Serafall Barbatos reaps the consequences of his actions by stoking Yamabe Yutaka's lust.
~xXx~
Serafall sipped his wine, keeping a close eye on the proceedings. At one end of the table was Nathaniel Lucifer, her husband, smiling as he spoke of something mundane and simple. Beside him was his son Salazar, eating his meals properly. Right in front of them, to Serafall's right, was their current guest of honor, the mortal known as, Yamabe Yutaka, a young man with interesting qualities who until then had led a very engaging life, especially in Underworld affairs. He was known to them through Nathaniel's sister Noelle and for being someone who shaped the course of history around him so easily.
Serafall shivered slightly, the word "cases" sending a wrong impression to her mind. This brought to mind several uncomfortable thoughts, most particularly originating from the dark and perverted parts of his own mind...
Serafall looked to the right and almost instantly caught sight of Yutaka's eyes. They burned so intensely that she couldn't stop a blush from creeping into her cheeks; which she instantly hid by taking another sip of wine. The added dose of alcohol didn't really help much in her case.
The current dinner had been summoned by her husband as a means of thanking the young mortal for her part in saving Salazar from a predicament. The exact circumstances were long and complicated, but suffice it to say that were it not for Yutaka's chance arrival at the scene, the Lucifer family's heir would be in danger.
Yutaka had long helped with Nathaniel's plans, both secret and overt plans, as well as hers in some situations to provoke Noelle, but it was only then that her husband decided to formally thank the young man with a dinner invitation to go. your house.
"It's a pretty small symbol compared to everything you've done, Yutaka." Nathaniel said. "Allow me this light indulgence, I pray."
Yutaka seemed quite polite and gracious in accepting the thanks easily uttered.
Serafall had his own reasons for having a bad feeling. She had distrusted the boy for a long time, especially since that night, and she had always been careful to keep everything serious whenever she came to talk to him. She didn't want to risk putting herself in danger, not trusting her treacherous mind and body to find a way to look foolish despite her best efforts. This was particularly common with a man as young and virile as Yamabe Yutaka as her "opponent". Thus, Serafall kept alert the entire time Yutaka was here at her house, taking care to never reveal anything of what she felt in front of her husband or to Yutaka. The last thing she wanted to do was embarrass herself inside her own home. She kept Yutaka at bay, mustering all of his abilities as a "maid" of the mansion to keep things normal as much as possible. She couldn't even afford to tease him, such was the length of the fine line she had to control.
Dinner finished, Serafall breathed a silent sigh of relief. The first part of the visit is over. Now it only remained for Yutaka to accept a tour of the house. A rather tedious case, and one which the mortal was within his rights to refuse, since he had already eaten. So, that meant the visit could be officially...
"Of course, Nathaniel." Yutaka said happily shrugging. "I would love to take a tour of your house."
Nathaniel was all smiles. "Excellent. It is my firm hope that you will not be disappointed, Yutaka."
Before Serafall could come up with a random excuse to leave said, Nathaniel, her silly and indifferent husband, kept talking. "Serafall, please arrange for Yutaka to receive the best tour of the house.."
Serafall quickly bit his lip, silencing his protest. She really couldn't say "no" now, not without making her husband or son suspicious that something was wrong. And that's not to mention Yutaka's reaction. "…Very well." Serafall said quickly and tried not to look at Yutaka when he spoke in a soft voice, "This really sounds exciting. I will be in your care Milady Serafall."
"I'll wait for you in the living room, Yutaka. You have a drink…" Nathaniel muttered to himself.
Serafall let her husband's words and Yutaka's teasing escape her hearing. She needed to focus. She had to summon every last drop of her willpower. She had to do this, she thought, clenching her fists tightly.
"Thanks again, Yutaka." Salazar said, waving goodbye as he walked back to her room. After the conversation, her equally oblivious husband also apologized, leaving just the two of them in the room. By myself.
"Mhm… I'm under your care… Milady Serafall." Yutaka said quickly.
"...Yes. Very well. Please follow me then." Serafall muttered an answer.
