Divine Conception
A few hours had passed since Lillian began waiting for Kaisent.
Isn't he taking far too long?
In her tent, prepared at every moment to receive her lord husband, Lillian grew steadily more anxious as the hour stretched far past what she had expected and he still did not appear.
Could something have gone wrong?
She should have stopped him from the very start—when he first said he wanted to investigate the threads hanging from the priests' heads. Whatever those threads were, the fact that only the clergy possessed them made it plain they were bound up with the gods. The thought that he might have drawn a deity's wrath and was suffering some terrible ordeal now made her worry spiral out of control.
Because Kaisent had always displayed such genius talent, she had vaguely assumed things would work out this time as well, letting herself think only of the best outcome. But holy power was never a matter of talent to begin with—it was a matter of faith, was it not?
Once the worry took root, worry bred more worry, and her anxiety began to amplify without end.
I can't do this. The worry won't leave me.
In the end she resolved to go find him and began bustling about in a flurry of movement.
Schlick!
"Ohh!?"
In that same instant a finger thrust unhesitatingly into her pussy. Lillian rose onto her tiptoes, her waist jerking back and her hips thrusting out in a helpless arch.
Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick——
"Kyaaahhh!! Ah♡ Nngh-nngh-nngh♡♡"
Wrist snapping, the finger curled upward and began scraping along the path toward her urethra and bladder, driving shock after shock through her.
"Nnghiiiiiiit~~~~♡"
Pssshhhhh—
Climax hit her like a bolt. Her back bowed like a drawn bow; her upper body jerked as if struck by electricity. Lillian collapsed where she stood, squirting hard and wetting herself in the same helpless rush.
"Wow. The option of 'enduring' pleasure has completely vanished for you, hasn't it, Noona?"
"Ka… Kaisent……♡ You wicked little…♡"
Dispelling his invisibility magic, Kaisent stepped into view. He licked the juices spattered across his hand as he closed the distance toward her.
"This one's on you, Noona. No matter how worried you were about me, failing to notice me approaching this close leaves you with no excuse."
"Haa♡ Hoo— hoo— That's because you came so late."
Quick, shallow breaths steadied her enough for Lillian to scold him lightly.
"Why on earth were you this late? I nearly died of worry."
"I'm sorry. But checking the specs of a weapon you've just obtained is basic, isn't it?"
"Specs?"
He offered her a soft smile, concentrated for a brief moment, then suddenly laid a glowing hand against her body. The light sank into her flesh and left a cool, pleasant clarity in its wake.
"…Good heavens."
Back when she had still been growing used to mercenary work, a sudden assault by a powerful enemy had left her with grave wounds and forced her to rely on a priest. Lillian recognized the sensation at once. This was holy power.
"You… what in the world are you……?"
Magic and swordsmanship she could understand—if one assumed genius talent, watching and imitating could carry a person a long way. But holy power as well? And from the flow of events, it was clear he had stolen it from someone else.
"Me?"
Utterly unconcerned with the gravity of what he had done, Kaisent approached the still-seated Lillian with an easy smile and began stripping off his clothes.
"I'm your husband, Noona. Do you need anything more than that?"
"Ah♡"
Her gaze, fixed on the bare crotch of the now-naked Kaisent, slowly climbed higher—until her head tipped all the way back.
"And I told you, didn't I? The moment I finished my investigation and returned, I would hold you. Lick."
"Yes……♡"
Until now he had always addressed her with polite respect. The instant his cock stood fully erect, the honorifics fell away of their own accord, and he spoke down to the older woman in plain, commanding speech.
Hearing that casual, order-giving tone from a boy so much younger than herself stirred not the slightest displeasure in Lillian. She took his cock gently in both hands and began pressing soft, smacking kisses along the shaft—hot and hard as a pillar of fire.
"Nngh♡ Mm♡ Haahm♡"
Kneeling with perfect deference, she kissed again and again along cock and balls. Working her lips along the thick, lengthy pillar, she reached the tip, parted her mouth, and swallowed him down.
"Fwaah♡ It's delicious♡ The taste and the scent are so strong my head's spinning♡"
"Of course. Ever since I held you, I've washed my body—but never this cock."
Kaisent stroked the head of the woman who held him in her mouth and smiled.
"Cleaning my cock is your duty for life, Noona. Understood?"
