>> My lips feel the tenderness of her lips. It entangles completely through mine as I succumb to the inner urge. My body feels hot; my mind’s turn fuzzy.

And then... “... Justine? Justine...?” someone calls my name. Out of a sudden, I gasped for air and suddenly felt the shiver all over my body.

Drips of sweat covered half of my face as I look at the familiar face looking at me. “Master...?” With scrutiny on her looks, Alecto called.

She’s kneeling down on the floor as I remained sitting on the sofa. “Ah... huh?” I utter out of wonder. “Are you alright?”

“Huh? Ah... yeah. I’m alright. But...” I look around and there’s no trace about the Queen. “You’ve been hooked up by an aphrodisiac. So, I made a necessary measure to take it off your body.”

Looking back at her, Alecto then stands up right after. “Huh...” I mumbled. “In order to gain your conscious, I must do it. Sorry, I am making decisions hastily without your consent so—-"

“No... no. It’s okay.” I answered. “I did suck your ‘thing’ off.” She replied immediately. “Huh...?” I asked. Her eyes then downwardly gaze through my crotch.

“Wha—-what the!?" I slouched and bashfully looked at her. “Why did you do that!?” I grunted out. “Because it’s the only way to make your consciousness go back. And it’s a strong aphrodisiac that the counterpart is to make you feel good.”

What the...?! I can’t rebut anything from what she said, and her expression remains stoic even from what she did. “I’m just joking, Master.”

Still with a stoic guise, Alecto rebut. “I won’t do that thing to you. Unless if you ask me to.”

“I WON’T ASK YOU FOR THAT!” I snarl out. Seriously, this girl. “But I’m glad you’re all right now, Master. I feel relieved.”

“... I don’t know how that happened, but I am grateful for what you did to me. I do. Thank you, Alecto.” With a sincere smile, I gratefully tell it to her.

Though her face remains stoic, Alecto turns her back at me and briskly opens the door. “The Queen’s summon for you will be happen soon. Please prep yourself.”

Leaving the room, Alecto closes the door.

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>> Standing at the door holding the doorknob, Alecto leans her back and heaves a tepid sigh. The tranquil surroundings eerily make her ick, because her heartbeat thumps like a drum.

She felt hotness on her face while recalling what she did for him. “I never intend to do it with someone I never loved, but I’m a servant.”

As a servant, following a Master’s order is absolute. And looking after their well-being is their duty and responsibility. Her hand clenched tightly, but slowly opens as she reaches her lips.

“It’s for the King’s safety, and I appointed to be his attendant. So...”

On her mind taunts the happening while Justine’s under the influence of aphrodisiac. She called for him, but he didn’t respond. Alecto never thought this will happen soon.

She’s innocent and never had a man touches her. A pure maiden, to be precise. And she knows the repercussions of being a servant to a royalty.

A servant is embodied with her Master’s will. She’s not allowed to disobey; albeit, talk back to her Master. Their bodies are entrusted to serve them, both in daily routines and in intimacy moments.

She’s aware of it. All that she did is make him, the Queen’s husband-to-be, to be saved. “It won’t be counted as adultery. I just kissed him to dispelled it. And if I don’t tell it to anyone, I won’t be in trouble.”

Alecto knows of it. Should she tell this matter, the Queen will bestow a punishment for her. For the greater good, Alecto firmly promise to herself that this won’t go out.

“This will keep to my grave. I’m sorry, my King...” her voice frets.

The tranquility succumbs further, and her body turns hot. It’s the effect of Aphrodisiac she dispelled. The side effect is her body will be the one in heat.

Tingling sensation taunts in between her legs. Her breathing turns ragged. The urge inside her starts to rise. Alecto knows this will happen as well.

She must let this out or it will make her go insane. Her knees wobble as she walked away from the chamber. On the dark hallway she goes and hide.

The exhaustion and anxiousness of her body is unbearable. “Ugh... I can’t... I can’t take it anymore...”

Alecto spreads her legs wide as she raises the skirt. Shoving her hand inside, the sloppy feeling sense an electrified feeling through her body.

Wet and drippy, her fingers nurtured the slushy feeling. “I… I can’t. I can’t do this but... If I can’t... I may not do my duty as a servant.”

Alecto’s mind and heart dwells; she can’t just ignore the sensation irking on her body, but can’t defy her duty to be useful for her master.

“I’m sorry, Master... no, Justine.” Flashing on her mind is his face. His sincere smile, for the first time she saw, made her heart flutter.

Her heartbeat throbs faster. Her body feels hotter, and bead of sweat keeps dripping. A slush sound seeps on her ears and soft moans got out of her mouth.

A pleasure indeed, as Alecto imagines her master embracing her. “... This is just the effect of Aphrodisiac. I shan’t do anything for my Master...”

Alecto utters under her breath. It keeps rising, the surge inside her continuously eating her up. “... I can’t give up now. I must release this...”

Her two fingers then shoved inside her cunt. Alecto almost moaned out but she curbed it. No one should know what is happening on her. No one, no one should know her lust is dwelling.

Her ragged breathing proceeds throughout the moment her fingers keep going in and out. It keeps searching for something surreal, but nothing can suffice right now.

“I can’t... endure it anymore.” Alecto grunted. Clenching her right hand, she pushes deeper inside. The euphoric feeling lifts out as she groans with pleasure.

Throughout the ecstatic sensation, her body twitches as something squirted out in between her legs. Slowly, her body cooled down whilst her head becomes fuzzy.

Giving off a sigh of relief, Alecto lay her back at the wall. “Damn it. Whoever did this is really a bastard.”

Though she said it, the image of Justine lingers on her. The way how he smiled at her, and the time she kissed him to take off the aphrodisiac.

“... No one but me who did it. Now, how should I stay composed to him? How... if my heart beats like a drum whenever I recall that smile?”

It doesn’t make sense, Alecto thought out. For her position as a servant, and for her duty to serve the King, unnecessary feelings should be eradicated.

That’s how she thought, yet, ignoring it would be the hard part.