Luca exhaled slowly, his hand still resting on her belly, fingers tracing comforting patterns.

"Alright. Let's count them down, then. One by one. The things that make me so sure."

He lifted one finger.

"First of all...whenever you talk about anything even remotely related to sex or intimacy between a man and a woman, you never once speak from your own experience...Not once."

"Every single time it's 'I heard it from a friend,' or 'one of the other elves told me,' or 'some clan member mentioned it,' or 'I read it in a book from the human continent.'"

"Never you. Never 'I know because I've done it.'"

Nyx's lips parted slightly, then curved into a small, knowing smile.

"Maybe I said it that way on purpose." She countered smoothly. "Maybe I was trying to trick you. Convince you I'm some innocent little maiden who has no clue about those matters, completely pure and untouched. Lure you in with the fantasy of deflowering me."

Luca shook his head, unfazed.

"Then explain this." He said, lifting a second finger. "The moment you first saw my cock your face flushed. And not just a little."

"Your whole body went warm, almost feverish.I could feel the heat coming off your skin. Your breathing changed. Your pupils blew wide."

"What I'm trying to say is that a woman who's been passed around, who's supposedly taken countless men, doesn't react like that."

"Sure, she might smile. She might get excited." He shrugged. "But that's eagerness, surface-level hunger. What I saw in you was something deeper. Something raw. Something that came from way down inside."

"That kind of visceral, almost shocked reaction?"

"That screams inexperience."

Nyx rolled her eyes playfully and rubbed her palm slowly over his chest, fingers teasing the fabric of his shirt.

"Of course I was surprised. Of course I got hot and flustered. After all everyone else in this world has such tiny penises, barely three inches, thin as quill."

"And then you pull out something like this?"

She slid her hand lower, boldly cupping the thick outline of his cock through his trousers and giving it a slow, appreciative squeeze.

"It's a weapon aimed straight at every woman's deepest instincts. It would be weird if I didn't react. Anyone would."

Luca's breath hitched for a second at her touch, but he didn't let it derail him.

"I know." He said calmly. "But that's not the only thing."

He lifted a third finger.

"Honestly...the way you went about it tonight was kind of amateurish."

The moment he said that Nyx glared at him in offense as her grip on his wiener tightened.

"No—no, not in a bad way." Luca hurried to clarify. "You were incredible. Amazing. I came so many times I lost count. That should be obvious."

"But...there were these little moments."

"Tiny hesitations. Like you were thinking too hard about what to do next. You'd pause, just a second before trying something new."

"You were also watching my reactions, adjusting, second-guessing yourself and someone with a lot of experience doesn't think that much."

"They just...do. Muscle memory. Habit. Flow."

He met her gaze evenly.

"And I also have to add the fact that you were learning on the spot. Every time you made me come, you got noticeably better—faster, more confident, more precise."

"I'll admit that you're an extremely quick learner. But that kind of rapid improvement only happens when it's new. When it's your first time figuring it out."

Nyx stared at him for a moment.

Then, slowly, the sharpness in her expression softened.

"I'm...relieved you were satisfied."

She murmured before she sighed, shaking her head.

"But I have to remind you again—the men in this world aren't like you."

"They're so small that they don't want the women doing anything with their tools since there's nothing to do with something that size."

"And the women? Most of them don't want anything to do with those pathetic little things."

"So oral? Blowjobs as you call it? Completely non-existent." She smirked. "It's only natural I'd be experiencing it for the first time tonight."

She then narrowed her eyes again, playful but pointed.

"And none of what you said right now is proper evidence, Hero. You're just throwing out observations. Accusations. Guesses. Nothing concrete."

Luca chuckled.

"Can I ask why are you getting so defensive?" He asked curiously. "Technically I'm supporting you. I'm painting you in a much better light than the rumors ever did."

"So, why do you want to deny it so badly?"

Nyx let out a long, tired breath. She shook her head slowly.

"It's because…" She paused, searching for the right words. "I don't like it when people create images of others in their heads. When they decide who someone is good or bad, pure or filthy and then treat them like that fantasy instead of the real person."

"It feels weak. Pathetic. Like they're too afraid to face the actual human being in front of them."

Her fingers curled lightly against his shirt.

"I've seen it happen. Women who used to follow me around when we were younger. Admired me, even...Then they heard the rumors."

"And suddenly they're whispering behind my back. Giggling. Avoiding me. Looking at me like I'm diseased."

"It's ugly and I hate it."

She lifted her gaze to meet his again, kinder this time.

"But I don't believe you're that kind of person, Hero" She said quietly. "But at the same time, I also don't understand why you're so convinced I'm innocent to the point that you think I'm a virgin."

"So tell me—what exactly is this true evidence you have? That is if you even have any."

Luca sighed, long and slow, the sound carrying both amusement and resignation.

"If you want definitive evidence." He said quietly. "Then I'll give it to you."

Without warning, his hands slid down from her waist until they settled right over her crotch.

