'I'm the Villain, But the System Made Me OP'-Chapter 39: Morning

Day of the gala.

Draven woke up early. Dawn light through the windows. *Whoosh.* Wind outside.

Mara was still asleep. Curled against him. Naked. Warm. Her breathing soft. *Haa... haa...*

He slipped out of bed. Quiet. *Rustle.* Didn’t want to wake her.

Needed to think. Clear his head. Big day ahead.

The gala. Vivienne. Aldric. Everything started today.

[System]: *Morning Host*

*Big day today*

*Meet the princess*

*Steal her from Aldric*

*At his own party*

*Nervous?*

No. Not nervous.

Just... focused.

Draven grabbed a robe. *Rustle.* Headed for the baths. Estate had private hot springs. Natural. Fed by underground rivers.

Perfect for clearing his mind.

He walked down the hall. *Tap tap tap.* Early morning quiet. Nobody else awake yet.

Except—

The door to Elise’s chambers was open. *Creak.* Just a crack.

Steam coming from inside.

She was already up. In her private bath.

[System]: *Ohhh*

*Mother’s bathing*

*Early morning*

*Alone*

*Naked*

*You thinking what I’m thinking? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

Draven stopped. Listened.

Water running. *Splash splash.* Soft humming. Her voice.

He shouldn’t. Had to prepare for the gala. Focus on the mission.

But.

It’d been a few days since they’d been alone together. Really alone.

And his body wanted her. Always wanted her.

Fuck it.

Draven pushed the door open. *Creak.* Stepped inside. Closed it behind him. *Click.*

Elise’s private bath was through another door. Steam everywhere. Warm. Humid.

He walked in. *Tap tap.*

She was in the shower. Water cascading down. *Splash splash splash.* Her back to him. Silver hair wet. Sticking to her shoulders.

Naked. Completely.

His mother’s body. Curves. Soft. Mature. Perfect.

Draven just watched for a moment. Drinking it in.

Then Elise spoke. Not turning around.

"I heard you come in," she said. Voice calm. Knowing. "Were you planning to just watch? Or join me?"

"Can’t sneak up on an A-Rank."

"No you can’t." She looked back. Smiled. Water running down her face. "Well? Coming in or not?"

Draven dropped his robe. *Rustle.* Stepped into the shower. *Splash.*

Hot water hit him. Steam everywhere.

Elise turned. Looked at him. Eyes traveling down. Seeing him naked. His cock already half-hard just from looking at her.

"Someone’s eager," she said. Amused.

"Can you blame me?"

"No." She stepped closer. Water running between them. "I was hoping you’d come. Been thinking about you all night."

"Yeah?"

"The gala’s today. You’re going into danger. Meeting that girl. Aldric’s going to be watching." Her hands touched his chest. Wet. Warm. "I needed to see you. Before all that."

"Just see me?"

She smiled. "Maybe more than see."

Draven pulled her close. *Splash.* Bodies pressing together. Wet skin. Heat. Her breasts against his chest. Soft. Full.

"You’re worried," he said. Not a question.

"Always. You keep taking bigger risks." Her hands slid up. Cupped his face. "But I trust you. I just... need this. Need you. Before you go out there."

"Then take me."

She kissed him. Deep. Hungry. Water pouring over them both. *Splash splash splash.*

Tongues meeting. *Slurp.* Tasting each other. Her body molding against his.

Draven’s hands found her ass. *Squeeze.* Lifted her slightly. She gasped into his mouth.

"Missed this," she whispered between kisses. "Missed you."

"It’s been three days."

"Too long." Her hand slid down. Found his cock. Fully hard now. *Squeeze.* "Way too long."

She stroked him. Slow. Water as lube. *Slick slick slick.*

"Fuck," Draven groaned. "You’re good at that."

" IHad my practice." She bit his lip. Gently. "Lots of practice. With my son’s cock."

The way she said it. *My son’s cock.* So casual. So dirty.

His hands moved. Cupped her breasts. Heavy. Perfect. *Squeeze.*

"Ahh..." Elise moaned. "Yes. Touch them. I’ve been wanting you to touch them all week."

