Chapter 74
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 74
Chapter Title: Demon King's Legion Commander Sage (8)
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"Are you embarrassed?"
Sage nodded.
She'd followed me all the way to the bedroom, begging for praise and a reward, but now that the moment had arrived, her shy demeanor was utterly womanly.
Her short-cropped hair had grown out past her chest, and her boyish face now radiated femininity.
Her breasts were larger than before, and soft flesh had filled out her arms and legs, once armored with muscle.
If I asked whether that was ugly, she'd shake her head.
On the contrary, it only accentuated her womanliness even more.
A woman I wanted to devour again and again.
That was Sage now.
"It's natural to feel embarrassed. First times are always like that with anything. If you want to stop, just say so. We can postpone it anytime."
At those words, Sage shook her head.
"Sage has worked so hard until now. For today, to receive praise from you, my Demon King. So don't stop."
Sage sat beside me and took my hand.
It was the rough, callused hand of someone who'd gripped a holy sword, yet it still felt impossibly soft.
"You've changed. You used to hate me, it seemed."
"Back then, I thought you were a liar, so I hated and despised you. But now I know that's not true."
What had happened in the capital?
I couldn't know, but it seemed Vergio's resurrection and severing the king's head had spurred some growth in her.
"Is that why you're smiling like this?"
"Yes. Hehehe. Now I feel like I can truly relax."
Sage leaned her head against my arm.
Smooth...
The soft texture of her hair brushed my forearm.
At the same time, a burning sensation spread.
This must be due to the divine power she carried in her body.
To retain such power even after complete corruption.
She truly was the hero.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I could hear Sage's heartbeat from here.
Her face wasn't fully visible as she turned away, but her ears had turned bright red.
"Demon King."
"Yes?"
"Hold me."
Sage turned her head and removed her circlet.
With the last symbol of her heroism shed, she gazed at me not as the hero, but as a woman.
Her eyes slowly closed as she tilted her face toward mine.
I gently cradled her head and pressed my lips to hers.
A soft kiss between hero and Demon King.
A union that could never have happened in the original story.
Sage fumbled awkwardly, inexperienced as she was, so I parted our lips slightly and murmured,
"Part your lips. Just follow my lead."
Her face still tilted toward me, eager for more, Sage obeyed and opened her mouth.
Between her red lips gleamed white teeth, and beyond them, her tongue fidgeted uncertainly.
Unfamiliar with the situation, she simply followed my words.
I slipped my tongue between her lips.
Sage's eyes widened, but only for a moment.
She closed them, savoring the instant.
"Haa, haa."
Her moans grew sweeter by the second.
The hero, now a woman, was gradually preparing to become a female in full.
Her nipples, peeking through the slip, hardened.
Today was her reward.
I was more than willing to serve her.
There was pleasure, too, in painting my colors onto this blank slate of a girl who knew nothing of sex.
I looked forward to the day she'd succumb to lust and appeal to me herself.
I teased the firmly swollen nipple with my fingers.
"Aaaah."
Sage's eyes widened at the moan-like gasp.
The sudden pleasure made her gasp for air, her mouth opening wide as her body heated up.
I kissed her cheek, then trailed my lips slowly along her jawline.
"Aaah, Demon King..."
The hero's sweet voice rang out.
She clutched the bedsheets, panting heavily.
Sage moaned atop the deeply wrinkled sheets.
"Haa, haaang."
As my lips descended, my fingers slid down her body in tandem.
I undid the ribbon of her bothersome slip with my mouth.
Smooth...
The ribbon unraveled, and the slip fell open to either side.
Her soft breasts were fully exposed.
"Ha-ut!"
With her clothes completely shed save for her panties, Sage shuddered.
"If you're scared, say so."
"I-It's okay."
My mouth ventured lower.
The last remnant: her black see-through panties.
When I peeled them off, they were soaked with her juices.
"It's embarrassing."
Sage covered her face.
Licking her pussy, I caught the musky scent of womanhood.
Even a hero's nectar tasted like any female's.
"Demon King, it feels weird. Like something's floating up inside me."
"That's pleasure. Nothing scary or frightening about it—embrace it."
"Okay... If you say to embrace it, I will."
She relied on me completely now.
I licked her pussy.
Each time, her hips twitched adorably.
So different from a woman seasoned in sex.
I was having trouble holding back now, too.
How could I?
With the corrupted hero spreading her legs for me like this.
The pressure throbbed in my groin.
"Will you undress me now, Sage?"
Lost in pleasure, Sage looked up at me.
Seeing my bulging pants, she nodded.
"Sage can do her best."
She knelt before me and pulled down my pants.
My massive cock sprang free.
Its shadow fell across Sage's face.
Gulp.
The sound of her swallowing was clear.
"Is this what you used to torment Lady Vivian?"
"You were watching?"
"Sage knows what she needs to. Lady Vivian hid behind the curtain, but I could see your shadow, Demon King."
"Sharp eyes."
"So you're my papa, then?"
"Huh?"
"I heard this is something only husbands and wives do. You did it with Lady Vivian, so that makes you papa... But now I'm doing it with you too, so that wouldn't make me your daughter..."
I stroked her confused head.
"Call me whatever feels right. The title isn't what matters—it's sharing that position together."
