Ch.220220. Save Me (3)

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The Grey Demon had just returned some control of his body to him.

Of course, trying to escape or resist would be meaningless, so he was simply complying with whatever was asked of him.

With that thought, he looked down glumly at the naked body before him.

“…”

Honestly speaking, it was a beautiful body.

Beautiful enough to stop his mind from functioning before blood could even rush to his groin.

Considering that most demons closely resembled their Vessels, Elnore’s body with its flowing curves must have been adopted almost exactly as it was.

No, to be precise, what he saw was even more voluptuous.

“…”

Realizing this, Darwood unconsciously closed his eyes for a moment.

Some inexplicable feelings of guilt, sacrilege, and sin enveloped his entire body.

[What are you thinking about?]

At that question, Darwood snapped back to reality and looked at the Grey Demon.

Those red eyes were fixed directly on him. Though there was no hostility or malice in them, they still created an atmosphere that made him tense.

“…Nothing.”

At the very least, his instincts told him it wouldn’t be good to share what he’d just been thinking with this being.

Instead, Darwood quietly pressed his lower body against her private parts.

Though it was his first experience, he had received thorough sex education. He knew what to do. He could also anticipate what it would feel like.

“…Hah…”

That’s why.

The shock of the first insertion hit him a bit harder than expected.

Men’s lewd talk tends to be quite explicit, regardless of the type of men.

Such thoughts vaguely surfaced in Darwood’s hazy mind.

He dimly recalled some nonsense that one tipsy man had shared at a drinking gathering.

Something about how a woman with well-trained pelvic floor muscles could probably crush a walnut inside her vagina.

Everyone present had burst into laughter at the absurdity, and Darwood himself had thought this person would eventually cause trouble due to alcohol.

Still, he agreed with the fact that sexual functions differ from person to person.

In that sense.

“…She really might be able to crush it.”

[Hmm-?]

“Nothing, it’s nothing.”

Darwood let out a carefully controlled breath between his clenched teeth.

Seriously, was this level of tightness even possible? Did she have some kind of vacuum compressor installed inside? Such absurd thoughts crossed his mind due to the incredible suction.

This was beyond any exercise or training; it was as if the entire inside was alive like an organism, wrapping around his manhood and continuously stimulating it.

It felt like his entire body was being serviced to make him ejaculate as pleasurably as possible.

“…I’m moving.”

[…♥]

When he spoke in a stiff voice, he was met with the same benevolent smile.

As the process accelerated and the heat in their breaths developed to levels that could cause burns if brought against skin, Darwood gently grabbed her breasts again.

He fixed one breast in place with his palm and wrist, lightly touching the nipple with his index finger. When he flicked it as if pinching it, the Grey Demon’s entire body twisted slightly as if electrified.

[You’re doing well…]

The Grey Demon pushed stale air up to the roof of her mouth. With an aroused expression, she raised her upper body and wrapped her arms around Darwood’s slowly moving body. Their body heat exchanged intensely.

[Put more effort into it, more…]

As if cheering him on, she passionately embraced Darwood’s upper body connected to hers, whispering such words in a sweet voice.

Her panting breath was mixed with moans that sounded like coquetry. Her face even had an uncharacteristic flush.

Despite not even having a real human body, she was genuinely imitating a human woman to “satisfy” him.

Seeing this, Darwood’s face contorted even more.

Honestly, it was infuriating.

Every single bit of it.

It was the feeling that came from the other side having complete control, giving the impression that she was “indulging” him.

It wasn’t about male pride or anything like that, but rather the feeling came from sensing the difference in “caliber” as living beings.

This woman could crush him with a single finger if she wanted to. She could tear him to shreds.

And yet.

She was willingly lying beneath him, voluntarily “servicing” him to sexually satisfy him.

“…”

Undoubtedly, it was a fact that created a sense of dissonance.

But it would be a lie to say he didn’t feel sexual excitement from it.

At least in this moment.

No other male in the world could be entangled with this woman in this way.

And such a being.

He had exclusive possession of her.

Only he, in the entire world, could make such a being “service” him. Could enjoy her as his own.

That sense of conquest crossed Darwood’s mind.

Meanwhile, the Grey Demon’s lips overlapped with Darwood’s lips again.

Despite seeming to tease him from beginning to end, when she expressed affection like this, it felt genuinely loving.

The politely brushing mucous membranes and the sticky, rich exchange of saliva were infused with politeness and consideration that seemed almost coquettish.

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for mating with me. A sticky kiss that seemed to say such things.

After kissing like that for a while, the Grey Demon finally pulled her face away.

[I love you.]

The stimulation hits like a wave. Even in a state where he couldn’t properly understand the meaning of the words, his body rejoices at a cellular level.

[I love you. I love you. I like you. I like you…]

Stimulation overlaps with stimulation. Darwood’s entire body trembles.

