Chapitre 9: Perfect Date
His nose suddenly twitched before he perked up and looked in my direction. Without hesitation and with great gusto, he stood up and jumped toward me. In the air, the mighty armored tiger gave out a roar and landed directly in front of me. He looked at me with a high-held head.
I couldn't help but reach out and pet it, which he immediately leaned into. He was so damn cute, this murder cat! I scratched his chin, making him purr as he leaned into my hand. At one point, it flopped on its back, exposing its armored belly for me to rub. Seeing no exposed fur at its belly, I attacked its face again and the paws as they came up to defend him.
After a while, I finally spoke up, "Alright, buddy, that's enough for now. I will probably call you soon since we might have to explore the outside world. How is it? Are you excited? Yes, you are, yes you fine killer tiger."
I held my hand against its paw and found it thrice as big. Not surprising with the tiger's massive size of 2 meters in height and beyond 5 meters in length. It whined slightly when he heard that, "Can't you stay for a while?"
He asked in a baritone voice as he turned on his belly again... Wait, it could speak? Well, it didn't speak vocally but directly into my head. Probably something to do with it being high level? Should I consult Aura about that? He stood next to me and rubbed his head against me, causing me to pet it again.
"I have dinner with Albedo soon, and Fubuki wanted something from me, so next time." The majestic tiger nodded regally before snorting in Fubuki's direction as if to laugh at being seen through by me. It was quite obvious that she hadn't lured me here because of Edan, especially when he was clearly asleep before my arrival.
"So, what is it?" I asked and turned toward her, watching how she slowly approached me, while Edan left for his resting place again, though he looked in our direction as if he was watching a play unfold before him.
"I can tell you tomorrow. Can you just hold me like usual?" She asked as she leaned into me, hugging me while her hand rubbed my back in a circular motion. Was she being ordered by someone to ask this? Usually, she wouldn't initiate it and wait for me to hug her, but... Wait, usually? We have never hugged before since hugging was 18+ according to the game.
The longer I thought about how I could analyze other people's emotions just by watching them and now how I could instinctively know what she would usually act like, the more I realize how influenced I was by my setting. However, in the same vein, I didn't hate Albedo as I should have, according to my background settings.
According to my lore, it should have taken me months of her efforts until I realized that she truly loved me and just wanted the best for me. This would cause me to genuinely grow affectionate with her.
It was only when I realized her emotions that I would let go of my hate and realize that my actions towards the other women were only my way to hurt her. Therefore, I would acknowledge her as my wife and be with her for the rest of my life, seeing her as my true love.
However, I didn't have to go through all that to not hate her and I certainly didn't want to let go of my ambitions to approach other women. Well, it didn't say I would cease my actions, but it was certainly implied by the text.
As I thought about it, my hands had gravitated to her rear and fondled it before pulling her cheeks apart, making her moan out into my torso and bringing my attention back to the present. "I am unsure if I enjoy being left in the dark," I stated, as I stopped stimulating her.
"I-" She struggled as she seemed to weigh her options.
"I order you to tell me." I took away the burden of her decision and put it purely on myself by ordering her. Even if someone would be mad at her for revealing something she should have kept secret, they couldn't be mad for doing as her prince had told her. If it was Momonga though...
"It-it was Albedo's request. I didn't want to ask more, so I wouldn't reveal something that she didn't want you to know, but I guess it has something to do with your date later," she admitted readily, which left me breathing easy. I would know when I met Albedo later, but I could already guess what she wanted from Fubuki.
"So, you are just here to distract me, aren't you?" I asked, imagining that Albedo wanted me out of the house... I probably ruined her surprise. Was she decorating it? However, I hadn't even gotten dressed... well, I didn't need to return to my dwelling to get dressed with my malleable armor on, but she shouldn't know that.
Fubuki nodded weakly, and I resumed fondling her. It was crazy that this was more of a reward for her than it was for me, even when she tried her best to not show it. Not that I was complaining. It filled me with pride and satisfaction to see her involuntarily squirm in my hands. Of course, the sensation in my hands was soul healing.
I could see her bite her lower lip, trying to contain the pleasure she felt and defiantly avoiding my eyes. Honestly, I would never tire of teasing these stunning women. Suddenly, I turned her around, causing her to yelp out in surprise.
