If only my lips were sore, I wouldn’t have felt this wronged.
Neck, shoulders, chest, arms, legs. So many places were throbbing that my throat would hurt just from listing them all.
There was only one reason why I hadn’t noticed Xion biting me here and there until now.
It was because the unspeakable pain I felt down below was greater than all the other places combined.
“Ugh.”
Feeling unjustly resentful, I threw a punch at Xion.
Of course, throwing a punch was something that only happened in Reinhild’s imagination; in reality, his limp left hand flopped weakly toward Xion.
Xion, who willfully misinterpreted the action as reaching out, took Reinhild’s hand and kissed his fingers.
Reinhild, who had been about to gather his strength to grumble again, stopped when he saw a glint where Xion’s lips had touched.
A ring was on his finger.
“What is this?”
“It’s a wedding ring. We humans wear rings as a token of love when we get married.”
With a bright smile, Xion raised his own left hand.
A ring identical to his own was on his finger.
The same ring as Xion. He liked it very much.
“The humans I’ve seen didn’t wear rings.”
“The humans Reinhild has seen are commoners, and they don’t bother spending money to have rings made.”
“Hmm.”
He didn’t care whether the reason humans didn’t wear rings was because they were commoners or because the measure of their love was less than his own.
From the moment he received Xion’s token of love, Reinhild’s mood had lifted, and he beamed as he spread his fingers wide.
The red jewel embedded in the ring sparkled.
“Is this a magic stone?”
“Yes. It’s the first magic stone I ever gifted to you, Rain.”
And it was also the magic stone that held the densest traces of Reinhild.
Xion had taken the bizarre magic stone, where the Demon King’s demonic energy and the Hero’s divine power coexisted, and had it finely crafted into a ring.
Of course, he didn’t forget to magically process it to prevent the energy within from leaking out and affecting Rain.
“Do you like it?”
“Yes. I like it very much.”
“I’m glad.”
Xion smiled and leaned his body toward Reinhild.
It was obvious he was about to kiss him, as always.
Just because he liked the ring didn’t mean the pain in his lower back had disappeared.
Reinhild turned his head with a sullen face, avoiding Xion.
“Don’t.”
Xion wore a shocked expression, but Reinhild paid him no mind.
The shock his ass had received from the earlier act was far greater than the shock Xion would have felt from being told not to.
“That place isn’t meant for putting things in.”
“That’s right. Which is why nothing other than me should ever enter Rein’s inside.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
He had meant to say that Xion was also forbidden, but he failed.
“Do humans always do things like this?”
“Of course. The demon race probably has a similar culture.”
“I’ve never learned about such things. And demons don’t do things like love.”
“Rein is a demon, but you love me.”
“I’m an exception. Because I’m the Demon King.”
Reinhild, who had been speaking with his chest puffed out proudly, couldn’t keep it up for long and leaned back against the pillow again.
His back hurt.
“Then Xion… have you done this with another human before?”
“Of course not.”
“Then another demon?”
“Only Rein.”
“I see.”
Reinhild let out a breath as if relieved.
For a brief moment, he had imagined Xion touching someone else the way he touched him, and his demonic energy had nearly run rampant.
“There’s no way I would ever harbor desire for anyone other than Rain.”
“Then how do you know about this stuff if you’ve never learned it?”
“The heir of the Duchy of West must carry on the family line to produce a Hero, so they learn the theory to ensure a successful first night and produce an heir.”
“If it’s for producing an heir, then this is an act for reproduction, right?”
“That may be so for them, but we were making love.”
It felt like they had shared more pain than love, but according to the knowledge he had gathered so far, love sometimes included pain, so it didn’t seem entirely wrong.
“If possible, I hope next time we can only share the feeling I felt at the end.”
“I will try harder.”
Having received permission for a ‘next time,’ Xion smiled broadly and moved closer to Reinhild.
This time, Reinhild didn’t avoid him.
Peck.
After a short kiss, Reinhild gave Xion a bright smile.
His lips were still swollen and his back still ached, but he liked that he was the only one who had made love with Xion.
He didn’t like the pain, but since Xion said he would try, it would work out somehow.
Reinhild, who had been staring intently into Xion’s eyes, quietly closed his.
Hoping Xion would kiss him again.
—
As promised that day, Xion continued to put in effort through a great deal of practice.
Naturally, that practice meant real-life application with Reinhild.
“Siooon, stop….”
Today, too, Reinhild was tormented until he burst into tears, finally managing to escape Xion’s embrace.
He couldn’t even count how many times they had been together since then, thanks to Xion pouncing on him at any given moment.
“But Rain hasn’t cum yet.”
“I did, I already came twice!”
He whined with all his might, but Xion wouldn’t leave Reinhild’s half-erect member alone.
