"……."
Seraphina did not avoid my touch. No, rather, she tilted her head toward my palm and nuzzled against it. Like a cat yearning for praise, she closed her eyes in pleasure from my touch.
'Status Analysis.'
[Name: Seraphina von Reinhardt]
[Status: Physically and emotionally reliant on Max Jaeger.]
[Emotion: Relief at being acknowledged by him, a sense of stability and affection from the hand stroking her head.]
Her wariness had completely crumbled. All that remained was a blind trust and dependence on me.
"Major, you really are…."
I chuckled as I lifted her chin to meet her eyes.
"A model patient."
"…You, you… are an impertinent… doctor."
She muttered with a flushed face, but a tiny smile lingered at the corners of her lips. She gave my lips a light peck again, then picked up the pace of her hip movements.
"Hnng, ah! Ah! Ah!"
Climax was approaching. Her inner walls contracted madly, squeezing my cock. The nectar flowing from her entrance drenched my groin.
"M-Max…! I, I feel strange…! My head is going… blank…!"
Her eyes rolled upward as if about to turn over. I grabbed her pelvis firmly.
Now.
'Hand of Adjustment.'
[Skill 'Hand of Adjustment (Lv.2)' is activated.]
[Amplifies the target's pleasure.]
I thrust hard against her womb as I activated the skill.
"Kyaahng♡!!"
Seraphina practically screamed. Her body convulsed like a live fish, her entire vaginal wall spasming and clamping down on my cock as if to sever it.
The pressure brought me to my limit as well.
"Tch…!"
The sensation of ejaculation rose up my spine. The thought of pulling out flickered briefly, but her inner walls wouldn't let me go. No, honestly, I didn't want to pull out.
Besides, [Pregnancy Control] was on.
"…Accept it, Major."
"Uh, uhh…? Outside, outside…!"
She belatedly came to her senses and tried to push herself up, but I pinned her waist down and pulled her close.
"It's too late."
I thrust upward and buried my glans at the deepest point, the entrance of her womb.
Squirt, squirt!
"Heeik?! Ah, aaaah♡!!"
Hot semen poured into her deepest place. Raw ejaculation. A searing heat incomparable to when wearing a condom scorched her inner walls.
Squelch, squelch.
"Ah, no…! Aah…! It's… coming in… it's so hot…!"
Seraphina threw her head back and her body trembled. The mouth of her womb gaped open, drinking down the spilling semen. I could feel the warmth of her lower belly against my pelvis.
I emptied myself down to the last drop without reservation. Then I wrapped my arms tightly around her as she collapsed onto me, strength drained.
"Haa… haa…."
Once again, rough breathing and the scent of bitter night blossoms filled the car.
Seraphina was panting, face buried in my chest. Her body still quivering with the afterglow of pleasure.
"You, you… inside…."
After a long while, she murmured in a voice tinged with reproach.
"You broke… your promise."
"I apologize. Your tightness was so exquisite, I couldn't hold back."
I replied shamelessly, stroking her sweat-dampened back.
"And… to maximize the therapeutic effect, I judged that injecting my vital energy directly would be beneficial."
"……Liar."
Seraphina slowly looked up at me. But there was no anger in her eyes. Only the languor of a woman well-loved, mixed with a trace of worry.
[Emotion: More than a slight resentment over breaking the promise, greater joy at the fact that he desired her that much. There is concern about pregnancy, but she doesn't want to spoil the current happiness.]
She nuzzled her cheek against my chest again and murmured.
"…Take responsibility."
"Huh?"
"If… if a child comes… take responsibility."
A voice that was almost a whisper. But the weight it carried was not light.
I chuckled and kissed her forehead.
"Don't worry. That won't happen."
"…How can you be sure?"
"Because I regulated it."
"What did you…?"
"It's a secret."
I hugged her tightly. Seraphina asked no more and rested in my arms.
And after some time had passed,
I gently pushed Seraphina's now-heavy body aside and slowly pulled out my cock.
Squelch.
"Ah…."
A lewd sound of mucosa separating. As our private parts disengaged, a short moan of loss escaped Seraphina. White fluid trickled down her inner thighs.
"I should clean up."
