Chapter 181 Slut Virus

Chapter 181: 181 Slut Virus

’Wait, isn’t this... actually incredibly embarrassing?!’

At first, she didn’t think much of it.

Back in the day, she would simply relieve herself wherever she pleased, and it wasn’t much different when she went out on raids.

But was it because the environment had suddenly changed?

Or perhaps, as she claimed to be imitating a civilized person, a sense of shame she never knew she had was suddenly blooming inside her?

"Hmm..."

"W-What is it... Why are you squatting there...!"

"Just because? My legs hurt."

"Liar, again with the lies...!"

There was no need to even listen to his heartbeat to know.

Urga, squatting like a catcher waiting for a pitcher’s throw, grumbled defensively at Rafe. He was sitting there with his arms crossed, openly observing her pussy as urine trickled out of it in a steady stream.

"Do you think I’d fall for such a lie? You just wanted to see this Urga pissing in a humiliating pose, like those captured knight bitches...!"

"Is this how all captured female knights do it?"

Was degrading a female knight a universal language, the same here as it was there?

Rafe’s eyes were wide open, his gaze glued to her crotch. Urga bit her lip hard.

’In a situation like this, I need to make my Darling addicted to me...!’

Just looking at how he dragged Eleonora around completely naked, and smelling the thick male pheromones currently assaulting her nose, it was undeniable that he was aroused by her.

That was why she intended to make him fall for her, to make him so physically and mentally obsessed that he couldn’t live without her.

Just as he was trying to tame her, she intended to crush him under her ass. But for some reason, her body didn’t seem to be listening to her commands.

Rather, it was as if she wanted to show him more. As if she wanted to be seen by him. To be precise, her body moved on its own, thrusting her piss-streaming pussy right towards him, as if begging him to watch her degradation.

"Hmph, you really are a pervert. Making your own seedbed look like this..."

"You’re the one who dragged me here, Big Sis. Why are you acting like this now? Be honest, you’re embarrassed, aren’t you?"

"Who is?! Th-That’s not it at all!"

Did she catch some kind of ’Slut Virus’ from licking the same cock as that bitch Eleonora?

Urga glanced around nervously to see if that thug from earlier had returned, then shook her head slightly. No, that wasn’t it.

Sure, that other bitch would strip anywhere, but Urga certainly never had any desire to show herself to others.

Just a moment ago, it was purely to chase away the flies and to confirm just how impressive her male was. It absolutely wasn’t for the purpose of sexual pleasure.

"The only one allowed to see Urga like this is you."

Because he was happy seeing her like this. Because he was getting excited right now.

Urga twitched the corners of her lips, convincing herself that she had specially exposed her pussy like this as part of her plan to conquer him with her body, and that there was no other meaning behind it.

"Kuhehe... How is it? What are your thoughts on seeing this Urga’s pussy, pissing in broad daylight where other people might walk by?"

"It’s pretty. Whether it’s the sight of a pussy twitching and leaking filth like my proper female, or you, Big Sis, looking so happy to show me this side of yourself. How should I put it... hmm... It feels like I’ve caught a glimpse of the ideal form I want to tame?"

"You could have just said it’s pretty! Why add all that unnecessary commentary?! And is that even a compliment?!"

He could have just honestly said it was beautiful, but why did he have to go on about her pussy doing this and that?

’And why the hell am I getting happy over those words?!’

He made her piss in front of her master like that guard dog earlier, and practically declared he would turn her into a pervert who enjoyed it. Yet, a smile kept creeping onto her lips, and her heart was pounding as if it were about to burst.

But she couldn’t let it show.

Urga put on a provocative smile, acting as if nothing was wrong. She moved her hands from her head and used them to spread open the lips of her pussy, which was still dribbling urine.

"Hmph, not a chance! I told you before, didn’t I? If you want to tame this Urga, you’ll have to conquer my pussy with that majestic cock of yours first! If you want to tame Urga into something that lewd, try taming my pussy first!"

