Alazard Fortress was again subjected to torrential rain. Many media outlets say they were in the midst of the monsoon season and experts said Vanadir's weather patterns - even those on Earth - were changing. Everything between the streets and the fields was flooded thanks to the amazing downpour and many were upset.
But nowhere near as disturbed as the real reason for this downpour.
Juliette Roxley looked at herself in the mirror, her reflection barely visible through the flickering candle nearby on the dresser that held the mirror.
She was dressed to kill for tonight. A tight navy blue dress struggled to contain its vivacious curves, but it only served to look painted in its stunning shape. The small handles of spaghetti noodles dug into the supple flesh of her mammoth breasts that nearly reached the neckline of the dress before being held against her chest. You could see the dress hugging the underside of her huge hair and settling on her flat stomach, showing her delicately shaped abdomen. At this point, the deep dark blue fabric fit comfortably around his narrow waist before being stretched to its absolute limits with his hips full of housewife. His hips extended almost beyond his shoulders, which made sense considering the heavy load on his back: that big, round butt that Juliette knew was his biggest asset. Her soft, pasty booty attracted many lustful looks on the rare occasions when she took off her heavy overcoat. At that moment, Juliette considered wearing that thick outfit simply because her big ass could not be fully covered, leaving a view of her thick meat cushions falling for anyone to look at as long as they wished. At least she knew she was in her panties, but she also knew that a small microscopic black panties that disappeared into the neckline of her ass would never defend her sex - a small part of her that she was used to having touched, licked, poked, and already stretched .
Even so, Juliette chose to give up her overcoat. Something inside her told her that this was the right outfit for tonight. This little blue number would clear the air between her and her lover. That would make things right and she would straighten her head.
Juliette knew that Isy-Tristam ... that Tristam would love that outfit on her. It would be his salvation, the only thing that would finally make Tristam grow and move forward in his relationship.
She smiled, or at least she tried. Juliette's big blue eyes looked more conflicting than ever, and even she couldn't deceive herself. His half smile faltered and his shoulders began to shake. This was very difficult. She couldn't keep up with this charade anymore.
While she looked at herself in the mirror, she portrayed all the unpleasant and degrading things she did in the past month. She denounced her beloved, denounced her masculinity and denounced her claim on his body. Juliette knew that she had committed horrible and indescribable acts that would make her lose all respect for anyone who found out, but that was not the worst part ... the worst part is that she enjoyed every second as if it were the last.
Isyrth made her feel things. Things she didn't even know she could feel. He took her to the highest peaks and let her fly into a realm of happiness and euphoria.
However, Tristam was her first love ... when they met, she saw something in him. He was the first person to show concern for her. He was the one who treated her as a human. And when they started dating, Juliette admitted that it was one of the happiest moments of her life.
That's why Tristam deserved one more chance. One more chance to prove that he was indeed Juliette's only true love.
She had to strengthen her resolve. Juliette looked back in the mirror and straightened up. Her best poker expression was needed for tonight and her makeup turned her apathetic expression into a calculating intrigue, if that were possible. Nothing would impress a man more than to have his mind and body measured by a strong and confident woman wearing that small outfit.
Juliette looked at her watch. It was almost time for her to leave. She insisted on meeting him at the restaurant where she made reservations a week earlier. It was an upscale restaurant, which usually disapproved of its unattractive choice of clothing, but in the past month, Juliette learned to care less and less about how people viewed her.
A trait that Isyrth undoubtedly fucked her during her most scandalous and emotional encounters.
Juliette shook her head at that. She needed to clear her mind of the Demon Lord. His presence in your head would only hurt at night. He needed to stay away from his thoughts, unless she-
Ranger!
"Mmm ~" A low, guttural growl pierced the darkness, rising up his spine and down his eardrums to make his cheeks flush and his heart race. The candle on the dresser began to blink more and more, becoming stronger as more movement was heard in the room. "And where do you think you're going?"
Juliette closed her eyes and tried to control her breathing. 'Damn it! He is awake!' Juliette cursed on her head so slowly, the figure behind her was revealed by the warm light of the candle being none other than Isyrth himself!
The previously asleep Demon Lord waltzed behind the woman and hugged her from behind, wrapping his thick arms around her and hugging her. His breath was hot on her skin and she swore she could feel the heartbeat in her own body, hers matching the frequency of the beats to synchronize with his.
