The Black Knight Swore to the Blind Saintess
"Ian. That thing doesn't look like it's going anywhere. What do we do? *Hah*. It just keeps staying behind me. *Hah*. *Haah*."
Rose said this as she lapped at the head of my cock with her tongue.
So absorbed was she in the tentacle that she hadn't noticed just how much drool was spilling from the tip of her own tongue.
It was the Addictive Body at work.
"Rose."
"Mm?"
She kept licking the head of my cock even as she looked up at me.
"From now on, we're going to try everything we can."
"Okay."
"Would you... give it a suck?"
The jewel of the Empire.
The platinum-blonde supreme beauty.
Emilia Rosebloom, as though she'd been waiting for it, slipped the head of my cock into her mouth and began to suck.
*Chup. Chup.*
Holy shit. This is insane.
The overwhelming sense of conquest sent my cock swelling to its fullest.
Rose sucked me off with a bashful expression, her eyes on mine.
I gazed steadily into her rose-pink eyes.
Gazing Molestation.
Then I shifted my gaze down to Rose's chest.
*Churp. Chup. Chulip.*
Rose lowered the eyes that had been watching me and began sucking my cock in earnest.
I pictured myself taking her nipple into my mouth.
And right before my eyes, her nipple rose up stiff and swollen in real time.
"Mmph."
Startled, Rose stopped the bobbing of her head and froze with my cock still between her lips.
Her saliva dripped down along the curve of my massive shaft, drop by drop.
I pushed one step further and imagined sliding my cock inside her.
The image: me lying beneath her as she straddled my hips and swayed them seductively above me.
"Hngh. Mmph."
She swallowed a mouthful of saliva with my cock still in her mouth, and her hips gave a sudden twitch.
So as long as she's aware of my gaze, she feels exactly whatever I imagine.
The funny thing was, I could affect her with my imagination, but I couldn't feel a thing myself.
If I used that Remote Subjugation skill I saw in the gacha, I'd probably be able to feel it too.
Gazing Molestation seemed like a skill best suited for everyday mischief, or for bombarding someone with multiple sensations at once.
I turned my head. The tentacle was still hovering around us, reluctant to leave.
Rose must have noticed it too, because she gave my cock one last suck and then glanced around.
"Ian. It's not leaving. What do we do?"
I caught Rose by the chin and turned her face toward me.
She blinked her clear eyes up at me.
Her lower garments had melted away to almost nothing—the black fabric of her vestments barely covered the space between her thighs.
In this position I could force it in if I really wanted to, but...
Bibic was trying to make me have sex with Rose.
So why had it arranged us like this, unless it wanted us to do something suited to this exact setup?
"Rose, don't look at the tentacle.
Keep sucking while looking at me."
"Okay."
Ah—
As she parted her lips again, I took hold of my cock and fed it back into her mouth.
*Mm. Mm.*
Rose began moving her head while looking into my eyes.
She trusted me.
I didn't look at the tentacle either. I kept my gaze fixed on Rose alone.
Then—
*SHLRRRP—!*
The tentacle that had been loitering at our sides suddenly whipped forward like a lash, coiling around me from my ankles up over my calves.
*Ssssssss—*
White steam rose from my legs.
"Ugh."
I couldn't help grimacing at the creepy, slimy texture of the thing.
"Mmph."
Flustered, Rose stopped moving her head.
"Keep going. You have to keep going, Rose."
"Mm."
With a determined gleam in her eyes, she began sucking even more fervently.
"Mmph."
She pushed my cock deeper into her mouth than was comfortable and sped up her bobbing.
Of her own accord, she was savagely ravaging the inside of her own mouth with my Training Cock.
"Mmmmuummmmmuphmmuu—"
Clear drool spilled down in strings.
Rose stole a glance at the tentacle coiled around my foot.
Why. Why. I'm working this hard, so why isn't it leaving?
Go away, you monster. Please. Ian's in pain.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
Cruelly, the tentacle paid Rose's feelings no mind at all and climbed on, vine-like, from his calf up past his knee.
I placed a hand on Rose's head.
"Rose. I'm about to come."
"Mm?"
"When I do, don't swallow. Catch it in your mouth and spit it out. That should be enough to make it leave."
"Mmm-hmm!"
She nodded.
"Here it comes?"
I gripped Rose's head to hold it still.
My cock, buried to the root in her mouth, pulsed heavily and began pumping out a massive load of semen.
"Uuuhm."
Rose squeezed her eyes shut as her cheeks ballooned.
"Ahh. Rose."
At the sound of me moaning her name, she opened her eyes and looked up at me.
*Puhaah. Hah.*
Unable to swallow everything filling her mouth, Rose let the excess spill out through the corners of her lips.
When I finished coming, I released my hold on her head.
Still mindful of the utterly unmoving tentacle, she kept sucking my semen-slick cock clean.
*Sssss—*
The tentacles wrapped around my two legs slowly slackened and slid away.
"Puhahk!"
As the tentacle fled back to its master, Rose spat my cock out of her mouth.
"Haah. Haah. Haah."
She looked up at me with her tongue lolling out.
A long string of white saliva, mixed with semen, drooled from the tip of her tongue.
Her eyes, fixed on me, had gone slightly hazy.
"Rose. You did great."
I brushed the hair back from her forehead.
"Hah."
With the tongue she was still sticking out, she gave my cock one slow, deliberate lick.
It must have been pure unconscious reflex, because the instant she did it, Rose flinched and came back to herself.
Then—
*Sliiiide.*
The thickest tentacle, the one coiled just beneath Rose's chest, stirred.
Bibic began slowly retracting its tentacles toward its own body.
"Ian! Look at this!"
Its grip around her slender waist remained, and tentacles still pinned all four of her limbs—but it was unmistakable progress.
