Chapter 183
Chapter 183
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 183
Chapter Title: I Can't Hold Back Anymore
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That statement.
"I can't hold back anymore."
Just looking at Yuris's expression made it clear what it meant.
For the past few days—no, nearly the past few weeks—she hadn't come to our shop.
She couldn't.
There were various reasons.
The intensity of training for the Empire's Knight Orders had increased, and on the Emperor's orders, security around the capital had been strengthened.
On top of that, with the recent reports of a demon revival, the capital's defenses had been bolstered, leaving the Empire 1st Knight Order with no time to breathe.
Because of all this, Yuris hadn't been able to visit our shop or even call for me.
The last time I'd seen her was when I went to her office at the Knight Order headquarters.
She must have rushed over, because her face was flushed and her body heaved with heavy breaths.
"What about your duties, coming here like this?"
"......"
"First, come inside."
Her tone was firm.
But.
"Could you wait just a moment out there?"
I thought of Prelia, who was still working in the studio, and stopped her.
If I let her see a succubus without any explanation, misunderstandings were bound to arise.
Yuris was the one who knew better than anyone that the demon race had revived.
She was even the victorious knight who had fought them head-on at the front lines.
'If she sees Prelia now, we're done for.'
I held her back for a moment.
"What's wrong? Another customer? It was fine last time with Reina."
"No, it's just... I need a moment to tidy up."
"It's okay. I can handle a little mess."
"......"
Yuris looked incredibly urgent.
I was pondering how to calm her down.
"You're not hiding something else, are you?"
"What do you...?"
"Did you get a girlfriend or something?"
"Huh?"
No, what kind of nonsense is that?
"A girlfriend? Me? No way. How could I do this if I had a girlfriend?"
"Then let me in already. Why are you keeping me out?"
"...It's for another customer's secret. Just wait a bit."
"......"
She stomped her feet impatiently but nodded.
"...Fine. But come out quick. I'm seriously going crazy here."
"Got it."
I closed the door and went to find Prelia.
She was in the studio, analyzing magic circles and compiling information.
"Prelia, go up to your room right now."
"Huh? But I just started..."
"Go. You can't be here right now."
"......Is it because of that human outside? If it's that, I can handle it with my own power..."
"It's someone you can't handle with your power, so drop the pointless thoughts."
"Eek."
At my words, Prelia left the studio and headed up to her room on the second floor.
"Stay quiet."
"Yes."
Once I confirmed Prelia was fully upstairs, I opened the door again.
"Come in."
"The customer?"
"I sent them off. With magic."
"...You can do that?"
"I'm a mage."
"I see."
Yuris accepted it quickly and entered the shop.
"You seem especially urgent today. Built up that much?"
"......"
She didn't answer.
Just seeing her face turn bright red told me everything.
Yuris had already been pushed to her limit.
"So, how do you want to handle today's illusion? Let's talk about..."
I was about to tell her about a new illusion.
"Mmph!"
A rough hand grabbed me and pulled me in.
With a force I couldn't escape, I was drawn close to Yuris, and my lips soon met hers.
"Haa, haa."
A hot, sticky kiss.
Yuris held me tight, exchanging intense kisses.
Her lips parted, and her tongue slipped into my mouth.
Slurp, slurrp.
"Haaa~."
Her rough kisses ravaged my mouth amid hot breaths—the kind of intimacy I'd never experienced before.
The kind that crushes and devours the partner.
"Yuris...?"
"Haa, haa. I told you... I'm desperate..."
"I-I haven't even used the illusion yet..."
"What's wrong? You've already enjoyed my body in my office."
Her lips touched my neck.
Her face trailed down, licking my neck with her tongue.
"I've held back so long. I pulled all-nighters for days... On sentry duty, I couldn't even sleep properly."
"......"
"And the Guard Captain? They made up their own days off and slept easy. While me and my subordinates suffered like this."
"Y-Yuris, calm down..."
I tried to soothe her.
However.
"Stay still. Max, let me enjoy this a little more. Just a little."
Her grip on my arms was ironclad—impossible to break free.
Even if I used magic, I couldn't be sure I'd escape.
"You know? Lack of sleep makes people's sex drive explode."
"......"
"Guess that's it."
Yuris's eyes on me seemed slightly unfocused.
"Max, you look so cool."
I imagined it.
Crack!
Yuris roughly tearing my clothes off afterward.
With her strength, she'd overpower me easily.
Just like what I'd done to her in illusions—she'd try to do the same.
I probably couldn't resist.
The gap in our power was clear.
No matter how skilled a mage, no one could beat the Goddess of Victory in reality.
