“Erin, are you certain we should be doing this now of all times?”

Erin eyed Aedan with a vexed glance. “Are you honestly asking me this while undressing my lower apparel?” Her hands were on the wall with her hips thrust out, facing Aedan in all of its bountiful glory.

Aedan smiled wryly as he loosened the sash and pulled down the leggings Erin wore under her battle robe. “I simply wanted to make sure this is what you want. I do not wish to stop after we begin doing it.”

“If you don’t shut up and plunge your hard rod into me right now, we can stop this now. Stop with the questions that you already know the answer to.”

Aedan immediately shut up and got himself ready. His trousers were already down. He hadn’t pulled them back up after Erin gave him a fellatio. He had been with multiple women. He had explored nearly all manners of kink there were to explore, huge emphasis on ‘nearly’. There were some kinks that he refused to indulge in, no matter what the reason was. Which is to say, for someone as experienced as he, he still couldn’t resist Erin’s temptation. It was as if she were made for him, or it could be the other way around.

“What are you waiting for? Fuck me already,” Erin commanded.

Aedan grinned, clutched her hips, and plunged the entire length and girth into Erin’s holiest of holes.

Having been starved for so long, Erin couldn’t help but let out a loud moan that echoed down the hallway. If there was anyone or anything nearby, they would have surely heard her. Fortunately, there was not a single soul in the vicinity. They were in the proverbial eye of the storm. Which was why Erin was comfortable with doing it right in this place and in this moment.

“You are so fucking tight!” Aedan groaned as he humped his hips repeatedly against Erin’s own. “Yet… you’re so wet and slippery.”

“Be silent, will you?” said Erin, but she herself was having difficulties keeping her mouth shut as every clash between their flesh made her mew or moan.

Aedan leaned forward, wrapping his arms around her torso and rested his chin on her left shoulder. “Whatever is it that you do or say, you always excite me, no matter what.”

Erin grinned, her face flushed with lust and her gaze glazed with desire. “You are under my spell. Whatever I ask, whatever I request, whatever I say, you will listen to them all, won’t you?”

Aedan smiled warmly. “Of course,” he said and gently placed his lips on Erin's welcoming, lush lips, while he was smacking his hips into her fervently and roughly.

Erin reciprocated the kiss by parting her lips, letting Aedan’s eager tongue enter her. His tongue found hers, and they began fighting for dominance. Before a victor could be decided, the two forcefully pulled away from each other. “Oh, god… I’m close…”

“Me too…” Aedan gasped.

The two were nearing their end. It hadn’t been five minutes. They usually lasted longer than this, but given their current circumstances, they didn’t have the luxury to drag this on as long as they would have liked. This wasn’t intended to relieve their lust in the first place, or at least this wasn’t the main intention. This was only to allow Erin to relieve her lust that was suppressing her divine strength.

Aedan was about to pull out—

“No, stay inside of me,” Erin said. “You can’t get me pregnant anyway.”

“You can’t be sure about that. I considered you my consort, and you considered me your partner. Things may have changed.”

“Just do it inside of me!”

Aedan wanted to argue, but his pleasure and desire overtook his logic and reasoning. He strengthened his thrusts and embraced Erin more tightly than he already was.

Reaching her limits, Erin forced her lips shut as rapture descended upon her and she ascended to the peak of pleasure. Even with her lips tightly shut, her moans and cries still leaked through. A shrill resonated lovingly throughout the hallway.

Aedan had more control of his voice as he reached his climax, but the same couldn’t be said for his strength. His embraced tighetned even more as he flooded Erin’s heavenly cavern with gushes of his seed until the hole overflowed out the stuffed entrances.

The two shivered in ecstasy as they remained entangled with their bodies and their orgasm slowly ripped through their senses. Once their orgasm had subsided to a certain degree, they surrendered to their exhaustion and slumped to the ground on their knees with their bodies still entangled.

“Get off me already…” Erin said weakly. “W-we need to be ready…”

“I’ll let go of you once you let go of me,” Aedan retorted with a voice just as meek.

“I’m not the one with her arms wrapped around you.”

“And who do you think is clenching down my rod so hard and refusing to let go?”

“You can just pull out.”

Aedan smirked. “I thought you didn’t want me to let go?”

“...I-I don’t,” Erin replied in a hush voice that was barely audible.

“...Are you sure?”

“As I said, stop with the question that you already know the answer to.”

Aedan snickered and thrust his rod, which was already pulling out, back into Erin.

The Fox-kin arched her back forward as she let out a shrill that shook the air around them.

The two went for three more quick rounds before they eventually could force themselves to part their bodies. They stopped, not because they were satisfied, but because they sensed the lesser demons approaching. They were far from satisfied, but they had no intention of being ignorant of the dangers near them just because their lust demanded them to continue.

