Irene & Ellis (3)
The best time to seduce a woman is right when you're comforting her. Not that I'm saying you have to be a nice guy. In professional terms, it's the "swinging bridge effect." When you're psychologically anxious, you mistake that tension for love. It'd be even more effective on Ellis, who already likes me.
'Or maybe not?' I looked at Ellis, who let out a sigh.
Swinging bridge or log bridge, who cares. As long as I get to Seoul, any road will do. As a man, I'm just turning into a beast to achieve my goal and charging ahead.
"But you stayed because you want to try again, right?"
"...Huh?"
Ellis lifted her head at my words.
"That's why you're still here. In the end, if you want to stick around, you'll have to join the Chiron pursuit team."
"...Yeah, probably."
Me being late for the academy's finals is a special case. Of course, the French government's request... was probably arranged by Isaac's influence, but it was true that I tracked Chiron's mana.
For Ellis to join, she at least needs to put up a front. She's definitely coming along.
Honestly, I don't know if she stayed to retry the challenge, to get a massage from me, or just to avoid the exam. What matters is using that to comfort her.
"Mm..."
She seemed to have regained her confidence, but seeing Chiron must've crushed it instantly. Maybe she felt inferior comparing herself to me.
"It's okay to stumble sometimes."
"...What does that mean?"
"Sorry, nothing."
I tried quoting some famous line I'd heard, but it had no effect. It was supposed to work well. Weird.
"Ahem. Still, I've learned a lot watching you."
"From me?"
"Yeah. Your confident vibe and how well you know your own charms. That's an innate talent."
"......You're insulting me, right?"
"It's a compliment."
Maybe Ellis wants to postpone the massage. Her deflated energy might be because of me. Whatever. Reason doesn't matter—I just want to see her confident self again. It was pretty hot.
I met Ellis's eyes and continued. "The great Ellis can't get all down over some monster that just passed by. Right? Where'd that confident energy go?"
"...Yeah."
Ellis answered reluctantly. She hasn't fully bounced back yet.
Come to think of it, she doesn't know we're heading out to meet Chiron tomorrow.
"Oh, the Chiron mana analysis is done. We'll probably deploy tomorrow."
"...Really? Isn't that too fast?"
"If I hadn't said anything, Guild Master would've set out right now with his personality."
"True. Dad might. He's so impatient."
Nothing bonds like trash-talking the boss. Seeing Ellis perk up a bit, I smiled faintly.
"So, let's go together this time too, Ellis. Let's completely take down that Chiron thing."
"Weren't you talking about capturing it alive earlier?"
"For you, I could kill it."
"I really have no idea what you're trying to say."
Before long, Ellis was smiling as she chatted with me. She'd regained her vibe without realizing it.
"Yeah, smiling suits you way better. Keep smiling more."
"I'll try. Thanks."
With her lips curling up, Ellis finally seemed back to normal. Time to get to work.
"Let's do the massage now to prep for tomorrow. Full condition. I'll make up for last time properly."
"Okay. I'll get ready."
*
The alarm magic circle set up in Ellis's dorm was simple in structure. It reacted to any mana wavelength that wasn't pre-registered by Irene. All Iris Guild members likely to visit Ellis's dorm were inputted, and naturally, Lee Ho-yeon's wasn't among them.
But the alarm went off, meaning Ho-yeon had entered.
'Massage for tomorrow's deployment?'
Irene knew Ho-yeon was giving Ellis massages to treat her congenital mana disorder. Of course, the act of "massage" itself was suspicious, but Sebas Chan, who'd watched up close, said nothing, and Ellis's growing skill and mana proved Ho-yeon's ability.
There must be something different from pro masseuses. Maybe he applied his exceptional mana sensitivity—which could detect stealth—to the massage.
What mattered now was whether Ellis would fall for that guy. Irene finished her work quickly and headed to Ellis's dorm.
'Not too late, I hope?'
Having seen Ho-yeon's skills last time, she proceeded cautiously. Irene fully concealed her mana, blending into the wall as she approached Ellis's room.
'...No barrier?'
There were clear signs Ho-yeon had entered Ellis's dorm. But unlike last time, that sturdy barrier was absent.
- Ngh, ah, mmph, nngh...
Just as she wondered if he'd already left, a familiar voice came from Ellis's room. Her little sister Ellis's sweet voice—but today, it was more sultry.
Peeking through the door in confusion, Irene's eyes widened.
'Wh-what the...'
Ho-yeon's hands lingered around Ellis's hip joints and groin.
"This okay here?"
"Hngh, nngh. Y-yeah, go-good..."
Ellis lay on the bed, her voice soft and pliant, while Ho-yeon smiled leisurely down at her. They seemed accustomed to this lewd situation.
'Didn't he say it was a massage?!'
Seeing it for the first time, Irene was shocked, but Ho-yeon's massage didn't stop.
"Ah, aaang. Hnngh, haaaah..."
"Slower?"
"No. No...! Hnngh, just surprised a bit."
How was that a massage? Even Irene, clueless about massages, knew it wasn't normal. This lunatic was finally touching her sister. Innocent Ellis was falling for some "mana massage" scam.
