Essence Down the Throat
As Leon sat contemplating her future plans, Jack climbed into the back of the carriage and approached her.
"Oh my, Jack?"
"Haha, it's a bit chilly outside. Aren't you bored, Miss Lia?"
Jack smirked slyly and plopped down right next to Leon. He sat so close that his arm brushed against her breast, his intentions painfully obvious.
Simple-minded bastard.
Leon sneered inwardly but curled her body slightly, playing the part of a fragile woman.
"I'm just... a little worried. I wonder if something might happen on our way to the Capital..."
At that, Jack puffed out his chest and bragged.
"Don't you worry! Why worry when I'm here? Bandits, monsters—whatever shows up, I'll beat them all to a pulp for you!"
Leon stared blankly at him.
Having had his essence drained by Leon over the past few days, Jack's complexion was noticeably haggard.
Dark circles hung heavily under his eyes, and his cheeks had hollowed out.
How can I trust a guy who can't even gauge his own physical condition?
A veteran adventurer would prioritize checking their own condition and know exactly when to advance and when to retreat. But greenhorns like Jack mistook mere bravado and recklessness for actual skill. His kind always met a predictable, pathetic end.
Yet, Leon forced a smile and nodded.
"Yes, I'll put my trust in you, Jack. You're so reassuring."
"Hehe, of course. Just leave it to me."
Grinning from ear to ear at Leon's praise, Jack's eyes wandered to the corner of the carriage, where a massive tower shield lay resting.
"By the way, what's that? Why did you bring such a huge, heavy shield? It just seems like dead weight."
Jack asked, looking puzzled.
Leon's gaze drifted to the shield, her eyes growing distant and wistful.
When Kyle had turned her into a woman and stripped her of all her weapons and gear, he had left that shield behind.
He probably wanted her to look at it, despair over the fact that she could never lift it again, and sink into utter helplessness. That was how cruel Kyle was. But to Leon, this shield was no mere piece of scrap metal.
It was an extension of herself, her pride as an adventurer, and her last remaining shred of self-respect.
To discard this shield would be to discard her entire past—to discard the very existence of Leon.
Leon smiled wistfully and replied.
"That is... the last keepsake of someone very dear to me..."
"Ah... I see. Well, if it's a keepsake..."
Jack nodded dismissively, his eyes quickly turning lecherous once more as he stared at Leon. It was clear he couldn't care less about some shield.
"Anyway, Miss Lia, why don't we try something a little different today?"
"Pardon? Something... different?"
"Right here in the carriage. It's bumpy, and Tom is right outside... Isn't that thrilling?"
Leon showed a flash of panic. What is this bastard talking about? Surely he doesn't mean...
"Surely... you don't mean we should do it here, right now?"
"Come on, we can save the penetration for later. First..."
Jack grinned and unfastened his trousers. *Slide.* His pants fell, and his erect member sprang free. Despite being worked to the bone over the past few days, Jack's cock was still stiff, standing proud with insatiable lust.
"Why don't you use your mouth? Miss Lia, your lips are so beautiful... I've been dying to feel them."
"M-My mouth?"
Leon was shocked. She had slept with three men so far—Tom, Jack, and Kyle—but she had never done oral. Having been a man herself, she knew all too well. A man's genitals were smelly, grotesque things. And he wanted her to put that in her mouth?
That filthy thing...
A wave of disgust washed over her, but at the same time, a strange curiosity sparked. What kind of reaction would a man show when stimulated by a woman's tongue and mouth? And could she absorb essence through her mouth as well?
Jack was staring at Leon with eyes full of anticipation.
Leon swallowed a sigh, slowly reached out, and wrapped her hand around Jack's cock. A hot, rigid sensation pressed against her palm.
Sigh... I'll have to deal with plenty of this in the future. Let's just think of this as training.
Steeling her resolve, Leon leaned her head down. She poked out her red tongue and awkwardly began to lick the grotesque glans before her.
"Slurp..."
Leon squeezed her eyes shut and extended her tongue.
"Slurp..."
The lukewarm, sticky sensation of the pre-cum pooling at the tip of his glans brushed against her tongue. At the same time, a pungent, musky odor—a mix of sweat, semen, and male body odor—assaulted her nostrils.
Ugh, disgusting.
Her brow furrowed for a split second, but she quickly smoothed her expression before Jack could notice. Leon awkwardly moved her tongue, licking around the head of his shaft.
Her red tongue coated Jack's member in saliva, making it slick and wet. Though her movements were still clumsy, even this minor stimulation was more than enough to drive Jack wild.
"Haha! Ah... this is the best! Miss Lia, your lips are incredibly soft!"
