Jett returned to his mansion along with his maids.
It had indeed been quite a long day, but at last he was back ho, where he felt the most comfortable and truly safe.
No matter what burdens ca at him, he would always be able to find solace in his bedroom and calmly think through many quite pressing topics.
He had just taken a quick shower and changed into light comfy clothes, which quietly doubled as his pajamas.
With no one at his side, Jett walked to the main window overlooking the carriage’s front and stared at Skia from a new angle, which gave him a full view of the capital’s thoroughfare.
Commoners and soldiers moved across safe bridges made of wood, cleaning up the ss despite the Dragon Catacombs’ chasm still gaping open at the capital.
Dragons had long since returned ho, but the consequences of their raid remained.
People occasionally stole glances at Jett’s carriage‑mansion.
So expressed respect and were grateful for his presence, but others were completely and absolutely opposite.
Jett felt more responsible toward the latter, perhaps because the weight of his choice still pressed on him.
No longer feeling inclined to dwell on the issue, Jett plunged into the soft cushions of his bed.
My bedroom’s been slling like honey lately, Jett mused, unsure where the notion ca from, his eyes fixed on the ceiling window where countless stars brightly twinkled at him.
Noctlisa was way too adorable today.
With that thought warming him, Jett simply fell asleep.
...
Going to sleep under the twinkling stars and the image of the adorable dullahan, Jett expected to wake to the sun blinding him.
Upon opening his eyes, he saw Mia’s crimson eyes warm at the sight of him finally awake, her golden hair shining as though absorbing every ray of sunlight.
"Good afternoon, Master Jett," Mia greeted softly.
"Afternoon? I must have slept for hours," Jett muttered, still half‑dazed.
"It is natural to sleep for hours, especially after using a lot of your mana and stamina, to say nothing of the ntal burden," Mia replied, making it clear she had heard about everything that had happened in the Dragon Catacombs.
Jett’s mind was refreshed.
He now had answers the exhausted him could not find earlier.
He said, "People with strength and influence have to pay so kind of price for it. I have already started paying mine. But that will not change my views. I do not want common people to suffer just because they were born common. I will perform my warden missions with this principle in mind."
"Splendid choice," Mia said, smiling. "We are the sa, Master Jett. Your maids, too, paid so price, either before becoming maids or after. We have taken various important decisions, but we also should not forget to treasure little monts that complete our lives."
"Little monts, huh?" Jett replied.
"Yes. For , one of those monts is to always see your sleeping face first... and silently smile at your morning wood," Mia chuckled.
Although Jett did not want to think about it, his cock was indeed erect and raring to go after sleeping for hours in his bedroom.
He had regenerated his mana and stamina, which seemingly influenced his libido as a consequence.
It was a normal occurrence for Jett, but he was not in the mood until Mia stressed that it was one of the highlights of her life.
For him, having a devoted maid like her who was also in love with him was likewise a highlight of his own life.
To make her happy and let her enjoy her new life at his side was one of Jett’s priorities.
He also could not deny that he found her far hotter than most won he had seen so far, and her beauty aroused him a lot.
"You brought back to my mood prior to us leaving that cliff spot. Seeing you every day and being the main subject of your care is what makes my life the best," Jett candidly confessed, easing onto his bed.
He simply sank back into his cushions and closed his eyes, which was more than Mia needed to know what to do.
"I am..." Mia began, only to pause, not wanting to sound formal. "...happy. Your words an a whole lot to , Master Jett."
While speaking, her hands set Jett’s cock free, which sprang from its shackles and rose to a high attention, demanding plenty of it.
Thick veins ran along the utterly thick shaft, and precum already leaked at the crown.
Just like n feel much more testosterone after training at the gym, Jett had gone through so many stimulations that even he did not know how badly he needed to release the pent‑up stress this way.
Quickly enough, he felt Mia’s hand tighten around his shaft, pumping him up and down.
