I Met Her First... Mid-Grade Spirit Undine
Casanova's thick lips slowly covered Undine's tiny mouth.
Sluuurp, chuuu...
At first, Casanova merely pressed his lips against hers in a brief, gentle overlap, enjoying her light response, before gradually increasing the pace, sucking greedily at her mouth.
"Mnh... chuu... ♡"
With her eyes squeezed shut, Undine surrendered herself entirely to his embrace. Like a baby bird waiting to be fed, she did nothing but savor the taste of his lips. Casanova pulled her fragile body flush against his, devouring her mouth in a ravenous, relentless kiss.
Saliva escaped her small mouth, trickling down her neck and pooling at her collarbone. What had started as a simple brushing of lips had transformed into a violent, consuming kiss, as if he meant to swallow her whole.
"Phew..."
After feasting on her lips for what felt like an eternity, Casanova pulled back with a rough gasp and looked down at the spirit in his arms. Undine, who had been lost in the sensation with her eyes closed, gently traced her own lips as if mourning the loss of his warmth, then looked up to meet his gaze.
Finding her gaze utterly adorable, Casanova leaned down once more, burying his face in the crook of her neck.
"Mnh..."
Seeing him cling to her like a child, Undine stroked his back soothingly, yielding her body to his whims.
Lick, lick.
He licked her firm yet cool neck, his tongue sliding lower as if determined to taste every single inch of her body.
Tracing down her collarbone, his tongue slowly descended toward her chest, finally halting at a pert, swelling mound. Undine's nipple, protruding shyly as if asserting its presence, welcomed his tongue.
Without a word, Casanova slowly swiped his tongue over the bud. The sensation of her nipple being pushed aside by his hot, wet tongue sent an unimaginable wave of pleasure rushing through her.
"Ah...! ♡"
Slurp, slurp.
Teasing her, he obsessively licked the nipple before swirling his tongue around it in playful circles. Swaying back and forth like a reed in a windy marsh, the bud soon stood rock-hard, glistening wet with his saliva.
Ceasing the direct torment with his stiffened tongue, Casanova began tracing light circles over her areola with the very tip, gauging her reaction.
Normally, a spirit like Undine wouldn't feel any physical stimulation. However, Casanova had long since used his mana-infused fingers to "mark" various parts of her female form. As a result, every single feminine zone on her body had already become hyper-sensitive.
"Don't tease me... lick me more..."
Amused by her slurred, pleading tone, Casanova let out a low chuckle. He opened his mouth wide and bit down hard on her nipple.
"Hngh!!! ♡"
Undine arched her back in startle. Ignoring her shock, Casanova began to ruthlessly torment her nipple to his heart's content.
He nibbled on her nipple with his front teeth while flicking the very tip of his tongue against the center of the bud. Caught between the sharp pressure of his teeth and the agonizing tease of his tongue, Undine was utterly helpless. She could only clutch at his head, her body writhing in sheer ecstasy.
Undine was forced to admit it: she could never escape the pleasure Casanova gave her.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry...
Without knowing exactly who she was apologizing to, Undine repeated the silent plea in her mind over and over, all while melting into the sensation of his tongue.
Peeking through half-lidded eyes, Casanova marveled at her reaction. She had her eyes squeezed shut, gritting her teeth to hold back her moans. Seeing her derive such intense pleasure while still trying to maintain a shred of resistance only made him crave her more.
While squeezing her breast and teasing her nipple with one hand, Casanova freed his other hand to slowly caress and knead her soft curves.
Her firm yet cool flesh was incredibly addictive. He caressed her soft, supple abdomen, savoring the texture, before slowly sliding his hand down toward her pussy.
"Ah... hah... no..."
"It's fine. Why not?"
Casanova's large hand cupped her mound, slowly teasing her.
Gulp.
Her throat felt parched. Undine swallowed hard and barely managed to squeeze out a response.
"I... I don't think I can hold back... my noises..."
Ah, so she's admitting she can't resist my touch. Suppressing his surging desire for dominance, Casanova slowly rubbed his palm against her mound.
The intense heat of his hand stimulated her damp, hidden cleft, causing it to flush hot. Recognizing her master's touch, Undine's pussy slowly began to secrete sweet juices. As his palm rubbed against her, a wet, squelching sound began to echo.
Squish, squish, squish...
"Looks like a flood started somewhere..."
At his teasing remark, Undine's face flushed a deep, bright crimson. Curling his fingers into a claw, Casanova slowly began to scrape against her sensitive folds.
The thick fingers brushing against her entrance, teasingly close to slipping inside, drove Undine to the brink of madness.
"Haaah... huuu... ♡"
Watching her slack-jawed, drooling expression as she focused entirely on the pleasure pooling in her groin, Casanova smirked. He slid his fingers straight inside.
Her thoroughly drenched passage welcomed his fingers with open arms.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
Her tight walls clamped down on his rapidly thrusting fingers like a vice, her vaginal muscles pulsing and squeezing as if determined never to let him go.
Curving his index finger, Casanova began to vigorously scrape her vaginal walls as if digging into the earth. The rough, scraping sensation sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her brain, forcing a loud cry from her throat.
"Hyaaaah... ♡ Ah, haaaah... ♡"
Her tongue lolled out as she cried out like a wild beast. Her hands trembled violently, her body completely at the mercy of his finger-play.
"Still not enough, is it...?"
"Hah... haaaah... I'm gonna die... no..."
As Undine pleaded in her slurred, breathless voice, Casanova smirked wickedly and abruptly pulled his index and middle fingers out. The sudden withdrawal dragged a fountain of her sweet juices out with them.
"Hyaaaah! ♡"
"Now, let me serve you for a bit, Undine."
