Chapter 198: The Mermaid Princess and the Perverted Prince (6)
Chapter 198: The Mermaid Princess and the Perverted Prince (6)
If I had to describe my current mood in one sentence, it would be this:
—The feeling of having sex at your girlfriend's house when her mother suddenly walks in.
It wasn't her father.
If a girlfriend's father found out I was in the house, I might have been kicked out before I could even get my clothes on.
Right now, Nero felt like a mother-in-law.
"So, Mother, I don't think I'll be able to come over to rape you anymore."
Clink.
Zenith dropped the spoon she was using to eat her ice cream.
I wiped the spoon, scooped up some ice cream, and put it in her mouth, but Zenith just blinked, frozen in place.
"W-Why? She's just a maid, isn't she?"
"She's not just any maid."
It was because she was a Perfect Maid.
"If I were already having sex with her, it might be different, but since we haven't yet, showing her that I just go around picking up anyone would likely lead to disappointment."
"Is that maid really so incredible? Enough to make you stop sneaking into my room at night to rape me?"
"Yes. Quite. Even Serica said she 'couldn't gauge her skill.' Nero herself mentioned that her combat prowess is fairly high."
"...Is she not dangerous?"
"I've conducted a thorough investigation."
She wasn't a 'Black'—a threat.
"Even if she were dangerous, I can control her. I can give her what she wants."
"And what does this maid want?"
"Sexual Oppression."
"......."
Zenith tilted her head in confusion.
"Isn't that... the exact opposite of the path you're trying to take?"
"It seems that way at first glance. But she doesn't want to suppress sex itself. She just dislikes lewd women who scream for sex at every waking moment."
"...It sounds like it's becoming harder and harder to work in Fermaton Castle."
"Think of it this way, Mother."
Obscenity and Promiscuity are different.
"For the time being, instead of rape, I will serve you with love."
"W-What...?"
"No forced, rough acts. Just slow, leisurely sex. Whispering words of love, just like a couple."
"O-Oh, my."
Zenith's face flushed crimson in an instant.
"Does that maid like that sort of thing?"
"It's not that she likes it, but rather that she hates anything 'slutty.' Like... Queen Messalina, for instance."
"...The Queen is indeed a bit excessively promiscuous."
Even Zenith had to admit that Messalina's promiscuity was off the charts.
I simply enjoyed sex, but that woman was the type to make an entire kingdom crumble because of her lewdness and depravity.
"She neglects the affairs of state just to have sex, constantly hunting for cock. That is the definition of a dark ruler."
"Be careful. She is still the King of this realm."
"I acknowledge her as King. I simply question her method of governance."
Even I, who pretend to be obsessed with sex, do not engage in it during designated working hours.
Because I set clear boundaries from the start, even Laura doesn't try to touch me sexually while I'm working.
She just waits for my work to end so we can go have sex.
But Queen Messalina?
She starts her morning with a dose of male semen and keeps a dick in her mouth twenty-four hours a day.
I wouldn't be surprised if she showers or handles her business while still being mounted by a man, even when she's going to the bathroom.
She's an incredible woman in many ways.
And that is why I can trust a woman like Nero.
"This is just my guess, but I suspect Nero used to serve a woman like Queen Messalina."
"And that's why she hates promiscuous women?"
"Yes. I could tell just by looking at her."
I had set a trap.
Since I felt her gaze toward Laura was somewhat disapproving, I observed her reaction while engaging in Pure Love Sex with Laura.
"Nero doesn't hate sex. She hates vulgar sex addicts who constantly crave cock and want to do it at every turn."
"...Sigh. I feel like the roles have been reversed all of a sudden."
Zenith frowned.
"So, you're saying you have to walk on eggshells around Miss Nero until you finally bed her?"
"Please cooperate with me for a while, Mother."
"And if Fermaton recruits this maid, Nero, what is her value? Is it just you getting to bed her?"
"If I earn Nero's loyalty, we won't have to worry about being assassinated, at least not within the walls of Fermaton Castle."
Nero was a Perfect Maid.
"She is exceptionally skilled."
Naturally, she could thoroughly prevent assassins from entering or moles from spying.
"Just as a 'what if,' what if she's a spy from the Empire? What if she's a spy who has perfectly hidden her identity and infiltrated us in a way we can't possibly verify?"
"That's fine too. If the day comes when we finally have sex, she won't want to betray me once she's had a taste of my cock."
I was certain.
Of that much, at least, I was absolutely sure.
"Aren't you curious? Why a woman who could easily be the Head Maid of a royal palace or the Imperial Court accepted becoming a maid here in Fermaton."
"...Whatever the reason, I just hope no harm comes to you or us."
