Vampir Lord: Erotic RPG

Lucifer walked towards the portal exit, his back straight despite a body filled with wounds and scars that still hadn't healed; this showed he was fighting right until the last moment; two girls leaned against his sides, almost being pampered if not for the fact their faces and bodies were bruised and filled with gashes, the once neat maid outfit was torn into shreds and quite alluring.

However, despite this, Lucifer showed no lust; his red eyes were clear, as they gleamed with a focused and determined glint; a few steps behind him, Emura and the other three girls followed; they looked tired, steps sluggish.

If not for the weapons to prop themselves up, they might fall to the ground, like apples from a tree. Indeed all of them were exhausted from the moment the battle started ten days ago; mercilessly, their malevolent Master engaged them in action for every moment, and not even sleep was permitted.

"Hey, Neru," Sephi whispered to the blue-haired girl, eyes closed like a sleeping cat.

"Mmmn?" Neru replied, her lazy hands rubbing across her eyes, her heavy eyelids opening for a moment before drooping closed again.

"Don't you think master likes women with big butts too much?" Sephi said with a pouting mouth; this girl tried to catch his attention several times, yet was destined to fail due to the two girls in front; Phala entangled his right arm, her firm, plump melons squashed around his muscular forearm as she rested her tired head against his arm.

Zeppa, just the same, her fingers grasping their masters like a lover as her reward for blocking his attacks twice in a row, her voluptuous body pressed against him as her lazy, sloth-like pace relied on Lucifer to carry her.

Neru's tired eyes opened for a moment; she remembered that he would sometimes caress and slap her ass with a swift smack; however, she didn't mention it to the others because she enjoyed the sensation, trying to improve so that he would slap and touch her more. "Nnnn..."

Once more, her tired eyes drifted shut, almost like heavy weights were placed inside her eyelids.

Emura stayed quiet, her eyes watching the cute little Arachne, who at some point climbed onto his back, clung to him with all eight legs, and slept with her petite body draped over his left shoulder, dribbles of her thick saliva now slithering down his chest.

"We're almost there now, girls; then you can rest and leave everything to the night shift maids."

All the girls gasped in delight; some worried they might have to work a shift even though they helped him train. However, for once, their kind and benevolent Master allowed them to take a rest!

If only they knew that one lucky girl would get to enjoy an evening date with him, despite her sore body, the aching pain in her feet and the throbbing sensation in her back!

Lucifer and his maids left the portal a few moments later, their worlds twisted like a rag being wrung dry as if dazed after waking up too soon. "Girls, you can head back now, Zeppa. Are you ready?"

'Why is he asking her if she is ready?' it was a little strange, those girls who seemed to be half dead; however, when he said these words, all women's eyes snapped open. Almost as if they were never beaten for ten days straight, like he didn't give gentle care to female enemies. Most of the girls thought to themselves as they looked at each other with strange, suspicious eyes.

Emura stood forward, wanting to speak for her subordinate, "Master, I believe that the girls are tired. Will you not allow them to rest first before returning to work?"

Slow steps, followed by a quick halt and tap.

For a few moments after he stopped, Lucifer remained stationary, wondering how, to tell the truth to Emura. But then pulled himself together, taking long deep breaths, he tried to clear his mind with the evening air. Indeed, why would he need to worry about this? It was just an honest drink and evening date for her reward!

"Emura, please don't worry. This girl managed to impress me, and I gave her a reward of her choice. She asked me to take her for a drink and evening date the night of our return, don't worry; I will also give you all the day off tomorrow as thanks for the help."

With a gasp, Emura stopped moving. 'A date?' She thought, her mind in chaos and dismay! 'What about my date!' Her thoughts couldn't be said aloud, but she would be harsh towards this cheeky black-scaled girl later!

But, sadly, Emura could only give a light smile and nod, wishing her master a pleasant evening. After they walked along the quiet hallways after leaving the basement, the girls all skittered away well; Emura tried to move out only to be stopped by his mighty hand, pulled into his embrace and given a soft, passionate kiss.

