Taming The Villainesses

Seureukseureuk.

Aira gripped her hands in the air and started rocking them. It looked like she was jerking off an imaginary pen¡s.

And that would be what was actually happening right now. Aira was holding my dicƙ with a ‘magic hand’, and pumping it up and down.

With my dicƙ being jerked by ‘nothing’, I could feel a tingling sensation traveling from my tailbone to the tip of my hairs.

To think that such a thing existed.

It could be said that my horizon of this new world was expanding in many ways…

“Are you feeling good? Your face is turning so red.”

“That’s-.”

To be honest, it felt good.

It was the same as extracting s£men from a stallion. Just purely getting the seeds out without any exchange of warmth nor touch.

Though, I couldn’t relax and fully enjoy the experience, as any wrong move could potentially rip my dicƙ off due to the telekinesis.

I should cuɱ quickly.

So, I sought visual stimuli to heighten the sensations and climax.

For a few minutes, I indulged myself with the image of Aira’s ƅreasts that were only covered by her underwear, or her slender and white thighs. It was really effective in pumping my blood.

“Ugh.”

Buryut, buryut, buryut.

Finally, with a convulsive spasm, I ejacuǀated. The force of it was so strong that it even reached Aira, who was sitting in mid-air, and got splattered with my s£men.

“It seems like you enjoyed it.”

Cheureureuk.

My s£men trickled down Aira’s pale face, chest, abdomen, and thighs. Only then did she release my pen¡s that she had been holding with her telekinetic hand.

A sense of relief washed over me, like I was freed from captivity. But there was also tension that’d been building up as to what Aira’s reaction might be from getting soiled by my s£men.

Aira looked down at her body soaked in white goo with indifferent eyes and commented.

“It’s stickier than expected.”

With a flick of her finger, the seeds sullying her body completely disappeared without a trace.

As if it was never there to begin with, it was impeccably clean.

“Well, I should wash up now.”

Meanwhile, Aira was acting nonchalant and undisturbed, which left me completely baffled.

* * *

I massaged Aira’s hair and lathered her body with soap, then rinsed her off with water.

It was akin to that of an artist sculpting a masterpiece, a sublime task that didn’t require any conversation or storytelling.

“…….”

“…….”

I just silently washed Aira, and she also just took me for granted like a machine or a servant.

I felt like she was intentionally not mentioning what just happened.

Now that I thought about it, Aira was always like this.

Even when I licked the soap off her body.

Or when she made me fųck her hand in my room.

She would always initiate something provocative, but once it was over, there was not a single word of mention, as if nothing had happened.

It felt awkward, almost deliberate.

As if she was trying to hide something.

‘But, hide what?’

Was there something Aira wanted to hide from me?

Aira’s languid voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

“It feels good to be clean.”

“You may catch a cold, please go into a warm blanket.”

After drying her hair, Aira draped a white robe on her body and snuggled under the blanket. Judging from her yawning, she seemed sleepy.

“Theo.”

After an awkward silence, Aira suddenly said to me.

“Does the Queen have something to say?”

“You must always serve your Queen with all your heart and soul, do you understand?”

“… I understand.”

Despite such a reply, I still felt uneasy.

There were many things I hid from Aira, and surely there were things she didn’t tell me as well.

I felt a sense of discomfort knowing that we wore masks and weren’t true to ourselves.

Which made me wonder, was this the type of world that Aira was living in?

As someone who could distinguish between lies and truth, wasn’t it suffocating, as if there was a wall between Aira and other people? Wasn’t it tiring to constantly deal with a masked facade?

“Aira-nim.”

“What’s the matter?”

‘Good night.’

It was the right moment to say that.

Sending Aira off to sleep gave me a much needed alone time to reflect on what had just happened.

However, the words that came out of my mouth were different.

“Would you like to go for a walk together? After the rain, the air will be clear and nice.”

“You’re unusually childish today, Theo.”

“Childish?”

“This is the first time you’ve asked me for a lot of things. Is there something you want to say to me, or something you’re hiding?”

Seureuk.

Aira put her hand on my face. It reminded me of the time when Mirna pinched my cheek, causing my shoulders to instinctively tense up.

Seukseuk.

Aira simply stroked my cheek with her hand.

In fact, now that I thought about it, Aira had never pinched my cheeks or smacked me at the back of the head like the other girls.

She always just caressed me, just like this.

It was frankly surprising…

I tilted my head, feeling the warmth of Aira’s palm.

“You should go to sleep. Please ignore my unreasonable request. Treat it as if it never happened. Good night.”

“… No. Let’s take a stroll.”

Aira wore a robe resembling a coat over her gown, then we walked along the promenade near the Single Digit Rankers’ dormitory.

The walking path was neatly arranged, and felt quiet and elegant. Perhaps because it was a rare night time stroll, but Aira started talking about various things.

“When we ate the cake my sister made, everyone said it was delicious. But it’s actually very salty since she confused salt with sugar.”

“I see. That’s really funny.”

I nodded my head as I listened to Aira. They were good stories.

But going for a walk wasn’t exactly the best decision.

I was starting to regret it a little bit since it seemed that the awkwardness was only adding up.

However, one thing was for sure, Aira’s personality began to become brighter and more cheerful after coming to Arc.

Compared to the days when she just sat on the throne playing hysterics, the current Aira walking along the promenade felt like a simple princess.

“Aira-nim, do you like life at Arc?”

“Yes, it feels like I’m on vacation, so I’m enjoying it!”

Aira’s answer was very straightforward.

Frankly, I didn’t think she would answer this honestly. I was stunned. Aira seemed to be enjoying herself lately.

Rather, Aira asked.

“Then what about you, Theo? Are you enjoying life?”

“Me?”

“Yes, you’re always frowning at the court.”

“Well-.”

That was because there was a lot to worry about.

But now, was I enjoying life? I hadn’t really thought of it, so I was left speechless.

Nevertheless, things were definitely better now than it was back then.

I didn’t need to worry about a rebellion, and there was no fear of an angry Aira ripping someone’s head off.

The only problem, really, was that I had to somehow bring Aira to my side.

• Edited by: faker