The kiss deepened instantly, her lips claiming mine with that same unyielding confidence. Lady Sitri's tongue slipped past my lips, tasting of winter berries and it's sweetness, while her hand continued its slow, deliberate strokes over the growing bulge in my pants. Every brush of her fingers sent sparks through my body.
I groaned into her mouth as she pushed me backward toward the massive bed. My legs hit the edge and I fell onto the silk sheets, pulling her down with me. She straddled my hips without breaking the kiss, her thighs squeezing my sides as she ground herself against the hard ridge of my erection.
"Ara ara~" she purred against my lips, in a husky and amused voice "Look at you… already so eager. Is this how a dying man reacts?"
Her fingers quickly undid my shirt buttons, her warm palms roaming over my chest. Where her skin touched mine, that soothing sensation flooded back in, life essence pouring into me like sunlight through woods, chasing away the bone-deep exhaustion I hadn't even realized was still lingering.
I reached up, hands sliding along her waist, feeling the smoothness of her dress. She let out a low, approving hum and sat up, peeling the dress off in one smooth motion. Her large pale breasts spilled free with nipples already stiff.
"Touch me, Motohama-kun" she commanded softly, guiding my hands to her chest.
I obeyed, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh, thumbs brushing over her nipples. She arched her back with a pleased sigh, rolling her hips harder against me.
She leaned down again, capturing my mouth in another deep kiss. This time the transfer of life essence was stronger, a warm, pulsing wave that made my cock throb painfully against her. I bucked up instinctively, desperate for more contact.
"Now now, don't be so impatient" she teased, nipping my lower lip.
Lady Sitri slid down my body, kissing and licking a trail across my chest and stomach. Her fingers hooked into my pants and underwear, tugging them down in one smooth pull. My cock sprang free, hard and leaking at the tip. She wrapped her elegant hand around the base and gave one slow, firm stroke.
"Mm… not bad at all," she murmured, eyes gleaming with hunger as she looked up at me.
Then her tongue was on me, swirling around the head before she took it into her mouth. The sensation nearly made me see stars. I groaned loudly, one hand tangling in her dark hair as she bobbed her head, sucking with exceptional skill.
The life essence flowed even stronger now, every lick and suck sending fresh vitality racing through my veins. My body felt stronger, sharper, more alive with every second her mouth worked me.
Just when I thought I might lose control, she pulled off with a wet pop and crawled back up, taking off her panties as she went. She positioned herself over me, rubbing her slick, heated folds along my length.
"Time to give you a proper dose" she whispered, voice dripping with lust "Try to keep up, okay?"
She sank down onto me in one smooth motion, taking every inch until I was buried to the hilt inside her tight, scorching heat. We both moaned at the same time. She felt incredible, her walls clenching around me as she began to ride me with slow, powerful rolls of her hips.
"This feels so good…" I gasped, gripping her waist.
She smiled down at me, eyes half-lidded with pleasure as she picked up speed, breasts bouncing with every thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the luxurious room, mixed with her breathy moans and my own ragged groans.
I thrust up to meet her, driving deeper, harder. Her nails dug into my chest as she leaned forward, kissing me messily while she rode me faster.
"That's it… take every bit of it" she panted against my lips.
I flipped her suddenly, pinning her beneath me. Her surprised laugh turned into a throaty moan as I drove into her hard, pounding deep with long, forceful strokes. She wrapped her legs around my waist, urging me to continue on.
"Yes— just like that, Motohama-kun~ Harder!"
I gave her everything I had, while she said out in pleasure. Her inner walls started fluttering around me, growing tighter and tighter until she came with a sharp, beautiful cry, body arching and pulsing around my erection.
The sensation pushed me over the edge. I buried myself deep and came hard, groaning as I spilled inside her in thick, hot pulses.
We stayed locked together for few seconds, breathing heavily.
Lady Sitri's fingers traced on my back as another gentle wave of life essence soothed my body, keeping the exhaustion at bay.
She looked at me with a smirk.
"See? I told you I'd take good care of you" Her voice dropped to a sultry whisper "And we still have many more doses to go before the ingredients arrive… Think you can handle it?"
I was already growing hard again inside her.
"Of course, Lady Sitri"
She smiled, as I continued our sessions with mutual growing intesity.
. . . .
After 4 hours.
Lady Sitri picked up a fresh cup of coffee, letting the steam veil her features before taking a slow sip.
Her gaze drifted over me "I expected you to be an inexperienced one, honestly" she voiced out, casually breaking through the tension.
She lowered her cup, her eyebrows rising in genuine surprise as she noticed my uneasiness. She tilted her head, a playful smirk dancing across her lips as she asked "So, is this what you humans refer to as post-clarity something?"
"Aren't you concerned if Lord Sitri finds out about this?" I asked.
She blinked, before her heartily laugh resonated through the room.
"Oh, don't worry about that, dear" she said, casually leaning her head against her arm. Her smirk widened as she regarded me "You see, my husband and I agreed that if he wanted to marry me, he wouldn't have a harem."
She sighed with a shrug "But men being men, he couldn't stay true to his word and married three other women to build his harem anyway."
The revelation instantly explained the sheer nonchalance she displayed about our entire encounter.
She looked me in the eye asking "How come it's only fair for a man to have a harem?"
She let out a heavy sigh, her shoulders dropping slightly under the weight of her own words.