She felt so comfortable in his arms, just standing there. In the mirror, she looked him in the eye and he looked back. They were a beautiful couple, that was for sure. Its golden aesthetic certainly increased its blue. His pale skin slammed against his darker, more tanned skin. Her hard, rigid muscles made her look smoother and fatter. Opposites attract, that was for sure.
"O-Out." Juliette told him looking away from his hunger and he hugged her even tighter, pressing his pelvis against her big ass. She bit her lip, feeling her limp beast start to wake up in response to being pushed against her extra padded bottom.
'Oh God ...' She thought to herself when she felt it start to grow and warm, getting even more lodged between her pasty cheeks, making the perfect hot dog. His big, stupid, delicious, overgrown, irrationally large, super hard, extremely fertile dick - pressed against it and made his defenses falter. That fat sausage currently packed in his tight underwear was the bane of its existence. It was the reason for all this confusion, the reason for so many sleepless nights, the reason for so many miles she had to limp, and the reason why she was getting more and more addicted to fucking.
Fingers or toys could no longer do the trick. Because of Isyrth Naberius' large, fat dragon cock, Juliette Roxley developed a sore desire for huge penis and large, swollen balls. He ruined her, distorted her into a queen the size of exuberant sex.
Now she was starting to drool, and her back door started to squirm, suddenly she felt too empty for her taste.
Isyrth tilted his head in confusion. "Outside? I thought we wanted to stay tonight." Isyrth told her, clearly surprised by her return. His hands moved from his slim arms to his flat stomach, moving slowly to the fat globes in his chest.
"J-Juliette has changed her mind. Juliette is going out!" The blue-haired woman persisted, trying not only to convince him of her plans, but also herself.
Her stutter proved to be her downfall when Isyrth once again smiled, seeing that she was weak. "Oh. Okay then." He decided to please her, dipping his fingers in the flesh of his over-equipped jugs. The pale moonlit skin swelled in his hands, forcing its way out of reach in all directions.
He gave two strong squeezes before letting go, letting them fall back on her chest, the force of the movement making them jump out of the blue dress and reveal themselves in the room. Her small, pink nipples went hard as diamonds with stimulation.
Juliette whimpered at the loss of contact, her anus contracting even more against the hard flesh that pressed against him. His warm lips began to press against several points on her neck, making her coo and relieve more in his grip on her.
As he kissed her neck more and more, Isyrth began to lightly pinch his heated meat with his teeth, leaving small bite marks along his swan characteristics. His right hand came down to hold her hot sex, feeling it shiver and vibrate through her panties against his palm. Meanwhile, his left hand took the most important prize: his fleshy ass.
"But did you really think you could leave me without letting me get a piece of that ass first?" Isyrth asked in a low, guttural growl as he generously felt her body. "Do you think you can just dress up like this and not expect me to be hungry?" He questioned her more.
Juliette was now reduced to a jumble of tremors, stammering and blushing as her lover made the most of her. His touch was so good, so primitive. He knew exactly what he wanted and would not stop for anything to get it. Isyrth's lust for her body made her meow and whimper like a bitch in heat.
"JJJ ... J-Juliette i-are j-just g-go-" She couldn't finish the sentence when Isyrth took the right hand that rested on her protected cunt and completely ripped the fine thong! The poor fabric could not resist the powerful pull of Juliette's perfect hips. Then, in a surprising turn of events, Isyrth stuck the soggy floss right in his mouth! Juliette could taste her tasty arousal and the cotton from which the fabric was made.
"Stop talking." Isyrth commanded her. Juliette obeyed instantly, shutting up and looking at him in the mirror with a submissive look. "I will let you go when I'm done with you." He told her, squeezing her left buttock even harder, making her moan and her now exposed cunt gush. His idiot was now fully prepared to receive a long, hard courtesy of that fat cock pressed against him.
However, before he could deliver the beating, Isyrth had other plans in mind. He used his right hand to push her torso down, making her lean over the dresser with her face just inches from the mirror. Here she was forced to look at herself as Isyrth descended behind her, kneeling in front of her big ass.
Despite being weeks in this crazy and hidden case, Isyrth could never get over the sight of Juliette's round, fleshy ass. The girl was positively stackable on the back and Isyrth would only assume that her creator presented Juliette with this great booty gift simply for him to admire.
