Between Loyalty and Desire

A stifling female musk saturated the entire room.

Having climaxed and squirted countless times, Charlotte clung to the man's fingers with her lips, barely breathing.

"Hah, ahh… mm, slurp, slurp…"

"… Let go of my fingers. You'll collapse if you don't drink some water."

Yoal forcibly pulled his fingers from her suckling lips, pressing a water pitcher to her mouth instead.

Naturally, it was water laced with aphrodisiac.

"Stop it, hey… that, again…"

"It's your fault for leaking over and over."

"… Ngh, ahh…"

Calling it leaking might be a stretch, but it was true she had squirted an embarrassing amount.

The sheets beneath her crotch were thoroughly soaked, with nectar splattered all the way to the floor. Yoal's hands were drenched in her squirt and love juices, his fingers practically waterlogged.

Charlotte's face flushed bright red as she swallowed the poured water. Each gulp made her body burn with heat.

She was already sensitive enough as it was, her entire body flushed with warmth, her core throbbing with lewd desire.

"Every time you leak, I'm making you drink more."

"… You're the one making me do it…"

"After coming that many times, you've got no room to talk."

"… Ngh, ugh… I'll remember this, you hear me…"

Her body was being given a temporary rest, but she felt no relief whatsoever.

If anything, the heat and throbbing grew stronger by the moment, the flames of lust burning ever brighter.

"I won't forget. To think a mage like you is such a spoiled baby who hasn't even graduated from sucking on things."

"—!! I-I'll kill you, kill, ki—ll, mmnngh…!!"

Charlotte's face flushed crimson with humiliation. But the instant he gently slipped his fingers in, she almost reflexively pressed her lips to them.

She took them in her mouth, entwining her tongue and sucking eagerly. With a wet pop she released them, only to suckle again as if craving more.

"Want me to let you suck my cock too?"

"… I-I'll bite it off, so…"

Drawing strings of saliva, breathing heavily, Charlotte put on a brave front. Whether she didn't bite his fingers because she lacked the strength, or for some other reason.

Seeing the glare in her eyes suddenly soften, Yoal positioned two fingertips at her vaginal entrance.

Her utterly melted honeypot accepted the man's fingers without any resistance whatsoever.

"Ahh… ah, hah, mm, slurp…"

"Then, this is where it really starts."

"… Mm, slurp, suck… hah, wha…?"

Yoal stirred her vaginal walls as if resisting their tightening grip, whispering in Charlotte's ear.

Her vaginal walls clenched around his fingers, the folds undulating as if drawing him deeper.

Her pleasure-hazed eyes widened vacantly. She blinked repeatedly, and as he kneaded her vaginal ceiling, her eyelids slowly drooped.

Two fingers plunged deep into her honeypot. Yoal spread them wide, pressing against and stretching out the vaginal folds on either side.

"… Ngh, mmh… hah, haahhh…"

Charlotte immediately let out sweet moans, her lower abdomen pulsing. As he relentlessly caressed the well-worn flesh walls along her vaginal sides, the soft membrane began to spasm.

The sensitive vaginal walls were pressed gently and slowly. Her pussy, melted from repeated orgasms, spread wide open, revealing the glistening pink vaginal membrane within.

"Ahh… ngh, suck… th-there… ahh, mmhh…"

"… You like it here, don't you?"

"N-no, that's… no, not there, no… ahh, ahhn, mmh, suck…"

Despite her words, Charlotte's voice rose higher each time Yoal stroked the folds along her vaginal sides up and down. Thick love juices overflowed from deep within, and her urethra spurted nectar in small bursts.

As if defying her almost biting tightness, Yoal inserted his ring finger as well. Her honeypot, brimming with lubrication, accepted it without resistance, firmly gripping all three of his fingers. Rather, her vaginal folds writhed eagerly as if rejoicing at the thickness.

"… Your grip's getting tighter, and you're undulating like crazy inside. You really love thick things, don't you?"

"Ngh, mmhh… hah, ugh, mmnn… mm, suck, mmph…"

Charlotte shook her head in denial, but her body's reaction couldn't be hidden. Clenching three thick fingers, her pussy trembled with joy.

Each time her lewd hole was probed, pleasure welled up from within. Sweet numbness spread from her lower abdomen throughout her entire body, making her skin tremble with shivers. By now, just having his fingers in her mouth felt good enough to push her toward climax. Her mind went white, electric pleasure raced down her spine, and she squeezed tightly around the man's fingers—

"… Alright then, I'll play with the sides and top all at once."

