My Girlfriend is an S-Class Adventurer

'What does she want with at late night?' As soon as he put the sword away in his inventory again, Luke answered her: "I'm awake! I'll put my pants on, hold on a second."

When he opened the door, he saw the Elf in pajamas made of white silk, in which the buttons at the top could not close as she had big breasts. She was a little flushed, but she also had a serious look on her face.

"Do you need anything, Madame?"

Ayumi looked at the boy's defined abdomen and quickly looked away.

"We haven't talked since that time in the salon, so I was curious to know whether you managed to learn the skill or not. I forgot to tell you a few thin—"

Luke raised his right arm a little and moments later, a square formed, interrupting the woman, who was stunned by it. He didn't understand such shock; after all, it was only a skill.

"You used a gesture in place of a spoke? Smart..." She said with a smile.

The boy just looked at her confused, not understanding what she meant. After seeing Luke's countenance, the woman closed her eyes for a second and spoke:

"Lumus." Soon after, a glowing sphere began to hover under the palm of her right hand. "Every gene ability, be it magical or physical, requires its name to activate or a gesture."

Understanding this, the half-beast lowered his arm and the screen disappeared. "How did I not realize that before?"

"By the way, aren't you even going to invite me in? You know, it's really cold in here." Ayumi complained as she rubbed her arms with cold.

Inside the room, there was only a lit candle and the blankets under the boy's bed, who was all ready to go to bed. Quietly, Luke stepped out of the doorway and looked at the woman seriously, looking a bit adamant.

Ayumi understood that look perfectly and understood that the boy was holding back, so she went into the room to tease him further. As she passed, she heard the door behind her close and her waist being tugged.

Luke pulled her into a kiss. He hardly knew what he was doing, much less thinking. His instincts were the only thing that was guiding him at this moment. Without caring about the theft, without caring about his current position, and without caring about what might happen, he kissed the Strogueher Matriarch again.

Their lips touched, and the kiss was as intense as the first time, as carnal as the first time. Throwing Luke on the bed, the woman still looked at him and dared to say:

"Ara Ara! You are naughtier than I remembered..." Then the Elf mounted the boy and kissed him again.

However, although the Mansion was huge, it still had thin walls, which could not muffle the noises. In the next room, Martha was wide-eyed as she heard everything.

'WHAT THE HELL IS THAT! By the beards of Tesseu... Nathalia, girl... you're too young to do this. And with a half-beast...' The servant girl thought, eagerly.

But, during the passing of hours, intense moans and libidinous noises could be heard without difficulty, and the voice of the moans tormented Martha so much that it would be impossible for her not to recognize it.

With her head between pillows, the servant girl turned and rolled over, trying to sleep, however, she didn't feel she could even if her eyelids were nailed shut.

'Mr. Strogueher has been gone so long… I can't even imagine interrupting her.' Martha judged, a little red.

In the end, she managed to sleep just when the sounds ceased but it was only two hours before the sun invaded her window.

In the morning, Martha promptly put on her maid's clothes, characteristically black with white embroidery, and went to wake Nathalia, so she could get ready before breakfast was ready.

The girl didn't even move when the maid nudged her, which made the woman wonder: 'Could it be her? No, a cute little girl like that would never moan like that... would she?'

Seeing that the adventuress would not wake up easily, Martha went to the neighboring room, which was the Matriarch. Nheec! The double door creaked when opened, and she could see Ayumi, with her pajama shirt all unbuttoned and no pants, under the covers.

As she went down to the second floor, with a blush on her face, the maid passed two of the Mansion's guards, ready to swap shifts with two others who would be arriving shortly.

Both were slightly old, hovering around fifty, and looking laughingly at Martha, who could even hear whispering after she passed them and greeted them.

*

Near the end of the morning, Luke and Nathalia left the mansion for the Guild, because not only did they need to get back to work to move up in class, but they also needed to evolve their skills.

The Elf noticed that her companion was quieter than usual and didn't decide to bother him, because it was only the fault of a bad night's sleep.

In reality, the man was wrapped up in conflicting thoughts, about decisions that would soon affect his life, and the conversation he had in his bed with Ayumi, still resounded in his mind.

"What do you think of that?" He questioned the woman, as they lay cuddled together.

"That? What do you mean?"

"You know... you're the Matriarch of the Strogueher Noble Family, and I'm just a Class-F-Form half-beast. We don't have a future, right?"

The woman immediately pushed the arm of the man covering him to the side and twisted around, to look him in the eye. As soon as she saw that he was serious, she stood up, put on her blouse, and said:

"You need to think more about what you say."

As a man, Luke didn't understand what she meant by that, so that phrase was stuck in his thoughts.

Before he knew it, the half-wolf had passed the guild, picked up a mission, and was already in front of the Dungeon Building, whose surroundings were, as usual, very crowded.

"Are you okay, didn't you sleep well?" Nathalia questioned, worried about him because it was rare to see him so scattered.

"I'm fine, let's just focus on our mission."