Isyrth's callused hands groped her fleshy cheeks and groped them hard, pulling her flexible flesh like a baker into dough. Pulling the two fat pads apart, Isyrth could see an unobstructed view of her blinking ass and fluttering flower. His swollen, raw lips wept with sweet nectar and motioned for him to plant a soft kiss on her lower lips. However, Isyrth's attention was drawn to Juliette's tight asshole, the asshole he had fucked, plowed, drilled and stretched over weeks of constant fucking. Not once has she allowed him to use her hungry cunt and not once has he questioned it.
So Isyrth naturally drifted into the hole he was most familiar with. Breathing hard and hot in her slit, Isyrth placed her mouth over her forbidden entrance and kissed her with every ounce of love and passion in her body. His clean, hairless anus moved with his touch and his tongue moved around its edge.
Juliette's hands gripped the edge of the dresser as she looked at her own reflection. She looked so defeated. A deep, hazy red flush covered most of her face and she was already sweating. Her hair, once combed, was disheveled. Gently, his teeth clenched against the strip of lace in his mouth and his lips swollen. Rain Woman could do nothing but move under the man's care. Her mouth opened when a long, prolonged moan passed over her lips as his tongue penetrated her ass, no doubt lubricating her for when he got tired of foreplay and wanted to have what he wanted with her.
With a final thought of Tristam before Isyrth pushed him out of his mind, Juliette silently apologized to him for not coming to meet her tonight.
Hours have passed since Juliette was supposed to meet Tristam for dinner and tell him it was now or never. It was a sickly irony that Juliette could not muster the strength to defend herself against Isyrth's wicked actions to meet the man she wanted to take seriously.
But Juliette would make one last valuable effort. Tonight she would still tell him it was time for him to give himself over to her or leave her alone.
Extremism could not even describe the actions Juliette was taking to finally get some kind of conclusion to this fucked up love triangle, because here in the dead of night, Juliette was sneaking into her house through a window. Home invasion was the only thing Juliette could think of at the moment.
The blue-haired woman found herself in the corridor that led to her lover's room. Juliette got up from the floor and leaned on her wobbly legs, still weak from the time she spent with Isyrth. Her completely fucked-up anus was glazed with the fruits of her labor, but Juliette was sure that Tristam wouldn't notice. After all, Tristam deserved a gift that Isyrth hadn't touched yet.
The few times she was at his house, Juliette made sure to remember even square inches of the place. It worked very hard for her tonight, as she walked through the darkness to his room. When she approached, her skin prickled and her hot breath could be seen in the air.
Tristam's house was astronomically cold. No doubt it was a side effect of his deep sleep that he let his Ice magic run wild in the absence of his conscious mind.
Juliette fought the urge to shudder, trying to embrace the coldness. However, his mind still drifted to the warmth of sharing a bed with Isyrth and the way his arms held her to his chest. His heart burned 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, no doubt.
On tiptoe, the plump blue hair bomb pushed on the door and slowly slid inside. The door was not fully closed, allowing it to slide undetected.
Now, the Water Mage was in front of his lover's bed while he slept on his back with his body wide open.
She bit her lip, admiring her toned body that was only lit by the moonlight that came through the window.
Shivering in the epicenter of the invisible blizzard nearby, Juliette started to slip out of her dress. It was almost tattered and drenched in sweat. The almost transparent clothing slipped from her shapely body and huddled gently around her bare feet when she took off her shoes.
Juliette was now completely naked in the dark room.
If Tristam should be awake while she did this, Juliette wondered how he would respond. However, she would get an answer as soon as she started to act.
The irony of this situation was not lost on Juliette. She knew very well that it was Tristam to whom her heart belonged when she desecrated Isyrth's sleeping body, but now it was Isyrth who claimed her body while she did the same thing to Tristam.
If Juliette was not feeling intensely aroused, she would be ashamed and sorry for doing so. However, drastic times call for drastic measures and Juliette needed to find out if she was willing to trade one man for another. Unfortunately for her, it was not as easy as pulling the petals off a daisy.
Her mind and body had become so distorted in the last weeks of her life that she felt that she no longer understood what love was. She shared intense feelings for the two men, often finding herself thinking about each other when with one.
For Juliette, the grass was equally green on both sides.
