“Bwabaaah! Sabuya-nee, can’t... bwaab-breathabawa!” the male slyph’s face again was lost in the ‘deep’ valleys that are ‘filled’ with men’s dream...
“Kisama! Still calling me that? Didn’t I tell you to call me onee-san? O-nee-sa-n! How many times do I have to repeat myself, otouto-kun?
“Bub!” as Kirito was about to protest to the way he was addressed,
“Tsch, not respecting your superior ha? Then an oshioki is in order!”
This time she went even further, repeatedly pushing the shy boy into her breasts in sync with her playful words of ‘endearment’,
“Hora hore hore hore!”
before ‘complaining’ to her other ‘victim’ with a pout,
“Geeze, Tsuma-chan! Did you hear that rascal? Isn’t he your man? Take responsibility and say something!”
The “Tsuma-chan” in question who was currently being held ‘captive’ along with her other ‘captive mate’, was none other than the only other female sylph in the courtyard where it was devoid of anyone but the three thanks to Lady Sakuya’s aids who were also responsible in maintaining the privacy of their Lord.
As the female sylph in question, Asuna also was currently occupied with a similar problem to Kirito’s as both of them, with their smaller ‘statures’ were ‘stuck’ on top of their Faery Leader‘s relatively plump ‘mature’ body in a similar position, both being ‘suffocated’ by the older sylph’s much stronger ‘hug’ to the point of it being well past that of a happy reunion, so she was only able to utter nothing more then some muffled cries of, “Bwhmhh!”, before giving up struggling completely...
The name ‘Tsuma-chan’ accidentally came out from Lady Sakuya’s mouth when addressing Asuna during one of their secret dungeon raids together in Aincrad which she, despite her being a Faery Lord, also participated thanks to Kirito and Asuna’s ‘kindness’...
After witnessing such level of teamwork from the duo who had performed outstandingly in defeating the hundreds of archer goblins, she just wanted to compliment them, and that’s when ‘it’ happened.
Even though at that time, she knew she should be addressing her as Asuna-chan just like she always did, at that moment she just could not help herself from calling her Tsuma-chan, a slightly homonymous name to her real one...
To this day, Sakuya still doesn’t fully understand the reason why she started calling her that... Maybe it was because she was impressed by the girl’s femininity despite her strength? Or maybe it was because she had witnessed Asuna’s loyalty and deep love towards her in-game husband during all of their time together? Or both as Sakuya even may have instinctively recognized Asuna as the ideal wife a husband could only dream of having... Or maybe, that?
“Haaa? I can’t hear you Tsuma-chan? Hahahah-wha... Wait...” the faery in the green yukata stopped what she was doing immediately and closed her eyes, sniffing...
Snif snif snif...
Then it was only but a few seconds later when she opened her eyes, giving out her most mischievous smile as she had just now realised where the strange odor that she had been smelling for a while was really came from... What a juicy news!
Why hadn’t she noticed it earlier? Why it obviously was the smell of ‘sex’ in the air that she was all too familiar with back in their old world, coming from both of the faeries, which strongly suggested that the ‘deed’ was done right after the ‘Transition’ happened as there was no such function in the game to her knowledge to produce such intense smell... In fact, the sense of smell just was not as developed as the other senses in full-dive due to the high interference of the olfactory tract in the human brain which could not be fully negated with the current technology.
Somehow, the smell apparently managed to arouse her as well, as she had to struggle just to let the about-to-die-from-suffocation-because-of-her-tight-grip-and-of course-those-breasts sylph couple go before teasing them playfully, keeping her voice a tad bit lower so that ‘only the three of them’ would be able to hear it as it will definitely be embarrassing for the couple, even though no one else was in the vicinity, which was a wise move on her part as they can not be too careful in this new world of unknowns...
“it seems that you two lovebirds were quite ‘busy’ last night while we were dealing with the unimportant stuff, like managing the panic right after the game we know as Alfheim Online became a reality, and of course there’s that too, trying to find solutions to the food shortage which if we don’t do something about it soon, there will possibly be major consequences ahead...”
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This statement managed to make ‘blabbering’ fishes out of the already ventilating couple who quickly flushed red as a tomato, as even they themselves were undecided whether to be extremely shy about being compromised about their previous ‘activities’ or to be simply ecstatic that they have been somewhat vindicated in their ‘hopes’ that everything now somehow became their new reality...
