Alear did not seem particularly surprised by Serafall's boldness; in fact, he could deduce the reason with relative ease.
Ever since the moment she had caught him and Venelana in the act, the dynamic had changed. Serafall, from all indications, had begun to feel slightly threatened. She realized that, despite his refined intellect, he was still, in the end, a simple man—someone who would not refuse to sleep with a beautiful woman if given the opportunity. It was precisely this perception that had most likely led her to act more boldly. Honestly, it seemed like a deliberate attempt to adopt a more wife-like posture.
Now, whether it was out of competitiveness, to not "lose ground" to other women out of pure pride, or whether there were more personal motivations behind it... he could not say for sure. Perhaps it was a mixture of everything.
In any case, at no point did he consider that this was the result of love.
There was affection, yes.
But love... not yet.
Not that it mattered....
At least not to him.
"Sorry for making you feel neglected." Setting his thoughts aside, he replied to his future wife on his lap....
Before Serafall could respond, he lifted his face and kissed her. It was not a light or playful kiss; it was deep, with tongue from the very beginning. His lips parted and his tongue invaded her mouth with firmness, seeking hers with contained desire.
Serafall responded immediately. A low, muffled sound escaped her throat as her arms rose and wrapped around Alear's neck, pulling him closer. Her tongue intertwined with his, hot and wet, returning the kiss with an intensity that showed she had also been waiting for this. The kiss grew wetter, more urgent, the soft sound of moving tongues filling the silent office.
While they kissed, Alear slid his hands deeper under the short skirt of her magical girl uniform. He squeezed her ass firmly, his fingers sinking into the soft, elastic flesh. Then, with a deliberate movement, he spread her cheeks apart, opening them slightly. The thin white panties became completely visible beneath the lifted skirt, the fabric stretched against her clear, warm skin.
Serafall let out a muffled moan against his mouth, her body trembling slightly on Alear's lap. She did not pull away; on the contrary, she pressed her hips more firmly against him, her arms tightening around his neck as her tongue continued to dance with his.
When they finally separated due to lack of air, a thin strand of saliva still connected them. Serafall was breathing faster, her cheeks flushed and her eyes half-lidded, looking down at him with a mixture of desire and slight surprise.
Alear smiled faintly against her lips, his voice low and provocative.
"Still feeling neglected...?"
"A little..." Serafall murmured, her eyes half-closed.
The two stared at each other for a few moments, but Alear did not waste time. He removed one hand from her ass and held Serafall's chin, pulling her into a new kiss, this time slower but still deep.
His tongue explored her mouth calmly, intertwining with hers in a slow and teasing rhythm, savoring the sweet, hot taste. Serafall moaned softly against his lips, her arms tightening even more around Alear's neck.
A few moments later, he broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her chin and placing a soft kiss before continuing along her delicate neck. His lips explored the sensitive skin just below her ear, kissing, licking, and sucking with precision, drawing a louder, involuntary moan from Serafall.
Her body shuddered in his lap, her hips moving slightly, pressing against the growing erection between her thighs.
"Ah... Ale-chan..." she whispered, her voice faltering.
After finishing his exploration of her neck, Alear pulled the top of her magical girl uniform upward, removing it without hesitation and tossing it to the floor. He then did the same with the white lace bra.
Serafall's full, soft breasts were exposed, her pink nipples already hardened. He held them with both hands, squeezing firmly, feeling their perfect weight and softness against his palms.
Serafall arched her back, letting out a louder moan when he lowered his head and captured one of the nipples in his mouth. His tongue circled the sensitive bud before sucking with intensity, eliciting an immediate reaction from her. Soon after, he moved to the other breast, repeating the same treatment.
Serafall's moans grew increasingly urgent, her body writhing on top of his as her hips moved instinctively, rubbing against the evident erection beneath the sweatpants.
"Nnnh... hah... yes..." she panted, her fingers digging firmly into his shoulders.
Alear was enjoying playing with the soft, perfect body of his future wife, but, contrary to what he expected, she decided to interrupt the moment. Serafall brought both hands to his face and gently pushed him away from her saliva-slicked breasts.
"Wait..." she murmured, her voice hoarse with excitement.
A mischievous little smile appeared on her lips.
"You're really hard down here... don't you think it's only fair that I take care of this too?"
Without waiting for a reply, she got off his lap and knelt between his legs. With agile movements, she pulled down his sweatpants and underwear in one go. His member sprang free, heavy and throbbing, brushing directly against her face.
Serafall blinked, her blue eyes widening slightly as she looked up at him.
