Transmigrated with my corruption system-Chapter 2: Corruption Points (R-18)

"Huh?" Amber muttered, startled. The blush resurfacing on her face as she felt him press against her back. Her back twitching from the swat.

She had offered up herself in the heat of the moment, not knowing he would really accept.

His character had always been laid back, not rushed. Still, even with all these, she couldn’t resist his touch.

She could feel his hands slowly wander down her robe, caressing her curves. His hot breath filling her ears, making her blood rush.

Causing her to nod absently at his voice.

"Are you sure about this?" Ulric prodded further.

Barely restraining himself, seeing Amber nod faintly, he discarded all thoughts of hesitation, the smile plastered on his face.

He could feel the old host had repressed feelings towards Amber. Time to let them out.

He thought, his hands slowly rising to her chest. Rubbing slowly as he circled across her chest before fondling softly with her breasts, eliciting a moan from her.

He rubbed for a few more seconds before he let go. A surprised grunt escaping Amber’s lips, wondering why he did.

He walked up to the front, watching in surprise as her face was planted shyly toward the ground below. Given she had initiated all this, he had expected her to be more bold. But that didn’t matter.

Exhaling slowly, he extended his arm to her chin, lifting it so her brown eyes could lock with his crimson. And when they stared, he could see multiple emotions welling deep inside her.

Confusion, excitement, uncertainty, all wrapped in innocence. Not giving her any time to respond, he pushed forward, planting his lips over hers, stealing her breath as they locked into a kiss.

Her breath hitched for a moment before slowly calming down. When he pulled away, she looked more relaxed. A flicker of confidence flashing across her eyes. She extended her arm, grabbing his arm to guide him to the shaky bed at the center of the room.

Before he stopped her with an edgy smile.

"Not so fast," he muttered. He noticed that kissing her hadn’t given him any corruption points.

It was time to double down by taking the lead. Fully planning on milking her of as many corruption points as he could.

"You’ll do as I say," he muttered, his voice drilling into her in a commanding tone.

She opened her mouth to express her confusion, but was cut short as she watched him raise his hand, swatting her ass again, causing her to yelp.

"You understand?"

Hearing his voice, she lifted her head to nod, while slowly rubbing her backside.

But as she did, her thighs rubbed together at the sensation, a soft moisture slowly seeping out.

She didn’t know why, but his rough touch was making her wet, and she wanted so much more.

[Ding! You have spanked Awakened Human Amber’s ass. +1 Corruption Point!]

[Corruption Points: 2]

Seeing the familiar notification blink again, the smile on his face widened. Could he repeatedly spam corruption points by smacking her ass? Once the thought took root, he couldn’t shake it off.

Helping her out of her white robe slowly, he stared at her body, and it was nothing short of amazing.

Her skin flowed smoothly across her body. Her breasts were small, perfectly cupping in his hands.

Staring down her waist, he couldn’t suppress it anymore as he stripped off the green robe covering his body.

His lower member springing fully into action. Looking down, his eyes blinked in surprise.

It was a bit bigger than expected. A hell of a lot bigger. He couldn’t be sure if it was a side effect of the system.

What he was sure of was Amber’s gasp as she stared down, her legs inadvertently clenching tightly at the sight. Was it going to fit inside?

The thought was cut short as she felt his hands press against her shoulders.

Slowly pushing her to the ground in a kneeling posture where she stared directly at his length. It was even bigger up close.

She blinked, watching it bulge slightly.

"Open up," he instructed.

Amber’s brows lifted. She wanted to ask why, but remembered the earlier spanking, causing her face to scrunch up.

Her mouth slowly opened, watching as he brought his shaft closer.

And before she could even understand what was happening, he grabbed the back of her head, wrapping his fingers tightly around her chestnut hair. Then thrust forward deep into her in one motion.

Her head jerked back, her hands clenching his thighs tightly as muffled sounds slipped past her throat, saliva drooling to the ground. Her eyes watered, tears flowing down.

But he remained still, bathing in heavenly pleasure.

Her tongue wrapped around his cock, her warm breath adding to the ecstasy.

With his long length prodding at her throat, all of it adding up, granting him undeniable pleasure.

More than that, every second his cock remained plunged into her throat, his system pinged repeatedly as he gained corruption points.

[Ding! You have plunged your cock into Amber’s throat. +1 Corruption Point!]

[+1 Corruption Point.]

[+1 Corruption Point.]

[+1 Corruption Point.]

[+1 Corruption Point.]

[...]

[Corruption Points: 12]

At the tenth second, he slowly retracted his dick from her mouth, watching as she gasped for air, taking multiple sharp, heavy breaths.

Her face was ruined, filled with tears and saliva sputtering all over, also tinged red.

After a few seconds passed, he lifted her head slowly, looking down at her brown eyes.

"Do you want to continue?"

Amber stared back at him, a moment of silence passing. Just moments ago, she’d felt young master Ulric’s cock stuffed down her throat.

A sense of exhilaration had flooded her body from the sensation of domination. She had never done this before, but hearing his muffled groans of pleasure as his dick filled her throat couldn’t help but fill her with happiness.

With all these in consideration, she slowly nodded her head. Anything to please young master... and the surging urge for domination, she thought embarrassedly, not sure where this side of her came from.

Seeing her runny face nod slowly in affirmation, he smiled, grabbing her head as he guided his dick back into her throat with one thrust.

A whisper escaping his lips.

"Good girl."