Asmodeus remained quiet while the won made noise; so cheered at the result, while others found it quite strange and doubted the legitimacy of their duel. He couldn’t just sit bathing in the warmth of Serena’s love forever.
He was the one who brought these won together and must be the one to support and help manage their happiness.
’I’ve left it to Serena because it was easy, that’s not sothing a good husband should do, though being emperor eats at my ti.
I must never forget that I am their husband before anything else.’
The two won resting in his arms slumped against his chest with closed eyes, both of them soon breathing at a steady pace.
’They fell asleep...’
Normally, he might ask Serena to heal them using her powers, though instant it would also an the two lost their chance to approach him later.
This was the deal the won made with Serena.
He wouldn’t change this deal as it wasn’t related to him, but instead, he glanced at the glamorous redhead sitting under a large tree with drooping leaves.
A jolt of electricity shot through his body the mont their eyes t.
Asmodeus desperately endured the emotions which awoke whenever he interacted with his lovely wife. The sudden pressure in his abdon and the need to release grew with each word and interaction.
"Asmodea, can you treat their wounds and take them to my room in the main palace?"
A simple interaction.
However, the powerful hormones and pheremones secreted from Asmodea grew along with her as a demoness, so once she reached Rank Three, those spores evolved once again, into a type that specialised in making him aroused.
’What a troubleso wife.’
He held Ciela and Vinea’s waists, enjoying the different feeling. One was supple, soft and squishy, while the other was toned and firm.
The two symbolised his favourite types of won.
Asmodeus loved muscular won with a fierce or fiery personality, like Velvet and Vinea. But he also enjoyed the softer, more delicate type, with a body like Asmodea’s and Ciela’s.
In fact, most of his won fell into these two categories.
Especially after childbirth, because both types of won beca softer and more supple. Then, adding to this, their breasts and hips beca more devastating after reaching Rank Three and Four.
’I’ve been too busy to appreciate their growth’
"I’ll do anything for you, husband." Asmodea teased him.
She then snapped her fingers, and two large flowers grew from nowhere, swallowing both won and sinking back into the earth.
"Phew, thanks, Asmodea."
"Mhm, then you better thank later~ okay?"
Her flirtatious voice sank in, tempting him and convincing him it was sothing he wanted to do, but he managed to remain cool and focused. He asked about their daughter instead, trying to make up for the places he had lacked in the past.
"I’ll think about it, but we should spend so ti together with Seris. Let’s arrange sothing in the near future."
The mont he spoke, almost a dozen eyes focused on his body.
’Yes, they all want this, right?’
Sex was amazing, but sotis simply spending a few hours together walking or talking about stupid things could be just as productive or calming. Especially for mothers who want to do such things. Be it making a al for him and their children, or just enjoying the atmosphere of a young family.
He peeked at each woman, but the mont his eyes t hers, his lovely wives would avert their gaze while twiddling with their fingers or making awkward actions.
Asmodeus could sll the change in the air.
Many of his wives carried a unique scent that grew or changed with their emotions.
Normally, he used this only to sense when they were so horny they couldn’t take it anymore, but now he began to examine their scents for other emotions or needs.
It wasn’t the ti to hold back.
He needed to give Serena so space and ti to adapt, because otherwise she would continue to lose control. Or so he thought.
"This applies to all of you, don’t think it’s just for Asmodea, but those of you who perform your tasks and duties well, I will reward you with the sa kind of rewards."
Though a little on the nose. Asmodeus knew that if he didn’t make it clear now, the others might later bla or gang up on Asmodea. She had only helped him, and he couldn’t accept such boorish behaviour.
"I’ll go and make sure they’re okay then, darling." Asmodea stomped on the ground, and massive petals grew around her body, but a pair of large hands lifted her off the ground, breaking her spell.
The mont he embraced her, Asmodea’s face brightened.
"I-I thought you’d avoid ..."
"Why?"
He couldn’t help but stroke along her back and absorb the smooth sensation of her skin through his fingers. Asmodea placed her delicate palms on his chest and glanced up at him with half-open eyes and a faint smile.