"Mmph!"

So, the pair began to entangle each other's tongues and bodies together, kissing each other with affection, suddenly Emura no longer cared about his evening date with the black-scaled girl as his long, hot tongue coiled around hers; she felt his mouth sucking on her tongue as he slurped down her saliva, before giving a slight nibble.

As they kissed, she felt warming flames pass through her body; Lucifer was worried about Emura overdoing things and not resting, thus using his white flame to ease her pain and heal some of her bruises and broken bones. "Mmmn," her red eyes fluttered, looking into his beautiful face as she gently smiled, "I love you, master, thank you for coming back and staying."

Slowly, his lips pulled away, a smack, stringy saliva forming a bridge between their lips dropped to the ground.

His mouth curled into a gentle smile, filled with warmth.

"Nonsense, I owe you too much; how could this be enough to earn your thanks?" Lucifer's hand brushed through her hair before his lips again sealed her from speaking or refuting his words.

Several minutes passed during their long flirting session; thankfully, all those girls skittered away, unable to see the soft and enamoured Emura; otherwise, she might lose their steadfast belief and respect. 'Ah, I would give anything to be enveloped in his love all day, kissing him, holding him close and preparing his meals, spending our days together until we grow old.'

If only their time could be eternal; sadly, it wasn't. Because he needed to meet Zeppa like promised after a light shower, while she wished to take a long hot bath to cleanse herself from the fierce combat. "Mmmn, pah"

Once more, their lips separated as they both stared into each other eyes; she closed her's for a moment, bathing herself in the dreams of the kiss which just ended before taking a deep breath.

"Master, this unworthy maid must retire now; I wish you a wonderful evening with Zeppa; please teach her to take care and try not to fuck her just yet..."

"Haha, don't worry, there are things more important than the pleasures of the flesh. I wish this were something I learned the moment I arrived; then you would never have spent so much time alone, my beautiful crimson scales princess."

'Master, I am happy you don't find my scales disgusting... For I am proud of these scales, just like my mothers!' Lucifer trailed his hands along her smooth cheeks before stroking the silky red and pink scales along the frame of her face and neck; his lips curved into a smile, and Emura also felt bursts of pleasure and delight as he stroked her scales.

After several moments, she left with a happy trot, her little butt swaying as she teased him on purpose before vanishing into the dark passage.

So, now that he was alone, Lucifer felt the woman's warmth fade slowly as the area around him became cold, as if the sun had vanished.

'It seems that life without these cute women isn't something my body seeks anymore; solitude is not my path.'

Lucifer began to stroll on the opposite path of those girls, his black bat-like wings spreading as he leapt from an open window.

Soaring, he too to the air, flutter, flutter. Finally, gliding at high speeds, his face watching the tall black wall, something he was proud that his beloved woman had created.

A light wind battered his body; it seemed winter was coming as he landed with a loud clack. His black shoes tapped against the stone floor, which caught the attention of the beautiful women along the wall; several Arachne looked back and began to swoon and mutter before a tall woman began to approach, her body filling the air with a light, the very darkness afraid of her existence as if she were a living sun.

"Husband, you finally came to me!" Lanza yelped as she fluttered her wings and shot into his arms; thankfully, his wings were unfurled and ready to waft to lessen the power of her impact as the pair began to float across the Adelvanian sky, both wrapped around each other as Lanza started to nuzzle her nose against his firm chest, still filled with countless scars and wounds.

"I will always return to you, my wife."

The winter winds slightly dampened his voice before she smiled like the rising sun and kissed his lips, holding his face firmly in her grasp. Lanza liked how affectionate he had become recently, not to mention he stopped being lazy and delusional...

However, her eyes flashed with a strange dull light almost eerie, while her thoughts became macabre and grim, 'I won't let another woman take your heart from me... Even if I must tear it out and place it in a jar!'