Maid
Ziiip.
I drew down the zipper of Kayla's suit. It ran along her back. As the zipper parted, she slipped her arms free, and her upper body came into view.
That pure white skin was flushed red from the rough sex we'd just finished. I tugged her sports bra up. At last, those tightly hidden petite breasts were bare.
I lay behind her and took them in my hands, kneading. The teardrop-shaped, springy flesh crushed under my palms, then sprang right back the moment I let go. I teased the nipples that were already standing stiff.
"You like my breasts?"
"Yeah. I do."
"Why?"
"Touching them settles me down."
"Isn't that Elena's?"
"Elena's settle me too, but I like yours more."
Elena's weren't so much settling as expanding — like they melted anger away. Kayla's had some of that same widening effect, but more than that, they made me feel solid. Like they put strength in me. If someone asked what the difference was, I wouldn't have an answer. Go feel them yourselves.
"Liar. You just like big ones better."
"I'm serious. Size isn't everything with breasts."
"Then why is this thing dead?"
Kayla took hold of my cock. She'd been rubbing it with her ass for a while now, and it was still soft. Even with her hand working it.
"Don't start with the 'you've only come twice, so you're out of gas' routine."
I was a stamina king. Objectively. At first two or three rounds had been my limit; now ten was baseline. Even among Keepers, that number was abnormal. Lately I couldn't even remember the last time I'd been wrung dry. Thirteen orgasms and still going strong — that one had surprised even me.
When had it started? Helwick, I thought. The stretch when I was feeding Elena mana, sleeping with Kayla, training with Nayeon noona. The week Elena spent drowning in the pleasure of my mana until she finally decided to stay on Earth. After that, four or five rounds became standard, and every time I did it I felt the ceiling lift a little higher. The real period on the end of that sentence had been the brawl with the Succubus inside Nari noona's mindscape. Something changed then. Before, lust had been tied to the body; after, it felt like a matter of the mind. That was when I'd started using lust as a tool. Once I could handle lust and Essence, I never hit a wall again. My body might be too exhausted to move — but I never failed to stay hard.
Same right now.
"That's because I'm controlling it. If I let go..."
"Whoa..."
My cock swelled in an instant.
"Weird, right? Works the other way too."
I converted lust into Essence. It went soft again at once.
"What the hell? Are you a demon?"
"Obviously. I'm a demon — an Incubus. I feel lust from every pair of breasts."
I kept kneading Kayla's the whole time we talked. God, they were good. I could do this for the rest of my life and not get tired of it.
Kayla, apparently, felt otherwise.
"...So that just means it doesn't have to be me."
She was more girlish than usual today. I already knew she liked having love confirmed, threw tantrums often, and for all her big-hearted act was actually a walking ball of possessiveness. Today that side was showing more openly. Something going on?
I turned her to face me.
"Kayla. What's wrong?"
"Huh? Nothing. Really, nothing's wrong."
At a glance she looked fine. Same expression, and even now her hand never stopped stroking my cock — pure lust monster. But I caught the flicker in her eyes.
"Hmm... really nothing?"
"Nothing. If there was, I'd tell you. Last time... I even threw a fit."
Last time meaning the night she'd shouted at me, I've already forgotten, right now. That must have been a hard complaint for her to make. She had an image of being the one who handled everything. Not just her — all the women around me were like that. Thinking about it, I really did owe them.
"Then tell me everything you thought today. Leave one thing out and there's no sex tonight."
"Come on, that's not—"
She grabbed my cock with both hands and shook it, but that kind of attack didn't work anymore.
"Two hands, mouth, doesn't matter — no means no. I can control lust, remember?"
"...Do I really have to say all of it? Do you need to censor me that hard?"
"Censor? No. I just want to know. What you did today, what you thought. Don't you want to know what I'm thinking too?"
"..."
Kayla looked at me. Those mysterious blue eyes told me fear and embarrassment. Mine were probably saying the same thing. Honestly, this was the most natural thing between lovers — sharing a life and feelings. But we'd started with our bodies, so this part had always been thin. We hadn't had time to build an emotional bond. Lately the incidents had come in waves. Solve one and another crashed in; even keeping the physical connection going had been a struggle.
"...When we were searching for the maid, I thought, you've gotten better at finding things than me."
