Service Depends on the Master's Whim
"Hahk. Uh! Ungh."
"Puppy, you like it?"
"Yeah! Go—ahht."
Tier, straddling my thighs, kept nibbling at my shoulders with little chomps while grinding her hips relentlessly. Not pounding away fiercely, but her subtle, teasing rolls synced perfectly with my monstrous cock, stimulating every inch of her inner walls without mercy. Drool trailed down my shoulder—clear proof of just how satisfied she was.
The moment we returned to the room, Tier had arched her ass high like always, shooting me those needy glances. I suggested face-to-face sitting position instead, and though she tilted her head in confusion at first, she followed my lead. Now she was loving it, swaying her hips in bliss. Her arms clung tight to my back, her sturdy legs wrapped around my waist with all her strength, as if they might snap. Her breasts squished flat between us, spilling out to the sides in a lewd display.
Today, as planned, we were set for some tender, affectionate sex. I leaned over her kneading head and nipped at the nape of her neck. Her limbs tightened even more around me—god knows where she found the strength—but to me, it was just adorable.
How long did we go at it like that, lost in sweet intimacy? Unlike usual, with time to spare, my senses picked up on a gaze prickling at me. Luckily, with Tier facing me in this position, her privates were hidden, so I first glanced toward the window. But only moonlight poured in, casting a soft glow over the room.
What the hell? This is the end room, right?
From what I'd confirmed, this was the last room at the end of the hall. The gaze still lingered, irritation bubbling up for no clear reason, but I couldn't let it show. If I made a fuss before spotting the intruder, I'd never catch them red-handed. I had to stay natural and pinpoint the bastard first.
"Puppy, wanna turn around for a sec?"
"Huh? Why?"
She was clearly loving the sweet vibe, pitching a tiny fit. I sighed, wriggling my lower body to lean back against the headboard pillows. If this truly was the end room, this spot gave a full view of the interior.
I'll find you and fuck you up.
Inevitably, the peeper had a prime view of Tier's tantalizing back, waist, and ass. Fury surged; I thrust up roughly without thinking.
Last service, you fucker.
I gradually channeled mana to my eyes, enhancing my vision, and scanned the room meticulously. Not the window. Not the door. Eliminating variables one by one, my mind cooled, and an absurd thought bubbled up.
No way...
With everything else ruled out, only my direct front remained. Just the wooden wall behind Tier.
Daphne's room... over there?
No way, no way—but isn't that how people get caught off guard? I scanned the wall just in case. There, in a corner hole, a pair of small green eyes gleamed.
Holy shit...
Through my enhanced sight, those green eyes were fixed unblinkingly on Tier's steadily grinding hips, motionless.
Fucking creepy.
Think about it: mid-fuck, regardless of who's watching, cold green eyes peering through a wall crack without even blinking, glistening wetly—anyone would get chills.
Splurt! Spurt!
My cock agreed, survival instincts kicking in as cum erupted. Since the shady gaze belonged to Daphne, my mind eased, and I pondered deeper. Leon's pre-party date invite and Daphne's rejection flashed back.
Did she watch yesterday too?
Didn't she say she had stuff to do today? If that "stuff" was peeping on me and Tier...
My cock swelled at the fantasy, hips thrusting fiercer.
"Heuk! Haahng! Uh!"
Daphne peeping on our fuck session? Far from bad—downright perfect. I needed to claim her anyway; this was an ace up my sleeve for the worst case. The situation amused me; my lips curled.
Might as well give her a show tonight.
Peeping's only fun with the right view, right? Tender sex was great, but for a spectator like Daphne, it lacked punch. I lifted the moaning Tier clinging to me and laid her at the bed's edge.
"Boss..."
"Hold on a sec."
Ignoring her whine as my cock slipped out, I padded her waist with a pillow and hoisted her hips into a piledriver-like pose.
"Ungh?"
