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There was quiet for a little while... and finally it was Blake who asked, as Vampire nudged him firmly with an elbow: "So... so is it true? So have you actually fought Prince Az'Iriel?"

Zerrex nodded again, shaking his head and sighing as he felt a coil of anger heat up inside him. "Yeah... I did. I remember swinging Blackheart into his fists, and they were burning with this... this darkness..." He held up his hands, wiggling his fingers and making a face, before resting back and looking disgusted. "And then he led me through a portal into a trap. He didn't have the balls to kill me himself... he sent his goddamn army to do it, to kill an old loser like I had become."

Vampire snorted at this, nodding in return and wiping his hands off against his shirt as he said in an irritable tone: "See, told you so. But I hear you, Captain... even for here, the fucker is sick in the head. Ever since we managed to push our troops forwards through the Western Province where that coward Prince Raithe is hiding, he's been sending swarms of Plasmids with fuckin' bombs on their backs to blow shit up. Now, as a former bomber myself, I can admire his creativity, but like... the Plasmids are so dumb they tend to run into everything except the target before the bombs go off... but he doesn't care, he uses his own soldiers to push them forwards. Waste of good materials... if you're going to go with kamikazes, you might as well send the Plasmids forwards to distract everyone instead, since the soldiers get blown up either way."

"You're such an artistic thinker, Vampire." Zerrex said drolly, and then he glanced over to Bondage, tilting his head curiously. "So I know what these two are up to, but what about you? You look like a big, buff guy now... and I can see you've still got that talent with shaping leather, too."

Bondage nodded a few times, smiling happily as he put his hands in his lap, and then he said cheerfully: "I work down in the Circle of Lust now, for Queen Carmen. I'm a Jailor, so I help out the Dius and the occasional succubus with making sure the inhabitants aren't going crazy... you know, tossing them in jail, punishing them here and there-"

"Fuckin' their brains out." Vampire added, and then he shook his head with a grin as Zerrex and Blake laughed, the zebra blushing deeply. "I've seen you down there, strutting around and banging everyone you can get away with. One day an Inquisitor's going to catch you, though, and then you'll be in some serious shit. You know they don't like it when the Jailors mess with the prisoners... that's for the Dius and the succubi and incubi only, you're just supposed to be a glorified security guard."

"Yeah, well, screw you." Bondage returned sharply, crossing his arms and huffing a bit. "I've seen the way you've been staring at my ass lately, with how into guys you've gotten. You're lucky they don't throw you out of the Royal Guard for that... if we were still in the Goth Legion, I'm sure they would've had you killed for sure."

"Yeah, Hell has its perks." Vampire shrugged a bit, looking agreeable as he licked his muzzle slowly. "And if that's an invitation, then your pants be down and I'll be right over to plow that ass."

Bondage made a face and leaned away, and Vampire grinned as he slowly leaned into Zerrex, adding playfully: "But of course, oh Lord Zerrex, I'm just as glad to bang you if you're up for it..."

"Uh... I'd get off me if I were you. You appear to be aggravating the Dius." Zerrex said mildly, and Vampire blinked before looking to the other side of the Drakkaren, where the three females were snarling at him. "I hear they can be very touchy and overprotective, after all..."

The demon wolf muttered and swayed away, shaking his head slowly and grunting. "Yeah, see, this is why chicks down here scare me. Most of them are like Cherry or have no tits, and what's the point of a bitch if she ain't got no tits, am I right or what?" He glanced around as the others ignored him, and then snorted and crossed his arms, muttering under his breath: "I wish Tinny was here. I could bang him all day."

"Except I'm pretty sure Tinman went to a far different place than the rest of us." Blake said mildly, and then he and Zerrex rose their cans of cola and clinked them together, before the dog added after a moment: "Oh, Zerrex, did you read that book of poems I gave you?"

"And I'm the fag here." Vampire crossed his arms, looking sulky, but the others ignored him as the Drakkaren nodded, Bondage tilting his head a bit.

The reptile opened his mouth... and then he stopped and frowned slowly, looking towards the forest at the sound of a quiet laugh as a female figure slowly slid out of it, and Vampire glanced over and started sourly: "Oh look, it's an... oh my shit, what the fuck? Dude, is that Baskervilles' fucking head?"

The Drakkaren threw down the blood-drenched, gaping head of the cheeath, and the blindfold she wore swirled behind her head as she laughed quietly again, striding elegantly a few steps forwards before halting and crossing her arms primly in front of her body. From one of them, a long row of fin-shaped metal blades had sprouted, and Zerrex could see her tail had lengthened and gained a long harpoon-shaped spike at the end of it... and the Drakkaren snarled a bit as he stood slowly, saying quietly: "I never learned your name... do you even have one, Blind Girl?"

The Blind Girl threw her head back and laughed, and then Blake leapt to his feet and threw both hands up, creating a bright purple wall in front of the four of them before the slender Drakkaren-demon leaned forwards and fired a beam of cracking lighting towards them, the energy bursting uselessly against the magical field before Blake fell backwards with a grunt as the flow of energy halted from the other side, blinking several times as he cursed: "Shit! She's stronger than she looks!"

"Then you stay out of this, little dude... hey, bitch! That was our fucking friend, no matter how fucked-up in the head he was!" Vampire shouted angrily, leaping to his feet and angrily tossing the bottle of whisky at her, which she easily caught. The wolf blinked a few times, then he cursed and muttered: "She was supposed to break it and whisky was supposed to spray all over her. Then I was going to set her on fire and say a cool line."

"Yeah, but if you set it alight now, the bottle will explode." Zerrex said mildly, and Vampire brightened before raising his hand... and then his eyes bulged when he saw the bottle heading towards him in an easy toss from the female, and Zerrex took cover behind the wolf as Bondage jumped in front of Blake and threw one of his leather gloves up in front of himself, and it transformed into a wall of thick black material a moment before the bottle exploded.

Vampire was knocked backwards, but Zerrex winced as he caught the wolf, who was cursing loudly as he hammered at his chest to put out the flames, and the Drakkaren tossed him down to the ground just in time to see a foot flying towards his face.

