Erotica Sells Too Well (3)
“Wh-what's this?! When did I ever drug you with Orc Aphrodisiac and fuck you, Young Master Rian?! If anyone's fucking, it's you who fucked me raw like a beast!!!”
“What are you talking about, Topaz?”
I shrugged innocently, playing dumb.
“The heroine in Childhood Friend Rape has blonde hair, but yours is brown.”
“Don't play coy with me!!”
Topaz shoved the crumpled book right in my face. The page that happened to be open described how “the blonde childhood friend has a cold demeanor, but her expression softens only in front of the protagonist.”
“Everything except the hair color is me!! No, more importantly, what's this Orc Aphrodisiac?! What kind of twisted fantasies do you have running through your head every day to come up with a word like that?! Young Master Rian!!”
“So, you didn't fuck me?”
“I didn't fuck youuuu!!!”
Topaz screamed, her ears turning beet red to the tips.
“I told you!! If you fucked me, you fucked me, but when did I ever fuck you?! What?! Okay, sure, I might've said stuff like that once or twice, but that was all because you ordered me t─”
Her words cut off abruptly there. Realizing she'd let it slip, Topaz's ears flushed crimson.
“What did you just say?”
“...I d-don't know!!!”
She knew damn well, but was pretending otherwise. Her face gave it away.
Alright then. Time for some proof.
Click—I pulled out the recorder from the drawer and hit play.
‘...Y-yes..♥gasp?!.♥...Y-Young..Master..♥...I fucked you!..Sorry♥..ngh!..For being such a..lewd maid..!♥’
Topaz's voice poured out from the recorder. Not her usual sharp, icy tone, but something sweet and melted, dripping with arousal.
“Kyaa...KyaAAaAaK?!!”
Topaz clamped both hands over her ears and shrieked.
“A-are you insane?! Young Master Rian?! When did you even record that?! Delete it right now?!”
“Even if I deleted this, I've got tons more.”
Click—
‘Young Master..♥hic..♥hic....M-more..please..♥...There..harder..Hyaa!!..ngh..!!♥’
“Aaah! Turn it off!! Stop it!!”
Click—
‘Hic!..!sob..ngh!♥....St-stop..please stop!.....hic..!♥My..my head..feels weird..♥’
“Stoooop iiiit!!!”
Topaz lunged to snatch the recorder, but I just laughed and held my arm high over my head.
Flail, flail—! She stretched desperately, but height difference was height difference. No way she could reach.
“G-give it here! Gimme that!”
“Nah.”
“Y-Young!! Master!! Rian!!”
Hop! Hop! Now she was jumping in place, but still no dice. Instead, her maid skirt fluttered with every leap, flashing those healthy, toned thighs.
'Truly, my personal dopamine dispenser.'
I smirked, curling my lips, and Topaz ground her teeth before yelling.
“Y-you...pervert!!...You taught me everything from A to Z when I knew nothing, and now you tease me with it!!!”
Topaz glared at me with teary eyes.
I admit it. In a world without any dirty concepts, Topaz had been pure as snow.
'You want me to be your personal onahole? What's that? Your exclusive what now?'
So I taught her everything, step by step. Watching this cold, prim maid peel away layer by layer with each lesson had been my greatest pleasure all this time.
“But you loved it, right?”
“Young Master!”
“Or did you hate doing it with me, Topaz? Should we stop from now on?”
I put on a slightly sad face as I said it, and Topaz panicked, her mouth opening and closing repeatedly.
“...N-no...Don't say it like that...”
Her fiery rage deflated in an instant, her eyes starting to waver anxiously.
In the brief silence that followed, Topaz was the one who waved the white flag.
“U-ugh....I-it was...”
“What?”
“Y-you heard me!..I-it was good!! Doing it with you!!”
Topaz screamed, covering her face with both hands. Peeking through her fingers, her cheeks were fully flushed.
“Good girl, Tomazo.”
“T-Tomazo?! It's Topaz!! Call me Topaz!!”
“What's wrong with calling a masochist a masochist?”
“There's everything wrong!! First off, why am I a masochist?!”
“You ask why...”
Time to prove it, naturally.
Whoosh—thud—I yanked Topaz's wrist, pulling her onto my lap as I sat in the chair.
“Eek—!”
Losing her balance, she toppled right onto me, naturally straddling my thighs. Her maid skirt rode up, teasingly exposing the pale skin of her inner thighs.
“H-huh...?”
Topaz blinked. It took her about two seconds to register that she was perched on my lap, my arm around her waist, our faces mere inches apart.
“Wh-what..are you doing!..L-let go!..Young Master...”
Where had that screaming fury gone? Her voice was tiny now, eyes darting away.
This was it.
“This is why you're a masochist, Topaz.”
She yelled and nagged endlessly at a distance... but get physically close, and she shrank like a kitten.
“Th-this..and being a masochist..what's the..connection...”
Smoothly—my hand cupped her chin, forcing her gaze to meet mine. Her pupils shook like there was an earthquake.
“Topaz.”
“...Y-yes.”
“If you read it, you'd know—the important part in that novel isn't the Orc Aphrodisiac, right?”
Yeah, the aphrodisiac was just a prop. The real key was elsewhere.
Smoothly—my thumb brushed her soft lower lip.
“Th-then!!...Wh-what is it..that's so important...”
“What else? She starts off hating the roughness... but later begs for it herself.”
Topaz's breath hitched for a split second.
Rustle—rustle—Meanwhile, I stroked her hair, letting the neatly pinned brown locks cascade over her shoulders.
