Chapter 1005: Rodeo
Chapter 1005 – Rodeo
Lux opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was the ceiling.
His bedroom ceiling.
Dark wood. Gold trim. Familiar chandelier. The faint shadow of his own curtains swaying near the balcony because someone had left the window slightly open.
Home.
That meant he was not dead.
Lux stared at the ceiling for several seconds and let his body report.
Abdomen? Sore.
A sharp line of pain remained where the root had pierced him, but that was nothing. Ugly, yes. Painful, yes. Something he would complain about for emotional leverage, absolutely. But nothing fatal.
He had bled.
So what?
He was a demon.
As long as the attack did not shatter his core or poison his authority beyond repair, flesh wounds were mostly temporary inconveniences with dramatic lighting. He had regeneration. He had Dark Healing.
No, the wound was not the true problem.
The true problem sat deeper.
His core.
Lux inhaled slowly.
Bad decision.
Pain answered.
A heavy, burning ache pulsed through his demonic core, spreading outward like someone had stuffed hot contract paper into his soul and set it on fire with legal enthusiasm.
Aela’s debt clauses.
He had used himself as the vessel to rewrite them. No, not rewrite. That sounded too neat. Too clean. Too office-like.
He had shoved his Greed authority into an ancient Root-Oath Preservation Seal, ripped out fraudulent Ash Ledger continuity channels, absorbed foreign claim residue, and forced centuries of demonic contract clauses to pass through his body before they could poison Aela any longer.
He could audit clauses.
He had done it for almost two hundred years.
But ancient contracts were not mortal documents.
His body had been the desk, the ink, the blade, and the trash bin.
No wonder everything inside him felt like it had been processed by a hostile tax department.
His fingers trembled slightly.
He frowned.
No.
His energy was back enough to move. Mostly. Somehow, his body smelled like berry cake and infernal medicine.
He was about to open the system properly and check what he had gained from the seal, the fraud clause, maybe even Aela’s release
Then something moved below him.
Lux froze.
A soft sound followed.
Something warm, breathy, and absolutely not the kind of sound a man wanted to wake up hearing when his core was still screaming and his abdomen had recently become decorative architecture for a root spear.
Lux blinked.
"Oh," he murmured.
The movement came again.
Warmth rolled through his body, not sharp enough to hurt, not wild enough to overwhelm, but enough that his thoughts briefly scattered like unpaid interns during an audit.
Okay.
That was nice.
Very nice, actually.
His body was still sore, and yes, pain was still there, but pleasure had apparently decided to arrive with medical documentation.
"Mm..."
The voice above his waist was soft.
Lux slowly lowered his gaze.
Then stopped.
For one full second, his brain refused to process what his eyes were reporting.
Lullaby was there.
Sitting astride him beneath the low golden bedroom light, hair loose around her shoulders, cheeks faintly pink, pillow pushed to one side like she had abandoned her kingdom for urgent fieldwork. Her usual sleepy innocence remained on her face, but her posture was... dedicated.
Very dedicated.
Her hands rested lightly against his chest to keep balance, and a gray-soft Sloth aura moved between them in slow pulses, sinking his cock into her body with every careful motion.
Lux stared.
This was either an afterlife, a dream, or Lullaby had finally gone mad with power.
Maybe all three.
Then she leaned down slightly.
His cock moved deeper inside her.
Her eyes slid shut.
Her lips parted.
Pink tongue touched the corner of her mouth.
Lullaby made a small sound.
The kind of sound a demon made when his cock was in them and they liked it.
Lux inhaled sharply.
The movement of air was not a good idea.
The pressure on his core returned, sending another pulse of pain through his chest.
Lullaby looked down. "Still hurt? Don’t worry, I will heal you."
"This is your healing method?"
"You are an incubus. Incubus could generate his power through sex. If a Sloth Demon can’t handle it, then nobody can."
Lux’s gaze drifted down.
The blanket had fallen, but it was not a big problem. His view was already better.
His hands twitched slightly.
He wanted to touch her.
Wanted to run his fingers over the curve of her hip, slide his thumb along her skin, trace the lines of her breasts, and taste the heat of her body.
His cock throbbed.
It was hard, and the feeling of being buried inside her was not helping him concentrate.
Lullaby’s hips lifted, her inner muscles clenched, and the world turned blurry for several seconds.
Especially when her thighs squeezed against him.
"Your skin is warm," Lullaby said.
"It’s usually warmer."
"Your energy is very unstable. It’s going to take a while."
"You’re welcome to work on that."
Lullaby gave him a smile, the kind of soft, pleased, almost secretive smile a woman made when her man was doing something very nice for her. And then she started to move. "Ah~"
That voice sounded delicious.
She had started to ride him slowly.
Lux’s body tightened, his hands clenched, and he was very aware of her weight against his abdomen.
Heat rolled through his limbs, his cock thickened, and his demonic energy grew impatient.
His Lust screamed for more. His incubus instinct flared, pushing him to move. But Lullaby held him down. Her thighs pressed against his hips, and her body held him firm.
"Mmm... " Lullaby murmured, eyes sliding closed. "Don’t move yet. Let me milk all of your load first."
That made his cock throb. Especially since her naked boobs were in front of his eyes. Then her lips went down. She kissed Adam’s apple and his neck. All while she moved her hips up and down. He could feel how greedy her flesh was, swallowing his cock, taking it to the hilt.
"Lulla, you... Ngh... You are amazing."