Chapter 15: Chapter 13.5 – A Night to Remember* (Risa’s POV)

 

 

After entering her room and quickly changing her attire to her sleepwear, Risa crawled to her bed. It was a rough night for her and tomorrow she still had to wake up early and prepare for training.

The furniture arrangement in her room was somewhat simple for a girl around her age; too simple, even. Her bed was placed next to the bathroom door and the drawer was next to the wardrobe across the room.

In short, the layout was thought for the owner to be easy to move in there.

There were no decorations whatsoever, as Risa only used her room for sleeping and… well, ‘rewarding’ herself for being a good girl twice or three times a week. That was the reason why she never let others enter her room since it was kind of a reek of her womanly scent.

Leaning her body against the headboard of her bed, Risa sat down and relaxed her feet. She felt quite tired both mentally and physically, so the thought of taking a bath didn’t even cross her mind.

And of course, she just wanted to do the usual to herself.

“Haaaaah…”

Letting out a long, sensual sigh, Risa’s body felt a little giddy. Even so, her drowsiness couldn’t erase the warm sensation in her chest.

It was by no means the first time she ever felt that way. However, the figure of a certain someone was carved deep in her mind. The charisma, the terror, even the alluring voice of the figure that stole a small portion of her heart was enough to make her chest even warmer.

“Elise…”

Just as she called the Prophetess’ name, Risa felt her cheeks redden in embarrassment. It was also the cause of her chest no longer feeling warm. It was burning hot in arousal.

 

I shouldn’t do this, but…

 

She knew what she was doing wasn’t right, but her bodily cravings had far gone too deep into the hole, wanting to be pleased and treated like a queen. A single thought then arose in her mind, What if I was heard by others while doing this?

Once she held her breath, it was completely silent in her room. She wasn’t convinced enough and held her breath even longer to listen to the slightest noises from the neighboring rooms. And she heard nothing, in the end.

Feeling extremely relieved, she smiled and returned her attention towards her now slightly sweating body. As her slender and beautiful hands slid down her sleepwear; one hand on top, and one below, her fingers also began their advances.

Gently, she caressed herself outside the undergarments. The stimulation itself wasn’t that strong. However, due to her body being excessively sensitive, even the lightest touch outside her brassiere could make the tips of her average sized breast start to perk up.

“Mmhn…”

Every single touch of her fingers sent out chills transmitted as pleasure to her brain, and she didn’t want to stop it at all. Fortunately, her bra was the one having its hook in the front. Hence, just a single flick of her fingers on it was more than enough to expose her beautifully shaped and firm breasts beneath her loose shirt.

She pulled her right hand out of the lower part of her sleepwear and used it to roll up her shirt. Before long, her glistening stomach and perfect sized chest were laid bare against the cold night’s air.

Now without the unnecessary shirt and brassiere, both her hands were unleashed to do their job. Risa herself was somewhat experienced in comforting herself, so she knew which parts of her body would give her the most pleasure.

One of them was the pinkish nipples of hers.

Carefully, she began poking the areolas to perk the tips up even more. Once doing that wasn’t enough, she resorted to pinching both of them at the same time.

“Nnhh…!”

It was electrifyingly good for her. The mixture between pleasure and soft pain woke Risa up as she felt so wet down there. Still, she didn’t actually go for the main course and continued teasing her chest.

With the rolled up shirt held in her mouth, her hot breathing grew oddly arousing for herself. Closing her eyelids shut, Risa was imagining the Prophetess playing with her body while gagging her mouth by giving her a deep, sticky kiss.

“Fnnhhh… Ahh!”

The last pictured imagination where the Prophetess traced her fingers down to Risa’s body made her unable to control her desire anymore.

 

Elise… Elise… Elise! More… Touch me more!

 

She knew it would be troublesome to let out those thoughts out loud, and only called the Prophetess’ name fervently in her heart.

She violated her nipples, pinching them until both were swelling red, but she didn’t care. All she could think was to gain pleasure together with the figure she had just met a couple of hours ago. It was really strange, even Risa herself realized she was being unreasonably absurd, yet she couldn’t stop her hands.

Her lips parted from her shirt, as she let out ragged breaths and stuck her tongue out. She went down even fiercer, imagining her own fingers were the Prophetess’.

“Aa–aahhn… G-Good… shooo goood…!”

She didn’t care anymore about her loud womanly moans being heard by her neighbors.

“Elise… Eli… se!”

