'I'm the Villain, But the System Made Me OP'-Chapter 5: Virgin Ice and Forbidden Witnesses

Chapter 5: Virgin Ice and Forbidden Witnesses

The gazebo was quiet except for their breathing.

Seraphina sat on Draven’s lap, straddling him. Her dress hiked up. His hand still between her thighs. Her juices coating his fingers.

"Haa... haa..." She panted against his shoulder. "That was... I’ve never felt..."

"Want to feel even better?" Draven asked.

She pulled back. Met his eyes. Hers were glazed with lust but also uncertainty. "You mean... all the way?"

"Yes."

"I..." Seraphina bit her lip. "I’m scared."

"Of what?"

"Pain. Awkwardness. Not being good enough." Her voice dropped. "I’ve never even touched a man before today. What if I disappoint you?"

Draven cupped her face. "Impossible. You’re beautiful. Responsive. Perfect."

"But—"

"No buts." He kissed her. Soft. Reassuring. "I’ll go slow. If you want to stop, we stop. Your choice."

Seraphina searched his face. Looking for deception. Found only sincerity.

"Okay," she whispered. "I trust you."

[DING! VIRGIN HEROINE DEFLOWERING INITIATED!]

[Bonus Rewards Available:]

Make her first time memorable: +1,000 VP

No pain/only pleasure: +500 VP

Make her climax during penetration: +800 VP

Make her BEG for more: +1,200 VP

[Total Possible: 3,500 VP]

[Don’t fuck this up, Host. Virgin first times are CRITICAL for bonding. Do it right and she’s yours forever~]

Draven stood, lifting Seraphina with him. Her legs wrapped around his waist instinctively.

"Where—"

"The bench. It’s cushioned."

He laid her down gently. She looked up at him, platinum hair spread like a halo. Chest rising and falling rapidly. Dress disheveled.

Gorgeous.

"Beautiful," Draven murmured.

Seraphina blushed. "Don’t stare..."

"Can’t help it."

He knelt between her legs. Hands on her thighs. Slowly pushed her dress up higher. Revealing pale skin. The curve of her hips. Her soaked panties.

"May I?" His fingers hooked the waistband.

She nodded. Unable to speak.

Draven pulled them down. Slowly. Down her thighs. Past her knees. Off completely.

Seraphina was bare before him.

And she was perfect.

Smooth. Pink. Glistening with arousal. Virgin territory.

"You’re staring again," Seraphina said, voice trembling.

"Because you’re a work of art."

He leaned down. Kissed her inner thigh. Soft. Then higher. Closer.

"W-what are you—ahh!"

His tongue licked her slit. Slick. Sweet. She tasted like honey and ice.

"DRAVEN!" Seraphina’s back arched. "That’s—you can’t—ohhh..."

Slurp. He licked again. Slower. Savoring. His tongue found her clit. Circled. Flick flick.

"Ahhh! Nnn! That feels—I can’t—" Her hands gripped his hair.

Draven’s tongue worked her expertly. The Incubus bloodline enhanced his instincts. He knew exactly where to lick, where to press, where to tease.

Slurp slurp. Flick. Suck.

"I’m—already—so soon—AHHH!"

Seraphina came again. Her second orgasm. Stronger than the first.

Her thighs clamped around his head. Her pussy pulsed. Spurt. More wetness flooded his mouth.

He drank it all.

When her trembling subsided, he pulled back. Wiped his mouth. "Ready now?"

"Haa... haa... I don’t... I can barely think..." Seraphina’s eyes were unfocused.

"Perfect state for losing your virginity."

He stood. Unbuckled his pants. Let them drop.

His cock sprang free. Hard. Thick. Ready.

Seraphina’s eyes widened. "That’s... that’s supposed to fit inside me?"

"It will."

"I don’t think—"

"You’re wet enough. Relaxed enough. Trust me."

He positioned himself. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance. Hot. Slick.

"Tell me if it hurts," Draven said.

"Okay."

He pushed in. Slowly. Just the tip.

"Ahh!" Seraphina tensed.

"Breathe. Relax."

She took a shaky breath. Her muscles unclenched slightly.

