What Do You Mean I'm The King Now??

Having completed my stat point allocation, I open my eyes, grimacing a bit from the brightness of the afternoon sun. As my eyes adjust, I scan around the forest, searching for Candy. I spot her about fifty feet away, kneeling down on the ground. I begin to make my way towards her, and as I approach, I see that she is once more fully dressed.

At the moment, Candy has on a light, green tunic that extends below her h.i.p.s, acting as a miniskirt. Over her tunic, she is wearing a pale leather c.h.e.s.tplate, accompanied by matching wrist guards, shoulder pads and knee-high boots. I also pay special attention to her lack of pants, which reveals her thick, powerful t.h.i.g.hs.

As I walk up to her from behind, I notice that she is busy humming to herself. I recognize it as an elven tune that she sings often, but I don't know any of the words. I let the melody serenade my senses for a good long minute, basking in the tranquility that Candy's voice carries. Then I touch her gently on the shoulder. She must have recognized my presence, because she doesn't flinch from the sudden contact. She just turns and offers me a wide, beaming smile, her golden eyes curving in delight. "What are you doing there, Candy?" I ask softly.

Candy stands up and turns to fully face me. Then she holds out two hands for me to see. "I made this for you, King Ash!"

I look down at her hands and spot a wreath, woven from vines and interlaced with various flowers pink and blue. The pink ones look familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Oke-something? I shake my head and smile. "It's lovely, Candy."

Hearing my praise, Candy's eyes light up with joy, and she lets out a girly giggle. Then she suddenly looks away from me and blushes. "W-will King Ash wear it?"

I watch as Candy's eyes dart between my face and the ground, clearly nervous as to what my response might be. Seeing her self-conscious expression, I feel my heart skip a beat, and I nearly choke on my words as I try to reply. I quickly clear my throat, then let out a grin. "Sure, Candy. Will you put it on me?"

Candy instantly nods, and I lower my head so that she can give me the wreath. Then I take a step back and strike a pose. "How do I look, Candy?"

"You look very handsome, King Ash. Even the Five Beauties would pale in comparison."

The sincerity in Candy's voice causes me to involuntarily blush. I quickly turn away so she can't see my embarrassed expression, returning to face her only once my cheeks have again adopted their naturally pale demeanor. Then I gesture to her and say, "Come here, Candy. There's something I want to check."

Candy gives me a quizzical look but obeys, walking until she is within arm's reach. Then I grab ahold of her shoulders and turn her around, so that her back is facing me. I lean forward, pressing my body up against hers, and I rest my chin on her right shoulder, taking in a deep breath and letting her scent fill my nostrils. She smells dainty and fresh, like spring flowers.

Slowly, I lift my arms up. My hands wrap around her and begin moving over her body. At first, I'm simply rubbing my hands across her armor. But before long, my hands snake in underneath her clothes, touching her b.a.r.e skin. The sensation of my hands on her body is a bit different than before, when she had been completely n.a.k.e.d. In some ways, it's even more e.r.o.t.i.c this time, since she's still fully clothed.

"King Ash, what, ahh, are you, ohh, doing?" Candy asks. Her voice cracks several times before she finishes, interrupted by her own gasps and m.o.a.ns.

"Just checking some things," I whisper into her ear. My right hand is busy foddling her b.r.e.a.s.ts, and I feel the hardness of her n.i.p.p.l.es beneath my fingertips. My left hand is lower, sliding up and down between her thick t.h.i.g.hs. As I reach under her p.a.n.t.i.e.s, towards her groin, I feel the dampness of her p.u.s.s.y, which twitches eagerly in response to my touch. Chin still on her shoulder, I again whisper, "Candy, did you eat the goblin fruit like a good girl?"

Candy's head is tilted back, her eyes closed tightly from p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. At the sound of my question, she rolls her head back and forth. "I don't, ahh, like, ohh, the taste, ohh, goblin fruit, ahh, King Ash."

"Candy," I say disapprovingly. I give her b.r.e.a.s.t a gentle squeeze, eliciting another round of m.o.a.ns from the elf, before I continue. "You need to eat your fruits, so you can grow up big and strong," I lecture. All the while, my left forefinger is tracing the edges of her opening, making circles around the lips of her now wet p.u.s.s.y.

"King Ash," Candy just manages to say between gasps, "There, ohh, something poking, ahh, my back."

"Don't worry about that, Candy. Now, just relax and let me see how far along you are right now," I say before closing my eyes. Then under my breath, I whisper, "Tactile Feedback."

"Tactile Feedback," an A-tier talent that allows me to see the characteristics and stats of any living thing I am in physical contact with, simply by "groping" it. The more intimate and e.r.o.t.i.c the contact, the more that is revealed to me about the individual.

So you see, I'm not just some horny teenager. There was actually a larger point to all my foreplay. Not that I'm saying I need a specific reason to want to get my hands all up in Candy's super s.e.xy, hot body. Hell, I'd grope her twenty-five hours a day if it were possible. But what I'm saying is, this time at least, I'm actually doing it for more than just self-gratification. I actually do want to see how she's progressing stat-wise, however uns.e.xy that may sound.

As my talent activates, my mind is instantly barraged by a stream of words and numbers, moving so quickly that I have trouble discerning them at first. "36, 24, 36?" I mumble, but I shake my head, "Wrong stats." I let my mind focus a bit more, and gradually, the outline of a menu appears. It is not nearly as clear as my own, but I can make out and piece together the following information.

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Name: Candy

Titles: Busty Melons, Dincú servant

Race: Wood Elf

S.e.x: Female

Age: 75

Height: 5'4" (1.6m)

Weight: 110 lbs (50kg)

Class: Archer

Level: 10

HP: 19/19 (+2 from cloth tunic)

Mana: 25/30

-Strength: 5

~Constitution: 10

++Dexterity: 19

~Intelligence: 8

-Charisma: 5

~Luck: 6

Talents: Eagle Eye ( C ), Undaunting (B), Erogenous Zone (B)

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Slowly, I open my eyes again. When I do, I find Candy's head tilted towards me, her golden eyes staring into my face. She sees my eyes open, and quickly looks away, blushing. "H-how am I doing, King Ash?" she asks nervously, like a student waiting to get back an exam.

I peck her lightly on the neck several times, then say, "You're progressing nicely, Candy. In more places than just one."

She giggles for a bit, and I am just about to move in to give her a kiss on the cheek, when suddenly, I feel her body tense. Noticing the change in her demeanor, I look up, finding that her pointed ears are now raised and at attention, darting back and forth through the air as if searching for something. A concerned expression crosses my face. "What is it, Candy?"

"I thought I heard something, an enemy," she replies.

I let go of her and stand up straight, turning my head slowly to see if I can hear anything. Then suddenly, my ears twitch as they catch the sound of heavy footsteps, about a half a dozen or so, to the east.

I mumble to myself, "Goblins again?" But then I shake my head. "No, something bigger."