Chapter 28

Rain looks at her with a troubled smile, eliciting an amused giggle from Miyabila.

“Let me help you with that,” she suddenly spouted. She looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, then seemingly liking what she sees.

Though he wasn’t big, he was all lean, cut muscles and smooth creamy skin, despite being a man and had just worked on a very hot forge. He was certainly a bit smaller and thin compared to the men she had seen before. However, his strength was quite impressive, able to lift that hammer with little problems and slam it on the piping red hot metal, over and over again.

Truthfully, Miyabila had always considered Rain Revert attractive, despite his feminine figures. But it all changes dramatically when he bared his body naked, revealing those compact muscles.

Miyabila always had a thing for muscles on men, and she would get aroused when seeing bulky, rock-like muscles as she thought of them as a display of masculinity. Especially if they exuded that pungent odor of a macho alpha around her.

However, for some reason, Miyabila also finds Rain’s slender but muscle-toned body quite alluring. No, perhaps, much more than normal? Especially with that added mouth-wateringly big cock that was completely unimaginable when seen his appearance and figure. His cock was so long, she could see it hanging between his legs as he moved. He was almost hung like a horse.

Despite having a number of men she had been with before, only a few could actually compare to him, which makes Miyabila even more interested in him.

“N, no! I’m fine,” Rain hurriedly refused. However, Miyabila did no care for his refusal.

“What? Did you dislike me touching you all over?” she muttered, somewhat sad that it even stabbed through Rain with guilt.

“You know, that’s not what I meant,” said Rain hurriedly. “It’s just… I thought this is somewhat unbecoming?”

“I think the contrary, actually. It’s normal to help someone to wash their back; after all, not all have the flexibility to wash something that is beyond your reach. In fact, sometimes, I too ask my other sisters to do so for me… I might like the heat covering my body, but it doesn’t mean I liked being dirty.” Said Miyabila as she walked over, despite Rain’s rejection.

She dipped the clean cloth in a washbasin of hot water, “Especially those on my back. I know it feels extremely discomforting. No one else is here, so why not let me help you, instead? Of course, that is if you don’t find my touch somewhat discomforting, then I will…of course, take it a step back,”

Rain wanted to argue back that there was someone else, out there watching him from a distance. However, if they were the one to do it instead of Miyabila, Rain was certain that he would be devoured before he could understand what was happening. Perhaps, it’s much better than it’s Miyabila than the other horny Lamians?

“That’s because you are all women…I’m different, I’m a man!”

“Being addressed as a woman… well, that’s a first,” Miyabila happily giggled, seemingly somewhat moved and elated being treated as a woman by him. Well, being a woman and being treated as one is two completely different meaning.

Especially if it comes from a man as fine as Rain is.

“Well, I suggest you throw away such a notion in this place, Rain. Being a man and a woman, there is actually no distinction in this hell-like place. All will be the same after death…why bother?”

“Even if you say that, it’s a matter of personal moral and principle, okay?”

“Even if you say that, you’re already used to seeing us naked all the time, right? There’s no custom of wearing clothing here unlike the human society. In fact, you are the only one who does…every day you saw us, so what’s the difference?”

“I tried to not look, mind you!”

Rain replied right back with almost a yell, then he felt a warm gush of colors rush to his cheeks from the sudden strange topic. Miyabila looks at him strangely, like she was trying to figure out what’s the sense and meaning of what he was trying to point out. Then, she gave a wide grin that sparks the day.

“Even if you look, we don’t mind actually…”

Rain’s face turned queer and he looks at her, seemingly having a headache.

The culture shock in this place is truly…

It seems like there is no point in continuing this topic as Rain was certain that she would never understand the thoughts of a modern man undergoing puberty. And even if she does, he doubted she would actually care and in fact, might just laugh at him and even teased her as much as she could. Trying to argue in this aspect would just be a tough battle to fight with, and even there is no clear reward for winning either.

Just like what they say; When in Rome, do as what as Romans do…

In any case, Miyabila shouldn’t be the type that would pounce on him like a rabid dog on an expensive steak. Ahh, I somehow took Lafetti’s guarding for granted. Now that she was not here, he became somewhat careless. Look where he ends up to…

"Is it really not fine, Rain?"

From behind his back, came the disappointed voice.

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Rain scratched the back of his head, let out a helpless sigh and finally relented. Seeing him nodding his head, Miyabila’s lips curled into a mischievous grin and slithered over.

"..........~ ~ ~! Please take care of me!"

Rain smiled bitterly and turned his body around slowly.

"Well then, Rain. I'll start with your back first."

"Oh, please do..."

Rain sat on the wooden chair with his back facing her. Then, with sloshing sound, Miyabila poured hot water at Rain from head to toe, ruffling his raven-black hair and rubbing his arms, back, and body while pouring him water. Rain felt extremely comfortable as the hot water poured all over his body, though not to say about the slender soft hands caressing his skin, it feels jittery in his heart in every touch.

Despite being a blacksmith, hammering around hot metals all-day, Miyabila’s hands and fingers were not rough and were soft and even perhaps smoother than any woman he knew back on Earth. Perhaps this is a racial trait, that no matter what they do, their skin will always remain soft and smooth—pretty unfair if I dare say so.

Miyabila continued to pour hot water on his body all while continued washing his body with the damp clean cloth. His skin was arid and dry from the forge before, so it received the hot water well. As he continued to breathe, his mind became relaxed as well. Miyabila comforted his exhausted back and shoulders with the towel.

