"Is Alex really going to be okay?" Yui Obata had been "fed" this morning, so she knew it wasn't her turn this afternoon. She understood that for the sake of fairness and to soothe the jealousy of girls like Ai, the afternoon belonged to them.
Yui wasn't unreasonable, and they were all close, but she was worried about Alex's stamina. After such high-intensity sex this morning, doing it again in the afternoon... would he be drained dry?
Makoto's Line message from that night suggested even Alex had a limit.
Though, since Alex had become stronger, she didn't know where that limit was... Thinking about their morning in the living room, where she had served him on the floor like a beautiful pet, the memories made her heart flutter.
It was shameful, but it felt so good.
Wait, wait, why am I getting distracted? Now isn't the time to be lost in lust. Yui looked at the girls sitting on cushions or leaning against the walls. They all looked restless, glancing toward the master bedroom.
That was Mira Tsubahara's room.
"Mom is really generous, letting them run wild in her room..." Yuna Tsubahara whispered.
"Well, we're all family. It's not like you aren't satisfied yet, Yuna," Makoto Gimiya said, bringing over a large bowl. "Let's leave them be and eat some watermelon."
Inside Mira's bedroom, the atmosphere was more mature than a typical girl's room. A photo sat on the desk—a Tsubahara family portrait, with Alex included. Looking at it, one might mistake Alex for Mira's husband.
Well, that was essentially the truth now.
The bed gave off a rich, womanly fragrance—the unique scent of Mrs. Mira. It was different from Kasumi or Natsumi, even though they used the same brand of body wash.
"So this is Aunt Mira's room," Tsubaki Rurikawa said, circling the room before her eyes landed on the boy sitting on the edge of the bed. "Master... I assume you don't like using these?"
Alex looked over and saw the chestnut-haired girl holding a small "umbrella" (condom). He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Mira bought those a long time ago. She didn't know back then... but Tsubaki, you really are my personal maid, knowing even that."
He was referring to her knowing his dislike for condoms.
"Knowing Master's preferences is a basic requirement for a maid," Tsubaki said, tugging at the hem of her skirt. Her uniform carried a subtle, enticing charm. "But Master, why did you only call me? Anri is still outside—"
Tsubaki's meaning was clear: he should at least call Anri so the two maids could serve him together. Master usually loved that.
"Tsubaki," Alex interrupted, feeling a bit guilty because she was always so selfless. "You're always thinking of me. You need to consider yourself too."
Tsubaki blinked.
"Having a maid as good as you is my greatest luck. You don't have to consider me in everything. It's okay to be a little selfish occasionally," Alex told her, beckoning her over. "Don't call Anri and the others. Right now, I just want to be with you."
Tsubaki was silent for a moment. Then, a smile bloomed like a summer flower—a stunning, gentle smile directed at the man she loved. "As long as Master is happy, that is my greatest selfishness."
"You really are..."
As Alex sighed, the curvy, full-bodied girl threw herself into his arms. Tsubaki leaned against him submissively, her expression serious. She cupped his face, their noses almost touching. "It's true... meeting Master is the happiest thing that ever happened to me."
Without waiting for a response, the fallen noble maid offered her tongue and kissed him. She offered her lips and tongue for a deep, lingering embrace. Tsubaki's eyes were full of tenderness and love.
She pressed herself against him, hugging his neck tightly as she sucked on his tongue and bit his lips. Her soft body was plastered against his, her large breasts flattened against his chest. She was proactive to a shocking degree, acting as if she wanted to fuse her entire being into his.
"Master, mmm... Master~~"
Tsubaki called out to him between kisses. This blatant love was obvious to anyone who could see or hear her. Her lips were locked with his as her tongue danced, swallowing his saliva. She felt like she was melting.
She was so happy, so satisfied.
She truly, deeply loved Master. From the first time he saved her from Boyman, that love had been born and had grown more intense ever since.
