The Storms Monarch is maybe an Extra

As soon as I returned to my room in the inn, Lyra turned back into her true form and smiled at me.

|I believe that a reward is needed for you.|

"Uhhh...for what?"

|For getting the egg. You're going to be a great Storms Monarch!|

Well, I'd be a fool not to accept a reward from a Celestial Great General. So, I nodded.

"Okay, what is it?"

|It's a surprise.| She winked. |But you need to take a bath first.|

"...What does that have to do with the reward?"

|Trust me, just do it.|

I shrugged. I was planning on having a bath anyways, so I might as well. Undressing myself inside the bathroom, I turned on the tap until the bathtub was about 3/4 full. Then, I submerged myself in the water and let out a groan of satisfaction. To be honest, I liked showers more. They were quick and efficient. Though, I wouldn't oppose to relaxing in a tub every now and then.

As I was relaxing, I suddenly heard the door of the bathroom creaking open. When I opened my eyes, I saw Lyra in all her naked glory. Round breasts that I had to envy, succulent lips that had no right to be on such a beautiful and immaculate face, and a damp pussy. With a grin, Lyra snapped her finger and disappeared. Before I could figure out what was going on, I felt myself still in the bathtub—but now sitting on something soft.

I looked down and saw that just under my legs were another pair of legs. No, it wasn't as if I grew another pair. It was just Lyra, whose thigh I was sitting on.

Without warning, she twisted my head to the side and pulled me in for a searing hot kiss.

"Mppphhh!"

I could feel her tongue pushing into my mouth and her hand running down my body. 'W-What's happening?' I'd never felt anything like this before! Regardless, it felt so good! Before Lyra's endless assault of my mouth, I could only clumsily return the pleasure by occasionally succeeding in brushing my tongue against her.

My arms were clumsily flailing around, confused as to how to respond to this sudden spike of pleasure. When suddenly, Lyra's free hand rested itself on my breasts. Then, she ceased all movement and broke our kiss. Slurping up the thin string of saliva that connected our mouths, she grinned.

|I'd never seen you so flustered before...it's kind of cute!|

I didn't answer—I couldn't. Never in a million years could I imagine sitting in a bath naked with a Celestial, let alone kissing her so passionately! Still, something about this felt...wrong. 

"L-Lyra, no..." I could barely manage a sentence. "I-I thought you d-did it with Petra..."

|I did,| she admitted with great nonchalance. |But what about it? It isn't as if we're in a relationship.|

Then, she placed my head in her cleavage and made me suck on her fingers. It felt...erotic. And her breasts...they were softer than any pillow I'd ever slept on. Well, my life only ever alternated between Petra's house and barracks, but still, that didn't detract from the fact that it was comfortable here.

|Mmm...that's right. This is your reward. Just enjoy it.|

"E-Enjoy? B-But someone like me shouldn't..."

Still having her fingers inside my mouth, Lyra reached down for my pussy with her other hand. Since she was slightly taller than me, she could do it with relative ease. 

Wet sounds resounded throughout the bathroom, and they weren't just the sound of water shifting. Much to my disappointment, Lyra removed her hand from my pussy and licked her fingers.

|Tastes sweet.|

She then kissed me again.

|Mmm...this tastes like chocolate.|

Lyra placed her hand on my breasts. They were pert, sure, but Lyra seemed to know her way around them. She tweaked my nipples, kneaded them, and gently caressed their undersides.

Despite not touching them, I could feel that my boobs were growing a tiny bit in excitement. 

Finally, Lyra stopped her pleasure-torture on my breasts and moved to kiss me again. However, I moved my head away from hers.

"L-Lyra, please, I don't want—"

|Not listening.| She went back to pleasuring me. Her fingers drew an agonizing circle of pleasure in my vulva while occasionally touching my clit. My back arched every time she came near to pushing her finger in, but she always stopped right at the edge and giggled to herself.

I didn't know what kind of face I was making, but apparently, it was shameful enough for Lyra to take pity on me and finally slid a finger inside me.

"Oooooh~"

I could feel her trying to push another finger in. Perhaps for fear of tearing my hymen, she didn't and instead focused on pleasuring me with just one finger.

|Wow, you're even tighter than Petra.|

Lyra propped her head up and licked the drool and tears from my face. Then, she pulled me in for another kiss while still pleasuring me down there.

'O-Oh, oh God, no, no, NO! I'm CUMMING—!'

All I saw was white. The explosion of pleasure was so mind-blowing that all I knew was that the sound I made was closer to a scream than a moan. I could feel the walls of my pussy clamping down tightly around Lyra's finger; again sending another wave of pleasure throughout my body.

During all of his, Lyra still didn't stop kissing me and pleasuring me. For every minute, I had an orgasm. 

Finally, after the eighth one, Lyra let go of my lips and said,

|Ast, do you want to continue?|

"W-What do you mean?"

|Another orgasm and you'll break.|

Lyra seemed entirely serious.

I tried to weigh my options; I really did. However, all I cared about right now was getting the most amount of pleasure out of this. So, I kissed Lyra to give her my answer.

My tongue pried Lyra's lips open and I felt her finger resuming railing into my pussy. This time, I played a slightly more proactive role. I grinded my hips again her hand, grabbed her head to seal our lips even tighter, and even squeezed her soft, perfect tits.

It didn't take long for me to orgasm again, and like Lyra, said, I broke.

"A-Ah~ c-cumming~!"

I was no more than Lyra's bitch. A fuck-toy that only existed to receive her pleasure.

"P-Please continue..."

Lyra held my cheek and kissed me again. |Earn it.| Then, she disappeared and reappeared right in front of me. 

We were moving around so much that all the water was practically splashed outside. So, the water only reached her anus, still giving me full view of her glistening pussy. 

...I knew what she was telling me to do—even if I didn't, I was too broken to not respond to Lyra fingering her pussy.

I ran my tongue against her slit after Lyra removed her finger. She tasted...well, it didn't taste like anything but pure, unadulterated lust. Back and down, up and forward—the direction mattered not. Everything I did made Lyra moan with pleasure. I made sure to use my thumb to tease her clit like the nice little pet I was, trying her best to please her master.

Since Lyra's emotions were linked to mine, I couldn't help but feel jolts of pleasure occasionally shooting up my body. And, shamefully, I came before she did.

|What? You came?|

Not wanting to displease my master any further, I pushed my tongue past her folds and into her pussy; proper. My heart-shaped eyes turned up as I stared at Lyra's face to assess her reaction. Not that I needed to, though. The pleasure that was constantly shooting into me was enough for me to understand that I was doing something right.

In no time, I'd figured out all her weak spots. 

|Y-Yes, Ast! You're so good!|

Hearing my master's praise did nothing but excite me even further! I continued licking with even more vigor! I was practically gulping down her juices as they were coming out. Glancing to the side and seeing that some of them leaked into the bathtub, I couldn't help but feel disappointed.

'Master's juices...what a waste.'

Eventually, with a scream, Lyra's legs locked my head into places and her pussy tightened as if wanting to crush my tongue.

I knew what this meant and continued licking through both of our orgasm—earning another orgasm out of her. 

After a few minutes of unparalleled bliss, Lyra finally let go of me.

I gave her pussy one final lick before sliding up her body. I placed a hand on her breast and kissed her deeply.

("Master...")

|You're such a good little pet, Ast.| Lyra stuck one of her fingers in my pussy again. |Ready for round two?|

("Always, master.")