"Mmmph... Haah... Mmmph..."
As the intensity of the "fountain" gradually subsided and then stopped, Rimono Momoki's body slowly softened, almost entirely relying on Alistair to hold her up. She felt light as a balloon, her eyes half-closed, still immersed in the afterglow of her flight.
Although both of them could see Masaki standing at the door, this didn't disrupt their actions. Instead, it added an element of novelty and excitement to their interaction... or perhaps only Alistair thought so, as Rimono Momoki was already too deep in the "abyss" of pleasure for Masaki to affect her.
"Pop~"
Alistair released his mouth, letting one of Rimono Momoki's big treasures drop with gravity. It slapped against Rimono Momoki's own body with a soft slap.
"Tsk tsk, not bad."
Alistair smacked his lips, savoring the lingering milky fragrance in his mouth. It was highly satisfactory.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a flash of lightning split the sky, briefly illuminating the land. A massive clap of thunder followed, startling both Alistair and Rimono Momoki.
Sensing Rimono Momoki's sudden tremble, Alistair knew she was frightened. He pulled her into his embrace, buried his head in her fair neck, and whispered words of comfort.
Alistair also stopped propping himself up. He and Rimono Momoki lay sideways on the bed. While comforting Rimono Momoki, he glanced at the so-called "boyfriend" to see his reaction.
The lightning and thunder were sudden, so Masaki was naturally startled. He wasn't particularly brave to begin with, and the happy chat with his girlfriend had relaxed his guard. When the storm struck, he was so shocked that he instinctively flung his hand out, throwing the umbrella he was holding away. Considering the rain was still falling heavily—even if not as intense as before, it was still dense—Masaki was inevitably hit by the wind-blown raindrops. While he wouldn't get sick, it was certainly uncomfortable and made him look quite disheveled.
Alistair chuckled with a sense of schadenfreude. Although he didn't have a habit of deliberately bullying good people, watching the boyfriend of the girl in his arms suffer a bit was good entertainment.
After all, smiles don't disappear; they just transfer to someone else's face.
"Rimono, that lightning and thunder were really scary. I wonder if you heard it. I was so startled the wind blew my umbrella away. What bad luck."
The phone call hadn't ended, so Masaki immediately started telling Rimono Momoki about his experience, his tone full of helpless frustration at his bad luck.
Shit! I forgot about that. While Alistair found this quite amusing, he didn't want to directly confront Rimono Momoki's boyfriend.
Alistair looked at the phone that had fallen from Rimono Momoki's slack hand when her body went soft. He felt the situation was getting a little complicated. However, Alistair didn't really care if Masaki found out; he just thought it would be more fun if he didn't.
"Rimono? Rimono?"
Not hearing the familiar response, Masaki repeated his girlfriend's name several times, his anxiety rising.
"Hello, sir. The lady suddenly rushed to the restroom just now. She might have been in a hurry. I saw the call was still connected, so I wanted to let you know." Alistair picked up the phone. After a moment of thought, he decided it would be more amusing not to let Masaki know the truth, so he quickly fabricated an excuse. He figured he'd try it out, regardless of how credible it was.
"Oh? Oh, I see. It seems she's still a bit too reckless, which makes me worry easily... Ah, I'm sorry, I talked too much. Thank you for the explanation, you've been a great help." Masaki didn't doubt Alistair's words much. He simply sighed again at his girlfriend's "big heart" and then thanked Alistair before falling silent.
Alistair looked at the phone screen, which still showed the call was connected, and felt a little speechless. Is he planning to keep talking?
However, it didn't matter. He just needed to wait a bit for Rimono Momoki to sober up. Besides, the "serious" part of the guidance hadn't even started yet. There was no way he was going to let Rimono Momoki off the hook just yet.
As for Rimono Momoki's physical condition, Alistair's Horse Talisman ability could handle it. Physical exhaustion could be eliminated by the power of the Horse Talisman. Only mental fatigue couldn't be removed; otherwise, Alistair could create a perpetual motion machine. Rimono Momoki's current state was merely due to excessive pleasure. The physical fatigue from the muscle tension, combined with the emptiness after the intense pleasure, made her look utterly spaced out. A little "treatment" would fix it.
