Sera’s heart thumped wildly in her chest, her throat dry and her lips tingling. The thick, towering cock before her felt like a beast awakened from ancient slumber. It pulsed—throbbing in time with Aether’s heart—and each twitch made her belly flip with hunger.

She slowly leaned forward, her breath trembling against the length as her lips puckered.

“Naughty~” she whispered, as if talking to the dragon directly, before placing a soft, reverent kiss at the base of the shaft, right above his balls.

~Chu~

Then another one, higher this time. A delicate little kiss with her soft pink lips, landing just above the thick vein tracing along the underside.

~Chu~

~Chu~

~Chu~

Her kisses traveled upward, tracing the thick cock from base to tip, each smooch wetter, longer, more passionate than the last. Her tongue peeked out and licked in between kisses, catching the warm, musky taste of him. Her eyes fluttered, and a moan hummed in her throat.

“Oh gods… You taste so good already~” she whispered like a girl drunk on sin.

Her cheeks were flushed, her breath hot and ragged, fogging slightly against the glistening skin of his cock.

Her tongue flattened out, dragging up from his balls all the way to the fat, swollen head.

Slowly… Wetly… The sound was loud, sloppy, and naughty.

Slurrrppp~

She swirled her tongue in circles around the tip like she was cleaning a delicious treat. She pressed it under the crown, right into the sensitive groove, and gave it a loving flick.

Then again… And again.

“Mmmn… so fat… so warm…” she breathed, wrapping both her hands gently around the thick shaft, stroking slowly as her mouth lowered down again.

This was new to her… only she was doing this better due to Helena otherwise, she was a complete novice, didn’t know what to do.

Her tongue worshipped him like he was a sacred relic. She licked the shaft up and down, covering every inch with her spit. She kissed the veins, sucked on the sides, even playfully nibbled the shaft’s underside. Her mouth explored, tasted, and adored every inch.

Then, she lowered her attention to his balls.

“Don’t think I forgot about you two,” she giggled softly, her voice rich with heat and joy as she cupped them gently. They were heavy, full, warm—like ripened fruit waiting to be devoured.

Her lips pressed kisses to each orb. She licked the sack slowly, savouring the salty musk. Then, moaning softly, she suckled one ball into her mouth and rolled her tongue around it gently.

She switched to the other, her fingers now stroking the slick shaft while her cheeks hollowed around his balls, slurping ever so softly.

Pop.

She let them go with a wet sound and turned her gaze back to the towering cock, now coated in a thin sheen of her spit. Her lips were glossy, her chin wet. She looked up at Aether’s sleeping face, then grinned down at his cock again.

“Alright… time to get serious…”

She opened her mouth and lowered her face, her lips wrapping slowly, lovingly, around the swollen tip.

Warm… Heavy… Thick.

Her lips formed a seal as she sucked—softly at first, letting her mouth adjust to the girth. Her tongue curled beneath the head, flicking and stroking as her mouth began to descend, inch by inch.

Her throat welcomed the thick shaft, deeper and deeper, the wet sounds of her sucking starting to fill the room.

Slurp… slurp… gluck…

She pulled back with a gasp, then dove again, each time taking a bit more. Her hands held the base as her mouth stretched wider. Her throat began to relax, her gag reflex trained from naughty practice sessions long before.

“Mmmn~” she moaned around the cock, her voice muffled by the thick meat stuffed in her throat. Her spit dripped down her chin as she bobbed her head faster, hungrier. She was sucking now—really sucking—using her whole mouth, her throat, her tongue in sync.

She rolled her tongue along the underside while her lips tugged tight around the shaft. Her cheeks hollowed as her head moved rhythmically, her fingers massaging his balls while her other hand slid to the base and squeezed.

Her moans vibrated through him as she kept sucking, licking, deep-throating, her hair starting to stick to her forehead with sweat. Her legs rubbed together desperately, her thighs soaked, her nipples hard under her clothes.

This wasn’t just lust—it was hunger, worship, craving.

She wanted to make him feel everything… Even unconscious, she wanted his cock to remember her mouth.

Her hands stroked the thick shaft in rhythm with her bobbing head, sliding up and down with slick, slippery pressure, the squelch of spit coating her fingers with every pump.

Each time she sank lower, the thick shaft forced her jaw open wider—stretching, pressing, filling her mouth with pulsing heat. Her throat trembled, fluttering around the invading length, and every inch she took made her feel filthier, needier.

“Mmgh… ngh… hnn~” she moaned around it, her cheeks flushed, her lips swollen and pink.

Her warmth enveloped him—tight, slick, twitching. And then… she felt it.

A subtle tremble beneath her tongue. A faint shudder that ran through the cock lodged deep in her throat.

Sera’s eyes widened, her breath hitched.

‘He’s… he’s reacting—!’ she realised, her heart thudding in wild panic and forbidden excitement.

Her eyes glanced up at his sleeping face—still calm, still unconscious—but his cock pulsed again, harder this time. A deep throb echoed through it, and a clear drop of warm pre-cum spilt onto her tongue.

The taste hit her like lightning—salty, musky, thick.

Her thighs squeezed together.

