The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

She parted her lips, maybe to scream, maybe to demand what the hell he was doing in her room.

But he wasn't about to risk it.

In a split-second decision, he lunged forward and clamped his hand over her mouth.

The sudden movement sent them both tumbling sideways onto the bed, Kaisen landing on top of her, muffling any screams that threatened to escape.

He had to bite back his own scream, the sudden movement jolting his fragile body like a delicate wine glass coated in glue.

It was as if the glass had been dropped, sure to shatter, but the glue held the pieces together, preventing them from breaking apart, just like his body, held together by sheer willpower.

It felt like he'd been hit by a truck, every nerve screaming in protest as he struggled to maintain control.

"Princess, are you okay?"

He heard the knightess's voice just outside the door.

"Mmph mmmm!"

"Listen up, and listen good. If you go blabbing about this, they'll all think I'm here to fuck you. And even if they buy that I'm just a perverted creep, the rumor mill will have a field day, spreading gossip about how the princess got fucked by a low life commoner. You want that kind of reputaion?"

Kaisen leaned in close, his breath tickling her ear.

"Got it?"

He whispered urgently.

"Mphhh mmm!"

She muffled in response, her eyes wide with shock and fear.

"Princess, you better answer me. I'm coming in to check."

The knightess's voice thundered from the other side of the door, and the distinct click of the latch echoed through the room, signaling her imminent entrance.

In a flash, he snatched her waist and rolled to the opposite side of the bed, landing on his feet with surprising agility.

She remained in his grasp, his hand firm on her waist and covering her mouth.

The towel, now loose, threatened to fall, revealing more of her.

Kaisen couldn't help but steal a glance at her cleavage, now clearly visible in the dim light of the room.

Not just her cleavage; thanks to the generous size of her ass, his cock found itself nestled snugly between those ample cheeks.

The towel was barely clinging to her body now, teasingly close to slipping off completely.

He clenched his teeth, fighting the pain shooting through him.

His arousal was undeniable now, his erection straining against his pants.

'Dammit! Old age and still hard, huh?'

And just like her mother, she was blessed everywhere.

"Do what I said if you don't want to destroy yours and your family's reputation."

He whispered urgently into her ear, his voice tinged with desperation.

He crouched low, using the bed as a shield, bracing himself for whatever came next.

Suddenly, the door knob twisted and creaked open, and the knightess cautiously poked her head inside.

"Princess, are you okay?"

She inquired, her voice filled with concern.

"Y-yeah. I-I'm fine."

The princess stammered, her voice shaky with nerves.

He couldn't help but grin, relieved to see her cooperation.

"Are you sure, princess?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

The princess replied, trying to sound more composed than she felt.

"There was a strange incident back in the corridor."

The knightess continued, stepping into the room, her eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of trouble.

"You think I, of all people, would have someone here."

Esmeralda stammered again, and Kaisen smiled knowingly.

Peering through the side of the bed, his dismay turned to surprise as he laid eyes on the knightess.

She was undeniably attractive, a hot piece indeed.

Her pointed ears resembled Alwyn and Elfie's, but her dark skin set her apart.

Unlike Elfie's lithe frame, she had a sturdier, more muscular build, akin to that of a seasoned swordswoman.

Her face exuded sensuality, her sharp eyes piercing through the room like daggers. Her hair was tied up neatly in a bun, adding to her no-nonsense demeanor.

A sword hung at her side, and though her armor provided protection, it couldn't hide the fact that she had a nice rack, emphasized by the chest piece.

He couldn't help but feel a twinge of admiration mixed with apprehension as he watched her move about the room.

'Why's everyone so hot in this world?'

"But isn't it strange? How could it just suddenly fall like that? That's never happened before."

Casually, she strolled over to the left side, her eyes scanning the area around the princess's makeup table as if she had just happened to be there, not checking at all.

Seizing the moment, Kaisen resolved to complete his quest.

He glanced up and couldn't help but notice that the towel failed to adequately cover her ass and pussy.

It was as if the fabric had decided to play a game of peek-a-boo, only bothering to hide the upper part of her cheeks, leaving the lower half completely exposed.

And if someone were to crouch down, like he was doing, and peek up, they'd get an eyeful of her shaven pink, puffy pussy, looking untouched and inviting.

'Dayuum. I'm a lucky perv. System thank you for this quest.'

He cautiously extended his hand toward her ass, lightly grasping one cheek.

Princess Esmeralda shivered at his touch, and Kaisen couldn't help but grin mischievously.

However, it seemed that the system didn't register his action as a full-on grab.

"P-pervert!"

She seethed, whispering down at him from above while swatting away his hand.

"What was that, Princess? Did you say something?"

The knightess asked, her voice slightly muffled as she crouched down, pressing her whole face against the ground near the foot of the table.

The way she crouched down, pressing her whole face against the ground near the foot of the table, was hot as hell.

It was like she knew exactly how to tease, her posture dripping with sex appeal.

She looked exactly like a seasoned porn star in her signature doggy style.

Like she had too much experience in the matter, and the way she bent down, her curves on full display, stirred something primal in him.

Despite trying to maintain his composure, Kaisen couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal at the sight, his pulse quickening with every second.

'What the fuck! Why's everyone so fuckable in this game.'