Chapter 69: A Prepared Bitch Eats the Dick (1)[R-18]
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 69: A Prepared Bitch Eats the Dick (1)[R-18]
After being squeezed dry from both ends by Ian’s "rape" climax...
Slurp—! Shlurp—!
I was currently sucking Ian’s cock while he stroked my head.
"Shlurp!... You... slurp!... You son of a bitch!... slurp!... You horny... bastard... raping your... childhood friend...!"
"...But you liked it."
"Shut... shut up!!"
"Aaargh!! Ow! Ow!! Evelyn, that really hurts!!"
"Hmph..! ...That’s what you get for raping me... lick—..."
Even as I said that, I was worried by Ian’s scream, so I gently licked the spot I had bitten with my tongue.
...Because the bad one is that bastard Ian, not his cock.
"No, I told you... It wasn't actually rape, it was 'Gratitude Sex' for your sake... hic...! ...O-okay. Don't bite."
"Shlurp... haaa... If you keep talking nonsense, I’ll really bite it off, okay? ...And who told you to stop stroking my head? I told you I’d report you for rape if you didn't stroke it properly, didn't I?"
"...Yes, ma'am."
As soon as I said that, Ian’s fingers began to weave through my hair again.
Rustle— rustle—
Unlike when we were having sex, the sensation of him stroking me gently, as if handling a fragile object, sent shivers through my entire body.
"Ha...! ...Hng... nnn...!"
Feeling how much Ian cherished me through my very skin, I couldn't hold back my moans.
"...Hng... Hey... Hu-hurry up and... tell me you like me...."
"I like you, Evelyn."
"Hey... Not like that... Say it with some actual emotion..."
"You're so cute I could die... I love you, Evelyn."
"Ugh.... haaa.... Hmph!... Seriously... you're a total rapist bastard!... shlurp!.... I'm only... letting you off... because it's me!.... slurp!... slurp!... This is... seriously an arrestable offense... You know that... right?"
"I know..."
"If you know, then why... shlurp!... haaa... hng...! ...Th-there!.. Stroke me more!.. ha.....! hng!... haaa... shlurp—!"
"Yeah, but Evelyn."
"What... what... mwah!"
"...Is my cock delicious? You're sucking it so hard."
"What are you talking about... slurp!... Don't talk nonsense. shlurp...! I'm just cleaning my living dildo so it doesn't get dirty, okay?"
Yes, that was all it was.
It was absolutely not a gesture of gratitude to 'His Majesty the Cock' because the sex felt so good.
Mwah—
"I like you, Evelyn. I really, really like you."
Then, Ian gave a small smile and kissed my forehead.
'...I love you too... you... son of a bitch!'
Just so we're clear, I definitely haven't given up on that bastard Ian.
In fact, this round of sex made it certain.
Even if it's Ian himself, he cannot break my heart.
But just a little...
Just a tiny bit...
Since I have to graduate from the Academy anyway...
I guess it's worth 'considering' staying as sex partners until then...
Even if the world ends, me giving up on Ian will never happen!
"Evelyn."
"What."
"...I'm about to cum."
"Shlurp...!... haaa... You idiot... seriously.... Where... do you want to cum..."
"...On your face."
"Hah...? Why the face, of all places?"
If he sprays it on my face, it's a pain to clean up. It would be easier if he just came in my mouth...
"...Because you're so pretty."
"Ngh!!... You crazy bastard...!... Why would you... want to ruin something pretty!"
"Because I want to mark this pretty face as mine."
"Ha, haaa?!!... Wh-who... is yours! Yours!!... Hmph!... You're just... a sex partner... don't... act like... a boyfriend!"
"...Is that a no, then?"
"Uuuugh....!!"
It was a hassle, but seeing Ian’s expression like a puppy caught in the rain, I couldn't say no.
Slide—
Eventually, I sat up, knelt, and closed my eyes.
"Tsk. Ju-just hurry up and cum! But if you spray this, you're the one wiping it off!"
"Got it! You're the best, Evelyn!"
"Ha! ...Whatever...."
Slap— slap— slap—
I slightly opened one eye at the sound of Ian masturbating right in front of me.
"...hng...! Evelyn!... Evelyn...!"
Seeing Ian masturbating while calling my name made my uterus grow hot again.
"Ngh!!... I'm cumming!"
"...Ah!... Aaaah—"
I opened my mouth wide and cupped my hands under my chin so that Ian’s precious semen wouldn't spill.
'That's right... think only of me... while picturing only me... because... I'll do... everything you want...'
Spurt—! Spurt—!
"Ngh...! ...hng...!"
Ian’s semen, erupting violently, covered my face.
It was simply amazing that so much semen could come out even after he had already finished earlier.
'Are all men like this...?'
Well, I didn't care about other men's ejaculation volume, nor was I interested.
After all, the only man in my life was Ian.
"Phew..."
"...Are... you done?"
"Yeah."
"....Hmph!"
Slide—! Slide—!
As I stroked his cock with my hand to squeeze out the remaining semen from the urethra, the tip of his cock twitched cutely.
"...You really came a lot..."
"It's because you were being too lewd, Evelyn."
"Wh-what are you saying...! Seriously!... Fine, just wipe it off already..."
"Okay..."
Sliiiide—
Then, Ian used his finger to swipe the semen off my face, gathering it in one spot...
"Open your mouth."
"Haaa... I knew... you'd do this.... Aaaah—"
Slurp— shlurp— Gulp!
'It's bitter... ♥'
...He really was a hopeless childhood friend to the very end.