They went up the stairs. Serafall curiously noticed that no other servants were here, her husband had actually taken out all silent watchers for this event. She really didn't know if she should hit him for being such an idiot. Yutaka was so close that she could practically hear his breathing behind her. She tried not to think about him looking at her body from behind, measuring her smooth, swaying buttocks, or her legs, or the slender curves of her body. It was the kind of male lust she was used to now, but when it came from Yutaka, it felt very, uncomfortably different.
"Hey, um... Serafall?" Yutaka curiously asked. "You've been silent for a while now. Wasn't this supposed to be some kind of information tour? To be honest, I was expecting something…"
"Which." Serafall spoke quickly but she didn't stop but hoped her cold tone would drive him away. "What could you be waiting for?"
"Well honestly something, like… err, this portrait is of "some important Demon", this portrait here is of "some important Demon general", or something like this portrait here and "some war hero", you know? You just stayed silent while we're walking, it feels like I'm on death row."
"....." Serafall said nothing and just preferred to remain silent.
"You're not even looking me in the face. I don't know what it's like for your people, but for us it's very rude."
Serafall quickly turned around, smiling stiffly. Although she looked directly at Yutaka, she didn't meet his eyes. It was easy to do, taking centuries of practice. "Welcome, dear guest, to the first stage of our tour. Here we can find historical artifacts collected throughout the ages belonging to the Lucifer Clan. Please follow me inside."
"That's how you say it!" Yutaka said happily, slapping her ass as Serafall entered the "character".
Serafall froze, this was quite cheeky and rude, especially for Yutaka. But acknowledging that would be practically playing his game, which was why she shook it off and continued walking inside, albeit making sure to keep a safe distance. As she continued this farce of a tour, thoughts of her returned to the intimate moment she had shared with Yutaka just a little while ago. It was a pretty embarrassing decision, in retrospect, as she knew full well how Yutaka would react to it. After all, he was a healthy young man and tempting him with something as delicious as her body would make any man made with desire. After all, that had already worked with her husband, a demon she'd come to respect. How could any mortal resist her? Parallel to that, of course, was the question, what the hell was she doing? She was like a lowly bitch, a bitch in heat making all those passes to Yutaka before. She was no longer just playing with him, as she had before; but actively seducing him like a whore. This was beyond her reason. And, unfortunately, the two factors collided into one undeniable fact. An ember of burning desire burned between them, and it would only take a while to ignite. And it was Serafall's responsibility that this never happened, for the sake of their marriage, and her dignity as a proper demon.
"And then if you look over there, you might find..." Serafall said and immediately shut up and stopped talking, her eyes widening as her thoughts drifted back to the present moment. Had she really just noticed that? Yutaka's hand was right on her back, and he was stroking it constantly, as if she were massaging. "... What are you doing?"
"You've been so lost in your own thoughts for a long time." Yutaka said, with a smirk.
Serafall looked away. He was too close to her.
"And I, of course, had my hand here all along. Didn't you ever notice? And why? Because you were distracted? Or was that..." Yutaka muttered with a mischievous glint in his eyes
"Please don't misunderstand." Serafall said, rubbing his forehead. "I was just-"
"And why aren't you even trying to stop me from doing this now?" Yutaka said, interrupting gently.
"...." Serafall was silent, Yutaka was right. Why the hell wasn't she taking him down, probably against some priceless and unmistakably cursed artifact? Why was she just letting him touch her, as if it were just an unimportant issue? Then, with unparalleled audacity, his hand moved from her back to her shoulder, allowing him to wrap his arm around her bottom. He pressed her against her chest.
"Please stop..." Serafall said, voice trembling. "I'm... You know what you're doing right?"
"I'm just giving a beautiful woman what she wants." Yutaka said hoarsely, his voice so close to Serafall's ear. "And I think I know what this little wife wants. You made it so clear that you wanted it."
"That was just your mistake." Serafall muttered his face in shades of bright red. "And I didn't even go far!"
"Aha." Yutaka said, a triumphant look on his face. "So you were looking into it."
"Do not rush." Serafall said with anger in his voice. "Know your mortal place."
"…then why the hell aren't you moving yet?" Yutaka asked curiously. "Why the hell aren't you continuing to tour?" Yutaka approached, his face was practically close to Serafall's. "Why aren't you… stopping me?"