Draven pushed deeper. Inch by inch. Her virgin walls stretched around him. Tight. So fucking tight.

"Nnn... it’s... so full..." Her hands gripped the bench.

Halfway. He felt resistance. The barrier.

"This might hurt for a second," he warned.

"Just... just do it fast. Like ripping off a bandage."

Draven thrust. Hard.

SNAP.

Seraphina’s hymen tore.

"AHH!" She cried out. Tears sprang to her eyes.

Draven held still. Buried completely inside her. "The worst is over."

"It... it hurts..." She whimpered.

"I know. Give it a moment."

He leaned down. Kissed her tears away. Whispered soothing words. Let her body adjust.

Thirty seconds passed.

The pain started to fade. Replaced by something else. A fullness. A pressure. Not unpleasant.

"How do you feel now?" Draven asked.

"Strange. Full. But... not bad." Seraphina’s breathing steadied. "You can... you can move."

"You sure?"

"Yes."

Draven pulled back. Slow. Almost all the way out. Then pushed back in. Slow.

"Ohh..." Seraphina’s eyes widened. "That’s... different."

He repeated. Slow. Gentle. Building a rhythm.

Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Careful. Measured.

"It’s... starting to feel... good..." Seraphina’s hands moved to his shoulders.

"Told you."

He increased the pace. Slightly. Still gentle but with more purpose.

Thrust. Thrust. Squelch. The wet sounds filled the gazebo.

"Ahh... ahh... ahh..." Her moans matched his rhythm.

Draven watched her face. The transition from pain to pleasure. The moment her eyes glazed over with lust instead of fear.

There.

"Feels good now, doesn’t it?" he asked.

"Yes! God, yes! Don’t stop!" Seraphina’s legs wrapped around his waist. Pulled him deeper.

Permission granted.

Draven picked up speed. Thrust thrust thrust. Harder. Faster.

SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. Skin meeting skin.

"AHHH! DRAVEN! YES!" Seraphina’s nails raked his back. "HARDER!"

He obliged. SLAM. SLAM. SLAM.

The bench creaked. Creak. Creak.

Her breasts bounced with each thrust. Still covered by her dress. Draven reached up. Pulled the neckline down. Freed them.

Perfect. Pale. Pink nipples hard as diamonds.

He took one in his mouth. Suck.

"AHHHN!" Seraphina’s back arched. "TOO MUCH! I’M—I’M—"

She came. Hard.

Her pussy clamped down on him. Spasm spasm spasm. Milking him.

"FUCK!" Draven groaned. The tightness was incredible.

But he didn’t stop. Kept thrusting. Fucked her through her orgasm.

"TOO SENSITIVE! I CAN’T—AHHHH!" Another one. Back to back orgasms.

[BONUS ACHIEVED: Made her climax during penetration!]

[+800 VP]

Draven felt his own release building. The Incubus stamina let him last, but even he had limits.

"Where?" he grunted.

"What?" Seraphina was incoherent.

"Where do you want me to finish?"

"I... inside! Please! I want to feel it!" She was too far gone to think about consequences.

Dangerous. But fuck it.

Draven thrust deep. One. Two. Three more times.

Then—

SPURT. SPURT. SPURT.

He came. Hard. Hot. Deep inside her virgin pussy.

"AHHH! I FEEL IT! SO HOT!" Seraphina climaxed again. Her fourth. Her pussy milked every drop.

They collapsed together. Both panting. Sweating. Exhausted.

"Haa... haa... that was..." Seraphina couldn’t form words.

"Your first time," Draven finished.

"It was... incredible." She looked up at him. Eyes full of wonder. "I never knew it could feel like that."

"That’s because most men are selfish lovers. I’m not."

She laughed. Weak but genuine. "Arrogant."

"Accurate."

[DING! VIRGIN DEFLOWERING COMPLETE!]

[MASSIVE REWARDS!]

