Chapter 316
Chapter 316
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 316
Chapter Title: Closer to the Disciple Than to Distant Love (6)
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1.
In the dizzying haze of pleasure that clouded her mind, Eloa had lost all reason.
"Hoo..."
Letting out a soft, drowsy breath like she was talking in her sleep, Eloa came back to her senses.
What had happened?
She'd dredged up dirty talk to try to stop Siu.
Right up until he'd suddenly picked up the pace and thrust deep into her womb.
Every memory came flooding back.
"Ah..."
A belated wave of shame drew a quiet sigh from Eloa's lips.
Looking around, the ribbons that had bound her hands and feet were gone.
In their place, she was snugly cradled in Siu's arms.
"You're awake?"
A chilling hypothesis flashed through Eloa's mind.
Had she passed out all night?
Was their final night already over?
"S-Siu... what time is it?"
"You only blacked out for a moment. Maybe a minute ago."
"Phew..."
Relief washed over her.
Eloa rubbed her chest, where tension had knotted up.
If she'd failed to properly finish such a once-in-a-lifetime moment, she'd have regretted it forever.
"Sorry. I think I got carried away doing whatever I wanted."
Siu wrapped his arms around Eloa's shoulders, pulling her closer.
He held her tight, stroked her hair gently, kissed her forehead—treating her like something precious.
Truth be told, Eloa had been pretty shocked.
She knew Siu was different in bed, but experiencing it firsthand felt entirely new.
Yet his warm, affectionate touch melted away the strangeness and vague unease she'd felt toward him.
In its place bloomed the realization that she was truly loved.
Tears threatened to spill over.
She was happy.
Happy enough to wish this night would never end.
She didn't care about the embarrassing things she'd shown—or would show. She was just happy.
"Like I said earlier... you're cowardly."
"My master is so sexy, I couldn't resist teasing a little."
Eloa looked up at Siu, who was hugging her tightly with damp eyes.
"Really... you like this kind of thing?"
"A bit perverted, right?"
"...To be honest, I think you're beyond saving... Making your master say those words... Are you in your right mind?"
It sounded like a scolding, but her tone carried an unwitting coquettish lilt.
Seeing herself act like a sulky child surprised Eloa a little.
Because she didn't mind it at all.
"...But it's what you like, isn't it?"
If Siu liked it, she could endure a little embarrassment.
She couldn't do it after tonight anyway, so why not give him everything he wanted now?
Eloa kissed Siu's cheek and brought her lips close to his ear.
"Siu..."
Even trying to say it was embarrassing.
But she mustered a bit more courage.
"Was my... my body... tasty?"
She felt Siu flinch in surprise.
No wonder.
Eloa would never say something like that normally.
And her whispered words dripped with a sticky seductiveness, even to her own ears.
Truth be told, this was already a toned-down version.
She'd swapped out a cruder word for "body," but that was her limit.
Forcing down the heat rising in her cheeks, Eloa carefully grasped Siu's member with her hand.
It had just cum, yet it swelled and hardened in an instant.
Forming a ring with her thumb and index finger, Eloa stroked it clumsily and whispered into his ear.
"If you want more... you can... eat as much as you like..."
Was she doing this right?
She had no idea.
She didn't even know what would turn Siu on.
But tonight, she'd do her best to make him happy.
"First... with my... mouth... mouth... mouth..."
She recalled Sharon combining it with vulgar terms for a woman's parts, but after agonizing, she gave up.
It was too shameful to utter.
"...I'll do it for you."
"Are you sure? If it's too much..."
"Siu... I want to make you happy too."
-Smack!
Eloa didn't wait for his reply and planted a kiss on Siu's nape.
Just like he'd done to her, she nipped and licked every inch of his body with her tongue and lips.
With her eyes gently closed, a faint blush bloomed across Eloa's face as she lavished his upper body.
According to the sexual morals taught by Teacher Sua.
A woman taking the initiative to caress a man and lead sex was improper.
Eloa was braving that shame to take the lead.
"Smack, slurp... chuup..."
It wasn't that hard, yet Eloa's awkwardness screamed it was her first time.
As her lips trailed kisses downward, they reached Siu's lower abdomen.
"Eep!"
Eloa's chin bumped against his cock.
The sticky sensation on her chin startled her even more.
Feigning calm but unable to tear her eyes away, Eloa positioned herself between Siu's legs.
Her lithe body and firm, pale ass created a breathtaking view.
"Ahem, well then... I'll clean it up..."
"Where'd you learn that?"
"I... I know a thing or two... You think I'm an idiot."
Eloa took a deep breath and glared at the cock like a lifelong nemesis.
She'd sensed it was a mess when she touched it earlier.
And rightly so—it had churned deep in her sticky depths for ages before spurting thick semen.
While he'd meticulously cleaned her lower half, traces of their rough sex still clung to his member.
"It's too dirty. Let me wipe it first..."
"Didn't I say I'd clean it? Stay still."
