Corruption Training (4)
I could feel Lia's heart pounding against my chest like it was about to burst. I'd only been sucking on her mouth persistently, but her lower body was already out of control, legs splayed wide in an M-shape, and true to her non-virgin nature, she naturally wrapped her thighs around my waist.
"Haa, haa... Lia, you're so pretty. Your face as you're losing it—it's so fucking pretty. Those fully relaxed eyes, your tongue drooling like a slut, your nose huffing hot breaths, your ears flushed red... all of it, every goddamn bit is hot as hell."
Just like the original Werner would, I showered her with cheap, sleazy praise.
Words that would make a chaste virgin furious enough to shove me away.
But.
90 → 91!
Lia, the total whore, loved it—her pussy just got even wetter.
Or maybe it was this body's face. Same sleazy lines from an ugly guy versus a handsome one? Polar opposite reactions.
Who says it is sexual harassment, who says it's flirting—it's all about who's talking.
And right now, it was clearly the latter.
"Ahhhn, ahhhnnngh, young master...!"
Lia panted in that nasal whine. At first, pretending to be a virgin, she'd faked clumsiness in the kiss, but now she was sucking on my tongue first.
But I sucked her tongue a bit more, then stopped the kiss.
To tease her, gauge her reaction.
'Huh?... Huh?... Why? I haven't cum yet! Suck more, young master! Ughhh, how can you stop right when I'm about to... Kiss me more, suck my tongue more! You useless pretty-boy fuckboy prick!'
"Y-Young master... it's, it's too embarrassing. I... this is actually my first time."
Still, her outer facade clashing completely with her inner thoughts.
If she'd just admitted she wasn't a virgin upfront, I wouldn't like her, but I wouldn't hate her either.
But her blatant innocent act killed even the faint flicker of lust that had stirred.
Sympathy for this bitch? Total luxury she doesn't deserve.
Instead of appreciating my devoted caresses, she was treating me like a human dildo.
Full of love? Fuck that—better ram this big-titted slut maid's pussy, flick her nipples, rub her lips on my cock, crank that arousal to 100, and dump her.
I pulled my lips away slightly, wiping the drool pooled on her chin with my thumb.
Even mid-corruption training, Werner's body was skillfully preparing to pleasure—no, betray—women.
I sat up a bit, looking down at her.
Dilated pupils, flushed cheeks, drool streaming endlessly from her mouth—a vulgar mess.
This was the real face of the bitch who'd played virgin and high-and-mighty just minutes ago. And today alone, she'd called me a useless fuck in her head nonstop—now just from some kissing, she was melting like this.
Her problem? Nah, more like Werner's skills were too good.
Mating press uncle, indeed...
For a unicorn like me—protector of pure love, lover of pure love—it was a bitter talent. But possessed in a Werner with no skills beyond a pretty face, big dick, and great sex? Gotta use the one weapon I've got.
I dove back into the kiss. This time, more deliberately, trying harder.
And then—
Deep Kiss (Lv.1)
Effect: Clouds the target's reason during the kiss and forcibly raises arousal.
It worked!
A reward skill like what original Kael got from grinding training or hunting high-difficulty monsters.
Not destructive swordsmanship or insane mana heart efficiency like Kael, but a skill's a skill.
No hesitation—use it now.
Mana -1!
A tickle near my heart, like something sucked out.
Then my tongue licked her lips more skillfully, lewdly than before.
Lia trembled her hips in my arms, bucking up and down.
Couldn't stay still—her eyes shook wildly like her quivering pelvis.
I slid my hand toward her maid skirt, soaked visibly through the fabric.
"N-No...!"
'Ahhhh, yes, there! Touch it, Werner. Stop teasing and rub my pussy already♥'
I gently lifted her maid skirt.
Her pussy, drenched in slut juice yet reeking lewdly, bared itself before me.
"You're soaked? Why so wet?"
I asked in a husky voice.
"...I don't know."
She spread her legs a bit more for better access, but grabbed my pillow to hide her flushed face.
If not for mind reading, I'd swear she was a virgin—infuriating, but damn if it wasn't turning me on a little.
Nah, my dick had been rock-hard from the kiss ages ago.
I hooked her white panties—clinging wet to her pussy—with my index finger, pulling them aside.
"Oh."
A genuine gasp escaped.