[QUEST COMPLETE: "The Ice Princess’s Surrender"]

Achievements:

Successfully deflowered virgin heroine ✓

Made her first time memorable ✓

No pain after initial penetration ✓

Made her climax FOUR times during sex ✓

Made her beg for more ✓

Rewards:

3,000 VP (Quest completion)

3,500 VP (All bonus objectives)

Skill: [Ice Affinity Lv.1] (Learned from intimate contact)

Seraphina: HAREM MEMBER CONFIRMED

Seraphina: Affection 60 → 85/100

Seraphina: Arousal 85 → 100/100 (ADDICTED)

HIDDEN REWARD UNLOCKED:

Seraphina’s Secret Desire Revealed: She has a submissive streak. She LOVES being dominated.

[Total VP Earned: 6,500]

[Current VP Total: 12,250]

[LEVEL UP!]

[B-Rank (Low Stage) → B-Rank (Mid Stage)]

[ACHIEVEMENT: "Ice Breaker"]

[You deflowered the Ice Princess. Legendary status achieved!]

Draven felt the power surge. His mana core expanded. The blue crystal deepened in color. Stronger. Denser.

B-Rank Mid Stage. He was advancing faster than anyone in history.

"You’re glowing again," Seraphina noted. She was still beneath him, his softening cock still inside her.

"Advanced. Again."

"From... from sex?" She blushed. "That dual cultivation thing you mentioned?"

"Exactly."

"So... if we do this more often..." Her fingers traced his chest. "We both get stronger?"

"Yes."

A slow smile spread across her face. "Then we should practice. A lot."

[She’s hooked. Virgin turned sex addict in one session. NICE.]

They cleaned up. Draven used a minor spell to remove evidence. Seraphina’s dress was rumpled but wearable.

"I should go," she said. But didn’t move. "Before someone notices I’m here."

"Stay a little longer."

"Draven, if anyone finds out—"

Footsteps.

They both froze.

Someone was approaching the gazebo.

Multiple someones.

Voices. Female.

"—heard Lady Seraphina arrived hours ago—"

"—the young master must be entertaining her—"

"—Lady Elise wanted to check on them—"

Fuck.

Draven and Seraphina exchanged panicked looks.

The gazebo entrance was partially hidden by roses, but not completely. If someone looked closely—

Too late.

The roses parted.

Lady Elise stepped through.

And froze.

Her eyes took in the scene. Draven and Seraphina. Both disheveled. His pants half-buckled. Her dress askew, neckline pulled down. Seraphina’s flushed face. The smell of sex in the air.

"Mother—" Draven started.

Elise’s face went through several emotions. Shock. Realization. And then something else.

Hurt.

"I see." Her voice was cold. Distant. "Lady Seraphina. How... unexpected."

Seraphina scrambled to fix her dress. "Lady Elise, I can explain—"

"No need." Elise’s smile was brittle. "You’re both adults. What you do is your business."

But her eyes. They were fixed on Draven. Wounded. Betrayed.

Jealous.

"I’ll leave you to your... activities." She turned to leave.

"Mother, wait—"

Elise walked away. Fast. Almost running.

[Desire check: 50/100]

[She’s DEVASTATED. She admitted her feelings last night. Now she finds you with another woman. Her jealousy is SPIKING.]

[This could go two ways: She withdraws completely, OR she realizes she needs to act before she loses you. 50/50 chance.]

Draven stood. "I need to go after her."

"Draven—" Seraphina grabbed his arm. "What was that? The way she looked at you... that wasn’t just a mother concerned about her son’s reputation."

Perceptive.

"It’s complicated," Draven said.

"Is she... is she in love with you?" Seraphina’s eyes widened. "Your own mother?"

"Seraphina—"

"That’s... that’s..." She paused. Thought. Then, surprisingly: "That explains a lot, actually."

"You’re not disturbed?"

"I’m the Ice Princess who just lost her virginity to a man I’ve known for a week. I don’t get to judge." She stood. Fixed her dress completely. "Go. Talk to her. I’ll leave through the front gate. No one will question it."

"You’re okay with this?"

Seraphina cupped his face. Kissed him. "I’m yours now. Whatever complications you have, we’ll figure them out. Together."

[Affection +5]

[Seraphina: 90/100]

She left.

Draven ran after Elise.

He found her in her sitting room. Pacing. Hands clasped together. Tears streaming down her face.

