Ch.294294. Service (2)

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“…do it?”

“…yeah.”

The sisters exchanged such dialogue while swallowing dry saliva.

Before their eyes was Darwood’s manhood, which still asserted itself strongly despite having endured such treatment repeatedly.

“…But, do you actually know how to do it properly?”

“…No idea. We’ll figure it out somehow.”

The sisters, engaged in this maddening conversation, squirmed as they tried somehow to fit Darwood’s manhood into their private parts.

“…Mmm-“

Meanwhile, Darwood, who had been unconscious until now, struggled to open his eyes. He must have regained consciousness from the successive stimulation.

And as soon as he discovered what the Victoria sisters were doing, his eyes widened.

“Hey, you two! What the-!”

“…What’s your problem, coming to your senses now.”

“No, no matter what, there should be some order-!”

Suddenly, upon hearing those words.

Victoria’s eyes narrowed.

One might think this was just another reaction she’d already shown, but the word that came out bothered her a bit.

“…Order? What do you mean by that?”

“…”

“So, you’re saying there’s someone who wanted to do this before us?”

“Specifically, if I don’t accommodate them first, I might die…?”

While he didn’t know about others, if he crossed that line with Elia and Elnore, they might actually dismember him without hesitation.

Of course, Victoria’s face turning bright red at those words was a natural reaction.

No, even so, that’s too much!

After they had offered themselves so completely, couldn’t he just accept them?

“Sister, just do it anyway!”

At Victoria’s huffing words, Serath also moved her body as if in agreement.

-That is.

That’s what they intended to do.

They probably would have if Darwood’s bedroom door hadn’t suddenly burst open.

And then.

The sisters made eye contact with the Tristan Duchess who had entered while they were doing such things.

“…”

“…”

“…”

Still naked and holding Darwood’s manhood, they made eye contact with the Tristan Duchess.

Moreover, they appeared to be forcibly restraining Darwood, who was struggling to escape.

“…You two.”

Elnore spoke in a composed voice while brushing back her hair.

Of course, only her voice was composed.

“What exactly are you doing?”

How did she know to come here now?

Why did she open the door at precisely this moment?

There were many such questions, but well.

“…”

“…”

We’re fucked.

For some reason, that sentence crossed both sisters’ minds simultaneously.

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“…Um, Elnore.”

“What is it.”

“How badly are those two hurt?”

“They’re not dead.”

“…”

Well.

The last thing I saw was Elnore simultaneously bending the arms of Serath and Victoria in directions they shouldn’t bend while folding their waists.

If Elnore’s words are true, I should just be grateful they’re not dead.

“Darwood.”

“…”

“Answer me.”

“…Yes.”

Of course, it was clear that my situation wasn’t one where I should be worrying about their lives.

As I answered Elnore in a stiff voice, she moistened her throat slightly with wine from her glass while gently stroking my head with her other hand.

Her hand is incredibly gentle. She’s stroking my head with an air of handling a treasured possession.

That is.

I might have appreciated it more if I weren’t currently tied up completely, with only my head resting on Elnore’s lap.

“…”

It feels like a lion stroking my head with its paw.

Like my head could fly off at any moment.

“In fact, I think I’ve been quite lenient with you.”

“…Yes.”

“I’ve been rather generous about letting you go around sleeping with whoever and however many people you want.”

“…Yes.”

“But that doesn’t mean I’ll tolerate you sticking your lower half just anywhere.”

“…”

Oh.

This is quite serious.

Suddenly, the thought that I might actually die here rises up.

“Still, you at least maintained some basic decency. That’s worth commending.”

“Yes?”

“You didn’t resist from beginning to end. As if you knew it wasn’t the right thing to do.”

“…?”

Suddenly.

I notice something strange in those words.

“…Um, Elnore?”

“Hmm.”

“Were you watching everything from the beginning?”

Instead of answering, Elnore tilted her glass of wine slightly and leaned her head over me.

Seeing the crooked smile on her face, I feel goosebumps rising all over.

“What do you think?”

“…”

Before I could answer, Elnore, having taken a sip of wine, pressed her lips against mine.

It tastes like grapes.

The wine mixed with Elnore’s saliva burns like a fireball down my throat.

“…!”

As I froze with my eyes wide open, Elnore thoroughly explored my mouth while keeping her lips pressed against mine.

Sticky, passionate, as if wanting to taste every part of me.

Love, lust, longing, movements that seemed to mix all these emotions.

This person, I’m sure she used to be quite shy about these things. But now her boldness is such that even I don’t know how to react.

“…-“

After savoring me for a long time, Elnore narrowed her eyes and slowly pulled her lips away. She delicately caressed my face with both hands, as if handling something precious.

While doing so, her eyes curved like crescent moons. It’s an expression rarely seen on this person who is usually expressionless.

“…”

And I realize that this expression is one I’ve seen somewhere before.

When I lost my virginity.

It’s the expression the Grey Demon wore when she “devoured” me.

I suddenly think that Elnore must have been influenced by her.

As that thought continues, Elnore’s hand slithers over my body like a snake. Her hand slides down and removes my lower garments.

“…”

As I remain silent like a mute who’s eaten honey, Elnore removes my pants, exposing my genitals.

Despite clearly having been subjected to various things by the Victoria sisters while I was unconscious, it’s standing erect with arousal.

That is, even I’m surprised.

Why is it so vigorous?

“Well, I already know your body.”

“…Pardon?”

