The girl looked back at him, puzzled, repeating his words. “Giving you… a hand?”

I could’ve found better words to ask for this sort of thing. How do I tackle this? My mind is also feeling heavier as passes… She looks like she doesn’t know what she is doing either.

“Vyra, are you sure you don’t know any other way to diminish the mana there?” Kael asked Vyra, his eyes squinting and feeling a bit of pain from his shaft being hard for so long.

“Yes, that might be possible. But if I help you. The effects of the mark are going to pass to me. I’m not willing to bet that, if she knows a way, it’s better for her to deal with it,” Vyra replied, still staring at his member.

He felt excited by her gaze staring at it so intensely, which didn’t help with his situation. That lingered until he saw the seemingly confused woman with her knees on the floor. Looking up at Kael’s eyes made his dick throb.

The girl looked a bit scared by the way it weirdly moved once he gazed at her and asked, “Stop doing that.”

“I-I can’t control it,” Kael replied, feeling enough shame that made him want to stick his head into a volcano.

He saw her hands reaching out to it and gripping it with both. “It’s warm,” Kael sensed that her hands were trembling once they touched him.

“You don’t need to do this.” He exclaimed,

“You are in pain, right? Also, I need to get stronger. I don’t want to be pushed around anymore.” She mumbled, sparking a thought in Kael’s mind.

So, she’s similar to me; she was probably thrown around by people she used to know, too.

She then brushed her hands back and forth, sending a wave of pleasure over his body as he quivered in response.

“Doing alright?” She questioned, inquired nervously.

“Yeah – it feels good.” He assured.

“Ah, does it?” she huffed, emotions clear on her face and her mouth slightly open. Breathing near him sent his mind into ecstasy. He bit his lip in reaction.

“Of course.”

“Funny…” Her breaths increased as time passed, each time becoming more intense. With her blowing her mouth’s hot air on his penis, it sent pleasant sensations.

Is she doing that on purpose? Why is she breathing so much next to it? Wait, she’s getting excited about this too.

“Why am I feeling like this?” the young woman asked.

“It’s taking effect on you too. It’s a damn strong mark, isn’t it?” Vyra replied, raising Kael’s shirt a bit, showing the mark on his groin. “This is why you’re feeling weird.”

“What’s that? What’s he doing to me?” the young woman inquired, her eyes wide with fear.

“He isn’t doing anything to you, but each of our bodies has this mark that manipulates genitals. And you are being affected by his,” the mage answered.

“This is ridiculous.” She exclaimed, as her grip loosened over time, her hands feeling heavy and a tingling sensation spreading through her groin.

“Thought the same thing the first time. Anyway, it’s time to finish this.”

Kael noticed Vyra’s hand wrapping around his manhood and experienced a wave of pleasure sweeping through him as well.

Dammit, Vyra knew how to solve this all along.

“Why is twitching so much?!” the girl shouted.

“Close your eyes,” said Vyra with a grin on her face. The strange woman obeyed and felt something spray hot liquid on her.

[Miria’s Perspective.]

I hate it when they play games with me. She really did spread my package all over the forest for me to search for it! Next time, I will beat some sense into her.

Miria walked back and saw her inn in the distance. But something caught her attention; she carried a bag on her back and murmured as she walked.

Weird, I don’t sense none of their manas, did they leave the girl in the first floor or… don’t tell me they just pulled them into the basement already. Oh, they could’ve killed her too. That wouldn’t be so bad.

She went past the first door and realized the saloon was empty. Before she went downstairs, she made sure to check if she could find the woman in any of the guest rooms upstairs, but no. She was nowhere to be found.

“Ah! Don’t tell me she’s in the basement. This is a disaster; why don’t they listen to me?!”

Miria then rushed downstairs and crossed the door that led to the hall of the underground. And she saw something very peculiar.

A table with a pot of soup at its center, with Vyra, Kael, Elin, and the strange woman sitting at it.

Yeah. I was right. It took no time for them to welcome her with open arms. I’m surprised she’s alive. The food smells nice, too. I didn’t take Vyra to be a great host. Is that a sign of change?

Miria got closer to the table and saw Vyra eating while reading a book. Ignoring everything surrounding her, Elin sat next to Kael. With him trembling like an anxious rabbit and the girl that she had met before. Having the soup while tears traced down her face.

Miria then put both of her hands on his shoulders, jump-scaring him, “AHH!”

“Could I know what happened here?” Miria demanded an answer while her gaze scanned the table.

“Hi, Miria!” answered Kael.

“Hmmm,” Elin hummed softly as she kept moving a small piece of potato around her plate.

The strange girl turned her gaze to Miria, still wearing a displeased expression.

“I’m glad you’re still alive. It seems you have taken a bath already and have properly dressed yourself.” Miria pushed Kael’s chair to the left, placing another between Elin and him, then sat on it. “Before you tell me what happened to you, may I know your name?”

“My name is Tasha.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Tasha. My name is Miria.” She snapped her fingers, and Vyra looked back at her. “Could you tell me what she is doing here in the basement?”

“Hi, boss. We were waiting for you?!” The mage closed her book and placed her hand on her chest. “You see,” she said, “I was busy cooking. And couldn’t let her upstairs without supervision, so I brought her down here!”

“What happened afterward?” inquired Miria.

Vyra glanced at Kael, then at the girl. “We had a problem…”

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