"…It's huge..." she murmured, surprised, her voice low and slightly breathless.
She had seen it before, when Venelana was sucking him and she had arrived at that inopportune moment, but up close the impression was completely different. It was so large that even she felt intimidated. Even so, she did not hesitate. She held the base with one hand, leaned forward, and began. Her hot, wet mouth enveloped the tip, while her tongue moved slowly around it, testing and exploring, before she began sucking with more firmness.
She did not have the same experience as Venelana, and the size made it impossible for her to go as deep as she would have liked. Even so, she compensated with dedication. Her movements were smooth, her tongue working with precision, sliding along the underside as she moved up and down, creating wet sounds that echoed through the room.
The entire time, she kept her gaze raised, her blue eyes shining with a mixture of desire and determination, as if she were resolved not to fall behind.
Alear let out a low, satisfied sigh as he brought one hand to her hair, slowly caressing it. He watched in silence the scene before him: one of the Four Great Satans was kneeling between his legs, completely dedicated to sucking him.
Serafall worked with enthusiasm, her hot, wet mouth working devotedly around Alear's thick cock. Her pink lips were stretched tightly, glistening with saliva as she moved her head up and down in rhythmic motions, trying to swallow as much as she could—about half the length. Her tongue was agile, pressing against the thick vein on the underside of the shaft, licking in slow, teasing circles every time she reached the swollen head, sucking with enough force to create a delicious vacuum.
She moaned softly against the hot flesh, the sound vibrating directly through his cock and sending waves of pleasure upward. Drops of saliva ran from the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin and onto her full breasts, which swayed slightly with each movement. Her blue eyes remained fixed on him, watering a little from the effort, but filled with an almost competitive determination, as if she were resolved to prove she could take care of him as well as anyone else.
At one point, Serafall pulled the cock out of her mouth with an audible wet sound, a thick strand of saliva still connecting her swollen lips to the red, glistening glans. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling quickly, then held her own breasts with both hands, pressing them around his cock.
"Since you seemed to like my breasts quite a lot. Here… let me use them too..." she murmured, her voice hoarse and slightly breathless.
She pressed her soft, heavy breasts against the thick shaft, enveloping it completely in the warm, elastic flesh. Even with the size of her breasts, his member was still considerably larger, so that about a third protruded from the deep valley formed by her cleavage.
Serafall began to move her breasts up and down in a slow and deliberate rhythm, making the head of the cock appear and disappear into the valley with each movement. The remaining saliva served as natural lubricant, allowing the sliding to be smooth and continuous, while the wet, obscene sounds echoed through the room, increasing the intensity of the moment.
Alear let out a deep, low groan of pleasure. The sensation was incredible; her breasts were soft, warm, and heavy, squeezing him with the exact pressure.....
Serafall smiled upon hearing his deep groan, her blue eyes shining with an almost childish satisfaction mixed with desire. She accelerated the movement of her breasts, squeezing them more tightly around the thick cock, while her tongue eagerly licked the swollen head every time it appeared at the top of the deep valley.
"Did you like it…?" she asked again, her voice sweet and provocative, even with her flushed cheeks and accelerated breathing. "I can do better…"
She alternated between using her soft, heavy breasts to massage his entire length and returning to sucking with enthusiasm. Her hot mouth enveloped the head, sucking firmly, her tongue swirling and pressing against the slit while one hand stroked the base that did not fit in her mouth. The wet sounds—slurp, slurp—echoed through the office, mixed with Serafall's low moans and Alear's sighs of pleasure.
She gave her all, her breasts swaying heavily, saliva running down her chin and over her pink nipples. At one moment, she squeezed her breasts even more tightly around the cock and accelerated the movement, her tongue licking the sensitive glans nonstop.
Alear felt the pleasure rising rapidly.
"Serafall… I'm going to cum…"
She did not pull back. On the contrary, she sucked with greater intensity, her eyes fixed on his, as if she wanted to see every reaction. When the first thick spurt exploded into her mouth, Serafall swallowed eagerly, her throat working to take everything. Jet after jet of hot, thick semen went straight down, and she let almost none escape—only a little ran from the corner of her mouth, dripping down her chin and onto her breasts.
She continued sucking slowly until the last spasm, cleaning everything with her tongue before releasing the cock with a wet sound. Breathing deeply, she wiped her chin with the back of her hand and looked up, her lips swollen and glistening.
But then she noticed: his cock was still completely hard, throbbing, almost as if he had not cum at all. Her eyes widened slightly, a mix of surprise and excitement.
"…It's still hard…?" she murmured, her voice hoarse.
