Cynthia clamped her legs in shame. She felt something strange appear inside her body out of thin air.
The shape was cylindrical. The texture was skin-like. The motion was... pile-driving.
She recognized this stimulating sensation.
It was the exquisite feeling of rolling in bed with Li Yuan months ago.
Why is his evil thing inside me remotely?
It wasn't an illusion. Squeezing her legs confirmed the solid presence—big, bouncy, hard, delicious~.
She remembered his telepathic message during the hug: "I'm giving you a good thing. If you can't handle it, mentally command it to close."
Is this the 'good thing'?
Well... it IS a good thing. She had craved this for over two months. She and Caitlin had sleepless nights missing his scent.
Fingering herself only relieved a fraction of the loneliness compared to him.
Her heart was empty. If she didn't see him soon, she might die of frustration.
Feeling the hard object deep in her flower core, Cynthia's expression turned obsessive. She wanted to let go and enjoy the unspeakable bliss.
But why now? Why in front of a national audience?
If I orgasm here and squirt from under the table, my reputation is ruined!
Helplessly, she forced herself to endure, pretending to be calm.
But she didn't turn off the Silver Crest. I just got this pleasure back; how can I give it up?
"Cynthia, are you okay?" Diantha asked concernedly. Cynthia's flushed face was suspicious. Did Li Yuan do something to her?
"I'm fine. Just an old injury acting up. Nothing serious." Cynthia took a deep breath, suppressing a moan, acting tough.
Diantha didn't believe it. Old injury my ass. I know you.
Using that excuse? There's definitely something fishy.
But Cynthia's "brain-dead fans" believed it. Even if her flushed face looked more like arousal than pain, they wouldn't think in that direction. To them, Cynthia was perfect. Anyone suggesting otherwise would be cyberbullied.
Even experienced women who suspected something dared not speak. Who would believe the Champion is wearing a vibrator?
"Good. I'll go prepare then. The exhibition match is starting." Diantha didn't press further. Even if her best friend was broken by a boy, she wouldn't expose it. She would cover for her.
Seeing Cynthia struggling, Diantha left to draw the camera's attention to the arena.
"Mmph." Cynthia gave a grateful look.
As Diantha left, the broadcast switched to the arena. Seeing herself off-screen, Cynthia sighed in relief, letting her legs tremble again.
But then she realized she forgot someone. She looked at the host beside her.
The host, Vivian, was looking at her with a knowing smile.
Cynthia trembled again. Damn. I relaxed too fast. I forgot the host!
Did she see me enjoying myself? How do I explain?
"Lady Cynthia, if I'm not mistaken, you're enjoying it too, right?" Vivian whispered suddenly.
"Huh? I don't understand..." Cynthia's face burned. Panic. Discovered?
"Don't worry, Lady Cynthia. There are no outsiders here. I am the same." Vivian lifted her skirt hem slightly, revealing a pink Silver Crest.
Cynthia froze, then checked herself. She saw the same mark.
So this is the culprit? Why does it look so evil?
"You are his..." Cynthia asked tentatively.
"Yes. I am Master Li Yuan's dog too." Vivian nodded seriously.
"..."
Cynthia was silenced. What do you mean 'too'? You want to be a dog, go ahead, don't drag me into it!
"Don't worry about exposure. The production team is ours too; my sister (Meridian) is in charge. No bad footage will air. Enjoy yourself." Vivian smiled.
Without waiting for a reply, Vivian activated her Crest. Her legs trembled, face flushing as she started enjoying herself first.
Cynthia finally believed her. They really are 'one of us'. That smelly brother collected a lot of women while I was gone!
In that case, no need to pretend. Enduring for two months, she just wanted to relax. She leaned against Vivian and began to enjoy.
The two women hugged, savoring the pounding in their flower cores. So comfortable. Can't stop.
After a while, the phantom gun's speed increased to a terrifying rate. Both women couldn't help but moan.
Finally, with a phantom injection of heat, they convulsed and squirted, soaking their panties.
I... Cynthia... the Champion... orgasmed in a formal setting...
Smelly brother... why are you so amazing? How can I leave you now?
I want to make love. Right now. End the match quickly. I want to go home and fuck...