Chapter 33
Chapter 33
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 33
Chapter Title: Holy Priest Ordination and Reserve Platoon (2)
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It was a gentle fellatio, yet somehow conveying Eirin's anxious emotions.
The sensation of her lips on my glans was even moister than before. The way her tongue wrapped delicately around the tip was meticulous. It was tender enough to make me feel the sentiments she'd poured into nursing me over the past two days.
Having only just regained my senses, I was still in a drowsy haze. It was Sunday morning, that vague feeling of having woken too early with sleep still clinging to me.
Every time I felt Eirin's lips and tongue on my cock, an endless haze washed over me. I almost wanted to just hand myself over to her completely and drift back to sleep.
But I stopped her for a moment.
"You said I've been out for the past two days. I haven't properly washed during that time. You don't need to use your mouth."
Eirin pulled her mouth away from my glans and looked up at me. Her usual maid uniform and headband.
But her complexion was more pallid than it had been a few days ago. It lent her an air of fragile beauty tinged with faint decadence. She answered as if it were nothing.
"While you were unconscious, I wiped you down with a damp cloth repeatedly. So please don't worry."
With that, she wrapped her tongue around my cock again. Perhaps concerned about my condition, she didn't create a strong suction with her mouth pussy.
Instead, she lavished my shaft with her tongue, stroke by delicate stroke. No doubt she'd tended to me with the same devotion when wiping me down.
"Slurp... lick... smooch..."
The amount of saliva was just enough to feel good without overwhelming. She traced from the glans down the shaft, then lower still to my balls.
Her soft tongue glided over the wrinkles of the skin. She knew well that it was a sensitive spot that could hurt if mishandled. Eirin didn't rush.
Instead, she maintained a rhythm of pleasurable tongue work and gentle lip pressure.
"Smooch... slurp... suck..."
It felt like a continuous stream of soft kisses through my cock. Though my hefty rod matched sizable balls, her caresses reached every inch of the skin.
Wherever her mouth touched, my flesh seemed to melt away.
'Like this... it feels like my evil dragon is about to take flight.'
Then, in reverse, her warm mouth traveled back up. Like a diligent snail climbing the shaft.
As soon as her lips reached the tip, she planted a brief kiss on the glans and stopped her fellatio.
"You've only just come to, so you shouldn't overdo it. Now, let me finish tending to you quickly so you can rest..."
With those words, Eirin climbed on top of my lying body.
"So if you cum soon... you can rest deeply without straining yourself too much. Young Master."
Eirin seemed intent on wrapping things up quickly so I could rest. But my condition was surprisingly normal. Fainting for two days must have had another cause.
It was surely the aftereffect of using that power Saintess Agnes had left in her son Julian—a force beyond what an ordinary human could contain.
But Eirin had no way of knowing that.
Straddling me, she began grinding her crotch against mine. She still wore her panties, so the sensation against my bare cock skin was unique.
In that moment, a faint wetness touched my shaft. Eirin's panties were slightly damp.
'Already wet just from the fellatio.'
Eirin wasn't one to show her arousal openly. If anything, she tried to hide it.
But there was no doubt she craved my body intensely. Her body betrayed her true feelings right now.
Eirin tried to quicken her hip movements. I grabbed her pelvis to stop her.
"Why? Is the position uncomfortable...?"
"No, Eirin. More importantly, you look exhausted."
"I'm fine. This is more than enough to tend to you..."
"No need to push yourself. You should rest when it's time to rest."
Eirin's expression darkened slightly. I couldn't quite read her thoughts, but she clearly wanted to see this through.
"Don't worry. I'm not saying I won't do it with you."
I laid the puzzled Eirin down on the bed. This time, I climbed atop her.
"Y-Young Master?"
To keep her from resisting, I gripped both her wrists firmly. Then I leaned in closer, bringing my face right up to hers.
Next, I whispered into her ear.
"You've worked hard nursing me. So today, I'll personally serve you."
"Pardon? Young Master, what do you...?"
I didn't give her a chance to continue. I gently nibbled her ear, and her body shivered violently.
"Ah!"
Her pure white nape was fully exposed beneath her face. The fine hairs stood on end from the earlier stimulation.
I lavished that neck with my tongue just as devotedly as she had for me. Now it was my turn to return the favor.
"Ah! Young Master?"
This must have been unexpected for her. I loosened the top of her maid uniform, exposing her shoulders.
I teased her collarbone next with the tip of my tongue.
A faint salty taste mingled in. But combined with the dizzying scent emanating from Eirin, it only fueled my lust further.
"Eek! Ah..."
Eirin writhed even more. Aroused by her reaction, I placed my hand on her breast.
Peach-like breasts with a springy firmness. I cupped one softly over her clothes. Adding a slight twist to my wrist, I felt the nipple harden quickly.
I rolled that nipple gently between my thumb and forefinger.
"Hic! Y-Young... Master! Not there!"
Eirin's breasts were especially sensitive. She put up a token resistance but soon relaxed. The successive stimulations quickly heated her up, her aroused breaths spilling out endlessly.
"Haa... haa..."