I didn't jump in with the technicality that this wasn't mana.
"I used to be the one protecting you. Now I keep thinking there are more people protecting you. Elena's there too."
I didn't say I wanted to protect her.
"I could tell the magic circle and the maid weren't connected. So I pushed myself. Tried to clear the skeletons in one go. The maid... I still don't know."
I hadn't meant to ask her for everything.
"I thought I'd shown you something cool, so maybe I'd get a reward. But in the tent you didn't react. Even when I rubbed against you right in front of Elena... I was embarrassed. Looking back, you were controlling your lust, but..."
I'd meant to give her a reward. Meant to serve her harder for how hard she'd worked.
"The time with you felt like floating. But when it ends, something... I get anxious. Like I'm going to lose you."
I had left her behind a lot. Going into Garam's Gate. Using White Flower. Forcibly pulling divinity down. Just the other day again.
"Maybe you'll even forget me..."
Put simply, Kayla was anxious. So she kept worrying, comparing, checking. Of course it was more than anxiety. There would be things she hadn't told me, feelings she didn't even know she had. No single word could define all of it, and I didn't want to force one. Right now I just wanted to ease that unease a little.
I pulled her into a tight embrace.
"I won't forget. Trust me."
"Anyone can say that."
"I've shown you with actions too."
"You do that for everyone."
She said it, but she held me tighter. Her voice had gone wet.
"I love you. If I could show you my heart I'd show it right now. It's packed full of nothing but you."
"I don't know. I don't believe that."
"I love you, Kayla. I'll love you my whole life."
"...I'm not going to believe it."
"I love you. I'll say it until you do. No — I'll show you."
"...Hwaaang."
Kayla cried, heartbroken. I'd never seen her cry. Never even heard of her crying. Thinking about it, it was a miracle she hadn't until now. Twenty-one years old, an orphan, no ties in another world... Elena at least had Lura. Kayla had no one and nothing but me.
I held her tighter. For a long time. Until the crying stopped.
"...Hic. Kkugh."
"A little better?"
I tried to lift her face to check, and she refused.
"No. Don't look. It's annoying."
Even as she said it, she burrowed deeper into my arms.
"You'd still be pretty crying."
"Another lie."
"No. It's true."
"Still not showing you."
A hum of mana, and Kayla lifted her face with confidence. Her usual poker face was back. Even the puffiness around her eyes was gone — magic really was something else.
"Jungmin."
"Yeah."
"I love you."
"Me too."
I kissed her. No tongue this time, unlike usual — and somehow it felt fuller than any kiss before. Maybe this was how you got a little closer.
Maybe that was why. My body answered.
A hard throb.
"...Huh?"
"Again... isn't this the wrong timing?"
"No, it's just—"
I knew the timing was wrong. Getting hard in the middle of this platonic, beautiful atmosphere. We were serious about the physical side, sure, but if you reduced everything to sex you wouldn't last. So I was clamping down hard on my lust even now — so why? I hadn't done a thing. Just holding her, and my cock was already signaling.
I'm about to come.
No!
I focused harder on control. The urge to finish stopped, but the erection wouldn't go down.
"Sorry... I must like you a lot. Even in a situation like this, I can't control it."
"Wait. You mean you actually can't 'control' it?"
"Huh? Oh. Yeah. Control's not working well. It's just doing whatever it—"
"Then drop the control once. Right now."
Kayla's eyes lit up as she made the demand. That researcher streak kicking in at the sight of something curious. I couldn't answer it. Didn't want to. One wrong move and I'd come on the spot. She might not even have to touch me. Like a dry orgasm... The idea itself wasn't unwelcome, but letting her see it would be humiliating even for me. Not just embarrassing — mortifying enough to want to die.
"Kayla."
"Yeah? Why? Hurry— mmph."
I sealed her mouth with mine.
"Haaang, chup... Wait, what are you— haeut!"
I buried my face in her cleavage and sucked hard. Kayla, weak to anything done with the mouth, writhed at once and came, her juices spilling.
"Haaaang..."
I had to scramble her so thoroughly that this information got wiped.
"Jungmin, ahk, hang..."
The tent filled with lust again. Twice as thick as before. So I lost myself a little too, focused only on Kayla — never noticing that the lust the two of us were making was flowing somewhere else.