An Extra’s Rise in an Eroge

"Fuck it. I can't hold back anymore."

Arthur exhaled sharply, his restraint snapping as he glanced at the two women beside him—both flushed, needy, and waiting.

He didn't hesitate.

Leaning forward, he captured Alicia's lips in a deep, searing kiss.

Alicia moaned softly against his mouth, her fingers tangling in his hair, clutching him desperately as she pulled him in closer. Their tongues met, teasing, tangling—hungry, desperate.

The moment their lips parted, Arthur turned, claiming Eveline's lips next.

The saintess let out a sharp gasp, but her hesitation lasted only a second before she melted into him.

Her kiss was different.

Softer… yet oddly practiced.

Her lips trembled, yet her tongue slipped into his mouth with a skillfulness that sent a shiver down his spine.

Arthur's brows furrowed.

For a saintess, she was too damn good at this.

Had she really been pure as she claimed?

But before he could dwell on it, pleasure shot up his spine.

Warm hands slid down his chest.

Then—a slow unzip.

Arthur felt a rush of air against his exposed skin as Alicia freed his aching length.

His breath hitched.

Licking her lips, she lowered herself, her heated breath fanning over his throbbing shaft. Enjoy exclusive adventures from empire

The first touch was a tease— a slow flick of her tongue across the tip, sending a jolt through his body.

Then she dragged her tongue down his length, her lips parting as she whispered, "Finally… I was dying for this."

Alicia's warm tongue teased his tip, and Arthur groaned.

His grip tightened on Eveline's soft, ample breasts, fingers digging into the delicate flesh as he kneaded them roughly.

Blood pumped hot through his veins, lust coursing through him as he watched Alicia's skillful tongue swirl over every inch of his throbbing shaft.

"Ughnnn…" A guttural growl escaped his throat as her warm lips wrapped around his tip, sucking lightly before dragging her tongue down his length.

Her eyes twinkled with mischief, a soft hum vibrating through her throat as she tasted the first drops of his pre-cum.

Fuck.

The sensation sent electric jolts up his spine, but Arthur didn't just sit back and take it.

He wanted more.

Turning his attention to Eveline, he crushed her plush breasts in his hands, rolling her sensitive peaks between his fingers.

A sharp whimper tore from her lips.

He didn't stop.

His hand slid lower, fingers slipping between her drenched folds, rubbing slow, deliberate circles over her clit before plunging deep inside her with rough, demanding strokes.

"Ahhh…! O-ohh… Arthur…!"

Her breath hitched, moans tumbling from her lips in desperate cries of pleasure.

Arthur's hot breath fanned against her neck as he nipped at her skin, sucking deep before trailing up to her earlobe.

He bit down lightly.

"Mmmnnn!! A-Arthur… yesss…! D-don't stop…!"

Her moans grew louder, a raw symphony of desperation and pleasure, echoing in his ears like the most intoxicating melody.

Alicia bobbed her head up and down, her lips sealed tight around his throbbing shaft.

Each time she took him deeper, her nose buried into his pelvis, and her body shuddered.

Arthur groaned. Fuck.

Her warm throat clenched around him, the tightness sending jolts of pleasure through his spine.

"Hnnngh…" He sucked in a sharp breath, fingers gripping the sheets as Alicia pushed herself further, her jaw stretching to accommodate his sheer girth.

Her throat contracted, her soft lips squeezing around his base as she swallowed him whole.

The sensation was unbearable.

Arthur could feel everything—

The slick, wet heat of her mouth.

The rhythmic pulses of her throat.

The way her tongue curled around him, teasing his sensitive spots.

Alicia slowly pulled back, a thin line of glistening saliva connecting her tongue to his shaft.

She tilted her head up, meeting his gaze with half-lidded, lust-drunk eyes.

"You taste so fucking good…" she murmured, voice hoarse, swallowing thickly.

Arthur's cock twitched in response, and Alicia smirked.

Her free hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping him as she pressed her soft, pillowy breasts against his thighs.

The warmth of her skin melted against his, the soft plushness of her tits molding to his flesh with every slow, deliberate rub.

"Mmm… do you wanna fuck my mouth, Arthur?"

Her sultry whisper sent a shiver down his spine.

She trailed a delicate finger over her wet, swollen lips before slipping it inside her mouth, sucking it clean in an utterly obscene display.

Arthur stilled.

His mind reeled at Alicia's filthy words, at this raw, unrestrained side of her.

Aphrodisiac or not…

He was going to enjoy this.

Arthur gave a sharp nod, eyes locked on her lips as she grinned wickedly.

Without hesitation, Alicia opened her mouth wide, letting him guide his aching length straight into her willing, eager throat.

"Mmphmmm!!… Rrghhhh! Fuck yessss!!"

Her gagging moans vibrated against his cock as she took him all the way in, her throat stretching to accommodate every inch.

Reaching up, she grabbed his hand and placed it at the base of her hair.

Her meaning was clear.

"Use me."

Arthur tightened his grip on Alicia's hair, forcing her down.

His throbbing shaft plunged deeper into her hot, constricting throat, stretching her limits with each relentless thrust.

"Ghhk… Uuurkkk… Guhh…!"

Her choked moans vibrated around him, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his core.

Saliva splattered messily as she gagged and swallowed, the wet, obscene sounds echoing in the dimly lit room.

Each thrust drove him deeper and deeper until her lips kissed his base, her throat fully engulfing his thick length.

Arthur groaned. Fuck— she was taking him so well.

He pulled back, letting his slick shaft slide free until only the swollen tip remained inside her mouth.

Then—he slammed back in.

"Glck! Glck! Glck!"

Alicia's throat constricted violently as he used her mouth without mercy.

Tears pooled at the corners of her eyes, her cheeks flushed a desperate shade of crimson.

And yet—she wanted more.

Her nails dug into his thighs, urging him to keep going, to go even harder.

Arthur obliged.

Gawk. Gawk. Gawk.

Every brutal plunge hammered against the back of her throat, forcing it to stretch around his girth.

Drool spilled from the corners of her lips, trailing down her chin in thick, glistening strands.

Alicia was utterly ruined, and she loved every second of it.