It's Not Over Yet
That night, as soon as Ian returned to the inn, he roughly washed up and collapsed onto the bed. His mind was half-lost to the fatigue and tension that had built up all day.
In the dim, dark room. Sllurp…… smack…… chup…… Soft, wet sounds echoed faintly. Lips brushing lightly against skin, slowly sucking it in. Ian's thigh trembled as he slept.
“Ung…… hng……” A small moan slipped out.
Chup…… smack…… This time, it was clearer. Warm breath grazed his skin, soft lips pressed lightly, pulled away, then touched again.
Ian's eyelids slowly lifted. In his blurry vision, vivid red eyes gleamed right above his chest.
“Oh… you're awake, our Ian♡”
It was Arcia. She was straddling him, a thin sheet draped lightly over her.
“You could've slept a bit more.”
Her long red hair flowed softly over his chest. Her lips had been touching near his chest just moments ago.
“Ah... Arcia.” His voice came out hoarse.
Arcia tilted her head slightly and smiled. It was softer than playful, yet laced with deep desire.
“During the day…… I was so disappointed with just that.”
She said it casually, then lowered her head again.
Smack!Kiss.
Her lips touched and parted. This time, longer.
“Hng—!” Ian's body jerked sharply.
“Wait……”
He tried to sit up, but “No.” Arcia's hand lightly pressed his chest. It wasn't even forceful, yet his body strangely wouldn't rise.
“Tonight, sis will take care of everything.” Her voice dropped low, sticky and wet.
Kiss.
Arcia's lips moved again. From his chest to his collarbone, collarbone to nape. Soft lips trailed slowly over his skin.
And—— hum……
The kiss marks began to emit a faint red glow.
“What's… this?” Ian panted, asking.
“This?” Arcia placed her hand over the tattoo on his shoulder. “This is how you use it.”
As she infused mana... hum.
The red kiss marks all over his body glowed softly in unison.
“Uh……!” Ian's body twitched slightly. Nape, collarbone, inner thighs—all the marks reacted at once.
“Ah… here it is.” Arcia pressed her lips to his nape. “Your neck's sensitive.”
Smack…… A new mark.
“Hnnng……!” Ian's breath trembled as if it might stop.
Arcia's fingers trailed slowly down his chest, brushing his nipple. “This one's pretty honest.”
She lowered her head and slowly sucked his nipple.
“Ah—!” Goosebumps prickled across Ian's back.
Smack…… chup……
“Arcia… stop…”
But she didn't. Her hand slid down his stomach, gently wrapping his already hard cock.
“Already like this.” She whispered, rubbing the glans slowly with her fingers. “Ian's body doesn't lie.”
Then she lowered her head. Kiss. Light lips on the glans.
Hum——!!
All the marks reacted at once.
“Aah……!” Sensations flooded his entire body.
“Ah… Arcia…”
Arcia looked down at his face and chuckled softly. “Ha… so cute. Our Ian.”
She pecked his cheek. Chu.
Then whispered slowly. “From now on…”
Her red eyes glowed seductively. “It's the real thing.”
She pressed closer. His cock slid naturally inside.
“Ah…… no…… wait……” Ian murmured pleadingly, but splat—Arcia slammed her hips down without hesitation.
“Aaaah—!!” Ian's hips bucked on their own. An unimaginable pleasure hit him, and he climaxed right at insertion.
His cock swelled hugely inside, blasting hot semen deep into Arcia.
Spurt…… spurt……
“Ugh...” He panted, trembling, but his cock showed no sign of softening.
Now, Ian's body was no longer entirely his own.
“Ian… we're not done yet.” Arcia panted lightly, smiling.
Then she started shaking her hips in earnest.
Splat…… splat…… Flesh slapping filled the room.
“Ugh……! Aah……! Arcia……!”
Each thrust sent agonizing pleasure to the tip.
“Here…… right here?” Arcia licked his nipple long with her tongue, then smack! sucked hard.