My hands slid across her body as I moved up from her hips to her breasts, squeezing them with abandon. Feeling their heaviness, softness yet firmness. It was heavenly. She squirmed and suppressed her moan as she bit into her finger, though not making any move to avoid my touch.
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Albedo left the house in a hurry while trying to not make a fool out of herself. Once she left the building, she skipped the woods and directly teleported into the secret hallway. Once she was behind closed doors, her hand reached into her inventory and pulled out a book, [The perfect Date]. She had already flipped through it several times and had committed its content to her memory, but it wouldn't hurt to confirm it another time.
There were also her notes of what he had said over the years. She teleported to the 9th floor, having thought about how to arrange her date, and for that purpose, she needed to visit the various shops and announce that they should be on their best behavior. Even the shops that weren't on her list to visit tonight were notified about her date, just in case, Azazel wanted to do something she hadn't planned for.
She was lucky that they had received permission to teleport, so even though she had to [Message] Aureole every time to not restrict her, it still saved her a lot of time. The visits on the respective levels for investigation were going smoothly and quickly as well. However, she couldn't be careless about it and still worked diligently and thoroughly to not endanger Nazarick because of careless mistakes. Haste makes waste, just as Azazel mentioned. What a great quote!
She had asked Demiurge to go over the lower floors and check them personally as well, as she wasn't sure if she would finish all the floors in a single day. He didn't ask too many questions and readily agreed. After dividing the tasks, she went to work.
It was only after she had almost finished her tasks that she remembered she had almost forgotten something. A [Message] towards Fubuki to distract Azazel for some time. She waited for Fubuki's response that she would do it after handling Azazel's mounts.
Afterward, Albedo sent another [Message] to the Royal Maids to prepare something as their night's highlight. That message took longer, but Sueko was mostly free, so Albedo took her time to explain in great detail what she wanted from them.
Following that, she rushed towards the Pleiades' room and quickly got Yuri to prepare a dress appropriate for their date. The other normal maids surrounded her with stark interest and were moving swiftly as they listened to Yuri's commands to bring her different attires. It took them a while and Albedo was already getting restless.
She just hoped that Fubuki would be successful in keeping Azazel occupied. Considering their closeness, distracting him shouldn't be a problem for the round-eared elf.
After mulling over it for a while, they had finally settled on a black strapless long sheath dress with a high side split, showing off her breasts and hugging her body figure while giving her enough leg room to move if Azazel wished for a more physical activity that the avenues on the 9th floor offered. Additionally, she wore a necklace with the gems falling towards her cleavage, attracting the gaze to one of her best assets. She had thought about decorating her horns, but it might come in the way if he wanted to hold them…
Her attire was rather simple, but it still accentuated her beauty without being gaudy. Something that would surely please her husband. After getting done, she gave Yuri the report that she had written about the floors and asked her to deliver it to Demiurge. He was to go through them one more time before handing them over to Momonga-sama.
She excitedly teleported towards the entrance of the 9th floor before casting [Message] to Azazel. "My beloved, I have finished my tasks and am ready whenever you want to start our date."
"I assume I shouldn't head back home, right? ... I will teleport to the 9th floor's entrance in a few minutes." Although she couldn't hear his voice due to the [Message] spell sending over thoughts rather than the voice, she was still mesmerized by the feel of his thoughts and mannerism that were conveyed through the spell.
After the spell disconnected, she came out of her daze and realized through his words that she had been found out by him. It was fine as long as he didn't realize what the surprise was. 10 minutes later, he suddenly appeared a good ten meters away from her in all his glory.
A black three-piece suit. The outfit was accentuated with its golden buttons and embroidery at the rolled-up sleeves and the inner rim of his long black coat. The long coat held together with thin golden chain clips, giving him an overall neat, elegant, and composed look. His tie and the coat's inner side were a matching port gore in color.
She couldn't take her eyes off of him even after he had walked the couple of meters to stand directly in front of her. His gaze wandered across her figure, and she couldn't help but tense up.
Although she was confident in her looks and the dress she had chosen with the maids' help, all that didn't matter if it wasn't to his taste. However, her worries were unnecessary as he smiled at her, causing her heart to skip a beat.
