Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World

Creak~

The moment Asmodeus sat in the old chair in Baltimore’s office, he couldn’t help but remember the crazy night he’d spent with Serena before dealing with Leviathan. After that event, she’d taken Himari from the prison and settled her into the castle in Lumeria.

"The paperwork is... surprisingly in order."

’Never did I expect that fool to actually do his job..."

Simon always appeared lazy and aloof, but Asmodeus couldn’t remember a single time that he’d let him down or truly slacked off in all their time knowing each other. "Hm?" Though when he inspected the delicate handwriting, which had familiar flicks and curls... his sense of admiration crumbled.

"So the bastard is having Ygrenne do it all! Hah, I knew it."

Knock, Knock!

A delicate thump echoed through the dark study.

Asmodeus glanced up at the unfamiliar method of knocking. "Come in," but then he shook his head the moment he saw the familiar bushy hair and ears.

The moment Elena stepped inside, her heart must’ve been racing.

’I can hear the cute little thump.’

He watched her walk unsteadily, with a silver tray loaded with a snack, a bottle of wine and two glasses. She didn’t have the elegant temperament of Vinea or Asmodea, who used to be imperial princesses. Yet, somehow, he couldn’t quite remove his gaze from the way her plump curves bounced gently with each step.

"A-Ah... Your Majesty?"

"Hmm?"

To hear her calling him that felt a little strange after their first meeting. ’She really has a fine rear...’ His lips curved as the twisted voice of her calling him that as she climaxed remained fresh in his memory.

"You can just call me Asmodeus when we are alone."

"N-No! An Emperor cannot be named so unsystematically!"

"Then call me Husband."

"I can not! We are not officially married.... Your Majesty."

’She’s quite the stiff little lion!’

Though he complained, it was fun to have her around. It might’ve started with a mistake on his part, but this woman was clearly more than just an exiled member of her tribe.

"Come here, Elena."

"Huh?"

She glanced at the chair opposite his desk, then towards Asmodeus with a confused expression, as though she couldn’t understand why he would bother inviting her to sit. Instead, Elena placed the silver tray down carefully and immediately reached for the wine, intending to pour his glass while remaining standing beside him.

Asmodeus sighed.

"I said come here, not serve me."

"But I am serving you..."

He didn’t really like this atmosphere, even with Gretel, who was an official maid and the tutor of his children, so it was impossible to let it pass with Elena.

"Who gave you the tray?"

"Ah... that was Lord Simon said I should see to you while you’re busy with your work."

"I see. Then did you not wonder why they gave you two glasses?"

Elena’s hand stopped halfway towards the bottle, then she glanced up at him with the most adorably, shocked expression. Her eyes opened wide along with her mouth as she shifted her gaze between the bottle and his face.

"Did you think I would treat you this way after what happened, Elena?"

Her ears slowly flattened into her thick hair.

"A little."

"Oh?"

She suddenly hunched her shoulders before placing the bottle and glasses down on the large, mahogany desk.

"Elena, from the moment we crossed the line, you became my woman. You are not a mere maid or my servant. It would serve you well to understand that."

"Your Majesty... but I am..."

"I don’t mind, no matter what you’ve done, said any of it! Haha!"

His laughter only made the lioness more embarrassed, and she eventually grumbled something beneath her breath before taking the seat opposite him. Even then, her posture remained remarkably stiff, thighs pressed together beneath the simple dress while both hands rested properly upon her knees.

It was almost difficult to associate this woman with the wild beauty who’d practically attacked him earlier.

Asmodeus’s eyes wandered towards her breasts.

Of course, the nervous lioness wouldn’t miss the change in his voice nor the movement of his gaze drifting to her buxom chest.

"Your Majesty...."

She used her free hand to effortlessly unhook the shoulder of her dress.

Plap.

With the most seductive sound, her large breasts flopped into the cold air with a seductive, heavy bounce.

Asdmoeus stared at the sight without looking away. "..."

Elena’s face remained painfully serious despite what she’d just done, although the violent twitching of her ears betrayed the courage it must’ve taken to expose herself like this.

"What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty seemed to desire this, so..."

"That doesn’t mean you have to take them out."

"Would you prefer that I didn’t?"

Her hands immediately moved towards the dress.

"No."

Elena’s lips curved the moment he called out, her hands stopping for a moment before unhooking the other shoulder, revealing her entire upper body. Despite the plump tits wobbling... there was a clear, defined muscle beneath all of her abdomen.

"So His Majesty Approves?"

"...Elena."

"Hmm?"

