Chapter 3.8

Clang!

At Ray’s bombshell statement, she dropped the fork she was holding. 

Why was he saying such things while his affection was going up?

Disappointment overwhelmed her. She suddenly teared up in front of the delicious food. Ray continued his explanation in a flustered state.

“Originally Sera, you aren’t a slave. You’re not of slave status, and there’s no need to be like a slave here…”

But that’s not why she called him Master. She didn’t know what he was thinking, but she couldn’t let the title of Master be taken away. She found that title extremely arousing.

She shed tears with a more disappointed expression than ever before. It wasn’t sincere—she mixed in about 30% acting and did her best to express her emotions. Ray closed his mouth, then pulled a chair next to her and sat down.

“Sera.”

“I’ll do better. So…”

“It’s not like that. Sera, you will live here from now on. So…”

She understood what he was thinking. Apparently, this man hadn’t brought her here to use her like a slave from the beginning, and since she kept calling him Master, he just let it continue that way. Now that he had feelings, that part bothered him.

But she preferred being a slave. She wanted to keep calling him Master. Ray couldn’t continue speaking at her tearful gaze.

“…Do you feel more comfortable calling me Master?”

She didn’t answer. Ray didn’t seem to expect a great answer from her either. It was largely because her intelligence level had hit rock bottom in this man’s mind.

“Then do that. If you like it that way…”

At his resigned voice, she immediately smiled brightly. Ray’s expression became sullen, but regardless of his reaction, she wiped her eyes with her pajama sleeves and picked up the fork that had fallen on the floor. She was about to stab the food with it when Ray stopped her action.

“I’ll get you a new one, so don’t use the utensil you dropped. It’s dirty.”

No, it’s not dirty.

This was a game, so unless deliberately created, there was no dust. The maids cleaned the room morning and evening, and there wasn’t a place that didn’t sparkle, whether floor or shelf.

So naturally it couldn’t be dirty, but Ray stubbornly took away the fork heading toward the food. However, while watching him tell a maid to bring a new fork, she picked up food with her hands.

Ray looked at her intently.

“Sera…”

“Yes?”

“You can’t pick up food with your hands.”

A gentle explanation followed. It wasn’t just gentle words—he wiped her hands with a wet cloth and even gave her a new fork.

No matter how much people changed according to affection levels in games, Ray had changed too much.

Until yesterday, he was someone who would first put her over his knees, but now he calmly served food onto her plate with an indifferent expression, and when she spilled or got sauce on her lips, he wiped it himself. Then occasionally he would lift the corners of his mouth and press his lips to her forehead.

This continued until Ray lay down on the bed. As if planning to stay attached together, he imprisoned her in his arms while reading. But what was this system magic book? Why was there a book about player magic in the game?

The content didn’t seem like much, but Ray seriously turned the pages. The main content was about seeing descriptions of objects, seeing what kind of person someone was, or having more mana than others.

To her, it was boring explanation. She gently rolled her body and buried her face in Ray’s embrace. She had slept too much so she wasn’t sleepy at all, but in the quiet atmosphere with the occasional sound of pages turning, her eyes closed easily.

When she briefly dozed and came to her senses, Ray had also fallen asleep while reading his book. She looked at his peaceful sleeping face and grinned.

“Why are you so handsome? I want to devour you.”

〈 Ray’s affection increases. ( Current affection: 96% ) 〉

Huh, he’s not sleeping?

Mischief struck her. She immediately lowered her hand and groped inside the man’s pajama pants. She stroked his c*ck that was cutely hardened while staring intently at his face.

Will you keep pretending to sleep even with this?

Moist dampness seeped from the tip. It was clear that heat rose with every touch.

“Hehe…”

At her sinister laughter, Ray’s eyelids twitched slightly. But he showed no movement beyond that.

She quietly sat up, pulled back the blanket, and diligently removed his pants. His stiffly er*ect member stood appetizingly.

Naturally her hand went there, but stopped midway. Not yet. Before grasping his c*ck, she first undid the buttons of the man’s pajama top.

