Seravelle Continent, Tutorial City.
As night blanketed the sky and the moon took its place among the scattered stars, most of Tutorial City's trainees made their way home, eager to collapse into bed after another grueling day of classes and training.
That would have been the norm had it not been for the recent developments.
Ever since the Awakening Ceremony, a more fitting name for this place would have been Sin City, especially after dark, when all manner of unspeakable acts ran rampant.
Now that everyone had a legitimate excuse to indulge in their vices and relieve stress under the guise of advancement, they dove headfirst into temptation without hesitation.
Gambling houses, brothels, underground arenas… the city's outer edges had transformed into a playground for the depraved.
And that was only the surface of the debauchery.
Yet, amidst the chaos, one particular place remained untouched.
In an apartment, one that had recently been repurposed for more carnal activities, a certain duo sat on a bed. A man and a woman, to be precise.
The woman straddled the man's lap, her arms loosely wrapped around his neck as she whispered into his ear, her voice a sultry murmur, as if she were revealing the universe's most forbidden secrets.
At first glance, the man looked like he was enjoying himself. But the throbbing vein on his temple, the way his lips pressed together, and the whitening of his knuckles as he gripped the sheets told a different story.
He was holding himself back.
And it didn't take much to guess what he was restraining himself from.
Meanwhile, the woman, utterly unbothered, leaned against his chest, her body language screaming trust, as if she knew he wouldn't lay a hand on her.
"—As you kept having me take your big, throbbing cock, repeatedly, again and again, not giving me a break, nor stopping even after I begged you…♡"
The duo, of course, was Ashen and Seraphine.
"That's what happened in my last lucid dream~. You never asked, but I knew how much you wanted to find out. No need to fret, I'll tell you everything~✿ "
Less than a week had passed since Seraphine first attempted to embody her Sin with Ashen's help, yet her restraints had grown looser by the day. And today… Today, she was utterly shameless.
"...Ahh~ let me tell you a little secret∿ that's exactly what I'm dying for you to do right about now.✧ "
"Ugh…" A quiet grunt was all she got in response.
She had taken it upon herself to whisper every little detail of her lucid dreams where, no matter how much Ashen commanded the skill to conjure something pleasant, they always ended the same way.
With her beneath him.
If she knew what he was doing, she would have happily whispered that being ravaged by him was already considered a 'happy dream' in her mind.
Deciding to spice things up, she twisted her plump derrière against his lap, pressing down, grinding deliberately before finally lodging his manhood right between her asscheeks.
"Mmm… better∿♡ "
whss whss, rub rub
"Every day, I fight the urge to just strip naked and throw myself on your bed. You keep tempting me∿ those lean muscles, those thin lips, those golden orbs you have for eyes…♡"
Another twist. "Ahn~"
"Oh, gods…❤ they almost make me melt every time you look at me. You make me feel hot and naked under that intense stare…"
Lick∿
Her tongue flicked against the edge of his ear, dragging slow and deliberate, making his thighs tense instinctively as he fought the urge to react.
"Ohh~~"
The subtle movement caused his restrained arousal to press harder against her ass, jolting her with another rush of pleasure.
Taking a deep breath, she clung to him even tighter, her plump breasts pressing into his chest, her voice dripping with honeyed temptation.
"Would you believe me if I told you that thrust almost made me cum?"
She giggled softly, pressing closer, lips brushing against his ear.
"C'mon, please~, give me another one. Or two. I beg you~~❤ "
A low, guttural voice finally rumbled from his throat, his tone sounded dark and edged with something feral.
"Maybe…" His golden eyes gleamed dangerously.
"…In your dreams."
Before she could react, the world faded to black as Ashen cast Lucid Dreamweaving, sending her straight into unconsciousness.
"Hah… hah… hah…"
His breaths came in ragged gasps as he gently pulled Seraphine from his embrace, settling her onto the bed before tucking her under the sheets.
"Crazy…"
With unsteady legs, he rose and made his way to the bathroom.
Fussshhh.
The moment he stepped under the shower, ice-cold water cascaded down his face, shocking his senses back to clarity.
"How the hell did things even get to this…?"
As he tried to piece together the sequence of events that led to this, his mind involuntarily replayed the nights they had spent together over the past week.
At first, it had been tame. Seraphine was indirect, even cute in the way she whispered her desires, testing the waters with hesitant touches and stolen glances.
But with each passing day, she grew bolder.
From sitting beside him to pressing against him. From innocent murmurs to siren calls.
And tonight? Somehow, without him even realizing how it happened, she had ended up in his lap, grinding against him, begging to be taken.
As the water trailed down his skin, his scattered thoughts slowly aligned.
"It seems my earlier conjectures about her compatibility with Lust were far truer than I gave them credit for…"