"Yeah?" Draven’s thumbs found her nipples. Already hard. He circled them. "Want your son to play with mother’s tits?"

"God yes." She arched into his hands. "Don’t tease. You know what I like."

He did.

Draven lowered his head. Took her left nipple into his mouth. *Slurp.*

"AAHHH—" Elise’s moan echoed off the tile. Loud. "Fuck yes—"

Suck. Suck. Suck. He suckled hard. Tongue swirling. Teeth grazing.

"So good—" Her hands gripped his hair. "Such a good son you are—sucking mother’s tits—"

He switched to the other breast. *Slurp.* Same treatment. Sucking. Licking. Biting gently.

Elise was panting. *Haa... haa...* Water still pouring down. Steam thick.

"Don’t stop," she begged. "Please don’t stop—"

Draven kept worshiping her breasts. Switching between them. Licking. Sucking. *Slurp slurp slurp.* Hands kneading. *Squeeze squeeze.*

"Mother your boobs are perfect," he said against her skin. "So fucking perfect."

"They’re yours," she gasped. "All yours. Only yours."

His hand slid down. Between her legs. Found her wet. Not from the shower. From arousal. Soaked.

"Fuck you’re dripping."

"Told you I’ve been thinking about you." She spread her legs slightly. Giving him access. "I have Been touching myself. At night. Imagining this."

Draven pushed two fingers inside. *Squelch.* No resistance. So wet.

"Like this?" He curled them. Hit that spot.

"YES—fuck—just like that—" Her hips bucked. Grinding against his hand. "Don’t tease me. I need you. Need your cock."

"Not yet." He kept fingering her. *Squelch squelch squelch.* Thumb on her clit. Rubbing.

"You’re being mean—ahh—I can’t wait—"

"Yes You can." He sucked her nipple harder. *Slurp.* Fingers moving faster.

Elise was trembling. Close already. Wound too tight.

"Please—my son please—make mother cum—"

Draven bit her nipple. Gently. At the same time. Pressed hard on her clit.

"FUCK—CUMMING—" Elise cried out. Pussy clenching around his fingers. *Squelch squelch.*

First orgasm. Quick. Intense.

[Elise Orgasm Count: 1]

He didn’t stop. Kept fingering through it. Making it last longer.

"Too much—sensitive—ahh!—" But she wasn’t pushing him away. Just moaning. Taking it.

Finally he pulled his fingers out. *Squelch.* Brought them to his mouth. Licked them clean. *Slurp.*

Elise watched. Eyes glazed. "That’s so fucking hot."

"You taste good, Mother."

"Don’t call me that when you’re—" She cut off. Laughed. "Actually. Do call me Mother. It’s hotter."

Draven grinned. Grabbed her hips. Lifted her. *Splash.*

She wrapped her legs around his waist automatically. *Thump.* Her back against the tile wall. Cold stone. Hot water still pouring down.

"This position?" she asked. Breathless.

"This position." He positioned himself. Cock against her entrance. "Standing. Wall. Like you love."

"I do love it." Her arms around his neck. "Fuck me against the wall. Show me how strong my son is."

Draven pushed in.

*Squelch.*

One thrust. Balls deep. Her pussy taking him. Hot. Tight. Perfect.

"FUCK YES—" Elise moaned loud. Nails digging into his shoulders. "So deep like this—standing—holding me up—"

He started thrusting. Hard. Fast. *Slap slap slap slap.* Water splashing everywhere. *Splash splash splash.*

Her back hit the wall with each thrust. *Thump. Thump. Thump.* Rhythmic. The tile cold against her skin. His body hot against her front.

"YES YES YES—" Elise’s head thrown back. Water pouring over her face. "Harder—fuck your mother harder—"

Draven grabbed her ass. *Squeeze.* Used it for leverage. Pounding up into her. *SLAP SLAP SLAP.*

Her breasts bouncing. *Bounce bounce.* Right in his face. He leaned in. Caught a nipple. Sucked hard. *Slurp.*

"AHH—can’t—gonna—FUCK—" Second orgasm already. Standing position hit different. Deeper.

[Elise Orgasm Count: 2]

Her pussy spasmed. *Squelch squelch.* But Draven kept going. No pause. Just kept pounding.