How many times did this happen?

Finally, a fiery sensation surged up from Darwood’s lower body.

A tingling sensation like lightning striking fire runs through from the crown of his head to the tips of his toes.

His focus blurs. He loses control of his muscles. It’s difficult to even move a finger.

In a state millions of light years away from his usual self, having lost all dignity, he fully experiences the mind-whitening pleasure in this woman’s embrace.

Truly, a thought that this was dangerous surfaced slightly in the depths of Darwood’s consciousness. The absurd idea that his entire body might burn up also tagged along nearby. He couldn’t even organize his breathing, constructing sentences in a complete mess.

“…I, probably, soon-“

At such panting, a crooked smile appeared on the Grey Demon’s face.

“…Outside, I’ll do it…”

It was a statement brought up with the thought that ejaculating inside would definitely be dangerous somehow.

But hearing this, the Grey Demon’s smile deepened.

Unlike the innocent smile she had shown until now.

It was the smile of a “demon” who had thought of a mischievous prank after a long time.

She brought her face close to Darwood, who was on the verge of climax.

And seeing that, Darwood’s eyes widened.

The process of that “appearance” changing was clearly visible.

[It’s a gift.]

Such a whispering voice is heard in his ear.

And simultaneously.

[You like this child, don’t you?]

The Grey Demon’s body, made of grey demonic energy, changed instantly.

It was a form that Darwood knew well.

Too well.

It was a form that was problematic precisely because he knew it so well.

“Darwood…”

It’s Elnore’s voice.

With Elnore’s face, not the Grey Demon’s, Elnore’s voice flows out.

In such a form.

With tear-filled eyes, panting.

Tightly embracing his body with both legs as if never wanting to let go. With tears welling up in her eyes.

Truly, as if Elnore was in front of him, copulating with him.

“Inside, please, I beg, you…”

She pleads like that.

“Please, don’t pull out, I beg, I beg… I’ll do anything, so please, inside-“

A heated voice.

Elnore’s cold, calm, and heartless voice that he had been hearing until just now is now stained with sexual pleasure.

“…You-“

Darwood glared at that form, grinding his teeth.

His reason knows.

It’s all an act. She’s playing tricks to tease him.

But.

In this moment when judgment is clouded. In this moment when all senses are pushed to the extreme.

Even if reason doesn’t, instinct “mistakes” it.

With a sensation of his heart sinking, he unconsciously brings his body closer to her.

And then, ejaculation.

“-! -!! -!!!!!”

A feeling like his lower body was overheating entirely. It was enough to make him imagine the absurd idea that his soul was being sucked out through one hole.

Not just pouring out, but like a dam breaking and collapsing.

Words wouldn’t come out properly. From his slightly parted lips, only breath-like respiration escaping from a space not even a few centimeters long. Besides that, purely the feedback of pleasure burning his nervous system white. The amount of stimulation information alone makes it impossible to come to his senses.

Semen pours out. He endlessly spews his genes into the Grey Demon’s body.

Continuously, continuously, continuously.

Without stopping.

“Ha…. Th, ugh—-“

A groan like the howl of a beast bubbled up from beneath Darwood’s vocal cords.

At this point, pleasure is close to pain. It’s like searing his brain with a branding iron.

He clutched his head. His vision is blurry. His mind is dizzy.

[Ha, aah-]

The image of the Grey Demon caressing her lower abdomen with both hands, with an expression of ecstasy.

That was the last thing Darwood remembered before losing consciousness.

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He must have been unconscious for about an hour.

As Darwood painfully pushed his eyes open with that thought, a voice immediately flew in from beside him.

[Were you satisfied?]

“…”

Satisfied or whatever.

All he remembered was being played with and squeezed dry in the palm of her hand.

“…Is it over now.”

Darwood muttered in an exhausted voice.

It was a statement made because he truly had nothing else to say, but hearing this, the Grey Demon just smiled sweetly.

“…”

Though it was an expression he had seen many times before, this time too, anxiety ran down his spine.

At least, nothing good had ever happened to him when this being made such an expression.

Indeed, the following sentence undoubtedly supported such a theory.

[Over?]

“…”

[The night is still quite long.]

“…”

[Shouldn’t we do it a few more times?]

Darwood ran his hand through his hair with blank eyes.

Right.

Doing something like what just happened several more times.

Demons were truly out of their minds.

[I’m actually the most moderate among “us”?]

“…”

[You should be grateful you weren’t caught by the others?]

While he was thinking this, the Grey Demon’s voice was heard, chuckling as if telling him to be truly grateful.

She didn’t seem to be joking either.

“…”

So.

The other demons have even more terrifying sexual preferences, making this seem like child’s play.

‘…Save me.’

Truly.

It was clearly a situation where such thoughts naturally arose.

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