She controlled the pace so well that Jett could only focus on the brimming pleasure building at his crotch.
She had grown so skilled at masturbating him that Jett doubted whether he was better at it himself despite his years of experience.
As more heat climbed his cock, Mia added her hot breath to the play, preparing to swallow him whole upon his ejaculation.
Before that happened, she still controlled the pace and left kisses around him, tasting his precum.
When Jett felt he could no longer hold back, Mia was the first to act.
She opened her mouth wide and swallowed his tip whole.
Jett pushed his pelvis up, his balls tensing, and finally ca buckets in her mouth, releasing thick ropes one after another.
Mia put her inexperienced self to sha as she swallowed everything without choking, breathing calmly while her master shoved everything along with his frustration into her.
Though her face reddened and her eyelashes fluttered, it was her heart that ward up the most while beating aloud.
Not only did she enjoy those monts trendously, having Jett in the palm of her hand and making him feel good, the reward she received from it tasted heavenly and deepened their bond, raising her World Tree.
Once Mia sucked everything along with Jett’s soul, she let his cock go.
Jett sank into his cushions again and contentedly sighed.
"You are great, Mia," he whispered, still relishing the pleasure.
"I have a lively Master, after all," Mia said, licking her lips and curling them up.
Jett opened his eyes and looked at her.
In that single mont, all he could think about were his feelings and how hot Mia was.
At the sa ti, he recalled Noctlisa’s adorable face, which made him realize he had fallen in love with her for real.
Perhaps she still had not fallen in love with him, aning he was the first one to fall in love... again, and he chuckled.
At this point, nothing but making Mia jealous and aware of his feelings interested Jett.
He told her to get on top of him, but with her ass facing his head.
I can’t believe I haven’t tried sixty‑nine yet, given how big of a it is. And... I see where the honey sll is coming from...
Jett deadpanned for a second despite having Mia’s thighs wrapped in black kneesocks, her plump ass crowned straight before his face.
His bedroom slled like honey, and now he realized the source of that scent.
He knew that her juices slled like that, but the fragrance lingering in his bedroom could only an one thing.
"Mia," Jett said while pulling Mia’s panties to the side, exposing her lower lips. "When I give you permission to enter my bedroom while I am out so you can use my mansion’s mana... do you use mana while getting off in my room?"
It ant that she fought and masturbated at the sa ti.
Just how crazy was that?
It was so crazy that he could hardly believe himself.
What did it even feel like to feel good and kill people at the sa ti?
Mia’s heart jumped into her throat.
Perhaps even the World Tree’s seed went along with her heart as she felt sothing squeeze her throat too much.
Her Master had uncovered her strange behavior—sothing she was proud of yet too frightened to share with him.
"Mia?" Jett asked. I hit bull’s‑eye, didn’t I?
"Master Jett’s... correct. I... I am a pervert who gets stronger while sniffing her master’s sll! I unconsciously hump Master’s pillow while performing orders!" Mia confessed, growing more limp with each word.
Holy shit! It’s fucking unbelievable! But this entire maid thing, mana refinent through sex, and even her World Tree growing with his sen... it was like everything was pushing her to be a pervert. He could not bla her. It was actually his responsibility to keep it in the bed and stop her from getting any weirder ideas.
Jett blew air onto her pussy, making Mia shudder.
"I see. So the head maid of my house is actually such a pervert, huh? If the head maid is like that, won’t the rest take an example?"
"I... I have no words, Master Jett," Mia confessed.
"I do not mind seeing more of that pervert side in my bedroom. If that makes you stronger as well, you will be locked in my bedroom from now on whenever I tell you to use my mansion’s mana. But that shall remain our secret, so no one else follows your example. Is that clear?" Jett asked.
"Yes, Master Jett!" Mia replied with clear enthusiasm.
"Good girl," he said, wrapping his arms around her ass and digging in!
Sixty‑nine really turned out to be quite a treat!
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