"Besides, I don't give a damn if you see me as an unfaithful and impure one, but I—"
I grabbed her hand tightly, stopping her words dead in their tracks "No, that's not true"
Her eyes blew wide, shock replacing the bitterness as she stared into my firm, unwavering gaze.
"I would never see you as such" I stated, locking my eyes onto hers to ensure she understood the gravity of my claim "Your actions might be questionable in this world, but I know your heart is pure, just like your intentions."
I kept my grip firm, anchoring her back to the usual self.
A soft chuckle escaped her lips as she replied "You are getting better with your words, Motohama kun. I might end up falling for you, you know~"
Her fiery and cheerful energy returned to her face, as I simply smiled, stepping back to give her some breathing room.
. . .
"I received reports Lady Phenex has been making contacts with the Old Satan factions recently" she revealed, crossing her arms "The Phenex family has always been against that faction, but not now, it seems"
I nodded, acknowledging the harsh reality of my previous actions. I knew the physical and psychological damage I dealt to their family would likely spawn immediate political troubles.
"Are you claiming she might be plotting something I need to be careful of?"
"Who knows?" she replied, shrugging her shoulders.
She tapped her chin thoughtfully, her gaze turning analytical as she reviewed the intelligence reports in her mind.
"When the Satans questioned her about her visit, she replied that the Old Satan Factions are simply offering better prices for the Phoenix Tears"
I digested the information, piecing together the political minefield I had accidentally entered in.
"I don't think she will be conspiring against me," I said "Both her and Lord Phenex seemed calm and reasonable individuals"
"I wonder about that" she murmured, before stretching her arms high into the air.
"Now that our business is done, I can return back to the Underworld to get some rest."
Recalling the ticking clock hanging over my own mortality, I asked "Lady Sitri, please don't forget to inform Leviathan-sama about those ingredients."
I needed that cure before my body gave out completely.
She froze mid-stretch, blinking at me blankly as she repeated "Oh, ingredients?"
A second later, she burst into a booming laughter that rattled the room's luxurious silence. She stepped closer, reaching out to aggressively ruffle my hair like a scolding aunt.
"You actually bought that, Motohama-kun?" she asked with pure amusement.
I tilted my head, my brow furrowing in deep, unparalleled confusion at her sudden shift in demeanor.
"Did you really think someone as strong as you will run out of so much life force so easily?" she chuckled.
I did harbor my own doubts about that, but now I felt totally confused as to why she would use that as a cheap excuse just for this.
"I know what you're wondering, Motohama-kun"
She dropped her hand from my hair, her expression turning dead serious in an instant.
"But let me tell you, the reason why I did it is not just because I was looking forward to it." She lowered her voice, bringing her face inches from mine to ensure absolute secrecy "It's because I sensed something highly unusual when I was recovering your lost life essence yesterday."
A chill ran down my spine as I asked "Unusual?"
She gave a grave nod, crossing her arms defensively across her chest. "I am not sure if it's your Sacred Gear that I sensed, but I am sure it's not, it's something dangerous. Even I felt a dread when I tried looking too deep into it"
My mind raced like an overcooked engine, wondering if she had sensed my gacha system. But that was impossible.
And somehow, if she had sensed my Gura Gura no Mi or Armament Haki energy, I highly doubted that would cause someone as monstrously strong as the Satans to feel genuine dread.
A blue magic circle flared into existence beneath her, illuminating the room in a bright glow.
"I'll be waiting for our next spar, Motohama-kun" she declared, flashing a radiant, excited smile. I let out a breath offering a helpless smile in return.
"Thanks for not requesting it right now, Lady Sitri"
She laughed cheerfully, then replied "Well, I have no intention of letting that delusional narcissist of a Cadre interfere with our spar. Once you've killed him, expect me at your doorstep!"
With a final blinding flash of blue light, she disappeared, leaving me completely alone to myself.
I sighed heavily, wondering what cruel joke life was planning to play on me next.
I collapsed back onto the edge of the lavish bed, staring blankly at the far wall.
At first, I genuinely wanted to execute Kokabiel and his fanatic team before Dulio arrived to claim the glory. It was a solid, practical strategy built on eliminating weed before they grew. But now, if I killed him early, Lady Sitri would come directly to my house.
I massaged my temples, mapping out the chaotic web of my current reality. Escaping one monstrous threat only guaranteed a visit from an equally terrifying force of nature.
It felt like choosing to fight between Gojo and Sukuna as Jogo.
With another heavy sigh, I just accepted my impending fate. My mind pivoted sharply, driving my thoughts away from political nightmares and toward the terrifying anomaly she had mentioned.
I needed to focus on discovering the hidden power buried beneath my surface, which was most likely my Sacred Gear that I still hadn't awakened yet.
The mystery of this revelation gnawed at me.
If a devil noblewoman possessing Satan-class power felt sheer dread from prodding my soul, then whatever slept inside me wasn't just a ordinary sacred gear . It was a weapon of mass destruction waiting for someone to pull the trigger.
I must discover it.
I will be facing a Cadre-class fallen angel, who is supposedly on the same strength level as a Satan Class Devil. I couldn't just rely on surprise tricks like I pulled with Hero Faction.
I had to rip whatever that dormant power was out of my soul and wield it before Kokabiel turned my city into a smoking crater.
I pushed myself off the bed, fully prepared to step into into the storm approaching me.
'It seems Kokabiel won't have to wait much longer for his war'
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