The Blind Girl's hard kick sent him crashing onto his back as she swung her bladed arm out at the same time, tearing a wide rip in the leather wall, her tail lashing through this and wrapping around Bondage's neck to jerk him forwards through the tear, the zebra gasping for breath. She turned elegantly and swung her bladed arm down to decapitate him in a clean slice... but instead, she hit Vampire's forearm. The wolf snarled, shoving his arm upwards as the Blind Girl looked up at him in surprise before his fist collided with her muzzle, and a moment later Blake leapt forwards to attempt to grab her and end the confrontation.

Instead, she maneuvered one of her blades into his hand, the dog grunting before hissing in pain and drawing back as she sliced a long, thin scar along his palm... and a moment later her tail snapped out and lashed into him, knocking sprawling as she turned around and rose a flat palm almost lazily. Vampire charged right into the latter, knocking himself over as she stabbed her tail behind her at Zerrex... but the Drakkaren narrowly dodged this before swinging his fist up to meet hers as she snarled and threw a hard jab at his muzzle.

Their fists collided in midair, and the Blind Girl shrieked in surprise and pain as her wrist snapped, staggering backwards, and Zerrex swung at her again, slamming into her muzzle and knocking her staggering... but the reptile was sent flying backwards as well with a grunt of surprise and pain, landing on the ground with a wince as electricity sizzled over her body. The Blind Girl stood in the middle of them, panting but grinning coldly even as blood dripped from her muzzle, and then she said softly: "Cherry."

"Sorry, but she isn't here right now..." Zerrex said softly, and the Blind Girl slowly shook her head... and the Drakkaren's emerald eyes narrowed. "No... you're doing this because Cherry killed you. You're doing this to hurt Cherry."

She nodded with a sick grin... and then hissed when Bondage threw his other glove at her and it turned into a thick leather rope, locking her arms to her sides and her tail against her back as Vampire charged in with a growl... and then his eyes bulged as the Blind Girl easily tore free of the restraints before she once more punched him in the face and knocked him flat into the ground, before her eyes locked on Zerrex and she leapt at him, snarling like a wild beast. The reptile backpedaled immediately with a wince as Blake laced his fingers together and began some incantation, and Bondage cursed as he ran after the Blind Girl while picking up the torn leather wall.

It morphed into a long leather whip in his hand, and he snapped it at her, trying to get her attention... but her tail only snapped out at him, and the zebra was forced to duck backwards with a wince to avoid being speared on the end of it. The Drakkaren, meanwhile, was still trying to figure out what to do... and then he blinked stupidly before creating a sphere of energy in his hand and leaping backwards, at the same time throwing it hard at her.

She frowned a bit at him, but it was as if she didn't see the sphere before it struck her body and exploded, knocking her flying backwards with a howl as her electrical barrier vanished from around her body, rolling backwards over the ground with a snarl... and then Bondage tackled her legs and grabbed the end of her long tail as Vampire threw himself through the air with an unnecessary howl and body-slammed her, the female grunting loudly in surprise and pain. Blake paused in his recitation, opening one eye to peer at them as she struggled uselessly for a few moments... but a moment later Bondage was hefted into the air with a yelp of surprise as he clung to her tail, before grunting in pain as the appendage snapped backwards and smashed him into the ground... and then he arched his back, his eyes bulging in agony as the long spike on the end of her tail tore into his stomach.

Vampire let out a snarl of rage a moment before he was batted off into the creek... and the Blind Girl held her hand up with a vicious grin, and Zerrex covered his eyes as the creek burned brilliant white, the demon wolf letting out a scream of agony before he fell still and silent, spasming a bit on the shore of the river as smoke rose off his body. Her head drifted to face Blake as he hastily went back to chanting, his voice breaking a bit as the Blind Girl stood... and then the Drakkaren tackled the now-demoness from the side and landed in a straddle overtop her.

She snarled and swung at his neck with her blades, but he ducked backwards, grabbing her wrist... and when his instincts set off an alarm in his head, he leaned forwards, the end of her tail overshooting him before he jerked the female's own bladed arm into her tail, and the razor sharp blades tore easily through her own flesh as she shrieked in surprise and agony, the last foot of flesh and the long harpoon on the end of it flying off as blood sprayed over the two Drakkaren. Immediately, Zerrex leaned back up, slamming into her face with his other fist twice before he was blown off her by a blast of electricity, grunting as he landed hard on his back for the umpteenth time that fight.

Blake finished his spell, pointing his palm at the Blind Girl just as she pounced towards Zerrex, who winced and covered his head... then stared as he saw her frozen in midair, left completely immobile as Blake fell to his knees, panting and saying raggedly: "Quick, finish the crazy bitch off! The binding spell only lasts a short time!"

Zerrex nodded as he leapt to his feet, then he cocked his arm back and charged at her snarling face, before slamming his fist forwards with all the power and momentum he could muster. There was a loud crack as the female flew backwards through the air with a shriek of fury and agony before crashing on her back and skidding several feet through the dirt.

She lay still for a moment... and then she sat up, her blindfold knocked off and her burning white eyes glaring at Zerrex, the black scars and slashes surrounding them seeming to twist and writhe on her face as she leapt up to her feet before charging... and Zerrex winced before kicking the long spike that had been on the end of her tail up from the ground and into his hand before throwing this at her as hard as he could.

It struck her squarely in the chest, and she fell with a scream of rage and agony, but her body dissolved into darkness before it even touched the ground, and Zerrex fell to his knees with a sigh as Blake groaned nearby before crawling over to Bondage. Vampire, meanwhile, was still laying in the creek... and Zerrex grunted as he got to his feet and staggered slowly over to the smoldering wolf.

He stepped on him a few times to put out a few small flames that were beginning to kindle on his chest, and then he kicked him lightly in the side, and Vampire shook his head with a groan of pain before opening one eye to look up at Zerrex and releasing another loud sound of mixed pain and irritation. "Oh, come on! Please tell me you did not just save our asses again."

"It was a joint effort. Come on, get up." Zerrex offered his hand, and Vampire slapped at it, the reptile rolling his eyes and putting his hands on his hips, stretching a bit and making a face. "I have to say, after that, I feel a bit out of practice."

