Chapter 169: The Professor's Heat
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 169: The Professor's Heat
“Pro—Professor…?”
“…Stay still, Adler.”
“This… this is inappropriate, isn’t it?”
Adler, his arms pinned by the professor, broke into a cold sweat from head to toe, his voice trembling as he spoke.
“I-I thought I told you, Professor. You’re the servant, and I’m the master…”
“Yes, I heard you loud and clear.”
“But what is this, then…?”
“You’ve overlooked something.”
The professor answered him with a smile colder than arctic frost.
“My curse ensures that every crime committed by my hand becomes a perfect crime.”
“……”
“So now, even if I disobey you and violate you like an animal, no harm will come to me.”
As the weight of her words sank in, Adler’s mouth fell open, his gaze turning vacant.
“Because rape is also a crime.”
“……..”
“Isn’t that right, Adler?”
Finishing her remark, Professor Moriarty began gently rubbing her heat against Adler’s rigid member.
—Swish, swish…
“W-Wait a moment…”
In that eerie yet erotic atmosphere, Adler, pinned beneath her, spoke with a note of pure desperation.
“Thinking about it now… I like it!”
“……?”
“D-Doing it with you… with the professor…”
As he spoke with a near-sob, Professor Moriarty quietly tilted her head to the side.
“Does that mean you want to impregnate me?”
The pointed question made Adler stutter, his face turning deathly pale.
“Well, that…”
“I thought so. Then the answer is no.”
With a lopsided smirk, the professor began caressing Adler’s chest, right where she had laid her head moments before.
“…In that case, you are indeed going to be raped by me.”
“Hyuk…”
Faced with her flawless, terrifying logic, Adler let out an involuntary gasp of fright.
—Squeeze…
“…Eh?”
Reaching down, Professor Moriarty tightened her grip ever so slightly as she cupped his testicles.
“P-Please, spare me…”
“…Make it hard.”
She commanded him with a cold smile. Feeling a literal threat to his life, Adler twisted his body, his eyes filled with resignation.
“Yes…”
A pulsating rhythm began to throb against the back of the professor’s hand. However, it wasn't yet the vigorous response she desired.
“Harder.”
“Pro—Professor…”
“You should make it as hard as when you claimed you’d take me like a horny mutt earlier. Isn’t that right, Adler?”
As the professor began to caress his shivering core, Adler’s manhood started to thrash wildly.
—Throb…
“…Huh?”
Just like that, he turned as hard as a rock.
—Gulp…
“Uh…”
She propped up his hardened rod with her hand, and then, with her lower lips, Professor Moriarty tightly clamped down on the bulbous tip.
“A-Anyway, with such a tight fit, only half of it will enter even in missionary style… and the tightness won't allow for much movement. If you try to force it in from this position, it’ll be too much, right?”
“……..”
“So, just stop there. If you do, I’ll forgive you…”
As Professor Moriarty momentarily paused, Adler made one final, desperate attempt to dissuade her.
—Splat…!
“……!!!”
Ignoring his pleas, Professor Moriarty thrust Adler’s cock deep into her vagina in one swift motion. She looked down at him, her eyes burning with the thrill of conquest.
“Ug—Uggghh…”
“Adler. Did you perhaps mistake my modest consideration for a lack of capability?”
Adler’s expression shifted to one of pure shock, while a condescending sneer played on Moriarty’s lips.
“Well, well…”
“Just a moment, please…”
“It seems I must correct this misunderstanding.”
In the next heartbeat—
—Splat, splat…!
“…Ugh!?”
Professor Moriarty began her merciless predation. From her dominant position, she rode him wantonly, taking everything she wanted.
“Pro—uhh—Profe—Professorrrrrrrr…!”
Firmly pinned by her arms and unable to move, Adler was utterly dominated, his voice a frantic mix of pleas and moans.
“Adler, that expression…”
“Uh, ah, uhaaa…”
“It really turns me on so much…”
Narrowing her eyes, she whispered into his ear while maintaining her violent, rhythmic pace.
“Ah, now that I think about it, there isn’t a single part of you that isn’t arousing, is there?”
“Uh, ah…”
“From head to toe, you are perfectly optimized to exude sexual charm…”
“Ah…”
Lost for words, Adler’s senses were bombarded by her heated voice, thick with ecstasy.
“You see? You shouldn’t say a word, even while being raped like this…”
“I-I think I’m going to cum…!”
“It’s all because of your own lewdness, so just quietly endure it…!”
The moment she finished her sentence—
—Buzz, brrrrrrrrrrrrrzzzz!!!
“…..♡”
With her hips thrusting more vigorously than ever, Adler’s cock poured a torrent of seed deep into Moriarty’s womb.
“Are you… satisfied now?”
“……?”
Cradling her pelvis as if savoring the warmth inside her, Professor Moriarty finally freed his arms. She silently observed Adler, who was now covering his eyes in shame.
“You—You’ve gotten… the semen you wanted inside you…”
“Adler. What are you talking about?”
With a calm expression, she caressed his cheek and whispered.
“A single bout of insemination does not guarantee a hundred percent probability of conception.”
“…Pardon?”
“It was written in the book. That’s why I rented the entire inn for the day.”
Adler’s breath hitched. A look of pure terror crossed his face, growing more intense with every word she uttered.
“Wait, Professor… our conversation…”
“I will not compromise. Where in the world is there a rapist who negotiates with their victim?”
“Please, someone SAVE ME!”
Ignoring his plea, she gripped Adler’s waist and legs tightly.
