Caught in the succubus magic, the shade of desire in his face grew just a little deeper, and he was being stripped of his reason.
"Ma... ry...!"
"Hee hee... It's fine... I'll take on all of your lust for you, El... Because, no matter how dirty it is... no matter how ferocious it is... if it comes from you... if it's part of you... I'll offer myself up to it gladly... "
"Mary...!"
"Kyaaah! "
As he shouted that word, he drove his hips ferociously into me.
The sensation of his cock gouging the flesh of my vagina violently, and without restraint, was different again from what I had felt in cowgirl position.
I could not say unconditionally which was better, but I was certain that both felt good enough to shake me to the core.
I was once again immersing myself in sweet, sweet sex, the sensation of my becoming his strengthened by the totally different, fresh enjoyment.
—I could hear the clear, refreshing chirping of bird from the direction of the window.
I was on top of El, thrusting my hips, in a room illuminated by the warm light of day.
No matter how well he had trained his body, it was impossible for him to continue to exert himself like that for several hours at a stretch.
Now that he had exhausted his strength, I had no choice but to do the moving myself.
—Well... it's not as if I don't like being on top, so...
We had tried all sorts of positions after that, and each had been entirely different and fresh.
Any one of those, which were not "superior" or "inferior," but only "different," was sufficient to captivate me.
The sense of immorality that came with doggy style; the closeness of lotus position; the instability of standing position; the relief of missionary position: if only El would revive, I'd want to try them all again.
—But... right now... it's more important to take care of El's sexual urges... I suppose...
I wasn't still thrusting my hips like this, even now that El could no longer move, just to vent my own lust.
Unlike El himself, his cock, into which I had poured my succubus magic, was still overflowing with energy.
To look after it, still strong and showing no signs of wilting, was my current proposition.
—Still, I won't deny that some of my own lust was mixed in...
I was the same in my desire for time with him to embrace each other and love each other like this.
The desire to make up for how long I had been parted from El, and ended up hurting him, was also in me.
Surely it was for that very reason that this sex, which satisfied his feelings and mine, El's lust and a monster's lust, was so luscious and so wonderful.
—Thump thump...
"Nna... ah? "
The moment my thoughts reached that point, I could hear a knock from the room's only door.
When I quietly turned my gaze to the clock, I realized quite a lot of time had gone by without my noticing.
At the very least, the time for the early morning training imposed on the high-class soldiers was already long passed.
This knock doubtless belonged to someone who had come to look in on El after he had failed to turn up for the morning exercises.
—And I was just getting to the good part, too...
In my heart of hearts, I felt irritated by that boorish intrusion into my happy time with El.
He looked exhausted, breathing heavily underneath me.
El was still a human, and he had been made to make love with a monster for an entire night, so surely that was as natural as could be.
It was nowhere nearly enough to make up for ten years yet, but... it might be as well to give him a rest around now.
—Besides... Lady Druella had told me to increase our numbers...
Increase the number of our comrades in order to change this country into a land that will be easy for you and Elt to live in.
Having recalled Lady Druella's words, I put force into my legs and gently pulled myself off El's rod.
Clear fluid was clinging to his cock, had been released to the outside world for the first time in several hours.
Still brimming with strength, it was twitching as if to draw attention to itself.
Perhaps it felt lonely at being separated from my cunt, with which it had been together for so long.
After rewarding that adorable behavior by planting a kiss on the glans, I laid hands on my own recklessly discarded clothing.
—After all, I'll only look like this... for him...
This suggestive appearance that Lady Druella had bestowed on me was entirely only for arousing my beloved El.
It certainly was not for exposing my skin to the rabble, to say nothing of appearing before others with my teats and my secret place, which were for him, on display, which was out of the question.
To bite through my tongue and die would be somewhat preferable to doing such things for any reason except to protect him.
I quietly stood up from the bed and moved towards the dresser mirror.
—...Alright. Maybe something like this, then?
After making certain that my appearance was proper, I silently drew the sword at my hip.
The long sword I had received from Lady Druella was pitch black, even the blade, as if it were made out of darkness.
A familiar, syrupy fluid was dripping from its tip.
Surely any opponent, no matter who they were, would come to realize how wonderful monsters were if they were cut with this sword, something about which reminded me vividly of a penis.
Having made sure of that, I approached the door, where the intermittent knocking continued, and stretched out a hand to the knob.
—Now then... I think it's time... I got going...
Just like that, I slowly opened the door, ready to cut down the obstacles that sought to get between him and me — the people I had once believed I must protect — and...
—And then, the curtain rose on the events that would afterwards be known as The Fall of the Holy Kingdom.
The End.