Saving The Monster Race Starts With Breeding The Elf Village

Luca didn't wait another second.

His slipped his fingers underneath the waistband of her short skirt and pulled them down, letting them pool at her ankles in a soft heap.

Luca sucked in a sharp breath.

There it was—finally in full view, bare and unhidden.

Lulu's ass cheeks, round and impossibly pudgy, flushed a deep, embarrassed pink that spread across the soft flesh like spilled wine.

Unlike Nyx's cool, moon-pale moons, these were warm, vibrant, alive with color, as if her own butt was blushing right along with her face.

They looked obscene in the best way: fat, bubbly, so plush that even the slightest movement promised ripples.

One good slap and the whole thing would wobble for days.

But what really stole his attention was the underwear.

Full-coverage in theory, yes—but right now it was doing nothing of the sort.

The fabric had ridden up high, wedged deep between her cheeks like it had been swallowed whole.

Only thin strips remained visible on either side, leaving most of her ass completely bare, the cleft swallowing everything else.

Luca couldn't resist.

He reached out and gently caressed one cheek.

The skin was fever-hot under his palm and Lulu shivered hard, wings fluttering once behind her.

He let his hand glide downward, tracing the curve until his fingers brushed the buried edge of her panties.

"Is this some kind of style you like, Lulu?"

He asked, voice low and teasing.

"You always wear your underwear like this? Half of it already disappeared inside your cheeks? You just...enjoy exposing your butt to the world like that?"

Lulu spun around so fast she almost tripped on the skirt at her feet.

"As if I would do something like that!"

She squeaked, hands flying to cover her cheeks—pointless, since he'd already seen everything.

"I'm not some pervert! It's the underwear's fault!"

She huffed, crossing her arms under her heavy breasts before going on to say in vexation,

"Everyone in the village gets the same underwear. After all, it comes from the same maker and there are only three sizes: small, medium, large. I always get large. But even large isn't enough for—"

She slapped both hands on her own ass, making it jiggle dramatically.

"—this! It's so big it just wedges itself in. Slides right up there and stays and I'm constantly pulling it out of my butt crack. It's such a nuisance!"

Luca looked up at her with exaggerated pity, lips twitching.

"I see, I see...you must struggle so much with an ass this big. Poor thing. Big-booty problems are real."

Lulu nodded solemnly, like she'd finally found someone who understood her lifelong tragedy.

"Exactly! It's awful!"

Then Luca smirked.

He hooked a finger under the waistband of her panties—and instead of pulling them down, he yanked upward.

The fabric slid deeper into her cleft with an audible snap, disappearing almost completely between her cheeks.

"L-Luca!" Lulu whimpered, rising onto her toes.

"At the same time..." He murmured, tugging just a little higher. "...don't you think part of you enjoys it?"

"Feeling the underwear ride up, pushing deeper and deeper...that soft fabric teasing all the sensitive flesh inside...caressing right against your tender little asshole…"

He tugged again, higher to which she gasped, thighs trembling.

"I'm pretty sure that feels really good."

"No—no—no!" Lulu squeaked, squirming. "It's not like that! It's just annoying!"

Luca didn't let up. He pulled once more—harder.

The panties vanished entirely into her crack and she looked almost naked below the waist, only the thinnest string visible where it looped over her hips.

"Not to mention." He continued smoothly. "You're basically wearing a thong right now. So it must be pretty exciting, huh?"

"Thinking that any second a gust of wind could come through the forest...your skirt flips up...and anyone watching gets a full view of your naked ass."

"Must be thrilling, walking around knowing you're one breeze away from being completely exposed."

Lulu let out a string of tiny, mortified whimpers, body quivering as the fabric rubbed against her most sensitive places.

"Nooo...I would never do such a thing on purpose!" She protested weakly. "When I'm with the other girls...okay, maybe it's a little funny. We laugh about it."

"But when I'm alone? Never!"

"I hold my skirt down the whole time if it's windy. I'd rather die then let any other man see me like that. Never!"

Luca tilted his head, smiling lazily.

"What about me?" He asked softly. "I'm a man too, right? And right now...you're not just letting me see it. You're presenting it. Arching back, offering it up like you're begging me to eat it."

Lulu ducked her head, cheeks burning so hot he could feel the heat radiating off her.

"That's because it's you, Luca…" She mumbled, barely audible. "You get...special permission. No one else does."

"But you're special. You can do...whatever you want."

Satisfaction curled through him like smoke.

He finally released the waistband and slid the panties all the way down instead—slowly, letting her step out of them one foot at a time.

Now there was nothing left. No fabric. No barrier.

Just her naked, beautiful, flushed ass—round, thick, perfect.

Luca's hands returned immediately.

He spread her cheeks gently, thumbs sinking into the soft flesh, kneading, groping. He lifted them, let them drop, watched the hypnotic bounce.

Slid his palms underneath and jiggled them again, marveling at how they moved like warm, heavy clouds, all the while she watched in a fluster.

