Chapter 214 Internal Cleanup -11
Chapter 214 Internal Cleanup -11
Jiha did not enter her right away but took a moment to observe her.
Lijin, her hips thrust out, glanced back anxiously.
"Jiha... hyahk..."
Lijin's chin lifted as her body trembled violently.
Jiha had leaned down and slid his tongue into Lijin's cleft.
As that squishy tongue pushed into the sensitive inner flesh, already worn raw from being sent over the edge twice by a man, Lijin's back stiffened and her calves quivered.
Tsk. Slurrp...
Jiha kneaded her legs over her stockings while leisurely enjoying the drenched honeypot.
"Kuh, kuhng... Huuup..."
Held from behind by Jiha while her inner walls were ravished, Lijin let out a feverish moan and tried to pull away.
"S-stop it... Hup. Hahng..."
Contrary to her words, her thighs and hips burned hot enough to warm his palm.
As Lijin floundered, Jiha lightly smacked her bottom.
Smack!
"Eup."
At the silent command to hold still, Lijin hesitated briefly but soon pleaded.
"J-Jiha, it feels good... hahk, hyahk... s-stop..."
It bothered her immensely that Jiha still hadn't climaxed, yet she alone was being undone again.
A sudden, dreadful fear that he might not be satisfied with her body—that she might be inadequate—began to depress her.
Yet even as her body reacted with raw honesty, it grew even hotter.
"Hyuk, hahk. Hahk. Haaa. Haaa..."
Teased relentlessly by Jiha's tongue, Lijin couldn't close her mouth and could only pant for breath.
By then, even her resistance had vanished. Every time Jiha slipped his tongue in, the flesh of her buttocks quivered, her mind threatening to dissolve in a haze of pleasure.
"I-I hate this. S-stooop. I, to Jiha..."
"I'm not throwing you away."
"Ah, eup..."
A strange cry escaped Lijin at the sudden statement. She propped herself up on the desk and lifted her chin.
Her strengthless fingers trembled faintly, while her back and thighs went rigid.
Knowing that reaction all too well, Jiha kneaded her bottom with his hand while continuing to lap at the inner flesh at the entrance with his tongue.
"Ha, hahk. Haaahk... haa..."
Lijin's breathing grew low and prolonged, and then a spasm rolled through her body from head to toe.
A short tremor that started at her chin slid down the pretty line of her neck, over her shapely breasts, across her smooth navel, then rode over her hips, clenching her cleft tight before draining out through her legs.
"Ha, haa..."
Thud.
Only when Lijin's body gave out and her upper half collapsed onto the desk did Jiha withdraw his tongue.
The cleft that had oozed honey with every lap of Jiha's tongue was now slick with an obscene, lewd sheen.
Straightening up, Jiha pushed his already heated manhood into that equally heated cleft.
As if prepared, it locked together tightly in one swift motion, the inner flesh clenching down hotly.
"Mm, huuup. Hoooo..."
Lijin, collapsed with her head turned to the side, couldn't even react to the intrusion and only panted, her eyes unfocused.
She'd felt too much; her body was incapable of immediately producing a response.
Looking down at the woman completely melted by pleasure, Jiha slowly moved his hips.
"Haa, aah. Aaht..."
Pinned down and unable to move, Lijin could only whimper faintly with each of Jiha's thrusts.
In an office full of expensive furniture, upon the desk where she had been working moments ago, he was doting on his pure-looking, black-haired secretary.
It was the debauchery of a successful man.
'I've still got a long way to go, though...'
As Jiha continued the agonizingly slow push and pull, Lijin, who had only been panting, managed to roll her eyes and look back at him.
Jiha reached out and untied Lijin's bound hair.
Black strands, reaching past her shoulders and down to her back, scattered across her white skin.
"Wear it loose. It's prettier this way."
"...Jiha."
Even with her drained body, Lijin tried to rise, but Jiha lightly pressed down on her back.
She was completely exhausted already. There was no need to force her to do anything more.
"Just rest."
"B-but still..."
A plaintive sound escaped her, and Jiha gently stroked her hair.
"I'm not throwing you away."
"..."
Lijin never spoke of her past, but considering how half-elves were ostracized and could even be killed by elves at the drop of a hat, it couldn't have been easy.
On top of that, her social skills were razor-sharp and her perception too quick for someone in her early twenties.
She wouldn't have survived otherwise. She must have struggled, always watching others, just to stay alive.
