Apocalypse Saga 13-2

Chapter 13 Lewdness Of The Twin Demons, Part Two


Edited by: Kanaa-senpai


 ”Oh, you’re here.”


 What came into Charles’ line of sight was Satsuki, rubbing her inner thighs together and collapsing with a blushing face like a boiled octopus. Sitting with her legs apart like a young girl.


 ”My lord… What are you doing?”


 Charles stepped down from the bed and approached Satsuki, burying his face in her neck and stroking her black hair. Enveloped in a fragrant scent like incense, he ran his tongue along Satsuki’s white neck as if to taste that fragrance.


 ”Please… my lord, please stop.”


 In a whisper, Satsuki breathed near Charles’ ear. As he lifted his face and placed his hand on Satsuki’s cheek, he gazed into her moist, crimson eyes.


 ”Do you hate it?”


 ”No, n-not at all.”


 Given Satsuki’s personality, she probably couldn’t bring herself to hate it, even if she truly did. However, there was no sign of reluctance in Satsuki’s body language. If she truly hated it, she would have placed her hand on his chest to push him away. Or if she couldn’t resist, she might have given up and done nothing. Yet Satsuki’s hand was wrapped around Charles’ back, as if pleading him not to let go.


 Above all, instead of contorting in agony, Satsuki gazed back at Charles with eyes filled with anticipation, blushing all the way to her ears. Her expression was incredibly endearing, and overcome with emotion, Charles stole a soft kiss.


 ”Mmm…”


 Next moment, Satsuki showed fierce resistance. Charles’s wing on his back was pulled, causing Charles to also be shaken and sit up while still keeping his lips apart.


 Of course, Charles had no intention of forcibly capturing one of his most trusted subordinates.


 ”What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?”


 ”I-I’m sorry…”


 Satsuki, who turned as red as a boiled octopus, apologized while her eyes rolled. Under normal circ*mstances, she would have jumped up and prostrated herself to the point where her forehead would scrape against the ground, but whether her thought process had short-circuited or not, Satsuki remained slumped on the ground without changing.


 Despite her resistance and jumping around, Satsuki was still waiting to be prepared on the chopping board. When Charles brought his face close to her again, she reached out and touched his body on her own, but just as things were about to reach a climax, she closed her eyes and turned her face away.


 From this, Char;es fully understood the current situation.


 Satsuki’s setting is a samurai (mononofu) who swears absolute loyalty to Charles, whom he adores. She must have written something like ‘Oboko (unmarried woman), who dedicates all of herself to her lord, and who knows nothing about love and romance…’ In other words, Satsuki is a girl who loves Charles and can’t help but love him, but she has no idea what to do.


 So Satsuki resists, not because she doesn’t like it, but because she’s embarrassed, or because she’s afraid and timid.


 Charles wonders what’s going on. His p*nis was still erect, but his head was hanging down a little, as if expressing his feelings.


 He doesn’t mind if he try to force himself to hold her, but he also feel bad about having to force his first night with Satsuki. That being said, even if he ease the tension little by little with words, there is still a long way to go beyond the kiss.


 On the other hand, it was at that moment that he thought that if she quit here, Satsuki would be ashamed of her mental immaturity and the trouble she had caused Charles, and would end up cutting her off…


 ”Your Majesty”


 Reshia, who had withdrawn herself by aiming at Satsuki, came to the aid of Charles, who was at a loss as to how to retract his outstretched hand. Like a mediator, she kneeled between Charles and Satsuki, gently placing her hand on top of his.


 ”Women have their own sense of pride. Tonight, I believe it is appropriate to grant forgiveness to Satsuki-sama.”


 ”Oh… a woman’s pride, huh?”


 ”Yes. It is a woman’s pride to purify oneself, dress in one’s finest attire, prepare one’s heart, and be in perfect condition. Especially when it comes to being embraced by Your Majesty, whom we deeply admire. It is unacceptable to climb into bed without proper preparation and show one’s sloppiness and incompetence. Even if it is Your Majesty’s command.”


 ”I see.”


 ”That is how it is.”


 For Charles, who had arrogantly approached thinking he could succeed, but was unexpectedly rejected for a different reason, Reshia’s words were a lifeline that he could not ignore anymore.


 ”Understood. Then, you may step down for tonight.”


 The truth of those words is not the issue. It would have been enough to have a reason to back down. However, it does not mean that Charles has given up, and Reshia’s words are nothing more than a suggestion to refrain today.


 ”Well then, Satsuki. Tomorrow night, I will once again order you to serve me.”


 In an arrogant manner, like a ruler… Not inviting, not asking, just commanding. He thought it would be easier for Satsuki to accept it that way. By creating an escape route of it being an order, it would be easier to overcome the embarrassment and the feeling of being presumptuous. By gradually getting her accustomed to such acts, eventually, even in the forest, when Charles desires it, she will spread her legs.


 ”For tomorrow, release yourself from your duties. Prepare your heart, cleanse yourself, and wait for me in this bedroom.”


 To Charles’ command, Satsuki finally prostrates herself with both hands this time, saying “Y-yes” and then raises her face after about ten seconds. As she looks at Charles’ erect member, her face blushes again, and she leaves the bedroom with unsteady steps.


 In the bedroom, now only the three of them remain.


 ”Reshia. Do you understand?”


 Charles looks at Reshia out of the corner of his eye, moistening his dry throat with brandy. She nods, indicating that she understands.


 ”Please discipline foolish me who spoke out of line.”


 ”Very well. Seshia, you too, punish your sister.”


 Charles’ flesh rod is inserted. And the sound of dry flesh and intense moans begin to echo in the room once again. This pleasure continues over and over again until Charles falls asleep, exhausted.


 By the way, even if it’s not explicitly mentioned, Satsuki is always behind Charles. Once she enters work mode, she becomes completely focused and doesn’t speak at all. However, if someone disrespects Charles, she barks like a dog to drive them away. It’s annoying but endearing, foolish yet lovable – that’s Satsuki.


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