****

“Sir, there are too many of them!” shouted Mary as she cut down a demon which was no taller than her waist. Before the demon’s body hit the ground, another two were already upon the dame. She spun around, sword thrust out, and sliced apart the lunging demons.

Even though these lesser demons’ strength was only a little stronger than that of a child, however, these lesser demons were coming in droves. There were only a dozen or so at the beginning, but the more they killed, the more seemed to spawn out of nowhere.

“Retreat,” said Davos as his greatsword cleaved through six lesser demons with a single swing. These six demons weren’t even in the reach of his blade, a testament to his abilities as a seasoned knight and to someone who had been requested to be a paladin.

Mary kicked aside a demon and beheaded another one as she scoured for the route they came from, only to see that more lesser demons were flooding in from the way they came. She took out a cane from underneath her cape and pointed it at the demons flooding in. She muttered a short chant, and a stream of energy spilt out from the cane. All that was touched by the energy stream was charred or vaporised.

The demons witnessed how their brethren were brutalised, but they showed no fear or hesitation in the face of it. They continued their onslaught with the same fervour and ferocity.

“Damn it! Our retreat is blocked by the enemies! I can’t clear them!”

“Doesn’t matter. We are not retreating. We are moving forward! We are doomed if we stay put in one place!”

“The way forward is also blocked,” Mary observed with a hint of panic in her voice. The demons were also flooding in in the path they were advancing.

“That won’t be a problem,” Davos assured with a rigid air of confidence. “You are still green, Mary. You have much to learn. Now, watch closely.” With a single thrust, Davos tore apart all the demons that in front of his blade with the projection of his sword’s aura. The way forward was cleared.

“...Why do we even need to run?”

“To conserve our vigour for the main threat ahead of us.”

“Understood.”

With the way cleared, they advanced forward, treading deeper into the dungeon, but not undeterred. They encountered many lesser demons along the way, but it was no issue to them as long as they kept moving. It was only a problem if they stayed put and let the demons swarm them. Still, the dungeon was large, but it was not to the point where the traversal between the centre and the egress points would take tens of minutes.

“Strange,” Mary mused. “The path had been straight with no turns for a while now. Is this even possible? Surely this place isn’t that large for a path to be straight for miles.”

Davos came to a sudden stop.

Mary followed.

“We are under an illusion.”

“What? That shouldn’t be possible. As knights, our minds are honed to a great degree. We would know if an illusion befalls us.”

“Our minds weren’t disturbed. Rather, the physical world is the one that is under an illusion.”

“Something like that would require a great deal of Mana.”

“It’s Hell. Such twisted and deceitful phenomenon comes easy without a heavy price.”

“Then, what do we do?”

“There’s only thing I can do,” Davos said and brought his sword before his face with the blade straightened. A faint glow brimmed on his blade. When the glow grew bright enough to emit a soft glare to the eyes, he unleashed his sword around him in a wide arc. The force produced from his swing was enough to destroy the illusion that encaged them, revealing the ugly landscape that had wrought the dungeon.

“Whoa… are we still in an illusion?” Mary questioned upon witnessing the sight of their surroundings.

“No, this is real,” answered Davos as he sheathed his sword.

Their surroundings had changed a great deal. It was supposed to be maze of corridors and hallways. Now, it was a vast undulating fields of debris and broken structures, as if the a landscape had forced its way into the underground dungeon and took root.

“Is this worse than you thought?”

“No, it is well within my expectations. As a matter of fact, I was beginning to doubt my judgement when I saw how tame things had been. I thought my age was finally catching on to me, but it would appear that my mind has not failed me.”

“If that’s the case… I suppose that’s good. But… what is this? What happened?”

“...I’m not sure. I have never seen something like this.”

“Is this… hell?”

“I’m warming up to that possibility, but I sincerely hope that wouldn’t be the case. Whatever it is, we must continue forward.”

“Of course, Sir. We have a mission to complete. Please lead the way.”

Davos nodded and began leading the way.

They had taken only a few steps, crossed a large pile of debris, before coming to a sudden stop. There was a man on his knees, unmoving. There were chains around his wrist and leg, but not the chains were not nailed to anything.

“Are those… damned souls of Hell?”

“No, those are real people. They are probably prisoners in this dungeon, dragged into this place when the corruption happened.”

“Prisoners… Could this man be one of the missing villagers?”

“...He doesn’t look like someone from a village. He looks more like a person of the cloth. There are scars on his body. Old scars. He’s a fighter. It would seem that he was dead before the corruption took hold. That’s some comfort for him.”

“A fighter and a person of the cloth? Marsh didn’t just kidnap villagers. He’s going for the adherents too? What is he planning?”

“We can ask him that question when we find him.”

Mary simply raised her gaze from the dead adherent. “By the divines… he’s not the only one…”

Davos also looked up. His eyes went wide. There were many other adherents just like the one in front of him. Dead on their knees with chains around their wrists and legs. “...I take it back, Mary. This is not what I expected. This is worse than I thought.”