Unable to flee far with his awkward gait, Reinhild was caught by Xion before he could even get off the bed.
Xion sat him on his lap so that Reinhild’s back was leaning against his chest, then grabbed his legs and spread them.
“Look at this, Rein.”
“I don’t want to look.”
He wanted to protest that it was reacting reflexively just from his touch because Xion had kneaded it so much, but he couldn’t.
If he brought that up, he would only be told that he needed to get used to it so he wouldn’t react to any other human’s hand.
It was frustrating how Xion would make up excuses to touch him, knowing better than anyone that he wouldn’t react to anyone but him.
“Hahhh.”
Xion’s hand wrapped around the hardened shaft and slowly stroked it from top to bottom.
As arousal mounted, the hole that had held Xion’s own just a moment ago gaped open.
As if sensing that minute movement, though it was impossible to see, Xion caressed the entrance of the hole with his other hand, the one not gripping his cock.
“You just did it, but you want to do it again, Rein?”
“No, I don’t.”
Even though he clearly said no, Xion pushed one knuckle of his finger into the hole.
The hole, which at first had been so tight it couldn’t even accept a single well-lubricated finger, was now quite pliable.
Instead of pushing his finger all the way in, Xion rubbed the entrance, twirling his finger in circles.
After being on guard for a while, Reinhild, seeing that the expected didn’t happen, tilted his head slightly as if to check on Xion’s state.
‘How cute.’
Xion planted a peck on the back of his round head, then thrust his finger deep inside, just as Reinhild had wanted.
“Ugh, ungh.”
With one hand thrusting into his inner walls and the other gripping and stroking his cock, Reinhild lost his senses and his body bucked.
When Xion bit his bright red ear, he would clench so tightly it felt like he would sever a finger.
“…Xi, Xion! Ahh, ugh,”
Before long, Reinhild spilled a milky fluid onto Xion’s hand.
It was a watery color, closer to transparent than white.
Of course it was. He was at the point where there was nothing left to squeeze out.
For every one time Xion came, Reinhild had gotten hard and cum at least two or three times, and he thought it wouldn’t be strange if his semen became completely transparent soon.
“Ah, haaah….”
Xion held Reinhild’s cock, which was limp like its owner, and gently rubbed the tip of the glans with his thumb.
‘If you keep doing that, it’s going to react again.’
Just as Xion had said, as they repeated the act, pleasure grew greater than pain.
Funnily enough, it was harder to control his body when he was drunk on pleasure than when he was enduring pain.
It was even frightening, like his whole body was a lump of sugar dissolving in hot water.
At this rate, it would be better to just endure the pain; it was easier to keep his sanity that way.
But thanks to Xion’s sexual skills improving daily with all the real-life practice, it was now harder not to feel pleasure.
“The wounds on your chest have all healed now.”
Xion stroked Reinhild’s chest, satisfied that all the scars left by the Demon God were gone.
Surprisingly, contact with Xion’s bodily fluids, like his saliva or semen, helped with the healing.
It was unclear whether the cause was becoming an apostle of Xion, the God of Abundance, or because Xion’s demonic energy was pooled in Reinhild’s heart.
But thanks to that, even if his whole body felt beaten up after rolling around in bed with Xion, it had the advantage of being completely healed without a single ache the next day.
Though it also had the disadvantage of leaving him with no excuse to refuse when Xion pounced.
“Maybe the wound from the Hero’s sword will heal someday, too.”
“That one doesn’t have to heal.”
Xion smiled brightly at Reinhild’s answer.
That part was fine, but Xion took the opportunity while Reinhild was catching his breath to lay him on the bed and naturally climb on top of him.
He was clearly planning to go for another round.
‘I’m tired….’
If he refused firmly, Xion would back down, but seeing Xion so happy that the scars from the Demon God had disappeared, he didn’t want to ruin the mood.
Right, I’ll just endure being a little tired.
It’ll be fine by tomorrow anyway.
“Please kiss me, Rain.”
Reinhild was about to reach his arms toward Xion.
If only he hadn’t heard a strange noise.
“Don’t you hear something?”
“You mean the sound of my heart beating?”
“Not that.”
“I can’t hear anything but the sound of Rain’s voice.”
Reinhild turned his head, avoiding Xion’s lips, and focused on the sound coming from somewhere.
Beep— Beep—
“It’s the sound of a crystal ball.”
“Hah.”
There was no way Xion hadn’t heard the sound Reinhild heard.
He had simply wanted to ignore it.
Xion let out an annoyed sigh, threw on just a shirt, and found and connected to the crystal ball.
“What is it.”
[Xion.]
A familiar voice came from beyond the crystal ball.
It was Ainel, the quarter-dragon who assisted Xion.
Reinhild sat up in bed, perking his ears and waiting for what would be said next.
[The Supreme God has decided to visit.]
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