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EP.114  [Vivian Witnesses Eugene and Jeanne’s Steamy Act.♥] 

“Have sex with me, Jeanne. You’re such an irresistibly lovely woman. You’re shaking your butt like that and you’re just going to leave? That makes no sense.” 

Squeeze! 

Eugene gripped Jeanne’s sexy butt even harder. In this situation, he knew he shouldn’t treat her gently. He had to push her hard and make her lose her composure. 

“You crazy bastard, how can you think about sex right now? Don’t you get it? This mission is so important for our mercenary band’s future! I have to prepare even harder starting tomorrow. And you want to have sex the night before? Are you out of your mind?!” 

Jeanne shot back at Eugene with rapid-fire scolding, her expression and tone full of disbelief. 

But her slightly faltering words and wavering eyes betrayed her. Eugene’s unfiltered, relentless attitude left Jeanne genuinely flustered. 

Hesitate, hesitate. 

She even hesitated a bit, feeling intimidated. Jeanne tried to put her mercenary leader persona forward, struggling not to get swept up in Eugene’s pushiness. 

“Don’t make me laugh.” 

Eugene scoffed, completely unbothered. 

“We’re not monks, are we? We’re mercenaries rough, rowdy, and aggressive people.” 

“You crazy idiot!” 

He started spouting nonsense, completely shameless. Eugene Schneider, who had just “trained” Vivian with thuggish bravado, was now even bolder after crossing that line. He was so brazen that Jeanne could only keep calling him crazy, unable to handle his energy. 

“You have to be in the right state of mind to do your job well. Since coming here, I haven’t had sex with you. Do you want to see me go crazy? Do you want to see what happens when my magic bursts out?” 

But Eugene wasn’t just making excuses he had a point. Since coming to Alexandria from Pangaea, and even after arriving, he hadn’t had sex with Jeanne. The Red Fox Mercenary Band’s leadership had been busy, and Eugene had accepted that because Jeanne was so focused on the mission. But now he was at his limit. His desire was overflowing to the point where he worried his magic might erupt. 

“Ah… Uh…” 

Faced with Eugene’s honest plea, Jeanne couldn’t answer. If anyone could understand his reasoning, it was her. 

‘Damn, even so, I didn’t rape Vivian I just held her. Because I wanted to be with Jeanne!!’ 

Seeing Jeanne hesitate, Eugene pressed even harder, glaring at her. He hadn’t touched Vivian’s body out of lust he’d only humiliated her with oral, restraining his own desires for Jeanne’s sake. 

“Fine… Let’s go to your room, Eugene…” 

In the end, Jeanne agreed to Eugene’s demand for sex. 

Smirk…! 

Eugene’s lips curled up in a meaningful smile. 

**** 

Step, step, step… 

Someone was walking toward Eugene’s quarters. 

‘Will he be training with his greatsword again tonight…?’ 

It was Vivian, the head of the Pieta Guild. After the meeting, she’d spent the evening on personal tasks for the next day’s schedule. When night fell, she went out for a walk an excuse to get close to Eugene’s nighttime sword training. Since taking on her protection, Eugene had moved his training to the evening. 

Vivian’s attachment to Eugene had only grown, to the point that she romanticized even his worst behavior. Her longing for him had deepened. When a woman falls for someone, she often wants to create something special just for the two of them. For Vivian, this late hour was her private time to secretly watch Eugene and feel like he belonged to her. She was like a shy cat, sneaking through the night to catch a glimpse of him. 

Fueling her feelings even more was  

‘When I dropped that handkerchief earlier today, I was so embarrassed but also so happy… It felt like a secret signal only Eugene and I understood…’ 

Blush…! 

Squeeze…! 

It was Eugene’s old handkerchief. Vivian clutched it tightly, her cheeks flushed. She hadn’t let go of it all day, even hiding it in her sleeve during the meeting. When Eugene exposed her obsession with the handkerchief, she was mortified, but afterward, she felt a thrilling sense of intimacy, as if only she and Eugene shared that secret. It gave her a rush of catharsis. 

