Lancelot walked through his village, now slowly thriving; there were 5 huts for the Hares to live in, and the Succubi began constructing their own living space building around the throne room, now two side buildings on the east and west and seemed to be forming a large mansion with the throne as it's the central point.
"Darling!"
Morgana skipped over, leaving the floor as her wings fluttered softly—Lancelot grasped her body in his arm, bringing her into his chest, her slight weight barely noticeable after his transformation.
"Hello, my Queen." He greeted them, kissing her lips and pushing her mouth open to enjoy the taste of her saliva.
While he enjoyed the warmth of her velvety skin, brushing her soft mounds with his palm, enjoying their squishy soft texture and the slight moan from his little demon's mouth as her hands wrapped around his neck.
"Mmmmph~ so forward now... are we going?"