"You look most beautiful, Albedo." She could feel how her blood was rushing to her face as she was dealt a critical blow, only coming out of her stupor when he offered her his arm. She accepted it and they strolled down the hall.
There was no way she wouldn't glance at him as they walked side by side. His face seemed to be illuminated by the hall's light. Not to mention that his eyes seemed to have gained a dim glow since the last time she saw him. His body seemed to brim with energy as well. When she leaned against him, she could feel his warmth enveloping her. Though, perhaps the warmth was just the giddy feeling that had long spread through her body.
"What have you planned, Albedo?" He gave her a side glance, watching her with amusement as he had caught her red-handed, indulging herself in his presence.
"I- I figured it would be nice to visit the theater-" Her mouth closed with an audible snap. She messed up! It was one of the most important notes, don't go to the theater on the first date!
They couldn't talk there to get to know each other. It was anything but ideal, especially with their attire. There were so many topics they could talk about since their conflict was resolved. Even a dance would be much more enjoyable than watching a play! It didn't matter, she could rectify, "I mean-"
"Sounds good." He cut her off, making her nod hesitantly. Good thing she had prepared in case he wanted to watch a performance. They arrived at the entrance of the 'Cinema' where they would have to ask for a specific play that was currently available through illusion magic and then wait for them to prepare. However, she had already told them to prepare, so there wouldn't be a need for them to wait.
They were about to walk inside when Azazel looked towards a stand where they gave out a corn-based snack called 'Popcorn' by the Supreme Beings. Azazel approached the girl that handled the theater. "Sweet popcorn, large, please. What drinks do you have?"
He asked with familiarity. Albedo didn't remember if he had been visiting this theater. The few times where he had been outside, he was mostly focused on flirting with some maids or doing tasks for the Supreme Beings.
"Here have a look, your Highness. Our drinks are listed here. We have Orange Juice, Apple Juice..." She pointed at the extensive list of items they had, though Azazel seemed somewhat disappointed before requesting water for the two after she said she was fine with anything.
She was worried that the lack of beverages would affect his mood. The maid told them they would deliver everything to the theater, so they could just walk inside. The hall looked like it was meant to be enjoyed by many people. Despite this, the chairs looked big and comfortable.
They sat in the middle of the hall. Albedo leaned against him while holding onto his arm. It didn't take long for their popcorn and water to be delivered. Azazel had a longing look in his eyes, which she couldn't quite place. She watched him perk up as he received the popcorn before he leaned into his chair as he ignored the stage for the snack.
He ate one and sighed slightly before a saddened smile appeared on his face. "Is it not to your liking?" She asked, wondering whether she would have to let hell loose on that girl for displeasing him with this failed serving.
"Just not what I imagined it to be. It's still good, though." He answered before continuing to eat it. He offered her some and in a stroke of genius, she opened her mouth, inviting him to feed her, to which he obliged with a chuckle.
His thumb brushed across her lips as he fed her. The act of him feeding her was almost overwhelming, and she wanted to squeal happily, though the moment was short-lived as the illusion on the stage began to act out the play. She wasn't sure if she should be happy that it activated as quickly as she had told them to or frustrated that it had ruined this moment for her.
Suddenly, he stretched out his arm over and behind her head before placing his hands on her shoulder while placing the popcorn between each other. She decided that this was fine, too. So, for the next 1 hour and 20 minutes, they were cuddling as they watched the performance.
A tragic romantic play about a couple that wasn't meant to be, as their families had a blood feud. She remembered little of the play as she was more focused on his touch, his warmth, and how the light of the illusion lit up his face in the dark. He was truly captivating and his amused gaze towards her when he noticed her staring at him filled her with shyness, but also happiness.
Fortunately, she had better control over her body than Shalltear and didn't make a fool out of herself. After the play ended, they exited the theater, and she breathed easy as he didn't seem too bored by the play, saying that it was somewhat nostalgic.
"How about a walk? Maybe take a look at Mare's progress? Wait, that's boring and probably not nice to look at since he is not nearly finished, right? If you want to, we can go to the bar for a drink? We could also go play pool there. Or are you hungry? We can have dinner if you want to, talk about the play as we eat? I-"
He chuckled slightly and held his hands up to stop her from embarrassing herself more than she already had. She realized she was overwhelming him with options, not giving him time to respond. But who could blame her?
