It had been a long while since Haruki began to work his magic on the duchess. However, unlike Riley, he made sure to pull her back every time she was on the edge of orgasm. To some, his strategy might've seemed peculiar, and even made them question exactly what he was trying to achieve. But the answer to those questions was extremely simple. To bring different people down on their knees, to get them to indulge in their worldly desires, and to make them beg for conversion into a demon being, they all had to be tempted with different apples of Eden.
'The night is veining, I wonder how much progress Asuka has made so far.' Watching Margarette held in the air and being teased by the countless tentacles of his own familiar, Haruki could feel himself tempted to get a direct taste of her body. 'I need to keep my head clear, for all I know pushing my luck might wake her up.'
Being in a dream there were numerous limitations to what he could do, one of the most prevalent of such was that he couldn't drain her levels. Then there was the fact that he was limited by the acceleration of time in the real world while being in someone's dream.
'At least I'm making progress corrupting her with lust.' Creeping and crawling around inside her clothes, the tentacles teased Margarette in all the right spots. Held in the air by the very same tentacle her face was red as a beet and her lips heaved hefty breaths from being toyed around for hours.
'Moral corruption!' Activating the ability through his mind, Haruki leaned into her ears.
"You know…I bet all those diplomats spend their night thinking about how much they wanna fuck you," trailing out of his lips were magic-laced words, the more he whispered the more her mind was compelled to mull about it. "Don't you wanna have some fun with them too? I bet it'd help them work even harder."
As those words landed in her ears, the image of her being surrounded by those men took over her mind. She could see herself laying bare on her knees being eyed by those crude men giving her all kinds of lecherous glares.
"Shut up!" Trying to free herself from the grasp of the tentacles, she yelled out loud.
Clamping his hands around her face, Haruki coiled his tail around her wide hips. Drawing it like a whip, he hit her Butt for the hundredth time. Groaning in pain, Margarette began to pant restlessly.
"Unfortunately, the day is almost here so we might have to stop this here for tonight," Withdrawing himself away from her, he took a hearty look at the sorry state of the so-called holy maiden of Daria.
Sweating profusely from the torture, her heavy dress had turned near transparent. Coiled around her massive breasts, the tentacle familiar continued to squeeze them tightly and circle around her nipples. Having spared no part of her skin, it even crawled up her skirt and teased her entrance from over the panties.
Despite it being a dream, being teased for the whole night the sweet scent of her mature woman had filled the whole room.
"W-wh-who…Ha! Agh!" Dreamily panting between words, Margarette stared at Haruki. "Who are y-you? And why is this happen-Mhmm! Stop!"
Suddenly squirming about violently teasing her with its arms, the creature made her almost burst into an untimely orgasm. With the prospect of her climaxing from further stimulation, Haruki undid the summoned creature.
"What? Ugh!" Margarette cried, falling down on the bed under her.
"Who am I?" Grabbing her face, Haruki turned it to look up at him. "I am your master, and you'll submit to me soon."
Reminded of the countless times he was abused as a soldier by royalties and nobles, Haruki felt no pity towards a corrupt politician such as her. Glaring right into her eyes with a thirst for her blood, he felt drawn to sever her consciousness from her real body.
'She's too useful, I shouldn't waste my rage. Besides, there's someone else I wanna take vengeance on.' Marquis Gorgan, the man who inevitably caused his execution, was more worthy of his rage. 'Soon, I'll axe your head in front of the very crowd that witnessed my execution!'
Making a mental promise, he let go of Margarette before undoing alluring nightmare. As soon as he did so, he was forced right out of her consciousness by the force of her soul. Back into his corporeal body, his eyes were tightly shut as the sun crept its light through the window behind him.
'Tyrant's heart!' Giving him a moment of clarity, the curse helped him suppress a foolish thought.
"I can't kill you, not yet at least," he mumbled to himself, watching her sleep.
At that moment as she slept it wouldn't have been hard to attempt an assassination, but even if he did she wasn't gonna die because of a few mortal wounds, although Haruki didn't know that. Even if her hands were chopped off, or her eye pecked out, in the face of her rejuvenation no wound could truly kill her, unless she wasn't given enough time to activate the spell.
"I'll see you soon," with that said, Haruki flew out the window and made it back into his room.
There he laid on the bed deep in thought glaring up at the ceiling. The change in his morality was irking him deeply, and yet as it was leading him closer to his goal he wasn't sure if it was truly a bad thing.
'I wanna burn this place, the people in the streets, I wanna feed on their flesh while listening to their screams…' Clenching his heart, he felt himself being swayed by his demonic side. 'No, that's not how this goes, killing them would be too lenient, I can't let them escape my grasp so easily.'
"Master?" A knock on the door followed by Asuka's voice strayed Haruki from his thoughts. "Master, are you awake?"
"Yes, come in," given his permission the mystic flytrap opened the door for Asuka.
Hurriedly getting inside the room, a worried expression rested on her face. From the looks alone, Haruki knew something had gone wrong, and he wasn't looking forward to finding out what it was exactly.
"What is it? Did something happen with Riley?" Getting off the bed, he moved closer to her.
Shaking her head side to side, she took a deep breath to calm her nerves before speaking.
"It's Jenna, we need to go to the town," her reply left Haruki with more questions than answers.
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