No acting this time. Unexpectedly pink labia glued tight like lesbian scissors, a straight slit clenched shut.
That's right, slut... your pussy's still virgin.
I wet my finger with spit, then rubbed her clit with my thumb like stamping it with my print.
"Haaahhn?! Wh-What's that?!"
"What else? Foreplay."
"Eh...? But I've never... Ah, ahn! Y-Young master, I love it so much!"
I ignored her slip-up outing her non-virginity in the heat, kept rubbing her clit.
Clear fluid beaded on it immediately.
I pushed my index finger knuckle-deep, stroking inside.
Lewd squelch-squelch-squelch filled my room.
To muffle her moans, she pressed the pillow—wedged between her elbows—over her face, yanking it hard.
"Mmmph! Mmmphhh, mmmphhhh!"
But it was futile. Her choked sobs leaked out, soon mixing with the squelches: ungh, uhnngh, uhhhhn—joyful wails.
Pussy Caress (Lv.1)
Effect: The higher the target's arousal during foreplay, the more fluids produced!
"Oh, nice. New skill."
Unlike Kael or Lucian, only sex skills so far—but a skill's a skill.
No hesitation—activate.
"Urghhh?! Urrrghhh!"
Squirt-squirt!
Squirt-squirt-squirt!
Just Lv.1... but the effect was potent.
Lia's vision blurred. The drug's haze still coursed through her veins, setting her body ablaze.
But what drove her madder was Young Master Werner's touch.
"Haa... hn, y-young, young master...!"
No noble cherishes a commoner maid. That's what Lia had always thought.
Eric was the same. Sweet talk before sex to reel her in, then ripping her clothes and pounding like a beast.
Under his roughness, she'd barely guarded her virginity.
But Werner was different. No rushing to yank her skirt or shove his cock in her face.
"You're beautiful, Lia. Every part of you."
With sweet whispers, his huge, warm hand stroked her nape, trailed her collarbone, gently cupped her breast.
Not squeezing painfully like always. Men milked her tits like a cow, stirring shame and rage—but Werner's hands held no such lust.
Just love.
A noble young master's profound love for a mere maid.
He warmed her whole breast in his palm, circling softly, then flicked her stiff nipple with thumb and finger.
"Hyaa! Ah, ang! Haaang... th-that touch, young master, there... too much, hn!"
Just breast play, yet electric jolts shot up her spine to her brain. Her pussy flooded.
Then he took her nipple in his mouth, rolling it with his tongue tip, wetting it with saliva.
That dense, loving caress made her lower belly tingle madly. Hot juices streamed down her thighs.
And Lia felt it.
Something she'd never felt for Eric, despite spying as his lover for a shot at nobility as his wife.
The urge to bear this man's child.
It surged the moment she saw his face.
Sure, useless fuckboy—but that face and body? Flawless.
Kraus bloodline perfection, obvious at a glance.
"Darling... ah, young master, more, touch me more, I'm melting...!"
Shameless moans spilled from her lips.
Pretending virginity to fool this dumb, arrogant, incompetent idiot into falling hard...
But now he seemed kinda cute. And way hotter.
She couldn't deceive him anymore.
Clinging desperately, panting—nothing else mattered, not even thought.
He sucked the soft inner flesh of her thighs, leaving warmth everywhere.
The feeling of being loved.
Happiness from pleasure-mingled tenderness.
His handsome face gazing down.
And the outline of his fully erect cock bulging from his pants.
Bi-big... so fucking big.
Reason snapped in her mind.
But amid it, Lia clung to ambition. Virginity—her ticket to Eric, status climb.
No matter how good Werner's sex felt, she couldn't give that up.
Can't sell her future for one night's pleasure.
So with her last willpower, she shoved him off weakly, lay back.
Lifted her ass high, spread her glistening pussy and asshole toward him.
"Y-Young master... your thing is so big... the front scares me. It'll rip me. But... since you love me truly, I'll... hn, give you my most secret place. Here, my ass... fuck it deep. Mark me with your love anywhere."
She packaged her dirtiest, lewdest hole as sacred proof of love, spreading her ass wide.
Already widened and sloppy from Eric's countless poundings—it could swallow even his monster.
'Mark of love, my ass. Your everyday backdoor slut hole? Shut up. That's not where I'm drilling.'