All's Well in the Lord's Household — Servicing Emil
"My, what a magnificent specimen. And you're telling me you've never put this to use even once, at your age? Good heavens — I feel sorry for every woman in the world."
Did having a handsome face automatically mean you got a handsome cock to match?
Emil's cock ranked among the finest I had ever laid eyes on. It couldn't match the Manager or Yujin for girth, but those two were in a league of their own — this was more than respectable, well above average. The length was enough to bump right up against a cervix with a nice little thock.
There wasn't a single bulging vein in sight, nor any dark discoloration — just a soft, even flush of rose. The head was thick and meaty, the kind you'd want to suck on, and he must have bathed with genuine diligence, because even down there he smelled faintly sweet.
So even a young lord's cock came out looking like a young lord, huh?
Truth be told, my own tastes ran toward something ranker — a grotesque, vein-roped monster violent enough to pulp my insides. But every now and then, a delicacy like this wasn't half bad.
"Then I'll get you ready. While I do, would you like to admire mine as well, Emil?"
I didn't wait for his answer. I swung my crotch right into his face.
I may not look like much, but when it comes to a pretty pussy, I refuse to take a back seat to anyone.
"Hah—!"
As if to prove my point, Emil sucked in a sharp breath, and the hot puff of it tickled right against my folds. A real shame I couldn't see his expression from this angle.
"If you want to touch my pussy — or taste it — you're welcome to, as much as you like. Go right ahead. …Nnngh~ no, wait. If you don't mind, please just grab it and play with it however you want. My pussy is a filthy little slut-cunt that's starving for a man's hands."
"W-what kind of nonsense are you— I-I would never do something like that."
"Hm? Are you the type who just slams it in during sex without any foreplay? I don't particularly mind if you do it that way, but… that doesn't sound very gentlemanly either."
Emil shut his mouth. He seemed thoroughly confused about which value judgment he was supposed to land on.
You can just do whatever you want, you know.
I was going to have to support him properly if I wanted his true nature to wake up.
"Well then, Lord Cock — I shall eat you with relish.♥ Chup.♥"
I pressed my lips to the tip and unspooled my tongue, dragging it up the shaft in a long, wet stripe.
For a young gentleman like Emil, this must have been something beyond imagination.
"S-stop that! You mustn't lick something so filthy!"
"It isn't filthy.♥ If anything, my mouth is the dirtier of the two. Calling a cock this lovely and magnificent dirty is just ridiculous.♥"
And even if it were dirty — so what?
It tastes this good.♥
Emil's cock had a relatively mild flavor. But that blandness had an unexpected depth to it. It didn't flood the brain with intoxication the way other cocks did in a single hit — and yet no matter how much I sucked, I just kept wanting to suck it again.♥
So I did.
Lick, lick, lick, lick.♥♥♥
"Nngh!? Haaah—! W-what is this… I've never…!!"
The moment I started deploying my technique in earnest, Emil's hips lifted off the bed, thrashing for even a little more of my tongue. How adorable.
I deliberately stoked his lust, tipping my head up just enough to dribble the glans around on the tip of my tongue like a toy. My hands didn't sit idle either — I stroked his shaft and rolled his balls, drilling for semen with slow, patient fingers.
It reminded me of the time I'd taken Hans's virginity. Of course, compared to back then, my skill had risen to an overwhelming degree. I could make a man who didn't know the first thing about using a woman finish in seconds. And the reverse, too — I could hold him exquisitely on the edge and refuse to let him come.
"Blehhh~"
I let a thread of drool spill onto a volcano that looked ready to vomit lava at the slightest extra stimulus. The volcano strained as if it would erupt any second — and yet it was always just one step short. Even if it tried to cool down, the whisper-thin stimulation of saliva and breath wouldn't let the cock relax.
"Hah… haah, haaah… j-just a little more…"
After I'd stopped him at the brink a few more times, Emil finally broke into a whimper and begged.