Trembling, Juliette climbed onto the bed on which Tristam lay and slid over him. He did not rise from his sleep, not even when she sat on his lap, placing her wonderful ass on his pelvis and sitting down to look at him from above.
"Sad ..." She whispered his name gently, admiring his features as they basked in the moonlight that flowed through the window. The covers on her bed were loosely pulled around her pecs, so Juliette had to gently pull them down and slide over them to reveal more of her muscular body to her.
When her fingertips ran over her stone abdomen, she hissed with pleasure. She always found it insanely hot, despite her Ice Magic. But here he was, lying helpless under her while she was about to reveal her prize.
Juliette bit her lip. His mind went back to its first time with Isyrth as if it were yesterday.
When Juliette reached for his chest to try to wake him, she noticed something very strange.
There was a big tent where his pelvis was.
Leaning her head to the side curiously, Juliette bent down to look at the mysterious bulge. Observing him strictly, Juliette realized that he was almost a foot tall, making him quite difficult to miss.
"It couldn't be ... no, it definitely couldn't be. It would be impossible. Juliette is just imagining things." Juliette started talking to herself, telling herself that what she thought was under the blanket was definitely not.
Even so, Juliette couldn't stop staring. Even though she told herself it wasn't entirely her ... member, she still had that thought gnawing at her head.
Juliette may have loved Tristam-sama with all her heart, she was still a young woman with sexual desire.
Kneeling and moving her face down to his belly, Juliette placed her head on his pelvis next to the tent for a better view. "Wow ..." She dropped her mouth open as she looked at the strange obstruction.
While she was still gaping, Juliette's beautiful pale face burst into a deep blush, just like Sanuki's. No wonder Sanuki was so quick to get rid of this task, how could a girl concentrate when something like that was in the room?
Her pale pink lips started to tremble and her knees went weak. As Juliette looked at him more and more, she began to convince herself that she was wrong in assuming that she was not a member of Isyrth. It was too obscene to be anything other than the Demon Lord's stick.
"J-Juliette wonders if Tristam-sama is so big ..." The blue-haired girl asked herself out loud, moving her head towards Isyrth's legs for another point of view.
The mystery obelisk was not a straight spear into the sky as Juliette originally guessed. There was an arc to that. As difficult as it got, he couldn't bear the weight of his own weight.
"Mmmhm." Juliette grunted, beginning to find her heavy overcoat quite uncomfortable and restrictive. As the rain woman became warmer and more uncomfortable, her curiosity also grew. Now she was starting to wonder what kind of weapon the Demon Lord had holstered in his pants.
"If Juliette is quick, then Isyrth-san won't wake up. Then there will be no problem and Juliette will know what a man's penis is like." This was by far the most daring that Juliette ever was when Tristam was not involved. Lust took over the young woman and now she was about to explore the main object in a man's anatomy for the first time.
Looking at his sweet sleeping face to make sure he was not awake, Juliette pulled the blanket from her legs and placed it on her chest to reveal her shorts. All she needed to do now was to put his shorts down and release his furious erection, so her curiosity would be satisfied, and she would never have to do that again until her wedding night with Tristam.
"J-Just this time ..." Juliette murmured as she grabbed the waistband of his shorts. Of course, Juliette wondered whether or not her actions were noble and just, but she told herself it was okay if all she did was look at it.
Her thin fingers slid against her remarkable abdomen, making her stop for a moment and let her eyes wander over her toned stomach. "Juliette just needs to take a look." Juliette remembered her mission and went back to grabbing the waistband of his shorts ...
Juliette's heart was pounding as the scene played in her mind. This was the first time that she experienced all the art of a man's body. In retrospect, Juliette should never have spied in the first place. She should have been fine alone ...
However, the retrospective has always been 50/50. There was no turning back. There was no escaping that hellish love triangle she was in.
Juliette knew there was only one way out now and she wouldn't be making the same mistakes as in the past.
Letting the sheets fall against her waist, Juliette leaned close to her lover's stooped body and gently laid her head against his breathing chest.
"Sad ..." Juliette shouted at him in a loud enough voice to move him. "Sad ... wake up." Juliette waved.
When he started to wake up, Juliette felt her heart beat faster as she recognized the absurdity of the situation surrounding her premature awakening.
