Profession, Merchant Volume 10 Chapter 4 (Patreon)

Chapter 4 – At the Merchant’s Mansion, I

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It may seem like an out-of-the-blue question, but what are the characteristics that make a person a sex prodigy?


Is it oral prowess, good looks, or the strength of the male genitalia?


Huh? What did you say? Money? Power?


I see. Those are probably important factors, too.


However, a well-spoken, handsome man with an extraordinarily huge penis, enormous wealth and power does not necessarily make him a sex prodigy.


So, what is the crucial factor that makes a man a sex prodigy?


That is, his perversion.


In other words, how much is he attracted to women’s bodies based on his own aesthetic sense, how much does he have hidden sexual urges based on this personal taste, and how much does he want to have sex with them.


These are the most important things that need to be tested for a man to become a sex prodigy.


In other words, it is the will.


The will to have sex. The relentless drive to have sex.


This is what makes them sex prodigies!


Now, a man with such a fiery inner passion is walking down the street at night, puffing on a cigarette.


He is a humble traveling merchant, but he is also an unusually strong-willed man, a rarity in today’s world, with an unparalleled spirit of perversion within him.


Having finished his work, the merchant was trudging heavily towards his temporary home in a remote part of Newland.


His face was pale, and there were dark circles under his eyes – evidence of his immense fatigue – for the ship that was to carry the magical ore had arrived, and he had to oversee it directly, which meant that he could barely sleep for two whole days.


He was so tired that when he arrived home, he stumbled through the front door as if he were going to collapse.


But something completely unexpected stopped him.


Not in a good way, but in a bad way.


“Welcome back, dear!”


“Hee?”


It was no wonder that the merchant raised his voice in a strange way.


After all, there was a beautiful woman in a strange outfit waiting for him at the entrance.


“Why are you wearing only an apron?”


Yes, the woman who greeted him was wearing nothing on her slender body but a pretty apron with frilly white lace.


But the woman just tilted her head in confusion to the man’s question.


“Eh? But I’ve heard that it’s common practice for wives to dress up like this to greet their husbands when they return home…”


“That’s some very one-sided common sense you got there. Where did you hear it from?”


“I read it from the magazine I bought in the priestess’ shop. Oh, perhaps I look strange in it?”


The woman’s cheeks instantly blushed, and she clutched at the hem of her apron, which almost gave a glimpse of her naked crotch.


Believe it or not, this woman was previously a holy knight who had dedicated her virginity to God and was a member of the hero’s party, the elite of the elite.


Meaning she was not by nature a woman of loose morals who would dress in such an indecent manner.


“No, it suits you.”


“Really?”


But as the merchant said this, this ‘elite of the elite’ holy knight clung to the merchant’s arm with a gasp. Her breasts pressed softly through the single piece of fabric of her apron, not too big but not too small either.


“Yes. So you can go back now.”


“Eh? Why?”


“I’m sorry. It’s just I’m really tired right now.”


“Ah, hyaaan~”


But even as he says this, the merchant begins to trace the holy knight’s breasts over the cloth of his apron.


This is what is so frightening about him.


His passion is almost unconsciously built in at a genetic level, so no matter what he thinks, his passionate impulses never cease.


In other words, even if his mouth says the opposite, his body will act honestly.


“Besides, I took the trouble to build this house, so it would be a waste not to use it once in a while.”


“Ahhn, wait, if you go on like that, I’ll…”


But the merchant’s body was not listening, as if this and his head lived in two separate worlds.


Instead, it pinched her nipples, which were puckered and protruding through the fabric.


The exposed collarbone between the shoulder straps of her apron was also licked and sucked amorously.


“Mmmmh…!! Still, it would be best if you went home more often. Or rather, you should sleep here every day. It’s not healthy for a couple to be separated most of the time.”


“That thing again. Let me be clear here. I don’t remember ever being a couple with you.”


“No way… mmm, hyaaan~!”


Despite the callous tone of his voice, the merchant’s fingers crawled over her breasts, rubbing against her erect nipples as if they had a mind of their own.


The holy knight, growing more and more aroused, kissed and bit the man’s upper lip in turn as she drooled sloppily from her wet lips.


To this, the merchant began to kiss and suck on her plump lower lip as well, which had been left vulnerable.


As they alternated biting each other’s upper and lower lips in this way, the holy knight’s lips weakened, and her mouth gradually opened, allowing the merchant to take advantage of the gap and insert his tongue.


Not to be outdone, the holy knight stuck out her tongue as well, and their tongues intertwined for a while.


But when the merchant licked the wall of her mouth behind her front teeth, where her nerves were concentrated, the bony tension of her cold, exposed shoulders snapped, and the initiative was all his.


Then the merchant’s mouth left her lips and trailed a few kisses down her cheeks until it reached her right ear.  


He knew that the holy knight preferred the right ear to the left, and he knew that her protruding cartilage was her weak point, so he teased her in that manner.


As it was, the merchant’s tongue continued to work its way down the back of her neck, following the curvature of her nape.


“Ah, no…”


What came next was a cry that went up as the holy knight’s was turned around so that her back was facing the merchant.


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