I Plotted The World Destruction With The Male Lead - Chapter 17 (M)

“Mm, ngh! Aah…”

Each time Eleanor reached her climax, an explosive surge of guiding energy flowed out. Though it hadn’t done much to actually cleanse her impurity, all they had to do was increase the number of times they joined.

Half-dazed in bliss, he licked and sucked at Eleanor’s body. Even amidst it all, not once did he fully withdraw from inside her.

The thought that they had to stay connected for the guiding energy to flow in made it impossible for him to pull out. Inside, Eleanor clenched around him, as if urging him to thrust deeper, making his movements even faster.

“Haa, ngh! Ahh, ahhaaang! Ahh!”

As another climax overtook her, Eleanor arched her back, twisting her hips. Buried in the soft flesh that sweetly clung to him, Van shuddered from the overwhelming pleasure.

As he hungrily devoured her moaning lips, an intense surge of guiding energy flowed through his lips and tongue. The same happened where their bodies were intimately joined.

Eleanor, too, seemed overwhelmed by the guiding energy’s intensity, trembling uncontrollably in his arms. No matter how many times he tasted her, he felt as though he would never be able to stop. And yet, the “impurity” within her had barely been cleansed even halfway.

For the first time in his life, Van felt genuinely pleased by that fact. It meant he had an excuse to keep joining with Eleanor again and again.

As if proving his thoughts right, she wrapped her legs around his waist, lightly nudging his hips with her feet in a wordless plea. When Van met her gaze with burning eyes, Eleanor looked back at him with a coy, knowing expression.

Her gaze still held a trace of embarrassment, but desire had clearly overtaken any lingering shyness.

Overcome with joy, Van gently licked Eleanor’s lips before resuming his movements. Embracing his Guide while receiving guiding energy, his length remained as hard as ever, despite having climaxed multiple times.

“Haa… ahh, ngh! Ah… it feels so good…”

Her voice spilled out in the sweetest tones.

Tasting Eleanor’s moaning lips, Van had the absurd thought that even her sounds had a flavor. It felt as if he could truly taste the sugary sweetness melting on his tongue.

Whenever Eleanor traced her fingertips over him while guiding, the pleasure was so overwhelming that Van felt his mind slipping into delirium, forcing him to tense his hips.

“Haaang! Ah, ahhh!”

As his thrusts grew more intense, Eleanor trembled, gazing at Van with misty, half-lidded eyes. Just the sight of her languid expression was enough to make him groan.

Even if he were to spend his entire life loving her, it wouldn’t feel like a waste.

As they remained tangled together, the deep darkness began to fade, and soft light seeped in from the east. The curtains were drawn, but faint rays filtered through the patterned fabric.

Wrapped in blissful pleasure, Eleanor whispered, “I can’t… anymore.” And with one final climax and Van’s release, she drifted into unconscious sleep.

Van took deep, ragged breaths as he held Eleanor’s sleeping form in his arms. Despite his attempts to be careful, the way he had kissed, sucked, and touched her in his heated state had left reddish marks all over her body.

‘Damn…’

His own condition was nearly at its peak. Though some impurity still remained, it was nothing compared to before.

For the first time in a long while, Van decided to use his ability. His special power—healing—was something he had only ever used in dire situations, such as when the Emperor or Empress was in danger. But this time was different.

Because now, he had his Eleanor.

Van activated his power to check Eleanor’s condition, then gently healed the strain in her core and lower back. It was a minor injury, barely requiring any energy at all.

“Haa…”

Letting out a deep sigh, he pulled Eleanor closer in his embrace and closed his eyes, seeking sleep. The warmth of his Guide pressed against him was so comforting that he didn’t even bother withdrawing from her.

*

‘Something feels… wait, what?!’

If she had fallen asleep with something that big still inside her, she should have been much more uncomfortable. But perhaps this, too, was a unique trait of a Guide—she had slept soundly.

On top of that, rather than feeling sore, her lower body felt warm, oddly sensitive, and slick.

‘I feel like… I could just keep going like this…’

Beside her, Van was still holding her tightly in his sleep. Their bare skin was pressed together, allowing her to feel his solid form and the lingering heat radiating from him.

‘It’s uncomfortable… but also not?’

Eleanor glanced at Van’s naked body, her thoughts drifting.

