Black Lotus and White Marigold -13-
-Wag wag wag!! Her idiot tail was shaking vigorously, just like an excited dog's.
"Ue~♥"
An utterly innocent face and vibe, pure enough to pass for a country bumpkin maiden. That innocence paired perfectly with her hair color, evoking the image of a completely harmless, friendly golden retriever with zero stranger anxiety.
Of course, she wasn't some golden retriever—she was a mighty High undead, a Doom Knight.
-Gwoooo... Just the blue aura pouring from her body, enveloping her like armor, made it obvious.
She was a fearsome(?) undead boasting mid-tier attack power among High undead but Supreme-grade defense.
"Eh~?"
Look at her tilting her head all innocently like that—she could smash through fortress walls with a single casual punch.
Of course, to me, she was just an adorable little cutie.
Look at those vivid, noble purple eyes—Kangjang had the same, but Dena's were an even brighter, deeper violet. Probably from all the intermarriages between the Eastern Empire and the Roman Empire.
"Eh~"
"Mm, nailed it again this time."
Dena-chan's outfit this time was designed by yours truly, just like Kangjang's. The original Doom Knight was a near-eight-foot undead decked out in skull decorations everywhere, creepy armor that screamed condensed screams of the dead, and a massive horned helmet like a crown.
But what she wore now? Classic bikini armor.
The only real armor bits were golden shoulder pauldrons, leg guards, and gauntlets—everything else was bare skin. Her bottoms? Nonexistent, save for a garter belt and a single skimpy panty. And even that panty was so tiny, the slit of her pussy peeked through just a bit.
-Throb!!
Her chest had a single white bikini top, but her nipples poked right through the fabric, the faint pink hue visible beneath the white cloth. It was more erotic than going naked.
All told, just like Kangjang, Dena-chan was a walking piece of obscenity. Hard to believe this was a Doom Knight with top-tier High undead defense—it looked like it had zero protection.
"Eh~"
-Squish squish
Dena-chan approached me, rubbing against my chest like she wanted to bury her claim on me right there in my arms.
"Au!!"
-Squish squish
Kangjang, watching the scene, wasn't about to be outdone—she rushed over, leaning into me and rubbing her body against mine.
-Squeeze squeeze
Four soft, bouncy marshmallow-like tits enveloped and restrained my body.
-Boing boing
The four breasts compressed against me, constantly shifting shape.
-Rub rub
And at their tips, the four nipples' protrusions scraped against me, lewdly stimulating my skin.
"Ooh."
It was pure bliss. Being taller than both Dena and Kangjang let me look down on them.
-Wag wag wag
Dena's idiot tail still wagged like crazy, contrasting her soft, pale blonde hair with Kangjang's glossy black locks.
And
"Auu~♥"
"Uee~♥"
Both looked up at me, faces tilted. Similar yet different gem-like eyes—one pair pale purple, the other deep violet—gazed only at me.
No other emotions dwelled within. Just mechanical, blind devotion.
The abyss reflected in those eyes held nothing but me.
That was one reason they were called undead.
"Uu~♥"
"Ee~♥"
Through our mental link, they instantly knew what I wanted most and acted on it.
Once, their originals might have been noble royalty or even Heroes who felled the Demon King.
Now? They tempted me with whore-like looks and behavior, stirring primal male instincts.
And that was exactly what I wanted.
-Wriggle wriggle
Shifting my gaze lower on their beautiful faces, two plump asses jiggled enticingly.
-Grab!
I seized those ripe peach-like asses with my pot-lid-sized hands.
-Squish squish
Soft yet more elastic than their tits—the flesh clung perfectly to my palms. Lost in the addictive sensation, I kneaded away.
"Au~♥"
"Ue~♥"
-Rub rub
Sensing my mood instantly, Kangjang and Dena pushed their asses closer to my hands, acting like puppies begging for pets.
-Slide
As I groped, I moved my longest middle fingers. Toward the secret cleft where their moon-like cheeks met—the ass crack. I slipped my fingers in.
-Squelch!! Squelch!!
The cracks clamped down on my fingers like they were welcoming me. Reveling in the elastic grip, I slid them lower.
-Pucker pucker
The former shitholes—useless now as undead—winked open and closed, begging for attention. But that wasn't my target.
Lower still, to the even more intimate spot.
-Drip...
The sloppy pussies leaking enough to form puddles on the floor—that was my goal. My fingers advanced with clear intent.
Target: the tight slit between the pussy lips.
-Squish!!
The moment my fingers parted the labia and plunged inside—
-Squelch!! Squelch!!
Both pussies clamped down with ferocious pressure, like they'd been waiting for this. Strong enough to grind a normal man's skin, muscle, and bone to mince.
Plus, the vaginal folds writhed like living things, servicing my fingers with pleasure.
Ooh, their grips and fold patterns are different.
Kangjang's was straightforward and powerful; Dena's felt subtly softer, stickier.
Comparing them added extra fun.
-Squish!! Squish!!
But even that insane pressure couldn't hold my fingers. I shook them.
-Squish!! Squish!!
My fingers stirred inside, producing lewd wet sounds. The pussies squeezed harder, refusing to let go.
"Uu~♥"
"Ue~♥"
-Slurp
In response, Kangjang and Dena let out moist, melting voices. Their faces wore slutty expressions—tongues lolling out, focused on savoring my stimulation. Expressions with hypnotic allure to ensnare any male.
"Auaa~♥"
"Ueee~♥"
"Grrr."
-Stretch
Seeing their luscious tongues, I extended mine too.
-Slurp
Longer and thicker than in my ghoul days, my tongue snaked toward them like a serpent or tentacle.
"Auaaang~"
"Bee~"
-Churp
Instantly grasping my intent, Kangjang and Dena moved their faces and tongues closer.
"Slurp~ Lick~"
"Chop!! Suck!!"
They began licking and sucking my tongue with theirs and their mouths.
-Slurp!! Smooch smooch!!
Three tongues intertwined, sucking and slurping in lewd harmony distinct from the pussy squelches.
-Squish!! Squish!! Squish!
-Slurp!!
The dual wet sounds wove a lascivious duet. This moment was paradise.
-Squish!! Squish!!
Finger-fucking both their pussies at once, a corner of my mind flooded with raging fury and hollow frustration. The frustration? That my dick still wouldn't rise, blocking the main event. The fury? Aimed at every bastard who helped castrate me.
But it's almost time!!
Killing that dragon bumped me up two levels. Considering how level gains slow down later, it gave pretty juicy EXP.
Not as tough as expected, though...
I immediately dumped those levels into my racial stats. Just three more to Demigod race.
A bit more... yeah, just a bit more...
Once it happens, I'll fucking revel in it.
"Uu~ Slurp♥"
"Ue~ Chop♥"
I gazed at the two still eagerly devouring my tongue. A dark possessiveness stirred in my heart.
Hm... undead influence?
I'd always been the free-spirited type—hated being bound or binding others. Call it a free soul or a lazy bum who killed people for a living.
Either way, this possessiveness creeping from my inner darkness was new for me.
Eh, not bad anyway.
A guy who's died twice not changing would be weirder.
Anyway, the three of us savored that slug-like copulation for hours. (The drool and pussy juice coating us? Cleaned off with my magic [Clean].)
A housing spell from games, but here it left us fresh as a bath.
After that fun, we set our next goal.
That was...