Could it be that Ferris actually has yuri tendencies?
Even if that's the case, questions remain. Why here of all places...?
Finally, the brunette girl's fingers reached Ferris's intimate area.
"―Ngh⁉"
Ferris's eyes widened for a moment as the girl's hand slipped under her skirt.
"●＆〆★□●＆※..."
"★§, ＃◇☆〆〓★●〆?"
Ferris said something, and the brunette girl responded.
Ferris bit her lip and fell silent.
The brunette girl licked her lips.
She forcefully pulled up Ferris's jacket, exposing her white bra. She shifted the bra with her mouth and began running her tongue over the small swell beneath it.
At the same time, her fingers wriggled inside Ferris's panties, and Ferris's face turned bright red, like a boiled octopus.
Ferris slid her back down the wall, her legs giving out, and slumped to the floor.
The brunette girl calmly pushed her down onto the cold floor and continued her actions.
She licked and nibbled Ferris's nipples. Then, she sealed Ferris's mouth with a kiss, thrusting her tongue deep inside, making muffled sounds. Afterward, she sucked on Ferris's fox ears, pulling saliva threads.
"Fi… fi… fi…"
Ferris let out an indescribably cute voice through her half-open mouth. Her breath grew heavy, and her eyes glazed over.
The brunette girl is a pro. No wonder she's always making out with everyone at school.
Ah, this looks so fun… I'd love to join in.
I felt a sharp sensation at the tip of my penis. The girl glared at me, her teeth clenched. I was distracted, even though I was receiving such wonderful service.
But come on, how could I look away from that?
After all, I'm Ferris's guardian. I might need to stop this at some point.
For a moment, the girl and I locked eyes, both frozen.
...
Just kidding. I love watching lesbians. It'd be a waste not to.
Look, even now. The brunette girl is scooping up my spilled semen from the floor, stuffing it into Ferris's mouth, and playing with it, making juicy sounds.
Ferris's consciousness was foggy, and she was at the brunette girl's mercy—her tongue pinched, her lips smeared with the milky fluid.
The brunette girl stared intently at Ferris's melting expression, panting heavily.
Ferris's tongue is so small and cute. Instead of the mess on the floor, I'd love to give her a fresh load straight from my thick penis… Wait, if the brunette girl tries to insert her semen-covered fingers into Ferris's lower lips, maybe I should stop her.
As I thought this, the girl, still sucking my penis, let out a small sigh through her nose. With a look of exasperation, she began swallowing me whole. Slurp, slurp. A thrilling sensation crawled up my spine. I couldn't look away from this either.
But my attention kept wandering back to them.
What does the brunette girl plan to do next? I'm so curious. It doesn't seem like she brought any toys.
Ferris, subjected to the brunette girl's relentless caresses, began gasping for air like a fish flopping on the shore.
The brunette girl looked down at her with satisfaction and pulled away.
She slowly pulled Ferris's panties up to her knees, and a transparent thread stretched from the soaked white fabric.
Ferris was lying with her head turned toward me, so unfortunately, her most intimate area was hidden by her skirt.
The brunette girl sucked on her glistening fingers, the same ones that had just been playing with Ferris's secret folds, with a dreamy expression.
In her eyes burned a thick, lustful flame.
The next moment, the brunette girl casually ripped off Ferris's panties and buried her face in her skirt.
Ferris's eyes widened in shock, and her hips jerked.
"―Huaa⁉ Aaan~⁉ Nn~⁉ Nnn⁉"
Even aliens' moans aren't that different from humans'. Ferris's tiny cries echoed softly in the cell.
"Hoo… hoo… hoo… hoo… nnn~…"
Ferris seemed embarrassed to make noise, desperately covering her mouth with both hands. But her suppressed moans had already transformed into those of a woman in heat.
The blue, flirtatious sounds echoed repeatedly off the hard floor and walls of the cell, creating an immersive surround experience for my ears.
Hearing this, my brainstem began oozing testosterone, the hormone of desire.
"Ngh! ―Ngh! ―Ngu! Nngu!"
The brunette girl's head moved up and down, and Ferris's neck arched in response.
Unable to bear it, Ferris clutched the brunette girl's black hair with both hands, but her head, wedged between Ferris's thighs, remained firmly suctioned.
I couldn't see the detailed cunnilingus scene.
The frustrating invisibility of the questionable membrane movements happening there, combined with Ferris's accelerating breaths, only fueled my imagination.
