Obsession: Albedo’s Desire

(Why did this happen…!?)

Yuri was on the verge of tears, desperate to let them fall and blur everything away. But as the eldest Pleiades, she couldn't afford such weakness. She could only endure.

"Taking off your glasses?"

"Y-Yes, they might get in the way…"

"You're beautiful even without them, Yuri-san."

"…Thanks."

She placed her glasses on the bedside table, sitting on the bed.

"Need help undressing?"

"I can manage."

Turning away, she began peeling off her maid outfit, the fabric rustling. On the bed. With a man present.

Just a continuation of the carriage incident—where she'd let him touch her breasts, felt good, and suggested they continue inside. Embarrassing, but bearable.

But then—

"Yuri-nee's boobs are huge! Even bigger without clothes!"

Yuri glared at Lupusregina, who grinned mischievously. For some reason, Lupusregina was in the room too.

While the men held German lessons, the women convened a mock trial. Defendant: Yuri Alpha. Charge: returning with her escort target near death. Lupusregina healed him, and Solution cleaned the blood, so only those present knew. But it couldn't be undone. Reporting to Albedo might be necessary.

Chief Justice Solution interrogated Yuri.

"He touched my breasts!" Yuri protested.

Solution, Lupusregina, and Nabe, convinced of the man's lechery, nodded. Nabe had said to strike if harassed. Yuri was swiftly acquitted.

Then Solution, smelling Lupusregina on the man, probed last night's events. Lupusregina admitted her deeds with a smirk, plunging the room into chaos. As the sisters bickered, Yuri sighed in relief. She'd let him touch her, bared her breasts outside, felt pleasure, and suggested more—details too shameful to report. She'd dodged scrutiny by misdirection.

Slipping away, she approached the man post-German lesson to align their stories. A fatal mistake. A simple "Sorry, teehee!" could've ended it with "Don't do it again." Instead, she asked for collusion.

"What's in it for me, Yuri-san? Equal value, right?"

"…Continue what we started in the carriage."

"That was already happening. What else?"

"What do you want?"

"Here's my offer."

His demand: continue with Lupusregina watching. Yuri had spied on Lupusregina and the man last night, and Lupusregina, aware, thought he knew too. Unable to refuse, Yuri agreed, baffled. Was he a pervert who liked being watched?

Not quite. He didn't care about being seen—he wanted to heighten Yuri's shame. In the carriage, she'd teetered between embarrassment and pleasure, tipping toward the latter. On the bed, she'd likely surrender to pleasure. Lupusregina's presence ensured her shame kept her in check.

"Your bra and panties don't match, Yuri-nee! What's up with that?"

"Shut up!"

Embarrassed under scrutiny, Yuri, now in underwear, wore a lilac bra, garter belt, and stockings—but white panties. Unacceptable for the eldest Pleiades. Hours ago, she'd changed her soaked panties, neglecting to match colors.

"Yuri-san changed for me," the man teased.

"For you?" Lupusregina echoed.

"White shows when it's wet. She wanted it obvious."

"Wow, Yuri-nee's naughty!"

"Ugh…"

Denying it meant explaining the truth—impossible. The excuse was mortifying, tears welling in her eyes.

"Ah!"

"Now the mismatch doesn't matter."

Her bra was unhooked, straps slipped off. Yuri clutched her chest protectively. The bra was tossed to Lupusregina, who folded it neatly. She sat astride a chair, arms on the backrest, chin resting, watching casually.

"Move your hands, Yuri-san."

"…"

(Or should I mention how you let me touch you earlier?)

(That's unfair!)

Eyes shut tight, Yuri slowly lowered her arms. A hand reached from behind.

(Why does Onii-sama prefer Yuri-nee!?)

Beyond the peephole, Solution seethed, shredding her third handkerchief. Why had Yuri agreed to sex after nearly killing him for touching her? Something was amiss. Lupusregina's sneaking last night was infuriating too. A truce came when Pandora's Actor, as Momon, left with Nabe, but Solution wasn't satisfied.

Another issue: swallowing the man, she'd noticed a 1-yen sticker on his jacket's hem—Shizu's mark of favor. Why was he Shizu's favorite? She wanted answers, but he was with Yuri. She'd planned to intervene, but—

"You're perfect, Solution. Beautiful, shapely, soft, smooth as moonlight silk. But Yuri has something you lack. For our love, learn from her."

