Chapter 18: Bound by Her Scent
I gave the bottle a pair of quick presses, the fine mist hissing out and settling cool across the soft skin beneath my arms. Thalia Evergreen's pheromone perfume—the one she had personally blended and gifted me—sank deep into my scent right away. While Lirian lay collapsed and twitching on the sheets, every inch of me would carry the fragrance that would drag his thoughts back to me even when he wasn't trying.
A low, pleased sound vibrated through my chest at the idea. Perfect…♥
I tugged the upper half of my papal robes open, letting the heavy white fabric slip down to bare my shoulders and chest, then crawled closer to where he panted in small, helpless spasms. Just watching his body jerk like that sent a thick wave of satisfaction rolling through me that I couldn't quite name.
I swallowed once, throat dry, and eased my full weight over him until I covered every inch of his smaller frame.
"I love you… Lirian♥"
I caught both his hands and laced our fingers tight, then pressed my breasts flush to his chest so our heartbeats thudded against each other. I needed the perfume to soak into him completely, layer after layer, until he couldn't draw a single breath without thinking of me.
I'll make sure you can't survive without me anymore.
I'll reshape every part of you, slowly and carefully, until you fit my desires from the crown of your head to the soles of your feet.
I'll train that shameless little body until it spills at the slightest brush of my fingers.
"Do you understand, Lirian?"
My mouth sealed over his, the slick, filthy glide of our lips loud in the quiet room as my tongue pushed inside, lapping and sucking with greedy hunger. He jerked hard beneath me almost at once, hips stuttering as his second release pulsed hot and thick between us, soaking through his shorts and onto my thigh.
I kept kissing him through it, savoring every twitch.
When I finally pulled back, I noticed the black sash at the waist of his clerical robes had slipped loose. The fabric wasn't supporting his melted form properly anymore; it had bunched and sagged on the bed like it had given up.
I should fix it for him. Keep his attire neat the way it always should be.
My fingers moved gently at first, untying the sash completely so I could retie it properly. But as the cloth fell away, several buttons beneath it caught my eye—already half-undone, offering teasing glimpses of the pale skin underneath.
One button popped open under my thumb.
Then another.
And another.
If I kept going I would finally see all of him.
How would he look?
What would that soft body feel like against my tongue?
"I… I don't know anything about that…♥"
The words slipped out of me before I could stop them, and then I simply tore the rest of the annoying layers open in one impatient yank. The black clerical robes parted completely, leaving him in nothing but his shorts. His belly was plush and smooth, completely hairless, every inch of him looking freshly bathed and impossibly soft. His cock strained hard against the thin fabric, the shape of it blatant and proud.
My stare dropped to his chest.
"Pink… nipples…♥"
I dropped my face straight into the warm hollow between his pecs, burying my nose against his skin. My head spun so hard the room tilted. Without the vast reservoir of holy magic inside me I would have blacked out on the spot. No painter's palette on earth could ever mix a shade as perfect and delicate as the soft pink of his nipples.
"…Haa… Lirian?"
A weak, broken noise escaped him.
"Just a tiny taste…♥"
Another helpless sound.
"Only the smallest little bit…♥ That's all right, isn't it…?"
If he truly told me no I would stop right then. But the way he kept whimpering and moaning sounded so much like consent that I took it exactly that way.
"St… stop it…"
"Quiet!"
I sank my teeth gently into one stiff little nipple anyway, then sucked hard, rolling my tongue over the sensitive peak while my teeth grazed the edge. The flavor was sweet and sharp, like nothing else in the world. I licked and nibbled, testing different pressures just to watch the way his body answered each one.
He seized up suddenly, fingers clamping around my wrist as violent tremors tore through him. His cock jerked inside his shorts and another heavy spurt of cum flooded the fabric, hot and endless.
I kept sucking through every pulse, eyes half-lidded with delight.
"Fufu♥ Does that feel good…?"
