Chapter 96: Eileen’s Art Class (3)

Eileen’s naked body was beautiful.

While in just her underwear, she was undeniably alluring. But now, completely unclothed, her beautiful figure was even more pronounced.

Her beauty was such that no lascivious thoughts arose. Her nakedness felt like a testament to the art gods.

And, really, it was just about drawing. Eileen was sitting before me as a model. So, even if it’s a nude drawing, it wouldn’t be proper for me to get aroused.

I lost myself in the act, my pencil moving constantly. It was enjoyable to capture her beautiful face, but now, free from the interference of those tentacled creatures, I could fully depict her entire body.

First, her upper body, below the neck.

Her smooth shoulder line, and then her collarbone. True to Eileen’s always-composed posture, even her collarbone line was elegant. Truly, there was nothing lacking in her body.

I traced the line with my pencil, then began to draw Eileen’s breasts.

As my gaze fell upon her breasts, Eileen flinched.

“Why are you like that, Eileen? If you’re cold or uncomfortable, just say so. You can take breaks whenever you need.”
“No… no, Young Master.”

And then, she made a series of soft, “haa, haa” sounds, as if trying to regain her composure. I seemed to understand the reason.

‘This… Eileen’s getting aroused before I am.’

Eileen’s soft breasts. And the tips of her nipples were stiffly erect. Once they were like that, it seemed difficult to return them to their soft, supple state.

Eileen’s breasts are unusually sensitive compared to other women, so this is entirely plausible.

Just as a man’s penis might become erect for no reason, Eileen’s nipples might have become erect reflexively, without sexual arousal.

‘But it’s not now, is it?’

In fact, Eileen was undoubtedly sexually aroused.

Just moments before, when she removed her panties, I had seen the moist pink of her vagina peeking between her legs.

It wasn’t a little moisture; it was a lot. Enough so that when she removed the wet panties, the lewd fluids clinging to them drooped down visibly.

‘On the contrary, I was really immersed in the drawing. Unexpected.’

My lust wasn’t surging as much as my desire for art. That’s why Eileen’s reaction felt so unusual.

A lewd maid getting aroused by the Young Master’s gaze? It wasn’t the Eileen I knew.

But I quickly refocused on the drawing. Eileen’s pink nipples, now stiff and pert, made her already beautiful peach-shaped breasts even more appealing.

I meticulously drew those stiffly erect nipples, emphasizing her breasts.

“Haa… haa…”

The room was quiet, only the scratching of my pencil and Eileen’s soft breathing filling the space.

Next, I began to draw Eileen’s slender waist, her tightly pressed thighs, and her legs. Even when I had been intimate with her, she often kept on her band stockings.

So, seeing her lower body bare like this was a different kind of pleasure. Long, smooth legs. There was no better model for her first nude drawing.

But like her breasts, her lower body was also in a… delicate state. Eileen had been leaking fluids even before she removed her panties completely.

Now that she was completely naked, it was harder for her to conceal her body’s reactions. It seemed her inner thighs were getting wetter.

Without my explicit instructions, Eileen kept shifting her legs. She obviously didn’t want to expose her private parts. Knowing this was inappropriate, she couldn’t keep her legs still.

And feeling guilty about her unrestrained body, she lowered her head. Her embarrassed and pitiful posture made me speak up.

“Eileen, don’t be too embarrassed.”
“Yes? Young Master… What do you mean by that…?”

Uncharacteristically, Eileen pretended not to understand, as if questioning my words. She was clearly uncomfortable.

“It’s inevitable that the body reacts. It’s not your fault. It’s not easy for you, who aren’t a professional nude model, to be completely naked like this. It happens without you realizing it. It’s okay, Eileen.”
“I… that… I understand… Young Master.”

My words made Eileen’s white body flush even redder. But with my reassurance, her embarrassment and guilt seemed to subside a little.

I continued to draw Eileen’s now somewhat calmer body.

“Haa… hmm… uh…”

Some time passed. My artistic fervor, once ignited, wasn’t easily extinguished.

As I became more accustomed to drawing Eileen’s naked form, I wanted to try her in different poses.

So, I asked Eileen to stand up. I wanted to capture those beautiful legs properly.

“St… standing up, you say?”

Eileen, though embarrassed, obeyed without argument. She stood up from the chair.

Then, I saw the fluids she had barely concealed between her thighs dripping down her inner thighs.

“Huh?!”

Eileen gasped, and instinctively twisted her body.

A rather tempting scene. But I maintained my composure and continued to draw, not letting her embarrassment interfere.

Even without her spreading her legs, a portion of her private parts was still visible.

“Ugh… hmm…”

Eileen’s meticulously shaved private parts. The tightly closed folds of her vulva created a so-called “axe cut” effect, glistening with the continuous flow of fluids.

My lust almost boiled over at the sight, but I held back. Eileen, however, was not so composed.

No matter how gently I was drawing, her body, once aroused, couldn’t seem to calm down, and she continued to pant.

“Huh… hmm…”
“That’s all for now, Eileen.”
“Haa… Understood, Young Master.”

As she was about to sigh in relief at my words, I spoke again.

“Next, I want to draw your back.”
“Yes? Back… your back?”
“If you don’t want to… then that’s fine. This is all for today…”
“No! It’s alright, Young Master.”

