Court Magician’s Lewd Pranks on the Elf Princess

Aisha woke up just before five o'clock.

Out of habit over the years, her body naturally woke up at this time even without an alarm clock.

She opened her eyes and realized she was holding something.

It was a man's arm.

She was naked, with no clothing on, and sleeping with a man's arm pressed against her cleavage.

The owner of that arm was, of course, Keith.

When she looked at his face, he had a goofy look on his face and was breathing heavily in his sleep.

When he had suddenly come over in the middle of the night last night, I had said things like "Tell me in advance!" and "I have plans too!", but the moment he said "I'm sorry. I just wanted to see Aisha," I felt a shock as if something had been stabbed in my chest, and I let him into my room.

After that, it just seemed to happen, and while they were drinking the alcohol she had brought with them, it gradually turned into a kiss, and the usual act of supplying magical power.

It's always like that these days.

I think it's rotten.

I know I shouldn't allow this to happen.

But when Keith calls me "Aisha" by my name and gently caresses me, my heart can't resist it.

"What are you planning to do to me... you vulgar boy"

She muttered sulking at the sleeping Keith.

But there was no sense of rejection or disgust like before.

When she held Keith's arms a little tighter, her eyes moved downwards.

Keith's cock was erect, a splendid morning erection, tenting the thin comforter.

It made her feel mischievous.

It was something the old Aisha would never have done.

She put her hand under the comforter and gently gripped his rock hard cock.

"Hmmmm..."

Keith groaned.

She looked at him, wondering if he'd woken up, but he was still asleep.

She was relieved and started moving her fingers.

When she twisted her fingers around him, his penis twitched in response. It was amusing.

"You, you, you always scare me."

She continued to play with his penis, talking just loud enough not to wake Keith.

"Hmmm... ah..."

It was so amusing to hear Keith raise his voice in unison.

Soon his penis started to tremble more.

"Are you giving up? Hmph, how pathetic. You're bullying me..."

"...What... are you doing?"

"Uhh!"

She cried out in surprise at the sudden voice.

Looking over, Keith was awake. Of course, it was only natural after all that.

Aisha frantically tried to take her hand off his penis, but Keith stopped her with his own.

Aisha's hand was still wrapped around Keith's and she was still holding his penis.

"Th-this! Th-this isn't right!"

Aisha stammered and desperately tried to find an excuse, but there was no way she could find one.

"No? What's the matter? Aisha is playing with that the morning wood."

"That's not it! It's not a prank... well, it's gotten bigger again even after all that time yesterday! So, you know..."

"Yeah, you was curious."

"R-Really!!"

"No way!!"

Keith got up and climbed on top of Aisha.

He didn't put his weight on her, but applied enough pressure that she couldn't push him away.

Aisha screamed "Kyaa" as he rubbed and licked her breasts.

"Hey! Stop it!! Hmph! It's morning!! What are you doing, uhaaah!"

"It was Aisha who was playing with someone's dick in the morning, sucking and sloshing, right?"

"No! Hmph!! I am!"

Keith took his mouth off his hardened nipple, raised his body, and showed Aisha his erect dick,

"It's all because of Aisha that I'm like this... what are you going to do about it?"

"It was already like this when I woke up!"

"But it was Aisha who made me lose control."

"... it's morning."

"... no...?"

Keith asked in a voice like a stray dog soaked in the rain.

Aisha made a slightly sulky voice,

"Just once..."

Keith nodded in response and began caressing Aisha.

The caresses he received on his body, still groggy from waking up, felt soft and pleasant.

He sucked her nipples like a baby and gently massaged them.

Aisha's large, firm breasts changed shape in Keith's hands.

Enjoying this, Keith rubbed his erect cock against Aisha's legs.

He was letting Aisha know that he was ready for battle.

He then moved one hand down and touched her pussy.

It wasn't wet, but it was already warm.

He teased Aisha's clitoris with the same technique as Aisha's favorite clitoral masturbation.

"Mmmm, mmm..."

Aisha rubbed her thighs together.

