'Ugh! I have to talk to him!' Being insulted all day, Amedith's frustration had finally tipped over. However, his mind was not taken just by insult, but also by insecurity. The image of Raven glaring at him in threat was burning in his mind like a dagger through throbbing meat. 'Why did he have to see me with that picture of Mel?!'
Being blackmailed was a first for him, after all, he was the Hero, the champion everyone loved. Or at least they did until rumors about his dick size began floating throughout the city. Even the girls who usually used to love chasing him around to talk and admire him, only glaring at him today from a distance as he walked around the streets with the rest of his party.
Storming through the halls with his fists clenched tight, an aura of deep red was pouring out of him. He was going to visit Raven's room to either intimate him into silence or make a deal that could keep him from blackmailing him but also get him off his back.
'It's not my fault you died, you idiot!' From his perspective, Raven had done what he was meant as a hero's aid–sacrificing himself to make sure Amedith could continue to keep the peace. But deep in his mind, even he knew that if it had been one of the girls who'd died then perhaps, he would've blamed himself more. 'How did he even come back to life? Did the goddess really revive him?'
The true story behind Raven's revival, still being a mystery, was eating away at Amedith far more than anyone else in the party.
"W-wait! MHMM! S-st-STOP!" Jerked out of his thoughts by the muffled moans of a woman leaking out through Raven's room, the hero's eyes widened and a bright blush took over his fair skin.
'W-what was that?' Having never heard a woman moaning in ecstasy, he wasn't sure if the screams had been a call for help or something else entirely. And yet, moving closer to the door with grunts and breaths leaking out every second, his cock pitched a light tent inside his casual white shorts.
"R-Raven, st-stop! I'm gonna! AGH~" Following the sound of a wet slap on a soaking pussy, Brenna's moans had the Hero's heart racing already.
'A-ar-are they? But–isn't that Aerin's mom?!' Gulping down, he lowered his gaze to the door knob. Sticking out of the door frame it had a wide enough slot for a key as well as for peeping from the outside. 'I…'
Reaching down to his shorts he knew his body needed some relief. Getting painfully hard, his cock was aching to be touched–making the desire to peek in more and more urgent. With a deep sigh, Amedith lowered his head to look in through the keyhole. All the while his hands slipped into his shorts to help himself blow his load.
'What the hell?!' The moment he saw what was going on inside, his body was utterly petrified. Laying in Raven's arms, Brenna had her legs wide open. Her yukata barely holding to her shoulder she was peering up at Raven's dastardly smile. Spreading her rosy folds with his hands, his fingers were gently caressing her outsides as if he was giving her a break after having wet the bed with her juices.
Illuminated under a lamp her sweaty breasts glittered with a mouthwatering charm, and witnessing it firsthand; although he knew it was wrong, the Amedith couldn't stop himself from stroking his cock. His hips pushed back and his knees growing weaker from the tingling sensation on the tip of his cock, he held onto the knob to continue watching.
'How did this happen and why is she letting him do this?!' The sight before him had the hero conflicted. On one hand, he couldn't look away from the sensual act, on the other he felt rage at the fact that it was Raven who was doing it to Brenna, especially since he'd come over to complain.
Continuing to watch regardless, he noticed Raven slipping his finger down Brenna's lips and gliding it down her neck until he reached her supple breasts. Squeezing one of them with his hand he pinched its nipple.
"Ahh~" Biting her lower lip, Brenna moaned once more.
But that wasn't the end of her suffering as Raven raised his other hand and slapped it against her aching pussy.
"AGHHHH! STO-STOP!" Squirming with her legs, yet another flood of her juices came gushing out of her rosy folds.
Left spasming from another orgasm, Raven pulled her upwards by her breasts. Bringing her nips to his mouth, he curled his lips around it and began to suck on them like a toddler. His tongue coiling around her nips, Brenna's heart raced like a piston. Never had she experienced an orgasm before tonight, and now that it has happened, Raven just wouldn't let her rest.
Stroking himself harder and harder to the sight before him, Amedith squeezed on the doorknob as his virgin cock came inside his shorts, prematurely.
''F-fuck…' Despite having finished already, Amedith couldn't help but continue to watch.
Teasing her pussy while sucking on her breasts, Raven kept making Brenna moan under his fingers. Her body writhing, the mother squirmed around trying to free herself from her captor's pleasurable grasp, but every so often as she inched closer to yet another climax, she couldn't help herself either and submit her body to Raven's command.
Unaware of his audience, Raven etched this newfound sense of pleasure straight into the mother's mind. Making it so that nobody else, even her husband couldn't get her to feel the toe-curling sensations of having her mind and body being scrambled.
Eventually, however, as she lay tired with every muscle in her body aching from squirting nonstop and wetting the bed, Raven let go of her from his grasp. Still furious but too tired to complain, Brenna got herself back on her wobbly feet and began making her way back to her own room.
Seeing her approach with his own mind numbed from constantly jerking off, Amedith scurried back to his room as well. As for the man who'd turned a mother into a squirting slut, he lay on his bed watching as Brenna got out and shut the door behind her. Smiling, he licked her juices off of his fingers before deciding to get some rest for the night.