Ch.219219. Save Me (2)

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A long time ago, I had a late-night drinking session with Talion.

Even among the nobility, people are still people. Most have little aversion to things that most people enjoy. Even if those topics are vulgar or inappropriate.

In other words, it’s quite natural for male Elphante Academy students to talk about women when they gather among themselves.

To put it more bluntly, explicit sexual talk is a surprisingly common topic to chew over during the occasional drinking session.

“…I’ve never done it before.”

In that regard.

I still remember Talion’s shocked expression when I gave that answer.

“Really?”

“Why would I lie about something like this?”

As I grumbled while chewing on some dry snacks, Talion looked me up and down with disbelief.

“…Even though you’re always surrounded by so many women?”

“…”

I take a swig of alcohol with a bitter smile.

“If I were to do it with one of them… the one who made the first move might end up dead at the hands of the other.”

The obsession of these demons is no ordinary matter.

Fundamentally, it’s covered up with affection for me, so there’s rarely a chance to see their ‘true nature,’ but there’s a reason they’re classified as evil.

“…Why are you looking at me like that?”

I remember that as soon as I said that, Talion, who had been drinking with a detached expression, suddenly looked at me with something like pity.

“Brother, well, how should I put this.”

It was almost a gaze full of sympathy.

“It seems highly likely that you’ll never experience a normal first time.”

“…”

“When such twisted people… get their ‘chance,’ who knows what they might do.”

Thinking about it now.

It was almost prophetic.

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The Grey Demon’s tongue intertwined stickily with Darwood’s. Saliva exchanged frantically, and passion melted into each other’s mouths.

Whether demons naturally run hotter than other races or not, a sweltering heat enveloped his entire body. The tingling sensation derived from it was beyond pleasant—it was almost dizzying.

“…You…”

Darwood frowned as if dizzy.

He felt like he was floating.

Control over his body was still so limited that he could barely move a finger, yet the sensations throughout his body were more vivid than ever before.

Ever since this creature had mentioned eating him or whatever right before, his sense of reality seemed to have flown far away. Like floating in the middle of a dream.

His face was flushed to an unusual degree. As if he couldn’t suppress his excitement.

“…What did you do to me?”

[I made you a little more honest.]

“Honest about what?”

[I made you horny, that’s what.]

“…”

Not even trying to use euphemisms anymore.

Darwood watched as the Grey Demon immediately began removing his lower garments.

Skilled hands. As if she’d done this several times before.

[Wow.]

With an innocent smile, the Grey Demon beamed at the exposed manhood.

Carefully, respectfully, she wrapped both hands around it like a caress. She pressed her cheek against it affectionately.

[♥]

Then.

Two kisses on the tip of the glans.

Nice to meet you, husband. It’s been a while.

As if saying that.

“…Hah…”

Immediately, a sharp intake of breath rushed into Darwood’s mouth.

Because the Grey Demon had taken it into her mouth without asking or hesitating.

She rubbed the rough parts slowly and stickily, licking thoroughly and meticulously as if cleaning it.

Glancing occasionally at Darwood’s reactions while carefully licking.

[…Is this okay?]

“…”

Okay or not, he could only breathe heavily without any words to answer.

Seeing this, the Grey Demon smiled and quickened her movements.

Faster than the routine she’d been maintaining. Taking it deeper into her mouth, letting the tip reach near her throat. Twisting her head gently to stimulate with the mucous membrane inside her mouth. Her tongue wrapped around the throbbing veins beneath the glans, creating friction.

Then she tilted her head slightly toward Darwood, who could barely keep his wits about him.

After watching her head swaying right before his eyes for a moment, Darwood finally understood her intention.

“…You want me to use you as I please?”

[…♥]

“…Really?”

[…♥♥]

Smiling with her entire eyes, she nodded enthusiastically as if truly encouraging him.

He reflexively lowered his head to meet the Grey Demon’s gaze. If his senses were intact, then the Grey Demon’s body likely had intact sensations too.

If so, having her throat completely blocked should be uncomfortable, but her expression remained unwavering.

Even unable to breathe properly, she looked directly into Darwood’s eyes. Meeting that gaze that told him to do as he pleased, Darwood decided to shove his self-restraint somewhere into the recesses of his consciousness.

Gripping her head firmly with both hands, Darwood slammed her head down forcefully, as if handling an object. Then he began stroking. It was a rough movement with not even a speck of consideration for the other party. Treating her not as a person but as a tool for pleasure.

Yet despite such treatment, the Grey Demon embraced Darwood’s waist with her arms without resistance. Instead, her face wore a bright, innocent smile.

