Goddess's Melancholy
Goddess's Melancholy
The damage brought to the city by the Sloth Demon God was not as great as expected.
Contrary to Hilda's predictions, everyone had merely fallen into a deep sleep and didn't appear to have been attacked by any demonkin.
After Acedia was exterminated, the city awoke from its slumber in the twilight revealed as the fog lifted.
The Saintess told people that she had joined forces with some mercenaries and used the Sacred Artifact to exterminate the Demon God.
Naturally, she didn't reveal the fact that two Demon Gods had cooperated.
The Extermination Force felt both hollow and relieved that the battle had ended before they could properly fight the Demon God.
Melanie's party also decided to rest briefly and prepare for the next battle.
"Mmmph... Melanie, suck suck..."
"Feels so good..."
"...Ngh."
Melanie, Lili, and Pia were lying together on one bed.
Lili had Melanie's breast in her mouth, suckling on it with wet sounds, while Pia was rubbing her cheek against Melanie's sweat-dampened armpit.
The bed was soaked wet with semen that had been ejaculated not long ago.
While Lili and Pia had fallen asleep after satisfying their sexual desires, Melanie couldn't sleep due to anxiety.
Normally, it would be time for Luxuria's Holy Treatment, but she hadn't been summoned to the goddess's temple for several days now.
'Hey... Luxuria...?'
[...What is it.]
'Are you okay? You haven't been... tormenting me lately.'
[....]
Even when she tried to talk to Luxuria, it was like this.
As if she had lost interest in Melanie, the goddess showed little reaction.
Of course, if that were truly the case, Melanie should welcome it.
But since Melanie had become the Lust Demon's Chosen One, Luxuria couldn't separate from her even if she wanted to.
'The Demon God will awaken soon, aren't you going to ask about the next Distortion we need to eliminate?'
[...I'm sure you'll handle it well on your own.]
'So I don't have to kill the next Distortion?'
Melanie posed a provocative question.
If this statement had offended the goddess, she would thoroughly and persistently torment this insolent bitch and utterly break her.
Though nervous knowing this, Melanie felt she needed to check Luxuria's condition.
Since they would have to coexist for a long time, it would be problematic if the goddess acted outside expected parameters.
[...Do as you wish. It seems things don't go according to my will anyway.]
Surprisingly, the goddess showed no anger.
This fact made Melanie even more uneasy.
'Are you really okay? Is it because of Acedia's suicide... that you're like this?'
[...A sister who had been with me through the rise and fall of countless nations has died. It shouldn't be strange for me to be immersed in grief.]
It certainly wasn't strange.
But for some reason, Melanie felt it was subtly different from grief.
Luxuria, who had been hesitating, spoke again.
[...Avaritia says she has something to discuss with you.]
'Huh?'
The next moment, Melanie found herself standing in Luxuria's temple.
Not naked and bound in a humiliating position as usual, but fully clothed.
Melanie turned her gaze to the throne, but Luxuria wasn't there.
"There's a room behind the throne. Luxuria is there."
Turning toward the voice, she saw a woman with her eyes fixed on a book.
The Demon God of Avarice, Avaritia.
"Avaritia?"
"Luxuria has always been the most emotionally volatile among us. I worry she might cause some accident if she continues like this."
"I feel the same but..."
"But she won't even listen to my nagging. Could you help her somehow?"
"...Even if you say that, I don't know what to do either."
"Just go talk to her first. Something might come to mind."
Hesitating, Melanie slowly moved toward the throne.
Behind the throne was a curtain, likely leading to the room Avaritia mentioned.
But the sounds coming from behind the curtain made Melanie stop.
Squeak♥ Squeak♥ Squeak♥ Squeak♥
"Nghh♥ Kugh♥"
To anyone's ears, it was clearly the sound of someone enjoying themselves.
If she went in carelessly, she'd probably get fucked like a dog and kicked out.
Given that the goddess had enough sexual appetite to ejaculate over ten times into Melanie's womb daily and still not lose her erection.
Even without a masturbation aid, she must have had to find some way to relieve herself.
Melanie thought now wasn't the right time and turned back to look at Avaritia.
But Avaritia looked up from her book and bowed her head as if pleading.
Finally sighing, Melanie gathered her courage and pushed aside the curtain.
"Luxuria?"
"Ngh?!♥ Wh-what is it! Have you finished talking with Avaritia?"
Luxuria, caught masturbating, clearly looked displeased but didn't get angry.
"Why are you doing that alone? Instead of pouring it into me like usual..."
"What is that supposed to mean? As if you're disappointed I'm not violating you. You really are a walking masturbation toy."
"Ah, no! That's not what I meant!"
As Melanie waved her hands dismissively, Luxuria tilted her head.
"If that's not what you meant, then what? You've always wanted to escape from me."
"W-well, that's true but..."
"Then I'll handle it myself, so don't worry about it. Sometimes I want to do it alone too. Ngh♥"
Luxuria began vigorously stroking her cock again.
