Asmodeus slipped out of the room in a pair of tightly fitting latex pants that revealed his package in full detail. He closed the doors and noticed the two blushing knights on either side of the room with a bitter smirk.
"Don’t let anyone enter this room and disturb my wife for the rest of the day, that’s an imperial order."
"Y-Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Understood!"
The royal guard being here ant only one thing.
"Where is Alice waiting?"
"The Chancellor is in her office with Captain Vinea, Your Majesty!" The shaky knight managed to deliver her ssage.
He found the way demon knights began changing after Luria ford quite interesting; many beca involved with humans and other races, forming their own families, and now his bond with them was becoming more unrestricted.
They no longer needed to remain close to him or craved his blood.
Because their spouses also held a small amount of his blood, they beca demons, which allowed many things. But most importantly, it allowed the Demons to reproduce and live normal lives again.
He waved to both of the won before heading towards the main tower, which overlooked his private Palace.
"Don’t be so nervous, I won’t bite. That’s the Empress’s job, haha."
Sotis he felt more like a part-tir in his own empire, but it also gave him ti to fool around with his kids and wives.
’Serena is a little scary when I avoid it too much, though.’
He couldn’t help but find the knight’s gaze lingered below his belt, but there wasn’t anything to worry about since he was extrely confident.
Though he worried about a few more secret admirers.
The Palace brimd with life as he passed dozens of workers, maids, servants and various other knights who all stopped to greet him. It beca a little tireso, so when he spotted an open window, he climbed out and jumped.
Woosh!
His massive black wings unfurled with a snap.
His body shot up several tres with the help of the updraft.
From a height of fifty tres above the ground, he could see Valena playing with the children in her dragon form with Velvet on the training field.
Asmodeus soared along the wind, his body twirling as he aid for the illustrious black tower, where his lovely chancellor and Knight captain waited. He felt heavy as he ascended against gravity while the people below shrank to tiny dots.
He curled his wings and repeatedly flapped all eight in a violent ripple.
His body shot upward.
The distance from Alice’s balcony shrank.
And at the very end of his burst, he reached out and gripped the cold black stone.
...
Clack!
Asmodeus slamd into the massive glass with his shoulders and broke into Alice’s study, his loud steps masked by the howling wind.
He found two won sitting opposite each other, laughing and drinking wine.
"Did you really lose to Ciela? That’s sothing I cannot believe."
"Don’t make fun of , Aunt... I really tried my best!"
"Hmph, that’ll teach you and Velvet! Always misjudging your strength and diving headfirst into danger." Alice swilled her cup before sighing. "We can’t all be like our brick wall of a husband; he could challenge the devil and survive without issue. But us...."
Alice paused, then glanced towards the window. "Ah... Asmodeus?"
"Well, this is a bit awkward."
He didn’t want to disturb them, but hearing how Alice thought of him was both flattering and a little embarrassing. Although not a genius, he didn’t think he dealt with things like a completely brain-dead barbarian.
"Mhm—" Alice gulped down her wine and slamd the crystal glass against her armrest. "I don’t have anything to hide! I truly believe that my words are true. You might have given us the boon of becoming demons, but without you. We are nothing but slightly more powerful humanoids!"
"A-Aunt?!"
Vinea gawked at her Aunt, who rushed at Asmodeus.
Alice staggered, clearly a little drunk, as she tripped on a pile of books.
"Uuups~"
Asmodeus caught her in his arms, lifting the light, black-haired beauty in a bridal carry, her eyes half-glazed as she kissed his muscles. "See~ See, Vinea... this is our man, so big, thick and powerful able to handle aaaanything~"
"Is there sothing wrong?" He asked, curious about why Alice drank herself into this state, but she just kept mumbling and kissing his arm.
"Vinea, do you know anything?"
The young mother, wife and knight t his gaze while sipping a smaller glass of wine, her wounds from the battle still not fully healed as she shrugged. "Aunt Alice just seed a little lonely and stressed. I knew how she felt because—" That’s when Vinea paused, her gaze lingering on Asmodeus.
"—I’m the sa, Honey, please let’s stop fighting!"
Then, like her Aunt, she leapt over the arm of the sofa and into his arms.
Asmodeus struggled to comprehend his won at tis like this, a warm heat spreading from his abdon as the world turned golden.
The movent of Vinea slowed to a halt as he approached the overturned sofa, kicked it up, placed Alice down gently, and covered her with a blanket.
"Don’t drink too much, I’m always a single call away, Alice."
"Mmmm~ but you’re so busy and always fighting or having sex with other won, what am I supposed to do? I can’t beat them, I only sit in this tower stamping docunts!"
