Chapter 1: Sniff, Sniff (18+)

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This is simply a tale of sniffing at a beautiful girl incessantly.

Since it involves underwear (or rather, dirty underwear), among other things, please be warned if that kind of content isn't your cup of tea.

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One day...

Awakened by suspicious noises, my eyes fell upon the lovely profile of...the woman I love.

Or rather, her butt.

"..."

Bathed in moonlight, the magnificent rear belonged to Maria.

It was the same derriere I had admired countless times before and continued to enjoy as we repeatedly intertwined our bodies. Even just waking up, there was no way I could mistake her backside for anyone else's.

Last night, we enjoyed some delightfully sweaty sex together as well. Thanks to recovery magic, I managed to plant my seed inside her seven times before we both fell asleep completely satisfied. Maria and I never sleep on opposite sides of the same bed with our heads facing different directions or anything like that. So there's no way I should be seeing her butt now. Plus, she tends to stay pretty still when she sleeps.

There shouldn't really be any mystery here. After all, the answer is already making itself known from somewhere near my crotch.

"Nnnngh...ahh...ohhh!"

Muffled somewhat by the blankets, it was unmistakably Maria's voice. Since the lower half of her body belongs to her, obviously the rest must be under the covers, too.

So what exactly is she doing under the covers, near my crotch? Well, you know.

Pshiiii...

As her big butt trembles, a gush of love fluid sprays from between her cheeks. The overpowering scent of female arousal awakens something primal in my brain.

In other words...

"Hnnn!"

My half-erect manhood goes fully stiff without me even realizing it.

Maria doesn't miss this change in the man she loves, and understanding its significance makes her shiver anew.

"I'm not upset, so could you please show me your face?"

A plump, jiggling rear end never gets old, but I still want to see Maria's face and talk with her. After catching some sleep and recovering, my mental state has shifted relatively toward sage mode, considering how many times—seven—I've already ejaculated today.

Her trembling butt wiggled under the covers.

After one breath, then two, Maria emerged with her flushed face.

"Um... Uh, well, you see..."

Compared to when I discovered her performing acts in underground confessional booths, she looked incredibly adorable now, but still thoroughly embarrassed.

"Maria."

Smack!

"Mmm... ♡ Mmm-chu ♡"

I had only intended it as a calming peck, but Maria eagerly took things further on her own initiative.

Young bodies mature quickly. It was truly moving to see this pure, innocent little girl become so eager for a man's lips.

"This is quite troubling."

"Feh... ♡"

"I don't particularly want my body odor sniffed at, so I'm unsure how to address this situation."

"...Eep!"

Maria had fully transitioned to sex mode, but now her face turned as red as a boiled octopus.

Ultimately, it was my fault that she became so obsessed with my scent due to my magic, but pointing that out would ruin the fun. Besides, I wasn't planning on telling her anyway.

"U-um, Lord Ain, could you please...?"

"As long as you enjoy it, there's no problem for me, although..."

That was genuinely how I felt.

Having such a beautiful girl sniffing at my crotch is simply a reward, and all I want to say is "thank you."

I didn't intend to stop her; instead, I wanted to take advantage of the situation and enjoy myself too. Isn't mutual pleasure what marriage is all about?

"May I try sniffing as well?"

"Lord Ain, do you mean smelling your own underwear...?"

"Oh no."

How did this happen?

I really hate it. This is just torture.

Suppressing my urge to vehemently protest, I maintain my gentlemanly demeanor and embrace my perversion fully.

"May I sniff Maria?"

"What?"

If she doesn't mind indulging me herself, there's no way I could ever tire of it.

However, switching things up a bit might be nice. After all,

"Whaaaaaat?!"

Nothing pleases me more than doting on her when she's embarrassed.