As if saying, I’m fine with anything you do to me.

“…!”

After several tens of seconds that felt like days, Darwood’s hips jerked upward.

It was the movement right before ejaculation, but.

[Not-yet-]

With those words.

The movement froze in place.

A dumbfounded expression crossed Darwood’s face.

The sensation of impending ejaculation was definitely there, but the “release” that should naturally follow was nowhere to be found.

As if she had forcibly stopped it.

“…What are you…?”

[Punishment for looking at other women all this time.]

Saying that, the Grey Demon ticklishly licked the trembling tip of Darwood’s member.

Perhaps because of the thread of saliva hanging from the tip, even that sight looked bewitching.

“…”

But a chilling sensation ran down Darwood’s spine as he watched.

So, right now.

This creature’s appearance.

It had the atmosphere of someone playing with him.

In that sense.

“…Hey.”

[Hmm-?]

“How long are you going to do this?”

[Until I’m satisfied, I’m going to torment you a little.]

“…”

As Darwood’s expression twisted at the ominous sensation becoming reality, the Grey Demon proceeded to her next action.

Again, she took Darwood’s member into her mouth.

Slowly, fully savoring the sensation of the incredibly hot object lodged in the middle of her throat, so that sharp pleasure would be etched into this man’s nerves.

Calmly, gently embracing Darwood’s trembling body with her arms as pleasure rushed madly up his spine.

Carefully, watching his reactions to make sure he felt as good as possible.

Up and down, sticky, rich, as if wringing him out.

Uncontrollable sounds flowed increasingly violently from Darwood’s mouth. The grinding of teeth mixed in sounded ominous.

“Kuh… ungh…”

His body writhed again. A crooked smile formed on the Grey Demon’s lips as Darwood’s lower body muscles tensed.

This time too.

She wouldn’t let him ejaculate so easily.

[Not yet-]

The effect was clear; Darwood no longer seemed to have the composure to form coherent words.

This must be what it feels like to be milked.

The process continued.

Again and again and again.

She would build him up to the edge of ejaculation, then deny him release at the very brink.

Truly, as if intending to torment him thoroughly, taking her time.

[…♥]

How many times had he been “controlled” like this?

Three times? Four times? Dozens? A hundred?

He couldn’t even remember.

Covering his face with both hands, his entire body trembling, holding only her head with his arms to maintain his center, he could only moan endlessly through gritted teeth.

[Show me your face.]

Still.

The Grey Demon, pressing down from above, whispered as she cupped his face.

“…No.”

Despite panting, such a sentence quietly flowed from Darwood.

[Show me.]

“I said no—”

Before he could finish speaking, the Grey Demon forcibly pulled his arms away.

[…Ah…♥…]

It was a mess.

Lips bitten so hard they might bleed, eyes drenched in tears with droplets still hanging, the heat rising across his entire face. A melting, sticky expression.

A face rarely seen on the man called Darwood Campbell.

An expression pushed to the limit.

As soon as she saw it.

[…! …..!!]

The Grey Demon’s mouth corners stretched wide. Heat gathered in her eyes.

Her breathing became rough. An expression suggesting a thrilling pleasure climbing up her spine.

Because he was so cute.

An expression of wanting to possess him, conquer him, make him hers, keep him—she didn’t know what to do with herself.

“…!”

Darwood gritted his teeth and turned his head away, but the Grey Demon cupped his face with both hands and turned it back toward her.

The ecstasy in those red eyes was terrifying. Just meeting them felt like melting.

[Show me more.]

“…”

[More, show me more. I love that expression. Love it…]

Her voice, sticky with heat, lingered in Darwood’s ears.

Then, the Grey Demon kissed his lips again. Tongues intertwined. Sweet scent and saliva penetrated his already melting mind.

Unable to respond, moments of mind-numbing pleasure continued to feed back.

He had no idea how much time had passed. Minutes? Hours? Or a whole day?

“…Huff…huff…”

With rough breathing, his body drenched in sweat.

He felt the Grey Demon holding his cheeks.

Looking up with blurred vision, he could sense the Grey Demon smiling gently down at him.

It was truly a demonic smile.

[If you’ve loosened up this much, I guess it’s about time.]

“…For what?”

[The main event.]

Ah.

So that’s it.

All the tormenting until now was just “foreplay” for this creature.

That realization flashed through his mind.

“…”

Suddenly.

Words he had heard before crossed Darwood’s mind.

-Brother, well, how should I put this. It seems highly likely that you’ll never experience a normal first time.

“…”

Without a doubt.

It really seems that way.

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