Prince of Nazarick

One of my hands disconnected from her butt and reached up to Albedo's face to stroke her other cheek. She was heaving as she leaned heavily into me. Her being this close made it easy to smell her body odor, which my body reacted heavily towards. My dick was already rock hard, straining heavily against the confines of my pants.

My clothes changed with a command of my mind. With my clothes as a guide and by changing my posture slightly, my dick was freed out of its prison and slapped against her inner thigh before rising to her slit. The moment it was out in the open, Albedo's breathing stopped while she shivered with excitement.

Since I was built different, my dick raised her off the ground with my dick pressed against her ever-wet slit. Her wings fluttered and her legs wrapped around my waist, though her eyes were still on my face. Her eyes were silently begging me to fuck her, and I was obviously eager to fulfill my husbandly duties.

Both my hands were placed on her ass cheeks again, spreading them as I slowly rubbed my dick along her slit. Her puffy lips were being spread by my length, causing them to make it wet. Her breathing started to adjust to each of my slow thrusts as if it was the one thing breathing life into her being.

Perhaps it was because her breasts pushing against my chest attracted my attention or how my dick twitched when she reached for her tits and massaged them, she opened her mouth to ask me something with some hesitation.

"Do you like tits or ass?" My hands fondling her behind stopped for a moment as I heard that question before continuing to maul them. My finger brushed against her rosebud, causing her to clench it in surprise.

"Both... Not that it would matter to you, since your entire body is ticking off all my checkboxes."

Her face turned bright red with embarrassment, making her turn away as if I wasn't currently carrying her while my dick was rubbing against her crotch. However, my answer didn't seem to satisfy what she wanted to know from me. "I mean... Do you like bigger breasts?"

"Yes, though, to a certain degree. Big doesn't mean good. It's the shape and how it fits your body. You and Fubuki, for example, have the perfect sizes and form, which makes me drool every time I think about you." I was being honest and my answer seemed to please her immensely to where she was pushing her face into the nape of my neck to hide the smile spreading on her face.

"... What about Shalltear?" I had adjusted my tip in front of her entrance and I was about to thrust inside her before she asked her question. Her voice was quiet, but when she noticed me stopping my movements, she clarified. "I heard you had gone to talk with her... you even gifted her one of your summons to protect her. I am a bit confused because I thought I knew your preference. Do you... fancy her?"

"Ahhh, now I see. You don't have to worry, I had no intention of pursuing her, but not because of her cup size-" A chuckle escaped my mouth as I slowly thrust inside her welcoming folds. My speech cut off as I groaned slightly from the sensation. I gathered my bearings for a moment as I reveled in the sensation for a bit longer.

"Although I loved big breasts, it isn't a disqualifier for me to fuck someone. A badly shaped or flat ass would be one since I look at it when fucking. Not that I like ass more than tits, though the combination of thighs and ass were *cough*... Anyway, the reason I don't want her is that I knew she would tease you and I can't stand someone mistreating my wife even if it was just banter."

After listening patiently, she squeezed me strongly when I mentioned her as my wife, causing me to groan again. Her walls then began massaging my entire length as if her pussy was made to please me, which might as well be the truth. She raised her head out of the nape of my neck and strongly cupped my face with her hands to pull me to meet her as she rose to kiss me.

She smashed her lips against mine before her tongue invaded my mouth. With great dexterity, it wrapped around my tongue, while sucking on it as if it was a dick she wanted to please. It was probably the lewdest kiss I ever had, especially with her smell and her saliva priming my body like the strongest aphrodisiac. It was hot and steamy, absolutely lewd, and especially greedy and needy.

Her hands roamed my body, but she didn't know where she wanted to rest them. It was like she wanted to touch my entire body at the same time, while her pussy did god's work to devour me.

Like a machine, she milked me intensely, and I was almost cumming although our crotches had been practically glued together with minimal movement. The intensity grew every time she came, but despite it, her body didn't stop. It was begging for my cum and doing its damndest to get it.

Just as I thought it couldn't get any better, Albedo rolled her hip back and forth. At first, she moved slowly, and sensually before gradually increasing her speed until she put in maximum effort. She audibly smashed her hips against mine. Several strands of her juices connected our crotch as she moved without abandon. It was like her life depended on it. During her hip movement, her kiss never stopped.

I raised my hand and grabbed her heavenly tits, mauling them before pinching her nipples, which made her shudder slightly as she came hard, but despite cumming once again, she continued her movements. She moaned into my mouth. "Please~ I need your cum! In. My. Pussy!" she shouted desperately, driving me over the edge.

