An Extra’s Rise in an Eroge

Arthur returned to the dorm building after a long day. The quiet of the night surrounded him, broken only by the faint flicker of lights illuminating the reception desk. As he stepped inside, his eyes landed on Camilla, the mature and stunning warden. She was slumped in her chair, clearly dozing off.

Her wavy auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders, framing her elegant face. But what truly caught his attention—how could a cultured man like Arthur not notice—was her partially unbuttoned shirt. Somehow, in her sleep, a few buttons had come undone, revealing her lacy, strained bra struggling valiantly to contain her ample bosom.

Arthur paused, the temptation too great to resist. He leaned casually against the reception counter, pretending to examine something nearby while his gaze shamelessly wandered to the enticing valley between the twin peaks. "Investigation" was, of course, a noble pursuit.

Just as Arthur leaned in a little closer, his arm accidentally nudged a glass paperweight sitting on the counter. It tumbled off with a loud thud as it hit the floor.

Camilla stirred at the noise, her eyes fluttering open. The first thing she saw was Arthur's face, far too close for comfort—or perhaps just close enough. Surprised, she blinked, her cheeks tinged with pink. But before Arthur could apologize or back away, she seemed to realize the situation. A mischievous smile curled on her lips.

"Like what you see?" she asked, her voice low and teasing.

Arthur, ever the shameless connoisseur, nodded without hesitation.

Camilla chuckled at his audacity. "Then why don't you take a closer look?" she said, leaning forward and pulling him into a hug that pressed his face firmly against her soft, fragrant chest.

Arthur was momentarily stunned but quickly recovered. "Supple, soft, and…" he inhaled deeply, "…fragrant," he said, his muffled voice filled with appreciation. He hesitated for a moment before letting his tongue dart out for a quick taste of the bare skin between her bra and shirt. "Sweet," he concluded with a grin.

Camilla burst into laughter, gently pushing him away. "You're something else, aren't you?"

Before anything else could happen, her expression shifted. "Someone's coming," she whispered, quickly buttoning up her shirt.

Just then, Alex, another dorm resident, entered through the doors. His usual brooding demeanor was even more pronounced.

"It's quite late, Alex. Where were you?" Arthur asked as Alex passed.

"None of your business," Alex replied coldly, walking briskly toward the elevator.

Arthur watched him leave, noting his foul mood, but decided not to press further. Once Alex was out of earshot, Arthur turned back to Camilla, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Should we continue?" he asked with a playful grin.

Camilla's expression shifted again, this time more serious. "Don't get ahead of yourself, boy," she said firmly. "I don't know what came over me, but don't get used to it. And you better not mention this to anyone."

Arthur raised his hands in mock surrender, confused by her sudden change in tone. "Understood."

"Good. Now go back to your room," Camilla said, her voice softening slightly.

Arthur sighed, turning toward the elevator.

Arthur stepped into the elevator, still perplexed by Camilla's sudden shift in demeanor. Leaning back against the wall, he muttered to himself, "What happened to her all of a sudden? One moment, she's pulling me into her embrace, and the next, she's acting like nothing ever happened. Does she have a dual personality or something?"

Sol's voice chimed in his mind, light yet teasing. [No, she doesn't have a dual personality. She acted like that because your skill Sensual Pheromones activated due to your actions. It made her feel attracted to you. But her mind cleared when the moment was interrupted—by Alex.] Enjoy new tales from empire

"Wait, are you saying I got cockblocked by Alex?"

"[Hah~ It's not like you'd have laid her on your first try if not interrupted. You're bold, Arthur, but not that lucky. Either way, her affinity for you has increased, so stop grumbling.]" Sol teased.

Arthur grumbled under his breath, "That bastard… ruining my chance. What am I supposed to do now? I'm so horny."

As the elevator reached the first floor, Arthur stepped into the dimly lit hallway, illuminated by softly glowing luminous stones. The silence was palpable, broken only by the sound of his footsteps. He paused outside Alicia's room, staring at the door.

"Should I spend the night with Alicia?" he pondered, weighing the idea. But after a moment of thought, he shook his head. "No, she's probably exhausted after roaming around the academy all day. It wouldn't be fair to disturb her rest."

