Lakyus stood beside the bed, facing Beryl. Evileye lay collapsed nearby, and he was tending to her.
"So? Why were you out there?"
"I-I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to spy..."
Lakyus hurried to explain. Her body had been strange since the frog-type incubus swallowed her. She'd gone to Evileye for advice. Evileye wasn't in her room, so she'd come here, thinking he might know something.
"...And then I heard Evileye's voice from inside..."
When she finished, the man's expression turned thoughtful. Had she disappointed him? Did he despise her? Her chest tightened, and she changed the subject.
"But I was surprised... you and Evileye, lovers-"
"No, we're not lovers."
"...What?"
She blinked. Lakyus had been raised as a chaste maiden, but adventuring had taught her that physical relationships without romance existed. Still, she never imagined Evileye would accept such an arrangement. Yet the reality was undeniable-they'd been having sex. Why?
"The incubus poison is cured through sex. Evileye came to me for treatment."
"I-l see..."
That made sense. Or rather, she chose to accept it. If that reasoning were true, it suited her purposes better.
"Th-then... could you treat me as well?"
She wanted to share in it-the aching body, the man she desired, the coupling she'd seen so many times in dreams. All of it had stripped away her reason.
"You don't need treatment. It'll heal with time."
"I-is that so? Then... um..."
She thought desperately. Nothing came. Her cleverness worked against her-she accepted his logic as correct, and every thought only reinforced not doing it. She knew she could cast aside her pride and beg, but if he refused, she wouldn't recover.
She agonized, agonized, agonized-
"Even so... would you treat me? If you don't mind, that is..."
Her aching body forced the words out, no excuse needed.
"...I don't mind, but are you truly sure?"
"I-I won't take it back... please?"
"...Very well."
His hand touched her nightclothes. Slowly, gently, he undid the fastenings and removed them. Her underwear slipped away too. Her firm white skin was exposed, breasts spilling free.
"H-how do I look?"
"Good. Beautiful."
She'd never thought she could be happy to hear her body praised. But with someone she liked, she could.
His hand touched her breast.
He stroked gently, admiring her body.
The same caress from her dreams. She smiled and looked at him. An expectant gaze-and he answered, bringing his face close.
They kissed. Not lovers, just bodies permitted to each other-yet he slipped his tongue in as if confirming love.
Slurp, suck.
"Nn nn...."
Their tongues entwined greedily while he kneaded her breasts.
Her body had been thoroughly developed in dreams. Now just having her breasts fondled aroused her.
"Haa ah ah."
Just tangling tongues made her ache. Far better than her earlier masturbation. If kissing felt this good, adding masturbation would be even better-so she found her fingers at her sex.
She masturbated while her breasts were kneaded and they kissed. Pleasure from every part of her body, her pussy secreting fluids. She hoped to come like this-and then their lips parted. A bridge of mixed saliva hung between them.
"Ah..."
As she felt the loss, his fingers traced her pussy.
"Nn, ah."
Thanks to her own touching, her loosened passage accepted his fingers.
"Prepared enough... can I put it in?"
"Y-yes. It's fine..."
With her permission, he pushed her down and pressed his cock to her entrance. Large-exactly as in her dreams. She swallowed hard.
Then she heard rustling. Sheet sounds. She looked-
"E-Evileye...?"
"Lakyus... so you came too."
Her comrade, who'd been having sex with him moments ago, was watching.
"Th-this is... um..."
She tried to think of an excuse-
"Nnah...."
His cock entered her pussy. Mid-sentence, he drove deep. His glans struck her cervix, and her hips convulsed. Seeing this, Evileye smiled with composure.
"Fufu, you look like you're feeling good, Lakyus."
"B-because... eh."
Her walls felt every ridge of his cock. They squeezed, unwilling to let go. Evileye looked satisfied-and the man glanced at her.
"Keno was like this too, just now."
"Th-that's not true."
"No need to be embarrassed..."
Keno-the name felt odd, but Lakyus had no room to question it.
"...Lakyus, I'm moving."
