"...that everyone knows...you, Akidna, Tanya, Luna and even Flora...you all know, my true form." His words fell like lead, undeniable.
Yes, everyone in that bedroom knew. Who he was. What he was. He didn’t want to believe it, but his body betrayed him. His dong — swollen, heavier, more monstrous than before — was the proof. It increased in size and girth again, cursed by his bloodline.
He had heard of muscle growth, of body growth, but never of this. A cock that grew with his power, as if his bloodline was focused not on strength of sword or shield, but on the unbearable weapon between his legs. Like all his training had been for this obscene glory alone.
Amber couldn’t help but look at it, her lips parting. He had spread his legs, making it ever so visible. Such girth, even when limp, made her mouth water, her thighs tense. But no. He needed rest. Her urges would co later. Satisfaction could wait.
"...if you are worried about and the others...thinking..." She paused again, Aiden’s golden but guilty eyes laid bare, his gaze heavy, like her next words would weigh on his soul.
She smiled, seeing his reaction. For all his ruthless, crazy antics, he still cared. He still cared how she thought of him, how ’all of them’ thought of him.
She stood up, her smile clear as she sat on his lap, pressing his dick down under her towel, claiming her seat. She leaned against his chest, comfortable, anchored.
She didn’t want to tell him. She wanted to show him. That she still loved him, that she still cared, that even knowing he was one of the rarest species of the demonic bloodline, she would not judge. She would stay.
"Forever..." she muttered.
" I will be by your side... forever, Aiden. Even if you discard one day, my heart and prayers will only be for you..." she whispered, her ear pressed to his chest, catching his heartbeat.
That heartbeat turned rapid as she spoke, betraying him.
Aiden relaxed his tensed body, the gnawing weight easing a little. He placed his hand on her blond soft but wet hair.
"Oh Amber....your soft heart for , I don’t know what I ever did to deserve a woman like you..." he prophesied, his voice raw, from the heart.
He laid his arms around her ample body, soft, gushy, fresh. While he must have stank from cum and sweat, she slled fresh, floral, like a goddess.
He hugged her, hugged her tight.
"I wish others would think the sa as you...." he wished.
And before he knew it, he felt arms around his shoulders from behind.
"...Don’t worry.." a familiar voice whispered, her black hair spilling over his neck. "As long as you won’t leave , Aiden, your secret is safe with .." Akidna’s voice.
Aiden turned, surprised, seeing her naked like himself. Her soft boobs pressed against the back of his neck.
Akidna only kissed his cheek, snuggling her head at his side. "And don’t worry about them..." she continued.
"They all care for you, Aiden. I saw it last night. Not when you riled us all up, but when you were down bad, near death, almost gone. I saw fear in them...in their eyes.
They feared you would lose your life. I feared you would lose your life, that you would leave us all just like that...."
Aiden took her hand, gripping it, a wordless thank you.
He gripped her palm against his own, a small smile tugging his lips. Relief spread like warmth.
"You girls....you girls really know what to say, what to do," he voiced.
Aiden would cry, if he had tears. But sadly, he had none. Even so, his heart was touched, softened. He could say no more than thank you. He could feel no more than gladness.
That was it. Sad as it may be, he could only provide pleasure for their love, for their devotion. Pleasure was the only form of affection he knew how to give back.
[Lilith is watching you...]
[Lilith says, she sees potential in user’s empty and pathetic heart.]
[Notification!]
[More sacrifice, more indulgence required.]
[Amass a worship of debauchery within the month.]
[If not completed within the month, the sa pain will follow for one week straight.]
Aiden’s heart pounded, pounded deep, like fists against a coffin. The pain — that hellish pain — he didn’t want to endure it again. No. Never would he endure it. Never, ever, Never, ever, never, ever... NEVER, would he feel that pain again.
Never in this life, or the next, or the next. That was hell carved into his flesh.
’....I just have to amass worship? Okay....but wait, What does that even an?’ he thought.
[Notification!]
[Mission acquired]
[Mission: Amass worship]
[Amass ten plus won of high mana within a chamber, and cum inside them all in the na of Lilith. All should be within full possession, their will submitted to user in mind and body. During the ritual, all won should cum at least ten tis, begging user’s na for more.
The more they seek user’s dick, their heart and mind fully bend to lust in user’s na. After then, the ritual will be complete.]
Amber turned to Aiden, her heart tightening as she took in his wide, unfocused eyes staring out toward the horizon. A cold shiver ran down her spine, the mory of Flora’s warning echoing in her mind—the trembling, painful groan he sotis made when the seizures hit.
"Aiden... Aiden, are you okay? Are you feeling weird again...?" Her voice wavered, a mixture of fear and desperation threading through each word.
Aiden blinked, the fog of his thoughts lifting as he beca aware of them. At the sa mont, Akidna appeared at his side, her dark eyes narrowing with concern, the shadow of worry curling around her gaze as she lood over him.
"Aiden..." she whispered, her voice low but heavy with unease.
He drew a slow, steadying breath, letting it fill the space between them, and offered the faintest of smiles, though it didn’t quite reach the shadows beneath his eyes. "I’m... I’m okay," he said softly, his voice calm, almost too asured. "Don’t worry. I’m alright... very much alright."
Even as he spoke, Amber couldn’t fully shake the tension coiling in her chest. She wanted to believe him, needed to believe him, but the vulnerability in his gaze—the slightest flicker of pain she could still see—made her hand tighten involuntarily at her side.
Akidna’s hand hovered near his shoulder, hesitant, a silent offer of support that didn’t need words. And for a fleeting mont, Aiden allowed himself to simply exist in their concern, the weight of their worry both grounding and unnerving him.
’haaaa... that’s, that’s quite the fucking mission.’
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