"Mother—"

"Don’t." She held up a hand. "Just... don’t."

"Let me explain."

"Explain what? That I confessed my feelings last night and you immediately went and fucked another woman?" Her voice broke. "I knew I was being foolish. Knew it was wrong. But some part of me hoped... thought maybe..."

She collapsed into a chair. Buried her face in her hands.

Draven knelt beside her. "I didn’t do it to hurt you."

"But you did." She looked at him. "I saw you with her. Saw how you touched her. How you looked at her. And all I could think was ’that should be me.’" Fresh tears. "I’m terrible. Jealous of my own son’s lover. What kind of mother am I?"

"A lonely one," Draven said gently. "Who’s been neglected for too long."

"That doesn’t excuse—"

"I want you too."

Elise froze. "What?"

"I want you. Have since I changed. Every time I see you, I think about touching you. Kissing you. Making you mine." Draven’s hand cupped her cheek. "Seraphina doesn’t change that."

"But you were with her. You chose her."

"I can choose both."

Elise stared. "Both?"

"I’m not a normal man, Mother. I’m building something. A harem. Women who belong to me. And I want you in it."

"A harem." She laughed. Bitter. "You want me to share you? With teenagers?"

"Yes."

"That’s insane."

"Is it? Or is it honest?" Draven moved closer. "I won’t lie to you. I want multiple women. But I want YOU most of all. You’re my priority. The others are... supplemental."

"I can’t. Society would—"

"Fuck society. I keep telling you that." His hand slid to her neck. Felt her pulse racing. "Do you want me, Mother?"

"Yes," she whispered. "God help me, yes."

"Then take what you want."

"We can’t. Not here. Not now. I need... I need time to think."

"How much time?"

"I don’t know." She pulled away. "Please. Leave me alone for now."

[Desire +10]

[Elise: 60/100]

[She’s close. VERY close. But she needs to process. Give her 1-2 days. Then she’ll break completely.]

Draven stood. "I’ll wait. But not forever."

He left.

Outside, a servant waited. "Young master, you have a visitor. Kai Solis. He’s at the front gate."

The protagonist. Now?

[This timing is sus. Did he follow Seraphina here? Or is this about something else?]

"Tell him I’ll meet him in the courtyard," Draven said.

He walked there. Found Kai standing near the fountain. The protagonist looked tense. Determined.

"Kai. Unexpected visit."

"I need answers," Kai said without preamble. "About you. About what you’re doing."

"Still investigating me?"

"I’ve been watching. You went from bottom-tier to B-Rank in a week. You defended me, which makes no sense given your reputation. And then I see Lady Seraphina Valerius leaving your manor looking... flustered." His eyes narrowed. "What are you playing at?"

[He’s suspicious. And jealous. Seraphina was supposed to be his love interest.]

"I’m not playing anything," Draven said. "I’m living my life."

"Bullshit. People don’t change like you have. There’s something wrong. Something unnatural." Kai stepped closer. "Are you possessed? Using a forbidden technique? Making deals with demons?"

Close. So close to the truth.

"No demons. No possession. Just me."

"Then prove it." Kai’s hands clenched. "Fight me. Right now. No barriers. No safety measures. Real combat."

"You’re D-Rank. I’m B-Rank. It wouldn’t be a fight."

"Then you shouldn’t be worried." Kai’s mana flared. Green light—his hidden talent starting to awaken. "Unless you’re hiding something."

[The protagonist’s cheat is activating. He’s growing stronger when cornered. Classic MC ability.]

Draven could walk away. Should walk away.

But where was the fun in that?

"Fine. But when I win, you stop investigating me."

"And when I win, you tell me everything."

"Deal."

They took positions. Ten meters apart.

[EMERGENCY COMBAT QUEST!]

[Objective: Defeat Kai Solis without killing him]

[Rewards: 800 VP, Protagonist’s respect, Potential future ally]

[WARNING: His hidden SSS-rank talent is partially awakening. He’s stronger than his rank suggests. Don’t underestimate him.]

"Begin whenever," Draven said.

Kai exploded forward.

Fast. Too fast for D-Rank. His fist glowed with radiant light.

