Ryan stood there disoriented for a moment, looking at the system notification. It seemed he had overlooked an important detail.

'Fuck, the matter with these Abyssals, and the notification of the newly unlocked skill, made me completely forget the order I was supposed to give Ophelia.'

Ryan thought as he observed how the demon queen's behavior began to change.

She fell silent, her face blushing at the expectation of knowing what was going to happen next. Ryan let out a sigh of resignation.

'Even so, it is strange; normally, my enhancement buffs would remain on her for at least fifteen minutes, but not much time has passed...'

Until now, Ryan was accustomed to the fact that, whenever he used his support skills on the heroines, the debt was collected right after those skills ended.

Of course, a health or mana recovery is not the same, since those are instantaneous. Unlike the enhancements, those usually last for at least fifteen minutes, but on Ophelia it seems they only lasted about two minutes. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

'So, does this mean that the more power a person possesses, the shorter the duration time of the buffs will be? Or is it because she is a demon king?'

But the mystery behind that answer, at least for the moment, would have to wait. Ophelia suddenly went completely rigid.

Her expression changed in an instant. The mischievous smile she had disappeared, replaced by a mixture of confusion and sheer surprise.

"What... what is this...?" she murmured in a low voice, clearly bewildered.

Her body began to act on its own accord. She brought her right hand up to her cleavage, grabbing the fabric of her dress, which trembled slightly before she squeezed it tightly. Without any prior warning, she pulled downwards with violence.

Riiip.

The sound of the fine and luxurious dress tearing apart echoed throughout the basement. The fabric she had taken such care of to look impeccable in front of Ryan ripped from the neckline all the way down to her waist, leaving her large breasts completely exposed to the air.

"What the hell...?!" Ophelia tried to cover herself with her hands, but her body refused to obey her. Her cheeks were dyed a deep red, something extremely rare for the proud Demon Queen.

"That is the negative side effect of your own curiosity, Ophelia. Do not blame me for anything that happens right now, alright?" Ryan said, watching the scene with wide eyes.

"No... what are you saying... what is going to happen, Ryan?" She grumbled with a look of utter confusion.

'Without a doubt, those breasts rival Karol's...' He thought.

And without her being able to do a single thing to prevent it, Ophelia took one of her own breasts with both hands, lifted it up, and brought her mouth closer. Her pink tongue slipped out and she began to slowly lick her own erect nipple, only to then take it into her mouth and suck on it forcefully.

"Mmmh... Ngh...!" she moaned against her own skin, her eyes half-closed due to the shame and the forced pleasure. Small tears of humiliation appeared at the corners of her crimson eyes.

"This... no... why is my body...?" she panted, letting go of her breast for a second, only for her mouth to attack the other one with the exact same desperation. Her nipples glistened with her saliva.

Ryan swallowed hard.

'I would be lying if I said I didn't find Ophelia extremely attractive from the very beginning, even so... doing this with a demon queen...' Ryan thought while processing what was happening.

Doubting whether or not he should go along with this, or simply let the effect come to an end.

'No, there is no point in me worrying about things she asked for herself; whether it was just an accident on her part, it is her fault for being so capricious. So...'

Ophelia took a step forward and pushed him forcefully. He fell flat on his back against the cold floor of the basement. Before he could even react, the demon queen climbed on top of him, supporting herself on his right arm.

'I am just going to enjoy it...' The fleeting thought crossed his mind, accepting the consequences of whatever might happen during the debt collection effect.

Without any shame, she lifted what remained of her torn dress and pressed her hot, wet vagina directly against Ryan's forearm. She began to move in a frantic manner, rubbing herself with pure desperation against him.

"Ahh... Ahhn...!" she moaned uncontrollably, biting her lower lip while her hips continued moving faster and faster. Her bare breasts bounced with every single movement.

"This is... far too shameful... why... I can't stop..." she panted between moans, clearly fighting against her own body.

Her movements became more erratic, more desperate. Her fluids were already running down Ryan's arm as she rubbed herself wildly against him.

'I thought that when she asked me for skill buffs to enhance herself, it was because Beatrice had told her something about it. And driven by the curiosity of knowing how my power worked, she asked me for the buffs...' Ryan thought as Ophelia continued rubbing herself on him.

'But judging by this behavior, it is logical to assume that she didn't know anything at all. I suppose Beatrice wouldn't say anything that could harm me.'

Ophelia continued and, finally, her body tensed up completely. She threw her head back, opened her mouth wide, and let out a long, deep moan:

"Aaaahhhhh...!"

A powerful orgasm coursed through her. Her thighs trembled violently around Ryan's arm as her fluids spilled over him. For several seconds, only her heavy, ragged breathing could be heard.

[ Debt collection applied ]

[ Debt bonus: +150 Points ]

[ Luck bonus: +150 Points ]

'150 points? I don't remember this happening before, could it be due to my current rank or because she is a demon king?' Ryan evaluated while noticing his newly received stat points.

Then, the effect of the debt finally dissipated.

Ryan sat up on the floor, still remaining in front of Ophelia.

She stayed completely still for a few moments, still sitting on top of Ryan's arm, with her dress destroyed, her breasts exposed to the air, and her face entirely flushed red.

Her crimson eyes shone with an intense and savage lust. Slowly, a dangerous and hungry smile formed on her lips.

Ryan tried to stand up, ready to give her the details of what had just occurred, but she pulled him down with both hands, making him sit back down again.

"It seems... I can finally move my body... Ryan," she murmured with a hoarse voice, still panting.

She leaned forward, resting her hands on either side of his head, looking directly into his eyes.

"I don't know what the fuck you did... but there is absolutely no way I am stopping now."