"Ngh, ugh, uhh… mmhh, suck, mmmh…"

True to his word, he assaulted all of her sensitive spots inside at once.

Charlotte's wide eyes grew misty with rapture, tears of joy streaming down her face as she clenched her honeypot even more fervently.

"Mmmh, ngh, mm, suck… slurp, suck… ugh, ngh, cu—, mmh, cumming, cummingggg!! I'm cummingggg～～!!"

Her whole body shuddering with sweet carnal delight, Charlotte was launched into another vaginal orgasm. She squeezed out seductive moans, her flesh folds writhing intensely.

The squirming vaginal membrane rubbing against his thick fingers created a vicious cycle of ever-greater pleasure. Swept away by waves of suffocating ecstasy, Charlotte writhed as much as her bound body would allow.

"Ahh, mmhh, mm, suckkk… mmfh, ugh, mmhhh…"

"… You're tighter than before."

Charlotte sucked on his fingers while savoring her climax. Feeling the tightness of her honeypot through his fingertips, Yoal let out a quiet breath.

Even as her pussy quivered in orgasm, his assault didn't let up. While gently stirring her insides, he softly caressed her clitoris. That alone deepened and prolonged her climax, pleasure soaking into her body.

"… Hahh, ahhh, ugh, mmhhh… mm, slurp…"

Yoal withdrew his fingers from her lips and brushed aside the bangs plastered to her forehead. He wiped her sweat-soaked brow with his palm and lightly stroked her head.

Even so, Charlotte remained dazed in the afterglow. As he caressed her from her neck down to her chest, she surrendered to the sensation of fingers moving back and forth inside her.

Squelch, squelch. Pressing against her vaginal sides while rubbing up against her vaginal ceiling, the pleasure mounted rapidly. Her melted crotch spasmed, dripping love nectar at the signs of another impending climax.

"Ahh, hah, mm, ngh, cu—, again, ahh, ahh… I-I'm… gonna cum…"

"Yeah, cum. Show me your face when you're cumming."

The man's palm cupped Charlotte's cheek. She narrowed her eyes with irritation and glared steadily at Yoal.

Without pause, his fingertips scraped at her pussy. As the lewd wet sounds echoed, Charlotte's expression melted sweetly. Her honeypot, smoldering with lustful flames, ignited, and an unbearable sense of climax surged up.

Yoal calmly observed her expression loosening shamelessly with pleasure and ecstasy. His composed gaze fixed on her without looking away for even a moment.

"Ahh, ahhh… n-no, don't look, ahhh… cu—, mmhhh… cu—mming… ugh, uhh…"

"… Don't look away on your own. Look at me."

The man's thumb hooked under Charlotte's chin. He lifted it, forcing her to gaze at Yoal.

Charlotte's face turned bright red as she endured, her entire body drenched in sweat. Wet sounds emanated ceaselessly from her crotch, small splashes spraying up repeatedly. Her clit and nipples had swelled pitifully taut, standing stiffly erect.

"Ahh, ahh, ahh, cumming, it's coming out, ahh, ngh… don't look, don't, ahh, ahh…"

"Go ahead, cum. I'll watch, so cum as much as you want."

Yoal whispered this as he vigorously attacked her clitoris and its underside. He pushed up from her vaginal ceiling against the root of her clit, grinding the sensitive spot with his thumb.

Under this pleasure assault that sandwiched one sensitive membrane from both sides, Charlotte's pupils dilated wide.

"Ahhhh, ngh… it's coming, coming out, leaking… ahh, ahh, cumming, cumming, cumming cummingggg～～!!"

Her lower body trembling as if broken, Charlotte was made to taste one sweet climax after another.

Pshhh, pshhh, splatter. A stream of squirt gushed from her pussy, drawing a vivid arc. Each time Yoal moved his fingers, spray flew up, the overflowing nectar showing no sign of stopping.

A vaginal orgasm from thick fingers churning inside, and a clitoral orgasm from direct stimulation of her hypersensitive bud. She had no way to resist the combined waves of pleasure surging together. She sang out shameless orgasmic cries and clenched tight around the man's fingers.

"… You leaked again. Water. Don't spill it."

"Y-you're the one who made me, and yet… hih, uhhh…"

When Yoal offered the water pitcher, Charlotte could no longer resist and gulped it down. She knew it was laced with aphrodisiac, but her mind was too clouded from consecutive orgasms to do anything about it.