"Haha, you really are something, Big Sis."

"Kuhehe... You can’t hold back, can you? You want to mate with me right here so badly you can’t stand it, right?"

Even as she spoke, her pussy was twitching violently, but the male and female were too busy giggling at each other to notice.

And finally, as the stream of urine pouring relentlessly from her urethra began to dwindle, the two—the male and the female—shut their mouths as if they had planned it. They stared at each other with eyes overflowing with lust.

The moment the very last drop fell from her pussy—Drip.

Schluuurrrp!!

The male and the female, without waiting to see who moved first, grabbed each other and began to tangle their tongues. It looked almost like a bear standing on its hind legs to fight off an intruder in its territory.

Mphmm, Slurpp, Gluck, Schlurrrp.

Leaning only their upper bodies against each other while half-rising from their spots, Rafe and Urga opened their mouths wide like savannah hippos, biting at each other’s lips in a desperate bid to shove their flesh into the other.

In the process, the saliva they frantically tried to push into each other flowed down endlessly, wetting their bodies just like the urine the female had just released.

But this filthy male and female, locked in a battle of the sexes, didn’t care about that in the slightest.

This was already an arena of struggle to subdue one another. A battlefield for lewd beasts ready to bite and kill anyone who dared to interrupt them.

Urga frantically unbuckled Rafe’s pants, while Rafe was already tormenting Urga’s bare, exposed pussy with his hand.

Squelch—

"Mmph-glug?!"

Schlurp—!

She couldn’t even cry foul. Taking advantage of her momentary lapse in focus, Rafe’s tongue surged into her mouth, plundering her saliva.

In cases like this, the one who let their guard down was at fault.

According to Urga’s logic, calling a barbarian cowardly was the highest form of praise. Rafe was simply mobilizing every means and method available to him.

Of course, being on the receiving end felt like shit regardless of nationality.

"You dare covet this Urga’s tongue and steal all my spit toooo...?!"

Squelch.

Even though her pussy was incredibly wet from just having pissed, Rafe thrust his fingers inside without hesitation.

Urga, far from flustering at the sensation of foreign invasion inside her body, calmly used her tall stature and physique to launch a counterattack.

She yanked Rafe’s head back, forcibly drooling her saliva into his mouth. At the same time, she practically tore off his underwear and began to stroke his angrily erect cock with her hand.

"Pah-ha, don’t resist so cheekily...!"

"I’d call it resisting rather than rebelling... Gulp."

According to Urga herself, she claimed she was only doing this because he liked seeing her this way—that she had no choice.

But judging by how they were stroking each other’s cock and pussy in a back alley in broad daylight, she was already sufficiently perverted.

After some time passed, the male and female, who had been biting and tormenting each other’s genitals as if to devour one another, simultaneously broke apart.

It was truly the height of filthiness. Yet now, Rafe and Urga stared intently at each other, like protagonists in a martial arts novel or a western movie facing off before a life-or-death duel.

Had they regained their composure now?

In Rafe’s case, thanks to Urga’s handiwork, pre-cum was dripping from his cock as if he were on the verge of cumming. A stream of clear fluid flowed down Urga’s thigh.

And there was no need to mention their mouths, completely smeared with saliva that had been plundered or forcibly injected.

Looking at each other, seeing what a mess they had become... realizing they had tried to devour each other on a path where people walked, albeit rarely... perhaps they had regained some coolness in their lust-addled brains as mentioned before.

Silence, dead as a mouse, passed between the messy female and male.

— Fresh silver cutlassfish, ten dollars a piece...

"Spread your pussy!"

"Give me that cock!"

At the sound ringing in their ears—like a tumbleweed rolling across a western duel—the male and female signaled the resumption of their battle.

They lunged at each other again, hugging ferociously as if to eat one another alive. Without waiting for a signal, they began to thrust their cock and pussy toward their opponent.