I thrust forward with all my might, pressing my tip into her deepest parts as I unloaded several ropes of cum into her pussy. "Azazel~~!" She scream-moaned as she was filled up to the brim. Her entire body was taut as she came harder than ever before. The pressure of the amount of cum I unleashed was so much that the succubus couldn't contain the cum inside her womb anymore.

My cum splashed out of her cunt, while I gritted my teeth as my balls continued to empty themselves into her womb. After a few minutes, I finally finished, but Albedo picked up her movements again once I finished. This was going to be a long night.

I glanced over at the unconscious Enri. She was hardly in the condition to join us tonight… I probably should... No, there are things to do tomorrow. It would be best if I let Albedo take care of her in the morning.

...

Enri looked around and found herself in her bedroom. Her gaze swept through the empty room in a daze as she tried to remember what had happened. Once her mind completely woke up, she finally remembered last night's events.

She ruined it!

This was the first thought that came to her mind as she remembered how she had passed out by the simple act of smelling his... thing. Not only had she gotten the blessing of them to touch him, but she messed it up almost immediately!

An anxious feeling welled up in her chest as she thought about what she had lost. She could feel the tears already coming until she found a large box with a letter on top of it in front of the door. Hope blossomed in her chest, causing her to shoot out of the bed and directly head for it.

She bent down and picked up the letter. At that moment, she was happy to have been taught to read by her father. After opening and reading it, she couldn't help but smile at their benevolence.

Unfortunately, the letter didn't describe what the box contained other than for her to use it as 'training', a 'welcoming gift' and that she was lucky to get it. Was it Lady Albedo's writing?

After thinking about it for a moment, she put that thought aside and slowly lifted the lid and a phallic-shaped object appeared in her view. Her heart was beating rapidly as her imagination went wild, comparing it to what she had seen the night before.

There were also several glass bottles similar to those magic potion bottles that her childhood friend created. However, it was filled with thick, white liquid. What could it be? In one corner there was still something else, but before she had the chance to completely uncover the rest of the box's content, a knock surprised her.

In a hurry, she closed it and pushed it with the letter underneath her bed before inviting her little sister inside. Her sister peeked inside with teary eyes before running and jumping into her arms.

She rubbed her sister's back, trying to calm her down. It honestly made her feel bad to have her sister woken up alone, even though it had been routine at this point. For the last few days, she always woke her sister up only for her to continue sleeping.

She couldn't help it, Enri had taken up a lot of responsibility with all the goblins that followed her command and therefore needed to get up early almost every day. She was still getting used to it and now, with the new task given by Lord Azazel, her mind was set to do her best.

After calming her sister enough for her to obediently follow her, she made her way outside only to be greeted by the goblin Paipo, who was as cheerful as ever in the morning. He grinned at her as he filled her in about the construction of the wall now surrounding the village and the plans to expand it. The hunt and the daily scouting went well, too. Now, he had earned himself a break.

She knew the goblins would continue to work to where they could pass out immediately once they hit the hay, so Paipo had probably been on watch for the entire night for him to want to take a break soon.

Of course, like all the other goblins, he could barely wait for her breakfast, which was one reason she woke up this early. She looked at the progress made with the handcrafted weapons and the training with them, which seemed to have surprised most goblins and even villagers. There were still a lot of things to improve, so all she could do was put her sleeves up and get down to business.

"You sure you are fine?" Paipo asked again, and she nodded firmly once more, trying to calm his worries, but it didn't seem effective. "It's just that you have been frowning the entire morning."

She was stunned by that comment and couldn't help but sigh as she shook her head. A community containing demi-humans. It was something unheard of, at least in this part of the world. There were some rumors about a distant country that was tolerant of the demi-kind, but was she able to do the same?

"What does it mean to be a leader? How... does he want me to lead?" She muttered, causing Paipo to widen his eyes before he could answer, though another goblin soldier approached them in haste.

"Boss! Adventurers!"

...

"Who the hell are you?!" Clementine half shouted half growled at the knight in shining armor, literally. He waltzed in out of nowhere into their carefully laid out trap for the boy that would arrive later this day. At first, she thought he was just a knight looking for the local potion maker, but who knew how wrong she was?

She had barely blinked before a magical sigil appeared on the ground of the room they were waiting in and teleported them back to the graveyard. Clearly, some high-tier stuff, even if the place they had chosen was nearby and to their advantage. Just being able to activate the teleportation almost instantly was hint enough of the existence of an extraordinary artifact that they were using. Perhaps they were even using a scroll.

When Clementine saw the dark green-haired woman appear behind the knight, she immediately categorized her to be the magician that activated their teleportation. Her clothes were a dead giveaway. Was this a trap made by the Slane Theocracy? But who were they?