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[Author: Galactic Dirt Spoon■] = [Helen Redrose]
[Sob sob A poor Gallery-ite's dinner for today...jpg][7]
(A picture of food that looks incredibly expensive and delicious even at a glance.jpg)
(A picture of a damn expensive wine with a difficult name.jpg)
Is this about average for a dirt spoon?
Anonymous(74.801): Fuck you.
ㄴGalactic Dirt Spoon■: Hmph ㅠ Why the sudden insults?
Pyeolkwaelkwael■: Does this fixed-nick even know what poverty is? ㄷ Is she retarded? ㄷ
ㄴAnonymous(69.199): She's just someone who enjoys getting attention like this anyway, just block her.
ㄴGalactic Dirt Spoon■: ㅠㅠ Isn't this really considered poor?
Pyororing Pyoryuring■: Well, it's a decent enough dinner.
ㄴGalactic Dirt Spoon■: Right? This is exactly the dirt spoon average ㅜ
"She's always humble-bragging..."
It wasn't just about posting food pictures.
In the pictures Galactic Dirt Spoon■ posted, luxury goods were always subtly placed in the corners.
...And always with the logo facing the camera.
"What exactly is she lacking?"
If she were just moderately wealthy, I could understand her showing off in the Gallery.
She'd want attention, but in reality, there would be many people much richer than her to brag to.
But Redrose.
Along with Blue Tulip and Yellow Pansy, they were one of the Three Primary Colors Families, a daughter of a mega-merchant family that boasted wealth equal to the Imperial Family. Why was she playing around so gloomily like this?
"I really don't get it..."
Especially since Helen Redrose was even the top of the 2nd-year class at the Sacred Academy...
Simply put, she was a true golden spoon who had both talent and family money.
"...."
But there was nothing I could do.
Honestly, I hated seeing it, but she hadn't broken any blocking rules.
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Master!
At that moment, a smile naturally formed on my face at the comment notification sent by Yuris.
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): Yes, my bitch.
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Master! Master!
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): What? What's up.
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Hehe... I just wanted to call you... This bitch is so happy thinking about seeing Master tomorrow.
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): Hahaha, isn't it because you're thinking about getting fucked by Master rather than just seeing him?
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Ah... hehe...
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: No... To this bitch, seeing Master is more important than sex...
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): Really? Then no sex tomorrow.
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Ah.... Ugh...
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: (Link)
(A picture of Yuris's soaking wet pussy.jpg)
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: That... I only need Master... but... this bitch's pussy says it can't survive without Master's cock...
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): Hahaha, then it can't be helped. I'll have to punish that bitch's lewd pussy.
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Hehe... Yes... Please punish my lewd pussy...
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): But wait... You just masturbated earlier, and it's that wet again?
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: But... whenever this bitch thinks of Master... the water just keeps coming out...
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): Haha, and when do you think of Master?
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: Always... hehe...
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): Then that means you're always wet ㅋㅋㅋ
ㄴDivine Power Vessel■: That's right... I'm in trouble because I'm wet every day. At this rate, I might really have to start wearing diapers...
Seeing the comment, I briefly imagined Yuris wearing a diaper.
'Pass.'
It was a pass.
"Beloved saints. Thank you for gathering here again today."
Yuris had begun the service, but her mind was entirely elsewhere.
'Master! Master, where are you!'
While naturally scanning the congregation as if looking at the believers, Yuris spotted Ian and beamed.
'Aah!... It's Master!'
Seeing him moving his fingers while looking down, he was probably on the Gallery.
'Uuuu... Master! Please look at Yuris! Master!'
Zzzzt—
As Yuris glared at Ian with intensity, pouring all her feelings into her gaze...
"...."
'...Ah! Master!'
As if their hearts were connected, her eyes met Ian’s.
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): Hahaha, bitch, you're going to burn a hole in Master's face.
ㄴAnonymous(89.74): Focus on the service for now, and when it's over, go wait in the confession room.
When Yuris answered with a nod, Ian gave a slight smirk.
'...Haaah!! I love Master so much!'
Scribble— scribble—
Having finished the service perfectly without a single mistake as ordered, Yuris entered the confession room and waited for Ian.
Click—!
'Ah! Master!'
And although the Master she had been waiting for entered...
"...I have something I wish to confess."
"...?"
Yuris tilted her head at the unexpected statement.
'...It's definitely Master, right?'
From the voice and the fact that he entered the side for the confessant rather than the listener, it was definitely Master.
...But if Master wanted to confess, it was also a bitch's role to listen.
"...Please speak. Lady Ellis forgives all."
"This is a truly blasphemous thing to say... but I have ended up harboring lustful desires for a Saintess Candidate."
"Ah... I-is that so...? For reference... which... candidate...?"
"She is a very beautiful person with pink hair, golden eyes, large breasts, and a scent of milk coming from her body..."
"...B-beauti...ful....! H-hmmm!... I... I see...! ...Th-that... is quite a problem... dear believer..."
"Indeed. What on earth should I do? Even after coming to the church, I can think of nothing but wanting to fuck that Saintess Candidate. Even now, my cock shows no sign of going down at the thought of her."
"A-ah...! hng...! In the... holy... chu... church... th-those... thoughts... are not... good... But.... since... men... can't help it... when it... builds up... h-how about... tr-trying to... talk to... that... Saintess Candidate?"
"...."
"...."
"...Bitch."
"...Yes, Master...."
"I'm going to fuck you, so come out."
"Yes, sir♥"
Thump— thump—
Licking her lips with a lewd smile, Yuris opened the door of the confession room.