Chapter 227: Healing Junk After The Invasion
The new master of the witches was ready to suck on her tits.
"It has been so long since the last time you suck on mommy's tits, right?" September told him.
She was currently acting in ways she had never done before. She was a lot less stern than she used to be. Perhaps reconnecting with her younger sister 'fixed' a certain something in her. The demon knight had no idea what exactly, but something changed in her. And as far as he was concerned, things changed for the better. She was exactly how he had been wishing her to be all this time. She was still the same September Autumn, but she was far less cold.
The Witch Queen was right as well, it had honestly been a while since the last time Junk was fed. It was prior to the recent 'invasion' on the witch village that he had a decent ration of her mana milk. Needless to mention that Junk had used up a lot of energy as he was just changing the face of the woods surrounding the village, destroying everything on his path. Cutting the tall grass with his ax, slicing trees in half, as well as destroying rocks during his rampage.
A little break wasn't refused by him, even if he felt like he was just about to find out about this dark spy, this specter he had been chasing for the past few minutes. September was petting Junk's head as he was drinking her precious and delicious mana milk.
He was being comforted by his master. Even if the roles had been reversed recently. This still worked for him. He still felt like he was dominating her, even if she pretended to be his mother. He drank away. Swallowing her milk as soon as it entered his mouth. Her milk was especially sweet today. Perhaps it was because her mood was especially great today, feeling right at home in the witch village she had lost for so long.
Her presence here had been forbidden for so long. She was more than glad to be back home. Perhaps her mood was affecting the smell and taste of her milk, but Junk wasn't too sure about that just yet. There were more chances that this had nothing to do with that.
Delicious! It's so delicious! Even better than the last time I had her milk! I tend to forget how much I need to drink her milk lately. With the recent war against Bridget and Lord Monsoon and everything else, it was so easy to forget that I needed to stay hydrated with the help of her milk. There was a reason for me to be feeling so strange and not as strange as I know I can be… I was missing her sacred milk. Everything is going to be okay. Let me drink more! I want more! The Halloween knight kept telling himself as he drank her milk.
He didn't want to stop. He wouldn't stop. September was so precious to him. Her and her milkers. He didn't only suck on them, he groped the both of them as he drank her high-quality milk. He occasionally switched between her tits. The both of them were dripping with her milk, so it was only natural for him to be giving equal love to the both of them. Sucking. Drinking. Sucking some more. Drinking again. Junk had drunk at least two liters of her milk by now.
The Autumn witch continued petting the head of the beast. Occasionally, she also messaged his horns. Something he'd only ever got from April before this very moment in the dark woods. Did September see April do that to him once, and she wished to recreate this with him. Massaging his horns, the same way the elvish ranger had done to him.
"So, tell me, Junk… Who did you say you saw here earlier?"
"..." He couldn't reply to her really with all that substantial amount of milk in his mouth. He tried, but he couldn't really.
"What? Did you say something, Junk?" She asked.
"... Ugh…" He tried telling her again. Still didn't work.
"Still can't understand what you are trying to tell me, Junk. I guess there is too much milk in your mouth at the moment. Perhaps too much breast, as well, he-he," she made herself laugh. She also moaned as she giggled. He couldn't stop sucking.
"... Uhh!" He tried telling her what was up again.
"You know what, Junk? It's okay. Finish sucking my nipples and drinking all the mana milk you need to fully feel restored, and then we'll see about what you are trying to say. Okay?" She told him, attempting to make him understand that there wasn't any rush in her listening to him. She was curious about this dark spy he mentioned earlier, but she didn't take him too seriously, to be honest. The war between her and her sister was over at the end of the day. Her mind was at peace for the most part. She was more concerned with healing Junk;'s magical state and energy before moving to anything else really. Plus, the witch village was hidden in the forest. Spies here were rare. The secret village didn't receive a lot of visitors, and for good reason.
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"Time to go after this spy again now that I have healed! Both my body and mind!" He announced after he finished drinking all the milk that would come out of the Witch Queen's tits.
"What? You are not interested in fucking a sexy witch before continuing your work? Um? Milk typically arouses you. A lot."
"I am aroused, Witch Queen. But I told you earlier, and I told you again just now. There is some kind of shadow. Lurking around. I am going to find it. It's here. Somewhere," he explained.
"Pretty sure you saw a little animal or something like that. I personally don't believe there is any enemy out there," she said while staying put on a big rock in the woods. Sitting on it. Opening her legs. Spreading as open as she could in the hope to make him change his mind. She simply desired to have sex with him in the forest while everyone else was working in the village. She managed to catch his attention. Again. However, when he turned around to look at her…
The shadow from earlier re-appeared behind her.
No!
Was it already too late for him to save her?