User blog:JeielYozama/Secret Files 2 - Steam, Saunter, Disaster PT 2

''Okay, I broke off at a pivotal event in the bathroom episode. Here's the 2nd part, don't kill me. ALSO. Warning: this content is rated 13 above. You've been warned. ''

Last we spoke, my wife, the Balrog named Bellona, washed my back upon her request. As the whole thing escalated from awkward situation to outright pleasurable, her demeanor shifted. To which, she shifted to rubbing her own bosom on my back instead of her hands.

Quite a mental image to picture out, huh?

Alright, enough of that. Let’s get back to the *ahem* action.

(For the sake of story-telling, I have to explain every detail to the dot. Good Lord…. why can’t I reserve this to my own imagination?

Tsk. Here I go, then….)

Bellona Gothmol rarely gets turned on. That, I’m positive.

Being with her ever since the beginning of my journey, I’ve seen her shuffle through everyday life. Even when she and I met in Zipangu she never was much of a fan of perverse stuff – not unless someone like me, her husband, riles her up with a ‘touch-on-touch’ scheme. When somebody else, like Nunnally the troublesome Cheshire, tries to ‘check her boob size’, her usual response is a nailing hit on her head, followed by a stern reminder on ‘propriety’.

But this time, her initiating the act must be me pushing her to her baser, Mamono urges.

I killed the urge to flail and answer her attack in kind. The feeling of her round, pillow-like peaches pressing from behind was too overpowering to counter. I sat there, still frozen but my mouth now twitching from the shock of her actions. I turned slightly. A reddish tinge was forming from her face. It was too obvious not to dismiss it as a growing feel of lust.

Balrogs are normally lustful. However, when they gain a husband they procure two sides of their own selves:  one, a restrained demeanor of loyalty only to their ‘master’. Another, a commandeering, dominatrix air that shows up when they are bathed in the mana of their male, or when they are too engrossed in sexual experience.

Right now, I’m seeing her side no. 2 and I’m not going to lie. She’s hotter than she usually is. Literally.

“Do you like it…. Jeiel-dono?”

I gritted my teeth. The Mamono pressed her round orbs of flesh upon me, giggling while her eyes glistened in lust. Seeing her like this made me more erect below.

Out of the aroused state my body was currently going through, the only word I managed to spit out was “F*ck……..”

Hearing this, Bellona laughed abruptly. Her warm hands slid to my chest as she hugged me from behind.

“I will take that as a compliment.” She said in a cheeky voice. “Both that.. and what you have made between your legs.”

Bellona’s hands slid right past my chest and down below. She stroked her hands on the thing, eyes now narrowed fondly at it. Her slender fingers circled into a hold.

“Fwaaah…. What a shape.”

“Gnngh -! “

My toes curled and all the muscles in my nether regions tightened. My own rod, stiffened at the experience of her grasping it tendly. Bellona’s grin went ear-to-ear.

“Bellona….”

The sound of me saying her name as if I were begging for her to do something about what was happening made her hands piston up and down my shaft. The movement started off slow, then picked up speed. The warmth of her fingertips emanated throughout my groin.

“Jeiel-dono….. let me handle it all.” Bellona cooed behind my neck.

The ticklish gesture made me bend forward. A small laugh escaped my lips.

“Hey…… you have me at match point…”   I snickered softly. “Surprise me.”

Bellona went on with her handjob. Her whole body glowed in pinkish aura – a sign her lust wasn’t going down any time soon. I ran my hand up her moving arm and as soon as I reached her shoulder, our eyes met, wet in depravity.

“Jeiel…?’

I was unable to restrain myself. I shoved onto lips at hers. Catching her completely by surprise.

“--! –“

A whimper slipped out of the Mamono’s lips. For a minute there, her hands stopped and her breathing slowed. I dug my tongue into her orifice, winding it fondly with her tongue. There was a shudder upon her body as her face went into a deeper red. The whole thing had rapture written all over it. 

It didn’t take long before she acted in turn. Her lips reciprocated in intensity. She moved her grip on my thing even faster, the other hand playing with the rounded pair beneath my member. As she continued to be interlocked in that state, I could tell we were both hesitant to stop.

