Wooooh~ It's been too long since I've felt this.
Alistair felt his "little brother" swallowed by a warm, wet abyss. A diligent "little snake" was busy cleaning every inch of him.
Wait... she's eating the soap.
"Akari, wash the soap off first," Alistair said, gently pushing her head back. Protein was fine, but he didn't want her getting sick on chemicals.
"You're worried about soap? Look closer. Is that soap?"
Akari slowly released him, licking her lips with a seductive giggle.
Alistair looked at the bottle. It had no label. He sniffed his own body. The scent wasn't artificial. It was a strange, intoxicating fragrance—not quite floral, but sweet and addictive.
This scent... I've smelled it before.
As Alistair pondered, Akari went back to work.
Mmm~
The pleasure broke his train of thought. Then it clicked.
Shima Izuki!
When he had visited the company headquarters, that woman had messed with his mind and drained his "Mystery." She used a mental magic that relied on this very scent to guide emotions and cloud the mind.
This version was different—it didn't make him drowsy; it made him horny. No wonder he felt so out of control. Was this Akari's own idea, or was she acting on orders? If Shima was behind this, he was being watched.
I'll deal with it later. If she wants to drain me again, I'll call Uncle Takai for a localized apocalypse.
Alistair looked at the "foam" on Akari's chest. He dipped a finger and tasted it.
It was thick, sweet but not cloying, and had a texture like... cream puff filling?
"Is this actually edible?"
"Mmm-hmm~" Akari couldn't speak with her mouth full, so she just hummed and intensified her rhythm.
It really was edible. And when ingested, it acted like high-octane fuel for Alistair's internal fire.
Akari watched his face. Seeing him hit his limit, she gave a powerful, vacuum-like suck. Alistair's self-control shattered. Between the "cream puff" fuel and her expert mouth, his "cannon" swelled to its breaking point.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Alistair's gun began its "fire mission," pouring his essence into Akari's throat.
Gulp, gulp~
She tried to swallow it all, but the volume was too great. White "artillery fire" leaked from the corners of her mouth, dripping onto the floor into a small white pool.
When he finally finished, Akari was gasping for air. She pulled away with a wet pop.
"Cough, cough... hah... hah..." She wiped her mouth, her jaw aching. "It seems... Alistair's 'energy' isn't fully spent yet."
Indeed, Alistair's cannon was already standing tall again, hard as iron.
"A young man's energy isn't spent after just a warm-up," Alistair smiled. "So, Teacher... time for the main event?"
Akari nodded. "Come, Akari. Lean against the wall."
Alistair stood up and led her to the wall. She stood there, back against the cold tiles, facing him.
Hup!
As soon as she was steady, Alistair grabbed her left leg and hoisted it over his shoulder. Her "secret garden," still pink despite her age, was laid bare for him to see.
"You're a 'White Tiger' too?" Alistair was surprised. Her lower region was perfectly smooth and hairless. As he brushed against it, the garden trembled, and the "stream" flow increased.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Mom? Are you in there?" Shizuku's voice came from outside, filled with confusion.
Alistair felt Akari's body go rigid.
"Yes! I... I went for a walk and got sweaty. Just cleaning up. Do you need something, Shizuku?" Akari shouted, trying to sound normal.
"I haven't seen Alistair for a while. Did he leave?"
"Oh, him? Ah!~ He... he went out to buy some things. He'll be back soon!"
Seeing her try to lie, Alistair decided to "punish" the teacher. He drove his "Golden Cudgel" deep into her secret garden with a heavy, rhythmic thrust.