Chapter 274
Chapter 274
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 274
Chapter Title: Chapter 6-3. Lust
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Asmodeus let out a snicker at Judah's bravado-filled words.
The brief flicker of annoyance she'd felt moments ago vanished in an instant.
"I'm warning you ahead of time, but you'll have to be extra careful not to fall for my charms. I'm not the demon of lust for nothing, you know?"
She leaned her waist forward, shaking it teasingly toward Judah like a prostitute—in a way even a prostitute might hesitate to do. Yet there wasn't a trace of shame in her eyes.
Strangely, watching her like that didn't inspire revulsion. Instead, Judah felt his heartbeat quicken.
What was it? A sense of taboo? The thrill of deriving pleasure from something he shouldn't be doing.
"You'll know if you're up to it once you try, right? I can't even imagine how delicious sex after a hundred years would taste—better than any delicacy. You probably haven't even masturbated all this time, so how backed up must you be? You might cum the second I put it in."
"Hmph."
Asmodeus wore a delighted expression at Judah's provocation.
She gazed down at him with a sultry smile incomparable to Arhil's, sending chills up his spine.
Truth be told, though he'd spoken boldly, she was right—it was mostly bluff.
The smoke permeating the area made him feel like he could go multiple rounds, but whether he could satisfy a hundred years' worth of her pent-up lust was questionable.
Up until now, he'd been lucky with his natural compatibility with Gentia, Isabelle, and Arhil, managing to please them without any refined techniques. He had no confidence he could beat Asmodeus.
But there was one thing giving him the confidence to bluff like this.
The twenty-fourth fragment, Carpediem.
This was his only shot. He didn't know if it would work, but if it did, he could give her an overwhelming surge of pleasure.
Tensing up, Judah approached her, stowing the yakal in his hand into the <Bag>.
His coat was getting in the way, so he stored that too. The rest of his clothes? They could stay on.
"Ng?"
Drawing closer, a sweet scent wafted over him. Familiar yet nostalgic, the kind that made his mouth water.
'Fruity... peach?'
Seemed right. Judah nodded slowly, chuckling in amazement.
What in the world? Was this the power of a fragment, or did all demons have this trait? Over a hundred years bound here, yet she looked not just fine—positively healthy.
Her skin gleamed with luster, her bones were sturdy, her joints flexible and relaxed. No buildup of waste, apparently, since her body emitted that sweet peach aroma. It defied logic.
'Her body's actually rotting under there, and I'm just hallucinating, right?'
The thought crossed his mind, but he shook it off.
He sensed no such signs, and all his senses confirmed it was real. Above all, the <System> didn't lie.
Relieved it wasn't an illusion, Judah locked eyes with Asmodeus, who stared down at him from the altar with burning intensity.
"What are you doing? Hurry up and get up here. I can barely hold back. Let's start already, yeah?"
She hadn't even been touched yet, but her impatience showed as she writhed with a coquettish voice.
If not for the chains, she'd have pounced like a beast.
It had been ages since the initial sealing that being bound felt this frustrating.
"Don't be scared. I keep my promises. You know what a demon's promise means, right? If you satisfy me, I'll lift the seal and won't do a thing to you. At least in that moment—no, for today, really! I swear, nothing."
"You'd better."
"Yeah! So come on up already."
Haa— haaa—
Asmodeus nodded, her breathing growing ragged.
She was that desperate.
This was pure torture!
Right in front of her was a man ready to plunge something thick and hot into the hole that had gathered dust for over a century.
Drip! Drip!
Her body knew it too. Love juices overflowed from her mound, where peach-colored pubic hair neatly framed it.
Threads stretched long between the plump, tightly closed labia.
'Amazing.'
Judah was incredibly aroused. He knew without touching. He knew without looking closer. Her body was in full heat right now.
He couldn't feel this with the mana-forged avatars. Avatars were just puppets—he needed a soul for these sensations.
Her inner walls were probably in chaos by now.
Mucous membranes contracting and releasing, mixing with the flowing juices to form sticky webs like real spider silk.
'Ahh...!'
She believed this young man would pierce through it magnificently.
As the demon of lust, the anticipation of the pleasure to come made her laugh.
Her body burned. Like it was aflame.
'Ahh...! Look at that. Oh my!'
Judah's bulging pants promised no small size—at least by her standards, it passed with flying colors.
Unable to contain herself, Asmodeus rose onto her tiptoes and lowered repeatedly.
Haa! Haa!
She desperately wanted to urge him on but held back somehow.