Serafall gasped at the feel of Yutaka's lips brush against her ears as the ghostly sensation of his teeth nipped at her. Serafall bit his lip and squirmed against Yutaka. "No…" Serafall begged halfheartedly. "Nathaniel is..."
"Is not here." Yutaka said firmly, taking her hand in the other. "And we're not going all the way."
"Of all…the way…" Serafall muttered.
"Yeah, it's just a little. Just a little massage. A little exercise. For you." Yutaka was now openly running his kisses against Serafall's neck. She shivered as the contact left little twinges of pleasure coursing through her body. "You are so beautiful, Serafall..."
"Yutaka..." Serafall muttered under her breath, she really couldn't believe what was happening. Here she was in the bosom of her husband's house, at a time when he was right there in the house, even with his own child; and she was allowing this impudent mortal free rein in her body. Yutaka's lips brushed her cheek. Her arms cradled her waist, a touch so bold she didn't even try to break free. Her strong hands now strayed to her buttocks, remaining there patiently for her sign, any sign of refusal When nothing left her lips but a sigh, the man continued. He pulled her body against his. She didn't even protest. She moaned vigorously, like a whore, and leaned further into his heat. Her heart pounded dangerously hard as his hands squeezed her buttocks.
Yutaka rubbed his face against Serafall's cheek, like a cat rubbing itself against something he liked. He continued massaging her buttocks slowly, methodically, while shivers ran down her spine. What happened next was something very natural and easily predictable. Her eyes met for an eternity, then their lips closed in a kiss. She sighed against his mouth and felt her warm tongue gently explore his lips. Before she could help it, Serafall was now determined to kiss Yutaka back, parting her lips to allow him to enter. She sucked on it, their tongues now twitching wildly as wet popping sounds filled the air. His hands, now with permission, continued to explore fully, moving up from her hips to her waist, over her abdomen, then cupping her breasts, kneading the pair over her maid dress.
Serafall felt her nipples get extremely hard, reacting to his touch. "Please…" Serafall whimpered, unable to say "stop" from the delicious, guilty pleasure. Yutaka explored further, deftly inserting his fingers under her dress fabric. One hand caressed the smooth flesh of her breast while the other slipped under her skirt to loosen and tease her pantyhose aside. There, his hand released the rubber bands, giving his fingers full access to her buttocks. He delved deeper, between the smooth slit of her cheeks before sliding gently between her thighs towards her slit.
Serafall gasped, her body tensing as Yutaka's finger pressed against her bare slit, the first man besides Nathaniel to touch that precious place. She shivered beautifully, excited as he ran his fingers over her moistened nub. A second later, she felt him pull the wrap, tearing it until he made a sizable hole, big enough to fit her hand in his crotch, from then on, his hands began to caress her.
Yutaka took long, experienced strokes along her slit, being careful to provoke the parts to which she reacted. Her fingers moved from deep, then around and between her vulva, probing and jerking as he moved upward, toward her rapidly swelling clit.
Serafall was so, so excited. An instant later, Serafall gasped into her mouth, her hands dropping to the nearest wall to steady her trembling body as her knees shook. Her fingers left their mark as he stroked her sensitive clit in short, fast waves. Before she could be ready, a wave of pleasure shattered her mind as an orgasm ripped through her body right then and there.
"Yutaka, oh please... Oh, Yutaka please..." Serafall practically begged. Yutaka kissed her, silencing her orgasmic cries with his mouth. He nibbled and planted kisses on her neck, making her sigh. Her muscular body completely obscures her now, even as he constantly works to undo her body dress. While little buds flew here and there, bouncing like ripe berries until they allowed him access to a couple of really delicious looking berries. Yutaka played with them, pinching her nipples until they became even harder between her fingertips. Then Yutaka pressed her body against the wall, and she could feel the heat of his insistent desire nudging her through her pants. Before she could voice another protest, he kissed her again, opening her mouth to her probing tongue as he continued to roll his fingers over her slit. Another orgasm coursed through her, torturing her resolve with intense, smoldering pleasure.
"Ah, that's a good one, Serafall." Yutaka purred, right in Serafall's ear. "You're really feeling it, aren't you? You need this, don't you?"
