Chapter 317
Chapter 317
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 317
Chapter Title: Closer to My Disciple Than Distant Love (7)
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"Siu...! Haaah... Siuuu... Heeeut...!"
How many times had she taken his seed?
How many times had she cried out in lewd voices, passing out and coming to again?
Eloa had long since given up counting midway through. Now she simply nestled in Siu's arms, savoring the bliss of being pierced by his cock.
"Master, you promised to tell me how many times you've cum."
At the moment, Eloa was joined with Siu in a position that let his glans press right up against her cervix.
Siu stood with his legs spread just right.
Eloa clung to him face-to-face, arms wrapped around his neck and legs coiled around his waist.
Siu's hands firmly supported her plump ass as he thrust his hips upward.
It was the classic standing carry position.
She hung off him like a spoiled child, taking his cock deep inside.
Eloa's build was so perfectly suited to it that it could only be called optimized for the carry fuck.
"Haa... I don't know... I don't know that...! Haaa... Haaaaang...!"
Eloa cried out in a voice that was almost a sob.
She had started out stifling her moans, but now she was letting out raw, bitch-in-heat sounds until her throat grew hoarse.
And small wonder—from two in the morning until the crack of dawn, he'd been pounding her relentlessly without pause.
She had taken his cum three times already, and even now she offered up her pussy hole to receive even more.
"You really don't know, Master? That's not true. You can't keep lying like this."
"Heut... Eut... Why do you keep making me say... such embarrassing things... Eunk...!"
Her hypersensitive cervix took a direct hit, nearly making her lose her grip on Siu's neck.
Perhaps sensing the sudden risk of falling, her pussy clenched tight around his cock.
Siu steadied his stance and bucked his hips.
Each up-and-down thrust drew a sobbing whimper from Eloa, and he found her utterly adorable.
The master who had once been so dignified, so compassionate, so elegant, so kind.
Now transformed into something lewd, vulgar, coquettish, and utterly slutty—how could any disciple hold back?
"Tell me, Master. I want to hear it."
"Heut... Hic... Hik... J-just now... the twenty... twenty-third time... Heut...! Hic... Heuk...!"
"Twenty-three times? Good girl."
Was the pleasure just too overwhelming?
Tears welled up and spilled from her eyes with every orgasm.
Anyone could tell they weren't tears of sorrow.
Half out of her mind, impaled on his cock, Eloa still responded to Siu's teasing words with lewd little twitches.
"It's... It's because you... are so intense... Heut... Haa...!"
"Won't you tell me where you came?"
Siu asked in a calm voice, not breaking his carry-fuck rhythm for a second.
Eloa's weight was surprisingly light, but still about as much as a sack of rice.
And supporting a limp, soaked rag of a woman hanging off him was no easy task.
Even for a spirit body, an hour of carry-fucking was exhausting.
But it was no problem for Siu.
Paradoxically, the spirit body that Eloa had trained for him didn't tire from something like this.
He sustained it with faint traces of mana.
"N-no... It's embarrassing...! Heut...!"
"Then I have no choice."
Siu gripped her luscious ass tight and unleashed a furious piston assault.
The RPM of his thrusting hips more than doubled, jolting her body up and down like mad.
-Squish squelch squelch squelch!
The mating sounds, once just a sticky jam-stirring slop, now rang out with obscene wet splatters.
Was it from all the nonstop sex making her gush? Or the leftover cum inside her?
Whatever the case, pussy juice sprayed everywhere.
"Kyaaaaahhh... Haaaa... Hiiiieh...!"
Already so sensitive that a mere brush against her clit made her legs quake and cum on the spot, Eloa now screamed near-screeches under the brutal pistoning.
She begged through it all.
"Haaaaah...! M-my... My pussy...! I came with my pussy...! I said it... so stop...!! Hik... Hiuk...!"
"Good job, Master."
As if rewarding her, Siu halted his movements to give her a moment to catch her breath.
Her brain felt like it was melting.
Eloa now understood exactly what excessive pleasure did to a human.
"Huu... Hik... Hic... "
Eloa trembled obediently in his arms.
Unlike men, women had no limit to their orgasms.
No matter that she was the esteemed Duke of Tiphereth and his master—she was still a female at heart.
After double-digit climaxes, her whole body was hypersensitive, as if she were perpetually on the edge.
Just having his cock inside her pussy was enough to make her cum; her inner walls wriggled without cease.
"Master, come to think of it, you only use formal speech once per session."
"Th-that... Forget it! I only did it because you like it..."
Even in her dazed state, Eloa remembered the embarrassing line she'd uttered.
How could she forget?
She had begged her own disciple—in formal speech, no less—to fuck her senseless.
Even now, after showing him every depraved side of herself, her face burned.
"Could you do it just one more time?"
"......"
Eloa went quiet, forehead pressed to the nape of his neck, as if asleep.
She was obviously deliberating.
"Please."
"......"
"Yes?"
"Heut... "
Siu slyly resumed his hip movements as he prodded.
