Corruption Training (2)
Th-this... that's it, right? An aphrodisiac... Eric said it was a sleeping pill, just a mild one to knock someone out for the night. Haa, haa... haaah... It's so hot. Should I take my clothes off?♥... N-no! This isn't the time! I need to snap out of it! Did that idiot swap it on purpose to make me drink it? Ugh—no, no way. He wouldn't do that. He's not that clever. I've fooled him so well all this time...
It looked like even Lia had been deceived by Eric. She'd thought it was some kind of drug or sleeping pill herself, so I'd assumed the same—turns out it was an aphrodisiac.
Lia was swollen with dreams of becoming the lady of the Kraus household, but to my half-brother, she was nothing more than a convenient chess piece.
Whatever. It worked out better this way. At least I'd learned my Mind Reading skill had its blind spots. Good to keep that in mind.
"What's wrong, Lia? You feeling sick?"
I asked innocently, playing dumb.
Only then did Lia seem to register my presence. She hurriedly covered the front of her maid uniform, which she'd unconsciously loosened. But the drug's effects surged back immediately, and she let out a lewd sigh, dropping her head.
"Hnn... ah, aaah..."
Lia slumped at the edge of the bed, thighs clamped tight, toes twitching uncontrollably.
Her fingers wriggled atop her thighs.
For a non-virgin, it was virgin-level squirming.
...I was starting to get hard. But I had zero intention of just forcing myself on her right then.
I was a unicorn who cherished purity, not some rutting rapist beast. Even fucking this non-virgin was a noble sacrifice to protect the pure ones from filthy monsters.
To exterminate the parasites infesting the family, the most effective move right now—the best one—was to bring Lia to my side.
Or rather, make her believe I was on hers.
Forcing her wouldn't achieve that. Hell, I doubted it even could. Comparing our visible builds, me losing to Lia physically made no sense.
But this world didn't work that way—brawn and raw power didn't always match. If size was everything, Isabella wouldn't be acting family head.
Innate mana capacity and unique abilities determined strength here.
I might not have a unique ability, but Werner's pitifully low innate mana meant his alpha-male frame was just for show. He probably couldn't beat a regular soldier.
So the only option left to me was... that.
The mere thought of fawning over a non-virgin made me want to puke, but no choice.
To fool this maid—mad with ambition to offer her body to Eric and claim the lady's seat—that was the only way.
It was a spur-of-the-moment plan, but plausible enough.
Hell, with my few weapons—my handsome looks—it was the best play if used right.
Maybe it was Werner's body, but when it came to exploiting and blackmailing women, my brain spun like a genius.
Werner lacked the original story's protagonist Kael or villain Lucian's cheat powers, but even in the novel, he was peerless at nailing women's weaknesses.
A breeding uncle specialized talent, through and through.
Why give a purity-loving unicorn like me this skill...? If I'd possessed Kael, I'd have monopolized the original plot's lucky breaks by now.
I hated the author all over again, but no time for regrets. Right now, the demons were probably bulking up their forces. In ten years, they'd overrun humanity and turn every heroine in the story into their breeding stock.
That meant a perfect bad end. Ruin.
Women imprisoned in dank, dripping dungeons, endlessly gang-raped by every manner of monster. Grotesque monster cocks stuffing every hole in their bodies.
The star of that horrific fantasy I'd just conjured? Isabella. The mere image filled me with rage.
I'd never let that happen.
Steeled, I approached Lia with a face full of worry.
"You look really unwell. You okay? You'll collapse at this rate."
As I reached for her shoulder, Lia—pupils dilated—snapped to and bolted upright.
Her body moved with startling speed; my hand swiped empty air where she'd been sitting.
That had to be Lia's unique ability.
"D-don't touch me!"
Lia yelled, then panted as she yanked up her sagging maid uniform.
Her exposed nipples vanished behind fabric again. But whether it was the aphrodisiac or milk, some fluid had soaked the front, leaving it drenched.
The clinging cloth couldn't hide her stiff, protruding nipples.
Feeling my blatant stare, Lia shuddered.
"N-nothing's wrong, young master... Ah, no, I am feeling a bit off. Sorry, young master. I-I think Mina and I need to switch shifts tonight. Th-then, if you'll excuse me—"
"Don't go. Lie down on my bed. I'll call a white mage."
I grabbed the wrist of Lia as she blurted excuses and scurried past me.
Her skin burned under my fingers. She flinched at the touch, panting hot breath toward my face.
Ah... Young master's hand is so big♥♥ I'm cumming♥♥♥
Just from gripping her wrist, she'd climaxed lightly.
Her non-virgin sluttiness furrowed my brow, but that orgasm-flushed face was so damn fuckable it made my half-hard cock throb harder.
Time to push.
Weak from the drug—or from cumming on the spot without moving—pussy juice streamed down her thighs; she couldn't resist my pull.
Plop.
When I came to, Lia was on the bed, and I was straddling her, looking down.
I-I need to push him off! I can't let him take me like this! I was saving my virginity for Eric... N-no, sh-should I just give it to the young master here?♥ Hnnngh, my p-pussy's first time should be with a hot guy anyway♥
"Lia."
I called her sweetly, mimicking the original Werner.
"Young master, no!"
Lia shoved me hard.
Despite the huge size gap, I was the one sent flying easily.
Werner really hadn't trained a day in his life. Lia, maid or not, was honed like any native in this dark fantasy world.
I ignored her rejection, standing calmly and fixing her with a smoldering gaze.
A look any woman would know the meaning of.
My sleazy act turned my stomach, but this was a dark fantasy with no romance or love. Even political marriages were lucky; monogamy wasn't the norm.
The strong took multiple spouses as common sense in this mad world. Seducing? Flirting? Didn't exist here.
That's why I'd rooted so hard for Kael and Sylvia's pure love...
"Young master, keep this up and I'll call the guards."
Lia sounded firm on the surface, but her true thoughts—and the fluids leaking from her—told a different story.
I slowly approached the bristling, hissing-cat Lia in full alert mode.
Th-this psycho fucker really is gonna force himself on me—! Come any closer and I'll stab you with the dagger hidden inside my thigh and bolt out the door! ...Or should I just spread my legs? Eric won't even notice.
"Lia, you look seriously ill. I'll call the white mage."
"No! I'm fine! It's nothing. I'll be over it after a short rest. So... p-please move aside."
Lia glanced at my bulging pants before answering.
It's huuuge!♥ Bigger than any cock I've ever seen♥
"Judging cocks now, you fucking non-virgin slut?"
"Pardon?"
"Ah, n-nothing. Just lie down on my bed and relax for now."
I barely swallowed my rage at her non-virgin bullshit, coaxing her in a honeyed voice.
But Lia only ramped up her wariness at my out-of-character behavior.
"...I'm fine. It's nothing. A short rest and it'll pass. Don't call the white mage."
"Don't call one? You sure?"
"...Yes."
"Really okay?"
"Yes!"
"Alright, fine. No white mage, as you say. Of course—wouldn't want them examining you and finding out you tried slipping me that drug. The guards would hear, and my sister would lop off the head of her maid spy in one stroke. Right, Lia?"