The extra is a fox eyed jester-Chapter 77: A succubus’ kiss

A silver coin flew through the window of the guest house where Azazel was temporarily residing.

Before the silver coin could land, space distorted and Azazel was suddenly standing in the middle of the apartment.

The chaos barrier he placed around the room had been destroyed, no doubt by Zander.

Azazel stared towards the direction of his bed where he had left Lily.

She was still asleep exactly the same way she was when he left.

’Zander didn’t touch her.’

He heaved a sigh of relief then flicked his hands.

The moment he did so, all the silver coins he had marked returned to him in an instant.

Azazel dismissed Akathartos, he couldn’t endure the mental strain any longer.

He rushed to the bathroom, emptied whatever he’d had for lunch then splashed a bit of water on his face.

The cloak slid off his shoulders before Azazel started taking off the black assassin’s outfit which had been soaked wet by the rain.

Outside the weather didn’t show any sign of change, the rain continued its relentless onslaught causing Azazel to feel a strange sense of serenity.

He watched the downpour from the bathroom window with an expression of nostalgia but after a few minutes, he turned on the hot shower, then took a very long bath, he showered thoroughly to remove the lingering filth of the lowly count’s son of house Lance.

’I really need a break.’

He sighed.

****

Morning came and the rain still hadn’t stopped.

Azazel only saw it fitting that he got a proper rest, he had been watching over Lily all night.

A few hours to dawn, the pink haired succubus had woken up.

Her eyes slowly adjusted to the pale light of the moon filtering through dark curtains, while the rain poured harder.

She slowly tilted her head then she saw him.

Azazel leaned on the sofa with eyes closed and long lashes fluttering slightly while his red hair fell in messy strands.

For a second she simply watched, admiring his ridiculously attractive face.

She had noticed it before but he really was good looking even by succubi standards, actually if she didn’t know better she would have believed he numbered amongst the ranks of incubus of the demon realm.

Lily didn’t even notice how much distance she had already covered between them.

’He’s cute.’ she thought.

It was only when he shifted slightly that she collected herself.

’What is wrong with me, what am I thinking?’

She shook her head slightly.

Her eyes darted across the room, by instinct she could tell it wasn’t hers.

It was too luxurious to be a mere maid’s quarter, even the ground felt different.

It was made out of a strange marble but it wasn’t really cold, despite the rain outside, the room remained perfectly warm.

Lily flexed her fingers slightly, it was different... she could tell.

And she knew what it was.

The seal on Liliana was weakening.

Soon, they would become whole again.

But soon was still not within an arm’s reach.

Lily needed to unlock all the sins to be able to fully break the seal, right now she could only use leviathan’s abilities, albeit to a lesser degree than the demon of envy itself.

She needed more essence to grow stronger and she needed to unlock more of the demon princes’ abilities.

What she needed to unlock was lust, the power of Asmodeus.

The hellspawn was making advances she was sure the demon king didn’t permit, not every demon moved for his sake and Asmodeus? Asmodeus was one of them.

He was cunning as he was dangerous and highly unpredictable, even the demon king tread a fragile line while engaging with him. Despite the fact that Asmodeus was a formidable adversary, the demon’s strength lay in his ability to manipulate even the most unyielding men.

With him you simply couldn’t tell when he would make his move, for all you know you could’ve been a marionette from the very beginning, dancing on the tip of his palm.

Lily felt a throbbing headache building.

’How troublesome.’

At that moment, Liliana’s voice sounded within Lily’s mind.

’It is indeed troublesome but it’s not like we don’t have other sins to use.’

Lily responded in a tone laced with bitterness.

’No, not we... you. I can’t use apathy or madness or even hatred. I’ve never felt those emotions... you did, I can only use the power of envy and it’s not enough. I need more.’

Lily slowly walked towards the bathroom.

She wanted to take a shower but she didn’t feel the desire to do so in her own chamber.

Her dress slipped off her shoulder, revealing flawless ivory skin, her curvaceous figure swayed lightly as she walked.

A black succubus tail manifested just below the final vertebrae of her spine, following a pair of bat-like wings and a pair of black horns which rested on her head like a crown.

She took a step into the tub, then let the steaming water caress her skin.

While Lily savored the soothing feeling of a warm bath in the presence of rain, Liliana spoke once again.

’Let’s focus on unlocking the seven deadly sins then, we have the trickster’s spawn with us... with him, we can grow stronger, strong enough to handle our enemies when they arrive.’

She paused, then called out.

’Lily...’

"Hmm?"

’Did you notice anything about Azazel just now?’

Lily frowned, then whispered softly.

"The nightmares, he’s having them again."

Liliana didn’t speak, her silence was enough confirmation.

She let the silence stretch between them then she spoke again.

’Help him, devour the nightmares, at this rate his essence won’t be replenished and if we try to feed from him, he might actually die.’

Lily didn’t respond, instead she sank deeper into the water then closed her eyes.

About a few minutes later Lily stepped out of the bathroom, draped in a white robe which did absolutely nothing to hide her curves.

Her tail swayed behind her as she walked before coming to a halt in front of the sleeping redhead noble.

She could see the subtle movements of his lips, the occasional frowns and his ragged breathing.

Without thinking, her hands moved.

Her finger brushed his cheeks slowly then she leaned forward until their faces were a few inches away from each other.

Now that she was close to him, his scent was stronger, her breath grew frantic while her eyes gleamed with need.

She didn’t linger.

Her lips crashed into his, softly.

And then she stopped thinking.

She completely surrendered to her instincts.