Did she already know what I would ask her for?

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It's beginning to get dark when I leave Cael's war tent.

Then I start to head into the trees again, to find a place far enough away to use Space Travel, when...

"Emir! How have you been?..." says a woman who is approaching my position from several meters away.

She has shoulder-length reddish hair, dark brown eyes, and a very beautiful face.

The woman is dressed in a fine white shirt and tight-fitting brown cloth trousers, which enhance her magnificent feminine figure, and ends in black leather boots.

[Beatrice Shadow Lvl 1]

'Where does her face look familiar? Also, Shadow Class Lvl 1? She's the first person I've seen with that class other than Cael.'

"... We hadn't spoken since I met you that day when we were still in the Golden Lion guild. I heard that you also left the guild...."

'Ahhh, I remember... She is the Assassin that Fabio had sent to find out things about me.'

"... But it's not surprising, considering what happened. Last I heard, Fabio is having a lot of trouble paying off the debts he incurred with the Adventurers guild...."

'Hahaha, I'm glad my revenge worked out so well. That's the least Fabio deserves for daring to threaten the safety of the people close to me.'

"... What did surprise me was seeing my former guildmate at the awards ceremony the other day. Well done, Emir! Or should I call you Golden Archer?"

'Wait, wait, wait, wait, how does she know that the Emir she met in the Golden Lion guild is the Golden Archer? More importantly, how does she recognize me? I have the perception inhibitor active, don't I?'

As I start thinking at full speed, I quickly check the pendant around my neck and see that it is indeed working.

'And even more importantly, why is she being so friendly with me? We've only met once, and that encounter didn't end well... Hmm... Maybe I misunderstood her and she was just playing hard to get'

Then I notice, as if for the first time, that Beatrice’s body, with its smooth, pale skin, is well developed, extremely flexible and athletic, and...

Erotic.

'Hmmm... But most important of all, was she this hot the last time we met? Maybe it's just the effects of sexual abstinence...

Later, I have to talk to Alessia about this....

If she wants me not to sleep with women other than her and Delia… and perhaps Melisa, she has to make sure she fulfills her marital duties....

That way we could prevent things like this from happening.'

As Beatrice approaches me, I can't stop my gaze from wandering hungrily over all her feminine attributes.

From her appetizing waist to her modest breasts, which, despite not being very large, make a gentle sway with her every step she takes.

And I also cannot stop the member of my trousers from getting harder and harder in response to what I am seeing.

' - I can clearly see the direction of your gaze, you fucking bastard! My eyes are up here! Haa... It's just as nasty as I remembered.... How can this guy be one of the Castemira kingdom's war heroes?' 

'Hmm... Never mind the past. If she's friendly to me now, I can't respond with hostility. It's a matter of politeness, isn't it?'

"Ahh, hello. How have you been? The truth is, I wasn't expecting it either.... I'm no one special to be a part of that kind of thing," I say as the woman approaches, and I make an effort to remember the character I had used in the Golden Lion guild.

' - Sure! So they gave you the top spot because each and every one of the higher-ups got confused, right? Haa... I don't know who he thinks he's fooling, but I'll play along.'

"You're being very modest, Emir. I always knew you were destined to achieve great things..." says Beatrice with a sincere smile.

Then the beautiful woman moves a little closer to me, until only a few inches separate us, and I can almost feel the heat emanating from her body.

'Is that so? I may have misunderstood this girl's attitude last time. She doesn't seem like a bad person. Besides, those full lips.... How I'd love to bite them'

'- Hmm.... he probably doesn't remember much about our previous encounter because of how drunk he was; let's use that to my advantage.'

"... Now I regret even more the fact that you overslept that day and couldn't tell me about your exploits."

'That I fell asleep? That's not what happened...

Hmm...

Maybe she regrets what she did, but she is too shy to admit it....

Everyone deserves a second chance, especially if they have that kind of body....

How many rounds will she resist with me in bed?...

Alessia and Delia are usually knocked out after two or three rounds, but this girl seems to be much more prepared to be treated roughly'

"Yes, that's a pity. If you want, now we can go somewhere more private, and we could.... talk all you want," I say hoarsely, my mind clouded by the pressure I feel in my crotch.

' - Good! Lucky for me, he's still the same horny twat I remembered'

'That smile... Is that a yes?'

A part of me tells me that maybe I'd better get out of the war zone and go see Alessia and Delia to relieve this need I'm feeling.

But that part is very small. 

And it's being choked by a judo key being applied by the much larger part of me that screams that I should get my needs met now, and that nothing assures me that Alessia and Delia will be in the mood to help me.

"I'd love that!..." says Beatrice, jumping up and hanging onto my neck with both her hands.

Her movement makes her whole body momentarily crash against mine.

Making me feel every detail of her hot anatomy before she leans back on her legs, sliding her body against mine in the process.

The girl is almost as tall as I am, but she has an air of maturity and intelligence that makes her seem much taller than she is.

Her face is very close to mine, and our height difference is not so great that I have to tilt my head to look at her.

Now that we are so close, I can notice that her cheekbones and nose have a thousand tiny freckles, and that her eyes have little hints of green and hazel among the brown of her iris.

Details that are not visible to the naked eye but which harmonize perfectly with her fire red hair and pale skin.

Then she takes me by the hand and starts to lead me to some unknown place.

"... Follow me; I know the perfect place."

'I... I can't resist her….

I probably should, but she's so hot…. Besides...

We're just going to talk. If our conversation leads to anything else.... 

Well, so maybe it was destined to happen, as Delia likes to say…. 

Hmm, I'm going to create a personalized tag for Beatrice on my map, just in case I want to meet her again in the future'

As my mind starts to wander about various things, I let the redhead take me wherever she wants.

 

...

 

'What is this? My body... am I paralyzed? Is this some kind of foreplay? Hmm... I don't dislike it at all'

Beatrice took me to a tent on the outskirts of the army and asked me to sit in a chair while she poured me something to drink.

After taking a bottle of wine and two glasses, she sat in the same chair as me, straddling my legs, and began actively demonstrating how interested she was in me.

After a few drinks, I began to feel a slight warmth and tingling in my body, but I related it to the caresses of Beatrice's hands.

Now I realize that the tingling was a sign of something else.

'It doesn't matter... Every now and then, it's good to try new things. The idea of using paralyzing poison for sex would never have occurred to me, but I can see why it might be a good idea'

I fully feel Beatrice's hands against my chest, her lips against my neck, and the weight of her body against mine.

All this while, I can't move my body or react in any way.

The situation creates a feeling of helplessness that is turning me on so much.

And it makes me feel a slight pain in my penis, from how hard it is pressing against the weight of Beatrice's soft buttocks.

I almost feel that if my spear hardens any more, it might actually pierce my clothes and hers and bury itself deep in her loins.

'Agh... It's almost as if the size of my underwear and trousers aren't big enough to house my penis, but that doesn't make any sense.'

"How do you feel, darling?" whispers Beatrice softly in my ear as her hands squeeze my biceps hard, her nails digging into my skin through the fabric of my clothes.

' - How disgusted I am to call this scum 'darling'! Haa... but all men are the same. They go to bed without a thought with the first woman who shows them the slightest sign of affection, and the next day they forget all about her.'

In another situation, I would probably be uncomfortable with the way she squeezes my biceps, but now, as aroused as I am, all I can think about is that she's not squeezing me hard enough. 

' - And if they don't, they see her as a trophy or symbol of their conquest, but they don't see her as a person anymore. Haaa… I have to be patient... Just a few more minutes.... Just a few more minutes, and I will be able to get rid of this pig'