The Climax of Holy Sacrifice (2)
A pussy meeting a cock for the first time still pressed its soft, springy flesh against him as if none of that mattered — as if all it wanted was to serve. With every slick of her juices she confessed, naked and thick as lotion massaged into skin, that she had fallen for his cock. A texture that could only be called love climbed sticky and clinging along his shaft.
"Haa, haa♡"
Yuria's cowlick, curled into a heart, drifted into his field of vision. The damp, glistening rims of her eyes beneath it looked obscenely alluring. Saliva she had been too overwhelmed to swallow properly pooled in her mouth, spilling from the corners of her lips or stretching in thin threads inside her parted mouth. Both legs had locked hard around his waist from the moment he broke her hymen, clinging tight. Both arms were clasped behind her head the way she always held them when he tormented her breasts so she wouldn't get in the way.
He always thought it when he toyed with Yuria — that self-bound pose of hers was genuinely hot. The fact that she never, ever undid it no matter what he did only made him want to force her to break it and try to run someday.
"Must be from how worked up you got earlier… or maybe it's just the heat. You're sweating a bit."
Beads of sweat glittered today between her raised arms, and the droplets running down the breasts he was lifting and kneading with both hands wet his palms. Looking at how much she sweated even in weather like this, her constitution just seemed to run heavy on sweat.
"Hnh, hngh♡ W-why aren't you moving…♡"
"You want me to move? I was resting because even without moving, you're already making me feel good all on your own."
That wasn't a lie. From the start her writhing inner walls had been pouring everything they had into pleasing his cock. Right now, just soaking in that gentle pleasure and keeping himself hard felt far better.
"Move…♡"
"Okay."
She was asking for the full process — pull out, then thrust back in. He began to roll his hips the way he always did. But he wasn't confident that alone would make her come, so he changed how he held her chest. He set his fingers into a grip meant for hard stimulation, pinching her nipples, and every time he withdrew or drove in he gave those tips a little twist, forcing pleasure into her.
"Hahk♡ Hahk♡ Hahk♡ Hwaahk♡"
The pleasure of his cock being driven into her synced with the sensation of her nipples being twisted. At the same time, her womb — left aching and untouched until now — began to receive stimulation of its own. Every time the tip of his glans gave her cervix a light kiss, Yuria writhed under the extra wave of pleasure, and the sight of her was beautiful.
"Nngh♡ Hhk♡ My womb feels so good♡ My nipples feel so goood♡"
Yuria, who normally only moaned in silence, was putting her pleasure into far more varied words. She must have known that every time she fed him lines like that, his cock got harder. She was fawning in a way she never usually did, chasing the high — and the look of it was so cute he drove his hips a little harder.
"Hahk♡ Hahk♡ Ughk♡ Hngh♡ Hwaaaahk!?"
He added a new pattern: not just a light brush of the glans against her cervix, but a deeper kiss. Pushing any harder risked tipping into pain, so he was careful — but luckily, burying himself to the root put him at exactly the right depth for that kiss. It felt like a pussy custom-made for the size of his cock. And whenever that pattern hit her womb, he cranked up the torment on her nipples harder than usual, nearly pinching them as he forced the strong stimulation in.
There. Take the pleasure of your womb being conquered by my cock through your chest. Later, just having my cock in you will be enough to feel this even without me touching your nipples…!
"Hwaahk!? Hahk♡ Hahk♡ Hahk♡ Hngh…!"
The lewd slap of flesh on flesh rang out loud. The tail buried in her ass swayed in time with every thrust of his cock, wringing out more pleasure. Yuria went past being unable to react properly — she became incapable of doing anything except taking his cock. The fierce sense of conquest sped up his piston, and the cycle of deep-kissing her cervix grew shorter.
"Inside♡ You can come inside…♡"
"What, you're safe today?"
"Mm♡ Mmh♡"
"How'd you even know that?"
Apparently she had been checking constantly, thinking the time when he would finally take her was drawing near. Recently both of them had ovulated, the eggs' window had closed, and they were shifting into a period — so she had been certain it was a safe day.
"You were totally planning on it. Acting like you weren't while wanting to fuck me more than anyone!"
"Mm♡ Mm♡ I was♡ I waaas♡"
Pssshhhh!
