CH. 391-392: I came to seduce!

The yokai wanted to search the forest for any belongings left by their kin. Asahi didn't disturb them and returned to the Stardust Garden.

Two unexpected visitors chatted with Astraea and Grayfia in the living room. Freya in a maid uniform and the redhead goddess who avoided him after he forced a kiss on her lips. Now, she was here, completely sober and full of composure. He winked at her, but she ignored him.

Grayfia pinched Freya's thighs, forcing the goddess to stand up in a hurry.

"My… Lord," Freya greeted Asahi with a smile and an awkward bow. She bowed numerous times as Syr, but lowering her head as Freya was the first. "Have you returned from another… world?"

"Perhaps." Asahi measured her with a curious gaze. "Nice dress by the way."

Her black and white uniform went exceptionally well with her silver hair. She could wear anything with her flawless figure and look good, but a maid dress was right up his alley.

(We live and die for maids.)

'Yes Ma'am!'

Freya gave a bright smile. "Thank you."

She had bickered with the designer for hours in order to bring the dress to the realm of perfection. Her efforts somewhat paid off.

Grayfia came up to him. "What happened there?"

"I met the Dragon God of Infinity."

Grayfia stared at him, trying to find a trace of lie on his face. "...You are serious?"

"You can ask Klyscha."

"I believe you… it's just, what was Dragon God doing in the human world?"

She had always thought Dragon God lived in the Dimensional Gap. An untouchable realm for the three races.

"Well, something happened. I'll update you later." Asahi pecked her lips before he threw himself at Astraea and cuddled with her. "How is my goddess doing these days?"

"Calming the storm you created." Astraea sighed. "People are calling you the Demon King now."

The Guild had received thousands of complaint letters, demanding to kick Asahi out of Orario for his 'crime' of hiding his level. Nearly the same amount of letters reached Astraea's doorstep, asking Asahi's goals in the future. They came from the various Familia in the Orario and the different factions outside. Needless to say, Alise and others had their work cut out reading the letters. Alise might have burned the letters if Kaguya wasn't there.

Asahi shrugged. "It's better than the Noble whatever nickname they gave me."

"Stop ignoring me!"

Asahi turned to Loki with a smile. "Guess who finally manned up."

"Ahaha, brat. Ya thought yer kiss scared me?"

"It didn't?" Asahi got up and sat beside Loki. "Can I kiss you again?"

"A maid shouldn't see this." Grayfia took Freya's hand and led her towards the door. The goddess of beauty winked at Asahi, whispering "Meet you later" that Asahi barely heard.

Astraea pushed Asahi off her breasts and rubbed his head. "I'll be in my room if you need me for anything."

The tiny bit of hope in her voice was Asahi's cue to spoil her later until she became all cheerful.

Astraea left to give Asahi and Loki more room to talk and, well, do whatever they wanted. The public kiss had already demonstrated Asahi's love for Loki. She wasn't going to get in their way.

"My wives are too supportive." Asahi sighed before he turned to Loki, who seemed to be at a loss for words. "Goddess of trickster can't trick her way out of love?"

A wide grin formed on her face. "Love is lame. We don't do that here."

Asahi yanked Loki and wrapped her petite body in a hug. His hand caressed her butt hiding behind her black shorts.

"This butt isn't yours to grope!" Loki said, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. "I'm gonna report this harassment to the Guild."

She couldn't keep up with the change of pace, and spat whatever came to her mind.

'I came here to seduce him!'

Instead, she was being led around by the nose. At this rate, he would go down on her on this very couch.

Asahi didn't give Loki a chance to escape. She had been hiding in her room for two days. If he lost this opportunity, she might go missing for a week or more.

"The Guild can't stop me from touching a woman I like."

"A woman ya like." Loki pushed him against the couch as her eyes dilated. Her crimson eyes sparkled like pure gems under the light coming from the magic stone. Determined, she grasped his face in her hands.

"I think..." She carefully spoke her words without any accent, trying to emphasize the severity. "...I think I like you.."

Her words trailed off, her senses mesmerized by his face. She couldn't look away.

"Ya must be a god of beauty," Loki murmured. "I can't be wrong."

Loki appreciated beauty far more than the goddess of beauty herself. Collecting beauties left and right earned her the nickname of Flower Collector throughout the mortal world. She had seen the best that heaven and mortal could offer.

'I couldn't find anyone more charming than him.'

Loki idly thought as she began to recall her first meeting with Asahi. She was just stalking Astraea, only to find her meeting someone inside an inn. There she found him, almost naked with a god-like aura around him. If he hadn't fumbled with his aura suppressing potion, they wouldn't be here in this mess of a relationship.

'Mortal world is full of wonders.'

A situation like this could never happen in Heaven.

"What if I am god of beauty?" Asahi asked. "Do you care more about titles than the person?"

"Titles are just titles."

Loki grinned, heaving closer and farther as she teased his bulge in his shorts. He slipped his hands inside her shorts and gripped her butt. Despite her petite figure, her butt was fleshy and incredibly firm. Instead of size, she excelled with the shape and the exquisite feel.

"Breasts are just fat, saggin' with the peril of time." Loki pinched Asahi's cheeks as her grin grew borderline perverted. "True men love ass. Mine is arguably perkier than every goddess. Ya feel that?"

Asahi couldn't help but nod as he played with her perky butt. Biting her top, he pulled it down until it loosened around her waist.

Loki instinctively covered her breasts. Realizing what she did, she sighed. "I'm fucking flat."

Even though she knew there was no use crying over it, she couldn't suppress her insecure feelings about her chest.