She called the Prophetess’ name, over and over again without the care in the world. Risa knew she was doing an absolutely blasphemous and obscene thing. But that just amplified her urge to reach climax while imagining herself being the receiving end and violated roughly by the Esteemed Prophetess. Her Prophetess.

“Nnhhaaaaaaaah…! Ahhhn…!”

And she climaxed. It was the first time for her to experience such an intense and long climax just by teasing her breast and nipples.

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As if it wasn’t enough, her hands frantically removed her pants and panties and started ravishing her drenched vagina by stimulating her clitoris despite still tasting a climax. Thinking that her position wasn’t good enough, she forcefully moved her body to lie down completely; albeit she was still undergoing heavy convulsions so many, many times.

The more she touched herself, the muddier her mind became. She could think of nothing but reaching another intense climax. Unconsciously, she spread her legs wide, imagining that the Prophetess was getting ready to ravage her glory hole using her fairly skinny fingers.

“Come.. on! Give me more! Elise… Elise!”

Her fingers quickened, pinching the most sensitive part of her body violently. She even spread her legs even wider, to the point her vagina was exposing its parts and the tight hole that craved for something to get inserted.

With her right hand violating her clitoris, her left hand moved and forcefully shoved the middle and ring fingers in. She felt a stinging pain, but thanks to her genitals being really soaked, the pain went away instantly when she began thrusting.

The wet, sticky, and schlopping sounds echoed in her ears. In her mind, it was the Prophetess doing that to her countless times, and it didn’t fail to give her the best masturbation experience ever.

Her fingers continuously stimulated both the shallow area, cervix, and her g-spot in a succession. She rubbed, twisted, thrusted, even clawed a little as she began to feel something was dwelling up in the bottom of her stomach.

Unable to even wait for any longer, Risa went into a sexual rampage on herself. She did that solely to feel the kind of climax she never experienced in both her lives. She went harder, fiercer, and harsher, as she began to feel the liquid start to load up.

“Nnnhhh… Haaaaah… Haaaaaaah…! I’m… coming…! Elise… Eli… se! Nhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!”

Together with her loudest scream that night, Risa’s body convulsed and arched until her body went limp. However, she just couldn’t stop herself from making that pose, as her love juice spurted like a fountain, wetting the bed sheet and floor beyond the bed.

Over and over, starting from the heavy ones to the smaller squirts, Risa continuously went into spasms. Her waist quivered tremendously, yet the pleasure she underwent was indeed the best one she ever felt.

After enduring all the spasms and quivers, her body finally lost all the strength, dropping on the bed that was wet with the mixture of her sweat and love fluids. Still intensely panting and covering her eyes with her right forearm, Risa swallowed her saliva and groaned in a really, really lascivious voice.

“Haaah… Haaah… Nnhh… Need… to… clean…”

The womanly scent in her room grew even stronger in a single night.

When Risa tried to move her legs, her body was too numb to even lift a finger. That’s just how great her last climax was.

In the end, Risa gave in to the natural urge to rest and closed her eyes just like that.

That was the start of her getting the ‘Charmed’ abnormal status. Well, she didn’t have a system to look into that so it would take a long, long time until Risa herself realized she was enthralled purely by Elise being around..

 

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The next morning, Risa woke up, feeling so refreshed. It was all okay and alright until she spotted herself buck naked and her crotch sticky with a translucent liquid. One by one, the scenes where she behaved like an animal in heat resurfaced in her mind.

 

No, no, no!

What have I done!?

I wanna die!

I wanna die!

I wanna die—

 

She flapped her legs on her bed numerous times, resulting in her being late for her training session and only showed up when the duel between Elise and Orinda almost started.

Still, she got reprimanded by Illya right after seating herself.

“Um, Risa… May I tell you something?” asked Illya in her usual ‘desuwa’ verbal tic, a little fidgety.

“Yeah. What is it?”

“Can you… um, lower your volume when you do ‘it’?”

“What do you mean?”

Slowly, Illya leaned her body and whispered, “I was present in my room last night.”

As if struck by lightning, Risa immediately remembered that Illya’s room was right next to hers. And also, Illya was a vampire so her hearing was really sensitive.

With embarrassment and shame driving her body to stand near the ring, she used the excuse that she needed to raise a barrier over the entire place to avoid being seen red faced.

 

Elise… You have to take responsibility for this…!

Ah… She’s so gallant! When will you come for me, Elise?

 

Thus began her overly obsession with Elise, along with Illya’s suspicion of Elise that grew even deeper. Elise, ironically, knew completely nothing of those happenings at all.

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