A New Level of Shame
"Hurry... Just get it over with...!"
Right now, I was lying on a sofa in the drawing room of the Therion estate.
My arms were pinned down by Seraphina's single hand. My shirt was torn open, exposing my chest, while my trousers and underwear had been pulled down together, left hanging uselessly around my knees.
She licked her lips as she stared down at me. Her hot breath brushed against my skin, sending a sudden, burning flush through my body.
Even though I had a girlfriend, Lilithe, a powerless nobody like me could do absolutely nothing in this situation.
It was obvious I couldn't overpower Seraphina, and the artifact clamped around my neck prevented me from putting up any real resistance.
I couldn't even call out to anyone else for help.
All I could do was squirm weakly, stare at the stains on the ceiling, and pray for this ordeal to end as quickly as possible.
Resigning myself to my fate, I gently closed my eyes.
"Hngh...?!"
"...?"
Both Seraphina and I froze in surprise.
A high-pitched whimper had suddenly escaped my lips.
"W-what? What is this...?"
I couldn't understand what was happening to my own body.
I tried to assess the situation.
Seraphina had brought her face close to my chest.
A thin, silvery thread of saliva stretched from her lips—which had been ravaging the inside of my mouth just moments ago—directly to my nipple.
To put it simply, Seraphina had set her sights on my chest and put her mouth over it.
And the moment her tongue brushed against my nipple, my hips had arched reflexively, and I had let out that embarrassing sound.
...Wait, what? Did I seriously just make that sound just from having my nipple touched?
"Oh? Well, look at this... ♥"
Seraphina seemed to realize what had happened as well, nodding slowly.
Her eyes narrowed, and she licked her lips once more before flashing a sly, wicked grin that was entirely unlike her usual self.
Even someone as dense as me could immediately tell what that smile meant.
"W-wait...! D-don't—!!"
Slurp... ♥
"Hngh...!"
Before I could even finish my sentence, Seraphina's lips clamped down on my nipple.
She began to work her tongue with the same relentless, teasing motions she had used inside my mouth.
For some reason, my nipples were insanely sensitive. I felt the tight suction of her soft lips and the sticky, wet drag of her tongue all at once.
To make matters worse, while one of her hands kept my arms pinned, her free hand moved to my other nipple, pinching and rolling it in circles.
The unprecedented wave of pleasure made my back arch, and a pathetic groan escaped my lips along with a trail of drool.
I was utterly bewildered.
Why is my body reacting so sensitively?
As far as I knew, men didn't usually feel pleasure from this area.
Even if it did become an erogenous zone, that was only supposed to happen after a long period of training and conditioning.
And in both my past and present lives, I had never once touched my own nipples like this...!
Yet, they were as sensitive as if someone had spent years carefully developing them.
Suck, suck, sluuurp... ♥
Regardless of my inner turmoil, Seraphina kept suckling greedily.
All the while, her eyes remained locked onto my face, devouring my reactions with a wicked gaze.
Damn it. As humiliating as it was, I had to admit it.
I was feeling pleasure from my nipples.
So much so that my shaft, which hadn't even been inserted yet, was already weeping clear, sticky pre-cum as I writhed under the overwhelming sensation.
I wasn't the only one shocked by this absurd revelation.
"Haah... haah... I can't believe it... To think you had a side like this."
"To react so beautifully... I didn't expect this at all, but my goodness... ♥"
As if she truly hadn't anticipated this, Seraphina's face was flushed red with unexpected excitement.
She rubbed her lips against my chest, flicking and pinching each nipple with her tongue and fingers.
"Ngh...!"
Another high, youthful moan slipped past my lips.
Seeing this, Seraphina smiled with absolute satisfaction and leaned in closer.
"I heard it's incredibly rare for a man to feel pleasure here..."
"But to think such a sweet, melting sound would come from your mouth."
"Fufu... You might have a much more lewd body than I thought... ♥"
"Or did you perhaps pleasure yourself like this when you were alone?"
Straddling me in a cowgirl position, Seraphina brought both of her hands to my defenseless chest.
She was no longer pinning my arms.
