Chapter 113
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 113
Chapter Title: Reward (3)
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'What... just happened?'
Vivian couldn't pull herself together properly. No wonder...
'Just now... my consciousness?'
It had been an incredibly brief moment—less than 0.01 seconds—but her awareness had blanked out entirely. And right at the instant Ian thrust his cock inside her.
'Me... losing consciousness?'
And now, a bizarre sensation no longer mere tickling—something that set off primal alarms deep in her instincts—was rising from below.
That faint 'tickle' she'd scoffed at moments ago. It spread relentlessly from where Ian's cock touched, expanding without end.
"...Wait a minute..."
That's why Vivian set down her research notes and tried to halt Ian's movements.
This was wrong. This couldn't be sexual pleasure. This chilling sense of something going terribly amiss—it couldn't be normal. Losing consciousness? Utterly abnormal. She had to stop.
But Vivian was laboring under one misconception.
'Still, so tight!'
Ian's cock wasn't even halfway in yet.
She'd thought her fingers had stretched it plenty, but they were shorter than my dick anyway, so it halted midway. Only about half was inside.
The twisting, scorching walls enveloped my cock, scraping along the ridges as it pushed forward, but the vise-like grip inside prevented a full thrust on the first go.
"...Wai..."
Vivian tried to speak, but defiance flared in me. Ignoring her, I snapped my hips upward.
Normally, her body would have lifted with my thrust to soften the impact... but Vivian had magically fixed herself in place earlier, claiming movement was uncomfortable...
-Squelch♥
"Gah...!"
Not into the loosened entrance, but ripping through unyielding inner flesh—Ian's cock plunged deeper, and Vivian spat a strangled gasp instead of words.
Ian's semen, infused with the [Regeneration] skill's properties, flowed into Vivian's depths. Bolstered by the healing from [Heavenly Touch]—naturally triggered as he kneaded her body—and its power to realign her twisted frame, it was gradually reviving her dulled senses.
Meanwhile, [Lust Absorption] amplified those faintly stirring sexual responses.
-Squelch♥
"Urgh!"
The otherworldly squeeze at the thrust's peak nearly made me cum on the spot. Writhing folds clamped my glans, peristalsis trying to expel it outward.
Plenty of sex before, but nothing gripped like this. She seemed about to say something, but gone quiet—probably fine.
Vivian, after her strangled cry, wore an expression Ian had never glimpsed. But lying behind her for anal, he couldn't see her face.
-Plunge♥ Squelch♥ Plunge♥
"....!....!...!"
Just assuming her silence meant she still felt nothing, I rocked my hips.
Her nipples had perked slightly earlier—maybe she felt a little pleasure? Seemed like wishful thinking.
Fine. Forfeit making her feel via technique. I lose. Just wrap up [Lust Absorption]. Honestly, the payoff's hyped.
-Thud!♥ Thud!♥ Thud!♥
"....!...!"
As Ian ramped up his pace, his glans raked Vivian's narrow anal walls, ridges snagging each time. She shuddered with every catch, but pinned by her own spell, Ian missed her desperate writhing entirely.
Self-inflicted disaster.
'Magic...!'
-Plunge♥
'Release....'
-Plunge♥ Squelch♥
Vivian's mastery let her cast with pure 'will.' She tried canceling the body-fix as usual, but her intent drowned in crashing pleasure waves.
First taste of ecstasy—moans stifled, her face crumbling. Half-formed gasps vanished amid slapping flesh.
Good news for her: Ian's cock hit its limit under the pressure.
-Splurt!♥ Splurt!♥
".........!"
Hot fluid flooding in further awakened her senses, gifting otherworldly bliss. Body immobile, Vivian could only endure it.
'W...well, it's... over...'
Underestimating pleasure's terror, Vivian clung to sanity. Stronger than imagined, but she'd endured.
Pull out the intruding shaft, switch methods...
-Slurp♥
"Guh!"
Post-second load, [Regeneration]-laced semen coated her insides evenly. Ian's cock rammed in anew.
Of course—he wasn't done. Fresh thrust into hypersensitive walls shattered limits, slamming ecstasy straight to her brain. Gone was haughty intellect; eyes rolled back, drool spilling.
-Plunge!♥ Stretch♥ Plunge♥ Slurp♥
All invisible to Ian.
Her 'fixed' flesh felt more like pounding a sex toy than a person. Unconsciously rougher, driven by soaring [Lust Absorption] hopes, he kept thrusting.
If it hurt or something broke, she'd speak up or block with magic. That powerhouse.
"Huu..."