Draven used [Void Step]. Spatial shift. Appeared behind Kai.

But Kai anticipated. Spun. Kicked.

Whoosh! The blow grazed Draven’s ribs.

He’s learning. Adapting. Just like the original novel.

They exchanged blows. CLANG! BOOM! CRACK!

Kai’s punches carried light magic. Each impact sent shockwaves.

Draven countered with [Void Palm Strike]. Dark energy versus radiant light.

BOOM!

Both were pushed back.

"Haa... haa..." Kai panted. "You’re strong. But I’m not done!"

His mana surged. FLARE! The green light intensified.

[WARNING: Protagonist’s power spike! His rank is temporarily increasing!]

Kai moved again. Faster. His fist aimed at Draven’s face.

Draven caught it. Barely.

The force pushed him back. Skrrrt. His feet dug furrows in the ground.

He’s approaching C-Rank power. In the middle of combat. Fucking protagonist bullshit.

"Impressive," Draven said. "But not enough."

He activated his new [Ice Affinity]. Channeled it through their contact point.

CRACK!

Ice spread up Kai’s arm. Froze his shoulder.

"What—" Kai’s eyes widened.

Draven swept his legs. Thump. Kai hit the ground.

Then Draven’s hand was at his throat. [Void Palm Strike] charged. Dark energy pulsing. Lethal.

"Yield."

Kai stared up at him. Defiant. But also... understanding.

"I yield."

Draven pulled back. Offered his hand.

Kai took it. Let himself be pulled up.

They stood. Both breathing hard.

"You could’ve killed me," Kai said.

"I could have."

"Why didn’t you?"

"Because I’m not your enemy. Yet." Draven met his eyes. "I’m not the villain you think I am."

"Then what are you?"

"Someone who wants the same thing you do. To get stronger. To protect what’s mine. To win." Draven smiled. "We’re not so different, Kai Solis."

Kai studied him. "The old Draven would’ve gloated. Humiliated me. But you helped me up."

"People change."

"I’m starting to believe that." Kai hesitated. "I still don’t trust you. But... I’ll stop investigating. For now."

[Kai Status: Wary Neutral]

[He’s not an ally yet, but he’s not an enemy either. Progress!]

"Fair enough."

Kai left. Draven watched him go.

[Quest Complete: +800 VP]

[Current VP: 13,050]

[That was close. His protagonist halo almost won. If you were C-Rank instead of B-Rank, he might’ve taken you.]

Draven returned to his room. Exhausted.

What a day.

Deflowered the Ice Princess. Discovered by Mother. Confronted by the protagonist.

And it wasn’t even evening yet.

[Daily Summary!]

[Achievements Today:]

Seraphina: VIRGIN TAKEN (Harem Member #2)

Advanced to B-Rank Mid Stage

Earned 6,500+ VP from sex

Mother’s Desire increased to 60/100

Fought protagonist to a draw

Total VP earned: 7,300+

[Current Stats:]

VP: 13,050

Rank: B-Rank (Mid Stage)

Harem Members: 2 (Astrid, Seraphina)

Harem Prospects: 2 (Elise, Lyra)

[You’re becoming OP as FUCK. At this rate, you’ll hit A-Rank in a week. The original Draven would be dead in 42 days. You’re going to be invincible.]

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Young master? Dinner is ready. Lady Elise asks that you join the family."

Family dinner. With Mother. After everything.

This should be interesting.

DINNER

The dining hall felt enormous with just three people. Duke Aldric still away. Marcus still at the barracks.

Just Draven, Elise, and awkward silence.

Elise sat at the table’s head—taking her husband’s place. She wore a formal gown. Hair up. Perfect posture.

But her eyes. They avoided his.

"Good evening, Mother," Draven said, taking his seat.

"Draven." Her voice was controlled. Empty.

They ate in silence. Servants brought courses. Removed plates. The quiet stretched.

Finally, Elise spoke. "Lady Seraphina is a lovely girl."

"She is."

"The duke’s daughter. Powerful family. Good political match." Her tone was flat. "Congratulations."

"Mother—"

"I’m happy for you." She set down her fork. "Truly. You deserve happiness."