"W-what? Juliette?" The young man questioned when his eyes started to open and his hands landed on his soft shoulders. "What are you doing here? Why were you-"
Juliette laughed softly before pressing a finger to her lips. "Shh ... I can explain later. But now, I need you to do something for me, okay?" She asked him.
Tristam's eyebrows furrowed in confusion and concern. It was understandable, of course, that Juliette never showed such fanatical behavior towards him, usually reserving it for people she feared would dispute her affection.
He wanted nothing more than to ask her why she didn't show up at their meeting, he was sick with worry about her all night. So finally finding her in his bed on top of him everywhere was shocking to say the least.
Still, his concern did not stop him from shaking his head slowly. "O-Sure, Julie ..." He replied softly. "What do you need?" He questioned.
Juliette smiled softly as she leaned back in a more comfortable sitting position on his lap, letting him bask in all the glory of his pale, naked body. Not only was he able to lust after her openly, she took his hands and placed them in the giant mounds of flesh on his chest. She moaned when her male fingers almost immediately sank into his pasty flesh and her nipples poked against his palms.
"I need you to fuck me ..." Juliette confessed.
The man beneath her was absolutely amazed. Words could not form in his mouth. He never imagined that his sweet and innocent girlfriend would make such a request! She was usually so refined! Of course she showed off her body, but asking him to consummate his love for her was totally bizarre. Not to mention that she used such a vulgar term, that he uttered it on more than one occasion, it really made him weird.
But that did not mean that he was opposed. Oh no, far from it. Tristam had been thinking about this day for some time. It was on a list of many other things he needed to tell her. Many important things. However, this could wait, as he now had greater interests on the horizon.
Juliette blushed when she felt his erection start to harden under the slit in her juicy ass. Biting her lip, she teasingly jumped a little, making the man moan when his cock received rather severe attention.
"Fuck ..." Tristam cursed, digging his fingers into her plump breasts even more.
"I think little Tristam likes me ~ Does he want to go out and play?" Juliette purred unusually. For the first time in her entire sex life, she was dominant.
Tristam nodded, biting his lip. "Y-Yes." He told her before looking at where she sat on him. He blushed heavily at the sight of Juliette's bald peach on the top of his thighs. Completely shaved, he shone with juices in the moonlight and caught his immediate attention. His thick, swollen lips popped like a flower in the wind with a fresh layer of morning dew. Soon, he would be inside her.
As Juliette's nimble fingers snuck up in the folds of the covers over her body, Tristam hissed as her nails trailed provocatively along her cold skin. This was the first time he had been touched in such a way that her flesh was almost burning his.
However, he tried his best not to appear sensitive to his girlfriend's eyes, not while she had such an excited expression on her face. This was not the innocent, flushed doll he had bought on dates before tonight, but a lush, hungry succubus that was ready to devour everything he had to offer.
Slowly, Juliette pulled the sheets and discovered her lover's erection. The hair on the back of his neck stood up. His face was numb. All she could feel was her heart beating so slowly, when her new toy was launched at her.
"J-Juliette ..." Tristam groaned when, suddenly, cold air blew over his newly discovered penis that fell to hit his stomach.
Juliette, as much as she tried to deny it, felt her heart sink.
Despite how incredibly excited she was, Juliette was unable to contain the wave of disappointment that invaded her deeply. It was nowhere near as monstrous and scary as a certain Demon Lord. Juliette couldn't help feeling incredibly disturbed by the fact that the man she loved, her boyfriend, her Tristam, didn't get over that rude asshole who fucked her so well that she couldn't feel her legs.
After so much time building it, praising it in her mind and telling herself that Tristam could beat all men, no matter what category, she kept wanting as she watched him pulse against her abdomen.
Her eyes narrowed and Juliette looked at the penis in front of her with unrestrained disdain.
It was meant to be his escape, his new life. How could she forget Isyrth and her big fat dragon cock if that was why she was leaving him? Juliette hated to admit it, but compared to the son of Magic's huge, throbbing pussy hammer, he couldn't even reach half the impressive length of Isyrth.
However, despite her despair, Juliette reasoned that it was worth a try. Perhaps he could still impress you with its durability and speed? Would its more compact size be more pleasurable?
Almost as if Tristam could hear her agitation, he spoke only to irritate her. "Y-did you like it?" He asked, not out of concern, but apparently out of overconfidence. "I was told it is too big." He bragged.
