Chapter 119
Translator: penny
Chapter: 119
Chapter Title: First Wedding Night(?) (13)
The space was thick with heat and humidity.
Zekiel saw the beast in the 1st Princess Ether as she straddled his body. Her flashing eyes and rough, excited breaths made it all too clear.
"Haa..."
Ether exhaled warm breath, her face flushed red. Zekiel could already guess what was coming next.
A woman in her prime was grinding her hips against a man's lower body, her breaths coming in gasps. The fierce determination in her eyes—that she wouldn't let him go—made it obvious.
Sure enough.
Ether was dead set on having her way with Zekiel.
If there was such a thing as the world's most beautiful beast, it had to be Ether. Her actions were utterly feral. She leaned down and began sniffing from his forehead.
She didn't stop there. She started licking him in spots.
Lick. Lick.
Forehead, cheeks, nose, jaw, nape... She moved slowly downward, licking and sniffing every inch of his body like it was all part of some precious game to her.
"Ether, let's talk first—"
Zekiel couldn't finish. Ether had suddenly gripped his groin hard.
Her touch was so soft it almost undermined her title of War God, but her grip strength was no joke. Zekiel was a man first and foremost, unaccustomed to such intense sexual stimulation.
Even if he couldn't twitch a finger, desire still stirred. His member swelled instantly, though he desperately suppressed it with reason. Somehow.
"Ether, I'm talking to you...!"
"This is just my way of showing gratitude, Teacher. All you need to do is accept it. Are you refusing the goodwill of the 1st Princess?"
Smack, smack, smack.
Even as she spoke, Ether didn't stop planting kisses all over his nape. Zekiel felt his reason melting away bit by bit.
But he held back anyway.
He held back for real, no matter what.
Their past teacher-student relationship nagged at him, and there was still one worry about Ether.
"...Ether, our constitutions!"
Did he shout too loudly?
Ether paused, rolling her eyes to look at him. But the stop was brief.
Dismissing it entirely, she leaned in to kiss his lips. Zekiel quickly turned his head and added,
"I've got a temporary fix in place, but it could all fall apart again. My body's not normal right now either—I might not handle the heat of the sun water."
Ether paused once more.
Sluuurp.
A silver thread connected her lips to his nape from the kiss. The princess was that sticky with desire right now.
"Let's rest for each other's sake. It's the safe choice, right?"
Even Zekiel thought his logic was airtight.
His body wasn't back to normal yet. The sun water spirit had hastily taken root inside him, and waves of unadapted chill still raged.
Unite with Ether in that state?
For his own health, sure—but what if she got sick again? Better to stabilize first, then take in the sun water later.
"..."
A moment of silence.
Zekiel finally let out a sigh of relief.
Yeah, she couldn't possibly refuse. Ether might seem reckless, but she was smart.
"And Ether, I've examined your energy flow and found several options. There are ways to take in the sun water without us having sex."
So Zekiel drove the point home a few more times.
"It was all in good faith from the start. No need to repay me."
The moment Zekiel was sure he'd convinced her.
Right then.
"...But I don't want that."
Ether's firm voice rang in his ears.
Her face was almost stern, but her breathing was still ragged. She emphasized her words while pressing down on him with her plump hips.
"Ways to take the sun water without sex, or with sex... I'd obviously pick the latter. Isn't that natural?"
"...?"
"And don't worry about our conditions."
Ether grinned.
"...I'm perfectly fine right now."
Zekiel felt resignation settle in.
As Ether said, her constitution was closer to perfection than ever. She could handle the sun water with ease and even benefit him.
Meanwhile, Zekiel's resolve wavered too.
He was a man, after all. When such a perfect woman pressed her soft skin against him so insistently, his heart couldn't help but weaken. What should he do?
No, that dilemma didn't last long.
"Teacher, by the way."
Ether flashed a sly smile.
"...You can't move your body at all, can you?"
Muttering that, she guided his hand to her breast. It was so massive, he wondered how she'd ever fought with these attached.
"Ether, you..."
Zekiel's lips moved in futile protest, but Ether's eyes were already clouded with excitement. There was no stopping her now.
She placed her hand over his and squeezed hard, forcing him to grope her breast.
"Hnnng...?"
Ether let out a moan she could barely contain.
"Ahh, ahhh..."
She looked like she was using Zekiel as a masturbation toy.
Ether hung her head for a moment, savoring the feel of his hand. His teacher's palm kneading her breast must have felt that good.
"Teacher... Nngh...?"
She expertly manipulated both his hands with hers, making his fingers rub the areola at the tip of her breast.
"Tea...cher... Ahhnng..."
For the first time in his life, Zekiel felt utter helplessness. It made sense—he'd never lost control of his body before.
"Ether, don't use my body like—"
"Teacher... Don't you get it yet... Haaah."
Zekiel felt her body heating up even more through his palm. Once ignited, her flesh and lust wouldn't cool anytime soon.
Slowly.
She guided his hand downward, inch by inch.
Under her breast, past her navel, straight to her groin.
Her underwear still covered her rear, but even through it, his fingertips felt the incredible wetness.
The 1st Princess moved Zekiel's hand.
Forcing his fingers to press hard into the center of her rear.
"Haaaaah...!"
Her body jolted slightly.
Her already sensitive body from channeling energy, combined with her love for him—it was the result. Ether panted nonstop.
"Ether, are you listening? Ether!"
"Haht, ngh, nnngh..."
Ether wasn't hearing him anymore. Her arms and body, clutching his hand, just trembled with pleasure.
Squeeze, press, press.
She kept abusing his fingers like a sex toy. Rubbing against her rear, pressing in... Using every trick for pleasure.
"Haht, nnnngh...! Haaahn...!"
The intensity grew, her fingers occasionally slipping toward her entrance like they were being sucked in.
"Heh, heuk...!"
Zekiel tried speaking several more times, but she was completely gone. She just shuddered now and then, drooling onto him.
Then, at some point.
"Ha, haaht, ahhhnnng...!"
Ether's body arched sharply. Her lower half shook uncontrollably—she'd climaxed lightly just from the friction of his hand.
"Haa... Haaaah..."
Too weak to even sit up, she collapsed onto him like a blanket, hugging tight as she caught her breath.
He felt it all the more vividly in the embrace.
Her scorching body, breaths more humid than ever, energy swirling with arousal...
"Now you see how shameless I am."
And at last, Ether whispered.
"...You had no idea, and I just pleasured myself alone?"
The corners of her eyes curved into a smile.
"I'm such an inadequate woman. My only mission today is to please you, Teacher."
"No, I'm fine—"
"Quiet."
Ether clapped her hand over his mouth, silencing him completely. The overwhelming difference in strength left no room for resistance.
Her other hand slyly tugged down his pants.
"Mmph, mmph...!"
Soon, his underwear came down too.
"Oh...?"
Ether paused in surprise.
"To think it's this huge..."
Zekiel's member was far bigger than she'd imagined. Stiff from contact with her, it finally sprang free into the air.
"Heheheh... Even better..."
Ether chuckled and gripped it.
She stroked it vertically, oh so gently, slowly.
"Mmph, mmph...!"
"No use. I'm never stopping."
The corners of Ether's mouth curved up.
"See? It's already this big."
In truth, Ether intended to milk him dry.