Chapter 236: Milia (4)

Milia was still on top of me. Her hands gripped my cock tightly, refusing to let go. When I lifted my head, her beaming smile was captivating, and tilting my head slightly revealed her alluring waist swaying gently.

Her slit and my shaft meshed together, producing a faint squelching sound. Squish, squish. As she parted my slit in half, the tightening flesh grazed my glans, and Milia kissed my cheek with an ecstatic expression.

“Ah……!”

Then, she slowly began to lower her hips. Little by little, the narrow opening, radiating warmth, was consuming me. Would it feel like this if a small snake were swallowing my cock? I could feel her thighs and hips brushing against my legs. The sensation of her flesh, heavy with weight, rolling over my thighs always brought me pleasure.

“Aah……. Hoo…!”

A drop of sweat trickled down Milia’s forehead. Beads of sweat formed on her beautiful breasts before splattering onto my stomach. Like the prelude to a midsummer downpour, they tapped my belly several times as a warning, before she finally lifted her hips and brought them down smoothly and fluidly.

“Aah…!”

Milia’s face was filled with joy. Was she intoxicated by the sense of conquest, moving her hips above me? Perhaps she was simply expressing pure love. Just as I couldn’t grasp her emotions, was she doubting me too?

“Haa…! Ha…!”

Was this sex truly about conquering each other? Or was it just a perfunctory ‘love’?

“What’s wrong? Hmm? Aren’t you……. feeling good?”

Sex is communication. But right now, I was too busy interpreting the meaning of this communication to properly enjoy the pleasure. She asked me that while stroking my cheek, her breasts swaying side to side like a pendulum.

I reached out and grabbed her breasts. Within the soft, dough-like texture, her nipples protruded like cherries inside a bun. As I pinched her nipples between my fingers, rubbing them side to side, and thrust my hips upward in time with her movements, I could tell Milia’s voice was growing more heated.

“Hngh…! Ugh…! Ha…!”

Milia’s face looked like it would climax any second, yet she didn’t bring it to an easy end. She was letting out lewd sounds as if she’d come any moment, but her movements remained rhythmic, and a smile graced her face. If I fell for this pace and started moving my hips frantically, I’d be squeezed out like toothpaste, without ever gaining the upper hand.

I slid my hand down her buttocks and pushed myself up. She looked slightly surprised as my face drew near. Her eyes widened and blinked, then she giggled cutely and said to me.

“Too……! Too close……. Ugh……. Mmmph…….”

Before she could finish her joke, I cut her off and thrust my tongue in. Instead of sweet words exchanged, there were squelching sounds filling our mouths and the unique stickiness of tongues entwining. We were simply having a slightly deeper conversation than most, through our tongues.

“Mmmph……! Hngh……!”

Hugging Milia’s back, I began to thrust my hips upward. Matching her kneeled position as she moved her hips back and forth, like a worker timing the pounding of grain. I pressed my hips down into the mattress. Then, using the rebound, I thrust deeply.

“Ngh…! Ugh…!”

Then she would shudder upward, coming, and greet me with the same movements as always. As if ordinary techniques were useless. Her sweet voice and smile remained unchanged.

When we parted our lips, we could converse with breaths. Heavy breaths enveloped each other’s faces, and warm vapor shimmered. Milia’s face was flushed red, and her blinking eyes seemed a little more anxious than usual.

“Haa…! Evan……. It’s too…. too intense…!”

But hearing her voice, I knew she hadn’t reached her limit yet. It felt like she was provocatively holding me tight, as if she could seize control at any moment. I asked her.

“….. What do you want?”

The usual her would have answered slyly. She would have dodged the question, asking why we were talking about this during sex, then pushed my shoulders again and moved her hips.

“….I don’t know.”

But she didn’t do that. Instead, she said, ‘I don’t know.’ The words ‘I don’t know’ were unbecoming of a Succubus Queen, sounding utterly absurd, yet that made them sound believable. I turned my body. Her body collapsed onto the mattress, and I climbed on top.

As I thrust my hips hard and lifted my legs, her expression began to crumble.

“Hut…! Ugh…! Ah…!”

I thrust my cock deep inside, rolling my hips gently to caress the vaginal walls, then pulling out lightly and slowly, only to plunge back down like a battering ram before she could get used to the aftereffects.

“Aagh! Ah…! Haa…! Ugh……. Ugh…!”

Milia moved her body in sync with my very slow, yet heavy and deep hip thrusts. Movements for her own pleasure, not for my ejaculation. She’d subtly shift her hips, making it easier for me to find her weak spots, or deliberately twist her body sideways, guiding me to strike the parts she liked.

“Ah……! Aah…! Aagh…! Ha……!”

