INN

Chapter 20

"Mmgh..."

Fap, fap, fap The excitement was heightened and the faster the hand movements, the more pleasure poured out. Sweat drips from his forehead, and his throat rumbles with tension. Then Dustin couldn't stand it and unknowingly arched his hips. I want it, with that one desire, he kept stroking his thing.

As time passed, Dustin couldn't take it any longer and shook his back and ejaculated. A thick cloud of white was scattered across the walls and floor of the bathroom in a long curve. Sweat trickled from his forehead and dripped to the floor from his chin. He exhaled a rough breath and stood there for a moment, catching his breath.

'Crazy bastard.'

As Dustin looked at the s*men he had spouted, a sense of shame that made him want to die choked him. He swept his face with a still confused face. Then he turned his wrist to check how much the light of the pattern was filled. The ring of light was barely holding half. This was also what he had filled in every day and barely maintained.

One percent.

It was the amount of light he got every time Dustin pleasured himself while thinking of Andra.

How many times had it been already? Dustin closed his eyes as he leaned into the cold stream of water.

The light of his wrist pattern continued to diminish even before he reached the Aslan Ruins. Even when Dustin didn't use his strength. Interestingly, the magic applied to him and Andra seemed to have a condition that the light would decrease if it was not charged by them sleeping with each other for a certain period of time.

Therefore, by the time Dustin arrived at the Aslan Ruins, he had already lost 30% of his light.

And as Dustin enters training and reluctantly uses his strength, the amount of diminishing light only increases. Eventually, after more than half of the light was gone within a few days, he had to relive the experience he had felt before. His libido only increased.

Fortunately, unlike in the beginning, when he was consumed by sexual desire without knowing any reason, Dustin was able to control his sexual desire to some extent. Of course, the process was not smooth. Because he started masturbating with Andra in mind. Dustin's manhood only responded to Andra, so unfortunately there was no other way.

Thinking of Andra even at this moment, Dustin's manhood began to raise its head again. His lower back was sore. Dustin clenched his teeth. He couldn't believe that he only gets into heat with Andra. It was a fact he didn't want to admit. However, when he thought of Andra, he, who had never been able to ejaculate no matter how hard he tried, immediately felt a sense of release.

With white and soft skin, if he went down the mound, there was a deep and narrow entrance. Her insides were so hot and soft that he constantly wanted to slam into her. Also, he liked the sound of her moans every time he moved when he pressed to the hilt. Still, she would firmly clench on him and wouldn't let him go, making him want to do it all night long and for days at a time.

So every time he saw the real Andra staring at him with contempt and ignoring him, he was furious. She cried and moaned all night that it was good that he was inside her, but in front of other people, he was treated like an invisible person. Dustin didn't know why, but he felt betrayed.

That was also the reason why he was pushed to his limits, but he refused to go to Andra's room.

"...I'm out of my mind."

The ferociously stiff pillar exclaims to be released again. Slowly, it was really the limit. Dustin let out his sigh, which sank low. He masturbated once or twice, and his body, which had risen to the heat once, did not subside easily, so it is difficult. Above all, his masturbation could not fill the light of the wrist pattern. Half of it was the maximum.