Isekai Rohan

Crystal Quarry Dungeon

"Your Grace, please. Allow us to continue fighting our own battles. We would love to have you guiding and watching over us. This is definitely not an opportunity we should miss." Lucas, the leader finally announced after their little group meeting. It seemed Lucy and Mimi were in agreement, whilst the only person desiring the free carry was Marvin.

For him, he didn't become an adventurer because he desired strength, power, fame or the life of literally adventuring. He only did it so he could have a place in life with his friends, and perhaps the coin helped too. 

With that all said and done, Asai waited for them to mentally prepare themselves. To continue fighting the small waves of monsters. Thanks to Asai's two clones, were only able to approach staggeringly rather than as a swarm.

"Must be nice, having a senpai to hold their hand like this. I wish I had one back when I started. Would've definitely helped a lot." A quick memory flashed within his mind. "Not to say Mel and Kozumi didn't help me but, imagine if I was like one of those protagonists in those other stories, born within a noble household. Growing up with a golden spoon... I wonder how strong I might've been then." His thoughts were trailing off whilst he continued to monitor the party.

At the end of the day, the girls were completely exhausted, whilst the guys were sleepy. Seeing them in such a state, Asai decided to volunteer for night watch. "Although I volunteered for night watch, its not like there's actually day or night down here."

...

The gentle flickering of the camp fire. It wasn't needed as the temperature within dungeons were regulated, but the crackling sounds and extra warmth helped ease everyone into slumber. As for Asai himself, he had a clone defend both their fronts and their backs. Perhaps an hour of snoring later, whilst Asai was again within his own mind, replaying the many battles and fights he had been thrusted into. He felt two soft lumps squish into his back.

"W-wait! Listen to me. I know you're a mighty duke, but as you've said. You're currently here as Asai the adventurer and not Duke Asai Trichia, correct?" Asai nodded. Feeling her relax afterwards. Two small arms wrapped around his waist from under his arms. "Then please allow me to do this. Whether you'd like to have more or stop afterwards. Please let me have this moment."

One of her hands started to massage and feel out the lines, the structure and density of his chest muscles, before slipping further down to feeling out his wash board abs. The other hand immediately went down further to his groins where she started to clumsily stroke around until she felt something hard.

Still above the cloth material, she started to squeeze and tug the increasingly rising tent. For her face, she had it planted into his back. Seemingly too shy to show herself. As her imagination painted the picture of his body through the touch of her hands, her breath began to become heavy.

She was enjoying this much more than she thought she would. To have permission and access to a mighty duke's body like this. Having teased the man enough, and wanting to feel more. She fumbled her fingers around to undo his belt, loosing his trousers before pulling his cock out. Freeing the little brother, enabling her hands to grab it and stroke it up and down. Pleasing the man with the softness of her hands.

With her left hand, its thumb hooked around the bottom of the shaft, its fingers wrapped around his balls, occasionally giving it a few small grasps and massages. Her right hand focused heavily on his tip, spinning her fingers around. Experimenting as she was inexperienced to a man's body.

She glanced around to notice what she had been doing, having gotten carried away she had forgotten that they were literally in the middle of the camp. The tents around them had their entrance flaps facing them, if any one of them woke up early due to the sounds, she would be caught!

She got onto her knees, now placing her forehead on his shoulder from the back. Her breasts still planting into him. She grabbed one of his hands and dragged it back, placing its fingers onto her crotch from outside the cloth.

Asai the gentleman understood what she wanted and began to tease and stroke her with only two fingers. Delicately sliding his fingertips over her lips. Her honey pot now increasingly getting wet, soaked her garments. Asai could feel his fingers becoming damp as her juices soaked through.

She bit into his neck, although painfully [Masochist] kicked in and turned that pain into pleasure.

She then leaned into his ears and whispered.

"Sir Asai, would you like to have my first time?"