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The vast Tower Manor is inhabited only by Fain and a few girls. Leaving aside Janna and Zephyr, and Caitlyn busy confronting Jinx, who is the careless girl who slipped up? It's hard to guess, isn't it? Safin~.
Just as Fane entered the enemy detection state, on the other side...
After waiting in the room for a while, and confirming that Miss Gana and Miss Zeli had begun to rest and were fast asleep, and that the bedroom on the other side of the wall had returned to peace, Salafine finally let out a sigh of relief.
The thin silk nightgown she was wearing was now soaked with sweat. Looking down at her right hand, Salafine felt a wave of shame at the sticky wetness on it. She quickly wiped it with a tissue, and her hand was clean, but immediately afterward, Salafine felt an uncomfortable wetness between her legs.
Seeing this, Salafine blushed and took off her wet underwear. She held it in her hand, looking around but not knowing where to put it. She was just staying here temporarily. If she just hid it in a corner, wouldn't the cleaning staff find it?
Salafine, in particular, knew very well that Farn, besides being the master of this place, also controlled everything here through his magic. If the flowing water discovered this thing while cleaning her room…
Thinking about it, Salafine involuntarily swallowed, then felt a surge of heat throughout her body. She had been wearing underwear, but now, with the wet underwear being removed, Salafine could immediately feel several warm, damp streams flowing from between her legs, running down her fair and slender thighs.
"Huh!" Startled, Salafine grabbed some tissues and hurriedly dried herself off. The water on her legs was fine, but when Salafine tried to wipe the source of the water, she discovered that even the slightest touch, let alone wiping it, made her head tremble and she couldn't control herself.
Feeling weak and sore all over, Seraphine was about to wipe herself when she lost her balance and collapsed to the ground. Slightly annoyed, she rubbed her pert buttocks; the soft flesh, though a little sore from the fall, remained as supple as clay under Seraphine's fingertips, easily molded into various shapes.
She wanted to stand up, but she had very little strength in her body. Instinctively, Seraphine stopped trying to exert herself and instead used more convenient magic—this magically enhanced muscle strength was much more effective than trying to pull herself up.
Unfortunately, Seraphine forgot the characteristics of her magic. It had barely been activated when a powerful sensation surged forth. Under the contract, the lingering effects of Zeli and Janna's bodies, like a tidal wave, resonated with harmony and flowed into Seraphine's mind and body.
Already in a state of extreme sensitivity and intense longing, yet unable to find fulfillment and unable to make the final decision to seek it, this primal, physical desire, combined with subconscious curiosity and an irresistible urge, creates a powerful chemical reaction the moment it comes into contact with the resonating senses—
Leaning back, Salafine's eyes rolled back as she arched her back, her legs spread wide, trembling violently as she gushed forth a torrent of fluid. Her teeth clenched, her delicate face a complex mix of pleasure and tension. But no matter how complex, judging from the unnatural upturn of her lips, it was likely mostly the pleasure of physical release.
As the gushing torrent gradually subsided, eventually forming an "n"-shaped stream that began to recede, Seraphine struggled to lift her head, a wry smile lingering on her lips. Her eyes were filled with a hazy, dreamlike quality, and faintly visible hearts woven from the magic of the melody. Seraphine knew she couldn't wait here any longer. Otherwise, things would definitely get even sooner.
Thinking this, Salafine carefully reached out her hand to the two petals, which were covered in mud from the overflowing torrent, yet still not truly satisfied, constantly opening and closing, writhing. Feeling the sticky sap on them, Salafine couldn't resist gently rubbing them a few times with the tissue in her hand. The lingering pleasure returned, and this time, prepared, Salafine narrowed her eyes and involuntarily whispered, "Mr. Farn..."
"Yes, do you need help?"
"Huh?" Hearing this, Salafine thought she was hallucinating and opened her wet eyes in a daze, looking in the direction of the sound. What she saw was Mr. Farn standing in front of the open door, his head peeking in with a concerned look on his face. And Mr. Farn's older brother, Little Head, also peeking in from outside the door.
