24. Bloom (4)
24. Blooming (4)
"Evernoir."
"Y-yes, Your Highness...?"
"You don't need to be so afraid. I don't find that... thing of yours disgusting or repulsive."
"R-really...?"
Of course.
After all, before I became this body, I lived over twenty-five years with one of those myself.
"More importantly, are you really okay?"
According to my memory, it's been warm ever since I briefly regained consciousness.
I don't know the exact time since I don't have a watch, but it seems like it's been at least an hour.
The problem was the time.
Maintaining an erection for over an hour must be incredibly painful and difficult.
It's not good for your health either.
The Imperial Palace medical records contained an account of a man who maintained an erection for five hours and eventually suffered necrosis and became disabled.
"W-well, actually..."
Sir Evernoir confessed honestly.
She said it hurt so much she thought she might die.
Yet she had been holding it in because she didn't want me to find out.
"U-um. In that case, a way to make it subside..."
If the erection wouldn't go down naturally, there was no choice but to seek external help.
Then the only remaining method was masturbation...
"Agh, ah!"
Finally, Sir Evernoir bent over and collapsed to the floor.
It seemed she had reached her limit.
Her member had turned a dangerously dark red color.
It was because blood had pooled in one place for hours without draining.
"Ah, aah!"
Sir Evernoir was in so much pain that she would scream at the slightest breeze.
If left like this, it would truly become necrotic.
Really, really, there's no choice but...
Maybe I should help just a little bit...
After all, I do have experience in this matter.
That is, the masturbation methods of men, not women.
"S-Sir. Excuse me for a moment."
"Y-yes? Your Highness, what are you—"
I carefully reached my hand toward Sir Evernoir's member.
Tap.
"Haat?! Aaaugh!!"
Even with just the slightest touch of my finger, she was in pain.
I really need to help her quickly.
"Sir, now, watch carefully. I will teach you the method of masturbation..."
"Y-Your Highness, how would you know—"
"I just do. Anyway, I'll help you just this once, so from now on, handle it yourself..."
With that, I wrapped my palm around Sir Evernoir's penis.
This was my first time holding someone else's genitals.
Naturally, it had to be that way.
After all, I wasn't bisexual originally.
I'd never seen or touched anyone else's besides my own.
Who would have thought my first experience would be with the female Sir Evernoir.
I truly never imagined it.
Anyway.
The first time I held Sir Evernoir's member, it was incredibly hot.
And incredibly hard.
...Swoosh.
I carefully stroked her penis from top to bottom.
"Ah, aah!"
But contrary to my expectations, Sir Evernoir let out a moan that was closer to a scream.
At her pained scream, I instinctively pulled my hand away quickly.
"Huh?"
This isn't right.
I didn't expect it to be this painful even with hand contact.
"Y-Your Highness... I'm sorry... Ah, it hurts so much down there..."
At this rate, it might really become necrotic.
To relieve the erection, she needs to ejaculate.
But if I can't touch it with my hands, ejaculation becomes impossible too.
What should I do?
As Sir Evernoir said, that thing happened because of me...
She took the hit for me, ready to die for my sake...
—It's my responsibility.
Ziiing.
For some reason, the Crotch Tattoo on my lower abdomen glowed red.
But I didn't pay it much mind.
Because that was "natural."
Something softer than a hand...
The only method I knew that wouldn't cause pain when touched with skin was one.
—Lick...!
"Hwuuk?! Y-Your Highness!?"
Fortunately.
Luckily, the tongue didn't seem to cause as much pain as the hand.
Certainly the tongue would be softer than breasts or hands.
"Y-Your Highness, you mustn't..."
Lick..., lick.
Although Evernoir said that, she seemed to be clearly feeling it.
Even with that distorted expression, her eyes were completely fixed on me.
Like a dog licking a wound, I licked Evernoir's shaft.
First from bottom to top.
I slowly licked upward from the root of the shaft to the glans.
Each time I stimulated the bulging veins, Evernoir's hips twitched slightly.
That response was somewhat satisfying.
So she is feeling it properly.
My tongue feels that good.
Lick. Lick.
"Ha, haaht. Hht!"
Perhaps because of Evernoir's reaction.
For some reason, I gained a bit of confidence.
So without thinking, I took Evernoir's glans into my mouth.
"Hawp."
Wh-what do I do from here?
What should I do with my tongue?
Although I've put the glans in my mouth, I have no experience or knowledge of what to do next.
How would I, who was originally a man, know about such things?