"You’re insane—I just came—too sensitive—"

"Don’t care." He switched nipples. *Slurp.* Kept thrusting. "Gonna make you cum again."

"Can’t—it’s too much—"

"You can. And you will."

He changed angle slightly. Hit deeper.

"OH GOD—" Elise’s eyes went wide. "There—right there—how do you always find—AAHHH—"

Third orgasm. Harder than the second. Her whole body shaking.

[Elise Orgasm Count: 3]

"Three already," Draven said. Voice rough. "Going for six today."

"You always do this—make me cum so much—I can’t—" But she was smiling. Breathless. Flushed. "My perfect son. My perfect cock. All mine."

"All yours, Mother."

"Say it again."

"You’re taking your son’s cock. Against the wall. In the shower. Like a good mother."

"Fuck—" She kissed him. Desperate. Hungry. "I am a good mother. Taking care of my son’s needs."

"Such good care."

They kissed while he fucked her. *Slap slap slap.* Water everywhere. Steam thick. Can’t see anything but each other.

Draven’s legs were burning. Holding her up. S-Rank strength made it possible. Normal person couldn’t do this. But he could. And she loved it.

"You’re so strong," Elise gasped. "Holding me up like this. Fucking me like this. My powerful son."

"Feel good?"

"So good—better than anything—I love this position—love when you hold me—"

He thrust deeper. Harder. *SLAP SLAP SLAP.*

"Gonna cum again?" he asked.

"Close—so close—don’t stop don’t stop—"

"Never."

Fourth orgasm building. He felt it. Her pussy getting tighter. Breath faster.

"NOW—" Draven demanded.

"CUMMING—" Elise screamed. Loud. Pussy clenching hard. *Squelch squelch squelch.*

[Elise Orgasm Count: 4]

But he didn’t stop. Kept pounding through it. Making her oversensitive. Making her shake.

"Too much—fuck—can’t take it—"

"Yes you can." He bit her neck. *Nip.* "You’re gonna take it. Gonna take everything I give you."

"Yes—god yes—give it to me—"

Water starting to get cold. Shower running too long. But neither of them cared.

Just kept fucking. *Slap slap slap.* Her against the wall. Him holding her up. Perfect.

"Fifth one," Draven said. "Coming up."

"I can’t—already came four times—my pussy’s—"

"Your pussy can take it." He reached between them. Found her clit. Started rubbing.

"NO—that’s cheating—you can’t just—AAHHH—"

Fifth orgasm. Fast. Overstimulated. Entire body convulsing.

[Elise Orgasm Count: 5]

She went limp. *Haa... haa... haa...* Panting. Exhausted.

Draven pulled out. *Squelch.* Set her down gently. *Splash.* She could barely stand. Leaning against the wall.

"Fucking hell," she said. Weak. "Five orgasms before breakfast. You’re ridiculous."

"Not done yet."

"I know. You haven’t cum yet." She looked at his cock. Still hard. Covered in her juices. "My poor son. Needs to finish."

"Yeah."

"How do you want me?"

"Turn around. Hands on the wall."

Elise obeyed. *Splash.* Turned. Bent forward slightly. Ass out. Hands flat on the tile. Looking back at him.

"Like this?"

"Perfect."

Draven entered from behind. *Squelch.* Different angle. Deeper.

"Fuck—" Elise moaned. "Always so deep from behind—"

He grabbed her hips. *Squeeze.* Started pounding. *Slap slap slap slap.* Fast. Hard. Chasing his own release now.

"Yes—fuck me—use mother’s pussy—cum inside me—"

The dirty talk. The position. Her body. Everything building.

"Close," Draven said.

"Do it—cum in your mother—fill me up—"

He thrust harder. Faster. *SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP.*

"NOW—"

*SPURT. SPURT. SPURT. SPURT.*

Hot. Thick. Deep in her pussy. Flooding her.

"AAHHH—" Elise came again. Sixth time. Triggered by feeling him cum.

[Elise Orgasm Count: 6]

[Draven Orgasm Count: 1]

They stayed like that. Him inside her. *Haa... haa... haa...* Both catching breath.