I gently parted my lips from hers. A string of saliva trickled from my mouth to Bellona - a faint thread of connection between us.

Immediately after that, I felt the surge rise up.

“ Bellona --- I- !”

And it came. A white splash, hitting the air and splattering on the bathroom floor. Some, landing on the Mamono’s hands.

Bellona took one look at this. A grin surfaced from her hazy face, causing me to gulp. Drawing her hands toward her mouth she licked all the white off like it were icing, smacking her lips.

“Look what you did…. you stained me. Filthy pig. “

Okay, she’s gone primal.

(When her speech goes from ‘I hear and obey, Jeiel-dono’ to ‘Heel before me, mongrel’, that’s when she’s close to her actual, Demonic self. Which means it’s gonna get flimsier from here.)

I turn my stool chair to her and laughed briefly.

“Isn’t the main purpose why you gave me a handjob was because you wanted me to stain you?”

“A human staining a Demon? It should be the opposite, Jeiel –dono.”

The honorific she used was as if she were scorning me as a master. Her way of ‘riling up her mate’, as the other girls would describe. Works like a charm.

(And honestly speaking, I’m not even human anymore. Long story.)

“I know… Demons staining people. No different than where I came from, “ I blurted out jokingly.

The Balrog blinked. Trying to process what I just said.

I tilted my head at her. Do I have to explain?

“Demons.. stain.. people? Get it?”

Bellona’s eyebrows furrowed. “Filthy and corny. How befitting of your identity, pig. All that’s left is that you bend on all fours and grunt like the hog you are.”

“Ow.”

All of the sudden, she kicked the stool away and down I went, butt first on the tiles.

“OW! Now that smarts!”

“And what happened to ‘letting me handle everything’, mm?

Two hands pushed themselves against my chest as Bellona mounted on top of me. With her above, her provocative figure was all I could view up front. Her breasts, pointing out like twin peaks. Her lower area, hitting against the bottom of my member. My eyes were dancing in circles, gazing at every part of her exposure.

“Liar.”

She glared daggers at me.

“I … guess I didn’t want to… leave it all on you.” I smiled anxiously. Bellona coquettishly puffed her cheeks. Grabbing my shoulders, she pounded my back against the floor.

Repeatedly.

“Is that how it is? You lead people on, then do what you want to alleviate a situation without a word? In reality, you’re just a pig wanting to please people. Die. Die. Just die, will you? You’re better off a dead pig. A pig every girl can play and not be bothered with for the rest of their lives.”

“Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Can. You. Not. Do. That?”

I was partially begging. Doing what she wanted, rocking me to and fro in that shaking motion, made her breasts jiggle like ornate bells. My thing smacked upon her area. It wasn’t turning her on that much yet, but it was with me.

“What? You want to gloat? You want to gloat like the pig you are? Fine. Gloat how you are an embarrassment to humankind. Pig. Pig. Die, you pig.”

“You’re. Hitting. Against. Me. Ow. Ow. Down. Ow. Ow. There. Ow. Ow.”

Bellona stopped. Her eyes went downward. Spotting my thing, she didn’t make much of an expression at it. She seized it with a free hand and squeezed.

 

You have to understand. One – she’s a Mamono. Two – she’s a Demon hundreds, maybe thousands of years old. The way she squeezed at my manhood was as if she was about to pluck a mushroom off a tree trunk.

In my head:

''HOLY CRACK! ---!!!  -   IS SHE WRENCHING MY DICK OFF?!''

 

My throat went awry. To a point I can’t even squeak. The girl swerved my thing around like a joystick. Which was nowhere near fun.

“Is this the one controlling you? This lowly thing, standing like a fool? What a perverted entity, your penis is. All of what had to be in your brain must have gone to this tawdry thing.”

I leaked out a single, saving word.

“GAH!”

“Gah?”

She let go. Gasping for breath, I returned a look of craziness at her and yelped, “Were you planning to PULL THAT OFF ME?!”

“Tempting. But no.” She replied. She looked at the thing again and caressed it. “I was testing how hard it was.”

