Freed from restraint, Narberal curled up, clutching her chest protectively.
Momon-sama, Ainz-sama, Flame-Thunder-sama, forgive me! Narberal is defiled! A human man touched my breasts, groped them endlessly, skin on skin. I said stop, but he kept going, and I… I didn't hate it. It tickled at first, then sparked something deep inside, a burning heat. Was I enchanted? He even teased my… my nipples! If Solution wasn't there, I'd have resisted! I didn't want more! Oh, but…
Her murmurs went unheard.
"First Solution's ass, now Narberal's breasts. What are you doing?" Albedo demanded.
"Lord Ainz's orders," the man replied.
"Lord Momon, the Dark Hero, visited with Princess Nabe," Solution added.
"Ainz-sama?" Albedo questioned.
No Nazarick servant would dare misuse Ainz's name impossible, unthinkable. The man, not a true servant, might, but Solution's confirmation ruled out lies.
Ignoring Narberal's muttering, they recounted the day's events.
"Lord Ainz ordered Nabe to tolerate human touch without overreacting. I, a human male, was chosen," the man explained.
"We were training Narberal to feel pleasure, not disgust, from touch, developing her sensitivity," Solution said.
Albedo thought it slightly off but said nothing, given the evidence.
"So, teach Narberal a woman's pleasure," Albedo concluded, her succubus logic unwavering. It was a stretch, but who could contradict her?
"Breasts and ass first, then her slit?" she asked.
"No plans that far," he replied.
"That's unfair to Narberal. But it's your task do as you see fit."
"Understood."
Albedo sighed wistfully, glancing at Narberal, then Solution.
"Don't leave her like that. Get her dressed," she ordered.
Solution bowed, leading the still-muttering Narberal out, instructing maids to stay away due to another "guest."
Only Albedo and the man remained.
Albedo sighed again.
"Tired?" he asked.
"No."
It was early, the sky still bright. She wasn't shirking duties Ainz had granted her a rest day, work forbidden. She'd planned a leisurely, thorough succubus feast, but Ainz's orders to the man took precedence. No fool in Nazarick would prioritize pleasure over Ainz's will.
Her special meal was postponed until Narberal's training ended. She settled for her usual "milk," disappointing compared to the "steak" she craved, though delicious.
"Come," she beckoned.
"Yes."
She caressed his face, locking eyes. Their lips parted, tongues met before lips, exchanging saliva. He sucked boldly; she mixed their fluids, swallowing all, then letting him drink half the second time.
"Fufu, your cock's getting hard," she purred.
Their bodies pressed close; she felt his erection against her abdomen.
"You didn't react to Solution's hole or Narberal's bare breasts. Why now?" she asked.
"Both are captivating, but I had no such intent. Your… body's touch…" he admitted.
Her ample breasts, unbound beneath her thin dress, pressed against him, soft and yielding.
"Excited just from my breasts?" she teased.
"Yes."
"I like honest boys."
She pushed him onto the grand sofa, straddling him like a panther. Licking her lips, a drop of drool fell; he caught it with his tongue.
"You liked my breasts that much?"
"Yes."
Fufu, cute boy. Your cock's rock-hard. I've waited five days for that milk. Should've indulged sooner, but I made us wait. It's brimming with milk. I want it now, but after waiting, maybe a reward?
"Want to see my breasts?" she asked.
"!"
"No need to hesitate. Be honest," she cooed, kissing him.
"I want to see," he said earnestly, eyes fixed on her.
"Good. I'll show you…"
Her dress, a two-piece, slipped off easily. Her pale, perfect breasts were bared large, shapely, soft, with rosy nipples that captivated.
"Touch them," she permitted.
Speechless with awe, he reached out, grasping them fully. Softer, firmer, warmer than Narberal's, his fingers sank deeper.
"Suck them. Ahn♡," she moaned.
He latched on instantly. Not so hard! Don't bite! My nipples are tingling… No, suck more! It feels so good. Why's time short today? Ainz-sama's orders… But my nipples feel amazing. No, Albedo, this is his reward. I need to swallow.
As he sucked, she reached for his cock, already rigid, pulsing with heat.
(He'd removed his pants and underwear himself Albedo's touch risked tearing them, increasing maids' work and fueling rumors of his "tastes." The latter was already too late.)
"Nn… ahn! Now the other. Mmph… slurp… ahn♡ Don't just suck!" she gasped.
Stroking his slick cock, she offered her erect nipples, craving his precum but settling for kisses and saliva swaps.
"Your cock can't wait," she noted.
To swallow, she leaned toward his groin, shifting to a sixty-nine position. Her dress, designed by Nazarick's finest, was flexible despite its floor-length skirt, covering his face as she straddled him.
"If you hear me, another reward: touch where you like," she offered.
He heard. Her dress, tight but with thigh-exposing gaps, allowed his hands to slip through. Skirt's in the way, but he's stroking my ass. Not bad. If he touches my slit, he'll know it's soaked. I need to swallow his milk first. So thick, fills my mouth. I want to keep sucking. Oh! Not there!
"Ahn♡ Don't stroke my crack! Not my anus!" she squealed.
Moaning sweetly, she bobbed her head, sucking hard, tongue swirling. He'll know my slit's drenched. Hurry, I need to swallow! Using lips and hands, she felt him swell, then hot, thick semen spurted onto her tongue.
"Nn… gulp, gulp…" she swallowed.
She didn't release him until the long ejaculation ended, savoring every drop, milking the last with gentle sucks. His hands stroked her ass throughout.
Despite savoring her beloved semen, Albedo's face showed dissatisfaction.
"Five days' worth, yet the same amount? You didn't shoot for Solution, did you?" she accused.
If true, Solution faced punishment. A weak man couldn't overpower her Solution must have initiated. Albedo's sharp mind sought the truth.
"Embarrassingly…" he began.
Her golden eyes narrowed.
"I had a wet dream," he confessed.
"…Oh."
Her black wings drooped. As a succubus and dream demon, she understood wet dreams well.
As Albedo returned to Nazarick, the man, Solution, and Narberal saw her off.
"Narberal, I'm lending you my precious meal. He's decent for a human. Obey him and fulfill Ainz-sama's task," Albedo instructed.
"…Yes, understood," Narberal replied.
"Solution," Albedo whispered, lips to her ear. (I thought you stole his milk, but it was a misunderstanding. My apologies.)
Solution bowed, her smile fixed.
Albedo departed. Narberal left the dining room, face grim. The man whispered to Solution.
"Know what? Borrowed things accrue interest. I'll collect someday."
Solution trembled, her smile screaming, I'm not a bad slime, honest!