A woman's head was nestled between the legs of Ferris, who seemed sexually passive, and from deep within, squelching sounds leaked out. In sync with those sounds, the fox girl writhed her body erotically, moaning, "Mmm…! Mmm…!"
Tears clouded Ferris's usually bright eyes.
This was a kind of shocking footage.
Ferris seemed to be reaching small orgasms one after another, perhaps due to the brunette girl's skilled technique.
The brunette girl alternated between massaging Ferris's buttocks and stroking her fox tail, then slipped her hand into her own hot pants for comfort. She repeated this routine tirelessly.
For now, it looked incredibly fun.
As Ferris arched her back repeatedly, her body eventually reduced to nothing but twitching, convulsing flesh.
Still, the brunette girl's assault didn't stop. Seizing the opportunity of Ferris's lost resistance, she pressed her face even closer than before, her enthusiasm rivaling that of a buttered dog.
Finally, Ferris lay on the cold floor, her legs spread wide and shameless, accepting the act.
Her lifeless eyes met mine.
A single tear rolled down from her glistening eyeball.
"Ji… bo… dan—"
From Ferris's mouth, my name slipped out along with her saliva.
…What is this? It's incredibly arousing.
It feels like I'm experiencing a cuckold rape scenario.
On the floor, Ferris's body went limp, helplessly orgasming from the brunette girl's cunnilingus.
Watching this scene while receiving a deep throat from the girl made me feel as if I were violating Ferris's depths myself.
When I looked at the girl, she noticed and flashed a mischievous smile, intensifying her throat movements. "Gngng…" Her throat bobbed up and down, and the warm, slippery friction assaulted both the tip and underside of my penis.
The strange reassurance that Ferris wasn't actually being raped—or perhaps the small anxiety that she might be—acted as a spice, masking my guilt at being aroused by her shameless state.
"Ngh~~~~~~~~~⁉"
Ferris arched her back sharply, lifting her hips in a voiceless scream. I was so captivated by Ferris's climaxing face that I forgot to signal my own release, cumming deep in the girl's throat.
"―Ngh, guh――――Gopo!"
A mixture of saliva and semen gurgled out of the girl's mouth.
Perhaps because my desires were stimulated in an unusual way, my ejaculate seemed thicker than usual. Unusually, the girl coughed as she spat out my thick penis.
"Cough… cough…"
I indulged in the luxury of alternating my gaze between the girl's struggling face and Ferris's dazed expression.
At the edge of my vision, the brunette girl stood up smoothly. It seemed she was done too.
—Wait, no, she wasn't.
The brunette girl hovered over Ferris once more, sharing a deep, intense kiss.
Ferris, with a blank expression, responded by entwining her tongue firmly. Their tongues, peeking through their lips, intertwined like mating slugs.
Wow… the training is complete. Amazing.
As I watched in awe, the brunette girl finally stood up.
Still licking her wet fingers, she walked toward me.
The girl shifted slightly on the floor, making way.
The brunette girl stood before me and placed her hand on my chest.
…Huh? Wait, could it be—?
'Hello. Are you Jivodan?'
A youthful, sultry voice resonated directly in my brain.
Here it comes… This must be telepathy.
But how do I respond?
Caught off guard by the unexpected lesbian scene in the cell, I'd completely forgotten to prepare.
Abigail said telepathy isn't about reading thoughts indiscriminately, but I can't risk thinking anything reckless.
'I'm Lydia. If you understand me, give me some sign, okay?'
I hesitated, then jerked my restrained penis.
Lydia burst out laughing at the sight.
'—Sorry, you're tied up, huh. But you really understand me…'
She looked up at me, impressed.
'Ferris said there was a Butcher here who could understand her, so I thought she was joking—'
Lydia smiled, revealing small fangs.
'I have this power called telepathy, which lets me talk directly to you. If you want to say something, touch my body and think hard… Oh, but you're restrained, so you can't touch me.'
She extended her dark, slick tongue.
Lydia flinched for a moment but quickly realized my intent and didn't stop my tongue from touching her arm.
My tongue stuck to her brown shoulder.
Alright, I guess I just need to think to communicate.
'I'm Jivodan. Ferris's knight.'
Lydia looked up at me, momentarily bewildered. It seemed she understood.
'Not Jivodan?'
'That was Ferris's mistake.'
'Huh?' Lydia looked stunned, then burst out laughing.