[Ah.]
After the short kiss, the Dark Spiritualist gazed at with moist eyes.
Who could call this woman a re spirit? Thanks to a miracle known as magic, fueled by the resource called mana, the presence of this woman, known as the Dark Spiritualist, weighed heavily upon .
[I feel good.]
Co to think of it, this was the first ti I had seen her without her veil.
[Would it be alright if we did it once more?]
“…”
It was ridiculous but even in this situation, I felt guilty.
Was it really okay for to act like this toward her? Naturally, the images of Findenai, Erica, and Stella all flashed through my mind.
However, before I could dwell on it for long, as if it were already too late to refuse, the Dark Spiritualist stood on her tiptoes and kissed once more.
It was another short kiss.
No warmth, no breath, no scent—but the sense of touch that remained was undeniably real.
[You’re not going to do it?]
Her eyes, gazing at as I stood frozen like a stone, were filled with a plea.
“But…”
Findenai’s anger, Erica’s sorrow, Stella’s longing—From the mont I realized that my every action could hurt them, I could no longer act carelessly.
Because they were all precious to , and the fact that I could not reach out to any one of them made feel all the more foolish.
[Who is standing before you right now?]
“…”
[I have already gone this far.]
The Dark Spiritualist, who exuded a truly alluring presence just monts ago, now stood with flushed cheeks.
As her growing nervousness beca impossible to hide, it seed she could no longer maintain her act.
[I’m really embarrassed right now. But I… I want you, so I sohow endured until now.]
“Dark Spiritualist…”
[Call Jenny.]
The mont she removed her veil, her na had changed as well. The woman before was no longer the necromancer who once reached the pinnacle of her craft.
She had now beco Jenny, a woman in love.
[Please, don’t leave hanging like this.]
Guilt. Once again, guilt settled heavily upon my shoulders.
Affection was truly sweet. But it also ca with responsibility.
And no matter what choice I made, it was inevitable soone would be hurt.
If that were the case, the only thing I could do was move as they wished and bear the responsibility for it.
Running away wouldn’t change anything, so I took a step forward.
Where would this relationship ultimately lead?
And as I realized that I was now crossing a river with no way to return…
This ti, I was the one who kissed the Dark Spiritualist. It was short, but we expressed our affection as our tongues moved hesitantly.
[Gasp. Gasp.]
Though she did not need to breathe, her breath was unnaturally ragged. Watching her slightly protruding tongue, as if savoring the lingering sensation of our kiss, I felt a strange satisfaction.
[Mmph!]
I leaned in and kissed her once more.
This ti, the kiss lasted longer than expected.
Just like when we were learning magic, we carefully explored each other and beca each other’s teachers.
Ironically, she was a spirit, and I was in an artificial body.
Our kiss continued endlessly, without the need to catch our breaths.
[Heub!]
And even though it wasn’t necessary, she occasionally let out ragged breaths and subtly twisted her body, pressing her chest against mine.
I often heard Findenai grumble about how the Dark Spiritualist’s body was perfectly designed for seducing n.
And now that I was personally experiencing it, I had no choice but to admit it’s overwhelming effect.
[Haaah…]
Deep in the dark forest, the concept of ti was unclear. I had no idea how long our kiss had lasted for, but at so point, she leaned against a large tree, gazing up at .
Since I only acted passively until now, it must have been embarrassing for her.
“Don’t say anything.”
So this ti, even without having her say a word, I intended to understand what she desired and give it to her.
[Hnnngh!]
As I carefully supported her buttocks with my hands, a different reaction escaped from her lips.
Though there was no warmth, the prolonged kiss had heated her body, making her more sensitive.
I moved my fingers gently.
And with just one upward motion, her soft flesh rippled like waves.
[Hngh! W-What are you doing?]
Her breathy, moaning response unexpectedly began stirring sothing within .
She tried to push my hand away from her butt, but there was no real strength behind it.
When I squeezed her chest with my other hand, the Dark Spiritualist bit her lips desperately, pretending to remain composed.
This feels like I’m conquering her.
Her face turned red, but as if she had expected it, she didn’t seem particularly shaken. That deanor which seed like re bravado caused to feel irritated for no reason.
And so, I applied a bit more pressure to the hand holding her chest, raising it a little before bringing my tongue to the hardened tip protruding through her robe.
[Heut?!]
Even though I had rely run my tongue over her clothes once, the mask of composure the Dark Spiritualist was struggling to maintain shattered in an instant.
Overwheld by the sudden rush of pleasure, she instinctively tried to retreat, but my grip on her hip tightened, holding her firmly in place so she couldn’t move freely.
“Since you’re in your spirit form, does it even make a difference if you’re wearing clothes or not?”
[D-Don’t speak… while sucking!]
“I just… got curious all of a sudden.”
[I get it! So keep your tongue—!]
I apologize, but that wasn’t possible.
I could feel the weight of her voluptuous chest and the stiff peaks of her nipples beneath the black robe.
Licking them was a simple, yet surprisingly addictive act.
[Ah, please…!]
In the end, she ended up struggling while covering her face with one hand, but this only led to putting more strength into my hand.
My curiosity continued to grow.
Would it make any difference whether or not she wore a robe when she was in her spirit form?
Being a necromancer, my curiosity about souls was inevitable.
And solving it was my duty as well.
I gathered a faint amount of mana in my hand.
Having noticed sothing, the Dark Spiritualist lowered her hand from her face and glared at .
