Saving The Monster Race Starts With Breeding The Elf Village-Chapter 179: First Kiss

Luca sat in his chair, turning the divine letter over in his hands, marveling at its impossible nature.

This piece of paper, delivered by a goddess through a portal, was technically a heavenly artifact.

He tested its durability experimentally—tugging at a corner, trying to tear it.

It wouldn’t budge. Not a single fiber gave way.

’This could actually be useful.’ He mused. ’Indestructible paper from the heavens. I could write unbreakable contracts on this, or—’

"Luca?" Luna’s voice drifted through the window, tinged with concern. "Are you alright? You went silent all of a sudden. Is everything alright inside?"

He snapped back to reality.

"I’m fine, Luna! I’ll be out in just a second!"

He stood as he realised that he had to face Luna.

The same Luna who had just bared her soul and her body to him, who was probably standing outside confused and cold and wondering what the hell was going on.

And he had to explain...something. At least enough to make her understand.

But first—he needed his penis back.

The thought of facing her without it sent an uncomfortable shiver through him.

His confidence, his presence, everything about how he carried himself—it was tied to being whole.

He couldn’t face her like this.

But when he reached the table and looked at the spot where he had left it, his blood ran cold.

Nothing.

The towel was there, stained with a small amount of blood.

But the penis itself? Completely vanished.

Luca blinked, then dropped to his knees, checking under the table. Nothing.

He moved the chairs. Nothing.

He searched every corner of the room, every shelf, every possible hiding place.

Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

His mind raced through increasingly absurd possibilities.

Had it grown legs and walked away?

Absurd.

Had it sprouted wings and flown off?

Even more absurd—though he did have two balls, neither of them was aerodynamic.

’Maybe it was so angry at me for cutting it off that it just...left? Decided it didn’t want to be associated with me anymore?’

He imagined his penis as a scorned lover, packing its bags and storming out after a terrible fight.

But how? Did it learn to use portals?

Did it have some kind of invisible skill?

Had it become sentient and simply floated away into another dimension?

"Luca?" Luna’s voice came again, more worried this time. "Is everything okay? You’re being really quiet."

Luca froze.

Right. Luna. Waiting outside.

He couldn’t deal with the missing penis mystery right now. That would have to wait. First, he needed to handle the immediate situation.

He closed his eyes, focusing inward. His lips tightened. His jaw clenched. Every muscle in his body tensed as he forced his regenerative abilities into overdrive.

The pain was immediate and excruciating.

Regeneration was always painful—it involved billions of cells multiplying at impossible speeds, nerves reconnecting, tissue rebuilding itself.

But after a few moments, it was done.

He looked down. Pulled his pants up slightly. And there it was—a brand new penis, fully formed, looking exactly like the original. Like it had never been touched.

He could have done this from the beginning, of course.

He never actually needed to reattach the severed one.

But regeneration at this speed was so painful that he avoided it unless absolutely necessary.

Far worse than the initial cutting had been.

That was also why, when his skin had burned off upon first arriving in this world, he had let it heal naturally over time instead of forcing it.

There was another reason too—whenever he pushed his body’s powers too hard, his mental state would shift slightly.

Nothing dangerous. Nothing that would change who he was.

But unpleasant memories from his past would surface. Echoes of things he preferred to forget.

That’s why, he had deliberately avoided using any of his abilities. He wanted to live normally. To be as human as possible.

He quickly cleaned up the blood from the table and floor, changed into fresh pants, and made sure everything looked normal.

Then he walked to the window and opened it.

"I’m coming, Luna. Sorry for keeping you waiti—"

The sight that greeted him made him stop dead.

Luna was still completely naked from the waist up.

Her arms were wrapped around herself, hugging her bare breasts tightly—partly from cold, partly from nerves.

Her skin had goosebumps from the night air, and she was shivering slightly.

"What are you doing?"

The question came out before he could stop it.

"Why didn’t you put your top back on? You’re freezing!"

Luna looked at him first—checking, assessing.

Seeing that he was alright, that the strange redness on his face was fading, that he seemed composed.

A small, relieved smile crossed her features.

Then she answered, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"You told me to take my top off, Luca. You never told me to put it back on."

She hugged herself tighter against the cold.

"I thought you might need me for something else. Another test, maybe. So I kept it off. Just in case."

Luca stared at her.

This girl. This earnest, devoted, absolutely ridiculous girl.

