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“Ainosuke-sama, the trespasser was dealt with.”
Ainosuke was lazing in his divan. Rippling muscles evident now that he undressed his matador suit. Broad back illuminated by the moonlight from the open window. Tight pants still hiding his supple butt. The first boot on it’s way to the floor.
"Splendid. Now, Tadashi, be a good servant and help me with the other foot. After that, bring me something tasty to eat.”
The naga promptly approached the horned demon and quickly helped him undress completely, letting him rest again on the velvet pillow. Leaving with a bow to acquire an appropriate snack for his master.
Tadashi was dressed from the waist up with a black suit with a white shirt that was unfortunately stained with a few blood splashes. He slithered his body through the halls, scales softly hissing against the cobblestone floor, going to his room to grab a clean suit. Not forgetting the little necklace in his pocket grabbed directly from the hero's neck.
Changing fast and efficiently, he was out of his bedroom before his tail completely entered the room. It wasn't a good demeanor, but he wanted to go back to his master. One of his big pleasures in life was to watch Ainosuke-sama eat.
The kitchen was big, with arches instead of doors, to accommodate the size of the servants, and the amount of food they all consumed in the palace. In the middle of the ample space was an open golden fire with an immense pot, simmering suspiciously.
Curling a bit the tip of his tail around himself, Tadashi was able to rise up to the rim of the pot, where the magic spoon lay, to stir the concoction. With a satisfied hum Tadashi confirmed that the fire was enough to melt the shining armor and the magic spells.
With a complicated gesture, he was able to float out the content from the pot in a magic water sphere, and extract the water content. Letting the water back into the pot, and leaving behind a weird glimmering paste. Perfect with toast and crackers.
Prepared with everything he needed, a silver platter on one hand and a wine bottle on the other, Tadashi went back to his master. Face heating up with excitement, and a barely contained haze in his eyes.
Reaching the Master’s Chamber, Tadashi was graced again with the view of Ainosuke-sama. Napping in the nude. Impeccable silhouette, with the cold highlights of the moon creating shadows where Tadashi’s impure thoughts resided.
“Tadashi, I can smell you from here. What are you doing?”
The red glowing eyes of his master piercing him, made the last sliver of control Tadashi had completely disappear, and the haze took over his eyesight. Tinting everything in pink, blurring the lines of reality and desire. He almost dropped the tray, but his years of servitude trained him to put it on the floor. Just besides his master. How he got so close, he couldn’t recall.
“Tadashi, you shall let me eat first. I'll have to contain you, if you don't.”
The hand Tadashi was reaching to touch his master stopped. Coming back to his face and covering his eyes.
“Understood Ainosuke-sama. C-can I watch it... standing right here?”
“No.”
“I understand. Please, don't forget this then.” He took the necklace from his pocket and offered. When he felt the hot hands take the trinket he moved away from the divan. All the way to the wall where the statues of the goddess-maidens watched over the chamber, without dropping his hands from his face.
Taking a few deep breaths he opened his eyes again and looked at his master.
Ainosuke-sama was waiting for him to look up. With slow movements he took a chip and dipped in the paste, making sure to look sexy when he ate. Slowly munching the hero’s essence. This was a mutual understanding between master and servant. One liked to watch while the other liked to be watched. Ainosuke-sama was offering a show.
While he ate, a magic hue slowly started to appear on his body, beginning on his feet. A soft golden aura, that would soon, hopefully, become corrupted and red. The consumption of the magic trinket being the last part of the ritual, being followed by a... bonus ritual.
One that Tadashi was anxious for.
The slit where his pair of penises resided was getting wet, and his eyes were almost completely black, being able to see his master and only him. Blind to everything around him.
When the demon consumed the whole serving, he murmured the ritual words to the necklace that shined bright and dissolved into the air. The last drop of magic from the hero now being part of the demon.
The end of Tadashi’s tail was shaking, making a soft rattle. His ears and hands visibly twitching in constraint.
Ainosuke-sama stretched his whole body, glowing like a divine creature. The corruption of the energy again beginning in his feet, the gold slowly melting into an orange, soon to be turned deep red, like his demonic eyes. Curling a single finger from his right hand, he called for Tadashi.
Like lightning he got near his master.
“Now, Tadashi. Be a good puppy and lick me up. I bet you’re wet and ready for me, but today I’m feeling generous and you shall be on top.”
Immediately Tadashi began salivating. Naga’s bite could be poisonous, but the salivary glands could overproduce spit, dissolving the poison onto a numbing potion.
