Interrupted Ecstasy

Misty morning dew clung to the windowpanes, slowly evaporating under the sun’s gentle warmth.

Outside, the sun steadily ascended, swiftly reaching its zenith directly above Vero City.

Its dazzling golden rays pierced through the glass, slicing into the cramped tavern room and dividing it into stark halves of light and shadow.

The illuminated half revealed a small table near the window.

Behind it, a chair lay toppled on the floor, its patterned cushion having slid far afield, now mingling with a haphazard pile of scattered feminine clothing.

The light halted at the edge of the bed, where a small white pair of underwear hung, swaying subtly with the rhythm of the mattress’s undulations.

In the shadowed expanse, the ragged breaths of two young women intertwined.

The taller of the two, having just unfastened her own garment, leaned forward to support the smaller figure before her.

Her forearm was suddenly gripped by a small, sweaty hand, causing her movements to falter for a moment.

“Don’t… don’t do this…”

The soft whimpers in her ear were like a divine melody.

She blinked her icy blue eyes, watching the once-frigid, iceberg-like countenance before her slowly melt.

With desire burning in her pupils, she drew closer to the other, like a famished snow wolf.

“Hah, a slurp~”

A wave of scalding steam washed over her face.

The delicate skin before her flushed a deep, damp crimson.

The moment her warm breath touched the other, the girl began to writhe uncontrollably.

“I don’t want it… I don’t want it… My legs are weak…”

‘Don’t want it? That simply won’t do, my dear little master.’

“Oh? If your legs are weak, then just sit on my…”

“Mmmph!”

Before the other could respond, she reached out, gripping her prey’s limbs.

With a slight exertion of force, the pliant body lost its balance and collapsed directly onto her.

“Splish!”

Following a loud and frankly embarrassing sound, a spray of suspicious droplets, shimmering with crystalline moisture, radiated outwards from the two, scattering in all directions.

Dark, wet stains bloomed across the bedsheets.

A low, pleasurable moan escaped Saranya’s throat, as she reveled in the warm, slick sensation.

“Still pretending? Look at the state you’re in, Kaelan…”

Her hands cradled Kaelan’s armpits, unable to release their hold, for she feared Kaelan might tumble off the bed, given how slick it had become beneath them.

“Ugh, that’s because… because… that… In any case… you can’t do this… You’re too presumptuous! Didn’t I say we’d only kiss…?”

“Yet your body seems quite ready, doesn’t it…? It appears to be yearning for other things…”

“No… You… don’t move… Ah, phew… This feels so strange… If we do this, I… I won’t be able to go back…”

In her desperation, Kaelan offered a slight resistance, reaching out to tightly pinch the flesh on Saranya’s sides, her knuckles turning white.

Saranya winced in pain and ceased her actions.

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a long moment.

Saranya slowly lifted her head, meeting Kaelan’s gaze, and spoke in a low voice:

“We only get this one chance, Kaelan.”

“?”

“This first time, it might also be the last.

After all… as your s*ave, it would be difficult for me to find fault with you, my master, and then legitimately demand your cooperation in such an act…”

Saranya’s expression darkened for a moment, but was swiftly replaced by a fervent intensity.

“And you said the decision rests with me, didn’t you? You should listen to me!”

“……”

“That’s right… just once… After this, it won’t matter, it’s nothing, no impact… Only once, so we should make the most of it… right?”

Kaelan’s moist eyes were half-closed, and deep within her pupils, faint pink hearts slowly emerged.

She seemed to have truly made up her mind, now just a step away from being fully persuaded.

“Then you, you promise me… after this time, you’ll still obey me as usual, and we’ll pretend today never happened… You must always remain my s*ave…”

‘So that’s it,’ Saranya realized. ‘Kaelan is worried about her authority being undermined, and thus losing control over me.

All I need to do is give her my assurance, to put my master at ease.’

“Of course, Master, how could I possibly—”

Saranya’s heart swelled with joy, and she began to declare her loyalty.

Yet, before she could finish, she noticed Kaelan, far from becoming more immersed, instead frowned slightly, a faint trace of disappointment surfacing in her eyes:

“Perhaps, let’s just forget it… Let’s stop here today.

Please release me, I want to get down…”

Kaelan rolled over, swung a leg across Saranya, and picked up her underwear.

Apparently sensing her own dampening effect on the mood, she continued to explain to Saranya.

