"Master, your overwork cos from physical fatigue, but the ntal stress is even bigger."
Shaitan and I had co out for an outing. Of course the season in this dream was winter again, so Shaitan had bundled herself up tight in a puffer coat and a scarf.
"Master, do you really have to dress like that?"
"Of course."
I yanked my turtleneck up high. The coat was a little thin, but there was sothing more important than the cold, and I couldn’t give it up.
"More importantly, Shaitan, why did you summon here of all places?"
"To make sure you, Master, can take so emotionally stable rest. Right now... your body’s being held by Luna, isn’t it? Please rest."
"...I see."
I didn’t think I’d been pushing myself so hard that I needed to be forced into rest, but apparently, my impatience had been visible to Shaitan and the others.
"You, Master, have sothing like an obsession about subordinates dying."
"Of course. Even if they can be revived, dying isn’t a good thing."
"But you have no intention of stopping the war."
"Of course. So I always go into battle on the assumption that no one will die. Even one death ans defeat, ga over. It’s not a ga, but that’s the feeling."
There’s a sense you only know after dying and coming back. That’s why I can’t bring myself to make choices that send my subordinates to their deaths.
"But now, you’ll have to make a choice. Actually, you’ve already made it. Soday... we’ll beco dungeon owners too. Like Shaitan Barbatos."
"Looks like I really can’t hide my thoughts from you. But why Barbatos?"
"It’s just a na that ca to mind, so I used it as an example."
"It does suit pretty well. ...Yeah, instead of calling them dungeon owners, we could shape it like the human nobility’s titles, into sothing defined by bloodline and house. And have the children inherit the nas. Heh heh heh."
It would be a matter for the very distant future, but it was a fantasy as wonderful as a dream itself.
"Just imagining it makes happy. Now wake from this dream. There’s still much to be done."
"Yes. But before that, isn’t there one more thing we have to do?"
"...?"
"Follow ."
Shaitan tugged on my wrist. When a hotel so tall I couldn’t see the top appeared before my eyes, I swallowed hard.
"This, don’t tell ...."
"It’s been a while since I flexed my succubus power."
Shaitan finished all the procedures at lightning speed and pulled toward the elevator.
Ding.
The mont the doors closed, Shaitan flung her long puffer coat open.
"Whoa now."
"Hehe, what do you think?"
Beneath the long puffer, Shaitan was wearing nothing but a purple bikini. The hotel elevator began rising vertically, and my mber also started lifting its head, rising in tandem with the elevator.
"Master."
Shaitan pulled my face down and pressed her lips to mine. The cool of her lips and the warmth of her tongue tangled together and made a wonderful ss of mine.
I closed my eyes and savored Shaitan’s kiss. If she’d had horns, I’d have grabbed them for handling, but right now, we were just human and human, mingling tongues.
Soft.
"Hehe."
Shaitan pressed her body against mine while we kissed. Looking up at with eyes curved like crescent moons, she looked every bit the angel, but down below, she was rubbing her chest and inner thighs against .
"Ah."
Shaitan hastily pulled her tongue back and folded her puffer closed. As if on cue, the elevator stopped.
Ding-dong. Whoosh.
The doors opened, and soone casually stepped onto the elevator. A woman in a hotelier’s uniform with straight brown hair, who looked startlingly like Lune.
Thump, thump.
My heart was pounding hard. I hadn’t done anything wrong, yet I felt the kind of nerves you’d get caught cheating. When I glanced down, a long silver thread connected Shaitan’s lips to mine.
Lick.
Shaitan ran her tongue across her lips. The Lune-lookalike hotelier glanced at us, but we both played it cool and smiled in response.
"...Ngh."
While Shaitan smiled at the hotelier, her hand was lightly stroking the front of my pants. Without touching the hook, with delicate fingers through the fabric, she found the shaft and started gently rubbing it up and down.
"??"
The hotelier turned her head, picking up on the strange sound. But because Shaitan kept moving her puffer coat to make rustling fabric noises, she couldn’t make out the sound of Shaitan pitching my tent.
Ding.
The elevator opened. Shaitan signaled with her eyes, and I followed her out.
"Haa, haa, haa."
An empty hotel hallway with no one around. Shaitan was already breathing unevenly. She glanced left and right, then opened her puffer coat again.
"Doesn’t this thrill you?"
"...Even in a dream, that’s a bit much. It feels like cheating sohow."
"It’s a world made by my power. I trust you’ll forgive this much. Since it’s just a dream...."
Shaitan lowered one hand and twisted her bikini slightly to the side. In the center of her full chest, an areola that no hand but mine had ever touched blood with a rosy flush.
"We can do things here that wouldn’t be possible in reality."
"What room number? I can’t hold back anymore."
Unlike the orc body that just dangled comfortably under a single robe, even in a dream, the human body’s pants made my crotch feel like it was about to burst.
"Follow ."
Shaitan led to the end of the hallway and opened a door. The room number itself was as suggestive as could be: Room 1074.
Was it telling to release inside ten tis? In a dream, ten was nothing, sixty-nine would also be possible.
Bang!
After pushing Shaitan inside, I quickly shut the door. The auto-lock engaged, and Shaitan pointed inward.
"Hehe, when you go inside, you’ll be sur..."
"I told you I couldn’t wait."
I slipped my hand inside Shaitan’s puffer coat. With her body already in a bikini, there was barely anything to take off.
Squelch.
I slid my fingers right inside. Even though I hadn’t done any foreplay, Shaitan was already growing wet.
Squelch, squelch.
Sounds began echoing from the foyer itself. Such loud wet sounds that anyone inside or outside would surely hear.
"How long have you been planning to relieve my ntal fatigue this way?"
"A, always...."
Shaitan blushed and tried to pull away from . But I slipped one arm behind her lower back so she couldn’t escape.
