Master, I Swear I Didn’t Mean To! - Chapter 17

“M-Master, are you okay?”

“Urgh… I told you… not to look…”

“How am I supposed to save you without looking?!”

“Then hurry up and… do something… ngh!”

At that moment, the slime slurped up the clear liquid pooling at the tip of Cassius’s shaft.

Cassius trembled violently, holding his breath. His lips parted slightly, and the white hair sticking to his neck, matted with slime, swayed against his bobbing adam’s apple.

Unlike his pale skin, his c**k was flushed a dark red, and globs of slime clung all over it, its soft body latching onto his urethral opening. Perhaps drawn by the pre-c*m steadily leaking out, the slime pushed a lump of its jelly-like body into the quivering slit and rubbed the tip roughly.

Just watching made Eki’s lower stomach tighten. How must it feel for Cassius, who was enduring it? He groaned, the sound guttural, as though his vocal cords might tear.

The slime’s c**k-sucking kiss, rubbing side to side, deepened. As the paralysis began to wear off little by little, Cassius’s hips started to twitch. The slime’s grip and relentless rubbing made his entire body jerk and sway as though kneaded up and down.

But it didn’t stop there. Even after he was fully hard, the unending stimulation caused strange nodules to emerge along Cassius’s shaft, pop, pop, jutting out. The slime, hyper-responsive to the sudden texture changes, latched on and began working him even faster.

Squelch, squelch, squelch— Obscene wet sounds echoed in every direction. Under the intense pressure, Cassius’s hips arched in an indecent curve, and his firm, muscular b******s clenched and jerked, every line of definition visible.

“D-Don’t… look… ngh!”

Despair and o****m overwhelmed him at once. Cassius couldn’t withstand the pleasure welling up from deep in his core and let out muffled groans. His sculpted, handsome features contorted with shame, and his lips, bitten hard, flushed a deep crimson.

Soon, feeling seemed to return even to one of his legs. Cassius shuddered violently, trying to close his widely spread thighs. He twisted his hips to hide the monstrous, nodule-studded shaft.

But the slime seized his knees and forced them apart. Cassius’s eyes flew wide in alarm as his c**k swung heavily right above Eki’s head.

Their eyes met.

“……!”

The color drained from Cassius’s face. Instead, all the heat burst forth below.

“U-uhhngh!”

The slime moved aside, and Cassius climaxed. Thick s***n spurted from the tip of his c**k. He bucked his hips violently, jerking his a*s up and down to shake off the lingering slime. Each movement sent his c*m spraying in every direction.

Eki, directly below him, was no exception. She squeezed her eyes shut and hunched her shoulders as s***n rained down onto her head and face.

Thankfully, her shield stopped it from touching her skin directly. However, Cassius’s c*m pooled thickly on the transparent barrier over her.

“Kh… nghhh…”

Cassius’s strangled moans, as if stuck in his throat, finally ceased after the second, then third spurt of s***n. He collapsed, panting, his labored breathing filling the cell.

When the slime raised a sharp spine to inject poison again, Cassius urgently parted his lips.

“Eki, the shield…”

“Ah.”

Eki snapped her fingers, belatedly regaining her senses, and a protective barrier formed around Cassius. The slime recoiled in shock the moment it touched the shield, flinging him away.

Thankfully, Cassius didn’t crash pathetically onto the floor. Eki cast a careful spell, laying him gently down on the cell’s stone surface. Yet, there was no joy in his face.

Eki, too, stayed silent. Her face was redder than Cassius’s grotesque shaft.

“Um… Master.”

She hesitantly stepped toward him. But he growled, covering his scaled c**k with one hand.

“Don’t.”

“……?”

“Speak.”

“……!”

“Don’t speak to me.”

Eki clamped her mouth shut. But her gaze stayed fixed on Cassius’s shockingly strange p***s.

“I told you… not to look.”

She gulped audibly and nodded. Still, she couldn’t help but think this.

‘It’s all out there anyway…’

Cassius’s abnormal c**k, still radiating heat, was not something that could be hidden with one hand. Even if he modestly covered it with both, it didn’t seem like he could completely conceal it.