"What will I gain?"

"More semen."

"Understood."

Why had she agreed? Now she spied, aware he knew of the peephole—Lupusregina had tipped him off.

(Onii-sama's sucking Yuri-nee's breasts! They don't lactate like mine! And Yuri-nee, saying no but with such hard nipples… Hers are smaller, with smaller areolas despite her size.)

The pair faced Lupusregina and the hidden Solution. Lupusregina, arms lowered, was clearly touching herself, her hand's motion betraying her. (Lupu's so lewd… Oh, they're kissing! I want Onii-sama's saliva! Yuri-nee should just drink it. It's delicious! She's spilling it, licking it up… Why so shy? Just drink! Lupu's teasing makes her hesitate… If Lupu weren't here, would she?)

Yuri's swollen nipples were sucked, her hand muffling moans. (Should I moan like Shalltear or stifle like Yuri-nee? She's definitely feeling it… His hands are on her groin now, so skilled, doing different things. Her legs are closed—doesn't that block him? Is resisting the appeal? But always resisting…)

Lupusregina's taunts rang as Yuri's thighs clamped shut, a finger slipping between. Her hips trembled, muffled gasps escaping, tears in her eyes, face flushed.

"Hya!?" A breath at her ear startled her, legs parting. Her white panties showed a small, darkened patch—proof of her arousal.

"Yuri-nee's wet! So prim, but your pussy's so loose! Don't worry, Onii-sama's cock is big enough!" Lupusregina jeered.

Solution winced at the vulgarity. A crack seemed to echo.

Lupusregina's role was to stoke Yuri's shame, balancing her pleasure. But she'd gone too far.

Yuri froze, shaking off the man's hand. Standing on the bed, trembling with rage, she faced away, her expression hidden but terrifying, judging by Lupusregina's grimace.

"Lupu… ready?"

"Eek…"

Yuri had watched them last night, tolerating Lupusregina's presence as a check against losing herself. She'd even been grateful, avoiding total surrender. But those words—loose, gaping—crossed a line. Compared to Lupusregina's dripping thighs, Yuri's small stain was modest. She'd never been penetrated; she wasn't loose. Furious, she clenched her fist, ready to discipline her sister with a skill-enhanced punch.

Lupusregina fell off the chair, her skirt flipped up, breasts spilling. (Who's loose now?)

Yuri drew back her fist—and collapsed.

"Close call. Maybe a bit too far," the man said.

"What!? I can't move! What did you do!?"

"Albedo-sama's gift. You need my semen to move again."

"When did you stop being human!?" Lupusregina gasped. "A lust demon all along!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

It was Albedo's engagement ribbon, tied around Yuri's ankle as she turned. Neither noticed, mistaking it for his power. He didn't correct them.

"I wanted Lupu to tease you more, but oh well."

"Eek! What are you doing!?"

He began pulling down Yuri's panties, leaving them around one ankle, hiding the ribbon. Solution mustn't notice. Ignoring Yuri's cries, he fetched a glass bottle from a drawer, filled with viscous liquid.

"Stop! Don't touch me there with that!"

"Not weird. It's a special lotion, made with Solution."

Solution's secretions and his alchemical knowledge birthed a magical lotion—stretching far, absorbing waste, water-soluble but sweat-prone. Developed for use beyond Solution, it pleased Shalltear.

"That's not what I mean! Where are you putting it!?"

Her boyish tone grew frantic. Spread face-down, she expected her sex to be touched. Instead, he parted her buttocks, applying lotion to her anus.

"Feel that? Your anus, Yuri-san."

"That's not what I'm asking! You'll regret this!"

He chuckled. "Why fear later now? Later's not now."

"What…?"

Yuri didn't understand. She looked to Lupusregina, who shook her head, pale. This man wasn't just bold—he was mad. Normal people, even Lupusregina, would act to prevent future harm.

"Lupu, help!"

She couldn't. Interfering risked his wrath, worse than Yuri's later punishment.

The man, unaware of their harsh judgments, meant no harm unless it crossed Albedo. Confident from past experiences with Lancer, he was warming up for Albedo, having practiced on Shalltear.

"Relax and enjoy," he said.

To Yuri, it sounded like, Welcome to hell.

Pressure at her anus. Something entered. She cried out.

It's so hot. I wake up sweating every night, groggy all day. AC hurts my throat, making it worse.

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