Mia's silky black frilled underwear stood out against her alabaster skin, accentuating the fullness of her breasts.
While she held his gaze, Jett marveled at how something so practical could look so devastatingly alluring.
I never cared about lingerie, he thought, but a woman in underwear might be hotter than one who's naked.
The sight of her ample chest compressed by fabric drew his focus to the inviting valley between.
Wild fantasies—tit jobs and more flashed through his mind, yet he steadied himself and leaned in.
He slid his arms around his elven maid and unhooked her bra. Her breasts bounced free, nipples grazing his shirt already damp with desire.
Me, still in a school uniform, facing a naked elf this gorgeous… even guys on Earth never get chances like this, and it's my new reality!
"You've got an amazing rack," he whispered, breath hitching. "I should kneel and remove your panties now, but I really want to feel your tits first. May I?"
Mia's blush deepened as she smiled. "Yes… they're yours, Master. Knead them as much as you wish."
He cupped her breasts, savoring their heft and velvety give; no matter how he squeezed, soft flesh overflowed his palms.
Each gentle press coaxed a sweet cry from Mia. New sensations heated her cheeks as she kept her gaze on him.
His obvious hunger kindled her own, curling her lips into a sultry grin.
Jett lowered his head and licked one stiff nipple, sending shivers down her spine.
When he sucked it into his mouth, Mia stifled a moan behind her hand—an instinctive reaction that only spurred him to lavish attention on both peaks.
Before long she could no longer hold back and whimpered openly. "Mhhmmm~~"
"I could get addicted to that," Jett murmured.
Her responses mattered even more than his own arousal; eager to learn every weak spot, he lifted his head and locked eyes with her.
Mia rose onto tiptoe and offered a kiss before he could speak.
He met her halfway, brushing lips and savoring how her mouth felt softer than her breasts.
Slowly he sealed his lips over hers and slipped his tongue inside, meeting hers in an awkward dance that soon settled into their first real French kiss.
He drank her warm saliva and, without thinking, gripped her ass through her panties, heat from her flesh soaking into his palms.
Realizing where his hands were, he slid them inside and kneaded bare flesh, making her skin warm beneath his palms.
Panting, Mia clutched his shirt and squeezed her thighs together. "May I see more of you now, Master?"
"Yeah," Jett answered, voice thick with need.
Now it was Jett's turn to stand motionless. He watched Mia grasp the hem of his shirt and tug it upward, and he automatically raised his arms to help.
Golden hair brushed his chest as she leaned in and licked his nipples, copying everything he had just done to her.
Flat as most guys his age, Jett didn't have much to show—yet Mia treated him like a feast, glancing up between slow swirls of her tongue.
Compared with Mia's curves, he felt painfully average. The thought flickered even as her plush breasts pressed against him and chased every doubt away.
"Master's very young… it feels forbidden, doesn't it?" she teased, smiling.
"Yeah… I never imagined someone like you would be my first," Jett admitted.
Mia slid a hand between them and stroked his shaft through his pants, eyes never leaving his.
Jett's knees threatened to give; he fought not to finish right there.
"Because Master chose me as his first partner, I have been elevated to head maid," she whispered. "I will pour my heart and life into guiding your rise from Level Zero to the top of the world."
Feeling his ragged breath, she asked, "Does Master want to come now?"
"God, yes," Jett groaned. "But… wouldn't it be better if I came inside you?"
He doubted a mana‑less human could keep pace with an elf for long and didn't want to disappoint her.
Mia's smile widened. "The Master's bedroom is sacred. Even a normal couple could make love here for weeks without soreness—thanks to the mansion's magic—without limits."
"I really love this mansion," Jett breathed.
Just then, Mia grasped the top of his pants and teased to drop them in a single go.
Jett no longer could breathe as he awaited her next move.