He moved his finger between her legs and touched her clit, slowly shifting his position lower and lower.

Before long, the tip of his middle finger touched her pussy hole, and slid inside.

"Ahh..."

A pleasant pleasure that wasn't rough but easily tolerated slowly relaxed Aisha's body.

Along with the chirping of birds outside, the caressing he received enthusiastically seemed somehow naughty.

That made Aisha excited.

"Aisha, you're really wet..."

Keith said as he let his love juice-soaked fingers slosh around inside her vagina,

"Ahh... mmm!... because... it feels good"

It was a sweet, husky voice.

"Can I put it in?"

"... ah"

After making sure Aisha nodded, Keith moved his body and had Aisha hold her legs.

Aisha held her knees with her hands, exposing her vaginal opening, and got into a position to accept Keith. Her pink internal organs wriggled obscenely, parting her silvery pubic hair.

He thrust the tip of his cock into the hole underneath and then moved his hips to penetrate her in one go.

"Mmm... it's warm..."

A voice leaked out.

Aisha closed her eyes and said,

"Ahhh... ugh,... mmm."

The two stayed connected in silence for a while.

Checking the body temperature transmitted by their respective genitals, they slowly woke up from their morning slumber.

Then they quietly began to grind their hips.

It was by no means real, rough sex.

They did it slowly, checking each other out.

Keith lay on top of Aisha and kissed her. Aisha accepted.

Their tongues entangled and their hips moved together, and eventually a "kufu" sound escaped her.

"Ah, ah, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm... hmmm..."

Aisha arches her throat.

Her vaginal walls, already soft, move as if melting in drowsiness, as they wrap around Keith's cock.

Keith also reacts to the stimulation,

"Uh, fuh, ugh! Ah, hmmm"

They both make sounds that are neither breathing nor moaning as they rise to their peak.

His hips move forward, and the next moment, their speed increases even more,

"Ngh! I'm sorry... I'm cuuuum!"

Keith says this as he ejaculates.

The hot mass spills into Aisha.

"Mmmm... ah... hot... orgasm..."

"Mmm!... mmm... it feels good..."

As he thrusted his hips, Keith looked at Aisha's face,

"Sorry... I cum on my own."

He said with a shy smile.

Aisha then said,

"Did it feel good?"

"Very good."

"Yeah. That's good."

She smiled back and pressed her lips together.

§§§

Remembering that morning, Aisha blushed and smiled faintly.

Looking at her face, Berna asked,

"Did something good happen?"

Aisha flinched at his words.

"Of course not!!"

Aisha looked around in a panic because she'd spoken too loudly, and then she said again,

"Nothing good... happened."

"I see."

Berna didn't say anything more.

It was the belief of the elf Berna not to pry too deeply into other people's affairs.

However, Aisha, the one who was being told this, was a little confused when she was confronted with the fact that she had been in high spirits.

Happy? Me? That's ridiculous!

She desperately denied Berna's words.

That's right. She wasn't in high spirits at all.

She was just laughing at Keith's uselessness.

After all, she held the power over Keith's life and death in her hands.

If she wanted to kill him, she could do it whenever she wanted.

Keith, not knowing that, had come to Aisha's room and was immersed in her body, and was that ridiculous, pathetic, and... adorable...?

No, no, no!

Aisha shook her head vigorously.

That's not right. That's not it.

She told herself that, took a breath and faced forward.

She had to concentrate on her mission.

It was already eight o'clock. That's right, I had to concentrate.

Aisha went into Nia's room with the maids who were preparing to get up and were gathered in front of the door.

Nia's schedule for that day was a class on etiquette for ceremonies in the morning, and a singing lesson in the afternoon.

Singing is important when elves use high-level spirit magic.

But even aside from that, Nia loved singing.

So that day, she seemed to be having fun even though Keith didn't have a class.

After watching her all day, Aisha watched Nia get into bed at bedtime, then bowed and prepared to leave the room.

At that moment, she heard a voice.

"Aisha."

"Yes?"

"You're feeling better now."

"Eh?... Ah."