"Yes♡ I will♡ I'll clean your cock for the rest of my life♡"
Lillian looked up at him around the shaft that filled her mouth, its scent so fierce it made her dizzy. Looking down at that beautiful face gazing up while she sucked him, Kaisent suddenly seized her hair and yanked.
"Phuh!?"
Without warning he buried his cock to the root. Lillian's body shuddered at the thick shaft spearing her throat, yet she still managed to glare up at him in warning.
"Heh heh heh. You've trained well, Noona. Before, you wouldn't have managed a thing—now you work tongue and throat to please my cock without even being ordered."
She kept swirling her tongue and squeezing with her throat; the old look of pure suffering was gone.
Thrust!
"Ghk!"
But when Kaisent gripped the back of her head and forced her down until her nose pressed against his abdomen, everything changed.
He's… using my mouth-pussy again……♡
After she had begun sharing her body with Kaisent, Lillian had asked various mercenaries about the positions and acts they had done.
—Pardon? Hahahaha, where did you hear something that bizarre, Captain? Do that and even a whore would get so furious she'd bite the cock clean off.
—Right, right. Even the lowest street whores only do that for extra pay.
Something even the lowest whores demanded a premium for. And now she herself had fallen lower than those bottom-rung prostitutes.
I can't breathe. It hurts. But… it feels so good♡♡
If this suffering could give Kaisent pleasure and joy—then even the pain became happiness beneath the smile of the master looking down at her.
Sluuuurp!
"Pwahh~! Haa! Hahk! Fwaah!"
Only after thoroughly savoring the way her face flushed toward violet did Kaisent pull free and grant her air.
The sight of Lillian choking on my cock, dying for breath—it's far too beautiful.
Having drunk his fill of that mental domination, he burrowed into her breasts.
"Mmwah! Mwah! Mmmwahhh!"
"Kyahhnnngh♡ Ka—Kaisent♡♡"
He seized the full, round, un-sagging breasts that sat like perfect balloons, gathered a nipple into his mouth, and bit down hard as if he meant to tear it free.
"Hwaaaaahngh♡ Fuhnnnnngh~~~♡"
Both hands kneaded until the shape of her breasts warped; his teeth chewed and worried at the nipples as he played with her chest without mercy.
"Hahng♡ Frederick was the same—men really do love breasts, don't they♡ Ahng♡"
Finding more pleasure than pain in the ruthless mauling of her chest, Lillian smiled up at him.
That smile soured Kaisent's mood at once.
Squeeze! Sluuuurp!
"Kkiiiiiiiii~~!!"
"Your husband is me! Not Frederick!"
"Ah—it hurts! It's tearing! It's tearinggg!"
He crushed her breasts and pulled until the soft flesh stretched into ovals. Tears spilled as Lillian writhed in pain.
"Say it! These breasts are my property too!"
"Y-yes! My breasts belong to Kaisent!!"
"Never let anyone else touch them again without my permission!"
"I won't! I swear I won't—please just let go!"
Without realizing it she had slipped into formal speech. Only after declaring that she would never again allow Frederick—or anyone—to touch her breasts was she released.
Every time Lillian mentions Frederick, rage surges up in me. Did I always possess this fierce a possessiveness?
Once her declaration cooled the anger, he found himself unsettled, as if he had never imagined he could feel such monopoly. The deeper his feelings for Lillian grew, the stronger the urge to claim every last part of her for himself alone.
Twitch—
But right now, lust came first. Kaisent concentrated again and gathered holy power into his hand once more.
"That's… holy power?"
"I told you earlier. Checking the specs of a weapon you've obtained is basic."
Before, he had used only a simple healing function to prove it was holy power. This time was different.
"This world's holy power is a universal energy. Depending on how you shape it, it can heal, attack, defend—anything."
Then, with a smile that looked both wicked and pure, he laid his hand upon the smooth plane of Lillian's abdomen. The light sank into her body—
Thrum!
"Hahik!? Kaisent! Something… feels strange……! My belly… inside my belly……!"
"It's all right. Ovulation is being accelerated inside you, Noona."
"O-ovulation?"
"I heard it from others. Noble houses that struggle to conceive sometimes ask priests to stimulate ovulation."
"…What?"
"Still don't understand? It means your eggs are ready, right now, to receive my seed."