"You’re becoming surprisingly bold."

"Am I?"

She stood from her chair and pushed the serving tray aside.

The stiffness in her posture disappeared almost immediately as she walked around the desk, one hand holding the upper half of her dress beneath her breasts so it wouldn’t fall completely. Yet rather than approaching him directly, Elena stopped beside his chair and leaned forward until her heavy chest rested against his shoulder.

Then whispered into his ear.

"How could any woman remain the same after what you did, Your Majesty?"

Her breath carried the faint hint of garlic and meat from the meal earlier, and yet it wasn’t unpleasant to Asmodeus. He enjoyed the various flavours and how things changed when you tasted them through a woman’s lips.

"...You know exactly what you’re doing."

"No, Your Majesty... It’s because you made me this way, a poor woman ravished by this huge... dangerous weapon."

"Liar."

Asmodeus slowly looked up, but Elena’s expression lacked the fatal allure that his wives usually had. It was too innocent, far too amateurish.

’What a lovely woman.’

"So I thought perhaps..."

She leaned closer.

"...this is what you wanted."

Her breasts pressed more firmly against him, soft flesh spreading around his shoulder while the sweet scent of spices, wine and something distinctly feminine drifted beneath his nose.

’Hoh?’

Maybe this lioness wasn’t stiff at all.

Maybe she was simply cautious until she understood where she stood.

Asmodeus placed one hand around her waist and pulled.

"Ah!"

Elena stumbled directly onto his lap with a yelp.

Her dress rode upwards immediately, revealing the thick, mature thighs beneath while her bare breasts bounced against his chest.

"Y-Your Majesty!"

"You started this."

"I merely offered you a better view!"

"And now I want a better sheath for my sword."

His hand sank into the generous flesh of her ass; before she could even make a noise, he began to knead in slow circles.

Elena inhaled sharply.

"...That isn’t.....what....I....."

Shlick~

However, the moment his fingertip pushed against her cotton undergarments, the sticky warmth that squelched with his slow movements tracing the delicate crevice betrayed her appeal to innocence.

𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Elena’s breath caught as his fingertip continued to trace the soaked fabric, her thighs spreading wider despite the embarrassed tremble running through her body.

"Y-Your Majesty... you shouldn’t tease a woman like this..."

"Shouldn’t I?"

Before she could answer, Asmodeus pulled the damp cloth aside and whispered beside her ear in his deep, raspy voice.

"Who said I was teasing you, my sexy little lioness."

Elena’s entire body stiffened.

"A-Ah..."

The thick head of his cock pressed against her entrance, and for a moment she simply stared down between them, golden-brown eyes widening as memories from earlier returned all at once.

"W-Wait... It’s already that big again...?"

"You were the one seducing me."

"I-I didn’t expect you to actually...." Asmodeus pushed his hips upward before she could finish speaking. Her head snapped back as she covered her lips to conceal the loud moan from his sudden penetration. "Haaaaah!"

Shlick!

Her wet pussy opened around him with little resistance, swallowing several inches before Elena threw both arms around his shoulders. Her claws dug into his back while the muscles hidden beneath her soft body tightened violently.

"Nnnn...!"

Asmodeus paused, watching the mature lioness tremble upon his lap.

"Still want to pretend you’re innocent?"

Elena buried her face against his neck.

"Sh-Shut up..."

He pushed again.

"That’s right, admit you’re a slut who loves a huge cock, and I’ll treat you well."

Schlick...

"Haaaah...!"

Her hips sank until their bodies finally met, the thick warmth around his cock squeezing hard enough to make Asmodeus grunt.

Elena remained frozen for several seconds, breathing against his neck before slowly beginning to move.

"Your Majesty..."

"Hm?"

"....Keep going... don’t stop until I cannot tell whether this is a dream or the afterlife."

His hand tightened around her ass.

"Then hold on."

However, the moment he lifted her onto the desk, a loud bang echoed through the quiet castle.

BANG!

The office doors slammed against the wall.

"Asmodeus!"

Elena screamed and clung to him.

Standing in the doorway was a dark-skinned elf with green hair pulled into a tight bun, both hands planted furiously against her hips.

Behind Ciela stood nearly twenty elite Demon Archers.

Nobody spoke.

Ciela’s gaze moved from Elena’s bare chest... and then to her spread thighs... before finally to where she was very obviously sitting upon their Emperor. Her eyebrows twitched, causing the pretty face to appear fierce.

"You shameless bastard!

Even though you promised not to leave without me!

...I left you alone for one hour, and you’re fucking a random cat!"