But her hands trembled.

Draven stood. Walked to her end of the table.

Elise stiffened. "What are you—"

He knelt beside her chair. Took her hand. "Stop pretending."

"I’m not—"

"You’re hurting. I can see it." His thumb rubbed circles on her palm. "Talk to me."

"There’s nothing to talk about."

"Liar."

Her composure cracked. "What do you want me to say?! That I’m jealous? That I hate seeing you with her? That every time I close my eyes I imagine you touching me the way you touched her?!"

"Yes."

Tears fell. "I’m your mother. I shouldn’t feel this way. It’s wrong. Perverted. But I do. I DO." Her voice broke. "And I hate myself for it."

Draven stood. Pulled her up with him. Cupped her face.

"Don’t hate yourself. Want me instead."

"I—"

He kissed her.

Not gentle. Not sweet. Hungry. Demanding.

Elise froze. Hands pressed against his chest. Not pushing. Not pulling.

Just... feeling.

Then she melted.

Her lips parted. Kissed him back. Desperate. Needy.

Slick. Her tongue met his. Hot. Sweet.

When they broke apart, both were breathing hard.

"We... we just..." Elise touched her lips. Shock and desire warring on her face.

"Kissed. Yes."

"We can’t. This is—"

"Do you want to stop?"

"No." Immediate. "God help me, no."

[DESIRE +15]

[ELISE: 75/100]

[SHE’S BREAKING! ONE MORE PUSH!]

"Then come to my room tonight," Draven said. "When everyone’s asleep. Make your choice."

"Draven—"

"I’ll be waiting. Come or don’t. But decide."

He left her standing there. Flushed. Trembling. Conflicted.

[QUEST UNLOCKED: "Mother’s Decision"]

[Will she come to your room tonight? 70% chance YES. If she does, full seduction available. If not, wait another day.]

MIDNIGHT

Draven lay in bed. Awake.

Waiting.

The manor was silent. Servants asleep. Guards on night patrol far away.

Will she come?

Minutes ticked by. Ten. Twenty. Thirty.

Maybe she wouldn’t. Maybe her conscience won.

Then—

Creak.

The door opened. Slowly.

A figure slipped inside. Closed the door. Click.

Moonlight through the window illuminated silver-white hair.

Elise.

She stood there in a nightgown. Silk. Thin. Almost translucent.

"I couldn’t stay away," she whispered. "I tried. I really tried."

Draven sat up. "Come here."

She walked to the bed. Each step hesitant. Scared.

But she came.

Stood at the bedside. Looking down at him.

"I’m a terrible mother," she said.

"You’re human."

"This is wrong."

"Does it feel wrong?"

"No. That’s what scares me." She reached out. Touched his face. "I should want to protect you. Guide you. Not... not want you like this."

"Then don’t be my mother right now. Be Elise. Just Elise. A woman. Who wants a man."

"Can I do that?"

"Yes."

She climbed onto the bed. Knelt beside him. Her breathing shaky.

"I don’t know what to do," she admitted. "It’s been so long since... and never like this..."

"Let me lead." Draven pulled her close. "Just feel."

He kissed her again.

This time, there was no hesitation. She kissed back immediately. Hands tangling in his hair.

Deep. Passionate. Years of loneliness pouring out.

"Mmm..." Elise moaned into his mouth.

Draven’s hands found the ties of her nightgown. Pulled. Loose.

The fabric slipped off her shoulders. Fell.

She was bare beneath.

"Beautiful," he breathed.

At thirty-eight, Elise’s body was perfection. Mature. Curves that teenage girls couldn’t match. Breasts full and heavy. Hips wide. The body of a goddess.

"You’re staring," she whispered.

"Can’t help it."

His hands explored. Traced her collarbone. Down to her breasts. Cupped them.

Heavy. Soft. Perfect handfuls.

"Ahh..." Elise’s head tilted back. "Draven..."

His thumbs circled her nipples. They hardened under his touch.

"Sensitive?"

"Very..."

He leaned down. Took one into his mouth. Suck.

"AHH!" Elise’s back arched. "Oh god!"

