Chapter 79
In a state where he could e*******e at any moment, the knight of stone no longer existed. He who had been more confident than anyone at suppressing desires and controlling his body had lost all control; his entire body was malfunctioning, and he was as anxious and restless as he was excited. His trembling gaze got lost among the crowd gathered below, glanced back at his own center, and then lingered on the woman.
She was completely engrossed in the man’s member, her black eyes sparkling. Soon, her passionate eyes glanced up at his face, and he immediately felt a bone-dry feeling. He was utterly bewitched by her. With just one look from those eyes, he would be incapable of anything forever. Looking at his dazed self, she licked her lips.
“E*******e, and it’s drills immediately.”
“Ah, ah, can’t… ah…! Huk…!”
Both hands drove the man on with even more aggressive momentum, and his entire body was perfectly played by her. His body, stiff with tension, shook violently. The sensation seething chaotically inside felt like it was about to unleash another explosion, as if for the first time. Ronius waged a hard-fought battle against that irresistible urge to come. He exerted his capabilities as a Sword Master a hundredfold, tried wrapping himself in Aura, and poured all his strength into his core. Yet it was all useless. In the end, his body twisted, and Ronius lost his balance comically, his body convulsing.
As the scorching heat continued to build within him, robbing him of any control over his own body, the hand that had slid upward reached the point where it began circling the glans.
“Ugh! Hiiik! Th, ah, ah, no! I’m, I’m! Crazy! Uught!”
The two hands that had been holding back his screams fell away, and he flailed them in desperation. Frantically thrashing about in a panic, Ronius hastily seized her slender wrists. Annoyed by the hands that had interfered with her play, her eyes narrowed dangerously.
Unable to calm the body churning with waves of pleasure, his lips parted urgently.
“Anything! …I’ll do anything! So please, uung? Huht…!”
Her hand only tightened its grip on what it held inside even more. Properly imprisoned, his e******n stood rigid, and he writhed. His heart pounded achingly, pumping even more vitality to his center.
‘If I come here, it’s really over.’
He gritted his teeth, his thick body trembling like an aspen. He wasn’t a reckless enough man to test how far she could go by failing to endure the moment. A pitiful voice continued, as if staggering.
“Uhh, huh? Please, whatever you, want me to do… I’ll, hak, ugh… do it. I’ll do it all, no, no, I… I’ll, I’ll do well, Ronius de Xtion! I-I can do it well!”
Though his appearance, from front to back, showed not a shred of dignity, he stood at attention out of habit and raised his head. Belatedly, heat rushed from his nape to the crown of his head. But, terribly flustered with shame, he had no choice but to plead once more with his crimson face.
“Hm? Master, stop, uung…?”
He did his absolute best to put on a desperate expression. Having lived a life with little cause for desolation, he wasn’t very confident, but he hoped the woman’s gaze would soften even a little.
“Anything? Everything?”
Finally, Jeina’s eyebrow twitched, and the corner of her mouth curved upward seductively. He just stood there hesitantly, his mouth opening and closing.
But not long after, her hands between his legs began groping the object again, and a frantic answer burst from his lips.
“Yes!”
“Hmm, really?”
“Yes, really, haa, ah, stop, stop!”
Just when it seemed she might let go, she closed her eyes firmly and reached out. Then, her hand traced the shape of his member with a fluid motion.
“Ahht…! You, Master, you clearly said you’d stop… Please, really, I, I’m gonna…!”
At her careful stroking, the large mound of flesh raced within her grasp. The fierce pulsations pounded against her palms and reverberated through her entire body. Waves of excitement were rising within her as well.
Jeina could now demonstrate creativity and adaptability that could easily surpass the ancient tomes in the basement. She was confident she had reached a level that even the author might not surpass, and the author might even click their tongue in awe at her ideas.
“Ha…!”
She released the throbbing object, and Ronius, who had taken a deep breath, exhaled his agitated air. For that brief moment, he felt swept by countless waves rising and falling. He seemed excited, yet also faintly afraid. He couldn’t put it into words. He just stared blankly at the floor, catching his breath.
And a moment later, before him, with his flushed face not yet fully subsided, an even greater obstacle wiggled, waiting for him.
“Uh, huhk, up, you, youhk, that thing…!”
Ronius shrieked as if horrified.
“You’re not going to put that… that thing… in a rude place, are you?”
“No! Ya, ya, u-ah, I…! I don’t want it, I said no!”
“A knight should keep his word. How unbecomingly flippant.”
“Huaht…!”
“I’ll make sure it’s firmly imprinted on the knight’s body. Who his real master is.”
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