It was early morning after my intense session with Agneis, though "morning" honestly felt like a loose concept at that point. My sense of ti had been chewed up, swallowed, and spat out soti around hour thirty-sothing. My body felt both heavy and weirdly light—like my bones were still trying to rember how to exist properly after everything we just did.
Agneis lay sprawled on the bed like a goddess who had just descended from so wild, lust-filled heaven. She looked absolutely fucked out—no sugarcoating it. Her legs were limp and parted just enough for her pussy to steadily leak out my sen, dripping lazily down her inner thighs in this slow, almost hypnotic trail. The expression on her face said everything. Debauched. Blissed-out. Completely undone. Her mouth was half-open, like she was exhaling remnants of pleasure even in her sleep or whatever half-conscious state she was floating in.
"Uwe... he, he, heee...~" she giggled faintly, her voice airy and spaced out, like her brain was still orbiting whatever high we ended on. Her eyes rolled slightly, giving that ahegao-like expression that would’ve been funny if it wasn’t also ridiculously hot in its own ssed-up way. Just seeing her like that made feel like I still wanted to squeeze out one more round, but my body disagreed. My legs felt like they were about two breaths away from giving up entirely. They were trembling like jelly, already turned into absolute putty.
"Well, I guess that makes sense, considering we fucked for almost two days..." I muttered, letting out a wry smile—one of those tired, soul-deep, "I can’t believe I’m alive" smiles.
And that was exactly it. We were so insanely horny for each other that we threw the idea of limits out the window and pushed ourselves until we were basically hanging off the edge of whatever physical threshold exists for the human body. No breaks. No slowing down. No thinking. Just pure need. And honestly? It made those six days of waiting feel like so kind of buildup engineered by the universe itself. Every second was worth it, because what happened after... was unbelievable.
***
When I finally stepped out of the room—after nearly two full days inside—I felt like soone who had just stepped out of a volcano’s mouth. My entire body was slicked in dried sweat, fresh sweat, and that humid after-sex heat clinging to my skin like a second layer. The mont fresh air hit , it felt like my lungs were drinking sothing impossibly refreshing. Even the corridor outside felt like an oasis.
I had no idea a normal hallway could feel like salvation.
The inside of the room was beyond humid—practically its own ecosystem at that point. The air had been thick, sticky, warm... like the walls themselves had soaked up the heat from how much we fucked. If soone else walked in there, they’d probably think two demons fought to the death in a sauna. It was honestly insane—and aweso.
As I stretched, feeling my spine crack in eight different places after all those positions Agneis and I went through, I noticed soone approaching with a towel in hand.
"Good work, Master," Anne said in her calm, perfectly asured voice.
She’d been there the whole ti. Waiting. Patient. Silent. Loyal. That realization hit in the face like a reminder that I had basically neglected her for... what, eight days at that point? Six days from not touching her, then almost two more spent in a heaven-and-hell marathon with Agneis.
Yeah. That was a long ti.
She didn’t show it on her face—robots didn’t exactly pout or sulk—but I couldn’t help but wonder if she felt sothing. With how she’d slowly developed emotions because of the effect of my mana, maybe she did feel lonely.
"Are you lonely, Anne?" I asked her, honestly curious.
She froze, just for a breath. I heard sothing tallic inside her shift or crackle softly, like gears rewinding to process the question. She lifted her gaze toward , her eyes reflecting the hallway lights, and then she slowly closed them for a second—almost like she was sorting through files she didn’t even know she had.
"I have no idea how it feels. But maybe because I’ve been feeling weird lately, and I’m also feeling... sothing I don’t understand... maybe I am lonely," she said. "Maybe that’s why I stayed here for a while—so I could greet you the mont you got out."
It was sweet. So damn sweet it almost felt criminal after the sinful ss I’d just co from. Too bad my body was currently running on fus. I was completely dry and basically coasting on survival instincts. No matter how much my brain said "fuck her," my body was like, "bro, try that and you’re dying today."
Still, after I rested? Yeah. I’d give her all the love she’d been waiting for.
***
The next day, Agneis called for .
"It’s been a while since we last saw each other, Leon," she said with a smile, sitting on her throne like she owned the world—and well, she kind of did. She looked smug and haughty and gorgeous all at once.
"It’s only been a day, Your Majesty," I said, trying not to laugh.
"Well, it felt like forever. When I woke up after our passionate days together, you weren’t by my side. I would’ve thought you abandoned after fucking silly," she said, teasing with that smile that could probably start wars.
"Well, I just wanted to give you so space since you seed like you needed it," I replied.
"You could have rested beside , you know? I would’ve appreciated it if you stayed while I used your arm as a pillow. I want to experience that," she said, her tone softening into sothing surprisingly tender.
It did hit a bit. Maybe I should’ve stayed. But—
"The reason I didn’t do that is because I want you to experience it next ti," I said.
"Fufufu. Next ti, huh? Then I’ll look forward to it," she said with a cheeky grin that made it sound like she was already planning sothing.
"By the way," she added, crossing one leg over the other with that effortless queenly grace, "it seems you’re heading to your next location. I’m assuming you’re going to the Titans next?"
"Well, I’m starting with the Lamia tribe first since it’s closer than the Titan Kingdom," I explained.
Traveling straight to the Titan Kingdom would’ve taken seven days with no stops, but heading toward the Lamia Tribe first—just four days away—made the journey smoother. We could rest there, then take another four days to reach the Titan Kingdom.
"Lamia, huh?" she repeated, her smile turning sly. "Well, I guess it’s only natural... since it’s you."
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