Tsubaki was normally cool and reserved, so she rarely showed it. But in moments like this, a glimpse of the fire beneath the ice was revealed. To Tsubaki, Alex was her most important person, her beloved Master.
"Mmm~"
Perhaps this intense love could only truly explode during sex. In these moments, she couldn't restrain herself, craving his affection and wanting to give him even more love in return.
Their lips parted. Tsubaki's soft, red tongue slid down his lips, licking the corners of his mouth before moving across his face to his neck. When it came to serving someone, neither Yui nor Makoto was as skilled or as proactive as Tsubaki.
Tsubaki would truly do anything for Alex. No matter how shameful—playing with her anus or acting as a "human platter"—she didn't care.
She kissed and teased Alex's neck, leaving love bites and lipstick marks. One hand unbuttoned her maid uniform, slowly shedding the garment to reveal two massive, snowy breasts. Their perfect shape was breathtaking.
She then took Master's hand and pressed it against her full mounds. "Master, please... knead them."
Alex didn't hold back. He toyed with the fallen lady's breasts, feeling the smooth, bouncy texture. He leaned his head back, enjoying the warmth of her wet tongue on his neck.
It felt amazing.
Her breath hit his skin, tickling him. After playing with her chest for a while, he reached out to stroke her head, his fingers running through her smooth chestnut hair. He pressed her head into his chest, his eyes half-closed.
"By the way, Tsubaki, do you know anything about that Savior Fan Club?" Alex asked.
"Mmm... I know a little. I heard Aunt Mira mention it," Tsubaki's voice was muffled and broken.
"Investigate it if you get the chance. Even if they're on our side, that hidden mastermind behind them..." Alex's fingers slid past the edge of Tsubaki's breast and reached into her armpit.
"Wuu!"
Tsubaki let out a whimpering cry. "Wait, Master, that... that tickles..."
"Hehe, it's fun to see you like this once in a while. You can't always keep a straight face."
"I don't... mmm~ Master?"
Alex leaned down and kissed her breasts, burying his face in the full, perfect mounds. He enjoyed the "face-wash" of her cleavage for a moment before moving to her side. He lifted her arm and pressed his face against the beautiful maid's cute armpit.
The smooth, delicate skin gave off a faint fragrance. Alex couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it.
"Wuu—Master—!"
This was too shameful. Being played with in that spot made Tsubaki feel incredibly out of place, but she refused to deny her master. She let out ambiguous moans and gasps. Soon, she began to adapt.
On one hand, it felt unexpectedly good; on the other, she saw how much Master was enjoying it. Seeing him so enthusiastically licking her armpit, Tsubaki wouldn't stop him even if she wasn't used to it.
Besides, she was slowly starting to enjoy it herself...
The two tumbled onto the bed. Facing this seductive and precious maid, Alex didn't rush to enter her body or ravage her. Unlike before, he was focusing more on the love between them than the raw lust.
While wild sex was addictive, Alex wasn't a monster; the girl's affection was equally rewarding.
He wanted to savor every moment, not just rush through it. Alex carefully tasted every inch of the maid's skin, leaving no spot untouched. He felt Tsubaki's softness and delicacy, as if he were savoring an exquisite cake.
Tsubaki's toes curled. Her body alternated between being tense and being soft as cotton. She felt Master's actions bringing her endless pleasure, and she could sense his deep affection and obsession with her.
Seeing him so infatuated with her body made her feel happy and proud.
"Let... let me do it. I will serve Master—"
After enjoying Alex's oral foreplay, Tsubaki proactively flipped over, pinning him beneath her. Her uniform top had been discarded at some point, revealing a flawless, exquisite body that could drive a man mad.
Her perky breasts bounced and trembled, seemingly craving the boy's touch.
With lustful eyes, Tsubaki straddled him. She leaned down, pressing her proud peaks against Alex's chest, sliding and grinding them against him. It was a perfect tactile experience.
"Hiss..."