Chapter 25
Chapter 25
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 25
Chapter Title: The Second Demon Sword
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"Slurp... mmm... smack...♥"
Sign and I, tangled together on the sofa, kept kissing for a good while.
My arms pulled her in tight, our tongues entwining like we never wanted to let go.
Anyone watching would see it for what it was: a lewd, adult kiss burning with raw desire.
We carried on like that, lips locked in a sticky, sloppy makeout.
Finally, our tongues parted, a thin strand of saliva stretching and snapping.
"Hah... What the hell? Why are you so damn good at kissing? Got a lot of practice?"
"Just a natural talent."
"Hmm... Guess your looks aren't wasted after all?"
Truth be told, it was thanks to my Pleasure Amplification and Erogenous Zone Detection traits.
They let me sense exactly how to move during a kiss to make a woman feel even better, and I could do it on instinct.
Of course, from her side, it felt insanely good.
So it was only natural she'd think I was some kissing god.
Sign, wrapped around me with both arms, had her eyes glazed over in bliss.
"Speaking of which, you're using casual speech now?"
"This is private time—no need to be all stiff. Or do you get off more on polite talk from the girl?"
"Nah. I like it casual too. Feels hotter."
"Then we're good."
Sign flashed a bright smile, her fingers lightly tracing my chest.
The chaebol heiress type who spoke politely day-to-day but switched to casual in bed.
A fantasy damn near every guy harbored.
Honestly, speech patterns didn't faze me much.
With a body and face like hers, she'd look gorgeous no matter what she said or did.
"Anyway, we've made it this far—you must be ready, right?"
"Why so chatty? You can hold back staring at my body?"
"Ooh."
Sign thrust her chest out like she was putting on a show.
Her massive tits, wrapped in that white blouse, filled my entire view.
Buttons straining like they might pop any second—I'd noticed that from the start.
And with that lusty expression emphasizing them? Impossible not to stare.
"Don't let the office look fool you—my figure holds up anywhere...♪"
Then she undid the buttons one by one.
Three popped open, and her huge breasts spilled out.
Sexy black lace bra hugging firm, ripe tits that looked utterly delicious.
Top-shelf boobs, plain as day.
The office attire and necklace only amped up the erotic vibe.
"Well? My tits aren't for just anyone to grope."
"Fuck, that's insanely hot. Wanna slide my cock right between them now."
"Whoa, wild reaction. But that kinda service? Not yet."
But she stopped right there.
Even gave her own breasts a light squeeze right in front of me.
The kind of move straight out of porn to tease a guy.
No need to say it—it lit a fire that wouldn't quit.
Practically begging me to reach out and undo the rest.
'Different flavor from Kalia.'
Kalia was clueless about sex, the pure knight type.
Not just at first—even now that she knew the pleasure, she never initiated seduction.
Had to teach her every damn thing.
Molding her to my tastes had its own thrill, sure.
Sign, though? Total pro.
Confident vibe, knew exactly how to tease a man.
Her mature allure mixed with that playful edge made sex way more fun.
'Makes sense—their pasts, experiences, personalities are worlds apart. Each Demon Sword's got her own taste.'
Couldn't say one edged out the other.
Both perfect for the conquest.
Beauties like these were a joy to just watch, always stirring you up.
'And bodies that speak for themselves.'
Such a stunner, shirt half-open, waiting for my touch.
The urge to grab those tits hit hard, but I held off.
Feeling them through fabric? Been there, done that with Kalia.
More than anything, I wasn't into being led around.
Her type especially? They melted for a guy who took charge.
"Then, excuse me."
"Eut...!"
I ignored the breasts and lifted her legs instead.
Her thighs spread wide naturally, body folding up.
Skirt hiked up, revealing black panties.
'Yeah, that's the proper pose for a horny girl.'
The harmony of black stockings and that cleavage peeking from the blouse? Pure man-melting stuff.
Her slightly flustered face—didn't expect this move—added to the fun.
"...What? After jumping straight to kissing, thought you'd pounce. More into that?"
"Wanna savor everything, but getting you off first sounds good."
"Hmm... Get me off? You're experienced, sure, but I'm not that easy... Heut?!"
I reached down and rubbed her pussy over the panties.
The soft pantyhose texture felt worlds apart from bare skin.
But she was responding steadily—getting wetter by the second.
The slick evidence of her arousal trickling onto my fingers? Perfect.
"Eut... Hau... Heung...?"
Sign's eyes narrowed as pleasure built, suspicion flickering.
Wondering if I was pulling some weird trick for pleasure this intense.
Of course, she couldn't spot the traits just by feel.
Her body reacting this hypersensitively? Felt off to her.
"What... Why does it feel this good..."
"Guess the president here's more sensitive than she lets on. Already soaking."
"No... I'm not usually like that... Hiat!"
Her body jolted lightly.
Thighs quivering faintly—she was loving it.
Classic signs of a woman heating up.
"Frustrating, huh? I'll strip 'em off."
"Yeah... Take 'em off..."
Her brief daze from the pleasure faded quick.
She dove right back into seduction mode—or more like, anticipation had her squirming.
Just light rubbing over panties brought this much heat.
Full-on sex? I could already guess it'd be mind-blowing.
'Good reactions make the fuck all the sweeter.'
I yanked her skirt down and off.
Then finished unbuttoning the blouse.
She shifted to make it easy.
In seconds, a stunning beauty lay before me in just pantyhose and bra.
That porn-star getup on perfection like her? Hit different—straight to the soul.
'Kinda hotter than full nude, in a way?'
Never crossed my mind with Kalia—we just stripped.
Pantyhose added a twisted charm.
I couldn't hold back anymore and grabbed her tits.
"Uhueuut... Uup!"
Kneading her breasts, I kissed her lips again.
Tongues danced, pleasure ramping up.
Naturally unhooked the bra and tossed it aside.
Feasted on her bare tits.
-Squish squish
Elastic orbs overflowed my hands, deforming then bouncing back perfectly.
A touch smaller handful than Kalia's.
But bouncier—Sign took the edge there.
Kalia's were damn firm too.
Same Demon Sword stock, but top shelf had tiers.
"Ah... Haat... Seriously... Why so good...? I'm too sensitive..."
"Our bodies just click?"
"Not even inside yet... Click my ass... Haa...!"
"Then let's test it."
Might as well keep the stockings on.
I tore just the crotch area.
Dark stockings framing her pale pussy? Erotic as fuck.
Artistic masterpiece.
Wet and steaming from her juices.
"Whoa, that lewd scent. You're crazy turned on."
"Haa... Haa... Shut up and fuck me already..."
"Less chill than last time? Craving my dick that bad?"
"Yeah... Gimme that dick quick... Pound me..."
Sign grinned wickedly, eyes fierce with lust.
Demanding cock like a slut, charm overflowing.
Loved how she begged to be fucked without an ounce of submission.
'Bodies differ, so does the fun in breaking 'em in.'
With Kalia, it was taming a knight into obedience.
Sign? Felt like crafting the perfect fuckbuddy.
Pheromones had her in heat big time, sure.
But this was my shot to blow her mind with sex, make her mine.
'Time to taste how her pussy stacks up.'
Dripping wet—no more teasing needed.
I rubbed my cock along her slit.
"Eut... Heut... Quit playing... Hurry up..."
"Can't see the size? Once this stretches you, no other cock'll do."
"Don't care... Just fuck me alreadyyy..."
Dick teasing her entrance—she'd hit her limit.
I slammed in to the hilt, granting her wish.
-Splurt!
"Uhueueup...!"
Her head snapped back, hips shuddering wildly.
And just like that, I'd claimed my second Demon Sword.