Butcher Demon

Chapter 110: Dragon Girl Showdown

Chapter 110: Dragon Girl Showdown

Ferris continued to pump my ejaculate with steady movements. When I pulled the meat stick out of her mouth, there was a popping sound. *Tsu Tsu Tsu ......* white murky threads are being formed between her mouth and my cock.

?Ha, ha, ......! Gevaudan ...... next ...... me next! Shove it in me from behind!?

Lydia, both eyes soaked with lust, stood in front of me and turned her ass to me, hovering over Ferris.

"???Lydia!……Tiriel!!"

It was then Arshella's strong voice rang out. she pointed her finger at Tiriel and give a piercing shout, which startled Tiriel, who resumed her singing with a tin staff in her hand.

?I'll go first!?

?but.....but! Ahhh!......This is killing me!! Please!! Please change the order. ...... please ......?

?No, no, no! You just need to stick to Gevaudan! Just do what we agreed on!?

?Ugh. ......?

With tears in her eyes, Lydia went around to my back and hugged me in a piggyback position.

I don't know what happens, but I'm suddenly really popular. Maybe my time has finally come.

?I'll give you lots of hugs alongside Ferris later, Lydia.?

?Really? Gevaudan, Promise??

?Well, now I'm next.?

The second contender appears. As soon as I think, Arshella stepped off of me.

I stood up and faced her with dignity.

"??????????????§!????§?!"

Then Arshella said something to me and carried Ferris, who had completely covered with white goo and was lying motionless on the floor, out of the circle.

?What did she just say??

?Don't think you can hold me so easily! Oh, wait for a minute.?

Lydia translated for me.

What she said was exactly like a knight challenging a duel. I will butcher you in a duel.

?So, Lydia, are you need hanging on me all the time??

She was hanging from my back in a piggyback position, her face peeking out from behind my shoulder.

?The reason is ...... is because we need a referee for this game, and I wanted to have a prime seat to watch when Gevaudan rapes Arshella.?

Ehehe ...... said the beaming Lydia.

After moving Ferris to a safe place, Arshella, who had been shuffling around near her for a while, stood in front of me. A generous lump of fat was pushed up by her crossed arms.

Suppressing the urge to devour her immediately, I put my hands on her shoulders and told her while looking at her face straight on.

?let's get on with it, I will give you as much fresh cum as you want.?

?You're so straightforward......?

I asked a dumbfounded Arshella

?But what are the rules??

?Well....Gevaudan loses if he leaves this ...... ring. so don't go out, okay??

?Yes. I understand that.?

?That's the only rule. You're going to have to use your raw strength to get me down. The time limit is .......?

Arshella made eye contact with Tiriel. Tiriel then held up three fingers.

?Thirty minutes.?

?You'll give me thirty minutes??

?and I'm gonna put up a real fight.?

?As you wish.?

Arshella quickly distanced herself and spread her wings, naked of course. It's a wonder that the foam that hides her private parts doesn't fall off.

In response, I spread my arms and lowered my hips. I had a stiff erection, so I looked like a total pervert, but Arshella already wore her warrior's face. She's ready to fight, not with my butcher lance, but with my entire body. She's serious. I have to focus too.

?All right, you two all set? Ready~~? go!!!!?

Lydia puts a small whistle in her mouth and blows it. I wondered where she got it from.

I spread my arms and closed the distance between us, shaking the bathroom. Quickly, Arshella moved out of the way.

?Come on~ come on, Gevaudan? let's get Arshella bent over for cock and begging for sex?"?

Lydia clung to my back and poked her face out of my shoulder, encouraging me with a perverted yell.

The circle wasn't that big, and I would catch up soon. I thought, but Arshella was running away so fast. I couldn't catch up with her at all.

Or rather, she was not running. She didn't move her legs, but spread her wings and glided across the floor.

?Is that allowed? We said no skills.?

?It's not a skill. The wings of the dragonkin have that kind of trait. In our sense, it feels like she's breathing. ?

When I protested, pointing at Arshella, the brown referee who had been peeking over my shoulder explained.

"????????! ??§??????????§?????????!"

?What did she say??

?What's the matter, slowpoke? You can't even dream of impregnating me with that pace!?

……I'm taking it easy on you, but you act so high and mighty.

I kicked the floor and tried to accelerate a little, but the fact that the circle wasn't very big worked against me. The floor was wet, and I was heavy, so if I went too fast, I would be unable to stop due to the inertia.

While I was struggling, Arshella was swooping around in a circle like an ice skater.

When I approached her with my hands outstretched, she slid under my armpits and smiled with ease.

If that's the case????

I took advantage of the moment when she suddenly slowed down and turned at the edge of the circle, and extended my tongue.

With a nice wet sound, my tongue caught Arshella's slim waist perfectly.

?Oh!??

?This isn't a skill either?

I pulled her to me and held her in my arms.