First, as a check, she caressed and examined the area where bandages had originally been wrapped. It wasn’t without lewd reasons, but that wasn’t why she was doing this. No matter how much she had been a patient with bruised b*ttocks and thighs from this man yesterday, Ray had been a patient stabbed by a sword, so she was checking in advance.

True to a virtual reality game, the wound had completely healed with not even a trace remaining. She slowly stroked the lightly raised abs with her fingertips and placed her lips on them. His expression was peaceful, but every muscle twitched wherever her lips touched.

She moistly dampened the sweet-scented skin and fiddled with even his light brown n*pples with her lips. His breathing gradually became rougher.

She gently groped his stomach and grasped his c*ck with her lowered hand as if stroking it. Just from holding it, prec*m flowed over her fingers. She pressed and rubbed the split gap of his gl*ns with her thumb while licking the man’s chest.

Even while doing this, she didn’t forget to glance at Ray’s face as he concentrated on pretending to sleep.

“Ah, delicious…”

She breathed over the man’s chest. When she deliberately whispered with mischief, his face gradually heated up. Though he’d been caught long ago, he endured this moment with clenched fists.

Looking at his behavior over the past few days, he should be making a fuss about punishment by now, but Ray was strangely docile.

She raised her body and stared at him intently. She could see his greatly swollen chest slowly settling.

She changed position. She undressed and sat straddling the man’s chest. Like that, she swept her long flowing silver hair behind her ears and bent her upper body toward the man’s groin.

Now it was a position where she couldn’t be seen whether he opened his eyes or not. She took his glistening gl*ns in her mouth and sucked. Her tongue trembled at the hot, soft sensation.

Playfully, she lightly bit with her teeth and observed his faint flinching. When the reaction faded, she gently licked with her tongue.

Of course she could have teased more if she wanted, but even without deliberate teasing, the man’s body continued to tremble faintly.

She sucked up his shaft with a slurp, leaving blatantly greedy sounds. She even swallowed the fluid in her mouth audibly. Even after removing her lips, transparent fluid leaked again from the man’s center.

“Haah…”

She breathed hotly on his fiercely heated c*ck and lowered her hand. When her hand touched her glistening private parts as if syrup had been applied, the fluid that seemed about to drip flowed down her fingers.

Fluid was dripping somewhere around the man’s jaw and neck. She rubbed her p*ssy to make vulgar sounds. Following the squelching sounds, she let the man hear the obscene sounds of sucking her fluid-covered fingers. The member in her view twitched.

She stuck out her tongue to suck his c*ck while pushing her fingers into the hole positioned where Ray would clearly see if he opened his eyes.

“Mmh, hm.”

Making wet sounds, she sucked Ray’s thing with her mouth. She focused more on stimulating him than m*sturbating. But even though she messily dripped love juice on her jaw and lips and sucked his c*ck as if to pull it out, Ray only occasionally trembled his fists and rarely tried to move.

Could I have mistaken him for actually sleeping?

Thinking to give a bit more stimulation, she inserted his c*ck deep into her throat. She forcibly pushed it in until she felt full and stubbornly endured. When she was about to suffocate, she pulled back and took it in her mouth again.

She repeated this several times while her body trembled. When his c*ck twitched and grew, she sucked gently again, then tightened and delayed his ej*culation.

Perhaps because she kept playing around, when she pushed the tip deep again, his c*ck twitched and he could no longer hold back and cl*maxed. Beyond just choking, it felt like s*men would spray out her eyes and nose.

“Cough, hm, hmm, ah…”

Reflexively raising her body, she swallowed the thick s*men filling her mouth with a gulp while coughing softly. Even at this moment, his c*ck was twitching and leaking whitish fluid.

Honestly, it was too erotic. With saliva pooling in her mouth, she made gulping sounds as she reached out her hand. She pressed against his tensed abs and grasped his still unsubsiding member, shaking it with her hand.

“Uh…”

Very softly, so faintly that it could be buried in the sticky wet sounds made when grasping and shaking his shaft, a moan was heard.

Even if it wasn’t a moan, breath was continuously pouring over her p*ssy and b*ttocks. His stomach she was pressing also remained tense, and his legs trembled every time her hand slipped on the s*men while grasping and shaking his c*ck, making sticky sounds.