"Yes... p-please."
And so the long-awaited sex began.
"Nn nngh."
With each thrust, Lakyus's large breasts swayed. Evileye's expression grew complicated.
"Beryl... do you prefer women with bigger breasts?"
"Hm? If she's cute, breast size doesn't matter."
He answered with composure, but Lakyus had none.
"Ah aah."
He gripped her hips and thrust from shallow to deep. The long strokes sent pleasure through her, convulsing her body.
"Keno, help Lakyus feel good too, would you?"
"Y-yeah... I don't mind, but..."
"If you help, I'll give you plenty later."
"Fine. Don't forget your promise."
Evileye sat above Lakyus's head and reached down to her swaying breasts.
"Aah, Evileye, wait, my breasts are sensitive..."
"I know. You were moaning plenty earlier."
Her comrade kneaded her breasts while the man she loved pounded her pussy. The unreal situation brought mind-melting pleasure. Then Evileye's fingers found her nipples-
Scratched with nails. Lakyus twisted, and Evileye smirked.
"So Lakyus is weak here."
"Th-that's not-"
"Nnah aah."
Attacked above and below, her mind neared collapse.
"Nngh ah aah."
Beryl's glans struck her womb repeatedly.
"Hi guh...."
Her consciousness scrambled, muddled. Too good-she'd go stupid.
"Well, that's enough... Evileye, you can stop helping. Get ready."
"U-understood..."
Her breasts were released. She thought the pace might slow-
He gripped her hips and fucked her in earnest. She grabbed the sheets, legs spasming, crying out loudly.
"Aah wait... too rough."
She moaned, trembled, panted. She knew she was a mess and had no way to hide it.
"Ohh aah no."
The sex she'd longed for in dreams. The cock she'd always wanted. It felt exactly as she'd imagined, proving her wish fulfilled. Pleasure struck her like a blow.
"I'm coming, I'm going to come, coming."
Wet bodies slapped together like applause. Lewd sounds, lewd voice, her brain ravaged by pleasure. In her vision, Evileye appeared.
"Ohh hoo, ah...."
Evileye was masturbating to their coupling, desperately fingering herself. Semen leaked from her pussy.
Lakyus envied her-but then remembered she'd soon receive the same, and smiled.
"Ah love, love, love, I love you love...."
Confessions she couldn't make sober slipped out.
"I love you too, Lakyus."
"Th-that makes me happy..."
Watching his cock move in and out, Lakyus wore a blissful smile. Between them, Evileye spoke up anxiously.
"Wh-what about me? Do you love me too?"
Lakyus understood that feeling painfully well and had no complaint about the interruption.
"Of course. If I didn't, I wouldn't be sleeping with you, Keno."
"I-is that so... I see..."
Receiving his affection, Evileye smiled sloppily. He kissed her, tangling tongues.
He kept moving his hips even while kissing. It felt like multitasking, but she didn't mind-she was grateful he was servicing both of them at once.
"Aah feels good...."
The thrusts gradually increased in speed and force. Lakyus felt pleasure, her hair and breasts swaying.
"Aah no I'm coming coming coming coming."
Unable to endure, she convulsed-
"I'm c-coming."
She squirted as she climaxed. Her body twitching, he pulled out. Her entrance twitched, she writhed, and wet herself. The sheets were soiled, but the heavy orgasm burned through her too much to care.
"Keno."
"N-next is my-"
Before Keno could finish, he pushed her down and thrust in.
"W-wait, so sudden."
He drove deep in one motion-
Spurt.
"-ah aah suddenly, inside... ohh."
He came inside Evileye's depths. Held tight, unable to move, she received the semen he hadn't released during sex with Lakyus. Lakyus watched, stunned. Evileye was being filled, and she hadn't been.
Why? Why Evileye? Why not me?
-x-X-x-
"Wh-why her...!?"
"Keno is a talented mage, so she can make it so that she doesn't get pregnant. You're different, Lakyus."
I said this while pushing deep into Evileye's small body and came again.