Water still running. Lukewarm now. Almost cold.

Draven pulled out. *Squelch.* Cum leaking from her pussy. *Drip drip.* Mixing with shower water.

Elise turned around. Leaned against him. *Splash.* Exhausted. Happy.

"Six," she said. Weak voice. "You always get me to six."

"You love it."

"I really do." She kissed his chest. "My perfect son."

They stood under the water. Holding each other. Just breathing.

Finally. Elise pulled back. "We should actually shower. Clean up. You’ve got a gala to prepare for."

"Yeah."

They washed each other. Gentle. Intimate. Different from the rough fucking. Soap. *Slurp slurp.* Washing hair. Rinsing. *Splash.*

Comfortable. Familiar. This was their routine now. Sex. Then care.

"Nervous about today?" Elise asked. Running soap over his back.

"No."

"Liar." She kissed his shoulder. "I can tell. You’re tense."

"Maybe a little."

"It’s okay to be nervous. You’re walking into Aldric’s territory. Meeting his fiancée. Trying to seduce her. Under his nose."

"When you say it like that it sounds insane."

"It is insane." She turned him around. Looked at him. Serious. "But you’ll succeed. Because you always do."

"You have a lot of faith in me."

"Always." She touched his face. "You’re my son. My lover. My everything. I believe in you completely."

Draven pulled her close. Kissed her forehead. "Thanks, Mother."

"Now." She stepped back. Rinsed off. *Splash.* "Let’s get out. We both need to get ready. Big day ahead."

They dried off. *Rustle rustle.* Towels. Got dressed.

Elise in her chambers. Draven heading back to his room.

Before he left. She grabbed his hand. *Squeeze.*

"Come back safe," she said. Quiet. Worried.

"Always."

"Promise?"

"Promise."

She kissed him. Soft. Sweet. "I love you."

"Love you too, Mother."

[System]: *That was BEAUTIFUL ♥*

*Morning shower sex*

*Wall position*

*6 orgasms*

*Mother/son dynamics*

*Perfect*

*Now get ready*

*You’ve got a princess to steal ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)*

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Back in his room.

Mara was awake. Sitting up in bed. *Rustle.* Naked. Stretching.

"Where’d you go?" she asked.

"Bath."

"Alone?"

"Started alone."

She grinned. Knowing. "Elise."

"How’d you—"

"You smell like her perfume. And you’ve got that satisfied look." Mara laughed. "Don’t worry. I’m not jealous. I know she’s your primary."

"Thanks."

"Besides." She got out of bed. *Thump.* Walked over. Pressed against him. "That just means you’re warmed up for me later tonight. After the gala. After you steal that princess."

"Confident I’ll succeed?"

"Completely." She kissed him. "Now. Let’s get you dressed. We’ve got a party to crash."

[System]: *Gala prep time*

*Get dressed*

*Look amazing*

*Go to palace*

*Meet Vivienne*

*Steal her from Aldric*

*This is gonna be GOOD*

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Two hours later.

Draven stood in front of the mirror. Formal clothes. Black suit. Silver trim. House Arclight colors. Expensive. Tailored perfectly.

He looked good. Really good.

Mara appeared behind him. *Tap tap.* Her dress was stunning. Black with silver accents. Matched his suit. Deliberate. Showing everyone they were together.

"Ready?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Nervous?"

"No."

"Good." She took his arm. *Rustle.* "Let’s go steal a princess."

They walked out. Down the hall. *Tap tap tap tap.*

Outside. A carriage waiting. Valerius crest. Duke was lending it to them.

They climbed in. *Creak.* Sat. *Thump.*

The carriage started moving. *Clip clop clip clop.* Horses pulling them toward the Royal Palace.

Toward Aldric.

Toward Vivienne.

Toward everything changing.

Draven looked out the window. City passing by. People everywhere. Busy day.

[System]: *Status check*

*VP: 161,650*

*Rank: S-Rank High*

*Quest: Political Seduction*

*Target: Vivienne Corvus*

*Difficulty: HIGH*

*Rewards: 60,000 VP potential*

*Are you ready Host?*

Yeah.

He was ready.

Time to steal a princess.

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