Chapter 194 Longevity
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
Yuuri slid his thumbs into the leg openings of her long skirt, his grip tightening as he bunched the heavy fabric and hiked it upward. He offered no mercy to her modesty; with a rough, impatient tug, he bared the lush curve of her thighs, the stark white of her stockings held firm by a garter belt, and the thin silk guarding Ashley’s most private sanctuary. Even in the dim light of the room, that pristine white fabric stood out, though it was now lewdly translucent, soaked through with the evidence of her arousal.
”Look at this. You’re drenched all the way to the top,” Yuuri said. His voice dropped to a low, predatory growl. “These panties couldn’t even contain it; you’ve stained your skin halfway to your knees. Didn’t you just bathe and put on a fresh pair?”
”Yes… but…” Ashley stammered, her voice a desperate slur. “Lord Yuuri… ever since you took me in front of everyone… you’ve been staring right through me. You’ve been looking deep into my belly, haven’t you? A servant can feel that… I felt your gaze piercing me the whole time. It’s no wonder I’ve become such a mushy mess down there… ah! H-ooh!”
Over the last year, the servants had spent their study sessions poring over the magazines provided in the bedroom. Under Marina’s direction-fueled by her knowledge of trends from her previous life-the other two had used their tailoring skills to evolve their lingerie. It was no longer just practical; it was an invitation. Now, that masterfully crafted white silk was plastered to Ashley’s skin, a transparent map of her desire. At the center, the swell of her mound pushed against the fabric, the friction turning the silk white again where it peaked over her engorged clitoris.
Without a second’s hesitation, Yuuri reached for that vivid, pulsing point. To punish the rebellion of this model servant, he caught the sensitive nub between his fingers and began to roll it. Ashley, a noble maid who usually carried herself with such poise, let out a raw, guttural keen. Her tongue flicked out and her beautiful features twisted into a mask of pure, unadulterated pleasure.
”Ah! Stop! Please…!” Ashley cried, her voice breaking. “Don’t make it… echo through me like that! I’m sorry… I’m so sorry! It’s my fault for letting you see… for imagining you inside me… I couldn’t help it! I started dripping for you all on my own…!”
”So, Ashley is an honest girl after all,” Yuuri murmured. “I’m glad you want me. And don’t worry-I’m going to give you exactly what you need. You were the one who begged me to fill your womb, after all. I’m going to liberate this body of yours-this body that knows exactly how to drive me mad-from the shackles of a human lifespan. I’m going to use you until you’re worn out. You should be grateful.”
Watching her-clad in the formal attire of a servant, yet shamelessly begging for him-made it impossible for Yuuri to keep his cool. Her sweet, frantic cries vibrated in his ears, and his grip on her clitoris tightened. He realized he was crushing the sensitive bud, his fingers slick with her nectar, and Ashley responded by throwing her legs wide, thrusting her crotch up to meet his hand.
”Look at you, begging with your hips,” Yuuri said, his breath hot against her ear. “Do you want it that badly, you little slut-maid?”
”I do! I want it… I want it so much!” Ashley wailed. “I need your mercy, Lord Yuuri! I’m an erotic maid… I can’t find peace unless it’s your c**k… I can’t even live unless I’m fawning over you… I’m built for this!”
Because she was so tightly buttoned up in her maid’s uniform, the sight of her swaying breasts was hidden, which only served to focus Yuuri’s attention on her face and the soaking heat between her legs. There was a unique, forbidden allure to Ashley in this moment. As he worked his fingers into her, he heard her desperate moans turn into a pained, frantic plea.
”Yuuri… please! I can’t… I can’t reach it like this! It hurts… it’s too much!” she sobbed. “Please… if I don’t get you soon, I’ll lose my mind! Take me… it’s yours, it’s ready for you! Just dig into me and make me c**m! Please!”
For a servant, the master’s c**k was the only key to release. And for the master, when the vessel was this ready, there was no reason to delay. Usually, Yuuri didn’t have the luxury of teasing her-there were always other servants waiting. But today, as he looked up, he saw her crotch tattoo ¹ glowing a bruised, angry red. Her face was a portrait of near-tearful desperation.
”Fine. If you’re that desperate, spread yourself open and wait,” Yuuri said. “I’m going in.”
”Ah! Thank you! Thank you, Master…!” Ashley gasped. “Here… right here! This place belongs only to you… I’ve been waiting… I’ll keep it open… please…!”
Yuuri couldn’t admit that he’d been so distracted by the novelty of her desperation that he’d actually forgotten to move. He fumbled with his own clothes; he was still wearing the formal suit he’d worn for the Merchant Guild Shelm ² invitation, and he was so painfully hard it was a struggle to free himself. Frustrated, he tore at his belt, kicking his trousers and underwear away. He looked ridiculous-formal from the waist up, bared and engorged from the waist down-but he didn’t care. He grabbed Ashley’s hips and hoisted her up.
He didn’t need permission, but having it made the heat even more intense. Ashley’s body was his property, after all. He didn’t have the patience for a slow entry; he simply drove his hips forward, burying himself inside her for the sole purpose of his own relief.
