The Lust Lord Librarian

The skies were still dark and nighttime was well underway, but it didn’t hurt to be safe.

Adal had spent much time allying himself with the sun elves. Despite the once good relationship between the sun elves and the Iglantians, that had all changed when the sun elves decided that they would take the Torn Kingdom for themselves rather than give it to the Iglantians as they promised.

If word had spread that Adal had helped them, which it most likely had, then the Iglantians might see him as an ally.

That was why Adal was cautious as he travelled to the palace.

...

He arrived at the towering building like he had a few weeks ago. Last time, he had to search for the princess’s room, but now, he was certain which one was hers.

Using Mana Empowerment, he climbed the building and eventually reached the top. To his surprise, he felt drained from his fight with Ibukk and the strange polar bear creature.

Still, it was more than enough to reach her window.

Carefully, he knocked...

There was no answer, but the window suddenly creaked open.

Adal drew the curtain aside just enough to look inside.

There, on her lavish bed, Princess Opal Overlove was on her back with her legs spread wide. Her white silk nightgown was bunched up around her waist, and she was frantically fucking herself with a thick, makeshift dildo carved from smooth, polished ice.

The dildo strangely resembled Adal’s own cock.

Her small hand pumped the icy toy deep into her dripping pussy, the wet squelching sounds loud in the quiet room. Her hips bucked wildly, and her perky breasts bounced with every desperate thrust.

At the exact moment Adal looked in, Opal’s eyes rolled back and her body seized.

"Ywahh—!"

A powerful jet of clear squirt erupted from her pussy, shooting straight up in a glistening fountain. The icy dildo was forced out by the force of it, clattering onto the sheets as her pussy kept spasming and gushing in messy, pulsing sprays. Her juices splattered across her thighs, her belly, and the expensive silk sheets.

Opal’s mouth hung open in a silent scream, her entire petite body shaking violently as she squirted hard, completely lost in orgasm.

She didn’t even notice Adal watching from the window.

[Opal Overlove]

[Level: 9]

[Class: Succubus]

[Fighter Style: Mage]

[Class Skills: Thirst For Lust, Soul Link, Toy Creation, Tighten, Healing Liquid]

[Fighter Skills: Ice Manipulation]

[Magical Possessions: Sword Of Boreas]

...

Interesting... She has gained so much strength, and according to her Sexual Partner History, it was all achieved through self-pleasure.

It’s good to know that the princess followed my orders to never be with anyone else but me. I guess that is why she had a dildo made in my likeness.

Sword of Boreas... I will research that later.

...

Adal stepped into the room without warning. His footsteps were light and didn’t wake Princess Opal from her pleasure trance.

She was lying on her bed, breasts rising and falling with every breath she took. Her lower region was splattered in her beautiful liquids.

Adal drank in the sight. He wanted to fuck her.

But he had to talk first.

"Pleasuring yourself without me?" he said smugly.

Princess Opal jumped, or at least tried to. Her weakened body only allowed her to rise to a seated position. Her body still quivered from her orgasm.

She reached for the side of her bed, where a blue sword rested. It was a tall blade, clearly a longsword. The handle and pommel were black, whilst the sword resembled something like ice.

However, when the woman spotted who it was, her body relaxed.

She stopped reaching for the weapon.

"Adal, my lover..."

Her words were enough confirmation. It seemed their alliance still stood strong. Or did it?

"My love, we need to talk," Adal said. "There are things you must know."

But then, suddenly, the princess reached forward and grabbed Adal by the shirt, pulling him onto the wet bed. She was still shaky and dazed, but there was a deep look of thirst in her eyes.

"I know everything," she said seductively, as she pulled Adal on top of her and wrapped her legs around him. "You’re allied with the sun elves and have successfully taken down the snow elves. I don’t care about that... tell me later... fuck me first."

Afterwards, she pulled Adal into a kiss, sticking her tongue into his mouth.

It seemed that being deprived of a real cock inside her had awakened true lust.

No worries. As long as Adal knew his relationship with the woman was not ruined, he could deal with whatever other problems there were later.

And besides, he felt like he was close to reaching level 20. Once he was there, he would finally unlock the map on his smartphone.

He was eager to fill Opal with his seed.

...

Adal let Opal pull him down onto the soaked sheets, her legs locking tightly around his waist.

Her kiss was hungry and sloppy. Her tongue kept pushing into his mouth as she ground her dripping, still-twitching pussy against the bulge in his pants.

"Adal..." she breathed between kisses, her voice shaky with lust. "I’ve been pleasuring myself with that stupid ice cock every night... thinking of you... but it’s never enough."

She reached down and desperately tugged at his pants, freeing his thick, long cock. The moment it sprang out, she wrapped her soft hand around it and stroked eagerly, smearing her own squirt along the shaft.

"Feel how wet I am for you?" she whispered, guiding the fat head of his cock up and down her slick folds. "My pussy’s been aching for the real thing. I need it so bad."

Adal smirked as she rubbed his cockhead against her swollen clit, then teased it right at her entrance, letting just the tip slip inside before pulling back again.

"Alright," he said, taking hold of her slender waist and looking deep into her pink eyes as he positioned himself properly. "I will give you the real thing."