A day had passed.
I greeted the morning. My wake-up call was always Lune and Eila's simultaneous service.
But today something felt a bit off. Instead of using tongues on both sides, the movement seemed like someone was hogging it all to herself.
Slurp, suck.
Working hard but awkward mouth movements. This was Eila. I immediately sat up and asked Eila, who was alone below me holding my dick in her mouth.
"Where's Lune?"
"I'm right here."
Lune was taking out the slime dragon's bodily fluids from storage and cutting them into appropriate sizes. The way she was cutting the fluids with a knife we'd looted from the slash-and-burn village looked just like preparing sashimi.
"When's that from?"
"The kids caught it with Lime yesterday. Just like how you do it, Master—Lime holds it down and the kids beat it up."
Swoosh swoosh. Lune slashed the air with the knife and grinned. An elf wielding a knife and a lady knight sucking on my lower half—something felt backwards.
