Prince of Nazarick

I glanced at Albedo's peaceful sleeping face. After she had passed out due to exhaustion, I picked her up and carried her to our bedroom. It had been a while since we had slept here. I used my Chaos Magic to keep her asleep, not wanting to wake her up as I had promised her a little surprise. The magic probably only worked because she knew I was using it to influence her, so she let it happen.

I chuckled slightly as I thought about what she wanted to wake up to, really my wife was naughty beyond belief and I loved every moment of it. My hand traced her face before going down her throat, wandered down her breasts to her stomach before landing on her hips. I glanced at her slit, it was still leaking my cum from our session. If I turned her around, I would probably see more dripping out of her backside as well. 

I gently kissed her on the lips, which caused an intense reaction and she almost woke up, though I forced her to remain asleep. I waited for a moment and very delicately turned her body so that her head was just above the bed's edge. My dick was hard again when I placed it against her lips. The moment her lips touched my dick, I could feel her rousing away, though because of my magical influence, she didn't wake up.

However, this didn't prevent her instincts from reacting. She opened her mouth and started to lick the tip of my dick. "You really are something," I said as I pushed my dick into her mouth, her tongue automatically accommodating the sudden intrusion, trying its best to lick the most surface it could come in touch with.

My dick slowly pushed forward into her throat until my balls sit on her nose. She took a deep whiff and I released my magic on her and she slowly roused from her sleep as I continued to slowly move out of her throat. I continued to move in and out while I watched as her eyes fluttered open before realizing what was going on.

Her back suddenly arched and her feet pushed into the bed sheet, forcing her body toward me. My dick was already hilting. I stabilized her head by wrapping my hands around her neck. I couldn't resist it and squeezed a little, causing her hands to reach up for my butt, pulling me into her as she started to spray her juices on the recently cleaned bed sheets.

I watched in fascination as she started to cum like a fountain, not unlike when I fucked her for two days straight after my confession. Though when I was fucking her she was almost at maximum pleasure. She hummed and sucked on my dick, her throat started to constrict and relax in waves as if she was a dick-sucking machine with the single purpose of milking me for all I was worth.

Her breathing was still heavy. "You are truly delightfully lewd," I commented as I hadn't showered since our sessions. Of course, the occasional [Clean] prevented the worst sex stench, but still...

I started to rut into her throat without abandon with one hand on her bouncing tits while the other was still around her throat. It almost felt like I was using her as a fleshlight, which might not be that inaccurate. 

"Mmhhm hmm mm~" I wasn't sure what she wanted to say, but I took that as harder and faster, so I slammed into her face. My balls slapped against her nose, which she thoroughly enjoyed if her sniffs were any indication.

It didn't take me long as I didn't want to drag it out, so when I felt it coming, I didn't resist it at all. My balls clenched as I once again started to unload an unholy amount of cum down her throat. Several spurts later, I backed away a bit to ejaculate into her mouth as well as I knew she would enjoy it.

Without me saying anything, when only my tip was left in her mouth she started to jerk me off and squeeze the last drops out of me as her tongue stimulated the glans. I buckled over her a bit as the pleasure was a bit too much. I was too sensitive after the long session, so my resistance to this was a bit low at the moment.

She was able to grind another smaller load out of me, which she used to cover her face with. "T-thank you for this wonderful morning." She said a bit breathy. Her fingers started to wipe the cum away from her face before slurping it all up.

"It was my pleasure," I said with a grin as I watched her sit up and spread her pussy and ass to put the remaining cum in a bottle. Even though this wasn't the first time I saw it, it was still a... sight to be seen.

She saw my look and smiled in return. "It's a well-sought-after commodity. You can gain a lot of favors and goodwill with a bottle." Honestly, I did not need to know that.

"Right... as long as you are happy and have use for it, I guess go for it." There seemed to be flowers blooming around her face as she smiled at my support. The contrast between what she was doing and her smile was astounding. I couldn't help but blush at the sight, which only caused the 'innocent-looking' Albedo to glow even further.

After she was done, I cast the [Clean] spell directed to the entire room but focused it on her and myself. She was about to stand up, but when she saw me crawl into the bed again, it caused her to stop and shyly wriggle into the blanket with me. "We didn't have our pillow talk." She excused herself, though I guessed where she was coming from. She had practically passed out whenever we slept together. It was rare when we truly conversed after doing the deed.