"Flat is justice." Asahi peeled her hands from her breasts and his pupils dilated in genuine shock. "Wow…"

The delicate half-orbs rising and falling with her unsteady breath appeared so porcelain white they became reminiscent of a pair of small teacups sitting together side by side. Her vivid pink nipples seemed so eager for attention that Asahi couldn't stop himself from leaning in and taking a taste of them.

Loki just stared at him unblinkingly with wide-open eyes as if he had done the strangest thing in the world. She felt alarmingly hot when he touched her. Each caress made her giddy with disbelief.

"You got some lovely little chicks her," Asahi said, tugging at her nipple between his lips. He grabbed ahold of her breasts and delicately massaged them. "Shape also matters, Goddess."

Loki's stare continued until she narrowed her eyes and snickered. "I knew ya would appreciate my titties! Fuck, I can't hold it now."

Acting upon her words, Loki's hands flew to untie his shirt. Her hands fumbled as she failed to take off his shirt. Asahi's chuckles only made it worse.

"Adorable."

Loki's hand froze. Many had called her foxy, enchantress, but nobody used the word 'adorable' with her.

'Adorable?'

Her heart felt like it was bouncing around in her chest. Her fervor built up to the point she felt like her mortal body wouldn't be able to contain it.

She placed her hand on the bulge that struggled to break free from the imprisonment of his shorts.

"Why ya gotta wear clothes?" Her frustration seeped into her voice as she slipped to her knees and pulled down his shorts.

"My dear god." Loki gasped at the ridiculous size. "Is this even natural?"

She couldn't believe something so big could be obtained naturally. If this was real, the gods in heaven will wither away in embarrassment.

She clenched her knees, tension rippling through her entire lower body.

Asahi didn't answer. Grabbing Loki's shoulders, he pulled her up and pushed her onto the table. She rolled over and leaned her straining arms on the table.

Her thin waist and big, fleshy butt earned an appreciative look from Asahi.

"Gonna breed me in doggy style? Come at me!" She wiggled her butt as though demanding a response from him. "Show me the power of the spear that conquered Klyscha, the strongest god—"

Before she could finish though, her buttcheeks were spread and her wet hole was filled. Her face morphed, her wide eyes expressing the shock of sudden strike. She hyperventilated as he probed her depths without any mercy.

"Bending a goddess over the table… what a ruthless man." Loki whined between his thrusts.

"You like it this way though." Asahi pulled her ponytail as he rammed his entire length inside. "Or you don't?"

Loki took a deep breath. "I LOVE it."

Asahi grinned and continued conquering the goddess' hole. After minutes, where Loki forgot where she even was and only muttered his name in an abandon, Asahi grabbed her dainty arms. With one powerful thrust, he pumped his seed inside her.

"Shit—" Loki shut her eyes, feeling the bulging sensation in her vagina. The incredibly hot liquid expanded her insides. Her legs grew weaker as a result of the incoming climax. A climax, stronger than she felt through his headpats. She threw her head back as her sweaty back arched. A multitude of sensations overloaded her mind.

Under intense pleasure, she collapsed on the table and breathed. "I… saw… god."

"You're a goddess though." Asahi chuckled between his labored breaths.

Loki rolled around and saw his erect cock smothered in their body juices.

"I fuckin' knew it…" She couldn't call him the harem man if he withered after a small encounter. She drew a long breath before she spread her legs and stretched her arms invitingly. "Enslave me, Master~."

Asahi wasn't the one to leave such an opportunity. Taking her body, he pinned her down on the couch and made love to her. The rough exchange shook the couch more than it shook Loki. She could do nothing but writhe under his mercy. She slipped her arms around Asahi and scratched his back. Surprisingly, her nails easily dug in and drew out blood.

"Your love made me vulnerable," he said with a grin before he kissed her and pounded her harder.

Finding his words amusing, Loki chomped on his collarbone, leaving a giant bite mark. Asahi retaliated by attacking her weak spots, which in turn made Loki scratch his back.

"Ha, ha. I wounded the Demon King!"

"I conquered the goddess of mischief."

Night was still young for the couple.

***

While Asahi was indulging in pleasure, an utter silence had overtaken the halls of the Gremory Castle. Several people stood around a large table, on which a red-haired man laid. He wasn't breathing, and he had a large scar around his neck. He was the former head of Gremory House, Zeoticus Gremory. He and his maid had been found headless inside the maid's chamber.

"Bael, Sitri, Valefor also lost the heads of their clans," Ajuka said with a delicate frown. "It could be tied to the struggle between the Four Devil Kings."

Coming in the dark of the night and assassinating four high class devils in the same night. Even a Satan-class devil couldn't slip through the house barriers without triggering them and finish them so cleanly. He could understand the case with Zeoticus who was busy with his maid. But Lord Sitri was with his high-class devil butler. Both of them died without a chance to retaliate. Ajuka couldn't remember an individual among devils who could pull off a stunt like this.

Ajuka looked at Venelana, who seemed to be frozen in time with her husband's death.

'Did she tell her husband about our plan to overthrow the Kings?'

Ajuka couldn't help but doubt her. Women loved to gossip. It wouldn't be far-fetched logic if she uttered their plan during sleep someday.

Looking over his father's corpse, Sirzechs said, "I'll find out who machinated your assassination, Father… I will erase their clan from existence."

His demonic power ran rampant, making everyone breathless. Ajuka Beelzebub dissected the Power of Destruction with his Kankara Formula.

"No," Venelana spoke without removing her eyes from Zeoticus' face. "You will do no such thing."

"Mother."

"I said—" she suddenly put her hand on her chest, breathless and unable to speak. Agony clutched her heart before a numb sensation spread across her arms and legs. Unable to hold herself, she slumped down.

Sirzechs held her before she fell. Seeing her unresponsive, he lifted her and blasted a hole through the roof. Without a second wasted, he flew towards the nearest Sitri hospital with Ajuka right behind him.