“Um, I don’t know what’s wrong with me… You were really good, it’s just… it’s me.

I suddenly lost my interest… Let’s just leave it at that.”

“Huh?”

Saranya was on the verge of tears, yet none would come.

‘What’s happening? I chose the wrong option! Can I reload a save…’

‘No, no, no,’ Saranya thought, ‘calm down and think.

If agreeing with Kaelan has the opposite effect, then perhaps my master is expecting me to defy her?’

‘Right? It must be, right?!’

Saranya hardened her resolve.

‘Never mind all that! I have to try, no matter what!’

“Ugh-ohh—”

Saranya abruptly seized Kaelan’s throat, giving a forceful upward jerk, and dragged Kaelan, who had been about to roll off her waist, back into place:

“Hmph, you cunning witch, still trying to set conditions?! You little b*tch have no right to make demands! Obediently accept Lady Saranya’s punishment!”

“Ugh-mmph, cough, cough… You… how dare you—”

“Come back! Don’t move! You harlot, I’m going to spank your ass raw!!!”

Saranya forcefully pinned Kaelan in place.

She snatched the small piece of fabric from Kaelan’s hand, crumpled it into a ball, and shoved it into her mouth.

Then, with an enraged swing, her palm landed with two sharp smacks against Kaelan’s body.

“Ah, ahh…”

Kaelan’s moans thoroughly ignited Saranya’s sadistic desires.

She once again gripped Kaelan’s neck, while her other hand rained down a torrent of slaps, leaving large, crimson welts across Kaelan’s skin.

“Mmmph… Hah-mm-oh-oh-oh-oh—”

Kaelan was utterly engulfed in a storm of pleasure.

The poor little witch’s eyes rolled back, her body trembling violently, swaying unconsciously like someone riding a coin-operated kiddie ride.

“Good heavens… making the bedsheets look like this, are you going to flood the place, you rascal…?”

“Can’t speak anymore, hm…? As a master, you’re truly incompetent, Kae~lan~”

Though verbally disparaging Kaelan, Saranya herself was panting heavily.

She wiped away a bead of sweat, which flew off her fingertips, and it was then she noticed her upper body was glistening, pearlescent droplets of liquid converging into rivulets, rolling down her side and tracing line after line.

“Well… here you go~”

She spread her palm, scooping up a handful of the accumulated liquid from her abdomen, then smeared it all over Kaelan’s face.

“Ugh,呜呜… Ergh—”

Kaelan was a complete mess, utterly tormented.

Tears, snot, sweat… all manner of liquids mingled on her body.

Her damp hair clung stubbornly to her cheeks, leaving her in a state of extreme disarray.

Even after a considerable while, the little witch still hadn’t recovered her senses.

Her face bore a peculiar expression (TL Note: ‘Ahegao,’ a Japanese term referring to an exaggerated facial expression of ecstasy or orgasm, often involving rolling eyes, open mouth, and protruding tongue), and meaningless whimpers escaped her throat, whether from crying or laughing, it was impossible to tell, as she simply collapsed straight onto Saranya.

“Squelch!”

Kaelan splashed one last time, then actively intertwined her fingers with Saranya’s, gently closing her eyes.

However, before the two could even catch their breath, the worst possible scenario unfolded.

“Creak!”

“Ah!”

“Eh?!”

The room door suddenly swung open, prompting both girls on the bed to let out startled cries in unison.

The bed frame rocked violently in response.

“You… you genius, why didn’t you lock the door!!!”

Saranya quickly adjusted her top with one hand, while with the other, she grabbed the bed’s duvet, completely enveloping Kaelan beneath her.

“Mmm… Mmm-ah…?”

Beneath the silk duvet, Kaelan let out a dazed murmur.

Saranya smoothed the wrinkles from her clothes, then peered out the window.

It was only noon, and their good time had been interrupted.

A surge of resentment filled her, and she glared with murderous eyes at the retreating back of a girl standing in the doorway.

“Who is it?!!!”

“Um… I’m really sorry! So sorry! I disturbed you! I came to the tavern this morning, and you didn’t come downstairs all morning, and lunch hour passed, so I thought something might have happened to you…”

“Enough with the excuses, I asked who you are?!”

“I, I’m from the Night Lily Knights…”

Night Lily Knights?!!!

Saranya’s pupils abruptly constricted, and she shot up from the bed.

After a moment of thought, she spoke with a complex expression:

“Close the door, turn around, and let me see your face.”