She had hoped for this day and prepared a lot of avenues so she wouldn't displease him with an ill-chosen event. Now that her order was already messed up from the start, she couldn't pick from the many options she had prepared, second-guessing her choices, so it would save the poor start. In the end, she was creating a problem out of nothing.
"Albedo, relax. You are worrying too much. It's fine as long as we are doing it together, right?" She nodded with wide eyes at his reassurance. Of course, no matter what they did, she would be happy to do it if they did it together. However, she also wanted him to be happy.
He wrapped his arm around her shoulder in a comforting manner. "Then, let's go for a walk in this New World, shall we?" She leaned into him, hugging him before the two were teleported to the entrance of the first floor. She tried her best to subtly smell his scent. It was as intoxicating as it was ever.
They then walked outside in a relaxed manner until the surface world was revealed to them. Azazel looked up into the night sky and breathed in deeply. "This is truly a sight to behold. And the air, wow."
"It is." She agreed as she looked at his face, now illuminated by the moon. They were obviously talking about two different things. He looked at her with a grin on his face. She couldn't help but feel shy to be seen through this easily. However, like before, he didn't seem displeased about her obviously infatuated comment and gazes. Instead, he looked to be in a good mood.
"Let's take it to the sky." He suggested, before letting go of her to step forward. The lack of contact made her want to whine out, but she didn't want to come across as clingy, according to her book that was a big no-no. Physical contact was good, but clinginess was not. She still had to figure out the line between the two.
He rolled his shoulders for a moment and then his pair of white feathered wings appeared behind him. They were faintly glowing with divine might and she could feel his power rolling off him in waves. She could hardly comprehend that there were apparently even higher levels of an angel than him. Even Luci★Fer couldn't compare to him, right?
She quickly banished these blasphemous thoughts before she said them out loud and just watched as he slowly rose into the air. It was clear he didn't need his wings out to fly as they barely flapped. He was clearly just treating her with this sight.
Like the divine being he was, he rose into the air before he looked back down at her and offered his hand to her. Without wasting any more time, she flew up beside him and grasped his hand before he pulled her into his embrace. His hand was on her lower back as they hovered there for a moment. The symbolism of him pulling her to his level wasn't lost on her and she wanted to cry at his benevolence.
He took her hand again and rose into the sky, through the clouds, until they had a clear view of the starry sky. A thousand lights twinkled in the sky. It was indeed a sight to awe at, but it was still paling in front of her radiant husband.
"Flying into the sky with you truly made enduring everything worth it." The hidden implication stung, but she also appreciated that he was happier now. She enjoyed this moment with him, probably just as much, or even more than him. It seemed like their first date wouldn't end in a complete disaster, after all.
Azazel looked down and saw how Mare was hiding Nazarick's glorious walls in the north, behind the dirt. Even if she abhorred the sight of her husband's future realm's border being dirtied, she couldn't say anything against Momonga-sama's order again.
Not that she didn't see the merit in doing so. Although the commotion was big, something else attracted his attention. They flew down, but he didn't grace Mare with his attention.
He landed next to the bench and table that Albedo had placed there. Initially, she had wanted them to walk around seeing Mare's work and then toward the bench as their target, with the table capable of placing their dinner on. Now they had flown there. Could this still be considered a walk?
He ran his fingers across the bench before taking a seat. Of course, she took this opportunity to snuggle up to him, which he gracefully allowed. She looked into the sky, while occasionally glancing at him. She was trying her best to not stare at him the entire time and creep him out, even when he seemed to be amused by it rather than weirded out. Still, she didn't want to push her luck.
The seat was perfectly pointed at the big moon, illuminating the surroundings. It was perfect to gaze into the night sky. Maybe not as great as it was when they flew into the sky, but this way they could relax and have dinner if they wanted to.
Despite her mishap caused by her nervousness, in the beginning, the date was going acceptable. She peeked at his face and saw him look at her. She could feel her face wanting to flush red, but she did her best to give him an elegant and composed smile.