"!!"
At his words she turned her awareness inward and felt it clearly—holy power lingering around her womb and ovaries.
"Until now bad luck kept you from conceiving. That misfortune ends here. In this place. At this hour. I will impregnate you without fail."
"Ah……♡"
She was going to be impregnated. There was nowhere left to run.
"Now then—shall we take the best position for conception?"
"Ah!"
He pushed her down, mounted her, and set the tip of his dangling cock against the entrance of her pussy.
"I'm going to put it in, Noona. This is your last chance. Pregnancy is a major matter for both of us—if you refuse, I won't do it."
He offered her the chance to refuse impregnation. Lillian's reason screamed at her to refuse at once. If she conceived here, she could no longer hide that she was a woman. Worse—Frederick would learn of her relationship with Kaisent.
"I'll… get pregnant……♡"
But instinct beat reason senseless and chose conception. The desire to become even more truly "husband and wife." The craving to take Kaisent's seed into her womb before Dang Seol-yeong could.
"Well said. Once you're pregnant, I won't hide my talents either."
"That's……"
"For our happiness—and our child's."
"Aaaah♡"
Feeling the firm resolve he was making for her sake, Lillian found the husband before her unbearably dear and reliable. So small and weak compared to her, yet so dependable. The man before her eyes was not merely strong or weak—he was a male she could trust and lean upon.
"Then I'm putting it in. Hup!"
Thrust!
"Ohooooooooh!!!"
"Oh? I only accelerated ovulation, yet your senses have activated too? Well—doesn't matter, I suppose."
The mere act of insertion sent her into a violent climax, squirting hard. Her body and mind had already submitted to the Kaisent who would impregnate her; the holy power carrying his energy had made every nerve hypersensitive.
Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!!
"Kyaaaaah!! Ka—Kaisent! I—I'm coming! I'm cominggg! Slowly! Slowwlyyy!!"
"Wow! The effect is incredible! Your cervix is writhing, desperate to swallow my cum!"
Thrum♡
The instant Kaisent's holy power flowed into her, Lillian felt the egg ready for life being released.
"This time I'll impregnate you for real! I will impregnate you no matter what! I'll show everyone that you're my woman!"
Kaisent held the mating-press position and slammed his cock down into her with the full intent of breeding her.
Gush! Fwoooosh!!
Whether from excitement or from the drive to impregnate, he came almost as fast as a premature ejaculator. But he simply laid a hand against his own side, poured holy power into himself, and restored his stamina on the spot. Kaisent already possessed near-infinite virility; with holy power added, it became true infinity.
"Kyahiiiiii!! I'm cominggg~~♡ Dying♡ I'm dyinggg♡ Ooooooh♡ My head's breaking♡♡"
"Get pregnant! Get pregnant! This time you will conceive no matter what!"
"Aaaaaaaangh♡♡ I—I can't♡ Baby room♡ It's so full♡ Bursting♡ My womb is burstinggg♡"
No longer needing to care about stamina balance, he kept slamming his cock down even while ejaculating, coming again and again in unbroken succession. Naturally Lillian's belly began to swell. Convinced that this time she truly could get pregnant, she thought of Frederick sleeping somewhere in ignorance.
Frederick. If you don't wake up right now, I'm really going to get pregnant with this boy's baby♡
"Look at me! Don't think about another man!"
"Aaaaah♡ I'm sorryyy♡"
"Lillian's husband is me! Not Frederick! Hah! Hah!"
"Yes♡ Yesss♡ You're my husband♡"
Every time Kaisent drove his cock down, Lillian wrapped her legs—stretched toward the sky—around her husband's waist. Taking that as a signal that she would not refuse his seed, Kaisent replenished the stamina spent on each orgasm with holy power and never stopped pounding into her body.
"Nnghaaaah♡ Coming againnn♡♡ Ohh♡ Cominggg♡ Hihk♡ Hik♡ My head♡ My head's♡ Meltinggg♡"
Without a single second of rest he kept pouring semen into her and slamming his cock home. Overwhelmed by excess pleasure, Lillian's mind shattered; face caught between laughter and tears, she sobbed out her ecstasy through a mess of tears, snot, and drool.
In the end she ceased to be a woman and became a bitch in heat, forced to endure the impregnation press until Kaisent was satisfied.