Her words struck Asmodeus like a lightning bolt.
He couldn’t give a magical answer.
With over a dozen children and wives, even with his special ti-slowing art, it wasn’t enough.
’No, that’s being wishy washy. I can make it enough... I’ve just neglected my duty as a husband while enjoying myself alone on the Mainland."
"I’m wrong, I promise you. Alice, before I set off, let’s go into the city in disguise, we can take Ardyn and spend the day with just the three of us. Then at night I will take you for a romantic al incongnito as normal demons..."
Instantly, her drunken state and glassy eyes sharpened.
"Really?"
But the excitent in her voice wiped any frustration building in his chest.
He hated lies or being tricked.
Unless it was his wife or child that did it.
"I promise, for now I have to fix things with that silly girl over there, or she’ll start crying and try to beat up another elf."
"Hahaha~ even though she lost the fight?"
Asmodeus slipped behind her and began caressing her shoulders.
The demure woman quivered from his touch while he enjoyed the beautiful view that entered his sight.
He leaned close and whispered into her pointed ear.
"There’s no way she lost. Vinea is like you. Too kind and enduring for her own good!"
Then slowly lowered the straps of her wine-red dress, allowing her soft lons to droop free and slipped his hands from her shoulders.
"Mmm~ She’s just there... don’t...."
His fingers stroked along the smooth flesh until reaching Alice’s swollen buds. He smirked after squeezing them, finding the soft peaks hard and springy to the touch. "You’re already horny, from a little hug?"
"Asmodeus—Nmmm~ don’t..."
Alice said no to his advance yet gripped his wrists and didn’t allow him to pull away; instead, she slowly began rubbing his hands against her breasts. "Nnnn~ don’t speak about useless things and just, pinch ... since you started this, it’s not my fault!"
The soft breeze of her breath blew against his forearms.
Her heat spread through his fingers.
Asmoeus shook his head, unable to resist his wife’s plea; the fact that he could stop ti like this ant he couldn’t complain about not having ti.
"Then, shall I continue?"
He pinched the pink buds atop her plump mounds and stretched them apart with slow, controlled movents.
Alice writhed against the chair, her head leaning back over the low back chair as she let out a long sigh.
"Hey~ I’ve got an idea."
That’s when she glanced up at him while upside down and hanging from the back of the chair, she opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue.
He focused his gaze on her long pink tongue seductively dancing in the air while threads of sticky saliva trickled from the tip.
"Bleeeeerh.... co.... don’t you want to throat fuck ?"
Asmodeus felt a shiver shoot up his spine as she pressed her face against his crotch, using her tongue to slide along the flaccid shaft through the extrely thin material that struggled to hold him in place.
"Nnnph~ wearing pants this lewd, and coming through the window like so lewd, slut. Co, let this Aunt see if you’re up to the job!" Alice sniffed at his crotch, her eyes narrowing as she wrapped his cock through the material with her lips.
He felt the heat and sloppy damp of her tongue flicking across his tip as he helplessly grew inside her mouth.
"Mmmgh.... Bleeeeeeh."
Alice stuck out her tongue as thick threads of spit dribbled down her face, wetting her hair.
He found the look so erotic!
The alluring sight flicked a switch in him as his cock bounced inside the stretchy material. It swelled instantly like it had a mind of its own and almost tore through his pants to enter her mouth.
Asmodeus groaned in pain as the tight latex fabric pressed against his erection.
"Let it out, baby... let see that huge thing up close..."
"Don’t regret it later when you can’t speak."
He’d noticed the mont he entered the room, but this wasn’t the shape Alice liked; she preferred a long, curved shape.
It was Vinea’s favourite.
The mont he held the waistband and pulled it away, a thick, almost choking musk leaked from the damp latex pants.
He gripped the shaft halfway, his fingers unable to fully conceal the beast as he dragged the throbbing lump from his pants.
It wasn’t overwhelmingly long, above average for a human. But the thick, swollen veins, a girth around double his wrist, and the head is shaped like a mushroom. Vinea’s tendencies and preferences ca into view.
Alice stared at it blankly, her pupils instantly shrinking as he placed the tip against her tongue, pushing it back into her mouth.
"Whoa... Urrrrgh!?"
With just the tip and half the shaft, he reached the small opening of her throat.
"I warned you, Alice."
He felt countless chills as he saw her terrified expression and the way she gripped the sofa tightly, her nails digging in. But he was already too horny to stop now.
"I’m going to enjoy this, don’t vomit."
With those words, he snapped his waist forward and thrust into her hot, slimy mouth.
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