"Huh? Ah!!!!"
In the instant she realized what was happening, the misty wetness in Salafine's eyes vanished with astonishing speed, replaced by a clear look of panic, shame, fear, and unease.
Her glistening face, glistening with sweat, turned a scalding red with alarming speed. Salafine screamed, turned around, and stood up, wanting to get as far away from Farn as possible.
Unfortunately, Salafine was extremely weak at the moment. She had only just stood up when her legs gave way and she fell to the ground again. Her knees hit the soft, thick carpet, which didn't hurt, but given the sequence of turning, getting up, and then falling, it was now her upper body falling to the ground while her knees were on the ground, sticking up high towards Farn behind her.
First, she felt some pain, then realized her posture and trembled slightly. Then her legs tensed, her hands gripped the bulge of the carpet, and her pert buttocks swayed seductively in the trembling. Then, another high-pressure stream of water came.
The current subsided slightly after about ten seconds. But just as Salafine began to relax, she remembered that Fane was standing right behind her. And her current movements, her state…
Subconsciously glancing behind her, she saw Fan's slightly surprised expression. Feeling her own embarrassment, and realizing that she had only been there twice, Salafine, before she could even rest and recover, began to tremble again.
Unlike the previous two times, however, the continuous water immersion severely depleted Seraphine's already limited physical strength and energy. Now, because of the resonance of the harmony, she dared not use magic to strengthen her body, so this time, Seraphine, who was weak and sore all over, moved extremely violently. As her body heaved up and down violently, Fan was increasingly amazed by Seraphine's volume of water... it was almost comparable to Zeli's.
While Fane was still in shock, Seraphine, who had already realized he was still there, struggled to her feet. However, still wet from the spray, her weak legs couldn't support her weight. Driven by an overwhelming sense of shame, Seraphine shakily crawled towards Fane, leaving a trail of glistening water in her wake.
Reaching Fain, Salafine swayed her hips as she tried to stand up. Just as she was about to rise, she slipped and fell forward. Fortunately, Fain was there and caught her, preventing her from falling face-first to the ground.
Although she didn't fall to the ground, she landed in front of Farn. In her dazed state, Salafine only felt something hot press against her face. Along with it came a strong masculine scent that entered her brain through her nose.
Accompanied by a powerful aura, Seraphine could clearly feel the vigorous blood energy flowing beneath her through her pants, a dense life force rushing towards her, as if the sowing and harvest would be completed in the next moment...
Looking up, Salafine found herself three inches below Fahn's navel, while above her, Fahn looked down at her with a look of surprise.
Feeling Fain's gaze, and wearing a light silk nightgown that was already soaked through, Salafine opened her mouth, then pleaded in a tearful voice like a puppy drenched in rain, "Help...help me..."
91. Zeli's Trust
Looking at the pitiful girl in front of him, Fain had no objection. He nodded and picked up Salafine, heading towards the bathroom.
When Fain led her to the bathroom, Salephine blushed. She instinctively wanted to tell Fain that there was a private bathroom in the room, but remembering the marks she had made, Salephine ultimately chose to keep quiet.
Along the way, being held in Fain's arms, feeling the reassuring solidity from his strong muscles, feeling that surging vitality, recalling the sense of peace and stability I indirectly experienced through Janna and Zeli during the Resonance Melody...
Seraphine bit her lip slightly, a hint of dazedness in her eyes. This wasn't the first time Seraphine had sensed this; including before, she had indirectly witnessed and seen Fane and Zeli, and Janna's numerous intimate encounters. Each time, the act was intense, like a drug. Whether it was the sunny and cheerful Zeli or the noble and aloof Janna, they all eventually became addicted, willingly trying to please Fane, finding satisfaction in his gentle yet sometimes rough treatment.
Especially Miss Zeli... In Salafenny's mind, Miss Gana was alright; the pleasure she brought was gentle, calm, comfortable, or rather, normal, which was more in line with most people's imagination of pleasure.