“Who you ‘most want to mix bodies with.’ The woman you most want to breed with, none other.”

I close my mouth tight at Elnore’s calm words.

“…Um, Elnore-“

“I’ll give it to you.”

Before I could continue.

A sentence filled with dizzying, intense desire struck my ears.

Like poison seeping into my eardrums. A voice mixed with emotions so sweet it’s almost painful slowly traced the outside of my ear.

“I’ll do anything you ask. Whether it’s lewd acts, difficult tasks, or anything else you desire. My body, my heart, my future and time are all yours. I’ve been ready to give you all of that for a long time.”

I am yours.

I have been for a long time, will continue to be, and will belong to you forever.

Words like such a vow continue.

“But, it’s strange.”

And, at the end.

“-Somehow, I keep getting the feeling that you yourself aren’t yet… ‘ready’ to ‘confirm’ such a relationship.”

A sentence that seems to pierce my entire heart falls.

“-“

My breath catches momentarily.

“…Do you have some trauma, perhaps?”

“…”

“Well, never mind. I won’t dig deeper into that. I believe you’ll tell me when the time comes.”

Saying that, Elnore slowly took my manhood in her hand.

“I won’t say anything until you’re ready. However.”

And that crooked smile appears on her face again.

“You must pay the price.”

“…The price?”

“I can’t let you give experiences I haven’t had to others.”

“…”

“At least what I haven’t experienced, other women shouldn’t experience either.”

Elnore, who had been moving her fingers slowly but stickily, opened her mouth slowly.

She embraces my trembling body tightly and moves her fingers carefully.

With a back-and-forth motion, delicately so as not to hurt. Elnore slowly, gently stimulates the most sensitive part of a man.

And.

Just from that, pleasure like I’ve never experienced before sears through my entire body like a branding iron.

“…Why are you, so good at-“

No.

The pleasure I feel is surprising even to myself.

Momentarily shocking.

“Well, I’ve studied a bit.”

Elnore replied with a chuckle.

“Just. Don’t you think our compatibility is extremely good?”

“…”

Seeing how I’m about to lose my mind just from being caressed by hand, unfortunately I can’t deny that.

It’s not even funny.

I thought I’d gained quite a bit of skill after destroying a demon in bed recently, but now I’m being subdued by Elnore with seemingly minimal effort.

It’s not just that her technique is good; it feels like my body is responding on its own.

I know that I’m somehow inextricably linked to this person, which is why I’m reacting this way.

“Yes. That’s right.”

Her voice is melting with pleasure.

The red eyes that stand out particularly in her face shadowed by long silver hair come close to my face.

Combined with the flushed expression on Elnore’s face, it creates a frighteningly seductive effect.

With such an appearance, Elnore’s grinning face sends shivers down my spine again.

At that sight, a thought flashes through my mind.

The position shows Elnore servicing me, but.

Somehow, beyond that, I might be giving this person tremendous pleasure.

As if my very existence is this person’s drug.

“Yes, this expression.”

“…”

“This desperate expression of a man like you losing control, not knowing what to do, seeming to want something more. This face. One that only I can see. That other vixens can’t even dream of.”

“…Elnore-“

“I alone can monopolize this side of you. It’s interesting. Even those sisters earlier were falling apart just from playing with you a little while you were asleep.”

“…”

Only then do I understand.

Why this person watched everything from the beginning without intervening.

“So, I don’t really care what you do with other women. It’s not like you’ll die from it.”

Such words melt into my ear, slow and seductive.

The tips of Elnore’s fingers caressing my manhood become a bit more intense.

The urge to ejaculate rises madly.

“No matter how many ‘lovers’ you accumulate, it doesn’t really matter.”

While on the surface it seems like a statement of stepping back, the feeling conveyed by the sentence is not that at all.

In other words, the correct interpretation would be this:

As long as I don’t die, I remain closest to her.

Whatever sexual relationships I have, whoever gets entangled in whatever way.

As long as I’m alive.

The fact that she didn’t intervene despite watching other women do such things is directly related to this.

It’s merely a form of entertainment to her.

It’s like mocking other women who are so pleased with the ‘parts’ of me that I don’t value much myself.

“…”

Monopoly. Superiority.

Such emotions arising from absolute confidence that as long as I’m alive, the existence known as Darwood Campbell will inevitably belong to her.

In other words.

No matter how much other women rush toward me, for Elnore, it merely ‘reconfirms’ her position. It’s just decoration that highlights how valuable the object she monopolizes is.

“The ultimate love is ultimately formed with just one person.”

With those words.

White fluid violently erupts from my genitals.

It’s like sparks flying before my eyes. My consciousness becomes faint, distant, flying far away.

And I watch as Elnore takes the ejaculated semen with her hand and brings it to her lips.

She inhales the scent with a “hmm,” and tastes it slightly with the tip of her tongue, bringing it all to her lips.

“…Sometimes I get annoyed thinking about giving this precious thing to others.”

“…”

“It’s really- so precious.”

With her eyes closed, she says this while sucking her fingers clean until everything is gone.

To me, who has lost all words and completely closed my mouth, Elnore smiles again and drops one more sentence.

“Ah, one last thing.”

“…Yes.”

“I’m somewhat relieved that you still seem to have reservations about completely mixing bodies, but I still feel I should make this request.”

Saying that, Elnore grinned.

“Don’t carelessly move your hips with other women before impregnating me.”

“…”

“When you’re ready, make me pregnant first. Understood?”

“…”

Elnore.

Please.

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