Chapter 33: Pure Heart
Chapter 33: Pure Heart
At first, it was mere curiosity. Through her acquaintance Lena, she had learned of a new Demon Lord candidate from the Lust Demon Race. It was intellectual curiosity regarding a rare case—a male who possessed the power of a Lust Demon.
That curiosity soon transformed into arousal. Her heart had raced from their very first meeting. It reminded her of the time she had just left her tedious hometown in search of a place to stay and ended up devouring a boy who had only just reached adulthood.
Dark hair, bright eyes, and a face radiating a freshness unlike her own kin, who all looked like pretty-boy gigolos. On the day she first discovered the pleasure of adultery, she felt that this was her true calling.
To use her body to subjugate those overflowing with the confidence of youth, turning them into pathetic men who fawned over women.
Much later, she joined the Demon God Cult to pursue this more easily, comfortably, and systematically.
After building her influence as a nun and becoming a priest, she eventually altered the regulations to suit her whims. For the past hundred years, she had tasted every young man in Lakeside who caught her eye.
By injecting the pleasure of sex into their bodies, they became faithful servants of the Demon God Cult, and she rose from a mere cathedral nun to the position of Bishop.
She had enjoyed such delicacies for a long time, but eventually, boredom began to set in. Plucking fresh buds was still enjoyable, but it no longer held the same thrill or sweetness as before.
Once she realized that even the most delicious thing eventually becomes tiresome, everything felt futile. She needed a fresher stimulus.
Not just a male to use as a sex slave, but a spark to bring vitality back to her dull life.
And from their first meeting, she was certain. The boy before her was the new stimulus she had craved so desperately.
Using a request as a pretext, she gave him two tasks: reforming a nun and interrogating a prisoner.
The boy, who had supposedly been trained by Lena, treated women with a newfound sense of independence and initiative. To her delight, he handled both headaches magnificently.
Watching his ability and talent made it difficult to restrain herself. So, with Lena’s consent, she devoured him. She could proudly say it was the finest delicacy she had tasted in years—no, decades.
His cock, so small it was almost pathetic—barely the size of a finger—was perfect as a toy. A cock that failed its primary purpose of impregnating a woman, a disqualification for a male, produced the most amusing reactions the more she teased it.
Conversely, the 24cm giant penis that only a handful of superior males possessed grew even larger; its length, girth, and shape were the ideal cock she had only ever seen in her imagination.
Furthermore, the dense demonic energy wafting from his cock was armed with a pungent scent that stimulated the instincts of an elf with high mana sensitivity.
So, she teased him endlessly and engaged in messy, carnal sex in response to his pleading demands. The more their bodies intertwined, the more her body felt fulfilled. The freshness and intense stimulation she had longed for arrived simultaneously.
When she embraced him with uncontrollable maternal instinct, her womb trembled. For the first time in her life, the impulse to continue her lineage was engraved into her. She wanted to make him hers.
Driven by that impulse, she eventually made a request to her friend. She told Lena to make him give up being a Demon Lord candidate, promising to make him happy here for the rest of his life.
"Jaejin possesses Elise's Factor. He is someone who can carry on the legitimate bloodline of the Demon Lord, and you want him to give up now? That’s ridiculous."
Naturally, her friend fiercely protested and rejected the proposal. Normally, Sinclair would have let it end as a joke, but this time, she was greedy.
"Is that truly Ginger’s happiness? He would be much more comfortable and happy staying with me."
"Are you saying that in front of me, a Lust Demon? No matter how great you are, Sinclair, you can't please Jaejin more than I can, and I'm a High-Rank Lust Demon."
Every attack was met with an immediate counter. Amidst the verbal sparring where neither side intended to back down, familiar footsteps echoed from the entrance.
"I'll see if that's true, Lena. If I win, Ginger—no, Jaejin—is mine."
"Fine. Then let's ask Jaejin's body directly."
As Jaejin rounded the corner, a sleep magic spell was cast toward him. With zero magical resistance, Jaejin fell into a deep sleep instantly and collapsed to the floor.
She liked the sleeping boy's appearance even more after the Lust Crest had been engraved. Having transformed into a small body that fit perfectly in her arms, he was a delicacy that reminded her of her first act of adultery.
Licking her lips, Sinclair began to seduce the awakened Jaejin, leading to the current moment.
"Stop doing hard things like being a Demon Lord candidate, and just have feel-good ejaculations with Mama. How about it?"
Buried between her breasts, Jaejin's cock was flopping like a fish out of water. Despite his body's struggle to ejaculate, the moment of release never came.
His lower body, controlled by magic, was already reaching its third climax, yet he could not achieve a satisfying ejaculation.
She would drive her opponent sexually without pause and then offer an irresistible proposal. By opening a path as if they had a choice from the beginning, the opponent would fall into the illusion that it was their own free will.
Sinclair calculated that hundreds of men had succumbed to sexual subordination through that illusion, and Jaejin would be no different.
"I... can't... I promised Lena. I'm going to become the Demon Lord of the demons."
Her expectations were betrayed in an instant. Sinclair, who never expected a flat refusal to come from his lips, could not hide her flustered expression and asked again.
"Jinnie, you're just a human who can't even use mana properly, right? Even if you become the Demon Lord with a body like that, it'll only be difficult and painful. It would definitely be happier for you to live with Mama... with me."
"...That might be true. But I felt it after coming to the Demon God Cult. Demons and humans can become close, just like my relationship with Lena. We're creatures that aren't all that different."
