Starting With an SSS-Rank Goddess Summon!

Vala’s mouth watered.

’Mmm... I can’t wait.’

She did not go for the shaft first.

Instead she leaned in, nuzzled lower, and pressed her soft lips against the heavy sweat-warmed sac beneath.

SMACK!

The musky scent was stronger here as she opened her mouth and took one of his balls carefully between her lips, sucking gently with her tongue swirling.

"Mmmh~"

The taste was salty and slightly bitter... but this was how her Lord tasted when he was sweaty and she loved it.

’It’s unique...’

Vala’s eyes half-lidded with perverted satisfaction as she hummed softly around the sensitive flesh, sucking a little harder, then switched to the other side, lavishing the same slow wet attention.

Her tongue dragged over the wrinkled skin, tasting every drop of sweat and salt.

...She liked it, Vala liked it a lot.

Silas’s hand settled on the top of her head with his fingers threading into her black hair as a low appreciative sound rumbled in his chest.

"That’s it... good girl."

Only when she had thoroughly coated both of his balls in saliva and left them shiny and tight did she finally pull back.

SMACK!

A thin string of spit connected her lower lip to the heavy sac for a second before it broke as she looked up at him through her lashes with her cheeks burning.

"I’ll... I’ll start now."

Vala then wrapped one small hand around the base of his now fully hard cock and guided the thick head to her mouth.

’It looks so big and intimidating up close...’

She started clumsily.

The first attempt was too shallow and too hesitant as she took only the head between her lips and suckled experimentally with her eyes watering slightly at the stretch.

Her tongue poked and prodded without rhythm as spit immediately began to escape the corners of her mouth and drip down her chin.

Silas’s voice was calm even as his breathing deepened.

"Vala... Wider and relax your jaw too. Use your tongue along the underside... yes, like that. Hollow your cheeks when you pull back."

Vala listened and she adjusted.

Within a few clumsy strokes she found the angle, the depth she could manage without choking and she took him deeper with her lips stretching obscenely around the thick girth as she began a slow wet bobbing motion.

The wet sounds of her mouth filled the office.

SHLK... SHLK... SHLK...

’What if he just grabbed my head and thrusted?’ the perverted thought bloomed unbidden. ’What if he used my mouth like a hole and fucked it the way he fucks Eluned’s cunt? Would I choke? Would I cry? Would I love it?’

She moaned around him at the mental image with the vibration traveling straight up his shaft as Silas’s fingers tightened in her hair.

Vala learned faster than any student had a right to.

The clumsy suction became deliberate as she sealed her lips and created a powerful vacuum and her cheeks hollowing deeply every time she drew back.

SMACK!

Her tongue worked constantly, swirling under the sensitive head and pressing against the thick vein on the underside as spit poured down the shaft, soaking her hand, dripping onto the carpet between her knees.

Silas’s breathing turned ragged.

"Ah... Mng..."

Low groans started escaping him... they were deep involuntary sounds that made Vala’s empty cunt clench and drip even harder.

Seeing her Lord like this with his eyes half-lidded, his jaw tight as chest rose and fell faster sent fresh waves of arousal crashing through her.

Her thighs were slick and she could smell herself too.

’I’m such a whore... but only for my Lord.’

She pushed herself further, taking him deeper until the head bumped the back of her throat.

"Mmm..."

Her eyes watered but she didn’t stop as she hollowed her cheeks harder with the suction intensifying until the wet sounds became loud and continuous.

SHLK-SHLK-SHLK-SHLK—

Silas’s hand on her head pressed down a fraction more as Vala’s heart leapt.

’Is he going to do it—?’

He did.

His hips rolled forward once, sliding another inch of thick cock into her willing mouth.

When she didn’t pull away... when she instead moaned and sucked harder, Silas gave her what the filthy fantasies in her head had been begging for.

He began to thrust.

PAH!

It was short controlled strokes at first.

PAH! PAH!

Then longer and deeper.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

His heavy balls slapped softly against her chin with every forward motion as the wet sound of her mouth being used filled the entire office.

