Milfi-san pulled me by the hand deeper into an even narrower side path off the alley.
The gap between the walls was barely wide enough for one person to pass. When we faced each other, our backs pressed against the stone, leaving no escape.
From the main street just nearby came the faint sounds of laughter and the creaking of carriage wheels.
"Why here of all places?"
When I asked, she swayed her tail and gave a bewitching smile.
"You didn't want anyone to see, right? So… let's do it here, where no one will find out."
"Do it…? What do you mean?"
"Fufu… What do you think?"
Her red eyes glistened with heat, her breath unusually hot.
"M-Milfi-san… are you in heat again?"
"Hmm~ Maybe. When I ran earlier, my clothes rubbed against the curse mark."
"Something like that can trigger it?"
"And also… maybe I just wanted to tease Theo-kun a little."
"Isn't that the main reason?"
She brushed off my protest with an amused chuckle.
Our breaths mingled at such close range. My heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst through my chest.
Right beside us was a stack of wooden crates, just barely concealing us.
But if anyone looked carefully—even just a little—they'd spot us immediately.
(Something like this… in a place like this…!)
My heart felt ready to explode from the tension.
Yet Milfi-san's cheeks were flushed, her smile mischievous—
"Exciting, isn't it?"
"M-Milfi-san's excitement is completely different from mine!"
"It's the same. Here… feel it."
She took my hand and pressed it firmly against her own chest.
"Uwah…!"
Even through the fabric, the soft, resilient sensation came through clearly.
Heat surged through my entire body; I instinctively looked away.
"See? Same as you, right?"
"I-I don't know…!"
"Fufu, such a cute reaction."
With those words, her lips covered mine.
"…Nmmu!?"
Her tongue slipped in smoothly, and wet sounds—kuchu, pecha—echoed in the narrow space.
The mere thought that someone might hear even that made my legs tremble.
"Nfu… puah… reru."
"Hyaah!?"
I let out an embarrassingly high-pitched sound.
The moment she pulled her lips away, the tip of her tongue traced my ear.
"Nooo… If you make sounds like that, someone will hear."
Along with the sweet whisper, her tongue slid wetly into the depths of my ear.
"…Ah, aah…!"
A sensation I'd never felt in everyday life. The feeling of mucous membrane being violated turned into an unknown pleasure that completely dominated me.
"Haa, nn. Theo-kun's weak, sensitive ears… I'm going to play with them a lot… n, rero… reruu…"
Lewd watery sounds—kuchu kuchu. Sweet breath stroking my spine.
Pressed so tightly against her, back to the wall, I could only tremble helplessly.
"Fua, n-no more… stop…!"
The moment I desperately tried to keep my voice down—voices of a man and woman drifted from the street beyond the crates.
"Did you hear something just now?"
"Huh? What kind of sound?"
"Like a little scream… where'd it come from?"
(Oh no…! They'll find us…!)
My blood ran cold.
They seemed to be looking around nearby. Just three steps away, separated only by the crates.
And yet—
"Reru… reroo…"
"! M-Milfi-san… stop… right now, seriously…!"
"Rero… fufu, you're right. If Theo-kun doesn't hold it in, we'll get caught, won't we?"
"Why is it me who has to—!"
"Come on, do your best. You don't want anyone to see us together, right?"
Of all times, she had to say that now.
When she's in heat, Milfi-san is even more wicked than usual.
"Hii… u, kuu…!"
"What's wrong? Your voice is leaking. Is it okay if we get caught? Is it okay if someone sees us doing something so naughty?"
"Stop… please…"
"Come on, you're a boy, aren't you? Hold it in—no coming yet. Here, here, here, here."
Along with the whisper, her tongue churned deep inside my ear—guchu guchu.
Poisonous-sweet words and vulgar wet sounds assaulted me.
Exactly the "punishment" she'd promised. Pure hell.
I bit my lip and desperately, frantically held back every sound.
"Hmm~ Guess it was nothing."
"Yeah. Let's go."
Finally, the voices and footsteps faded away.
(S-safe…!)
A wave of relief so strong it felt like my soul had left my body washed over me.
And at last, Milfi-san pulled her mouth away from my ear.
"Good job holding out. Such a good boy. Now then…"
She smiled brightly, crouched down onto her knees, and—
"Let's move on to the next part of your punishment."
Her innocent smile turned impish as her fingers hooked into the waistband of my pants.
"W-wait!? M-Milfi-san…!"
"I wonder if you can hold it this time? It's going to be… even more intense."
With a smooth motion.
Before I could resist, the fabric slid down, exposing my painfully erect length to the open air.