It was a statement that lacked a bit of dignity considering his cock was buried in her cleavage, but Jaejin calmly conveyed his thoughts to her.
Sinclair knew what he was trying to say. He was a spoiled brat who wasn't even that good at sex, but he was a respectable man who took responsibility for his words.
"You said it before. You said if I become the Demon Lord, I can reduce the blood spilled between us. I don't want the people I've met to suffer the damages of war."
"That was just a convenient excuse I made up to devour you, Jaejin! What I truly want isn't something like that...!"
She knew from the start it wouldn't work. But in just two weeks, her possessiveness had grown too large to ignore. Even knowing it was impossible, she wanted to make him her person.
"Thanks, Sinclair. Thanks to talking with you, I was able to steady my heart. I appreciate your offer. If you were the first person I had met, I definitely would have accepted it."
"That's unfair..."
She was jealous of Lena, who had met Jaejin first. She was jealous of the fact that they were halves who shared an incomplete ability. She was envious that they had a bond she didn't possess.
Even in such an advantageous situation, the fact that the one he chose wasn't her, but Lena... made her jealous.
"Uh... don't cry. It makes me sad too."
"...It's my first time. Being dumped by a man."
The scene turned strange as Sinclair began to cry. With her breasts pinning down his pelvis and her chest cradling his cock, the tears streaming down her face didn't exactly make her look like the protagonist of a tragic romance.
For now, he had no choice but to stroke her head and comfort her. It was quite ironic to be comforting someone much older who had almost devoured him today, but...
"Sinclair is more of a romantic than you'd think. She still hasn't been able to forget the first person she met."
"A-Ah, no... Why would you say that, Lena?"
Lena, who had approached without making a sound, suddenly dropped a bombshell about Sinclair.
"Sinclair might think of it as a brief moment, but she spent a full 30 years with him and even had a daughter."
"Talking about him all of a sudden... it's embarrassing..."
"Wait a minute. So Sinclair was a married woman with a kid...?"
"Yes. From what I've heard, she spent 30 years building a family with a man named Benny, then spent 30 years protecting her chastity after joining the Divine Cult. And she's been a priest for 100 years since switching sects to the Demon God Cult."
Then all the maternal instinct Sinclair had shown was based on experience? And the person he had been clinging to and calling 'Mama' was an elven married woman...
"Really, Lena, because of you, Jaejin is thinking strange thing—s?"
"Hyuk...!?"
Suddenly, Demonization began to progress. Without knowing why, the cock that had grown larger within Sinclair's cleavage was poking against her chest.
"Why is this happening all of a sudden...?"
He could sense instinctively that the two women hadn't released any demonic energy. From experience, there was a specific strange sensation when demonic energy entered his body.
Spontaneous Demonization was also supposed to be impossible since he couldn't draw out demonic energy even now that the Lust Crest was engraved. Or at least, it had been until just now.
"Jaejin, you didn't... get turned on because you heard she was married, did you?"
"N-No... there's no way I... would..."
He had no words to refute Lena's suspicion. Realizing that the maternal instinct Sinclair had shown was real made a part of his heart throb.
Hearing the story made him feel a pang of conscience as if he had done something he shouldn't have, yet at the same time, it was strangely arousing.
Lena smiled meaningfully while Sinclair looked embarrassed yet pleased. Even though he had crossed the final wall that hadn't broken, Jaejin couldn't be entirely happy because of the reason behind it.
"I thought you'd hate me because I'm an older woman, but I'm happy you like it so much."
"Y-Yeah, maybe because Sinclair is an elf, you're incredibly young and beautiful..."
Right, it was better to praise her appearance and escape being branded with a strange fetish. However, the atmosphere grew stranger with every compliment.
In contrast to Sinclair, whose expression was shifting from joy to full-blown heat, Lena stared at him with a pout.
"My goodness~♡ Our Jinnie was really holding back his desire to do it with Mama. Mama will let you have a feel-good ejaculation with her breast blanket♡"
Sinclair, making no effort to hide her flushed body, rubbed her breasts against the cock that was touching her chin and took the protruding glans into her mouth.
The combination of the soft texture of her breasts and the mucous membrane of her lips, along with the powerful suction of her oral cavity, immediately overwhelmed the resting cock.
The cock, which had been repeatedly denied release, quickly built up the urge to ejaculate, sending pre-cum onto her lips.
"Do you feel like you're going to cum? Ejaculate right into Mama's mouth pussy♡"
Sinclair urged him to ejaculate while watching his reaction. His arousal hadn't stopped for a while now. If he had heard this story before her proposal, his resolve might have truly wavered.
"I can't hold it... I'm cumming...!!"
Splurt! After the fourth climax, the pleasure of the long-awaited ejaculation made his hips lift. Semen poured into the elven Mama's mouth. The seeds she couldn't catch in time flowed down the corners of her mouth.
Even while coughing, Sinclair gulped down the semen he had sprayed into her mouth and wiped the excess from her lips with her finger to eat it. She opened her mouth to show him, proving she had consumed every drop.
At that lewd sight, blood rushed to his crotch once more, and his cock quickly regained its pre-ejaculation vigor. Seeing its lively state, Sinclair stood up with an ecstatic expression.
"I'll stop trying to keep Jinnie here. Instead... so that I can give birth to a child who looks like Jinnie, will you spray lots of semen into Mama's baby room?"
Placing a finger-heart made with both hands over her lower abdomen, Sinclair tempted him to engage in mating in the truest sense of the word.