Butcher's strong hands restrained her. It was game over. She lost. so easy.

Just when I was thinking that. Arshella's mouth twisted into a grin.

Immediately afterwards, she crouched down and wriggled out of my arms.

I hurriedly grabbed her, but she still slipped out of my grasp.

What! It's so slippery!!

"Ha ha ha! ????????????????????????! ???????????????????????????????????!!"

?Ha-ha-ha! The victory is always decided at the preparation phase! It's your mistake to take on Exmut, the professional in fighting.?

?Grrr......the soap ......!?

I groaned in my chest. The dragon girl crossed her arms and mocked the frustrated me.

?It's because of the soap!!?

"???§????????!!"

??????§?????????????????????????§?§??????????????????????????

?It's not just soap, it's also contains shampoo, conditioner, and a mix of your slimy baby seed that was on Ferris!! And top pouting!! Let's quickly punish Arshera for being so dumb as to rub Gevaudan's cum all over her body!?

Lydia translates our speech. Good girl.

Gliding with wings and lubricant. Arshella had a two-pronged strategy against me. But that's okay.

You're a professional fighter?

Then so am I. I'm not going to lose.

Just when I was about to get serious, I leaned back and dug my toenails into the floor, Lydia's faint voice rang in my ears.

?However, Gevaudan, let's take our time. Don't be hasty and hunt down that hot dragon girl and make her understand. ?

...... Well, yeah, I guess. You said I had thirty minutes. I guess I can have a little more fun.

We continued to chase each other around in the circle.

It's been almost five minutes. After doing this for a while, I began to understand.

Arshella's glide can only move in a straight line.

She's fast, but if I look at her closely, I can see that her initial movements have a certain movement that's easy to spot. Maybe it's because she has to use her wings to flap the wind, or maybe it's because her wings tend to curl in the direction she's flying, and then she starts to slide in that direction.

Once I understood it, the movement was simple and easy to read.

??I've seen through you!

???Oh!??

Arshella fell down with a thud.

Slippery all over, she spins around on the floor of the bathroom, face down. Then I quickly jumped on top of her and covered her.

I simply read her trajectory and hooked her legs. It didn't feel like she was flying, so I figured she would probably get caught, but it worked out better than I expected.

??gotcha!

Arshella, who was being held up by me, unleashed an iron fist.

I was hit in the face. My butcher bag came off with the impact, and I saw it fly to the bottom of Tiriel's feet.

She fearlessly punched me in the face from beneath. Next, she hit me with her foot. When I reached out to subdue her.

Ouch, ouch, ouch. .......

?Wait ....... Arshella, wait.?

?I'm not waiting! You want me to stop and be raped like a little pussy??

?No, no, no. Referee, time, time.?

?Tiiiiiiiime!!?

*beeeeeep*

Lydia, who has a whistle in her mouth and her arms in a letter T, interrupts us.

I and Arshella stop moving quietly.

?What's the matter, Gevaudan??

?No direct attacks, punching, kicking, and biting.?

?Why!?

Huffing and puffing, Arshella glared up at me. Then, I brought my face closer to her.

?Arshella, you've seen it before, right??

"Ugh", Arshella groaned.

?When I'm in pain or stressed, I can't control the violent side of me. In other words, I lose my temper easily. If you accidentally hurt me, it's no joke. It's dangerous.?

?But if you ban those, I'll lose for sure!?

?I've been stopping you from being so serious since a while ago. In the first place?

?What the hell??

Arshella mouth quivered in annoyance.

?Because if I grabbed you with all my might, these sharp claws would gouge your flesh, and with your wings spread so wide, I'd need to be careful not to get my claws caught on them as I move past you. I didn't grab your tail because it looks weak at the base, and I didn't pull your beautiful red hair either. I didn't use any strikes or bites. I want to touch your tits and ass when I pass you, but I'm holding back because it's too dangerous. I'm trying to be very careful not to injure you. Arshella.?

Because she's the girl I'm about to give her a Creampie.

?I gave you thirty minutes, so that's a given.?

She made a reasonable objection. So I countered.

?In addition, you're also using the lube despite my handicap, shouldn't you give me a little bit of it too? It's not fair. In a normal wrestling match, Arshella would have already lost by foul play and would have been publicly humiliated for apologizing to the audience.?

?This guy.......?

Arshella clenched her teeth and fell silent. There is no such punishment in sumo, by the way.

?No! Arshella is a girl. You can't be so violent! that's not girly!?

*beeeep*

Lydia held up a yellow piece of paper and criticized her, wondering where she got it from. The brown referee gave Arshella a yellow card.

?......Whose side are you on??

?Anyway, no striking, no biting. Let's keep it simple, just wrestling style.?

?Okay, let's resume the match. *---- beep!*?

Lydia hung on my back again. The sound of the whistle was the signal, I and Arshella to move at the same time.