She probably felt there was no need to anymore.
And indeed, just by pinching my nipples, she had me so overwhelmed with pleasure that I couldn't even think of resisting.
"Haah...! Ah... Hngh...! S-stop...!"
Her delicate, soft fingers rolled and teased my chest.
My body shivered, completely surrendering to a pleasure a male shouldn't be feeling.
Because it was my first time experiencing this sensation and this kind of play, my mind was completely blank, leaving me utterly exposed and disheveled beneath her.
"Ah... You look so lovely right now, I can't take my eyes off you... ♥"
"If I could, I'd record this entire scene with a magic projector..."
"It seems this is your first time too... Does that mean even that bitch Lilithe hasn't seen you like this?"
"...Thinking about that... Fufufu... Oh dear... I really can't hold back anymore. ♥"
I didn't even notice when she had stripped, but her exposed lower half was now hovering directly over my erect shaft.
For some reason, her underwear looked far wetter and more soaked than usual.
Still tormenting my nipples, she slowly began to lower her hips onto me.
N-no...
My body was already refusing to listen to me because of the pleasure.
If she inserted it now...!
"N-no...! St— Mmph!"
Mwah... ♥
Suck... slurp... chu... ♥
My futile cry of protest was instantly cut off by her lips.
Her tongue plunged deep inside, swallowing my groans and stealing my saliva.
At the same time, I felt a warm, tight sensation.
My shaft was swallowed whole by her warmth.
Squelch, squelch, wet squish...
Her lower mouth began to move greedily, swallowing my length as if it were already second nature to her.
Yet, she didn't stop caressing my nipples, her fingers moving in lewd, rhythmic patterns.
She stared intently at my face, which was twisted in pleasure, all while keeping her lips locked onto mine.
The combination of familiar pleasure and this newly discovered sensation assaulted my body simultaneously, leaving me unable to think straight.
Even though my arms were free now, I couldn't muster a single shred of resistance.
My hands, which I tried to raise to push Seraphina away, went limp from the sheer ecstasy before they could even touch her, falling uselessly back onto the sofa.
Perhaps sensing the desperate intent in my weakly twitching arms, she finally pulled her lips away from mine.
A breath of fresh air rushed into my lungs, clearing my pleasure-addled mind just a fraction.
But I quickly realized that she had only stopped kissing me to pursue another target.
Her lips, glistening wet with saliva, parted slightly as she lowered her head toward one of my nipples.
Slurp... suck... sluuurp... ♥
"Hngh...! Haah... Ah... Haaah...! Ah, ah...!"
Seraphina began to suckle on my nipple without mercy.
The wet, squelching sounds of friction filled the drawing room.
No longer blocked by her lips, my mouth let out a non-stop stream of shameful groans.
I tried to cover my own mouth with my free hands, but it was useless.
Watching my struggle seemed to light a fire under Seraphina, and she accelerated both the suckling of my nipple and the grinding of her hips.
No.
I'm going to cum.
I'm really going to blow.
Even though she had milked me dry multiple times before, I wanted to avoid it this time.
If I climaxed like this, it would mean reaching an orgasm through a part of my body I had never even touched myself.
Somehow... it felt like my last shred of pride would be completely shattered.
Suck, slurp, suck... ♥
Squelch, squish... wet squelch... ♥
Unfortunately, the pleasure consuming my body showed no signs of stopping.
No.
No...
No...!
Spurt, spurt, splurt... ♥
My hips arched violently once more as my lower half began to spray thick, white fluid.
At that exact moment, Seraphina wrapped her free arm tightly around my waist and gave my nipple a sharp, playful bite.
Like a broken faucet, my shaft pulsed and shot out another consecutive wave of semen mid-release.
Whether it was the lingering afterglow of the pleasure or the sheer exhaustion of the release—or perhaps both—I collapsed back onto the sofa the moment it was over, slipping into unconsciousness.
Pulling her mouth away from my saliva-slicked chest, Seraphina looked down at my spent, twitching body with a face more ecstatic and flushed with lust than ever before.
And so, my first climax from a completely foreign source of pleasure came to a shameful end.