Letting out a sigh, Arthur entered his own room. Tossing his shirt onto a nearby chair, he slumped onto the bed. His thoughts drifted, and a mischievous grin tugged at his lips.

"It would be so much better if maids were allowed in the student dorms at night. I miss Lily. She's the only one who could satisfy my hunger right now."

"[Well, you could always call your other maids. The twins, Lira and Lyra. Don't forget, they're top-class assassins. Slipping into your room under the warden's eyes is child's play for them.]" Sol's voice was laced with sly amusement.

Arthur sat up, realization dawning on him. "Yeah, why didn't I think of that sooner?"

He grabbed his Aetherpod and quickly sent a message to his shadow guards. It didn't take long. Within minutes, a soft knock echoed from the window. Arthur crossed the room and pulled back the curtains, revealing two slender figures perched gracefully on the sill.

With fluid movements, Lira and Lyra slipped inside, their dark attire blending seamlessly with the shadows of the room. Their striking resemblance to each other was as uncanny as ever, their midnight-black hair framing identical sharp, yet beautiful faces.

"You called, Master?" Lira asked softly, her tone calm and respectful.

Lyra gave a playful smirk. "We're here to serve, no matter the hour."

Arthur grinned. "Good. Because I have a… pressing need for your company tonight."

Both maids exchanged a knowing glance before Lira stepped forward, her expression impassive. "Your orders, Master?"

Arthur leaned back against the edge of his bed, his smirk widening as his gaze dropped suggestively. "Well, let's just say I need to release some… tension," he said, his voice low and teasing as he gestured toward the evident bulge straining against his pants.

Lyra chuckled, her voice smooth as silk, her crimson eyes sparkling with mischief. "Of course, Master. We're here to ensure your satisfaction in every way."

The twins exchanged a knowing glance before climbing onto the bed, moving with the graceful precision Arthur had come to expect from them. Lira was the first to close the distance, her deft fingers unhooking his belt and tugging at his pants with practiced ease.

Lyra, not one to be left out, slid the fabric down along with his boxers, and Arthur's arousal sprang free. A soft gasp escaped Lyra as her eyes fixed on his erect dick, and she smirked. "Master always exceeds expectations."

Lira wasted no time, leaning down and taking his cock in her hand before teasingly running her tongue along his length. Her lips parted, and without hesitation, she engulfed his shaft, taking half of his length into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around him as she began to move.

"Hey, that's not fair!", Lyra protested, her pout quickly turning into a playful grin as she leaned in, cupping his balls gently in her hands. She licked and sucked on them, rolling them lightly in her mouth while her sister continued to work on his shaft. Arthur let out a deep groan, the combination of sensations overwhelming him.

Arthur groaned, his hand instinctively threading through Lira's hair as she moved, each motion bringing him closer to bliss. Lyra, not to be outdone, focused on his sensitivity, her touch sending jolts of pleasure through him.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Don't hog him all to yourself," Lyra quipped, her tone teasing yet full of intent.

Lira pulled back momentarily, smirking as she licked her lips. "I'm just better at this than you," she teased before descending again, taking him deeper. With one swift motion, she took the whole nine-inch in her mouth. Her lips wrapped snugly around the entire length of Arthur's throbbing nine-inch shaft. With practiced ease, she took him deeper, her throat flexing as it accommodated him fully. A prominent bulge formed in her throat, the outline of his hardness visibly pressing beneath her delicate skin. But neither of them cared; the sight was mesmerizing. Arthur leaned back against the edge of the bed, a smirk playing on his lips, his body melting into the intoxicating pleasure.

Lyra huffed but didn't stop, her playful rivalry with her sister only adding to the intensity of the moment. Together, they worked in perfect sync, their contrasting techniques driving Arthur to the edge.

Arthur tilted his head back, his breathing ragged as the twin maids devoted themselves entirely to him. "You two… are going to spoil me," he murmured, his voice laced with both amusement and satisfaction.

"Anything for our Master," Lira whispered, her lips brushing against him as she spoke.