Isekaied Into An Eroge, Time To Have Fun!-Chapter 64: Am I... Addicted To Training..?

The feelings that rushed through my mind when I watched Kha’Miero let out that satisfied sigh while pulling her pants up and buckling her belt was... addicting, for a few different reasons, good and bad.

It was the sign of a ’job’ well done, of me having pleasure my partner sufficiently enough and also just a satisfying visual to begin with, let alone because of who I had pleasured; on the other hand it felt a little demeaning to see her so readily buckle her belt and move on from what we had done.

I had pleasured her and yet she wasn’t going to do anything for me, and although it was somewhat petty due to the various factors surrounding us in this quiet, secluded alcove I just couldn’t help but feel saddened by her readiness to just call it here.

Even still I had no idea what I actually wanted her to do to me that wouldn’t draw eyes and ’risk’ ourselves, so sex was off of the table while I was already aware she was rarely going to offer oral pleasure to me.

So besides fucking me in this alcove and flooding my pussy with her semen for yet another day in a row or potentially offering to blow me in exchange for me blowing her, the only thing she could have done was either finger bang me into one hell of an orgasm or jerk me off.

But we were already wasting so much time just with this, and the Draconian understood that we were nowhere near as satisfied as she was, so she helped us up and said "Tonight, if you wish, both of you are free to come to my room. I’ll make sure both of you are happy, just like last night."

That alone was enough for me, let alone Sera who had just enjoyed sucking Kha’Miero’s cock just because it made the Draconian happy; for her this was just a promise that tonight would be spent getting embraced by this stud she had fallen for.

With a fresh batch of semen sloshing around in my belly I was more than happy too after that promise, my drenched panties and throbbing cock understanding that later they would be satiated, while for now...

"And for you... if you impress me enough, Natalie, perhaps I shall give you a sufficient reward. For now though, let us begin training again. Ah, and of course, Sera..."

Grabbing the busty blonde and pulling her close, Kha’Miero leaned down and whispered something to her that made her go red, and the way she quivered slightly had me wondering if she had just cum from what was said to her... and what it was that had her reacting like that.

To further drive her point Kha’Miero smacked Sera on the ass and began to walk away, leaving her there - quivering and shaking a little - like it was no big deal; when I began to follow she just asked "You are very talented with your mouth, Natalie. Did you have a lot of practice with that too?", which made me blush in turn.

"Um... sort of..? I never... or, I rarely got to ’practice’ on a futanari, so..."

"Then you are just naturally good at sucking cock."

She just said it so casually and assuredly that I had to remind myself this world was far more open with sex than my previous one, where such a statement would be a little more condescending and offensive.

When we entered the training grounds we had to wait a minute for Sera to come and join us, and when she did she did so with red cheeks and the inability to look at Kha’Miero without immediately glancing away.

Now I was even more curious as to what had been said to the blonde, but the woman in question just stiffly walked over to me and said "Show me what you have!", her tone just as stiff as well as being extremely demanding.

The way she positioned herself so that Kha’Miero was unable to be seen by her was somewhat telling, and the urging for me to do anything at all made me smile wryly as I debated teasing her before remembering that we weren’t that close just yet.

Just because we’ve been having sex with the same person didn’t mean we were now just suddenly besties, even if we had been sucking her dick together in an alcove all because she got horny...

"Then... I’ll just start with a Fireball, since that’s all I’ve really practiced..? I just started actually practicing magic yesterday, so um... be easy on me, please?"

Sera just gestured for me to show her what I could do, so I took a deep breath and began to pull my mana down towards my hands, where I could then begin forming and then shaping the ball of flames that would become the spell.

Giving it a little bit of spin and then targeting the dummy ten feet away, I cast the spell and watched as it soared through the air before exploding against the target, charring most of its torso and knocking it back slightly.

"That’s... not terrible. You need to get comfortable forming it and spinning it at the same time, otherwise you’ll be wasting precious seconds. I’ve never actually been in a real battle, but everyone swears that just one or two seconds can be the difference between life and death, so I would rather err on the side of caution."

She spoke a little quicker than normal and she was definitely wanting to distract herself since she was getting closer to me... up to the point that her chest was pressing against my back and side as she demonstrated the hand movements that would make her suggestion possible.

For a moment I stiffened since her giant breasts were unbelievably soft and amazing, but at the same time my thirst to learn more about magic and how to get better matched my thirst for sex, if not outweighing it entirely.

It was distracting and I was loving every second of it, but when I felt how she was maneuvering my hands and began to understand the logic behind it I felt the urge to start trying it out instantly, so... I did.

Pouring some more mana into my hands and imagining the flames that would burn my enemies, I used my excitement, desire to learn and even a little bit of my arousal to fuel the Fireball, all while my hands began to move as soon as the first bit of mana materialized in the real world.

The next Fireball I sent out used undoubtedly less time than the first to materialize and then shoot out towards the target, though at the same time it also lacked some - a small amount, but definitely noticeable - of the oomph from the previous one.

However if I had to exchange casting speed for power than I was more than willing to do just that, especially since the reasoning behind this exchange of variables was an extremely understandable and desirable one.

If I could cast quicker then the loss of power was made up by the amount of Fireballs I could put down range in the same timeframe, and it would mean I could get the first attack out sooner than before which could potentially save my life.

This ’revelation’ filled me with such enthusiasm to continue that I had honestly forgotten about Sera’s breasts pressing against me, and even when she got a little closer to me I barely registered it in my mind.

I don’t know why she got closer but I did know she smelt good and she was very warm, which did make my lil friend tingle in my pants... but not as much as the quickened casting of this spell, because for some reason refining the casting speed of something and using the things I had just studied scratched a certain itch in my brain that sensual pleasure couldn’t just match. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

That revelation was a bit of a ’scary’ one since I had spent all my life being just decent at academia and more focused on making my minutes count... in those minutes, because the idea of a long life scared me since that meant I needed to do more now to prepare for tomorrow.

I didn’t want to prepare for tomorrow, I just wanted to goon in my bedroom for a few hours and then pass out just to do it again the next day, with a side of either gaming, studying or the rare moments of socialization.

That is all to say I never really ’trained’ for anything for the sake of training, even with my games, and yet here I was practicing a spell just because it made me feel better and more content with the time I was spending since I knew it would be helpful tomorrow and all the days after.

It was a satisfaction that gooning to hung, chiseled futanari beauties would never have managed to bring to me before, and even when I had found a subject of study that I enjoyed I never really liked applying myself to the class, so...

That just made me wonder, was I actually addicted to training..?

Because the idea of coming here tomorrow and doing this again was actually exciting, and putting my knowledge to the test and using it practically was definitely making my heart warm in ways it never had before.

Perhaps it was just another part about me that I was only learning because of this new life I was being gifted; not only did I love gargling on fat futa cock and taking deep, potentially inseminating creampies by those same futa cocks but I was also thrilled by the idea of training and practicing.