Without saying anything else, Serafall stood up, turned her back to him, and climbed onto the office desk. She placed her knees and hands on the polished wood, getting on all fours. With deliberate movements, she pulled the short skirt of her uniform up to her waist, revealing the thin white panties completely soaked at the crotch. Then she hooked her fingers into the sides of the panties and slowly slid them down her thick, soft thighs, letting them fall to her knees.
Serafall's perfect ass was completely exposed—round, soft, with clear and flawless skin. The cheeks were full and firm, naturally parted to reveal her pink, swollen pussy glistening with arousal, and just above it, her tight little asshole, pink and twitching.
She brought both hands behind her, held her own cheeks, and slowly spread them apart, opening herself completely for him. Her wet pussy parted slightly, showing the pink, moist interior, while her asshole contracted once, as if anxious.
"Feel free…" she said, her voice low, hoarse, and laden with desire. "You can put it in any of my holes, Ale-chan… both of them are yours now."
Alear looked at that wonderful sight of her on all fours in front of him, which made his cock throb violently, seeming to grow even larger and thicker with so much arousal. He stood up from the armchair in a quick motion. He held the base of his huge cock with one hand and approached. The thick, red head first rubbed against her wet pussy, sliding slowly between the swollen lips and collecting the hot moisture. Then it moved up a little and pressed against her pink asshole, which twitched involuntarily at the feel of the hot, heavy contact.
Serafall let out a low moan, her body trembling with anticipation, still holding her cheeks open for him.
"Which one do you want first…?" she asked, her voice almost a provocative whisper.
Alear looked at the scene before him with eyes darkened by desire. Serafall was on all fours on the desk, her skirt bunched up at her waist, her panties lowered to her knees, her own hands holding her soft cheeks and spreading them for him. Her pink pussy was swollen, glistening with arousal, the smaller lips slightly parted and trembling lightly.
He chose her pussy first.
"I'll start here…" he murmured, his voice hoarse. He held the base of his thick cock with one hand and aligned the swollen head against the wet entrance. The glans pressed against the warm lips, sliding slowly between them and collecting the abundant moisture. Serafall let out a low moan, her entire body trembling.
"Ah… slowly, I've never had one as big as yours…" she whispered, even as she pushed her hips back, eager.
Alear began to push in slowly. The thick head forced the tight entrance open, spreading the soft, warm walls inch by inch. Serafall's pussy was extremely tight, and his size made her body resist at first. He felt the inner walls stretching to their limit around the glans, pulsing and squeezing as if trying to push him out and pull him in at the same time.
Serafall let out a long, high-pitched moan, her forehead resting on the desk.
"Nnnh…! So thick… it's opening everything… hah…"
He continued pushing slowly, without haste, feeling every detail: the intense heat, the slippery wetness that facilitated entry, but also the natural resistance of the walls contracting around him. Half of his cock was already inside when Serafall arched her back, her fingers digging into the wood.
"More… put it all in, I'm not made of glass…"
Smiling faintly, Alear held her hips with both hands and gave another firm thrust. The rest of the thick cock slid all the way in until the end, his hips finally pressing against Serafall's soft ass. Her pussy swallowed everything, the inner walls pulsing violently around the entire shaft, squeezing like a hot, wet fist.
Serafall let out a loud moan, almost a muffled cry, her entire body trembling.
"Ahhh…! It's all the way inside… it's filling me completely…!"
Alear stayed still for a few seconds, letting her get used to the feeling of being completely filled. He could feel her walls pulsing around him—hot, wet, and extremely tight. It was a delicious sensation....
Then he began to move.
He held the lifted skirt with one hand, keeping it well up to have a full view of her ass, and began to fuck her slowly. The thick cock pulled out almost halfway and returned with firm, deep thrusts, his hips slapping against Serafall's soft ass cheeks, making the flesh jiggle with each impact.
Plap… plap… plap…
The wet, rhythmic sounds echoed through the office. Her pussy made obscene noises every time he bottomed out, her juices running down the shaft and dripping onto the desk.
Serafall moaned nonstop, her body rocking back and forth with each thrust.
"Hah… ahn… like that… so deep…! Your cock is so big… it's hitting the bottom every time…"
Alear removed his hand from the lifted skirt and used both to squeeze Serafall's soft ass cheeks, his fingers sinking into the firm flesh as he continued to fuck her with deep, rhythmic thrusts. Every time his hips collided with her, the clear skin rippled, and the thick cock entered to the limit, rubbing deep inside her hot, tight pussy.
