Chapter 781
Chapter 781
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 781
Chapter Title: Two Masters (3)
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Physical contact with another person produces two major effects.
One is lust.
If massive breasts that could cover your entire face gently press against your nose while delicate hands carefully massage your erect shaft, getting hard is only natural.
The other is comfort.
A sweet, dessert-like body scent and soft skin bring on a languid drowsiness. Even Si-woo, the conqueror of the bed in his usual state, might unwittingly nod off in this cozy embrace.
"There, there~ Good boy?"
Dorothy Esthetic was the type who focused intensely on the latter.
There was no obligation or burden to make her partner feel pleasure. No need to shake her hips or put in effort just to feel good.
All you had to do was lie there like a corpse, entrusting your body without a thought. Then, a gentle Dorothy's voice whispered above your head, while endlessly soft handiwork stimulated your cock from below.
Effortless pleasure. Overwhelming maternal love that would indulge every single whim.
It was the perfect care for Si-woo, whose mental energy was utterly depleted from extreme fatigue.
"Hehe, want to feel even better?"
A faint trace of mana flowed out, and the stimulation grew even smoother.
In his half-dazed state, he couldn't tell exactly, but it seemed she'd ghostly pulled out the love oil from beside the bed.
-Slick... slick... slick...
With oil added to Dorothy's already soft hands, the clinging sensation skyrocketed fivefold. And this exquisite pressure.
It gently rubbed the sensitive parts of his cock just enough to feel good without being stifling. Yet it didn't force pleasure or push toward ejaculation.
The kind of intensity where you could cum if you wanted, or drift off to sleep without cumming if you chose. His eyelids grew heavy on their own.
"Wow... This is really... so comfortable... I might fall asleep..."
"Oh? Shall I sing you a lullaby?"
Dorothy chuckled tenderly at Si-woo's drowsy, hypnotized tone.
"You can shoot out that white milk nice and hard, then sleep refreshingly~ Or just pass out like this. Either's fine."
"Isn't this too one-sided in my favor?"
"It is~ But that's okay? I'm your mistress, after all—call me anytime and use me however you like."
Even amid the heavy languor and drowsiness wrestling within him, no was no. Si-woo suddenly spoke up.
"Please don't say that."
"Hm?"
Dorothy had been enjoying the way Si-woo's mumbling tongue brushed her nipple.
"Lady Dorothy is precious to me. Not some mistress or local wife."
She froze at his suddenly serious words.
"......"
It sounded like something muttered in his sleep. And indeed, Si-woo was half in a dreamlike haze.
As far as Dorothy knew, Si-woo wasn't the type to spout sweet, lip-service flattery to women.
Despite his Casanova-like history with women, he actually shied away from such sugary words.
So words slipping out in a moment of impaired senses rang with even greater sincerity. It felt like a sucker punch straight to the heart.
"Seriously~ You look so innocent, yet you toy with a woman's heart like it's breathing."
"Pardon?"
"If you spring something that joyful on me out of nowhere~ I might just get so touched I cry."
After dropping a bombshell like that, how could Dorothy not want to do even more for him?
"Hehe."
Dorothy briefly lifted Si-woo's head from her thigh and propped it on a pillow instead. Then she stripped off her clothes and underwear, snuggling right up to his side.
"Slurp..."
This time, she pressed against his torso and began lightly licking his nipple with her tongue.
Easy to overlook, but nipples are erogenous zones for men too. A soft, squishy stimulus like a tongue could draw out real pleasure.
As she teased his nipple with her handjob, the pleasure swelled a bit larger, and Si-woo cracked his eyes open.
"Lick, slurp, slurrrp."
What he saw was Dorothy, cheek pressed to his chest, beaming as she flicked her tongue.
"Lady Dorothy, you're beautiful."
"Really~? That makes me happy."
Words he wouldn't normally say out of shyness flowed easily now, thanks to his drowsy state. Honestly, less flattery and more raw truth spilling out.
"Smack, smack... muah..."
Dorothy pursed her lips, showering kisses across his chest as she continued the teasing.
His cock swelled fuller and fuller.
"Ngh...!"
Without holding back ejaculation on purpose, Si-woo reached the brink far quicker than usual.
Normally, Dorothy might tease, 'Want to cum already?' 'No patience at all, huh~?' and restrict it playfully. But not today.
After all that lip service, she had to cooperate with his restful respite.
"Gonna cum?"
"Yeah, ah..."
One more, and he'd black out.
Even with that instinct screaming, Si-woo desperately answered. It felt incredibly good, with the promise of deep, satisfying sleep. Drowsiness poured in like he'd taken sleeping pills, sharpening only the sensation in his cock to a peak.
Just as he felt ejaculation truly imminent.
-Schluck!
"Ahn... Too big..."
The hand's grip gave way to sticky, mucous warmth enveloping him.