"Then... can I call you Papa, Demon King?"
"Sure."
"Hehehe, Papa. Does everyone make those sounds when you put this thing in them?"
"Who knows. Want to find out? Looking at you now..."
Her thigh juices dripped in streams.
"No need for more foreplay here."
I laid Sage on the bed.
Plop.
Lying on the pristine white sheets, she looked up at me.
Awkwardly spreading her legs, she smiled.
"Put it in. Reward Sage. Demon King—no, Papa..."
Not my blood daughter, yet hearing her call me Papa wrapped my body in taboo thrill.
And the object of it was no other than the hero.
The Demon King's enemy.
That hero calling the Demon King Papa.
"It might hurt a little."
I pressed my leaking cock against Sage's pussy.
Squelch.
Her ripe virgin pussy accepted me.
"Eut!"
Sage bit her finger to stifle her moan.
Virgin blood mixed with her juices and dripped onto the white sheets.
"Haa, haa. Papa, just a bit... slower..."
She looked up at me with a pained expression, breathing raggedly, forcing out words one by one.
"Haa, haa."
It must be overwhelming for a virgin pussy.
My size was considerable, after all.
This wasn't my preference.
Sex where I minded my partner's state.
Something I'd never done since possessing the Demon King.
But Sage the hero was my masterpiece, honed over long years of conditioning.
I wanted to savor her that much more leisurely.
The taste of this hero pussy clenching hot and tight around me.
Still buried inside her, I embraced Sage with both arms.
I shifted to a position with minimal strain for her.
Sitting on the soft sheets, I pulled her onto my lap.
"Heung."
Each movement drew groans of pain and pleasure from Sage, echoing in my ears.
I gently held her atop me.
Her soft breasts pressed against my body.
Her pounding heartbeat felt more vivid than ever.
"Haa, haa."
Her ragged breaths slowed, and her pussy began twitching around me as she nestled in my arms.
I did nothing.
Just held her as we sat on the bed.
Sage, astride me, rocked her hips ever so slightly back and forth of her own accord.
Not big or fast movements.
Like a snail crawling—leisurely and gentle.
My cock barely moved, but its firm presence inside her was enough for Sage to feel it.
"Aaaah."
Her moans grew louder, more intense.
Her fingers tightened around me.
"Demon King, Papa, Papa—my body's going weird."
"That's climax. Orgasm. Say you feel like you're about to cum each time it happens. It'll get better."
"Heut! I-I'm climaxing, orgasming... I'm gonna cum, Papa. My body's weird. Gonna cum. Cumming. Cuuuming!! Heut!!"
Just held in my arms, and she came, collapsing against me.
Her inner walls contracted, writhing around me.
Her pussy softly enveloped my cock.
"What am I supposed to do if you cum without me doing anything?"
It was tantalizing.
This gentle pace gave me no real sensation.
Sage sobbed in bliss, but I felt unsatisfied.
"Better now?"
"Yes, Papa."
"Then I'll speed up."
Maintaining the embrace, I thrust my hips.
My arms lifted her body while my hips drove the opposite way.
A position using the bed's bounce, my hip motion, and arm strength all at once.
Thrusting up from my seat, Sage threw her head back.
Irresistible pleasure assaulted her mind.
Pang! Pang! Pang!
Fireworks exploded in her head.
Aaah.
Sage realized.
What just happened was child's play compared to the real thing with the Demon King.
My cock pierced her deepest, most secret place.
Her mouth gaped open involuntarily, moans spilling out.
"Heung, heut, haeung!"
Only then did Sage understand.
Why Lady Vivian had made that face.
Why the warm, gentle Vivian had grinned like a bitch in heat.
She knew now.
"Aaaah, Papa, it feels so good. Does Sage's pussy feel good?"
She wore the same expression now.
Sweat trailed down her cheek.
Her hair danced up and down.
Each time, she saw the Demon King's face twisting further.
Was the Demon King reaching his limit, too?
"Cum in me. Papa. In my hero pussy—pour all your Demon King seed inside Sage."
Why did the sight of the Demon King about to cum in her pussy look so good?
His desperate state seemed oddly cute.
She wanted to see this every time.
A greed bloomed to always surrender to him like this.
Demon King, Demon King.
Papa, who made me a hero.
The Demon King's mana-laden semen flooded Sage's womb.
As it poured into the womb where divine power and mana coexisted, the mana surged stronger.
Sage felt it.
The fullness of mana coursing through her body.
Had she not been the hero, Sage would have been remade into a new body, reborn inhuman.
But her immense divine power blocked it.
Unable to reshape her body, the mana instead rebuilt her knowledge from the ground up.
Her shattered, forgotten past began to restore, piece by piece.
Twisted ever so slightly.
Her hometown Philef became Dibel Forest.
Sage, hero of Aslan Kingdom, became legion commander of the Demon King's army—and the Demon King's hero, Sage.
The moment the incomplete hero Sage fully became the Demon King's hero.
"Aaaaaah."
Drunk on the pleasure of new knowledge taking root, Sage lost consciousness.
A new tattoo etched itself onto her unconscious body, cradled in the Demon King's arms.
A heart-shaped mark on her lower abdomen, over her womb.