He kept his glans buried in a deep kiss against her womb and began pumping in all the semen he had been holding back. That precise shot aimed at her womb slammed into it. Whether the tattoo had left her womb already burning, the mere act of being filled with cum made Yuria climax, her legs trembling hard. He pulled her into his arms instead, binding them even more completely into one — and as if one load wasn't enough, the cock grinding against her cervix fired a second round.
"Hngh♡ Hnngh♡ I-it's so waaarm…♡"
"Holy shit. That feels fucking amazing."
A clean, thorough sensation of emptying himself completely washed through him. Looking at Yuria's dazed, ruined face, he found her so cute he immediately kissed her mouth, ravaging the saliva-filled inside with his tongue and spit. He kissed her until he had swallowed her saliva and she had swallowed his.
"Pwah…♡"
"Whew. Shot another one just from kissing."
Three loads total without even pulling out — just how good was this pussy? Thanks to that, Yuria's womb was stuffed full; she stroked it happily through a final climax, and now that her chest no longer ached she sprawled on the floor with a satisfied face.
"Hngh…♡ Mm…♡"
Yuria's expressions were unusually varied today. Come to think of it, her face only ever got this expressive when they were doing something dirty. Maybe that was why breaking her down with pleasure was so much fun.
"Feeling a little calmer now?"
"Hngh…♡ Mm…♡"
Her voice was thick with lingering affection. He started to pull his cock out of Yuria's pussy — but he had come so much that the sticky semen clinging to both of them kept them joined for a while before they finally separated. He was used to that happening with saliva after a kiss, but he hadn't known semen could do it too.
"You came so much♡"
"Yeah, well. Yuria's pussy tasted so fucking good I had to pay it back."
Now that her body had settled, he seriously examined the tattoo left around her womb. It was definitely fainter than the original, but the lines were clear enough to see. A faint trace of mana suggested it had truly been created by some kind of magic.
"I'm not kidding — you didn't draw this with some magic of yours, right?"
"Mm, no. If I'd drawn it, I would've made it glow a lot stronger."
"Yeah, that tracks."
There was no reason to deliberately make it this faint. But then why the hell was sticking on a womb sticker causing a phenomenon like this? No matter how he turned it over, he couldn't make sense of it.
"Mm♡ Haa…. I've been wearing them a lot lately, and sometimes my womb would flutter and feel good, you know? But I just figured it was because I kept thinking about the contents of the work."
"Right. Common sense says you wouldn't assume something like this was actually happening…."
So she had peeled off the womb-tattoo sticker, only to find a faint womb tattoo remaining in its place like a mark — and after discovering that, she had come to the clubroom to tell him something was wrong. Now that she had calmed down, the immediate fire was out. But what the hell were they supposed to do about this…?
"I mean, it'd be fine if it only stayed while the sticker was on. The fact that it remains after you peel it off is kind of dizzying."
As the person selling the things, a side effect like this felt genuinely dangerous. He was starting to worry it might land him in front of some actual heresy tribunal. And if anyone's daily life got disrupted because of this, that would be a disaster.
"Was the pleasure that intense?"
"Not that intense."
"…Really?"
"The problem was my nipples throbbing along with it."
"Ah."
Yuria's case was a little special. Loosening her cervix had been equivalent to teasing her nipples just enough to leave her hanging — which had effectively turned into forced torment of her nipples. With a nipple sensitivity no one else could lightly match, that kind of sensation must have been hard for her to endure.
"But now just massaging my womb seems to be enough to settle it. Maybe because my sensitivity went up?"
"That's a relief, at least."
As far as Yuria went, they could call it resolved with the sex they had just had. But the mere fact that rumors had spread already meant other people were starting to experience similar things. It was probably too late to scramble and tell everyone to stop using them now.
Fuck. Pretty much the entire academy is wearing them, and outside it's a total frenzy. If all those people end up like this…?
Honestly, imagining the aftermath was starting to scare him. From Yuria's explanation alone it didn't sound bad enough to interfere with ordinary life — but there had to be plenty of people as sensitive as she was….
"Why are you fretting so hard, Cali?"
"Because this happened because of something I dr—"
"…What?"
Ah, fuck. He had completely forgotten — Yuria still didn't know he was Siu. He had been so fixated on the womb tattoo that he had slipped up on something he absolutely needed to keep hidden.