An: Been a while huh?
Sorry for any mistakes. Phone written let's go.
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Momonga rested comfortably on Albedo's naked lap. Relaxing in his room as she ran her fingers through his hair, her gentle caress sending shivers done Momonga's spine.
This was the definition of peaceful bliss, the comfort and love of someone close to just enjoying being together.
They stayed like that for a while, but eventually they moved on with the night.
Albedo leaned down, planting a soft, loving kiss on Momonga's lips. They separated after just a second. The two sex demons shared a knowing look, neither wanting to stop.
Her next kiss was fiercer, roughly capturing the lips before letting them go. Only for her to go back, locking lips even more fiery than before. He grabbed the back of her head and she got a fist full of his hair as they held each other in place; the kiss prolonging.
Albedo's hand snaked down, trailing his well-built body and finding his dick. Her hand softly climbed the shaft, reaching the tip. She used her fingers to play with it, going down only to rise back up once her palm hit the cock.
Momonga's hands weren't idle, letting go of her head. One hand playing with her tits, squeezing the soft flesh and teasing the beautiful little button nipple.
His other hand went towards her perfect bottom feather light touches, getting Albedo brimming with excitement. His hand went deeper, his finger finding the entrance to her bum. Pressing on it slowly, feeling it widen around his finger.
The action interrupted their kiss with Albedo's pleased gasps. It didn't take long for Albedo to stroke Momonga's manhood while he used two fingers to pump in and out of Albedo's anus. Their lips reunited this time, not letting go.
Momonga flipped them over, Albedo's hands wrapping around his back as she raised her hips. Without separating from their kiss, Momonga lined himself up with Albedo's backside.
He entered her rear. The tight entrance widened around his cock, pressing down on every inch that went inside of her.
They both moaned out, but refused to break the kiss.
His thrusts weren't gentle and sweet. They were rough, a lust driven madness for pleasure. The feeling of his cock trapped in her warm insides, mixed with the sensations of her tongue dancing with his. She smelled like a sweet rose flower, but she was anything but.
She slammed back, her ass jiggling and breasts bouncing every time she met his hips, desperate for more. His scent was something she could never get enough of. His tongue was still in her mouth and she hoped that this moment would never end.
But with every rough pounding, they got closer and closer to the edge.
Pushing Albedo down into the bed, he gave one last thrust into her ass before finishing. He felt a liquid squirt out onto his stomach. Finally breaking the kiss, he looked at the succubus's face twisted in pleasure. Pulling out her ass started leaking his seed.
Albedo's eyes gained some clarity and all she could say was, "Another round?"
They got little sleep that night.
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Demiurge grinned, sitting in a dark room, getting a report from Clementine. It was a simple store room filled with sealed boxes filled with junk. It would be a miracle if there was anyone who knew what was in here.
Yet Demiurge still looked sinister. One leg crossed over the other, his hands tapping patiently on his lap. The faint light from Clementine's candle illuminates only the bottom half of his face, revealing only his smile and glasses.
"So, this half elf is the strongest theocracy has." He said plans flying through his mind at lightning speed. The memory of Clementine's various meetings with the half elf, both new and old, playing in front of him.
"Yes, Lord Demiurge. She's the one who guards the treasury." Clementine said, smirking.
The Demon's smile grew wider. Items brought by the Six fraudulent gods could prove useful to his Lord.
Now he just needs to wait for everything to get into place.
"You've done well clementine. I will write so in my report." He said. Glad that the girl became so useful, even his Lord favoured her.
He cast [Gate] and left the dark room in the centre of the Slane Theocracy.
Clementine kneeled there for a while, trying to calm down. The thought that her efforts will get rewarded and she could serve Lord Momonga again ran through her mind.
Wait, no, she shouldn't be doing anything. Expecting a reward after all being able to serve itself is a reward.
Exiting the room. She walked down the thin hallway that led to a much more wide and extravagant hallway. She tilted her head to the right, trying to look innocent as possible. The Captain walked up to her with a stern look in his eyes.
"What were doing over there? You shouldn't have any reason to be there." He said, his voice heavy with suspicion.
Clementine simply gave him a smile and patted his head like a kid.
"I was masturbating, silly." She said. Clementine turned around and skipped off, leaving a stunned captain behind.
The Captain stood there with his jaw open. Part of him wanted to go down there and find out if it was true. But a bigger part of him told him it was creepy to do that and he should just leave and forget this happened.
He chose honour over horny.
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A party was being held by Lady Pandora, the best of the capital coming to attend dieing to see her new clothing line she was taking about.
A single chandelier that displaying over a hundred [Continual Light] spells that illuminated every corner of the room without being too overpowering. A specific item developed by Lady Pandora, it was glowing ethereally, almost enchanting to look at.
Many nobles wanted to get their hands on one. In fact, many of them wanted to get everything Lady Pandora offered. The women having to reject many concubine requests and marriage proposals from suitors.
However, a new lady stole the show, personally invited by Lady Pandora, a mistress from the Baharuth Empire. A woman so beautiful that she could rival the Golden Princess. Her blonde hair fell perfectly, her face the definition of gorgeous.
Most people swooned as she walked and many here were confident that she could rival the Golden Princess in beauty. After all, talking to the mysterious beauty was Princess Renner, who came here with Lakyus.
The princesses' curtsy was elegant and beautiful showing her years of practice. "Hello, I'm Renner Theiere Chardelon Ryle Vaiself. It's a pleasure." She said her smile, the definition of friendly. She was dressed in a beautiful golden dress tailored to fit her and encapsulate her beauty.
Solution responded in kind "The pleasure is mine. Your Highness." Said the maid pretending to be a noble. Dressed in a brilliant blue complimenting her eyes.
Lakyus would never say it out loud, but she was so proud of Renner taking the initiative in making friends with someone.
The two beauties giggled at each other, no one seeing the sinister faces they hide inside.
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