Her vaginal folds, rendered hypersensitive from the climax's afterglow, savored the man's fingers. The membrane clung to them as if licking and sucking, twitching in small spasms. Even the slightest rub made her jolt, a spray of nectar spurting from her urethra.

"… Hah, ahh, hahhh… ahh, hahh…"

Her lips, smeared with water and drool, gleamed in the moonlight. She exhaled ragged breaths, her chest rising and falling gently.

Despite having climaxed so intensely, the throbbing of carnal desire wouldn't stop. Mercilessly dosed with more aphrodisiac, her pussy clenched around Yoal's fingers as if craving more.

"Whether it's my fault or anyone else's, whatever. Let's go again."

"W-wait, hold on, I'm still—hih! Ahh, ahh, ahhhhhh—!!"

His fingers drew out wet, lewd sounds—how many times the squirt had gushed was beyond counting at this point.

 

 

From there, Yoal relentlessly made her climax from vaginal stimulation for hours on end.

When he persistently kneaded her vaginal ceiling, she would forcefully squirt cloudy love juices.

When he attacked her sensitive vaginal sides, she would orgasm wildly, her vaginal folds spasming violently.

When he rolled her clitoris around, she would actually faint mid-climax at one point.

Even when she fainted, he continued his assault. Charlotte would regain consciousness through pleasure only to hit another peak, nearly losing consciousness again. From there, he would attack her vaginal ceiling as if to revive her, making her leak squirt spectacularly. She was made to experience humiliation akin to incontinence, and the pleasure of orgasm further ravaged both her body and mind.

Even so, to her credit, Charlotte did not lose her sanity. No matter how many times she came, her body never went slack, her stomach with its visible abs trembling with each orgasm.

"How about being honest now? It'd pretty much cancel out you going against Alma, wouldn't it?"

"—Ngh, uhh, uhhh… n-no…"

While thoroughly soaking in the afterglow of her vaginal ceiling orgasm, Charlotte slowly shook her head.

Her resilience was either a blessing or a curse. She still couldn't shut down her thoughts, furrowing her brow and glaring at Yoal.

"… Your stubbornness is really something else at this point."

"Ngh, mm, uhh… gulp, uhh…"

Yoal shrugged as if exasperated and made Charlotte drink water again. Her sweat-soaked skin flushed hot, writhing under the aphrodisiac's effects.

Water flows to the lowest point, and the human heart is much the same. After being made to climax this many times, it would be natural for both body and spirit to weaken. Yet her continued resistance left Yoal somewhat at a loss.

"You've sworn loyalty to this Demon King fellow?"

When Yoal asked this, Charlotte averted her eyes as if finding it difficult to say.

She wasn't so devoted that she could answer immediately. But she didn't take it lightly enough to simply discard either. She was probably afraid of Almaeira opposing the Demon King.

"Afraid… no, anxious about it, perhaps."

"… What would you know about… ahh, ahh…"

Squelch, squelch. He stirred her pussy, pursuing the heated flesh folds. Keeping the lust burning within her from cooling down.

He had long since learned all of Charlotte's weak points. How to touch her to heighten arousal, how much to push her over the edge, what intensity she preferred. Yoal skillfully adjusted it all, maintaining a frustratingly moderate pleasure, neither too strong nor too weak.

"If you and I joined forces, how much of a threat do you think the Demon King would be?"

"…!?"

In that instant, Charlotte's eyes widened not just from pleasure but from shock.

Yoal continued speaking regardless. He scraped at her vaginal ceiling as if kneading it loose, peering into her face.

"It was underhanded, but I did face you on equal footing. Plus, I have connections to seek cooperation from the former Witch Queen. Even then, is he still something to fear?"

"… Ngh, wh-what are you saying… ugh, ngh…"

"If you agree, I'll explain later. Don't take a mage's word lightly. I won't lie—not too much."

In truth, calling it an equal fight was misleading. It was only equal because he had planted Aery as a hidden piece.

Of course, Charlotte didn't know that. It wasn't entirely nonsense either.

"I didn't come here without thinking. I came to see Alma in earnest. I'll do anything for that. Use anything. So I want you to stay by Alma's side too. No matter what happens."

"… Ngh, ugh… ahh, ah…"

If Almaeira were to accept Yoal, what would happen to Charlotte and Aery then?

At this point, it was decisive. Yoal had clearly shown his position for when that time came. No matter how things turned out, remaining by Almaeira's side wouldn't change.