"Yeah, please don't remind me." Vampire muttered, and one of his legs twitched a few times before he managed to sit up, rubbing slowly at his charred fur before glancing up at Zerrex and asking mildly: "By the way, who the holy fuck was that?"

"The Blind Girl... don't you pay any attention to anything? You were the one who dragged us all out here to meet Zerrex, after all, all cheerful about how the Captain was down in Hell." Blake said mildly, as he walked over with Bondage following behind, clutching at his stomach and looking pale. "Now get the hell up... I need you to take Bondage to a priestess and have him examined, and you need to go tell the Royal Guard what happened. But I have to say, I've never felt so humiliated in all my life... she was unnatural, even for one of us."

Zerrex nodded a bit, then he rolled his eyes and reached down to grab Vampire under the armpits, hauling him up to his feet and causing the wolf to growl irritably. "Do I have to go with you, since, you know, it looks like Bondage here has been poisoned and she was after me?"

The wolf mumbled something profane under his breath, and then he shook his head with a sigh, brushing at his body again as he pointed beside him and created a portal. "No, I'll come and get you myself if I need you, otherwise I'll just post a soldier near your house to spare us all some paperwork and interviews with the Inquisitors or Guards. Now if you'll stop holding me up, I need to take flunky here to sickbay."

Vampire slipped forwards, nodding to Zerrex as Blake slid the taller Bondage over to the wolf, and then the demon turned and vanished through the portal, the vortex flickering out of existence after he slipped through. Zerrex, meanwhile, looked over at Blake as the dog rubbed at his head, asking mildly: "You okay?"

"Yeah... but you'd better take care of yourself, Zerrex." A pause as he glanced over at the Dius, who were all chatting excitedly and looking at Zerrex with renewed amazement, the Drakkaren dropping his head in one hand as the canine added with a hint of amusement. "It looks like you have some new stories for your fans to pass around, though, yourself."

"Do you want my superpowers? I don't want them." Zerrex said morbidly, and Blake laughed and shook his head, patting his large Drakkaren friend on the bicep.

Before he could make a response, however, a portal appeared and Vampire was thrown through it, landing on his back with a screech as Selena and Queen Feldspar stepped through a moment later, and both of them yelled angrily at the Dius, who scattered immediately into different portals. Blake stealthily slid half-behind Zerrex, peering out at the two as they made their way over to the Drakkaren, Feldspar rubbing over his body with concern and Selena crossing her arms and glaring at him. "Lord Zerrex, how many times have we gone over this... when there's a problem, what are you supposed to do?"

"He took care of the problem by himself, Inquisitor, now kindly lower your voice and change your tone." Feldspar snapped, and then she looked up at Zerrex as he winced. "Don't let her treat you like a lapdog now, Lord Zerrex... you did perfectly fine, and I for one think you made an intelligent choice... after all, you were accompanied by..." She made a face, looking over at Vampire as he got up and grabbed the sides of his head, his eyes rolling comically as he shook it slowly. "A... member of the Royal Guard."

Vampire opened his mouth and rose a hand... and then closed it and leaned slowly away at the burning look he received from both Dius before Zerrex said lamely: "I figured, Inquisitor Selena, that with about a third of the old unit back together, we could easily take the Blind Girl... I didn't think she'd be so..."

Both the Dius exchanged a look as he broke off, and even Selena softened, frowning a bit as she said quietly: "We're fairly certain that, like... another demoness you know, she was born of a demon-mortal coupling. In that case, it makes sense that she had such a body as she did... what is it, Queen Feldspar?"

The Dius was slowly licking some of the blood she'd gotten on her hands from rubbing the Drakkaren's chest off her fingers... and then she frowned and said something in demonic that Zerrex didn't understand. Selena went from looking irritated to surprised, asking something in return as Vampire looked stupefied, and then Selena said sharply: "Captain Lazarus! Assemble the soldiers you can find and gear up to search the forest... any dead bodies or body parts you find are to be burned immediately. Is this clear?"

"Sir!" Vampire jumped to his feet and saluted, then made a face and opened his mouth to correct himself... but at the glares he received, he simply made a portal instead and jumped through it. Meanwhile, Feldspar had said something to Blake, and he had vanished through another portal... and now Selena glanced over at Zerrex.

"I'm going to take him to get cleaned up and then home from there..." Selena started, but Feldspar smiled coldly at her, shaking her head slowly as the Inquisitor narrowed her eyes, seething with visible rage as Zerrex carefully stepped backwards, watching as the Dius lost control over herself to the point that her other demonic features began to show through that she normally kept hidden: a large jaw lined with too big teeth, a series of needle-like spikes pushing out of her back, and her dark red pupils. "Feldspar Sarin Le Tolla, this is not a time for fun and games, and-"

"And you need to go and talk with the Princess about what we found here." Feldspar remarked, but her own body had started to change as well beneath her jeans and plain blouse, and Zerrex wondered for a moment exactly what had gone on between them to create such animosity. I mean, greater demons don't go into their scary real forms unless they're seriously pissed off or getting right into combat, like Cherry... I haven't even seen what Selena really looks like, so to speak... "Now why don't we discuss this later, after you've cooled your silly head and when we're not in front of Lord Zerrex. You get ugly, after all, as I remember."

Selena snarled at this... but then she clenched her eyes and spun around as her features receded, before shooting over her back cruelly: "No matter how ugly I get, Feldspar, you'll always be uglier at the core... I want you to remember that, bitch. And Zerrex, wear one of those things mortals call condoms if you end up fucking the slut... she's filthy inside and out, and I don't want to treat you for a disease tomorrow."

Feldspar's eyes glowed with hate as Selena created a portal in front of her and strode through... but the moment the other female was gone, she turned towards Zerrex with a smile and wrapped her arms around him, pressing against his body and murmuring softly: "My apologies for that mess, Lord Zerrex... but ever since we were children, we just... never got along." The Dius paused, then snapped her fingers and said teasingly: "But come along, I know the perfect place to clean off..."