She was confused when she realized that Nia was talking about the time when she was worried about Keith.

I can't say that flirting with Keith made me feel better.

"Um, well..."

As I searched for the right words,

"Good. Cheer up."

The smile on Nia's face as she said this made me want to burst into tears. But,

"I was right to ask Keith-sama."

"Eh?"

Ask Keith? Why did Keith's name come up here?

My heart started beating faster when Keith's name suddenly came up.

"Um, how do you mean..."

Aisha asked.

§§§

An idiot was walking down the hallway humming.

It was Keith.

Their purpose was, of course, to get to Aisha's room.

Two days in a row would be physically exhausting, but today the thing I ordered was finished and I wanted to use it no matter what, so I headed there.

"I really need to get serious about making an aphrodisiac soon~~~"

Muttering this, he skipped down the hallway.

The reason the soldiers didn't find him suspicious was because Keith was wearing the [Marishiten Cloak] that he had stolen from Aisha.

Lately, he always wears it when heading to Aisha's room in the middle of the night.

As he arrived in front of Aisha's room, Keith switched his attention to that same character.

He gave a soft knock on the door.

But there was no reply.

The door, which usually opens immediately, didn't open.

Thinking that was odd, he knocked again.

It still didn't open, so he wondered if she was asleep.

Given the time, she should have definitely returned.

So, the only possibilities were that she was asleep or taking a bath.

As he was wondering what to do, the door opened.

"What, you're awake?"

Keith froze when he saw Aisha's face as she said that.

She was glaring at him.

She was really glaring at him.

"Um, well..."

When he tried to speak to her,

"What do you want...?"

What's wrong? What happened?

It was such a big change that it made him want to ask.

What happened to that feeling he had this morning?

Why has my likeability suddenly dropped so much? ?

In a panic, he tried to think of the reason but couldn't figure it out.

But he thought that the first priority was to enter her room,

"I... want, well..."

"We did that this morning..."

"Ah, but..."

"...Hmph..."

Aisha left the door open and returned to her room without saying anything.

It seemed like she was saying "do as you like." Keith followed her lead and entered the room.

Aisha's loungewear was a long sweater that reached her thighs.

She was probably wearing hotpants underneath, but they were hidden by the bottom of the sweater, making it look like she wasn't even wearing them, which was erotic.

The color was cream, which matched well with her brown skin.

Inadvertently forgetting Aisha's bad mood, he put his luggage on the floor and hugged her from behind.

"That outfit suits you well. You're cute."

"... That's enough."

He was about to say that she was cute when he was interrupted.

Eh? Just as I was thinking that, Aisha untied Keith's arm and said,

"That's enough about saying that... Stop worrying about it."

"Um... What do you mean?"

"Don't worry about me. Use me however you like."

She was calling him by his name again, as she had done until this morning.

And although the way she spoke was different from the disgust and contempt she had used at first, there was still a distant ring to it.

Aisha lay down on the bed and said nothing more.

"...What's wrong? Did I do something?"

It was so unnatural and incomprehensible that Keith had no choice but to ask.

Aisha on the bed bit her lip for a moment,

"I heard everything from Lady Nia."

That was all Keith could say.

Keith's heart nearly stopped.

You heard it? Everything?

What I'm still doing with her ass???

No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

If that was the case, Aisha should have killed Keith by now.

But that wasn't the case.

You heard it? What did you hear?

"You heard it...what?"

He asked with a parched mouth.

"Lady Nia asked you, right? To examine me."

"Huh?"

The words were so far removed from his imagination that he couldn't help but let out a silly voice.

"There's no need to lie. I heard it from Lady Nia...that when she was worried about me, Lady Nia asked you to check on me."

"..."

"Then the next time you came, you were nicer to me...I know. You were nice to me because Lady Nia asked you to, right?"

Keith didn't say anything.

Aisha, who decided that this was a positive sign, laughed self-deprecatingly and said,

"I didn't know that, and I didn't question why you were nice to me...how ridiculous I am."

Aisha continued to look away from Keith.