Of course, a quick think would've revealed Ellis—experienced with dozens of massages—wouldn't be fooled, but Irene wasn't thinking that far. She was just furious her sister was being violated.
She had to stop that hand now. Her sister was being defiled by some guy's touch. If anyone's going to dirty the canvas, it should be her.
But Irene couldn't move.
"Hnnngh... Aaang, ah, haaaang...!"
Ellis writhed, moaning seductively. Irene couldn't look away. The world's most beautiful creature making such vulgar sounds.
Gulp.
Irene swallowed unconsciously, rubbing her thighs together.
'...It's not certain yet.'
He's not taking her virginity, so it's still okay to watch. If he tries anything weird, she'll intervene then. Irene made excuses to herself as she watched her squirming sister, entranced—even as her own body heated up.
*
Squish- squish-
"Hngh, haat, aang... Yeah."
I massaged Ellis's soft waist, thighs, and groin, circulating mana. Her body was already tamed to my touch. It felt good wherever I stimulated, twitching in response each time.
'Good call developing her over multiple sessions.'
If we'd jumped straight to sex once or twice, prideful Ellis wouldn't have yielded her body so easily.
Squelch- squelch-
The room reeked of female arousal. I shifted my hands a bit more lewdly.
"Hoot, haa... Nngh..."
I teased her pussy lips, now slick with pleasure, while vibrating her clit with mana.
"Ah, ah, aah, aaang. Hnngh, aaahngh..."
With my other hand, I kneaded her breasts. Ellis pressed my hand down with both arms, resisting the enveloping pleasure. It was cuter, so I amped up the clit stimulation.
"A-ang... H-ha, w-wait. This... Ah, aaahaat..."
"Yeah, yeah. Stay still, Ellis. It'll be over soon."
"Ah, aahngh... Hnngh, ah, aaang, aaaang...!"
Ellis curled up, hugging my arm kneading her chest with her torso. Watching her cling like she'd grip the bedsheets at climax, I got aroused too.
"Say it feels good, and I'll stop."
"Haaaangh... Now. It feels good now, so stop... Ah, aaang... A-ah, aaaaang...!"
I ignored her, speeding my hand to make lewd squelching sounds. I just wanted to hear her say it felt good.
Her hips lifted into the air. She threw her head back, climaxing. To amplify the chilling peak, I gently rubbed her clit while massaging her entrance.
"A, aaah... Haaaak... Haa, haaaang... Haa, haa..."
Her toes clenched and flexed as her body shuddered. She caught her breath slowly, basking in the afterglow, then flushed red and squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment.
She seemed satisfied, but I wasn't done.
"A bit more for tomorrow."
"Ah, no. I'm fine. F-fine...! Hngh!"
Startled, Ellis swatted my hand, but mine was already moving. Up, down, tormenting her pussy with her dripping juices as lube.
"Stop, stooop... Ah, aaaang... H-haaangh."
"Relax, Ellis."
"N-no. Ah. Aahngh..."
She said no but parted her writhing legs, offering her pussy to my fingers. I smirked, curling them to poke inside.
"Don't think. Just feel. I'll take care of everything."
"Ah... Hnngh, hoot... Haa, ah, aaang..."
Her voice grew itchier. Her pussy, adapted to the sensitive stimulation, craved more and didn't shy from my fingers. Trained over sessions, pleasure overrode shame—her body vulgarly thrust her hips, confidence forgotten on the bed.
Satisfied with my creation, I pushed my fingers deeper.
"Hngh, ah, heeek, haak. Ha, aaak... Hnngh, really, no, nooo, ah. Aaang...!"
"Feels good?"
"Yeah, nngh... Ah, aaang, haaaangh... Hoo, hooaang..."
Seeing her lost in waves of pleasure, growling like a beast, thrilled me. Nothing beats the rush of a pretty girl under me.
Just before her next climax, I pulled my fingers out.
"Haaaaang... Ah, aaaahh... Ah, aang. Haa, haang. Ah, aang... Heek, heek... Hoot?"
Multiple sessions had mapped her body perfectly. One more touch to her weak spot would've sent her over, but I stopped right before.
"Didn't want to overdo it. You okay?"
"Haa, haak... Haa..."
Too embarrassed to speak—after all, she'd told me to stop. Her eyes shot daggers asking why, but I ignored it.
Before she snapped back to reality, I brought my hand back to her pussy.
"Ah, nngh... Hngh?!"
"Or should I just keep going?"
Squelch- squelch-
I targeted more sensitive spots nearby, avoiding the best ones. A little more, and she'd go off, but I skirted them. I knew every inch.
"Hnnngh... Haa, ahng..."
"Ellis. How do you want it?"
I rubbed her slick-soaked pussy with my palm, locking eyes. She bit her lip in frustration.
I wanted her words before shame returned, but maybe that was greedy. Flushed from pleasure or embarrassment, she finally spoke.
"...Do more."
"What?"
"More, please!"
"You said it."
"Ah, aaang... H-haaaangh... Hnngh?!"
Hearing her with eyes closed, I vibrated the mana around her weak spot.