Elise (5)
Hoyeon's fingers curled into a hook and pushed deep inside Elise. A wet, shameful squelch filled the room with every stroke of his hand.
"Ahh— nngh... khh...!"
Elise clamped a hand over her own mouth, trying to smother the moans that kept slipping free. Her back arched off the bed and her legs prickled with sensation, but she couldn't stop. This was a massage. If she didn't endure it, everything she'd gone through so far might come to nothing.
"Haa, nnh. Khh..."
Hoyeon's hand rubbed her clitoris up and down, tormenting her. No matter how tightly she covered her mouth, the moans still leaked through, and Elise found herself wondering whether this was really all right. Massage or not, this was... strange. It was nothing like any common sense she knew.
Then Hoyeon's voice reached her.
"It's all right. Relax, slowly. Don't hold the sounds in. Let whatever you're feeling come out of your mouth. That's how you get better results."
"That doesn't even make— nnh. Ah, haaahn..."
The fingers that had paused while he spoke plunged back into her entrance. He stroked back and forth just inside, then pushed deeper and pressed firmly against the sensitive spot that jutted out within her. The more the sexual pleasure swelled through Elise's body, the cooler and clearer her mana circuits felt. Hoyeon was putting that much care into the control.
The wet sounds of his fingers moving. The sound of skin against skin. Lewd noises battered Elise's ears, and with every one of them she could feel her pussy clenching around Hoyeon's fingers. Shame made her want to crawl away and hide, but the pleasure she couldn't stop only kept growing.
"Nnh, nngh... haah, haaa... haaaaahn..."
Hoyeon's words still sounded absurd, but the sensation in her body was real. She could feel mana beginning to circulate through her. There was no denying it anymore. Elise dropped the hand from her mouth and seized the bedsheets as if she meant to tear them apart.
"Nngh, huaaah... nngh..."
The one mercy was that she was growing a little more used to the pleasure. Elise spread her legs into a more comfortable position, and Hoyeon's hands changed with her. His thumb pressed down on her clitoris while his middle and ring fingers slid into her entrance. She could feel his palm against her thoroughly soaked pussy.
"Ahn, nnh. W-wait. Nnh..."
"It's all right."
"It's not all ri— nngh."
Her clitoris, slipped free of its hood and exposed to the air, was being rubbed. The moment she thought it was a little uncomfortable, Hoyeon shifted his hands as if he'd read her mind. He lifted the thumb that had been working her clit and brought his other hand in, so that one hand stimulated her clitoris while the other worked her entrance.
"Haa, haa...! Nngh, hhk..."
It was humiliating. She had never once let anyone see her this undone. Ever since she'd come of age, Elise had been careful even in front of her own parents — and now a single man's hands had reduced her to this. The shame of it burned. But right now, the pleasure blooming between her legs mattered more.
None of it matters.
She didn't want to think about anything. She just wanted to feel Hoyeon's massage. It felt so good her reason was slipping away. Her whole body prickled; the pleasure that had started in her lower belly spread through every inch of her. She twisted and writhed, but the strange sensation wouldn't leave. A pleasure masturbation had never given her crashed over her entire body.
Her head went hot. Her mouth fell open, and saliva spilled from it onto the sheets. The Elise of any other day would never have done such a thing — but that thought didn't even occur to her now.
A wet squelch. Elise's back bowed and her legs thrashed against the mattress as if she meant to break it.
"Nnh, ah, haahk. Haa... haaahk. Haaaahn...!"
"Haa, haa..."
Almost in time with Elise's moans, rough breathing spilled from Hoyeon's mouth as well. The sight of herself lost in pleasure, and the sight of Hoyeon looking spent — they overlapped with the image of him having sex with someone else. She had only ever seen that in videos, but watching him pant like that in person was surprisingly lewd. She thought she understood, just a little, why women wanted to serve a man.
"Nnh, nnguh..."
Her body felt like it was floating. The pleasure was so intense she thought she might fly apart, and Elise squeezed her eyes shut. It was coming. She knew better than anyone that she was right on the edge of climax. But the surge rising through her this time was on a completely different level from anything before. She was almost afraid of what would happen to her if it broke.
"Hhk, khh, it's weird. Wait. Please, pleeease... nnh..."
"Does it feel good?"
"It does. It feels good... so stop... stop, hhk."
Was this what people meant when they said they cried because it felt too good? Elise wasn't sad, but tears spilled from her eyes anyway. It was as if this feeling flooding her body had nowhere else to go, so it came out as tears. The sweat pouring off her whole body was probably the same thing.
Weeping, Elise begged him to stop. She was scared of going over like this. But Hoyeon didn't stop at her words. If anything, he sped his hands up, as if in defiance.
"Hhk, haahk, nnh. Haat, stohp, nnh, I-I told you to stop... haah. Haaaaaahn!"
Something surged up inside her. Squelch after wet squelch. It was so hot she couldn't bear it. Pleasure drowned out every thought.
"Focus. On what you're feeling right now."
"Khh, hhk, nngh. Huaaahn, hahk, nnh, haaahn...! Ah, aaaaahn!"
