Far in the distance, a young woman—around eighteen, maybe nineteen at most—was strolling through the forest. Magic danced on her fingertips in the form of glowing runes, crackling faintly with energy. She studied the trees carefully, her fingers brushing against their rough bark as if she wanted to understand them, deconstruct them, reconstruct them... feel everything they ever were.
"How magnificent," she murmured, her voice low and mature, laced with an unintentional sultriness that tickled the air. She had short, silvery-blonde hair that shimred faintly in the light. Her glowing cyan eyes—likely a product of magic or rare bloodline—were hypnotic, almost too striking for her delicate, youthful features.
Her boots, tipped with heels, made forest traversal a pain, but she didn't seem to mind. Her outfit was tight—leather, black as the void—and clung to her body like a second skin. It showcased her wide hips and soft, fertile thighs that jiggled ever so slightly with each step.
The fabric barely hid her lower body, clinging so tightly to her pussy that if she so much as bent forward, the secrets of her womanhood would be fully exposed. Her breasts, on the smaller side, didn't quite match Sylvaris's usual tastes—but her entire look scread danger and desire. Especially with that leather jacket and thigh-highs. She looked like a witch on the hunt for sothing forbidden.
"Sllrrrrrp... glrk... glrk... slrrrp—plop—chu... mmnnh~..."
A strange, wet sound echoed from deeper in the forest—rhythmic, filthy, unmistakably lewd.
A classic setup, really... but co on, you could've done better than this, couldn't you—Author?
"What in the abyss is that sound...?" she paused, her steps halting as her ears perked. "That... that wasn't running water, was it?"
Carefully, she crept toward the noise, each step featherlight on the grass. The runes around her fingers started to flicker—unstable, distressed. Her chest rose and fell faster, her breathing shaky. She could guess what kind of sound that was. And yet... curiosity demanded she confirm it for herself.
She pressed her back to a thick tree trunk and peeked out from behind it.
And there they were.
T-The elf... she's... no... is she really...?
Her eyes widened. Her breath hitched.
Never in her life had she seen anything like it—never a man naked in front of her, let alone... being pleasured by a sacred elf on her knees. Her lips parted in disbelief.
A sacred elf is... giving a blowjob...? To a human?
Her body froze, heat rushing to her cheeks, her eyes locked on the obscene act before her.
This would sell like crazy if I wrote it down... it's... it's research. Yeah. I'm observing. For academic purposes. Just a little longer won't hurt...
She tried to lie to herself, but her body told the truth.
"Pwah~... slurp... glrgh... glk—glk—gulp..."
Liraeth's bobs beca rougher, hungrier. The man's face twisted in bliss, mouth open, neck taut. The elf moaned shalessly around his cock.
"Nnnh~ I'll suck you dry before breakfast... then I'll ride you until sunset..."
The hidden girl's face went scarlet.
"She's really saying that out loud... while slurping like that?"
Her legs squeezed together. A heat blood between them—wet, pulsing. Shit... watching this is actually making horny...?
Her fingers trembled as they slid down her shorts. The leather peeled aside, exposing her glistening pussy, already leaking down her inner thighs.
"Haaah..." she inhaled sharply, pressing her fingers to her swollen clit.
Her knees buckled slightly. A jolt of electricity shot through her spine.
"Aaah... mmnh—" Her thighs shook. Her mind scread wrong, but her fingers kept moving—schlk... schlk...—as if acting on instinct.
Nnnh... maybe just a little more... ngh—ah... damn it... this isn't why I ca here... Her breathing was ragged, shallow.
"Haaah... what is he doing to her... why does it sound so good...?"
She bit her lip until it nearly bled.
If he makes moan loud enough to get caught... maybe he'll take next... ngh~... Her magic flared. The runes around her shimred, glowing crimson, pulsing with every twitch of her fingers.
"Nnngh—fuck—Liraeth—I'm cumming!"
His hips jerked. Thick bursts of cum flooded into the elf's throat.
"Glk... glrk... gulp... gulp... slrp... mmwah~"
Liraeth swallowed greedily, her throat working with slow, powerful gulps. She didn't spill a single drop. Her cheeks were flushed, her tongue darting across his tip like he was sacred.
The hidden girl's breath caught.
The way he looks at her... I want him to look at like that—ah—haaah—!
Sylvaris's expression, twisted in ecstasy, was too much.
"Nnnhh—f-fuck...!" Her back arched against the tree, magic sparking along her thigh as her climax hit—hot, hard, and utterly devastating.
I... I just ca watching him...
Her legs trembled. Her hand stayed between her thighs, her pussy twitching uncontrollably. She slumped against the bark, breathless, dazed.
What... what the hell is he...?
She couldn't look away. Couldn't stop herself.
"Sluuurrp... mwah~..." Liraeth pulled back with a soft pop. A dreamy smile played on her lips, cum dripping from her mouth before she licked it clean like it was the rarest treasure.
The sight alone triggered another tremor deep inside her soaked pussy.
"Mmmmn—aaaahh~!" She ca—again.
Her cyan eyes now glowed faintly pink.
Envy was born that day deep in her heart.
That precious cum... it should've been mine... wasted on that elf whore...
Her runes trembled slightly, turning violet. She could feel the hidden desires she'd long buried suddenly bursting forth. Her breathing grew ragged. Rage mixed with hunger, and her fingers twitched—ready to move, to strike down the woman who had stolen the man she was ant to have.
But before she could act—
Sylvaris's eyes were filled with glowing system ssages. Not only had he reached Level 5 in his Harem God system, but a new ssage flashed across his view:
[Arousal Detected: Unknown Female Nearby]
[Probability of New Harem mber: 100%]
His brows twitched in confusion. He turned his head and t her eyes.
The mysterious woman was still partially hidden behind the tree, but her thighs were slick with her own cum—creamy, white, and thick. The scent of lust clung to her like perfu, radiating deep, unrestrained desire.
The mont their eyes locked, her body froze, like a rabbit eting the wolf in the depths of the woods.
The confidence she had just monts ago evaporated in an instant. Her runes sparked in panic. And with a small gasp, she turned and darted away, her ass swaying hypnotically as she ran—leaving Sylvaris stunned, confused... and very pleasantly surprised.
He didn't know her na yet... but he'd rember the way her eyes burned before she ran.
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