Seven Sins System Chapter 322. Working And 'Working'

Seven Sins System Chapter 322. Working And 'Working'

After the curious encounter with Aria and John, I continued my jog through the peaceful park. The soft morning sun filtered through the branches, casting dappled shadows on the winding path. The rhythmic pounding of my feet against the ground served as a comforting distraction, allowing me to process the unusual turn of events.

I couldn't help but feel a subtle sense of relief. Allowing Aria to catch a glimpse of my true identity had been a risk, but it was a risk that had unexpectedly lightened my mood. The weight of maintaining my facade around her had been lifted, at least partially. I found myself pondering the possibilities of what our newfound understanding might mean for our interactions in the future.

Returning to my dorm, I quickly showered and got ready for the day ahead. The office was calling, and I couldn't afford to be late. With a newfound sense of confidence, I stepped out the door and into the academy building.

On a typical weekday morning in the mortal realm, I found myself seated in the familiar confines of my office. The room was filled with the subdued hum of fluorescent lights, and the scent of antiseptic hung in the air. I glanced around. My tentacles unfurled with a precise grace, each one snaking its way to the medicine cabinet. My otherworldly limbs moved with eerie synchrony as I began to inspect the rows of medicine bottles with meticulous care. The cool glass and plastic containers nestled in their designated spots were a testament to my organized approach, and my attention to detail was unmatched.

The list was clutched in one hand, while a pen was gripped firmly in the other. I would occasionally recite the names of the medicines, checking them off as I went, making sure each item was in stock. The task was a routine one, and for most, it might have been mundane.

Yet, despite my otherworldly competence, a soft, resigned groan occasionally slipped from my lips as I worked through the list. Not only once but repeatedly. It was clearly filled with pleasure.

Things were definitely taking a different turn this morning. I wasn't alone, and Claire was right there with me. She was down on her knees in front of me, and, well, let's just say my jeans weren't zipped up. Her mouth was hard at work, giving my enthusiastic erection the kind of attention it deserved. But that wasn't the only thing she was after; Claire was also helping herself to a hearty serving of succubus energy.

Surprisingly, it wasn't me who wanted this and came to me first, but Claire. The whole arrangement had started as her initiative, and it was her who'd offered to deliver a meal and, well, her particular brand of service. It was a package deal, it seemed, and after the recent... developments between me and Aria out in the yard, turning Claire down just didn't feel like an option.

Not only Claire. Hidden behind a curtain near the bed, Julia was discreetly busy, quietly straightening her clothes. She had her own plans for the day, a class to teach, and she was getting herself ready. We'd also shared an intimate moment earlier, and I'd made sure she enjoyed every bit of it.

In addition to the indulgence with both Claire and Julia, they had both kindly prepared me decent meals. I'd received two lunches today, one from each of them, along with the breakfast I'd brought from my dorm room. It was turning out to be quite the feast, and I couldn't help but marvel at a nice start of my day.

Things heated up with Claire, I eventually reached my climax, releasing my pent-up tension with a hiss of pleasure. It was a satisfying moment, one that often brought me a sense of relief. I could hear the notification about my Lust points in front of me, but I decided to let it be for now. There was work to do, after all.

"Ten painkillers, check," I muttered as I felt the climax ripple through my nerves. I was no stranger to multitasking. In my realm's office, I was used to working while enjoying services like this. I could maintain my focus and carry on without flinching. After all, it was just a simple blow job.

Claire slowly withdrew her head from my now limp erection, taking her time to ensure she didn't miss a drop. She swallowed every trace of the white liquid, leaving nothing behind. Afterward, she gently wiped the corners of her lips, erasing any lingering evidence of my release. With practiced grace, she rose to her feet, her movements both confident and efficient.

In an almost choreographed sequence, one of my tentacles swiftly zipped up my jeans and efficiently adjusted my pants, restoring the facade that concealed my true nature. It was as if nothing had happened.

Claire's lips formed a pout when she noticed my lackluster response. "Is that not good enough?" she asked with a hint of worry in her voice, her eyes searching for reassurance.

I raised one of my tentacles, silently signaling her to hush. My focus remained squarely on the list in my hand as I meticulously ticked off the last item. "And twenty mana potions, check," I announced, my voice calm and composed despite the recent distractions.

My tentacles gracefully withdrew from the cabinet. They coiled and settled behind my back. My human hand gently placed the list and pen on my desk, finally releasing me from the task at hand. I turned to face Claire, a soft smile playing on my lips.

"It was good, Claire. Thank you for your service," I expressed my gratitude, my words genuine as I leaned in to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead.

Claire, however, didn't seem entirely satisfied. She looked up at me, her expression tinged with disappointment. "But you didn't give me any response," she pointed out, her eyes searching for a connection that had eluded her.