Startled awake, he saw Dorothy squatting over him, having taken his cock inside.
Her intent was clear. Lending her body for his pleasurable release.
-Squish! Squish!
Still that demonic texture. Clinging stickiness wrapping every nook and cranny of his cock like mucus.
Sticky heat squeezing out pleasure with pressure. A famed pussy evoking a succubus hidden behind a mask of loving motherhood.
-Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
"Use my pussy... as your post-jerkoff cleanup. Cum a ton inside, okay?"
Dorothy, offering her pussy for the ultimate finish after the handjob.
Not even for her own pleasure with deep thrusts. Just perching the sensitive glans at her entrance—easiest spot for stimulation—and snapping her hips.
With Dorothy's grinding waist like pounding rice cake, the pleasure maximized.
"Guh!"
"There, haht... Good boy... So sweet~ My Si-woo... Hnng..."
-Spurt! Spurrrt!
His twitching cock spasmed, spraying white baby batter into Dorothy like a broken faucet.
Her inner walls plastered white.
"Haa... So hot..."
Dorothy let out a hazy sigh, savoring the sensation. Her half-lidded eyes quivered at the hot flood filling her.
Passing out after such a refreshing climax was only natural for Si-woo.
2.
Not a creampie directly at her womb entrance, but an injection at the tip, so the mana amplification didn't fully trigger.
A faint boost did occur, but for Dorothy—body already aflame—it wasn't satisfying enough.
But that was fine.
Today was one of those days she oddly wanted to pamper him endlessly.
"Sigh~ Way too handsome for your own good."
Dorothy wiped Si-woo's messy cock clean of fluids and oil with a towel.
She meticulously dressed him in his underwear and clothes, tucked him under the blanket, and planted a kiss on his forehead.
"By the way... Duchess?"
Rising, Dorothy spoke as she stood. A rustling came from the corner of the room.
"Didn't peg you for such a wicked hobby. I noticed you hiding—come out."
"......"
"Running now won't help? Caught red-handed."
"Don't slander me. I just happened to witness it and couldn't find a chance to leave."
The figure emerging from the shadows was Eloa.
She'd come to finish tomorrow's meal prep and sleep beside Si-woo, only to stumble upon Dorothy about to get intimate—and ended up watching.
"Oh my...?"
Dorothy was inwardly surprised.
Truth be told, she'd sensed Eloa from the start.
But she hadn't imagined it was for voyeuristic reasons.
The Tiferet Duchess was a bounty hunter with years of feats under her belt, and Dorothy was, well, a bounty. She'd assumed it was just surveillance to protect her vulnerable disciple from attack.
Otherwise, a witch of Eloa's caliber wouldn't get caught peeking by Dorothy, right?
"......"
Yet Eloa's demeanor upon revealing herself was off.
Like someone caught sneaking snacks? Or squirming like the pot calling the kettle black?
Dorothy's sharp instincts flared.
No way, no way...
She could hardly believe it. The famously upright duchess had a voyeur fetish!
"Duchess, you're quite the perv~?"
"Sh-Shut your mouth..."
Eloa lacked the razor-sharp aura from their last meeting. Just the pitiful look of a woman with her weakness exposed. Even her shoulders trembled faintly.
Dorothy flashed a bold smile.
"Does Si-woo know about this?"
"......"
"He'd be shocked if he found out? The great Tiferet Duchess... with that kind of fetish."
With Eloa showing such clear guilt now, Dorothy had been half-doubting even as she probed.
Voyeurism was immoral. As far from the righteous Tiferet Duchess as Earth from the Moon.
So she prodded a bit more.
Excited by the juicy discovery, Dorothy approached Eloa step by step. Eloa retreated hesitantly with each one.
"No way you were secretly touching yourself while peeking, right?"
"N-No...! I wasn't...!"
Eloa couldn't muster a proper rebuttal. Despite Dorothy's apparent rudeness, she just backpedaled in flustered defeat.
Dorothy was convinced. Like catching a rat while the ox backed up—she had the Tiferet Duchess's weakness firmly in hand.
"I-I'm leaving now. So..."
-Thud!
"Where do you think you're going?"
Dorothy pinned Eloa against the wall with a sly grin. In this moment, 23rd Hierarchy or Tiferet Duchess meant nothing.
"Hehe, what if Si-woo finds out his master has such~ a kinky hobby?"
"...Ah..."
Eloa froze solid, unable even to swat away Dorothy's hand stroking her cheek.
Whoa, up close like this, the duchess is adorable!
So thinking, Dorothy mused.
"What should we do about this~?"
"Are you... threatening me?"
"Me, threaten the duchess? Of course I'll keep it secret. Just... do as I say. Got it?"
A bit disappointed at not getting her own hot session with Si-woo for once, but thrilled at this fun new development instead.