Chapter 52: Understanding
Chapter 52: Understanding
Wollyeon had not forgotten the humiliation she suffered at the hands of Jaejin and Lena. Although the entire ordeal had stemmed from her own mistake, she couldn't simply let it go.
The size of the cock she had felt with her own hands and the claim that it had satisfied a tall Red Oni simply didn't add up.
So, she decided to tail them and investigate their movements. If she could prove their actions were a lie, she intended to use that as leverage to hold a weakness over them.
However, the sounds and the flow of energy she sensed through the locked door told Wollyeon a completely different story.
Wollyeon, who could map out a space just by the subtle flow of sound, was peering into the room as if she were looking directly inside. She was witnessing the actions of the two joint Demon Lord candidates, Jaejin and Lena, from start to finish.
That small, insignificant Majin male was crawling on the floor, being trampled by his companion, a High-Rank Lust Demon. It was a miserable sight—being toyed with in a way that was pathetic for both a Demon Lord candidate and a man.
When she saw him prostrating himself, his head stepped on as he appeared to climax, Wollyeon, who had been watching, was the one who recoiled in shock.
"He's completely lost his mind..."
Even Wollyeon had never engaged in such extreme play. She and her husband and superior, Biwon, did everything imaginable in their bedchamber every night to seek pleasure, but this was on another level.
As she remained unable to tear her eyes away, something changed with Jaejin, who was now being held in Lena's arms on the bed.
His cock, which had clearly been only the size of a finger moments ago, had transformed into something the size of a combat dagger. At such a short distance, Wollyeon's Sound Manipulation Art was absolute. There was no way she was mistaken.
"Please come in and mate with the person outside."
At the sound of her being pointed out from inside the room, Wollyeon realized she had been so engrossed in watching the two that she had even let her concealment drop.
Realizing she could no longer hide, she instantly released the door's locking mechanism and threw it open. The room was thick with the scent of semen, the floor drenched in white fluid. There stood the Majin youth, being held from behind by the blonde Lust Demon, staring back at her.
His build was small and frail for a young man, likely due to the Lust Crest of the Lust Demon visible on his perineum. And that massive cock, now obscuring the Lust Crest, was undoubtedly the culprit that had made the Red Oni lose herself.
Jaejin hung his head in shame, knowing that everything he had done up until now had been seen. He wanted to cover his face immediately, but Lena's arms wrapped around him from behind, restraining his movements.
"Mate with me? What on earth are you talking about, Miss Lena? If I simply report the nature of your relationship, your qualification as Demon Lord candidates is over."
The position of joint Demon Lord candidates had strict conditions, precisely because two people were sharing the role. Each had to possess asymmetric power, they had to have complementary personalities, and they had to maintain an equal relationship.
The principle was that none of these three conditions could be violated. A Demon Lord could not have a weakness, and if two people were to compensate for each other's flaws, their combined power had to clearly exceed that of a single individual.
In that regard, the two of them—split between special ability and raw power—fit the second condition well enough. Even their currently lacking martial prowess could be solved with the right ability.
The problem was that the two were not equal. Since two people were ascending to the single throne of the Demon Lord, the risk of the Demon Lord's power being abused or corrupted was doubled.
Therefore, to ensure the power was used correctly, they had to be equals, leading the Demon Race through mutual checks and cooperation. However, these two had entered into a master-servant relationship, breaking the principle of equality.
In other words, the moment this state of affairs was revealed, they would lose their candidacy. Despite this, the blonde demon, who surely knew that fact better than anyone, was smiling with far too much composure.
"Why don't you try being a little more honest with yourself? I'm offering you the best way to soothe that sexually frustrated body of yours."
"Wh-who are you calling frustrated?!"
"I'm talking about you. The silent assassin of the Snow Noble tribe, Wollyeon of the Moon-Shadow Blade. I can see right through you. Your husband Biwon's cock is so small that your sexual desire just keeps piling up every day, doesn't it?"
How dare she slander her marital relationship. Wollyeon should have barked back a denial, but the truth was... it was true. Her nights with Biwon were not satisfying at all, just as Lena said.
"I thought so. Your curiosity about his ability when you followed Jaejin-nim was also driven by that, wasn't it? You wondered just how grand a phallus a Majin of the Lust Demon Race—and one with an enhancement ability at that—would possess."
The size of Biwon's member was only slightly larger than what she had seen on that man last night. With something only that size, she couldn't release the sexual desire that accumulated alongside her physical fatigue. That was why she had tried every method possible.
"I... I'm not that kind of pervert..."
She had changed positions and used toys. She had swapped roles and kicked him, made him climax using only his nipples, and even developed his backside. Even so, she could never be satisfied.
"Be honest. You want this long, giant penis and this man who looks like he'd crumble if you touched him, don't you?"
She had never been able to achieve intense pleasure, nor had she been able to form a powerful relationship of dependency like the two before her.
It was true. The relationship unfolding in this room was the spitting image of the ideal marriage Wollyeon had longed for.
More than anything, she was jealous that Lena had made a man who looked so pathetic and cute her own.
"...No."
"Aha♡ You're denying it, but you can't take your eyes off him. Then, I'll show you something interesting so you can be more honest."
