Siron's Tentative Lips
Rustle. Crunch. The irritating noise disrupting my deep sleep makes my eyes twitch involuntarily. As my eyes twitch, my foggy mind starts to clear bit by bit, and sensation returns to my numb body.
"Ugh…."
My back hurts so bad I half wonder if someone piled a rock on it.
"You're awake."
"...Huh?"
Unlike the rustling, Siron's voice tickles my ear softly, and I bolt upright reflexively.
"Shouldn't have bothered with the note."
"...."
Siron, perched on the edge of the bed and sliding the Night Fairy stockings I'd gifted her up her smooth thighs, crumples the scrap of paper on the bedside shelf and scratches her head.
Hmm... right, yeah. Last night, after wrapping up the guard request, Siron naturally took on the honey night girl's job too. To soothe her mood, I sweet-talked her gently. Right around sunset, she barged into my room, grabbed my hand, and led me to that fancy inn where we'd had our historic first night.
Throb—!!
Just recalling Siron's disheveled face has my little brother snapping to attention.
"...Wanna go again?"
"Nah, hold up. Honestly, this is your fault, Siron."
Her slightly damp hair and the warm floral scent from her fresh shower tease my nose. Plus, those thighs, accentuated by the sex-appeal stockings I gave her. With temptations assaulting my sight and smell like this, how could I not get hard?
"W-what'd I do?"
"Coming at me like that first thing in the morning—how am I supposed to hold back?"
"Hmph...!!"
She whips her head away from me, but unfortunately, the little hand mirror next to the shelf shows her lips curving up. Of course, pointing it out might earn me a punch, so I keep my mouth shut.
"S-still, no. If we do more here... it'll mess with work."
Fair point. During those six ejaculations of mine, Siron hit at least that many orgasms herself, squirting pussy juice like a slut from her lewd lower mouth. Last I remember, her pussy was all swollen too. Pushing for more in that state would make even me feel a bit guilty. Plus, though instinct had me hard, my balls are probably drained—squeezing out more would just trade pleasure for lifespan, plain as day.
Snap—!!
I snap to attention at the crisp sound. Siron, now fully stockinged, face flushed a bit too red, crawls onto the bed and stops right in front of my rigidly saluting dick.
She glares at my cock, half-hidden under the blanket, for a long moment before slowly lifting her gaze to meet mine—looking all shy and embarrassed.
"W-what?"
"...Suck it."
"Huh? Say what?"
"...I want it."
"Sorry, didn't catch that... "
"T-teach me how to suck it, you fucking bastard!!"
"Gahk?!"
Squeeze—!!
I get she's mad, but gripping my precious like that? Even I can't hold back tears!
"S-Siron! It's gonna b-burst!! H-hand!! Your haaand!!"
"Huh? Oh, s-sorry...!!"
"Huff...!!"
Luckily not on purpose—Siron looks super flustered too as she yanks her hand away from my dick.
"S-so why pretend you didn't hear, asshole...?"
"...Sorry."
I really didn't hear it. Fucking unfair, but I'm Smith—not some clueless solo virgin anymore. I play it smart and take the blame.
"Ahem. So, you want me to teach you how to give a blowjob?"
"Y-yeah."
"Outta nowhere? You said you hated using your mouth."
I love getting blown too, but sucking a pussy mixed with my cum and her juices? Kinda off-putting. So I never forced it on Siron, and she was iffy about blowjobs anyway. But now?
"W-well... my teeth are sharp... what if I mess up and hurt you...?"
"Oh... "
Totally different from what I expected—and so goddamn lovable.
Throb—!!
So lovable my dick, wilted from pain, goes full sincere erection mode. Gotta admit it. True blue hard-on. Permission granted.
"W-what? It got... bigger all of a sudden?"
"It did. Can't help it—you're too adorable, Siron."
"W-what?! S-suddenly spouting bullshit... "
"Anyway!!"
Whoosh! I fling off the stifling blanket.
"...Pervert."
"Heh, only a pervert for you, Siron."
"Hmph... "
Her lips twitch up again. Mouth's foul, but her face is honest as ever. Damn, too cute.
"So...? How do I do it?"
"Hmm."
Honestly, never gotten one before—dunno how to explain. Got theoretical knowledge from my jerk-off life, but staring at Siron's shark teeth? Worried if theory even applies.
"M-maybe... we should stop?"
Her gloomy, lips-pursed face hits me.
Self-reflection time!! This Smith bastard—making adorable Siron sad? Dick-grab and repent for two hours.
"Ahem. Siron, let's start light—lick it gently with your tongue?"
"Lick...?"
Still a bit downcast, she tilts her head cutely, then sneaks her face between my legs and sprawls prone on the bed.
"Like, mmm, lick, th-this?"
"Yeah. Good. You're doing great. Now, without letting your teeth touch, take it in your mouth and suck."
"No teeth... mmmph... "
Slurp, slurrrp.
Cautiously mouthing my glans like sucking candy, Siron earnestly works my cock before peeking up at me slyly.
Damn. Looking down at your girlfriend blowing you is hot as fuck—truth.
