Chapter 89: Asylum (smuttish? Kinda, but only as the background)

"Are you sure you don't want to stay?"

Holding Fen's body tightly with her arms, Alra refused to let him go. Thanks to the warm morning, their naked bodies were lying directly on the mattress, with the signs of their nightly fun dirtying the sheets all over.

"Yes. At least… Not yet."

As great time as Fen had over the last few hours, as incredibly cosy it was to hug himself to the warm and soft body of this girl… The time didn't wait for anyone. Last night was nothing but a result of the delay that Fen's caravan of choice had before its departure. Fen's escape didn't end yet, and would not before the young man would finally manage to pass the border!

To a point, it was painful. Even though this kind of activity was nothing more but the girl's job, once he would pass the border, Fen doubted that he would ever return to the Empire. That meant, that once he would leave the comfortable hug of the girl, once he would raise his head from the soft pillow of her breasts, once her legs would let go of his waist… The two of them would never experience what they were living through right now.

Obviously, soon after his departure, this girl would lay down with another client. If the last stretch of his escape were to go more or less correctly, then Fen would most likely have a shot at starting his life anew, far away from any form of organised persecution. In that situation, it would be only a matter of time before he would meet someone else, not wishing to lay down with anyone but that new girl that might someday enter his life.

Yet, as great as this perspective was, the delicate fabric of Arla's soft skin was too alluring! It was impossible to not miss this kind of feeling right as he was experiencing it!

"You do know what does the tradition of betting means?"

Suddenly, Arla moved down a bit, levelling her eyes with Fen's pupils. Still pressed so close to the young man that her nipples nearly pierced through his chest, the girl looked the young man in his eyes before leaning her head forward for a light kiss.

"I honestly have no idea. I was curious at first, but once we got busy I couldn't really think of anything else but you."

Pretty open about this factor, Fen quickly explained his position. Under the influence of the girl's glib tongue, his hand moved on their own, reaching for her supple breasts. Instantly returning to Arla's lips once his sentence left Fen's mouth, his fingers sank into the soft flesh of the girl, causing her tongue to squirm and force its way into his mouth.

"I guess you don't know then, but it's okay."

Tightening her embrace of Fen's shoulders, Arla pushed her body to the side, jumping right on top of the young man. Still cuddled into him as tightly as she could, her breath seemed to caress Fen's earlobe.

"While I won't deny that this place is a brothel…"

Moving her lips up, Arla caught on to Fen's ear, nibbling on it as if there was no tomorrow for a while, before breaking the contact with a sudden gasp. Stretching her hands straight, Arla rose above the young man, exposing her supple breasts in their entire beauty right in front of Fen's eyes.

"... some of us came here just to find a man for ourselves. This tradition of betting is all about the girls who didn't serve with their bodies, betting their income from normal work for the chance of ensearing someone that caught their fancy."

Noticing Fen's gaze on her charms, Arla smiled as she reached for his hands. Catching Fen's wrists, she brought them up, pushing his palms against her breasts. Trapping his arms in this position by crossing her own just a bit below, the girl started to slowly rub her hips against Fen's abdomen. 

Given how they just got some well-deserved rest after the busy night, it took only a moment before Fen could feel a trail of wetness left on his skin whenever Arla's hips changed their position.

"While you are not bound to anything…"

Pushing her upper body down, Arla forced Fen's hands to squeeze her breasts even harder, to the point where her face twisted in pain before her mouth opened only to release an intoxicating moan. 

"... I'm really willing to go for all forms of lengths to make sure you will take me with you."

At this moment, this entire situation exploded. Even though anyone with any brains could fathom the outcome of this situation from way earlier, due to how immersed Fen was in the intricacies of Arla's body, he failed to notice this form of attack before it struck him right in his face.

"Go with me?

Still shocked, Fen was unable to utter anything but some kind of nonsense as he stared at the face of the girl, melting into a dreamy expression as her hips started to move faster and faster.

"Yes. You might find this strange, but in a place like this, if someone can afford the auction, he usually is well-earning enough to ensure we won't starve."

Suddenly leaning forward, Arla pushed her breasts right below Fen's neck, before closing the trap with her arms from the top. With nowhere to run, Fen could only wait with the anticipation as the girl's mouth lowered down on him, once again allowing him to taste the sweet saliva of hers. 

Feeling her nimble tongue squirming in a dance with his own, Fen realised that in terms of ensnaring, this girl was actually doing pretty great!

But that didn't mean he was willing to take her up on her offer. As great as the perspective of a companion with him from now on, Fen wasn't willing to commit at this point of his life. And the caravan announcer did a great job to emphasise how potentially dangerous the last part of Fen's journey could be.

"Not only that, when I first saw you… I just couldn't help but like how you look, how you acted back in that chair… You know, most of us, girls in places like this, dreams of someone who they could enjoy supporting through the adventures that await on the roads…"

With Arla's face hanging right above Fen's, he could see the strange light of passion that lit up in the girl's pupils. When she started speaking about what would lie ahead of them if he were to take her with him, her entire body seemed to take turns in tensing up and relaxing, as if just the thought of those 'adventures' was enough to make this naive girl excited!

"Life on the road isn't as great as you picture it to be. Not only that, I will be taking part in a really dangerous journey today. I don't want to make you disillusioned, but there is nothing poetic in covering yourself in randomly found, already fermenting shit just so a beast won't be able to sniff you out."

At this point, Fen was perfectly conscious that his words would not only influence what the girl thought about travelling through the deserted lands but also quickly sour their current encounter. But it was something that he had to do.

Fen was already on the verge of just accepting this kind of comfort that Arla was offering to him. Not even in terms of sexual fulfilment, her attentiveness and clinginess alone were sure to cast away the loneliness he felt during the first part of the escape. 

Even if this kind of relationship would be nothing more but a mutual benefit one, having someone to hug while going to sleep was a perspective that had quite an allure for the young man!

That's why, rather than allowing the girl to do anything more that would result in his complete surrender, Fen decided to take the harsh action.

"I don't care."

Before the young man would ever have a chance to dissuade her, Alra shook her head before raising back to the straightened position and sending a longing look at Fen's face.

"Life here… It's just cleaning, cooking, taking care of myself… As comfortable as it can be, I just can't hold it anymore!"

Smashing her delicate fists against Fen's chest, Arla suddenly appeared to be on the verge of tears. With her entire body shaking, Fen felt an intense pressure to catch her in his embrace and comfort her for as long as she would take to calm herself down.

But this girl even managed to pull herself back, quickly swipe her tears aside with her arm and look sharply at the young man once again.

"I would much rather prefer dying in some kind of shithole while watching the beast feast on my body, than spending another day here! Because in the off chance that I won't end up as some kind of monster's meal, I will get to live a life that can actually make me feel fulfilled!

Tensing her fingers back into fists, Arla's looked up towards some indiscernible feature hidden behind the roof. Yet, as silly as this stare could look like, when paired with her determined expression, Fen had no guts to even consider it funny.

"So, how would it be. Would you like to take me with you, as your personal girl? If you don't like me for who I am, and won't grow up to like me during our journey, I'm content with just living with you through your adventures. I won't monopolise you if you ever find someone you will truly love. But I want you to let me see the entire bigger world outside of this asylum!"