"Umm, why is this happening to me?"
Claudia was silently enjoying Adonis's relaxing massages, but suddenly she felt too warm down there.
Her face flushed like a ripe apple, and her heartbeat quickened like she was running a marathon. Then, her lower valley became hot and sensitive.
Not long after, she could feel herself getting wet down there. Juices began to lubricate her inner walls, as if they were preparing for insertion.
Her breasts also felt perkier and firmer.
Her pupils, which had been fixed on the ground until now, suddenly dilated.
As Adonis's godly hands moved down her back,
"Ahn!" she suddenly released a soft moan.
She froze. Her own voice sounded foreign to her—higher, breathier, and embarrassingly needy.
A Royal Knight did not make sounds like that. Not in training halls. Not in front of anyone, least of all a young man barely out of his apprenticeship.
Yet the sound had escaped anyway.
[ Harem Force +8 ]
Even though the moaning sound was soft and quiet, Adonis heard it clearly. But he didn't interrupt, as those moans were giving him points.
[ Harem Force +9 ]
Adonis's hands paused for only a second, while fingers still pressed warmly into the small of her back, right where the curve of her spine met the swell of her hips.
He didn't pull away. He didn't speak. He simply harvested the points, while the invisible tide of aphrodisiac continued to seep from his palms.
Inside, Claudia's mind scrambled in confusion.
"What is this? Why is my body reacting like this?"
The warmth between her thighs had grown insistent, almost pulsing now. Her pussy folds felt swollen, slick, and hypersensitive even to the soft press of her own training shorts.
Every tiny shift of her hips sent a fresh ripple of sensation racing up her spine. Her nipples had hardened to aching points beneath the fabric of her underwear, rubbing almost painfully against the material with each shallow breath.
She clenched her jaw, trying to force discipline back into her limbs.
This was wrong. This was improper. She should order him to stop. She should stand up. She should…
Exactly at that moment, Adonis's thumbs traced a slow, deliberate line along the dip above her tailbone.
"Nnh…"
Another small helpless sound leaked out before she could catch it.
[ Harem Force +10 ]
Her thighs pressed together instinctively, but the motion only worsened the heat gathering there. A fresh trickle of arousal dampened her undergarments. She could clearly feel unmistakable wetness soaking through.
Her face burned hotter. Shame and confusion warred with something far more dangerous: curiosity.
'It's just a massage,' she told herself desperately. 'He's only touching my back. Nothing more. It's… it's the exhaustion. The strain from earlier. That's all.'
But even as she thought it, her body betrayed her again. Her back arched just a fraction, pushing her hips backward toward his hands as if chasing more of that sinful warmth.
Adonis spoke then, perfectly maintaining his innocent face:
"Is everything alright, My Lady? Should I adjust the pressure? Or… should I stop?"
The question sounded considerate. Concerned, even.
Claudia didn't suspect anything.
Unaware, he was now a predator who already understood exactly how deeply the hook had sunk.
She swallowed hard and replied:
"No. Don't stop."
The words, spoken like a mosquito, left her before she could think better of them.
She bit her lip immediately after, mortified.
Adonis's grin widened, and so fingers resumed their slow, rhythmic motion, deeper now, kneading into the tight muscles flanking her spine, then sliding outward along her lower back in long, languid strokes that came dangerously close to the upper curve of her ass.
Each pass sent another wave of volcanic pleasure rolling through her core.
Her breathing turned ragged.
Her pupils remained blown wide, dark and glassy, fixed on the stone floor as though it might offer salvation.
Inside her mind, a single frantic thought repeated over and over:
'What… what is happening to me?'
[ Harem Force +25 ]
[ Target's guard lowered: Mild Trust → Growing Confusion + Budding Arousal]
[ Ether remaining: 79/101 ]
Adonis kept his face carefully neutral, as if he were the very picture of earnest focus.
But in the privacy of his thoughts, that familiar perverted smile bloomed once more.
'That's it, Claudia.'
'Let it build inside you.'
'You're already becoming mine, you just don't know how deep yet.'
[ Affection Level: 34% (Impressed) ]
The massage session continued for a long time. Though Adonis felt greatly tempted to take things to the next step, he knew the risk was great.
But this scene of Adonis touching the Royal Knight's body was captured by Logan, Lexi, Lucia, and Lucas.
And their expressions were a thing to behold.
Their jaws were about to drop to the ground.
"Damn it. This doesn't make any sense at all. Why is this bastard getting such treatment, touching her body, when he was supposed to receive punishment instead?" Logan muttered under his breath, fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white.
Lexi stood frozen beside him, eyes wide as saucers, one hand unconsciously covering her mouth.
From their hidden vantage point behind a row of training dummies, the two siblings watched in stunned silence as Claudia, Claudia Nont Hellitrix, the Adjudicator, sat with her back turned to Adonis, head slightly bowed, shoulders relaxed in a way none of them had ever seen.
His hands moved with slow, deliberate care across her back, and every now and then a faint, almost inaudible sigh escaped her lips.
It wasn't just the touch. It was the way she allowed it. The way she hadn't shoved him away. The way her posture, always rigid and commanding, had melted into something softer, more vulnerable.
Logan shook his head violently, as if trying to delete the image from his mind.
"This has to be some kind of trick. There's no way. No fucking way."
Lexi nodded,
"He's massaging her, big brother. And she's letting him comfortably. But I heard Lady Hellitrix doesn't let anyone touch her like that. Not even the princes and princesses get that close without permission."
She added more,
"But look at her face now. She's flushed. Actually flushed.
Big brother, do you think he is using some kind of secret art? Charm? Poison? Something?"
Logan snarled,
"Doesn't matter. Whatever it is, that little shit is way out of line. Touching a Royal Knight like she's some tavern girl? If word gets out… our family will be shamed."
"Shh! Big brother," Lexi cautioned. "She's moving."
In the lounge, Claudia changed her position a little. Not away from Adonis's hands, toward them. Her back arched just a fraction, pressing into his palms as if seeking more pleasure.
"Um, it's so good. Keep doing it, Adonis."
Logan felt envious. It should have been him, instead of that bastard.
But he could do nothing but swallow air.
Adonis, oblivious or perhaps perfectly aware of his hidden audience, kept his expression innocent, focused, and almost reverent. His fingers worked deeper into the muscles along her spine, coaxing out another tiny shiver from the powerful knight.
[ Harem Force +18 ]
[ Target's guard lowered: Growing Confusion + Budding Arousal → Subtle Acceptance ]
Inside Adonis's mind, the notifications lit up like fireworks.
He didn't dare push further, not yet. Not with so many witnesses around. But the progress, the feeling of touching this Valkyrie's body, it was intoxicating.
From the shadows, Logan ground his teeth.
"I'm going to kill him."