To think there would actually be a day when Faen had to admit defeat.
Concluding yet another round of vigorous pounding, Faen wiped the sweat from his forehead. With a mix of awe and wistfulness, he looked at Soraka, who was lying on her side in front of him, lowering her head to clean up his mess. She looked only slightly fatigued. Shaking his head in amazement, he reached out and gave her ass a resounding slap. As ripples rolled across her plump cheeks, he said:
"As expected of the Starchild. This is the first time I've ever felt so thoroughly satisfied by a single girl. And judging by your state, you clearly handled it with ease? You barely even made a sound."
Hearing Faen's words, Soraka, still busy cleaning him, shook her head peacefully and replied calmly, "That is not the case. In truth, my body reached its limit long ago. Toward the end, my nerves went numb, and I lost all control over my body. Those few slaps you just gave me caused my lower body to spasm and squirt. The reason I did not make a sound was simply because I discovered that enduring those impulses effectively increased my body temperature and tightness on a physiological level, thereby enhancing your experience."
Watching Soraka calmly state her physical condition and explain the logical reasoning behind her silence, Faen licked his lips once again.
Perhaps even Soraka didn't realize that her current tranquility and honesty further stoked Faen's desire to conquer and possess her from another angle. However, Faen knew this wasn't the time—this wasn't the Spirit Realm. They had been having sex in this Material Realm cave for over three hours. A long time had passed; Kalan and the others were probably still waiting outside.
It was a good thing Faen and Soraka had set up magical silencing wards here. Otherwise, even though Soraka didn't scream wildly in mindless ecstasy like Zeri or Caitlyn, the sheer volume of their intense copulation would have been enough to attract the attention of anyone nearby.
Amidst his thoughts, Soraka, who had been diligently eating his cock, let out a few soft hums before spitting the monstrous meat out of her mouth. She said calmly, "I don't know why... but it has grown large again. Do we need another round?"
Saying this, Soraka propped herself up. Although her mind remained crystal clear, untainted by the carnal desires of the flesh, her body itself had clearly reached its absolute limit. The moment she propped herself up and turned her back to Faen, she wobbled inexplicably and nearly fell over. However, she managed to stabilize her center of gravity, spread her legs, and reached a hand back to spread her already visibly swollen, thoroughly cream-stuffed backdoor, which was still continuously leaking thick milky fluids.
Looking back at Faen, Soraka didn't say a word, but her meaning was undeniably clear. Feeling the peaceful, serene gaze of the Starchild, Faen's "lower house" fiercely rallied, making him lick his lips involuntarily. However, after checking the time, Faen ultimately shook his head. He moved in front of Soraka, had her wrap her breasts around it, grabbed the pearlescent horn on her forehead like a handlebar, and viciously shoved his hotdog into her mouth.
"If we keep going, it'll delay important matters. Let's make this quick."
"Mhm."
With her mouth full, it was inconvenient to speak, so Soraka simply nodded vaguely. She then grabbed her own breasts, squeezing and kneading them vigorously around his shaft, while her small, fragrant lips sucked powerfully. This time, Faen was purely doing it to appease his lower house, so he didn't hold back much. Once he felt he was close, he grunted and unloaded everything inside. Soraka was clearly a very meticulous girl. Even though Faen was so casual about it, she still earnestly and diligently swallowed it whole, only opening her mouth to spit the monstrous meat out once it had completely finished emptying its flood and began showing slight signs of softening.
She swallowed hard for a moment, then opened her mouth toward Faen to show him—although she didn't know the exact mechanics behind it, Soraka could feel that when she did this, Faen's sense of satisfaction and desire to conquer grew immensely, which in turn significantly weakened the corruption of Ashlesh. After showing him, Soraka lowered her head again, cupping the monstrous meat and sucking it clean. Only after every last drop of the sweet nectar was sucked down her esophagus did she nod to indicate she was finished.
Looking at his cock, clean as new without a speck of grime, Faen licked his lips. Gripping the base of the shaft, he ruthlessly rubbed it all over Soraka's face for quite a while. He rubbed so hard that Soraka's exquisite features were distorted by the meat before he finally felt satisfied and called it a day.
"Do you need a change of clothes?" Faen asked, looking at Soraka.
Because their copulation had been somewhat brutal, Soraka's previous clothes had been completely torn to shreds. To this, Soraka simply shook her head. She extended a finger, and accompanied by dancing starlight, streaks of astral colors landed on her body, quickly forming into a golden mage's robe.
However, as soon as the robe finished weaving itself, Soraka subconsciously frowned. Under Faen's gaze, she lifted the front hem of her robe and looked down at her somewhat swollen flower bud with a look of helplessness—previously, when this starlight robe settled on her body, both the outer gown and the inner panties fit her perfectly, leaving no trace. But now, because her "little sister" was swollen, the thin, triangular panties were wedged perfectly into the crevice of her flower valley.
Although this level of stimulation didn't affect Soraka in the slightest—after a full round of Faen's "development," her nerves were currently numb, making this level of friction negligible—what dissatisfied Soraka was that, with the panties wedged in the middle, the slightly parted flower bud was leaking a few streaks of creamy cum. Having gained some understanding of Faen's personality, Soraka knew very well that Faen preferred to see all of his seed stored securely within her womb to be slowly absorbed, soaking every inch of her flesh and blood, turning her lower body into his shape, thereby making her entire being—from the inside out—something he enjoyed and found convenient to use.
Seeing the leakage, Soraka released healing energy to stimulate blood flow and reduce the swelling, then used a Star Barrier to seal everything inside her body. Only after ensuring not a single drop would leak out did she nod in satisfaction. She then turned her peaceful gaze to Faen and asked, "Are you satisfied with this?"
"Immensely satisfied. Extremely satisfied." Faen gave her a thumbs-up—as expected of a Celestial denizen. When it comes to kink, you might lack experience, but your purity is absolutely top-tier.
Feeling Faen's joy, Soraka nodded, then said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, you seem very keen on pumping those fluids into my body? Is there a specific need for that? If you don't mind telling me, I can try adjusting my body to further satisfy you."