The Grand Catastrophe

Chapter 12: Times of End, part three (69) (NSFW)



“So?” the Emperor started, his tone curious, “what is this all about? Because from what I have heard from the citizenry, there is a cult afoot. This isn’t even an aggressive cult, from what I have pieced together,” he mentioned, his voice high pitched.

The scribes and nobles in the room all looked to each other. A tension filled the air, as if one could cut it with a knife. Sometimes, one didn’t know what the Emperor was scheming, until he mentioned it. It was a somewhat annoying thing that he did, yet no one would mention that of course.

“Well, my Emperor, I believe it is a religion from the far southeast. It hails from a land known as, “Helheim,” Fluder Paradyne mentioned, and the Bloody Emperor turned to look at him.

He smiled one of those smiles that told everyone that he was perfectly in line as to what they were all talking about and thinking. It was a smirk really. It was the smuggest smirk one could see.

“I do believe that a church has been built on a plot of land inside the city, no? A private plot of land that an adventurer bought. I forget who, though,” he said, a frown marring his face.

One of the scribes raised a hand, holding said deed in it. The Emperor looked at him. His gaze lighting up.

“Okay, who is it?” he asked.

“It’s an Adventurer by the name of Calvaria, my lord,” the scribe said.

The emperor nodded his blonde head. An inquisitive look was upon his face now. He thought out loud his question the same as all the other people there. Just what was this person thinking? Who were they, and why were they building a church on the land?

“I wonder who they are? Why are they building a church there, in the middle class of the city?” he asked no one in particular, “and I wonder where she is now?”

“Albedo, what are you doing?” Momonga asked, her tone more tired than anything else.

She looked under her covers, eyes glinting under the light of the purple lamp at her bedside table. The body of her lover completely under the blankets, rear end moving from left to right as she stared at Momonga. Her eyes were glowing gold.

“Well, you didn’t want to have sex tonight. So, I decided to just taste you, just a little bit,” she pouted.

Momonga sighed a little, and lit the covers drop as she let her head fall back down to her pillow. She spread her legs, just a little bit, and moved her hand down to pull her panties off, just a little bit. Albedo took this as it was meant to be taken, and started on her meal.

Momonga sighed and closed her eyes, letting the pleasure radiate from her crotch and helping it move up and intro her mind. Tonight had been a rather stressful night. Maybe she should just have sex with the woman she loved?

She frowned, now that she thought about it, why would she refuse this? She took a breath, and reached under the covers again, grabbed Albedo’s horns, and pulled her head into er nether regions more. The succubus paused for a second, and dug deeper into her with her tongue.

Momonga moaned out loud at this. Her mind clouded over slightly, eager for more pleasure. She rolled her hips slightly, forward and back, forward and back. She kept going, until she wanted a change.

She pulled Albedo’s head from her, and the succubus moaned in mourning at the loss of her lover’s sweet taste. Momonga shifted her body, and sat up straight. She tossed the covers from Albedo, and dove on her as she looked up, slightly confused.

Momonga pinned her to the bed, back against the mattress. Albedo, in turn, gazed at her lover with hungry eyes, begging her for more intimacy. Momonga pinned Albedo’s hand up above her head on the bed, and began to make love to her.

Her tongue invaded the guardian overseer’s mouth as if that was what it was made to do. Momonga had a rather long tongue, so when she did this, it went deep into her throat. She absorbed her lover’s body heat as if it was her own.

Albedo moaned deeply in response, her mind flooded with the feeling of sex, pure and utterly. Momonga pulled back, after a beat, and began to kiss the other woman across her body. She started from the neck, down to the tits.

She suckled there, for what felt like an hour. Simply gorging herself off of the nonexistent milk. Albedo cooed at this, her head rolled back as her eyes lulled her in skull.

Albedo’s crotch was rubbing itself on her lover’s thigh the whole time. Trying and failing to reach climax. Momonga flexed this thigh, and the muscles that she didn’t seemed to realize that she had bulged and opened slit slightly.

Albedo roared in pleasure, her mind only thinking of sex now. Momonga wasn’t bothered by this, and continued to move down her lover’s chest and then to her stomach.

There, she licked at her belly button, idly wondering why she had such a thing if she wasn’t born. After a minute or two of licking off her Albedo’s sweat, like a dog drinking from a creak, she moved down. Her face not moving from Albedo’s body at all.

There, she reached her lover’s entrance. Her lower body now pinned down instead of her upper body. Albedo’s mind cleared somewhat from the fog of sex, and looked down at the woman she loved as she started to eat her out.

Momonga’s tongue reached deep into her vagina, twisting and turning. The pleasure reached a crescendo, and she climaxed. Her juices squirting out from her folds, Momonga simply thanked her lover, and lapped all of this up.

The two of the smiled at this, and the sex calmed down slightly. Albedo stopped squirming so much, and Momonga didn’t torture her lover with technique. It was a comfortable pace they went at, for the rest of the night.

Momonga stopped her meal. She got up from her lover, and flipped back down on her bed. Albedo, now, went in between the Supreme One’s legs, and stuck her tongue into her folds.

The undead overlord moaned and cooed as she took it. her mind now fogging over slightly. She clamped down her thighs onto Albedo’s head as she reached climax finally. Yet, the night wore on as they continued for the next couple of hours.

Yet, outside of their room, was the maid for the night. This was the very same maid that had stood outside of their room when they first mated. She sat on the ground now, simply covering her face with her hands as she tried to stop herself from looking at the state of herself. This was going to be a long night for her.

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