"Please wait! What if someone really sees?!"
"Then we'll be embarrassed together?"
Looking up at me with those pleading eyes, her flushed face slowly drew closer to my crotch.
Her fluffy golden fox ears brushed teasingly against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.
"Nn… fufu… a, mu…"
"Stop… aaah…!"
My words broke off there.
The instant my tip was enveloped in her hot, melting mouth, every shred of reason was swept away.
The clamor of the street faded into the distance.
All that remained in my ears was the violent pounding of my heart and my own ragged breathing.
I clamped both hands desperately over my mouth to keep from screaming and bit back my sobs.
"Juru… jupo, nmuu…"
Obscene wet sounds echoed blatantly through the narrow alley.
A thick, saliva-drenched, viscous blowjob.
Each time her head moved rhythmically back and forth, lewd noises struck my eardrums, sending spine-tingling pleasure straight to the top of my skull.
"…Fuu…! Ku, uuu…!"
Pitiful moans leaked through the gaps between my fingers.
The pleasure was so overwhelming my knees nearly gave out.
(Doing something like this… outside…!)
"Nn… fufu, reroo… reru, bicha, jurururu"
Noticing my efforts to stay quiet, Milfi-san narrowed her eyes in amusement and deliberately made her tongue move more vigorously, amplifying the sounds.
"Fugu…! No, Milfi-san, stop…!"
"Kuchu… chupaa… amuun… fuu, nn, nn, nn, nn"
"Aguu!"
Her mouth moved with even greater intensity.
Jupo, jupu, jupupu.
Licking up the underside, flicking the head, applying powerful suction. Each motion made the sounds reverberate through the alley, pushing my shame to its absolute limit.
Sweet, honey-like saliva clung to my shaft, carving inescapable pleasure into me.
The urge to scream burned through my brain.
(I can't—I have to endure…!)
From the main street right there, people's conversations and the rumble of carriage wheels continued without pause.
Dozens of people were only a few steps and one thin wall of crates away.
We could be discovered at any moment.
Chupu.
With a wet pop, Milfi-san released me.
Her lips glistened with saliva and precum as she looked up at me with hazy, intoxicated eyes.
"Fufu, the sounds you make when you're trying so hard to hold back are adorable… I want to hear even more."
"Stop already, please… not like this…"
"No way. Ei."
With that, still crouched, she reached up and forcibly yanked both my wrists down.
"Wha—?"
My hands were torn away from my mouth. Panic flooded me.
I tried to pull them back up, but her slender arms didn't budge.
Of course not. There was no way an ordinary person like me could overpower a top-ranker.
"Now you can't cover your mouth anymore. Fufu, let me hear all those embarrassing sounds…"
With a seductive laugh, Milfi-san kept my arms pinned and dove back onto my defenseless cock.
"Aguu!"
Zuzu, jubobo!
An even more intense deep-throat assault resumed.
With both hands restrained and no way to silence myself, I felt like prey caught in a spider's web, slowly melting.
And yet—in that hopeless situation, the core of my body trembled with unbearable excitement.
"Jupu, jupu, juboo. Nn, so delicious."
"No more…! Milfi-san, I'm gonna come…!"
The vortex of pleasure had reached the tip; I was at my limit.
But then.
"—No."
Fuu.
Just before the peak, the warmth suddenly withdrew.
"Eh…?"
Left hanging on the edge, I stared down in disbelief.
Milfi-san looked up at me with a wicked smile, a silver thread stretching from her lips.
"If I let you come whenever you want… it wouldn't be much of a punishment, would it?"
"S-such…"
"Fufu. Then, for the final punishment."
She slowly stood up, turned her back to me, and—
Lifted the hem of her skirt, bending forward to thrust her hips out.
"Eh…?"
Her golden tail rose in front of me.
What was revealed was black lingerie far too seductive for the prim-and-proper dress she wore.
The crotch was already soaked through with her arousal.
And then—she hooked her fingers into it and slid it down.
—No way.
"Doing it all the way… right here? Are you serious?!"
When I frantically tried to stop her, Milfi-san glanced back over her shoulder with a sultry look.
"If we're going to get caught anyway, might as well go all the way, right?"
"That logic doesn't make any sense!"
"—Don't get the wrong idea, Theo-kun."
Her voice dropped, becoming low, sweet, and sultry.
"This is 'punishment.' You don't get to choose."
"…!"
"Just stay still. I'll move on my own."
She braced her hands against the wall, spread her legs wide, bent her knees slightly, and adjusted her height to match mine.
cont.... chapter and art p@treon/Soiha