Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP Chapter 385 : The Leash Pulls Tight

The horror on Jax’s face rose fast, but not nearly as fast as the traitorous dick in his borrowed pajamas. It pushed against the thin fabric like it had a personal grudge against his survival.

He glared down at the bulge like it was an old enemy who had just switched sides. ’Motherfucker, don’t you dare turn on right now. You have no fucking clue what these orcs will do if they catch even a hint of this.’

Jax slapped a hand over his crotch, trying to smother the manly aura leaking out of him. The panic must have been written all over his face because Delphine, standing right behind him, leaned in for a better look at what he was hiding.

Her eyes dropped exactly where his hand was pressing. She saw the head of his cock peeking out like it was waving hello. Jax had been trying to bend the thing from ninety degrees to one-eighty, completely forgetting the stolen pajamas were too short for that kind of monster to stay contained.

Delphine caught the whole show. Her face twisted with pure disgust.

"You disgusting pervert," she whispered, voice shaking with anger. "Even in a place like this where people are getting torn apart, your cock is getting hard like you’re enjoying the show? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

She hissed through her teeth. "You sick bastard. Control that thing before someone else sees it and we all get caught."

Jax muttered under his breath, "How the hell am I supposed to? It’s not listening to me."

Delphine’s fist clenched. She yanked a small knife from a sheath on her shin and pointed it straight at his crotch. "Then allow me to make sure it never rises again."

Jax was about to snap back when he noticed Sianna turning toward them, drawn by the muttering. A grin spread across his face instead.

"My Most Magnificent Duchess!" he called out dramatically. "This lady right here is threatening me with a knife."

Sianna’s eyes skipped right over the hidden blade in Jax’s pants and locked onto the knife in her daughter’s hand. Her face darkened instantly.

"DELPHINE!" she snapped. "What is that supposed to mean?"

She stepped closer, voice dropping into something cold and final. "Put that knife away before I lose my temper. And explain yourself."

Delphine tried to speak. "Mother, this man—"

"This man?" Sianna repeated, tone pure ice. "Have you completely lost your mind? Is that how you speak about your professor?"

Without waiting for an answer, Sianna turned to Jax and gave him a respectful bow.

"Forgive her, Professor," she said calmly. "I will make sure she is properly punished for this behavior."

Delphine opened her mouth again. "But—"

Sianna raised one hand and pressed a finger firmly against her daughter’s lips, silencing her on the spot.

"Once we return home," Sianna said quietly, eyes still cold, "you will be joining your brother in his current punishment."

Delphine wanted to argue. One look at her mother’s face told her it was a terrible idea. She stayed quiet, but the curses she was throwing at Jax with her eyes were loud enough to start a small fire.

Jax was enjoying every second of it. Then he caught the invisible curses still burning in Delphine’s stare and decided to push his luck.

"O Supreme Duchess of Perfection!" he said dramatically, voice full of fake reverence.

Delphine knew she was finished. The mischievous grin on Jax’s face made it obvious he was about to drag her name through the mud in front of her mother. She clasped her hands together and started pleading silently, eyes wide and desperate.

Sianna turned toward Jax, ready to hear whatever nonsense he was about to say.

The begging from Delphine grew more frantic as Jax slowly raised his fingers toward her. At the last second his hand changed direction and pointed behind her instead.

"Is she the queen of the orcs you mentioned?"

His finger had no single target. Several orcs were staring right at him. Jax blinked. "Where did she go?"

Then he noticed the panic spreading across his little group. Sianna, Delphine, Nadia — every single one of them was staring at him. Or more precisely, at something directly above his head.

Jax thought fast. ’Have I grown some horns that they’re staring at?’

He tilted his head up.

A hulking face loomed right behind him. Small sharp tusks. Dark green skin. The same orc woman from before — the queen, the leader of this entire horde staring down at him like he was the next toy on her list.

She was much bigger than Jax. Her height was so towering that his eyes were exactly level with her thick pinkish nipples against her dark green skin.

Jax panicked. Both hands shot back to his crotch to hide the evidence.

The queen leaned in and started sniffing. Her face came so close that one heavy breast brushed against his cheek.

Jax blurted out, "Get away from me, you she-devil. I swear if you do anything with me I will feed yours and your man-eating friends’ holes with my burning swords."

The orcs didn’t understand a word of human tongue. She kept sniffing. From his face she moved down to his chest, then lower, all the way to the rock-hard area still barricaded by Jax’s desperate hands.

She paused there for a second.

Jax whipped his head toward Sianna. "We have been caught! Prepare for a full-fledged battle. We have to take down each of these demons!"

But when he looked back, the queen had straightened up and was turning away like she was done with him.

Jax let out a shaky sigh of relief. He pressed a hand to his chest, the one stuffed with the orange and felt something hard and round. Then he realized he was only pressing one side of his chest. Something else was roughly squeezing the other side.

He opened his eyes.

A devilish grin stretched across the queen’s face. She was standing right in front of him again.

She squeezed his chest hard enough to crush the orange inside the crop top. Juice ran down the fabric and dripped onto the ground. Her other hand slid down his stomach, found the barricade of Jax’s hand, and kept pushing.

Jax was giving everything he had not to give her ’his everything’.

The resistance made her eyes glow brighter orange. A flash of anger crossed her flat face. She grabbed him by the neck.

Jax choked hard. Both hands flew up to her wrist on instinct, trying to pry her off.

The queen took full advantage. Her free hand slipped straight past the waistband of the pajamas, past the underwear, and closed around his cock.

She felt along the length for a moment, then grabbed his balls instead. A sharp jolt of pain shot through Jax.

With the same cold, expressionless face she yanked his dick and sack completely out of the pajamas.

She turned while holding him by the cock like a leash and started walking somewhere better.

-x-X-x-

[A/N: HDmuffDiver, Rico2x and Matthew_Cullen coming through with the golden tickets, thank you guys every single one of them counts 🙏🔥

(👍🏻ᴗ _ᴗ)👍🏻]