Chapter 255: There's a Sister Threesome, and You're Going to the Labyrinth?! (2)[R-18]
Chapter 255: There's a Sister Threesome, and You're Going to the Labyrinth?! (2)[R-18]
Smack!
The sound echoed through the room.
Those waiting outside flinched, thinking someone had been slapped, but I wasn't the one who took the hit.
"Snap out of it, Sister!"
"Ah, ugh... right."
Astarotte had slapped Evelyn’s cheeks.
It wasn't a violent blow; she just used both hands to pat some sense back into Evelyn’s dazed mind, much like a baseball manager encouraging a player.
"Count. How can you just ask for sex like that out of nowhere?"
"But sex is sex."
"What happened to the moody lines? You know, like 'Shall we have a cup of tea and talk?'"
"I threw those away when I became a Count. Now that I've reached this rank, can't I at least propose a roll in the hay to a Mage Tower Master?"
"That’s not usually how it works. Sigh, honestly."
Astarotte clung to Evelyn’s side as if she had no choice.
"I’m only letting the fact that you’re having sex with my sister slide because you’re the Count. If it were any other man, I would have crushed his cock by now."
"You seem like a different person all of a sudden."
"Maybe because I’m a succubus now instead of a human?"
"That’s a completely nonsensical answer."
Astarotte giggled, playfully pinching Evelyn’s cheek.
Unlike her usual self, she was being remarkably energetic. It was likely her own way of being considerate—stepping up proactively so that Evelyn would get swept up in the mood and join in on the sex.
Fine by me.
I’ll gladly accept that consideration.
In the first place, without Astarotte’s help, having sex with Evelyn would probably be quite an uphill battle.
"Asti. Shall we try 'that'?"
"That?"
"Yeah."
"...Hehe."
Astarotte looked into my eyes, her gaze turning sultry.
The 'plays' I referred to as 'that' were countless, but the conclusion was always the same.
"Sure. Let’s do it. But since it’s Sister’s first time, you have to be gentle."
"Asti, what are you saying... Mmph?!"
Lick.
Astarotte pounced on Evelyn.
Even if they were sisters, I never imagined I’d see a same-sex kiss—
'Wait, was this in the original?'
Actually, I had imagined it.
I remembered seeing R-18 fanart of the Barbas sisters—Astarotte and Evelyn—doing exactly this. I recalled a scene where they were having sex with one man simultaneously, performing a double blowjob on his cock while trying to steal the semen from each other's mouths.
That was all because Astarotte had become a succubus, and Evelyn’s boundaries regarding her sister were quite low.
It wasn't exactly lesbian incest.
It felt more like Evelyn was helplessly indulging her younger sister’s whims.
"Hey now, Asti. How can you take Evelyn’s mouth for yourself before I’ve even had a taste?"
"Is that so?"
"W-wait... I haven't said I’d have sex yet...!"
Evelyn hurriedly waved her hands, pushing Astarotte aside.
"Don't just naturally create an atmosphere for sex while talking about it so casually!"
She was genuinely angry.
"And you, Asti! Stop doing weird things all of a sudden!"
"But Sister, you opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue. You didn't even resist."
"That’s because you surprised me! Even if you’re my sister, kissing a girl is just... wrong!"
"Then how about kissing a man?"
"You!!"
Evelyn shouted, pointing a finger at me.
"If you keep trying to force sex like this...!"
"A 63-story Great Mage Tower."
"Ugh...!"
"Built floor by floor with magic stones from the 1st to the 63rd."
"Kh...!"
"And we’ll dig several more floors into the basement to create a very special secret base just for the Tower Master."
"......."
Evelyn’s finger slowly lowered.
"Magic stones to build the greatest Mage Tower on the continent—who else can provide them so infinitely?"
"It’s... the Count...."
"And if I’m to continue providing those magic stones for free, shouldn't there be some kind of compensation?"
I boldly dropped my pants.
Standing there completely naked, Evelyn turned her head away but couldn't help stealing glances at my cock.
"There’s no man as generous as me. No man as much of a pushover. Just have sex with me once, and if you keep doing it, I’ll provide everything in Fermaton. What’s the big deal?"
"......."
"Sex once, and then whenever you’re bored, whenever you’re in heat, whenever you want to—just come and have sex. How long are you going to stay in this cramped little Mage Tower in Fermaton? Hmm?"
"He’s right, Sister. Just have sex with the Count once. I’m telling you, the world changes."
Astarotte chimed in from the side.
"Look at me. The Count broke my curse, and since we started having sex, my magic power has increased tremendously, and my sex magic techniques have improved. I even formed a contract with the Succubus Queen, so it’s no exaggeration to say I’m at the Archmage level when it comes to sex magic now."
"That’s sex magic."
