Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 1390: Aether really getting good at S*X!~

That tiny contact made her slip the tea from her grasp.

Thud!

Aether muttered before her lips,

“You can’t hide it from me, love… not now, not ever. I saw the way you looked at me on that stage. The shyness, the affection you tried to bury under that tyrant mask the whole world believes in.”

His hand slid along her jaw.

“Don’t try that with me. I feel it… I see it. And right now? I can tell exactly how much you want me.”

Sandra’s cheeks turned red as her eyes for a second lowered before she moved and kissed his lips roughly, her breath hitting his mouth before the kiss landed, soft for half a heartbeat… then suddenly hungry, desperate, as if she had held back for far too long.

Her fingers curled into his robe, pulling him closer with a force she didn’t even try to hide.

“Ha-Ha… Ha…” Sandra parted her lips, a thin string of silver connecting their mouths. Her chest rose sharply as she whispered, “I… I don’t know… I felt too much. My heart almost exploded the moment our blood mingled. Our union… accepted by my people…”

Her voice cracked,

“I… I was really worried if they were going to be disgusted. Not because I cared about their words… but because of my daughter. I wanted her better than the woman I used to be… no, the best version of me.”

“I worried she might be hurt by others’ words… but… but they didn’t. They looked at us like… real family, not something to frown upon. Their eyes were filled with admiration… and acceptance.”

Her gaze softened into something warm, “I… I don’t know. The amount of happiness when the people shouted for our union… our love… I just broke inside. And when I look at you—everything you’ve done… everything you fought for—just so we wouldn’t be discriminated against or hated behind our backs… I couldn’t hold my love for you.”

She rubbed his lips with her thumb as she stared straight into his eyes.

“I… I might have done something in front of everyone… something shameless… I got scared and ran away…”

Her face burned red, her head lowering in embarrassment—

But Aether lifted her chin gently, guiding her eyes up to him.

“Just a little more, and you won’t need to hide, my love. One day, everyone will cheer when you hug me and kiss me… not because you’re forced… but because they can see your love written all over your face.

I promise you, dear~”

Sandra stared at him blankly, the amount of love he was pouring she couldn’t help but… get snapped.

Before pushing her lips on him, she was really holding all this time, but this bastard… really knew how to push her buttons without hesitation!

Her kiss slammed into him with pure emotion… anger, relief, passion, everything she refused to show outside these walls. Her hands gripped his robe like she wanted to tear it off.

The tea table trembled as she pushed him on it and kissed him deeply.

The cups rattled, the wood creaked under their combined weight, her body pressed against his with a hunger that finally broke through her careful composure. Her lips claimed his without pause, devouring him as if the entire night had been spent waiting for this exact moment.

Her hands pinned his shoulders as she leaned over him, devouring his lips in a rough, desperate kiss that stole his breath. Her body pressed against his torso, every curve melting against the open folds of his robe. His back hit the wooden surface with a soft thud, cups rattling around them.

Sandra’s fingers hooked into his robe before he could even react, dragging it open fully, her palms sliding across his chest.

Aether let out a low exhale as her nails traced down his skin, slow at first, then hungrier, almost trembling with how long she held herself back.

She kissed him again, harder, her tongue pushing into his mouth in a needy tangle.

“Hmm~”

Aether’s hands slipped to her hips, gripping the soft curve there, pulling her closer until her body moulded over his, her thigh sliding between his legs as she moved.

Sandra broke the kiss only to drag her mouth along his jaw, down his neck.

“Hmm~hmm~”

Her breath hitched each time her lips found a sensitive spot, and Aether shivered beneath her as her teeth grazed his pulse. The robe slipped off his shoulders entirely, pooling around his waist.

Her lips travelled lower, pushing the robe aside, kissing his collarbone, then lower across his chest with slow, sensual movements that made his muscles tighten.

Every kiss felt deliberate, like she wanted to memorise his body with her mouth.

Aether hissed softly when her tongue traced down the centre of his stomach.

Sandra’s blush deepened as she looked up at him through her lashes, her voice barely steady, trembling with a shy, hungry heat she couldn’t hide.

“You really make me lose control…”

Then she pulled—

The robe slipped down fully.

His thick, hard cock sprang out, heavy and hot, the tip already glistening, dripping slightly from the intensity of her earlier kissing.

Sandra swallowed hard, eyes glued to his cock.

Her hand wrapped around him, fingers trembling as they slid along the deep thickness of his shaft. His heat pulsed into her palm, making her thighs press tighter together.

She leaned closer, her lips brushing the leaking tip.

A soft lick and… A slow kiss.

A deep inhale as if she wanted the scent of him inside her lungs.

Her tongue circled the head in a slow, deliberate swirl that made Aether’s breath stutter.

“Sandra…” he hissed.

She looked up through her lashes…. purple eyes glowing furiously.

Then she took him into her mouth.

