Ch.375375. Mental Image (3)

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Lucien Greyhounter, when evaluating herself, wouldn’t consider herself someone with particularly extraordinary sexual proclivities compared to Yuria.

She had always thought that having a much more moderate and gentle experience would suit her personality better than her sister who made insane requests like asking to be choked during her first time.

“…That’s what I thought, certainly…!”

So, her whimpering with tear-filled eyes right now must be an attempt to somehow express that the current situation was definitely not of her own volition.

Of course, whether that was true or not…

“That wouldn’t be fun then.”

“Why are you concerned about ‘fun’ when it comes to someone else’s first time…!”

“Oh, didn’t the Holy Maiden once tell me she wanted to be ravaged like an animal?”

“…When did I ever…!”

Though her voice was trembling with sobs, the mischievous expression on Faynol’s face as she hung below her showed no signs of fading.

“Your desire was quite obvious. It was practically the same as saying it out loud.”

“…”

Of course, proportionally, Lucien’s face had become so flushed that even a tomato would feel relatively pale by comparison.

“At the very least, couldn’t you change this position…!”

“…Yeah. Honestly, even I find this a bit embarrassing.”

Even Darwood had to honestly agree, as the position they were currently in was rather bizarre.

He was holding both of Lucien’s legs up in the air, exposing her private parts completely.

The phrase “lifting and penetrating” briefly crossed Darwood’s mind—knowledge that was probably irrelevant anyway.

“Well, even if you say it’s embarrassing…”

However, despite the protests from both parties, Faynol continued to stare intently at Darwood’s firmly erect manhood.

“…this part doesn’t seem to think so.”

“…”

When Faynol pointed this out, Darwood quietly averted his gaze.

Well, I mean.

Despite the embarrassment, it was true that anyone who was a believer across the continent couldn’t help but be excited at the thought of taking the Holy Maiden, whom everyone revered, in such an objectifying manner.

“And—”

“Ah?!”

Next, Faynol slipped her finger into Lucien’s exposed private parts.

As Lucien twisted her body in surprise, Faynol displayed the sticky thread stretching between her fingers in front of Darwood.

“—this part seems to be honest about its feelings too, don’t you think?”

“…”

This time it was Lucien who turned bright red and averted her gaze.

If she got any redder, one might worry she’d actually explode.

For the sake of Lucien’s dignity, it would probably be best to take action quickly…

“Alright then.”

Faynol’s subsequent action probably stemmed from such good intentions.

Grabbing Darwood’s manhood, she immediately inserted it into Lucien.

“Hey, wait…!”

“-! ….–!!!”

Various reactions burst forth from the two surprised humans, but Lucien’s was far more intense.

Her mouth was opening and closing, but no words were coming out. Her reaction was much more profound than her sister’s, who had at least managed to speak after losing her virginity.

“…Wow.”

This is, well.

That’s it, right?

Faynol chuckled as she brushed back her hair.

“Holy Maiden. Did you just climax from just the tip going in?”

“It’s my, first time, so…!”

“…I thought it was supposed to hurt the first time.”

Is she perhaps not a Holy Maiden but a super-slut?

How could a virgin possibly be this incredibly sensitive…

While narrowing her eyes and muttering such thoughts, the intercourse before her quickly became intense after that helpful start.

Darwood, who had experienced all sorts of situations and was beginning to show off his extraordinary skills, was adeptly finding and attacking Lucien’s weak spots. With such skillful attacks against her incredibly sensitive body, it was visibly apparent that Lucien was reaching climax almost every minute.

“…It’s not, ah, fair…!”

The situation was so extreme that such complaints burst from Lucien’s mouth, despite being completely dominated throughout.

“I’m, a virgin, so why, are you, so good at this…!”

—The fact that she was climaxing again even as she said those words was amusing in its own way.

“…How many times have you climaxed in this short time, Holy Maiden?”

“Stop, stop watch, ing, ah, hnnngh…!”

Ah, she came again.

Faynol smiled softly as she stared intently at Lucien, whose love juices were flowing uncontrollably from her private parts.

