First Experience Bonus

How many times had I already come? Luna's tight, greedy pussy had stripped me of every last scrap of reason. Somewhere in the middle of it my hips started moving on their own, and I dumpeded my semen deep inside her.

She looked like she'd blacked out. Moon Clan or not, weathering a first time this brutal was apparently too much even for her. I didn't let that stop me. Selfishly, I grabbed her unconscious body like a toy and kept rocking it against me.

My pleasure came first. Guilt didn't even make the list. Besides, something like this wouldn't leave any real damage. She was the finest unit in all of Solari World, after all.

The stretch of bliss that had felt like flooring it down an open Autobahn finally eased off. I caught my breath, and a new window bloomed in front of my eyes — a notice that Luna Bluemoon now belonged to me completely. It was a notice of her growth, too.

Her stats would have climbed even higher off the back of this. I looked down at her sprawled across the bed with something almost tender in my gaze, and opened her status.

Strength had jumped by twenty. Agility and Intelligence had each climbed by ten. Luck had soared a staggering sixty-five points. I went through her numbers one by one. Strength and Agility were the stats that mattered in a fight, so the fatter they got, the better — and those two you could actually feel going up.

Intelligence and Luck were a little murkier. Honestly, whenever I'd raised either of those on myself, nothing particularly dramatic had happened. If Intelligence doubled, you ought to end up twice as smart as you started, but no such change ever kicked in. Memory and calculation seemed a bit sharper, sure, but nowhere near the leap the numbers suggested.

Luck was even worse. I'd never felt a thing from raising it. In most RPGs, Intelligence feeds into mana pools or magic damage, and Luck into evasion or critical hits — and I had a feeling the Unix system worked the same way. That would explain why the gains never registered as a physical sensation.

It varied from game to game, of course, but evasion and crit damage were usually the last stop on a spec, the kind of thing you stacked after your base stats were already stuffed. Regardless, Luna's numbers being this fat was good news for me.

Her stats towered over mine, which were still crawling on the floor thanks to that pathetic Synchronization Rate. And I'd still pinned a woman like that to the bed and wrecked her. I had no idea what the hell was going on with my stamina. I even felt like I had a little left in the tank — not enough to go hunting for a brothel, but still.

I studied her pleasure-wrecked face and stroked her hair. Her body twitched. She'd come around. That recovery really was something else. With Strength sitting at two hundred, of course she bounced back fast. Maybe I could squeeze one more round out of her?

"Nngh… nn…"

Judging by that voice, unfortunately, another round was out of the question. Getting this far had probably wrung every last drop of her limits dry. The only reason a virgin had lasted this long against the Sex Mastery I'd honed playing with Sujin was that monstrous stamina of hers.

"Nnnngh…. I fainted…. I've made a disgraceful spectacle of myself."

"Nah. Lasting that long was impressive enough. You've definitely got a talent for being a slave. That was one hell of a delicious pussy."

"…… Hearing you say that is a little embarrassing. But being told I have a good pussy for a sex slave is surely a compliment, is it not?"

"The highest compliment there is. You're mine forever."

"…… Is that so?"

Luna buried her face in the pile of my flesh like it was the most natural thing in the world. Even I thought this body was disgusting, but she seemed to like the softness of it. The look on her face as she surrendered herself against me was so full of affection I couldn't have called it an act if I tried.

To be that fond of this filthy carcass… maybe that was what happened when a girl grew up without a father's love. Either way, her wanting me was an extremely convenient development.

"Hm? Master. Something strange is happening in my body."

She had her arms around me like I was a body pillow, then suddenly cocked her head, her voice startled. She'd already felt the improvement. The first-experience bonus had dumped a lot of stats into her, and the change was apparently impossible to miss.

"You can feel yourself getting stronger?"

"It's… how should I put it. An enormous change. My body feels far lighter than before. It's as if… I suddenly grew all at once."

"That's exactly what happened. Courtesy of my unique ability as a Hero."

I lied without blinking. Far simpler than trying to explain my actual ability. A Hero's unique ability was part of Solari World's system to begin with — the kind of power you picked at the start of the game.

In the lore, anyone who inherited the title of Solar Hero received a single unique ability. Those abilities were so powerful, so threatening, that even the Demon King kept a wary eye on them.

"A unique ability… so you possess a power that grows my strength, then?"

"Mine is called Power of Sex. Put simply, it strengthens whoever I have sex with."

"Ah… an ability like that…"

Having already experienced that power with her entire body, Luna didn't doubt me for a second. Not that I needed to prove anything. She was already my perfect slave; she wasn't going to question a word I said. In the original, a Hero's unique ability didn't even unlock until the late chapters.

They were so strong that unlocking one from the start would crater the game's difficulty. The trade-off was that the late game threw enemies at you that you simply could not beat without one. The final boss — the Moon Demon King — was a brutal fight even with a unique ability in your pocket.

"The reason your power jumped like this is my ability. There's a bonus when I have sex with a virgin, which is why your growth was so abnormal. You won't see another leap like today's. But your strength will keep climbing, little by little, from here on."

"If growth this absurd kept happening, wiping out the Moon Clan would be nothing. No — beyond that, I believe even dominating the entire continent would be possible."

