Chapter 252
Chapter 252
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Translator: Ebonarch
Chapter: 12
Chapter Title: Meaning
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'...Fuck.'
Of course, there was no way I could shake my hips myself right here.
My body was hypersensitive in a bizarre way, and my stamina was pathetically frail.
If nothing else, a normal position might've been manageable, but with the Heavenly Demon on top of me? Thrusting my hips like this?
"...I'm sorry, my lord. In this position, it would be better if you moved yourself..."
"Ah, I see. It would be easier for you if I lay down."
-Thud
When I hinted at it indirectly, the Heavenly Demon actually lay down on the bed just like that.
As our positions shifted, her folds brushed against my shaft, sending an ominous jolt of sensation through me. Thankfully, it wasn't enough to push me over the edge right then.
"There. Now you should be able to move."
The Heavenly Demon lay there with my cock still buried inside her, exuding a seductive aura.
...This left me with no escape whatsoever.
With her even going so far as to lie down for me, what excuse could I possibly use to run now?
'...I have to make this work somehow...'
I muttered curses under my breath as I adjusted my position, placing my hands on either side of her slim waist.
The soft, feminine texture of her skin enveloped my palms, sending a dizzying thrill through me. Once again, I was struck by just how impossibly narrow her waist was.
-Gulp
It was almost ridiculous, but her beauty was utterly flawless—no blemishes to pick at even if I tried.
The mere fact that she could rival my master's looks meant she was far beyond ordinary standards.
Her breasts might be smaller than my master's, but even that was exceptional by Central Plains measures.
Honestly, her appearance was so close to my ideal that I couldn't deny it.
If not for that ominous glimpse from the heavenly secrets and her terrifying personality, I might've actually fallen for her.
It wasn't a lack of charm keeping me from opening up—it was fear of her nature.
And hadn't she made a promise?
That she'd give back as much love as I gave her.
Assuming she kept her word, treating her well would mean she'd treat me well in return.
Play my cards right, and even this suffocatingly heavy affection might soften into something more normal.
'...I have to make this work somehow.'
I couldn't spend my life pinned down as her cum slave, so I steeled myself and gripped her waist tighter.
Whether I'd become a beloved husband or just a moaning, ejaculating toy beneath her depended entirely on me.
If it turned into the latter...
-Chill!
I shoved the body-shaking scene from the Heavenly Demon's heavenly secrets out of my mind and gritted my teeth again.
Unfamiliar as it was, drawing on a few prior experiences and instinct, I pulled my hips back, sliding my cock out from inside her...
-Squeeze!
'Urk...'
Even after being buried to the hilt, her insides clung desperately as if starved for more. When I tried to withdraw, they gripped me fiercely, refusing to let go.
As if they didn't know—or even if they did—that I'd be coming back. As if they couldn't bear even that brief separation.
A sticky obsession transmitted through my shaft, like it was alive. Cold sweat beaded inside as I forced my hips back further.
I hadn't noticed when she was devouring me from above, but moving slowly with my frail body revealed a chilling sensation utterly unlike any woman I'd experienced before.
That dark, viscous fixation creeping from my cock up to my nape.
Not some petty tantrum about parting—it felt like a genuine refusal to tolerate even a moment's absence.
-Tremble
I desperately suppressed the instinctive shivers I didn't even realize had started, keeping up the motion until only the glans remained, then fully withdrew.
Yet her folds, now just holding the tip, had softened completely, as if that sticky obsession had vanished.
One slight tug, and it would slip free.
'...What if I just pulled out like this?'
The dark fixation that had caressed my neck moments ago was no illusion—it was real. Though it had faded from view now.
What if I didn't thrust back in? What if I pulled out and fled right now?
'...'
I don't know what possessed me in that moment.
Out of some foolish curiosity, I tugged my hips back a little more, trying to slip the glans free...
-Chill!
-Slap!
"Hah...! Huhk...!"
A thick wave of murderous intent flooded my entire body in an instant. Instinct drove my hips forward again.
A survival reflex, pure and simple.
-Tremble... Tremble...
'Wh-what was that?'
It happened in a flash.
Something had gone down, but before my brain could process it, my body reacted on autopilot. It took a moment for my mind to catch up.
My hands planted beside her waist.
The massive swell of flesh looming in my vision.
It didn't take long to realize I'd thrust all the way back in, strength draining from my hips as I slumped forward over her body.
"S-sorry..."