I took out a handkerchief and wiped away the traces left on our bodies. Arranged our clothing, wiped down the seat.
"Haa…."
Seraphina sighed as she looked into the passenger-side mirror. Disheveled silver hair, smudged lipstick, and flushed cheeks. Going out like this would be advertising that we'd just had a vigorous session in the car.
"Just tidy your hair a bit and it'll be fine. The lipstick… I've eaten it all, so you'll have to reapply."
"…Let's go. If we're too late, it might raise suspicion."
I started the engine again. Only when the engine's vibration shook the car body did it finally feel like we had returned to reality.
The car glided back onto the capital's main streets. The roads were much quieter and stiller than before. But the atmosphere was completely different. Instead of awkwardness, a strange sense of fullness hung in the air.
Seraphina leaned her head against the window, occasionally stealing glances at me. Whenever our eyes met, she'd smile shyly or avert her gaze.
'Status Analysis.'
[Name: Seraphina von Reinhardt]
[Status: Fatigue, throbbing in her lower body.]
[Emotion: Doesn't want to part from Max Jaeger, a longing to spend the rest of the night together.]
Her true feelings were obvious, but I pretended not to notice and focused solely on driving.
Before I knew it, the car arrived at the hotel's main entrance.
"Let's go in."
I escorted Seraphina into the lobby. Given the late hour, the lobby was quiet.
As we waited for the elevator, Seraphina secretly took my hand. Soon, the arrival bell chimed and we reached the floor of her room. We walked to her door and stopped.
"Rest well, Major. You've had a long day."
I tried to release her hand. But Seraphina wouldn't let go.
"……Max."
She lifted her head to look up at me.
"…I mean."
[Emotion: Loneliness at being left alone, a desire to sleep wrapped in his arms.]
It was an appealing option. Sleeping with Seraphina in my arms in this luxurious hotel room.
However, I still had to be cautious about closing the distance too much. For many reasons.
"Major, you are now a hero of the Imperial Army and a star in the spotlight."
It seemed Seraphina understood what I meant.
She glanced around briefly. The security camera at the end of the hallway and the hotel staff on patrol were visible.
"……."
Her lips quivered with regret.
"…You're always so rational."
"Isn't that my strong point?"
I lifted the hand she held and placed a polite kiss on her knuckles.
Smooch.
"In our next session, I will definitely make you even better. I promise."
"Alright, I understand…."
Seraphina finally released my hand.
"Good night, Max."
She looked at me one last time with eyes dripping with longing, then disappeared into the room.
Click.
The door closed, leaving me alone in the hallway. Only then did I let out the tension in my shoulders.
"Phew…."
A long sigh escaped me involuntarily. Fatigue washed over me like a wave.
Today had been too long. From the morning parade, the audience with the emperor, the promotion ceremony, the political maneuvering at the banquet, the scuffle with Erika, the standoff with the princess.
And just now, the intense car sex with Seraphina.
[Skill 'Iron Will' is active.]
[Iron Will] kept my mind always clear, but it didn't do anything about accumulated fatigue. My legs were trembling and my back ached; what I needed now wasn't cool-headedness but rest.
'I need to get to bed quickly.'
I trudged my way down to the floor where my room was.
My head was filled only with thoughts of a fluffy bed and blankets. I wanted to collapse without a thought and sleep until the sun was high in the sky tomorrow.
My room was at the far end of the hallway. I pulled out my key from my pocket as I rounded the corner.
But then.
"……?"
Someone was standing in front of my door.
In the dim hallway light, a small silhouette leaning against the wall.
A woman with neatly tied brown hair, dressed in practical activity clothes.
"…Hanna?"
When I called her name, her head, which had been bobbing as if dozing, shot up.
"Ah! L-Lieutenant… no, Captain!"
Hanna's face lit up the moment she saw me, and she rushed over.
"Why are you here instead of sleeping?"
"Well… you hadn't come back yet, Captain…."
She fidgeted with her fingers.
"Today… from the parade to the banquet… I thought you must be tired…."
Hanna grabbed my sleeve and looked up at me. Her eyes glistened, moist.
"And… from your body, Captain…."
She sniffed, taking in the scents.
"…the smell of other women is far too strong."