"Panting heavily, Hayasaka Ai caught her breath as Kagura, taking pity on her, withdrew his member to allow her a moment's respite. With a faint blush coloring her cheeks, she turned her head aside and murmured, 'It's not that I am incapable of bringing you to climax... rather, my inept master, maintaining this position must be quite exhausting for you, isn't it? Furthermore... the initial release is the most intense and pleasurable; surely, you desire to experience it within me?'
'Indeed, your words align with my own intentions,' Kagura replied.
With that, Kagura slowly retreated and stepped down from the bed. Hayasaka Ai, in seamless cooperation, hooked her fingertips under the edge of her undergarment, arching her body to slide it down to her knees. Kagura then took over, removing it from her left leg while allowing it to remain dangling from her right.
'Oh my... what a deviant young master you are,' Hayasaka Ai remarked, her cheeks flushing as she playfully chided him for not fully removing her garment.
'Hmph... for a maiden untouched, you are remarkably aroused. What right have you to label me thus?' Kagura retorted.
With that, Kagura leaned forward, slipping beneath the voluminous folds of her maid's skirt. He drew near to the moist, alluring crevice between her thighs, its scent captivating him. Cradling her supple legs, he delicately applied his tongue to her tender flesh.
At the mere contact, Hayasaka Ai reflexively drew her legs inward, a soft moan escaping her lips as tremors coursed through her body.
'You... you scoundrel, so fond of delving beneath a maid's skirts... perhaps you should meet your end in such a manner?' she gasped.
'Even at this juncture, you persist in your defiance?' Kagura queried.
'It tickles... cease your words in that place!' she pleaded.
Ceasing further banter, Kagura devoted himself to caressing the tender folds with his tongue. It was akin to a slender volume of vellum, its pages turned and explored by his lips and tongue. He imbibed the 'wisdom' within, yet it continued to flow forth in abundance, warm and sweet, the essence of longing.
Upon the bed, Hayasaka Ai arched her abdomen repeatedly before sinking back down, her hands clutching and twisting the bedsheet into peculiar forms. She endeavored to stifle her voice, yet could not entirely contain it. Despite having reached the pinnacle of pleasure numerous times, she obstinately declared, 'Truly... I feel nothing at all, Lord Kagura.'
'Then I shall ensure you experience it fully,' Kagura asserted.
With that, Kagura extricated himself from beneath her skirt, a soft sound accompanying the wiping of his lips. He grasped her waist and drew her towards the bed's edge, then aligned his impatient manhood with the lowermost part of her nectar-slicked crevice.
The protruding tip was gradually enfolded by the delicate pleats of her intimacy, the heat so inviting that Kagura nearly voiced his pleasure. Yet, he refrained from immediate penetration, instead bending forward to tenderly stroke her cheek and inquire, 'May I proceed?'
'Fool—' she retorted, her voice languid and detached as she rolled her eyes. Then, closing them, she tilted her chin upward, her cherry lips parting invitingly for his kiss.
Having recently pleasured him with her mouth, and he her with his, neither found cause for hesitation. Thus, Kagura pressed his lips to hers with fervor.
Her tongue swiftly intertwined with his, clinging as though reluctant to release him. Interpreting this as her assent, Kagura proceeded to advance his hips, gradually introducing his engorged manhood into her depths.
'Detection: You have graduated from virginity. Auxiliary system awakening. Formal activation will commence upon the conclusion of your inaugural night.'
Scarcely had he begun to savor the moist embrace and the contractions within Hayasaka Ai when an peculiar, androgynous voice echoed in his consciousness. Momentarily taken aback, Kagura surmised that he was indeed a transmigrator. Yet, he swiftly redirected his focus to the carnal delights shared with Hayasaka Ai.
The softness of her lips and the fervent dance of her tongue within his mouth were vividly perceptible, yet paramount was the sensation of his manhood, newly acquainted with feminine allure. It was ensconced within her exceedingly lubricated and viscous sanctum, which clasped him with a rhythmic suction that seemed intent on extracting his very essence.
Her arousal was profound, rendering the internal warmth greater than Kagura had anticipated. This sensation diverged markedly from his prior digital explorations; his member, akin to an extension of his consciousness, was wholly immersed in the undulations of her intimate confines.