"I...I...am stupid for taking seriously when you said...I'm cute, that you like me...I'm stupid."

Then, covering her face with her hands,

"It was all...all because Lady Nia ordered me to...uuhh..."

Saying this, her shoulders began to shake.

Aisha was convinced that all the kindness shown to her was actually the result of someone else's orders.

In fact, it was a much more despicable thought, but Aisha, who had no idea about it, cried at this feeling, something she had never felt before.

Just like a little girl.

Keith almost laughed at how childish her way of thinking was, but then he made a serious expression and asked,

"Do you really think that's true?"

He asked as he sat on the bed.

"Do you really think that I became kind to Aisha because the princess told me to?"

"...I guess that's true."

"That can't be true...I just happened to realize that Aisha liked being kind, and the princess asked me to."

"...That's a lie."

"It's not a lie."

"It's definitely a lie."

Keith gently stroked Aisha's head.

"Don't you trust me?"

"... You're going to deceive me like that again... You always deceive me... You make a mess of me... I'm not going to trust you anymore."

Keith stood up without saying anything to Aisha, who wouldn't even look at him.

Keith was looking down at her in silence, thinking that he couldn't say anything because it was the truth.

She was even more saddened.

She could see that Keith was looking down at her in silence.

But no matter what he said or did to her, she had no intention of trusting or believing him.

That was her decision.

To Aisha,

"... You're still wearing the ring, aren't you?"

Hearing his words, Aisha looked at the ring finger on her right hand.

The mithril ring Keith had given her.

It had become like a part of her body, and Aisha said,

"I-I'm giving this back too!! I bet you made this just to please me!!"

And with that, she tried to take it off.

"The princess asked me to look after Aisha two days before she gave it to her. It's not something you can make in two days."

The ring was certainly intricately designed, and it didn't look like it could be made in two days.

But Aisha responded,

"Then you made it to give to someone else! And then you gave it to her as if it was for me!"

"The size should have been made to fit Aisha."

And that was true.

The ring fit perfectly on Aisha's finger.

It was hard to believe that it was made to fit someone else's finger.

"I made it to give to Aisha. I made it just for Aisha. The time and feelings I spent on it weren't a lie. I have the proof."

Aisha looked at her own finger.

The small, beautiful ring was shining.

"If you still can't trust me... I get it. I won't come here anymore... I won't even talk to you anymore."

Keith laughed sadly.

"Don't worry. I'll keep my promise... As for magic, well... I'll get on my knees and beg some random woman for it..."

Then she picked up her things and left the room.

But she stopped in front of the door.

"Well then... this is the end, isn't it?"

And with that, she left the room.

"Are you... finished?"

In the room where Keith had disappeared, Aisha muttered on the bed where Keith's scent still lingered.

§§§

"Come on come on come on come on come on..."

"Master, what have you been mumbling about since a while ago?"

Lou asked Keith, who was sitting in a chair and staring at the door to his room.

Keith didn't take his eyes off the door for even a moment,

"Wait a second! My future nightlife is on the line now!!"

"Meow?"

"I've set it up... now it's just a matter of whether it works... come on, come on, come on..."

"I'm so nervous, I don't know what to do, this guy."

Lou said, and started eating his crunchy cat food.

At that moment, there was a very unreliable "knock knock" knock on the door.

"Meow?"

Lou raised his head,

"Yeeeesss!! Here it comes!!!"

Keith made a fist pump and stood up.

He then turned off the silencer magic and headed for the door.

He slapped his grinning face a couple of times to fix it, and slowly opened the door.

There,

"...Aisha"

Keith said in a voice that sounded surprised on purpose.

Aisha was standing in front of the door.

Aisha, crying her face down, jumped into Keith's chest,

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Keith gently covered Aisha's lips with his own as she apologised in a throaty voice.

Then, wiping away her tears with his fingers,

"You would believe me... I believed you."

Keith smiled, and Aisha buried her face in his chest again, crying.

Keith held Aisha tightly, making a fist pump and sporting a smug look that was rare in recent years.

There was a vile scoundrel.