Jack groaned in sheer satisfaction. Unable to contain his excitement, he reached out and grabbed the back of Leon's head.
"Suck it... deeper. Swirl your tongue around it!"
Jack guided her, pushing and pulling Leon's head back and forth as if he were teaching her how to do it.
Although Leon felt a deep sense of humiliation, watching Jack's thigh muscles twitch gave her a strange sense of conquest.
Fine, I'll give you exactly what you want. But in exchange, all your essence belongs to me.
Following Jack's command—or perhaps guided by the Demon King's instinct awakening deep within her body—Leon opened her mouth wide.
Slurp! Suck! Shluck!
Leon sucked the air out of her mouth to create a vacuum, drawing Jack's shaft deep inside. She then swirled her tongue in a spiral, licking all the way up his length.
"Hngh! Miss Lia... that's...!"
Jack's hips jerked upward.
She wasn't just sucking; the tip of Leon's tongue relentlessly scraped and stimulated the frenulum, the most sensitive part just beneath the glans. Her lips and tongue caressed Jack's cock greedily, as if her mouth possessed a mind of its own.
Just then, the carriage hit a rock and jolted violently.
"Whoa!"
Thrust! Plunge!
The sudden jolt forced Jack's member deep into Leon's mouth, plunging all the way to the back of her throat.
"Gag...!"
Leon nearly gagged, but Jack was pushed into a state of pure ecstasy by the unexpected depth of the penetration.
"Aaargh! Yes, that's it! The carriage shaking makes it feel even fucking better!"
Just then, Tom's voice drifted in from the driver's seat outside.
"Hey! Jack! Everything okay back there?"
The rustling noises and Jack's groans coming from inside the carriage must have sounded suspicious. With his cock still stuffed in Leon's mouth, Jack chuckled and shouted back.
"Hey, dumbass! It's because you can't drive for shit! The road is so bumpy that Miss Lia is getting uncomfortable! Drive more carefully!"
"What? The road is just like this, what do you want me to do?!"
Tom grumbled in frustration, completely oblivious to the depraved act taking place inside the carriage while he drove.
The thrill of fooling Tom, combined with the intense pleasure of being serviced by Leon, pushed Jack to his absolute limit.
"Haa... haa... Miss Lia... I'm... I'm gonna cum..."
Jack's breathing turned ragged, and his thighs tensed up. It was the sign of an impending release.
Leon's eyes flashed.
I need to see if I can absorb essence this way! I can't let a single drop go to waste.
Casting aside her remaining pride, Leon opened her mouth even wider. Forcing her throat open, she took Jack's cock all the way to the base.
"Aaaargh! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"
Throwing his head back in overwhelming ecstasy, Jack shot his semen directly down Leon's throat.
Spurt! Splurt! Sploosh!
The hot, musky fluid blasted against the back of her throat.
"Mgh! Nggh! Gulp... gulp..."
Leon suppressed her body's natural urge to gag, swallowing every drop of the pouring semen, her throat pulsing as she gulped it down.
She could feel Jack's vital energy—his essence—flowing down her esophagus, into her stomach, and radiating throughout her entire body.
"Phew..."
As Jack shuddered and pulled his member out, Leon licked the stray semen from the corner of her lips and looked up.
Her flushed cheeks, moist eyes, and the glistening silver thread of saliva and semen stretching from her lips made for the most seductive, depraved sight Jack had ever witnessed in his life.
"Miss Lia... you are seriously..."
Though his legs were trembling from exhaustion, an intense urge to pin Leon down and go for another round surged within him.
But right then, the carriage began to slow down.
"Hey! Jack! We've reached the next town!"
Tom's voice was like a bucket of cold water.
Jack smacked his lips in disappointment.
"Damn it, your timing is fucking awful. Alright! I'm coming out!"
Jack pulled up his trousers and threw a wink at Leon.
"It's a shame, but let's save round two for the inn, Miss Lia."
Once Jack stepped outside, Leon leaned against the corner of the carriage and caught her breath.
Sigh... oral really isn't as effective.
Although she felt a warm sensation in her stomach, the efficiency of absorbing essence was significantly lower than when she took it directly into her womb. It felt more like she was just digesting nutrients. But there was a much bigger problem.
It tasted good...
The semen she had just swallowed—that foul, musky fluid that should have disgusted her—had tasted sweet on the tip of her tongue.
No! Get a grip, Leon! Just because your body has changed doesn't mean you can let your mind surrender!
Leon slapped her own cheeks.
The terrifying realization of how she was being tamed by pleasure, of how she was starting to crave a man's semen, sent a shiver of dread down her spine.