Tormenting a man like this went badly against my grain as a girl who's nothing but a cunt… but it was a necessary measure to wake Emil's proclivities. It couldn't be helped.
"You want me to do a little more? How, exactly? Tell me properly what it is you want."
"That's— nngh…"
His pride as a man, as a noble, kept snagging the words before he could shape them. But in the end, nothing beats the nature you're born with. I only wished he'd understand that a little more clearly.
"I want to come. I've never felt stimulation like this. I want relief. Please."
"Oho.♥ Very good. But it wouldn't do for you to only receive, would it, Emil? Hm?"
I swayed my hips in a lazy little wiggle, tempting him. Pussy-juice that had spilled out naturally while I was savoring his cock splattered across Emil's face. Terribly rude of me — but please overlook this much.♥
"Hff… hffffff…"
Emil kept letting out long, strained sighs, as if he were enduring something enormous. Then, as though he'd finally steeled himself, he started prying my pussy open with his fingers. And with the wide-eyed innocence of a child exploring an unknown cave, he began tapping around inside the female cavern.
"Aahn.♥ Ah, aah, that's good.♥ Hans is pushing into me.♥ Does my female hole please you? Has it made you curious? Hm? Aah.♥ Waiiit.♥ That's a weak spot, if you touch it that hard—♥ Ah.♥♥"
I picked out the moans and the voice most likely to get a man going and laid the coquetry on thick. A man who'd used a lot of pussy would have seen through how much of it was an act — but that was too much to ask of a virgin.
"Nngh!"
"Ahn.♥"
Emil's fingers started putting real force into it. He scraped along my winding inner walls, tasting them with his hands, watching the way they clenched so he could map out my genuine sweet spots.
Now that's a man.♥
A man might be afraid to take the first step — but once he's walked a path, he's supposed to run it without hesitation. My pussy, optimized to be a man's toy, didn't get off on Emil's technique. It got off on that manliness.
"Heheh.♥ When you show me a side that manly, how am I supposed to just sit still?"
I swallowed Emil's cock in a single gulp. His long shaft filled my mouth all at once and butted against the back of my throat. Breathing got a little tight, and my throat ached. But the pleasure of servicing a cock was stronger than that, so it didn't matter.♥
"Haaaah—! I-it's so slippery. And incredibly warm… a-are you all right? Swallowing it that far?"
Actions over words. I sucked the air out of my mouth, locked into vacuum-blowjob stance, and started pumping my head up and down with real force.
Schluuuuurp.♥♥ Slurrrp.♥ Schlck.♥ Schlck.♥ Schluuuuurp.♥♥♥♥
"HAAAAH!!!?"
Emil's hips jerked up on reflex and drove his cock even deeper into my throat. That unconscious way of using a female as a tool for his own pleasure — truly magnificent.♥
Taking my finishing-move vacuum blowjob before he'd even fully shed his virginity should have been enough to scramble anyone's brains, but Emil was a man with considerable grit. He clenched his teeth and refused to let up on fingering my pussy, as if, having said he would do it, he was absolutely not allowed to quit halfway.
And thanks to that effort of his, the two of us were able to splatter each other's faces with our own thick fluids.
"Nnhhaaah.♥♥ Your semen is incredibly rich.♥ How often do you masturbate? A concentration like this… I'd guess you've been holding it in for at least a week."
"…Do I have to tell you that too?"
"Nooo? I don't particularly want to torment you, Emil. Please don't misunderstand~ I was only asking for reference. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to."
I rolled us out of the inverted position into something more proper and gave the nape of his neck a long, slow lick.
"If anything, I'd rather stand on the receiving end of the tormenting. That's our nature as women, too."
Emil shut his mouth with the face of a man who had a great many things he desperately wanted to say and was forcing himself not to. Why did he hold it in like that? He could just spit it all out and feel better. There was a convenient hole-pussy right here that would take any proclivity he had.