The pleasure on her face was real. She was truly feeling my movements, her fingers gripping so tightly they turned white. I asked her again.

“You don’t know? What is it you don’t know?”

“….Everything…! Hngh…! My memories are faint…! I really don’t know what’s what……! Aah…!”

She had lived for hundreds of years, but had no memory of her human life. It was because she had forgotten everything the moment she made the contract. I asked her.

“Why did you make the contract? Why did you want to become a demon in the first place? What did you gain by sacrificing your memories as a human?”

“Haa…! My beauty……! Maybe? Ugh……!”

She threw out another joke. But that wasn’t the truth. Her actions up until now were far from any aesthetic inclinations. The principles governing her actions lay in a more unknown realm than such worldly matters.

“Why did you decide to help me? Was it because you truly……. truly trusted me? Why did you let me go?”

“….Yeah, why? What kind of person was I to be so devoted to you? Why do I feel drawn to you, and now willingly offer my body? Why was I planning to kill Mobius? Why was I so excited in the Magic Tower? Who am I, really?”

Milia looked at me. She didn’t know the answer either. With a strange expression, as if laughing and crying, she shook her head, blinked, and hugged me tightly.

“Ah……!”

It was a sign she was reaching a light climax. Her knees trembled, and her vagina tightened. I endured her attack once more, then began moving my hips faster.

“Aah…! Ah…! Ugh…! Ah……! Haa…!”

Moans echoed. She was yielding her body to me. Why, really? Why was she doing all this for me? Sex is communication. I was experiencing some unknown love that I couldn’t comprehend. We were approaching a destination guided by a milestone of the heart, unknown even to her, let alone me.

The sound of waves crashing echoed.

“Ah…! Aah! Aang! E, Evan…! Evan……!”

“Are you okay? Are you really, really okay?”

Looking at Milia, I asked again. Right now, she was practically forfeiting the sex battle. Despite her overwhelming ability and control, she was voluntarily submitting her body to me.

She nodded again and smiled. As she hugged me tightly with a smile, a floral scent spread from her chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist and thrust my cock deep into her body as she climaxed. Milia’s voice, scratching my back, sweetly echoed through the ceiling.

“Aaaaaaaaaah!”

My mind went blank. I barely held onto consciousness and met the gaze of Milia, who was trembling.

We intertwined tongues like two snakes mating. Breathing heavily under the covers felt good as our bodies cooled in the chilly breeze. The shivery cold made the warmth that had dominated the room moments before feel like a dream.

On Milia’s lower abdomen, my mark shone clearly. She met my gaze and whispered.

“Shall we go again?”

******

“What are you doing?”

Elena asked Sylvia, who was sitting blankly in the yard. Sylvia blinked and said to Elena.

“I was just thinking.”

“Thinking? What were you thinking so hard about?”

“Just… what would have happened if Evan-nim hadn’t saved me, or if he had failed… that’s what I was thinking.”

“Oof, that’s a chilling thought. Don’t think like that.”

Elena shuddered, but Sylvia’s eyes sparkled as she said.

“But aren’t you curious? After such a high-difficulty magic incident, what kind of life would have unfolded?”

“……Well?”

But for Elena, who had no academic interest in magic, it was merely contemplating a chilling future.

“Milia-nim said that the power source would have been destroyed anyway, causing a simple mana explosion.”

“So everyone would have died?”

Elena grimaced, shuddering even more. But Sylvia shook her head and said this.

“No. It’s possible someone could have gone to the past. There’s a theory that someone caught in a mana explosion could travel back in time.”

Hearing about the possibility of traveling to the past, Elena showed a little interest.

“Ah, that’s time travel, right? I think I read about it in some novel. So it was actually possible.”

Sylvia said with a smile.

“Right. If you could go to the past……. it would be amazing. You could see all sorts of historical facts, wouldn’t that be great?”

“Would it really be that great?”

Elena shook her head and frowned. Sylvia just tilted her head, unable to understand her reaction. Elena looked at Sylvia and said.

“Because……. if you go to the past, you wouldn’t be able to meet Evan anymore, or see us.”

Sylvia seemed to realize this upon hearing Elena’s words, her expression turning gloomy.

“…..Ah, that’s right. It would be sad to go to the past. I wouldn’t know what to do either…. Thinking about it, there are so many frustrating things. Evan-nim would be living in the future, so there’d be no way to meet him, no matter how hard I tried.”

Elena hated awkward and gloomy atmospheres.

“Exactly. Ah, let’s stop these weird conversations. Anyway, Sylvia. Some black tea came addressed to you. Did you order it?”

“Ah, yes! I ordered it! Evan-nim said he’d buy me one.”

Sylvia said with a smile. The two women moved apart, and beyond the window, Milia’s moans could be heard.

Leudly.