What she desired was for things to continue as they had been. But that couldn't last forever. Now that the engagement ceremony had taken place, it led to Almaeira either accepting an unwanted marriage—or breaking it off.

"… Ngh, uhh… I… ngh…"

Charlotte's wet lips trembled open and closed.

Silence. Her voice wouldn't come out as she intended, only sweet sighs escaping.

"… Can't be helped."

After looking down at her, Yoal removed his undergarments, exposing his engorged member.

A vicious male shaft, veins grotesquely bulging, the thick glans swelling taut.

Presented with that before her eyes, Charlotte blinked in momentary surprise.

"… Wha, huh…?"

The instant she saw it, her slender body suddenly flushed with heat. The intense male musk reached her immediately, and Charlotte went limp.

Her vaginal folds clenched on their own around his fingers. Love juices spurted from her urethra, the undulation of her flesh folds intensifying.

"Seems you need a final push. I'll give you that last nudge."

"W-wait a moment…! S-something like that, there's no way it'll fit…"

"It's fine. Just the tip."

"D-don't just lie through your teeth like that!?"

"I'm not lying."

A thick, long carnal weapon, rock-hard and curved back. Perhaps a bit much for a virgin, but Charlotte's pussy had already melted beyond what any maiden's should be. It firmly gripped his three fingers, constantly clenching tight.

If she was this pleased by thick fingers alone, what would happen if an extra-thick cock was inserted? Charlotte herself must have realized it.

"Here, I'm pulling my fingers out."

"Ahh… hahh, ahhi, mmhhh…"

With a wet pop, the three fingers were withdrawn. They were thoroughly waterlogged as if pickled in her honeypot, covered in cloudy love juices.

Yoal lightly stroked her pubic hair with that hand. The light, fluffy texture was pleasant, the damp hair framing the area around her bud.

Next, he positioned himself between Charlotte's legs and fitted a contraceptive over his raging member. It was a thin sheath made from a small amount of slime mass combined with resin.

"… What's that…?"

"So I don't ejaculate inside. It'd be trouble if you got pregnant by accident."

"After… after doing all this, now you say that…"

A fair point, but today Charlotte was at peak fertility. It would be stranger if she didn't conceive. Even with plans to pull out, better safe than sorry.

Yoal pressed his membrane-covered member against her crotch again and gently lowered himself over Charlotte's body.

The tip of his shaft, the glans, was being eagerly suckled by her vaginal entrance. Her vaginal membrane was soaking wet, gleaming as if inviting penetration.

"… Ahh, ah, it's hot…"

"I'm putting it in again."

"… Ngh, uhh…"

Charlotte furrowed her brow and huffily turned her gaze away. Her face remained flushed, her wet honey-colored hair falling over her nape alluringly.

Yoal placed his hand on her waist and slowly lowered his hips. Even through the thin membrane, he could fully feel her honeypot's heat and softness as his glans spread open her vaginal entrance. Breaking through the pleasant resistance, he parted her vaginal flesh.

"—Ahh, ah…! Ngh…! Mmhah, ah, hih… ngh, mmhhh…!!"

A presence and pressure like a heated iron rod. Impaled by it, Charlotte let out beast-like groans, her lower abdomen trembling.

Her vaginal flesh clung intensely to the ridge of his glans. Her folds suckled as if licking the neck of the head. Nectar gushed from deep within, thickly coating the tip of his shaft.

"… Tight?"

"Ngh, ugh… mm, hah… mm, mmh…"

Charlotte shook her head, perhaps unconsciously, her eyes melting dreamily.

Her breathing was rough, but she was undoubtedly experiencing pleasure. She admirably accepted the shaft, far thicker than three fingers, without any pain. Her pussy showed an even more desperately tight grip than before, as if trying to milk him.

With his rigid shaft buried deep in her flesh hole, Yoal exposed her clitoris. When he pressed down on her, he positioned it so his hips would contact her bare clit. The excessively thick shaft stimulated the root of her clitoris even from behind, relentlessly heightening her clitoral sensitivity.

"Then I'll continue like this."

"… Ngh, ahh, ahh… no, ahh, ah…"

Shudder, shudder. Her spine trembled with sweet numbness. Whether from anticipation of pleasure or fear of losing her virginity.

But he had no intention of breaking his promise. Yoal slowly advanced his hips, burying his shaft deep up to just before her hymen.

"Ahh… ah, ahh…! No, ahh, this… ahhh… it's so hard…"

The moment he felt a slight catch, Yoal stopped his hips there.

At the same time, he slowly rotated his hips, scraping the walls of her widely spread pussy.

