Her moan was soft.
Rika Kitagawa leaned back against the wooden shaft wall, eyes slightly glazed, lips parted. Her chest heaved, buttons undone, and her top slid just enough to reveal the delicate curve of her modest but perky breasts. Her nipples—already hard—stood against her thin bra as Raizen's hand circled around one, fingers teasing it gently, then firmly.
"Ah…! You're really good with your hands…" she whispered, cheeks flushed, breath ticklish against his neck.
Raizen grinned.
Of course I'm good. I trained with Succubus generals under the Third Circle of Lust. I've fingered demons who turned entire cities into orgies. This girl's like—level 1.
He leaned in and nibbled her earlobe, his other hand slipping lower, cupping her firm ass again while she grinded unconsciously against him.
She gasped.
And then—*
Her fingers unbuckled his belt.
His cock, already hard as a cursed spear, throbbed under her hand.
"You're seriously huge…" she murmured, staring wide-eyed. "Can I just—try it?"
Jackpot! I'll be bathing in essence for DAYS!
Raizen almost shed a tear.
Finally, a pure moment. No drama. No complicated emotions. Just—
Rika lowered herself slowly to her knees inside the cramped shaft.
Her warm breath ghosted over his tip.
She looked up at him, tongue slightly out, eyes dazed with rising heat—
Then his elbow accidentally hit the side panel.
BEEP.
WHIRRRRRRRRRR.
"…Wha—"
The shaft jolted.
Rika flinched, hand yanked back from his cock.
"W-What did you press?!"
"I—I don't know! My elbow slipped! Might be the button, I thought it wasn't working, oops"
The elevator creaked, then lifted.
Rika's face turned white.
"OH MY GOD—"
She scrambled to stand, shoving her tits back into her shirt, buttoning in lightning speed, smearing her flushed face with grease from her hand in pure panic.
Raizen stood there, pants already up, cock hard inside his jeans, mouth open.
"…N-No wait, just like 20 more seconds—"
She spun and slammed the emergency stop switch just before the doors opened.
DING—
They arrived at the second floor.
The doors creaked open… right near the Literature Club hallway.
Two passing girls glanced lazily at the elevator.
Inside, Rika stood ramrod straight, breathing heavily, arms behind her back like she'd been caught shoplifting in church.
Raizen stared at the ceiling like a war veteran whose final hope had just exploded in his arms.
"…Please," Rika whispered, still flushed. "Don't say anything to anyone. Please forget what happened here."
Then she ran off, toolbox forgotten inside the shaft.
Raizen didn't even move.
His dick was still hard. His soul? Shattered.
"…I've seen hellfire," he muttered. "I've fought Cerberus bare-handed. But nothing… nothing compares to the pain… of getting blue-balled by a wooden elevator."
The shaft doors slowly creaked shut again.
He slumped back against the wall, his whole body sinking.
But then—
He felt it.
That soft hum. The inner glow.
Lust energy. Rich. Dense. A swirling pulse settling into his core.
"…Not bad," he admitted. "That mouth was magic. She wanted it. I got a decent haul."
He opened his inner senses, letting the energy flood into his system.
"…Wait."
He blinked.
He ran the numbers in his head.
"…This is barely half what I got from yelling at Miss Xuē."
He stared at the ceiling again.
"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!"
I had her tits out! My cock in her hand! Her lips were right there! I was ten seconds away from Nirvana! But Xuē Liuyue just had to emotionally castrate me and THAT gives me more energy?!
He groaned.
"Am I cultivating off lust… or humiliation?", He sighed and added "then that Xuē girl is really something else"
He pressed his face to the shaft wall.
"…This world is broken."