But Miss Zeli was different. Salafine often sensed a joy emanating from Zeli's spirit, a joy tinged with intense humiliation, shame, and even a faint, almost ecstatic, pain. Yet, in ordinary days, Zeli always seemed sunny, cheerful, and lively, radiating positivity. It was as if, once alone with Farn, her true nature would be revealed…
For example, being treated like a toy... or something like that?
Just as Salafine was still pondering this with some curiosity, Fain suddenly said, "Thinking about Zeli?"
"Huh? Ah! I...I..."
Having her thoughts exposed, Salafine's face showed a hint of panic, and she then looked at Fane somewhat flusteredly. However, the gaze that met Salafine's eyes was not the disgust or mockery she had imagined, but rather a look of leisure and relaxation.
Feeling the girl's tense body in his arms, Faen chuckled. He then said, "Don't be so nervous. Although you and Zeli have received more of Janna's power and can feel the flow of the storm, in essence, I am still Janna's master... Well, you can resonate with other people's emotions. So you should be able to understand that the master here refers to the contractual relationship in the spiritual realm, but in reality, I respect Janna very much."
Upon hearing this, Salafine's face showed a hint of suspicion.
Although Seraphine had only witnessed Fain and Janna's intimate moments once, during their spiritual contract, based on the impression Zeli gave her, Fain seemed to enjoy humiliating and abusing them during sex... Of course, this wasn't to say Fain was bad. Because Seraphine hadn't sensed similar emotions from Janna.
and so……
"Did Miss Zeli request to do this herself?"
Salafine seemed somewhat incredulous.
"Pretty much." Fane shrugged, holding Salafenny, his face showing little emotion, but he said with great interest, "Of course, I don't think there's anything wrong with it. People are complex, and it's perfectly normal for what they think and what they actually do to be different. Especially considering the environment of Zaun and Zeli's personality."
Farn said, "Before I met Zeli, Zeli was mostly considered a 'lovable troublemaker'."
"A lovely trouble?" Salafine asked with curiosity.
Seeing this, Farn explained, "Because before this, Zeli couldn't precisely control her power. Every joy and sorrow was released by lightning. However, because of Zeli's kindness, most people chose to forgive her..."
As he spoke, Fan recounted his first encounter with Zeli, and the conversation gradually drifted to the present. Fan continued, "Even without me, Zeli would have inevitably embarked on the path of fighting the Alchemist Baron, because that's just her nature. She wants others to be well, she wants people to live happily. So, no matter what, she would have chosen this path, sooner or later."
“Without a doubt, Zeli is an anomaly.” Farn didn’t say it: “Especially for Zaun, Zeli’s sunny and cheerful personality is unusual. But only this kind of unusualness can tear through the true darkness.”
Upon hearing this, Salafine nodded thoughtfully, seemingly gaining a deeper understanding of Miss Zeli.
After that, Fain also said, "This abnormality and insistence on beauty itself also brought tremendous pressure to Zeli."
"Pressure?" Salafine asked, somewhat puzzled.
“Yes, pressure.” Farn nodded, then explained, “This pressure stems from Zeli’s own yearning for beauty, the gap between her inner kindness and the cruelty of the real world. Even if Zeli is able to muster the courage to face all of this, don’t forget that, ultimately, Zeli is not much different in age from you.”
Farn said earnestly, "Zeli also feels sadness, loss, and despair. When she makes a decision that she believes is right, but it ultimately leads to disastrous consequences, she suffers more than anyone else."
“The situation in Zaun has indeed improved, but Zeli’s inner pressure has not diminished.”
Farn said, "She is both a child of Zaun and an outsider to it. It is precisely because of this incompatibility that she was able to pierce the Iron Curtain. And it is also because of this incompatibility that Zerek's heart is filled with pressure and pain that many Zaunites and Mrs. Piltover cannot understand."