"W-wait, my pussy isn't a semen trash bin, ahh."
Semen spurted from their joint. Lakyus held her breath.
She fingered her just-orgasmed pussy, gritting her teeth. True, that much semen could impregnate her. Pregnancy meant responsibility for a new life. Carrying the child of a man she wasn't even lovers with-not desirable for the Aindra family, for the leader of Blue Rose, or for herself.
Splurt.
"Aah, inside again."
And yet she wanted it. Even casting aside her principles, she wanted it. The conclusion the usual Lakyus would never reach-she reached it, driven by desire.
"Nn haaah, Beryl, don't suddenly come inside."
"Sorry... did you hate it, Keno?"
I pulled out my cock glistening with cum and her love juice, and Evileye sat up.
"I-I didn't say I hated it..."
Semen leaked from Evileye's entrance like incontinence. Enviable. She wanted to be filled. Evileye was enviable. She wanted to be bred in earnest.
"B-Beryl..."
"What is it, Lakyus?"
"I want... I want you to come inside me too..."
Lakyus spread her pussy lips with her fingers, showing her entrance. Twitching, she displayed it and begged for his mercy.
"Didn't you hear what I said?"
"N-no, I heard you! I heard, but... please, I'll take responsibility..."
She begged desperately. If it was his child, she'd bear it. She wished for it-
"...No. If you get pregnant, I'll take responsibility too. So don't say that."
"B-but..."
Tears welled in her eyes as she looked up at him. She felt pathetic, but couldn't stop. Evileye, held by him, turned to him.
"Beryl... if Lakyus gets pregnant, I'll help too. So please, her as well..."
"Evileye..."
Loving the same man, yet she supported her. Grateful for Evileye's generosity, Lakyus looked up at him.
"Please... please."
At her desperate plea, I exhaled shortly.
"With that much... I can't refuse. I'll keep you company a while longer."
"Th-thank you..."
"Is that something to thank me for?" I smiled wryly at her gratitude.
-x-X-x-
"Aah aah ah."
Lakyus's arms held, taken from behind. My cock rubbed different places than before.
"Feels good, love it, love."
Each thrust brought dull pleasure echoing deep in her belly. Her thoughts blurred, nothing else mattered.
"I'm coming, coming again coming."
Her arms were held, so she couldn't escape. She twisted, but couldn't break free.
"Aaah aah nngh."
She could only moan under his earnest thrusts.
"Aah aaah coming coming coming...."
Her breasts swayed obscenely as I slammed into her. Pleasure exceeded her body's limits—
"Coming...."
She climaxed, convulsing. Simultaneously-
Squirt. Splurt.
"Ah... aah...nn."
I came inside Lakyus. He'd ejaculated many times tonight, yet it was still thick and plentiful-pumping heavy semen into her. Splurt...
"Ah... inside... it's coming..."
Her depths filled with semen. As his seed flooded her body, her heart filled too. He pulled out.
The friction at her entrance drew a moan. Semen leaked from her pussy opening. She collapsed on the bed, catching her breath. Her heart pounded as if about to burst.
Keno grabbed my arm.
"N-next... it's my turn, isn't it?"
"Keno... you really do love sex.
"That's not it! It's not that I love sex... it's..."
She pressed her fingers together, embarrassed.
"I-I just love doing it with you..."
Lakyus found the gesture slightly calculated. But she doubted Evileye would be so scheming. Probably genuine.
"Keeno, you shouldn't say things like that."
"Eh? Wh-why?"
Confused, Evileye was embraced and kissed forcefully.
Unable to voice anything, Evileye's mouth was ravaged. At first confused, she quickly melted into ecstasy.
"Ha, haa...."
When I finally released her tongue, she was thoroughly undone.
"Because this happens. I lose control."
"Th-then... it's fine to say it..."
"...I see. So that's how it is." I smirked and grabbed Evileye's hips-
Bang!!
"Ohh."
I slammed my cock in her tight pussy. Evileye, pushed onto her back, convulsed.
"Aah ohh nnoh."
Moaning obscenely, Evileye was being fucked.
