Chapter 186: Side Effect (3)
Chapter 186: Side Effect (3)
"I shouldn't bite your cock, should I?"
"…I'll give you blood separately, so absolutely do not bite down there."
She was saying some truly terrifying things.
Iona giggled at my horrified reaction.
"Don't worry, don't worry. I'm just joking. …By the way, looking at it up close, it’s actually kind of cute!"
"This is…?"
"Since Student Yandel gave me his impressions after seeing my pussy earlier, it's my turn now!"
As she spoke, Iona playfully tapped the tip of my glans.
It wasn't that I particularly wanted to hear her thoughts… and I wasn't sure if being called 'cute' was a compliment for a dick…
For a moment, I felt a strange sense of lingering discomfort, but seeing Iona gripping my member with both hands because one wasn't enough, I quickly regained my confidence.
"Do you want to take a closer look?"
"Hmm?"
"You've been fiddling with it like it's some curiosity for a while now."
"Mmm, mmm. No! It’s fine! Seeing how hard it’s become, you’re in quite a hurry too, aren't you, Student Yandel? I can look later; for now, first… Hahmm."
Iona suddenly took my cock into her mouth.
Her body temperature was somewhat low. I could feel the sensation of her soft lips and tongue, along with her fangs tickling the sides.
Her blood-red eyes, looking up at me with her jaw stretched wide, curved into crescents.
I answered her silent, teasing question by lightly stroking her hair.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Professor."
"Hngh!"
Blinking confidently, Iona began to move her mouth slowly.
Sluuurp… chupa.
It goes without saying, but Iona’s fellatio was awkward beyond belief.
The way she looked up at me with my cock in her mouth was great, but her neck was stiff, and she barely used her tongue.
Above all, she didn't take it in deep, which left me feeling a bit unsatisfied.
Since it was her first time, it was only natural.
In the first place, fellatio is more about mental stimulation than direct physical sensation.
…But for some reason, a ticklish pleasure was rising from my nether regions.
What was this?
Perhaps she liked my expression, which showed a mix of confusion and excitement, because Iona began to move more aggressively.
"Mmph… hngh."
Naturally, the pleasure intensified the more she moved.
I don't usually like teeth touching me, but right now, the sensation of her fangs grazing the edges of my cock felt like a perfect seasoning.
The kind of seasoning that scratches exactly where it feels good and heightens the excitement.
The impulse to pin Iona down and plow her mercilessly clashed in my head with the desire to keep receiving this blowjob.
Something was strange.
I was fine just a moment ago… but I had become incredibly sensitive the moment Iona put my member in her mouth.
It was as if her bodily fluids were an aphrodisiac…
"Ah."
Charm.
The Charm she usually suppressed was now radiating from her in waves.
Since I was already feeling horny, it was only natural to react strongly to even the slightest stimulation.
So, in short, while Iona’s fellatio was amateurish, she herself was a walking aphrodisiac.
"Schlurp… hehe."
I tapped the top of Iona’s head as she triumphantly wrapped her tongue around my cock, enjoying my reaction.
"Professor… stop. Let's stop here. We still have the main event left."
"Nuh-uh. Nuh-uh."
Iona shook her head with a playful hum.
"Are you planning to go all the way like this?"
"Mhm, mhm."
Seeing how well I was reacting, did she want to take the momentum and make me blow a load?
"It feels good, but at this rate, I don't know when I'll actually finish…."
"Mmph?!"
Had I accidentally muttered my thoughts aloud? Iona began to lightly pat my thigh with her fist.
"Ouch… if you're going to be like that, I have a plan of my own."
I reached down and firmly gripped both sides of Iona’s head.
I gave the puzzled Iona a smirk and continued.
"You're the one who wanted this, so don't complain too much."
Then, I forcefully pulled Iona’s head toward me.
"Mgh… gh-ack?!"
Iona’s eyes widened in shock as she felt my glans thrust deep into her throat.
Her eyes were wide open, small tears forming at the corners, and her throat pulsed incessantly as if trying to push out the foreign object.
My cock, already sensitive from the Charm, throbbed as it poked around her insides.
I whispered softly to Iona, whose eyes were darting around.
"I was going to be a bit considerate since it's your first time, Professor… but I couldn't hold back anymore."
"Ugh… hngh…."
Ignoring Iona’s voice, which sounded like a sob because her throat was blocked, I began to move my hands in earnest.
"This is all your fault, Professor!"
"Mgh-hngh!"
"How do you expect me to wait when you're radiating Charm this strongly!"