It meant he'd taken care of her first.
That small consideration made her love him more; she wanted to do anything for him.
Even so...
"Heup..."
It was a total disaster.
Like a cat tentatively licking unfamiliar food, Eloa extended her tongue and swiped along the shaft.
"Urgh...!"
She'd expected this.
Just because their lovemaking was sweet didn't mean the aftermath would taste good.
A thick bitterness mixed with saltiness and a fishy stench assaulted her, making her hair stand on end.
"Tastes bad, right? I told you I'd clean it."
Siu gave a wry smile.
Eloa shook her head vigorously.
"No, it's... actually kinda like caviar. Leave it to me."
But recalling Sharon sucking it eagerly like it was delicious steeled her resolve.
"It might be clumsy... but please bear with me. Heup, slurp... slurrrp..."
No more hesitation—she started from the balls and licked every inch clean.
The cock twitched pleasurably with each pass of her rough yet smooth tongue.
"Hee... ee... heup... slurp..."
Eloa scraped the mixed juices of her fluids and semen onto her tongue, gathering them in her mouth.
His massive size and her small tongue meant it took time.
"Mm..."
By the end, her mouth bulged with saliva and fluids.
Her cheeks puffed like a squirrel prepping for winter as she looked up at Siu.
Her furrowed brow from the odd taste, the heavy blush on her cheeks, and her perfect angle made her look stunning tonight.
As Siu stared blankly and moved to provide a place to spit,
Eloa demonstratively tilted her head back.
-Gulp gulp
Her throat bobbed, cheeks deflating with a hiss.
She'd swallowed every drop of semen, fluids, and whatever else was in her mouth.
It was shockingly proactive—and lewd.
"How was it? I'm... pretty good at this, right?"
"Yes, you're amazing."
Proudly smiling, though her mouth corners twitched from the unfamiliar taste, Eloa beamed.
Siu held back a laugh and stroked her hair.
Her face lit up with instant happiness.
"Now, the rest too."
Eloa scooted down on her elbows.
Cradling the now much cleaner cock reverently in both hands, she began lapping at it with her tongue.
"Haah...!"
Slowly stimulating the shaft and balls, she suddenly took it into her mouth.
The angle was slightly off; her teeth grazed it, puffing one cheek.
"Chup, chuuup... slurrp..."
The sensation wasn't great, honestly.
How her uptight master even knew about fellatio was a mystery, but her technique was zero.
Her tongue worked diligently on the tip like a hard candy, but it tickled more than pleasured.
And her teeth kept catching.
"Chup... hup... chuuuup..."
Yet her eyes gazed up at him, lifted high in effort.
That insecure look paired with her earnest trying was insanely arousing.
"Slurp, f-feels good?"
"Yes, Master. It's the best."
A bright smile spread across Eloa's mouth at his words.
Everything she did was so seductive; the urge to flip her over again surged wildly.
"Master, stay in that position?"
"This position?"
Leaving Eloa propped on her elbows, prone on the bed, Siu sat up.
He'd glimpsed it when leaning back, but upright, it was even clearer.
Her perfectly shaped, firm peach that no other woman could match.
Remembering the soft, sweet flesh hidden between made self-control harder.
"......"
As if anticipating what came next, Eloa held her breath.
Siu grabbed her ass, thumbs gently parting the cheeks.
The tightly clenched globes spread, revealing her secret folds and the twitching peach tip exposed to cool air.
"...D-don't look..."
Eloa reached back, grabbing his wrist.
Her earlier confidence vanished; she reverted to a shy girl.
Siu quickly understood why.
Spreading further, her petals—meticulously cleaned by him earlier—were soaked in honey again.
"You're wet."
"Th-that's just... what's left inside leaking out..."
"Really? You're not lying to me?"
"......"
Eloa whipped her head forward.
Burying it, she mumbled in a tiny ant voice.
"T-truth is... while doing it with my mouth... I got wet... I lied because I was embarrassed for you to see..."
Overwhelming shame turned her ears—and ass—bright red.
Not even being pleasured, but pleasuring him made her gush like this.
She worried what Siu would think.
"...Isn't it too obvious?"
"Yes, a little perverted?"
"Ugh, only you!"
She glared back at his frank words.
Making her say weird things, tying her up, indulging his tastes fully...
"Haah...!"
But her bubbling indignation melted instantly.
The cock that had scorched her in waves of pleasure slid through her wet folds and penetrated.
Laying atop her trembling back, Siu grinned.
"I like women who get turned on. Can you be like that too, Master?"
Become a pervert?
There were limits to nonsense.
Absolutely not.
"What should I do for you from now on?"
"......"
After long hesitation at the immediate question, Eloa answered.
"Like earlier... until I pass out... with your cock... my, my... p-pu-pussy... pound it..."
But if it was for Siu...
She had no choice.
"...pound it..."
Feeling his startled reaction, Eloa buried her face in the blanket, unable to bear the humiliation.