"… Alright. Right here, just like this… I'm going to work your pussy with just the tip."

"—Ngh, wha, no way, no way… ahh, there… ah, hih, no…! Ahh, ngh, mmhh… it's thick, there, with something thick… no, no, not there…!!"

He focused his assault on her particularly sensitive vaginal sides. Swaying his hips left and right, hooking his glans edge, scraping along her flesh folds. He repeated this over and over, rubbing her evenly as if expanding her pussy.

Sometimes mixing in attacks that scraped her vaginal ceiling with the crown of his glans, he slowly thrust back and forth. Carefully avoiding breaking her hymen, he rubbed while catching her vaginal flesh in the groove of his glans. The stirred and caught lewd nectar made obscene squelching sounds, cloudy honey dripping thickly.

"Ahh, ah, hiiii…! I said no, nooo…! I'm gonna, gonna break… my, my depths, they're throbbing and aching…!"

"Got it, got it. The depths."

"… Huh, ah, wha…?"

Saying this, Yoal moved his hand from her hip to her lower abdomen. Taking aim directly above her womb, he gently placed both thumbs there.

He pressed on her womb, slathered in aphrodisiac and scented oil. He applied pressure with both thumbs, kneading in circles. At the same time, he slowly used his hips, scraping against the sensitive folds along her vaginal sides. Pressing both sidewalls with his swollen glans, he tormented her with rapid shallow thrusts.

"Ahh, guhh! M-my depths, no, no, that, thereee! Cu—, cumm, cumming, ah, I'm gonna cum, hih, eee, eeee!!"

"You're the one who said it was throbbing—here, I'll press."

"N-no, noooo! Cumming, cumm, cumminggg…! Cummmminggggg～～～～!!"

In that instant, her pussy clenched around his rigid shaft as if to milk him. Tangled in the undulating lewd folds, a gentle sweet pleasure welled up in his glans.

At the same time, Charlotte convulsed all over, crying out in pleasure. The womb massaged through her belly, her lower abdomen directly above it spasming, tears streaming down her face as she orgasmed wildly.

A sweet climax through the thin membrane, yet gripping a cock incomparably thicker than fingers. Reaching such intense rapture from just the tip, Charlotte broke out in sweet sweat all over.

"… That went pretty deep. Keep soaking in it. I'll torment your depths—"

"Ahh, ah, there, there, stop, no, no…! Again, I'm gonna, leak, leaking, ahh, ahh…!!"

By the time Yoal noticed something was off, it was too late.

Charlotte was having her lower belly kneaded and her sensitive vaginal folds stirred while soaking in a deep climax's afterglow. Her limp body suddenly relaxed, and her small urethra opened wide.

Twitching and trembling, a forceful stream of clear liquid gushed out. After small splashes of spray, squirt arced forcefully upward.

"… You really let out a lot again."

"Uhh… ahh, ahh, uhh… no, noooo…"

The gushing spray splattered against Yoal's lower abdomen, soaking him all the way down to his crotch.

Yoal continued moving his hips regardless, rubbing Charlotte's vaginal ceiling with the ridge of his glans. Pressing against her urethral opening, encouraging further squirting.

"Ugh, ngh, mmhhh…! Cumming, cumming, I'm already cummingggg…!!"

Pitifully exposing her shameful orgasm, leaking even her squirt. Such humiliation must be rare indeed.

Kneading her womb sobbing with pleasure through her lower belly, assaulting her sensitive weak points from inside as well. Charlotte's skin flushed all over, drenched in sweat as she intermittently leaked clear squirt.

Even if Yoal's assault was forcing it out of her, this was no different from an accident.

"Might as well let it all out. Empty everything."

"Guhh…! N-no, that, that movement… no, I can't…! Ahhhhhh…!"

He pressed his shaft tip against her upper vaginal wall, slowly rubbing back and forth. At the same time, he pressed her soft lower belly with both thumbs, imprinting the womb's sensitivity.

Under this lewd flesh assault that exposed even her shameful behavior, Charlotte could no longer endure.

"Ahh, uhh, nghh…! Cu—mming, cumm, cumming… cumminggg!!"

Twitch—twitch twitch, twitch.

Squeezing out obscene cries of climax, squirting while milking his shaft tight.

Charlotte turned her face and skin bright red at the peak of shame, drowning in orgasmic pleasure. Squirt once again gushed forth spectacularly.

Yoal bit his lip to endure the pleasure, silently watching over her shameful display.