Vala’s eyes rolled back as tears of effort spilled down her cheeks, mixing with the spit already coating her chin.

She kept her lips sealed tight, kept the suction perfect and kept taking every thrust as deep as she could...

’He’s fucking my mouth...’ the thought was pure molten heat. ’My Lord is using my throat like a cunt... I can feel every vein... every pulse... if he cummed right now I’d swallow every drop and beg for more...’

Silas’s control frayed further as his thrusts grew harder and faster too.

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!

The wet slap of his balls against her face became sharper and his free hand braced against the wall above her head as low grunts left him with every deep stroke.

"Fuck... Vala... your mouth..."

She answered by sucking harder with her tongue working frantically and her throat relaxing as much as she could manage.

Spit flew as the carpet beneath her knees was damp with it.

Her own arousal had reached a point where every thrust of his cock into her mouth made her empty cunt throb and leak.

"Mmmph~ Mngh~ Nn~"

Silas’s rhythm stuttered as his grip in her hair tightened almost painfully.

"I’m about to—"

KNOCK! KNOCK!

The sharp polite rapping on the reinforced office door cut through the wet sounds and heavy breathing like a blade.

A clear female voice called from the other side, bright and completely oblivious.

"My Lord? I am coming in—"

The door handle turned as the heavy door swung open without waiting for permission.

The blue-haired Princess stood framed in the doorway for half a second longer than necessary with one hand still resting on the polished handle.

Her violet eyes flickered once toward the desk before she deliberately looked away.

Color rose high on her cheeks, but she did not comment and instead she stepped inside, closed the door behind her with a soft click, and immediately fanned herself with one delicate hand.

"The room is... rather hot, isn’t it?" she said with her voice carefully light.

Silas, still seated behind the massive mahogany desk, offered a calm smile that did not quite reach his eyes.

Under the polished wood, hidden completely from view, Vala remained on her knees.

The thick length of her Lord’s cock rested heavy against her tongue, still pulsing from the near-climax that had been interrupted only moments earlier.

She did not move, in fact she barely breathed.

’I should have locked the door...’

The Princess scurried across the carpet with quick graceful steps and went straight to the reinforced window.

She unlatched it a fraction and pushed the heavy glass outward just enough for a thin ribbon of freezing air to slip inside.

A few sharp flakes of snow immediately kissed her cheek.

"Ngh—" she grunted softly, recoiling a little. "I will never understand how quickly the weather changes around here."

She left the window cracked and returned to the chair opposite Silas, settling into it with the poise of royalty as her smile returned, softer this time and almost shy too.

"I am enjoying it here, Lord Silas."

Silas tilted his head, the golden rings in his blue eyes catching the lamplight. "How so?"

Under the desk, Vala felt the exact moment her Lord’s cock twitched harder against her tongue.

The sudden heavy throb made her eyelids flutter but she did not dare look up.

Instead she sealed her lips more tightly around the thick shaft and began to suck slowly while her free hand rose to cradle the sweat-warmed balls beneath.

She massaged them gently, rolling them in her palm, feeling them draw up slightly under her touch.

Silas’s expression did not change.

The Princess leaned forward a little with her blue hair sliding over one shoulder.

"Even if I did threaten you when we first met... thank you for allowing me to remain in Blessed Land."

"There is no problem," Silas answered evenly. His voice was steady however under the table his thighs tensed once.

Vala took him deeper with her cheeks hollowing and the wet heat of her mouth working in perfect silence.

The only sound that reached the open air of the office was the soft crackle of the fireplace and the distant howl of the blizzard beyond the cracked window.

The Princess’s gaze dropped to her own lap as her fingers twisted together in the fabric of her skirt.

"Even though I am the Princess of the world," she said quietly, "I have never felt particularly special. I do not even have a name of my own... because I am not deserving of one. It is painful but I keep going."

Silas’s expression trembled for the briefest fraction of a second.

His eyes flicked downward... toward the edge of the desk and a single thought cut through the haze of pleasure.

’She’s really a pervert.’