When I pretended to be disappointed, Eileen quickly said she was fine. A truly loyal maid.

“Then, hold onto the wall over there… and bend slightly?”
“Yes… Young Master…”

Eileen presented her back to me. Just as beautiful as her front. Her back was equally astonishing.

A smooth back, without a single blemish. The line extending from her waist was full of feminine grace.

And below that, her wide hips. Her full, round buttocks. The curves of her bottom were surprisingly powerful.

My Tyrant, which had held back until then, almost exploded at the sight. I barely managed to suppress the surge by channeling mana into my member.

But Eileen seemed to have reached her limit.

The tempting folds of her vulva, barely visible between her plump buttocks. As she shifted, the fluids flowed down her thighs again.

‘I’m feeling sorry for her.’

But saying anything more at this point might push her further. I drew her back with as much reverence as possible.

Her ample round bottom. The line of her legs, emphasized by her turned-away posture. I drew her back completely, completely excluding any lustful thoughts.

And finally, the drawing session came to an end.

“It’s over, Eileen.”

At my words, Eileen quickly put her underwear back on. It wasn’t that she was embarrassed by her nakedness, but that she wanted to hide the fact that she was so aroused.

“Could you take a look at the drawing?”

Though she considered her own exposure inappropriate, she approached me without putting on her maid uniform.

Her scent, now more intense with arousal and sweat, tickled my nose.

“This…”

Eileen gasped upon seeing my drawing.

My drawing was a perfectly normal nude portrait. Of course, it couldn’t compare to her own, but this time, there were no unsightly tentacled creatures.

“A clean… nude sketch.”

As Eileen said, it was a sketch I was quite satisfied with. I had quickly captured the essence of her form. Eileen’s expression changed.

It was an expression I might have seen on Lillia. Eileen looked at me with admiration. Her gentle gaze made me almost say, “Eileen Mama.”

“Young Master, you can draw such a skillful picture. Well done.”

Saying that, she picked up a pencil and meticulously circled the points that needed correction. She looked very serious.

Each of her suggestions was accurate and detailed, and just by listening to her, my Artist skill level improved rapidly. Eileen spent quite a while explaining the points in the drawing.

“If you pay more attention to these points when you draw next time, you’ll improve further. Though you already drew very well. You really worked hard, Young Master.”

Though Eileen undoubtedly worked harder than me, that was how Eileen’s art class ended.

‘I forgot to put on my maid uniform while giving her a drawing lesson.’

Not only that, but she was a completely new nude model, so she struggled a lot. I sincerely told Eileen,

“You worked harder than me. I intended for you to rest today, but I made you work hard instead.”

At my words, Eileen seemed to relax completely. She couldn’t help but tremble slightly.

Eileen was an ordinary person, not a divine priestess. Therefore, it wasn’t easy for her to undress while nervous. And she had stood for quite a while, correcting my drawing.

It seemed she had strained her leg muscles from holding herself up. Realizing this, she blushed.

“I’m sorry… I’m not used to this.”
“No. It was my sudden request. I made you work too hard.”
“I’m fine… Oops!”

Then I lifted Eileen. A princess carry. Eileen exclaimed at my unexpected action.

“You… Young Master…?”
“Don’t worry. I’m taking you to bed to relax your body. If you don’t relieve the muscle fatigue immediately, it will stiffen up tomorrow.”

I laid Eileen down on the bed.

“Ahh! Hmm… Aah!”

Eileen let out a series of moans. Eileen, wearing only underwear, lay on the bed. I was diligently massaging her—not making love to her.

“Your legs are surprisingly stiff.”
“Th… that’s… ah…”

I focused on her legs, which had trembled the most. It was a reward to be able to massage those beautiful legs.

“Oh… Young Master… Even for such a lowly person like me… to receive this… Ah! There… There! Ugh!”

I reached between Eileen’s legs. Though slender, her thighs had a soft touch.

I savored the sensation, kneading her inner thighs. But I wasn’t just fulfilling my own desires.

As a common healer with unlocked mana conduits, I understood the human body better. I was confident in my ability to relieve Eileen’s physical fatigue.

[Skill proficiency increased.]

* Skill: Common Healer (B)

: Heals injuries using holy energy.

The system classified my massage as a healing activity. With this unexpected proficiency boost, I continued to massage Eileen more vigorously.

“Ugh… hmm… ugh… ahh… ah…”

Eileen, who had initially been very embarrassed, began to accept my massage. Eileen was a woman who pushed herself to exhaustion.

Consequently, she had many tense muscles and areas of fatigue throughout her body.

“Lie on your stomach, Eileen.”
“Yes… Young Master…”

Her voice was soft and yielding. She no longer resisted my massage. I gently massaged her back and shoulders, then naturally moved my hands lower.

Finally, my hands reached her buttocks. I moved my hands naturally between her panties, and gently grasped her plump buttocks.

“Ahh! Hmm…!! Ahh… hmm…”

Eileen, already captivated by my massage, didn’t seem to notice the rather alluring movements.

“Ah… Ah…”

Eileen’s pleasant sounds gradually morphed into something more akin to cries of pleasure.

I began to move my hands more assertively. As I began to vigorously knead her buttocks, I finally pulled her panties down.