Since they had both fallen asleep in the middle of everything, neither of them had even bothered to pull a blanket over themselves. Yet, thanks to Van’s body heat, she didn’t feel cold at all. If anything, the warmth was rather pleasant.

As she studied his sleeping face, she slowly reached out and placed a hand on his chest. After all, he had touched her chest as much as he pleased last night—wasn’t it only fair that she return the favor?

‘Oh, right. I should check how much guiding we accomplished.’

During their time together, it had been her first experience, and she had been completely lost in pleasure, focusing solely on the sensations. But now that she had regained her composure, she was curious about the progress of the guiding.

She didn’t even need to place her hand on his chest to check. She was still loosely nestled against him, and they were still connected, after all.

As expected, the guiding hadn’t progressed as much as she had hoped. Reaching the first 15% was relatively easy, but reducing impurity beyond that was much more difficult.

‘So even after making contact with a god, my rank didn’t increase.’

She was still a C-rank Guide. However, her compatibility with Van seemed to have improved.

Even after a night of entanglement, the guiding had only reached around 34%. With a bit more time, she estimated that two more nights together would be enough to achieve complete purification.

‘Looks like we’ll have to do this again on the way to the capital.’

Having made up her mind, Eleanor began guiding Van as he slept. Since the larger the contact area, the more effective the process, she burrowed deeper into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his back.

“Mm…”

Because they were still joined, she could feel every bit of his reaction to receiving the guiding energy. Even in his sleep, Van let out a soft moan, his cheeks tinged with color.

And then, she felt it—his morning arousal, already stiff, growing even larger.

‘Ah.’

She couldn’t help but wonder—if Van woke up like this, would he just pull her into his arms and continue? The thought made her blush as she glanced down at their joined bodies.

With the guiding process making her more sensitive as well, a clear liquid had begun to trickle down, leaving a slick warmth between them.

“Haa…”

Perhaps something had bothered him in his sleep, as Van suddenly tightened his arms around Eleanor and instinctively thrust his hips forward.

The movement of his length pressing deep inside sent a shudder through Eleanor’s entire body.

Seemingly dissatisfied, Van began to move his hips more lewdly. He rocked his length from side to side, stirring her insides in a way that left her mouth falling open.

His hand slid down, grabbing and kneading Eleanor’s backside.

“Haaang…! D-Duke, ahh—!”

Sitting up slightly, Van ground into her depths, pressing against every sensitive spot. Still caught in the midst of guiding, Eleanor trembled and whimpered, overwhelmed by the sensation.

The waves of intoxicating pleasure already had her feeling dizzy.

“…Since you won’t call me Van, I suppose I’ll have to torment you even more.”

Whispering in a heated voice, Van began moving his hips again. Feeling him stirring her insides, Eleanor instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

As if he had been waiting for it, Van captured her lips in a kiss, the corners of his eyes crinkling in happiness. Seeing him smile like that made Eleanor feel strange.

A ticklish warmth spread through her chest, and a sensation like butterflies curled deep in her stomach.

At first, she thought it was just the pleasure he was giving her—but it wasn’t just that.

She knew exactly what this feeling was. She had known it both in her past life and in this world after being reborn.

‘It’s not because he’s the male lead of the original story.’

If she were to fall for him—if her feelings were to turn into love—it would be because of Van himself.

Because he was him.

Because Van remained true to himself, Eleanor had no choice but to love him.

The feelings she had once held for Carlyle, now shattered, had scattered like dust in the wind. Yet, her heart had not been left empty.

Into that vacant space, a single seed had drifted in.

This ticklish, fluttering feeling—it was because of him.

Sensing that a new love was beginning to bloom, Eleanor tightened her embrace around Van.

Already holding her with his entire being, Van let out a pleased sigh before thrusting deeper, as if to lay claim to every part of her.

“Ahh! Haaang, ahh! Ahhng…!”

Overwhelmed by the pleasure, Eleanor twisted her hips, her body trembling. Whether it was because of the guiding or not, Van’s length stirring inside her felt unbearably sweet.

Smiling, Van pulled her hips closer, pressing firmly against the spot that made her melt the most.

“Ahh…!”

She shuddered violently, arching her back, but escaping his embrace was impossible. Like entwined vines, their bodies moved together, seeking nothing but each other’s pleasure.

Letting out a heated sigh, Eleanor leaned in and kissed Van. As their lips melded in a deep, languid kiss, she found herself completely immersed in the warmth of happiness.