The Twin Teachers Who Can't Resist II (Ilien & Idrien Ksakru) (1)

The night burned like wildfire. The three of them had gone far beyond anything that could be called mere mating—it was far too obscene, too filthy, and it showed no signs of ending. Marei had been trained far too well for Labella to handle alone anymore. With masterful precision, he targeted every one of her weaknesses, forcing her to lose control and wet herself right in front of her pet.

Thanks to the versatile pet, they never even had to leave the bed. Once it was cleaned, they would enjoy the pet again, and the moment Labella regained consciousness, the three of them would tangle together once more. It wasn’t enough to simply play with the weak points she had taught him so recently. The way he pressed firmly against her womb, the relentless pressure on her clitoris while stirring up her insides—Marei’s technique had grown so overwhelming that Labella’s mind would snap after only a few thrusts these days.

She always woke up in perfect condition afterward, but the waves of pleasure were so intense that she simply couldn’t stay conscious through it all. For Labella, who felt guilty for being unable to respond properly to her beloved Marei and simply shaking her hips to satisfy her own lust, the arrival of a sex pet in the house was both a little disappointing and secretly a relief.

She had never once felt lacking in appearance. No, she had always been praised for her exceptional beauty. Yet when compared to Ilien, whose looks could arguably be considered even more outstanding, she couldn’t help but feel a sting. Still, even that worry didn’t last long.

“Hehe… Master’s sleeping face… it’s just too cute.”

Ilien’s round eyes sought agreement, asking if Labella felt the same. Labella nodded and gently stroked the sleeping Marei’s hair.

The way this new family member(?) acknowledged that she was Marei’s first and treated her with utmost respect quickly extinguished the fiery jealousy that had flared inside Labella.

“You get to see this every day, Lady Labella… I’m so jealous.”

Ilien carefully kept her distance so as not to wake Marei, studying his face with quiet intensity. The way she adjusted her position with every breath, terrified of disturbing him, was almost admirable.

Even to another woman, her divine elven beauty inspired nothing short of awe.

“Ilien.”

“Yes?”

Even at Labella’s soft murmur, Ilien’s head snapped up, eyes locking onto her immediately.

She really is like a pet… Or should I say, like a dog?

She was like a dog. Not as an insult—simply like an adorable, devoted, affectionate little puppy. The kind Marei would adore. Labella had no choice but to admit it.

She knew that the closer an elf was to their original bloodline, the more they transcended mere beauty. The first time she had seen a high elf, her mind had gone completely blank.

“Please call me Labella comfortably. You are Marei’s pet, not mine.”

“Aww~ But you’re Master’s mother and his very first. How could I do that~? Please call me Ilien. You can even call me Ren if you’d like, Lady Labella.”

The natural way Ilien recognized her place and willingly submitted made the corners of Labella’s lips curve upward.

“Then… Ren?”

“Yes~ Just like that.”

The two women whispered so as not to wake Marei, then broke into bright smiles.

“Calling you Lady Labella feels too stiff. Please just call me Labella.”

“Umm… Labella… Like this?”

Labella nodded. Her silky green hair swayed, releasing a pleasant fragrance from her body. The semen still clinging to various parts of her skin was so sticky that thick white traces remained faintly visible on her pale flesh.

In the following silence, Ilien’s gaze naturally drifted back to Marei. She had never imagined he might have that kind of relationship with his own mother, but right now, that happiness mattered more than anything.

When Marei had first suggested violating his mother, ethical concerns, her sense of responsibility as a teacher, and her desire to raise him into a proper adult had all held her back. But if the two of them were enjoying it, what did any of that matter?

Raising him into a proper adult… That’s not something a pet like me should be saying.

Ilien smiled bitterly.

With his homeroom teacher. With his mother. Taking a concubine was common among noble families, but the boy was already too old to be called a child, yet still too young and delicate to be called a man. The very act of clinging to him and having sex was inherently problematic.

