Synced Hiccups and Forbidden Voyeurism
Why did the clone of Laila that I replicated have a hymen that even the real Laila no longer possessed? Was it because the hair I used as the medium for replication came from Laila before she lost her virginity? Or did I unconsciously replicate the hymen separately? Or maybe I replicated her from a previous state? Who knows. And... right now, I didn't particularly care about any of that.
What matters to me is that I can once again savor Laila's tight pussy from the moment she just lost her virginity. 'I'm insane, for real...!' I needed to retract what I said before about the clone being slightly inferior to the original. Being able to replicate a hymen that the original no longer has, letting me relive the thrill of conquering someone's virginity once more... that's something the original can never match.
[Yuseong?]
Was it because of this unexpected situation with the hymen replication? I paused for a moment, and Laila on the other side of the crystal orb gazed at me with a puzzled look. Was it my imagination? Her face, reflected through the orb, seemed strangely flushed.
'...Why? I'm not even thinking about that time, so why does my body keep... Is it because I'm talking to Yuseong?'
Of course, it wasn't just imagination. Laila's face was truly reddening as subtle stimulations accumulated in her body, gradually heating her up.
[...You've been talking about yourself the whole time, and it's getting a bit awkward. Tell me about you. What happened in the past month that you couldn't even contact me?]
Worried that her subtly aroused body might lead to a slip of the tongue if she kept talking, Laila hurriedly passed the conversation baton to Yuseong.
'Damn.'
Thanks to that, I felt a slight pang of regret. I'd been planning to just listen to Laila as much as possible, projecting her voice onto the clone while enjoying the sex. And right when I was about to thrust into the clone's pussy after tearing her hymen, she asks me to talk at this timing? I didn't want to pull out. My cock, throbbing with excitement from just ripping through her hymen, wasn't satisfied yet.
So I...
"Uh.... Ngh. After that, I've been learning about mana from Master Karen...."
-Schlick♥ Schlick♥
I just kept going, lightly rocking my hips while carefully choosing my words.
'I can do this. Back on Earth, people talk while driving too.' The difference was gripping Laila's body instead of a steering wheel and thrusting my cock instead of pressing the pedal. But still, I could definitely hold a conversation while having sex.
'Come to think of it, I'm a real lunatic.'
For a moment, I felt utterly pathetic about myself... but that didn't make me want to stop.
[Mana?]
Luckily, my facial acting must not have been bad. Despite the cozy, sticky pleasure radiating from my cock that kept trying to loosen my expression, I managed to feign composure and speak. I couldn't hide the slight shaking of my body, but Laila, distracted by the content of my words, overlooked that minor inconsistency.
[Training in mana? Don't tell me you've already become a mana user?]
"Not exactly.... Ah. Or maybe I have?"
In response to Laila's question, I started to deny it thoughtlessly but quickly changed my words as I recalled the recent dungeon incident. That final strike that pierced the ogre's head after bursting its eye—that was definitely a mana-infused blow.
[You really became a mana user?!]
When I didn't deny it, Laila jolted upright in shock. The angle of the crystal orb shifted, and instead of her face, a flesh-toned mass the size of her face suddenly jiggled into view.
'Whoa, tits.'
Unlike before, when she'd worn the signature revealing robe of the Magic Tower, she was now in thin, flowing pajamas. Because she'd shot up so suddenly, the top had slipped slightly off her shoulder, exposing a glimpse of her armpit and the side of her breast.
'Insane.'
Of course, I could glance at the fully nude clone on the bed anytime, but seeing her breasts so precariously veiled through the orb had a different thrill. Storing that jiggling image in my mind, I grabbed and pinched the clone's breasts as if fondling the real ones beyond the orb.
-Squeeze♥
These tits jiggled resiliently too, and I'd pulled too hard—the flesh around the pink tip flushed red. Along with that...
-Perk♥
'...Hm?'
In the gap as Laila hurriedly adjusted herself and repositioned the orb, her pajamas clung briefly to her breast's curve, perfectly outlining it while the semi-transparent fabric teasingly revealed her skin.
'No bra?'
Did she not wear underwear to bed? Her porcelain skin peeked through the fabric, along with a distinctly pink hue different from the rest—standing stiffly erect.
'No way it's hard, right?'
The orb soon showed only her face again, but that brief pink glimpse was undoubtedly her nipple. Hard enough to poke visibly through her clothes. She didn't seem cold lying down... so why?
'Obviously not for the reason I'm thinking.'
Still, the unexpected sight ramped up my arousal even more. Channeling that excitement, I slipped one hand under Laila(clone)'s waist, lifting her effortlessly with raw strength and slamming my cock deep while suspending her in midair.
-Creeeak♥Creeeak♥Schlick♥
The bed creaked with every hip thrust, and Laila's freshly deflowered, tight pussy gradually softened. Suppressing the moans threatening to escape, I forced a smile and gave Laila a brief rundown of my training.
[Dungeon... ogre.... Yeah. With something like that, you might not have been able to contact me.]
-Plap♥Plap♥Plap♥
My movements grew fiercer, her pussy growing sloppier and wetter, producing sticky sounds. My image in the orb must have been shaking nonstop too, but Laila was too stunned by my mana user revelation to point it out.
[....Mm.]
No, beyond that, Laila herself seemed to be losing focus for some reason. Her face flushed oddly, her breathing slightly ragged, faint nasal tones slipping between her words. It looked just like she was getting aroused, making me fantasize about having remote sex with the real Laila.
'...No. Is it really just a fantasy?'
Seeing her like that reignited my earlier suspicion, but... I glanced at the glass orb on the inn room table and shook my head. No matter how much I replicated and smashed it before, the orb never had a scratch... so probably not. Whatever was up with Laila, I just needed to enjoy her expressions and those subtle moans like seasoning.
