The Conquerors bloodline

"Can I at least first clean myself?" Parc flinched as Esdeath began to grind his cock between her asscheeks once again. The nervousness in his voice peppering through as he stared into her eyes.

"No." She cruelly answered, her ass raising and her hand pushing his penis forward, between her thigh, the tip just barely missing her lightly forested slit before finding itself pressed against Parc's belly. Esdeath's lower lips soon finding themselves wrapping around the shaft. "I've waited so long for you, darling."

Esdeath brought her face to his chest, tongue coming out to lick up the trailing stream of blood before burrowing into the finger shaped hole she made. Groans forcing their way through his lips as her tongue ran against his exposed nerves.

Her body shivering as she tasted more of his delicate lifeblood before pulling away, a thin trail of red running down from the corner of her lips. "When Krave informed me of your appearance near the capital. I was so excited to capture you again that I slaughtered every village in the north myself.

Grinding her hips forwards, her pussy stroked against the underside of his penis, her erected clitoris pressing into his shaft. He couldn't tell in the water, but he had no doubts she was likely to be growing moist herself. Or, at least he believed that.

"I rushed back as quickly as I could, just…" Her crotch pressed against his lower head, "…for…" her ass slowly moved away from him, the tip of his penis seemingly stuck to her labia as it buried halfway into her nethers. Parc grit his teeth hard as Esdeath said, "…you." Her hips plummeted, plunging every inch of his cock into her.

"Ahhh…" her head rocketed backwards, drool trickling out her lips along the same crimson line his blood had taken. Parc himself groaned at the feeling of her slimy insides, how they twisted and shivered around the entire length of his member, squeezing down tighter than even Mine had during her first time. All accentuated by an all-encompassing iciness that travelled through his penis and into his body.

Steam swept from Esdeath's mouth as she lowered her gaze onto his, her cheeks a slight tinge of red, "ohhh~" she hummed a happy tune, "I can feel you knocking against my womb," her hips shook back and forth in swift movements. Her hands on his shoulders to assist in her pumping.

Parc could feel it, her cervix's soft doorways just lightly sucking on the very tip of his penis, keeping latched to him as Esdeath lifted and lowered her hips.

"Haaa~ Ahaa, ahaha~" she laughed while Parc groaned, the feeling of being crushed within pleasure assailing his mind, rending him swiftly to the verges of orgasm as Esdeath just seemed to revile in watching his face contort and grimace from the pleasure.

In his state of bliss, his hands unconsciously rose, burying themselves in the soft, supple but toned ass.

And just as quickly his hands froze, Parc groaning in pain as Esdeath clenched her inner walls tight, strangling the blood from his member. His hands growing chillier by the second as the water around them froze to ice.

"Did I give you permission to touch me?" She stopped her movements, her hand clawing at his face, forcing him to look her in the eyes. "Answer. Me."

"No." He grunted, letting his hands fall away from Esdeath's ass.

Esdeath smiled 'lovingly'—at this point Parc was doubting if it was actually loving or just her taking pleasure in her sadistic control over him.

"Good boy," she began her thrusts once again, faster this time, rougher, pushing him harder against her cervix in an attempt to pry it open, but it seemed intent on staying shut so far.

"Nnn~ as a reward," Esdeath flicked her head back, sending some of her waterlogged hair behind her. Leaning back enough, giving Parc a nice, long look at her two, impeccable tits, their pale tone only accentuating the bright, pastel pink of her nipples, "I will let you gawk at my breasts while I milk you."

Parc's cheek twitched, 'please don't call this milking…' even though he couldn't really retort that it wasn't.

It wasn't much longer before Parc could feel himself back on the verge of orgasm. "God…" though he had nothing to do with this, Parc still leaned his head back, eyes shutting as he focused exclusively on the sound of sloshing water and the feeling of Esdeath's tightness enveloping him.

"Haa~ haa~" Esdeath panted excitedly, also feeling Parc's incoming climax, "fill me, darling. Prove to me your strength. Nnn~" Esdeath rose her hips as high as they could go without Parc leaving her warm embrace. Her heated expression contorting as she slammed her hips down, forcing her cervix to descend and open around his cock.

"Gah!" Parc grunted, the last barrier between him and climax shattered like glass, his seed flowed through his penis, shooting into Esdeath's waiting womb, pumping every inch until bursting as her walls hungrily squeezed him of every drop.

Esdeath's head tilted back, feeling the spurts of semen knocking against her deepest parts, a tooth smile on her face drool trickling down her lips. "Ahahaha~" turning her head down to look at her stomach, Esdeath lowered a hand to her belly. Her fingers pressing into the flesh just above where they were connected, moving them in circles, massaging herself.

For some reason, this act made Parc nervous, "what… what are you doing?"

Esdeath rose a brow and lifted her view to him, "hmm, making myself ovulate."

Like Esdeath's teigu, Parc froze. His mind drawing a blank at that simple, but explosive word.

'Ov…ulate?' it took him a few seconds to truly process the true risk of what that word meant. But when he did, his eyes shot open, "W-what? You can't be serious!?" He lifted his thawing hands from the water, racing them to Esdeath's shoulders to push her off.

"I am perfectly serious, darling." Esdeath just grinned as Parc's arms froze midair, encapsulated in a block of ice that wrapped around his chest and locked him to side of the bath leaving only his head and lower half unfrozen.

