Indra hesitantly put Vermeil back onto the ground, but she immediately lost all strength in her legs and fell onto her bum.
"S-So good… this is better than anything I've ever written..!"
Keran rolled her eyes as she lifted Vermeil up into a princess carry, transporting her onto the couch.
"You're being such a dramatic little human. It doesn't feel that great..." she muttered.
To the best of her memory, she recalled being bitten by Indra as a slightly painful and sometimes sleep inducing scenario.
She was certain that Vermeil was only behaving this way because she was a massive pervert.
'Still, the nerve of him to just bite her right in front of me! I'm so jealous I could… what's that smell?'
Following the scent of her nose, Keran parted Vermeil's pale legs and looked up her dress, where she found her panties that were soaking wet and clinging to her body.
By now, she had started to feel like the human might not be faking this pleasure.
Which only begged the question of what exactly did Indra do for her to react like this??
It was then that she recalled her ex lover's recent dietary change and she felt like that may have been the reason.
"Darling, what did you-"
When Keran turned around to look for Indra, she realized that he was nowhere to be found.
Lucia was the only one left downstairs and she was staring up the staircase like she was in some kind of internal debate with herself.
"Lucia? Where did Indra and Enyo go?"
"Ah… princess didn't see her grab him by his collar and take him upstairs?"
"No…" Keran was only now realizing she'd been in a deeper trance than she thought.
"I think Enyo was feeling jealous so maybe they're going to… talk a bit?" Lucia guessed.
Keran felt her stomach tie itself into knots as she stared up the staircase like she was locked inside of a frozen screen.
Somehow without even checking, she knew that those two were going to have a special kind of conversation.
"…Want to go listen?" Lucia asked.
"…Yea."
-
As an overlord realm cultivator, Enyo was quite a bit stronger than Indra.
Therefore it was easy for her to literally drag him upstairs into the furthest bedroom down the hall.
Once the two were inside, she slammed the door closed and tossed him onto the bed like a toy; earning a small chuckle from him.
"My Enyo seems upset."
"D-Don't 'my Enyo' me! Do you have any idea how hard it was to watch you drink from that human girl like that?!"
Now, Indra was no longer laughing and he sat up onto the bed.
"I can see I've upset you, and I apologize. I don't know what happened, I was just drinking from her normally and then all of a sudden-"
Indra's words were cut short as Enyo flew on top of him and pinned him back down onto the bed.
He was really trying his best to apologize sincerely, but Enyo's jealous anger wasn't allowing him to do so.
But if she was honest, she wasn't even certain what she was doing anymore.
She simply lost herself when she saw Indra feeding from another woman right in front of her.
Why couldn't that be her?!
If only she had blood, she could have been her loved one's only food source.
But because she was a poltergeist, that was something that could never be.
And it hurt her to think like that.
As a result, her inferiority complex was showing itself in the form of extreme aggression and possessiveness.
"Y-You're mine and I won't share you with anyone else, especially not that human girl! You belong to me!!"
"..!"
Indra didn't offer any kind of rebuttal, and instead he was trying to figure out why her words had turned him on so much.
All he knew was that Enyo's desperate claim of ownership over him had flipped some kind of switch in his brain.
When Enyo felt something big and hard poking her bottom, her brain temporarily short circuited before she had a realization.
Reaching down, she placed her hands on Indra's kimono and ripped it open, exposing his bare chest.
In the next moment, she swallowed her own fear and pulled off her own purple dress before she hurled it across the room.
Although as soon as she did it, she almost wished she hadn't.
She could feel Indra's burning gaze traveling over every corner of her body and she covered herself out of instinct.
Since her body was still stuck in the same condition as it was when she died all those years ago, she wasn't exactly the thinnest and she had large breasts and a butt that she didn't believe were very alluring.
And to make matters even more embarrassing she hadn't exactly shaved in quite a while, resulting in a tuft of black hair sitting atop her garden.
Panic and fear set into her mind and she started to crawl off of him so that she could go somewhere find somewhere quiet and die again.
But before she could, Indra turned the tables on her and swapped their positions, allowing him to enjoy the privilege of being on top of her.
"W-What are you- Mmf!"
No sooner had Enyo started to speak had Indra decided to seal her lips with his own.
Since the two of them had confirmed their feelings for each other, they had done this kind of thing quite a lot.
And yet, Indra had never kissed her with such passionate fervor that slowly crossed into the realm of obsessive need.
The way he hungrily went after her lips and tongue with his own was so intoxicating that it made her head start to spin.
Despite the loving assault she was currently under attack from, she recalled Indra's ability to read her mind through direct contact.
'Don't you... find me unattractive..? I-I don't really think that I am-'
'You're the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen, and I have never wanted anything more in my life..!'
Enyo had never heard the prince whom she once served sound so desperately ravenous in all of the time that she'd known him.
And when she realized that all of this desire was being directed solely towards her, she felt her anxiety melting away into the sheets beneath them.
As of right now, she felt for the first time that she belonged to him every bit as much as he belonged to her.