Through the thin fabric of her dress, his palm cupped her mound while his fingers began to caress slowly, up and down along the soft seam of her lips.

Nyx's breath hitched sharply. Her thighs tensed, then parted just a fraction on instinct.

"You see this?" Luca murmured, voice low against her ear. "Right here...this pretty little pussy of yours."

"Yeah...I can feel it." Nyx swallowed, voice breathy. "Your fingers...going up and down...right along the slit."

She tried to keep her tone defensive, but it came out breathy.

"So what? What do you have to say about that? Don't tell me you think it's too pretty to have been used. Too perfect. Too untouched."

"That it couldn't possibly have taken cock after cock—"

Luca shook his head, still stroking her lazily.

"Not exactly." He said. "But what I did notice when I was looking inside you earlier, spreading you open was something that shouldn't have been there."

He pressed one finger against her entrance through the cloth—poking right at the center.

"A hymen." He said simply. "Deep inside. About three inches in."

Nyx froze and her brows furrowed in genuine confusion.

"What...What exactly is a hymen?"

Luca patiently explained.

"It's a thin membrane that partially covers the entrance of a vagina in women when they're born."

"It acts as a protective barrier for the vagina during infancy and childhood...and well, in my world, it's often considered a sign of virginity."

This caught her attention as this was the first time hearing about this.

"When a cock first slides inside, it usually tears—sometimes there's blood, sometimes not. It's not foolproof, but it's one of the physical indicators that a woman hasn't been penetrated before."

He spread his fingers wider, outlining her entire mound through the dress, then returned to gently circling the spot he'd poked.

"It should be right around here." He murmured. "And yours...is surprisingly deep. In humans, it's usually right at the entrance. But yours is a few inches inside."

"That might be normal for elves, your physiology could be different after all. But the fact that it's still there at all means that your pussy has never had...real action before."

He looked down at her with a small, victorious smile.

"So...how about that? Now do you believe me? If you still don't, you can go ask any other elf woman. They'll tell you about the first time they bled or at least felt that sharp sting. That should be enough proof."

He waited, smug and certain, fully expecting her to finally concede.

But Nyx didn't.

Instead, a slow, thoughtful smile spread across her lips.

She looked almost...delighted.

"I think I'm forgetting something, Hero." She said sweetly.

Luca blinked. "What?"

Her smile turned sly.

"Didn't you just say my hymen, whatever you call it is three inches deep inside?"

He nodded slowly. "Yeah...what about it?"

Nyx leaned in closer, voice dropping to a teasing whisper.

"And didn't I also mention...that the average penis size here is only about two inches? Maybe two-and-a-half at best? Three inches is basically the absolute maximum any man in this world can manage."

Luca's eyes widened, as he immediately realised what she was saying.

She continued, merciless.

"Do you really think a man with a total of three inches or less could push deep enough to reach three inches inside my body and actually break my hymen?"

The realization hit him like a brick.

His mouth opened. Closed. Opened again.

He had completely forgotten.

He'd been thinking in human terms. Human anatomy. Human averages.

He hadn't even considered that the men here were so pathetically undersized that they literally couldn't take a woman's virginity. Couldn't even reach far enough to tear the membrane.

His face went slack with genuine shock.

Nyx watched it happen—watched the confident, victorious expression crumble into stunned, adorable bewilderment—and she couldn't hold back anymore.

With a delighted laugh, she lunged forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and peppering his face with rapid, playful kisses.

"Ohhh, you look so adorable right now, Hero!" She cooed between kisses. "So cute! So shocked!"

She kissed his cheeks, his nose, his forehead, his jaw.

"I thought I could finally make you show some weakness when I was sucking your cock earlier. But even then you stayed so confident, so unshakable."

"And now look at you! That massive shock on your face! I finally got to see your cute, vulnerable expression!"

She kissed him again and again, giggling the entire time before pulling back again.

She felt so happy that she could see this raw side of him that she even decided to reward him.

"Since you're so damn cute right now and because you made me so happy tonight..." She said, voice softening into something warm and sincere. "...I'll say it. I'll say the truth."

She leaned in, lips brushing his ear.

"The rumors you heard about me? They're all false and..."

"...I am a virgin."

"I'm as innocent as any maiden can be."

"I've never let any man touch my body ever and even a touch on my shoulder is forbidden, which should be enough to tell you how pure I am."

After saying this, Nyx thought for sure that he'd be relieved—maybe even thrilled.

After all, this world placed such absurd importance on purity, and most men she'd met would have reacted exactly as the world expected them to: proud, overjoyed, even possessive.

A virgin woman was treated like a treasure, something men would fight over, brag about, and cherish simply because no one else had touched her.

But to her surprise, Luca didn't react like any of those men.

Instead of sighing in relief or smirking with satisfaction, his expression lit up with something entirely different—victory.

His lips curled into a triumphant grin, his eyes flashing with that familiar spark that appeared every time one of his hunches turned out to be right.