Her pride as a master wanting to maintain dignity before her disciple clashed fiercely with her instinct as a woman to please Siu.
But in the end, instinct won out.
Drawing from the examples set by her expert assistants Periwinkle and Sharon, Eloa pieced together a phrase she hoped would delight him.
"Hah... S-Siu's cock... tastes so good... There, happy?"
Just one sentence, and her face flushed hotter than any orgasm.
She'd sweated out all the alcohol, so it felt far more shameful than before.
"Anything else?"
"...Enough already!"
Eloa unwrapped her arms from his neck and pounded on his chest with flailing fists.
If Siu hadn't reacted fast to catch her, his cock might have snapped right off.
Her legs around his waist were basically ornamental by now anyway.
"Sorry, but you're just too cute."
"...Liar. You know everything. My hair color's weird, and I'm not even that short?"
Eloa rubbed her cheek against his chest in a whiny tone.
Beating on him one moment, coquettish the next; happy, then sulky. Siu was thrilled to see these new sides of her she'd never shown before.
He should have drawn this out of her sooner.
Why had it taken this much courage now?
"No, Master, you're cute."
"...I'm not cute at all."
"You really are cute, I swear."
"...I said I'm not cute!"
"Even the way you pretend to be mad is cute."
"Ugh, I'm not pretending."
Eloa denied it vehemently.
But his relentless praise made her secretly happy, made her want to accept it. That had to be because she loved Siu.
The thought brought a sudden wave of sorrow.
This was just a dream of one happy night, after all.
Come morning, they'd pretend it never happened.
What if she hadn't claimed to be his master?
What if she'd been by his side before Sharon?
Eloa had no intention of turning her disciple into a lover or shoving aside his existing one to squeeze in late.
It might sound shameless, but she felt deep guilt toward Siu's lover from the Evergreen line.
"Siu."
"Yes, Master."
"...I'll do it."
"I'm glad."
Eloa summoned what little strength remained in her arms to pull him close again.
"Everything I say from now on is just acting to match your wishes. It's all lies. Got it?"
"Of course. Khuk!"
She hugged him so tightly it felt like she might break him—her most precious one.
Eloa fell silent for a long moment.
Then her lips moved.
"If I weren't your master, I'd want to spend nights like this with you every single day."
It was a tone of Eloa's voice Siu had never heard before.
Not her natural high pitch deliberately lowered into solemn, restrained speech.
Not the voice delirious with pleasure, nor the coquettish lilt.
"If there were no one by your side, I'd want to fill that space for you."
Unadorned.
A sincere confession straight from Eloa's heart.
"I'd want to have a baby that looks just like you..."
Siu froze like an idiot.
It was so honest, so clumsy—anyone could see it.
Eloa's confession.
"I think... I love you a lot, Siu."
Silence fell.
Heavy.
Her pure sincerity weighed terrifyingly heavy.
Even Siu, drunk on the elixir, found himself seriously wondering if he even deserved such feelings.
"Hehe."
Then came Eloa's laugh.
A triumphant chuckle, like she'd finally gotten one over on him.
"Pretty shocked, huh? Your face right now is priceless. After taking it all night, I finally got you back."
"......"
"Don't make me do this stuff anymore. It's embarrassing. Put me down?"
Siu carefully withdrew and set Eloa down on the floor.
She wobbled the instant her feet touched ground; he caught her just in time.
"Be careful."
"You're the one who melted all the strength out of my legs... What are you saying?"
"......"
Eloa had snapped back to her usual self, as if nothing had happened.
But Siu still gazed at her with conflicted eyes.
"......"
"......"
The moment their gazes met, deep regret surged in Eloa's chest.
She knew it, really.
Siu wouldn't take it as a joke.
What she'd just said was a full confession.
One that left room for enormous doubt and conflict.
Even after saying she'd cherish this night as a memory, she'd gone and tested him.
But it didn't matter.
She had decided to allow everything tonight.
For Siu.
And for herself.
Eloa shoved Siu onto the bed.
"No strength left?"
His cock, slathered far thicker now in cum and juices than after his first load, lay limp and spent.
"Master, I..."
"One more word, and I'll never look at you again."
"......"
Eloa's stern threat shut Siu up. She knelt at his feet.
"Getting all worked up over a joke? You begged me to say it first."
No need to share the bitter memories.
Just keep the good ones.
Selfish? Fine.
That was the right answer.
With that in mind, Eloa eagerly took his filthy, fluid-caked cock into her mouth.
"Chup... Chuuup... Llick..."
From the cum trapped under his foreskin to her own juices.
She swirled her tongue deep like a french kiss, swallowing every drop.
This horrific cocktail of fluids she surely would have found disgusting.
For some reason, it tasted utterly lovable now.
"Kugh!"
Siu couldn't hold back the stimulation; his cock swelled in seconds.
When he looked down at her, he startled.
Eloa's eyes gleamed with radiant pink mana as she pulled off his cock.
"Siu."
"Master...!"
"I love you. This much is true."
Eloa smiled at him more tenderly than ever.
"I form the contract."
And.
Siu's memory cut off there.