The Black Knight Swore to the Blind Saintess

Unlike Rose, Eve seemed completely oblivious to what was happening to her own body.

"Aaaahhh♥"

All she could do was convulse helplessly, hips trembling, semen dribbling out of the pussy that had just taken my creampie deep inside it.

Once Eve had fully ridden out her climax, I tested the fourth, fifth, and sixth condoms back to back without a moment's rest.

Slurp, slurp.

"Eve."

"Yes?"

"Don't just keep sucking — you're supposed to tell me what each one tastes like."

Eve gave an embarrassed little smile. "Ahaha, sorry. You didn't ask, so it slipped my mind."

"So?"

She flicked her tongue just beneath the head, then answered. "Chocolate."

"Good, is it?"

"Mmm."

Eve took the head into her mouth and looked up at me. I reached down and smoothed her bangs out of her face.

"Better than cherry?"

"Mmm."

She nodded and went right back to sucking.

"Then so far it's chocolate in first, cherry second, soda third. Renee asked me to rank them from one to three, you see."

Eve drooled all over the chocolate-flavored cock for a long while, then finally pulled off with a wet gasp. "Phwaa. Boss... are you going to cum inside this time?"

"No. This time, catch it in your mouth. You ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠always say you can't handle it — you've never actually tried."

Her face wavered with hesitation. She doodled absently on the bedsheet with her fingertip, muttering.

"Boss, you cum way too much. And semen is... it's not something people are supposed to eat, you know."

"I think the taste changed with this one too. You can manage it. You don't have to swallow it all — just get a taste and spit out the rest."

"Eeehh..."

I gripped my cock and stroked it. "Eve?"

"Mm?"

"Lick."

Eve looked up at me and ran her tongue along the underside of the head. Lick, lick.

Preparing myself, I asked her, "Eve — can't you feel mana at all?"

"Out of nowhere? You know I have Mana Insensitivity."

She kept her eyes down as she licked the head from every angle, drool dripping steadily onto the sheets.

"I mean, how about right now?"

"Hah? What do you mean?"

"Doesn't it feel like your Mana Insensitivity is gone?"

"I couldn't say. I've never felt mana in my life, so I wouldn't know what it feels like."

Eve answered carelessly, without much thought.

Could it be because I'm still level 0? Rose hit level 1 after I came inside her about ten times back then. But Rose glowed with light even at level 0. Eve has no idea her mana curse has been lifted, so maybe that's why she can't sense it.

Eve lifted her head — something seemed to be bothering her. "By the way, why bring up mana all of a sudden?"

"Ah... how do I put it. It's just that I can sense a faint trace of mana coming from you?"

"Really? I suppose you'd be sensitive to it, since you can use magic."

In truth, what I sensed from her wasn't mana so much as envy and quiet resignation.

"I can only use that one holy spell from yesterday, anyway."

"It doesn't suit you at all," she said.

"Anyway — if you ever start feeling mana, tell me. Mana Insensitivity is a kind of curse, right? I happen to have a fair bit of divine power, and I occasionally cure curses. You've been in close contact with me a lot, Eve, so maybe you've been affected."

Eve let out a little snort of laughter.

"What, you don't believe me?"

Not that I could blame her. In the novel, too, the Imperial Palace had summoned dozens of holy priests to try lifting her curse, and every one of them had failed.

"If it's really true," she said quietly, "then I'll do anything you want, Boss."

I stroked my cock faster. "I'm close?"

I laid the head down on her outstretched tongue. "Eeeh—"

"Ahh."

Spurt! Spurt-spurt! Spuuurt! Spurt!

White semen flooded her pink tongue in an instant. Eve wrapped her lips around the still-pulsing head and swallowed.

"Mm. Mmph."

Gulp, gulp.

"Just a little more."

I kept stroking. "Phwaaah—"

Eve kept moving her head, letting part of the load filling her mouth escape through the corners of her lips. Slurp, slurp.

Even after I'd finished coming, she kept sucking the training cock without stopping.

Even after licking every last trace of semen off of me, she kept going.

"So? Can you taste it in the semen too?"

"Eh," Eve answered vaguely and went back to sucking. Slurp, slurp.

She was completely hooked, clearly. Between her legs, arousal poured out like a faucet left running, trailing in a long, unbroken line down her thighs.

"Let's keep going — no breaks, alright?"

"Eh."

One condom after another, I had her sample the flavors. She reviewed number seven and eight, and I even gave her a second turn on the ninth, the white one, before we finished.

"Alright. Last one."

The moment I pulled off the condom, Eve pounced on me. Grabbing my hips, she sucked my cock with her body bent forward, still upright on her knees — a remarkably assertive posture.

Slurp, slurp.

"Eve?"

She was so far gone in a trance that she couldn't hear me calling her. I tapped her gently on the shoulder. "Eve?"

"Hah—"

Only then did she come back to herself and release me from her mouth. "So? What does it taste like?"

"Mmm... condensed milk? Milk? No, that's not it. It's something... I can't quite..."

She licked here and there along my length, searching for the word.

I glanced at the product manual. "Well, to be fair, the flavors listed here are ones I've never heard of either."

"Really? But I think this one's the most delicious of all."

Lick, lick.

"More than the chocolate earlier?"

"Yes."

She didn't rest for even a second, her tongue working over me constantly.

"Is that so?"

"I don't know what it is, but it's the kind of taste that makes me ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠want to keep tasting it."

Mid-lick, she apparently couldn't hold back anymore — she popped the head back into her mouth and sucked with loud, wet slurps.

"Then it's this one in first place, chocolate second, cherry third."

She gave no reply — just kept sucking.