A grin tugged at his lips.

"Just because I didn’t tell you to put it on, you didn’t? Does that mean you’ll follow any order I give? Anything at all?"

Luna nodded without hesitation.

"Of course." She looked down shyly, then back up at him. "Like I said before...for you, I really would do anything. Cooking. Cleaning. Taking care of your house."

She bit her lip, her voice dropping to a whisper.

"Or...taking my clothes off and shaking my breasts in your face."

Something sparked in Luca at her words.

For a moment, he hesitated.

The old him—the controlled, restrained, disciplined him—would have smiled warmly, thanked her for her devotion, and gently suggested she put her clothes back on before she caught a cold.

But now?

Now those thoughts felt different. Not wrong, exactly. Just...less urgent to suppress. More natural to explore.

He decided to go with it.

Leaning against the doorframe, he fixed her with a teasing gaze.

"Really, Luna? Anything at all? No matter how absurd the request?"

Her eyes met his, fierce and certain.

"Yes. Anything."

Luca’s smile widened into something predatory.

"Then if that’s true..."

He pointed toward the edge of the wooden platform outside his treehouse.

"Go over to that ledge. Crouch down with your legs spread apart. Pull aside your underwear. And pee out into the open sky."

"With that, you can prove your words aren’t just empty promises."

Luna’s brain screeched to a halt.

She slowly turned her head, her expression cycling through shock, disbelief, and flustered embarrassment.

"Did you just...did you say p-pee?"

Her voice came out higher than usual.

"You want me to pee off the platform? From up here?!"

Luca nodded calmly.

"You said you’d do anything for me, Luna. I’m just testing if you meant it." He gestured toward the edge. "So go ahead. Prove me right. Show me that you really will do whatever I ask."

Luna’s face was a battlefield of emotions.

This was insane. This was embarrassing. This was absolutely, completely, utterly ridiculous.

But she had made a promise.

And she intended to keep it.

So, she steeled her nerves, took a deep breath, and walked toward the edge of the platform.

The height was dizzying. Far below, the forest floor was lost in darkness, only occasional lantern lights from other treehouses dotting the blackness.

She glanced back at Luca, who was watching her with an intensity that made her stomach flutter.

’I can do this.’ She told herself. ’I said I’d do anything. I meant it.’

She crouched down, positioning herself just as she would whenever nature called. Her skirt rode up slightly, revealing the smooth, beautiful curves of her thighs, spread apart in preparation.

Then, with trembling fingers, she reached down and pulled aside her underwear.

The moment the cold night air touched her most sensitive place, she shivered violently.

It was an odd sensation—exposed, vulnerable, completely unlike anything she had ever experienced.

But she braced herself, looking down once more to ensure no one was directly below, that she wouldn’t accidentally rain down on some unsuspecting elf.

She was about to let go. To actually do this insane, embarrassing, completely absurd thing.

When—

"Stop! Stop, Luna, stop right there!"

Luca’s voice cut through the night like a knife.

Luna froze, looking back at him.

"There’s no need to go through with it." He was waving his hands frantically. "I was just testing you. I didn’t actually expect you to do it."

Luna let out a breath she didn’t realize she’d been holding. The relief that flooded through her was immense.

Just a few days ago, she had been complaining about that perverted man on the platform who touched himself while watching the village.

And now here she was, about to do something equally embarrassing. She was so, so glad she didn’t have to follow through.

She stood up quickly, pulling her underwear back into place and smoothing her skirt. Then, with a exaggerated pout, she stomped back toward Luca.

"How could you, Luca?! Didn’t I tell you I’d do anything? And now you’re doubting me like this?!"

Luca didn’t hesitate. He bent forward in a deep, sincere bow.

"I’m sorry, Luna. Truly. I’m sorry for doubting your sincerity."

He straightened, looking genuinely embarrassed.

"It just caught me off guard. Curiosity got the better of me, and I wanted to see if you really meant it. But I shouldn’t have put you through that."

Luna’s fake anger melted almost immediately.

She hadn’t been truly mad anyway, and seeing him apologize so sincerely made her giggle.

"It’s alright, Luca. I don’t really mind."

Luca shook his head.

"But I do. Even if you don’t mind, I mind."

He looked at her with warm, sincere eyes as he said,

"I feel terrible for dragging you around like that. Making you stand out here naked without any explanation. Putting you through all those embarrassing requests."

