Absorbing the Malice
To put it simply, I succeeded in absorbing all the malice that had built up inside Dorothy over a long time and turning it into nourishment for Undine. The tentacles now seemed satisfied, retreating into my palm and vanishing from sight, and my own condition had returned to something resembling normal. However, because they had greedily absorbed every bit of petty desire and malice from the two of them, a rather rude analogy would be that they had become as docile as puppies after being neutered.
"Hik..."
Even now, I only vaguely realized it, but the sight of me actively using the tentacles to vent all those filthy emotions while taking in their lust and malice was quite embarrassing.
"Dorothy, would you come here? It's really okay now."
The mature, seductive aura she had shown while looking down at me was gone without a trace. Instead, Dorothy sat trembling, her hands covering her chest and the area between her legs. Seeing her like that forced me to recall everything I had done.
Drunk on the malice and lust that had peeled away during the absorption process, I had treated them selfishly, chasing my own pleasure without restraint. It felt like a lie that only half a year ago I used to get nervous just talking to a woman. Since Undine's tentacles could hold them exactly where I wanted and keep them from moving, I had Dorothy on all fours and pounded into her from behind while messily tangling tongues with Scarlet above. When I switched positions, Dorothy's reaction—looking like she might die from sheer embarrassment—was especially delightful.
After finishing inside each of them in turn, I would pull both into my arms, have them grip my length and stroke it up and down while I alternated kisses between them. I even had Scarlet sandwich me between her full breasts and made Dorothy lick the tip that peeked out from her cleavage. With Dorothy straddling Scarlet, I alternated thrusting into their holes, leisurely savoring the difference in how their inner walls clenched and writhed around me.
Since I only had one, I usually focused on one while making sure the other wasn't neglected—using fingers or something else. In my case, Undine's tentacles would slip into whichever hole I wasn't using, making wet, squelching sounds as they licked inside. It created an ideal scene where I could enjoy myself while making sure they both came without feeling left out.
Occasionally the tentacles would aim for my own rear or rub against their pretty, parted anal entrances, so I had to keep an eye on them, but thanks to that I was able to send them over the edge at roughly the same pace as me without needing the witch's stamina potion. The aftermath left only a pleasant, refreshing feeling instead of the usual shaky exhaustion.
One interesting thing I noticed midway was that the two of them started kissing and tangling their tongues on their own without being told. If there was already something stirring inside them, the tentacles wouldn't try to enter, and the girls seemed to have realized that being forced into a deepthroat by a thick tentacle until they nearly suffocated was worse than kissing each other.
Perhaps because of that, now that things had calmed down, they were huddled together in the far corner of the bed, fingers interlocked like close sisters, watching me with anxious, pitiful eyes. It was the sight of them trying to escape from me, which was extremely disconcerting, but at least their relationship seemed closer than before. That was something to be grateful for.
Of course, just like when I was first taken by Undine, they had been violated both above and below by those somewhat grotesque tentacles, so it was understandable they were scared right now. Even so, they couldn't say anything because this had all started from their own actions.
"Um... Dorothy?"
"Hik?"
"..."
When I reached out my palm, she flinched violently and ended up wetting the sheets beneath her. It made me realize I had gone too far. A threesome was already far from ordinary, but the sudden jump to tentacles must have skipped too many steps in between.
In the end, I consciously lowered my hand and slowly approached them. Scarlet's reaction was the most striking.
"I-I'll take care of you, so please let Big Sis rest. Ah, no... let her rest, please."
"No... it's fine. Even if Scarlet doesn't do that... I'm still... okay."
This made me look like the villain. From their perspective, their lust had been sucked out through the tentacles, so they must have had to endure pleasure and pain being hammered into their heads while completely lucid. I believed an ideal physical relationship wasn't just chasing pleasure, but one where care and affection flowed between people. Yet after vividly remembering what I had just done, I was in no position to complain.
Still, if I had to make an excuse... I had tried to restrain myself as much as possible. Like the habit I had with Yerin, I avoided choking their necks or leaving bright red handprints on their firm buttocks. And even while Undine's tentacles tried to claim another first experience from them, I desperately tried to keep myself under control. The malice in my heart tempted me to treat them roughly, as if those thoughts had always been mine, but I still prided myself on trying to keep it a normal threesome. Even if I couldn't stop the tentacles from joining in.
"Scarlet, Dorothy... could you look up for a moment? This was my fault."
"No... I'll do anything, so Big Sis shouldn't have to do any more than this..."
"...?"
Then I finally noticed something I probably should have realized earlier. Dorothy still had a slightly pained, uncomfortable expression. Her lower belly, which she had been covering until now but was now visible because she was holding Scarlet's hand, showed faint blue bruises. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, her face slightly pale, and her lower lip trembled. I had been making excuses to myself that I tried my best not to treat them roughly, but the very act of pushing myself into her tight insides while absorbing her malice had been violence.