Her nape and shoulders flushed bright red in no time. I wasn't being aggressive. If anything, I mimicked her gentleness in touching her body.
Yet Eirin transformed into a woman's expression from my light caresses. She tried to play it cool, but it showed. Somehow, she felt all the more endearing.
"Young Master... for a noble like you to touch a lowly maid like me directly..."
"No. Does my touch displease you?"
"Ah... No... it's fine... Ungh..."
I carefully pulled Eirin into an embrace. My left hand cradled the back of her head while my right hand and mouth lavished her upper body.
"Ah... Young Master... Julian, Young Master..."
She gasped repeatedly, calling my name. Blossoms of heat bloomed across her flushed torso. Her ragged breaths brushed right beside me.
Seeing those pink lips, I nearly pressed mine against them without thinking—but I held back. Eirin's aroused state exuded such raw eroticism.
'Still, no kissing yet. I read in a etiquette book from the Border Count's mansion that women in the Holy Empire have surprisingly strong notions of chastity regarding kisses. Better be careful.'
I'd never shared a proper kiss myself. I was terribly curious. But knowing the significance of kisses between men and women here made me cautious.
'Yeah, better hold off for now.'
Instead, I left her upper body and moved downward. I fully hiked up the skirt of her maid uniform, revealing her underwear.
Today, she wore white band-style stockings without garters, matched with panties of the same color. I slid those neat panties down.
"Y-Young Master!"
Eirin cried out in surprise. As expected, the inside was thoroughly soaked. As I slowly pulled them down, clinging love juices stretched into lewd threads.
I placed the removed panties on the bed and buried my face between her thighs. The absolute territory where the band stockings ended.
My tongue roamed back and forth over that area. Her springy thighs were a feast of ecstatic softness.
"Haa... No... not there... haa..."
Her moans grew nasal. Since I'd decided to serve her today, I caressed her pelvis with both hands while intensifying my assault on her thighs.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Eirin could no longer resist my caresses, reduced to ragged breathing. I slipped my hands behind her thighs, spreading her legs wider.
"That place! No... ah!"
Eirin cried out urgently, as if anticipating my next move. But it was too late. I pressed my lips to her drenched slit.
I extended my tongue slightly. A mildly salty taste of her juices hit me. But the scent permeating from there was sweetly intoxicating, thick with lewd femininity.
"That place... is... dirty! For a noble like you, Young Master..."
Contrary to her words, her pussy was pristine. A startlingly vivid pink. Plump, cute outer labia neatly framing the tidy inner folds.
As I'd noticed before, it even carried a peach-like fragrance. I busily worked my tongue to savor her abundant nectar.
"Ah! Aah! Haaang!!"
I hadn't even touched her clit yet, but Eirin let out fervent moans. Even so, her refined pride kept her from fully devolving into a bitch's cries—that was so like her.
But I knew she'd submit soon. The Demon King's blood in me seemed to carry its effect even in my saliva.
I relentlessly targeted her plump pussy lips and the crevice of her crotch with my tongue.
"Haaang... aaaang... No... not there... it feels... ah!"
I was never rough. Instead, I traced slow circles with my tongue to drive her mad with need. Then I extended it further, slipping just slightly inside her.
Her endlessly soft inner walls entwined with my tongue. I rolled it around, exploring the moisture-laden cavern.
"Th-that place... haang♡!"
I already knew the location of Eirin's G-spot. A tongue had its limits, so I merely brushed it lightly.
Even that drew animalistic moans from her. As expected, Eirin's pussy was incredibly sensitive.
"P-please stop... Young Master!! Ahn... haang!!!"
No intention of stopping. I withdrew my tongue and pressed it to her clit. It was already rigidly swollen.
I circled it gently, stimulating it, then grazed it lightly with my teeth so it wouldn't hurt.
"Haang... ♡ haaaang...♡ Ah!! Hiiik!!"
Eirin writhed uncontrollably under the assault. She gripped the bedsheets, trying to endure the mounting pleasure surging through her body. But after so much foreplay, her hypersensitive nerves wouldn't calm easily.
Should I keep teasing her slutty pussy until she squirts? The sight of prim Eirin with legs splayed wide, gushing fluids from between them—an ecstatic vision.
Just imagining it was enough to make holding back impossible.
'But I shouldn't torment her too much. She's exhausted right now.'
In that case, better let her rest soon. Filling her depths with a load packed with the Demon King's essence would nourish her plenty. Since I wasn't entering her dreams as an incubus this time, it was the perfect opposite effect.
In the meantime, Eirin seemed to have climaxed once just from the cunnilingus.
"Haa... haa... haaa..."
Her eyes were slightly glazed. A vacant look I'd never seen on her before.
But to anyone who knew the sharp-minded Eirin, it was an alluring gaze brimming with lascivious heat.
"Haa... Young Master... Julian, Young Master... haa..."
Even after cumming once, she unconsciously called my name, urging me on. Between her widely spread legs, her pink lips beckoned silently.
Eirin wanted me.
"Got it. I'll make you feel even better, Eirin."
My tyrant had long been ready to claim his throne. Her entrance was prepared too. It was time.
I thrust my cock deep into her with all my strength.