Serafall moaned loudly, her entire body trembling. Suddenly, her inner walls contracted violently around him, pulsing in strong, rhythmic spasms. An intense orgasm swept through her, making her arch her back and release a long, high-pitched moan, her pussy squirting a little hot liquid that ran down his cock shaft and onto the desk.
"Ahhh…! I'm… cumming…!" she cried, her voice faltering, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure.
Alear did not stop. He continued fucking her through the orgasm, his thrusts firm and steady, feeling the strong contractions massaging his entire cock. Meanwhile, he slid his thumb to her pink, tight asshole, circling the sensitive entrance before pressing lightly inside, playing with the tight ring while squeezing her ass with the other hand.
Serafall trembled even harder, moaning nonstop, her body overloaded with pleasure.
A few minutes later, another orgasm hit her with even greater force. Her legs weakened, her knees almost giving out on the desk as her pussy squeezed his cock in intense spasms, her moans turning into sobs of pleasure.
Alear felt his own limit approaching. With a few deeper and stronger thrusts, he came inside her, filling her hot pussy with thick, abundant jets of semen. The hot liquid overflowed around his cock, running down Serafall's thighs as he continued moving slowly, prolonging the pleasure.
Without pulling out of her, he turned her to face him, pulling her toward him. He quickly yanked off the panties still caught at her knees and lifted her into his arms. Serafall instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Alear aligned his still-hard cock and thrust back into her wet, cum-filled pussy, fucking her while standing, holding her ass with both hands.
She kissed him greedily, her tongue desperately entwining with his, her eyes rolling back in pleasure as the thick cock entered and exited her with firm thrusts. The wet sound of flesh slapping echoed in the office.
After a few more intense minutes, Alear came inside her again, filling her already overflowing pussy with more hot semen.
He then sat back down in the armchair, still buried inside her. He gave a firm slap to Serafall's soft ass, making the flesh jiggle.
"Now ride. I want to see you move on top of me."
Serafall moaned softly, her body still trembling from the previous orgasms, but she obeyed. She placed her hands on his shoulders and began to move her hips up and down, riding the thick cock with slow, deep movements at first. Her full breasts swayed heavily in front of Alear's face with each descent, the wet, obscene sound of flesh against flesh filling the office.
Alear did not waste time. He held both soft breasts in his hands, squeezing them firmly while bringing his mouth to one of the pink nipples. He sucked eagerly, his tongue circling the hardened bud before sucking hard, alternating between one breast and the other.
Serafall arched her back, moaning louder, her hip movements gradually becoming faster and more desperate.
"Ahh… Ale-chan… your lips… so warm…" she panted, her voice hoarse.
With each descent, the thick cock entered all the way to the bottom, the head hitting deep against her womb. Serafall felt every inch filling her completely, stretching her inner walls in a delicious and almost painful way from how good it felt. The pleasure was overwhelming, different from anything she had ever felt. In the back of her mind, a shocked question arose: Is this his first time…? Because it doesn't seem like it… how can he make me feel this way?
She had never felt such pleasure in her life. His cock reached exactly where it needed to, rubbing sensitive spots that made her see stars. Her tongue eventually slipped out of her mouth in a lewd manner, drooling slightly as her eyes rolled back in pleasure.
"Hah… ahn… it's hitting… the bottom… my womb…!" she moaned, her voice faltering.
Suddenly, another orgasm hit her hard. The walls of her pussy contracted violently around his cock, pulsing in intense spasms as she came again. Her entire body trembled, her thighs squeezing Alear's waist, and a hot jet of liquid ran around his cock, wetting the base and his balls.
Serafall let out a long, high-pitched moan, her tongue still hanging out, her eyes almost completely rolled back as pleasure consumed her.
Alear continued sucking and squeezing her breasts, feeling the strong contractions massaging his entire cock, prolonging her pleasure to the maximum.
When her orgasm began to subside, Serafall collapsed against his chest, breathing heavily, her body sweaty and trembling.
"…Have you had sex with Venelana by any chance? How are you so good at this?" she murmured against his shoulder, her voice weak but still filled with desire. "I've never… felt anything like this…"
"Not yet… this was the first time I've had sex in this life. I must be very talented…"
Alear smiled faintly. One of his hands moved down to squeeze her ass, while the other continued playing with one of her nipples. He had not cum this time; his member remained hard and throbbing inside her, ready to continue.
In part, not only his stamina but also his bedroom skills came from his experience in his previous life—something that should have been obvious. What was not so evident, however, was that he had developed his own branch of Magecraft specifically for this, which he named [Eromancy].
