Chapter 11: This Moth Tongue is a Cursed Thing
It’s impossible to describe how hard I am right now. I’ve never experienced the act with a demi-human, all previous times were with other people in the brothel, and the overwhelming majority of them were human, so it’s extremely strange to experiment with someone of another species.
For example, Moriah is much stronger than a normal person. I was subdued without even a chance to refuse anything, this woman is squeezing me from behind with such force that I feel like I’ll be crushed at the slightest sign of resistance!
Not to mention... damn, this crazy woman is a pervert! She doesn’t wait and tears my clothes to shreds using her sharp fingers to rip any remaining fabric and leave me naked.
"La-Lady Countess, I-I think we should ca-calm down..."
"But you smell so good..."
Something furry touches my shoulder. What is that? It doesn’t feel like hair. When I look, it’s literally her arm, which is now completely bare as it wraps against my skin.
I should have expected her to have some moth traits because she’s partially a moth, but I didn’t expect even these little hairs to exist!
Things only get worse when she opens her mouth, revealing a uncomfortably long tongue that trails up my neck.
"Your sweat tastes good..."
Damn it! How on earth could I, a young man trained by the brothels of Imperial City, resist this kind of thing?!? It gets even worse with her hands circling my chest, brushing against my pants, groping me everywhere possible.
When I said this woman was a demon, I didn’t mean she was a succubus!
A sweet smell fills the air, bringing on a strange dizziness. Are they pheromones? Does she want to devour me in the literal sense of the word? Should I give in to the temptation? No, I need to calm down, get those documents and... ugh!