'They lied to you ...' Juliette fought the urge to answer. She didn't want to think about the cruel joke that person played on her boyfriend. Of course, Juliette hadn't seen many sticks, just two now, so maybe Tristam was the right size, but Isyrth just spoiled it? Juliette did not want to think that this was the case, for if it were true that Isyrth was incredibly talented in his pants, then Juliette was a queen sized to a prize bull for the rest of her life.
Hesitantly, almost as if she were disgusted to touch him, Juliette bent down and held his dick in her hand. To her sadness, she could handle it easily with just one hand. He reacted to her touch, immediately hardening even more and turning redder as more blood flowed to him.
That's not how she planned it. This was the opposite end of the dream she imagined. Her first time being intimate with Tristam should have made her dizzy and excited, not regrettable and bored.
While she was not enjoying holding his cock in her hands, Tristam was loving it. His head was pushed back on the pillow and he lifted his hips slightly before pulling them back down. Respectfully, the Ice user began to gently push in and out of her grip while moaning her name.
"J-Juliette!" Tristam sang his name in an unmanly way, making Juliette cringe. It was almost pathetic to see him squirm and squirm just by having her hand around his tool. Still, she let him do what he wanted, because she didn't want to hurt his feelings.
His less-than-impressive cock slid easily in and out of his grip. Its slit dripped a small piece of pre-gum that did well to grease your palm with how thin its substance was. It was nowhere near as thick and thick as the semen that Isyrth discharged in and on it.
The woman who let her boyfriend use her hand was unable to shake off the strange sensation she was feeling. The silence was deafening to her, she wanted to hear him growl primally or something that would send chills down his spine. Juliette needed Tristam to be dominant, to do something with her body. The Water Mage couldn't stand the fact that he was just being accommodating to her hand when she was wet and ready to be fucked!
His hips picked up speed and his penis burned hotter in his hand, signaling what was to come. However, Tristam made no mention of this, not warning her of its climax that was taking place.
Juliette grabbed him a little harder, forcing his appendix and giving him even more pleasure. She would be ashamed of her rapid ejaculation, were it not for her overwhelming relief that it ended as quickly as it started.
Soon, Tristam's medium stick began to fire its load. As before, his performance was not even spectacular. There was no arc in his trajectory, instead, his semen pathetically dripped onto his knuckles in a thin, lucid flow. It looked more like water than baby dough.
"Oh shit ..." Tristam swore, starting to sweat and coming to rest on his back after orgasm. "That was… incredible." He praised.
"Yes ... it was something." Juliette replied dryly, taking her hand from his now flaccid cock and hiding it behind her so he wouldn't see that she was wiping her hand on the sheets of her bed.
Still snorting and snorting, the young man looked at his penis and blushed because it was now soft and lying on his thigh. "I-it's going to be difficult again soon. So we can go for real fun!" He declared quickly, wanting to keep his attention.
Unfortunately for Tristam, he lost his attention the minute she saw his penis.
"Actually, I think I'm going to be going. I have a big day tomorrow and it's already too late." The blue hair bomb explained, already sliding out of it and falling to the floor.
Tristam was understandably upset about this. "W-wait! Juliette! Come on baby, what could be more important than us?" He asked, using his hand to move between them.
Throwing silky hair over her shoulder, Juliette did not look back when she started out the door. "I think I'm going to work for a few days. It has nothing to do with it." Juliette lied not so subtly.
"Juliette!" Tristam called to her, starting to get out of bed when she already closed the door behind her. In the chandelier and without caring, he ran after her. He opened the door to the hall and saw no sign of it, just an open window into the darkness of the night.
BANG!
Tristam flinched when a crash of thunder shook the air he breathed. Soon after, heavy rains began to fall on Alazard Fortress and hit the roof of his home.
His heart was pounding in his chest, not knowing what the future held or even how his past had brought him to this moment. What did he do wrong? Why was she doing this?
"Juliette ..." Tristam whispered, concerned for his girlfriend.
A few days later
Considering that Tristam was fortunate enough to know why she was going to disappear for a few days, Isyrth struggled to pretend she didn't notice her absence. He couldn't even express concern or curiosity for her, unless people started pestering him about why he cared where Juliette went.
