Free Web NovelChapter 25: Watching it from back row seat
Meanwhile, elsewhere on Volsver estate, Norelia sat curled up at the window, staring out at the moon like some hopelessly heroine of romance novels she reads.
She let out a long, thoroughly irritated sigh, resting her chin on her palm. She was deeply annoyed with herself.
"Ugh, what an absolute idiot," she muttered, but her cheeks were flushing pink.
’Why in the world had I given that shameless brat a high-fidelity service like a slut?’ The vivid sensory of his massive cock she had shoved into her mouth this afternoon was still practically lingering on her tongue.
Until this morning, she had viewed Eren Volsver as nothing more than a shameless pervert with the brilliance of mana engineering. But why suddenly she felt attracted to him?
Was it because he had selflessly thrown himself to protect during the project disaster? Was it his bizarrely genuine personality that never sugarcoated the truths? Or... did she actually just enjoy being near him?
As she was busy daydreaming, she suddenly noticed something.
Her red eyes widened as a majestic delivery owl was flying straight toward her open window layout like a meteor.
"What the—?!"
Norelia instinctively covered her face with her arms in panic. But it executed a flawless upward diversion, dropping a letter right through the opened window which landed on her desk smoothly.
Norelia blinked,eyes narrowed as she recognized the seal of the Royal Academy. The reply from her old mentor had arrived far faster than she had anticipated.
She broke the seal and began to skim the text. With every single line she read, her red pupils dilated further and further. By the time she reached the bottom of the page, she stood up, her breath catching in her throat as the data she got is something incredible.
Without wasting a single second, Norelia sprinted out of her room as she bolted toward Eren’s room.
She practically jumped in the hallways with buzzing energy, eagerly anticipating the exact look of absolute awe that would paint Eren’s face the moment she handed him this letter.
’He’s going to be completely speechless,’ she whimpered in pure excitement.
To avoid getting noticed by servants, she casually used her top-tier Chameleon Veil illusion spell, slipping past them like a ghost.
But as she neared his room far away from hallways, her energetic footsteps abruptly slowed to halt.
Her ears twitched.
She heard a sharp, muffled scream that quickly dissolved into a breathy, high-intensity shudder.
Norelia’s heart began to race violently. ’Is he being attacked?!’
Panicking, she ran forward, her hand gripping the handle. But before she could open, another high-pitched shriek came through it, followed by a long, desperate, and utterly shameless moan.
"AhhhHH! Young Master~!"
Norelia froze solid, her hand glued to the handle as the sheer, unmitigated context of the situation crashed through her innocence. That wasn’t the sound of a ambush. That was the sound of a girl experiencing some pure pleasure.
"I’m sorry... I was such a bad girl...! I was a terrible thief... stealing your items... planning to use a honey trap to control you... only to get completely split open by your massive... ugh! Please! Punish my greedy, slutty body with your fat cock, Young Master...! Make me pay!"
plap-plap-plap!
The breathless, trembling voice of a young girl blabbered out in a hysterical note of pleasure, followed by the rhythmic sound of wet skin pounding against skin.
Norelia’s gulped, throat going dry. The prodigy of the royal academy who dreamed of nothing but nap and books was currently listening to another woman get ruthlessly dismantled by the exact same cock she had sampled earlier.
The endless, shameless whimpers and Eren’s deep grunts sent her a violent surge of heat. And without even realizing, her fingers pressed between her thighs. Her panties were already soaking wet by this live audio feed.
’I shouldn’t... this is highly unethical... this is a severe breach of privacy,’ her brain whispered.
But the degenerate enthusiast hiding deep within her completely overrode her ethics, using an advanced spell she had never once bothered to use: Ethereal Sight.
The door frame blurred into a semi-transparent, fully exposing the unrated chaos to her red eyes.
The useless noble heir was moving with the untiring stamina while pinning the busty, red-haired girl as he drove his thick membrane into her soaking pussy with zero mercy.
The busty girl was completely ruined, her head thrashing against the pillows and her massive, beautiful breasts bouncing with deep thrust that sent her. Eren was looking down at her with a completely dominant smirk, thoroughly enjoying the total collapse of her little mastermind scheme.
Norelia’s knees instantly turned jelly as she slid down against the door, her eyes utterly glued to the scenery while her fingers sliding past her trousers and wet underwear.
For the next fifteen minutes, Norelia remained completely trapped in the hallway as she aggressively rubbed herself as she watched Eren using his hard membrane to educate a maid.
Class was indeed in session, and the audience was thoroughly captivated.
***
After a long night session, the morning night arrived, sun was barely peeking out in the sky.
Eren sat on the edge of the bed, chin resting on his knees as he quietly stared at the peacefully sleeping, drooling red haired maid who had legally confiscated his virginity. She was sleeping like a veteran soldier who survived a ten-day-long grueling siege, practically occupying the entire king-sized mattress.
He thought how adorable she was, a soft smile on his lips.
But he furrowed his brows, genuinely perplexed. ’How the hell am I this phenomenally good in bed? Did the transmigration process accidentally pack a hidden incubus trait into my soul?’
Back on Earth, his actual, practical experience in this field was an absolute zero, only witnessed in pixelated screens.
Yet since waking up in this fantasy world, he had somehow managed to thoroughly devour a strongest tomboy, secure a mouth service from a genius petite girl, and then ruthlessly pounded a hot maid like something out of an internet degenerate’s wildest fever dream.
Well, he shook his head, tossing the complex biological questions out of his mind. A true pioneer of science doesn’t argue with a perfect power supply; he just enjoys the output.
Deciding that his beauty sleep had been compromised enough, Eren leaned and playfully poked Mira’s soft, flushed cheek to wake her up.
"Mmmgh..." like a thoroughly spoiled, lazy brat, Mira merely squirmed against the pillows, adjusting her posture to ignore him entirely.
Eren chuckled, his blue eyes gleaming with mischief. He leaned in and poked her cheek a second time, applying more pressure.
"Fuck up... leave me alone..." she complained groggily in sleep.
Amused, Eren decided to lightly pinch the soft flesh of her cheek, giving it a playful, teasing wiggle.
"Ow! Who the hell is violently spoiling my—!" Mira snapped, her amber eyes flying wide open like her inner rowdy fully surfaced.
Her massive boobs bounced as she bolted upright, prepared to tear into whoever had dared to interrupt her sleep.
But the words instantly died when she saw Eren sat beside her with an amused smile.
Her face violently flashed from a furious pale into a brilliant, bruised crimson within a single microsecond.
"Good morning, my pretty little thief," Eren murmured softly with an insufferable level of satisfaction.