“W-What are you doing now…?”
“Well, you see.”
Suddenly, the professor lifted him up, moving away from the bed toward the wall.
“…I just conceived of a new position in my mind.”
“Wait, you can’t mean…”
As his back touched the cold wall, Adler’s whole body shuddered in dread of what was coming next.
“It’s what you might call a lifted wall press.”
“……..”
His ominous premonition had been exactly right.
“First, I plan to violate you with one of your legs over my shoulder. Later, I’ll lift you entirely to continue.”
The Future Queen of Crime, standing at the pinnacle of London, displayed a genius-level talent even in the realm of sexual depravity.
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—Swish, pop…
“Pr—Professor…”
After a considerable amount of time had passed—
—Brrtttzzzz…
“Now, finally…”
Adler, whose legs had been forcefully wrapped around the Professor’s waist, reached his limit for the umpteenth time. He buried his head in her ample chest, defeated.
“I can lift and pound you like this, yet you’re too weak to even lift me. Just admit it already.”
“Hah, haaaaah…”
“No matter what you do, you cannot beat me.”
Exhausted, Adler ignored her taunts and breathed heavily against her skin.
“…Since you’re silent, you must still be unwilling to admit it, hm?”
“W…. Wa… Wait… a moment.”
“It’s too late for that…”
“…Khuukgh!”
Watching Adler with a predatory gaze, the professor moved back to the bed, set him down, and immediately pinned him.
—Swish…
“Pr—Professor.”
The professor, keeping Adler’s legs locked around her waist, mounted him. Adler, his expression dazed, muttered under his breath.
“This is… a mating press position.”
“…Mating? Press? It seems such a term exists. I simply adopted the most advantageous posture to ensure both satisfaction and impregnation.”
“Just, wait a moment. This is something a man is supposed to do to a woman…”
“Adler, do you still not understand?”
The professor gazed down at him, her voice bone-chilling and filled with a dark, possessive malice.
“You are being raped by me right now…”
“…….”
“Just as I was taken by you a few hours ago, you have no right to resist now…”
Slowly, she raised her hips into the air.
“From your expression, it seems you still need to be taught.”
“No, I do understand! I understand completely! So pleas—!!!”
“As your supervising professor, I shall guide you personally.”
The next moment, she slammed her weight down onto Adler, driving him into the mattress in a crushing mating press.
“Ugh…”
“Adler…”
As Adler, utterly spent, began to lose his grip on reality, Moriarty leaned in close to his face.
“I love you…”
“…Ugh.”
She forced her tongue into his mouth, violating him with a devouring kiss while mercilessly pounding away at him.
—Slurp, smack…
“Ugh, ugh…”
Her relentless assault, aimed at peak efficiency, continued until Adler completely blacked out.
—Brrrz, spew, splat…
“…That’s only the seventh shot.”
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“…Uggrh.”
An unknown amount of time later—
“Professor. It seems I had a terrifying nightmare…”
“………”
“It wasn’t a dream.”
As soon as Adler opened his eyes, the stiffness and malaise pervading his body made him shiver. He found himself still naked, cradled in Professor Moriarty’s arms, with his member still embedded deep inside her.
“So… now that I’m conscious, are you going to rape me again?”
“No, this should be enough for a demonstration.”
“What?”
“And if I continue thrusting, the semen will leak out. That would be a waste.”
Following her absurd statement, Adler let out a weak, bewildered snicker.
“Okay. Then, I’ll just go to the bathroom…?”
But soon, a look of panic crossed his face.
“How long have you been at it? I’m completely exhausted… My body won’t move at all…”
Hearing this, Professor Moriarty smiled, remaining silent for a long moment.
“That’s because I’ve cast a paralysis spell on you.”
“What?”
“Well, if you pull out now, all that precious seed will spill out.”
She pressed her hands against her slightly swollen abdomen and muttered to herself.
“So, I’ll keep you inside and sleep like this.”
—Slosh…
Adler stared at her, his mind blank.
“But, Professor. I really need to use the bathroom…”
“…Ah, that’s fine.”
As he grimaced, Professor Moriarty stroked his hair and whispered softly.
“Just do it inside me.”
“….What the hell?”
Adler’s eyes widened in shock.
“You might not know because you lack sexual experience, but that’s… that’s not advisable…”
“Why not?”
“It’s not hygienic…”
“Sorry, but poison has no effect on my body.”
As Adler clenched his teeth and tried to pull away, the professor refused to let go.
“Anything harmful is purified the moment it enters my body, so there is no need for concern.”
“No, but still…”
“Why? Do you think it’s unbecoming of your respected professor?”
Adler hastily shook his head.
“I can accept anything, as long as it comes from my beloved assistant.”
“Ugh…!”
As the professor sneakily poked Adler’s pelvis, his eyes rolled back and his body began to convulse.
—Trickling…
Eventually, blushing furiously, Adler buried his head in the professor’s chest, unable to believe what he had just been forced to do.
“Right…”
“………”
It was not until the next morning that Adler’s manhood was finally withdrawn from the heated depths of Professor Moriarty.
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—Glug… Gulp…
Behind a barrier-sealed door, an entity watched the entire scene with an expressionless gaze.
“Haaahuuuhaaahuuuuuu…”
—Goooouuughhh… Goooooooooooo…
“Adleerrrrrr…”
Ominous black smoke, fueled by rage, hatred, powerlessness, and an overwhelming desire for revenge, filled the skies of Cornwall that day.