Well… there’s nothing that can be done about it…

There was nothing to be done. No one would understand if she told them, but she had reached a point where she could rationalize it to herself. The overwhelming stamina that allowed him to fuck both her—an existence far beyond ordinary people—and Labella, whose moans could be heard even from the great forest while he was in Valter, until they passed out… that alone was enough to justify it.

Used.

As she recalled the past hours, thin, cloudy fluid began to leak from Ilien’s pussy, which had been overflowing with semen.

Used. Yes. That word fit perfectly.

At first, it had been fine to enjoy pleasuring Marei together with Labella. The sex between the three of them could be defined as the part where the two excited women reached climax even before Marei could cum, unconsciously shaking their hips and acting coquettish.

Unlike Labella, who had continued to take the lead and guide Marei, Ilien had simply clung to him, pouring out obscene words. When he asked for help, she could only obey—groping Labella’s breasts, licking their joined parts, following his every command.

Of course, by the end Labella had also been reduced to unconsciously shaking her hips, repeating exactly what Ilien had done as the three of them stuck together in sticky heat.

Being used like a tool by her Master wasn’t bad. No, the strange new sensation she felt from it was actually quite pleasurable. Still, the fact that her mind would blank out from overwhelming pleasure and she couldn’t fully savor her time with Master was ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠so painful it made her bones ache. That was why her thoughts kept drifting in a bad direction.

The look in Master’s eyes when he gazed at Idrien had been anything but ordinary. How could she…

No. No. What am I even thinking…

Ilien forcefully stopped her wandering thoughts. Just imagining her sister and herself in Master’s arms, howling like bitches in heat, made her lower body tremble violently. It was a scene she had never imagined before, one that could never be understood by anyone, yet sticky fluid was already secretly trickling down between her thighs.

“Marei doesn’t wake up easily, so why don’t we enjoy ourselves for a while? Look. If you touch it like this, it gets hard right away.”

Labella grabbed Marei and shook him lightly a few times. The monstrous thing that had forced the two of them to climax countless times sprang back to life.

Ilien immediately realized that Labella’s gaze was fixed on the place where her own thighs were rubbing together.

“Ah… Yes…”

“You can lick it first if you want.”

Ilien nodded as if in a trance and slowly moved her body, bringing her pink lips toward Marei’s penis. And that was when she realized why she had become so easily aroused while imagining serving Master together with her little sister.

Forcing her down like an animal… calling out “Mommy… Mommy…” while cumming inside without hesitation…

The moment she looked into Labella’s purple eyes, that exact scene replayed in her mind. Even just staring at her for a while would probably soak her completely. It wouldn’t take long to get used to it. With those thoughts, Ilien carefully took Marei’s penis into her mouth.

When Marei opened his eyes that morning, instead of being surprised by the pleasant sensation of a warm tongue and mouth around his cock, he simply closed his eyes and enjoyed it lazily. Then he jolted awake at the sudden feeling of two tongues. Before him were a beautiful elf with platinum hair and his mother, whose eyes glistened with sticky lust. Both women smiled at him with pure happiness.

After enjoying the stimulating scene created by the two women—filling each of them once while still in bed, receiving service from both mouth and lower body for a simple breakfast, then once more in the bathtub—he let Ilien, who looked reluctant to leave with him, serve him one last time. After that, he coaxed his mother, who said she had to go to work, into letting him cum one more time. Only then could Marei head to school.

He kept wondering if he was dreaming. Pinching his own face several times had already become part of his daily routine.

“Marei de Pawen. I have something I want to talk about. Would you come ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to my lab for a moment?”

“Teacher Ilien…? No, Teacher Idrien.”

Marei had woken up before sunrise that morning because he wanted to enjoy the female bodies at his leisure. Even after indulging so thoroughly, he still arrived at school quite early. And as if she had been waiting for him, Idrien—who looked exactly like Ilien except for her sharper, almost frightening eyes—approached.