If her malice had caused a dramatic rise in physical ability, then the opposite should have been considered as well. Fortunately, Undine's tentacles seemed to have absorbed even that pain and discomfort from her, but seeing the faint blue bruises blooming across her lower belly made my thoughts come to a halt.
"Dorothy... that..."
Dorothy could use the demon's authority together with her own ability. This was only possible because Founder had completely erased the demon's blood from her body while leaving that power intact. However, the malice left in her heart by the demon's blood hadn't disappeared, and as long as the authority remained, the malice couldn't be completely erased either. I... had probably tried to resolve that.
"I know Counselor-nim was trying to help me. And... my chest really does feel lighter than before..."
There was no helping it. I wanted to make that excuse, but the sensation of having injured someone else's body with my own will for the first time was enough to shake my previously loose sense of ethics. And it had been done to such a small, fragile girl who looked like she might break with the slightest force—inflicting violence she couldn't possibly accept, driven purely by lust. An endless wave of self-loathing crashed over me.
Until now, I had been too lenient. Everything had always worked out thanks to the people around me, so I had gone along with it, telling myself it was all good, mixing bodies with them while feeling great, and even making pathetic excuses about how dangerous it was because it felt too good. Since everyone around me liked me, needed me, and loved me, I had lived these luxurious days buried in soft female flesh, thinking it was all a reward for my hardships and that everything would continue to go well from now on. Only now did I look back and wonder if that was what I had really believed.
"Please don't make that face, Counselor-nim... I'm really okay. In fact, I was the one who was rude to my benefactor, Counselor-nim, without knowing any better... and this situation... is all my own fault."
No. That wasn't true.
"...No. Even if that were the case, I don't think we can just let this pass. Scarlet, Dorothy... I'm truly sorry. The time we spend touching each other's skin should be the safest and most precious time for both of us, more than ever before..."
Drawn to their sensual bodies, unable to resist the urge to touch them, I had easily mixed with them. Even though I knew there were plenty of ways to resist more strongly, I had accepted it, telling myself there was no choice. Before worrying about Dorothy's masturbation addiction or sex addiction, I realized that I myself had become deeply infatuated with women's bodies lately.
"...From now on, I will make sure this never happens again."
"Ah, ah..."
This time, when I lowered my head, Dorothy let out a flustered sound, and I could faintly hear Scarlet's inner grumble wondering why I was saying something like that while still half-hard and naked.
"...Since it was my first time using this ability, I ended up dragging Scarlet into it as well."
"Ah, no, that's... either way, it did feel good... I was just surprised because it was so sudden. Rather than me, Big Sis seemed to be struggling with the size, so I was worried about her."
The fact that Scarlet had been worried about Dorothy even while being thrust into from both sides made me feel deeply ashamed. I was unqualified as a counselor.
"...I'm really ashamed."
"You don't have to be. I was also overwhelmed by the malice overflowing in my heart and ended up being swallowed by it. Twice, even... so it really couldn't be helped. I know that."
She had also experienced becoming a different person in an instant, driven by the malice in her heart, just like me. And each time, I had been the one on the receiving end beneath her. That was probably why she said this, but I shook my head.
"...Thank you for saying that, but the fact that I used an unverified method without even considering the risks is my fault."
Maybe Team Leader had been waiting for me to make a big mistake like this someday and that's why she didn't come to help. No, that probably wasn't it either.
"Would you come here? I'll heal you right away."
"Only if you'll speak... comfortably again, like before."
It was a difficult request given how sorry I felt right now, but I couldn't refuse.
"...Would you come here, Dorothy?"
Since I had scared them, I couldn't approach first. Dorothy soon released Scarlet's hand at my request and came toward me, offering her bruised lower belly. I carefully stroked her soft stomach and activated Undine's healing ability. The bruises disappeared easily, but I knew they wouldn't fade so quickly from my mind.
I had finally realized that my careless thoughts and actions could lead to pain and wounds for them—for the people who were kind to me.
"Counselor-nim, who accepted my malice... was a little scary, but in the end, I felt good several times too... and I was happy because I could strongly feel that someone needed me..."
When she felt the familiar cool, wet sensation of Undine's blue liquid on my palm stroking her belly, her small shoulders trembled slightly. Even so, I could tell she was trying to reassure me. But that only made me blame myself again for what I had done to such a sincere, kind-hearted girl.
Noticing that my expression wasn't improving, Dorothy, who had been fidgeting, swallowed dryly and grabbed my wrist just as I was about to pull away after finishing the healing.
"Th-then... shall we do it now? Both Counselor-nim and I are okay now..."
"...?"
"I don't want things to become awkward between us like this..."
I couldn't immediately understand what she meant, but she kindly explained, her face slightly flushed.
"The time Counselor-nim mentioned... the safe and precious time we share with each other... that's what I mean."