“~ahh~A~Aetherrrr~aahh~”
Helena moaned, her voice trembling as waves of sensation coursed through her body. Her back pressed firmly against his chest, and her breaths came in ragged gasps.
Aether’s fingers glided gently over her flower, teasing her most sensitive spots.
“~Ahh~”
Her trembling form rested on his lap, both of them drenched as the shower water cascaded over their intertwined bodies. Aether, stripped to just his underwear, held her possessively, while Helena’s lingerie clung to her soaked form, her panties discarded somewhere in the bathroom.
Aether’s lips brushed against her neck, planting soft kisses that sent shivers down her spine. He followed with playful bites, his teeth grazing her delicate skin as his fingers danced over her pussy, rubbing with an intoxicating combination of tenderness and firm pressure.
His other hand gripped her waist tightly, keeping her steady despite her quivering legs.
“~haaha~” Helena whimpered, her thighs instinctively trying to clamp shut against the overwhelming pleasure, but Aether’s strong hand kept them firmly apart.
“Don’t fight it, Helena, Relax, my love~” he murmured into her ear.
Her hips jerked involuntarily as his middle finger slid deeper, stroking her inner walls with slow, deliberate motions.
“~ahh~hha~ itsss ittccchyyy~” Helena gasped, her voice trembling with desperation. She looked up at Aether through hazy eyes, her expression a mixture of longing and bewilderment.
“Aetherrr~” she moaned, her voice breaking as she clung to him, pressing kisses against his cheek and jaw. “I… I don’t understand… It feels so… good, but… I need something~ahhh~mmmm~”
She wasn’t sure what she wanted, but it was definitely not his finger.
Her flushed face and trembling lips left Aether breathless…. He barely holding back his sanity.
As much as he love to make with her, he wanted their first time to be something she fully understood and desired—not something rushed or clouded by impulsive need.
“Helena~” he whispered, his voice soft but firm. His lips grazed her ear, planting a gentle kiss on her nape. “What you’re feeling… it’s natural. Don’t need to hold back~”
Helena blinked up at him “Ahh~ahhh~ I don’t know, Aether… something’s building… something’s coming… please… help me!~ ahhh~yesss…~ha~ha~ Aettherrr~”” Her body arched as her hips rolled against his hand, the sensations driving her wild.
Aether’s middle finger curled slightly, stroking her sweet spot, “Keep your eyes on me,” he said with a seductive smile, tilting her chin toward him. “Don’t look away—not even for a second.”
“Aahh~I~am~aahh~” She nodded weakly, utterly mesmerized by his gaze. His fingers sped up, stroking her clit and thrusting inside her in perfect rhythm.
“~ahh~mm~aahmm~haamm~mmaa~” Helena moaned uncontrollably, her body jerking violently. Aether’s free hand slid over her trembling thigh, grounding her as her pleasure peaked. His fingers never faltered, their relentless pace driving her higher and higher.
Suddenly, her body tensed, her back arching as an overwhelming sensation surged through her. When his fingers pinched her swollen clit, her voice tore through the bathroom.
“~AAAEEETTTHHHHHHHHHEEERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR~”
Her scream echoed as her pussy convulsed around his fingers, and her nectar gushed out in hot, unstoppable waves.
Splash… Splash…
Even as her release coated his hand, Aether didn’t stop. His fingers slowed, shifting to soft, teasing strokes that drew out every ounce of her pleasure, making her tremble and gasp with aftershocks.
Helena’s eyes fluttered, rolling back briefly as her body gradually calmed. Her pussy, which had been leaking profusely, now pulsed gently, her flushed skin beginning to cool.
“~ha~ha~”
she panted, her chest heaving as she leaned limply against him. With a dazed smile, she tilted her head up to meet his eyes. “Y~You’re so… handsome, my Aether~Hehe~ My handsome boyfriend~” she murmured, her lips brushing his with a lazy, seductive kiss.
Aether chuckled, wiping a damp strand of hair from her face. “And you are absolutely breathtaking~” he said, kissing her forehead.
“Hehe…” Helena let out a soft giggle before her eyelids grew heavy. As sleep overtook her, she mumbled in a dreamy tone, “I… found… my… mommmmmm…zzzzzzzzzzzz.”
Aether froze, his brows furrowing. “What did you just say?” he asked, but she was already lost to sleep, her breaths deep and even.