Sanuki was acting very strange around him, she always walked away when he wanted to talk like her, whenever he went towards the bar he would go to the kitchen, where he was explicitly prohibited from entering, or would go shopping even if it was over to return from them, briefly she was avoiding him and Izami had not yet returned from his S-class mission and he could not ask Astral for advice. Izami was like a sister to him so there were not many secrets between them.
If he was being completely honest, he didn't just miss sex. Of course it was fantastic, he could do whatever he wanted with her, except pussy things, but he also started to miss her as a person too. He missed her softness and warmth. The small ways she curled up against him and laid her head on his chest as they started to fall asleep and the cute way she wrapped her legs around his. It was all so captivating to him.
For the past few days, trying to sleep without her has been absolute hell. Not that he went to bed with a painful erection that he refused to satiate with his hands, but because there were no nightly conversations with Juliette. She asked questions that he didn't even know weighed on his mind. Before he knew it, he was going to spill everything for her on matters he previously had no opinion on.
Juliette would simply stay with him, listening. She didn't laugh at him when he had trouble expressing his thoughts or pronounced a word badly, he thought he knew, but she laughed at the stupid jokes he made to try to lighten the mood. The blue-haired bomb was such a good listener that Isyrth felt totally safe to speak his mind with her.
"Ugh! I have to stop thinking about her!" Isyrth slapped his hand on his forehead, bouncing the shock to his system that will stir his brain to agree with him. The last thing he needed was to end the day with a hard cock and a sore heart.
Isyrth was walking along the path to his small cabin in the middle of the forest. With Juliette gone for a few days, he had nothing but time on his hands. He had a record-breaking three-day mission sequence, where he completed several lists of class A missions consecutively. Completing nine class A missions in three days was a better mark for him.
Even so, his legs were tired as he walked up the hill. Just above that slope was his home, so at least he could fall on his face on the couch and end the day.
Staggering up the hill, Isyrth's eyes softened when he came into view of his humble abode, only to stiffen when he saw smoke rising from his chimney. His ears detected a noise on the wooden floor, but for some reason his nose couldn't smell it.
"Fucking allergy season ..." Isyrth grunted as he approached his house and dropped his bag outside the front door. His tired body prepared to attack, but before that, he remembered that something very important was still in him. Stopping, he reached into his pocket and took out a small box before putting it in his backpack. He didn't want that item to be damaged ... after all it cost a small fortune.
Not even caring about his own door, Isyrth quickly planted his foot against it and kicked the door almost off its hinges. "Okay, who the hell is at my house ?!" Isyrth barked.
The intruder stopped what she was doing in the kitchen and turned to smile at the owner. "Isyrth-sama!" Juliette exclaimed happily, putting her hands together.
Isyrth, of course, was surprised by this, seeing her for the first time in almost a week made her heart pound in her chest. "J-Juliette! Where have you been ?! I was dying of worry!" Isyrth immediately questioned, although his body moved forward alone and entered the house.
Without even thinking about it, Isyrth came in to hug her. He took her small, sinful body in his arms and hugged her to his chest. It seems that he only realized what she was wearing when he hugged her, as his fingers did not find the fluffy fabric of her old winter coat, but rather, they sank deep into her soft skin.
Looking at her, Juliette had her hair up in a ponytail and an apron covered the front. In addition, Juliette was wearing a rather skimpy brown tank top and short black shorts. He almost pushed her out of sheer shock that she would dress so willingly after being away from her life for so long. Usually he had to really make it clear that he wanted her to dress up like this for him.
Juliette laughed as she was lifted into the air and her arms snaked around the back of his neck, bringing her face to her creamy cleavage. "Oh, Juliette had a little break. Juliette had a lot on her mind."
"The last time anyone heard of you was Tristam, and he told me-" Isyrth was interrupted right there while Juliette waved her free arm in time to stop him from elaborating further.
"Tristam is ... is out of the question." Juliette revealed.
Isyrth immediately set her on the floor while gaping at her in surprise. She didn't even add the honorary title to his name! Judging by the way her skin paled and her eyes averted his, she wasn't particularly proud of that. However, Isyrth was able to hear Tristam's story of pride and exhibitionism and could somehow put the pieces together. Although he should have been elated, his lover was now open to romantic, or even comforting, pursuits, since he could only imagine how difficult it was for Juliette to let him go, but this was Isyrth Naberius. He was focused on only one thing.