“Eh?!”

She raised her body up. Her own little cavern was positioned by the tip of my member. She was licking her lips while eyeing me coldly.

“You’re worthy of receiving me, pig.” She said – before pushing herself down.

My member disappeared inside her. As the whole thing went within, Bellona screamed in elation. She arched her back in pleasure, shudders traveling throughout her body, her hands sliding against my open chest.

I clutched at her wrists, feeling myself inside her. Her inner walls were unbelievably warm. Waves of pleasure throbbed on my nether regions. Pink thoughts enveloped me to a point my judgment went numb. All I had in my head was the intent of having sex.

(Which is already happening, just so you know.)

I breathed huskily, watching the Balrog trying to compose herself. I could already see Demonic Energy in a form of a mist shrouding the bathroom area, swathing the Mamono’s face in the same pinkness of thoughts as mine. I weaved a hand by her breast and fondled it.

“ … Are you… alright?”

When she finally straightened herself up, Bellona gazed lewdly at me. Her face was flushed crimson. She bit her lip, seeing her breast contort in shape under the influence of my fingers. She swatted my hand away.

“You’re relishing this, aren’t you pig? You wretch. Stay there while I suck your equally-wretched mana.” She spat in a cold tone.

I smiled craftily.

“Allow me to start.”

Before she could respond, I smashed myself against her in repetition. Lustful cries sputtered out of her along with the wet, sloppy noises made between us. Bellona panted non-stop, her hands turning into claws digging their way into my chest.

“This -- feeling – YOU--- can’t – AH !”

I twined my fingers with Bellona’s, instinctively guiding her motion. The entire time, I savored my every ramming into her. Her warm insides tightened with my every thrust. Both of us panted in a methodical pace, bodies moving in rhythm. Steam erupted from Bellona’s ears and open mouth, which had her tongue lolling out.

“A..mazing……you’re …….. way more than….what I expected……. as a… pig….”

Everything she spewed at me were coming off totally broken.

Bellona bent down and kissed me, tongue lapping up against mine. Her lips parted and left a thread of saliva between us. She stared as if she were pleading.

“Hey…… you said let me… handle everything…..”

Looking at the way her blue eyes narrowed at me like some kid asking for candy, I couldn’t help but snigger.

“Lead the way.”

With newfound vigor Bellona pounded at me, heaving lewdly. Her face twisted into a more erotic demeanor. She yanked my wrists up and thrust my hands at her breasts, submitting them to the sensation of twin hills of incredible softness. The very peaks of those hills had hardened.

Wow.

I pinched them. She let out an erotic squeal.

“Not so…. hard….. JEIEL --!”

Her grip tensed. The lust from her eyes was nowhere near ending.

It was around this time that I felt things were getting hotter.

(No, not just the ‘thing’ happening right now.)

As Bellona ravished the sex, I happened to rest my feet on the floor - then pulled them up at once.

What the heck?! The floor behind me had gone abnormally hot!

Wait… is it me or….. is this place starting to…

I glanced around me. I wasn’t wrong.

The air around us both was gradually shifting from humid to broiling. Bellona hadn’t noticed it, but as her inner feelings swelled in lust, her body temperature skyrocketed on its own. It was only a matter of minutes – no, seconds – before the whole bathroom area heats up like an incinerator.

And I don’t know about you, but I am not sticking around to find out if the heat will burn me to a crisp or not.

“Bellona - !”

I couldn’t move an inch. Bellona had me pinned to the floor – with her entire weight. She hadn’t notice the change in temperature ever since she mounted me.

Damn it. Mamono 101: once a Balrog has you immobilized, there is almost no chance of escaping.

“Bellona - -- I’m -!”

--! --

Crap.

Perfect, damn timing.

“Hehehe…. Are you coming? Let it out, you cavorting pig. Give me your mana. Stain me. You have my permission. I’m about to break as well.”

Bellona shoved at me faster. I couldn’t break loose. At the same time, the heat wave started to hit my face. It was getting hotter. Everywhere.

Too late.

“B---B---Bello –na – It’s -!!”

