The Chimeric Ascension of Lyudmila Springfield

Chapter Thirty-One: The Noelia Carpenter Story (R-18) – Part Two

I stripped Sekh and tucked her into bed. She woke and really, really didn’t want to let me go.  

“Masterrr… I wuv you!!! Hehehe!!! Maaaasterrrrr… I’m cold… Warm me up!!” She grabbed my hand and held it to her cheeks. My thumb brushed her lips, and her mouth accepted it. 

The way she licked it was lewd... Very, very lewd. 

“Let me go take a bath. I’ll join you in a little bit, okay?” I asked, gently removing my hand from her face. She rolled to her side, rubbing her cheek on the pillow we shared.  

“Hurry up… Masterrr…” She patted the empty space next to her. 

Tilde spotted my erection pitching a tent in my long skirt, and she flew over to sit on it like a chair as I walked to the bathroom.  Kokan must’ve filled the bath for us, so I used [Fireball] to light the contraption to heat the water.  

Tilde’s little hands tapped the tip of my penis when I undressed, and she asked me if I was about to jerk off. 

“Yeah,” I replied, using both hands to stroke my shaft. 

“Eh? That’s a waste when you’ve got some nice pussy like ten feet away. In other words, why would you use the shovel when you have access to an excavator? Doesn’t make sense. Especially since you often wake up to her gobbling the shaft.” 

“That’s different, and I don’t have her express permission. But...” I looked at Sekh through the open door, but an idea sprouted in my mind as I turned back to the flying fairy.  A lewd smile appeared on my lips. “Why don't you get me off?” 

“Fuckin' excuse me?” She put her hands on her hips, and I walked a step closer until my dick was right in front of her face. My cheeks felt flushed, so maybe the alcohol affected me more than I thought? 

“You always talk this big game, but don’t tell me you’re afraid? After all, in your words, I’m too small—” 

She slapped the exposed tip of my penis with both hands, pushed down, and flipped over it, landing on my shaft with her thighs squeezing it. I was too stunned by the athleticism to notice she had somehow disrobed. 

Okay, maybe she was experienced. 

“That’s right, babe. There’s more where that came from. Just relax your ass right there and let me handle it.” Scooting back to where her back pressed against me, she grinded her pussy on my penis. She worked her thighs far better than I could’ve imagined. Her black wings fluttered every few seconds, and the red energy flowing through them shimmered whenever her sweet voice escaped her pursed lips. She leaned back and stared up at me. 

“You’re actually kinda cute like this,” I said. I grew harder and transfigured a pair of tiny tongues on my shaft to enjoy her taste. 

“I’m...always adorable...and cute...” Tilde moaned. “Ahhhh... Damn... This...isn’t...anything... Mmmnnnn...” Tilde’s quivering body looked like a shock of electricity flowed through it. The spot she straddled immediately became warmer than usual... 

She came... 

Teasing her about it, she just growled and redoubled her efforts to get me off. She ordered me to hold out a hand. I did, and she flew to it and laid on her back. It took a few seconds to understand her plan, but she wanted me to jerk off while she clung to my penis like a koala hanging from a branch. 

“But be careful with my wings!” 

And I did just that. Tilde rubbed her head against my tip, running her lovely tongue all over it. She kissed it, rubbed it, licked it, sniffed it, and as the seconds progressed to minutes of me using her body to stroke myself, she came multiple times. Even if she was upside down, she never stopped humping me. Tilde used her legs and feet to stimulate my dangling testicles. As a reward, I transfigured yet another tongue to take care of her pussy. I wanted—no, I actively desired to create a penis, but as hard as I tried, I couldn’t make it smaller than 3”, which would’ve split Tilde in half, considering she wasn’t even a foot tall. 

But my tongue was a huge hit. 

“Maaster.... Hmmmm. Goddamn... Maybe... Maybe you aren’t so...small-- Ahhhhh!!! There... Keep... Licking... Mmmmmnnnnnnn!!!!” 

“I’m coming!!!!” The moment I felt my balls tense up, a stream of hot, thick semen shot from my penis, harrowingly missing Tilde’s head. She just watched; her eyes and nose filled with the sight and smell of my seed. After the fifth rope, the sixth barely trickled down my cock, covering Tilde’s head. She moaned and licked her lips. Both hands went to her crotch, and she only clung on by her feet. She masturbated upside down, furiously stimulating her clit while the tiny tongue filled her appealing snatch. 

The strength in her legs vanished, and I caught her, but she continued to play with herself for another few seconds before her face had this blissful afterglow. She saw my playful smile, then turned over on her stomach. Looking up, she narrowed her eyes and stole glances. “I-- I guess it was alright! Don’t let all the blood run to this tiny-ass cock just because you *managed* to get me off. I usually charge people a billion gold to spray their spunk on my face! You’re my Master, so—this time is free, yeah? But next time? You gotta pay up!” 

“Hahaha! Sure, whatever you say...” 

“It’s not funny! Tiny Dick! Quick Shot!” 

With her still in my hand, we finally moved to the bathtub and relaxed our exhausted bodies in the soothing water. “You call me a quick shot, but you came more than me. Tiny Dick? Yeah, right. Says the fairy who couldn’t even properly suck it.” 