Given how much Cooper's fluid had pooled on the floor, she seemed to have been masturbating for quite a while, but apparently hadn't ejaculated even once.
Her already huge and robust cock had become desensitized from repeated intense and merciless sex, so the stimulation from her feminine hands alone seemed insufficient.
"Ahem...!"
"...What are you doing?"
Melanie blushed and began hurriedly removing her clothes.
Luxuria looked at her incredulously, but Melanie couldn't meet her gaze directly.
"Y-you're doing that without a toy, so I, I feel sorry for you."
"...How dare a wench like you pity a god?"
"Th-that's not it, I'm your Chosen One... I'm just doing what I should for my god."
Right. If Luxuria continued like this, she couldn't predict how things would unfold.
She had to improve the goddess's mood, so she had no choice.
As she voluntarily became naked, Melanie felt shivers every time Luxuria's eyes scanned her body.
"Ha! You brazen cunt rag... Ahh?!♥"
Squeaksqueaksqueaksqueak♥♥♥♥
Once Melanie became her toy, Luxuria's moans immediately changed.
With this fuckable bitch showing off her lewd body right before her, she couldn't control her excitement and her hand moved even faster.
Her cock sprayed even more Cooper's fluid as if mocking Melanie as a whore.
Melanie felt a strange emotion knowing that in this moment, the goddess's vision and thoughts contained only her.
Her lips kept wanting to curl up, making it hard to control her expression.
"You do hate me, right...? From your reaction, it doesn't seem like..."
"Sh-shut up♥ Ugh♥ Why would I harbor feelings for♥ Hahak♥ a masturbation toy♥"
"...So you don't hate me."
"Shut up♥ How long must I dwell on♥ Nghh?!♥ the past♥"
Melanie raised one arm, spreading her index and middle fingers to part her armpit.
The deadly beauty that could be mistaken for a pussy made the goddess feel like her heart would stop.
"Kguuhk♥ You walking pussy-like wench♥ Hahak♥ Hahak♥"
The goddess wanted to lose all reason and immediately pounce on Melanie to fuck her.
The only reason she didn't was because she would have to sacrifice even a moment of the pleasure she was feeling from her cock.
Having struggled for days without a proper toy, she didn't want to let go of this joy for even a second.
Her frenzied cock had swollen to a painfully crimson red, throbbing as if the veins would burst.
Feeling orgasm approaching, the goddess shook her wrist at maximum speed.
"Aah♥ I'm, I'm about to cum♥ Let me defile you with the god's impure cum♥ K, ugh...!♥"
Bbrrrrrrrrrrr——!!!!♥♥♥♥
"Ayyuk?!♡"
An enormous amount of semen shot out almost in a straight line, scattering across Melanie's body.
Due to the tremendous virility, it felt like being hit by something solid rather than splashed with liquid.
Hot like molten metal yet so sticky that it clung to her body and didn't flow properly.
The thick male scent rising from the steaming vapor made her head spin.
Bbrrrrrrrrr——!!!!♥♥♥
"Ooyuk♥ Khuuk♥ Heuuk♥"
"Nghh, ngh...♡"
The excessively prolonged pleasure of ejaculation wasn't something to enjoy but to endure.
The goddess gritted her teeth and exhaled ragged breaths with each spurt of semen.
So focused on ejaculating, her hand holding her cock had stopped moving.
With each ejaculation, it felt like her very soul and spirit were being drained out.
Her expression had already collapsed like an idiot's, and her eyes kept rolling back.
"Hahak♥ Hahak♥"
"Haight, haat...♡"
Having finally ejaculated satisfactorily after so long, the goddess panted as she looked forward.
She savored the afterglow of orgasm while admiring the obscene sight of the bitch defiled by semen.
Melanie, having inhaled plenty of male pheromones, took deep breaths to calm her body that seemed ready to go into heat any moment.
"...I felt powerless."
"Huh?"
Luxuria, having regained her composure, was the first to speak.
"I thought I could do anything without you, as long as I had your knowledge. But I couldn't save my sister."
"...You couldn't help it. Acedia wanted it that way."
"Didn't you save the Saintess who wanted to die?"
"The Saintess was only threatened by one demonkin, but Acedia was a Demon God trying to kill herself. The difficulty is different."
"You accomplished it with a human body, and I failed with a god's body. I... can't even properly relieve my sexual desires like this without you."
"Why are you really like this? So unlike yourself, almost like you're acknowledging me... It's starting to scare me."
Having never seen Luxuria so despondent, Melanie rubbed her goosebump-covered arms.
"...I was just thinking about the difference between you and me. Whether you wanted to or not, you've fought desperately until now. Meanwhile, I've been excited at the thought of controlling everything according to my will."
"I kind of felt that way but... wasn't it just bad luck...?"
"Hoo... Right. I should shake off these useless emotions. I'll make sure you all aren't bothered by my melancholy anymore."
Afterward, Luxuria returned to treating Melanie like a masturbation toy as usual.
So Melanie didn't particularly remember or recall the day's conversation.
Not until the day arrived when all hope was shattered.