Ten minutes later, Zerrex was sitting in a private hot tub with the Dius on the other side, grinning across at him with her breasts covered by the gentle foam... and Zerrex glanced back and forth dumbly, wondering if he was in the mortal world at the marble tiles, the sinks and the shower stalls for cleaning off, despite how deep the hot tub was... and then Feldspar slid over to him, her breasts lightly pushing into his arm as she said teasingly: "Want me to show you how long I can hold my breath under water for? Or would you just rather relax... I promise that if you let me give you a massage, you'll feel better... and I'll even keep my hands away from all your naughty places, Lord Zerrex..."

The Drakkaren made a bit of a face, and Feldspar pouted a bit up at him... and when he sighed, she immediately brightened and snatched up a small bottle of some sort of oil that she rubbed over her hands, before winking as she arched her back and slowly poured some of the contents over her breasts, saying softly: "Won't you please help me out? They've been sore all day, just waiting for a pair of strong hands to work out all the stress..."

Zerrex bit his tongue as he reached one hand out... and then she immediately grasped his hand and pulled it firmly against one breast as she slipped her legs over his, growling teasingly up at him, her eyes half lidded. "Come on, big boy... don't be afraid to squeeze as hard as you like... go ahead, treat me like your toy, work out all that stress..."

The Drakkaren brought his other hand up, both resting on her swells as he refrained from speaking, working his hands gently against her bosom... and she moaned softly despite the fact he wasn't moving his fingers with much aim or even attempting to bring her anything in the way of pleasure, despite the fact her breasts felt incredibly hot and electric under his touch. It's like touching sensuality... "Queen Feldspar-"

"Just Feldspar is fine... we can cut with the formalities, I think... although I do enjoy calling you Lord Zerrex." Feldspar grinned up at him, then leaned in and nuzzled his throat as the Drakkaren slid his hands out to the sides of her bosom, pushing her large swells together gently as she licked slowly at his neck. "But what is it, darling?"

"I uh... why exactly are you so... forwards, if I may ask?" Zerrex asked mildly, and she laughed quietly as she drew back, grinning a bit as she reached up to slowly begin massaging his shoulders... and he relaxed a bit as he felt the heat working into his musculature, breathing a bit softer as he looked down to her and she looked up at him.

"Lord Zerrex... all Dius are drawn to people who are powerful enough to dominate and control them..." she chided gently, then she added softly: "Hasn't Selena done things with you over these last fifty years that no Inquisitor should be doing with her victim and student? Of course she has... because it is in her nature, and because you are powerful, even now. And in Hell, power attracts people even more than it does in the world above, and enslaves especially sexual demons, while creating envy or awe in demons of Wrath. Even the Princess is interested in you, since you would be an excellent choice for a General or Advisor... demons will follow you and revere you not only for your past, littered as it is with bodies, but also simply for that which is locked inside of your body..."

She slowly sat up, and then kissed him hungrily as she slid her arms around his neck, and Zerrex kissed her slowly in return, his eyes sliding closed as they sat together in the hot tub, his hands squeezing firmly into her breasts... and then he reached up and grasped her shoulders, pushing her back as she panted and gazed up at him hungrily, her hands locked on the back of her neck as she growled quietly: "Look, even now you can fight me, no matter how hard I try or push... it's an agonizing, wonderful torment, sitting here, all my attempts to break down your defenses repelled... but you have your weaknesses too, don't you Lord Zerrex?"

She smiled slowly at him, then she leaned forwards and murmured quietly as she wrapped one arm around the back of his neck: "Blood... carnage... pain... rape... you enjoy power as much as any of us, but I know especially you enjoy your sizes... and you enjoy seeing how ugly people really are inside, take a sick pleasure in seeing the truth behind the image... what if I showed you my truth, or Selena's truth?"

Zerrex pushed her back again, but he could already feel curiosity struggling inside of him to be heard, no matter how hard he tried to quench it... and Feldspar grinned at him as the water rippled around their nude bodies, murmuring softly: "I thought so... you have a big weakness, Lord Zerrex..." She paused, then drew one of her arms back... and Zerrex stared at it, at the black scales that covered it and the enormous, bent claws that had replaced her fingers, along the row of sharp spines on the outside of her arm... and then it returned to its normal form as she brought a finger in to gently stroke along his cheek, murmuring quietly: "You would be unable to resist a book that said: ‘Do not Open.' You are untamed, no matter how elegant and graceful you act, without a master... and here we sit together, and I can offer you the answers to every secret in the world... and infinite power..."

Zerrex shuddered violently, turning away and pushing her back, and she laughed before grinning widely at him, pointing a finger above her and saying cheerfully: "Let's take a swim!"

The reptile had enough time to blink before the portal turned into a whirling storm of darkness that sucked him up into it, and he let out a yelp before he was dropped down into a wide body of water with a loud splash and a cough, flailing his arms before he realized that wherever they were, it was shallow enough he could stand up, although the water still came up to his shoulders.

He glanced back and forth to orient himself, and a moment later he realized he was in some large, empty pool somewhere before Feldspar laughed behind him, and he glanced over to see her sitting on the high marble edge of the pool, a goblet in one hand and a large bed behind her, legs primly crossed as she said with a happy sigh: "This is my private room... I love water."

"I hate water." Zerrex said mildly, glancing around the room and noting that the area around the pool was all marble, including a short walk in front of a set of massive windows that looked out onto the skies of Hell from however high up they were... and on the left side of the enormous room that contained the Olympic-sized and unknowably-deep pool was a den area with hardwood floors, while on the right was a small, tiled section with pictures of the Queen and cushions and chains for slaves... and Zerrex noted the blood on some of them as Feldspar laughed again, patting the floor next to her.

The Drakkaren waded over to her and pulled himself up onto the ledge, taking his time pulling himself up so he could look over her ‘bedroom:' it included four poles that were all lit from within by a different neon glow, and a massive bed that could hold at least twenty people if they snuggled in together, with a plush blue blanket and red cushions covering it... and on either side of the bed were wardrobes, shelves, and dressers filled with all sorts of junk. As Zerrex turned around to look out the huge windows across from them, Feldspar wrapped her arms around his neck and said softly: "You know, since I'm in direct service under the Princess, I can have anything I want in the Southern Provinces... I'm one of the highest-ranking Queens in all of Hell, and I'm still without a husband..."