Deep and Slow~

Her lips stretched around his cock, her tongue sliding under the thick length as she moaned around him, the vibration shooting up his spine.

“Hmm… mmm…”

Her head moved deeper, her breath mixing with his heat as she pushed him farther past her lips, her throat tightening around the thickness she tried to swallow.

Aether’s fingers dug into the table, muscles clenching as she bobbed her head in a steady, hungry rhythm.

She pulled back with a gasp… drool dripping from her lips down his shaft, making him look even hotter, slicker, harder.

“Look at this cheating bastard… cannot believe it was a few minutes ago filling my daughter’s womb and still hungry for more…” as she asked, stroking and kissing his balls, staring into his eyes.

Aether chuckled, “Of course, I would be… having such a lovely Mother and daughter fawning over me… How lucky I could be~ hehe~”

She looked at him with a deadpan expression, lips still glistening from the wet trail she left on his shaft.

Her hand tightened around the thick base of his cock, slow and possessive, while her thumb brushed the leaking tip as if reminding him who held him right now.

“You really don’t know when to shut that arrogant mouth…” she whispered, leaning in to kiss the heavy weight of his balls again.

“But I suppose that’s part of your charm… isn’t it?”

Aether hummed deeply, a lazy smirk painting his face as her tongue dragged up the underside of his shaft, his cock trembled violently.

“I’m going to ride you so deep and hard… you’ll forget she even exists,” as she popped his cock with a sly and horny expression.

Aether smirked, “Then show me, My Sexy Empress…”

And…

“Ahhh~aahhh~Hhaaaaa~Aeetthheerrr~aahh~”

They fucked!

The room was filled with nothing but their happy voices and moans!

****

“Arh…” Sandra’s face frowned with a painful expression, not the pain from suffering but the overwhelming pleasure that slammed through her body so violently that she could barely hold herself together.

Her breath trembled with her legs wobbling like noodles even though she was lying flat on the bed, her thighs twitching as the aftershocks still echoed through her mind and spine.

Sandra looked at Aether, who was staring at his art with a satisfied expression… the kind of satisfaction that belonged to someone who knew exactly what he did and enjoyed every second of it.

He smirked slowly, saying, “Maybe it’s too much for you now~” His tone carried wicked pride.

Veins popped on Sandra’s forehead. She wasn’t sure why, but this bastard was really… unbelievable. Like literally good at sex now… ridiculously good… like a damn lust god who suddenly figured out every weakness in her body.

Even though they shared a moment a week ago but… something must have happened in this duration that changed him too much. He didn’t feel like the same Aether; his touch, his pace, his control… everything sharpened.

“Who is that bitch?” Sandra muttered with a calm yet dangerous tone, the type that meant she was seconds from breaking bones if she didn’t get answers.

Aether chuckled before leaning in and kissing her forehead. His lips lingered for a moment longer than usual, “Now you know what happened with Aqua, right?~ Why I finished so fast~” he whispered, voice smooth as silk. He glanced slowly at her reddened skin… everywhere his marks burned. His teeth, his tongue, his lips… every place he touched was glowing red.

And… her slits were swollen, too red, leaking nectar down her inner thighs.

Aether nodded with satisfaction before covering her with the quilt and said softly, “Now sleep well~” His tone softened, almost affectionate, but still held that playful arrogance that made Sandra want to punch him.

Sandra blankly stared at him with an infuriating expression as she watched him leave for the bathroom. She snorted, “Cannot believe I lost to him…” Her voice shook with fury and embarrassment. She growled furiously, trying to touch her slits… but she couldn’t even feel them anymore.

They were numb, like her entire lower body shut down.

“Arrh!” She groaned when her fingers brushed her swollen folds… she really needed a fucking rest!!

And no horny for the time being!

She sighed and smiled softly despite herself, feeling a warm pulse resting in her stomach. Her eyelids grew heavy, drifting into sweet, hazy dreams she didn’t want to admit were tied to him.

Meanwhile, Aether bathed and walked out wearing a robe as he looked at the sleeping Empress. Droplets slid down his chest, the robe clinging to his body. He chuckled once more before turning and leaving the room, feeling oddly proud of what he had done.

He cracked his back as he groaned, feeling the tension and stiffness along his shoulder blades. Walking in the corridor, he muttered, “Even though I could have more stamina, but… my body needs to adjust to this… it seems.” He exhaled sharply before smiling.

“I still haven’t used the ability, but I am already good at sex? Did I become too good?” He genuinely wondered what had changed inside him… his strength, his rhythm, his sensitivity to their bodies.

Honestly, he didn’t know how to use the ability he got from Thalia. Even though Log said it would always be active, he was unable to trigger anything.

’Oi, Log, can you teach me how to use it…’ he inwardly asked with a curious tone.

[…]

’What?’

[Should I spoon-feed you, little child? Do you want me to hold your hand and guide your hips too?]