“COMING!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The fountain gushed from both our ends. White trickled out of her nethers followed by glistening honey. Bellona pulled out, the white continuing to flow. Some of it, she dabbed with her finger and tasted.

“You filth…..hoarding this mana for Mamono other than me ….mm?”

No answer.

“Oy. Answer me you pi – “

She stopped. Shock befell her face. She must’ve snapped back to the calm and obedient Bellona, because I faintly heard a shriek, then a call for help.

At the moment of climax, I had already fainted. Face – and body – red and steaming. My eyesight dimmed until all I could see were circles of light dancing in darkness. My soul was just about to sever itself away from me.

“Guuuuuuuuh…...”


 * TING*

“Sheesh… what were you two thinking? You should’ve felt the whole place change in temperature the moment you guys went all touchy-feely with each other.”

“I…. apologize….. Jeiel-dono and I were…… too engrossed on… what we were doing…”

“Ohow~? Is that so, Miss Uptight?”

“D-Don’t call me that!”

The master bedroom. An hour later.

I thought I was a goner. Thank my lucky stars the wives responded all at once, hearing Bellona’s all-familiar cry. Haia, my Holstaur wife decked me on the chest to bring me back to life, then carried me to the bedroom. Lin Ai, the Oblation (a Golem specie from Oz, also from my harem) cooled my temperature down to normal. After taking medicine for my headache, I could hear Bellona sitting on a stool, being reprimanded by three others: Sebyl the blue-green Slime, Ozma the Titania and Nunnally the Cheshire.

(Well… it wasn’t anything near reprimanding. It was an interrogation coupled with their usual teasing)

“I must admit.. it’s not as if we couldn’t help but overhear what was happening on the bathroom area. You were pre-tty loud, Bellona Gothmol. You and Jeiel both.” Ozma said in a dignified tone. “It is quite a wonder the children hadn’t been roused from their slumber, or it would have been a worse situation to explain.

Bellona seemed like she wanted to sputter a retort, but couldn’t. She was clearly embarrassed to do so.

“Seems like Bellona has her hidden agendas to monopolize Jeiel once in a while… we other wives best be careful.” Nunnally quipped impishly. Sebyl nodded in agreement, triggering a frustrated groan from the Balrog.

“L-Leave me be!”

“Still, that was dangerous….. wasn’t it Jeiel-''sama? '' You nearly burned yourself up.. just to make love in secret…”

Turning to the Holstaur Haia, my heart nearly jumped out of my throat. Her face was dark and deadly serious. Like she wanted to strangle me senseless. A tea cup was on her hand, and it was clattering. The tea on it was spilling crazy.

“Hehe…. You can rest easy… I’ve learned my lesson.” I pulled at her cheek. After patting at her head, Haia’s character went at ease. I stood up and went to the trio fussing over Bellona.

“Hey. You three. Knock it off. “

Sebyl, Ozma and Nunna looked on as I passed them. “Bellona has her reasons not to say anything. She’s not as declarative as you three are.” I said aloud. Without a word, I spanked their butts.

“KYA~!”

The three curled backward, holding their rumps. Sniggering, I knelt at Bellona. “Hey.”

“J-Jeiel-dono?”

I winked at her. “Next time…. It should be somewhere that’s not an enclosed space.”

Bellona blushed, steam leaving her ears. It was cute seeing her react like that. I swerved back to everyone and bowed slightly. “Well… shouldn’t we all go to bed? It’s still the wee hours of the morning…”

The girls were just about to nod when he slumped and fell right into Bellona’s arms.

“EH?!?!?”

As I thought. I was dead tired and drained. I feel myself coming down with flu. I could see all the girls crowding my face, Bellona tapping my cheeks in her nervousness.

“J-Jeiel-dono, are you alright??”

In times like these, I’m thankful for having a harem.

But right now, I had but one thing to say.

“No more….. bathroom s*x ..for me……. “


 * TING*

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AFTERNOTE:  He totally had lots more s*x in the bathroom after that.

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''That ends the second book of Secret Files. Short-lived. yes, but.... I've long wanted to post this ever since my hiatus. No regrets. I hope you guys enjoy the read. Till next time ! ''