Roxanne darts forward, her upper body lowered and her shield forwards; she is moving quickly. When she gets into range, she ducks under the Needle Wood’s arm and slashes its exposed wooden chest.
With a ‘Thud’ her sword takes a fairly large chunk out of the Demon’s skin, green smoke jetting out, as well as causing it to recoil with its familiar grinding shriek.
The Needle Wood swung its other wooden arm, but Roxanne easily stepped around it; her well-aimed slash cutting the same place, widening the deep wound.
If my estimate was correct, in one more attack, the Demon should die.
With almost no effort, she gets the final attack and the Needle Wood disappears in a puff of green smoke.
She moves incredibly smoothly, almost like her body is made from silk, stepping around swings, or ducking under them; she dodged by paper-thin margin--
“Amazing, you avoided all of the attacks.” I said as I walked up to her.
“Thank you, master.” Roxanne looked at me, her tail wagging.
I reached over and stroked her head, playing with her ears.
“Ehehehe.” She actually let out a giggle as she pushed up against my hand--her cheeks were slightly flushed, “C-Can we keep going, Master?”
“Sure.” I couldn’t help but find her reaction cute.
Holding her shield up, Roxanne slowly moved forwards, sniffing at the entrances to corridors, before looking at me for permission--which I would give.
For some reason, her movements seem impossible for a normal person, they remind me of how I fight when using the Overwhelming Skill.
I think she had killed her fifth Needle Wood, when I suggested that we have a break.
We were currently inside a Safe Room--and when I sat down against the wall, Roxanne tilted her head for a few seconds, before walking over and sitting next to me, cuddling up against my side.
I slowly stroked her silky hair, and fluffy ears, “Your Skill, Beast Attack, what are its effects?”
“It’s a Skill that deals a large amount of damage to Demons, in a single hit.” She paused, looking down, “But, I can only use it one or two times with my Mana. So, please command me when to use it, Master.”
“I see, thanks for explaining.”
“Master.” Roxanne suddenly spoke, looking up at me. For some reason, she looked nervous.
“Yes?”
Her voice had pulled my attention back, since I had been relaxing against the wall--while enjoying the fluffy feel of her hair and ears, as well as her nice scent…and soft body resting against me.
“C-Can I kiss you?”
The way she asked with upturned eyes, and flushed cheeks…again I was struck with the urge to push her down then and there--as well as guilt over the fact that when I looked at her, I was almost overcome by hormones.
“Yes.”
Roxanne smiled, shifting her position and leaning in.
Her soft, full lips pressed against mine; she seemed inexperienced, clumsy--which increased her cuteness.
I reacted, poking my tongue out and running it over her lips; she didn’t need much more prompting than that, as she pulled it in with deft movements of soft lip and damp tongue--entangling mine, suckling on it for a few moments, before releasing it, allowing me to explore her as I wished.
It may have been her first kiss, but she had good intuition--learning quickly.
I finally pulled back, feeling dizzy, both from our enthusiastic lip-lock and from lack of oxygen.
Roxanne looked at me, her eyes slightly hazy.
She moved, repositioning herself so that she was sitting on my lap; even through the leather pants, her butt was soft as it rubbed against me whenever she shifted position slightly--she wrapped her thighs around my waist, leaning down and licking my neck.
While she did this, I undid her leather breastplate, pulling it over her head as she sat back and raised her arms. She got the hint and quickly removed my breastplate and shirt--before shrugging off her own shirt.
She revealed her voluminous, perky breasts--the small pink bud at their tips was already stiff.
I smiled at her, wrapping my arms around her fluffy back--I pulled her forwards towards me; taking one of her small nipples into my mouth, I sucked it a few times, running my tongue over it. Her gasps gave way to a soft moan and she shuddered a little.
Releasing her puffy nipple, I pulled my head back a little, looking up at her through the valley of her cleavage. My eyes met hers, she was looking down with damp eyes and her mouth slightly parted. Her small pink tongue was hanging out a little as she gasped and panted.
Squirming out of my embrace, Roxanne stood up and pulled off her leather pants. She looked down at me for a second, her eyes dewy, and her ears twitching; before getting down onto all fours, her pale-white, curvy ass facing me.
My attention was drawn to where her shapely thighs met, the small, wet, lower-lips that peeked out of a rather thick bush of curly black hair. Her tail was raised, fluttering, as she stared back over her shoulder at me, her large breasts swaying below her body.
“Master, please.” Her voice was filled with heat.
I stood up, taking off my pants as well.
My adorable slave was offering, so how could I not take her up on it.