-Schlop♥Schlop♥
My gaze locked on Laila's mysteriously flushed face, hips pistoning relentlessly. Pulling out until just the tip showed, strings of clear fluid and a hint of blood coated my shaft. Then I drove forward again, forcibly stretching her tight walls.
-Schlurrrp!!♥♥
[Hic!]
".....?"
The moment I hilted deep, my cockhead battering her cervix, Laila's body twitched faintly beyond the screen, and she started hiccuping.
"Laila?"
[Wha...? Why... why suddenly... Hic!]
She looked surprised herself, hiccuping nonstop. The timing was so perfect I was startled too.
[Hic! Hic!]
Face red, she clamped her hands over her mouth to stop, but the involuntary hiccups tormented her relentlessly.
-Twitch! Twitch!
'....Hmm?'
Startled by Laila's sudden hiccups, I paused my hips, but while giving her time to calm, I focused on her movements. Her body subtly jolting with each hiccup. It looked just like...
'....Perfect.'
A crazy idea flashed in my mind. Feeling a twinge of conscience for thinking this while she suffered, but hey, fucking a clone while watching her through the orb was already going all the way. I fixed my gaze on the orb.
And the instant Laila hiccuped and jolted—
-Squelch!!♥
I timed it perfectly, thrusting vigorously into Laila(clone).
-Squelch!♥Squelch!♥
[Hic... Hic....]
-Twitch!♥Twitch!♥
Her body rocked in perfect sync with my thrusts, making it feel like I was truly fucking the real Laila. Her face burned red—embarrassed, maybe?—and my steady rhythm built me toward climax.
"Laila...!"
[Yeah?]
At the peak of pleasure, I mindlessly called her name and slammed into Laila(clone), ejaculating.
-Spurt!!♥
Thick semen battered her womb entrance, and Laila beyond the orb tilted her head. Feeling her walls clench around me, I dazedly savored the afterglow before hurriedly addressing her.
"....Ah, no. You look tired, and it's late anyway, so let's end the call."
-Pop♥
A flimsy excuse as I pulled out of the cum-drooling clone.
'Damn. Old habits...'
My habit of talking to clones during sex made me call Laila's name on reflex while cumming. Spouting that lame excuse, I anxiously watched her expression, wondering if she'd noticed anything odd.
'Dismiss the clone first.'
Just in case, I unsummoned the cum-soaked Laila clone and waited for her reaction.
[What? You call my name like that and suddenly want to hang up?]
Her hiccups fading, Laila peered into the orb, deeming my attitude suspicious...
[....Eek?!]
She suddenly flushed as if spotting something, then nodded hurriedly.
[Y-Yeah! It's late anyway... let's end the call here!]
"Huh? Oh, yeah."
[Pick up next time when I call!]
Her tone oddly flustered. With that, Laila ended the call abruptly.
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'...Wh-what was that just now...'
After hastily ending the call, Laila calmed her pounding heart, recalling what she'd glimpsed through the slightly tilted orb at the moment Yuseong climaxed.
'It... it was definitely standing, right?'
For some reason, she'd seen Yuseong pantsless, his ferocious cock rigidly erect. Just as her breasts had shown earlier, she'd caught a glimpse of his dick.
'Wh-why? Was he hard like that while talking to me?'
They'd just been having a normal chat, so why? And why was he pantsless to begin with? Calling her name suddenly was weird too...
'...No way.'
Trembling, Laila considered one possibility.
'While thinking of me...?'
She'd never seen it herself, but she knew a few things from books she'd secretly found in her master's study. Including knowledge about men pleasuring themselves.
Recalling that, Laila thought...
'He's crazy! No way he was doing that while talking to me through the orb...!!'
Convinced of her guess, she pounded her pillow, inwardly cursing Yuseong. To think he'd do that while watching her!
That was... that was...
'.......'
Though she'd meant to condemn it as dirty and impure, a different emotion welled up instead of negativity. Something like... satisfaction.
'While thinking of me.'
Replaying her guess, Laila unconsciously slipped a hand below.
-Drip....♥
Even after clearing her mind, her pussy was soaked beyond arousal. Earlier, a strange tingle had startled her into hiccuping.
'Maybe I...'
Was she the same kind of pervert as Yuseong—getting wet while talking to him, watching him? With that thought, Laila...
".....Ahh.♥"
Slowly closed her eyes, hand descending to comfort herself.
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"Fuck. The orb must've gotten nudged during climax...!"
After the call ended, I realized I'd accidentally bumped the orb mid-ejaculation and clutched my chest in worry.
'No way she saw anything, right...?'
I'd dismissed the clone right after cumming, but what if Laila spotted something weird? Her reaction seemed fine, though...
'Who knows. But given the angle and orb size, she couldn't have seen everything.'
At worst, maybe a glimpse of the clone's body. She'd probably think I had another woman on the bed.
....That'd still be a crazy situation. A guy with another woman in bed while calling another.
'Whatever. She said she'd call soon... Ah. Gotta learn orb usage from Master too. Might need to call her first if necessary.'
Curious if she'd seen anything, but not knowing how to initiate from my end, I sighed and stowed the orb. Then, with the clone gone, I hurriedly cleaned the spilled cum from the bed.
'Damn. Guess I'll sleep without sheets tonight...'
-Thud!!
"....Hm?"
As I started cleaning, I heard a faint thump like something hitting the wall and looked toward the sound.
"That's... Kir's room."
Recalling it was the direction of Kir's room—the cat beastkin I'd bumped into at the inn earlier—I tilted my head. But no more sounds came, so I shrugged and continued cleaning.
"Does that room have the bed against this wall?"
Probably sleep-talking and thumping the wall or something.
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".....Haa....Ngh...♥"
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