‘Oh gods… he’s leaking already…’

She whimpered, but didn’t stop… Couldn’t stop.

Her tongue worked even faster, swirling in frantic, greedy circles. Her lips sealed tighter. Her head moved faster, smoother, sloppier—making loud wet noises echo in the room, blending with her stifled moans.

Slrp… gluck… sluuurp… glk… glk…

She stroked his shaft harder with both hands, one working the middle, the other at the base, gently squeezing, massaging, coaxing. His balls twitched in her palm. Another pulse. Another hot spurt of pre-cum hit the back of her throat.

Then she heard it.

A low moan… Barely audible.

“…hnnnghh…”

Her body froze for a heartbeat. Her fingers trembled. But then she clenched her jaw, and a wicked grin curved her soaked lips as her tongue lashed harder against the shaft.

‘Even if you’re asleep, your cock’s wide awake now, huh~?’

She moaned around him, the vibration making his cock twitch violently.

He was close.

She could feel it—feel the pressure building, coiling like a storm deep inside. The throbbing of his shaft intensified, his balls drawing tighter, and each heartbeat made his cock swell heavier, hotter, and even thicker in her mouth.

Sera braced herself and pushed forward—gluck!—until her nose was mashed against the base, breathing in his masculine scent. Her throat bulged obscenely around the entire thick length, tears prickling the corners of her eyes from the strain.

Then…

“Mmhh—!!”

His cock convulsed violently, and the first thick, molten rope of cum exploded into her throat.

It was hot… rich… endless~

Sera’s eyes shot wide open as the pressure slammed her tongue and flooded her throat. Her moan vibrated around his cock, her fingers gripping tightly on his thighs, desperate not to falter. She sealed her mouth firmly, refusing to let even a single drop escape, determined to take everything.

Spurt… spurt… spurt…

Her cheeks swelled from the sheer volume. Her throat worked overtime—gulp—then again—gulp—then one more time, her muscles trembling as she swallowed down wave after wave of his thick seed. It was unlike anything she’d tasted—musky, salty, warm and somehow… tasty?

His cock twitched with every spurt, painting her tongue and throat in rich, sinful heat. Her lips stayed locked around him, her jaw aching, but her soul buzzing in the filthiest bliss.

Only when the final weak pulses throbbed against her tongue did she slowly, reverently pull back. A wet pop echoed as the swollen tip left her lips.

Her chin dripped with spit and creamy white release, trailing down her flushed skin to her chest. Her breaths came in short, staggered gasps, her tongue lazily licking over her lips, collecting the last hints of taste.

“…so warm…” she whispered in a daze, her voice soft and trembling. “…so thick… so much… and it’s weird…” she murmured, rubbing her lips with the back of her trembling hand, eyes narrowing faintly.

There was a strange buzz in her chest—an energy that hadn’t been there before. She couldn’t explain it, but somehow… she felt stronger, like her body had absorbed something potent.

‘What… is this?’ she wondered, blinking, only to freeze as a voice cut through her thoughts.

“What’s weird?”

Sera flinched violently and whipped her head around—her breath caught in her throat.

Aether… was awake.

He lay there, head turned toward her with a sly, sleepy smirk, one brow raised in playful accusation.

“Sucking me off while I was unconscious?” he asked, voice casual but unmistakably teasing.

Sera’s entire face lit up in crimson, her jaw trembling, “W-Well… I… I… it… I mean…” she stammered, her hands flailing uselessly in the air. “T-That’s not—! I didn’t mean to—! I just—!”

Aether bit his lip to suppress a laugh, watching her unravel with gleeful delight.

“A-Anyway!” she squeaked, trying to save face as her blush deepened down her neck, “Are you alright?! I was worried!”

He smiled gently, calming her panic with a soft warmth. “Yeah… I’m 100% perfect. Just a few hiccups…” he muttered, shifting his gaze down toward his right hand.

He flexed it slowly.

He remembered—every second. Even when he wasn’t in control, something in him saw it.

Iteration No.27.

Healing his broken hand like it was nothing. Like it was child’s play.

In one day, his body had been overtaken twice—once by Iteration No.25 and now No.27. Both wielded ridiculous power.

Both left lingering impacts on him.

But if they were so powerful… then why were they dead?

Something… wasn’t right.

Aether’s smile faded slightly, his brow furrowing as his mind spiraled into thoughts he couldn’t quite piece together.

Meanwhile, Sera let out a soft sigh of relief, hearing him say he was fine. Her tense shoulders relaxed, and a warm smile touched her lips. “Thank goodness… You’re alright…”

But her words trailed off when she noticed his distant expression—his eyes narrowing, clearly lost in thought.

Her lips twitched.

Even now… even now, after she gave him the most sinful, devoted blowjob of her life, he wasn’t jumping on her.

Instead, he was thinking again.

Sera clenched her jaw slightly, cheeks puffing out in frustration.

“Hmph…”

She stood up, pulled off her long outer white robe, and without warning—thwack!—threw it straight onto Aether’s face.

Clcckk.

He blinked, confused, dragging the robe down from his eyes—

“…If you’re done dreaming… come see~ what you’ve been missing between my thighs~”

Twitch~