As the water flowed, hot steam rose upwards. The smell of skin emanated from the steam. Then, suddenly from behind his back, came the sounds of squeezing of liquids. It must be that sap. In this world, there is no soap or shampoo. However, it’s not like there is nothing.

They used a sap from a tree called [Kore], it was sticky like a shampoo but releasing quite a fragrant scent of flowers. And according to Sarete, it has a deodorizing effect and was even used by humans or other races in the continent.

A small bottle of it was like perfume, bought in gold. Extremely expensive.

"...Sorry to keep you waiting. I'll begin now."

And after finishing her words, both of Miyabila’s hands appeared from both sides of his body.

...Eh?

Wasn't she going to wash his back? Why did her hands go past his body? While he was thinking this, Miyabila then hugged him from behind, applying pressure while pushing her breasts up and down her back.

"Wh-Wh-What are you doing, M, Miya?!!"

"Do you still need to ask that question?... I'm currently washing your back, using my breasts."

Miyabila used her breasts to rub against his back, as if like it was a normal thing to do--

"S-Shouldn't you be using the towel you brought instead?!"

He had shouted while in a panic, which caused Miyabila to smile and say: “What are you talking about? That clean cloth will be used for the dirt that cannot easily be washed off. As for the rest, wouldn’t it hurt your skin to use a rough cloth? Using my breasts would be better as they are quite soft, don’t you think so as well?”

“Th, that’s not the problem, is it?!”

"What is it, Rain? You seem very nervous... Since you live together with Lafetti, I guess that this isn't your first time doing this, right?"

"Ah, well... You're not wrong."

Correct. This wasn't his first time doing this sort of action. Lafetti had often forced him into doing so, wanting to be with him and flirt even in the bath. But still, that was because Lafetti was his lover, and besides, they had already done more embarrassing matters than simply washing their bodies using theirs. Rain wouldn’t care about it, and in fact like their little skinship.

However, he was not so close to Miyabila to the degree to start doing that kind of stuff, since they just have a master-apprentice relationship after all.

"How it feels when you are doing it with Lafetti, could you tell me that for me to think about it?"

"Feel? ...What do you mean?"

Miyabila slid down her hands and suddenly found the already steel-hard rod in velvet clothing, as if to say 'This is what I mean'.

“Wh, wh, what are you doi—?!!”

Rain immediately panicked and tried to grabbed her hands-free from her hold, but when she squeezed it and even gently circled her thumb on the rosy mushroom head, Rain’s body felt as if he had been struck by lightning and his strength somewhat lost him.

“Hoo?! I’ve already noticed this before, but…you’re really quite impressive down here, don’t you, Rain? Despite your thin appearance, you’re quite well-endowed,” Miyabila muttered in surprise as she held Rain’s raging member with both hands, stroking it up and down.

To Miyabila, Rain’s dick is quite a beautiful thing. It’s gorgeous, causing even her mouth to waters.

It’s long and thick and curved a tiny bit to the right. It’s veiny and proud, and she suddenly had the urge to taste him.

“Wa, wait Miya, this is really bad!! This is really bad! Aren’t you going to wash me?!”

“Oh! Right, I almost forgot…”

Miyabila giggled like a devil and finally let go of his erection, after one last squeezed though, making Rain almost felt releasing his surging spank inside his balls. Fortunately, he was able to endure, or perhaps quite trained by Lafetti during their daily course.

Miyabila returned to what she’s doing before, and Rain finally let out a sigh of relief. Damn, he doesn’t know if she was doing this intentionally or not, but it’s really bad for his heart. He’s already close to committing a sin. ...This isn't good. I need to quickly seize the initiative...!

Something might really happen if this continues. Just as he was wrecking his mind in thoughts, --

"Rain, does it feel good? ...Comparing with Lafetti, how do my breasts' movements fare?" asked Miyabila while running the tips of her breasts on Rain’s broad back up and down.

It was with luck that he found an opportunity to seize control of the situation in her question.

"...There's a big difference ...she has much better skills."

Grinned Rain, smugly.

That was the decisive push. And the result—

"There is a very big difference? Then—can you give me some suggestions on what I should do?"

"--! Su-Suggestions? ...Um ...Well, firstly--"

It was all just to seize the initiative. Compelled, he could only teach her the knack in using her breasts in washing someone.

Miyabila followed his instructions, and was no longer just sliding them up and down, but was moving them about in various patterns and ways, also varying the pressure applied. This was actually the first time for Miyabila, as she had never done this to any men before. Even only her sisters do it to her, not the other way around.

Basically following his every word, she was incisively using them to rub against his back. Soon after, there was some swelling at the tip of her breasts, emphasizing their inappropriate presence on his back.

"Ah! Rain... Amazing, my body is getting hotter and hotter...!"

Her voice was beginning to fill up with feminine sweetness, and he could feel parts of her body attached to him rising in temperature.

...Miyabila, she...!

Rain’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. It seems like he made a wrong call…! He never had this intention when he started it. But this? She’s given him a bona fide, certified case of complete flabbergastedness. After all, Rain’s first impression of her was wild, cheerful and somewhat not really into sex as most Lamians were.

Rain wasn’t sure how to receive this mistake, especially since Miyabila has always been the cool, matured woman, the bright, manly and bold beauty. Quick with a quip, stern sometimes, but thoughtful and caring too.

She’s quite chill about such sensitive matters and more into hammering metals than lying down with men. Rain thought all of this was her teasing him, and would just leave it at that. But to think that Miyabila had gotten so excited from using her breasts to rub, and he could begin to feel a woman's excitement -- this fact gave Rain some conflicting excitement.