"Serve...?"
In response to her question, Casanova leaned down, opened his mouth wide, and took her entire mound into his mouth.
With her plump mound filling his mouth, Casanova slowly closed his jaw. Nibbled gently by his teeth, her resilient flesh bounced back like a sponge cake, maintaining its remarkable elasticity.
Slurp, slurp, slurp.
Sucking her mound into his mouth, Casanova drank from her as if quenching his thirst at a mountain spring. The intense suction combined with the slight, thrilling pain of his teeth sent a rush of pure ecstasy through Undine. Though her body thrashed, she wrapped her arms tightly around his head, pressing him closer to keep him from pulling away.
"Haaah... haaah..."
Breathing through his nose, Casanova continued to suck greedily at her pussy.
"Hngh— harder... bite me harder...!"
At her request, Casanova pulled his mouth away.
Pop!
Her highly elastic flesh let out a distinct popping sound as it slipped from his lips, showcasing its unique springiness. Glistening with a mixture of his saliva and her own juices, her mound revealed her clitoris—which Casanova had spent over four hours shaping and teasing—standing proudly erect.
Looking up at Undine, Casanova slowly nipped her clitoris with his teeth.
"Ah..."
Undine's hips trembled. Meeting Casanova's intense, burning gaze, she nodded frantically, urging him on. Casanova began to nibble on her sensitive bud, biting down just hard enough to make her feel as if he might bite it off.
As her tiny pearl was pinched and twisted between his teeth, Undine's eyes rolled back, and she gushed another wave of fluid. Casanova lapped up the escaping juices with his tongue, all while gently tugging on her erect clitoris with his teeth.
"Hyaaaah! ♡♡♡"
As Casanova pulled his head back as if to tear it away, her clitoris stretched along with his movement.
"It's gonna rip... it's gonna rip off! ♡"
"Isn't this what you wanted?"
Casanova asked, lightly grinding his teeth against her bud. Undine shook her head frantically, trying to push his head away.
"Hyaah! No, let go, I'm going crazy...!"
"Hahaha, so cute..."
Amused by her pleading, Casanova opened his teeth and released her. Finally freed from his mouth, her clitoris remained swollen and firm.
Casanova straightened up, rising to his full height. His rock-hard cock stood proudly, its tip glistening with pre-cum as it showed off its impressive size.
Barely recovering from his intense teasing, Undine could only stare blankly at his massive shaft. She could almost smell the sweet scent of his pre-cum.
"Now, how about I fill your sloppy little pussy with my seed before we head back...?"
"Ah... your seed... ah...! I really shouldn't..."
Remembering her spirit core, which had already begun to turn a dark, murky color, Undine's face lit up at the mention of his semen, only to fall back into a worried frown as she slowly backed away.
The depression and sadness that had plagued her earlier had long since been chased away by Casanova's touch, but her conflicted feelings were still far from resolved.
On one hand was Casanova, who had looked after her and Sein without asking for anything in return. On the other was Sein, her childhood companion with whom she had left her village, the first one to hold a place in her heart.
She knew that once she accepted Casanova's cock inside her, there would be no turning back. Realizing this, Undine slowly retreated, trying to escape his clutches if only for a moment.
But Casanova was not about to just stand by and watch.
"Don't worry. We don't have to put it inside."
"We don't...?"
"Among humans, there's a practice of pulling out right before releasing and spilling it outside. Wouldn't that solve the problem?"
"Outside..."
Thud.
Backing away, Undine felt her back hit the solid wall. Trapped against it, she swallowed hard as Casanova slowly closed the distance between them.
"Just think of this as the absolute last time."
"Even if you choose Sein in the end, he'll absolutely love it if you do what I taught you."
"Casanova..."
To say such things even after witnessing Sein badmouthing him... Undine couldn't help but think how mature Casanova was. The "education on service" he had drilled into her had thoroughly warped her perception; in her eyes, Casanova was now a saintly, generous man who was willing to compromise on everything.
Of course, if she actually went back and did those things to Sein, she would likely be branded a whore and slapped across the face instantly, but Undine had no way of knowing that.
As Casanova admired her glistening pussy, his ears caught a faint, dragging sound along the ground.
Lost in the throes of pleasure, Undine was too disheveled to notice anything. Casanova wrapped his arms around her firm body and nibbled on her ear, focusing all his senses on the sound.
The dragging sound wasn't coming from deep within the passage, but rather from the direction of the camp. A wry smile spread across Casanova's face as his suspicions were confirmed.
Is that bastard crawling all the way here?
There was no other explanation. Sein must have woken up, realized everyone was gone, and gritted his teeth as he crawled all this way to investigate the faint moans echoing through the cave.
Casanova pondered how he could exploit this situation.
I could hand the magic stones to Undine, tell her to prepare for the contract, and let that clueless bastard fly into a blind rage when he arrives. That wouldn't be a bad option...
But on second thought, that carried too much risk. Undine's heart was still wavering. If she took the stones and immediately handed them over to Sein, all his hard work would go down the drain. Casanova shook his head.
Then should I just fuck her like a dog right in front of him?
Undine, currently drowning in pleasure, would panic at Sein's sudden appearance and try to deny everything. Sein, witnessing the scene, would undoubtedly grit his teeth and shower them both with curses and insults.
However, that would be far too damaging to Undine's fragile psyche. Even if Casanova comforted her afterward, it would be a massive pain to repair her mind if Sein's verbal abuse completely broke her.
Casanova needed a way to protect Undine's feelings while ensuring Sein suffered maximum torment. His resentment toward Sein—who took everything for granted while secretly sharpening his blade—had grown. It was about time Casanova brought this tedious game to an end.