He moved closer, his expression softening into something tender.

"But more than anything, I want to thank you. For trusting me so completely. For doing all of this for my sake."

He leaned in, his face inches from hers.

"And instead of just saying a simple thank you, I’d rather do something in return."

Luna’s eyes glowed with anticipation.

"You’ve been following my orders all night. Now it’s your turn." His voice was low, intimate. "Ask me for anything. Anything at all. And I’ll do it."

Luna’s heart raced. "Really? Anything?"

"Anything." He nodded firmly. "If you tell me to jump off this treehouse, I’ll do it. If you want me to get naked right now, I will. If you want me to go over to that ledge and pee off it like you almost did—"

He grinned.

"—I’ll do that too. Whatever you want. Just name it."

Luna looked at him shyly for a long moment. Her heart was pounding so hard she was sure he could hear it.

But she gathered her courage, met his eyes, and spoke in a soft, sincere voice.

"Then, I...I want you to kiss me, Luca."

He blinked, caught off guard.

She continued, her voice growing more confident even as her cheeks flushed.

"I want you to continue that kiss from before. Without any interruptions. The one we were about to share." 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

Her eyes fluttered with emotion.

"Can you do that for me?"

Luca stared at her for a moment, his expression softening into something incredibly tender.

"Of course, Luna."

He paused, a teasing glint entering his eyes.

"But are you sure that’s all you want? I am the Hero, after all. Not many people get a chance to boss me around."

"I could raid the human continent’s treasury and bring you back mountains of gold. I could find ancient artifacts, magical treasures, anything you desire."

But Luna shook her head immediately, a gentle, loving smile spreading across her face.

"I don’t want treasures, Luca. I don’t want gold or artifacts or any of that."

Her eyes shone with pure adoration.

"I just want a kiss from you. That’s all I’ve ever wanted."

Luca’s heart absolutely melted.

The sincerity in her voice. The way she looked at him like he was the only person in the entire world.

The pure, unfiltered devotion shining in her eyes.

He opened his arms.

"Come here, Luna. Come here and let me give you the reward you deserve."

Luna stepped forward without hesitation.

He grabbed her, pulling her close until their bodies pressed together, warmth sharing between them.

For a moment, they simply looked at each other—Luca drinking in the sight of her pretty face, her loving eyes, the slight flush on her cheeks.

Then he leaned in and captured her lips with his.

Kiss!♡~

The kiss started gently. Soft presses of lip against lip, tender and sweet.

He held her carefully, one hand on her back, the other cradling her head. He kissed her once, twice, three times—each one a little longer, a little deeper.

Then his tongue slipped inside.

"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"

Luna’s eyes flew open in shock.

This was new. This was completely unexpected.

She felt his tongue invade her mouth, touching her own tongue, exploring, playing.

"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~"

It was strange at first—wet and intimate in a way she hadn’t anticipated.

But then, slowly, she relaxed into it.

It felt...nice. Really nice. His tongue was gentle, teasing, dancing with hers in a way that sent shivers down her spine.

She could taste him—a flavor that was uniquely Luca, warm and addictive.

Tentatively, she slipped her own tongue into his mouth, mimicking his movements.

"Smooch!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Sip!♡~"

What she had imagined as a simple first kiss—a quick peck, sweet and chaste—had turned into something far more passionate. Far more adult.

And she loved every second of it.

When Luca finally pulled back, Luna was a mess.

Her lips were glossy and slightly swollen. Her eyes were hazy, unfocused, still lost in the sensation.

She looked like someone who had just experienced something transcendent—because she had.

But Luca wasn’t finished.

He licked his lips, savoring her taste, and that familiar gleam returned to his eyes.

"After everything you’ve done for me tonight..."

He murmured, his voice low and warm.

"...I don’t think one kiss is enough to repay you. I want to do more. Thank you properly."

He looked at her meaningfully.

"That is, of course, if you’ll allow it."

Luna understood immediately.

Heat flooded her body. Embarrassment, desire, anticipation—all of it swirled together in her chest.

But she didn’t refuse.

She simply nodded.

Luca’s smile widened and he lifted her effortlessly, sweeping her off her feet. She gasped in surprise, then wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her in through the window.

The window closed behind them, shutting out the cold night.

Outside, the night continued peacefully. The lanterns glowed. The forest whispered.

But inside, a very different kind of night was about to unfold.

A hot and steamy one.