She looked longingly over Zerrex, pushing her body tighter against him before holding a hand out and flicking her wrist gently, and the Drakkaren stared as several slim, nicely-shaped females stood up, formed completely out of water and reptilian in shape, before they began to dance along the surface of the pool, the demoness murmuring quietly: "I have total control over water... I am the goddess who grants safe crossing, fertility to crops and mortals, and calms or enrages the sea to the foolish mortals above us... I have a hundred names, from Callisto to Neptune to Shi'Kaol... and never have I found a suitor who matches me more than you, Lord Zerrex. Oh, how I pine for you, your touch, your body... even in your mind, you think as I do..." She reached up and slowly stroked under his muzzle, saying tenderly: "All you have to do is shake off those silly mortal morals... this is Hell, there's no need to worry about things like good, bad, right and wrong. We are above them..."

She smiled dreamily as she leaned against his chest, and the dancers exploded into motes of sparkling water that swirled through the air before draining slowly back into the pool, murmuring against his strong body as he drew his arms away from her a bit: "You're troubled by it now, but that's fine. But you will change, in time, and see that we are perfect together, power united with power... and when the Princess defeats the Warlord, she will become the ruler of all Hell, and you and I can have anything we want at any time..."

She let out a long sigh of bliss at this thought, as Zerrex looked down at her quietly... and she gazed back up after a moment, dragging her hands slowly over his chest before pushing him down and straddling him, beginning to slowly massage over his shoulders and chest with loving, tender care, not bothering to speak as the Drakkaren tilted his head back and let out a soft grunt as his body relaxed... but in his mind, he was only wondering what he'd have to do in order to get out of here. Something about Feldspar's words bothered him... and worse, Feldspar herself disturbed him. After all, there's a mortal saying... nothing is as cruel or traitorous as the sea.

The demoness gave a soft sound of pleasure, and the heat emanating off her body was a bit disturbing as she continued to drag and massage her hands along the Drakkaren's strong form, looking down at him as if he'd agreed to become her husband already... and, trying to think of some way to get this conversation headed in a different direction, the reptile asked dumbly: "Uh... so what was all that about the blood earlier?"

"Oh, that... nothing much important." Feldspar said dismissively, but once he grasped her hips and gazed up into her eyes, she half-lidded her own and purred teasingly. "Well, if you're going to be so pushy about it... it was because there was the taste of mercury in the blood. And mercury is a natural byproduct of what happens when you mix demonic blood with something called Pan's Serum... a special steroid developed especially for increasing the strength and corruption of a demon for a short period of time. It's very dangerous, and to make it requires quite a talent in alchemy... and quite a lot of sacrifices, in the literal sense."

Zerrex frowned, tilting his head, but she pressed her fingers gently against his muzzle before he could ask another question, saying softly: "Now is not the time to speak, Lord Zerrex..."

He looked at her for a few more moments as her hand roved down his chest, and she gazes back at him before she murmured softly: "So much curiosity. So many questions. And so strong for someone so young as you are, Lord Zerrex... but tell me... would you like to have dinner?" She brightened a bit, then stood up and stepped forwards a bit, giving him a perfect view of her crotch as her tail flicked to the side, then she paused to argue with herself in a falsely-thoughtful voice: "Now... shall I order mortal or demon foods... oh, silly me, I'll just get us both!"

She laughed a bit as she strode over towards her closet, the Drakkaren still blinking a few times from the free show he'd just been given as she added glibly: "And of course, Lord Zerrex, you absolutely must make yourself at home here... and since I have so much trouble deciding, I'd like you to help me with some clothing choices..."

Zerrex rolled over on his stomach and glanced forwards, tilting his head a bit before staring as she held up a pair of crotchless leather chaps in one hand, and a short schoolgirl kilt in the other, asking curiously: "Do these clash?"

For the next half hour, the Drakkaren was subjected to one possible outfit after another from the seemingly endless supply in her closet, his mind reeling with some of the things she had... and finally, she settled on a long, flowing blue gown, no bra, but a front-lacing corset to cover her already-slender stomach and a thong, with a pair of long black fishnet stockings and matching fishnet arm sleeves. She smiled across at Zerrex, then spread her arms as the scales over her body turned from red to blue, and tan-gold to light grey, asking cheerfully: "Do I match? Am I pretty?"

Before Zerrex could answer, she snapped her fingers and dashed back to her wardrobe, saying in a playful, self-scolding voice: "Oh, I'm so silly... I completely forgot about jewelry... and you, of course!" She turned to him, looking him over before reaching into her closet at seeming random and tossing him a pair of black jeans and a dress shirt that matched the color of her gown, saying with a slight smile: "Those should fit you."

Zerrex was more than glad to get into something... even if that included a useless little speedo he quickly threw away... and was surprised to find that yes, they were a bit tight... but he had the feeling that was on purpose, with the way Feldspar was ogling him. She was now wearing a golden choker with an azure gemstone in it... and as he looked at her, she approached him almost shyly, opening a small black box in her hands and saying in a much-meeker voice than before: "A small gift, Lord Zerrex, from me... I pray you'll wear it, at least for tonight..."

The Drakkaren reached down and picked up a platinum band from the box, looking slowly back and forth over it: it was inset with several turquoise stones on either side of a large blue sapphire, and as he tilted it back and forth, he could see some sort of demonic inscription on the bottom of it, as he said in a soft voice: "Wow... I... Feldspar, this is far too much for me, it must be worth more than all my possessions put together..."

He glanced up, and at her pouting face, he sighed a bit and then put it on his wrist, and she immediately brightened as he said: "But for tonight, at least, I'll be glad to wear it..."

"Oh, I'm honored, Lord Zerrex... I truly am..." she paused and licked her muzzle slowly as she leaned in close, grinning widely at him as she said teasingly: "And just wait until I show you how pleased I am... but come now, tonight you are my guest, and I'll treat you to the finest meal I can..."

