Ethan stared at the glowing dot on his lewd radar, pulling him deeper into the forest. 'Is this really a good idea?' he asked himself anxiously.

But then, Ethan was so horny, he was about to get a boner. He had no luck perving on Beatrix and Athena. The boy needed to vent his sexual frustration somewhere. Perhaps there was indeed a jungle beauty around.

'I need to have faith in my lewd radar.'

Ethan found himself walking towards the sound of water, which grew from a distant trickle to a steady flow as he pushed through brambles. The lewd radar blinked rapidly. He was closing in on the target.

Finally, Ethan parted a curtain of vines and stopped dead. Before him was a clear, shallow stream sparkling under the sun. Someone was bathing in the middle of it.

A female figure, likely naked. She was perhaps squatting in the stream. Water cascading over her torso, giving a glimpse of her upper back.

Normally,. Ethan would be overjoyed to find a nude woman. However, this time, his heart sank. The ears and musculature were telltale. She was an Orc.

The boy turned to escape quietly. If there was one Orc around, there were likely to be more. He had walked into a death trap.

Just then, the female Orc rose from the water, revealing more of her constitution. Ethan couldn't help but halt and stare. She was probably six feet tall, with pointed ears and a strong build. Her body was reminiscent of female weight lifters on Earth who took steroids to bulk up.

The female Orc half turned to the side, exposing a lateral view. Her skin was white like ivory, quite unlike the green male brutes Ethan had fought.

She had high cheekbones, a sharp jaw, and almond-shaped eyes. Her ashen-white hair was pinned up. She had a grace that didn't fit the savage image of Orcs in his head.

Ethan lowered his gaze to what really mattered. The she-orc's body was athletic—firm, ample breasts with pink, puffy nipples. Her tight round butt caught the light, gleaming like a sports car's fender. You could bounce a nickel off it. No, the correct expression was—you could break a brick over it.

Ethan gulped, frozen in his position. What a beauty! A system notification came up.

[Challenge!: Blowjob from an Orc]

Ethan's pulse jumped. The system always had perfect timing. Blowjob from an orc? Had the system become a rebel? It was impossible!

Regardless of the quest, even though the she-orc was gorgeous, what if she was murderous and ate humans like the rest of them?

Ethan stood there, unable to make a decision. The radar had led him here. Didn't that mean it was safe?

Unaware of Ethan's lewd gaze, the she-orc scooped water and splashed over her breasts. She massaged and fondled them, her thumbs fingering the nipples.

Ethan felt the heat build and noticed his dick stir. He lowered his eyes to his crotch in panic. The boy had to leave, or it would be trouble!

"Having a good time watching me?" a voice cut through the ripples of the water.

Ethan gasped and raised his gaze, his legs trembling. The she-orc had fully turned towards him and was glaring right at him. The boy had been caught!

Ethan's flight or flight response was about to activate, when she quickly added. "Don't run, or it will trigger my predator instinct. But it's okay. I won't hurt you. Come and join me."

The boy raised his brows in disbelief. Did the she-orc really mean it, or was it a trap? He had to make a snap decision.

Ethan steeled his heart and stripped his tunic and trousers, leaving them in the ferns. All he was wearing were boxers. He slipped quietly into the cool water. He kept the Skills Section open in case things went south.

Ethan stopped a few feet away. Two opposite instincts fought in his mind. One was fight or flight, and the other was to look at her naked body, since they were up close. He dared not act on either, instead choosing to maintain eye contact. Her charcoal lined eyes were mesmerizing, anyway.

"Speak," she urged softly, her hands covering her breasts.

"I... uh..."

When the boy couldn't utter anything, the she-orc spoke up. "Why sneak up on an orc, human? Are you looking to die?"

There was some anger in her voice, so Ethan had no other choice but to try charming her. "You looked very beautiful from the distance. I couldn't help but approach and have a closer look."

The she-orcs' eyes narrowed, and her muscles tensed. Ethan realized the pickup line was rather lame. He quickly opened up the Skills Section.

[Kiss of love Lvl 1] [Active skill] [MP Cost: 5] [Effect: Instantaneous]

[Description: Activating the skill triggers the target to kiss the User. 10% chance of turning enemies into lovers. Not effective on people already in love with the User. Not effective on those hit by Cupid's Arrow]

A calm wave rippled out from him, striking her on the lips. Her tense muscles relaxed a bit, and her narrowed eyes shifted to curious ones.

"Nonsense. Why didn't you attack?" she asked incredulously. "You have magic buzzing around you like an adventurer. Orcs are enemies of humans, aren't they?"