I had Rose drink from the water in the canister.
"Rinse your mouth, Rose."
"Oh—okay... thank you."
Distracted by the release of the largest tentacle, it seemed she was only now realizing she'd caught my semen in her mouth.
She took a mouthful of water, swished it around, and spat it off to the side.
"Want another?"
"Mm-hm."
Rose opened her mouth.
I poured the water in little by little from the canister.
*Gulp. Gulp.*
This time she swallowed it without swishing.
She must have cast Clean inside her mouth.
"All better now?"
I wiped the corner of Rose's mouth for her.
"Yes.
Ian, let's hurry and treat your legs. They might scar."
"Huh? I'm fine, really."
"Mm-mm. Hurry. I'm worried."
She swayed her body at me, coquettish as a cat begging for attention.
The way her breasts—nipples standing pink and stiff—jiggled along with her made my blood stir all over again.
Playing the man who couldn't refuse her, I offered my wound to Rose's mouth.
Since I had to hold one leg up anyway, I gripped her head and raised the leg myself.
She flicked her little tongue out and laved my wounds clean.
Somewhere in the middle of treating both my legs, my cock sprang back to a full, aching erection.
The tableau of it—me, bare-naked, one leg raised while Rose licked at my foot.
The sight of her, arms still bound behind her back, tenderly lapping at my foot with her tongue, was almost unbearably arousing.
Once the treatment was done, I spread my worn-out clothes on the ground beside Rose and sat on them.
We exchanged an awkward look.
Given how things had gone, it was obvious what the two of us would have to do next before the tentacle would let us go.
A moment of silence.
And then—
"Ian."
"Rose."
We spoke each other's names at the same time.
"You go first, Rose."
I said.
After a beat of hesitation, Rose opened her mouth.
"Um, this might be...
about your adult toy shop, Ian."
"Yeah?"
"Are you hiring staff for it?"
I looked at Rose.
She was staring into the campfire with sorrowful eyes.
She believed that if she gave her virginity to me, she would have to give up the priesthood.
"If it's you, Rose, I could create a position that didn't exist and hire you for it. But listen, Rose."
"...?"
"You're better suited to being a saintess."
"But—"
"We're going to join our bodies. And just like I came in your mouth a minute ago, I'm going to pour my seed inside you. And then the tentacle will probably let us go."
"..."
"But that's all it is. Don't forget it.
You are the Red Jewel of the Empire. You are Emilia Rosebloom.
You are not someone who should be working part-time in a mere toy shop."
"Ian."
"Hear me out. Remember why you boarded that ship?
Because of a single word from you, countless people will find comfort from here on, and will decide their fates under your blessing.
This world is in chaos from an endless war.
The world needs you."
I had no intention of letting Emilia ever meet the Black Knight.
But that didn't mean I could let her abandon the priesthood, either.
Rose's influence on the Empire was beyond anything I'd imagined.
There was a whole convoy of knights who had fallen for her noble beauty, sworn their knightly oaths of their own accord, and fought on the frontlines for her sake.
Careless handling of this could tip the entire course of the war against humanity.
Rose surely knew it too.
She mulled over my words for a long moment, then nodded.
"What about you?"
"Hm?"
"Didn't you have something to say to me?"
"Ah. Right, I did."
"What is it?"
Quietly, in front of the campfire, I said it.
"I was going to tell you that I love you."
"...What?"
"Rose. I love you."
I looked at her.
"I've known you less than two days, but that's what it's become."
Rose averted her gaze from mine.
"Th-that's cheating. That's low."
She was calling me low because I'd turned down her own confession—the one where she offered to quit the priesthood to be with me—and then turned around and confessed my love for her.
We looked at each other.
Gazing into those jewel-like eyes, I spoke as if bewitched.
"Rose, I have to kiss you."
The girl bound in tentacles answered softly.
"Then do it."
I leaned up and brought my face close to Rose's.
Then—
*SHUUUUM.*
The tentacle around Rose's waist hoisted her straight up into the air.
"Hnghk!"
"Rose!"
At the same moment, the thick tentacle that had been withdrawn earlier coiled around my waist, and together with the remaining two, began wrapping my body like the bandages of a mummy.
"Ian!"
I heard Rose cry out.
In an instant, my entire body was engulfed in slick, damp tentacles.
*Ssssssss—*
Steam began pouring off every inch of me.
In the darkness, I could feel energy flooding into every corner of my body.
Your body has been enhanced to its absolute limit.
Vajra Body [S+] has been upgraded to Vajra Body [U].
*Sluuurp.*
The tentacles that had poured their strength into me collapsed limply onto the ground.
My body had been completely reorganized—not a single red wound remaining, my skin reborn fresh and clean.
S transcendental power overflowed through every fiber of my being.
My cock was harder than it had ever been, standing at full mast.
"Ian! Are you okay?"
Bibic was holding Rose aloft at just the right height.
Its tentacles still had her arms bound behind the small of her back, and now, midair, they forcibly pried her legs apart into an M-shape.
"Hngh!"
The last scrap of black cloth that had been covering her crotch and thighs fluttered down and drifted to the ground.
Between her parted legs appeared a pretty, pink-lipped, white slit framed by soft folds.
Then one of the collapsed tentacles raised its head and, without warning, came rushing at her.
"Hnghk! No!"
Rose thrashed against her bonds.
Bibic. Putting on one last show for my sake, even at the very end...
I snatched the tentacle out of the air before it could reach Rose.
It never even touched her feet.
A tentacle that no blade or fire could harm—when I clenched my hand around it, it squashed like jelly and came apart, dropping to the ground in a wet pattering of pieces.
I looked up at Bibic.
*Ding.*
Condition:Satisfied
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In my heart, I gave Bibic a like and a five-star rating, then walked over to Rose.