However, [Pheromones] were not a tangible substance; they existed between existence and non-existence, like destiny, subtle yet present, though not as complex. This substance couldn't be collected, but it was undoubtedly present in everything Alistair's body produced. If the Horse Talisman hadn't been "solidified" into Alistair's inherent abilities, perhaps it wouldn't have been involved. But since it had become Alistair's intrinsic ability, it was "directly related" to Alistair. This meant that this situation was equivalent to Alistair directly injecting the [Pheromones] into Rimono Momoki's body, and so...
"Mmmh~ Ooh~ Nngh, nngh, nngh..."
Rimono Momoki received the "healing energy" treatment, but at the same time, her body felt increasingly hot, especially since she was pressed tightly against Alistair. One of Alistair's hands was still resting on her snowy peak, and that heat was conducted from Alistair's palm through her melon to her entire body. Rimono Momoki felt like Alistair's hand was a branding iron, "tormenting" her, but this feeling was both "painful" and intensely pleasurable.
Rimono Momoki felt she could clearly sense every inch of skin Alistair touched. Every point of contact made her body cheer. Her body craved contact with Alistair; it wanted more, deeper contact. A simple stroke was not enough, her body was telling her.
Fortunately, Rimono Momoki hadn't forgotten what had just happened. She was just overstimulated and tired, not fully asleep, so she had heard everything Alistair said. Even though her body was craving more, her brain knew she still had to placate someone.
"Ha~ Ha~ I'm sorry, Masaki-kun. I suddenly had a stomach ache and had to run to the restroom."
Rimono Momoki continued the lie Alistair fabricated. Due to Alistair's actions, her body was already aroused, making her breathing rapid. She didn't have to fake the appearance of rushing back from the restroom, though the sensuality in her voice was slightly more pronounced. But she figured it would be fine; a simple comment about his dirty mind would quickly change the subject.
"Mhm, I know. A waiter already told me, so I've been waiting for you to come back. I really need to thank that waiter, or I would have worried myself sick. When are you going to get rid of that careless attitude?"
Masaki acknowledged her, then explained to Rimono Momoki, and smoothly transitioned into scolding her a bit. He even expressed gratitude towards Alistair.
"Oh, mhm, I know, I know~"
Rimono Momoki casually placated Masaki while placing her free hand on the hand Alistair had been using to grab one of her melons. She overlapped her hand with Alistair's and then, with a slight force, gripped Alistair's hand, causing it to actively squeeze and knead her large, soft melon, as if Alistair's hand was doing it of its own volition.
If Alistair were to turn Rimono Momoki's face towards him, he would see her face was now completely flushed with excitement, like a sweets lover tasting an unprecedentedly delicious dessert. That excitement, satisfaction, and the deep-seated obsession in her pupils made her unable to control herself. She even wanted to yell to vent it out. Fortunately, she retained a sliver of rationality, remembering she was still on the phone with "her beloved Masaki-kun." She used dismissive words like "Ah," "Mhm," and "Oh" to cope, and perhaps the awareness of her ongoing relationship with Masaki made her even more sensitive to the pleasure.
Alistair's kneading movements suddenly became aggressive and rough. However, Alistair knew his limits; the pain would only be minimal. Consequently, Rimono Momoki's pleasure didn't decrease; instead, it became even more pronounced due to the slight stinging sensation. Coupled with her increasingly sensitive physical reactions, her excitement not only didn't diminish but intensified further.
"Mmmh-woo... Alistair-senpai, please teach me deeper knowledge~ I want to understand motto motto (more and more) knowledge~"
Rimono Momoki suddenly turned her head. Alistair's head was already buried in her neck. With her turn, her warm, wet lips touched Alistair's ear. She whispered to Alistair, then extended her warm, slick little tongue and began to lick Alistair's ear.
"Hiss~"
Alistair hadn't expected Rimono Momoki to know that. Alistair's ear had never been treated this way. Even Natsunoha Shinomiya had only licked his neck, and others had only kissed him. No one had ever licked his ear like Rimono Momoki.
Alistair felt the stimulation coming from his ear. His hands paused for a moment, then gripped Rimono Momoki's proud twin peaks even harder. Rimono Momoki clearly didn't mind this level of "massage" and continued her "attack" on Alistair's ear. She gently enclosed Alistair's earlobe in her mouth, lightly nibbling, and licked it with her warm, slick tongue, much like Alistair had dealt with Rimono Momoki's little cherry earlier—teasing Alistair's earlobe, savoring it as if it were a delicious piece of cake.