“You’re aroused too, Sir Knight.”
“This is… ugh, I apologize, but please don’t touch me!”
“I don’t want to.”
Still grinding against his thigh, Luisha let her knee brush against Heliod’s growing hardness.
No. This can’t go any further. Heliod bit his lip, desperately trying to push her away with his shoulder. But just as he attempted to create some distance, Luisha’s gaze fixed on his lips.
And then, without warning, she lunged forward.
“…Mm?!”
Her lips pressed firmly against his.
The sturdy wooden box rattled noisily. Heliod’s entire body tensed, his muscles contracting as if locked in place. He clenched his bound fists tightly, trembling with the effort to break free. Before long, the thin rope snapped with a sharp twang.
Without hesitation, Heliod raised his arms, now marked with angry red welts, and pushed Luisha away from him.
“What do you think you’re doing?!”
The lingering heat, the sensation of her warmth through the thin fabric of her dress, her dazed expression, and the vivid redness of their lips slicked with shared saliva—all of it sent Heliod’s heart racing wildly.
He shouted, trying to drown out the memory of her soft touch.
“My lady, get a hold of yourself! You can’t act like this!”
“…Sir Knight.”
Luisha’s voice was soft, trembling with emotion, as she looked at him with an unreadable expression.
Luisha smiled sweetly, like a mischievous demon who had just stumbled upon something delightfully entertaining. Heliod shivered as if struck by lightning, swallowing hard.
“Sir Knight’s lips… they taste so delicious.”
“W-what nonsense is that…”
Heliod’s already flushed face burned an even deeper shade of red. Realizing where her gaze had drifted, he hastily covered his mouth with the back of his hand. But her gentle push was all it took for his body to falter, collapsing under her touch.
Recognizing he couldn’t resist her, Heliod’s damp eyelashes fluttered as he pleaded desperately.
“Please… don’t do this… I beg you…”
“Just once, okay? Just one little taste,” she said, her voice dripping with playful temptation.
But Luisha wasn’t one to stop so easily. She lowered her head to Heliod, her lips landing softly on his cheeks and mouth like a baby bird pecking for affection. Each time her hair cascaded over him, strand by strand, Heliod froze, holding his breath. The feathery warmth of her lips brushing against the corners of his mouth sent jolts through his body, heat pooling unbearably in his lower abdomen.
“M-My lady…”
Before he realized it, Heliod had been laid flat on the floor of the box, Luisha perched on top of him. He clenched his eyes shut, trying to block out his senses, but the continuous flood of stimulation made it impossible to resist. The once-unshakable resolve of a holy knight was slowly crumbling under Luisha’s intoxicating touch, her presence staining him with colors he’d never known.
“Ugh…”
Luisha’s lips grazed his lightly, making faint, teasing sounds as they brushed away, only to return again, each time pressing more firmly, more deliberately. The kisses grew deeper, more lingering, as if intent on driving him to the brink of madness.
Heliod, feeling his lower half harden painfully, gently pushed Luisha away, trying not to hurt her. However, when she shook off his hands irritably, he flinched and reluctantly withdrew. Satisfied with the lack of resistance, Luisha began moving her hips slowly. She pressed her knees against his growing arousal and kissed his lips, letting out soft, breathy sighs.
“Haah… Sir Knight…”
Heliod, trembling uncontrollably, kept his eyes tightly shut, his entire body tense.
“My knight, open your mouth for a moment,” Luisha murmured.
Heliod, terrified, shook his head vehemently. Luisha pouted in frustration, then shifted her position, lifting her knees away from his groin and rubbing herself against his thigh instead.
“M-My lady…!” Heliod gasped, his voice trembling with a mix of shock and desperation.
As the flustered Heliod opened his eyes and shouted something incoherent, Luisha lunged forward, her lips capturing his once again. The soft, wet sensation that slipped between his lips made his shoulders jolt upward in shock. He instinctively grabbed her forearm, trying to push her away, but when her tongue brushed against a sensitive spot inside his mouth, a low groan escaped him, followed by labored breaths.
“Hngh… mm.”
The sound of their damp, clinging kiss echoed within the confined box. Luisha, still using Heliod’s thigh for her relief, was lost in the waves of pleasure washing over her, while Heliod, overwhelmed by the seductive dance of her tongue, groaned helplessly.
“…Sir Knight.”
Tears pricking at his eyes, Heliod looked up at Luisha, her cheeks prettily flushed and her lips parted as she exhaled hot, trembling breaths. Her gaze, filled with longing, locked onto his.
“Please… touch me,” she whispered, her voice sultry and pleading.
“W-what?” Heliod stammered, his face burning, unable to comprehend her request fully.
“You’ve untied your hands… and I’m struggling so much because of the drug…”
Luisha furrowed her golden eyes, lifting her hips slightly. Through the thin fabric of her undergarments, slick fluids seeped, leaving a dark stain on Heliod’s navy trousers. Heliod stared at it in a daze before jolting in shock, quickly averting his gaze.
