Kassie stayed still, looking at me with neither a frown nor a soft expression. She seemed to be in deep thought, the lines of her face etched with some confusion.
’Well, at least she’s considering it.’
I kept my silence at that moment. Not that I wanted to give her time to think or anything — all the talking was making me breathless. I needed to catch my breath again, so I took the moment to just stay still and watch her be cute.
Worth dying for, honestly.
She brought her eyes to meet mine, a small focused frown knitting her red brows.
"But how will this happen, you’re heavily wounded and weak..."
I was silent for a moment. After catching my breath, I said to her:
"I’m a weak coward, Kassie. I never would think of mounting you... I can’t dominate you. For now, you are stronger than me. I think it is only right that you come on top of me and dominate me..."
Logically this was the only way. Being ridden might still lead me to my death, but at the very least I’d buy more time. With the way my injuries were aching, I wouldn’t even have succeeded two thrusts.
Besides, I didn’t care at the moment who was dominating — I just wanted someone to give me a deserving ending. After all, pride didn’t mean much when you were bleeding out with a hard-on.
Kassie’s gaze straightened. It was almost as if she was pleased to hear what I just said.
’Figures.’
I handed my hand towards her weakly. "Here..."
She gently took my hand and immediately trembled.
[Attribute: Summoner’s Touch Proficiency has increased]
[Attribute: Summoner’s Touch has reached level 2]
I took her hand into mine, leading her towards me with the slight pull. Her gaze held my own. There was something different about it — her red eyes that usually radiated so much confidence seemed like a little lamb’s.
’The Tyrant Empress, reduced to this.’
Even as she came closer and gently moved her massive thighs over me, red blush spreading across her cheeks, she was beautiful. Tender in a way that made me want to do anything to protect her, despite the fact that she could probably crush my skull with said thighs.
It was astonishing and unbelievable at the same time — how someone so strong, so dominating, could become so shy. So tamed.
’And I’m the one doing the taming.’
I felt her weight rest gently on me as she sat on my groin, placing the split of her vagina directly against it. She leaned slightly with both hands braced on my chest, trying not to release all her weight.
Thoughtful, even now.
"Are you okay?"
Her voice was not soft — it was so tender that soft lost its qualification for it. Like silk wrapped in velvet wrapped in concern.
I nodded at her, still holding her hands with Summoner’s Touch working its way into her body. There were intermittent trembles as she tried to hold it all in, but her face, her eyes... they were difficult to hide.
She bit down on her lower lip, her eyes losing focus and growing thinner as her face reddened.
"Wh—what... is... this... I feel... argh..."
That soft moan at the end ravaged my insides and made me hot beyond comprehension. It was suddenly as if there was no cold anymore — just heat and want and the feeling of her weight pressing down on me. I could also feel a lot of energy focused on my groin area as the mountain threatened to slam away the weight resting on it.
Not that it could.
’Not with these injuries.’
Kassie’s skin complexion got redder by the second as my hand ran over her smooth ivory skin. She bit down her lips, moving slowly — it seemed involuntary, like she was reacting automatically to the wave of pleasure that was hitting her with every subtle movement of my hand.
Each time, she released a soft moan, biting down on her lips and looking at me like a vicious viper. Eyes narrowed to slits, pupils emanating erotic crimson with their edges barely maintaining sanity.
’There she is.’
I grabbed her neck gently and pulled her in for a kiss, feeling my shoulder pinch me with pain. She leaned closer, her lips hovering over mine for a moment, our gazes interlocked.
And then she lowered her lips, touching mine.
The feel of her lips... it was ethereal. Different. Moist and intoxicating, making me lose sense of all other parts of my body except my lips. It felt like a crimson wave of pleasure — a different flavor, one that didn’t come close to what I’d experienced from Lira.
’Not better or worse. Just... different.’
It was unexplainable, but in that moment it had me thinking of the emphasis I’d been suspecting on sex with my summon.
It was good.
A very different kind of good.
And it was still just a kiss.
However, it signaled for me that it was time to take things to the next level. I moved my hand towards her lower abdomen and snuck it in, using Summoner’s Touch to caress the edges of her vulva.
Her body shook terribly — more than before — and she tore out a soft moan.
A moan that made me remember the way she moved during battle. How powerful the swing of her greatsword was, how Blizzard Maulers fell before her like wheat before the scythe. That same Tyrant Empress was on top of me now, submitted to my Touch, moaning into my ears, overwhelmed by a wave of pleasure only I could give her.
’Mine.’
The feeling alone was making me rise bigger than normal.
"Kassie... take it out..." I said in a husky, breathy tone.
She tore away from my kiss to look at me with a bit of confusion. Then I pointed her towards what she was leaning on.
’Come on. You can figure it out.’
She glanced down, her eyes reddened with pleasure, lost in the way she was feeling. At this point, there was no semblance of the dominating Red Conqueror anymore — the Tyrant Empress was now a needy virgin lady, desiring that I fuck her... for the good of us both.
’If only it were that simple.’
At least, that was what she believed.
’I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me after returning to the Spirit Realm.’
Though honestly, I doubted she would.