"Y-Your Highness. You mustn't... Putting something from a lowly person like me in your mouth..."
"Uum. Ubbum?"
Do you really dislike it?
You say that, but your eyes haven't left me, have they?
You're actually happy about it.
While this noble and precious imperial princess gets excited about lewd, vulgar oral sex.
Th-this will be the first and last time.
I'll never do something like this again...!
"Chuuub!"
"Hut, heuuk?!"
I didn't know what to do, but I wanted to make Evernoir ejaculate.
So I sucked with all my might.
I sucked like using a straw.
Although fellatio probably isn't done like this, it was just determination.
"Keut, kyuuk! Y-Your Highness!"
"Chuub, chyubub, chuurrup!"
"L-looking up at me like that...!"
Evernoir's shaft swelled increasingly in my mouth.
The precursor to ejaculation... no, it wasn't.
Ziiing.
The Crotch Tattoo glowed dark red.
'Ah.'
Only then did I instinctively realize.
She was holding back.
In other words, right now Evernoir was feeling so good in my mouth that she wanted to ejaculate, but was holding it back.
Why?
Why on earth?
Even though she was in so much pain.
Even though her penis was on the verge of necrosis.
Shouldn't she just ejaculate quickly and feel good?
I couldn't understand.
No, my mind refused to understand.
But the words that came back from Evernoir were...
"G-goblins or the Succubus Queen... might find us because of the smell...!"
—Rather, concern for our situation.
So that's it...
I didn't realize.
Well then... since this is the first and last fellatio anyway...
Just a little...
I'll 'serve' you...
"Chuuoob!"
"Y-Your Highness! You mustn't...! Surely, if I ejaculate now...?!"
—Bleurgh! Bleurk!
"Hwuuum?!"
Filling my mouth.
I caught all of Evernoir's ejaculation in my mouth without spilling a single drop.
She said we might get caught because of the smell.
Well then, there's no choice...
"Umbblep, chup, chubbubub!"
Without removing my mouth, I sucked up all the semen clinging to her shaft.
"Ah, aah... Your Highness..."
After sucking up everything to the glans, when her penis was finally clean, only then did I remove my mouth.
And as if to show off.
As if proudly displaying that this body had personally served her, I tilted my head back and opened my mouth to prevent anything from dripping out.
"Beeee..."
There was so much ejaculate that it seemed like it might spill over.
I showed her my mouth, filled to the point where my cheeks were puffed out with semen, as slowly as possible.
And after closing my mouth again...
...Gulp, gulp. ...Gulp!
"Puhaa-"
—I swallowed it all.
Although it was a bit fishy and somewhat repulsive,
'W-well, it was edible...'
For some reason, I could swallow it all without spitting it out.
Of course, it was so thick it caught in my throat and was hard to swallow—
"Ggeuk. Eup. S-Sir's is too concentrated..."
—It was extremely concentrated.
"But this way, we won't be discovered, right...?"
Hehehe—
I gave Sir Evernoir a small smile.
Ziiing.
The Uterine Tattoo on my lower abdomen still glowed dark red.
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As time passed.
When the Crotch Tattoo that had been glowing on my lower abdomen finally lost its light,
"Ah, ah. Ah..."
Only then did I come to my senses.
"Wh-what have I done..."
Every single thing I had done to Sir Evernoir just moments before—every finger movement, every tongue flick—began to imprint itself on my memory.
"...Your Highness?"
Sir Evernoir looked at me with concern.
"Ah, no. That wasn't me just now..."
I didn't want to believe it.
How.
How could I, a man, have acted like Sir Evernoir's thing was so deli...cious!
No matter how I thought about it, this isn't right.
It was definitely me, but it wasn't me.
I glanced down.
There was a faded pink Crotch Tattoo with no light emanating from it.
'Earlier it was definitely—'
—Glowing dark red.
"Sigh..."
Of course I didn't believe that nothing would happen after having this Crotch Tattoo branded by the Succubus Queen.
But can merely having this Crotch Tattoo branded allow someone to control people like this?
...No, given that they still haven't found us, maybe it's not control.
Fortunately, it didn't seem to have tracking capabilities either.
That was really, really fortunate but...
Swoosh.
Wondering if I was the only one feeling self-loathing and mental anguish, I looked at Sir Evernoir, but
"...?"
Tilt head?
Although Sir Evernoir was looking at me without any suspicion,
"...-!!"
Whoosh!
The problem was,
Thumpthumpthumpthump!
Me.