“Y-Young..Master. N-no, right?”
“Huh? No what?”
“...This is the study.”
“I know. Should I lock the door?”
I whispered into her ear, lips brushing close. My breath on her earlobe made her shoulders quiver faintly, her body heat rising fast.
And then...
“....”
In the silence, Topaz nodded.
Click—The study door's lock echoed through the room.
“...Y-Young Master. Promise me one thing.”
“Sure, what?”
Topaz looked up at me with dewy eyes.
“...Don't write about what we do today in your novel.”
She was so damn cute, it was killing me. Worrying about that in this situation.
“Hey, if you don't promise, I won't do it with you!”
“I promise.”
With that, I gently lifted her chin and pressed our lips together.
Mmwah—
“Ngh..mmph..♥”
Topaz squeezed her eyes shut, shoulders hunching. But far from pulling away, she parted her lips just a bit.
'If this isn't masochism, what is?'
My tongue slipped through the gap. Hers hesitated, then timidly entwined with mine.
Mmwah! Mmwah!
The wet sounds of our tongues tangling filled the quiet study.
“Mmph!..Haa..!?♥..Sniff..mmwah!..Ngh..♥Haa..haa..♥”
As the kiss dragged on, Topaz's breaths grew ragged. Her fingers clenched my shirt hard, yet her lips pressed deeper.
We kissed until we were gasping for each other's air, right to the limit.
Smmmwah—♥
Just before breaking, I lightly sucked her lower lip and released. A thin silver thread stretched between us, then snapped.
“Haa..hyaa..Young..Master...”
Topaz clutched my collar with half-lidded eyes. Her icy facade had completely crumbled, panting heavily.
A scene no one in this world could see... the ultimate one I'd crafted just for myself.
“Alright then. Time to strip.”
“...S-suddenly saying it like th-that..!!”
“Want me to do it? I was thinking of buying you a new maid outfit anyway... might as well rip this one—”
“...Eek!..F-fine!..I-I'll..do it myself!!..R-real pervert...”
Shh—Topaz's trembling hands untied the apron strings.
Click—click—One by one, the maid dress buttons came undone, revealing glimpses of white skin through the black fabric.
Shhh—
The dress slipped off her shoulders to the floor.
“Hnnngh...”
Her underwear was a plain white camisole, no lace or frills... but that simplicity contrasted her flawless pale skin, radiating raw eroticism.
“....”
“...Wh-what are you staring at so quietly for?! ...You going silent like this makes it even more embarrassing! Say something!!”
Topaz clutched her camisole, trying to cover her chest. But the more she pressed her arms together, the more her breasts bulged between them, exposing even more.
“Just... you looked so beautiful, Topaz. Couldn't help staring for a sec.”
“K-kh!”
She bit her lip hard. Even that reaction was adorable, so I reached out, grabbed the hem of her camisole, and pulled it up.
Shh—
“Hyat—?!”
The fabric lifted, finally baring her breasts completely. They didn't show much under the maid dress... but naked? Spectacular.
Twitch—twitch—!
Atop those heavy mounds stood pert, light-pink nipples.
Squeeze—
I cupped one breast. It deformed softly in my palm, squishing under the pressure.
“Hnngh..!♥..Ngh..!...Nnn!!..Y-Young..Master!!♥”
Topaz glared at me with teary eyes. Embarrassed? Turned on? Probably both.
Obviously, nipple training didn't exist here either... so I'd cultivated her sensitivity myself. My very own SSS-grade nipples!
“Looks like you took good care of them, just like I taught.”
“H..hnngh..d-don't know!!”
I didn't even need to ask—this diligent maid would've tormented them nightly as instructed.
I pinched a nipple lightly between thumb and forefinger, twisting.
Scritch—! Scritch—! Scritch—!
“O..♥..Ooh..!?..♥..Ngh..!Khnn..!♥..Y-Young Master..kh..when are you gonna..st-stop..♥..Hngg..!♥just playing..with my nipples!!♥”
“Until you answer me?”
“Hiih!..♥Wh-what..answer?!♥”
“Did you manage your nipples like I taught you?”
I pressed my thumb into the bud, drawing tiny circles.
Press—press—squiiiish—
“Kh..khh..A..hyaa..!♥”
Her waist twisted wildly, unable to bear the pleasure.
“Answer.”
“A..khnn?!!♥..R-real..!!♥Y-you know..and still ask!!..Y-yes..!!♥..I did it!♥..Just like..you taught♥!..Ev-every night..rubbing my nipples!♥..Kh..!Made them..s-sensitive!♥”
“Good girl.”
Pat—pat—
With that, my hand slid lower.
“Hyat?!..♥..Y-Young Master..n-not there..!!♥”
She tried to clamp her legs, but I'd already wedged my knee between her thighs, holding them spread.
“...Haven't even touched down there yet, and you're soaked?”
Pat—pat—
As a reward for her good answer, I softly tapped her drenched pussy with my palm. Topaz leaned her forehead on my shoulder.
“Khhh!!..Haa..!..Y-Young..Master!!♥..Hyaa?!”
Grip—
I was at my limit too. Grabbing the backs of her thighs, I laid her back on the desk. Papers crumpled under her ass with a rustle.
“Topaz.”
“...Wh-what..♥”
“I'm putting it in.”
Short silence. Topaz squeezed her eyes shut, lashes trembling faintly.
Then, in a tiny voice:
“...Y-yes...B-but..slowly...please..go slow..?”
“Of course.”
And—
Squish—!!
“─────────────!!?!♥♥♥”
I thrust my cock in to the hilt in one go.