"Mmm...Mmmmnrrrgghhh!" Serafall tried to say something and a moment later, she felt Yutaka move and shuffle her feet behind him. She could clearly hear a zipper being pulled down; and the sound of his clothes rustling. Serafall turned his head. She felt him before she saw him; the immense pulsing heat that bar of her flesh gave off, like some kind of hot poker, protruding proudly from her body. It was so big and round. She didn't want to compare her husband, but it was impossible not to in this situation, Yutaka was clearly longer and fatter, and all this being just a mere mortal! "We can't do this..." Serafall begged. "I... my husband..."
"Relax Serafall." Yutaka said in a soft tone of voice. "We're not having sex."
"We will not?" Serafall was embarrassed that a part of her was disappointed to hear this.
"Well…let's see." Yutaka muttered. "For now, let's just take it one step at a time, huh?"
"Ummm..." Serafall muttered and then Yutaka pushed forward until his erection touched her skin. She hissed at the heat she now felt spreading across her skin. Then she bit her lip as his searing heat pushed her between her closed thighs. She had done it to protect the sanctity of her innermost beings from him, but now he was shrewdly exploring, using even the sparse space between her thighs as an outlet for pleasure. And she was leaving. She could feel the manhood, the thickness of his turgid cock as he barely grazed her pussy, barely an inch apart. With a grunt, he thrust forward until her entire length jutted out like a grotesque column of flesh between her thighs.
"Fuck Serafall, you're so soft..." Yutaka said, rubbing her bare breasts with her hands. "You are a very sexy woman, Serafall..."
Serafall gasped, feeling dizzy. It didn't take another moment before Yutaka started to push his cock back and forth, right through the tight, narrow opening of her thighs. She felt the determined strength of his thrusts against her bottom, which gave her great pleasure, judging by the grunts of satisfaction Yutaka made. And, of course, her relentless thrust had him rubbing against her damp pussy, especially her erect clit, which caused an eruption of pleasure in her insides.
"Serafall how can you… haah… deny it anymore?" Yutaka said. "You're so…so wet, Serafall. You're practically dripping, spouting on my cock! No use denying it."
Serafall moaned, unable to deny her words as another wave of pleasure crept up her spine. Her treacherous, traitorous vagina was seeping all over her cock, lubricating it to make it slide even easier between her thighs until they became slick with her fluids. Drops of her lascivious juices splashed onto the carpet, irreparably staining her honorable husband's house with her traitorous excitement. Everything looked so dirty; everything felt so wrong. And everything felt so good. Then she felt Yutaka push upward, digging not just through her thighs, but aiming straight for her wet pussy. Panicked, she pushed at his body, which only served to sink her into his length, until an inch of his tip slipped between her nether lips.
"No... we can't continue." Serafall begged. "I cannot betray him. Please Yutaka."
"If you really didn't want this, you'd push me away, too hard, by the way. The fact that you didn't…" Yutaka said quickly.
"No…that's not…" Serafall tried to say an answer but was interrupted by Yutaka.
"What makes me believe that you Serafall want to put the burden of doing this on me?" Yutaka asked, looking smug. "You want me to start this, and you want me to stop, so you still end up clean anyway. Whether or not you have mind-blowing, intense, sweaty, raw sex today, you'll never want to be the only one who really wants it. What a cunning Devil you are!" Yutaka breathed into Serafall's neck. "But deep down I'm a gentleman, Serafall. I won't, ever, unless you want to. Once again, if you don't like it, please say no."
Serafall clenched his fists against the wall, helpless against her words. In a way, Yutaka was right, and woe to the faithful wife and wonderful mother she should be. Now she was a sex starved bitch, and yet she was trying not to look like that to Yutaka. When Yutaka tentatively pushed the second inch inside, she also did nothing but moan. Then his knees pushed her between hers, and she was mortified that her body instinct was to open her legs, to allow him free access.
"Oh?" Yutaka muttered under his breath.
Serafall could literally feel the smug smile on her face.
