Hah~ Hah~
Saki felt her Peach Garden completely filled. The enormous, hard 'drill bit' had penetrated to the deepest part, enveloped by the softest, pink flesh inside.
"Eek~"
Tsukikawa was watching her daughter take the most crucial step. Only when she witnessed Saki fully taking the 'drilling machine' into her Peach Garden did she relax. But just as she relaxed, the delicate little cherry she was sucking suddenly sent a slight sharp sting, causing her to involuntarily yelp.
This was because Alistair, stimulated by the sudden sensation of all-around sucking and licking as his 'drill bit' entered that mysterious realm, unconsciously bit down slightly harder. However, the momentary pain from this slight pressure didn't make her feel displeased; on the contrary, it further stimulated her desire, making the gentle stream below threaten to turn into a raging river. Unfortunately, her daughter was in the middle of the 'exercise,' and she couldn't interrupt. Luckily, she still had Alistair's other hand to somewhat suppress the fire in her heart.
Grumble~ Grumble~ Grumble~
Saki used her hands to support herself on Alistair's abdomen, gently lifting her somewhat weak hips, then sitting back down. Although the lift wasn't very high, the pleasure from the friction was undeniable. Saki felt waves of aching, numb, and soft sensations rising from within, making her legs tremble. Despite only a slight rub, the intense sensation was like a raging fire, quickly melting her strength like butter.
Ooooh~~~
The pleasure made Alistair subtly thrust his hips upward. Just as Saki managed to lift the 'drilling machine,' with only one-third remaining inside, and was preparing to sit down, Alistair's hips pushed up, meeting Saki's soft flesh mid-air, aided by her weak, semi-soft legs slowly lowering. This caused her to cry out in distress, and then her legs completely gave way, making her plop down hard onto Alistair.
W-mmph~~~
Saki's legs could no longer support her and spread wide, leaving her in a duck-sit position on Alistair's hips. The pink, moist Peach Garden perfectly adhered to Alistair's massive 'drilling machine.' The bulge in her lower abdomen was noticeable, and mixed with traces of red, lubricating fluid, it slowly flowed out from the almost seamless connection between the two of them.
Saki's hands were also unable to provide firm support and drooped softly. Her body, having gone weak, slumped onto Alistair's chest. Her rosy lips expelled warm breaths onto Alistair's chest, tickling him slightly.
"That's quite bold. For a newcomer, you dare to engage in such a fierce confrontation with this guy on your first time. And judging by your reaction, you've already climaxed twice, haven't you?"
Mabe took Alistair's palm, licked his fingers a few times, and commented on Saki's actions with a mixture of schadenfreude and awe.
In fact, Succubi can absorb 'vital essence' not only when the 'shells' are released but also subtly absorb Alistair's 'vital essence' when in contact with his 'battleship cannon.' The source is likely the prostatic fluid (prostate fluid, intentionally misspelled to avoid content filters), as this is the substance that comes out first, marking the male's excitement.
The Succubus body reacts to 'vital essence,' though they can adapt. The higher the quality of the 'vital essence,' the more intense the reaction in the Succubi's bodies, which manifests as waves of overwhelming pleasure. Those Succubi having their first extraction often try various ways to drain the prey. While an average man might be fine, with a man like Alistair, situations like Saki's are prone to happen.
In such cases, the prey hasn't finished his release, but the Succubus hunter is already defeated by the pleasure, losing the ability to think clearly from the intensity. Moreover, the Succubi's reaction is an amplified pleasure based on 'vital essence' quality. In other words, every Succubus is sensitive, experiencing pleasure more intensely than ordinary human women, and the amplification range is wide. With high-quality 'vital essence' like Alistair's, let alone a newbie, even experienced Succubi wouldn't dare to play this aggressively. They could easily turn their minds into that of a lust-crazed woman who only wants to be Alistair's personal ragdoll.
This is why Mabe was clicking her tongue, marveling that Saki dared to play so fiercely. She did notice Alistair's active cooperation, but that was just expected. Few men can maintain control when faced with the pleasure brought by Succubus extraction. Those with strong willpower might refrain from initiating, while those with weaker resolve would likely be dominated by desire and start attacking actively. Alistair managing to limit himself to a few thrusts was already a small surprise to her.
On the other side, Saki, who was breathing heavily and seizing the chance to recover, slightly raised her head. She looked at Alistair, who was sucking on the little cherry she used to taste every so often, her eyes filled with adoration and satisfaction, showing almost none of the greed or possessiveness for 'vital essence' that most Succubi possess.
As a young Succubus who hadn't extracted 'vital essence' for more than a decade, she didn't fully see herself as one; at least subjectively, she leaned toward being human. After all, she had lived among humans for over ten years and received a human education. Even though she had the Succubus's knowledge inheritance in her mind and knew she was a Succubus, she was ultimately raised by human education.
Furthermore, Saki was a young sixteen-year-old in her prime. Combined with her exceptional physique, the so-called shōjo manga she acquired from friends, and the Succubus knowledge inheritance in her mind, she had high expectations and imagination for her first extraction partner. Alistair's performance met her satisfaction and matched her imagination perfectly.
Therefore, Saki's act was less a hunt and more a 'blind date.' Alistair was the 'partner' chosen for her by her mother, Tsukikawa.
Oof! Damn it! It must be that woman!
Alistair had finally settled down for a moment, but his 'ammunition depot' suddenly felt enveloped. Saki was still slumped on his chest, and the 'drilling machine' was still lodged inside Saki's body. Therefore, the owner of the hand currently 'controlling' his 'ammunition depot' was obvious: It's you! Mabe, you little bitch!
Although the hand gripping his 'ammunition depot' was perfectly firm, the gentle yet appropriate massaging felt very comfortable. However, Alistair felt deeply uneasy. His physique was slightly stronger, but only slightly. His 'ammunition depot' was still quite vulnerable. What if Mabe, that little bitch, suddenly lost control of her strength? Although his Horse Talisman could heal him, he did not want to endure the pain of having his 'balls kicked' (lit. chicken flying and egg smashing).
Alistair's expression was therefore strange, a mix of comfort and distress, making it very contradictory.
Boom!
A jolt of electric tingling sensation suddenly spread through Alistair's entire body, numbing his waist. 'Ammunition' from the 'ammunition depot' surged non-stop toward the 'battleship cannon,' causing it to swell. Then, having expanded to its limit, a powerful round of 'firepower' burst out, driving an seemingly endless stream of turbid white 'shells' into Saki's body.
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft-pfft! Pfft-pfft!
Wave after wave of 'artillery fire' impacted the deepest recesses of Saki's Peach Garden, staining the interior with Alistair's color. However, mere staining wasn't Alistair's limit. His eruption continued, only stopping after dozens of seconds when Saki's 'little house' was completely filled.
Alistair's mind felt as if it had been blown up. Waves of dizziness flooded his consciousness. Before losing all awareness, only one thought remained in his mind:
When I finally subdue all of you, I'm going to fiercely pump away while gripping your little cherries!