"Aha!" He said, snapping his fingers as if he'd just solved a riddle. "I knew it. I absolutely knew it. For a second, I almost doubted myself—but no, I was right all along!"

Nyx blinked at him, utterly bewildered.

That wasn't the reaction she'd expected at all.

He didn't seem remotely excited over what he'd just found out—only that he'd been correct.

It was like he wasn't reacting as a man discovering a woman's secret, but as a scholar confirming a theory, or a rival winning a bet.

"You know Hero, that's not the reaction I expected."

She poked his chest with a peculiar look on her face.

"I thought you'd be excited about the virgin part. About the lady that I'm untouched. Pure. Innocent. The kind of thing most men dream about in a woman."

"I thought that would make you happy and jump up in excitement...But instead you seem more happy that you proved me wrong like a childish kid who doesn't like to lose."

"What's up with that?"

She asked as she was genuinely confused but Luca simply scoffed and was completely unrepentant as he said,

"I don't really care about that."

"...What?"

"I don't care about a women's past or lack of it. I don't care if she's a virgin or if she's been with a hundred men."

"I also don't want some pure, untouched prize. If interested in a woman it's because of who she is and none of that other nonsense."

He shrugged before smiling and adding,

"And right now, I'm more focused on the fact that I was right. That my reasoning held up."

"That's much more important since I was so sure of it only to forget something so crucial, which is rather embarrassing to think about."

He laughed, genuinely amused at himself, while Nyx stared at him in wonder.

In this world, virginity and purity were everything.

Women were expected to remain untouched until marriage. Once married, divorce was forbidden—they were bound for life.

Even if a husband died, remarriage was taboo.

Men would only desire a 'pure' woman; anything less was considered second-hand goods, tainted, unworthy of real love.

And here was Luca...shrugging it off like it was nothing.

And realising just what sort of man he was—she couldn't help it.

She surged forward, pressing her palms to his chest as she towered over him, looking down into his face with solemn, searching eyes.

"Are you really telling the truth here?"

She asked quietly.

"Are you really saying that even if I were exactly what the rumors claim—if I really had been passed around by half the men in the village, an absolute succubus who lived only to pleasure others, who chased every desire without shame—you'd still not care?"

"You'd still love me?"

"Treat me the same way you always have?"

"Without judgment? Without disgust?"

Luca looked up at her without a trace of hesitation.

"Of course." He said simply, arms tightening around her waist. "I don't care about that bullshit."

He pulled her closer, voice dropping to a low, confident growl.

"I'm more than confident in myself—knowing that I can love you better than any man ever has."

"Give you more happiness than anyone else."

"Make you laugh harder then any elf has."

"And even...fuck you better then anyone alive."

She gulped.

"Fuck you so hard, so deep, fill you up so completely that you'll never even think about another cock again."

"You'll be ruined for anyone else. You'll be addicted, utterly, hopelessly addicted to me."

"...To this."

He rolled his hips just enough to let her feel the thick outline of his cock pressing against her through their clothes.

"You'll be my perfect little slave to this cock. And that's why I don't need to worry about anything else."

Hearing this primal confession—Nyx's entire body ignited.

The raw, unapologetic confidence in his eyes—combined with the sheer dominance in his words—sent a wave of heat crashing through Nyx's body.

Her pussy clenched hard. Fresh slickness soaked through her already-damp underwear. Her entire skin flushed hot. Her breath came faster.

And then a stupid, dazed smile spread across her face.

"You…"

She whispered, voice trembling with want.

"…You really are making it so hard for me not to fall for you, Hero."

And then, without another word she surged forward and crashed her lips against his.

Kiss!

Luca was startled for half a heartbeat—then groaned low in his throat and pulled her tighter, one hand tangling in her hair, the other gripping her ass.

"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Sip!♡~"

Their tongues met instantly, hot and hungry, sliding together in a deep, messy, passionate kiss under the silver glow of the moon.

It went on and on—wet sounds, soft moans, the desperate press of bodies until finally Nyx pulled back, gasping.

Luca thought she was done.

But instead, she slid slowly down his body, graceful and lustful until she was once again on her knees between his legs.

His eyes widened.

"What are you—? I thought it was over."

Nyx looked up at him through dark lashes, lips swollen and glistening.

"It was over before." She murmured, already tugging his trousers open. "But right now...after that? I'm unbelievably turned on."

She freed his cock—already hardening again and wrapped both hands around the thick base.

"And to satiate that fire, I need your cock in my mouth. Right now."

She leaned forward, lips brushing the sensitive head.

"So, here goes...Round two of your reward."

Luca groaned low in his throat as her warm mouth enveloped him once more.

He tipped his head back, staring up at the moon while Nyx sucked him with renewed, worshipful hunger.

And in that moment with moonlight on his skin, one of the most beautiful woman in the world kneeling between his legs, working him with desperate devotion he thought:

Yeah.

This really was the good life

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