Having tasted that private connection, Vivian was now desperate for more “content,” like a hyena hunting for prey. 

‘If I just keep getting closer… Maybe if I finally tell him how I really feel, I’ll get a chance to win his heart…’ 

To put it nicely, Vivian was clinging to hope. But really, she was grasping at any thread to keep her connection with Eugene alive, determined to nurture it however she could. 

With her heart pounding and her head full of hope, Vivian approached Eugene’s quarters. 

“Hnn… Ahh… Hnn…” 

‘Huh? What’s that sound…?’ 

As she neared Eugene’s training spot, she heard a woman’s moans strangely erotic. 

“!!!!!!!!” 

Feeling a strange sense of déjà vu, Vivian crept closer to find out what it was. Her eyes widened in shock. 

“What, Jeanne? You act so professional, but you wanted to have sex with me too? You’re soaking wet. What are you going to do about this pussy? You acted like you’d never have sex with me outside the room!” 

Wet sounds, squelch, squelch, slap, slap, squelch, squelch! 

“Hnn… Keep it down… Hnn… Hnn…” 

The reckless man, Eugene Schneider, had started having outdoor sex with Jeanne. They were in a wooded path where people might pass by, but Eugene had Jeanne turned around, bent over in a standing doggy style. He reached into her loosened pants and was fingering her wet pussy. 

‘It really is Jeanne… But in such a public place?’ 

Vivian was witnessing Eugene and Jeanne’s wild mercenary love. The sudden moans had made her suspicious, and now she realized it was Eugene and Jeanne making love. This was Eugene’s sword training spot, after all if there was sex happening, it was almost certainly Eugene. Vivian had even considered that Jeanne might come here to discuss the mission with him. It was just a matter of timing. 

She’d assumed if they had sex, it would be in a room, but Eugene, the wild and immoral man, was doing it outdoors. 

“You always act bratty, but you listen to me, Jeanne. You said you wanted to go to the room, but now you’re letting me touch you right here. Is it because I took your virginity? Are you helpless against me, Jeanne? You’re so adorable and naughty.” 

Squelch, squelch, squelch, slap, slap, fondle, fondle, fondle… 

“Y-yeah, that’s what we agreed… Hnn… You said you’d do it anywhere… So stop talking crazy… Hnn…” 

Shiver, shiver, shiver… 

Eugene held Jeanne’s back, fingering her as he whispered satisfaction. Jeanne seemed to be accepting his wild demands out of concern for his magical state, rather than just for the mission. Honestly, Eugene had planned to have sex in the room if Jeanne insisted, but she hesitated only briefly before agreeing. Judging by how her hips trembled under his touch, it was clear she was just as eager. 

“Are you sure? You seem really turned on. Maybe you couldn’t make it to the room because you were so horny?” 

Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck! Suck!♥ 

“Hah! Hnn! No! Hnn! You think I’m like you? Hnn!” 

“Yeah, right. You’re a bigger pervert than me. Look how wet you are your pussy’s dripping like you’re peeing!” 

Eugene knew Jeanne’s body well. He could tell how much she wanted it just by touching her. Her pussy was swollen and wet. Jeanne had been working hard, but she was just as hungry for sex as he was. She pretended to resist, but she was just as eager. 

“Well then, I’ll give you what you want. I’m a wild man now.” 

Rustle! Rustle! 

Jeanne’s leather combat pants were already loosened. Eugene gently pulled them down, and his words dripped with lewdness. 

“Here!” 

Slide! 

He pulled Jeanne’s pants down without hesitation. Her body, already sweating from arousal, was deliciously exposed. 

“Hnnn!” 

Jeanne felt it keenly her butt was a major erogenous zone. Being exposed and touched there made her moan, her earlier resistance forgotten. 

“Oh… Jeanne’s perverted, sexy pussy…” 

“Haaa… Hnnn…” 

Drip…! Drip…! Drip…! 

Jeanne didn’t wear underwear with her leather combat pants, so she showed Eugene her wet, exposed pussy right away.