"Ngh... f-fuck, perfect."
"Rweally?"
"Yeah, fucking amazing."
"Rweally? Mmmph... slurrrrp."
Grabbing my shaft with both hands, she bobs her head up and down on her own, tongue and cheeks massaging my cock diligently.
"Siron. That slit on the underside? Lick and suck there."
"Slurp, slurp, suck suck~♥"
"Ooooh...!!"
She gets it instantly, tonguing my urethra with passionate sucks. My hips nearly buck out of joint. Pure bliss. Different pleasure from pussy sex—gotta call it that.
Watching her cautiously but passionately apply my few tips, gauging my reactions, brings a conquest vibe unlike pounding her pussy. This sense of her voluntarily serving me!! Physical and mental ecstasy overlap, building my load fast.
Twitch twitch.
"Suck...? Slurp... gonna cum?"
Relax and my back might snap, so I nod desperately at her muffled question.
Sluuurp, slurrrrp, slooooorp♥
One hand gripping my shaft, bobbing furiously; tongue relentlessly teasing glans and piss slit. But that free hand kneading my balls, urging more cum—such a slutty move!!
"Guh!! C-cumming!!"
Splurt, spluuurt!!
Beating all expectations, I lose to Siron's cum-milking and blast straight into her sloppy-wet mouth-pussy, slick with saliva and my precum.
"Nghk...!!"
"Mmm~ gulp... gulp... "
As I unload, she gulps it down greedily while squeezing my balls to milk every drop.
"Pwah... mmm~ suck, slurp, smack♥"
Her delicate cleanup, tonguing out the last drop from my urethra, sends soul-sucking pleasure shuddering through my hips.
"Hah... sssip... haa... "
"S-Siron?"
She keeps slurping my stinky dick till no more cum comes out, then spits it free—nuzzles right into my shaft and balls, sniffing and rubbing her cheek.
What is this cute creature?
Her face hazy—not from orgasm, but entranced—as she nuzzles my balls and cock. Too fucking arousing. Wanna get hard again, but my balls are truly empty now; dick won't rise.
"Hey, Siron? Siron? Siron!!"
"Huh... huh?"
Her eyes refocus after ages buried in my crotch.
"W-what?"
"That's what I wanna know."
"Uh... "
Eyes back but still dazed, I sit up and pick a few pubes off her pretty lips.
"You okay?"
"Y-yeah. Fine. Just... tastes good... "
"Tastes good?"
Her gaze on my limp dick, swallowing—sends chills down my spine.
"Dunno... texture's meh, but sweet-bitter? Addictive. And your scent fills my mouth... makes my pussy tingle... fuck."
"Ugh?!"
Suddenly shoved flat on my back, I blink up at Siron straddling my stomach.
"S-Siron?"
"...Your fault, asshole. So take responsibility."
"W-what'd I do?"
All I did was teach her since she asked!
I regret leaving the stockings' crotch and ass fully open as she shoves my limp dick against her mound, grinding.
"Siron. C-calm down first. Sex'll tire you out too?"
"Nah. Once should be fine. Hurry and get hard."
"M-my balls are empty for real?"
"Hmm~ Doesn't seem like it?"
"Damn...!!"
I curse my spineless dick stiffening between her pussy lips.
"Just once. Promise?"
"N-no... aghhk!!"
* * *
Familiar ceiling.
"Ow, shit... "
When'd I pass out? One time became two, three, four, five... till precum splurted instead of cum in that marathon fuck.
"Even the slave-hunter milfs didn't drain me like this."
Dunno if they held back to preserve value, but today I learned what milking dry really means.
"I raised a tiger... nah, shark pup."
Siron, who squirted whenever I thrust, riding me reverse to squeeze me dry? Unreal.
"Ugh, fuck... hurts."
I shudder at my utterly withered dick and balls. No joke—week till it lifts again.
"Siron must've left."
Meant to see her off at the gate, but passed out mid-sex; she slipped away quietly.
I turn to the bedside shelf. She crumpled the first note when I woke, but now there's a fresh folded one.
Don't worry. Room's paid till tonight—rest easy and head out whenever.
Hand the card to front desk; they'll give you a pouch of silver. Buy lots of tasty stuff, recover well, and wait.
— Siron
"...Always worrying."
Buy tasty stuff? Sounds like "stock up energy—I'll fuck you senseless when I get back." Probably not my imagination.
"Good, just past lunch."
Sun's still blazing outside. Siron's on a quest, so I'd normally return to receptionist duty...
"But sitting pretty as a figurehead wasting time? Nah, not anymore."
Unlike before when I had nothing but a decent body, now I've got Holy Artifact Creation.
"Amelia-noona's helping sell at the guild, but I need folks to promo higher-end stuff too."
Like premium line. Better performance, custom designs? Need people with cash, credit, and status.
"Oh... got one."
One person fits perfectly.
"Oh yeah, dinner plans—perfect timing. Head there today, lock in a deal... ughk!!"
Rubbing my sore back, I hobble carefully to the shower for my meeting with the guard captain.