“And the release of stress is very personal,” Farn said calmly. “Some people like to sing out loud, some like to have a good cry. Before, Zeli preferred to confide in people around her, like her mother and friends in the neighborhood. But later, with closer relationships, she found a faster and more effective way to release her stress…”
As he said this, Farn looked down at Salafine in his arms: "This method varies from person to person. Zeli chose to present this side of herself to me not because of meanness or weakness, but because she trusts me. She believes I can protect her secret, and she is willing to face me with her truest self, pleasing me while also pleasing herself. In fact, if you couldn't sense Zeli's emotions, I wouldn't have explained so much to you."
92. Salafine's Determination
Listening to Fain's words, Seraphine's eyes showed a hint of understanding, as if she now understood why Zeli was completely different in public and in private. Although Fain explained that Zeli had inner pressure that needed to be released, Seraphine, more than Zeli's feelings of alienation from Zaun and the gap between her ideals and reality, cared more about the statement that Zeli could completely trust Fain…
So that's why Miss Zeli was alone with Mr. Faen...?
Thinking this way, Salafine suddenly felt that she didn't need to be so nervous. After all, if it weren't for the contract she had made with Mr. Fan, even if she had the ability to hear the inner melody of others, she could only hear the surface emotions, the superficial joy or sorrow.
Now, with the contract signed, his connection with Miss Zeli has become even stronger. Previously, even when he accidentally sensed Miss Zeli's condition, he only felt panic and his heart pounding. But now, with the connection in the spiritual realm, he can even feel Mr. Fain's things within Miss Zeli's body…
Thinking this, Salafine couldn't help but bite her lip. Although she didn't make a sound, Salafine could feel that just thinking about it slightly made her private parts start to secrete thick, sticky arousal fluid.
After setting Salafine down, Fane glanced at his wet hands, shrugged, and said, "Looks like I need to wash them too."
As he spoke, Fain gazed at Salafine. Feeling Fain's gaze, Salafine felt her mind go blank, and her body temperature rose steadily. Looking at Fain before her, her strong arms were damp with her sweat and desire. This made Salafine feel ashamed, but also stirred a strange impulse within her. However, her girlish reserve prevented her from taking that final step—she needed someone to give her a push.
Seeing this, Farn also said, "Shall we wash up first?"
Upon hearing this, Salafine was taken aback, then looked down at her clothes.
Before this, she was wearing a very light silk nightgown. This slippery garment was very comfortable, smooth, and form-fitting against her skin. These were all significant advantages under normal circumstances. However, now, with her body covered in sweat and the several leaks in the room, the wet silk nightgown could no longer be considered a nightgown; it was more like some kind of seductive wet lingerie.
The smooth silk fabric, damp with water, clung to her body, showcasing her curvaceous figure to its fullest. From top to bottom, the smooth fabric glided across her chest, and not only Fann, but even Salafenny could clearly see the outlines of her nipples. The nightgown was so thin that, now wet, it wasn't completely see-through, but rather semi-transparent. A glimpse of pink beneath the fabric was already visible.
Clinging tightly to her abdomen, the silk material, even when wet, still reflected a slight sheen under the light. It clung to her flat groin, flowing downwards, creating two perfect curves along her pert buttocks. Although her private parts were barely concealed by the hem of the skirt, she had already removed her wet panties beforehand. A cool breeze blew by, and the instant coolness made Salafine shiver involuntarily, causing several more streams of water to slide down her back.
Overwhelmed with shame, Salafine's breathing grew increasingly rapid. With each rise and fall of her chest, her two erect nipples became even more vibrant. Through her semi-transparent nightgown, Salafine could feel, and even see, her breasts gradually hardening, her nipples growing fuller.
Raising her head to look at Fain, and feeling his undisguised gaze, Salafine opened her mouth, then froze, her eyes fixed on the massive bulge clinging to Fain's trousers.
"Fanny?"