With each back-and-forth motion, it was truly a sight to behold as reason was visibly chipped away from the Holy Maiden’s face.

‘—So even this person can make such an expression.’

It was the kind of thought that inevitably came to mind, seeing her so consumed by instinct.

One could say she was “flying away” and it wouldn’t be strange at all.

The problem was…

‘…He seems too weak for her, so she might not be fully satisfied.’

Unlike Lucien, who was clearly experiencing pleasure that felt like her brain might burn out, Darwood seemed, well…

Like he was one-sidedly servicing her.

This would create a happiness imbalance. The one who created this situation should take responsibility.

An ordinary person would help the man in this situation.

But Faynol’s solution was a bit more complex.

“-“

Sticking out her tongue, she stimulated Lucien’s labia with a poking motion.

Though there was no particular technique to it, the effect on someone already pushed to this state was dramatic.

“Ah, aah, heh, nnnngh-!”

An animalistic moan that should never come from a Holy Maiden’s mouth escaped her lips.

Her fair body, with much more elegant curves than her sister’s, bent like a spring.

Faynol whistled at the sight of her well-shaped breasts bouncing violently.

“-…ugh.”

And thanks to climaxing so intensely, her body naturally stimulated the manhood more strongly. A low groan escaped from Darwood’s side as well.

“I’m, I’m, breaking, it feels, so good…!”

She clearly had no idea what she was saying.

Faynol snickered and this time licked Lucien’s labia a bit deeper.

Again, she writhed violently.

“No, no, I don’t, want to, cum anymore-!”

“-Your body seems to think differently.”

Saying that, Faynol began to stimulate both of their connected parts with her tongue, as if providing a respectful service.

And while going back and forth doing such things, Lucien climaxed again. And again. And yet again.

By now, her expression was practically that of an idiot, simply writhing from the sensations overwhelming her entire body.

…Just how sensitive is this person?

“-I’m, about to-“

“…!”

And even though she was clearly in a state where only instinct remained, when Darwood said those words, she clearly understood what he wanted to do.

Lucien raised both arms and stretched them behind her to tightly embrace Darwood’s neck.

As if wanting to be even closer, as if determined not to let any of this man’s seed spill.

It was a gesture that seemed to beg him to finish inside her.

And the result that followed did not betray her expectations.

“…! —–!!!!!!!!”

As the white fluid was forcefully pumped into her womb, Lucien kept gasping for air and twitching her body.

Her body immediately went limp.

It was clearly the most lingering climax among all those she had experienced so far.

“-…Phew.”

Carefully lowering her body to the floor, Darwood wiped the sweat from his forehead with a sigh.

No matter how much this was a mental world, doing this much consecutively would inevitably be exhausting…

“Here you go.”

As he was thinking this, a water bottle was extended toward him.

It was Faynol, smiling brightly as she offered it.

…How did she even make this?

“It’s tough, right? Even in a mental world, all sensations are fully present.”

“…I’m concerned, but we should probably do something about her first.”

“…Huh? Eh? Me…?”

The Red Demon, who had been watching all this from a distance with restless anxiety, pointed at herself in shock.

“Who else would I be talking about?”

“I, I’m fine…!”

“Stop saying things you don’t mean, and come here.”

As Faynol grabbed her wrist and pulled her over, Darwood let out a deep sigh.

“…If I have to handle both of you too, it’ll be my first time setting a record with 4 people.”

Hearing that, Faynol hummed and stroked her chin.

“…I shouldn’t be saying this after dragging her over, but I am a bit concerned.”

“What?”

“Even though this is a mental world, it still uses mental nourishment to imitate the real world.”

“…That’s right?”

“If you’re severely drained here, your mental resources could be depleted, making you as exhausted as you would be in the real world.”

“…”

“…Well, but that wouldn’t happen, right?”

“…”

“Unless everyone else ‘senses’ what’s happening and comes rushing in too…”

…Please stop saying such ominous things.

Darwood desperately thought to himself.

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