This form of Magecraft possessed hundreds of distinct spells, combining tantric practices with his vast magical knowledge. The result was techniques that, in the words of Ishtar and practically all the servants he had ever been involved with, were nothing less than a true "miracle." Although it had no use in combat and was exclusively for this purpose, it was still something extraordinary. After all, its foundation mixed Magecraft from the Age of Gods with that of the Modern Age, dangerously approaching what, in his world, could be considered true Magic.
Even so, it would be an exaggeration to use all of that on a relatively inexperienced little devil. For him, it would be an unforgivable failure if, using only the basics, he were not able to make her experience as many orgasms as were already happening.
And even this "basic" already covered a considerably broad field. He used his [Demonic Power] so subtly that it went completely unnoticed—even for someone extremely sensitive, detecting its use would be practically impossible. This energy was applied precisely to stimulate his partner through touch. Each contact became progressively more engaging than the previous one, directly intensifying the sensations of her body. At the same time, his own "tool" was also imbued with this technique, further amplifying the effect. The result was a gradual and almost imperceptible increase in pleasure, leading her to the peak in a natural and inevitable way.
Serafall blinked slowly, still panting against his chest, her body limp and hot after the last orgasm. Alear's words about it being his first time sounded strange for a second, as if there was something behind them that she could not grasp. But the thought quickly dissolved in the heat of the moment. She was too tired to question anything now.
Regaining her breath, she lifted her face and looked at the young man before her. She could still feel him inside her, hot, firm, and throbbing, as if he had not just climaxed twice in a row. A slow, almost lazy thought arose in her mind, filled with satisfaction: maybe it wouldn't be so bad to be married to Alear. After all, she seriously doubted that any other man could compare to him in this aspect…
She leaned in and kissed him, a slow and deep kiss, her tongue still lazy but needy. When she pulled back a little, she murmured against his lips, her voice hoarse and sweet:
"You seem to want to continue… Alear-chan...."
Alear smiled faintly, his magenta-pink eyes shining with clear desire.
"Obviously I do. I was just waiting for you to catch your breath...."
He pulled her into another kiss, more urgent this time, and began to move inside her again. From then on, the office transformed into a scene of intense and prolonged pleasure.
He fucked her in several positions, without haste but with impressive stamina. First, still sitting on his lap in the armchair, then standing against the wall, then bent over the desk again. In each of them, he filled her completely, the thick cock entering and exiting with deep, rhythmic thrusts, hitting deep into her womb, making Serafall moan and tremble uncontrollably.
Every time he came, he filled her pussy with thick, hot jets of semen, the excess running down her thighs and dripping onto the floor or the desk. Serafall lost count of how many orgasms she had, each one more intense than the last. The pleasure was so overwhelming that her mind went blank for entire seconds, her body convulsing as her inner walls squeezed his cock tightly.
In the end, he put her on all fours again, her body leaning over the desk, her breasts pressed against the cold wood. Alear held her hips firmly and fucked her soaked pussy with strong, deep thrusts. One of his hands delivered firm slaps to her soft ass, making the flesh ripple and turn red.
Serafall was completely destroyed by pleasure. Her eyes were crossed, rolled back in ecstasy, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as drool ran nonstop down her chin, dripping onto the desk. Incoherent moans escaped her with every thrust, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"Ahh… hah… Ale-chan… I… can't take any more… but… keep going…!"
Alear gave her a few more firm slaps on the ass and accelerated the pace, the thick cock pounding deep without mercy. When his orgasm arrived, he buried himself all the way in and came hard, filling her already overflowing pussy with more thick jets of hot semen.
At the same time, Serafall had a mind-blowing orgasm. Her body convulsed violently, her pussy squeezing his cock in intense spasms as a hot jet squirted around the shaft. He remained buried to the hilt for a few more seconds, feeling the last weak contractions of her pussy around his cock, as if her body was still trying to milk him even after so much pleasure.
Then, slowly, he pulled his cock out.
A wet, obscene sound echoed in the office as the thick head left the swollen entrance. Immediately, a thick white river of semen began to flow from Serafall's well-fucked pussy—heavy, creamy jets dripping onto the desk, running down her trembling thighs and down to her knees. Her pink pussy, now red and open, pulsed slightly, unable to close completely after being used so thoroughly....
Alear stepped back and admired the result. He gave her ass one more firm slap, making the flesh jiggle and another strand of cum run out. Serafall let out a weak moan, almost a sob, her body giving a small spasm at the slap. She could barely form words, her mind still clouded by the intense pleasure she had just felt. Perhaps he had gone a bit too hard.....? Well, it was better not to push too much….
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