Chapter 67
Chapter 67
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 67
Chapter Title: Eirin's Dream and Morning Service (2)
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"Slurp... Schlop... Slurrrp..."
Eirin's lips touched my cock for the first time in ages. Even though it was a dream—no, precisely because it was a dream—the slick sensation of her mouth melted me completely.
"Schlurp... Lick... Haa... How's that feel, Young Master? Does it feel good? I know your cock better than anyone in the entire continent! So I can make you feel amazing... really pile on the pleasure... Sluuuurp..."
Eirin knew every sensitive spot on my cock all too well. She gathered her slender fingers into a tight ring and twisted it relentlessly around the shaft.
And maybe because it was a dream, she was even bolder than usual. The pressure from her hand was intense enough to make my shaft throb on the verge of bursting. My pleasure spiked several times over.
Meanwhile, at the tip of my glans, her pale pink tongue darted out busily.
"Lick... Slurp... Your cock... tastes so good...♡"
She sucked it like it was the most delicious thing ever. At the sight of Eirin's unbelievably lewd behavior, my cock sprang straight up.
"It's so tasty... Schlurp... Young Master's delicious little baby... It's all mine... I won't let any other woman have it... Slurrrp..."
Just like how saliva pools in your mouth at the sight of your favorite food, Eirin's mouth was flooded with thick drool.
That lewd saliva dripped endlessly down my shaft. Eirin's eyes sparkled.
Splurt—splurt—
Using her spit as lube, her handjob sped up even more. And yet her tongue never stopped teasing the head of my cock.
It was exactly the sensation of the morning service she always gave me.
But there was one big difference. Unlike her usual service, which always put my pleasure first, right now Eirin was savoring the taste of my cock just as much, indulging herself without restraint.
"Oh my. Young Master must be feeling really good too? Look at all this cute precum..."
She toyed with the bead of Cowper's fluid at the tip like it was part of some plaything, swirling her fingertip around it gently. When she pulled her finger away, a sticky string trailed behind, and Eirin beamed with delight.
"Hee hee. Turned on by little old me? I love that."
I almost nodded and said yes on reflex. But this was still inside her dream. To stoke her desires even higher, I stayed silent.
"Tch. You've been fooling around with all those other girls lately. My handjob and blowjob aren't good enough anymore, huh?"
Eirin puffed out her cheeks in a pouty frown. It was adorable, but it sent a slight chill down my spine too. This was so unlike her usual self.
It was the kind of cute yet slutty expression that only came out when she was possessed by her inner demon.
"Hmph... You keep avoiding my service, so I'm the only one left frustrated all the time! Bad Young Master—you need to be punished!"
Eirin grabbed my hand and shoved it between her thighs. Normally she'd be wearing panties, but they were already gone. Dreams didn't bother with logic like that.
Her pussy lips were already sopping wet.
"How's that? The lowly maid's pussy juice, all over the hand of a noble duke's heir! Hnng... This is your punishment for fooling around with those bad girls behind my back. Go on, touch my pussy... my maid pussy lots and lots. Horny Master... Haah!"
She called it punishment, but to me it was a reward. And then Eirin started using my inserted hand like a masturbation toy.
"Hnnng... Haaht... Feels good...♡ Young Master's fingers in my dirty hole... Hiii... And it's not me touching myself... So this isn't masturbation... I'm not a slutty maid... Ahh!"
Her pert clit poked out proudly from its hood. Eirin gripped my hand like a tool and rubbed it furiously against her clit.
"Aaaht... Good...♡ So good... Is this masturbation...? No... Your hand makes it fake masturbation... Good...♡ Uwaaaan!!"
Eirin wailed with moans and slutty cries as she surrendered to pleasure. Before I knew it, her black dress top had been yanked down to her waist.
She kept my hand wedged between her thighs and used her free hands to roughly squeeze her cute little peach-like breasts.
"Aht... Good... Breasts... Nipples... Feels so good when you touch them...♡"
Nipples and clit—Eirin's were especially sensitive endpoints. She fondled her own tits, letting out high-pitched moans.
I sneakily teased her clit in return, pushing her arousal even higher.
"Aht... Haaht... Good... Masturbating with Young Master's hand... Good maids aren't supposed to do this... But it feels good... Ahn... Haaang...!!"
Her hips twitched nonstop. And the most surprising part was her expression.
During all the times she'd served me, Eirin had climaxed countless times but always hid her lost-in-pleasure face.
Not now. No shame whatsoever. The face that always masked her emotions was completely melted away.
With a radiant, spring-morning glow, she expressed every wave of pleasure vividly.
"Ahn... Doing this stuff... In Young Master's mansion... Using Young Master's body... Secretly masturbating like some vulgar maid... I need to be punished... Punish me... Hiit?!!"
When I slipped a finger inside her pussy, she reacted even more intensely.
"Haaang!! I'm gonna cum... Feels too good... Hold me... Hold me tight!!"
I pressed right up against Eirin. Somehow, we were both completely naked now.
