Chapter 168: The Devil's Heat (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 168: The Devil's Heat (2)
Creak…
“… Haaah.”
As Adler’s rigid length penetrated the professor’s tight heat, a feverish moan escaped her quivering lips.
“Uh, ugh…”
“Haah…”
Adler, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected tightness, paused his rhythm and collapsed against her back.
“… Professor, you’re so tight, yet so incredibly supple.”
His eyes narrowed as he whispered into her ear, causing Professor Moriarty’s gaze to waver violently.
Slap!
“……!”
Seizing the opening, Adler delivered a sharp slap to her backside with his open palm.
“Are you… insane…?”
“Quiet. You talk too much for someone being taken like a dog.”
Despite his insolent behavior, Professor Moriarty could only murmur in her usual cold voice, though Adler wasn't the least bit shaken.
“Even if you glare at me with those terrifying eyes, you’re still the one being rammed from behind by my cock, aren’t you?”
“… Eek.”
“I’m not scared of you at all.”
He thrust his entire hefty length deep into her, effectively cutting her words short.
Squelch…
“Uh, ugh…”
As the tip of his glans brushed against her most sensitive spot, Professor Moriarty’s legs gave out. She let out a dazed moan and collapsed onto the bed.
“Oh, how adorable…”
“Stop… teasing me…”
“But how can I, when the great professor is acting so cute?”
He gently stroked her smooth, supple rear before delivering another sharp sting, though he was careful not to be too rough.
Slap!
“……..”
This time, the professor grit her teeth to hold back her moans, but she couldn't stop Adler’s red handprint from blooming across her pale skin.
“… You beast, ah…!”
Swish…
She shivered, about to snap back at him, but her mouth snapped shut as a ticklish, electric sensation began coursing through her abdomen.
“Professor, your belly is so soft…”
Adler resumed his thrusting, his hand reaching around to press firmly against her stomach.
“Eek, hihk… eek…”
“I didn't know the professor could make noises like that…”
“… Stop, enough already!”
As Adler persistently ground against her heated pelvis, Professor Moriarty’s mind began to go blank. Her words became urgent, almost desperate.
“Let’s… take a… break…”
“A break? What break?”
“… Heuk?”
Leaning his bare chest against her back, Adler pushed himself to her very depths while whispering in a chillingly cold voice.
“You’re being raped by me right now.”
“………!”
“If this continues, I’m going to fill you with a creampie.”
The cold dominance in his voice sent a shiver through her entire body.
“And eventually, you’ll be pregnant with my child.”
Adler whispered the teasing threat, slowly pulling back before thrusting in with forceful intent.
Psshhh… Drip…
Suddenly, the sound of leaking fluids echoed from below.
“… Ah.”
Adler looked momentarily puzzled. The professor had buried her face in the sheets, covering her eyes with both hands. He lowered his gaze and smirked at the sight.
“Did you come before me, Professor?”
Bzzztt…
“A student ten years your junior says something lewd, and that’s all it takes to make you peak?”
Professor Moriarty didn't respond. She merely trembled, her body shaking with near-imperceptible aftershocks.
“Truly hopeless.”
“……”
“Did the thought of carrying my child please you that much?”
As Adler asked with a sly smile, she slowly turned her head back and replied in a low, breathless voice.
“… Yes.”
A heavy silence enveloped the room.
“It really… turns me on…”
“Oh.”
Normally, Adler would have snapped back to his senses at her suddenly sincere tone. However, his body was flushed with the pink fog, clouding his reason and judgment.
“Adler…”
“If you want it that much, why don’t you take a seat?”
At his command, Moriarty pushed herself up with trembling legs.
“No, I meant sit on my lap.”
“Oh…”
With a dazed expression, she moved her soft backside onto Adler’s thighs, sitting down just as he instructed.
“Good. Now, embrace me.”
“Is this… how it’s supposed to be…?”
“Are you only going to use your arms? Wrap your legs around my waist as well.”