Continuing her massages, Esdeath said, "I know you all to well, darling. The moment you see the chance to abandon me again. You will attempt to do so. But you are too kind to ever abandon your own child and the woman bearing it." Her massage grew rougher and deeper, her skin denting enough that it buried the top part of three fingers in her stomach, deep enough that Parc could also feel her massage's on his cock, causing him to wince.

"I will not let you run off to that whore. You belong to me. And I will ensure you stay with me of your own will. To that degree…" She jabbed her fingers even deeper into her stomach, "Nhaa~" he didn't know what she felt that caused her to moan like that, but what he could feel was a dangerous warmth within her enveloping his tip inside her womb, like something was mixing with the semen sloshing around in there.

With a lick of her lips she finished her sentence, "…I will require more semen to ensure my pregnancy."

She bucked her hips forwards, rolling her cream fulled pussy up his shaft, lowering onto it not a moment later. Like a pump the action caused Parc's milky white seed to leak out from her tightened opening. More coming out with every thrust she made.

Parc attempted to endure and force his pleasure down and away. If he truly got Esdeath pregnant, at now of all times, he was unsure of how he'd even so much as face the other girls. How would they even react learning that Parc was to be the father of Esdeath's child? How would that affect their reasoning when they faced Esdeath in battle? Would they even be willing to go all out on a pregnant woman, no matter how insane she may be?

Yet… there was nothing he could do. He had attempted to awaken his teigu, but it refused to come alive. He could feel fear that was not his coming from within the bracelet. It knew that ultimate demise would be all that met it should it try to even resist the all-encompassing ice.

All he could do was kick or scream, but that would get him nowhere. "Esdeath stop this. Do you want me to promise not to leave you again? Just don't take it this far!" He desperately pled, now was not the time for him to be worrying about a child, let alone one from Esdeath.

"It would just, Nnn~ be a lie. Haan~" her lusting expression only grew stronger the more Parc came to reluctantly accept the situation.

"You're really… going through with this?" he grunted.

"Of course, I'll never let you go again, ahn~ darling~"

She grinded against him, forcing him to the brink of his second orgasm in just a few minutes. Filling her leaking belly with its second warm meal. Her hips never stopping even as he sent the spurts into her.

"More…"

Was all he heard uttered from her from thereafter as she continued milking him, filling her with creampie after creampie until her stomach had grown a bump to it as if to mimic the child she wished to grow inside her.

When all had finished and Esdeath had stood within the bath, unsheating his manhood from her, the dam broke free and a thick tide of his fluids trickled into the bath.

"Ahh~"

Parc barely caught the sight of Esdeath covering her crotch to halt the flow. In her other hand a thick rod of ice formed which she brought to her leaking genitals, slowly lifting her hand while pushing the rounded tip into her depth, pushing his seed back into her womb.

Her eyes lowered onto Parc's meeting his crimson orbs in a standstill. Throughout the entire session, Parc had not shown a single sign of loosing his virility, his erection had stood no matter how many times he came, even now, beneath the water's surface it twitched. And Never once did his seed lose out in thickness. One of the few perks of his heritage, he guessed.

The moment he saw a single wing tattoo on Esdeath's belly he knew there was nothing he could do.

And when it formed into an ice blue gemstone in the shape of half a heart, he knew that even if he could do anything, it was too late.

'I'm going to be a father…' he stared into the pale brick ceiling with blank eyes. 'shit…' he could only swear at his misfortune.

"Ahaahahaha~ I can feel it," Esdeath cupped her belly, "your sperm fighting to see which will become our child. Ahhh, they will be so strong."

It may be too late for him to have stopped this from happening.

But it wasn't too late for him to get Esdeath under his control.

In his vision flickered the silver screen of his quests.

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[Main objective]

[Conquer: Esdeath]

[Progress: 50%]

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He was halfway there afterall.

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Thanks to Gustavo Acrani for the donation!

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Edit from the future. I know this isn't the greatest plot point. People have told me. But its here anyways. No need to keep commenting about it.

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Okay, so, I'm getting a little tired of dealing with all of this weak/strong crap. So i'll just deal with it one last time.

I'm not writing a story about a superman. I'm writing a world travelling story focused on interpersonal relations and 'cultural research'. Parc is not a warrior, he is a Pleasure Seeker. If this was a shounen story about facing powerful foes and what not, I would have given Parc something like, I don't know, Thrill seeker or War seeker for his Conquest Typing.

What this means will become more apparent once he finishes up the AkG arc, (Which shouldn't be too far off by this point.) and gets to the Pleasure Hub where more about this conquest system will be explained in story.

But to keep the ball rolling with this little explanation, and to explain a bit about the whole importance of the different conquest typings. You can think about it like choosing a class in a video game. Using the thrill seeker I mentioned above, they might be glass cannons with high agility, dodging and weaving through attacks. While a War Seeker is something of a berserker, high damage, high resistance and tends to bang his head against everything until it works.

In comparison, Parc as a Pleasure seeker is in essence a tamer, weak on his own, but specializes in capturing and manipulating creatures (women in his case) to do his bidding. And if you haven't already noticed, that has been a running theme with his abilities with Rush of the Nephilim ability being the only one not intended for either control or seduction.