"You really don't need to worry about that. I've even put this on."
I pulled out the Gacha Ring I had fastened around my waist.
"If I say 'Go into heat'—"
"Eek?!"
Zenith hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.
Drip.
The fabric of her dress over her breasts began to darken as it grew damp.
"...Mother? Don't tell me?"
"N-No. It's just... I talked to Asti, and she said it would be good for my health..."
"Where are you wearing it?"
"......."
Zenith pointed toward her inner thigh, and I had no choice but to approach her.
"I'm sorry. I'm still not used to controlling it."
"No, it's fine. ...I trust you'll help me release it, anyway."
"Yes. ...In that sense, Mother. It's a first, but would you like to try 'that'?"
"W-What is 'that'?"
"It's nothing vulgar. Because..."
It was a type of play that could easily happen between a stepmother and son in a fantasy world.
"Have you ever heard of a Nursing Handjob?"
"...Pardon?"
Does Zenith switch to formal speech when she's flustered?
Or was it because she had never heard the term 'Nursing Handjob' in her life?
'Well, that makes sense.'
Where would a woman who was once a noble lady ever encounter something like a Nursing Handjob?
In that sense, I was incredibly satisfied right now.
"Your milk is flowing, isn't it? I'll suck it for you. Mother, please sit on the sofa over there."
"A-Ah, alright."
I led Zenith to the sofa, and she sat down gracefully.
Slide.
I lay down diagonally across her thighs.
Resting my head on the armrest of the sofa, I gently pushed aside the front of Zenith's dress and pulled out her breast.
'Whoa.'
Every time I saw them, I couldn't help but feel they were incredibly luscious and thrilling.
Lick.
I immediately tilted my head and buried my face in her breast, while simultaneously reaching down to unbuckle my belt and lower my pants slightly.
"I'll milk you, Mother, so please comfort my cock with your hand."
"Doing it with my hand isn't the problem, but..."
"Is there a problem?"
"...One breast is just sitting there idle."
Zenith slid her dress further off her shoulder.
The breast that had been partially hidden was now fully exposed. I immediately understood what she wanted and placed my free hand on it.
"I can't help it if it leaks."
"...Hehe, has Asti not taught you yet?"
Zenith winked and stroked my hair with one hand.
"Highly advanced Sex Magic can even do things like this."
"...Huh?"
Something was different.
The amount of milk flowing through her breast was much greater than usual.
It was as if one side of a double-headed faucet had been turned off, forcing everything through the other...?
"Don't tell me."
"I've learned how to make it come out of only one side using Sex Magic. I've never been pregnant, so I can't give you real breast milk, but I can give you as much Mana Milk as you want."
Zenith smiled, stroking my hair with one hand and my glans with the other.
"A Nursing Handjob. Hehe, do you like me touching your cock more, or do you like biting and sucking my breast more?"
"......Both, obviously."
Slurp.
I gave Zenith's breast a powerful suck while teasingly caressing her other breast with my hand.
"I'll be in your care from now on as well, Mother."
Lick, lick.
Zenith's smile, visible above the curve of her breast, was incredibly warm and benevolent.
"The feeling is mutual."
Squelch.
Slowly, we spent a leisurely time together, caressing each other's milk and cock as if comforting one another.
* * *
"It's a bit different from usual, but he's like that sometimes."
"My goodness."
Nero could hardly believe the scene Amy was showing her.
"Is the Young Lord really doing that right now? Senior?"
"He is. It might be hard to believe, but this isn't a one-time thing."
Amy shrugged as if it were no big deal, but for Nero, it was another shock to her system.
"Sucking the Countess's breast while having an erection..."
"The Young Lord is surprisingly a bit of a crybaby. When he's like that, he openly..."
Waaaah—.
Nero gulped at the strange, baby-like sound coming from inside.
"...There are times when he yearns for maternal love. It's not that he truly misses his mother, but rather due to the environmental characteristics of Fermaton."
"Environmental characteristics?"
"Since it's Fermaton, I suspect growing up without a mother's love as a child had an influence."
Fermaton.
A noble family where upbringing was bound to be starkly different from that of ordinary people.
"...The Young Lord said that he wants his own children to be born to a mother who loves them. And he's looking for a wife like that."
Amy looked Nero up and down.
"If you're interested, it might be good to keep that in mind. Even if you aren't, if you plan to keep working here, you'll have to serve the future Countess well."
"What about you, Senior?"
"Me? Well."
Amy calmly scratched her cheek.
"I don't really have any thoughts on it. I just hope Fermaton continues to grow."
"Why?"
"Because,"
Amy replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"That's the only way my salary will go up."