She stepped backwards and snapped her fingers, and a dark portal appeared in the floor next to them before Zerrex blinked and stepped backwards as a small, square table and a pair of chairs rose up out of it, the darkness vanishing as Feldspar frowned a bit before glancing at the water, and a liquid figure rose up out of it before dropping to a kneel as she pointed a finger beside it, another portal of darkness flickering into being on the rippling surface of the pool. The water being immediately stepped through... and a few moments later it came back and fell back into particles of liquid as the dark portal closed, Feldspar turning her eyes to Zerrex as she patted the table and sat down on one side of it, gazing at him tenderly. "We shouldn't have to wait too long."

"For what?" The Drakkaren tilted his head as he sat hesitantly down, and then he blinked as Feldspar glanced at the candles and they burst alight with blue flames, before she gazed across at him adoringly and formed a floor with her fingers beneath her muzzle, looking across at him adoringly enough to make him feel awkward. But a moment later, he was thankfully distracted as a dark portal opened and a goat demon in noble dress stepped through.

He bowed to them both, then set a large glass bottle on the table, asking courteously: "How can I serve you tonight, Queen Feldspar and her honorable guest?"

The Drakkaren felt surreality in what he already thought was surreal enough: he was now being attended to by a waiter in a demonic castle as the guest of a Queen who appeared to be mad about him... yet made him far more nervous than any other demon or demoness had so far. Now if only he was a snooty-looking dude named Renaldo in one of those vest suits with a moustache and a bad black wig, we'd be going somewhere... "Yes, I'll have my usual, Tellan. What about yourself, Lord Zerrex? You can have anything you wish, anything at all..." A pause and a leer as she leaned forwards enough to expose most of her cleavage. "Anything."

Zerrex wished he had a menu he could hide behind instead of a pair of candles, and instead carefully glanced over to the impartial-looking waiter, saying in a hesitant voice: "I'd love some Frost cola... uh... actually, no, make that green tea..."

"Make it both!" chimed in Feldspar, and then she smiled over at Zerrex, smacking her fist firmly on the table and rattling the silverware and plates already set up, the candles threatening to topple in their silver, engraved holders. "Please, like I said... give in to all your desires..."

Ugh. She's getting more and more... crazy and... lustful, I guess is a good word for it. "I'll... keep it in mind. In that case, a double..." A pause as Feldspar gave him a look, and he sighed inwardly. "Triple patty cheeseburger with bacon... a large Caesar salad... and uh..."

"Oh, of course we need a plate of shrimp to share... and make sure you include that special sauce." A look passed between Feldspar and the waiter, and Zerrex hid a frown as he only tilted his head curiously, but the now-blue-scaled demoness only smiled at him and waved a hand, saying teasingly: "Now don't look like that... I can't tell you what it is, or it wouldn't be half as special, Lord Zerrex..."

"I dunno..." The Drakkaren made a bit of a face, rubbing the back of his head as the waiter vanished through the portal, and he realized it was far too late to decline now, as he instead resigned himself to doing yet something else that would piss Selena off. As long as she doesn't do the decapitation thing to me again... "You really don't need to go through all this effort with me, Feldspar... I... a quiet, small dinner would be just as wonderful. I mean, you know, nothing sucks worse than indigestion and gluttony all at the same time when you don't need to eat to begin with."

The demoness smiled at him, laughing politely at his bad quip as she leaned back in her chair, licking her muzzle slowly. "It's one of the few things we have left to indulge..." A pause, and then she clapped her hands twice, and a portal appeared next to each pole. A few moments later, a nude demon walked out of each; two males and two females, all of them slender and muscular, and radiating beauty as they bowed before gripping the poles and spinning slowly in perfect synchronization as the portals closed, and Feldspar looked over at him teasingly: "Just some... entertainment while we eat."

Zerrex swallowed and nodded, glancing over the dancers: toned bodies, the males only a bit more muscular than the females, the four moving differently but in time with each other as one of the females slid up the pole to grasp it with her legs and turn upside down with a calm expression on her face and one of the males pulled himself up the other pole with his hands, arching his back and bringing his legs up, his features also serene and almost sorrowful, collars around all their necks... and Feldspar leaned a bit over the table, murmuring softly: "The ultimate beauty in Hell comes not from emotions, but perfect control over those as much as our bodies..." A pause as one of the females slid around the pole and then gracefully spun as she stepped away, before leaning forwards onto her hands and bringing her legs up to wrap around the pole, slowly grinding her naked crotch down the length of it until her buttocks touched the ground, and immediately throwing herself forwards to wrap her arms around it, her expression quiet and sad. "Aren't they beautiful? They're models from the Circle of Envy... perfect bodies, perfect builds, perfect control, perfect features. I was so hoping they'd give you a smile, Lord Zerrex."

"They're beautiful." The Drakkaren admitted with a quiet murmur... but they also seemed infinitely sorrowful, and despite the erotic movements, it wasn't so much sexual teasing and dirty dancing as it seemed art. He watched quietly for a few minutes, entranced by the ways they bent and moved their bodies... and then Feldspar cleared her throat, looking at him with almost concern as the Drakkaren saw the waiter entering through a portal with a pair of large covered trays in either hand and a bottle beneath his arm.

The reptile offered her an apologetic smile, and she perked up and smiled in return as the waiter served them both, before removing the dome silver tops of the trays, leaving Zerrex staring at the sight of the grand feast laid out before him. It was all he had asked for and more... fries, bacon, stuffing, and not only breaded fish but some sort of freshly-caught and preserved Hell-born fish carefully prepared in some sort of garlic sauce... and of course the shrimp-things he'd eaten before with the demonesses and that red sauce.

He smiled a bit across at Feldspar, then glanced up to thank the waiter... but he had already vanished, and the Drakkaren shrugged a bit as the Queen invited happily: "Dig in, Lord Zerrex... this is far better than having a meager portion of stew every few days at work."

The Drakkaren nodded, trying to murmur out a response and not sure if he quite made it or not, and then he did so, eating as the dancers on the poles continued to twine and move in seemingly-impossible ways, and Feldspar stared at him intently enough to make him feel uncomfortable, as he chewed slowly and took his time, enjoying the food.

Feldspar herself had quite a feast, but she barely touched any of it, eating only when Zerrex glanced up at her and not seeming to realize how reflective the square candleholder was. Even with his head down, he could see her almost-greedy expression in it... and to try and make conversation â€" or at least return the discomfort â€" Zerrex asked politely: "So, Queen Feldspar... since you're a monarch, does that mean you were born in Hell?"