"You don't seem convinced. Well, that's all right. You can come to understand it slowly. For now… you should devote yourself to the pleasure of the present."
I settled my pussy onto a cock that was still rock-hard, even after coming once. He'd spent so long leaving a man's dearest wish bottled up and unfulfilled — it would be a real problem if a single ejaculation was enough to kill it.
I toyed with his cock, hovering as if I might sink down onto it at any second, and whispered to him.
"Shall I put it in? If you want it inside, just say you want it inside. I'll make it happen exactly as you ask."
"……I want it inside."
Emil seemed to wrestle with it until the very last possible moment — but even he couldn't suppress a man's instinct all the way to the end. I happily dumped yet another man's virginity into my pussy trash can.
"Hsssss!!"
The instant my pussy closed around his cock, Emil sucked in a deep breath and clawed at the bedsheets. Adorable. That was usually something women did.
Watching him grit his molars and resist the pleasure made me want to tease him just a little. Like this, for instance.
"Hm? What's the matter? Are you about to come already? I'm still this lively over here… no, right? You're still fine, aren't you? You can still go as much as you want, can't you? Hm?"
I clenched and released, grinding skillfully against the sweet spots along his shaft. Emil's face went red and the furrow between his brows dug even deeper.
I wondered what it actually felt like. Like hundreds of brush-tips tickling the glans?
I'd had a cock attached to me once, but I'd never actually gotten to feel it, so I was a little curious.
…Why did I let my thoughts wander in a direction that just makes me depressed. Stupid.
I poured mana into my eyes once more and examined Emil's proclivities. His heart was shut so firmly now that the magic wouldn't even activate. That stung the pride a little.
All right. Decision made.
I was going to blow his mind so thoroughly he wouldn't be able to think about anything except my pussy. Thoroughly enough that he'd completely forget he'd ever tried to deny and reject his own proclivities.
"If you want to come, just come whenever you like. I have contraceptive magic. Though honestly, I wouldn't mind at all even if I didn't use it."
I rolled my hips.
Schlick, schlick, schlick, schlick.♥
Squelch, squelch, squelch, squelch.♥
A meat rod plunging in and out of a dripping-wet pussy raised a filthy little harmony. The ecstasy of a cunt that was already completely gone at the mere fact of being able to dance on top of a man came flooding through.
Ahh. That felt good.
"Haah.♥ Haaaah.♥ This cock feels so good.♥ It's the best.♥ How is it, Emil? Does it feel good.♥? Hm? Does my pussy feel good?"
"……."
Emil threw an arm over his eyes and stubbornly refused to say a word. In that case, I buried my face in his chest and licked his nipple.
"How cruel.♥ I asked you so earnestly and you just ignore me.♥ This is what a cynical bad boy gets.♥"
"…Nngh…"
Veins stood out along Emil's clenched forearm. He looked like a frail, bookish youth — but he was unmistakably a man. How magnificent would it be if he swung that arm and wrung this female without a shred of mercy?
"Heh.♥ I can feel your cock swelling up inside. Did getting your chest licked by a woman turn you on? You pervert.♥"
I deliberately fed him words meant to goad him, and deliberately refused to swallow his cock down deep — just teasing the shallow stretch around the head. And Emil's cock swelled even bigger than before.
…Huh? Don't tell me Emil is a masochist? Is that why he was denying his own proclivities so desperately?
It wasn't an impossible hypothesis, but it was a bit of a letdown. I had no intention of denying male masochism, but if you're going to be a man, I'd rather you were a sadist who could trample a masochist female into paste and smash her to pieces…
And right around the time I was thinking that, heaven and earth suddenly swapped places.
"Huh?"
"I can't take any more of this."
At some point, Emil had climbed on top of me. His eyes were bloodshot and burning.
His forearm locked around my throat.
"I'll kill you!"
"Eh?!♥♥♥"