Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 12: Helping To Lounge

The Boartooth Inn–Run by Dune Boartooth and his daughter Moxy Boartooth, a haven for travelers and adventurers alike. But even more so a boon for your pockets with rooms as cheap as their bread and wine. Helping Aerin and her mother to settle into the very Inn for the night, Raven mused all alone over his plans in his room.

'I need to wait for that herbalist to come through, but it's probably better if I buy some magic scrolls as well in the meantime.' Planning to go into the cave again, his mind was in a trance trying to deduce the perfect way to handle the minotaur hordes.

However, a sudden knock on his door broke his chain of thoughts. With a click of the tongue, he glanced over to the door. It was far too early for Moxy to sneak away from her father, but also not early in the night for his party members to still be knocking on his door.

"Who is it?" He asked, getting off the bed before slowly making his way towards the door.

"Just let me in, I wanna talk," the voice was Brenna's–Aerin's eagle-eyed mother.

Although a bit confused about what she wanted with him after having ignored him for most of the day, Raven opened the door for her to come in. Staring at him for a spell, the same look of disgust from before took over Brenna's face. Washing it away quickly, however, she made her way inside without saying anything just yet.

"What is it?" Raven asked, turning around after locking the door behind him.

Standing before him, she folded her arms into her yukata's sleeves. Her eyes glaring at him with disgust, she was obviously furious yet her true intentions remained a mystery.

"What did you say to my daughter?" She asked, her teeth gritted in rage.

A bit thrown off by the question, Raven wondered how much she knew about the incident between him and Aerin. Keeping his cards close, he eased his frown into a much lighter expression. The change in his contour confused Brenna already. Easing her own stern look, she undid her folded hand and just stared at him with anxious anticipation.

"What do you mean? I didn't say anything to her," spouting a quick lie, Raven casually began to move towards his bed.

Following him with her angst-ridden gaze, Brenna's stern look returned in an instant.

"About that marriage! She's been against it since she met you, there has to be a reason why!" Although she wasn't far off the mark, Raven knew from the way she'd worded it that she had no clue about him taking her daughter's virginity. "Besides, I've noticed how she looks at you–all flustered and shy. You must've charmed her in some way!"

Sitting down on the bed, Raven looked Breanna up and down. A supple frame carried by a dignified personality, the very thought of watching her break excited him to no end. Making her drool, groan, and squirm under his body made him wanna use the accursed charm on her just so he could tease her all night with no relief.

"Answer me!" Brenna commanded, stomping her sandals against the creaky floor.

"Fine," letting down the mask of goodwill, Raven looked at her with a dastardly smile. His eyes enshrouded under his dark aura made Brenna's eyes open up wide. "I turned her into a woman, and she thanked me later."

"W-what?!" She yelped, covering her mouth with her hand.

Staring at Raven in utter shock, she curled up her fingers into a raging fist. And despite knowing he was one of the strongest adventurers, she couldn't help her anger and decided to fling a punch right at his face. As she attempted to do so, however, Raven got off the bed and grabbed her hand in mid-air. Pulling her closer until their noses touched, he had her shook but giving no time to recover, Raven pressed against her pale violet lips.

"Mhnmm!" In utter shock, Brenna groaned as she attempted to free herself from the adventurer's grasp.

Overpowering her easily, Raven began pouring his charm into her by slipping his tongue deeper into her mouth. Affected by the charm, Brenna kept fighting the urge to give in, but her attempts to get away from his grips had gotten weaker as Raven toiled with her tongue. Grabbing both of her hands, the dark mage flipped her over before pushing her onto his bed.

There, lying panting with her eyes looking away in shame, Brenna's heaving chest made her Yukata's collar slide open slightly. Watching her panting for breath, Raven's eyes fell onto her now exposed cleavage. Rising high with every breath, her breasts were big enough to be sagging without the Yukata's hold. But even more curious was the tattoo running down her cleavage that'd been hidden under her clothes.

'A red dragon, probably spanning down to her belly or maybe even further?' Having seen the tattoo, her charm grew even more in Raven's eyes.

"D-don't you dare do anything to me!" With a fierce look in her eyes, Brenna tried to get off the bed.

Pushing her back down, Raven climbed onto her hips. Placing his hands on her belly, he began pouring more of his charm into her, not so he could have sex, but simply because he wanted to watch her break.

After a while, her complaints were all drowned by the effect of the seductive charm. But even so, the look of anger on her didn't lower even the slightest. Glaring at Raven still, she helplessly drew deep breaths while hoping for it to be over.

"Let's show you why she thanked me, but don't worry," leaning closer to her ears, Raven whispered. "I won't take you all the way. The look of pure bliss is what I wanna see for now, especially since you've been such a bitch all this time."

His words sent a cold chill running down Brenna's spine. Gulping down on her fear, she felt a jumble of emotions both from outright terror to an aching longing to be toyed around with for once in her life. Either way, she knew she couldn't escape–something she wasn't so sure that she wanted to do anymore.