The Lust Emperor's True Face
It would be nice to overpower her with sheer force… but unfortunately, that won't work.
Before joining them, Jincheon had already warned Heliane and Calsira. The warning was simple: never reveal how strong he truly was. If anyone learned he possessed power that transcended humanity, they would abandon all resistance—and that would make things far too boring. So they had sealed their lips in advance.
His opponent, by contrast, had undergone extensive bio-modification. Even with a body sculpted for feminine allure, she could still hoist 150 to 200 kilograms of free weights and race a cheetah stride for stride. He could not afford to shatter his own carefully maintained image, yet letting this chance slip away would be a waste.
If I miss this, there will never be another one-on-one opportunity.
In the end, Jincheon decided to keep his true strength hidden while still creating every possible point of contact with her. No choice, then. Time for the last resort.
For the first time since arriving in this world, he would unveil the true face of the Lust Emperor. Not through Inner Qi or martial techniques, but through the Lust Emperor's Qi itself—power that could only be contained by his Will alone.
The moment Jincheon released his Intent and let the Lust Emperor's essence flood outward, the very air inside the room transformed.
Hm? What is this? Where is that sweet scent coming from…?
Eirin suddenly caught a cloying, addictive fragrance and glanced around, tilting her head in confusion. Remembering she still had important matters to discuss with him, she forced her attention back onto Jincheon—only to find the sweet aroma growing even stronger.
"You seem to be under a misunderstanding. There is nothing behind me."
"You tore the battlefield apart with impossible maneuvers. And the mercenary who made those maneuvers possible has no backing at all? You expect me to believe that… mmm…"
As she pressed him, Eirin's body suddenly flushed hot. A dull, throbbing ache bloomed low in her belly, and a soft moan slipped free before she could stop it.
"Ahem! Ahem! Isn't it far stranger to claim an unknown mercenary pulled off those maneuvers?"
She covered the slip with a late cough, trying to keep the conversation on track, yet her heart pounded harder and heat continued to rise through her skin.
What… is this…? This man is of such lowly station…
He was handsome enough, true, but under any other circumstances a man of his station would never even be permitted to lift his face in her presence. Yet every time her eyes met his, her heart raced and her body burned hotter.
The Lust Emperor's Qi was spreading, slowly rewriting both her body and mind into something purely feminine.
"That was thanks to a Calsorn Empire relic. Naturally I can't tell you what it is—it's my livelihood, after all."
Mysterious Calsorn Empire relics still surfaced regularly; invoking the name alone was enough to make almost any claim pass without question. Argue that it made no sense all you liked—it was a Calsorn relic, so everyone simply had to accept it.
"…So you're just a mercenary who wants to become a noble, is that it?"
"Exactly. Pretending I have powerful backers would get me promoted faster, but I don't make a habit of telling lies that can be exposed."
Ordinary conversation. Yet with every passing second Eirin's heart hammered harder—thump, thump, thump, thump—and her body grew hotter still.
Gulp.
Her throat was dry. The heat was becoming unbearable. She could not tear her eyes from Jincheon's body.
"Then a new suspicion arises. Why would a mere mercenary side with the disadvantaged?"
Huh? What am I even saying…?
Continuing this conversation would gain her nothing. The correct move was to dismiss him for now and order surveillance to determine whether he truly had backers. Eirin herself wondered why she was picking such pointless fights, yet her body—already beyond reason—moved of its own accord.
"What exactly are you trying to say?"
Jincheon deliberately took the bait, answering with a touch of irritation.
"A mercenary never hesitates to run the moment his life is in danger. And a Terra-born mercenary throwing himself into the Empire's service? What could be more suspicious than that?"
Of course, speaking such lines in a private room was itself a risk. If the other party were a special-forces operative with hostile intent, the situation would be perfect for some underhanded scheme. Jincheon, however, merely scratched his head in annoyance, as though such thoughts never crossed his mind.
"I saw it as a chance for social advancement and took the gamble. Just because someone is born on Terra doesn't mean every Terran resigns themselves to that life."
"Hmph. Is that so?"