"Because of my scent, you always beco a beast, fufu."
The young princess who once accepted his darkness, now a mature queen and mother to his children, held onto his shirt with eyes seeking an answer.
It couldn’t be denied that he’d avoided her.
Asmodeus shook his head before leaning ever closer. "I’m done being a foolish idiot." Then, he slowly brushed his lips across the tip of her earlobe, "What I didn’t like is how delicious you sll and how it makes unable to stop myself from wanting to consu you."
He couldn’t see her face, but the flowers wrapped around his body all began blooming in a vibrant array of red, pink and plum colours.
Of course, the sweet, inviting scene exploded from Asmodea’s body.
"L-Liar... you’ll escape the mont—Mmmm~"
Before she could finish her sentence, he kissed her lips, savouring the deliciously sweet sap that leaked from her mouth. Asmodea’s little tongue slipped inside his as she tried to take control of the kiss, but he couldn’t let her.
Asmodeus grabbed her chin and forced his thick tongue into her mouth, coiling around hers and sucking on it.
A thick, sickly sweetness oozed from her mouth; the sap replaced her saliva the mont she beca a demoness, delicious, intoxicating and arousing.
The other won watched on as he lifted Asmodea off the ground and pressed her against the very tree that offered her protection from the sunlight while sucking on her tongue and lips.
Their kiss lasted several minutes, until a breathless Asmodea slapped his chest three tis, gasping for air the mont he pulled back. Thick, translucent threads dribbled from her tongue as she helplessly pulled it back inside.
Asmodea glanced up at him with dreamy, wet eyes.
"Haa.... Hnn.... It’s been so long since you kissed so passionately like that."
He tightened the arm wrapped around her back and grunted in her ear, rubbing against her with his lower body. "I am sure you can feel why I didn’t... your tastes are a little extre, and I can’t resist the taste or scent of your body."
Asmodea appeared thrilled, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons, but there was a hint of darkness in that smile.
"But, most of all.... I truly cannot stop loving you; everything about you makes feel so lucky as your husband."
"Ah...!?"
The flowers, which had suddenly dimd, blood to full size, their bodies now tightly wrapped together by excited vines that had unexpectedly grown, and beautiful roses forming a barrier against the outside.
"You’re such a bad man, making so confused and." Her pink lips tapped his ear, allowing him to feel every movent they made. "Soaking wet."
"Oh, are you really?" He couldn’t help but smile at her sudden change.
This was the Asmodea he loved, but couldn’t handle the huge erection in his pants, a sign of that. If he didn’t have the willpower he’d gained after several years of honing himself. #he might’ve pushed her against the tree and penetrated her.
"Mhm, it’s so nice~ the way you touch sends waves of euphoria through my body."
He gripped her buttocks, slightly spreading her soft cheeks apart as her flesh sank into his palms, while considering his response.
"You’re extrely good at seducing , Asmodea."
"That’s what I wished for when evolving to the third stage, dear husband."
Asmodeus paused his movents, no longer fondling her perfect buttocks, and instead stared directly into her eyes. "Are you serious?"
"Mm, I wished not for power, not for immortality, but to beco a woman you could never resist, never cast aside."
Her words carried a sweet vibration, but he shook his head and fondled her cheeks more aggressively. "Silly woman, I couldn’t cast you aside even if I wanted to!"
Staring into her warm, passionate eyes, he couldn’t help but once again realise he was too obsessed with his role as an Emperor and had forgotten the main roles he carried.
The role of husband and father.
With this in mind, Asmodeus asked a question.
"Do you need to be there in person to ensure they’re healed?"
Asmodea tapped her cheek before shaking her head. "No, it should be fine without ."
The next mont, he curled his lips and gripped her soft ass tightly, before glancing at the other won, all watching him curiously. He wished to split himself into several people to satisfy all their needs.
However, that line of thought felt a little weird to him, so he ended it there.
"I’ve got so business with Asmodea, I’ll leave first."
And before they could complain, he vanished from sight.
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