I realized that his face was colored with shock and bewilderment, and his arms were moving as if in an effort to push me aside.
—Ooh... Don't be like that...
Before they could reach me, however, they were seized by my hands and pinned to the bed as if sewn to it.
His legs didn't give up and tried to struggle on in spite of that, but were stopped by my legs and upper body leaning on top of them.
El still tried to struggle against me, now lying on top of his sleeping form, but he had no chance of matching my strength now that I had changed into a monster.
No matter how much El tried to resist, my limbs didn't give an inch.
—After all, if you're going to be mean to me like that... then I'll end up being mean to you too, you know...?
Trying to run away from me, of all things, was a bit too horrible even for being mean.
I understood that he was surprised at having been kissed while he was sleeping, but I was a wee bit hurt.
In an effort to get even for that, my tongue was leisurely penetrating further into his interior.
El's teeth, half opened in surprise, were unable to intercept me, and my tongue was able to make contact leisurely with his.
As for what I ought to do next... of course, the instincts of a succubus, which had taken root in me, taught me that.
—First of all... I'll give him a good tickling...
I selected a caress from the mountain of licentious information, tracing his tongue with the tip of mine.
When I had assiduously licked the bumps of his tongue just once with the sharply tapered tip of mine, El's arms gave a startled shiver.
A shiver ran through my spine at the adorable reaction of his arms, which I could tell had been trained even just by gripping him like this.
I ended up entranced again by that sensitive response, which I certainly didn't know from my rehearsal with Lady Druella.
"Juru... Juru... ru. "
"Nnn...!"
But contrary to myself, El seemed not to be pleased.
He moved his tongue to the right and to the left as if trying to escape from mine.
As I pursued, I recalled the games of tag that we had often played in childhood.
His tongue was soon caught, just like back then, when he would sometimes deliberately allow himself to be caught by me, comparatively slow on my feet, and imparted to me a sensation that was both soft and warm.
—Ooh... you're not being honest with your feelings, so...
As I pursued him a second and then a third time, his movements were growing just a little more sluggish.
I was sure that my kiss was causing El to feel ve–ery good too.
As for myself, my body was so worked up that I was on the verge of cumming just from feeling the heat of his body and tasting his sweet saliva.
It might not seem so even to the average monster, but some fraction would know from the slight flush of his cheeks that El was coming to feel good.
—Aah... Such a cute face...
Even though he was being forcibly kissed like this, a tinge of desire was beginning to show on El's face.
His flushed cheeks went without saying, and his eyes too had slackened just a little with arousal.
The gradually shortening interval between the breaths making his chest rise and fall seemed to be telling me he too was beginning to grow excited.
El's resistance grew weaker, as if in inverse proportion to his arousal, and he abandoned himself to me.
—So you've gotten honest at last...
While licking El's tongue all over, slurping it into my mouth as if to suck it down, I was slowly releasing him.
Sticking out from El's mouth and grown very warm with arousal and saliva, it shivered as if with cold for a full ten-odd seconds.
My mouth, which longed to be filled, could not refuse it.
Even though I had made up my mind to draw away from El, I ended up wanting to kiss him again immediately.
—But... right... now... he's my highest priority... Isn't that right, Lady Druella...?
Recalling the instruction of the lady who had taught me my ABCs as a succubus, I quietly smiled down at El.
He made a troubled expression at that, his chest heaving up and down.
And yet, even during that interval the fine thing between El's legs hardened and stood erect, lifting the sheets over it.
However much he was reputed to be a good, serious young man, he was still a boy, and he must love pleasure.
His pole, seething with heat and shivering with anticipation, was proof of that.
—I wouldn't be surprised... if that earned him reproach in this country... but... to me...
In this country, bound tight by the values of the Order, an erect pole like that would probably lead to one being called a pervert.
But to me, who had become a monster, that was a joyous thing.
I mean... I was the same in loving pleasure and in anticipating what would come next, after all.
We, who held similar values, could surely become happy... as lovers... no, even as husband and wife.
"Hlady... Hwil... marina..."
El called out to me in a lisping voice, as if my tongue had paralyzed his with pleasure.
Still, it wasn't to hear him address me like that, as if I were a stranger, that I had come here; it was to form a connection more... lovely that I had expressly... come creeping into his room in the night.
"Don't call me that... "
"Ah..."
I couldn't put words to the expression he showed me as I stretched out a hand to his cheek.
It looked as if he were about to burst into tears, and yet was delighted in spite of that.