Transmigrated As A Stepdad In A Fantasy Doujin World

Chapter 49: 49. The First Step(18+)

Kael stood near the edge of the bed, still feeling the faint sting where her dagger had pressed against his neck.

The residual mana in his channels hummed quietly.

He looked at Seraphine and cleared his throat once.

”So... uh. Should we do this right now? Or later? Eira is in the next room, so maybe we should do it tomorrow.”

Seraphine did not answer with words.

She stepped forward, planted both hands against his chest, and shoved him backward onto the mattress.

The bed creaked under his weight.

Before he could sit up she was already kneeling between his legs, fingers working the fastenings of his pants with sharp, impatient movements.

She yanked the fabric down along with his underclothes in one pull.

His cock, still soft but heavy and long, fell free against his thigh.

Even in its relaxed state the size was clear. Thick veins rested under the skin, and the two heavy balls sat full beneath the shaft.

Seraphine’s crimson eyes locked onto it and stayed there as she thought.

’His cock is larger even in this limp form than most of the people’s erected one.’

She stared for several long seconds, lips slightly parted.

”Why is it not hard yet?” she asked, voice flat.

Kael kept his tone even.

”Without any stimulation it doesn’t get hard on its own.”

She already knew that. She asked anyway.

Her pale fingers reached out and wrapped loosely around the soft length.

The contrast between her small hand and the thick shaft was obvious.

She squeezed once, testing the weight, then looked up at him with a cold warning in her eyes.

”Remember. This is only for these five days until the invasion. If your mana doesn’t improve or you don’t get stronger, and if this whole dual cultivation term turns out to be a lie, I will kill you by removing this part from your body.”

She warned him while squeezing his shaft a little hard, causing a flash of pain, but he kept his expression neutral so as not to arouse her suspicion.

”Sera, I wouldn’t even dream of tricking you.”

”We’ll see that,” she said as she loosened her grip, allowing the pain to fade.

Her fingers stayed around him while the memory of the dreams rose unbidden.

This was the same cock that had forced its way into her mouth and later torn through her hymen in those vivid nights.

The thought made her stomach twist, yet she did not let go.

She leaned in a little closer, inspecting it properly for the first time.

The musky scent of his cock drifted up through her nostrils. Warm, male, and stronger than she expected.

A quiet pulse of heat answered between her legs.

Her pussy grew wet almost at once, the thin fabric of her yoga pants sticking slightly to her folds.

Under her touch the soft length began to swell.

Kael felt every inch of the change.

His stepdaughter’s cool fingers, the taboo weight of the moment, the knowledge that she was touching him willingly after everything that had already happened under the quilt.

His cock thickened steadily in her grip, rising until it stood fully hard, the head dark and already glistening.

Seraphine’s hand moved slowly from base to tip and back down again.

Her petite frame stayed kneeling between his knees, white t-shirt hanging loose, silver-white hair falling forward as she focused on the task.

She worked him with careful, almost gentle strokes, studying the way the veins stood out and the way the heavy head twitched whenever her thumb brushed over it.

’I need some related skill to make her grow horny after my climax.’

’System, open the shop of skills.’

Kael kept his breathing steady while his mind opened the system shop.

Rows of skills scrolled past.

He filtered quickly for anything related to sensation and control.

One skill stood out.

[Blissful Hands – 1200 LP]

Effect: Amplifies the pleasure delivered through the user’s hands by a factor of two. Works on both giver and receiver during intimate contact.

His current total sat at 630 LP. Not enough yet.

’After this handjob I’ll probably have enough for this skill,’ he thought.

Down between his legs Seraphine continued the slow up-and-down rhythm.

Precum beaded at the tip and began to slide along the shaft, making each stroke smoother. The soft wet sound of her hand moving over the slick skin filled the quiet room.

Schlick... schlick...

Her small fingers could not fully close around the girth.

She used both hands after a while, one stacked above the other, working the full length with growing friction.

Her own breathing had grown lighter. She could feel the heat of him against her palms and the steady pulse that answered every squeeze.

Minutes passed.

Her arms began to ache from the constant motion. She frowned and looked up at him without stopping the strokes.

”Why is it not cumming yet?”

Kael met her eyes calmly.

”It needs something more. Liquid. Saliva works best. Makes everything smoother and easier. Visual stimulation helps too.”

He was holding the climax back on purpose. He wanted to see what she would do with the suggestion.

Seraphine stared at him for a second longer. A flash of irritation crossed her face.

”Useless dick just like you,” she muttered under her breath.

Then she stood up.

Without any visible shame she reached for the hem of her white t-shirt and pulled it straight over her head.

Her perky small breasts spilled free, pale skin flushed faintly along the curves.

The pink nipples stood already erect, a soft reddish tint coloring the tips under the low light of the room.

She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the tight yoga pants next.

With the same unhurried motion she pushed them down over her hips and stepped out of them, leaving the fabric pooled on the floor.

Her body was completely bare now. Smooth and hairless.

The soft round shape of her ass caught the light as she turned slightly.

Between her thighs the reddish-pink lips of her pussy were already slightly parted and glistening.

Above the small tight ring of her pink asshole the skin remained unmarked and clean.

’It’s really a wonderful world, taking off clothes without any second thoughts and more importantly she’s my stepdaughter.’

Kael’s cock throbbed hard at the full sight, jumping once against his stomach.

Seraphine noticed the reaction.

A brief, almost satisfied flicker passed through her crimson eyes before she knelt again between his legs.

She leaned in and dragged her tongue slowly across the swollen tip, tasting the precum that had gathered there.

The warm wet contact sent a sharp jolt straight up his spine.

She licked again, slower this time, circling the head with the tip of her tongue as if testing the flavor.

A thin strand of saliva connected her lower lip to the cock when she pulled back for a moment.

Kael watched her in genuine surprise.

’She became this erotic so easily and she might not even realize it yet.’

Seraphine’s free hand continued stroking the lower half of the shaft while her tongue worked the head. Soft wet sounds rose between them.

”Chup... sllrp...”

Her thoughts were a messy tangle.

’This is only so he can get stronger. Nothing else. Mother is away. Someone has to keep him from running off with those two. If this is what it takes, then fine. It’s temporary. Only five days.’

Yet her pussy kept clenching with every lick, and the musky taste on her tongue made the heat between her legs worse instead of better.

Kael rested one hand lightly on the back of her head, not pushing, just resting there. His voice stayed quiet.

”That’s better. Keep going like that, Sera.”

Seraphine made a small annoyed sound against his cock but did not pull away.

She licked from the underside of the head down along a thick vein and then back up again, coating more of him in saliva.

The friction of her hand grew wetter and smoother with every pass.

Kael felt the pressure building steadily at the base of his spine. He kept holding it back, wanting the moment to stretch longer.

’It seems tonight is going to be a long night,’ he thought, watching the top of her silver-white head bob slightly as she worked.

’Sorry, Isolde. Your daughter is already better at this than you. At least she puts her mouth on it. You only ever give those weak handjobs and then swallow the semen like protein only satisfying yourself.’

Seraphine’s tongue circled the tip again.

A soft, almost reluctant hum left her throat as another bead of precum welled up and she licked it away.

The room stayed quiet except for the wet sounds of her mouth and hand and the low creak of the bed whenever either of them shifted.

Outside the window the night of Grayhollow remained still, five days already ticking down, while inside the bedroom Seraphine continued the slow, reluctant, and increasingly thorough work of taking her stepfather’s cock into her mouth for the first time while fully awake.