“……Still?”
Even after ejaculating a considerable amount of milky fluid, my member showed no sign of wilting. It remained stiff, proudly raised.
[Skill ‘Virile (Lv.1)’ is active.]
“What should we do, Lieutenant Colonel? Even after inducing ejaculation, the mana congestion hasn’t been completely relieved. The swelling is unchanged, and the high fever hasn’t subsided either.”
Elise once again stroked my penis with a serious expression.
“It seems that local massage alone isn’t enough to draw out the mass of mana tangled deep within.”
“I see.”
I subtly prepared to cast my bait.
“But didn’t you come up with an interesting hypothesis earlier, Captain?”
“I did……?”
“When you consumed my bodily fluid just now, you said that the mana was absorbed directly through the mucous membrane, restoring your fatigue.”
Putting on an appropriately grave expression, I repeated the excuse Elise had made earlier.
The plausible pseudo-magical theories she had rattled off to get herself out of that situation.
“Wouldn’t it be much faster to create a circulation route for the mana by pressing mucous membrane directly against mucous membrane, rather than merely stimulating the surface with your hand? Besides, you’re suffering from severe overwork right now, Captain. If you were to receive the highly concentrated mana pooled within my body directly…… it would be the perfect treatment for both of us.”
Elise’s eyes shifted from side to side. She seemed to fall into thought.
“……There is some logic to it. But how could we possibly engage in such a…… an act…….”
An instinctive aversion to putting her body against a male organ. Even if using her hand could somehow be classified as medical treatment, anything beyond that was too much.
I thought for a moment. If I forced the issue here, I would only deepen her resistance. To lower the hurdle, I needed to give her a plausible justification.
“Captain, mana has a tendency to volatilize in the air, doesn’t it? What you placed on your palm and observed and tasted earlier was already a sample contaminated and altered by exposure to the outside air.”
I pretended to be discussing an academic subject.
“As a medical officer, if you want to examine the raw fluid in its purest state, wouldn’t you have no choice but to apply yourself to the mucous membrane at the outlet, just before it’s exposed to the air? I only meant for you to touch it lightly with the tip of your tongue, for purposes of examination.”
“Ah…….”
Unconsciously, Elise touched the lips she had just licked after tasting what was on my palm.
‘Status Analysis.’
[Name: Elise von Kleist]
[Status: Academic curiosity stimulated, wariness greatly reduced]
[Emotion: Surely…… directly receiving it through my mucous membrane before oxidation might allow for a more accurate analysis of its components than licking it off his hand. If I only touch it lightly with my tongue, it’s merely part of the sampling process.]
For a long while, Elise studied my lower body and watched my expression. Then—
Srrrk.
As though she had finally made up her mind, she carefully knelt beneath the bed. Her white coat brushed against the floor, and her smooth face came to rest between my thighs.
It was a distance of an entirely different order from before. Her sweet breath gently enveloped my member.
“This is…… strictly mucous-membrane contact for the sake of examination. Please don’t misunderstand, Lieutenant Colonel.”
“Of course. I fully respect the attending physician’s judgment.”
Ssswip.
Elise parted her red lips slightly. Her smooth, scarlet tongue cautiously emerged, then lightly licked the tip of my glans, where transparent pre-ejaculate had gathered, tracing the cleft of the urethral opening.
Lick.
“Ah……!”
Elise’s shoulders suddenly jerked upward.
[Bonus Skill ‘Fragrant Semen’ is in effect.]
[The target’s vitality is slightly restored.]
Was the flavor more intense because it had come straight from the source without being exposed to the air? The richness of dark chocolate flooding her mouth, combined with the sweet, tingling sensation of fatigue recovery prickling at the root of her tongue, caused Elise’s eyes to grow hazy for an instant.
“Haa……! I-it does seem richer than before……!”
Slurp, lick.
Even though no one had told her to, Elise’s tongue rose to lick my glans again. The temptation of the flavor, along with the druglike sensation of several days’ worth of fatigue melting away, was gradually numbing her reason.
Lick, lick!
[Name: Elise von Kleist]
[Status: Gustatory indulgence, fatigue recovery]
[Emotion: I-it’s delicious…. I want to eat only this every evening….]
Elise forgot that she was supposed to be treating me and continued licking my penis, as though she had become addicted to my semen.
“Captain, now…….”
I gently broached the subject.
[Emotion: This is…… a physical mana-drain procedure…. It can’t be helped. And…… if I suck harder, more of the sweet fluid will come out, right?]
“……Understood. Like applying a cupping treatment, with strong negative pressure…….”
Elise opened her mouth.
Hahp-.
In place of a medical latex glove came the sensation of warm, wet oral mucosa.