No! Stop! I can't drive him away like this!
Eirin wanted to clamp a hand over her own mouth as it continued to interrogate him against her brain's orders, yet the situation only spiraled further out of control.
Ahh… I can't… my head is spinning… I can't hold on any longer…
The sweet scent drifting from somewhere was numbing her mind and reason. Heat surged through every inch of her body, demanding something with fierce intensity.
"Take off your clothes."
"…Pardon?"
"I intend to examine you myself to determine whether you are a spy."
Wait, this isn't how it was supposed to go.
Jincheon's planned sequence had been entirely different.
1. Sudden, overwhelming lust.
2. She screams that he did something to her and tries to resist.
3. He subdues her with pleasure—fever time!
That had been the original script. Instead she was ordering him to strip, leaving him thoroughly flustered.
Does she enjoy combat sex, maybe?
Western media often showed women screaming "Oh yes! Oh God yes!" with faces that made it impossible to tell whether they were having sex or fighting a war. Born into nobility and risen all the way to empress, he had assumed she would be sexually reserved. Apparently not.
To think a seductress like this was hiding inside the Dowager Empress's shell.
The Lust Emperor's power had certainly made her lewd, but the way the situation had developed was entirely the product of Eirin's own personality.
If I play this right, everything will go much more smoothly.
Wearing an expression of pure embarrassment, Jincheon obeyed her command and began removing his clothes.
"Gulp…!"
The moment she saw him in only his underwear, the sound of her swallowing was loud enough to hear without any Inner Qi enhancement.
This is actually pretty fun.
Watching a woman grow aroused by his body while desperately pretending she wasn't was quietly entertaining. Under the influence of the Lust Emperor's aura, Eirin was acting on pure sexual instinct rather than rational judgment. In other words, this was exactly the kind of sex she wanted.
Her long, slender fingers pressed lightly against his firm chest.
So hard… This is real muscle, forged through actual training…
Her late husband Antaniel had possessed a solid physique as well, but that body had been the product of bio-modification, not personal effort. Jincheon's, by contrast, was genuine muscle built from the ground up through pure training—not bulked up for show, but compressed for real combat, radiating raw masculine wildness.
As she continued her "inspection," caressing him under the pretext of searching for weapons, her eyes fell on the thick bulge straining against his underwear. Something inside her mind snapped.
The Sex Cultivation energy Jincheon had planted during the earlier meeting had finally blossomed.
Whoosh! Thud!
Unable to restrain herself any longer, she shoved him onto the bed and pinned him beneath the full weight of her chest.
"Kh!? Wh-what are you—!"
"Haa… haaa…!"
Ever since becoming the Lust Emperor, an aura that inflamed women had constantly radiated from him as a passive effect. He had kept it tightly suppressed. But after holding it in for so long, releasing control caused it to surge far stronger than usual, setting her ablaze.
"D-Dowager Empress! You can't—!"
"Shut up! What is this muscle?! A mere mercenary with a body this perfect?!"
Every last shred of the Dowager Empress's dignity and poise had been swallowed by lust. With the Sex Cultivation energy fully awakened, rational thought was no longer possible. This was the true face of a woman who had spent years suppressing her desires because of her station.
Using crude language she would never have spoken under normal circumstances, she pinned him down with raw strength and tore away his underwear.
Thud—
"Ah…"
The moment the heavy length hidden beneath the fabric sprang free and swayed with solid weight, her pupils trembled as though struck by an earthquake.
"Wh… what… is this…?"
Even flaccid, the sheer girth and length left Eirin speechless with shock.
"P-please stop, Dowager Empress…!"
"Gulp…!"
Jincheon begged desperately, but every one of her senses was locked onto his cock.
Heh heh heh. She's giving me one perfect scene after another.
Outwardly he looked mortified, yet he was already recording everything with his Bio Device. In her current state—mind blanked by lust and the visual impact of his cock—Eirin had no chance of noticing.
It's… completely different from his…!
For the sake of a healthy married life, her late husband had enlarged his own member through bio-modification; by ordinary standards it had been quite large. This, however, was something beyond any scale of large or small. It was simply outside the bounds of normal existence.