Vala’s tongue pressed firmly along the thick vein on the underside of his cock, stroking it with slow deliberate pressure while her fingers continued their gentle massage of his balls.

She could feel every pulse and every twitch.

The knowledge that her Lord was sitting across from royalty, maintaining perfect composure while she worshipped him in secret, sent a fresh rush of slick heat between her own thighs as she pressed her free hand against the front of her trousers and rubbed twice just enough to take the edge off the ache.

The Princess lifted her head again as tears had begun to gather along her lower lashes, but her smile had widened.

"Lord Silas... I have to thank you some more. Because here, in Blessed Land, I made good friends. I killed monsters. I got to see what being a Lord truly means. For this gift you have given me..." Her voice cracked. "For this, I would give you as much money as you desire and my body as well. Nothing could ever pay this debt."

Silas opened his mouth.

Before a single word could leave him, the Princess’s face brightened as though a cloud had simply passed.

She stood in one smooth motion, bowed deeply, and then turned on her heel.

"I will not take any more of your time," she said, already moving. "Thank you again."

She crossed the office in quick light steps, opened the door, stepped through, and pulled it shut behind her with a decisive click.

The office fell silent.

Silas stared at the closed door for two full heartbeats.

’Well that was anti-climati—’

"Ngh~"

The sound tore out of him the moment Vala’s mouth resumed its work in earnest.

It was no longer silent as she sucked hard with the thick shaft sliding deep across her tongue while her hand squeezed and rolled his balls with increasing urgency.

Her other hand remained between her own legs, rubbing in tight circles through the damp fabric of her trousers.

Silas’s control shattered.

His hand dropped beneath the desk, his fingers burying themselves in the soft black silk of Vala’s hair as he gripped hard and pushed her head down at the same moment his hips snapped upward.

PAH!

The head of his cock slammed into the back of her throat.

PAH! PAH! PAH!

He held her there with his hips stuttering, and then the orgasm ripped through him.

Thick heavy ropes of cum flooded Vala’s mouth in powerful pulses.

"Mmmph?!"

Her cheeks ballooned instantly and she tried to swallow with her throat working frantically around the spurting length, but there was too much.

The pressure built until she had no choice but to pull back with a wet, choking gasp.

"Aah..."

The moment the thick head slipped free of her lips, the remaining jets painted her face.

Hot white streaks landed across her cheek, her nose, the corner of her mouth.

Another thick rope caught in her black hair.

More splattered across the front of her cloak and the dark fabric of her shirt as the final pulses spilled onto the carpet between her knees and painted the polished underside of the mahogany desk in messy white arcs.

Silas’s chest heaved. His hand remained tangled in her hair, holding her in place while the last tremors ran through him.

"Are you okay?" he asked, voice rough.

Vala did not answer immediately as she was already leaning forward again.

Her tongue dragged slowly across the carpet, collecting the thick white that had spilled there and a low groan left her as the taste hit her.

"Mmmnh... nnh..."

She lapped at the floor with long deliberate strokes, gathering every drop she could find.

When the carpet was clean she turned her attention to the underside of the desk, tilting her head and licking upward along the polished wood where several heavy streaks had landed.

Each slow swipe of her tongue was accompanied by soft hungry sounds.

"Nngh... haah... mmm..."

Silas watched, still breathing hard, as his Hidden Blade methodically cleaned every trace of his release from the furniture and the floor.

When she finished with the desk she sat back on her heels and began on herself.

Her tongue swept across her own cheek first, collecting the cooling cum that had painted her skin.

She moaned softly at the taste as she licked the corner of her mouth, then the bridge of her nose, then carefully gathered the streaks that had caught in her hair, sucking the strands clean between her lips one by one.

"Your essence is too important to be left on the ground," she murmured between slow wet strokes of her tongue. "Or on my clothes... or my face..."

She cleaned the front of her cloak next, dragging her tongue over the dark fabric until the white stains disappeared.

Only when every visible trace had been swallowed did she finally turn her attention back to the thick cock still resting heavy and wet in front of her.

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