Under Adler’s lead, they shifted into a natural, face-to-face position.
“T-This…”
“What?”
“… It’s too embarrassing.”
As Moriarty muttered in a shy tone, her face flushed and her skin pressed against his, a sneer formed on Adler's face.
“Didn’t you find it embarrassing to be pounded like a dog just a moment ago?”
“W-Well, th-that was different… we weren’t making eye contact…”
“Enough. Stick out your tongue.”
Moriarty looked down sheepishly but obeyed, sticking out her tongue.
“… Mmmph.”
“……!”
Adler lightly nibbled on her tongue before lowering his head to nip at her neck.
“Ow, that hurts…”
“… I intended for it to hurt.”
Satisfied with the mark he left on her neck, Adler began to trail kisses lower and lower.
Chup…
“… Haaah.”
As his tongue swirled around the tip of her breast, Moriarty’s pelvis, pressed tight against his, began to quiver.
“S-Stop sucking on me…”
“……….”
“… Why are you so skilled at this?”
Moriarty buried her head in the crook of Adler’s neck, her expression shy yet conflicted. A cold, sharp tone leaked through her voice as she realized just how experienced Adler seemed to be.
“Professor, your nipples are so hard. They must be incredibly sensitive right now.”
“Ah…”
Isaac Adler looked up briefly, caressing the peaks of her breasts with his hands as he whispered.
“S-Stop…!”
Adler bit down on her nipple again, gnawing gently.
“… I told you to stop.”
Initially, the Professor twisted her body in discomfort at the tingling, unpleasant sensation his teasing caused. Gradually, however, a strange emotion began bubbling up from deep within her.
“…..!?”
Eventually, she unconsciously began to pat Adler’s back, her expression one of genuine perplexity.
… This can’t be.
Regardless of age or gender, if it served her amusement, she had always killed without a second thought. But the emotion she was feeling now was completely alien—it was triumphing over every cold logic she had ever known.
I shouldn’t be feeling such lowly emotions…
Such things were the prerogatives of inferior beings. A superior existence like herself had no need for love or maternal instincts.
But this…
Then what was this trembling warmth filling her body?
“………”
Breaking into a cold sweat, Professor Moriarty sank into deep thought.
What if she actually carried Adler’s child in her womb, just as they had planned?
What if she were to breastfeed the child that came into this world?
“Ah…?”
Just imagining it made her chest throb violently. The emotions enveloping her intensified tenfold.
… This is impossible.
The child she was to conceive today was supposed to be nothing more than a tool—a way to neutralize her curse by keeping Isaac Adler bound to her side.
Why, then, did she have the sudden, magnificent thought that it wouldn't be a waste at all to devote her entire existence to such a child?
“Phew…”
“………”
And why did she feel a similar, yet subtly different, pull toward Adler, who had just pulled away from her chest?
“… Ah?”
The genius who had known everything since birth wore a vacant expression as she stepped into the realm of the unknown for the first time in her life.
“What are you doing, Professor?”
“… A-Adler.”
“Why aren’t you focusing?”
Narrowing his eyes, Adler whispered in her ear in a cold, detached voice.
“Why aren’t you putting it back in?”
Feeling his rock-hard cock throbbing against her entrance, the embarrassed Professor buried her face in Adler’s shoulder.
Squelch…
“… Heugh.”
Lifting her hips slightly, she guided his rod—which still felt imposing despite their previous rounds—back into her vagina.
“Move your hips. This time, the professor does the work.”
“Yes…”
She impaled herself on his length and began to undulate her hips, embracing Adler tightly.
Clench, tighten…
In the next moment, her walls began to grip his pulsating shaft even tighter than before.
“Ah… Adler…”
“… Huh?”
Feeling every fold of her internal heat clinging to him, Adler’s relaxed expression began to contort.
“I love you…”
Squelch, squelch…♡
Moriarty’s whispered confession reached his ear.
Squeak, squeak…
Brrr, brrrt…
Because they were face-to-face, their bodies fused together, they shared every tremor and vibration.
