'Level up! Level up! Level up!' Like an obnoxiously loud toy, the announcement kept ringing inside Haruki's ears. In this instance, however, the toy was much bigger and fleshier than Haruki himself. Thrusting away at Moriyana, he could feel his mind straying away. Sinking into her gigantic breasts, his hands were coiled with comforting warmth. Just a single glance at her curvy hips and thighs was more than enough to get the blood pumping through his heart.
"Aghhh! Mhnmmm! It's been so long since someone made me feel this wayyy. Aghh!" Moriyana's nails dig deep into Haruki's back, and with her legs wrapped around his hips, she urges him to keep thrusting away at her.
"Master?" Her eyes filled with bitter-sweet longing, Asuka moved beside Haruki. "I can't wait either!"
Sticking her tongue out, she forced a kiss on him. While sliding her tongue in, her hand moved over Haruki's chest. Trying to feel his soaring heart a flame of jealousy ignited inside her.
'I can't lose to this giant tits bimbo!' Determined to be Master's favorite toy, she moved her legs across Moriyana's face so he could only see her while having sex.
To her surprise, Moriyana slid down Asuka's panties and began to tease her by running her fingers along the folds of Asuka's wet entrance. As Haruki's dick continued to piston inside Moriyana's tight pussy, Asuka was forced to break the kiss to let out a sudden gasp.
"Ahhhh!" She squealed.
Stripped of energy from the sudden attack, her knees gave in and so did her hands. Leaning against Haruki's chest, she hadn't even realized how her folds were resting right above Moriyana's lips.
"Are you okay?" Haruki asked, taking a break from thrusting into Moriyana.
"I-yeah I-Ekkk!" Domed under Asuka's skirt, Moriyana pushed her tongue into Asuka's folds and let it caress her inside. "Stop! Stop!"
"Ahaha! Don't challenge me again little fox, " Moriyana replied, chuckling all to herself.
Moving off of her, Asuka stood beside the two covering her face in embarrassment. She felt humiliated not only by the fact that Moriyana was more experienced than her, but also that she managed to taste her entrance before her master.
"I think that's enough for now," Declaring that, Haruki took a look at his screen of stats, "I've gained fifteen levels, and the demon servant count is now two, so that should be enough."
Although Haruki hadn't finished inside Moriyana yet, it appeared that her willingness to become his servant made her one the moment he slipped into her.
"I was just beginning to have fun too," Moriyana's complaint went mostly unheard by Haruki, but Asuka on the other hand seemed annoyed by the remark. "Anyways, should I let my slaves in? The castle needs a lot of repairs."
His eyes still locked onto the screen, Haruki kept scanning through the changes in his stats.
"Moriyana, what's your level exactly? And why didn't I gain any of your abilities?" A bit perplexed by the absence of new abilities, he finally turned to look at her.
Picking up her gown, she gave him a sideways glance.
"The disparity in our levels acts as a protective barrier against ability copying, the more level difference we have the harder it is for lust demons to corrupt or use our drain abilities on our victims," Dressing herself up, she beckoned Asuka to come closer with her finger. "Can you get the zipper please?"
Visibly frowning at her request, Asuka grabbed the zipper and pushed it up in a jiffy. Moriyana's breasts squeezed so tightly under her dress that it was practically a miracle that they stayed in at all.
'Why not just wear something more comfortable?' Haruki wondered, eyeing her assets.
"Moriyana, I want to ask you something," With everything going south, Haruki didn't want to be caught unprepared anymore, and so he had already come up with a plan.
"I may be your servant, but I don't do charity," She replied. Haruki already knew what she meant by those words.
"What do you want?" Haruki asked, grabbing his own clothes from the floor.
"Exclusive authority as a slave trader in your territory," Clasping her hands, she gave him a formal businessmen smile, "In return, I'll answer whatever questions you have, and I think I also have something else that you might be interested in."
Intrigued by what she had to offer, Haruki felt compelled to know what she had in mind. And yet with time ticking with unnerving haste, he decided to push that topic to a later time. Right now, he had to get her out of the room before anyone got more suspicious than they already might've become.
"Alright, now for my question," Pursing his nervous lips, Haruki let out a tired sigh, "What path should I take? I need more power, more resources, and most of all more servants."
"Corrupt everyone," resting her head over the back of her hand, she gave Haruki a devilish smirk, "Start from the village, turn them into degenerates who'll do anything for you, in return for the most minimum of rewards."
Perplexed by her answer, he wondered what kind of reward she was talking about. When the answer didn't pop into his mind, he moved closer and demanded her to elaborate with his stern expression alone. Noticing the strained expression on his face, Moriyana bit down on her lips and leaned over to whisper into his ears.
"Lust, sex, degeneracy, corruption, infidelity, hunger, these are all the tools for a lust demon, and being the first duke incubus, you should be able to turn this empire by the insatiable hunger of its people."
The vision of his future she painted in his eyes, left both Haruki and Asuka panting for breath. It wasn't the lust that made them restless but the inescapable fantasy of power. Taking a few steps back, Moriyana glanced at the two and let out a chuckle.
"I'll be on my way," Turning around, she made her way to the door.
On her way to the exit, the door abruptly opened from the other side. Standing in front of her was Roselia Ironfrost. Holding the door wide open with her arms, she was clad in even more blood than their last encounter with her.
"The queen…our neighbor sent those assassins," That sudden declaration left everyone but Moriyana surprised.
"Dispute over land, wasn't that hard to figure out to be honest," Offering no further explanation, Moriyana left from under Roselia's arms.