"I really have to give it to you, Lulu." He said after a long moment of silent appreciation. "I was honestly already impressed with your Auntie Nyx's ass yesterday."

"So smooth and beautiful...I had dreams about it. Thought it was the best in the village, hands down."

Lulu's head snapped up, offended.

"Hey—!"

"But..." He continued, spreading her just a little wider, exposing the tight pucker between. "...right now? I think I've changed my mind. I like yours better."

The anger vanished from her face instantly. Her eyes went huge and sparkling.

"You...really like my butt better than Auntie Nyx's?"

Luca answered by delivering one firm, resounding slap to her right cheek.

The impact sent ripples racing across the plush flesh; it jiggled for several long seconds.

"Of course, Lulu."

He soothed the spot with his palm.

"Your Nyx does have a wonderful ass. Nice and big, wide, flows perfectly into her hips. She's got that full, curvaceous, sexy-adult allure. But yours…"

He lifted both cheeks, shook them lightly.

"Yours is just pure thickness. Fat and plump and buttery like every ounce of softness in the world got stored right here."

"It pushes out so obviously, even through clothes and I'm pretty sure if you sat on a chair it would literally lift you higher just from how much cushion there is."

"This is just too meaty, too soft, too fun to ignore. So yeah...this one wins. It's so much more fun to look at. So much softer. I could play with it for hours."

Lulu practically glowed with happiness.

"I can't wait to tell Auntie Nyx!" She chirped. "I always thought she was the adult one—the sexy one with all the allure. I looked up to her so much!"

"But now you're saying my ass is better?"

"Hah! I'm definitely gonna boast about this. I'm gonna irritate her so bad!"

She giggled in a mischievous and victorious manner.

But then her expression shifted.

She seemed to think of something worrying.

She twisted to look back at him, suddenly sad.

"But...Luca...what about the arrow mark?"

She reached back and pointed to the spot on her right cheek, where the wound had been.

It was healed now, mostly. Just a small, pale scar remained—barely noticeable unless you were looking.

"Will it...deduct some points from my rating." She said quietly. "Make it not perfect. I mean, it's a ugly scar right so my perfect butt is ruined now, right?"

But Luca shook his head immediately.

"Not at all. Not at all."

He leaned in closer.

"In fact...it makes it even better."

Lulu blinked. "Huh?"

"Your ass was already perfect before. But now? With this tiny little imperfection right here…"

He brushed his thumb gently over the scar.

"It makes it more alluring. More real. More...mine."

Before she could respond, he pulled her hips back firmly—bringing her ass right up to his face.

And then he licked.

Slow, wet drag of his tongue right over the scar.

"Ahh—!" Lulu gasped, body jerking.

He followed it with a soft suck, lips sealing over the sensitive skin, tongue swirling.

"Mmm!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Nnn!♡~"

"N-No—Luca—no, don't—!" She squeaked, hands flying back to push at his shoulders half-heartedly.

"What?" He pulled back just enough to speak against her flesh. "Does it hurt? Still sore?"

"No—no, it doesn't hurt!" She shook her head frantically, face buried in her hands. "It's just...really embarrassing…!"

Luca chuckled at her reaction and just dove right back in.

He licked long stripes over the scar, then lower, teasing the cleft, flicking right against the tight flesh hidden between her cheeks.

"Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Lick!♡~"

Lulu whimpered, legs trembling.

"You're so cute when you're embarrassed." He murmured between licks. "Trying to push me away but arching right back into my mouth...you love it, don't you?"

"My tongue all over your pretty little scar...tasting every inch of this fat, perfect ass…"

She whined louder, knees buckling slightly.

"Lucaaa…!"

"Admit it." He teased, voice muffled against her skin. "You're dripping already just from me worshipping this mark. This tiny little battle scar that makes your ass even sexier. Say it."

"No, no, no!" She insisted stubbornly, voice high and defiant even as her thighs trembled. "I don't want to admit it! I won't admit it at all! It's so embarrassing a-and I'm not a naughty girl like that!"

"I'll never admit to something so dirty!"

Luca pulled back just enough to let his warm breath ghost over the wet skin.

"Well...if you won't." He murmured, lips brushing the scar one last time. "At least I will."

He gave the cheek a soft, open-mouthed kiss before continuing.

"To be honest, when I was treating you previously—when you first got injured, blindfold on, acting like a perfect gentleman? Well..."

"...It was all a lie."

Lulu's head snapped around, eyes wide.

"Really…?"

"Completely." He spread her cheeks a little wider with both hands, thumbs digging into soft flesh as he spoke against her skin. "The whole time my eyes were covered...I had a massive boner straining in my pants. Rock hard. Aching."

Lulu's mouth fell open in genuine shock.

"...You're lying."

"I'm not, Lulu. Even though my eyes were blindfolded, I could still feel your butt pressing against me."

