Chapter 87: Demonstration complete
Eren continued his tender ministrations, his lips and tongue lavishing attention on Viva’s clit. Her soft moans filled the silent chamber, each sound a small victory against the lingering enchantment. He felt the subtle shift in her body—the gradual release of tension, the slow return of her own desires. Her hands, still bound, twitched restlessly against the cool floor.
He moved his ministrations lower, his tongue tracing the delicate folds of her vulva, tasting her sweetness.
Viva’s breath hitched, her hips lifting slightly off the ground as she murmured, "Uhh... mmm..." The sounds were gaining in intensity, losing their hesitant quality.
Eren’s hands, now freed from guiding her, reached up to cup her face. Her eyes, though still hazy, held a flicker of recognition, a nascent spark of arousal. He brushed his thumbs across her cheekbones, a silent reassurance.
He returned his attention to her pussy, his fingers gently spreading her open, revealing the glistening folds within. He tasted her again, deeper this time, and Viva cried out, a sharp, involuntary sound that echoed in the stillness.
Around them, the assembled elves remained transfixed. Number Two’s gaze was openly appreciative, a flush rising on their pale cheeks. Number Four’s clinical detachment seemed to have wavered, a flicker of something akin to curiosity in their electric blue eyes.
Kiran was practically panting, her mismatched eyes glued to the unfolding scene, her lips parted in a silent imitation. Luna’s silver eyes held a keen intensity, her expression unreadable but undeniably focused. Kaida watched with an unwavering gaze, the kaleidoscope in her eyes shifting subtly with the changing light.
Eren shifted, positioning himself between Viva’s open thighs. He could feel her warmth radiating around him, the slickness of her arousal a tangible invitation.
He looked down at his own hardening cock, thick and heavy with need. He reached down, guiding himself to the entrance of her pussy.
He paused, his gaze locking with Viva’s. The haze in her eyes had lessened, replaced by a soft, unfocused desire. He could see the faint blush that now covered her cheeks and throat.
Slowly, deliberately, he pressed the tip of his cock against her wet opening.