"Kuh aah aaaah."
Her hips gripped; she received intense thrusts. Watching, Lakyus drooled and moved above Evileye's head.
"Aah Lakyu-nngh S...? ohh."
Lakyus reached for Evileye's breasts and pinched her nipples.
"Nnh you-wh-what are you doing eh."
"Returning the favor... you're weak here too, aren't you, Evileye? Your nipples."
"Th-that's not...."
Nipples pinched by Lakyus, pussy pounded by me.
"Aah firs-ohh ho."
Evileye convulsed intermittently, her pinned body jumping. She was coming from too much pleasure.
"Ohh ohhh ooooh."
I didn't stop. Lakyus didn't stop licking her nipples.
"B-Beryl wait I'm coming I'm coming wait-*
"Ohhhooo."
Lewd sounds echoed from the semen-and-fluid-soaked honeypot. She came again and again, but it didn't end.
"Lakyuuus stop stop it."
"No. Right, Beryl?"
"Hm? Ah... yes. Just keep playing with her until she's satisfied."
"Ohhhooo oh ohh."
Lakyus smiled over the moaning Evileye.
"I'm about to come inside, Keeno."
"W-wait a moment let me rest-
Evileye was making beast-like sounds now. Lakyus pinched and pulled her nipples.
"Ohh ohhhooo."
Finding Evileye's climaxing face adorable, Lakyus stroked her chest. Then-
Splurt.
"C-coming oh ah ah coming."
He came inside Evileye again. Lakyus marveled at how much semen his body contained-but didn't question it. She only watched Evileye, convulsing on her back, and felt envy.
"Lakyus, can you still go?"
"Eh..."
I wasn't satisfied yet.
Lakyus considered her body's condition-her pussy convulsing from repeated orgasms, her clitoris swollen.
"Ah..."
She couldn't anymore. Her body said so. But-
"... Of course. You can fuck me until you're bored... no, would you hold me...?"
She prioritized desire.
On her hands and knees above the supine Evileye, Lakyus was taken from behind again. But this time, their bodies overlapped.
Lakyus kissed Evileye, tongues entwining, while I ravaged her creampied pussy.
Tongues tangled with Evileye, pussy gripping my cock. Lakyus's whole body felt good-she might melt into them.
"Aah aahhh."
Three bodies mingling, about to dissolve.
"Nn fuu fuu."
"Heh ahe...."
Semen and fluids, sweat and tears, mixing into a mess-
Splurt, splurt.
"Aah aaaah... coming coming."
The two felt incredibly happy...
-x-X-x-
Evileye and Lakyus were desperately licking my cock. A peculiar sweet scent filled the bed. The low-level incubus poison should have been cured by now, but they'd apparently been affected by my fluids instead.
Slurp, slurp. Suck, suck.
They licked competitively, looking up at me with fawning eyes. What a sight. I stroked both their heads, and they blushed and smiled while they cleaned his cock with their mouths.
-x-X-x-
The next morning.
After the two returned to their rooms, I stared at the wreckage of my room and was speechless. Soaked, sticky, utterly destroyed.
I summoned Lazlo, who'd been nursing Clementine, and had her clean and restore the room-code for destroying evidence. She scolded me: "Mother is bedridden, and you're having sex like this..."
I didn't rebuttal. I hadn't intended to. And the cause was the Violation Toad Lazlo summoned!
-x-X-x-
I informed the members of Blue Rose that I would be leaving the capital to handle a request requiring some travel. Blue Rose, however, couldn't leave—they had to guard the capital against demon remnants and deal with the aftermath.
Momon the Dark Hero-Momonga-and Narberal were also returning to E-Rantel.
Along the way, Silver Wings was promoted to adamantite. Their performance against the demons and various other contributions had been evaluated highly. It felt like hitting the level cap in a game: satisfying, yet strangely empty now that the objective was gone.