It would have worked if he hadn't pinched her chin and slowly brought her face closer to his. His hot breath on her face made her heart beat uncontrollably. There was no way she could keep this up without doing something she would regret. So, she turned her face away and reluctantly leaned away, while trying to forget the sight of him looking like he was about to kiss her.
It was one thing to give him a blowjob or to sleep in his bed, but kissing him when he looked at her this gently was almost too much for her heart to bear. It was beating profusely and stayed like this when she felt his gaze on her. A sigh later, his hand returned to her waist, pulling her back into him as if he refused to let her get away. They remained like this for an unknown amount of time as she watched how his thumb rubbed over the surface of his ring.
After thinking about what had happened, she realized she had to have misread him and he might have wanted to kiss her? However… there was just no way he wanted to kiss her, right? They had only just cleared up a misunderstanding, after all.
"You know I am an Angel of Lust, right?" His words made her look at him again. She did not know this, and she hadn't heard about that race, but the indication of such a title wasn't lost on her.
A composed smile on his face and his eyes dimly glowing as if he could see right through her. He probably could and had done so after he was gracing her with his attention. Yesterday and today, he gave her the feeling as if there was nothing she could hide from him and she probably couldn't.
"It means that I don't dislike physical touch, quite the opposite. I loved your blowjob and you cuddling with me. You don't have to think that I am pushing myself to be intimate with you." He reassured and perhaps she was a bit too restrained. His words seemed to have released some tension that she had unconsciously held in her.
She was aware that as a succubus, she would be too much for most races, even in the tomb created by the Supreme Beings. Him being an Angel of Lust truly completed them as a couple, shouldn't it? Even though it irked her, she could at least appreciate what gifts those Supreme Beings, who had abandoned them, had left.
"Eh-Ah! I-I apologize, y-your H-Highness, Albedo-sama!" Mare's voice sounded out from a few meters away. Albedo looked up and glowered at the young, dark elf, causing him to shrink away.
Azazel waved his hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it. We are just getting some fresh air. Continue your work."
"O-of course, y-your Highness!" Mare shouted before running away.
Azazel chuckled lightly, causing her gaze to leave the young elf. "You look like you want to kill him. Don't hold his minor interruption against him. We are disturbing his sacred work, after all."
"I-I suppose, so." She nodded hesitantly, deciding to let the dark elf off even though she had previously mentioned that he shouldn't disturb them when they visited him here. As her arrangements came to mind, she quickly messaged the Royal Maids and asked them to come and bring it.
With the permission to teleport, it didn't take long for the maid to arrive with the plates and the normal Orange Juice. "Your... Highness. Albedo-sama." They greeted before placing the plates on the table in front of them. The scent of the meal quickly filled the air.
Albedo watched how his expression changed to a surprised one as he smelled the aroma of these two burgers and fries. She wasn't sure why he hadn't asked the maids for this meal over the years, but she had heard him complain about the lack of tasting those many dishes on numerous occasions. The appeal of how this meal should taste was lost on her, but perhaps that was why he hadn't asked for it, as it wouldn't suit the prince of Nazarick.
She had taken care to remind the Royal Maids to keep quiet about this, so it wouldn't spread to people that shouldn't know about this. Azazel carefully picked up the burger that he had explained in great detail in the past. She remembered the ingredients and how they should taste, according to his reminiscing. With this knowledge given to the skilled cooks of the Royal Maids, made recreating them easy.
He brought it up to his mouth and sniffed it for a moment before biting into it with closed eyes. "Mmmh~" He moaned out, which was like a shock through her body as it made itself ready to receive him. He chewed it for a moment before swallowing.
"How did you...?" He glanced at the maid, whose eyes turned to her, causing Azazel to look at her again.
"You had talked about it before. I thought you would appreciate it if you could eat it once more." Albedo watched her husband's stunned face. His eyes suddenly teared up, making her panic for a moment. He then proceeded to place the burger on the plate again and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
For a moment, she was worried that she had done something that she shouldn't, but then he turned towards her with a loving gaze she hadn't realized he could give her. Once again, he pinched her chin and pulled her closer. This time he didn't give her time to react and kissed her deeply and full of emotions.
A moment that felt like an eternity. Her world seemed to have stopped and even after he let her go and went back to eating, she could still feel his lips on hers. Although not according to the book and her imagination, it was truly the perfect date.
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