She squirted a second ti, an even more powerful explosion of fluid that drenched his lower body, running down his thighs and pooling on the marble floor. Her asshole clenched around his cock like a vice, the walls spasming violently, milking him with a greedy, rhythmic contraction as her orgasm shattered her.
"Igrisssss!" she scread, her body going rigid before shaking uncontrollably. She ca harder than she ever had before, her eyes rolling back into her skull, her mouth falling open in a silent, keening wail of pure ecstasy.
The pressure was too much for Igris. He felt his own climax rising like a tidal wave, the familiar heat in his loins demanding release. But this ti, he didn’t want to finish inside. He wanted to mark her.
He pulled out abruptly, his cock slick and throbbing, angry and purple.
Serra was almost knocked out by the sheer intensity of her pleasure, her body trembling from the aftershocks. Igris didn’t give her ti to recover. He imdiately spun her around. She was barely conscious, her legs weak, as he pushed her to her knees.
She opened her mouth without being told, her golden eyes looking up at him like a puppy begging for a treat, mascara streaking down her flushed cheeks. He impaled her throat on his cock in one swift, brutal motion.
"Gawk!"
He grabbed the back of her head and thrust deep, his length curving down her throat. He ca instantly. Hot, thick ropes of cum exploded directly into her stomach, flooding her throat and mouth with his seed.
She swallowed greedily, her throat working rhythmically around his shaft, milking every last drop from him like a good girl. Her golden eyes never left his face, wide and adoring, filled with submissive satisfaction, even as tears leaked from the corners of her eyes from the depth of the penetration.
"Fuck!" Igris groaned, his head thrown back.
He shuddered as the last spurts emptied into her. The euphoric high peaked one final ti, like a supernova exploding in the void of deep space, before slowly fading, leaving him feeling drained, satisfied, and oddly purified.
He pulled out of her throat slowly. She gasped for air, cum and spit dangling from her swollen lips in a thick web.
She locked her gaze with him and swallowed everything, not wasting a single drop, those puppy-dog eyes sparkling with a satisfied smile on her cum-stained lips.
"Delicious," she rasped, her voice completely wrecked from the throat-fucking.
They stayed like that for a mont, catching their breath, the steam from the bath swirling around them like a veil. Then, slowly, Igris helped her to her feet.
They washed each other up gently this ti. He ran the soap over her body, cleaning every inch of her, and she did the sa for him, her small hands tracing his scars with a tenderness that contrasted sharply with their earlier ferocity. They kissed softly as they scrubbed the evidence of their coupling away.
When they were clean, they got dressed. Igris pulled on his gear—dark pants, combat boots, a fitted shirt, and his leather coat. Serra materialized her yellow sundress. She looked innocent again, the picture of elven grace, but her shaky legs and the slight limp in her step—along with the satisfied smile she couldn’t wipe off—told a different story.
They gathered their things and left the apartnt, stepping out into the streets of the Ancient Zombie City.
The place was eerily quiet. Serra had efficiently cleared the surrounding blocks before their "exercise."
At the city gate, Serra handed her identification card to the system scanner. The light turned green, and the massive iron gates creaked open. They stepped out into the outside world, leaving the dead city behind them.
The dinsional zone outside was bustling with life. Various buildings and kiosks dotted the landscape, catering to returning players.
Serra tilted her face up to the sun, closing her eyes and smiling. Igris felt sothing warm spread through his chest that had nothing to do with the euphoric afterglow.
"So," she said, taking his hand as they walked down the dirt road. "The academy?"
"The academy, yes..." he agreed, squeezing her hand. "But first... the trading center. I have so business to take care of."
She raised an eyebrow but didn’t ask questions. Instead, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
"I will see you on campus then." She turned and hailed a carriage nearby heading towards the academy.
Igris smiled as her beautiful figure entered the carriage and waved. He watched the carriage fade into the distance before turning and walking into the crowd.
The streets were lively. There were various people looking for teammates, selling items, and shouting prices. There were restaurants, escort services, hotels, and even a branch of a major auction house.
He walked further down the street and saw a brothel called "Mama’s Bordello." Half-naked girls and boys of all races were dancing in front of the show glasses, advertising their wares.
They were of different races—Succubus, Elves, Orcs, and even Dwarves which, for certain reasons, looked quite appealing to Igris in this specific lighting.
He had only walked a few feet past the establishnt when a young, chubby boy staggered out of the door, looking flushed and happy.
"C-Caleb?" Igris stuttered, a stunned expression on his face.
Caleb’s eyes widened as he recognized Igris. He chuckled nervously. "I-Igris, Hi."
He hurriedly grabbed Igris’s hand in greeting, which Igris quickly dodged, stepping back.
"What do you think you’re doing?" Igris asked, eyeing the hand with suspicion. Who knows where that hand had been or what it had done?
He quickly walked away from the brothel, and Caleb hurriedly followed him, waddling to keep up.
Igris glanced at his close friend with a raised eyebrow and a side glance.
"I-it’s not what you think," Caleb tried to explain, sweat beading on his forehead.
"No-No, everyone has needs," Igris laughed, clapping him on the shoulder. "No need to be embarrassed. I thought you’d have gone back to Earth by now."
Caleb imdiately sighed, his shoulders dropping. "It’s not that I don’t want to leave, but this world is too tempting. Not to ntion the glory as a Player, but have you seen the girls? Goddamn!!!"
Igris laughed at his friend’s words. "You’re not wrong."
He led him to a nearby restaurant, and Caleb droned on and on about how fantastic this new world was as they ate.
Between bites, Caleb asked with a hint of surprise, "You have reached Level 6 already?"
"I just did," Igris said casually.
"I have to say, I really admire you. Four days ago we both awakened, and now you are way beyond ."
"Oh! You probably already know that Core Genius Erin has reached Level 30, right?" Caleb continued, leaning in. "Damn, the top four Young geniuses of the Four Great Academies, huh? He was already fighting with the other three for the top spot last year, and now, he is the first one to breakthrough."
As he poured so alcohol for Caleb, Igris replied, "If the rest of them turn this pressure into passion, then it would not be impossible for them to catch up with Core Student Erin."
"Yeah, but it would be hard!" Caleb shook his head. He took a sip of his drink to cover a forced smile. "All these issues are still a long way away for us. There’s no point in talking about them now. Would you like to co with to the Dellas Auction Plaza?"
Igris asked in surprise, "One of the top five auction plazas?"
Caleb nodded, his eyes gleaming with greed. "Yes, that is the one. The Dellas Auction Plaza has been standing in this dinsion for a hundred years. It has a longer history than so of the academy fortresses around here. And as one of the top five auction plazas, they have the most valuable items. They also have so items that would benefit us Players greatly."
"You probably heard about sothing, right?" Igris asked.
"Hehe, every six months, the Dellas Auction Plaza holds a small auction, and a big one once every three years. Although this ti it’s only a small auction, there will be a lot of valuable stuff. I heard that three Exp Pills will be auctioned off this ti."
Hearing this, Igris’s interest peaked. The Exp Pill was a rare commodity. It would increase the user’s Experience Points by 10 percent instantly.
Currently, Igris was doing everything he could to get stronger. The auction sounded like a great opportunity. He felt that he might even find sothing else interesting—perhaps a buyer for his multiplied loot.
"Alright, I will go," Igris agreed.
The two of them paid their bill at the restaurant and then rented Crimson Horses—sturdy, red-maned steed common in this dinsion—and began traveling towards Dellas City.
Between the Ancient Zombie City and Dellas City, there was a distance of twenty-eight thousand miles. The two of them would have to travel through four different cities, two mountain ranges, and a huge basin.
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