"Do I dare?" Yutaka muttered began to rub her glans against her clit, eliciting several moans from her. Then he stopped, though he didn't back down. "But no. I'm a man. I'm not like those others, who dare to take what's not theirs. I'll just continue this Serafall, if you want. So if you don't mind, I'll wait just fine. on here."
Serafall felt, this was agony; pure and sweet agony. Her emotions bubbled up to the point where she was all excited and ready and aiming to move on, damn the costs and consequences. So what if she voluntarily opened her legs to someone other than her husband? He also did it behind her back, many wanted Lord Lucifer's favor, and what was the problem with using his body for that?
Yutaka pushed another inch inside. Her glans was literally closed off by her entrance now, filling her like a plug. "Of course, if you really are determined not to take any responsibility, then here's a suggestion." Yutaka said.
"Heh?" Serafall muttered confused
"Think of it as a way of taking responsibility." Yutaka explained. "For seducing me so many times. With a body as hot as this one, it's not easy to hold back. It doesn't matter if you are married or not. So take responsibility. Free yourself from doubt and let the pleasure flow."
A voice inside her head, small and insignificant kind Serafall, tried to counter her reasoning words, pointing out the many flaws. However, this was a voice that grew weaker and indistinct by the second. She was lost in the burning whirlpool of lust that enveloped her, drowning out the voices of reason in its rumble. And so, Serafall did and said nothing for the next few moments. She didn't do anything when Yutaka got up in her dress, until he pulled her up, lifting her arms and then undressing her, leaving her with only her lingerie underneath. She did nothing when Yutaka sucked her nipples, biting them playfully to leave a possessive imprint. She did nothing, above all, to stop him from putting the rest of his impressive, irresistible length inside her. In one fluid motion, Yutaka slowly slid his cock inside all the way to the base of her, her swollen head parting her folds easily until she rested near the entrance to her uterus. That was it. It was too late for any regrets. She had officially betrayed Nathaniel. She had fallen. For the first time in a long time, she let a new and different penis penetrate her sacred place. Years of faithfulness to her vows had been shed like the skin of a snake, leaving her whole being, mind, body and soul, adrift, exposed, degraded, corrupted. The sheer guilty pleasure of it all made her eyes roll up to her skull as another, third orgasm hit her like a fist. Her unfamiliar cock felt so damn good when she forced her way into her pussy, stretching her hole to its farthest limits. She could feel every bump and vein in her shaft as it methodically clenched into her inner depths. Yutaka's youthful, masculine scent, along with his distinctly masculine presence, served to trap her, drawing depravity from the depths of her mind.
Serafall tightened his grip around him. She wanted him. She wanted him very much. Her full body weight pressed her hard against the wall as Yutaka finally began to move. Her lover started to fuck her.
Yutaka stepped back, then pushed back, allowing his tight insides to adjust and accommodate her unknown size. Her invading cock made her gasp with pleasure as their hips rubbed together, slapping loud and lustful slaps across the empty room.
"Ohhhhh!" Serafall yelled, all decorum as wife and mother discarded. "Ohhh Yutaka! Ohhh Yutaka!" Serafall could hear her own heated gasp as he hit her, harder. She was almost pushing herself back against Yutaka, seeking her own pleasure in his cock. It was as if this moment was making up for all those moments of selfless passion and frustration as man and woman came together to enjoy what had once been just a long, distant promise. Stronger, stronger and stronger, Yutaka moved, faster and faster, gaining more speed, his voluminous cock stretching his hole wonderfully.
Very soon Serafall could feel her orgasm coming. It was so much stronger than anything she had ever felt before. The pleasant wave of climax rushed over her, causing her mind to be painted pure white. "Nnnn Aaaa Hhhh!" Serafall moaned aloud.
"Yes, that's it, that's it." Yutaka said calmly, never stopping pushing despite her pussy clenching hard on his length. Yutaka continued slamming her body against Serafall's body. "Feel everything! Let yourself go!"
Wave after wave of bliss pulsed through her body, each ripping through every bit of sense still lingering in Serafall. Her husband had been unable to give her such a mind-blowing orgasm. She begged Yutaka, over and over, for Yutaka to keep going, to keep screwing her. And every time he obeyed. Over and over again she came, unable to deny the explosion of pleasure his act of love took from her body, pushing her to even more heights of pleasure. Her pace quickened, going faster and faster until Yutaka was almost losing control, rubbing himself crazily into her body. His blows got shorter, faster. He grabbed her hands and held them tightly, as if he were leaning on her.
