The four of them remained in that bath for quite a while, pleasing each-other and just having a good time, but all good things eventually needed to come to an end.
Time swiftly passed in the Demon Kingdom, and while they were having their morning sexual fun, the sky above the capital shifted from deep obsidian to a rich gradient of violet and crimson, streaks of glowing light cutting through the horizon like veins of molten gold.
The mana in the air stirred more actively with the rising light, flowing through the city in steady, controlled currents.
Now however, within the Demon King's Palace, Jax was standing in front of a full-length mirror, not wearing any armor, his cloak or gauntlets.
There was no overwhelming aura of unmatched power and dominance around him either.
Instead, he was dressed simply, or at least, simply by his standards.
A fitted black shirt, the fabric smooth and refined, hugging his form just enough to highlight his physique without being excessive.