"Hngh… mgh!"
"How could I possibly hold back!"
Despite the sudden irrumatio, Iona didn't offer much resistance.
In fact, she opened her jaw as wide as possible, being careful not to let her long fangs graze me.
How long did I spend thrusting into Iona’s throat?
As the sensation of ejaculation crept up, I reflexively pulled Iona’s head in deep and cried out.
"I'm cumming!"
Splurt, spurt…
Quietly, as if pouring it down her throat. But it was a long, heavy release.
Only after squeezing out every last drop did I slowly lift Iona’s head.
"Uwaa…."
It was only after meeting Iona’s dazed gaze—her face a mess of saliva and tears—that I realized what I'd done.
Did I get too excited…?
While I was internally panicking, Iona wiped her face with magic and let her lips curl into a smirk.
"Do you know something, Student Yandel?"
"Ye-yes? What?"
"Charm doesn't create emotions that aren't there. It simply amplifies the affection and desire you already have. That's why succubi are all beautiful and barely wear any clothes."
"Uh… is that so…?"
I nodded blankly, wondering what she was getting at.
Iona’s dark red eyes sparkled as she continued.
"It's true that I'm not suppressing my Charm right now, but I didn't radiate it any stronger than usual, you know?"
"…Huh?"
"Heh? Is that so? So the Charm felt stronger to you than usual?"
Iona crawled toward me on all fours and whispered into my ear.
"How was it? How did it feel to wantonly violate your favorite Professor Iona?"
"……."
When she put it like that, it suddenly became embarrassing!
A surge of stubbornness rose within me. Instead of honestly admitting it was amazing, I grabbed Iona’s buttocks.
"Hic!"
"Well… I think I'll know for sure once I try the bottom half too."
"Hngh, hngh. So that's how it's going to be? Fine! I'll do as you wish, Student Yandel!"
Iona sat up straight and pressed her hips firmly against my lower body.
It was the same posture as when she had first snuck into the infirmary. But the difference now was that we were both naked.
Squish.
The flesh of Iona’s pussy pressed down on my groin. It was a sensation softer than any other part of her body, accompanied by a stickiness that was either saliva or love fluid.
My cock, which had just finished ejaculating, sprang back to life in an instant. If I twisted my hips just a little, I would slide right in.
However, Iona hesitated for a moment and glanced at me.
"You know, it's a bit funny to say this now, but…"
"Yes."
"Vampires have a slightly different form of appetite and sexual desire compared to other races. So some people don't put much meaning into this sort of thing, but…"
"But you're not one of them, Professor."
"Mhm, mhm. Part of it is because my constitution changed, and part of it is because I've spent more time with humans than vampires… so… what I mean is…."
I chuckled and answered before she could finish.
"So, giving your 300-year-old virginity to me wasn't a light decision? It's okay. I know."
"Huh?"
I placed my hands on Iona’s waist as she stared at me blankly.
"I know… so let's both take proper responsibility for each other."
"…Okay."
Nodding, Iona lifted her hips.
With one hand, she spread her pussy, and with the other, she gripped my cock to aim.
After fumbling a few times to find the right spot, Iona slowly lowered her hips.
Squelch.
The sensation of forcibly prying open and entering the small vaginal opening. Even though only the glans had entered, her insides constricted powerfully.
"Haaah…."
As if that didn't matter, Iona continued the insertion. The space was cramped, but thanks to the saliva and love fluid, I managed to squeeze in.
The sight of Iona’s pussy swallowing my member right before my eyes, and the tightness felt from the tip, were immediately converted into pleasure.
As I was slowly sliding deep into Iona, I suddenly felt the tip hit a barrier. And then—
"Agh!"
Iona let out a short scream and dropped her hips all at once.
My cock was swallowed to the root. A small amount of blood flowed from the junction.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
"Mmm? No, not really. I've dealt with far worse pain while fighting. It's just…."
"Just?"
"I just thought… that a day like this would really, truly come."
Iona said this as she stroked her lower abdomen, where my cock was buried.
Her eyes seemed to be looking at something far away.
She was probably reminiscing about her past and getting sentimental… but I didn't quite like that.
I lightly slapped Iona’s butt.
Spank.
"Hngh?! What was that for, Student Yandel!"
"Right now, only look at me. Only feel me. Only think of me."
"……."
Iona stared at me with her mouth agape for a moment, then nodded with a mischievous smile.
"I get it. You want me to do this, right?"
Squish.
Iona began to move her hips.