Pleasure That Rakes Through the Mind
"Haa... Unni... do a little more..."
"Mm... mhm... bleh... slurp... suck..."
"Nnh.... Good girl... our unni..."
"Slurp... But Lily... isn't this a little weird...?"
"Hm? What is? It feels amazing."
"N-no... I mean... shouldn't this be something people who are... closer do?"
"Then it's fine, isn't it? Who could possibly be closer than you and me, Unni."
"I... is that so...?"
"Honestly, Unni. You're doing it again. It's okay. After all—"
"We're both girls, right?"
"Ah?"
Slurp— lick—
"Uh. Ah..? Heeek?!"
Sepheer still had no real grasp of what was happening.
Shloop— shlurp—
Th-this is... what is this...
My ear... in my ear...
"A tongue in my eaaaar—?!"
Squish— shlick—
"Hik... hieek..! Hgahk?!"
From her right ear came a sound like a massive wave crashing through.
Every time that wave swept in, an unknown pleasure flooded her mind until she couldn't form a single thought.
"Bleh~ slurp..."
"Y-you!!! What the hell do you think you're doing?! Stop this right n— heeeaak?!?!"
Shloop— shlurp— squish—
Wh-what is this..! It's weird! This feeling is weird!
Demons each possessed their own unique forms.
Some took the shape of monstrous beasts, others resembled beastfolk. And some looked almost human.
The prime example of that was Sepheer herself.
She possessed a beauty that could never be called merely human, yet her outer form was unmistakably that of a human woman.
But no matter how similar a demon's appearance might be to a human's, they were never completely the same.
Even looking at Sepheer alone made that clear. She had a human body, yet the marks of a demon stood out vividly.
Two horns rising from her head.
Bat-like wings spread from her back.
And—
Long ears that could never belong to a human.
"Hooook?! My head...!!! My heaaad feels weeeird?!"
Ordinarily, if someone tried to push a tongue into an ear, the narrow ear canal would stop them from going any deeper than a certain point.
But Sepheer's ears, much like an elf's, stretched long and slender—and the space inside was just as spacious.
And.
Hera's tongue was a little longer than an ordinary person's.
"Slurp... The tongue... it's going all the way in... so amazing..."
"What is this!! I don't know.. I don't know.. I said I don't knooow!! It's weeeird?!!!!"
It felt as if her brain itself were being licked.
Sepheer could only twitch and tremble, drowning in pleasure so intense it felt like her mind would break.
Shlick— shloop
"Stop!! Please just stooop!!!"
But Hera's consciousness, half-dissolved in alcohol, never heard her desperate pleas.
That day, Sepheer tasted a pleasure so dangerously overwhelming it bordered on despair.
The great demon legion led by the Demon King.
In pure martial might, they surpassed every other race.
And commanding them were four overwhelmingly powerful figures.
The Four Legion Commanders.
Each excelled in a different domain, yet every one of them possessed exceptional power—that much never changed.
And among them was one.
The queen who ruled the succubi, those called demons of lust or demons of desire. Legion Commander Sepheer.
Even other succubi would radiate desire toward her, so bewitching was her presence. And right now she was—
Twitch— twitch—
"Heh... heee... hoook..."
—lying on the bed with her eyes rolled back and her tongue hanging out, body convulsing.
If any of her subordinates had seen her like this, they would have looked upon her with pure contempt.
Soft snore— soft snore—
Beside the half-unconscious Sepheer, Hera slept soundly.
Arms wrapped around Sepheer's waist, pressed tightly against her...
"Oook... heeek... g-get a... grip..."
G-get a grip, Sepheer!!!
Are you going to fall apart like this?
You, the one they call the Indulger of Pleasure... to a mere human?
But her rolled-back eyes refused to return easily,
and the tongue lolling out showed no intention of going back in.
She could only keep her mouth wide open, gasping for breath.
Only after a long while of forcing oxygen back into her brain did she finally manage to reclaim her senses.
The moment she did, the first thing she did was scramble far away from Hera.
"Wh-whwhwh... what the hell is that bitch?!!!"
Just what had she been raised on to turn out this lewd?
She glared at the girl from a distance.
The long lashes that veiled her closed eyes.
A few strands of black hair clinging to her pale cheeks.
That cute little upturned nose. Those cherry-like lips tinted a soft pink.
And peeking faintly between them... the tongue that had, only moments ago, been inside her own ear....
Thump— thump—
Sepheer's heart began to pound hard.
For some reason she couldn't tear her eyes away from the girl.
I want to touch her a little mo... n-no...
She slapped her own cheek hard.