'He will come inside me.' Serafall quickly thought. And although that thought had repelled her at any other time, the thought that Yutaka was about to ejaculate inside her, that she was going to receive the seed of someone who was not her husband inside, it all made it even more pleasurable and intense for her. . Keeping him from doing that at least, or making him promise to end up outside, never crossed her mind once. All she wanted was more of the same mind-breaking pleasure her soul craved like water in the desert. Serafall clamped down on her length. Yutaka's thrusts lost their remaining control and then suddenly stopped, her entire manly body trembling around her. She felt his breath on her neck, rough and interspersed with beastly growls, even as she felt his cock grow inside her. She felt it throb and pulse, before a wave of heat exploded deep within her. It was indescribably wonderful. She felt fulfilled, soothed, satisfied, as his warm, cool seed flooded her tunnel, completely filling her womb with his seed. Her mind remembered the consequences of this very moment, the very real danger that lay before her and her little womb. Even now, millions of her sperm were swimming inside her, each one ready to impregnate her.
Panting heavily, Yutaka slumped against her body, and the weight was such that the two fell in a pile on the floor, involuntarily stroking without thinking. Her thrusts lessened as his cock's orgasm reached the end of pleasure. Yutaka was kissing her cheek, flicking his tongue to lick up her sweat. They locked their gazes together. An unspoken conversation flashed between his eyes, a conversation between souls. No words needed to be said any longer than necessary.
They did the unthinkable. Yamabe Yutaka had stolen someone else's wife, and Serafall Barbatos committed an unforgivable act for her husband. Why then, was his cock still hard inside her? And why the hell was she still squeezing tightly around him?
~xXx~
"Serafall? Are you here?" Nathaniel peeked into the room, looking around. "Yutaka, are you...
Yutaka peeked around a corner. He smiled and waved. "Hey Nathaniel. We were almost done with the tour. It's been really interesting to see all of your stuff, it really blew me away."
"Oh, very well indeed." Nathaniel replied, smiling.
Serafall quickly appeared behind Yutaka, still with a stoic expression on his face. Serafall slowly nodded to Nathaniel.
"I was quite worried waiting in the living room, you were taking too long, did something happen?" Nathaniel asked curiously.
"Well Serafall kind of insisted on a full tour." Yutaka said with a shrug. He looked at Serafall, who turned to inspect something on the wall. "And I kind of accepted, so we went through all the rooms, with the introduction of who they were or what they were. I was very impressed actually."
"Can't say this is a surprise coming from you Yutaka." Nathaniel muttered and tilted his head. "I am satisfied."
Serafall cleared his throat. "I'm tired, husband." Serafall said with a stoic look on his face. "I'll leave Yutaka with you, husband." Serafall said and quickly walked away quickly, not waiting for Nathaniel's response.
"Ahh... alright. Thanks." Nathaniel said with a shrug, watching her leave. Was it just his imagination or was Serafall walking awkwardly, like she was limping? But she rounded the corner before he could be sure of it. He turned to Yutaka. "Well then, let's finish the day in the parlor as promised, Yutaka."
~xXx~
Inside her room, Serafall sighed. She lifted her skirt to reveal she was no longer wearing pantyhose. At some point, when they were in the third bedroom, using an old coffin as a bed, Yutaka ripped it open, crumpled it, and stuffed it into her pockets. "A small trophy," he stated with a dumb grin on his face.
This left her with no way to cover up the white sperm oozing from her entrance. So she had to content herself with keeping her pussy tight and her thighs together. In the privacy of her bedroom, however, everything came out dripping in large doses, her white seed mixed with her juices. Serafall sighed and shook his head at the mess.
~xXx~
Later that week, Nathaniel would make love to her. And in doing so, they conceived another child. Months later, Salazar's younger sister was born with a healthy head of black hair, quite unlike Nathaniel or Noelle. Fortunately, it was something Nathaniel happily attributed to his mother's blood.
Serafall was sincerely hoping this was true.