Clementine used to belong to the Black Scripture and had access to some highly confidential information. She certainly didn't remember anyone mentioning either of these two, though who else would send out a trap for her and Khajiit if it wasn't the Slane Theocracy?

They certainly couldn't be a normal organization or some random people chancing upon their trap. The sigil had to be prepared, and the knight exuded some otherworldly aura. His presence made her feel like she was standing in front of those angels the Sunlight Scripture liked to use, just amplified by several degrees.

If it was someone less used to divine energy, they might have thought he was an angel coming for their judgment, but Clementine knew better. It had to be an immensely powerful artifact, something that influenced the surrounding people by making them believe they were in the presence of a higher being.

This realization didn't bode well for her. They were prepared and had some ridiculous equipment that was able to influence the mind of someone like her, someone that had stepped into the realms of heroes. She had to find an opportunity to flee! If they had prepared to this degree, there would be more hidden traps. She couldn't afford to play on their terms.

"Just some passersby." The knight spoke, and it almost made her want to kneel. This notion, this idea of kneeling in front of this stranger, seriously disgusted her to her core, making her grit her teeth in anger.

"Passersby? Do you think we are dumb?" Khajiit spoke out as he looked at the two warily.

"We all know you are not some passersby! So spit it out. What do you want?" Clementine spoke as she fiddled with her stiletto in hand. Her other hand itched towards the other stiletto, but she refrained from doing so.

A weapon one couldn't see was a lot better in the heat of the moment. Normal thugs who showcased their weapons were doing it to threaten the opponent. She was a veteran fighting other veterans.

A weapon hidden from her opponents was the way to go. Not that her armor would give her much space to hide it. However, it was enough for the visible weapon to draw the attention of her opponent, making most enemies oversee the blade at her hip.

Although she knew this and had drilled it into her mind, her body still searched for comfort in another weapon, as if another weapon would ensure her life. Stupid artifact putting the fear of god into her!

"No time for banter, eh? I guess I don't have time to play with you either." The knight spoke before he reached out for the sword at his hip and pulled out a white, glowing sword. Seriously, everything about him screamed holy. She wanted to puke at the cliche theme of a knight from a children's story.

"Alright. I am just here to experience your martial arts. So, how about a duel?" He asked as he pointed his sword at her.

"You crazy fucker-" She spat to the side before clenching her stiletto in her hand. It was just after she said these words, an icy shiver ran down her back. She had the illusion that she almost lost her life at that moment.

She subtly looked around for what made her feel this way as well as to find an opening to escape. She warmed up her shoulders, only to realize that Khajiit and that woman had disappeared at some point. When did they vanish and how did she not notice??

"You ready?" He asked, waiting for her to approach, but she had none of it. She dashed to the side before throwing a little explosion device she had stolen from one of her victims, something called a 'grenade'.

Without looking at the explosion, she dashed away, only feeling slightly more relieved when she heard the explosion a split second after she had thrown it at the knight. Suddenly, her view changed. It was like the surroundings bent into a single point as if to create a tunnel with her inside.

She continued to run, only for a certain knight to appear in the direction she dashed at. Her heart skipped a beat before she turned around, only for the same thing to happen again. The world bent in her view, twisting and leading her back toward the knight.

Her heart was beating profusely, trying to figure out what was happening. Some sort of magical entrapment? If that was the case, she would have no way to run away. The hair on the back of her neck stood up as if she was a cornered animal. Like she was the prey being trapped by a predator.

No! She was not prey, she was the one who hunted others! Not the other way around!

Her hand was clenching her stiletto so hard that it might have broken if it wasn't made from excellent material. She took a deep, shaky breath as she calmed her senses and sanity, gathering her hunter mentality. This artifact of his had shaken her up too heavily. She needed to remind herself who she was. Clementine the Inhuman!

"[Stride of Wind] [Greater Evasion] [Ability Boost] [Greater Ability Boost]!" She rushed at him. 4 martial arts of the bat might not have been the greatest way to initiate things, but they gave her the confidence to beat her opponent.

She shot through the air at speeds too fast for even accomplished fighters to react to. Speed was the area she excelled, after all. Her weapon stabbed at the dark slits for his eyes. The place where his armor had to be nonexistent. If she was able to stab it, she could instantly kill him.

She could already see it, her jumping up and stabbing him right in the eye only to twist it and electrocute him. Unfortunately, when she stabbed at him, the knight instantly blocked it.

He redirected the force of her strike with his sword, which she used to create some distance between them. With the martial arts still boosting her abilities, she turned around and in an arc headed at him once more. She rushed at him and, unbelievably; he was already swinging at her.