Embarrassed by my sudden blunder, I tried to apologize and push myself up, but the attempt failed before it began.
-Buckle
'...!'
-Twitch
Sensing the massive wave of pleasure surging from below too late, I froze in an awkward half-collapse, taking it full force.
"Ah... Aaaah...!"
-Spurt! Spurt!
My already quivering hips, barely holding on, gave out completely, and I collapsed limply onto her.
"...Are you alright?"
"Ah... Aah..."
-Spurt! Spurt!
Worried by my sudden fall, the Heavenly Demon asked if I was okay, but I had no breath to spare for an answer.
Even at full strength, climax always blanked my mind white, leaving me trembling and moaning. Now, soaked in booze and exhaustion, I was helpless.
All I could manage was flailing my arms like rusty gears, hugging her body to somehow disperse the pleasure.
Cling to anything to endure it—that was the plan. But how did she interpret my desperate thrashing?
-Twitch! Twitch!
"Ah, n-no, not riiiight nooow...!"
Her insides began stimulating my already ejaculating cock relentlessly, like a predator snatching back what was hers.
As if demanding everything I had. Movements that felt willful, almost inspiring a twinge of fear.
"Ah... Uh... Ah..."
Tears spilled from my glands, blurring my vision, as the prolonged orgasm finally ebbed.
For reference, just yesterday—counting only what I remembered—I'd cum eight times, gotten forced to squirt, passed out, and barely woken up.
Honestly, the fact that my dick was even hard was a miracle. Beyond that, enduring this merciless milking bordered on torture.
Or maybe not even yesterday. Considering she'd revived me after I blacked out and recovered herself, maybe only two or three hours had passed?
With such short "rest" compared to the abuse, my condition had limits.
And that's why I'm saying this now.
"Ahk... Ahhaak..."
"...Are you really alright? Your breathing's ragged."
"N-no... Not okay..."
-Tremble... Tremble...
My condition had hit its absolute limit with that last ejaculation.
No strength in my hips, arms, legs—not even my fingertips or toes.
Even my cock, usually the healthiest part of me, was the same.
Not fully limp, but far from robust.
Compared to peak form, it was noticeably softer.
If even my dick had lost its vigor, my state was critically dire.
This body stayed hard even after passing out mid-sex. Losing that meant I'd pushed past my breaking point.
A warning signal: collapse and rest, or else.
"Hm... You do look utterly spent."
"I... I need to rest now..."
"If you're not well, then rest. I'm fine."
Seeing how wrecked I was, the Heavenly Demon readily allowed it.
Good thing, too—I'd been agonizing over what to do if she refused.
I wanted to pull out and flop onto the bed, but I lacked even that strength. Just a short break, then...
-Rustle
As I lay there exhausted, she gently laid me back on the bed.
Her unexpected tenderness moved me, tears pricking my eyes. But something felt off.
Why was the Heavenly Demon sitting up over me?
Why couldn't I see my own dick?
"...My lord?"
"I've got the hang of it now, so you just lie there and rest. Let me give it a try."
"N-no... That's not what I meant..."
"No need to refuse. Wouldn't you regret it ending after just once? Even if it's my first time, I'll do my best to satisfy you."
...What the hell was this woman saying?
I was on the verge of collapse—regret ending here?
Even with my brain sluggish, those words made no sense.
I opened my mouth to protest, but one possibility flashed through my mind.
'...Does she not know men lose stamina with every orgasm?'
Recalling how she'd stimulated my oversensitive cock even harder right after, she probably didn't grasp that excess pleasure turns to pain.
The terror of an ignorant virgin manifesting like this.
'I-I have to tell her quick.'
If she stayed clueless, I'd bear the consequences. I started to explain—then a detail caught my eye.
The red bloodstains on my cock and the sheets around it.
'...Ah.'
Too exhausted to remember, but this was her first time.
And what I'd tried to ask for was to stop because I was too drained.
'...'
I'm really at my limit.
Like, dying from exhaustion.
[I'll make a promise. Whatever affection you give me, I'll return without betrayal.]
-Grind
It sounded romantic, but it really meant my treatment scaled with my effort.
The more I backed away, the closer I edged to the cliff.
Running now just dumped the karma on future me.
"...Pl-please... take care of me..."
Feeling that dark, sticky obsession coil around me again, I averted my eyes from the Heavenly Demon gazing down.
...The tears from before trickled out once more.