Almost immediately after taking the strike, Lucifer's mind turned blank. He almost wondered if he might enter that horrifying, timeless state once again, unlike mortals, who could ascend to a dreamlike world or suffer in agonising flames.
Lucifer couldn't.
'Is this the end... once again?'
"Luka...! Luka... wake up... come on... stop... don't go... Lucif...er...."
A desperate voice called out to him, familiar and warm.
'Galatea just won't let me go, haha. Even in death, she cries for me... a man who sent her to die multiple times and let her suffer alone.'
The darkness shifted like churning waves against a coastal cliff, and noises and rushed footsteps echoed as he tried to accept that he failed once again.
"You cannot leave me... not again..."
'Ah, she's still there, that rough yet beautiful voice never bores me.'
He couldn't feel anything and became like a floating bubble about to pop. Luka's memories of the day replayed themselves repeatedly. He started pointing out places where he could have changed his fate or improved his reactions and choices.
But alas, he was dead.
That's when he felt a soft warmth... it pressed against him hopelessly, a sweet scented heat flowed into his lungs, followed by something soft and wet.
'W-What?'
The softness curled and danced inside his mouth...
Mouth?
Luka's mind raced.
That's when a familiar mechanical voice spoke within his mind, the tone almost identical to the one now pressing her lips against his.
[Skill: Lord of the Fallen Activated]
[Willpower: 16 --> 13]
[Skill Cooldown: 1 Month]
[Wounds and damage are being rapidly healed]
'Ah...'
He wasn't going to die; how could he forget this skill... though he thought before taking action, it might work, he hated leaving his life to chance.
'We have to become stronger. The enemies already have the Destiny system. I have no reason to hold back anymore: Vaun, Gerard, Iris, Brea, Galatea, and eventually Zack.
All of them need to evolve with me.'
Suddenly, he could feel the sense of pain from before the explosion...
He swallowed on instinct, and the sweet, citrus taste of a woman's saliva flooded his throat. When he moved his tongue to seek more air, it coiled and wrapped around the woman's tongue as she pressed both hands on his chest.
It was heavy, yet... the heat of her body awoke desires Luka hadn't felt before.
[You have slain a Hobgoblin]
[You Absorbed the Goblin's soul]
[EXP: +1000]
[You Absorbed 100 Desire]
[Sin Energy: 65 --> 66]
[You have Levelled up!]
A series of announcements flashed within his mind, and yet Luka's thoughts only strived to remember the taste, texture and feeling of the tongue circling his mouth. I was rough, reckless and lacked skill... but Luka's hormones and desires didn't care.
His heart pounded so fast he could hear it beating like crazy, and his blood flooded down to his abdomen, causing a tight, throbbing ache in his loins.
"Oh my... It's poking my belly so much...." The soft, elegant voice muttered with a momentary pause, before Luka felt a rush of cold air as she shifted his cloth pants. "...Big..." He felt his manhood break free, the cold air amplifying the clear sensation.
A gentle heat blew against the tip, causing it to bounce.
"Wa... it moved... this... doesn't it mean he's okay?" Galatea's voice trailed off into the silence.
He remained unable to move, still recovering in the darkness, though the faint scent and taste of her lingering brought unquestionable comfort. That's when something wrapped around his cock... a hand?
'What is she doing?!'
His mind raced, trying to picture the image.
He wished his eyes could open as his Sin Energy skyrocketed to 67.
Luka felt each of her fingers move vividly as she wrapped them around his shaft. His spine tingled from her gentle breaths blowing down the tip of his manhood. He could feel the flick of her blonde hair brushing his exposed thighs...
'Lower... lower your head...'
His desires overwhelmed him, the sinful hunger for more.
This was Luka's first time experiencing human lust first-hand.
'Galatea...'
The moment she shifted her hand, a wet squish echoed in the silence, along with Luka's voiceless moan. Jolts of pleasure flooded his brain like a rain of arrows, each on poking nerves related to pleasure and delight.
"Oh... it's throbbing... wow..."
Her hand continued to stroke up and down with a gradual pace, the foreign pleasure overwhelming Luka as Galatea's breathing grew heavier and she began to speak more and more about what she saw.
"It's so different... ah... the tip is sticky and wet... hmm?" Galatea came closer, her nose above his tip as she took a deep breath. "Ack... the smell is strange and a little... *Sniff* addictive..."
'!!!!!!'
Luka's mind went blank.
Galatea sniffed at his cock while giving him a handjob.
Words learned from the mercenaries in his previous life, he didn't lack knowledge, only experience and the desire to act on it.