“This… this isn’t right. I can’t allow this.”
“What? Please… I’m tied up, and it’s so unbearable.”
Luisha swayed her upper body atop his thighs, her moist, glistening eyes blinking softly as if pleading. For a moment, Heliod was utterly mesmerized, unable to hide his flushed expression. Luisha’s lips curved into a sweet, knowing smile.
“I won’t ask you to put it in… Just help me, please?”
Leaning closer, Luisha brought her face near Heliod’s. Her voice, soft and honeyed, brushed against his ear like a warm breeze.
“Heliod, please… hurry.”
Heliod’s heart plummeted, a heavy thud echoing in his chest. Breathing unevenly, he grabbed Luisha by the shoulders, attempting once again to push her away.
As her expression twisted into one of playful defiance, Heliod squeezed his eyes shut, his voice strained with pain as he asked:
“What… do you want me to do?”
“…Where should I touch you?”
Luisha’s face, lost in the haze of pleasure, instantly lit up with delight.
❖ ❖ ❖
“Ah, ah! Sir Knight, just a little more…!”
The front of Luisha’s dress came undone, and her ample chest spilled out, bouncing over the delicate white lace. As she rubbed herself against Heliod’s thigh, she nipped at his ear, sending shivers down his spine. Heliod, struggling to keep her from falling over, gripped her arm while his other hand instinctively cupped her left breast, drawing a low groan from his lips.
“Ah, my lady! Please, don’t bite me!”
“Mm, but Heliod tastes so good. Ah, harder—ugh, please, more!”
Her voice, husky and desperate, left Heliod trembling, caught between his instincts and his fraying resolve.
Though clumsy and inexperienced, Heliod’s awkward touch drove Luisha, overwhelmed by the aphrodisiac and the demon’s curse, into waves of intense pleasure. Her sultry moans escaped her lips with every hesitant movement of his hand. Having experienced the curse’s effects himself, Heliod understood the state she was in and tried his best to match her needs. Yet, the overwhelming sensation of touching a woman’s body for the first time left his mind in a chaotic, dizzying spiral, making it impossible to think clearly.
“Ah, ahng, ngh!”
When Luisha looked at him with an expression that seemed on the verge of climax, her body trembling as her hips quivered, Heliod would freeze, momentarily paralyzed by the suffocating heat radiating between them. He could only stare at her in a daze, his hand hesitating.
In response, Luisha narrowed her eyes into sharp crescents and pushed her chest forward, pressing her ample curves into his large, trembling hand.
“Here. You need to keep going.”
“I… I’m sorry,” Heliod stammered, biting his lip.
With hesitant movements, his hand returned to her breast, gripping it gently. The sheer fullness that seemed almost too much to contain in his palm left him breathless. And every time he applied the slightest pressure, the soft, sweet moans that spilled from her lips made it impossible for him to look away.
“Ahh, yes, I like it,” Luisha moaned, tears streaming down her cheeks as she continuously kissed Heliod.
Each kiss made him tremble, his hands gripping her shoulders with barely enough strength to hold her at bay. His eyes shut tightly as though that would help him block out the overwhelming sensations.
Meanwhile, Luisha noticed how wet his thigh had become from her fluids. She let out several heated breaths, then slowly slipped one foot free and brushed it against the area near Heliod’s groin.
“Ahk!”
Heliod, lost in the warm, soft sensation of her touch, jolted in shock and arched his back. Flustered, he grabbed her foot, his voice trembling.
“This is… not allowed. Please don’t touch me there!”
“Why not? I’m the only one feeling good right now. I want to touch Sir Knight too,” she murmured, her hazy gaze locked onto him.
Heliod hesitated, realizing that her clouded state of mind wouldn’t allow for reason. Shaking his head, he replied firmly, “I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.”
Moments after continuing to respond to Luisha’s needs, the conditions of the ordeal suddenly clicked into Heliod’s mind like a cruel reminder:
‘I cannot release.’
This ordeal was about resisting the urge to climax.
Why the aphrodisiac had affected Luisha instead of him, why they were trapped in a strange box where he had to soothe her surging desires—Heliod couldn’t begin to understand. But one thing was clear: tonight, he could not release.
Caught between the demon’s cruel trickery, the humiliation of the situation, and the soft sensation of Luisha’s chest in his hands, Heliod felt his suppressed desires clawing at him, drawing a strained sigh from his lips.
“My lady, please—”
Before he could finish, Luisha, irritated by his resistance, pressed her foot firmly against his groin, ignoring his words entirely.
“Ahh! My lady!”
“No, I don’t care! I want to touch your body, Sir Knight!”
“Stop! This is… ngh, not allowed!”
Unlike her usual playful touches, her foot pressed down with unrelenting force. The mix of pain and pleasure made Heliod gasp, his breaths ragged as he flailed his hands in an attempt to stop her. Desperately, he grabbed her ankle, but it was too late—pre-cum began dripping through his trousers, leaving a damp stain.
