Trapped as an NPC in a Dating Sim-Chapter 70: Greedy Little Elf: Aria Luna!

In an instant, Aria found herself pinned against the wall, his intense eyes locked straight on hers, his lips so dangerously close they were almost brushing hers.

Feeling such closeness and his warmth, Aria’s face went pitch red, while her heart beat loudly.

"What do you think I am gonna do?"

And when Soren replied to her with that faint, amused smirk, she realized what he might do.

That only made her restless, as she placed her hand on his chest, trying to push his body away as she lightly mumbled,

"S-Soren... don’t do this here. S-someone might see us."

For reason and anger, Aria should really push Soren away from her body, as that would be what she should do to a scumbag.

But she didn’t know why, after seeing his charming eyes, she became flustered instead.

So, rather than stopping him, she tried to use their surroundings.

After all, they were currently inside the building where the Professor resided. It would be very bad if they were found playing around.

"You are right... it is too risky here."

Fortunately for her, Soren seemed to think so too as he readily agreed, leaning a bit further from her.

However, just as Aria breathed a sigh of relief, she found Soren grabbing her hand lightly.

"Hmm?"

Confused, she turned to look at Soren only to see him smiling slyly.

"Since this place is too risky, let’s go somewhere else. I know a better place."

He mumbled lightly before he pulled her forcefully, dragging her towards a corner away from the building.

He was so fast that before Aria could even register, she already found herself walking behind him in a hurry.

"H-Hey, S-Soren, this is not what I mean."

Flustered, Aria tried to stop, but she was too weak, or rather, she somehow couldn’t resist.

And Soren wasn’t in the mood to listen. No matter what, he was going to complete some side quests with Aria today.

There was some time left for the next class to start anyway.

Not to mention, he could feel that his little elf really wasn’t putting up much resistance.

’This jealous elf. Let me have a taste of her and calm her down, shall we?’

Soren smirked before directly leading her towards a women’s restroom at the far corner, all the while Aria lowered her gaze, her heart beating wildly.

...

"H-Hey, S-Soren, this is a woman’s restroom."

As soon as Soren dragged her inside a cubicle, Aria looked up and realized where they were, her eyes going wide.

Soren was really too bold. What the heck was he dragging her into a woman’s restroom for?

Flustered, she whispered anxiously and tried to leave, but Soren pushed her inside and closed the door instead.

*Thud!*

In an instant, the loud sound of the door echoed around them, followed by silence.

"W-What? S-Soren, a-are you crazy?"

Aria cursed, feeling that the situation was getting out of hand, when she suddenly found Soren grabbing her waist and pressing her body forcefully against his.

"Eek!"

"Aria Luna, let me ask you something."

Soren did not care about her anxiousness. Instead, he held her soft body tightly, pressing her huge breasts against his chest while whispering softly into her pointed ears.

"You knowingly stopped Sylvia and me from kissing before, right?"

He asked, causing Aria’s squirming body to stop instantly.

"W-What do you mean?"

Sure enough, as soon as she heard him, Aria panicked slightly, her eyes darting around. Soren immediately noticed it.

Now, even if she tried to hide it, she could not. Soren smirked lightly before patting her round butt from behind.

"Pah!"

"Tch... you sly girl. I knew your entry was too timely. What, were you jealous?"

Soren asked again, his hand caressing her butt through her skirt. Now that he was alone with her in a separate room, he was getting extremely restless.

His hands were already kneading her flesh like soft dough, making Aria squirm.

"H-Hey S-Soren, leave me alone. A-Are you trying to force me again?"

But it seemed Aria was not as responsive as she had been before. Although Soren could feel that she was not resisting him, he could also hear the anger in her voice.

And of course, he knew what she was angry about.

So he stopped his hand for a moment before looking into Aria’s emerald green eyes, which were filled with complex emotions.

"Why? Don’t you want me to force you?"

Soren asked shamelessly, not denying the accusation at all. Speechless, Aria couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him.

"Why are you like this? Can’t you at least be a gentleman for once?"

"But you know I am not."

"Tch... at least you have some self-awareness."

"Hey, at least I am not a liar."

"But you are a scumbag. Y-You clearly neglected me after that training time."

Once they began to banter back and forth, Aria gradually opened up. Maybe being alone with him behind a closed door made her relax slightly.

She could not help but pour out her grievances, her voice carrying a faint trace of hurt that she had been trying to hide until now.

"Are you angry at me?"

Soren asked, to which Aria murmured softly,

"What if I am?"

"Are you angry that I paid attention to Sylvia before you?"

"What if I am?"

"Are you angry that I gave that scroll to Aurelia?"

"What if I am?"

"Are you angry that I kissed Sylvia before you?"

"What if I am?"

To each question, Aria only mumbled the same reply, lowering her head in his arms, her fingers lightly clutching the front of his shirt as if she did not know whether to push him away or hold on.

Then Soren suddenly asked,

"So you’d be happy if I kissed you right now?"

"What if I am?"

This time too, she replied reflexively before realizing what he had just said.

"W-Wait...Soren..."

Unfortunately, she was too late.

"~~Mmm~~"

Aria’s eyes widened as she tried to protest, but Soren pushed her against the door, while her lips were suddenly engulfed by a warmth she was completely unfamiliar with.

"N-No~~"

The poor girl fell right into Soren’s trick.

He did not give her the chance to react before she felt his tongue slip inside her mouth.

In an instant, he began kissing her vehemently, far more intensely than the small smooch he had shared with Lyra earlier.

Aria tried to twist her head away at first, her small hands shoving at his shoulders in weak, panicked bursts, body rigid against the cold door.

But Soren just tilted her chin up with one steady hand, kissing deeper, slower now, tongue sliding against hers in hot, teasing strokes that made her breath hitch.

In an instant, the protests turned shaky, then quiet, while little whimpers caught in her throat instead of words.

Her pushing hands faltered, fingers curling into his shirt without meaning to, gripping tighter as the unfamiliar heat spread through her chest and lower.

To Aria, everything felt hazy, warm, and far too close.

Her lashes trembled as her emerald eyes half closed, and her lips slowly began to respond to his kiss, shy at first, then a little more confident as she followed his rhythm.

She was still trembling and blushing deeply, but her earlier resistance had faded.

Instead, her small body leaned slightly into him as the kiss continued.

Clearly, she had already realized that this was what she wanted from the beginning. She wanted Soren to kiss her before anyone else.

She really was a greedy little elf.