Immediately as her voice traveled through the space, the doors opened and a certain woman revealed herself, in the same uniform and hairstyle she always wore. Staring through the chained glasses, Raeyine walked inside before closing the doors behind her. Though, she halted herself suddenly, staring at the girl with incredulous eyes.

  “What happened? Why are you all dressed up? No, you tidied up everything, this isn’t you,” with a doubtful approach, the girl prodded at her lady, only to receive a strange stare from the front.

  “What are you talking about?” With a casual face and tone, the girl asked her maid. “I’m perfectly fine, I just had time to spare so I cleaned after myself.

  “Am I supposed to believe that? Are you still pretending to be a young lady after almost three decades?” Not very amused, she fished for answers whilst beginning to step closer to Zyponia’s reserved expression.

  Regardless, the girl didn’t abate under her attempts. Rolling her eyes slightly, she spoke anew. “It’s always the same dialogue, isn’t it? I’m not hiding anything from you,” she spoke with a calm tone, however, her eyebrow twitched suddenly after seeing Raeyine’s face.

  Having come a few steps over, she finally stopped, having witnessed changes around the lady’s skin. Glancing near the jaw, on the side of the neck, she saw the bruised skin, looking scarily similar to when a person sucked on the area too harshly.

  “I see,” she said, changing from the questioning face to one that cornered on happiness. Following quickly beneath Zyponia’s widened eyes, she briskly stepped to the side. “It seems you had a wonderful time yesterday. And judging from how your skin is practically glowing, he must have satisfied you plenty,” she followed on dreamingly, grasping her cheeks with her pale gray hands. Dodging the light blue, translucent ball that flowed through the space at the same time, she continued to imagine her lady’s date.

  Sprawling out her right arm to attack the girl with her magic, Zyponia lowered her eyelids, glaring at the girl with anger, however, the look around her face only prompted the other party to cackle away.

  “Hmm? What, am I wrong?” She asked, quickly stepping forward and eluding her water strikes before grasping upon her body tightly. Even though she tried to get away in a timely manner, Raeyine still caught the lord, smiling friskily before turning around and grabbing her breasts. “Oh my…” she uttered in slight shock. “Is he some beast in a human form? You’re like a cow now, you know?” The girl asked, failing completely while trying to hold the giggles.

  “Ugh! You! Stop groping me already,” flinching harshly, she spoke before correcting the creases around the dress, her face puffed up in anger. Though, the pout only fueled the maid’s sprawling laugh.

  Wriggling about under her grasp, her guest finally moved away, standing with a proud grin on her face while Zyponia could only watch the spectacle with solemn eyes, not spouting a single word more.

  Still, Raeyine’s voice promptly abated to a calm level, soon locking her gaze with the demon lord. “I’m sorry, I know it’s a sensitive topic. However, it was you who invited him, no?” She asked softly, quickly pondering around the mien on Zyponia’s face. Changing from the seriousness, it deflated with sigh.

  “Haa, yes, you’re right. But I could have never predicted my mind would have ventured off to those areas,” She spoke, catching herself by the forehead before kneading her fingers to massage it. “Well, maybe I should have bought an inferior wine,” she mused with the other hand on her left hip, however, it could change nothing.

  “Have you done it?” All of a sudden, Raeyine blurted out, widening her friend’s eyes to the utmost limit. “You know, have you invited him to your,” as she spoke near the end, her hands started to form certain patterns, one hand making an entrance while the fingers of the other entered about hastily.

  “E-eh? W-what?” Suddenly, she slurred her words, stuttering as a somewhat flustered expression appeared around her eyes. Turning sour instantly however, she was enraged at her maid’s tongue. “N-no! Don’t even think about that!”

  “So, you haven’t?”

  “No! I would never do something like that,” with a fiery expression, the words sprung out of her mouth, appeasing the girl somewhat. However, Raeyine appeared rather disappointed instead.

  “That’s a shame,” she said with a cut breath, only to glance back up at the girl. “What did you do, then? You won’t make me leave otherwise. And I won’t believe those simple lies of yours,” speaking out to the demon frozen in place, the maid crossed her arms before firmly standing through the floor and patiently awaiting a response.

  Letting the light shine through and illuminate the strands around her hair, Zyponia’s violet troubles came out around her face, shutting herself both verbally and physically around the carpet.

  Standing in the identical spot around the bedroom, her mouth moved apart a few times, though the futile attempts all came to a halt soon after, repeating the actions. Yet, a certain while after, as her breaths flowed out serenely, her face adorned a rosy blush.

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  “I touched his penis,” the words fell out of the mouth briskly, as though she wanted to get it over with already. Immediately, the look around the maid’s face changed into a clear surprise. Only to widen her eyes as the next statement steeled her ears. “And, he licked me down there,” she finished her words, turning towards the girl beside her.

  “Oh, wow, I didn’t expect that. The wine must have been strong, huh?”

  “Raeyine,” Zyponia spoke tersely, with a tone cooler than just a moment before.

  “Sorry, I just didn’t know you were capable of that. I mean, you always refrained yourself from dirtying your hands. For you to so suddenly change your mind, what happened? Were you that pent up?” She asked the questions, painfully getting to the point, but Zyponia didn’t burst out anymore, instead listening intently.