With her stiletto in hand, and her martial arts [Invulnerable Fortress] she blocked the attack. However, instead of losing his balance, his fist smashed into her face. Her mind was instantly stunned, and the world spun for a moment as she flew through the air.

A second later, she smashed onto the ground, knocking the air out of her. She couldn't help but groan for a moment. She shook her head and looked dazedly at the knight, who hadn't taken a single step toward her defenseless self.

"Hm, that's really.. fascinating." He looked at her with some twisted interest that unnerved her deeply. "I wonder if I could learn martial arts." He wondered out loud. The words confused her. How could such a warrior not know any martial arts, or was he mocking her since he didn't use any to fight her?

Clementine stood up with shaky legs before snorting the blood out of her nose. Her stiletto was still in her hand, miraculously holding onto it. She pointed her stiletto at him as if it would do anything with that motion.

Slowly, she realized she was seriously outmatched, but she wasn't willing to just hand over her life. That was not someone she was! She would fight to the death if she had to!

"[Stride of Wind] [Greater Evasion] [Ability Boost] [Greater Ability Boost] [Flow Acceleration]"

With her martial arts once again boosting her abilities, she was ready to rush at him again. She needed to be quick, as the last martial art was quite burdensome to keep up. However, despite knowing this, she hesitated for just a moment. Of course, the hesitation ceased not long after. She would fight to the death. Just the idea of skinning this bastard was spurning her on.

"Haaa!" she shouted before shooting at the knight. In her stride, she pulled out her other stiletto and threw it at him. Expectedly, he slashed it out of the air before it could touch him, giving her a small time frame to seize an opening.

With a push, she leaped at him with her outstretched arm holding her remaining stiletto. The tip of her weapon pierced through the air, but at the peak of her attack, he simply tilted his head out of the way.

She didn't have time to register how he could have possibly reacted to that, as his sword was already slashing up at her throat. Even with all her martial arts giving her the advantage in speed, she had no time to move out of the way.

The timing was too perfect. Her momentum still carried her forward and with the last leap, she had robbed herself of any option to move out of the way. She only had time to turn her head a centimeter before his sword cut through her throat.

Her body carried further with momentum and crashed into the ground before rolling several meters until it hit a tombstone. Her vision was blurry as she looked at the night sky. For a moment, she just lay there... Suddenly, she rose from the ground and hastily reached for her neck, checking for wounds. When she didn't find any injuries, she turned around only to find an empty graveyard.

Her breath was shaky and her heart was racing, beating heavily as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. She clasped her hands, trying to stop them from shaking.

Why the hell was she afraid?

Messy thoughts raced through her mind, trying to figure out what had happened, but no answer came up. She only knew that she had no recollection of what had happened to her to feel this way.

A look into the sky revealed that they were already running late to set up the trap for the adventurers. She shook her head. It was too late to play around, as they have probably already returned to their inn. Besides, Khajiit would hardly allow for more wasted time. She had already been edging the young old bastard. They would have to go for the boy directly.

...

I looked down at the two figures moving toward the city. Honestly, I could have just ended Khajiit and Clementine, but it should be better to keep Ainz's 'plan' intact. There wasn't much time, so I didn't stay around to watch the scene unfold, though I left an angel-summon to keep an eye on their corpses once Ainz killed them.

With a greater teleportation later, I arrived in the air above my other subordinate, a mercenary summon I had asked Shalltear to take with her. Just a precaution to keep her from being mind controlled and second to give me the information of when and where.

It was for this moment. Shalltear had just started fighting Brain Unglaus' bandits, so I had to act quickly if I didn't want to be seen. After hesitating for a moment, I took the safe route. I still wasn't able to test whether I was affected by world items despite what my armor's lore said, but this would do for now.

I reached into my inventory and pulled out the world item that Albedo had given me. There it was again, the involuntary smile that was forming on my face when I thought about how readily she gave me her world item without even asking what I needed it for. Perhaps me fucking her all night before had something to do with that as well, though she probably would have given it to me either way.

Good thing Fubuki and some other summons were securing the surroundings, leaving me with enough time to act.

With a wave of my hand, my summon headed towards the secret exit where Brain would escape from. Although he was just a human, he was one of the most talented ones and he might be able to teach me some martial arts. Gazef would be too high-profile as was his mentor, so the Brain Unglaus that had disappeared was perfect to become my 'teacher'.

I strolled through the forest heading towards my new world item. My armor morphed into something else as I confronted the most powerful bunch of the Slane Theocracy. It took me a moment before I reached the clearing where the Black Scripture was already waiting for me. How nice of them!