“Why… are you suddenly so good at this…”
“Because I love you… Adler…”
“… I think I’m going to cum.”
The professor, who had been grinding her hips with unfocused eyes and a trail of drool, suddenly widened her eyes at Adler’s strained voice.
“R-Right now…?”
“Yes, Professor. I’m going to come inside you.”
“Ah…”
“Are you ready to take it all…?”
Moriarty couldn't find the words. She simply gave a quiet, frantic nod.
“Mmph?”
“Professor…”
Adler held her cheeks, forcing her to look him in the eye as he felt her searing internal warmth.
“I want to kiss you while I fill you up…”
“……”
“Is that okay?”
Again, the professor couldn't speak. Instead, she thrust her tongue into his mouth.
Gush, gurgle…!
At that moment, Adler’s length trembled violently inside her, spurting thick ropes of semen deep within her.
“….! …..!!”
Feeling the flood hit her cervix, Professor Moriarty intertwined her tongue with Adler’s and squeezed her eyes shut.
Gurgle, grr…
They shuddered in unison, reaching a sweet, overwhelming release.
“How long… are you going to keep coming…!?”
“… I don’t know either.”
Perhaps it was the pink smoke still lingering in the room, but the afterglow of their climax didn't fade for several long minutes.
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“Ah… Haaah…”
An unknown amount of time later.
“…….”
Jane Moriarty finally released her embrace. She fell back onto the bed and began silently stroking her noticeably swollen belly.
“So, inside here…”
Rumble…
“My child is going to grow…”
She murmured to herself, a strange, soft expression on her face.
“… No.”
“……..?”
“I came inside you, but there will be no conception.”
Her fragile moment of emotion shattered at the bombshell Adler dropped with a smug smirk.
“Why…?”
“Because I’ve placed a contraceptive spell on myself.”
“………”
“Did you really think I was going to impregnate you?”
Professor Moriarty stared blankly at Adler before her expression twisted into a malicious scowl.
“Fool. Idiot. Worthless whore.”
“…….”
“Did you think I would simply pass on my genes to you?”
But Adler, lost in his own delusions, was oblivious to the danger.
“I’ll release the contraception at the very last moment.”
“… Ah.”
“That way, Professor, you’ll have to follow my orders…”
Muttering in frustration, Adler bowed his head and whispered to himself.
… Of course, I’ll be returning to the real world soon, so there’s no need to ever undo the spell.
It was a rational decision made with the last shred of sanity he possessed.
“And who decided that?”
“… What?”
Coincidentally, that was the exact moment Moriarty’s sanity finally snapped.
“A contraceptive spell, you say?”
“That’s right…”
“That sort of thing can be undone with a flick of my finger.”
As the professor leaned in with a menacing look, Adler—still not grasping the shift in power—scratched his head.
“I’m sorry, but even if you undo the spell now, it won’t affect the seeds already discharged.”
“…….”
“And from now on, I won’t be doing anything else with you, Professor.”
Moriarty wore a cold, predatory smile as she leaned even closer.
“I was going to go about this nicely, but it seems you really are beyond saving.”
“… That’s a bit presumptuous of you, don’t you think?”
“I have no choice then.”
She whispered chillingly into Adler’s ear.
“I suppose I’ll just have to rape you.”
Adler stared at her dumbly, his voice trembling slightly.
“I-I don’t want that.”
She stood up slowly, her smile smeared with immorality.
“Good. That will only make it more exciting for me.”
“… Ah.”
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Meanwhile, the corridor outside had been reduced to ruins by the aftermath of someone’s reckless, unrestrained mana.
Creak, creak…
At the end of the hall, a figure stood before the unyielding door. Despite her efforts to open it, it remained shut. She began injecting her mana into the gap of the door, her eyes void of light as she captured the scene unfolding inside.
Creakkkk…
Regrettably, that figure was none other than Charlotte Holmes, who had arrived at the scene just seconds ago—exactly as the professor had planned.