Chapter 562: Wanting More
Dalia was somewhat flabbergasted when she heard her name spoken so simply, as though he had known it all along. Sure, there were people around who knew her name, but very, very few. The way things normally worked in this temple was that you were nothing more than your rank. Because of that, every single person was considered interchangeable with one another, hence why she had to attend this gathering she wanted nothing to do with.
And yet, now there was this young, masked man who so clearly knew her when she had no clue who he was.
"Who are you?" She whispered, the anger clear in her voice.
"Just someone who won a bet. Come on out and spend some time with me," Laz said, opening the door. It was unlocked, the cage just being more for show than anything else.
As Dalia had said, the rules of the bet had been agreed upon and sworn and could not be undone. This meant she had no choice but to follow him out of the cage and spend some time with him, but what they would be doing wasn’t something they had agreed on so she could get away with doing nothing but talking as that was all that was discussed.
Around them, bodies were engaged in all sorts of depraved acts, something that Dalia still found rather difficult to look at. As for Laz, he barely spared a glance at anyone else, just making his way over to a free two seat sofa and sat down, motioning for Dalia to sit next to him.
At first, she was going to decline, but considering everything around them was already being occupied, she decided it was safer next to him than trying to fit in next to someone else.
As they sat, Dalia felt her body tense up, being as close as she was to Laz. It wasn’t like she was some young virgin who had never been with a man before, but this circumstance was nothing like what she was used to. Highschool boys were a far different and less scary breed than the types of people who gathered for these events which was normally why she avoided attending them all together.
’High school boys are also much easier to control,’ Dalia thought to herself as she noticed Laz waving over a server.
He took two glasses of drink, both a neon green color and handed one to Dalia before testing one out himself.
Dalia watched on but didn’t drink, obviously wanting to avoid what normally was served.
"Don’t worry, these are clean drinks. The ones that they were serving before were much more expensive and not easy to come by and since everyone who wanted one already got one, now they are on to the cheaper stuff. It still tastes good," Laz said, enjoying the small sip he took.
"You seem to know a lot about this place," Dalia said, not trusting Laz enough to drink.
"This is a standard kind of deal for these types of things. It would be too damaging to someone’s health to drink those things non-stop," Laz admitted, showing that everything was all guess work.
"Maybe..." Dalia wasn’t stupid, but she was still clueless in this field.
"Well. Don’t trust me. I don’t blame you. Still though, I am wondering why someone with no desire is somehow in the service of the lust god...." Laz said, bringing her back to point.
Just as she was about to answer, a slightly more wild couple fell down from the seat they were in and started fucking on the floor right in front of them. The man was a servant while the woman was the guest and she rode him with reckless abandon, almost grinding him into the floor. She was an awakened, in the foundation building level while the servant was a normal human, but obviously under the effect of the lust gods strength. Even still, since he was a normal human, his body was much weaker than hers and the toll of being underneath her was doing something to him. While she had a lot of life force to give and he was trying his best to soak it up, she was pounding down on his manhood with all the strength she could summon, almost to the point where it sounded like his bones were cracking.
Dalia couldn’t help but sit back a ways, putting distance between here and the situation.
Laz on the other hand, seeing what was happening, leaned forward.
"Wait. You can’t get involved with other’s affairs. It’s the rule..." Dalia said, reaching forward to grad Laz’s sleeve and pull him back with no luck.
Laz lean forward enough to the point where his head was right next to hers, enough so that she ended up catching sight of him when she opened her eyes for a brief moment to look at the man beneath her.
Instead, she got the handsome face of Laz who was leaning in close, looking her square in the eyes.
Laz was far more handsome than the man beneath her who was already both hot and young. Even with the mask, Laz’s eyes showed a depth she had never seen before, one that made her body quiver with lust as she could no longer contain her orgasm. Despite that, she couldn’t stop looking at Laz even as her body shook and drenched the man underneath her.
"Y... us.... Oh.. uh... umm.... Yes?" She finally got out while trying to regain her composure.
"You’re bothering me. Leave." Laz’s voice was neither strong nor demanding, but it carried a power with it that was impossible to resist.
This woman, an awakened of renown and immense beauty, one who enjoyed devouring young, hot boys, felt her entire soul shake as she stared at the light blue eyes of this masked man and knew, both in her heart and from the depths of her soul, that she had to obey him.
"I’m sorry... my lord.... for disturbing you," she said, sliding her body off the unconscious pretty boy beneath her and bowing low, her head almost touching the ground as her ass was still up in the air, like a dog in heat waiting to breed, the young man’s juice still leaking out of her.
Laz looked over to the boy who’s body was bruised and battered and finally understood something. Even if they were taking advantage of the chosen and awakened who had come here, it was still a battle trial for them to be able to survive long enough to get more than what was drained out of themselves.
And this young man had obvious lost the battle.
"No matter. Go," Laz said, waving his hand.
The woman didn’t get up, but crawled backwards until she left the ring of plush chairs and seats and only then did she find her feet again before finding her clothing to get dressed. As for the rest of the people around them, both awakened and chosen, they stared at Laz in horror and just as quickly as the woman, got up from their places and left, bringing their partners along with them.
Just as they cleared out, two servants entered the circle and grabbed the passed out young man before carrying him away, leaving a slack jawed Dalia and Laz alone.
"There. Now we have some space," Laz said, returning to her with a soft smile on his face.
"You.... how.... this..."
"It’s nothing. Anyway. How about you answer my question now?" Laz asked, his voice still sweat.
Dalia was now frightened, more so than she had been before. To be able to do what he just did... she didn’t think it was even possible. All of the strongest members of the temple she had seen or come into contact with couldn’t have pulled that kind of thing off. Awakened were difficult in that they were strong and unafraid. Chosen were just arrogant pricks who thought they were better than every one else and therefore never listened. And yet despite this, Laz had scared them all over with a few simple words.
"I huh... I have a sister. And parents... and well... my sister has recently uh... become like you. And my parents were already trying to sell her off to the highest bidder. But now that she’s awakened, her value went up quite a bit especially to the right people so now they can barely hold themselves back... and I don’t want her to be forced to do that because she’s worried for me and if I’m not present, my parents would have to think twice before getting rid of her and possibly ending the bloodline so I ran away one day to make some money and got stuck here but it’s actually pretty nice and I’ve awakened on my own and there are people to guide me so I don’t want to go back and risk putting my sister in danger again," she said, word vomiting all over Laz, to scared to do anything else.
"Sounds like you love your sister very much?"
"I do... but... I’m also doing this for me... since my dad can’t have anymore kids, even if I didn’t care about my sister and she got taken away, my parents would just find a suitable male from a lesser family and force me to marry him so he could take my last name and then make me into nothing more that a breeding animal so that they could have a next generation to raise..."
"Ah..."
"But I... I don’t want that. I don’t want my life to be over like that even before I’ve had a chance to live it... I want.... something more...."