Hoyeon's voice cut through at the same moment, and Elise stopped thinking. She let out a cry so high she could hardly believe it came from her own throat, and surrendered her body to his fingers. The pleasure that had been circulating through her burst like a flood.
"Heh, hahk, nnh, khh. Huaaat, ah, aaaaah...! Oh, oooohnnh...!"
The first real climax of her life. So this was what it felt like to come at a man's hands. Elise stared blankly at the ceiling, letting the rapture wash through every part of her.
Drip— squelch— trickle—
"Haa, haa..."
Hearing Hoyeon's breathing, she turned her head slightly and saw his hand resting on her lower belly. Water dripped from each of his fingers like a faucet. To think that had come from her own body. Elise found it strangely fascinating.
At the same time, her vision began to swim. Every last bit of strength seemed to be draining out of her. Was this what they called dying in the act?
I can't die like this...
She tried to sit up, to cling to consciousness somehow, but her body wouldn't move. In the end, Elise simply closed her eyes. She was too exhausted. She just wanted to sleep for a while.
"Elise... Elise?"
Hoyeon's voice, faint and distant, was the last thing she heard. Then the world in front of her eyes went black.
"Haa..."
"Hahk, hahk. Haaahk, nnh, khh..."
I'd really sent her over properly. Even by my own standards, that was the best I'd ever done with my hands. At this rate, I should be able to slide right into the next stage without a hitch.
Thinking that, I looked at Elise's face — and her eyes were slowly falling shut.
"...Elise. Elise?"
"..."
I laid a hand over her lips and felt for the flow of air. Fortunately, she'd just passed out.
"...This isn't how it was supposed to go."
It wasn't a disaster, which was a relief — but I'd been planning to ride the momentum all the way to sex. Maybe I'd gone at it a little too sincerely. Our Elise had passed out with her mouth hanging open and a blissful look on her face. Thick love juice spilled from between her spread legs and pooled on the sheets, and her whole body was slick with sweat. It was an obscenely undone sight — hard to call her a lady like this.
"Hmm..."
I gave her nicely touchable breasts a couple of pokes. Not a twitch. She didn't look like she'd be waking up anytime soon.
If I'd pushed through just now and taken it all the way to sex, I could have captured her nice and easily. Once people have already crossed a line, they tend to just give up — a kind of well, it's already happened, so whatever attitude. I'd been trying to get Elise there too... but if it cuts off in the middle like this, things get awkward when she wakes up.
"Scarlet."
"Yes, Hoyeon."
In the end, I called Scarlet. She'd been watching the whole thing from the start, so I figured I wouldn't need to explain the situation. When she dropped down from the ceiling, there was a faint flush on her face.
"Your face is red. And here I thought Liliana was the only one you liked."
"...Anyone would be embarrassed, watching something like that up close."
Teasing Scarlet was always fun. Her reactions never disappointed.
"Well, anyway. Thanks, Scarlet. We made a lot of progress thanks to you."
If Scarlet hadn't given me the courage, I never would have tried something this bold. A true retainer, through and through. I'd have to make sure to put in a good word with Liliana later.
"...So why did you call me?"
Scarlet, face still flushed, pressed me for the next words.
"Any idea when Elise will wake up?"
"Hard to say. Two or three hours, perhaps...?"
Scarlet gently lifted Elise's eyelid and checked her breathing.
"You can tell just from that?"
"I've been doing this kind of work for a long time... But why are you asking?"
"Ah, no reason. Just disappointed."
Two or three hours was plenty. I placed my hand on Elise's stomach and began injecting mana. Since I hadn't gotten to have sex, it was time for Plan B.
The story would be: That really was an incredible massage!
Once Elise came to her senses, she'd be able to think calmly. Right now she'd gotten swept up in the mood and let her body go, but when she opened her eyes she might get angry about what I'd done. So before that happened, I was going to blow her mana circuits wide open. Then I could insist this was just what the massage was supposed to be.
I'm the only one who can do this anyway. What's she going to do about it?
Call it a lewd massage if you want — as long as the results come through, that's what matters. If she doesn't like it, she shouldn't have signed the contract.
"...So you've evolved into an incubus, then?"
The first victim of my fraudulent contract chose that moment to speak up.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Then what exactly are you doing right now...?"
Scarlet frowned at the hand stroking Elise's stomach.
"I'm giving a massage. A mana massage."
"...Are you confessing that what you were doing until now wasn't a massage?"
"No, well... a massage is a massage. I'm just doing extra. Think of it as a complimentary service."
I nodded with an awkward look. It wasn't a lie. I had done both, after all.
I gave Scarlet a vague answer and focused on moving the mana. Then I heard her muttering something behind me.
"...I did pick the right side, didn't I? That one's just in heat..."
"What was that?"
"Nothing. Please focus on the massage. I'll step out for a moment."
"Got it. I'll come out myself when I'm done."
Scarlet bowed her head and left the room. Meaning she was fine leaving Elise and me alone together. Being trusted like that felt pretty good.
After about an hour of complimentary extra service, I stepped out of the room.