"M, Master. Right now is awkward...."
"After coming all this way? No way. I can’t stop."
My fully heated mber was screaming. If I didn’t get inside Shaitan right now, there’d be trouble.
"The puffer... ah, it’s annoying. Take it off."
In an instant, I stripped the puffer off Shaitan. With the bulky coat gone, the heat that had been trapped beneath her clothes hit full force.
"Shaitan, do you know what ti it is right now?"
"I, I’m not sure...?"
"The perfect ti to insert."
I unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants. I just hooked my thumb into the waistband of my underwear and pulled it down to free my rock-hard mber.
"Eep."
At the sight of the tip already leaking pre-fluid, Shaitan swallowed hard. With anticipation written all over her face, she looked up at , and I lifted one of her legs.
Squelch.
I pulled my fingers out from where they’d been teasing her folds and tugged her panties aside. The flushed petals my fingers had heated up were aching to grip sothing.
"A, a condom...."
"You don’t need to go that far, Shaitan."
Condoms make it impossible to feel Shaitan’s vivid warmth. Who would even want condom-bound intimacy in the first place? If consequence-free pleasure existed, the very phrase "external release" would be deleted from the dictionary.
Squelch.
"Mmnnh...!"
The mont I entered, Shaitan started trembling. With one of her legs raised, my shaft slowly traveled along her tilted inner walls toward the summit, like a hiker climbing a ridge.
"Haa, haa."
Shaitan let out a ragged breath and covered her mouth with her hand. The way she was desperately trying to muffle her voice only excited more.
"Hand down."
"But... ngh."
The tip pressed against Shaitan’s deepest spot. Because I was striking from an angle I rarely used, her response was quite different from before.
Squelch, squelch.
"W, we shouldn’t be doing this here...."
"What reason is there not to. Heh heh."
Shaitan braced her hands on the wall to steady herself. Her bikini, still not even removed, slid down under gravity, and one breast had been twisted out by the puffer being pulled off, the exposed nipple pushed out and resting on top of the displaced cup.
"Honestly, you want to keep going right here, don’t you?"
"..."
Shaitan squeezed her eyes shut. She’d say no when she ant no, clear as a bell, but her insides were squeezing my shaft faster than her own heartbeat, refusing to let the thing it had latched onto get away.
"Shaitan, you lewd woman. While the other girls were with , you watched from the sidelines, plotting all along to do it with as a human in a dream, weren’t you?"
"..."
Shaitan kept her face turned away and didn’t answer. So I pulled my hips back slightly.
"If you don’t answer, I’m pulling out. I’ll slap myself awake to break out of this dream."
"Wh, what?!"
"Are you not going to answer?"
"...Mmkh, yes...."
Shaitan nodded with a flushed face. She wasn’t embarrassed about wearing a bikini under her puffer, but just having catch on to her fantasy was enough to make her squeeze even faster, her body heating up rapidly.
"Sex in a hotel room foyer.... What other fantasies were you having? Tell ."
"O, of going all the way to the bed with you like this.... W, wait! Master!"
Shaitan called out to hurriedly, shaking her head. But I’d already lowered her leg back to the other side.
"Now, on all fours."
"M, Master?!"
"You don’t have your wings, so you can’t keep your upper body up either, right? I’ll help you."
While still inside her from behind, I cupped both of her breasts. Shaitan instinctively arched her back like a bow, then dropped her head low at my signal.
"Left, right. What are you doing? Walk."
"R, really, just a mont. Doing this here is...eep?!"
Smack. I urged Shaitan forward by snapping my hips against her.
"If you don’t walk, I’ll carry you. How’s that, want to bounce my hips along the way?"
Smack, smack-smack, smack.
I rocked my hips back and forth with vigor. Without the wings on her back, her swaying black hair was a beautiful sight. Her hair rippled with every thrust into her core.
"Walk. Now."
I pushed her thigh forward, forcing Shaitan to walk. She resisted, but staggered along, hands covering her face, trembling all over.
"It, it’s so embarrassing to look at...!"
"Is there a mirror sowhere? Heh heh, what’s there to be so embarrassed... who are you?"
"..."
Past the foyer wall, into the inner area where a king-size bed was sitting, a model-like blonde-haired, green-eyed woman was watching us with the corners of her lips curled up. Beneath the hotel robe she wore, a chest impossible to hide commanded attention.
’I want to strip her.’
I was still inside Shaitan, but a new woman is always welco. Taller than Shaitan, with long straight hair flowing down to her waist and a slightly sharp impression, she reminded of one of the won I knew, Luna.
"Luna?"
"Honestly. She told to wait here looking like this, and from the mont you walked in...."
The blonde woman, presumably Luna, crossed her legs on the bed and watched us. At the sight of those creamy, smoothly extended legs sliding out from under the robe, I swallowed hard.
"What was it again.... Shaitan said in your dreams, everyone turns human, didn’t she? When I first saw it, I thought maybe not, but...."
Luna pointed at my mber, which had been moving in and out of Shaitan but had pulled out on its own from sheer surprise.
"Looking at it, yeah, definitely. Welco. Human Luna... or Lunia, this is your first ti with her, right? It’s a first for too."
"...Solomon almighty."
No, by God almighty. With the pointed ears characteristic of elves gone, the woman with the appearance of a typical Western model beauty, the self-proclaid Lunia, was waiting for on the bed.
"Leave the fighting to the kids outside... right now, want to sleep with us and rest?"
"That’s the spirit."
Smack.
I brought my palm down on Shaitan’s behind. With that stimulation, I gave my first release inside Shaitan as she stayed on all fours.
Human Lunia.
"My mind’s blown."
A war filled with death?
These are subordinates I raised.
There’s no way they’ll die.
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