It may have been her first time, but she had good intuition--learning quickly.
Roxanne and I lay on the cold stone ground--well not so cold, heated by our combined body-warmth; she was wrapped around me, her sweaty thighs encompassed my right leg, and her plump breasts pressed against my side.
She had her head laid on my chest, nuzzling me.
“Master.” Roxanne murmured.
Since she had come here, she felt slightly different; more confident--I had felt the heat in her gaze increasing ever since she started fighting.
“Yeah?”
“The Slave Trader told you about the ability I have, yes?” She looked at me with slightly narrowed eyes, and a contented expression on her face.
“He said that you can read what people are feeling.” I was curious as to why she was bringing it up.
“It’s sort of like that, I can read people’s intentions. Whether they mean well, or are bad people; as well as if they like or dislike something. It’s a skill that read peoples’ Souls.”
“That’s a pretty good skill.” I stroked her hair.
“It is, but…it doesn’t work on you, master; it feels like your soul is different than everyone else--” She looked down, “Sorry, master.”
“I wonder if it’s because I am not from this world.”
“It’s possible, master.” Roxanne nods.
She pauses for a second, before speaking again “It’s because this is apparently a skill that passes from mother to daughter--my mother also has this ability. She’s a High Priestess of Ierra, the Goddess of Darkness and Shadows.”
“Then how come your family is in debt, so much so that you had to become a slave?”
“I don’t know, exactly. All I know is that one of the Priests who worked with my mother convinced the Bishop of the Temple of Shadows that my mother owed him money…Well, that’s what she told me.” Roxanne rubbed her face on my chest as she spoke.
“I see.” I looked down at Roxanne, before releasing her with a feeling of reluctance, “Let’s continue moving through the Dungeon.”
Standing up, I helped her to her feet.
“Please, master--allow me.” Roxanne bowed, before picking up my clothing; she carefully put it on me. Stepping with a nod, she began to slowly dress herself--somehow making the act seem erotic…like a reverse strip-show.
“Master, I’m ready--can I hunt, please?” Her tail was wagging as she asked, her ears twitching.
“Alright.” I scratch the base of her ears a few times, before putting her helmet onto her head.
***
Roxanne takes the lead, she sniffs the entrance to each corridor, before deciding whether to entering.
It only takes a few moments to arrive at the first place with Demons.
“Your sense of smell is amazing, able to locate the Demons so quickly.” I say to Roxanne.
She had been waiting back by my side, ready to charge as soon as I gave the command, “Thank you, Master.” Her tail briefly swayed, before she focused on the Demon again.
Well, until now, I had been walking around randomly--the difference in efficiency is overwhelming.
“Go!”
“Yes.”
With my command, she charges towards the Demon.
“Use Beast Attack.”
I wanted to see her move in action.
“Yes, master. Beast Attack!”
As soon as she finished the Incantation for her Skill, a glowing, ethereal Wolf head appeared behind her--quickly shooting forwards with jaws open wide.
When the Wolf Head reached it, the Needle Wood shrieked once, before it disappeared with a poof of green smoke.
Roxanne let out a sigh.
“That was incredible.” I walk over to her and gently pat her helmet--I forgot that she was wearing it; but she still seemed to enjoy it.
“Thank you, Master.” She smiled happily, her tail wagging.
“Here, use this sword to kill the next Demon. It is a special weapon that will help you regain your lost Mana.”
I pass her Excalibur.
“Yes, master.” She accepted the sword, and looked at it with glittering eyes, a string of drool coming from the corner of her mouth, “It’s so shiny, and powerful looking.”
“Yeah, it is.” I patted her head.
It only took us a few moments to find another Demon.
As soon as I gave her the signal; she darted forwards--and looked shocked when the Needle Wood died in a single hit.
“It’s a nice sword…a s-single blow.” Roxanne spoke in a tone of awe, handing the Excalibur back to me, though her fingers lingered on the handle--she seemed a little reluctant, “I take it that the sword is also a secret?”
“Yep.” I sheathed Excalibur.
“Ehehehe.” She giggled, her eyes beginning to show a familiar heat--it seems that fighting got her excited…in more ways than one.
I’m not sure why, but there was something strangely adorable about that.
“I will be killing the next one.” I smile at her, “Please, lead the way.”
“Yes, Master.” Roxanne nodded, and then lead me down a series of corridors.
There it was, another Needle Wood.
“Alright, I will attack it barehanded--fight by my side.” I order Roxanne as I run towards the Demon.