When I told Blue Rose he was leaving, Evileye clung to me with surprising force. Lakyus, conscious of the others' eyes, didn't protest as strongly, but Evileye threw something close to a tantrum. When we'd first met, she'd carried herself with far more maturity. Now she acted her look. Gagaran eventually grabbed her by the scruff, and she settled down like a cat.
It wasn't a final farewell. I would return often. Still, adventurers lived dangerous lives. Next time we met, one of them could be dead. That was why she hadn't wanted to let go.
But I couldn't stay in the capital. There was too insufficient.
I said my goodbyes. Clementine exchanged words with Brain and Climb. She'd grown rather friendly with them. Then they left the capital behind.
-x-X-x-
Now I, Clementine, and Lazlo had gathered in a room on the Ninth Floor-Clementine's room, technically. By definition, it was my "concubine" suite, a large multi-person chamber with several smaller rooms inside. At present, only Clementine used it. One of the empty bedrooms saw occasional use by Belial-for purposes other than sleep.
It was, in any case, ideal for a group gathering.
"So starting today, Silver Wings is off for three days."
Clementine, seated across the large table, responded with a lazy "Yaaay."
"During the break, you have the right to monopolize me. You've been busy lately, so consider it a reward."
"Monopolize... Belial-sama, what does that actually let me do?"
"Anything."
I sipped the coffee my little daughter had brewed, grimaced at the bitterness, and added several sugar cubes.
"Anything?"
"If you want to go somewhere, eat something, I'll do my best to make it happen."
Nazarick had the wealth and military strength to make most things possible. Not everything, but most.
"If there's something you want me to do, that works too."
"Ehh... that just makes it harder."
She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes, thinking. I told her there was no rush-three days was plenty. She nibbled a financier. Nazarick's food was consistently excellent.
"Then what about you, Belial? Isn't there something you want to do?"
"This is a reward for you. It doesn't matter."
"But I'd rather do what you want together."
Lazlo smiled warmly from the side.
"...Erotic things?"
"That's what you come up with after all that thinking? Are you planning to get fucked senseless for three days?"
"I won't deny being perverted or lecherous... but no, that would genuinely break your body."
"So it's not that you can't."
Clementine underestimated an incubus's libido. This body could keep going for a month, not three days.
The sex drive was like hunger after a day without food-constantly roaring. I was fine for now only because I'd recently exhausted Hilma of Eight Fingers and Edström of the Six Arms after they'd been summoned to Nazarick. The two had been brainwashed into sex slaves and were presumably working hard in the rebuilding capital.
"Besides, erotic stuff is just an incubus racial trait, right?"
"Partly. Some of it is my own desire."
I hadn't been a sex addict before the transfer, but there was still the normal libido. Not everything could be blamed on the race.
"Then as Belial, not as an incubus—isn't there something you want to do?"
"I can't think of anything."
"You're way too dried up. Then—" Clementine planted her hands on the table. "—why don't we look for something together? Hobbies and stuff. It'd be good for you. Let's walk around Nazarick."
That wasn't a bad idea. Searching for something I wanted to do felt unnecessary, but touring Nazarick with Clementine didn't. So we set off, Lazlo accompanying them. Belial didn't remember every facility in Nazarick, so her help was essential.
The Ninth Floor had everything: a spa resort, a shot bar, tatami rooms, wooden flooring, a planetarium, a boutique, even wedding and funeral services-rooms born from the guild members' jokes and obsessions.
Their first stop was a darts bar. I invited Clementine to play. Both were high-level warriors with ranger inclinations and high throwing skills. Missing a target two or three meters away was impossible. We tied every round. I found it boring, but if Clementine was enjoying herself, that was enough.
"..." Clementine set her dart down. "I'm done. Let's go somewhere else, Belial."
"Hm? You sure?"
"I got bored. It's fine."
I nodded, slightly puzzled, then looked to Lazlo at the counter. "Lazlo, we're moving on."
"Father, I'm still drinking."
"Don't drink in the middle of the day. And don't drink looking like that."
Lazlo was in her little-girl maid form, sipping from a glass. She claimed she didn't get drunk—her "drunk" bad status was resisted. She drained the glass. The demon NPC bartender looked mildly unnerved.