“BWHA-- Shut—Shut up!” Tilde swam away to the other side of the tub after rinsing the semen off her face, but I gently snatched her. Forcing myself to get hard, I pointed my erection at a higher angle and sat Tilde on it. “H--Hey! I’m not a fuck toy.” 

“I know. I just want to be close to you right now. My oh, so gracious and beautiful and smart and intelligent and incredible instructor of the most powerful system to teach the Transcendent Dark Lord would allow her lowly student that much, right?” I asked, playing it up. 

“Hmph! I suppose it’s the least I can do...” Tilde crossed her arms after folding her wings, then leaned against my stomach. 

“That’s a good girl,” I whispered, patting her head.  

“Damn you, Master... Any girl would be weak to this...” she whispered. I knew she was embarrassed, but I kept it up because I cared about Tilde. I even loved her. 

After some silence, she opened her mouth. “This is our first time being alone, you know.” 

“And? Don’t tell me you dislike it.” I stretched my arms and legs, spreading them. 

“Just pointing out the obvious, you know.” We talked a lot about how to kill Noelia, but it was a corridor of words with no end in sight. “Can’t we ambush her? Use the map to jot down her schedule, find out when she’s alone, and we can spring a trap. It’ll be like the Saint Valentine’s Day Massacre. But you know, with far fewer guns since we just got a pistol. We just gotta cap her ass twice, and she’ll be dust.” 

“Nope,” I replied. When Tilde asked why, I said we were too weak. It was the same deal with the monster train group. Had I the power to handle any fallout, they would have died where they stood. But killing a Soul Warrior was far different than slaughtering an idiotic group. If Gloria realized it was us, she wouldn’t stop until we were six feet under. 

“Then what about getting in close? You know about Texas, right? And cowboying? I used to hang out with some Soul Warriors back in the day, and one of them was from Montana. They worked the Yellowstone Ranch. I think his name was Jamie or Kayce, but that’s not important. Hell, I’m a master of cunnilingus and a cunning linguist. I can make—” 

“No. Gloria probably has an eye on everyone who talks to Noelia. If she dies after you become her friend, you’re the prime suspect. But then you’ve seen with me, and I’m dragged into it. I can't do it for the same reason. She’s wild. One night, she’ll get drunk and probably strip me while I sleep. Boom, I’m a chimera, and the news is out by the next morning. Besides, betrayal paints an ugly flavor on my tongue, but I can’t shy away from it.” I raised my hand and watched the water fall from my dark fingers, noisily splashing.  

Tilde joked that I had some limits, and I did. But just a few, and they revolved around my allies. I would not, under any circumstance, betray Sekh, Irisa, her parents, or Tilde. I just wouldn’t.  

But taking advantage of my power to cause chaos from within my enemies by pretending to be one of them? Yeah, I’ll do that with a smile on my face. That kind of betrayal doesn’t bother me because my enemies deserve nothing less than death. Honestly? I kinda wished I could get close to Noelia and become a turncoat. A bitch like her deserves it, but it was just too risky.  

Tilde flew to my face and kissed my cheek. Her tiny hand reached up, and I touched it with my finger. “I love you, Master,” she whispered. “You know I’m not the sentimental type. I’ll rather fight now and fuck later, if you know what I mean, so think of this as a reward. For what? The fuck if I know. Maybe I’m getting soft in my old age. I’m pushing 6,000. And that’s only on this reincarnation, not the ones before. I’ve waited a long time for someone like you, Master.” 

“I love you too, Tilde.” 

“And... I’m sorry... If I’ve been too harsh, I mean. Remember the day morning after you fucked Big Tits? I didn’t mean to be that hard on you...” Tilde stood on my tits and looked down, her left arm holding her right on her stomach. 

“Why are you bringing it up?” I asked. 

“I dunno... I guess I’m feeling sensitive. But I’m sorry, alright!? I wish I was a bit gentler.” 

“It’s water under the bridge, Tilde. You didn’t say those things to destroy me. You said them to build me up. To teach me how to act in the future.” It was adorable seeing Tilde act so bashful. We chatted a bit more when I carefully washed her body and felt how wondrously soft her black wings were. They were pretty, too. The deep crimson running through them mesmerized my eyes. When I complimented her on her cuteness, the old Tilde I knew very well returned and ate my praise. 

She wanted to clean me, but she was too small. Tilde settled for my dick, but it was an odd feeling when I scrubbed the soap over my chest while getting a...bodyjob?  

Whatever it was called, it managed to get me off. Tilde was washing the tip with her soapy stomach when I came. The force of my ejaculation blew her away to the other side of the tub. 

“Hahaha! That isn’t even the first time that’s happened!” Tilde laughed. Semen clumped and When the water ran cold, we dried out soaking bodies and slipped into bed, with Tilde flying to her dresser to get under her handkerchief blanket. Sekh immediately grabbed and hugged her whole body against me, even wrapping her legs around mine and almost grinding her crotch in the process. Yeah, I expected that, but what came out of her mouth surprised me.  

“I love you, my liege.” 

My liege? It’s usually Master, but that’s fine. 

“I love you, too.” I kissed Sekh’s forehead, and I was off to sleep.