Fane called out to the girl. Hearing Fane's call, this time Salafine, after regaining her senses, didn't show any panic. Instead, she unconsciously put her finger in her mouth, biting it lightly with a struggle in her eyes as she looked at Fane. After a moment, she pursed her lips and said, "I...can I trust Mr. Fane like Miss Zeli does?"
“Of course,” Farn said. “You can trust me completely.”
Upon hearing this, Salafine, somewhat slow to react, belatedly nodded. After a moment of silence, she gazed at Fane blankly and said, "Then...in that case..."
Salafini swallowed hard, glancing around nervously before hurriedly closing the bathroom door. Then, under Fane's watchful gaze, she cautiously approached him, looking down at his waist. She repeatedly swallowed, before slipping her hand inside his pants.
The moment that terrifying heat touched her, Seraphine felt a tremor run through her body and soul. The impulse and desire she had been barely able to suppress before erupted many times over, the intense emotions surging through Seraphine's mind, causing her to instinctively press her lower abdomen against Fain's body. But perhaps because of the height difference, or perhaps because of the intensity, when it became erect, Seraphine could clearly feel it pressing against the lower part of her chest.
As Farn gradually got into the zone, the thing continued to grow at an extremely rapid pace. In just a few breaths, Salafine felt the scalding hot rod pushing deep into her soft, tender breasts.
"Have you made up your mind?" Fann asked softly. Salafine coldly looked down at her left breast, which was already somewhat deformed from being pushed up. Then she looked up at Fann, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, staring at his face so close to hers.
You could sense that Salafine was a little nervous, a little scared, and even a little guilty and frustrated.
"I...I'm scared." Salafine swallowed hard, her face contorted with fear, on the verge of tears.
Facing Farn's gaze, Salafine slightly opened her legs.
"My place is too narrow, and my technique isn't as good as Miss Zeli's... I, I... um!"
Before Salafine could finish speaking, Fain scooped her up and kissed her passionately. This kiss threw Salafine into a panic, rendering her completely powerless to resist. She was easily placed on the sink, her legs spread wide.
93·Initial Personnel
Looking at the girl sitting on the sink, anxiously yet expectantly waiting for him, Fain didn't rush to take off his pants and rush over.
Although Seraphine appears to have made up her mind, she is actually filled with nervousness and unease. Her current decision is also somewhat impulsive. While this is Seraphine's own choice, Fain doesn't intend to leave any potential problems for the future. And, even for his first time, Fain aims for a positive experience.
Thinking this, Fain walked towards Seraphine at a leisurely pace. As Fain drew closer, Seraphine's breathing became increasingly rapid. In just a few moments, Fain was already in front of the girl. Slowly, a blazing pestle rose from below. This time, there was no obstruction; Seraphine could clearly see the bulging, even pulsating, veins. And with the surge of blood energy, a savage masculine aura filled the girl's nostrils.
This smell should have been unpleasant, but Salafine felt no aversion to it whatsoever. On the contrary, her breathing became increasingly rapid, and she couldn't help but swallow, feeling a surge of heat throughout her body.
No, that's not right. It wasn't just a simple heat. Salafine could clearly feel that as Farn drew closer, the mark on her lower abdomen was gradually reacting. While emitting a slight warmth, it was also constantly stimulating her lower abdominal organs. Her flower chambers sank, her soft flesh wriggled, and while she felt unbearably hot all over, the red nipples of her nipples became increasingly alluring, pushing against her semi-transparent nightgown, and one could even clearly see the spreading pinkish tinge.
Looking down, without even needing to arch her back, Salafine could clearly see that her own voluptuous nipples were also engorged and erect. However, unlike her nipples, these nipples were firm; even though they were already wet with nectar, one could still feel the fullness and engorgement.
'Am I that kind of bad girl?' Salafine involuntarily stuck out half of her tongue, her gaze towards Fane filled with a hazy look. When Fane met her gaze in return, the girl blushed and looked away, somewhat afraid that her image in Fane's eyes would be tarnished.