Contrary to the norm for maidens, Hayasaka Ai's sanctum, though unacquainted with his flesh, had been acquainted with sundry implements at Kagura's behest. Thus, she experienced no discomfort, swiftly ascending to a state of heightened desire. Tentatively, she encircled his waist with her robust legs, securing her ankles at his back.
Newly divested of his chastity, Kagura had no inclination for leisurely indulgence. A singular desire consumed him: to delve into her utmost depths and engage in vigorous coition.
And so he did. Kagura drove his hips forward with considerable force, causing Hayasaka Ai to break from their kiss. She involuntarily parted her lips to draw in deep breaths, her eyes momentarily losing focus. Yet, she quickly clamped down on her lip, endeavoring to maintain a facade of indifference.
With a silent chuckle, Kagura retracted briefly before plunging deeply once more. The apex of his manhood effortlessly struck a yielding yet resilient expanse within her, which he recognized as her cervical threshold. Hayasaka Ai was immediately assailed by a paradoxical blend of ache and ecstasy, the intensity of which nearly moved her to tears. Nevertheless, she valiantly suppressed the urge to weep.
—Truly, the comfort within her is unparalleled... it seems as though my manhood could remain ensconced in her embrace indefinitely.
'As expected of you, my lascivious maid, Hayasaka Ai,' Kagura murmured.
Drawing near, Kagura maintained a gentle rhythm of ingress and egress with his manhood. He lavished attention upon her earlobe with his tongue, nibbled delicately at her auricle, and inhaled the scent of her tresses beside her feverish ear. 'Are you so enamored of my manhood?' he whispered. 'Your sanctum clings to me with such fervor, as though loath to release me, and its heat is akin to a fever. Ah, I comprehend—your upper lips have partaken of my essence on numerous occasions, and now your lower lips yearn for the same, do they not tac?'
'Heh...' With eyes shut, Hayasaka Ai strove to withhold any undignified sounds, instead turning her visage and retorting with forced bravado, 'It is evident that you, my deviant master, have long harbored the desire to inundate my unsullied maidenly womb with your seed. Is your wish for me to conceive so ardent? You threaten to rend me asunder... akin to a beast in rut. Proceed, then, for I am but your maid... unburden yourself of your sordid cravings without restraint.'
'Damn you, licentious maid! I shall ravish you thoroughly!' Kagura exclaimed.
With a guttural exclamation, Kagura applied slightly more pressure to his bite upon her ear, eliciting a pained gasp from Hayasaka Ai. Promptly, he relinquished his hold, rose upright, and seized her waist with unyielding grip. He commenced a vigorous oscillation, compelling Hayasaka Ai to unfurl her legs from their embrace about his midsection.
The bed's canopy, in the gloom of the rainy day, cast a shadow that veiled Hayasaka Ai from her abdomen upward. Upon rising, Kagura could but dimly discern her hands, bereft of purpose, feebly clawing at the bedsheet, her elbows in constant motion. In contrast, the site of their union was laid bare to his gaze: the flesh proximate to her sanctum remained alabaster, yet her labial petals bore a gentle hue of cherry blossom. Each time he withdrew with vigor, a modicum of rosy tissue from her portal was momentarily exposed.
Though fully aware that the recipient of his ardent attentions was none other than his devoted maid, Hayasaka Ai, with whom he shared his daily life, the surreal and salacious tableau before him evoked in Kagura the sensation of coupling with a servile being fashioned solely for such purposes. This illusion was heightened by the sight of her pristine undergarment, suspended from her leg, which lent her an air of vulnerability and pathos.
Yet, in truth, Hayasaka Ai had long yearned for this moment.
'Is it to be so fervent from the outset?' Hayasaka Ai queried, straining to grasp a pillow and clamping her teeth upon its corner to muffle her labored breaths. With a strained chuckle, she added, 'Pray, do not capitulate within a mere three minutes, my cherished deviant master, lest I deride you for eternity... ah—'
'Mock me? Hmph... with that truthful little mouth below, perhaps?' Kagura retorted.
Being his inaugural experience, Kagura was uncertain of the precise loci that would elicit pleasure in Hayasaka Ai. Nonetheless, given their habitual banter, he seized this chance to administer a lesson, resolved not to relent even should she suffer discomfort. Consequently, he resorted to a primal ferocity, relentlessly directing his manhood towards her cervical barrier."