it had. The emotions on her face were pleasure, exhaustion, and… a calm acceptance. There were a few tears from the pleasure she felt but she nodded. "Take my virginity, Bell," she said once again.

Bell nodded and wordlessly pushed his dick into Ais' pussy. He took it slowly, not wanting to hurt Ais. Bell fully sheathed himself into her and Ais released a moan of satisfaction. Bell pulled back until only the tip remained before reinserting himself again.

Bell thrusted slowly until Ais started raising her hips to meet his. This stirred him up and he slowly sped up until he was thrusting wildly into Ais. Ais still met his speeds, meeting his thrusts at their peak.

The sounds of the slapping of flesh against flesh resounded throughout the room. Ais' moans and Bell's grunts of pleasure chorused. Bell grunted as he felt pleasure building in his groin before running down his shaft.

"Ais! I'm coming! Ais!" Bell said as he grabbed Ais' hips one last time and thrusted deep. Ais locked her legs around him. His warm seed filled up Ais' vagina pleasantly. Ais felt tingly in the good way as Bell's dick spilled some more of his cum inside of her. The warm feeling in her nether regions was Bell's seed, she noted.

Once Bell stopped cumming, Ais unlocked her legs from behind him. She didn't even know why she locked them. Bell pulled out from her and stared as white sperm slowly spilled out of Ais' pussy. He was about to leave the bed when Ais reached out and pulled him to lay beside her.

"Miss Ais–"

"Just call me Ais," she said softly.

"Ais," Bell breathed out.

The room's windows didn't face the west, but the east. The sunlight didn't dye Ais' blonde hair a fiery red but the moonlight gave Ais an ethereal glow. Naked, she looked even more captivating than when she wore her armor. Sweat glowed off her creamy skin, reflecting the rays of moonlight that entered through the glass pane.

Ais leaned forward and against Bell's chest. She wrapped her arms around him. She leaned her soft body against his. Bell felt her legs tangle themselves around his own. Bell returned the hug to Ais, using his one hand to rub circles around her back and the other to comb through her hair.

Ais had fallen asleep and let go of Bell. Bell quietly tucked her under the blanket. The key was laid on the bedside table. Bell found some parchment and a pen in the drawers of the table and pulled it out. He wrote Ais a short letter, so she wouldn't go looking for him when she woke up.

After wiping himself down with the inn's towels— mentally apologizing to whoever was in charge of the laundry— he put on his clothes. Bell opened the glass window, intending to jump out. He spared Ais one last glance. His gaze turned to her lips. He felt like he should've left her with a kiss… but he looked away, closed the window, and jumped to the ground.

The streets weren't bare but were less busy than in the mornings. Adventurers walked to and fro in the groups, looking for a place to stay or a restaurant that wasn't full. Bell joined the crowd and walked back to the quiet pharmacy of the Dian Cecht Familia. He opened the door to find Airmid eating a quiet meal behind the counter.

The healer raised her eyes at Bell's return but said nothing. Bell gave her a weak wave. "So, can we go home?"

"You may. Just as long as you get some rest," Airmid gave Bell a look. "Seeing you now, you will need it," she commented.

Bell blushed. "Thank you." He took the stairs up to the infirmary rooms and visited Hestia. Bell had a soft smile as he saw that his Goddess was still asleep. He walked up to her small form and lightly shook her awake.

"Wake up my Goddess, let's go home," he said.

"Hwah?" Hestia awoke and rubbed her eyes. "You smell weird Bell…" she said with a yawn. "I'm hungry…"

"Alright. Let's go get dinner first then."

"Carry me."

Bell smiled caringly. "Yes, my Goddess."

"Don't leave me, you got that?"

Bell nodded. "Yes, my Goddess."

And that's the first smut of the story. Hope you all enjoyed. *nudge nudge, wink wink*

That was pretty cringe ngl…

If you're thinking this is a one and done kinda thing, it isn't. Ais is gonna come back for a second round. And by come, I mean—

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