Grinning at her puzzled tilt, I turned my back to the wall. Unplanned, but tonight was all about Daphne service deluxe. What I was about to do mimicked dogs mating: piledriver with the man facing away.
While Tier stared blankly at my exposed back, I slammed my cock back into her sopping, cum-frothed pussy.
Squish.
"Hnght!"
Tier cried out at the weighty thrust. But Daphne was the priority now. A peek showed those green eyes shaking wildly through the hole.
Heh. Romance to thriller mode.
To Daphne's eyes, Tier lay spread-legged toward the ceiling, while I—fully naked from the front—pounded down relentlessly. A pose impossible without a long cock, brutally obscene.
Squish! Squish! Squish!
I kept hammering while mulling my next move.
What now...
"Hak! Hauk! Kaek!"
+++
Ravina Tower, floor 6.
After some relaxed rest, our party accepted a guild quest at dawn and headed straight up. The item: gnoll fangs, for some ritual. Imagining yanking teeth from those stinking bastards made me gag.
Can't it auto-farm like a game? Fuck.
I'd subtly play up post-battle fatigue to slack off on Leon. Dizziness faded, revealing not the prior cave but a dense forest clearing.
"Even a tower's a forest at heart. Hehe."
"Yeah."
Daphne, invigorated like she'd returned home, stroked trees while looking around.
"Daphne, still a tower. Stick to formation."
"Ah! Yes. Sorry."
Unlike Leon ogling her nonstop, I reminded her of the risks, and we prepped for the climb. From floor 6 to the layer boss, gnolls had keen noses—if you scout without prep, they'd hound you endlessly by scent.
"Don't forget the scent ointment. Reapply hourly."
"Got it."
"Roger, boss."
Leon and Tier nodded; the group slathered the tree-sap ointment. Camouflage for sharp-sniffing gnolls.
"Sniff. Smells too strong."
Downside: Tier's nose was gnoll-level, so no scent-tracking from her. But in this open space unlike caves, my nickname highlight filled the gap.
"Alright, let's move."
Preps done, we pushed through underbrush. Unlike caves, floor 6 emphasized forest vibes with small wildlife and fruit-laden trees.
"We can cut rations now."
"Yeah, those and those are edible."
"Still need meat. Grilling hunted kills invites ambushes."
"Oh, right."
Still newbie party, but aware their powers outstripped the floors, tension was low compared to before. No need to crush their confidence, so I chatted along as we walked. Excluding Leon, Tier and Daphne were top-tier 5-star and 4-star chars—game-wise, they'd steamroll low levels without grinding.
Plus me guarding them solid...
Impossible to stay tense in this setup. Leon didn't count.
We advanced leisurely through the woods.
"Hold up."
Tier halted us, wrinkling her nose despite the ointment, then sniffed a roadside bush intently. Approaching, I spotted brown, stiff hairs clumped on leaves.
"Tier, we in their turf?"
"Yeah. Dog stench everywhere."
I patted her ass approvingly and sent her back. No need for her upfront with danger sensed.
Formation: diamond, unlike cave linear. Me and Tier front point, Leon and Daphne flanks covering all directions. Woods were open, no choice.
Daphne trailed my right diagonal.
Just guard right.
Praying gnolls hit left, I slowly tracked their traces.
"Woof! Woof!"
"Woof!"
Dog barks sharpened my nerves; shoving brush aside revealed three gnolls. Man-sized, reverse-jointed legs, dog heads on humanoid bodies—grotesque.
Look fucking ridiculous.
Unaware of us, they dug and barked among themselves in the clearing. Their dumb looks boosted confidence? Tier tugged my sleeve suddenly, golden eyes sparkling. I chuckled.
"What? Wanna solo?"
"Yeah."
Glancing back, Daphne and Leon looked more excited than worried—treat time. I eased their nightly battle-heat, but fighting and fucking were different. Time to let Tier vent.
Like tug-of-war with gnolls.
I nodded; Tier grinned wide and burst through the brush.