It's been a few days since Stanley has uh, 'welcomed' and started cohabitating with an MGE Lilim. He felt the need to add 'MGE' to her Lilim title for the fact that he has been catching up on earth Succubus lore lately. He did it because Kenkou might have left out some crucial details about Succubi since it didn't mesh with his overarching theme of 'Mamono are the best thing ever and humans should surrender to their gentle if domineering embrace and live a life of carnal sin while immersing themselves in the pleasures of corruption.'
Fucking asshole.
In any case what he found on the earth-based mythology of Lilim and Succubi painted a very sordid picture that would have had him go out and acquire a gun to then shoot Ezraphel with because some of the absolute shit he read…*Shudder* he would not wish upon his worst enemies. Still not even he, with all his skepticism on the Lilim, could believe Ezraphel was even capable of the things he's read. Compared to those hell spawns Ezraphel was like a marshmallow, both physically and emotionally.
The reaction wouldn't have been half as bad if he was just doing it for shits and giggles and/or boredom but when the subject of his research was literally sitting on his couch watching TV it put things into perspective about the world he lives in and the wider universe at large. If a creature from an obscure dark fantasy hentai is real then that means somewhere out there the horrors which he read about might also be real.
…Stanley may have had an existential crisis during his research, at which point he realized he was in too deep and decided not to look at the mythology and instead focus on anime and hentai. Yes this was his field of expertise, where all the god-like cosmic horrors of the 'real' are turned into cute/sexy monster girl waifus. Clearly the hentai/anime industry is filled with modern sages that divine the safer multiverse for our viewing pleasure.
Speaking of which he was going to have to rely on obscure Kenkou notes and all the sites which feature translated MGE content: MGE wiki, Touchfluffytail.org, Anubis.moe, etc. He actually went on one such site which got him a link to more than a few Lilim artwork and guess who was at the front of said picture but the poster girl for the MGE Lilim herself and no he wasn't talking about the one from the biography.
He just about clicked when he was interrupted by near frantic knocking at his office door
"Stanley~"
"Ugh" he groaned "what?"
"I'm bored~" she whined.
"Jesus Christ" he looked up to the heavens.
Of all the things he didn't like about living with Ezraphel, it wasn't how uncomfortable her lewd behavior made him, it wasn't the constant annoying seduction attempts, and it wasn't even the fact that she's literally the hottest woman in the world and he could never have sex with her. No, it was her attitude, for you see Ezraphel wasn't just a powerful Succubus, she was a powerful succubus who was also a princess. If might makes right to mamono (and it certainly does) then Ezraphel not only has the power to do, say and get away with anything in her world she also has the authority to do it.
And despite being depowered and relying on his hospitality Ezraphel can sometimes forget her place and do things which makes her come off as the spoiled princess she most likely is. Case in point, running to Stanley for every single problem or issue she has. Sometimes she does it as an excuse to get close to him, other times it's because she is almost completely inept at the most basic things.
Foreign technology had nothing to do with it either! As annoyed as Stanley is he has paid his dues as a most gracious host and painstakingly taught her how to use the facilities. At least they had something similar enough to toilets in her world because he was not getting into the finer details of plumbing and shit…literally. Ironically avoiding her questions was the exact reason why he went through that whole shtick in the first place.
When she wasn't bothering him with a thousand questions and trying to get into his pants she treats him like a servant. Those instances are the times you could make a case against Stanley for verbal abuse and he was not afraid to lay into her. Call him an asshole if you want but it is damn therapeutic to tell off an obviously spoiled princess and walk off while she stares mouth agape in silence.
He'd feel bad but apparently his words roll off her like rain on a window because she bounces back to her antics again later the same day. And now she's back at it again, causing him more problems than EA in videogames and pissing him off almost as much with it.
Stanley got off his chair, in his hand he had his KWC M92 airsoft pistol. He flipped the safety on and slipped it into the back of his pants waistline while slipping two magazines in his pockets. Before heading over to the door he took up his Umarex Walther SG 9000 airsoft shotgun. It used to be modded with a scope and foregrip, he discarded the former and kept the latter because there is no need to aim with his target and he needed both hands on the gun in case a struggle ensued.
Stanley thought they had come to an understanding when they had that heart-to-heart in the bathroom but apparently Ezraphel was a 'free spirit' that was a slave to her instincts. Currently her instincts were telling her to take Stanley damn near constantly and after one too many close calls in so few days he had taken to carrying with him at least one loaded airsoft pistol at all times. Thankfully after her first experience with them Ezraphel was smart enough not to give him a reason to use them for more than a warning shot.
Cautiously Stanley approached the door, shotgun in the short stock position like he remembered from that YouTube video. Stanley has been catching up on tactical breach and clear techniques with a variety of firearms on YouTube. He approached the door took a breath and pulled it open, leveling his air-rifle shotgun at…nothing.
