*Clop-clop-clop-clop*
A wagon rolled to a stop before the village gates, the sharp echo of hooves fading into the night. Both guards jolted upright from their stools.
“Who the hell is out here at this hour?” one guard muttered, glancing at his partner, both narrowing their eyes in confusion.
“State your name.”
“What’s your business here this late in our village ?”
They stepped forward cautiously, spears angled towards the lone driver.
“Relax… it’s just me,” Leon muttered as he jumped down from the wagon, rubbing his temple with a grimace.
“Leon? What in the world are you doing driving a wagon this late?” one guard asked, bewildered.
“I will tell you that someday, it’s a long story… I’m going home. My head’s splitting.” Leon grumbled as he strode past them towards the gate.
‘Shit… the moment I deactivated Adaptive Body, the hangover hit me like a hammer. Never drinking that much again,’ he thought bitterly clenching his jaw.
“Hold it—wait. You can’t enter the village without a permit,” one guard spoke, stepping in front of him.
“Huh?” Leon blinked slowly, annoyance flashing in his eyes. “Look guys, I don’t have time for this crap. My head is killing me—I will talk to you guys tomorrow.”
“The new chief issued mandatory permit cards to everyone in the village, I think he is suspicious that someone from outside the village killed the chief.”
“Yeah, we found food and other things in that abandoned house outside the village. I think they were planning it for a while.” The other guard spoke.
“So, You are saying that I can’t enter inside the village ?” Leon asked with an Irritated expression.
“I am sorry Leon. These are direct orders and we can’t disobey them.” The guard held up a small wooden card in front of Leon’s face.
“What the fuck ?” Leon narrowed his gaze.
“Yeah, and to get a permit, you have to meet the new chief himself. Pretty sure he’s asleep by now,” the guard added.
Leon sighed, then slowly reached into his pocket. “Let’s see… Will this permit work ?”
A silver coin gleamed in the moonlight as he flipped it between his fingers.
“Whoa.”
“A silver coin…”
Both guards stared at it like starved dogs eyeing a slab of meat.
“So… how long does this buy me on the permit ?” Leon asked his lips curling into a smirk.
“T-three months?” one guard stammered, his hand already drifting toward the coin.
“Wrong answer.” Leon flicked the coin back into his palm, his gaze sharp.
“Lifetime… right ? For a friend, surely we can make that happen. What’s a little permit between us friends?” his partner spoke up immediately, his voice low and greedy.
“R-right… lifetime sounds fair…” The guard swallowed hard.
“Good answer.” Leon flicked the coin into the air and sauntered past the gates without another glance.
“Where did it go ?”
“It fell into the grass.”
“Search there… I will search here.” Both of the guards immediately started to search the grass as they couldn’t seem to find the coin.
*Pull*
With a little pull of his finger the coin came back flying to him.
*Catch*
“How idiot can someone be ?” Leon spoke with a smile as he noticed that the guards were still on the ground searching for the coin.
…
As he passed by the new chief’s house, Leon spotted two more guards posted rigidly at the front door.
‘Oh… Looks like the new guy’s pissing his pants after seeing what happened to the last one. Heh.’ Leon smirked and made his way home.
*Knock-knock.*
He knocked lightly on the wooden door. A soft flicker of lamplight stirred inside the house.
“Leo… is that you?” Elaine’s warm voice called out from within.
“Yeah, Mom,” Leon answered.
*Click*
Elaine unlatched the door, her figure framed by the dim amber glow inside the house. She wore nothing but a sheer, purple nightgown—thin as mist and utterly transparent.
Beneath it, she wore only a pair of matching purple panties that clung to her hips; her heavy breasts swung freely, the gown was doing next to nothing to hide the plump weight of her bare flesh. Her inverted nipples hiding inside her huge areolas.
Leon’s eyes dragged over her body, heat coiling low in his stomach.
‘How the hell is anyone supposed to resist that slutty body? I had such sharp pain in my head a moment ago but as soon as I saw a naked MILF… it all just went away.
I think, I am a little dirty minded.’ he thought with a grin, his cock stiffening rapidly, straining against his pants.
“Where have you been? I was so worried…” Elaine’s voice trembled with concern as she stepped closer, her soft thighs shifting under the thin fabric.
“I just got caught up with some extra work. But I’m free now,” Leon murmured, striding inside and feeling the warmth of the house.
*Achhooo*
“Oh no… did you catch a cold?” Elaine gasped, closing the distance between them instantly. Her hands skimmed over his arms, feeling the chill clinging to his skin.
“I’m fine,” Leon said flatly, though a perverted smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.
“No, you’re freezing. You need to get under a blanket right now,” Elaine scolded, her tone strict—but her eyes flicked down, clearly catching the tent forming in his pants.
“I don’t need a blanket,” Leon rasped, stepping into her space, his gaze filled with lust and only lust. “I need someone to warm me up. Preferably… a slutty mother.”
“Remis…”
Leon activated his skill as he crushed his lips against hers and started sucking them.
< Touch of Lust>
*Chuuuuu*
The second their mouths collided, a jolt of raw arousal shot through Elaine like a lightning bolt. Her body buckled, knees quivering as her pussy clenched wildly under her soaked panties.
‘Goodness… every time he touches me, my body just starts behaving so slutty on it’s own… I lose everything… control, thought, reason… all of it,’ Elaine moaned inwardly, her thighs trembling violently as Leon’s tongue plundered her mouth, dominating her completely.
Leon’s hands slid down and seized her thick, soft ass, his fingers sinking deep into the luscious flesh as he kneaded them mercilessly.
His palms were rough and greedy, groping her like he owned every inch of her.
‘What soft skin… No matter how many times I touch it. I just can’t seem to get enough of this.’ Leon thought as the lust filled his body completely.
His hand dipped lower, clutching the thin fabric of her panties. He twisted the delicate cloth, bunching it into a tight rope between his fingers. Slowly, he yanked upward—forcing the panty to ride high into her dripping slit, the thin material cutting deliciously into her pussy lips as they puffed out from the sides, thick and desperate.
“Anhh~”
Elaine let out a sharp gasp inside his mouth, her entire body shuddering under his right grip.