"Eve. Let's catch it in your mouth this time too, since you like the taste. Try to swallow as much as you can."

"Mmm."

She clearly liked the ninth flavor best of all. She was already ready and waiting, lips parted.

"I'm coming?"

The cock, curved in a pretty arc into Eve's mouth, throbbed hard and began to release.

Her fingers dug into my hips. A moment later — gulp, gulp, gulp.

Unlike with the chocolate, this time Eve let not a single drop escape. She drank it all down — and in the same instant, her hips convulsed again and again.

Splat—

Her juices sprayed wildly across the bedsheet. With my cock still in her mouth, Eve squirted like a burst water main and looked up at me, her eyes half-unfurled in dazed bliss.

I stroked her hair. "Eve. This one's the plain, flavorless original."

She didn't answer — just resumed bobbing her head, semen still warm in her belly. Slurp, slurp.

The product review was over, but I let her keep sucking a while longer anyway.

Several days passed.

Early in the morning, we were already tangled together in bed. It had started when Eve spotted my gear pitched up at full mast while I slept — and decided, apparently, that it was her duty to relieve me with her mouth. Which had led, naturally, to this.

Thrusting into her slowly in the missionary position, I asked, "Eve, what are you going to do with your paycheck today?"

"Mm, let me think. I don't have many clothes, so... I'd like to buy some. Is there anything you want, Boss? I'd love to get you a present."

"Hmm. Not sure."

"Come on, tell me."

"This is serious, isn't it? You've still got a wish ticket, and now you want to buy me a present on top of that."

Eve had begun sensing mana as of yesterday. I'd expected her to leap for joy — instead, the moment she felt it, tears had come pouring down her face on the spot. And thanks to that, I'd earned myself a wish ticket.

Eve tickled my nipple with her fingertip as she spoke. "Tch, what's that supposed to mean. You already ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠used your wish ticket to make me do that anal training thing."

"Oh, did I? You seemed to enjoy it so much I couldn't remember whether it was my wish ticket or yours."

Eve puffed out her cheeks. "I did not enjoy it that much."

"Ah — actually, I just thought of something I want."

"What is it?"

"Eve."

"Yes?"

"I want you."

Flushing, she turned her face away. "...You have me right now, don't you?"

"No — I mean more than that. I want you to love me, Eve. Because I've fallen head over heels for you."

I kissed her collarbone.

"Wha— what are you saying, Boss, all of a sudden? Don't joke around like that."

"Who's joking? Don't you like me?"

"...I don't know."

Having confirmed exactly what was in her heart, I kept a perfectly straight face. "Ah. Guess I'll just have to make you like me, then."

And with that, I began thrusting in earnest. Slap slap slap slap—

"Aaah♥"

Eve's back arched up off the bed like a drawn bow.

"Say you love me, Eve. Come on."

"Hah... haaah... I also..."

"What? I can't hear you."

"I love you too."

I kissed her, and Eve accepted my tongue. When the kiss broke, I whispered into her ear.

"As of today, you're my employee, my flesh slave, and my lover. Got it?"

"Why do you keep sneaking 'flesh slave' in there?"

"Oh? So 'lover' is the part you're confirming, then."

Eve looked away from my eyes. "Well... I suppose that's... how it is."

"Then from today, call me Ian. 'Boss' is far too titillating these days. Drop the polite speech too."

"...Okay. Ian."

"I'm going to come."

I rose up onto my knees, hoisted her legs, and—

"Mmh. Ian."

Slap slap slap slap slap—

I began pounding into her in the mating press, my balls smacking wetly against her perineum with every stroke.

"Ngh... Ian... this position is embarrassing."

"I'm coming inside."

Eve shook her head frantically. "No! You can't come inside! My flesh-slave tattoo got wiped today — there's nothing stopping it!"

"You can use mana now, can't you? Try a mana contraceptive."

"I can't do anything that advanced yet!"

"If you can't, you'll get pregnant. Desperately. Try."

"Iaaan."

"I love you, Eve."

"Mmm? I— I love you too♥"

"Coming. Aah—!"

Spuuurt! Spurt! Spuuurt!

I unloaded deep inside Eve's pussy, seeding her straight into her womb.

"Aaahh♥"

The moment Eve clutched her breasts tight out of habit, white milk fountained up from her nipples like a pair of tiny geysers.

"Honestly, Ian. What are you going to do if I get pregnant, coming inside me like that?"

Muttering to herself, Eve stepped into the bathroom — and froze at the sight of the mirror.

One end of her hair had turned blue. And when she looked at her eyes, her reddish-brown irises flickered blue for an instant before settling back.

"Oh no. Is the dye already wearing off? That was close."

She fished the magical hair dye out of the cabinet — the stock I'd bought under the excuse that I might want to color my hair a different shade someday.

"Let's see..."

Eve read the instructions on the bottle, then picked up one of the vials. "So I use this to restore my original color first, then re-dye it."

She opened the vial and poured the contents over her head.

Ssss—

With ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠a hiss of smoke, her hair and eyes returned to their original blue. And as the vapor cleared, the mirror reflected—

the woman once hailed as the Blue Jewel of the Empire.

The Imperial Princess of the Loreline Empire.

Evangeline Loreline.

"It's been a while."

She could use mana now, but her actual skill with magic was still woefully green. Nor would every false accusation against her simply melt away all at once, smoothly and cleanly.

She had to be ready.

Evangeline sank into thought.

Should I reveal my identity to Ian? Will he be afraid of me, once he knows? Will he be angry that I hid it? What if I end up bringing harm down on him because of who I am?

Then—

The bathroom door burst open.

"Eve, let's shower togeth— ...huh?"

Evangeline's body went rigid in an instant.