Slurp. He suckled. Tongue swirling. Teeth grazing gently.

Her hands gripped his shoulders. Nails digging in.

"I can’t believe... my own son... sucking my breasts..." Her voice was dazed.

"Does it bother you?"

"No... it makes it hotter..." She blushed at her own admission.

Draven’s hand slid down. Over her stomach. Lower. Between her thighs.

Wet. Soaked. She was drenched.

"Already?" he teased.

"I’ve been thinking about this... all day... touching myself... imagining..."

Fuck.

His mother had masturbated thinking about him.

[Desire +10]

[Elise: 85/100]

His finger slid inside. Slick. She was tight. But not virgin tight.

"Nnn..." Elise whimpered.

Thrust. In. Out. His thumb found her clit. Rubbed.

"Draven! I’m... already... it’s been so long since anyone touched me..."

"Then let go."

Three more thrusts and she came.

"AHHH!" Her pussy clenched around his finger. Spasm.

But quieter than Seraphina. More controlled. A-Rank magic muffled the sound automatically.

When her trembling stopped, she looked at him. Eyes glazed.

"That was... I forgot how good that feels..."

"We’re not done." Draven positioned himself between her thighs.

Elise saw his cock. Hard. Ready.

Her eyes widened. "That’s... you’re bigger than your father was..."

"Don’t compare."

"Sorry. I just... wow."

He pressed against her entrance. "Ready?"

"Yes. Please. I need you inside me. My son’s cock inside my pussy. God, just saying it makes me—"

Draven thrust in.

SLAM.

All the way. Balls deep. One motion.

"AHHHN!" Elise’s scream was muffled by her own magic.

Tight. Wet. Heaven.

Better than Seraphina. Better than Astrid. The forbidden nature made it MORE intense.

"You’re... so deep..." Elise gasped. "I can feel you in my womb..."

Draven pulled back. Thrust again. SLAM.

"AHH! YES!"

SLAM. SLAM. SLAM. He fucked his mother with purpose.

The bed creaked. Creak. Creak. Creak.

"YOUR SON IS FUCKING YOU!" Draven growled. "SAY IT!"

"MY SON IS FUCKING ME!" Elise screamed. "MY OWN SON’S COCK IS INSIDE ME AND I LOVE IT!"

[TABOO BONUS: +2,000 VP]

She came. Hard.

But Draven kept going.

Flipped her over. Ass up. Entered from behind.

SLAM.

"FUCK!" Deeper this way.

SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. His hips pounded her ass.

"YES! HARDER! FUCK YOUR MOTHER HARDER!"

The Incubus stamina let him go for minutes. Ten. Twenty.

Elise came three more times.

Finally, Draven felt his release building.

"Inside!" Elise begged. "CUM INSIDE YOUR MOTHER!"

He did.

SPURT. SPURT. SPURT.

Hot. Thick. Deep in her womb.

"AHHHHHN!" Elise’s final orgasm.

They collapsed.

Both panting.

Sweating.

Exhausted.

"Haa... haa... we... we really just..." Elise couldn’t finish.

"Yes."

"I’m your mother. I gave birth to you. And you just..."

"Fucked you. Yes."

She laughed. Broken. Happy. "This is so wrong."

"But it felt right."

"It did. God help me, it did."

[QUEST COMPLETE: "Forbidden Fruit - Phase 2"]

[MOTHER SEDUCTION COMPLETE!]

[REWARDS:]

5,000 VP (Quest completion)

2,000 VP (Taboo bonus)

1,500 VP (Made her scream forbidden words)

Skill: [Light Affinity Lv.1] (Learned from her)

Elise: HAREM MEMBER #3

Elise: Desire 85 → 100/100 (MAX - ADDICTED)

[ACHIEVEMENT: "Motherfucker (Literal)"]

[Bonus: +1,000 VP]

[Total VP Earned: 9,500]

[Current VP: 22,550]

[LEVEL UP!]

[B-Rank (Mid Stage) → B-Rank (High Stage)]

[YOU ABSOLUTE MAD LAD. YOU DID IT. YOU FUCKED YOUR MOM. AND SHE LOVED IT.]

[END OF Chapter 5]