Next was the theater room. Someone had stocked old films. Clementine had never seen a movie, so I avoided anything from the pre-transfer world and chose a sword-and-sorcery fantasy: a knight rescuing a princess from an evil dragon. Classic. Clementine watched transfixed. Lazlo brought popcorn and juice. Clementine loved the popcorn and devoured it before the film started, so I gave her half of mine.
After the credits, I asked what she thought. She said it was good, failing to hide a smirk. I promised to bring her again-there were more films. She asked if there were ones with lots of death, blood, and suffering. There were, in fact, more of those. Horror, suspense, thrillers-Tabula-san had liked them. Some banned-in-civilization films from the pre-transfer world were probably still there. They agreed to watch those next time.
As they left, Lazlo had churros in both hands and one in her mouth. I pretended not to see. She'd given Clementine one, so I let it slide. Still, Lazlo's behavior seemed more childish in her child form despite no change in intelligence. Clementine suggested she was just spoiled in front of her father.
Next was the Ninth Floor general store.
Originally created for atmosphere, it had become genuinely functional after the transfer. Maids used their salaries from Momonga to buy luxuries, and production NPCs restocked. Currency circulated inside Nazarick; almost every subordinate spent their wages there rather than outside. It offered better service, and most never left anyway.
I peered inside. Cosmetics, beauty products, lip balm, nail tools, packaged sweets, women's accessories, small goods, cute bags. More fashionable than he'd expected. The main customers were maids; general maids had the most disposable income.
Momonga and Belial's reforms had given them one day off per week-they'd wanted two, but the maids had begged them not to take away work.
Inside, three maids chatted. Foire complained that break should end soon. Cixous told her not to say that.
Foire envied Cixous's night shift. Cixous warned Lumière that Ainz's duty meant no food and no time to eat.
Lumière thanked her for the insight. Belial made a mental note to tell Momonga to let maids take breaks. He eavesdropped with Clementine and Lazlo. Foire asked why there was no Belial duty. Cixous explained that Lazlo was his official maid and Clementine his legal wife, leaving no room.
Clementine twitched at "legal wife." I hadn't known the maids saw her that way.
Among Nazarick's integrated personnel, Clementine was the only one I had a physical relationship with; I hadn't touched the maids or guardians. So "legal wife" wasn't unreasonable bit It was better for her to be respected than despised.
Foire wished she could be a concubine. Lumière scolded her, but admitted she wouldn't mind. Cixous agreed. They wondered what achievements would be needed to receive my favor, especially since even the Pleiades hadn't.
Lazlo, transformed into her mature maid form, and entered the shop. She scolded them for lacking maid awareness—any conversation could reach a Supreme Being's ears. The maids paled and apologized.
I stepped in and told Lazlo she was being too harsh.
The maids realized I'd heard everything and prostrated themselves, saying they'd die to apologize. Lazlo looked as if that were only proper. I told them to stand, said I wouldn't punish them, and was happier seeing them enjoy themselves as individuals. I only asked that lewd gossip be kept to private rooms. They thanked me with tears. I glanced at Lazlo, who nodded solemnly. I suspected she'd deliberately gotten angry first to create an opening for me to be merciful.
I told the maids I wouldn't regulate their conversations. Wishes could be spoken within Nazarick; freedom was fine as long as no one (Nazarick members) was hurt. So there was no sin to punish. Their faces regained color—then turned entranced and flushed.
Clementine tapped my shoulder. "Hey, handsome. Belial-chan, you're kind."
"You think so?"
"Yeah. I like that about you."
I didn't agree. I just find unnecessary evil action without anything to gain the most useless thing.
The three maids returned with recommendations: Cixous brought a cosmetics set, Foire sugar sweets, Lumière an accessory.
I bought all of them for Clementine. She looked pleased, so the choices were sound. I wanted to reward the maids, but this had been more like a punishment to ease their guilt. I thanked them and left.
It was about time. We headed for the private restaurant Lazlo had reserved.