"Ah... I feel hot... maybe I should stop... He is my Lord, and I'm... getting aroused like a common whore... But since he's also reacting... is my act helping to heal him? Will this bring him back to me?"
The quiet sound of Galatea's shifting hand filled the silent world of two, while Luka remained drowned in darkness and overwhelmed by this sinful pleasure.
His mind returned to reality the moment she muttered something mindblowing.
"W...What does it taste like?"
Luka's nerves and wounds finally healed the moment she spoke.
A rush of blissful pleasure floods his brain. He almost suffocated as the sudden influx of pleasure took him over the limit. The moment her soft tongue pressed against his swollen head, he lost control of his body.
"Mmmph...? It's.... Nn...."
Her tongue slid across his cock, circling the tip and coating it in her saliva before touching it gently with her lips. He subconsciously thrust his hips, pushing the tip into a hot, slippery mouth, doubling the pleasure.
"Bleh... It's salty, but it's bouncing so much... does he like my tongue? W-Well... it can't be helped... It's to help save his life."
She pulled away, creating translucent bridges of saliva and precum joining her lips and his cock, while frowning.
He gripped the soft material underneath him while trying to adjust his state, but... she lowered her face once more and continued sucking on the tip of his cock.
The sensation of her head lowering to just past his glans, her lips spreading as she struggled to swallow it fully, gagging slightly, before dragging her lips back up and releasing him with a wet pop.
"Mmmph... It's throbbing so much... are you happy, Lucifer... do you want it? Is this... tainted knight worthy to make you feel this way?"
'Galatea... something's coming...' He wanted to call her name, but his jaw wouldn't move... so he called in his heart. A rush of pressure and heat grew inside his testicles, something strange... unlike urinating, it felt more intense and...
She lifted her hand as her tongue flicked across the tip as if stroking his cock into her mouth. The image in his mind of that pure knight... performing such a lewd and incomprehensible act was too much.
Her tongue slipped to the side of his glans as she mumbled. "Ah... it's getting bigger!?"
The sticky movement of her lips sent him over the edge.
"Ngh!" He grunted as his abdomen tightened. All his muscles spasmed and locked up, giving way to a strange sense of release that he'd never felt before. Luka reached out and pushed her head down.
"Hnngh?! Mmmmph.... Mggh...!?"
Galatea gasped as she swallowed his cock, the sultry heat of her tongue struggling to move while rapidly brushing against the tip pushed him over the edge.
Her lips tightened around him as she tried to breathe, snorting the moment he thrust into her mouth. A messy splutter of drool leaked from her lips as he pulled back. "Gal...Galatea!" He called out as something hot shot from the base of his cock...
"Gubbuh!?"
He ejaculated thick spurts of white from the tip of his cock at high speed into her welcoming mouth, the pleasure beyond anything else in the universe.
Luka clenched his teeth, enduring the sudden release while holding Galatea's struggling head. He gasped several times before slipping from her hot, messy mouth, spewing a few more arcs of white across her lips and face.
"Haa.... ha.... ha...."
[Your Desires have been fulfilled: +100 Desire]
The system message passed through his mind, but he couldn't care less... panting on the bed, he glanced at Galatea's face.
His ideal knight, pristine and steadfast. Now, with messy hair, sweat trickling down her fair skin, coated in his filth. Her lips appeared glossy as she stretched out her long, pink tongue, tarnished with his thick, viscous seed, which dribbled into her palms.
"....!?"
"..."
When their eyes met, neither moved.
Luka, still bathing in the bliss of release, couldn't help but find the sight of her more arousing than before. Blood surged to his manhood, which bounced after recovering to a half-erect state.
Galatea's cheeks turned red the moment his cock slapped her cheek. She then covered her mouth and unwittingly swallowed his cum. The knight attempted to swallow the large pool with a single gulp, but failed...
"Ueeeh... it's slimy... Urrp.... and thick... ack... water....! I need water!"
She took one last glance at Luka before standing and covering her face as she fled from the tent. He leaned back, weak and still recovering, but now his mind raced like a warhorse into battle, knowing that his relationship and Galatea's might've changed forever.
Although he didn't know if for the better or worse, he could only hope as the system informed him of subtle changes in him...
[You have sullied a maiden's throat and lips!]
[Your Charm has increased by 2]
[Your Corruption has increased by 10]
And the knight he so adored.
[Galatea has been affected by your sinful actions!]
[Galatea Corruption: +15 (?????)]
[Galatea Affection: +5 (20)]
[Galatea Charm: +2 (29)]