She must have quickly figured out what kind of man Jiha was after meeting him.
A man who suppresses even his own desires for the goal of overturning this world, someone who, in a way, was a kindred spirit. And she fell in love with him.
But in truth, Lijin couldn't be of any help to Jiha, who only looked toward that goal.
The women Jiha gathered were Uniques, each possessing not only beauty but also outstanding combat ability. Lijin had no strength to fight.
So, as a last resort, she tried to remain at his side by killing her own affections and finding a role only she could fulfill.
Driven by an anxiety that he might otherwise discard her.
"Why would I throw away a woman I can have anytime the mood strikes me while I'm working?"
"..."
Despite the words, Jiha's voice was gentle.
And Lijin knew this wasn't Jiha's true feeling. If he'd simply wanted that, there were other women who would have gladly opened their bodies for him.
He was saying things he didn't even mean to wash away her anxiety.
"Yes... Mmm. Please... do as you wish with me, anytime."
"Right..."
Jiha leaned over, placing his hand over Lijin's splayed one and interlacing their fingers.
Lijin, her head turned to the side, watched him do it and smiled a sad, loving smile.
"Hooo, hoooo..."
The man's thrusting quickened slightly, and Lijin's moans instantly heated up.
Yet even then, she wore a smile that hid her anxiety, eyeing him to see if he was satisfied.
Jiha tilted his head and kissed Lijin.
With each short kiss, like a bird pecking at feed, the nub below scraped and squeezed his shaft, feeling incredible.
"Mmm..."
Jiha's pace increased a little more.
He had invested time in taming Lijin, but his own selfish craving was now winding tight around his thighs and hips.
"Ah, haa. Ah. Ah... Ah..."
Thud. Shllk. Schlllp. Thud!
Each time his now-harder manhood stabbed in heavily, Lijin panted out shaky breaths through her open mouth.
Looking down at her, it somehow felt cute. So Jiha deliberately restrained his lust, pushing in and pulling out slowly.
He pressed down on the feminine body that lay on the desk, hips raised, pierced and crying sweetly. When he thrust up, the inside clenched down tight.
"Eung, hooong..."
Jiha subtly shifted the angle, deliberately lowering his hips and thrusting upward as if lifting Lijin's bottom from the desk, and her voice changed.
"Ha, hahk! Hyup..."
At the unfamiliar signal breaking the pleasant, steady rhythm she'd grown used to, her body woke up again, breaking out in a sweat.
The honest reaction of her feminine body. Her feet in their high heels flexed vertically, hips lifting.
Pressing down on her hips as she tried to flee the strange new angle, Jiha stabbed upward once more.
"Huuup. Hoooooong..."
Lijin let out a long, feverish moan, and not knowing what to do, she shook her head back and forth.
Summoning strength from somewhere, she tried to push herself up with shaking arms, bracing against the desk.
Slap!
But that resistance crumbled the moment Jiha drove his hips in powerfully.
As the man plunged deep inside in a straight line once again, Lijin's body went limp and she cried out sweetly.
"Haa, aah. Haaht..."
Watching her sweat-slicked body, the pure-looking college-student secretary trained to his liking, a feeling of satisfaction washed over him as his manhood began to burn.
Jiha abandoned technique, covering Lijin's body with his own and thrusting repeatedly.
He pressed down on her round bottom, grinding against her inner walls with circling hips, then thrust in and pulled out.
"Ha, haaa. Aaah... J-, Jiha."
Pinned under Jiha, Lijin panted sweetly, shaking her head.
The moment he idly nibbled her quivering pointed ear, her breathing turned ragged.
"Ha, hahk. Ah, no. No..."
The moment Jiha's soft lips licked the sensitive base of her ear, Lijin's body flared with heat again.
Driven by the anxiety that she would be the only one to go over the edge again, Lijin wrinkled her nose, trying to hold on.
Schlllp. Slurp. Thud! Shllk!
Jiha hugged her tight and pounded into her fast.
Holding her sweat-slicked body tight in his arms, he pushed his stone-hard, sensitive manhood into the nub-filled honeypot, his breathing growing rough.
"Ah, J-, Jiha. P-please. Give it to me... Give it to me..."
Realizing that the man was finally aroused, the woman pleaded fervently.
Words tumbled from her in a mindless rush born of relief that she could finally satisfy the man, a craving to receive his seed, and a woman's selfish greed.