Lena slid her hand between Jaejin's thighs as she held him. Avoiding the erect phallus, her hand reached the heavy testicles—unbecoming of his small frame—and the Lust Crest she had previously imprinted.
"Jaejin-nim, you promised just now, didn't you? That you wouldn't mind if your body changed a bit more to suit my tastes."
"Ah... yes... that's right."
Unlike his reason, which screamed 'no,' his body, defeated by pleasure, nodded and surrendered to Lena. Even if he thought it was wrong, what she thought was always entirely correct.
"Hehe♡ Such a good, obedient boy. Shall we begin then?♡"
The Lust Crest on his perineum glowed. The usual red light shone even more brilliantly, spreading branches outward. As the light source expanded, the Lust Crest emitted a brighter, deeper glow.
The coin-sized, barely visible Lust Crest was reborn in an instant into a fist-sized mark that spanned his testicles, anus, and both inner thighs.
Following that change, he felt his body shrink even further—a sensation he didn't even want to imagine—and his skin became significantly more sensitive to the touch.
Splurt. As the Lust Crest was etched into his flesh, Jaejin's cock bucked violently, spraying semen forward. The white fluid shot out with intense force, splashing onto the ceiling and walls, and even showering Wollyeon, who stood before them.
"There, finished♡ I was worried since it's my first time completing a Master-Servant Lust Crest like this, but I'm glad it turned out well♡ How do you feel, Jaejin-nim?"
"I don't know... I just feel so good..."
As his body grew smaller, Lena's embrace felt even larger. Now, his head was completely buried deep between her cleavage.
And his body had become impossibly sensitive. Every inch of skin touching Lena felt stimulating, reaching a level of abnormal sensitivity comparable to when the Lust Crest was first imprinted.
Finally, he could feel the other person's emotions. Tingles. He felt the trust, love, possessiveness, and lust contained in Lena's gaze as she looked down and scanned his entire body from behind.
And he could feel the emotions of Wollyeon, who had become aroused, intoxicated by the thick scent of semen in the air. Her face was full of jealousy, envy, and longing.
She was jealous of Lena and desired Jaejin's body. She was tired of her stagnant marriage and wanted to fully satisfy her unfulfilled sexual desires.
"Can I... ask one thing?"
"Yes, anything♡"
Wollyeon struggled endlessly between her duty to the Snow Noble tribe—her conscience, cause, and justification—and her sordid, petty, and lewd desires.
All she had to do was walk out and say one word, and it would be over. The reason she couldn't make that simple exposure was perhaps because of a thin hope that this woman she had argued with might be the one person who truly understood her.
"How... did you know about my relationship with Biwon...?"
If she truly, truly understood her—if the scene before her wasn't just a performance but the actual relationship the two had built—then they might actually become very good friends.
"Well, I heard it. A very faint metallic sound that came from Biwon-nim every time he walked, even though he shouldn't have been carrying any metal other than his sword. That's a chastity belt, isn't it? You have quite the exquisite hobby♡"
Goosebumps broke out over Wollyeon's body. Her mouth hung open in eerie shock. She was amazed by the precise observation eye that only a Lust Demon could possess.
"...You're right."
And then, she rejoiced. At the appearance of someone who understood her—something she could never find in the rigid culture of the Snow Nobles—Wollyeon approached with a satisfied smile.
Recognizing the meaning in her rapidly changing expression, Lena stepped back slightly from Jaejin, whom she was holding, and gripped only his two arms from behind.
Jaejin looked at the approaching Wollyeon. She wore a fur-trimmed black jacket and tight low-leg pants that revealed her panty line and pubic bone.
Her leather outfit exposed her toned abdomen, and her breasts were covered in provocative mesh, emphasized by chest belts above and below them.
Soon, her foot, clad in a thin sock, stepped down on his stiffly erect cock. The stimulation of the fabric against his member forced a groan from Jaejin's lips.
With his arms held by Lena, his means and will to resist broken, the footjob—combined with the shame of being toyed with by someone he had barely met—quickly filled his desire to ejaculate.
"Jaejin-nim, does it feel good? Why don't you tell the pretty older sister what you want?"
Wollyeon stared at Jaejin as he listened to Lena's words. The black-haired boy flinched and then looked at Wollyeon. Having his body modified according to Lena's will every time a Lust Crest was etched, Jaejin had become quite the beauty.
"Wollyeon-noona... please let me cum..."
Wollyeon's heart throbbed violently, her preferences hit dead center. She threw off her jacket and climbed onto the bed. Her body, heated up despite living in the extreme cold, locked onto its prey.
A youth from another world with the same black hair as her. The seeds for breeding for survival were better the more diverse they were, and it was good to establish a good relationship with a powerful Demon Lord candidate.
Therefore, this wasn't something like adultery; it was more accurate to see it as a cultural exchange.
"This is just an exchange... so, I'll enjoy the meal♡"
Having finished her rationalization, Wollyeon kissed Jaejin. Sharing their hot body temperatures and exchanging saliva, she rubbed his cock. Splurt. His incredibly weak member instantly vomited out its semen.