I pulled out after three loads deep in her ass.
Repeated pounding left her anus thoroughly slack—even after withdrawal, it twitched, belching hot air and cum.
'Too rough?'
No reactions despite nonstop thrusting, massive [Lust Absorption] hype—probably overdid it. Anesthesia or not, ass is delicate; should've hurt... yet no moans, no protests? Status check...
Vivian: Insensitive, Sensitive, Fainted, Transcended, ?, ?, ?...
"......????"
Insensitive and sensitive? And earlier it was 'Focused'—now 'Fainted'? What the...
Yanking fully free—her ass quivered—I rushed to her front...
"Uh....mm..."
There she was: drooling, passed out.
Thankfully, she stirred awake soon after. Stared blankly a beat, then magicked me outside.
"Oof."
Not the usual gentle send-off—like being hurled trash, I tumbled into the alley by her mansion.
'Pissed?'
Figured she'd moan or magic-block if pained... Well, caught a rare sight: Vivian undone.
A bit grumpy, mildly worried for her body, but I shifted focus. Bigger priorities.
Gained experience via [Lust Absorption lv. 4] effect!
Yes! Triggered! From the 'Archwitch' herself. Max-level skill incoming?
Experience overflow. Gained maximum acquirable for [Lust Absorption lv. 4].
First message on [Lust Absorption]... wha...
'What bullshit? A limit?'
[Lust Absorption] had an exp cap? Never seen this before. How much did she have...?
Used [Lust Absorption] on out-of-spec target. [Lust Absorption] level rises to 5. Experience gain efficiency increased, existing performance enhanced. Weakens target's resistance during [Lust Absorption]. Applies positive effects to target.
[Mana Manipulation], [Mana Breathing], [Mana Detection], [Mental Reinforcement] levels rise to 6.
[Attribute Resistance], [Magic Resistance] levels rise to 6.
[High-Speed Thinking] reaches lv. 5. Magic skill casting speed increased.
[Illusion Magic] reaches lv. 5. Range and duration increased; now handles greater variety of illusions.
"Uh, um."
Cascade of messages left me speechless. Wildest growth across all prior [Lust Absorption] runs.
Skills stalled at lv. 5 hit 6 en masse; mains like [Lust Absorption] and [Sensory Block] leveled. First derived in ages.
Lv. 5 [Lust Absorption] adds solid perks; derived looks versatile in combat.
Chilliest part...
'...Hit the [Lust Absorption] exp cap—could've gained more. Damn, if I'd known, I'd begged Vivian for round two post-level-up!'
Regret stung. Even this bonanza was cap-limited.
'...Wait, maybe more possible?'
She pledged till 'Mana Oath' released... if not yet, another go?
But recalling her ejection spell, hope died.
One more? Lucky not excommunicated. Next visit, she'd slay me in rage.
Having magicked Ian out, Vivian recovered her wits. She spelled away clinging semen, then headed to the bath.
"Huu......."
Submerging in cold water instead of hot soothed her body.
Calmed, she reverted to cool researcher-mage gaze, dissecting what happened.
'My body's classic anesthesia. Yet senses revived mid-fuck.'
As a child, she'd experimented to restore sensation. Later, revolted by her lust-crazed kin, she'd severed interest to avoid their fate—no further trials.
-Splash♥
"Hm......"
In the steaming tub, Vivian eased a finger into her anus. Lingering from rough sex? Slightly agape, it took her easily... but...
"Hm."
No pleasure—just faint friction pain from tight walls. She withdrew.
Body reverted to baseline.
Likely culprits: Ian's [Heavenly Touch] or his semen.
He'd bullshitted 'lube,' but Vivian could distinguish cum from lube. She'd studied samples aplenty.
Thus, she resummoned the separated semen for inspection.
Thicker than normal, odd aroma, un-drying post-sex.
"........"
Stirring with finger, sniffing—head fogged. Sudden urge: she slid the cum-slick digit back inside.
-Squelch♥
"Eut....."
Definite difference.
Not the mind-melting bliss from Ian's cock, but that prior faint 'tickle'? Present.
Yanking it out, she magicked the semen to her lab. Prime suspect.
She closed her eyes, focusing on her heart.
-Rustle!
Weakened, but the 'Mana Oath' still gripped her heart.
Proof: request unfulfilled. Meaning...
'...One more round?'
Over 400 years sans such chill—Vivian shuddered.
'......Need countermeasures.'
One more like that, and she'd plunge into lust like her kin.
Recalling their depravity, vowing avoidance, Vivian plotted 'special training' for future Ian encounters.