"Soft, warm, jiggling every time you shifted. That's when it happened and as embarassing as it is, I got rock hard in an instant."

He spread her cheeks a little wider, exposing more of her to the cool air, then leaned in to give the scar a gentle bite—just enough to make her gasp.

"I had to fight so hard not to rip the blindfold off and do something to you right then and there."

He confessed, looking up at her with dark, hungry eyes.

"But let me tell you, if the same thing happened now? No bandages, no pretending to be proper...I wouldn't be able to hold back at all. My tongue would've been right here—"

He dragged it flat and slow over the scar again, making her whimper and arch.

"—instead of just my fingers."

Lulu's stubborn pout softened. Seeing him so open, so shamelessly honest, chipped away at her embarrassment.

She looked back at him shyly, biting her lip.

"…Okay." She whispered. "For being so honest...I can be honest too a-and I think I like it. It feels so strange and wierd but it's also really nice as well."

Luca's expression warmed with approval.

"Good, Lulu. Good. That's very good."

Then his gaze dropped lower.

"But what about this?"

He lowered his head and dragged his tongue along the lower curve of her ass cheek, tasting the soft crease where thigh met butt.

Lulu moaned instantly, hips twitching forward.

"Yes—yes, I like that too…! Lick me more...lick me more!…"

Encouraged, he moved higher—teeth grazing the fullest part of her cheek before sinking in with a firm bite.

"What about here, Lulu?" He growled around the mouthful of flesh. "You like it here, don't you, you dirty little chicken?"

Lulu whimpered, nodding frantically.

"I like it...I like it a lot...even though it's so wrong for you to bite my butt like that...please...do it again!"

Luca chuckled darkly.

"You can't hold back anymore, can you?"

He grabbed both cheeks firmly, pressing them together until the flesh bulged between his fingers, then started nibbling all over—sharp little bites that left faint, pink tooth marks scattered across her skin like a constellation.

"Mmph!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ahhh!♡~"

Lulu moaned louder, body trembling.

"Yes—yes—look at this...Bite me lower...lower, please…"

She then look back just enough to admire his work—the pale skin now decorated with his marks.

"That's so naughty to look at." She rasped. "Seeing all these little bites on my ass...Usually the only marks I get are from chickens scratching or pecking you. Soft little things. But these…"

She gulped.

"…these are different. And even though I know they'll probably bruise tomorrow, leave little purple spots...right now? They look so dirty hot."

"So, keep biting me, Luca." Lulu whimpered, thighs pressing together as slickness slid visibly down her inner thighs. "Keep doing it…"

He obliged.

He gathered a thick handful of her cheek flesh, bunching it up like dough, then sank his teeth in—deeper this time, almost like he was trying to take a bite out of her.

"Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Mmmph!♡~"

Not breaking skin, but firm enough to make her cry out in pleasure-pain.

Bite!

Then he released, immediately soothing the spot with slow, wet licks—lapping at the reddened mark like he was trying to erase the sting.

"Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~"

Lulu went from tense whimpering to full-body shivers, moaning helplessly.

"It hurts and then it feels so good...so good…" She gasped.

He moved methodically now—bottom curve, top swell, sides—leaving a trail of bites and licks until he reached the area that was right below her pussy.

The skin there was softer, warmer, slightly sweaty from how worked up she'd gotten.

He dragged his tongue right through the crease, tasting the salty-sweet mix.

"N-No—! That's...That's so sweaty." Lulu squeaked in surprise. "That's such a naughty part of me...the flesh overlaps there, it gets all sticky...you don't have to lick there…"

Luca pulled back just long enough to meet her eyes.

"That's the best part." He said roughly. "This juicy little crease is where all the flavor hides. All the sweat, all the heat...it's like the second juiciest steak on the plate. I want to lick every drop."

He dove back in, tongue flat and greedy, lapping at the sensitive, hidden skin.

"Mmmph!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Nnn!♡~ Suck!♡~"

Lulu's knees nearly buckled.

"Ohhh...you're so naughty...Everyone thinks you're the Great Hero, the Gentleman, the Savior...but right now you're so dirty...so filthy…"

She smiled through her moans, eyes glassy.

"But...I don't care. I like this naughty side of you, Luca. I like it so much…"

She arched deeper, offering more.

"Lick whatever you want...take it all into your mouth...please…"

Luca groaned against her, the sound vibrating straight through her asshole.

He was lost in it now—hands gripping, spreading, kneading while his mouth worshipped every inch.

And normally Lulu was so innocent; no matter how dirty her words got when she was playing pretend, she'd never actually felt anything like this.

But right now?

She couldn't hold back.

The slow, thorough way he licked and sucked and bit her softest places was overwhelming—too good, too much, too perfect.

Her pussy throbbed, dripping steadily now, slick trails glistening on her thighs as she rocked back against his face, chasing every flick of his tongue.

She didn't want it to stop.

Not ever.

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Just a doubt. Would you guys prefer longer smut scenes or rather short and sweet ones?