"Sister, you’re already at the Archmage level, but imagine if the Lord’s mana filled you up even more. As long as the Lord has that, his mana is infinite."
"Exactly."
I spread my arms, proudly flaunting my own 'Mage Tower' to Evelyn.
"This is the strongest tower in history, one that could even ravish a goddess."
"What kind of nonsense is that...?"
"You’ll find out whether it’s nonsense or not once you take it in your pussy. Don't worry. Whether it’s your first time or not, I’ll fuck you gently."
"If I had actually had sex before, I wouldn't even be arguing!"
Evelyn curled up on the sofa, muttering to herself.
"It’s because I’ve never done it even once...!"
"But Sister, you masturbate all the time."
"Hey!"
Evelyn screamed at Astarotte’s exposure.
"Ho-ho. Then it’ll be even easier for you to understand. Sex is much better than masturbation."
I stepped toward Evelyn and knelt before her.
"If you don't want to have sex, you can stop right here. I don't have sex with women who don't want it."
"But if I don't have sex..."
"Support for the Mage Tower will be kept within common-sense limits. Giving everything away is a privilege reserved for the women I sleep with—my people, the people of Fermaton."
"Sister. It’s not a bad thing at all. You have to have sex at least once in your life anyway, so why not experience it with the best cock in the world?"
"How can you talk about sex so easily... Sigh."
Evelyn leaned her head back, covering her face with her hands.
"There’s probably nowhere else but Fermaton where people talk about sex this casually."
"That is the very identity of Fermaton."
"Don't you mean the identity of Ruji Fermaton?"
"The Fermaton line has been starved for lust for generations. It’s just that the way we manifest it has changed."
I gently placed my hands on Evelyn’s knees.
"The previous generations solved it in strange ways, but I’m just being more proactive."
"...Sigh."
Evelyn let out a deep sigh, and I felt the tension in her legs slowly melt away.
"I’m opening them."
Slide.
As I spread her knees apart, the pale pink underwear nestled beneath her skirt came into full view.
"Oh."
Unlike Astarotte, who wore sexy lingerie like everyday clothes, Evelyn’s underwear was cute—pink cotton with a small ribbon on top.
"W-what are you smiling at?"
"Because it’s cute."
"Cute, my foot..."
"So, my cute Miss Evelyn. Will you have sex with me? Just give me the word, and I’ll give you everything I can."
"......Do you have any idea what the annual budget for a Mage Tower is?"
"How much resource do you think I’ll be able to pull from the Fermaton Infinite Labyrinth that I’m about to rule? Hmm?"
This was a deal.
A transaction to practically bring the Mage Tower—which officially claimed neutrality—under Fermaton’s control.
"If the Tower really falls on hard times, I’ll even sell my body. Astarotte. If you squeezed out as much of my essence as possible in a day, how many magic stones could you make for the Tower?"
"Hmm... about four days' worth?"
"There you have it."
I lightly kissed Astarotte’s thigh.
"If I give you all the essence I pump out every four days, wouldn't that be enough to fund the entire Mage Tower?"
"Those are magic stones."
"How you manage those stones is up to you."
"...Sigh."
Evelyn was still hesitating, but she didn't reject my touch.
"Don't worry. Fermaton will not fall. Ten years from now, you will never regret the choice you made to spread your legs here today."
"You know what it means for a Mage Tower to belong to a Count’s family, right?"
"I know full well."
In reality, it was treason against the state.
A Mage Tower never belonged to anyone except the Royal Family.
"Are you really planning to establish a Fermaton Kingdom or something?"
"......."
Mwah.
I answered by kissing the deep part of her inner thigh.
"Honestly. Sigh. I don't know how to even put this into words..."
Evelyn reached down and pulled at the hem of her skirt inside her mage robes.
"...You can make sure I don't regret this, right?"
"Of course."
At my answer, Evelyn closed her eyes.
She slowly lowered her underwear, and I pulled the fabric down, discovering the true pink that had been hidden behind the pale pink cloth.
"Oh...."
I couldn't help but marvel.
"Asti, did you tell her to groom herself?"
"No. Why?"
"Because it’s perfectly trimmed for licking."
"Ah, really...?"
Astarotte smirked and slid down from the sofa.
"Count. Let’s do that. You know, that."
"Now? Here?"
"Yes. You’re the one who suggested it."
I knew exactly what Astarotte was talking about.
This girl... she might not be a lesbian, but she really loved her sister a bit too much.
"...Then we must."
"Hehe."
"Wait, Asti, what are you trying to—?"
Slurp.
I took my place on the right, and Astarotte pressed close to my left.
"Foreplay."
Then, Astarotte and I buried our faces into Evelyn’s spread thighs, our foreheads touching.
Lick.
"Hiee-ut?!"
Tongues.
Two tongues simultaneously licked both sides of Evelyn’s pussy mound.