Or so she thought—it was an illusion.
Though she tried to calm her overexcited state, her impatient body kept rising and falling on her toes, clenching and unclenching her toes.
As Judah eyed the altar's width from below, preparing to climb, he caught sight of it.
'Whoa, am I secretly a sadist? I just want to tease her.'
He didn't say it aloud, but the atmosphere had his heart pounding, fueling his own excitement.
The altar was about 50cm high—not too tall—and wide enough for two or three people to play around on comfortably.
"Eek."
He made a casual noise, feigning nonchalance as he moved to climb up, when suddenly her waist entered his view.
It wasn't threatening, so his reaction was slow.
Peach scent flooded his nose intensely, something brushed him, and hot, moist flesh touched his lips.
Hah?
He exhaled in surprise.
"Hnngh!"
In that instant, a melting moan escaped her as she shoved Judah backward.
Off-balance from trying to climb, he stumbled back, wiping the sticky residue from his face with his hand.
"......"
Love juice. Her vulva had smacked his face. Her clitoris had hit his nose dead-on, and her soft, plump labia had pressed against his lips.
To think she'd launch such a surprise attack right as he was climbing.
Judah looked up at Asmodeus with dumbfounded eyes.
"Hii...! Hiiih...! Wh-what is this...! It's... amazing...!"
Oblivious to having pushed him, she trembled her hips wildly with half-lidded eyes, dripping more from her aroused slit.
"You came from just my breath? For real?"
Judah was as stunned as Asmodeus. No way— even so, climaxing from such a simple stimulus? They'd reach dozens, maybe hundreds of peaks at this rate.
"Hoooh."
Indeed.
Judah nodded with an exclamation of admiration.
If he could declare victory in this state and hypnotize her with Carpediem? Amp up her sensitivity to the max—couldn't he satisfy her lust then?
Subjugating her would be ideal, but as a subordinate of the seventh lord—Artemia, was it?—that was impossible.
He wouldn't aim for subjugation, but hypnosis should be feasible.
"Haa. What are you staring at? Hurry up. Climb back up and touch me. If just your breath does this...! When you touch me for real... when it goes in, it'll be even more incredible! Haha, this is amazing!"
She laughed.
She, the demon of lust, had maintained her ego for a century in seal-induced forced celibacy, and now she felt herself plunging headfirst into pleasure.
She'd considered masturbating with an avatar but saw it as admitting defeat to the bastards who'd sealed her—too prideful for that.
"Celibacy isn't so bad? No wonder priests hold out like that."
That explained why corrupting angels with lust had been easy.
Asmodeus shoved aside the old memory. Nostalgia wasn't important now.
"Judaaaaah~"
Had his name ever been called so sweetly, so stickily? Her voice evoked that thought.
Climbing onto the altar, he met her eyes as she giggled "Ufufu," tilting her head playfully despite the chains.
"You're just gonna stare? Feel free to handle my body however you want. Hurry and show me that bluff from earlier. I'm really looking forward to it, got it?"
"However I want?"
"Yep! However you want. Anywhere. Mouth? Breasts? Front, back—holes are holes, use 'em all!"
She swayed her body seductively, then leaned her head toward him, inhaling his scent deeply.
"Haa, seriously... amazing...! How long's it been since I smelled a man...? Wanna kiss? Let's kiss. It'll feel so good, kyaha!?"
Judah gripped the tip of one of her full, elastic breasts hard.
As she licked her lips and teeth, seducing him with sultry eyes for a kiss, a scream-like moan burst from her.
"Hauuuuugh!"
So sensitive.
He twisted the nipple lightly again, and her thighs quivered delightfully, as if her legs had given out.
Her eyes glazed over briefly, like flashes of light from pleasure sparking before her.
"No, I'll decide what we do. So behave and wait."
"Huu, huu!"
Panting with her tongue lolled out like a dog, she nodded in ecstasy.
Whatever worked. Playing along moderately seemed like it'd be fun.
"Good! But I won't be satisfied with this much. Go harder. Do whatever you want with me—play with me like your toy."
She stuck out her tongue.
Its tip barely grazed Judah's lips.
She wriggled it desperately, begging for a kiss.
Obliging, Judah pulled her close.
"Hnnggggh!"
Pressing tight against him, he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her.
========== Author's Note ==========
1) Hehe. Is this how it's supposed to be written?
It's tough. Really.
Give me some power! Super power-up....
I'll fix typos after school tomorrow...
2) Some of you might skip the scene. For those folks, I'll wrap it up as fast as possible!