Ashley didn’t complain. She thrust her lips out, her tongue moving as if she were worshiping an invisible phallus. The contrast between her noble, refined appearance and this lewd, mindless surrender was intoxicating. It felt like he was defiling a high-born lady, and the way her walls clamped around him sent a shock straight to his brain. He wanted to feel every single fold, every twitch of her internal muscles.
”God… Ashley… you’re so tight today! Fuck… just focusing on you like this is… it’s incredible…”
”It’s… it’s because…!” Ashley gasped, her eyes rolling back. “You’re doing it while you’re still dressed! You’re not touching my breasts… you’re not using your tentacles… everything is focused right here! This is the only way I can feel you… it’s the only way I can c**m…!”
Normally, a servant was allowed to feel pleasure in every inch of her body as a reward. But today was a ritual-an initiation into longevity ³. To lose herself in mindless pleasure was a distraction from her duty. To correct her, Yuuri shifted his rhythm, moving from shallow, teasing strokes to deep, punishing drives that slammed against her.
”Nngh! Ah! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Ashley cried. “My only job is to serve you… I shouldn’t have been selfish… I’m sorry for trying to find my own pleasure…!”
”That’s right!” Yuuri grunted, his breath hitching. “You’re the one who said a century of this wouldn’t be enough! Then focus! Feel the moment I plant my immortality deep inside you! That’s your only job right now!”
As he hammered into her, Ashley’s crotch tattoo began to glow with a brilliant gold light. The longevity was taking hold. He could have dragged this out, but the sheer friction and her frantic, convulsing walls were too much. He gave up on restraint and began to drive into her with everything he had.
Ashley caught the change. She stopped trying to find her own rhythm and instead focused entirely on his. Her internal muscles began to milk him, helping his thrusts, guiding him toward the end. The tension was at a breaking point; he couldn’t hold back another second.
”Ah… fuck… it’s coming! Ashley, I’m c**ming!”
”Yes! Yes! Give it to me!” Ashley screamed. “Claim me forever! Make it so I can keep having your babies for eternity! Keep my body like this… let me stay your servant forever…!”
The impact was rhythmic and wet, a relentless sound of flesh meeting flesh. As he hammered his seed into her, her desperate pleas acted like a catalyst. A torrent of desire, transformed into a white-hot flood, erupted deep within her. It filled her uterus instantly, but the surge didn’t stop. He stayed buried deep, grinding against her to ensure every drop of his essence was delivered.
”H-ooh! Oh god! It’s so much…!” Ashley’s voice was a high-pitched trill of pure ecstasy. “I can feel it… your warmth… it’s filling me up! I’m c**ming… I’m c**ming right now! AHHH! YES! I’M CUMMING! OH GOD!”
If he wasn’t going to caress her body, he would give her the most violent internal climax possible. The forced climax of the skill combined with the raw physical pleasure of his e**culation hit her like a tidal wave. She let out a wild, animalistic howl of joy and terror as her soul was rewritten. Yuuri collapsed onto her, spent and breathless.
”Haah… Ashley… you did it…”
”Hee… hooh… nnh…”
Ashley was a wreck. She lay there like a broken doll, legs spread wide, her mind still lost in the afterglow. Yuuri stayed propped up on his elbows, looking down at her. Her tongue flicked out mindlessly, tasting his shirt. If they had been naked, it would have been an intimate caress; like this, it was just a sign of how far she’d gone.
Their path was set now. They had forever. He didn’t need to rush to clean up with a spell. For now, he just wanted to stay inside her, feeling her walls twitch around his softening length, savoring the weight of their eternal future.
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Summary:
Yuuri engages in a highly intense s*xual ritual with his servant Ashley. The act is specifically designed to grant her ‘Longevity’ (Perpetual Youth and Longevity) through his unique skills and essence. The chapter ends with the successful completion of the ritual, binding their futures together eternally.
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Trivia:
- Yuuri is still partially dressed in formal wear from the Merchant Guild Shelm event.
- The lingerie was specifically tailored using ‘skills’ based on Marina’s knowledge of the modern world.
- Ashley’s ‘crotch tattoo’ changes color (red to gold) as the longevity ritual takes effect.
- The ‘forced climax’ is a result of Yuuri’s specific skills, not just physical stimulation.
- Yuuri was originally hesitant about granting her this longevity, framing it as a ‘liberation from the shackles of a human lifespan’
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Character Insight:
Ashley shows extreme devotion, declaring her body is built specifically to serve Yuuri’s pleasure. Yuuri displays a dominant yet protective streak, ensuring her long-term survival through the ritual despite the ‘ridiculous’ appearance of his half-dressed state.
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Behind the Scenes:
The mention of ‘magazines’ and ‘Marina’s previous life’ highlights the isekai/reincarnation elements of the story, where modern concepts are used to enhance the world’s ‘erotic’ evolution.
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TL Notes:
Notes:
• Ashley – Count’s daughter, royal attendant, has a crush on Yuuri.
• Marina – First Princess of Restea—needs labyrinth escort.
• Shelm – Wicked Goddess, reincarnated Yuuri, manipulative, wants him to use his power.
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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