But the girl had barely turned her head when Fane's strong hand landed on her chin. Grabbing the girl, whose eyes held a slight confusion, Fane said in a calm but unyielding voice, "Look at me."
Upon hearing this, Salafine's heart skipped a beat, and she forced herself to look at Fane, suppressing her nervousness. It was just a simple eye contact, but Salafine felt incredibly tense, even more so than when she first sang on stage. After a moment of eye contact, Fane took it a step further, grabbing the back of Salafine's head and launching into a passionate kiss.
The aggressive act of prying open the girl's teeth with his tongue sent a dizzying, suffocating sensation through Seraphine. But quickly, she remembered Fane's orders and instinctively opened her eyes wide to look at him. What greeted her was a peaceful and warm embrace of love. Feeling this warmth, Seraphine couldn't help but hug her lover tighter. The suffocating feeling of the moment was instantly replaced by an overwhelming sense of happiness.
In just a moment, Salafine reached out and took Fan's hand, placing it on her chest. Her delicate breasts were roughly kneaded into various shapes by his slightly rough hands. The slight pain didn't bother Salafine; instead, when Fan squeezed her nipples and gently pulled them apart, she couldn't help but let her eyes roll back and her lower body tremble as she released a stream of fluid, accompanied by a passionate kiss.
Previously, Salafine would often feel intense shame because of this. But this time, with a slight tremor, Salafine hugged Fan tightly instead. When she regained some strength, she looked up at Fan with loving eyes, then reached out and picked up Fan's pestle, stroking it back and forth. Then, she gently bit her lip and forcefully parted her petals, pressing them close to her soft, juicy bud.
“Just like Miss Zeli,” Salafine said, biting her lip. “Fill me up too… Ugh!”
Before Salafine could finish speaking, meeting her gaze, Farn knew the time was ripe. Without another word, he thrust himself into her.
As the thick pestle penetrated deeper into the bud, Seraphine involuntarily arched her neck and bent her feet. A slight pain came from below, and looking down, Seraphine could clearly see a huge bulge on her flat stomach. The huge bulge went deeper, the fleshy crown parting the layers of petals inside, the bulging veins scraping against the soft flesh walls, a strange pain mingling with a surge of intense happiness.
The tender flower bud was firmly pressed into the deepest part of the bud by the pestle, and bright red blood overflowed from the edge of the bud that had been expanded to its limit. This made Salafine realize that she was no longer a girl, but had entered a new stage of life in the union with the lover in front of her.
Thinking this, Salafine's lips instinctively curled upwards, but then she realized that Fane's stillness was to avoid making her uncomfortable. While secretly pleased, she also breathed heavily and said:
"No, don't worry about me... This is my first time, just do as Farn says, I'll listen to Farn..."
As she spoke, fearing that Farn would think she was putting on a brave face—well, she was indeed putting on a brave face. But Salafine still mustered her courage and awkwardly shook her lower body, letting her flower bud tightly wrap around the pestle in her lower body to bring him more pleasure.
Unfortunately, as soon as Salafine moved even slightly, an intense sensation surged from her lower body. The feeling was like being struck by lightning, partly from the connection between the pestle and the petals, and partly from the increasingly intense heat of the mark on her lower abdomen.
It felt as if layers upon layers of tiny tongues were wrapped around the pestle. Although she was on the side of the tiny tongues, the intense sensation from thousands of tiny tongues made the young girl, who was experiencing sex for the first time, shudder.
Seeing this, Fain gently supported the girl's two pert buttocks with one hand, while his other hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to him. With a slight sway of his lower body, his rough glans tugged at the soft bud, pulling out a few strands of pink flesh from the petals. His skill was so profound that it immediately aroused the girl, making her tremble slightly and unable to control herself.
94. Submissive in body and mind
After nearly half an hour of passionate lovemaking in the bathroom, when Salafine was somewhat exhausted, Fain carried her to give her a quick wash, and then took the girl back to the house for another round of lovemaking.