Siron's Feeding Play and the Hook Prototype
"Sssip...?"
An unfamiliar ceiling... no, it's my room's ceiling. I wipe the drool from my cheek and sit up. Sleeping on this rock-hard bed has left my back aching like it's about to snap.
Wait, did I even sleep in the bed? I was sitting in the chair fiddling with the detailed settings... Guess I dozed off, and Siron must've carried me to bed.
"Come to think of it, Siron's not around."
I get out of bed and stretch my stiff body every which way. My joints crack with satisfying pops, making my ears happy.
"Tch, stomach's rumbling. Probably around lunchtime? Looks like I slept a solid six hours."
But where the hell did Siron go? I look around—no note or anything. Oh, right, she doesn't even have anything to write with anyway.
"Kinda awkward."
I scratch my head and plop back down on the bed. Ever since getting kidnapped by those Petmira cult bitches, my life's been total chaos. Workouts are inconsistent, sleep's all over the place. And now I've got Siron and Kernax to deal with.
Of course, no sex for a while, but knowing Siron's personality, she's probably bragging to Kernax about that desk blowjob yesterday—or using it to tease her. If that happens, Kernax won't force it out of consideration for me, but she'll definitely want it bad.
I owe it to my two lovers to be fair, so if Kernax wants it, I'll feed her my juice even if it wrecks my body.
"Aphrodisiac... I need an aphrodisiac...."
"What's an aphrodisiac?"
"Gah—!!"
Siron's sudden voice makes my heart drop like a stone. I jump out of my skin.
"What? Why're you so jumpy?"
"'Cause your voice came outta nowhere, damn it."
I sigh at Siron peeking through the broken door with her ruby eyes blinking. She looks a bit sulky at my reaction and nudges the busted door open with her foot, stepping inside.
In her hands is a plate of sandwiches from my favorite, Amelia-noonim.
"Eat up?"
"Yeah, perfect timing. Thanks."
She hands me the plate and plops down right next to me, our hips touching. I offer her the plate first, but she ignores the sandwiches, staring at me with those jewel-like eyes.
"Not eating?"
"......"
"......?"
What the hell? Why do I have to deal with this trial first thing in the morning? Then again, dating hotties like Siron and Kernax, maybe it's par for the course.
Anyway, I rack my brain over what she wants from her silent stare. Siron right next to me. Plate in hand. Sandwiches. Boom—my brain spits out the answer.
I pick up a sandwich and bring it to her mouth.
"Here, ahh~."
"......Ah~."
Her lips twitch up, and she closes her eyes softly, opening her little mouth to take the bite. Her legs dangling off the bed sway happily. She looks just like a kid—adorable as hell.
I feed her a bite, take one myself. We polish off the plate like that.
"So, what's the plan today?"
"What about you, Siron? Got plans?"
"Me?"
"Whoa!! Sssip!!"
"What kinda sssip is that?"
I warn her as she eyes my crotch and smacks her lips, but it goes in one ear and out the other.
"You planning to sit there all day again?"
"Nah, got a quick experiment left."
"Experiment?"
"Yeah. So, Siron—pants off for a sec."
"......"
"Hey, not something weird! Just take 'em off quick."
She glares at me like a predator eyeing prey but flops onto the bed stomach-down, sticking her ass my way and peeling off her pants. Her firm thighs, hugged by stockings, and the dark red panties between her spread legs are a feast for the eyes.
"Haa... haa...."
Rough breaths come from her head up front. God, I wanna spread that juicy ass and bury my face in it, but if I do, her switch flips and we'll waste the day. I grit my teeth and hold back.
I nudge her panties aside. Her smooth mound and tightly clenched slit come into view.
"Siron, it'll be quick, so don't move no matter what. Not thinking anything weird, promise."
"F-Fine... just hurry up whatever it is...."
"Gonna touch your pussy, don't freak."
I jab my middle finger into her clenched lips.
"Nngh...♥"
No teasing or anything, but sticky juices are already oozing from her hole.
"Putting my finger in now."
"D-Don't narrate it—!!"
"Just didn't want you jumping. Here goes."
Squelch.
"Haa, ha... hnngaaah...."
"Hold still."
Her pussy clamps and milks my finger hard. Ignoring it, I shove my middle finger in as deep as it'll go. I feel every ridge inside. Max depth achieved, I bend my thumb to cover her mound and press right on her swollen clit.
Keeping the hook shape, I slowly pull my finger out.
"Nnght... grrrk."
Unlike going in, the curve scrapes her gripping walls on the way out.
"Haaah... haaaa......"
Siron buries her face in the bed, her ass and pussy twitching as lewd juices drip down.
Just one finger scrape and she's already cumming kinda hard. Seizing the moment, I dash to the desk and pull out the unnamed blueprint. I position my hooked hand over the key part and sketch it exactly.
Good thing—before naming, I can tweak freely within reason. Once named and saved? No changes possible. Gotta be careful. No room for mk.1 or mk.2 like with the stockings.
"Y-You...."
Her red eyes meet mine as she twists her head, ass still up. Her flushed face is dripping with eroticism. Wait, no—
"Hey, Siron, I said no. Hold it in with this for now."
"Wha—"
Squelch.
"Y-Youuuu♥"
"Yeah, yeah. Haven't had dick in days, back to your sloppy pussy default."
I ram middle and ring fingers into her sopping, juice-dripping slit, ass high. Using my shoulder, I scrape her insides.
Squelch-squelch-squelch.
Juices squirt out like water with each stroke, soaking the bed and my hand.
"Oooohk, ok...♥ Hngk, grrrkk!!"
"Shh, you know noise is a no-no, right?"
"D-Damnyouuu... s-saying thaaat...!!"
She clutches the sheets, bites down hard to stifle moans. I mash her contracting walls mercilessly, thumb grinding her erect clit with her own slick.
"Wooht, hnt, ohoooohk...!!"
"Here it comes."
At her peak, her pink asshole winks as her hips shudder. I match her spasming walls trying to push me out, scraping one last time before yanking my fingers free.
Spurt!! Spluuuurt—!!
Her pussy gapes and unleashes a massive squirt. I pat her twitching, creamy slit lightly, then move to her head.
"Wooht♥ Ooohk...♥"
Her eyes half-rolled back, biting the sheets—her wrecked face makes me wanna shove my dick in her mouth right now. But no. I sent her off rough on purpose to avoid her pouncing. Can't cave to lust and drop trou.
Did I go overboard, though? Yesterday's mood carried over a bit. The hard wooden bed's soaked in squirt and pussy juice, totally stained. Sheets? Forget it. And worst, her final blast overflowed onto the floor, making a puddle.
I've only ever fucked in places where cleanup wasn't my problem, got too used to it. Didn't think ahead and overdid it.
Plus, leaving Siron like this feels wrong. Conclusion: Wait till she recovers from the afterglow.
"First... damage control."
Hunting materials for the new holy artifact can wait.