Watching Xayah's complete depravity unfold right before her eyes, Akali couldn't help but gulp hard.
Although Akali had already more or less realized that she likely couldn't escape his demonic clutches, having witnessed this scene with her own eyes, she had to admit she was still deeply shocked.
This level of depravity... isn't this way too absurd?
Having had his fill of fun, Faen waited until Xayah slipped into a deep slumber brought on by extreme pleasure and excitement before finally pulling his cock out.
Almost the very moment he pulled it out, in Akali's line of sight, Xayah's dripping pussy looked like a water bottle with its cork popped. Huge, thick globs of milky cum bubbled and oozed out in large quantities.
Riven, standing on the side, clearly anticipated this scene and had taken out a pink heart-shaped sticker early on.
Waiting until Faen pulled up his pants, completely disregarding the mess he made as he stood up looking perfectly proper again, she walked forward and slapped the sticker directly over Xayah's pussy with a smack.
Even though she was already unconscious, Xayah's body was still lingering in the afterglow of intense pleasure. With Riven reaching out and slapping it on so heavily, Xayah's waist immediately arched up like a bridge, trembling slightly.
If it had been any other time, she probably would have squirted a huge gush of fresh milk right now. But this time, under the seal of the sticker, only a few droplets seeped out. After that, she collapsed back to the ground in total exhaustion, letting out soft snores as she continued to sleep.
On the side, having pulled out of Xayah's body, Faen stood up straight. As Akali shifted her gaze towards Faen, she felt a sudden wave of suffocation.
She had just witnessed with her own eyes how Faen ruthlessly toyed with Xayah's body. It was no exaggeration to say that if it had been an ordinary girl facing Faen's sheer intensity, her entire stomach would have likely been pierced right through the very first time he went all the way in. Even if she had ten lives, she'd lose nine of them.
And what about Faen himself? Even just watching from the sidelines, Akali could clearly feel how focused Faen was when he was pumping his load deep inside. With every squelching, wet sound, whenever he prepared to shoot his thick cream, his entire ball sack would violently contract, and the "pipe" delivering the cream would swell an entire size thicker.
Even just by looking, Akali could vividly sense a volume of cum inside him that completely defied all logic and common sense.
Let alone feeling tired, even if her evil Teacher collapsed and passed out cold on the spot from overexertion, Akali would have found it completely understandable. But now? Standing right there, Faen wasn't just casually stretching his limbs and cracking his joints with a perfectly relaxed look on his face; even that massive cock that had just bullied Xayah relentlessly was still standing tall and fully erect as ever.
And while Akali was still lost in thought, Faen walked directly up to her.
The current Akali should have immediately turned her head and looked away. But perhaps because this mind-bogglingly shocking reality had impacted Akali far too deeply, even when Faen stepped right in front of her—to the point where that thing was brushing right against Akali's chest—Akali still hadn't snapped back to her senses.
Instead, she remained stunned by the surging, restless bloodlust hidden beneath its thick, veiny exterior, as well as the small spurts of pale white "milk" that were still continuously oozing out from the slit at the tip.
"Wake up, stop staring at it."
"W-What do you think you're doing?! Why did you suddenly come right in front of me?"
As she said this, Akali covered her chest. Her clothes had been stained wet by the oozing lubricating fluids. Mixed with the faint scent of his life essence, the slightly sticky texture against her skin made Akali's body flush with a sudden, intense heat.
Thinking this, Akali swallowed hard, her voice trembling as she asked, "Or... Teacher, you finally can't hold back anymore? Do you want to turn me into that state too?"
As she said this, Akali forced a smile. Judging by her expression, Akali was probably trying to use reverse psychology to make Faen give up the idea himself. Unfortunately, no matter how hard Akali tried to make herself look disdainful, her restless, lustful heart had already flushed her exquisite, pretty face entirely pink.
It gave off the impression that rather than using sarcasm and mockery as weapons for reverse psychology...
It was more like the desperate, stubborn bluff of an innocent, bratty little virgin.
To this, Faen wasn't in a hurry. He simply extended a finger and pointed at Akali's pants.
Seeing this, Akali was slightly stunned, not quite understanding what Faen meant. But the moment she looked down, she saw that a huge patch on her pants, starting right from her crotch, had been soaked wet since god knows when.
Because all her attention had been completely focused on Faen earlier, she hadn't noticed the changes in her own body temperature. Now, brought back to reality by Faen's reminder, Akali immediately felt the damp, cool slickness completely soaking her lower half.
This made Akali reach out her hands in deep shame to cover her pants.
Even though she knew it was way too late and absolutely impossible to hide now, Akali still did it out of sheer instinct.
"Although you look like you're putting up a very firm resistance, in reality, your body has been eagerly waiting for this for a long time now, hasn't it?" Seeing this, Faen teased:
"Perhaps in private when no one is around, or while resting at night, you've been secretly fantasizing while masturbating to me?"
"I... I have not..."
Although she denied it verbally, judging from Akali's incredibly guilty expression, he had clearly hit the nail on the head. Seeing this, Faen just smiled and didn't say a word, standing there mildly and looking at Akali with an incredibly gentle gaze.
Of course, gentle was just gentle. If that massive cock of his hadn't remained rock hard and fully erect, the current Faen would probably have looked a whole lot gentler.
And just as Akali was still trying to figure out how to weave an excuse and bluff her way through this, Faen slowly and leisurely said:
"I might have to leave Ionia for a period of time next. Although it sounds a bit strange to say this, if you're already clear about your own feelings, Akali, why not make a decision right now? Or perhaps tell me about your confusions and the things you find unacceptable?"
Teacher is going to leave?
Hearing Faen's words, Akali, whose attention had originally been focused entirely on the fact that she was probably about to be fucked—her heart filled with a mix of nervous tension and burning anticipation—couldn't help but gulp. She then looked at Faen in front of her, hesitated for a brief moment, and fell into silence once again.
Without a doubt, right now was the absolute best opportunity for her to completely sever ties with Faen once and for all.
But for some reason, even with this perfect opportunity placed right in front of her, Akali still found it incredibly difficult to make that final choice.