If I want to blackmail her later into ongoing physical relations, I can't let the me in the video take the lead. It's less fun, but for now I have to play the victim.
He still had to keep enduring the Dowager's assault, yet he decided a little counterattack was in order. To completely incinerate her remaining reason, he let his cock swell to full erection.
Throb!
"!!"
She had already been stunned by its size while soft. Watching it harden pushed her shock into pure astonishment.
Grab!
"Hot—!"
The instant she impulsively seized it, the searing heat nearly made her think she had burned her hand. Yet with reason completely drowned by lust, she gripped it again at once.
It was hot. And so hard it felt as though a thick iron core had been driven through the center.
"Aaaah! I can't wait any longer!"
Eirin stripped off her leggings and straddled him. The crotch of the fabric was already soaked through.
"Dowager Empress! Stop! You can't!"
"Shut up!"
For the sake of the video's highlight reel, Jincheon thrashed and resisted with all his might. Eirin simply pinned him down with superior strength and subdued him effortlessly. Reaching between her thighs, she wrapped her hand around his cock—too thick for her fingers to fully close—and held it upright. Then she aimed it at her entrance.
Schlick—!
"Fuh-haaaaang~~~~!!"
The moment she took his massive length inside, she howled with pure female ecstasy.
"Th-this… is incredible…! This thickness…! Hahng!"
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
"Ah! Hyaang! Hah-haaang!"
Eirin writhed atop him, swinging her hips obscenely and pouring out the same sweet cries she had once reserved only for her husband. Completely unaware that every second was being recorded in real time, her lewd body twisted in the pleasure of his cock.
Best cock ever♡ This cock feels the absolute best!
"D-Dowager Empres—!"
"Eirin! My name is Eirin! Call me Eirin!"
"Lady Eirin! Please stop… this way is—!"
Shivers ran down her spine. Watching the arrogant mercenary reduced to whimpering sent delicious thrills through her, driving her to grind her hips even more wantonly.
"Hnnngh! Hands! I grant you the honor of raising your hands and grabbing my breasts!"
"Ugh!"
Craving even stronger pleasure, Eirin seized his wrists and forced his hands onto her chest. She still wore her captain's uniform above the waist; when Jincheon sank his fingers into the soft, abundant flesh, he smiled inwardly at the luxurious feel.
Normally the uniform projected neat authority befitting a superior officer. On her lewd, curvaceous body, however, it only amplified the erotic effect, every line of her figure on full display.
Young cock is the best! Thick and hard! I never even did this position with my husband!
Riding a man and swinging her hips like this—something her ordinary self could never have imagined. The sheer depravity of it, the knowledge that she was doing this with a lowly young man while her late husband's memory and her son in the next room still existed, gnawed away what little reason remained.
"Kh-hnnngh! I-I'm cumming…! Please, enough…!"
Jincheon's warning that he was about to climax rang out, yet Eirin only slammed her hips down harder, pounding herself onto his cock.
"I-it's fine! My womb was modified so only his seed can impregnate me anyway…!"
A bio-modification designed to prevent the ultimate scandal—an empress's adultery allowing filthy seed to enter the imperial bloodline. Only possible in a sci-fi world, and only among nobles whose values diverged so sharply from the common people.
Spurt! Gulp— gulp— gulp—
"Fuh-haaaaaaat~~~~!!!"
As Jincheon's cock erupted violently, Eirin arched her back like a drawn bow and took every pulse of pleasure.
"Haa… haaa…!"
After receiving that first climax and reaching a massive orgasm of her own, she immediately resumed.
"Hnn! Hngh! Hnnngh!"
Thrust! Thrust! Thrust!
"Aaaang! Even after cumming it's still so big and hard! This cock is the best!"
Without even realizing what she was saying, Eirin cried out like a whore, taking him in a frenzy closer to animal mating than sex. Anyone who knew her would have been left speechless with shock.
And every second of it was being recorded on Jincheon's Bio Device—material that would soon drive her into a corner.