She placed my arm around her and held onto it. Her butt pressed against my dick, though I decided not to get erect again, otherwise, we would dive into another session and we had spent too much on fucking already. "What do you want to do afterward? After you gained enough power to take on Nazarick entirely on your own?" She suddenly asked.

I couldn't see her expression, but I was already familiar with her and her body, so I could tell that she was a bit afraid to ask this. I tightened my hold on her, resting her boobs on my forearm. "Didn't I mention it to you already?" I could practically see her frown when I asked this.

I then pinched her chin and pulled her head toward me. The confused look on her face melted away and turned into a relaxed and happy expression as she got lost in my eyes. I smiled slightly as she blushed after I had interrupted her attempt to remember what exactly I meant. "If I don't have to fear anything, Nazarick or even Yggdrasil, then we will travel the world. We have fun and see what the world has to offer. We will start a family and just enjoy our lives completely free from stress and fear for all of eternity."

Her eyes widened as she remembered that I had already told her this, though it seemed like she didn't think I was completely serious. I put a hand on her stomach, circling it gently. "You will be the first to carry my children," I whispered as she continued to look at me completely baffled and overwhelmed. 

Her eyes started to glisten with the tears welling up. She stayed silent with only her lips quivering slightly as tears started to roll down her face. Suddenly, she turned around and jumped into my embrace. Her arms wrapped around my neck as she pressed her lips against mine. The taste was once again slightly salty. 

I was glad that those were tears of happiness, otherwise, my heart wouldn't have been able to take it. I could feel my love grow as I held her. With her naked body pressed against mine and my emotions, I could feel the familiar lust well up inside me like a smoldering flame, though it was easily controllable by my affection for her. 

Although she was a succubus, I didn't want to convey that she was only a sexual outlet to me. Of course, I knew she would be extremely happy even if that was all I wanted from her, but I would be happier if she was more than that. Unexpectedly, she reached down and started to stroke me, while still kissing me so sweetly like a young maiden in love.

My cock grew hard as steel before she started to insert it. Her folds were welcoming and eager. It was so warm and soft yet tight. "I don't want you to hold back." Her soul whispered to me, making me remember that our souls had stopped fucking as well and just hugged each other.

She separated from the kiss and placed her hand on her pubic mound where my dick was roughly in her insides. She licked her lips and closed her eyes. I couldn't help myself and reached out to fondle her perky tits. We stayed like this for a moment before her body leaned against me again.

The lovey-dovey eyes she gave me made my heart skip a beat. Really, even though I knew her well to read her like a book, I wasn't sure whether she wanted to fuck like animals or hug each other like some freshly in-love couple. She saw my confusion and smiled lightly. "I think this is the first time I stumped you." There was a teasing undertone in her voice, though I didn't dislike it.

"Indeed, you did," I admitted as I flexed my dick inside her, eliciting a moan.

"Hnngh~" Her chin dropped onto my shoulders as she quietly continued to moan while I flexed and she clenched her folds. It almost felt like a tug game without any direction. My arms wrapped around her body and I closed my eyes, just enjoying her lewd body against mine while feeling the warmth and love in her gentle touch and soul revealing her innermost to me.

"You are an angel of lust and show your love through it, I get that." She wasn't wrong, but I felt that was too simple to let it stand like that. Her voice continued unbeknownst to my inner thoughts. "I am a succubus, so it's the same for me. I want to accept your everything, just like you accepted me entirely."

"But this wasn't what came to your mind first, right?" I whispered in her ear and before she could deny it, I continued. "At least, it wasn't on my mind. Is it okay if we could just hold each other like this? Just for a moment."

"I would love to." She answered softly, making me drop to our sides. Her hand moved in circles on my back, while her legs were still wrapped around my waist. I could feel her twitching and my dick was pulsating, though slowly we harmonized.

I wasn't sure how long we just lied there like this. Perhaps a few hours until Albedo spoke again. "What did you mean with not fearing Yggdrasil?" I took another breath of her scent as I organized my thoughts.

"My creation isn't that simple." I started. "I am not the same as the rest of Nazarick... I am closer to the Supreme Beings than they know. The Supreme Beings just gave me a body to once again live even if they did it unknowingly. Then in secret, I gathered a few items to regain what was said to be mine. I don't have a clear recollection of the events before I became an NPC for Nazarick, but from my items, I know my background is greater than they could have ever imagined. My existence... isn't something that the World Tree is able to tolerate. Azazel was so powerful at his birth that it made the tree tremble... One day, I will have to chop that tree down." I opened my eyes and looked at her, the small frown on her face made it clear that she was deep in thought.