"You like my dick a lot, huh?" Isyrth laughed wildly, laughing with both pride and genuine amusement.
Juliette blushed profusely and pouted her thick, soft lips at him. "I-Isyrth-sama! This is no joke! You completely screwed Juliette!" She crossed her arms for him.
Isyrth still laughed as he raised his hands over his head. "Sorry, I take the blame for this. How was I supposed to know that my dick was so much better than his? I thought true love didn't care about size!" He finished the statement somewhat bitterly, his tone full of sarcasm.
The blue-haired Water Mage removed his hair from his shoulder. "Well, Juliette thought you didn't believe in true love, judging by how proudly you played with Juliette's body like a toy." She replied, avoiding the question and pointing the blame back at him.
He didn't really have an accountant for that, she was right. Isyrth didn't care at all about her involvement with Tristam, but she started this whole affair. "You're right, I'll remember that the next time a girl sucks me while I'm asleep."
Juliette's eyes narrowed. "Um, no other girl is going to suck you! You wanted to have Juliette's body and now you have Juliette's body, so that means that Isyrth-sama's body belongs to Juliette too." She stated, throwing her fists down beside her body and piercing it with her penetrating gaze.
The man in front of her was momentarily taken aback by that statement and blushed like an innocent boy who just found out that her crush liked him too. Of course, this surprising image was quickly thrown out of the window when Isyrth recovered and shook his eyes lasciviously.
"So I think we're dating ~" He purred and leaned closer.
However, Juliette quickly raised her hands against his chest and held him back. "Wow! Not so fast, Isyrth-sama. Juliette has just come out of a messy relationship, Juliette doesn't want to rush into things with another guy yet."
Isyrth was visibly baffled by this. "M-but ..."
"Juliette wants your body. That's right. You make Juliette feel things she's never felt before. Juliette loves to have sex with you, but let's take it easy and see where it goes." She explained to him.
The Demon Lord bit his lip. The small rejection hurt a little, but it was understandable. He was trying to speed things up, so it was a good thing that Juliette was the sensible person who put a pause on this case.
"Okay, well. I can go down with this." He told her. "So, what are you doing here right now?"
Juliette gestured to the old oven on the other side of the kitchen. The fire was burning and a tray was inside. "Making you dinner after a long day of hard work." She smiled brightly.
"Wow, Juli, you didn't have to do this." Isyrth waved at her before her stomach started to rumble, giving her her true answer.
Laughing, Juliette turned Isyrth and pushed him toward the old, dusty couch he had. "Go ahead, sit down. Dinner won't be ready for at least half an hour." Juliette told him.
Isyrth laughed with her. "Yes, yes. Give me a second. I need to get my bag and bring it." He said she gave in.
Putting her hands on her hips, Juliette turned and walked to the kitchen to finish eating her meal. Isyrth, while walking outside, couldn't help but watch her perfect ass sway in those criminal shorts.
His bag was exactly where he left it, leaning against the doorframe. Picking it up with his left hand, he bent down and picked up the small black box with his right. Smiling a little, Isyrth opened it and revealed the jewelry ring inside it.
A bittersweet cold spread over his chest. Juliette said she was not ready for anything serious and that caused serious doubts in her mind. Maybe he should have been more direct with his feelings for her and less excited for his body. Maybe then she was more open to taking things to the next level.
"Oh, Isyrth-sama?" Juliette called out from within.
Isyrth quickly closed the small box and stuffed it in his pocket. "Yes, Juli?" He replied.
"Juliette was thinking ..." There was a short pause as she took a deep breath. "Maybe tonight ... you could fuck Juliette in your ... your pussy?"
The Demon Lord smiled. Maybe she was coming back sooner than he thought.
The end...?
Dude… it's finally over. The Water Sinning Witch has finally come to an end. It was a long and scary road, riddled with detours and holes, but it finally came to an appropriate conclusion ... All loose ends were tied (doubtfully?) And there is nothing more to be written.
Tristam got some action at the end, my apologies to him for not having sex with her, but Isyrth still gets the girl in the end. In short, a very sunny end to what is essentially an NTR, right? Anyway, please leave a comment and tell me your opinion not only about this chapter, but about the whole story in general.
See you around!