“Ah…….”
The pressure was on an entirely different level from licking. With both eyes squeezed shut, Elise began actively sucking my shaft.
Slrrp, smack. Suck-.
Her movements, awkward at first, quickly began to change. Her tongue spiraled around the grooves of my glans, while the vacuum inside her throat drew my member inward.
“Hn……!”
A voice escaped my lips involuntarily.
I gently gripped Elise’s honey-blond hair. Then, as though cooperating with the negative-pressure treatment, I began moving my hips little by little, thrusting into the depths of her mouth.
Thud, squelch.
“Mm, ugh……! Hmph!”
Each time my thrusts deepened, my shaft struck near her esophagus, but instead of trying to spit me out, Elise gripped my thighs tightly with both hands and accepted me even deeper.
“Hoo…… Captain. It’s coming.”
Brrrlllt-!
“Mmph……! Mmmph……!”
Semen erupted in a powerful burst.
Elise’s eyes widened as though they might roll back, yet her throat moved ceaselessly as she swallowed the raw fluid.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
“Haa…… haa…….”
Only after the ejaculation had completely ended did her lips pull away with a soft pop.
*
“Lieutenant Colonel! Are you awake!”
How long had I slept? The hospital-room door flew open as though it were about to break off its hinges, and a familiar bulk came charging inside.
“Gunter. Keep your voice down in the hospital room.”
“Ah, yes! I’ll correct myself!”
Gunter scratched the back of his head and lowered his voice. Behind him, Sergeant Kurt and Corporal Klaus, subordinates who had been with me since my days as a platoon commander, came filing in all at once.
“How are you feeling, Lieutenant Colonel?”
“Are you all right!”
“Yes, yes.”
I answered, waving my hand dismissively.
Soon, my subordinates left the hospital room, and as though they had arranged it among themselves, the next visitor arrived.
“……Are you feeling any better, Lieutenant Colonel Jäger?”
Henri de Dubois. Since the suppression of the Revolutionary Army, he had established himself as the undisputed head of the BC Republic’s military.
“Thanks to you. How are things outside?”
“The executions of Valerie and the other ringleaders have been successfully completed. The public sentiment in Elancia has now completely turned toward the Empire and our provisional government.”
Henri let out a brief sigh.
“Moreover, thanks to the timely release of the medical supplies, we managed to completely contain the initial spread of the waterborne epidemic. Your accomplishments were truly remarkable, Lieutenant Colonel.”
‘Status Analysis.’
[Name: Henri de Dubois]
[Status: Relief, chronic fatigue, self-justification]
[Emotion: I made the right choice. Even if they call me a puppet of the Empire, I saved innocent citizens from rioters and disease.]
He had finished rationalizing things in his own way. Conveniently, I didn’t need to worry about him. From now on, he would serve as the Empire’s loyal hound of his own accord.
“All of this was thanks to your outstanding command, General Henri. Please continue to lend us your efforts.”
“That is excessive praise. In fact, your role was indispensable. In any case, I’ll be going now…….”
Having said his piece, Henri left the hospital room with heavy steps.
And not long afterward—
The door burst open, and a fragrant scent swept into the room.
Seraphina, Hannah, Erika, and Frederica. The four key female officers of the Jäger Combat Group had all charged into the hospital room at once.
“How are you feeling?”
Seraphina approached me first, her face filled with worry.
“Truly…… Lieutenant Colonel! I thought my heart was going to stop.”
Hannah came next, rubbing her face against my chest.
“…….”
Frederica and Erika stood at a distance, perhaps uncomfortable with the other two’s overt displays of affection. Of course, they both flinched the moment their eyes met mine.
“I’m fine, so you don’t need to worry. I’ll be back on my feet after a good rest, so just focus on getting the unit back in order.”
“Understood. Please, don’t overexert yourself.”
Once they had left as well, the last visitor to arrive was Major General Falkenheim.
“Well, the hero looks like he’s been through the mill.”
“General.”
I tried to sit up, but he pressed me back down.
“Just lie there. Your face has gone as pale and thin as a rat’s.”
Major General Falkenheim joked as he pulled over a folding chair from the corner of the hospital room.
“Anyway, I’m glad you made it back alive. Actually, while you’ve been lying here, international affairs have been getting rather interesting.”
The playfulness vanished from Falkenheim’s eyes, replaced by seriousness.
“You know that ‘Santa Barbara colonial subcontracting’ proposal you made to Her Imperial Highness. After receiving His Majesty the Emperor’s approval, the Foreign Ministry formally sent the proposal to the United Kingdom.”
“What was the result?”
“It was rejected immediately.”
Falkenheim gave a wry laugh.