"You're too pretty to kill," Ethan said, cringing inside at how pathetic it sounded.

The she-orc's mouth opened a crack, and her ivory white cheeks gained some hue. "Nobody's ever said that to me. Others find me disgusting and rather dangerous."

The boy smiled weakly. "I'm not like others. Hi, I'm Ethan Cromwell."

She raised her brows. "The heir from Fondel County?"

"You've heard of me?"

"Yeah, stories travel. I'm Luka Voltha," she said in a friendly tone, her hands still cupping her naked breasts.

Ethan took the risk of eying her. The athletic musculature was well-sculpted. Water lapped at her lower body, covering her crotch. A white bush was barely visible.

"Are you an Orc warrior or something?"

Luka laughed, a sound that made Ethan's heart flutter. "Do I look like one? I can fight if I have to."

She pursed her lips. "But I'm no soldier. More like a princess in some other life."

"A princess? You've got the look for it. You're different from the other orcs I've seen."

"Hmm? Different? That's a loaded word in these parts."

"Why?"

Luka stepped closer. The movement showed Ethan her splendid white bush for a split second. "What do you really see when you look at me, Ethan?" she asked softly.

The boy gulped and decided to be a little bold. He gestured at her torso. "I am unable to see all of you right now."

The she-orc giggled and let her hands drop. Ethan could have melted in the water. He could hang off those firm, ivory breasts. The pink nipples were calling for some chewing.

"I see you are strong, Luka, but probably not the kind that smashes and destroys everything. Like a seasonal wind that brings rain to farmers."

Luka flushed deeper. Her fingers trailed the water in a girly fashion. "You have a way with words, Ethan Cromwell. I will give you that. Most humans would've pulled a weapon or bolted by now."

"I'm not like most. And you haven't tried to bash my head in yet."

The she-orc chuckled. "Nah, I prefer talking. Or fishing."

She gestured at the stream, where fish shadows darted around in large numbers. "You're easy on the eyes, too, you know."

Ethan smirked. Strangely, his cringe charm was working. But more work needed to be done. They hadn't even kissed yet, forget about a blowjob. "So, what are you doing out here alone? Scouting for your group?"

Luka shrugged. "Not scouting. I just needed a break. Our horde is under a lot of pressure, facing problems too complicated to explain. I came here for a bath and to think. I was upset until I met you."

The boy nodded. "Think about what?"

"Being an orc in a world that hates us. We're not all monsters, you know. Some of us want more than raiding and eating. Especially my horde."

Ethan had a quick flashback of meeting the monster kind. "I get that. I've seen the brutal side, having fought some of your kind recently. But you're... not like that."

Her eyes softened. "Fought? Hmm. I heard a rogue band of Orcs was burned and slashed to death. It was a massacre. Was that you?"

The Cromwell heir paused before replying. "What if it were me? Would you seek revenge?"

Luka shook her head and stepped closer. Her breasts were within arm's length now. "No, I am impressed. Most human and Elf armies crumble under Orc strength, especially if a shaman is around. But you... You're standing here talking to me as if it were a normal day for you. You must be powerful."

"I don't know about strong. But when cornered, I do surprise my enemies."

Luka bit her lip. "What if I corner you? Would you kill me, too?"

Ethan resisted the urge to gulp anxiously. "It wouldn't hurt to try."

The she-orc's eyes gleamed, and for a moment he thought she was going to bite his head off. But Luka grabbed him by the back of the head instead and planted her lips on his.

Ethan kissed back, enjoying her firm breasts pressing against his torso. The feeling was heavenly. The she-orc's breath was almost minty. He took the risk of sucking on her tongue, and she liked it.

Within a minute, Ethan felt his dick rise. Luka felt it poking against her thighs. "Are you ready, already?" she said with a naughty laugh.

"You're so fucking hot. I'd be an imbecile not to get a hard-on."

"Tell me more," she urged, biting lovingly on his neck.

"Your body is a temple I'd like to worship every day."

"More," she said, kissing him on the chest.

"You are a princess I'd die to rescue."

"More," she egged him, gradually lowering herself. Now she was licking his abs.

Ethan's body trembled. What she was doing to him was turning him on like crazy. His erection was threatening to explode.

"I think my dick was made for you," he said, breathing hard.

"Is that so?" the she-orc teased, her perfect teeth smiling naughtily and hungrily. She lowered herself further, looking into Ethan's shocked eyes.

Luka Voltha's head went below the surface as she knelt underwater.

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