Seeing Faen's fully primed and ready state, this time Akali didn't continue to remain silent like before. Instead, she took a deep breath and wrapped her hand around it.
Although he had just finished a fierce battle with Xayah, Faen didn't feel much fatigue from it. Seeing that Akali was also ready and showing a determined expression, a smile curled on Faen's lips, and he then pushed Akali down directly.
Experiencing sudden weightlessness, she thought she would fall straight down. But somewhat exceeding Akali's expectations, the next second she felt a slight coolness and softness coming from beneath her. At some unknown point, the surrounding moisture had floated into the air to form a cloud-like mattress.
Looking at Faen to her side, perhaps because Akali was now lying flat on the mattress, Faen, occupying the high ground, instantly cast a massive shadow over her.
And because of the angle, that already impossibly gigantic meat rod appeared even more magnificent.
Especially as Faen walked toward her step by step, it was the first time Akali felt so incredibly tiny. She subconsciously began to cower and shrink her body. But while the mind might be able to make the limbs react, it absolutely could not deceive her inner desires.
Sure enough, although her behavior was a bit timid, her already wet pants were now increasingly soaked, and a puddle of wetness formed an incredibly obvious small pool right beneath her.
"Come, wet it with your mouth first." Faen gently stroked Akali's head.
Hearing Faen's request, Akali gulped. Staring at the magnificent shaft that was so close at hand, even pressing right against her nose, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.
An urge to be violently conquered by the male before her spontaneously arose at this very moment.
Scalding, thick and hard, scorching hot... but absolutely not dry.
Or rather, although the rest of the wicked object was quite dry, the slit at its tip was constantly oozing small trickles of translucent body lubricating fluids.
Rubbed against her face, Akali could clearly feel the intense life aura contained within it—pre-cum also contained trace amounts of life essence. It was just that in the vast majority of cases, it was completely indistinguishable to the naked eye.
But with an extremely powerful and vigorous vitality as his foundation, even Faen's pre-cum was much thicker than an ordinary person's, to the point where it had turned a pale white, not much different from pure life essence.
Thinking this, and feeling her face wetted by the pre-cum, Akali reached out her hand. While stroking it to spread the pre-cum evenly, she refused to show weakness and hummed:
"Looks to me like you're already plenty wet, Teacher?"
"It's also to let you get familiar with it," Faen chuckled lightly:
"First, use your tongue and mouth to feel its shape up close. That way, when it thrusts into your lower half, you'll know exactly what the inside of you is being stretched into."
Hearing Faen's reasoning, Akali couldn't help but softly exhale a breath of stale air, then silently opened her mouth and took it in.
Originally, Akali wanted to bite down lightly a few times to prove that she absolutely wouldn't succumb to depravity. But when she actually took it into her mouth, Akali realized that this kind of contact was completely different from the feeling of Faen pinching her little tongue earlier.
An intense wave of elation surged into her heart, causing Akali to feel her breathing grow increasingly rapid. Her mouth was stretched to its absolute limits, yet that feeling of her jaw almost dislocating didn't make Akali feel the slightest discomfort. Instead, it generated a strong fear—a fear that she might fail to receive more of his doting favor because of it.
This physical urge also made Akali's mind somewhat delirious. Her soft tongue was controlled entirely by instinct, continuously comforting every inch of flesh that plunged into her oral cavity with a maiden's instinctual passion.
"Good girl, good girl."
Faen gently stroked the top of Akali's head.
Although this seemed like a very simple action, it felt incredibly special to Akali.
So much so that this joy made Akali feel even happier and more blissful than sucking on Faen's massive cock.
Accompanied by this praise, a feeling of being recognized, loved, and needed filled Akali's heart. This changed the motivation behind her mouth from being driven entirely by carnal craving and instinctual need, to a spiritual desire to provide Faen with the best possible service.
In the loneliness of not being understood by others, this recognition was precious. Especially since this wasn't the first time Faen had acknowledged her, but yet another validation. Only this time, the recognition was given while she was serving him.
Memories of the past were stirred up. The painful memories of being misunderstood during her time in the Kinkou Order only made Akali feel the joy of present validation all the more intensely.
A strange emotion sent ripples cascading through her heart, spreading outward until it permeated every corner of her body and soul.
Thinking this, Akali glanced at Faen, seemingly wanting to say something. But her awkward personality and terrible childhood made Akali subconsciously hold those words back in her heart for the moment.
Faen wasn't in a hurry to push her; he just looked at the young girl peacefully. A moment later, Akali finally couldn't hold it in anymore. Using the brief moment she needed to take a breath, she spat Faen's cock out, but then, terrified that Faen might get angry because of it, she subconsciously planted two quick kisses on it immediately.
Only after finishing these actions did Akali realize just how fawning and subservient her subconscious reactions were.
This made Akali blush slightly, but upon seeing that Faen didn't mock her for it, she felt a bit more at ease. Then, after another flurry of light kisses, she pleaded softly, "Praise me some more..."
"What did you say?"
Faen asked with a beaming smile.
Even though he heard her perfectly clearly, Akali's voice was just too quiet, too soft—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was as faint as a mosquito's hum. Under these circumstances, Faen couldn't just easily satisfy Akali's plea.
Since she was begging, she naturally needed to be a bit louder and more honest.
Hearing Faen's words, Akali pursed her lips slightly, a trace of grievance appearing on her face.
Knowing Faen's strength full well, Akali was very clear that Faen definitely heard her plea; he just wanted to make her continue embarrassing herself... No, perhaps it wasn't to embarrass her.
Akali thought to herself—perhaps, Teacher just wants me to express myself better.
Thinking this, Akali planted a deep kiss on the wicked object before her, using her tongue to continuously explore and massage its slit. Only then did she look up at Faen and say, "Praise me... Teacher, praise me. Akali wants to be praised by Teacher."
Hearing this, Faen chuckled lightly while stroking her head and said, "Good girl, Akali is such a good girl."