I placed my forehead against her surprising her for a moment. "You can't tell this to anyone. You are the only other person that knows this." I said solemnly.

"...Not even Fubuki?" I shook my head. "Aneko? Sueko?"

"Nope, just you. They might suspect some things from what they have witnessed during their time protecting me." I answered honestly. Although it wasn't my entire truth, it was the truth that was written into reality by my actions of modifying these items. The hostility of Yggdrasil grew clearer with every day I spent regaining the power I supposedly had in the lore.

Minor details like the fact that I had the memories of a human who watched this reality through the lens of entertainment media were inconsequential. This would only confuse her and just carry some unknown danger to it. The only thing she would gain was an understanding of my bias toward humans.

"I see... Thank you for your trust in telling me this." The gratitude in her voice was evident. I only responded by giving her a kunik, rubbing my nose against hers. When I looked at her again, her face was deeply blushed and she could barely look me in the eyes.

The shy and innocent look made me want to tease her more. "Really? You can fuck and blow me like an absolute champ, but getting a nose kiss is too much for you?" 

As she hid her face in her hands she whispered, "It's embarrassing... My heart... I just can't..."

"Oh, so what about this?" I took hold of her hand, intertwined our fingers, and kissed her forehead. "You are such a good girl."

She whimpered quietly, burrowing her face into the nook of my neck, though she clearly couldn't control her emotions entirely, evidently through the fluttering of her wings. "Man, you are so cute." I groaned slightly as her folds clenched around my length again. Before I could say anything, she pushed me on my back and started to move her hips, moving up and down with vigor.

I didn't need to look at her face to know that she was still feeling shy, so she decided to ride me. Honestly, this woman... "I fucking love you."

My words made her shudder and we continued for the day.

...

I glanced at the 'phone' I got from Albedo. From what Albedo had told me, the base used to be some item from the dwarves that was being procured by a 'mission' that the Supreme Beings had undertaken. It was deemed useless as it was essentially a walkie-talkie and inferior to what spells could provide. The rune on the back made it almost look like it was the brand logo, giving me some heavy nostalgia even if it wasn't any real product.

Albedo had developed it by using some other 'useless' mineral that was easily replaced by spells or other more permanent options. The 'recordings' the other guardians had put into this phone would be lost in a month and needed to be reattached to the advice through the merging anvil.

The anvil used to be something that could give your weapons a plus one if you merged it with some rare mineral or with the same weapon. There were some other restrictions like the necessary class and level of materials, but it was good enough to create this phone even if it was extremely wasteful.

I glanced at her device and smiled slightly. Albedo gave me hers since I had wanted to try something to improve it. I was still lying in bed after I sent her off to deal with the aftermath of our days-long session. Of course, now that I had the time to calm down again, I realized that my decision to tell her what I told her had been a bit rash, but at that moment I just couldn't help myself.

My heart was overflowing as I felt so grateful and loved by her effort that I felt so safe to just blurt out what I thought. It was a moment where my emotions trumped my logic, not for the first time since I had arrived in this world.

I never thought that I was a purely logical person, no human was and even though I wasn't human, angels certainly weren't purely rational. I wasn't too sure about the culture of angels, but just thinking about the necessary faith they would have to possess to follow every word of their god made it clear they weren't rational.

It wasn't random that some angels fell. Of course, this was all while thinking about the angels that were portrayed in the religion of my past. The angels of Yggdrasil were different even if they were heavily influenced by catholic belief. After a moment, I sat up again and walked out of my house and into the Royal backyard.

With a wave of my hand and a cast [Summon Angel 7th tier: Dominion Regent], a formidable and majestic angelic being appeared that stood at an imposing height of 3.65 meters (12 feet). Its body was adorned with shimmering armor that seemed to be made of pure, radiant light, which constantly shifts in color and intensity.

In an instant, I could feel our connections and I knew I had it's subordination. I could even make it permanent with the right vessel, but I didn't intend to do so. It wasn't weak in the New World, but it certainly wasn't the end be all. It was just a 7th-tier summon, an angel of the Second Sphere. If I wanted to spend some vessels for an army, I would choose an angel from the first sphere.

"Hello." I greeted the newly summoned angel. 

"Greetings, master." He bowed as he replied. His voice was... angelic. Not really surprising, I know. The language he spoke was Enochian, the inherent language of angels, something I could understand without learning it- Well, that wasn't quite right as I had 'learned' it from my books.

If I allowed someone to read them, they would find the books I had read and 'written' to be in Enochian. Even though I 'knew' it because I was an angel, it was the lore that had made me aware of the knowledge I had deep inside my being. 