Stanley didn't panic at the lack of a tall busty inhuman at his door, instead he shuffled to the sides to get a good look down both ways of the hall.
"Ezraphel!" he shouted.
No answer.
'Fuck this'
He went to close the door, well slam it shut really but before he could something caught his gun and a split second later the Lilim materialized before him. She had a wide smile on her face, bent over nearly 90 degrees just so she was at eye level with him and so close that their noses touched.
"Boo~"
"FUCK!" he yelped jumping back.
Something snagged his foot and he fell on his back. Something wrapped around his waist preventing him from hitting his head and lowering him relatively safely to the ground but at the cost of losing his gun. He hit the ground in a controlled fall and Ezraphel straddle him a moment later.
"Fufufufu" Ezraphel chuckled like the devious villain she was and gave his shotgun a distasteful look "none of that now" she tossed it carelessly a moment later.
"Hey! You better hope that thing isn't damaged!"
Ezraphel wasn't apologetic at all "you have more important things to worry about Stanley~" she forced both his hands together and used her tail to tie them above his head "like me~" she purred.
"Get the hell off me you fat biUMPH!?"
Ezraphel plopped her massive mammaries on his face muffling his rather hurtful insult. He struggled impressively for a few minutes but she was careful enough not to cut off airflow when she smothered him so really he was working to tire himself out which was just fine with her. A tired Stanley is a quiet Stanley and a quiet Stanley is a pliant Stanley who she could use to finally get the ball rolling on the intimacy of their relationship.
While Stanley was struggling Ezraphel helped herself to gaze around his 'private room' which she was expecting to be much different. It looked like what a scholar's room might be except more styled in Earth culture. He even had a library though those were not books packed so tightly together, there were portraits of things she could not begin to fathom, detailed and colored figurines lining shelves and at the center of it all was his desk.
The chair looked odd and elaborate, elevated to fit his frame, the desk was made of glass oddly enough and the same machine he had in his room was situated on it. The difference was that this machine looked even more technological than that, with three different screens reminiscent of the television, all showing different things but on one of them was the unmistaken portrait of
"Druella?"
It was a more stylized rendition of her sibling rather than a realistic one but she would recognize that appearance, those jewels and that grin anywhere. Seeing that stylized portrait of her sister on the screen, laying on an orb of Dark Matter, her gorgeous and perfectly proportioned body made to draw eyes to her most prominent features, her devilish features made to incite both lust and fear in others and that lewd yet smug grin, all of it stirred feelings within Ezraphel.
Especially that grin.
To find her sister on the screen of the machine needed for Stanley's so-called work. To know that her Stanley was ogling her sister whilst neglecting and even hurting her made Ezraphel feel many things. Chief among them was sorrow, frustration, jealousy and even inadequacy but at the moment all of that was being overshadowed by her sense of betrayal which fed into her rage.
Abruptly she leaned up to free Stanley's face but before he could even get an angry retort off Ezraphel wound her hand back and…
SLAP!
Stanley's head snapped violently to the side and a massive red mark practically covered half his face "Stanley you…you bastard! Why do you have a portrait of her on your 'screen' when you have me!?" she wailed.
Stanley provided no answers however, his body lay limp, his face was still turned to the side were his red skin was beginning to swell from her slap.
"Stanley?"
He didn't respond but he was alive, even in her anger she held back as even in her magically depowered state she could have snapped his neck at full strength. At the moment he was unconscious and injured.
"Oh no" suddenly her feelings of anger and jealousy towards her sister seemed so small "Stanley?"
Her tail released his hands and she caressed his face, fresh tears pouring from her eyes "I'm sorry" she squeaked.
This moment lasted until a faint *click* was picked up by her sensitive ears and his eyes snapped open. Suddenly began to feel stinging sensations on her side causing her to roll off him with a pained yelp. Stanley scrambled back, airsoft pistol on semi-auto as stinging shot after stinging shot was aimed at her face.
"Sta-stop!" she used her wings to cover her face.
No matter there were more than enough exposed skin on her for him to hit, especially her breasts.
"OW!" Ezraphel scrambled back trying and failing to protect herself.
Click.
There was a lull and Ezraphel lowered her sore wings only to find Stanley hefting a G&P M4 Carbine. He pulled the bolt back, slide the switch from safety to full auto and aimed down the sights.
Ezraphel felt dread, not at the intimidating weapon aimed at her but at the look of the man holding it. Stanley had the look of a man ready to kill, literally kill someone and that is likely going to be her in a few moments.
"S-Stanley" he fired, hitting her directly in the forehead "OW!"
"OUT!" he yelled all the while firing "GET OUT. GET OUT. GET OUUUUTTTTT!"
Ezraphel couldn't have been out of that room faster and she heard it slam loud enough to rattle the walls. She ran into the living room and collapsed onto the sofa. The despondent Lilim curled her body into the fetal position, her wings wrapped around her bruised and trembling body as she cried.