Inferna was still kissing Rin messily, her tongue deep in his mouth, swallowing every weak moan he let slip.
From watching what they were doing, Yuri lowered her head and swallowed Rin's dick, taking it deep until it all fit into her throat.
The sudden heat and pressure made Rin wince.
Unlike average, when he could stay detached and bored even during sex, he was at his most vulnerable right now. Every sensation struck him harshly; more overwhelming and raw.
Yuri's throat constricted around him in a certain pattern; her tongue pressed flat against the dick, stroking as she held him fully wrapped. Saliva gathered quickly, dripping down his cock and pooling on his lap.
Yuri then spat out his cock with a wet schlick. Saliva strings connected her lips to the glistening head for a moment before breaking.
Drool coated everything; the couch cushion beneath him, his thighs, the base of his meat rod. She looked up at him with those starry red eyes, calm and attentive, waiting for the next instruction.
"Good. Like that," Munganda purred, "but keep bobbing your head on it until he gives you his essence."
Her unnaturally long, split tongue curled around one of Rin's nipples, twirling the hardened bud in measured and drenched spirals while her fingers pinched and rolled the other.
Inferna had already shifted behind him. Her powerful thighs clamped around his waist like a holder, locking him in place.
She received his mouth again, kissing him with desperate, open-mouthed hunger; as though his lips were the only drug that could slake the fire inside her.
The indifferent mask she usually wore had shattered; her cheeks were very flushed, eyes glassy with raw need, and her tongue plunging deeper to taste every weak moan he let slip.
Yuri nodded at Munganda's directive, her red-star eyes never leaving Rin's face.
She dragged her tongue along the base of his cock in one long, dawdling stroke. The cock jerked under the wet heat, veins pulsing visibly.
Then she opened wide and took him back in; way deeper this time, until her nose brushed his pelvis and her throat flexed around the full length.
Rin's body jerked. His eyes flew wide, tears gathering at the corners as he gritted his teeth against the overwhelming rush.
Every nerve was raw and hypersensitive; the Lewd Meter had stripped away his usual detachment... but actually, Rin was acting stranger than usual that day.
He thrashed lightly, with hips twitching upward on instinct.
Yuri's hands settled on his thighs, her fingers nudging into his muscle for leverage. She began to bob as she was told; steady and cadenced, with her lips sealing tighter.
Wet squelching echoes filled the room with every descent of her head, more saliva bubbling at the corners of her mouth and sliding down in glistening trails.
"Eh? What exactly are you doing to him?" Munganda's voice hitched with genuine surprise. She had never seen Rin react like this—so sensual and so needy—even during 0% routine maintenance.
Yuri couldn't answer Munganda with her throat full of cock. She only kept going; sucking harder, slurping louder, her tongue pressing flat against the dick on every upstroke.
Inferna and Munganda paused their own ministrations, their eyes locked on the bizarre sight: Yuri's dark hair was swaying, her cheeks scooped inward, and her red-star gaze fixed upward on Rin's tear-streaked, pleasure-twisted face.
She picked up the speed; now smooth and relentless that Rin's hips stuttered, a choked groan tearing from his throat.
And then… he came intensely, spurting heavy floods straight down her throat.
Yuri pulled off slowly, and the moment his cock slipped free from her mouth, white essence overflowed out; spilling over her chin, and cascading down the expanse of her breasts, streaking her stomach in sticky lines.
Even after she released him completely, residual cum sprayed across her lips and cheeks. She opened her mouth wider, tongue extended, catching every drop like it was sacred.
She gulped with a soft and satisfied sound. "Master's essence… It tastes glorious."
«Notification: Lewd Meter has risen to 50%. Master's power level is stabilizing. Further sexual activity is currently unnecessary unless Master plans another battle»
Color began to stream back into Rin's cheeks. His breathing steadied, his eyes clearing from glassy to sharp.
And the hollows under his cheekbones filled out, muscle returning beneath his skin. He was himself again; the cocky, unbreakable Rin they all knew. Maintenance complete…
Or so it should have been.
Munganda and Inferna, seeing his condition become better, began to greet him.
Yuri leaned in too, smiling softly. "Welcome back to health, maste—"
Before Yuri could finish the greeting, Rin surged forward.
His hands clamped around her waist, fingers plowing into her pale skin. His face was flushed cherry-red as he dragged her mouth to his in a bruising, desperate kiss.
Yuri stiffened for half a heartbeat, being caught off guard, but then melted into it.
Her lips parted, her tongue meeting his in hungry strokes.
She licked into his mouth, bit his lower lip gently, sucked on his tongue like she wanted to drink him down. Rin groaned against her, the sound vibrating between them.
He fell back onto the couch, pulling her with him. Yuri straddled his lap, knees sinking into the cushions on either side of his hips. Their mouths never separated; their kissing excavating, more chaotic, with saliva mixing as tongues tangled.
Rin's hands slid down to grip her ass. He squeezed hard, kneading the firm, rounded cheeks like soft clay, with his fingers spreading her open slightly with every rough massage. Yuri arched into the touch, a low hum vibrating in her throat.
To the two maids watching, it was utterly shocking.
Yuri, the stoic, cosmic, expressionless entity until moments ago, now had a deep flush staining her cheeks and throat. Her red-star eyes had gone molten, pupils blown wide, fixed on Rin with the unmistakable look of a woman in complete heat.
"Master… something is wrong with me… here," Yuri whispered, her voice softer, more feminine, and less resonant. She guided one of his hands between her thighs, pressing his fingers against her soaked pussy. "Please… do something about the aching."
Saliva glistened on her chin, dripping in slow trails down the inner curves of her breasts.
Munganda stepped forward, concern flickering across her face. "You performed brilliantly, Yuri. I am in awe, but Master has probably had enough—"
"Sure," Rin cut in, his voice rough with desire. "I'll help. After all, this would be the first time, since my goddess, that I actually enjoyed any sexual activity."
The words landed like an explosive.
Munganda's foot caught on nothing, as she stumbled, with eyes wide.
Inferna froze mid-motion, her tail striking slightly in stunned silence.
Rin's hands slid under Yuri's ass again, lifting her effortlessly despite his earlier exhaustion. His cock stood rigid again; steel-hard, and flushed dark at the tip, already leaking precum. He positioned her above him, his swollen dick tip kissing her glossy pussy.
They locked eyes; passionate and unguarded, then Rin guided her down slowly.
The head parted her lower lips, slipping inside the tight, burning heat of her. Yuri's breath hitched, but Rin kept pushing, inch by inch, until gravity took over. Her weight dropped the rest of the way, swallowing him to the root.
"Ahn~!"
Yuri—the undefeated Void Keeper, Thrúiowre—let out a sensitive and erotic moan as her cervix kissed the tip of Rin's cock. Her inner walls clenched hard around him, fluttering in frantic pulses.
«Notification: Lewd Meter has reached 79%. Further sexual activity can be postponed»
But Rin wasn't listening anymore.