She pushed me flat on my back and straddled me, grinding her pussy lips desperately against my thigh.
"Ahn...♡ Henng...♡ Vulgar masturbation on Young Master's thigh... Goood... Love Young Master...♡"
In seconds, my thigh was slick with her lewd juices.
Squelch-squish—
Her spread pussy made the lewdest sounds imaginable. Her moans grew louder, filling her room.
"Uwaaaan!! Can't hold it!! Gonna cum on Young Master!"
She arched her back like a drawn bowstring and squirted a flood of girl-cum all over my thigh. Using me for this pseudo-masturbation had pushed her to orgasm in no time.
"Haa... Haa..."
She panted with glazed eyes. The perfect, utterly devoted maid Eirin had just used my body for some filthy masturbation.
And she'd acted with a level of cuteness I could never imagine from her usual self.
That alone seemed to drain all her pent-up lust. She flopped onto the bed and passed out.
Even though we hadn't had actual sex, my Incubus trait proficiency shot up to full.
'Incubus... Scary trait.'
Peering too deeply into someone's psyche wasn't always a good thing. Cute as it was, though.
I gazed at the soundly sleeping Eirin and quietly slipped out of her room. Taking any more of her lust might burden her body.
'Better not push it.'
Besides, seeing her all cutesy-maid like that again probably wouldn't be great for my heart.
I escaped her dream.
It was a strange dream.
When she woke, it was morning. Last night, the Young Master—who hadn't accepted her service in a while—had insisted on morning attendance.
'In exchange, make sure you give me service tomorrow morning without fail. Get a good night's sleep for it.'
At his words, she'd gone to bed earlier than usual. Normally, she'd stay up late handling Young Master-related tasks.
But diligent maid Eirin couldn't disobey him.
'Even so, getting an early night and having a bad dream like that...'
Probably just exhaustion. Unpleasant scenes she didn't want to remember had popped up—like traces of the Young Master with other women.
Not all bad, though. She'd worn that black dress she'd been too shy to touch since the changing room incident.
And she'd played with a cute cat that looked just like the Young Master.
But... recalling the next part made her heart sink. She'd done all sorts of awful, un-maid-like things in the dream. It felt so vivid.
'I masturbated... using a version of Young Master from the dream?'
He'd been wearing the stately Reinhardt uniform. Yet she'd used that image for the most depraved masturbation imaginable.
The memory of her slutty self flooded back, filling her with guilt.
'No. My mind's been too lax lately.'
She'd been seeing Julian Young Master as a man more and more. That was wrong. She was his exclusive maid, nothing more.
They could never be lovers. The class divide made it impossible.
She needed to devote every moment to serving him properly. The erotic dream had left her tired, but she'd slept long enough—time to snap out of it.
Eirin lightly slapped her cheeks with both hands.
"Get it together, Eirin."
And today was morning service after so long. She couldn't indulge her own desires like in the dream.
Service meant prioritizing his pleasure. That way, she could milk out every last drop.
With her resolve hardened, Eirin knocked on the Young Master's door.
Morning came. In that short time, I'd absorbed a ton of Eirin's lust. Feeling refreshed, I got up and waited for her in my room.
Using the interval, I replayed what I'd seen in her dream last night.
'She definitely sees me as a man. Eirin does.'
I knew she wasn't an ordinary maid. Her past, vaguely mentioned in Demon King's Son. And I'd already learned the details from head butler Roberto.
The western continent of Eisland: a coalition of minor kingdoms called the Kingdom Alliance. Eirin had been a princess of Gloria, one of its now-fallen nations.
That refined air unfit for a commoner probably came from her background. But now, she was just a commoner.
Even if her kingdom hadn't fallen, a border count heir wasn't for some minor princess to covet.
Wilhelm Border Count doted on her, sure. But with Third Imperial Princess Lilia as my official fiancée, Eirin's hopes were impossible.
That was from Wilhelm and the Empire's perspective, though. I could certainly embrace her feelings.
'My demon king's blood keeps whispering to claim her, after all.'
Since the demonization quest started, one emotion dominated me. A compulsive voice echoing in my brain.
[Meet a woman of strong destiny and make her submit to you. That is the demon king's fate.]
A woman of strong destiny. I recalled the alert from her first service.
The A+ grade after Eirin's real name. I'd thought it just rated her looks.
But no. Like the whispering voice, it must mark her as a 'woman of strong destiny.'
'Is that why my father Lucifer chose Saintess Agnes as his mate?'
Back in the Great War era, no woman on Eisland had a stronger destiny than Agnes.
But Eirin wasn't the only one with A+. Lilia and Chloe too. For now, they all qualified as strong-destiny women.
The voice urged me to claim them all. So Eirin deserved the same treatment as noble Lilia or Chloe.
That's why I'd use today's morning service for her pleasure, not mine.
To ensure she could never escape me. I'd carve myself deep into her body.
"Young Master. It's Eirin."
Right on cue, she arrived for morning service. I told her to come in.