"Alright, let's get started with the detoxification. First, I need to analyze the poison affecting her—[Burden Analysis]!" Marsha chanted, her voice steady and commanding.
A soft white glow enveloped Karen's body, shimmering faintly as it illuminated the darkened veins creeping across her skin.
"This spell identifies 'negative conditions'—curses, poisons, that sort of thing," Marsha explained, her tone professional yet approachable, her violet eyes focused on the task.
"Hmm… yep, it's Basilisk venom, as expected," she said, nodding to herself. "Good news: I've got the spells to handle this. But it's going to drain a lot of my mana, so I'll need your 'cooperation' afterward. That okay?"
"Cooperation? Something I can do?" I asked, tilting my head, curious but willing.
"Oh, it's simple enough," she replied, a playful glint in her eyes.
"Then count me in," I said without hesitation, eager to repay her for saving Karen.
"Great. It's a promise, then," Marsha said, her lips curving into a delighted smile that carried a hint of mischief. She turned back to Karen, her demeanor shifting to one of focused determination.
"Just hang in there a bit longer, okay? [Detox Calibration], [Antidote Synthesis], [Toxin Dissipation]!" Marsha intoned, her hands moving gracefully as she cast a series of spells, each word resonating with power.
"Ugh… uhh…" Karen grimaced, her face contorted in pain for a moment, her breaths labored. But slowly, her expression softened, the tension easing from her features.
"Haa, haa…" Her breathing steadied, and color began to return to her cheeks, the sickly pallor fading as the black veins receded.
"Phew, it worked," Marsha said, exhaling with relief. "She'll sleep for a while, but when she wakes, she'll be fully recovered. Don't disturb her until then."
"Thank you so much!" I said, bowing deeply, gratitude flooding my chest.
"No need for thanks," Marsha replied, waving off my gesture with a casual smile. "But you're keeping that promise, right?"
"Promise?" I blinked, then remembered. "Oh, right, the cooperation you mentioned…"
"Exactly," she said, her voice dropping to a sultry murmur. "That spell took a lot of mana, and I need to replenish it. To do that… I need to 'absorb' some of your youthful vitality."
"Absorb…?" I echoed, my brow furrowing.
Her smile took on a lascivious edge, her violet eyes gleaming. "To put it plainly… we have sex, and through a ritual spell, I draw some of your energy to restore my mana. Simple, right?"
"W-What!?" I stammered, my face heating up, caught off guard by her bluntness.
"Don't get me wrong," she added, her tone teasing but sincere. "I'm only suggesting this because I like you. I don't just sleep with anyone, you know."
Her smile widened, warm yet provocative, and I found myself studying her anew. Marsha, a beautiful priestess in her early thirties, exuded a mature allure—her violet eyes, her graceful figure, the confidence in her every move. Saving Karen was reason enough to agree, but even without that debt, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't tempted.
Another invitation… I thought, my pulse quickening.
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Marsha and I climbed onto a second bed in the temple's chamber, our clothes discarded, bodies entwined in a heated embrace. We settled into a sixty-nine position, her lips and tongue teasing my length while I explored her slick folds with equal fervor.
"Nn, chu, rero… hamu, so… thick… hard…" Marsha murmured, her voice muffled as she took me into her mouth, her tongue swirling with practiced skill.
"Nn, chuu, it's… overflowing… reroo…" I groaned, my tongue delving into her drenched core, savoring the sweet-tart taste of her arousal, her scent filling my senses like a heady perfume.
My arousal stood rigid, pulsing under her expert ministrations, the slick warmth of her mouth enveloping me, sending jolts of pleasure up my spine. Not to be outdone, I focused on her clit, teasing it with precise licks, feeling her body tremble in response.
"Ahaa, nn… hauu…♡" Marsha shuddered, her hips bucking as I pressed my nose closer, inhaling her intoxicating aroma, the rich musk driving me wild.
Our mutual excitement escalated, her honey flooding my mouth as I lapped it up, our saliva mingling with her essence. My fingers slipped inside her, her hot, slick walls clenching tightly, a promise of the ecstasy that awaited.
If this feels this good with just my fingers… The thought of plunging into her sent my arousal soaring, my body aching with need.
"Aa, more… more, there… nn, hao…♡" Marsha moaned, her voice thick with pleasure as I sucked her clit harder, pushing her over the edge. Her body convulsed, and with a dopyu, busha, she climaxed, her release drenching my face in a warm torrent.
"Haa, haa… that was something else," Marsha panted, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she leaned in, kissing me deeply, our tongues tangling in a fervent dance. Her ample breasts jiggled—purun—as she sat up, her eyes gleaming with desire.
"Time to let my lower mouth have a taste," she purred, lowering herself onto me. With a zuburi, she took me in, her tight, molten heat swallowing my length to the hilt in a single, fluid motion.
"Aa, so youthful… filling me up so tightly…♡ Let's move," she said, her hands bracing against my chest as she began to rock her hips, her movements aggressive and confident, a woman in control.
"Haan, nn… yes, this is it… you're so good…!" she gasped, her pace quickening, her walls clenching rhythmically, milking me with every thrust.
"Ugh… it's… incredible…!" I groaned, matching her rhythm, thrusting upward, each movement intensifying the pleasure coursing through me. The more I pushed into her, the closer I edged toward release.
Marsha, however, retained a hint of composure. "Fufu, experience has its perks. I'm not there yet, but you're looking close…" she teased, her violet eyes glinting.
The thought of finishing first stung my pride. If I'm going down, I'm taking her with me. I surged into a final sprint, thrusting with relentless force—gatsu, gatsu, gatsu.
"An!? You're… still going so hard… no, I'm… I'm gonna… aah…!" Marsha's composure cracked, her expression tightening as her walls spasmed, gripping me with excruciating intensity.
I reached up, grabbing her swaying breasts, kneading their soft, yielding flesh, teasing her hardened nipples. Her pleasure was palpable, building toward a crescendo as I drove deeper, harder.
"Yah, haa… it's too good… I'm gonna come…" she gasped, her breaths ragged, her hips moving with desperate urgency.
My own release was imminent, the pressure overwhelming as her walls pulsed around me. "Haa, haa…!" My breaths echoed in the chamber, mingling with her primal moans.
"Nn, ahaa… I'm coming… I'm coming…!" Marsha arched back, her climax hitting as her body convulsed, her walls clamping down with unbearable force.
"Uoo… I'm done…!" I roared, unable to hold back.
Dopyu, byuu! Doku, doku…! My release flooded into her, pulse after pulse, as she trembled, her own climax amplified by the torrent soaking her insides.
"Aa… so much… I'm coming too…!" she cried, her body shuddering as she gushed again, her release drenching my lower abdomen.