She looked almost surprised as he glanced up, but pleased to have an excuse not to eat, as she gave him an almost-doting look. "Well, I don't usually discuss this... but anything for you, Lord Zerrex, with you... nothing is off limits."

She smiled to him warmly, and he offered another one in return, his jaw feeling sore as she continued in a voice that was far too happy: "No... although I have been granted a demon name now, my original name is..." A pause and a sly smile. "Well, I can't tell you that, Lord Zerrex. A true name has much power in Hell, which you'll understand one day... but let's just say that it wasn't very suiting of me." She glanced up thoughtfully, losing herself a bit in memory... and Zerrex glanced back and forth to try and figure out something to do with the food, since he'd already eaten half the feast... which amounted to twice as much as he'd ever eaten while alive. Thank Gods demons don't get stomachaches. But I'm still worried about A, getting fat, and B, getting dead or molested. "Yes... I've been in Hell for billions of years now. In mortal time, I was born over a millennia before you were born yourself, Lord Zerrex. It must have been, oh... 1002 years after the advent of historical timekeeping."

The Drakkaren blinked and stared at this, and a teasing smile spread over Feldspar's features. "I know I don't look it... but I've got quite a few years on you. When I was a young girl, I was the most beautiful in all the land..." She became dreamy, swaying a bit and closing her eyes... and Zerrex leaned across the food to pour some of his own on her plate, somehow figuring she wouldn't notice amidst her own feast, which she'd stirred together into a disgusting mess anyway. "Yes... I was... I was a priestess, you know."

She opened her eyes, and Zerrex was slowly eating a piece of breaded fish, not bothering with cutlery, and she smiled at him happily, leaning across the table and saying in almost a purr: "Every male wanted me... and none of them could have me. I was the property of the Sian-Do-Chan Church, and only those who were washed in the holy waters of the Aegis River could lay a hand upon my body, which was clothed in the finest of silks all day long, to show off my beautiful body...

"But those who were washed in the waters, and had completed the rituals â€" were of... proper descent and training, in other words â€" I took to bed, and there we had the most wonderful of fornications, and I showed them how to fuck and how to love..." She let out a blissful sigh, tilting her head back before looking across at Zerrex as her eyes flashed, grinning widely. "But if they displeased me, I was permitted to kill them... and I was long trained in the Dark Arts by then, and I already knew of Hell and its ways by that time from the summonings and séances I had performed for myself and others. But I preferred to poison them... and then while they were stunned, I would drown them."

Zerrex felt his stomach turn over as he glanced down at his plate, and she tittered quietly, covering the end of her muzzle. "Oh, don't be silly, Lord Zerrex! You should know by now that suffocation and drowning have little effect on a demon... they're just uncomfortable until you learn to control your breathing. At least, for most of us." She paused meditatively, stirring at her food with her knife before putting it aside. "Besides, I only killed those who displeased the Sian-Do-Chan back then... until that day, of course.

"Templar Knights raided us... they raped me, of course, and then attempted to drown me in my own holy water..." And now Feldspar's grin grew twisted as she leaned towards him, the flames burning with an audible hiss and the candles melting before the Drakkaren's eyes as she hissed: "But I had already made a pact by then with Hell, and the Princess would not let me die so easily."

The candles flickered out, and Feldspar sat back, looking content as Zerrex simply stared at her. "The Templars were destroyed by my immense power over water, and I raped and violated and tore them apart, harvesting their souls for the Princess... and then I gave up my own soul for her, and I came down to Hell to serve her." She paused, looking thoughtfully up to the ceiling as she continued softly: "I have always served the Princess, and I replaced the last handmaiden who served as a Queen of the Southern Province when the time came for it. She had no successor, and I was the best suited for the job, of course."

Her dismissive tone told the Drakkaren she was hiding something, and that whatever it was, it was bigger than some scandal about being wrongly put in power because she was a friend of the Princess. Feldspar, however, had slid out of her chair and around the table in only a moment, and Zerrex blinked before she sat down in his lap, the Drakkaren coughing a bit as she stroked a hand lightly down his muzzle. "Now, Lord Zerrex... look at you, my big handsome friend... you've barely touched your food!"

"I ate most of it." Zerrex said in a strangled voice, leaning away from her a bit as she picked up another piece of breaded fish and attempted to shove it in his muzzle, but as hard as he fought, she clung back with equal force, grinning at him playfully... and he wondered if she had some divine protection over her, since he was unable to even shift her in his lap. "Hey, no, no thank you..."

"Fine." Feldspar pouted, and she took a bite out of the fish herself before tossing it down on the platter, then she spun it around so the bowl of red sauce and the shrimp were in front of them, saying firmly: "You have to at least eat this, though... it's delicious, and it'll help you grow into a strong, full demon much faster."

The Drakkaren winced, but this time she didn't seem to be giving him much of a choice... and he sighed, resigning himself to the inevitable and figuring some cooperation could at least earn him some answers.

She fed him with an expression of serene happiness on her features, her one arm wrapped around her neck and her body scooting closer to his... and he tried to go along with it as best he could. She treated him like her lover and her child, murmuring softly and tenderly to him as she pressed herself close, but at the same time she would pause now and then to wipe at his muzzle with a napkin like a doting parent and playfully tease him, which the reptile admittedly wasn't really in the mood for right now.

On the other hand, she had made her allegiance clear, and it was pretty obvious that her orders â€" and those of the sexual demons before her â€" had come from somewhere higher up the food chain, so he asked lamely, as she wiped at his face after feeding him the last shrimp-thing: "So hey... uh... how exactly is this going to be making me a stronger demon?"

"Oh, it's just a special little recipe made up just for you..." Feldspar said tenderly, and then she slid off his lap, trying to change the subject as she began: "So how about dessert now-"

Zerrex's hands clamped on her shoulders, and then dancers ground to a halt, staring, as the Drakkaren flung her hard across the room, Feldspar letting out a cry of surprise before landing on her back and skidding into the bottom of the bed as the Drakkaren snarled: "I asked you a question, bitch! Now tell... me..."