[W-What are you doing?!]
Her robe naturally lted into my mana. And soon after, the Dark Spiritualist beca a voluptuous, yet pale, naked form without a single thread of clothing on her.
I wondered if it was because we were in the forest, but wasn’t this an unusual outfit for such an unusual place?
[W-wait a minute! This isn’t it! This is really not…!]
To begin with, her chest was so massive that just raising her under breast slightly let it touch my face.
Glancing directly at her face, I licked her nipple with my tongue once again.
[Haa-eu-eu-eu-ut!]
Her head imdiately jolted upward, and her waist trembled. Surprised by her reaction that exceeded my expectations, I beca more imrsed as I saw her body expressing satisfaction, contrary to her words.
The continuous cries echoed throughout the forest.
How much ti had passed like that?
The Dark Spiritualist, looking exhausted, gazed at with a limp body.
Slowly, I pulled my tongue away from her chest.
There was no need to say anything.
My hand that had been supporting her buttocks was already moving to her waist to hold her in place, while the hand supporting her under breast slowly drifted downward.
[K-Kim… Shinwoo!]
Seemingly dazed, the Dark Spiritualist could only call my na.
As I tightened my grip around her waist to prevent her from collapsing, my other hand was already reaching between her legs.
Her body was truly beautiful.
I never imagined that I would have such a thought while gazing at the naked body of a woman, but she was truly a luscious beauty.
And so, I continued my preparations to harvest the woman, cautious yet with great care, like a fruit.
The term “wet” alone couldn’t fully describe her genitalia. Not only were her pubic hairs completely drenched with slick fluids, but they were also dripping down her thighs continuously.
It seed the stimulation had affected her more strongly than I had anticipated.
[Kim… Shinwooooo! Shinoo!]
“Jenny.”
This ti, I gently caressed her as I whispered to the Dark Spiritualist, who could do nothing but call my na repeatedly.
[Hah! Hah!]
A broken moan burst out, accompanied by the sound of wetness.
In an attempt to hold on, she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around my neck to cling to . Although her arms felt slightly uncomfortable, it didn’t matter.
[I-I’m…! Again, again…!Hnnngggh!]
My hand grew wet from the gushing fluids.
How is this possible, even though she’s a spirit?
Even in the heat of excitent, a part of my mind remained cold, analyzing the current situation.
How was the Dark Spiritualist, being a spirit, exhibiting such human-like traits?
Since she didn’t have a physical body, there was no need for her to consu or excrete anything.
Yet, the Dark Spiritualist in front of was releasing fluids uncontrollably, just like a human.
[Hahp!]
And as if noticing that I was lost in thought for a mont, the Dark Spiritualist kissed while still clinging onto .
The mont our tongues intertwined once more, I couldn’t help but open my eyes.
How am I able to feel the warmth here?
It was strange.
I could even feel her saliva, and my lips began getting wet again.
Though the Dark Spiritualist seed too out of it to notice.
After the kiss, the Dark Spiritualist, still not completely coherent, instinctively moved her hand downward.
Her touch on my lower half was gentle yet urgent.
[I… I also want to do it.]
“…”
And without saying a word, I let her go, and she slowly knelt in front of .
Unfortunately, even though I could feel so level of sensation, my artificial body still couldn’t experience physical pleasure.
So, in reality, it was a aningless act.
However, in spite of that, the Dark Spiritualist, wanting to do sothing for , unbuckled my belt.
That re act was more lewd and arousing than I expected.
And just as I felt my body heating up again…
Crackle!
A cracking sound erupted.
Fragnts fell from my cheek, and soon after my artificial body began to collapse.
[Ah…]
The recent excessive actions had put a strain on the artificial body. While the movents weren’t excessive at the mont, it seed that as my emotions heightened, mana would circulate more quickly.
The Dark Spiritualist stared blankly at the shattered pieces of my artificial body.
Feeling awkward, I scratched the back of my head and suggested we head back.
[T-th-that’s…!]
Still on her knees, the naked Dark Spiritualist buried her face and shouted.
[That’s so unfairrrrrrr!]
***
Normally, she should have felt so awkwardness, but the Dark Spiritualist was showing none of that presently.
[Unfair! Unfair! You’re the only one having fun!]
If anything, wasn’t it the Dark Spiritualist who had fun? But even if I said that, she wouldn’t accept it.
[I also wanted to tornt you! Like, this and that! Thud thud! Crunch crunch!]
Crunch?
I was about to warn her not to bite, but we had already arrived ho.
There was an extra backup artificial body Professor Fel had given in the storage, so I suggested going there first, but the Dark Spiritualist just stared blankly.
[Sh-should we do it again?]
It was a suggestive proposal, but the answer was obviously no.
“Everyone’s waiting for us.”
I wasn’t sure how much ti had passed, but it was quite late. And knowing them, they probably weren’t asleep.
[Hiiiing.]
Still disappointed, the Dark Spiritualist bit her lip softly as she reminisced about what had just transpired.
Now, there was no warmth or breath that could be felt.
What was that, really?
My guess was that it might be related to the concept of a “ntal body” that Velas, the god of festivals and joy, had ntioned.
Creak.
And as I opened the door and stepped inside, I noticed a pillow lying all alone in the living room for so reason.
Standing in front of it with her arms crossed, Findenai declared to .
“Sleep alone, you damn bastard!”
We got caught.
***
sko-fi/genesisforsaken
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