She wasn't wrong. If I could keep stacking gains like this, ruling the world wouldn't be out of reach. Raising stats the normal way ate enormous amounts of time and effort, and without talent you could pour all of that in and still come away with nothing. Thinking about it that way, I was reminded all over again just how ridiculous Power of Sex really was.

"From now on I'll keep having sex with you. Grow your power that way, and you'll be a massive help when it comes time to take down the Demon King."

"Of course. I will serve you with everything I have, Master."

There wasn't a single bad term in the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠deal for Luna, either. She got to have great sex every day and grow stronger doing it. Of course, even with stats rising from sex, she'd still have to keep up her personal training. To make those gains truly her own, she had to move her body and put in the work.

Three weeks had passed since we'd arrived in Tellibai. About two weeks since I'd bought Luna. And of course, I'd had sex with her every single day.

My routine went roughly like this. I woke to Luna's morning blowjob. She had a genuine talent for sex. Those first attempts had been clumsy as hell, but within three days she was working my cock with a skill that wouldn't have looked out of place on a brothel girl. Starting the day with a beautiful woman's mouth around me was an enormous blessing.

After dumping a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠load or two inside her, it was breakfast. I took my mornings at the luxury inn where I was staying. Buffet-style, and true to a high-end establishment, both the variety and the quality were excellent — the best meals you could get. That said, this was still a medieval fantasy world, so the food didn't quite live up to what I was used to in reality.

After breakfast, Luna and I started training. Her main weapons were dual blades. I'd bought her the most expensive pair in Tellibai's finest smithy. The blacksmith had sworn they ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠were outstanding, and Luna had been reasonably pleased, but they didn't quite satisfy me. Still, they were the best blades I could get my hands on right now.

I planned to gift her a set of Mythic-grade dual blades later. Those were hidden in a dungeon, and I'd need them for a clean clear.

Luna had never formally learned Moon Clan swordsmanship, but she'd picked up plenty over the shoulder. As the current Demon King's blood, she had generational talent, and she'd taken those stolen techniques and made them her own.

What she was doing now was drilling those techniques into her body until they were complete. Moon Island had never been an environment where she could train, so I'd rented her a small clearing where she could practice in peace. It sat on the outskirts of the citadel, about half the size of a school athletic field — perfect for training without drawing eyes.

I didn't just sit around while she trained. I had plenty of my own work to do. I drilled my elemental skills. In the real world my ability was Light Control and nothing else, but here I could actually command all six elements. And here, I didn't have to worry about anyone watching, so I could train as hard as I wanted.

Two weeks of repeating sex and training had pushed my skill levels up another notch. Being able to wield fire, water, earth, wind, light, and darkness was an enormous advantage. Every element had a weakness — and if you could run all of them, those weaknesses simply vanished.

If word ever got out in the real world that I could command all of this, it would cause a massive stir. The problem was that even this was only a fraction of what I had. Elemental Mastery was just one of my Root Skills. I also had Time Mastery, Mentality, and Sex Mastery.

The disappointing part was that, aside from Elemental Mastery, none of the others looked particularly useful in a fight. Time Mastery was too limited, for one. Of course, the only Branch Skill I had under it so far was Time Acceleration. Unlocking more branches might change my evaluation, but in its current state the skill wasn't much of a threat.

Mentality was the same story — a single Branch Skill, Mental Resistance, and that was a defensive one. Defense mattered, obviously, but it still felt dull next to an offensive skill. And Sex Mastery wasn't an attack skill to begin with.

Taking all of that together, my class in Solari World was mage. Luna had watched me train and immediately asked if that's what I was.

A mage who could freely wield two or three elements or more was rare even in this world. The only one who really came to mind was Vandal, the mage in the protagonist's party. There were probably a few more if you dug, but they weren't common.

Lore-wise, mages were a well-respected profession here. Then again, finding a fantasy story where mages weren't respected was the harder job. Either way, with magic this strong already in my hands, I didn't see any reason to go looking for that Vandal bastard.

Vandal was a man, and he was old. From my perspective, either one of those was enough to make me think twice about recruiting him. He had both.

A mage was a critical piece of any party's power. From a damage-balance standpoint, a party stacked with nothing but warrior types simply couldn't put out damage against the enemies that showed up late. Worst case, I'd have been forced to swallow my pride and recruit Vandal with tears of blood in my eyes — but if I was a mage myself, there was no need for that at all.

When morning training wrapped, it was lunch. I usually ate at a high-end restaurant in downtown Tellibai. Pinching pennies on food was a fool's errand. Back when I'd been a dirt-broke novelist, I'd been the living incarnation of that kind of stupidity. I wasn't that man anymore.

After an elegant meal, it was back to training. We drilled until nightfall, returned to the inn, showered, and then I crawled into bed and overlapped my body with Luna's until we both collapsed.

That was a form of training too, which meant our days were packed with it from end to end. And of all the training we did, the night sessions were by far the most enjoyable.

"Ahnngh~! Hnnngh~! Nngh~! I'm coming~!"

Watching Luna bounce on top of me, slamming her hips down and pouring those sweet ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠little noises out of her throat, made my chest swell. Every scrap of pleasure she felt would become her strength. Was there any work in the world more worthwhile than this?