Chapter 87. Second to None (1)
Anesthetic? Lethal dose? Poisoning?
My thoughts froze for a moment as a status window suddenly appeared, warning me of poisoning symptoms.
Was there medicine in the food? Who would... Ricoris? Surely she wouldn't try to kill me?
...No, impossible. Ricoris would never make such a careless move. Camellia might, obsessed with hierarchy as she is... No, even Camellia wouldn't do this.
First, I should act naturally. Show the expected reaction of someone who ingested sleeping pills.
If Ricoris did drug me, she'd expect this response.
"Hmm, suddenly feeling sleepy. Must be the warm tea-?"
"...Is that so. Then perhaps you should rest your eyes briefly to relieve fatigue."
"I should. Sorry, Rico. I'll just close my eyes for a bit. My eyelids feel so heavy..."
Thump.
I employed my full acting skills to naturally collapse onto the bed, pretending to sleep.
Breathing naturally yet deliberately slow and shallow. Body relaxed but ready to spring into action.
A performance that could be exposed under scrutiny, but unlikely when the observer sees their desired outcome.
Now, let's see how she reacts.
* * *
"...Just as foreseen in the visions."
Ricoris murmured while gazing down at her sleeping mother, who breathed warm, steady breaths.
"Indeed, Mother-nim's physical resilience requires this dosage to induce sleep. I doubted whether the drug might harm her... but the prophecy was correct."
She placed the tray on the bedside table and crawled onto the bed where Triae lay, inching up her mother's body.
Burying her face between mountainous breasts, she grasped the massive flesh mounds. The soft texture and sweet, intoxicating scent flooding her lungs made her body burn.
Ricoris repeated this perverse act like a sommelier savoring aged wine-deep inhales, holding the fragrant breath, then exhaling slowly.
"Haaah... Hoo, huu..."
Though her expression remained blank, her eyes gradually slanted seductively. Flushed cheeks betrayed her arousal.
Having savored enough, Ricoris began peeling off Triae's clothes with small hands.
The Succubus Queen's body-already obscenely sensual even clothed-now unleashed its full glory. Unbuttoning the shirt revealed breasts too massive for any man's hand.
Pink areolae bloomed like flower petals, crowned by perky nipples perfect for suckling.
Ricoris barely resisted the urge to nurse like a spoiled child.
Using undiluted anesthetic strong enough to kill ordinary humans was necessary to subdue Mother-nim. Wasting time on petty lust when she could awaken any moment was unthinkable.
Rolling a ripe nipple between her fingers, Ricoris soothed her aching heart with whispered words:
"This is your fault, Mother-nim. Had you seen Ricoris as just another Vassal... had you treated me as a mere tool... this wouldn't be happening. Then I wouldn't have seen this future... wouldn't face this reality."
One hand tormented breasts while the other slid down to remove Triae's pants.
Ordinary white underwear couldn't hide the obscene curves of childbearing hips.
Ricoris produced a new vial from her robes. Tipping it like perfume, she poured Aphrodisiac onto her palm.
Then slid that hand into Mother's panties.
"Hngkt...!"
"Mother-nim... can you feel my hand?"
"Nnn... ngh..."
"To think you'd respond to a worthless Half-Blood Succubus like me... even Mother-nim becomes merely human when defenseless...♥"
Ricoris's plan was laughably childish-exploit sleep's vulnerability. Pleasure persists even unconscious. Drug Mother into deep sleep, then condition her body with Aphrodisiac until addicted to Ricoris's touch.
Why would a smart girl devise such folly? Because despite her prophetic gifts, she remained a child-book-smart but emotionally stunted, warped desires clashing with immature values.
"Haaah... Haat...!"
"Mother-nim... this Aphrodisiac uses my bodily fluids. A Succubus's fluids alone make potent aphrodisiacs, but as mentioned, I'm Half-Blood. Normally, my fluids would have no effect on a high-ranking Demon Tribe like you. But combined with herbs, I enhanced its potency manifold."
Like a child bragging to parents, Ricoris boasted to the sleeping woman about her pharmaceutical achievements.
Her slender fingers invaded Triae's vagina, wriggling like tentacles as the sticky Aphrodisiac-coated digits probed deeply.
Though always observing from afar during family "bonding," Ricoris had memorized every erogenous zone through keen observation.
She stimulated known pleasure spots while applying Aphrodisiac to virgin territories, seeking to develop new sensitivities.
"Haat...♥ Haaak...!♥"
"Inside feels so hot and tight...♥ Do you enjoy my preparations this much?"
"Hngt, Hnnnn...!♥"
"...Mother-nim, Mother-nim, please feel me more... crave me more...♥ And in the end... desire only me...♥"
"Hwaaaaang...!♥"
-Sploosh♥
Ricoris's finger struck the perfect spot. Triae climaxed, gushing fluids like a fountain.
At the peak, Ricoris withdrew immediately-this conditioning aimed to imprint her presence, not risk awakening Mother.
She needed to clean up before family arrived or Mother awoke. But-
"..."
Ricoris's body refused.
Though rationally knowing to stop, her arousal remained unfulfilled. Seeing Mother's nectar mixed with Aphrodisiac glistening on her hand-
A Succubus Queen's fluids. Unprocessed, yet mingling with her concoction to create something stronger. Ingesting it would bring ecstasy... and greater lust. Risking being consumed by desire rather than consuming Mother.
"...Ricoris is rational. Mother-nim's unshakable advisor. Just... just a little more... can't hurt♥"
Why was she rationalizing? She knew better, yet began tightrope walking toward disaster.
Squelch, squelch♥
Mounting Mother, she rubbed her clitoris with Aphrodisiac-smeared fingers while nails lightly scratched.
Watching her fluids drip onto Mother's breasts brought thrilling arousal.
Dangerously, Ricoris moved to Mother's headboard. Transparent sticky trails flowed down her thighs onto Triae's flushed cheeks.
Seeing her nectar reach Mother's flower-petal lips-and watching Mother subconsciously swallow-snapped Ricoris's rationality.
"Mother-nim, Mother-nim♥ Mother-nim♥ Ngh, Mother-nim...!♥"
Daring to stand over Mother's head, dripping fluids onto her face. Sacrilege brought guilt... and thrill from risking awakening.
Fingers meant for "just a little" penetration now sank to the second knuckle. Fluid streams drenched Triae's face like toner.
"I'm♥ Cumming♥ Ngh, Mother-nim♥ Mother-niiiim♥♥♥"
-Sploosh♥♥♥
A fountain gushed forth, soaking Triae's body and bedsheets.
Post-climax clarity brought panic. Ricoris hurried to clean up, regaining composure.
As she brought a towel to Mother's chest-
Snap!
"...?!"
"Enjoy playing, Rico?"
Triae sat up with gleaming pink eyes, gripping Ricoris's wrist.