  “I’m just as surprised, and no, I wasn’t pent up,” she spoke, tossing her eyes slightly at the end. “I don’t know, his one was just a bit different to the ones I witnessed before. It was pretty to look at, I guess?” She spoke with the same, tinted cheeks, even making the face of Raeyine flare up at the tongue.

  “How big was it?” The maid asked out of nowhere, making Zyponia squint her eyebrows, but she didn’t prod at the girl’s inquiries. Instead, her mind travelled into the short distance from the past, not needing a lot to arrive at her destination. Stretching out her bare arm, no fabric lay on it. She focused around the forearm before pointing at an area below the wrist with her other hand.

  “Roughly from around here to the elbow,” she said, making the amber eyes widen before speeding up the glances around her forearm.

  “Are you sure? No, that’s not possible,” she traced back her sight, looking doubtful at the girl, yet the mien stayed composed, no matter how long had passed. “Uh, maybe it was a good decision you didn’t take him,” she added, only for Zyponia to finally break a smile and shake her head at the comment.

  “So, I guess his cock made you smitten from the first glance, no?” Though, hearing another brutish comment come out of her mouth, the lord immediately stopped looking so lightly, glaring at the girl.

  “Don’t push it,” she said, looking low at the deep smile around Raeyine. “Like I said, I don’t know what it was. It just looked special. No, maybe you’re actually right, I did want to play around with it. His semen tasted good as well,” she muttered under her nose, grimacing immediately as the one in front of her screamed a question.

  “You swallowed his cum?!” She asked, unable to process the lady in front of her. “What are you talking about? This isn’t my Zyponia anymore,” she added with a ghastly face and tone, however, quickly massaging the top of her head, where a ball of water hit, she eased her glances around the demon.

  “Stop being so loud,” she said through gritted teeth, “As unlikely as it is, what if one of the girls hears our conversation?”

  “I’m sorry, you just keep surprising me today. But, you said it tasted good, how was it?” Once again, her question settled inside the other’s ears, followed by a crushing silence beneath both the shaky lips and eyesight.

  However, unlike before, she quickly opened her lips. “It was mellow, however, it wasn’t as bitter as you told me in the past.”

  “It wasn’t? How? I always spat it out the next moment,” the girl with a black bun asked, pure fuddle engulfing her movements.

  “No, actually, it was somehow sweet near the end. Even the energy contained inside was higher than what he should have produced. Also, it made me want to…” she spoke quieter near the end, stopping completely while a silence settled through the space. “... lick his thing,” she continued with a bashful expression, the pale gray girl donning an incredulous smile across her face.

  “I can’t believe what I’m hearing right now,” she said through a smile, making the lord crease her eyebrows even more. “So, are you going to lick it the next time?” She asked quickly, making Zyponia’s face turn deathly blank, almost completely pale.

  “What are you talking about?” she lowered her tone, essentially freezing the airs around them. Yet, once again, her face changed at her friend’s words and actions.

  “Ahh, whatever you say, I know what will happen anyway. Judging from your faces, you must have been drifting in the clouds, no?” She asked suddenly, turning the demon’s face emotionless for yet another time.

  Turning pink around the cheeks lightly, as her fingers fidgeted around each other for a while, she finally moved, nodding her head in agreement. “He did make me orgasm,” she added suddenly, evoking the fire within Raeyine’s eyes, immediately goading for more details.

  …

  Staring outside of the crystal-bitten window, amidst the sinking cushions of the carriage, the man couldn’t help but follow as a droplet trickled down from the top of the window, trailing along the edges to eventually stop at the still frosty part of the glass.

  Yet, within a few sparse breaths of his, the surface cleared up before the water droplets clung to the window, the same which couldn't be said about the lands beyond. Veiled with the coat of morning coldness, the hills lost their vividness, turning dim at the weather.

  Regardless, taking a few more glances as the landscape changed hesitantly, he looked ahead at the pale seats of the carriage, inhaling before releasing a deep breath. Quickly lowering his head and arms, he placed them along the thighs, grabbing himself by the head while staring down at the flooring.

  ‘No matter how many times I will try to keep my mind off it, it won’t change the fact it still happened,’ musing to himself as the eyelids fell down, blocking his sight, Lutiel stayed that way for a brief period. Only after he had started to lucidly envision the events from last night did he finally open his eyes, raising his head to glance ahead of him anew.

  ‘Well, it’s not like I can do anything, though I hope she won’t start avoiding me suddenly,’ he said to himself, faintly looking around his body before immuring his sight around the right glove. Willing so, a faint outline glowed inside, vaguely describing itself atop the pale material. Nonetheless, it was still there, as he had called for it.

  ‘I can’t even tell if she saw me using the glyph, but her focus was in a different place at that time, so probably not,’ pondering before swiftly stopping, making sure her curves didn’t linger around his mind for too long, he focused wholly on the marked hand. The glove lay near his left thigh while he stared directly into the top of his hand, the crest having utterly lost its shine.

  ‘Why did you start guiding me?’