LOCATION: RAVENHOLD — VELISTRA'S PRIVATE TOWER, UPPER QUARTER
Time Since Last Discharge: 17 minutes, 42 seconds
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I didn't walk into Velistra's tower.
I was dragged.
By magic-tether.
By invisible hands.
By the sheer sexual tension wrapped around my damn neck like a velvet collar.
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The door slammed shut behind us.
> [WARNING: Your pants are no longer equipped.]
I was already shirtless. Probably boots too. Hadn't checked. Was too busy trying not to get magically unskinned by the lustiest witch in Ravenhold.
Velistra spun around. Red hair wild. Eyes burning.
"You want to explain again," she said, stepping closer, "why my personal slime-drain spell got hijacked by a sentient sex-pudding with a sparkle fetish?"
Nü-Gel peeked out from my shoulder. "I'm his now~."
"She has a personality trait called 'glow-goblin,'" I said, trying to stand my ground.
"And you let her suck your Core in a dirty alley?"
"She initiated protocol!"
> [BONUS OBJECTIVE FAILED: "Keep It In Your Pants (At Least Once)"]
Velistra didn't blink. She raised her hand. Snapped.
My back slammed against the wall. Magic chains pinned my wrists.
> [KINK DETECTED: "Restraint Play"] [Do you wish to proceed? Y/N]
I couldn't even answer. Nü-Gel was giggling. She slid off me like a good little puddle and plopped herself in the corner, glowing pink with excitement.
Velistra stalked forward.
"I should punish you," she whispered.
I swallowed.
She grabbed my jaw. Tilted it. "I should make you beg for the Core Drain you actually want."
I nodded.
"Use your words, glitch-boy."
"…Please?"
"Please what?"
"…Please drain my Lust Core, Mistress?"
She smiled. "Good."
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> [Initiating Dual Sync Ritual]
[Partner: Velistra, Class: Hex-Witch / Sadomasochist Caster]
[Warning: Magic-Based Foreplay May Cause Spontaneous Combustion]
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She traced her finger down my chest—slow. Cruel. Delicious.
Her nail lit up as she reached my stomach.
Then lower.
Then—
"Let's see if your pet left anything for me."
She dropped to her knees, tore my last scrap of dignity off with her teeth, and blew on it.
Literally blew. Cold breath, right on my tip. I gasped.
Then her mouth descended like a prayer made of sin.
Hot. Wet. Experienced.
Where Nü-Gel was enthusiasm, Velistra was technique. Wicked, refined, soul-sapping technique.
> [New Debuff: "Witch Whirl"] — +30% Pleasure Intake / -20% Ability to Form Coherent Sentences
She sucked. She twisted. She moaned with intent.
And when I started to tremble, she stopped.
"Oh no," she said, wiping her lips. "You're not allowed to finish until I do."
She straddled me—one fluid motion—robe parting, thigh exposed, wet heat pressing against my Core like she was trying to stamp her name into it.
I groaned.
> [System Alert: Manual Insertion Detected]
[New Connection Sync: "Dominant Witch — Riding Protocol"]
[XP Bonus: 4x (Per Moan)]
She moved.
Slow. Torturous.
Every grind pulled another whimper from my throat. She clamped her hands on my chest, riding like she was casting a spell with her hips.
And maybe she was.
My vision sparked.
My toes curled.
> [Lust Meter: 110%]
[Trait Activated: "Overclocked Libido"]
[Core Discharge Imminent: Again]
I warned her.
"I—I can't—"
"You can," she whispered. "And you will."
And I did.
Core overload. Again. But this time, inside her. Her magic flared—candles exploded—windows fogged up like we were starring in some cursed porno opera.
She screamed my name like a victorious villain.
> [Bond Level Up: Velistra – Tier 2.5]
[New Status: "Sexually Claimed"]
[Jealousy Trait Intensified: Nü-Gel now pouting aggressively]
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Velistra collapsed on my chest.
Sweaty. Glowing. Satisfied.
I could barely think.
She kissed my neck. Bit my ear.
Then whispered:
"You're mine now, glitch-boy."
Nü-Gel bubbled in the corner. "Hey! I was here first!"
Velistra lifted her head. "Wanna go again?"
I didn't even answer.
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> [Lust Core Warning: You are dangerously close to forming a Harem Bond Cluster.]
[Proceed anyway? Y/N]
I clicked yes with my tongue.
Because of course I did.
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TO BE CONTINUED…
(Location: ??? — Harem Sync Point Approaching)