Seeing this, Luisha’s golden eyes glinted with mischief and seduction, her lips curling into a provocative smile.
“Heliod, can’t you untie my hands?”
Her expression was one of pure, unrestrained desire, as though she might pounce on him at any moment to steal his virtue. Heliod’s face went pale as he shook his head frantically.
“That’s not possible. I’ll… I’ll touch you instead, so please endure with that.”
“Really? You’ll touch me?”
Thankfully, Luisha’s attention shifted. Leaning back slightly, she parted her legs just enough to reveal the smooth expanse of her thighs and spoke in a sultry tone.
“Then, Sir Knight… touch me here, too.”
The sight of her damp white undergarments sent a deafening echo through Heliod’s mind, like bells ringing uncontrollably. He sucked in a sharp breath, overwhelmed by the sudden surge of arousal, and quickly turned his gaze away. Covering his mouth with his hand, his shoulders trembled faintly.
But before he could regain his composure, Luisha’s foot brushed against his arousal again.
“Ahh!”
“Heliod,” she whispered, her voice like honey, “hurry.”
He couldn’t refuse. He couldn’t run away. Heliod looked at Luisha with trembling eyes. Luisha was slowly losing her reason, overwhelmed by the lingering pleasure from the aphrodisiac.
In the end, Heliod bit his lip, then spotted a thin rope scattered nearby and slowly undid his trousers. When Luisha saw his member, standing stiff and dripping with a clear fluid, she instinctively gave it a little flick. Heliod flinched, grabbed Luisha’s ankle, and picked up the rope. He brought the rope to the base of his member and tightly wrapped it around.
“Kh…!”
Heliod’s face instantly darkened with a mix of pain and pleasure. Gasping heavily, his face flushed red, he wound it around once more and tied it tightly. When Luisha tilted her head curiously at him, Heliod shook his head like it was nothing and quietly asked,
“…How would you like me to touch you?”
Luisha smiled sweetly and stepped up to him.
“Why did you tie it there?”
“Please… don’t mind it.”
Heliod’s face flushed bright red. Looking at Luisha’s pale, plump thighs and her dazed expression, flushed from heat, he felt he wouldn’t be able to stop himself from releasing, so he had no choice but to do what he did. His lower half throbbed as if it would burst at any moment, but since this was a dream, the pain was faint and only the dizzying pleasure intensified. Heliod bit his lip and avoided Luisha’s gaze.
Luisha quickly lost interest and spread her legs a bit more. Her underwear, damp and clinging to her womanhood, was now fully exposed before Heliod’s eyes.
“Touch me here.”
Heliod’s blue eyes trembled. With his eyes closed, he took a deep breath and hesitantly let his hand slide up from behind her knee. Soft skin. Smooth flesh. The sensation was both tender and silky… Each time he felt his hand moving deeper inward, Heliod’s brows twitched. Eventually, he let out a hot breath and gently opened his eyes. His thumb reached Luisha’s most intimate spot.
“Mmngh…”
Luisha furrowed her golden eyes, her face flushed. A breathtaking sight.
When Heliod’s thumb brushed near her protruding clitoris, Luisha let out a muffled moan. Clenching his teeth, he ran his fingers from the top, where it was wettest, all the way down.
“Hnnngh!”
Luisha’s waist trembled. She wrapped her legs around Heliod’s hips and pulled herself closer. Soon, their lips met again.
“Ah…!”
When Heliod’s hand stopped, Luisha squirmed her hips. Even as her mouth invaded his, he barely managed to move his fingers again, gently caressing Luisha’s damp area.
As their tongues entwined, Heliod’s touch grew faster. The hesitation vanished, and with a soft breath into her lips, he shifted his head slightly and stimulated near her entrance.
“Mmnh!”
Luisha broke the kiss, panting with frustration. Heliod, acting on instinct, tried to wrap his arms around her and kiss her again, but suddenly froze in shock. His face turned crimson, and he lowered his head. Yet his hand remained, stimulating her womanhood over her underwear.
Ah.
I’m getting swept away.
Even during the first and second surges of overwhelming pleasure, he’d managed to maintain control and preserve his chastity. Even when Luisha had touched his body and carnal desire overwhelmed him, he had never once thought of laying his hand on her.
But now, it was different.
I want to touch her. I want to hold her. I want to have her.
Heliod’s pale blue eyes gradually darkened with desire.
He quickly shook his head and glanced down at his pnis, pressed tightly by Luisha’s thighs. Though still bound tightly below, barely holding out, his limit was fast approaching.
“Kh….”
As Heliod gripped his own thigh and dug in his nails to resist the pleasure, Luisha leaned in close to his face.
“Heliod.”
A sultry voice. Breaths growing heavier. Completely overtaken by the aphrodisiac, Luisha whispered,
“Put it in.”
Heliod froze.
“Hurry.”
To be continued in the next volume