He sighed, brushing his lips gently over her forehead. Carefully, he dried her body with a towel and wrapped her in it, lifting her into his arms.
As he stepped out of the bathroom, a strange, sweet scent hit him.
His eyes narrowed as he scanned the room, noticing Nightfire trembling on the ground, her body leaking a glistening nectar that coated the floor.
‘What the hell is this?’ he thought, frowning. He realized the scent wasn’t just any smell—it was some sort of pheromone.
Aether snapped his fingers, summoning a small tornado that swirled through the room, pulling in the cloying fragrance. He laid Helena on the bed, covering her with a quilt before directing the tornado out of the window, ensuring the air was clean.
Turning back to Nightfire, he raised an eyebrow. “Still alive, are you?” he asked, but there was no response.
“Did she actually die?” he muttered, bending down to touch her shoulder. The moment his fingers brushed her skin, a sudden moan escaped her lips.
“~Hmmmm~”
Her body quivered, and more nectar leaked from her flower. Aether stared, momentarily stunned. ‘Just from a touch?’ he wondered.
He scooped her up effortlessly, burning the liquid from the ground with a flick of his fingers before vanishing from the room, taking Nightfire with him.
…..
…..
Appearing in Ashara Nightfire’s room, Aether quietly placed her limp body on the bed. Her breathing was shallow, and her flower continued to leak a glistening trail down her thighs.
He stood there, gazing at her. As much as he wanted to help, the situation was mixed with complications.
First, she might drain him—not in the pleasurable sense anyone might imagine, but rather, she could drain his very life force. It was a well-known feature of succubi.
Second, there was the irreversible effect of succubi on men. Once a man tasted the pleasure of a succubus, he could never return to normal desires—or even feel arousal from anyone else…. For Aether, that was an unacceptable risk!
But the third complication was the most dangerous of all: the nature of succubi. Once a succubus claimed her first prey, she awakened an insatiable predator within herself. The hunger for a man’s essence would consume her completely, leaving nothing but a monstrous, mindless creature driven by lust.
Aether sighed, his fingers brushing through his damp hair. He now understood why Ashara had hesitated so much the previous day. No one would want to lose their only sister to such a fate.
Clicking his tongue in frustration, Aether muttered, “So many complications… fuck!” His teeth clenched as he debated his next move. He hated this, but there was no other choice.
‘Log, I need to help her.’
Silence.
‘Log?’
!~Ding~!
[She is not listed in the Mission Tab. Therefore, Log cannot provide you any advice.]
Aether’s lips twitched in irritation, ‘That’s it? You only care about the women on the mission? Log, are you fucking serious? This girl is suffering—mentally and physically!’
[It is not my duty, nor is it yours. She poses no direct impact on your life… unlike Delphine Frostblade or Aurelia Scarlet]
BAM!
Aether’s fist slammed into the wall.
His voice dropped to a growl. “Yeah… I should’ve known. In your eyes, we’re nothing but pawns. Pawns to be evaluated for worth or discarded entirely!”
[…]
“Of course, no response now.” Aether clicked his tongue, his anger simmering just below the surface. “Whatever. I shouldn’t have asked you in the first place.”
He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself as his crystal blue eyes flickered back to Ashara. She was still unconscious, her body twitching faintly as if trapped in some hazy dream.
Walking to her bedside, Aether crouched down. Slowly, almost hesitantly, his hand slid under the hem of her skirt. With deliberate care, he peeled her panties down, the damp fabric clinging to her skin before slipping off.
Beneath her skirt, her flower was revealed—a delicate, clean, dark-black pussy that seemed to pulse faintly with warmth.
The sight—and the scent—hit him like a tidal wave. The intoxicating aroma clouded his mind, making it hard to think straight. His body reacted instantly, his shaft twitching, leaking thick beads of pre-cum that stained his underwear.
‘Fuck!’ Aether clenched his fists, struggling to stay in control. His breath quickened, his mind battling against the haze of desire.
Just as he reached for his shaft—
‘Fuck!’ Aether clicked tongue as he tried to stay sane and just as about took his shaft when,
!~Ding~!
[Hold your horses, darling~⛔]
An ethereal voice echoed through his mind, stopping him cold. Aether blinked, then sighed inwardly. A sly smile curled on his lips, as though he’d been expecting this all along.
500(600(650)…) PS=1(1(1)…)Ex/ 50(100(120)..) GT=1(2(2)…)Ex