Huge droplets of spit splattered on the floor, and Tadashi couldn’t care, eyes completely focused on his master. He got his hands on Ainosuke-sama’s legs, lifting them up over his shoulders. The tight strength on them reacting to his grasp. And his tongue soon found the hole Ainosuke-sama was offering.
Not wanting to numb everything, he licked only the rim and stretched with his tongue the tight entrance. While pleading that his master licked him, touching those sinful lips with the points of his fingers, wishing them to be covered.
The long and pale digits were covered in the demon’s spit and Tadashi used them in the twitching asshole, opening and stretching and rubbing and soon there were three fingers in and soft gasps escaping from Ainosuke’s mouth every time Tadashi reached that perfect spot inside of his master.
“Tadashi. Now.”
The naga stood, seeing his disheveled master feeling pleasure made his cold blood heat up.
He opened his suit and shirt, letting them drop on the floor.
Tadashi wasn't nearly as beautiful as his master, but his form was pleasant to the eyes of the demon. Pale body, dark hair and pale hands finally reaching his slit to unsheathe the pair of penises. Thin on the tip, but engorged and thick in the middle, covered in a jelly-like substance, that smelled like danger and sex, ending in the soft scales of the rim of the slit, where Ainosuke fitted if he wanted to fuck his servant.
Aligning himself, Tadashi inserted both members at the same time, knowing that’s what his master wanted. To feel full. The moan that Ainosuke-sama let out was the blessing Tadashi never knew he wanted, and craved in every occasion.
Without waiting the naga started moving. Feeling more and more blessed with every soft gasp and moan and hands clenching and breaths and oh, the pair of strong legs were around his waist. Urging him to go faster, and deeper.
Tadashi’s hands grasped Ainosuke-sama’s tiny waist while his body coiled around it. The demon was being constricted by the snake body, around his waist and chest and neck, with perfect precision to tighten up and make the demon’s heart beat faster and his breathing become shallow.
Now with perfect control, Tadashi rammed his master with everything he got, his own breathing getting erratic, but holding and waiting for his master to come before him.
Ainosuke was feeling every scale scrape his body. Every breath being constricted and coming out in a gasp. Every pound on his ass meeting the spot he wanted. The orgasm nearing him unexpectedly fast. He really loved doing this, but it was way too addictive. Dangerously so. A delicacy for the special days, or else it would be too much.
With a shudder that was almost a spasm, Ainosuke-sama came, tightening up and moaning the order.
Allowed to, with only one more hard pump Tadashi came, feeling the orgasm leave him like a wave. Quickly tightening up his body hard before relaxing and releasing his master on the soft pillow. His members deflating and retracting, the haze finally leaving his eyes.
In an unsaid plea to be lifted up, Ainosuke-sama extended his arms. Their ritual wasn't complete.
Tadashi gathered him in a princess carry to the other room. Where a huge bath, the size of a pool, waited for them. Letting his master sit on the edge, he went to gather the special soap and a very soft white robe, to be left in a reachable distance from the hot pool.
The bath was Tadashi’s favorite place in the palace. The heat always reached his very core and made him relax.
His master was now sitting on the first steps of the pool, looking at his arm and judging the color. It was a beautiful orange, almost as dark as the scale marks abound his chest. Having sex being a way to quicken the corruption.
“Tadashi.”
Taking a deep breath and releasing all the air, Tadashi went under the water. One more release with another demonic creature would be enough to deepen the aura.
With so much water, Tadashi was not worried about the properties of his saliva. And he could spend a few minutes without air. Licking up his master and making sure he felt pleasure, the position at a good enough angle for his horn to softly poke his master’s abs, but not in a hurtful way, teasing danger and heightening the sensations.
Ainosuke-sama’s hands soon came to caress his face and his horn and his fanned ears. The caress quickly changed to a hard grip when his pleasure started building up. Taking control of the pace of Tadashi’s tongue and mouth on him.
Curling his tongue around the head of his master’s hard member and licking inside the slit was the tip that made him come undone a second time today, and with a shout holding Tadashi’s head in place, Ainosuke-sama released his sweet seed in his throat.
Drinking everything up, and making his master hiss like a naga was Tadashi’s favorite thing to do in the world.
Being let up, Tadashi helped Ainosuke to finish bathing. Now covered in the red aura he once more looked the part of the demon lord he was.
The ritual was now complete and Tadashi licked the remaining of the cum around his mouth. Hoping another hero could come again soon. Because this was addictive. Dangerously so.