"G-get a grip..! The position of the Demon King's direct executive is right in front of you..!"
On trembling legs she approached the sleeping monster.
Fortunately she seemed to have fallen completely under, simply lying there breathing softly.
The best possible news for Sepheer.
If the girl tried to seduce her again the way she had earlier, she truly didn't think she would be able to come back from it.
"Hah... Normally I'd have to meet her eyes to use Charm, but..."
Lacking the courage to look into those eyes, Sepheer decided on a different method.
"...I'll just have to force her into slavery."
A cruel method of pouring her own mana into someone and forcibly making them accept her as their master.
Until now she had only ever used her power of Charm to take familiars, so she had never done this herself—but she had thoroughly mastered every theory behind it.
If the girl's mana surpassed her own, it would be useless, of course.
But she never imagined a mere human could outstrip a Legion Commander like herself.
Sepheer closed her eyes and compressed her mana into a tiny sphere.
Then she moved to push it into the woman's mouth.
"B-but... this is going to hurt a lot..."
She had never experienced it herself, but she had heard it carried pain so severe that death would be preferable.
If the target resisted to the very end, the worst outcome—her heart bursting—was even possible.
"I... I don't really want to watch her suffer..."
The moment she imagined the woman thrashing and screaming in agony, something heavy and unsettled sank through her chest.
No. Why am I worrying about a human?
Humans were nothing more than prey for demons. There was not the slightest reason to care.
And yet. Even so, Sepheer still couldn't bring herself to push the mana into the woman's mouth.
"I-is there another way? Uuugh..."
There she stood in front of Hera, the compressed sphere of mana in her hand, dithering back and forth.
In the end, unable to decide, she reabsorbed the mana into her own body.
This method isn't right...
It felt far too savage and cruel.
Inflicting pain worse than death until someone accepted her.
Making a slave that way just didn't sit right with her.
After a long stretch of agonizing, Sepheer finally decided she would meet the woman's eyes after all.
Just five seconds.
If she looked into those eyes for only five seconds, the girl would become her familiar.
She drew a deep breath, steeled her resolve, and shook the woman awake.
What a shame.
If the spell hadn't required the target's consciousness, she would have simply forced the eyes open and cast Charm.
"Hey... wake up..."
"Mmh... Unni... wanna sleep more..."
The instant those half-lidded eyes fluttered open,
Sepheer didn't hesitate. She locked gazes with her at once.
"Charm."
At Sepheer's incantation, her pink irises flared brilliantly.
As she stared piercingly into Hera,
the eyes looking back at her began to take on the exact same shade of pink.
Two pairs of eyes starting to resonate with each other.
Good. Now I just slip into her mind and brand her brain with—
But before she could finish the spell.
Crackle-zzzt—
"Kyaaah!!"
Something golden leaked from Hera's body, severed the resonance between them, and then came pouring down toward Sepheer.
"Wh-what is this?!"
Sepheer snapped her wings open and barely dodged in time. Dozens of spear-shaped bolts of golden mana slammed into the ground where she had just been standing with a rapid thud-thud-thud.
Only after she calmed her startled heart could she grasp what had happened.
Did she attack me...?
An attack that would have left her seriously wounded if she hadn't dodged. Had that woman really done this?
But no matter how she looked at it, it didn't seem like something the girl had done herself.
There was no way someone so drunk she couldn't even keep her wits about her could unleash such a precise strike.
"Besides, this mana... it feels familiar somehow..."
A form of mana she was certain she had seen before.
That golden color was extremely familiar.
The person who wielded mana of this color was definitely...
The moment the owner of that golden mana surfaced in her mind, her entire body began to tremble.
"C-c-could it be... Athena?"
Yes. The only person who possessed that sun-like golden mana was her.
The strange part was why that mana was inside this woman's body.
Don't tell me she shared her power?
That exclusive bitch? Her own power?
It was an unbelievable situation, but nothing else could explain this.
"W-wait..."
One fact she had overlooked in her panic.
If the owner of this golden mana truly was Athena,
then the moment the mana activated, some kind of signal would have reached her.
Once she received that signal, she would learn this location.
And once that happened, this place would no longer—
"......Found you."
A hollow voice that summoned primal terror.
Sepheer's head turned with a creaking creak-creak, like a broken wind-up doll.
The moment she looked at the owner of that voice, her entire body froze solid. She couldn't move a muscle.
Why was it.
The expression on the woman standing before her—
"You... little bitch to be killed.... How dare you...."
"H-hic..."
It felt more terrifying than even the Demon King himself.
It seemed her story ended here.