"Fuuu, fuuuu..."
Indulging in the tightening sensation, Jiha began thrusting his hips frantically.
The animalistic desire to sow his seed deep inside a female he'd bound so she couldn't escape filled his mind. He focused solely on pushing in and rocking his hips.
Unconsciously, Lijin blurted out that Jiha was absorbed.
"Ah, aah. I-I'm so happy... Uh. Huung... Hahng, haaaa. Aaah. Aaaah!!"
A powerful clenching sensation, like squeezing a tube of toothpaste from the bottom to the top, rippled from deep inside her all the way to the entrance. The man who had been holding back finally spilled his seed.
Splurt!
But even as he savored the peak of pleasure, Jiha opened his mouth and bit into Lijin's neck.
"Kuhng, huuup..."
At the direct Bloodsucking, Lijin let out a sweet sigh and her body trembled even more.
The man spurted his seed, urged by the tight clenching of her inner flesh, but grew healthy again as he sucked her blood.
Directly biting a woman normally drove her into a heat state, but biting her just as he sent her over the edge pushed her into an even greater pleasure.
Not a short burst of ecstasy, but a long, prolonged one that continued uninterrupted for several minutes.
No woman, once she'd tasted this, could defy Jiha.
She would only long for him to do it again, to seek her out again.
The woman's toes inside her high heels and the fingers held captive by Jiha curled tightly as she kept panting helplessly.
"Ah, haaht. Haaht... Haaaang. Haaa."
Sucking Lijin's blood wouldn't increase his Mana. Jiha had bitten her purely to drive her over the edge, to completely tame her as his woman.
"Uhuhng, huuung. Hooo..."
She didn't even have the presence of mind to close her mouth as she panted out sweet breaths, a little drool spilling out.
It was a shameful display the tidy Lijin would never otherwise show, but under the pleasure of receiving Jiha's seed while being bitten, she could do nothing else.
She could only drown in the ecstasy.
Jiha, too, was submerged in the satisfying pleasure of his prolonged ejaculation before finally pulling his mouth away.
Looking down at the quivering feminine body lying beneath him, a man's satisfaction welled up.
"Fuuuu..."
As Jiha slowly withdrew his manhood, spasms ran from Lijin's thighs up to her hips.
Watching that reaction, Jiha flopped down into a chair.
"Haa, haaa. Haaaa..."
The sight of his secretary's back as she lay on the desk she worked at, legs spread and bottom thrust out, brought a visual sense of conquest.
The honey trickling down her black stockings and the traces of him that slowly leaked from the woman's cleft were satisfying too.
"Ah, haaaa..."
Even after Jiha withdrew, Lijin couldn't move and could only gasp for air.
Sitting in his chair and savoring the sight of the feminine body unable to recover from the climax, Jiha spoke.
"Come here."
"...Yes."
Staggering, Lijin somehow pushed herself up using the desk.
Every movement looked as if she might collapse at any second, her body completely without strength, but the desire to respond to Jiha's words overrode everything, and she approached, even as her legs trembled.
"Ah..."
When Lijin stumbled forward, about to fall, Jiha caught her with his hand.
As Lijin opened her mouth to thank him, Jiha pressed down on her head. At his touch, Lijin knelt, not understanding why.
"Do it."
"...Ah."
Though he had clearly just climaxed, Jiha's manhood was still standing erect. It was thanks to sucking her blood, but a look of self-reproach clouded Lijin's face.
Kneeling before Jiha in his chair, Lijin touched the hard shaft with her hand and slowly bowed her head.
She didn't care that it was soiled with the man's semen and the woman's honey. The only thing driving her was the desire to satisfy Jiha.
"Good..."
Her movements were still clumsy, though she had done this before, but they were commendable.
Jiha stroked the head of the black-haired secretary who was meticulously licking his manhood clean, then casually asked.
"So, what should I do? Shall I go to another woman now?"
"..."
Lijin, who had been cleaning Jiha's manhood and trying to satisfy him, looked up at him blankly.
Jiha silently stroked her flushed cheek.
After hesitating for a long while, the pure-looking secretary slowly opened her mouth.
"...Please reward me more."
As the woman's face revealed the honest truth that she, as a woman, wanted to be loved by Jiha, he smiled with satisfaction.
At last, Lijin had broken down and revealed her true feelings to him.
"Since you've become honest, I'll spoil you."
She was completely his woman now.