Waking up in Shanteya's soft bosom was the best! Holding her so close to me, hands wrapped around her, cuddling her like a soft body pillow was absolutely divine. Her round behind also felt nice every time my hands slipped a little lower than they should have. Although I knew she wouldn't have minded if I let myself go with the flow, I restricted my perverted actions from going too far.
Staying in Shanteya's embrace made me feel calm, relaxed, at peace. Although I feared that I might lose that important feeling once I went and did it with her, that wasn't the reason why I hesitated. I may have been a fool, or I may have thought as I should have, but I believed that when it was time to do that sort of thing, the feeling of love had to be mutual. Wasn't it more natural and more beautiful if I felt the same way for her as well?
Indeed, the wolf inside me was itching to have a go, but my heart remained empty when it came to the feeling of love. Maybe it wasn't there because I also believed that part of Shanteya's willingness was thanks to the slave bond between us, but then again, wouldn't that conflict with [Bond of Trust]?
This debate wasn't a recent one though. Ever since Shanteya started sleeping with me, I kept pondering if I should start a relationship with her or not. Technically speaking, I was dead in my previous world, so there was nothing between me and Alina anymore. Even if she reincarnated into this world after she died on Earth, hopefully from old age, there wasn't any guarantee that she would remember us and try to find me here. Chances were she wouldn't even know I was here. Then again, we weren't married back on Earth, we were just... together. I never proposed to her... That was probably my only regret from that world, but if things would have continued as they did no matter my choice in life, then moving on would have been harder for Alina. In that situation, she wouldn't have lost a boyfriend, but a fiance or maybe a husband. I didn't want to put her through something like that and when I thought about it that way, my behavior towards Shanteya and Nanya ever since I reincarnated into this world was certainly disrespectful, perverted, and certainly not that of a faithful husband or lover.
While my mind struggled with those thoughts, I looked up at the sleeping Shanteya. She looked so relaxed as if everything that happened to her in the assassin's guild was nothing but a very bad dream.
Maybe I should stop my perverted actions and act like a refined gentleman? I thought, but then I found myself burying my face in her comfy bosom. When I do that, it'll be the first sign of the apocalypse...
To be honest, even when I was with Alina, I still gazed around at the round behinds and bouncing Holy Mountains of other beautiful women. When it came to touching them, it was another matter though, I was completely loyal to her.
When thinking about what I felt for Shanteya exactly, it was hard to put my finger on it. There was a sort of 'like' feeling there, but there was no 'love'. Her physical aspect was delightful to gaze upon, with or without clothes, and I didn't mind the fact that she wasn't a human. I was a Dungeon Lord if I were to put it that way. When it came to the excitement I felt when looking at a woman's body, it was there, but the reaction stopped just a little below my bellybutton, meaning it didn't go all the way down. No one raised the flag. That area was a complete dead zone.
The fear of being impotent was the biggest one ever, but while I was crying in self-pity, I remembered something about myself. My REAL body was actually a BIG GREEN CRYSTAL. There was no flag there... In my Inner Mind, I looked like a normal human, but it felt like I was missing all the right nerves down there.
Putting the two and two together, I realized that it might also have something to do with my current body. I could only hope that once I got a humanoid form, things would change, but not even Nanya knew how a Dungeon Lord gained the ability to change their crystal body. Maybe there were certain conditions I had to fulfill, such as level or age?
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I was reincarnated as a Magic Academy!
FantasyA slightly perverted, but rather average Romanian ends up dead after being shot in the back of his head while playing his favorite game. He is then reincarnated as the Dungeon Core installed in a Magic Academy. Now, his body is the building of the M...