Hum—— The marks all over his body exploded in light.
“Aaaaa—!!” Ian's body convulsed violently.
Neck, collarbone, nipple, abs, inner thighs, cock base—dozens of lips and tongues seemed to lick, suck, and bite all at once in hallucination.
Smack!Chup! She stamped more marks on his nape while slamming harder.
Splat!Splack!Splat!
“Aah! Aaaah! Stop—! I'm gonna cum—!”
“Already? We haven't even started♡” Arcia giggled, circling her hips. Her pussy squeezed and released rhythmically.
Splat-splat-splat-splat!
“Uuuugh——!!” Ian screamed, cumming again.
Spurt!Spurt!Spuuuurt!
Hot semen blasted fiercely into her womb.
But she didn't stop. “Our Ian can't handle it?”
She thrust faster and deeper.
Thrust!Thrust!Thrust!Thrust!
He felt his cock hardening again. The tattoo kept supplying mana, forcing the erection.
“Haa…… haa…… Ian……” Arcia was panting hard now too.
She leaned in, covering his lips. Chup…… smack…… slurp…… suck……
Her tongue delved deep, wrapping and teasing his. Her hips kept shaking wildly.
Slap!Slap!Slapslap!Splat-splat!
“Mmph……! Mmmph……!” Ian could barely breathe through the kiss.
Arcia pulled away and whispered in his ear. “You can't escape anyway.”
She thrust deep. “Aaaaaah——!! Arciaaa—!!” Ian's eyes rolled back.
“Me too…… I'm gonna cum……! Together…… together……!”
Her pussy convulsed wildly. Splat-splat-splat-splat-splat!
“Haaaaang——!!”
Simultaneous climax. His cock swelled massively, spuuuurt——! endlessly flooding her womb depths with hot semen.
Arcia shuddered, burying her face in his chest. “Haa…… haa…… Our Ian…… I love you so much……”
She licked the kiss mark on his cheek once more. Then whispered, “Sorry. It's not over yet.”
Her red eyes glowed seductively in the darkness.
Ian, already half-unconscious, simply collapsed into her arms with ragged breaths.
The next day, it was late afternoon before Ian could finally open his eyes. His body felt leaden.
The labyrinth alone had pushed him to his limit, and the night's excesses had finished him off.
His eyelids rose slowly. “Good morning.”
Arcia sat by the bed. Her long red hair flowed softly over her shoulders. She propped her chin, gazing down at him—as if she'd been waiting for him to wake.
“Go… good morning…” Ian managed with his cracked voice.
A small smile curved her lips. “Your voice is wrecked.”
She placed her fingertips on his forehead. Warm mana seeped in slowly. The crushing fatigue began to ease.
“Our Ian, yesterday was tough, huh?”
Ian blinked. “Yesterday… that was…”
He trailed off as memories surfaced.
Arcia chuckled softly at his reaction. “Fufu.”
Her red eyes curved playfully. “Sorry, I couldn't hold back.”
Ian's face flushed crimson.
Arcia watched him a moment, then stood and picked up a small box from the bedside table. “Here.”
She handed it over. “What's this?” Ian asked cautiously.
“A gift♡”
Inside was a wooden wand. Short but perfectly balanced. Three small gems embedded at the tip pulsed with faint mana.
Ian's eyes widened slightly. “This…?”
Arcia nodded. “You're becoming a mage now.”
Her voice was gentle. “So sis prepared it.”
Ian lifted the wand carefully. In his grip, the mana felt sharper. It was a fine piece.
He looked at Arcia in surprise. “Isn't this… expensive?”
Arcia shook her head lightly. “No need to feel burdened.”
She smiled. “Nothing's too good for our Ian.”
Ian was speechless for a moment. He stared at the wand, then back at her.
“…Thank you.”
Arcia smiled quietly in response. She leaned down and gently stroked his hair.
“But.” Her red eyes glowed softly. “You have to be a good boy from now on.”