And So It Begins (6)

Previously

"How curious," A sultry, ringing voice appeared from behind him.

He looked back to see her standing right in front of him, pulling out the blood-red spear that had killed Rufus and. . .ate it? Her jaws parted inhumanely as she devoured the spear and smiled at him like nothing was wrong. Willow could say nothing. His mind was a mess. He was about to shit himself right now.

The Demon God circled around him, sniffing the air, tasting it a little with her long, long tongue and after a sultry smile from her dark lips, all the eyes on her veil snapped at him in one movement that was seriously creeping Willow out. "You taste. . familiar." She got close to him, leaning down from her giantess height which made Willow wince.

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Warning bells were ringing out in Willow's head. He was scared, extremely scared but the one thing that made it through his mind was that he could NOT let her find out that he was the maiden. It was too, too early. Did he do something wrong while he was in this world? Perhaps he had moved around too much? Made an unknown impact so as to call the fucking endgame boss in this beginner town?

"Is the smell coming from you, little one?" The Demon God whispered. Her voice was sweet, creepily so in fact, sounding both like a little girl and an adult woman at the same time. It made it hard to keep focus on her.

Willow tried to get up. His legs were noodles. His mouth was parched. Fear was the only thing that was running through his head right now and it seemed as if the Demon God had seen that. "Poor little child. Stricken with fear at my appearance." She snapped her fingers and intoned, "[Greed]".

Tendrils of darkness appeared from the ground, a mouth forming on the bulbous tip before parting to reveal it's ivory teeth, whispering something as they danced around Willow like a horror nightmare. Before long, Willow felt something. . .eaten from him as he no longer felt fear at the source of all evil. Now. . now, he could talk.

"W-what do you want with me?" Willow nearly yelled at her but contained himself, glancing at the corpse of Rufus beside him. At his question, she smiled - her lips beautifully curving.

"Few build enough courage to talk back to me," She said. "Even fewer dare ignore my curiosity to satisfy their own. In fact, there may only have been one in all my encounters."

Willow tried to think of a way to get out of his current situation. "You. . .How dare you ravage the home of the Celestial Hero?!" He knew it wasn't the correct thing to raise his voice at the Demon God of all people, but he needed to buy some time. He could feel it. Elm was close by. She was going to save him.

He could see her lips frown. It was natural as the Demon God and the Celestial Hero have always hated each other to the guts, being the complete polarities of one another. "That small child? She is of no danger to me as she is right now."

"That's not true," Willow said. He really didn't feel fear at all for some reason. "After all, if you did not fear her, you wouldn't have wasted your resources burning the village she bodes in."

Then, the Demon God laughed. It was a weird sound, sounding both feminine and masculine at the same time. She then stopped suddenly, all of her eyes creepily locking onto him in a flash before she appeared right in front of him. Reaching for Willow's face and inspecting it by turning it around, she mumbled, "You really do resemble her."

Warning bells rang in Willow's head. Letting her know whose incarnation he was, would be an extremely, extremely bad thing right now. If she knew, it was basically game over for him and his freedom. Everyone who played the game knew of the Demon God's fascinated obsession with the Maiden and her incarnations - not to mention how seductively domineering she was. There had been a choice in the game to reject her when she attempted to take Willow's virginity after stealing him from the Dragon Lord's castle, and it really. . .didn't end well. She was the last person he could give his virginity and therefore, his soul to.

"I wouldn't hurt me if I were you," Willow tried negotiating with a brave smile.

"Oh?"

"You're touching the younger brother of the Celestial Hero herself after all," Willow said. "You wouldn't want to be beheaded by the holy, would you?"

"Hm," The Demon God frowned but it was only for a second. "She is nearby?"

"Yeah. And if you so much as touch a hair on my head, she'll make you regret it," Willow replied with a hard look on his face.

"A little lamb is threatening me?" She chuckled at that before she hissed into his face. "No bargain!"

Willow saw her form disappear into smoke before his eyes. He looked around alarmed but before he could even turn his head, she was already behind him, pulling him into a hug in her large bosom. He tried to struggle which only made the Demon God chuckle, playing with his hair and kissing it. "Submit! "

Suddenly, Willow felt his fear return to him and finally felt the killing intent from her. It felt like a mountain had been dropped onto his head with how strong the pressure was. It was telling - no - daring him to so much as move a muscle before his head would fly off his shoulders. She was strong. Beyond strong.

It was then that Willow's curse as a virgin Maiden activated. His body didn't care of her origins and just that the strongest contender for his virginity had arrived. Just like before with Elm, his body started to feel hot and heavy with arousal, sending out pheromones to the Alpha being behind him almost teasingly, asking her to take him right then and there, telling her to claim her prize. He heard her sniffing his neck from behind but could do nothing. Fear, Pride, thoughts of escaping. None of that mattered right now as his body was on auto-pilot so as to mate with her - his wide hips already moving to grind against the rapidly hardening cock in her dress.

The Demon God growled. "This smell. . ." She continued to sniff him around. He smelt exactly like her. Could it be? She licked his neck, tasting his sweat - the crystallisation of his arousal and scent. She could never mistake that taste. Both her hearts thumped against her chest, the first time in a long, lone while. To think she could find her wasting away in a backwater village like this!

"My love." Tears fell from her blindfold. "I've finally found you."