Genius Mage in a Cultivation World - Chapter 165: Moment to relax (smut +18)

“Ahhh,” Layn squeezed a moan through his lips when he fell off the simple bed. Even though his people spent quite a long time in the area of the camp, asking for a proper bed was still way too much.

“Hard day of work?” Irea asked with a small smirk while she continued to work around the kitchen. All of the animals they hunted on their way out from the forest were already prepared and stored. This allowed her to prove her culinary abilities by turning them into proper meals.

“You bet,” Layn replied while stretching his hands up. Once the moment of leisure passed, he allowed his hands to fall freely on the pillows made by stuffing the skins of the animals with the same grass that covered everything in every direction on the plain. “Now that we finished the first part of the canals, I had to figure out how to prevent overspilling the manure tanks,” Layn complained. Even though it was tiring just to talk about the day job, he still didn’t want to keep the girl in the dark.

With how the duties within the camp were split up, Irea ended up cooped in the kitchen for the great majority of the entire day. She would wake up earlier than anyone to prepare a solid gruel for breakfast for everyone. She would then go to the brick plant to help in infusing the bricks with a bit of her magic before rushing back to the kitchen to prepare a solid dinner for everyone.

Even now, when everyone was already done with their day’s worth of work, she was busy preparing the ingredients for tomorrow’s meals.

‘I feel kinda bad complaining about my work like that,’ Layn suddenly thought as he observed how busy Irea was with her work. ‘Now that I practically dumped this job on her…’ he hesitated before fighting off his laziness and standing up from the bed.

Given how busy the two of them were, rather than asking for a separate house to live in, Layn ended up moving all his limited stuff to the kitchen before turning the little free space there was inside into their private bedroom. While it was initially intended as the socializing center of the camp, it was long past the time since it was last used for this reason.

“Aren’t you tired?” Irea asked when she noticed Layn approaching her from behind. “Don’t worry, I’m alright. You can go to bed and wait for a little. I will join you there soon,” she added with a lovely smile as she turned her face towards the archmage for a moment.

“Mhmm…” Layn muttered as he embraced the girl from behind before hugging her closely. “How about I help you out a little?” he suggested after getting his dose of cuddles for a short moment.

“If you want, I won’t refuse any help,” Irea smiled as she replied. She then brough her hand up to touch Layn’s cheek. “But aren’t you too tired? I know you feel guilty for leaving me here to work all day. Still, it’s not that hard work, to begin with,” Irea explained her view on the matter before leaning her head back, resting it atop Layn’s shoulder.

“Aren’t you tired already?” Layn muttered into the girl’s ear while moving his hands on top of her hips before slowly moving his entire body to the sides as if he was performing some kind of slow, sensual dance.

“Ooh?” Irea smiled happily as she pressed her ass against Layn’s crotch before starting to gently rub it up and down. “Is that an offer?” she asked in a flirty voice.

“You could take it as one,” Layn replied softly before sneaking his hands underneath the girl’s robe.

While Irea’s hands continued to work on the food on the table before her, her mind was clearly as far away from cooking as it could be. Or rather, the cooking that was in her mind wouldn’t result in a dish but another mouth to feed down the line.

“What a lovely proposition,” Irea said before releasing a silent moan when Layn’s fingers invaded her secret garden. “But how long are you going to tease me like that?” she suddenly asked, turning her head around. She then raised her hand and pushed on Layn’s cheek before pressing her lips against his.

For a moment, the world around them disappeared. For a moment, only the warmth of the other existed in their mind. Only the taste of their lips, of their mixing saliva, of the affection that they had for each other.

“Take me,” Irea whispered when their lips parted. “Right here and now,” she added before going in for another kiss. Then, for the sake of her comfort, she turned around before wrapping her hands around Layn’s neck, locking in for a deep kiss. “Take me hard,” she continued to whisper in the short breaks between their kisses.

“As you wish, my love,” Layn whispered right in Irea’s lips before moving his hands from her crotch to her thighs. He then carved his fingers, getting a proper hold of the girl’s lovely flesh only to raise her up a bit and place her down directly on the table.

“Hah,” Irea moaned when her hot butt cheeks met with the cold stone of the table. She then smiled and looked right down Layn’s eyes. “I can’t wait,” she whispered before spreading her legs as far apart as the joins in her crotch allowed.

“You really know how to drive me crazy,” Layn smiled as he released his already erect penis from the confines of its clothes. He then closed in for yet another kiss. But rather than pushing himself inside the girl right away, Layn limited his initiative to just gently rubbing the tip of his manhood against her wet hole.

Now that Irea was safely sitting on the table, Layn was free to move his hands however he wished. Rather than keeping them on her meaty thighs, he moved them up.

At first, he caressed the girl’s waist. His hands were a perfect fit for her hourglass figure, making it seem as if the two of them were created just to fit each other. But then, his hands continued to climb up, only to rest up just below Irea’s perfect breasts.

For a moment, Layn continued to fully immerse himself in the kiss. As if the situation wasn’t leading to the obvious conclusion, he refused to push his hips forward or to move his hands up. Still holding the girl by her ribcage, he continued to wreak havoc in her mouth with his tongue, unable to stop savoring the taste of her saliva.

“I’m already at my limit,” Irea said when she placed her hands on Layn’s chest and gently pushed him away. Then, using the moment when she had a bit more mobility, she reached down before grasping on Layn’s erect rod and guiding it towards her itching place. “Stop teasing me,” she begged in whispers.

‘Heavens, forgive me,’ Layn stared right at hear teared-up face, unable to hold on to his sanity. With her voice, her face, her smell, her heat, all working together to overwhelm his mind, he couldn’t hold himself back any longer.

“Oh Irea,” he muttered gently as he closed in once again. But this time, rather than going for the girl’s sweet lips, Layn moved his mouth towards the angle between her neck and her shoulder. And just like before, he showered her skin with kisses.

Right as he finally listened to the girl’s request and pushed his hips forward.

In an instant, Layn’s penis exploded with pleasure. Surrounded by nothing but the sticky warmth of Irea’s insides, he felt as if just sticking it in would be enough to bring him to fruition.

“Argh!” Irea moaned heavily as her head leaned backward only to hit the wall. But right now, she couldn’t care less about such minor details.

“You wanted me to take you hard, didn’t you?” Layn asked right in her ear before nibbling on her earlobe. He then moved one of his hands on her ass while using his left hand to finally caress her meaty breast. And as if he was using those two points to hold on to the girl, Layn pushed himself forward with all his might!

Finally, the entirety of his manhood submerged itself in the girl. For a moment, Irea’s inner folds wrapped tightly around his rod as if refusing to let go. But rather than just enjoying the moment, Layn pushed his hand against Irea’s tit, only to pull himself forward by grabbing onto her butt.

With every move, Layn’s speed continued to risers. With every Irea’s moan, his sanity would distance itself further and further away. And in what was in reality just a short moment, Layn already reached his limit.

“I’m about to…” he attempted to warn the girl, unwilling to burden her with potential pregnancy in such a crucial moment…

“NO!” Irea screamed from the bottom of her lungs as she wrapped her legs around Layn’s waist and her hands around his neck. Unable to stop himself, Layn released his seed right into the girl’s itching womb.

Surrounded by her smell, wrapped in her warmth, feeling her lips dancing on her neck, Layn felt his consciousness wavering.

“I’m sorry,” Irea said. “But I just couldn’t help myself,” she added after a moment before falling asleep right in Layn’s arms.