The Mansion of energy drain - Andy vs Auphemia

Auphemia's breasts-dedicated arena felt like spinning around for poor Andy's stunned perceptions, requiring him few more seconds before he could stand up and fight.

Though, letting her cute handsome opponent stand up was not contempled in Auphemia's plans at the moment. And as for fighting, she had quite the different kind of "match" in mind:

The young Sir Andrew blushed deeply at the sensation of Auphemia's marsmallow-soft melons wobbling around his crotch, catching the boyhood tent bulging in his pants in the middle of their embosoming embrace as she langurously pinned him down into an erotic 69 pin.

"U-Unghff....w-wait..w-what do you think you're do-in-ghhhh~ 0///0"
The young hero would protest in flustered shock rtying to pull himself out and push Auphemia off from that embarrassing, unconceivably lewd "grappling hold".
His hands placed on her hips, his head nestled inbetween smooth hefty thighs as he tried to escape.

“Just giving you a little taste of what’s to come.” She’d say, pressing her bosom down more on his covered boyhood as she’d then begin to shake her chest against it. It shouldn’t come as much to a surprise of the boy that she’d preform a move like this, as she had just earlier shoved his handsome face into the same pair of breasts not a minute ago.

But she more than accepted the embarrassed struggles, returning it by tightening her thighs around his head and continuing with her lovely paizuri. The boy had gotten himself in far more trouble than he expected, and she was just showing more and more of that as time went on.

"Wah..? Uffh.. L-Let go of me... this is mnnnh~ 0///0"
The young hero groaned and squirmed in aroused discomfort as Auphemia playfully started to shake her bosom side to side making sure to snuggle his now fully attentive girth inbetween those soft bouncing melons.
"...Unghfffhh... h-highly... inappropriate...! Nghhh~ 0///0".

He could not have found a better way to describe... just how naive and adorably unprepared "Sir Andrew" was to Auphemia's sensuous fighting style.
A valiant hero who had given a great contribute to defeating Demon King. And still, a cute blushing boy squirming underneath her wonderful chest.
...And groaning between her thighs too, as Andy's attempt at pushing her off was short lived, the hefty thighs of Lady Auphemia wrapping around his neck with sinuous grace, countering the cute hopeless wriggling of his head until she had him squeeezed nice and tight between them.

"Nghffh...l-let...ghnnf...0///0".
His hands were placed at the side of her hips, trying to reach between her legs and pry them apart.
But with Auphemia's lusty hold effectively swaying any resemblance of -serene mind- focus from his head, Andy could not count on his Spiritual Pressure boost but only his strenght... Which was supposed to be still decently impressive. But to someone like Auphemia, probably at level 100-something now, his resistance would probably feel like the lovely caress of a cute shy boy's hands along her smooth thighs and curvy hips.

“Well, I didn’t exactly challenge you to a fight for appropriate times.” Auphemia would tease, continuing to rub her breasts across his boyhood, her now tightening her thighs around his head to prevent any type of escape from the boy. “Don’t worry though, this will feel very good for you. I do give a right good paizuri.”

Her teasing would be added onto her continuing paizuri, the woman ever slowly amping up the pressure of her bosom against his boyhood. Her breast play was to closely edge him closer and closer to his climax, wanting to make it slowly build up while giving him the chance to hopelessly resist.

Andy kept valiantly struggling in Auphemia's double embrace, having no idea that she was just basically toying with him at this point. This early in his ciritical BOSS FIGHT.... the hero had become aplaything for the sultry villainess, cuddled and squeezed betweeh her hefty thighs while she rubbed and squished his boyhood closer and closer to an imminent sexual surrender.

The occasional freedom of movement that Auphemia gracioulsy conceded every now and then was in fact only part of a cunning web of sweet dominant seductions that she is threading around her cute little prisoner, letting his adorable squirmings cooperate with his own demise as they just amount to amplify the rubbing and bouncing of her breasts.

"Ungghhh a good paizuri..??? I can nevernngh... I mustn't...submit to such shameful... lewd....ahhnn.. t-technique-fuhhhh <3 Ahhnnnnnnn~<333".
And like that, Andy submits to such "shameful and lewd technique", shooting a good amount of his stamina right into Auphemia's awaiting cleavage.

“Well, you certainly seemed to have enjoyed it despite your words.” Auphemia would tease, feeling his hips spasm underneath her chest as he released his load. “You know, if I really wanted to I could’ve drained a good amount of your level from you just now. It might’ve been ten if I had. But I don’t want our fun to be over too quickly.”

She’d then stand up, allowing the boy to enjoy the afterglow of his climax before taking a few steps away, once again getting into her ready position. “Of course you also have a “chance” to defeat me. So it’d be breast to avoid staying down too long. Otherwise I’ll start playing with you again right away.”

"Y-You wish!! 0///0", Andy would replied in evident nervousness that Auphemia was probably adoring.
Shocked at hearing that she could have stolen 10 further levels from him if so she had wished.. And aggravated in his pride by her continuous taunts, Andrew was so easy for Auphemia to induce into ahasty and reckless reaction as he stood up and tried to attack without properly catch his breathing first.

Thrusting forward without full control of his spiritual pressure during his run, Andy lost balance and found himself tripping right towards the awaiting Auphemia. "U-Ughh...!". He still tried to complete his action with a punch... which just hit Auphemia's massive boobs though, having them bounce suggestively! So much for the "enahnced punch". 0///0

Andy’s attempt at striking at the busty mistress did little more than humor her, as his punch did little more than cause her bosom to bounce at the impact and little else. And it’d be very easy for her to work him down even more as he was in the midst of falling down from his attemptive attack.

But Auphemia had other plans for Andy, as she caught him before he went down too much and wrapped him up into a bearhug. “That was a good attempt Andy-kun, but now it’s my turn again.” And at her declaration the woman would begin to tighten her hold, putting pressure on his back. But of course there was an added affect to this, felt by the boy as her breasts size had caught his boyhood in between them once again in the midst of the bearhug.

"U-Unghh oh noo..!", Andy would groan as Auphemia caught him into her embrace in time before he could rovinously fall to the mats. With her enhanced strenght, it was effortlessly how she picked him up with a sweet smile on her glossy lips, squeezing his back nice and tight to rob him of air, but alos bouncing him up and down gently so that his crotch would be caught inbetween her fleshy melons, hastening his squirming descent to vulnerability.
"Ahhhnnn~ n-not there... 0///0", he moaned in such naively cute way for a "vailant hero" gasping breathlessly.. for more than one reason.

“Aww, why not?” She’d coo teasingly. “You certainly liked it a few seconds ago. Remember, when I made you pop in between my breasts?” She’d say, constantly upping and lowering the pressure of her bearhug, mixing up the stimulation that his boyhood would receive.

“Besides, I have to have you a little weakened before I can allow you to be fighting in something more... comfortable.” She’d say, keeping her bearhug going until she’d feel Andy’s fighting slow. When she did, she’d aim to slam the boy down in a spine buster, going to try and stun him on the ground before moving up his body to have her boobs hanging over his face.

“I’ll just take a few levels and then we’ll continue our fun.” Auphemia would giggle before laying down, once again trapping Andy’s face between her massive mammaries. And to make sure he wouldn’t get too many ideas, she’d immediately drain two levels from the knight, cont8nuing to weaken him as she’d get stronger.