"Tell me, would you describe yourself as a rational being or an emotional one?" I asked and I could feel the bewilderment to the question. He was almost panicking when he tried to guess what I wanted to hear.

"I would consider myself rational." He answered swiftly. I guessed I shouldn't be surprised by the answer. Even humans thought themselves to be rational despite their everyday being influenced by their body's needs and wants. Though why was I inquiring a summon about this? Actually, I wasn't too sure about it...

"Do you know where you are?" I continued my inquiry.

"I am in your Area" He responded confidently and correctly. He didn't really need to specify that this was Nazarick and this was the Area I guarded. He knew that I knew by gaining some of my basic knowledge through the summon spell. 

It was needed, after all, so the summoned being could accurately and correctly follow the summoner's wants. It was something built into the spell, something I could change and adjust with my knowledge about the arcane and how reality functioned, but what would I gain? Only a more ignorant follower. It would be a useless endeavor.

"Tell me about where you were before I summoned you."

"... I don't know." I nodded at his response. It was something I suspected as well. The summon could not recall its previous existence, a countermeasure by the spell as well. Something I could undo as well, giving me access to knowledge beyond this world all the way back to Yggdrasil or wherever this angel came from.

However, this carried a risk with it as most benefits did. The other side would gain knowledge about this place, about me, and it would be more than just the basic knowledge the summon would usually gain. If one summoned a minion of another domain and didn't cut off the existence prior to the summon, it would invite the other side to the summoner's world.

As of now, the World Tree shouldn't know about my 'survival' and I would like to keep it that way until I created an army of angels to act as my defense and offense. I couldn't be too careful about it. My eyes gleamed with insights as I continued to study the form of the angel before him. My gaze was evidently unnerving him, but I couldn't care less about his feelings of inadequacy. 

I pondered for a moment before I continued my questions until it turned to my last request for this angel. "Please undo yourself." I could practically see its expression turn to shock and fear. Despite it being a summon that should have followed my every command, it denied my request.

"I- I won't." It refused and I knew why. If I had asked him to kill himself then he would have done so within a heartbeat as even in death it would continue to live and be capable of being resurrected in a divine domain. To undo themselves would mean to cease to exist. Every trace of their being gone just like that. Perhaps if it was an angel I created they would have followed this command, but a summon? Unlikely.

"Alright, you can return." I banished the angel and thought about what I learned, what I had seen. It wasn't something that had been urgent on my agenda, but after seeing the angel, it should have been. There was a unique difference between it and me that was so significant and obvious I couldn't believe I had missed it.

The angel was part of a concept. Just like the Archangels represent and were born from the Emanations, they were born/represent some concept, which meant that they didn't have a soul. At least, not truly. They had a soul form to contain their power and give it a unique shape and form, but their version of a soul was just something close to it.

I closed my eyes and felt my soul resting in Albedo's arms in the middle of my divine domain. This was also the reason I couldn't advance. If I had been a true Archangel, I would have advanced to a full-blown World Enemy the moment I became one, but I also wouldn't have been able to study other Emanation as they weren't my concepts to glean from. 

My human soul didn't have these limitations, but as a consequence, I wouldn't be able to master it as quickly as a normal Archangel would. Fortunately, I had my items to rewrite reality and my 'backstory' to let me learn from the Emanations' secrets. My thumb rubbed over my ring as I thought about what that would mean for the future. Perhaps this was the price for ultimate power. Slow and steady won the race.

I could only continue as I did before. I should also be wary about wild angels that might reveal I was a 'fraud'. Though as long as they weren't Archangels, I could just claim them to be ignorant and how many angels were out there anyway? In the books, there hadn't been a single mention of an angel that wasn't summoned or at least I couldn't remember reading about one. With a shake of my head, I walked inside the house again and down to the armory.

I ignored the armor and weapons I had left collecting dust here and walked straight to the mirror. My hand clenched its frame and I injected my divine energy into it. The symbol started to glow and continued to do so for a moment after I removed my hand. I could have left a bit of armor on the frame to charge it continuously, but I didn't want to accidentally activate it now, especially if I wasn't present.

I glanced into the mirror for a moment before I turned around again. The elder scroll was still safely stored away in the Secret Royal Sanctuary where it would remain until I needed it and the mirror couldn't be used as it is now. There were still 3 other items, technically 2 that could be used and benefit me right now, but there was a lot to do in the outside world now and I should pick up some speed.