"G-good… it feels good…"
How could he make a face like that? His golden eyes had rolled back until only the whites showed, mouth slack and drooling, the picture of utter lewd surrender. My own belly throbbed in answer, a deep, maddening ache that made my womb clench and flutter like it was getting ready to drop an egg right there. My pussy spasmed hard, a sudden hot gush soaking my thighs as pleasure crashed through me in rolling waves. I had never felt anything this strong even when facing down succubi in the old demon wars.
"Hngh…♥ You're mine, Lirian…♥"
A faint, hazy whimper left him.
"Are you listening, you filthy little thing…♥"
Another broken sound.
"Open that mouth right now…♥"
His lips parted obediently.
I spat straight into it on pure impulse.
He accepted every drop like it was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted, throat working as he swallowed.
The orgasm that followed nearly blinded me. My pussy clenched again and again, fresh slick spilling out in tiny spurts while my whole body floated on a cloud of pure bliss.
I sank my teeth into the smooth skin just above his heart, leaving a clear, dark mark that would last for days. I wanted every inch of him branded so the world would know exactly who he belonged to.
His body was growing more and more covered in my bite marks, and I loved it.
From today onward you are my one and only flesh toy.
"Haa… Your Holiness…"
"Oh…?"
He wriggled weakly, then turned his face straight into my armpit and started licking and sucking like a newborn pup. The way he nuzzled and lapped told me the perfume had already begun its work.
I spread my legs wider, thighs falling open, and waited.
The moment he crawled close enough I snapped both legs around his waist and locked them tight. Our hips pressed together with only a few thin layers between us. His massive cock felt huge and burning even through the cloth, the thick shape of it dragging right along my soaked slit.
The thought of swallowing every inch of him in two days' time—right after the Ascension Rite—made my mouth flood with saliva.
I rocked my hips in quick little thrusts. "nhh♥ nhh♥"
My mound rubbed hard against his cock while my thighs squeezed and released, forcing his hardness to nudge right up against my entrance again and again. If the fabric hadn't been there he would have slid straight inside.
"Does it feel good…?"
"Y-yes…"
"Haa…♥ I like it too…♥"
We kissed again, mouths sliding wet and messy while our hips kept grinding. The lewd sounds of cloth rubbing soaked skin filled the room. He came once more with a full-body shudder, hot cum pulsing out in thick ropes that painted the front of his shorts and smeared across my thigh.
Fufu… Another victory for me…♥
I kept count in my head. Nineteen wins, two draws, two losses. Total domination.
He was completely ruined now, nothing left but animalistic moans and a face twisted in constant, filthy pleasure. Still, we had so much further to go.
"Break time♥ Come here…"
I pulled his limp, melted body up and pressed his face back into my armpit. He latched on immediately, licking and sucking with soft, needy noises.
Seeing how obsessed he had become with that spot made me wonder. Was it a fetish? Or was the scent truly that powerful?
The only thing I had done differently was spray the pheromone perfume there earlier.
…Ah♥
I had been so lost in enjoying him that I had almost forgotten.
Thalia Evergreen's pheromone perfume. I had sprayed it on my armpits on purpose.
Fufu, Thalia… I owe you endless thanks…
I slipped off the bed and turned so my back was to him, moving to the side table where the bottle still waited.
The soft hiss of the spray sounded three times in quick succession as I aimed the mist straight at the warm, secret place between my thighs. This was where my scent ran deepest and richest. If she had told me to spray anywhere intimate, then this had to be perfect.
I wanted Lirian addicted to my pheromones until no other woman could ever catch his eye. Until he was so broken for me that he couldn't even function without my smell on his skin.
Fufu…♥ This should be more than enough…♥
If the gods saw me right now they would surely scold me for my shamelessness. The worry flickered for half a second, but the smile on my lips refused to fade.
Thick strands of my own slick ran down my inner thighs in slow, shiny trails. My mouth and armpits glistened with saliva. I didn't care.
"Lirian…♥"
I climbed back onto the bed, lay down on my back, and spread my legs as wide as they would go. My fingers slid between my folds and pulled them open with a wet, obscene sound, letting the full, heavy perfume of my arousal bloom into the air.
"Come here♥"
No matter what it takes, I will have you completely.