Ascension of the Master Assassin - Chapter 41: Praise the Grannies

“I understand. Then… allow me to serve you. Lord Venn. B—B—But… the real thing has to wait till w—we are officially married. I will use my m—mouth this time.” Ysera offered her service with her hands waving around in a panic after taking a glance at Venn’s erected tent.

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“Y—You don’t have to do this now. I will fulfill my part of the deal regardless.” Venn stammered a bit with his face turning slightly red and at a loss of what to say. Even if his character wasn’t exactly what one would deem as upright, he also knew that this was wrong and did not want to exploit anyone even if the other party is a game character.

Like what Ysera had requested, Venn had treated her as an equal.

However, her lucrative offer to hand over the entire assets of the Oni Clan to him on a silver platter if they were to be married was deadly attractive to him. Thus, he did not reject her advances entirely.

He could already imagine the enormous wealth and advantage he was to gain if he successfully completed the liberation of the Oni Clan.

Besides that, faced with Ysera who was bending over and approaching him on all fours with a timid expression on her face, his honest body began violently protesting against any thoughts of rejecting Ysera’s alluring advances.

“It’s too late now. You have seen every part of me. According to the clan’s practice, I cannot marry anyone else but you.” After noticing Venn’s struggle, Ysera said. “Or am I not attractive enough?”

With intense internal struggle, Venn couldn’t move a muscle and simply sat down on the expensive wooden chair with his heart pounding heavily. He swore that he would die of a heart attack soon if his heart beat increases any further.

Meanwhile, while all that was happening, Ysera was gradually closing her distance with Venn whilst her tiny waist swayed sideways in an incredibly lewd manner like an innocent kitten that was suddenly being offered with food.

And soon, she managed to lean over onto Venn’s legs with her knees on the ground and with her eyes earnestly staring at Venn’s lower body.

“Can I?” Ysera asked in a soft whisper, in which Venn replied with a nod. He was no saint. Faced with Ysera’s seductive body, he trusts that no healthy male would have the self-restraint to reject her. By now, the anticipation was killing Venn.

After getting a confirmation from Venn to proceed, Ysera squeezed out a nervous smile from her face. It was her first time that she was in this kind of situation and she was extremely tense, however as a female Oni, it was her duty not to burden her husband in all kinds of situations, including during her service to him.

It was a custom and a widely accepted way of behaving that the women of the Oni Clan adhere to. Along with the custom that was passed down by the ancestors, techniques in bed were passed down as well, often through gossip and stories from grannies and married elders of the families. Hence, as the princess of the Oni Clan who had reached the age of marriage, Ysera deemed herself to be quite experienced in such matters despite never having first-hand experience.

She had already immersed herself in the role of Venn’s wife. She knew that without the help of Venn, the possibility of winning the goblins was extremely low. Thus, regardless of the outcome she had nothing to lose. Moreover, Venn had already relinquished control of his fate to her. She believed that she should do the same.

With a gentle pull, Ysera managed to remove Venn’s pants. But, what she saw was totally out of her expectation. When she saw that a tent had erected instantaneously right in front of her widened eyes, the sight got her shrieking.

“Huh…”

“Wha—What’s this?! It’s getting all big… and it’s throbbing… It looks so grotesque! Can this even fit in my mouth?” Ysera’s face went from amazement to terrified in a matter of seconds. But after some gazing at the incredible looking monolith, Ysera calmed herself down and grabbed Venn’s penis with conviction.

Her small hands were all over Venn’s rod. Unsure of what to do, she squeezed and kneaded it whilst becoming gradually engrossed in its reaction. Then, with a pair of puppy eyes, she mumbled to herself.

“Er, what should I do? I’ve never done this before. But, one of the grannies did say that eye contact is very important.”

Shifting her sight towards Venn, she was delighted deep inside to see Venn gazing at her with passion. Tucking her hair behind her left ear, and opening her cherry lips, her face inches closer to the tip of Venn’s scorching hot rod, all the while maintaining eye contact with Venn with her exotic crimson eyes.

“This… This is so erotic! The inside of her mouth is so warm… Is this supposed to be like this?”

A heavenly pleasure soon overtook every fibres of Venn’s body as Ysera swallowed his rod inch by inch with her tiny mouth. Despite trying her best, she found herself unable to take in everything as her mouth and throat was filled to the brim.

Remembering the wise words of her granny, she started stroking Venn’s little man up and down repeatedly using her mouth, bobbing her head swiftly, and sometimes throwing her tongue into the mix.

Her mouth was slippery and warm, providing Venn a pleasure that he had never experienced before as his penis felt incredibly comfortable being wrapped around the inside of Ysera’s mouth. Watching how Venn’s legs would twitch and tremble every time she moved her tongue around, she felt a great sense of achievement as well.

Paying great attention not to injure Venn with her teeth, she sped up the movement of her head as she grew increasingly comfortable with the act. Before long, slurping sounds of saliva could be heard echoing in the guest room of the manor.