The Lust Lord Librarian

"Will you help me create an Outer Realm Gate?"

Dadonus’s bright purple eyes widened at the question.

"Help you? Sure. It’s been a while since I’ve been to the Lands Between. Are you strong enough to survive there?"

Adal wanted to say yes. Being confident came naturally to him, especially when it was beneficial.

However, when speaking to this ’fallen god’, he saw no benefits.

"I am strong - stronger than most in the Mainlands - but I cannot be certain. I don’t know much about the Lands Between."

"The Mainlands. Is that what they call it now?" Dadonus said, but continued before Adal could answer. "Anyways, that’s fine. I will make sure that you have to spend as little time as you need to in there."

It seemed that the god was more helpful than Adal had even initially thought. His fear from before had started to feel stupid to him.

Dadonus, so far, showed him no danger.

"Thank you, Dadonus. What shall I do for you in return? What does a god like yourself desire?"

The purple-haired man waved a hand dismissively.

"Nothing. You have already freed me from my prison. Besides, I am hardly much of a god anymore. Just call me a friend."

It felt a bit too soon for Adal to start calling the god "friend", but if that’s what he wished...

"There must be something I can do for you..." Adal said beneath his breath as he looked around. Then, an idea came to him. "I know, how about a book?"

"A book? I have never enjoyed studying much, even back when I attended the Heavens Academy."

"The Heavens Academy?" Adal repeated in shock.

Dadonus palmed his face and shook his head.

"Sorry. I forget you are human. An academy is where you learn. Perhaps you call it ’school’ now."

"No, no. I know what an academy is. I was just unaware that one existed in the heavens."

Dadonus’s expression changed. "Oh, of course. Where else would we learn to be gods?"

Adal remained silent, struggling to find the words to respond. Just what was going on in the heavens?

He found himself desperately wanting to know.

Luckily for him, he now had direct access to two gods: Cupid, if he wished to pray to her, and now Dadonus, who claimed to no longer be a god but still had extensive knowledge of them and the heavens.

Over time, he hoped to learn more about them.

"I am not talking about books to study, Dadonus. I am talking about storybooks. Literature," Adal continued.

The fallen god tilted his head in confusion, causing his purple hair to sway.

"Literature?" he repeated.

"..."

It seemed that even gods had much to learn.

...

Adal spoke to each of his women, telling them where he was going and that he would hopefully be back before the end of the day.

In the meantime, the rest of them would manage the library in his absence.

The rest of them except for one.

With the large task ahead of him, Adal wanted to make sure that he had a large enough surplus of Lustful Mana stored within him.

In order to do that, he needed to ravage one of his women.

From the second floor, he looked down at his women as they did their work, wondering who he should choose.

Dadonus came up beside him, joining him to watch.

"What are you doing? Aren’t we opening the gate?"

Adal squinted his eyes and shook his head.

"Not yet. Wait outside for me. I must pleasure one of my women."

Dadonus smiled for the first time and slapped a hand down on Adal’s shoulder, as if they were brothers.

"The world of pleasures. I remember that. Back in the heavens, I was known for being terrible at it. Thorsella, the current Thunder Goddess, tried to kill me for it once. Said that my thrusts had no spark."

Adal wanted to say that he didn’t ask, but in truth, the man’s funny tale had taught him the name of another god.

But why does he always speak in such short sentences?

"Wait outside," Adal repeated. "Oh, and on the way down, tell the brown-haired librarian that Adal wants her in the bathroom."

Dadonus saluted and did exactly that.

As he delivered the woman the message, her eyes lit up with glee.

...

A few moments later in the bathtub...

"I don’t know about this, Adal. This scares me."

Adal sat behind Juliette in the large bathtub, the warm water lapping at their thighs. His thick cock rested heavy between her plump ass cheeks, the head already slick with oil and her own wetness.

He leaned down, pressing his chest to her back, and kissed the side of her neck softly. Tingles ran down her spine.

"I know it scares you," he said calmly. "But I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. I want to try out your ass, Juliette. Just a little. I promise I’ll be careful."

Juliette shivered, gripping the edge of the tub tighter. Her voice came out small and nervous.

"It’s... it’s going to hurt, isn’t it? I’ve never done anything there before. Not even a finger."

Adal ran his hands soothingly over her hips, then leaned her over gently so that she was on her knees, breasts pressed against the tub. He spread her soft cheeks apart with his thumbs. Her tight little pink asshole winked at him, small and untouched.

"It might feel strange at first," he admitted, rubbing a slick finger gently over her hole in slow circles. "But I won’t push all the way in. I’ll only use the tip. Nothing more. I promise. Unless you ask."

Juliette bit her lip, still hesitant, but her breathing had already grown a little faster.

"Only the tip... okay?"

"Yes," Adal said, pressing the thick, oily head of his cock against her tight ring. He rubbed it up and down, letting her feel the heat and weight of it. "Just the tip. You can tell me to stop anytime."

Then, he pushed forward very slowly. The fat head stretched her virgin asshole, forcing the tight ring to open around him.