As I imagined that.
Yuris took my hand and pressed it against her body.
Where my hand, guided by hers, touched.
"Take care of me today too."
Her neck.
"Handle me rough. Like before."
Yuris grinned, her lips trembling slightly as if loosening.
She was clearly excited, thinking about what was coming.
"......"
"Make me collapse, unable to resist your overwhelming power."
"That's the illusion you want?"
Yuris nodded.
"Much rougher than what I just did..."
Her eyes sparkled with pleasure-mad glee.
"If possible, ravage me with the illusion."
She said it with a smirk, leaving her neck exposed for me to grip.
"...The Goddess of Victory can't be defiled."
It was always like this.
Even after we'd mixed bodies in her office pretending it was an accident, she'd brainwash herself that she absolutely couldn't be defiled.
That time we mixed, wasn't she defiled?
"But that was an illusion. So it's fine. Even if I indulge in pleasure like this."
She kept brainwashing herself like that.
The pressure of being the Goddess of Victory must weigh heavily.
These acts were probably her way of escaping that pressure.
In that case, I should give her what she wants.
"Understood. I'll do everything from start to finish while maintaining the illusion."
"...Yeah."
Yuris nodded.
I added a bit of strength to the hand gripping her neck.
"Guhk!"
As I squeezed her neck, tension flooded Yuris's body.
Still holding her neck, I kissed her.
Yuris greedily breathed while pressing her lips to mine and rubbing her tongue against me.
Saliva dripped down her chin, and a thick drop soaked her chest.
Just as her eyes trembled.
I snapped my fingers.
The magic circle activated.
She watched wide-eyed as the world changed.
The space that had been the studio transformed.
I'd briefly thought about what she'd like.
Yuris had experienced exposure play, humiliation by enemy generals, even rape play.
What would be the best illusion for her, starved of desire?
I had to think this through well, so the magic circle could compute and respond to her desires in the future.
I tensed up.
What illusion did she crave?
While waiting for the magic circle's calculations, I imagined scenarios to satisfy Yuris.
And what appeared before my eyes.
"......"
Was the studio where I always greeted customers.
With one difference.
'No magic circles.'
Not a single magic circle in sight.
The day I called Max to the Knight Order's office.
The day she gave her virginity to a man for the first time.
The day his dick entered her, pretending it was an accident.
That was when Yuris first knew the joy of sex.
She'd experienced sex indirectly through Max's illusions, but she knew it wasn't real.
Knowing it wasn't real let her endure days, even weeks.
She could settle for approximations.
Harsh training, and a bit of masturbation.
The unfamiliar experience of defeat to someone, the awkwardness of being dominated by a man—it was tolerable enough.
Side effects like feeling embarrassed at her male subordinates' bodies without realizing, or getting aroused by Max's body—but still tolerable.
But after experiencing real sex, things changed.
Nothing else could substitute for it.
The pleasure of the real thing couldn't be gotten from mere masturbation, training, or mock battle victories.
Being toyed with by a man, feeling extreme pleasure in a situation beyond her control.
Only Max could provide that.
Yuris, denied release against her will.
Pushed to her limits without proper sleep, the moment she declared she was off duty, she sought Max.
And the instant she saw him, she lunged in a frenzy.
She pinned him down and kissed him hungrily, but it wasn't enough.
Even pressing him with her strength, which no one in the Empire could match, kissing as if she'd devour him right then—it wasn't enough.
Even with the roughest kiss she'd ever given, she couldn't satisfy herself.
Her heart wasn't filled.
The prolonged kisses and skinship.
Binding his hands and forcing kisses, she realized.
'Ah, this isn't what I wanted.'
Not ravaging Max like rape.
She wanted something else.
Yuris thought back to her first visit to this shop.
-I want to know defeat.
The one sentence that started it all with him.
Defeat.
Realizing what she truly wanted, Yuris took Max's hand.
And placed it on her neck.
The contradictory situation where the Goddess of Victory, ignorant of defeat, now craved it herself.
Possible only because the Goddess of Victory herself was addicted to defeat.
"Do it. Ravish me as you please."
Max squeezed her neck and kissed her as if waiting, and Yuris felt a light orgasm.
Ahh, my head tingles.
Gasping raggedly, she looked at Max.
As Max cast the illusion magic and the new world he created appeared again.
'It's the same place.'
Yuris saw the identical room, minus the magic circles.
An illusion, yet more real than ever.
Seeing it, her heart pounded.
What do I do?
I want to be taken here, just like reality, so badly.
Quickly...
Yuris's hips swayed side to side, wagging like a tail.