“I checked your schedule. Thursday is still open. I promise I won’t act violently like last time. I have something to say about my sister. I’d appreciate it if you could talk with me for a bit.”

“……Yes.”

Her words were quite polite, but the sharp gaze looking down at him still made him nervous. Although he found it hard to believe Idrien’s words, Marei remembered how she had secretly watched him having sex with Ilien ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and masturbated. After a ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠brief hesitation, he nodded.

“I was too hasty last time. I’m sorry.”

“Yes…”

Looking at the small boy who barely reached her chest, Idrien offered an apology first. Marei answered awkwardly and began following behind the bitch-like younger sister as she walked toward her lab.

“Have you eaten breakfast?”

“……Yes.”

At Marei’s curt reply, Idrien sank into her chair and leaned back against it. As if she had no idea what to say, she swept her bangs upward and let out a long sigh.

“I was too surprised last time, and for some reason I got incredibly angry. I’m sorry. Because it involved my sister, even I think I went too far. It’s a family matter… I’m sorry.”

Although the violent treatment from last time had left him with lingering fear, her polite apology forced Marei to give a short reply that it was fine.

“I’m not the type to beat around the bush, so I’ll ask directly. How long have you been dating my sister?”

“Not long.”

Their relationship was far more sticky and difficult to define than simple dating, but Marei answered smoothly. He felt embarrassed admitting it had only been three days, so he gave a vague response.

“Not long…? Ha… This is driving me crazy.”

Idrien covered her face with both hands and muttered quietly. The students of Valter Academy who called her the Ice Witch because she rarely showed emotion would have been shocked to see her expressing her feelings so openly.

“The fact that a student and a teacher are in that kind of relationship… it’s an ethical problem. You might not understand since you’re still young, but…”

“If we like each other, is that wrong?”

Idrien slowly nodded. Faced with Marei’s pitch-black eyes staring straight at her, she suddenly lost confidence in her ability to explain. The look in his eyes that seemed to ask what the problem even was made her chest feel so tight that she roughly undid the first button of her shirt and let out a heavy sigh.

“The two of you might be fine with it, but the people around you won’t be. Even I was so shocked when I heard my sister was dating a young student that I could barely accept it. And if you’re also… mixing your bodies like that… it becomes even worse.”

Idrien sighed deeply and placed several photographs on the desk between them.

“I didn’t want to do this, but it seems you have no intention of breaking up with my sister.”

“These are……”

The photos captured Marei and Ilien’s naked bodies intertwined in sticky, obscene acts of mating. Scenes of her sucking his cock while masturbating, riding on top and shaking her hips—every image was so explicit and stimulating that even erotic magazines would hesitate to publish them.

“If you refuse to break up with her, I plan to show these to the headmaster or your mother. I’ve never met your mother in person, but the headmaster is a rigid man who cares a lot about appearances. He might even expel you from the family. In an empire that focuses heavily on diplomacy with elves, if the Ksakru family lodges a formal complaint, even your impressive mother won’t be able to protect you.”

As if to conclude her threat, Idrien pulled out a small rectangular device and placed it on the desk.

Idrien seemed too embarrassed to listen any further and turned off the rectangular device—no, the recorder.

“I swear on the World Tree. If you promise to break up with my sister, I will delete all of this. You will suffer no disadvantages related to this matter, and I will never bring it up to you again.”

It was a situation where she could have threatened and suppressed him, but the almost pleading tone in her voice made Marei’s lips twitch several times. He wasn’t tempted by or afraid of Idrien’s threat—or proposal. If he removed his eyepatch right now, he could probably resolve this as easily as he had with Ilien. But the lingering sense of dissatisfaction he had felt while violating Ilien kept coming back to him.

“Actually, I don’t like Ren that much.”

“……I see.”

Idrien’s face hardened like stone. All that talk about love and affection had just been teenage sexual curiosity after all. The moment that thought crossed her mind, she almost scoffed.