She attacks from the right, and I attack from the left--this was the first time I had used my Taekwondo since I came to this world. Luckily, I had trained with punching a wooden post, and I was wearing leather gloves here.
There is a cracking noise when I hit the wood, green smoke began drifting out.
Roxanne barely caused any damage, but she enthusiastically punched the Demon--managing to dodge every retaliatory attack,
After allowing her to have her fun, I punched the Demon twice more--in the same place; the chest cracked open and the Needle Wood collapsed to the ground in a puff of green smoke, and the clatter of a branch.
After it died, I cast Set Party-Member Class.
Name: Roxanne
Available Classes:--Beast Soldier - Lv11; Villager - Lv8; Farmer - Lv1; Warrior - Lv1; Swordsman - Lv1; Explorer - Lv1; Alchemist - Lv1; Monk - Lv1
Class: Beast Soldier - Lv11
I check my Class Setting Page.
Yep, I got Monk as well.
That was easier than expected--though, when and how did Roxanne unlock Alchemist?
This chapter took me hours of rewrites to get as close to 'okay' as I could--many changes. It was horrible lol.
Please--feel free to point out any issues.
Though, them having sex, Roxanne's special Skill, her mother being a High Priestess, and the events with the Bishop are really the only important things, as well as the MC's Soul being different. So they cannot change.
Well, they just had s*x in an unsecured public room (kind of like how he walked in on Radia and her knights). I am kind of surprised he didn't warp them back to the hotel, and since he didn't it would have been hilarious if Radia returned the favor and walked in on him here... Just saying.
@Blizzisme It would have, but I am not too good at writing awkward scenes like that, unfortunately.
Man.... you fail at being a man of culture by cutting the erotic part short!. Also. Lets shave roxane down there
. The hair gets in the way when you lick it.
Was a good chapter, but I felt like the main event faded to black there.
I like that not even the first floor enemies are slug fests for Roxanne. She will level rapidly, im sure she will also get multiclass soon enough. In the original story, it felt like a huge waste to make her the white mage. The dwarf was a much better candidate besides needing to level master Smith. Then again, only the dragonoid? Was truly better at her role in combat than the mc could be anyway. The petrification felt like it turned the grind fest into more of a grind fest, while reducing the difficulty that was already low since mc fought way below his groups capabilities (floor level)
I don't remember that far into the main; but I plan on keeping Roxanne a vanguard. The Elf can be a ranger-type, the cat a scout/rogue, the dwarf a tank, etc. The MC will be the healer/support (I mean, with access to 4+ classes...what's a better role for him?) lol.
Most s*x scenes fade to black, unless there is something very different (it is difficult to write unique ones, since they are fairly similar once it's put in lol).
@Tek The elf was a mage in the original work since she was an ex-noble turned into a slave. If you have the dragonewt girl be a tank then Roxanne works as a melee dps / offtank if we're thinking of an MMO-like party. From there the dwarf and catgirl one should be a healer, and I think the dwarf fits best at least going by the original story, the Catgirl being some kind of rogue/assasin dps or something, or perhaps she could be a ranged dps. Elf the mage or healer I suppose and MC the floater, being melee or magic dps or support or all of the above all at once when they need it.
In regards to all scenes seeming the same in the end, I think that all depends on the skill of the one writing it. In Enthralled the crystal heart saga by prax venter, there is 3 girls and probably in the dozens of scenes lasting many pages each one over 4 books. I can assure you that none of them (the scenes) felt the same at all, and I felt like they added rather than subtracted from the overall story or plot. Though, by book 3 I was skipping them because I wanted the plot to wrap up, but still. You could also write like Daniel Schinhofen where basically "first" scenes are fully detailed and the rest are summarized/FTB with the exception of any scenes that are important to the plot. If you haven't read either of these, they can be downloaded from Zlibrary (google it) or many have titles on Kindle Unlimited, I highly recommend them.
@bilinear When I have time to read, I'll check them out. Unfortunately, writing those kinds of scenes aren't my forte lol.
I could try that setup--but the Dwarf would make a better DPS than healer, if I remember correctly (She likes wielding large weapons, and as a blacksmith class, she should use a massive hammer.)
Either way, I will see where it goes; since authors don't always have control over our creations...they shift and change depending on all sorts of in-story variables lol.
@Tek Of course the dwarf girl could be useful as a melee dps in this story, in the original it seemed she brought less to the party except for her crafting. Could even go for her being some kind of 2h paladin type in this one, it all depends. Someone should be the dedicated healer though.
@bilinear That's true.
Thank you for the input.
Well, I will see how it changes over time.