Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

The Grand Priestess couldn't control her lips, moaning as Mithras' steaming cock toured her insides in an 8-shape. With a devious smile, the Human Aphrodisiac lowered his hands to Akamana's butt cheeks, squeezing while pulling her into a slow, tender smooch. The Grand Priestess' cunt became a fountain, splashing Mithras' abdomen while his cock crammed her back tunnel in slow motion.

'Oh no! Taken in the ass like a vulgar streetwalker! And now I'm getting kissed too! What a wonderful experience! Lord in Heaven how could this happen?! Am I officially…a hussy?

A cougar hussy?!' Akamana didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she did both at the same time, moaning in a mix of shame and bliss.

Bliss won the fight, and forgetting herself, the Grand Priestess threw her head back, helping Mithras blow her back out. For a moment, Mithras got confused, wondering who was assaulting who in this scenario. Akamana was a bit too enthusiastic…almost making Mithras wonder if deep down, the Grand Priestess wasn't hoping for this conclusion.

Or perhaps the aphrodisiac's effects were just that powerful?

We wouldn't find out now!

With a gentle tug, Mithras pulled on Akamana's tongue, playing with the Grand Priestess for a moment before breaking the kiss and dragging his tongue down her neckline. Akamana's cheeks flushed red, and the Grand Priestess looked sideways, avoiding eye contact with a shy and innocent look.

In that instant, Mithras' brows furrowed. That look on Akamana's face as he kissed her on the neck. Why did it feel so…familiar? The Human Aphrodisiac's mind drifted to the past, recalling a person, the Shadow Druid who trained him into a Master of Toxicology and Flame Manipulation under Cassandra's orders: Manu.

Manu's face now overlapped with Akamana's, making Mithras remember warm and painful memories.

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"Oh hell no you didn't!" In a large underground laboratory, a younger Mithras stood in front of a pile of burning items, scratching his cheeks with a wry smile. A tall, dark-haired beauty stood beside him, pulling her hair in rage.

"I'm…sorry?"

"Sorry? You just caused 30 kilos worth of antidotes, poisons, herbs, elixirs and more to go up in flames and you say…sorry? Even my experimental drugs weren't spared! Do you know how long it took to assemble this collection and how much money you just burned?

Cassandra will kill me! AAAARGH!"

"I'm…very sorry?"

"…"

"Oh come on Professor, you know you can't be mad at me for more than five minutes anyway. Ten if you're really pissed off. So, my favorite professor in the world, how about we skip the part where you pretend you want to split my skull and just go back to hugs and kisses? My treat," Mithras said with a sweet and hypnotic smile, making Manu roll her eyes in exasperation.

Still, as the youth wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his arms, Manu didn't resist, looking sideways, and blushing a little.

"Ah, Mithras, you're lucky you're so cute…and glib. I'd fall in love with you…if you weren't so young."

"And who made me this way? Professor, you must take responsibility and stop making a mess of my heart. Or I will call the police!"

"Pfttt! Silly boy. From now on...just call me Manu," Manu said with a cheerful laugh and raised her chin, letting Mithras kiss her all over.

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The memory ended there, reminding Mithras that the day he officially became a Master of Toxicology, Manu vanished out of the blue, never to be seen again.

For a while, Mithras suspected that Cassandra had found out about their relationship and made Manu disappear out of spite. But later he learned she just got a better opportunity elsewhere and left for an academy job.

Now faced with the possibility that Akamana could be his lost professor, Mithras' heart spiraled out of control, beating at an alarming speed.

"Ma…Manu?" Stopping mid-thrust, Mithras grabbed Akamana's cheeks, pulling her face closer and trying to find the similarities with Manu.

"Oh hell no you didn't! How dare you call another woman's name while pounding me in the ass?! Mithras, I will kill you!" The Grand Priestess snapped in rage, banging on Mithras' chest with all the strength she had left. Thankfully the aphrodisiac kept her weak, or she'd have sent him flying to another planet already.

Yes, how could it be Manu? Manu just had a second-class Inner Flame, enough to become a professor in the various academies, but nothing special in the grand scheme of things.

Even Cassandra could boss her around. She couldn't possibly be…Akamana di Angra.

With a sorrowful sigh, Mithras coated his shaft in the Pyrogasmic Genesis, drilling into Akamana's butt with strong, twisting motions.

The Grand Priestess' eyes rolled back immediately, her lewd essence freely flowing out as her ass clamped on the dragon youth's shaft, and her soul climbed to cloud nine.

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

*Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

Picking up the pace, Mithras lifted Akamana's waist, drilling his cock faster into her walls and causing the sound of flesh clapping flesh to resound across the scene.

And so outside the flame screen, both Cassandra and Elektra watched with mixed feelings—reeling at the realization that Grand Priestess Akamana was currently getting her cheeks clapped by Mithras.

"Ahhh…ahhh…ahh, ahhh, ahhh—ohhmmm!" Realizing that if she let things go on indefinitely, her mind would get overwhelmed and corrupted by Mithras' essence, the Grand Priestess' bit her lower lip, clamping so hard on the dragon youth's dick that he let loose his baby batter, filling Akamana's ass with liters of spunk.