The reptile shook his head with a wince, reaching up grasp his pounding forehead before staring at his hands, and then at Feldspar, who was half-sitting against the foot of the bed... but she was grinning widely, her eyes alight and her features flushed as she whispered: "Oh yes... yes, Lord Zerrex... that's what I want to see..."

"I... I don't want to act like this." Zerrex shook his head, clenching his eyes shut and forcing his body to calm down, but he felt dazed and out of control, his anger sparking up again for no reason as his emerald eyes burned with aimless fury... and then he clenched them tightly shut again and he forced himself to take a deep breath, calming whatever was inside of him as Feldspar's expression narrowed a bit in frustration, the Queen standing up and brushing herself off. "I don't need to behave so rudely. I apologize."

"You can be a very irritating creature, Lord Zerrex..." Feldspar said softly, and Zerrex frowned a bit as she held her hand out, before wincing as some telekinetic force bound his hands at his sides and dragged him slowly forwards, the friction of his feet sliding across the floor raising a long squeal for a few moments before halted in front of her, the female stroking under his muzzle gently as she smiled cruelly up at him. "Do you really think we all show such compassion for you just because of who you are, of what you are? You idiot... with how well you hide your power, with how shy and quiet you act, any succubus would make the dire mistake of crossing you and attempting to dominate you just for the nice fuck your body would make, aura or no aura.

"No, the Princess has exaggerated and enhanced the stories about you, and she is the one who put out such... interesting little storybooks on the things you've done. Sure, you're exceptional. Unique, even, with your ability to stand against Az'Iriel and kill the Red Beast. But you're also a fool..."

Her hand lowered and tapped his chest, and Zerrex was knocked onto his back, crashing and skidding towards the table as he snarled furiously, his muscles bulging and hands clenching into fists... and then he cursed to himself. This is what she wants... she's trying to enrage me... fuck, Vampire was right, it is all Cherrys down here... "Listen to your instincts, Lord Zerrex... strike out with your rage! Give in to your anger! Stop resisting the corruption and become a demon, become who you truly are!"

Zerrex slowly climbed to his feet as Feldspar stalked towards him, then she grinned widely and crossed her arms, tilting her head. "What are you waiting for, Lord Zerrex? Demons symbolize primal fury... that's what was taught to me by the Princess. Angels are the fools who repress themselves, and look how weak they are! Even your beloved Requiem couldn't-"

Feldspar gasped for breath, choking as Zerrex grabbed her by the throat before slamming her down into the floor hard enough to shatter the hardwood, and she let out a scream as the dancers immediately fled through portals... and a moment later Zerrex was kicked through the air, landing on his back and skidding before he twisted and half-rolled his body, twisting around to face her as the claws on his feet and hands dug into the floor, snarling in fury. The Queen was already back on her feet, however, her dress torn in several places and her eyes blazing with lust as she held both her hands open and leaned forwards as it expecting a hug the moment Zerrex charged at her.

The Drakkaren tackled her back onto the bed, and it groaned under their weight as Feldspar laughed and arched her back against him as he the reptile dug his claws into her shoulders, gazing down at her furiously... and then he grunted, a strange, icy feeling washing over him and weakening his body, his eyes becoming hazy as Feldspar looked up at him hungrily, saying softly: "You're my toy for tonight, Lord Zerrex..."

"I'm no one's toy..." Zerrex mumbled... and a few moments later his eyes rolled up in the back of his head and he fell into a blue haze on top of her, his vision turning into nothing but distorted azure blurs. He had no idea what was going on, his mind thick with the same sapphire fog as he felt her move out from beneath him and heard her taking her clothes off, singing some soft song to herself in demonic... and then he felt his own clothes being removed, but he couldn't do much more than twitch, even when he felt her grasp his flaccid member in a warm hand.

She squeezed and tugged on him gently, but it wasn't arousing... in his hazy, blue-covered state, it was as if someone had tugged on one of his fingers. He heard a murmur of something, and felt himself shifted some more... and a few moments later, he blinked as the haze almost immediately vanished, his fury gone with it and leaving him only feeling dumb and confused before he rose a hand and stared at the golden band on his ring finger. "Why... what happened?"

"We're married... at least for now." Feldspar said cheerfully, and she moved to straddle him as Zerrex stared at her, his jaw dropping as the naked female sat on his chest, tickling two fingers up his muscular breast slowly as she said teasingly: "And tonight's game is husband and wife... you will tell me how much you love me, and I'll return the favor... and I can be any person in the world you want, since you're already the one I adore most."

She's crazy. Holy shit. This is bad. She's a complete whackjob. Zerrex could only stare at her stupidly as he tried to process the fact that somehow he had been kidnapped, had ingested Gods-knew-what, and was now apparently married to the Queen who he'd just tried to kill and rape, and possibly in that order. She seemed to have forgotten about their little fight, though... She probably thinks it was a marital spat. "Are you serious?"

He realized a moment later asking that question could go very badly for him... but she beamed and took it in the ‘this is the best thing that could ever happen so I just can't believe it' way instead of the ‘you're a fucking nutcase' way, in which case it was probably the best thing he could have said. "Oh, yes, I truly am! Why, I adore you more than ever now, Lord Zerrex... and see?" she leaned to the side, and Zerrex gaped as a solemn-faced demon in a long black robe bowed deeply to them, a scroll in one hand and a large book in the other. "I like realism, so I had the priest do the ceremony while you were... resting."

She smiled again, and Zerrex felt a shiver roll through him as he forced himself to smile as best he could in return... and then she leaned down and murmured softly in his ear: "Tell me how you want me to look, honey... I feel so lucky to be your first wife, after all... and you know I look forwards to seeing who else you choose to be yours and hope to always remain your favorite..."

Zerrex already knew all about the polygamy that went on in Hell, but, trying to stall for time, he asked dumbly: "You wouldn't mind... I mean... I can have more wives?"

"Wives, husbands, slaves, toys, anything and everything in between." Feldspar nodded, looking cheerful as she continued easily: "I'm not a possessive female, Lord Zerrex... and of course I won't interfere at all with your different trainings and tortures, since I know how disciplined and principled you are... but I want you to be happy! So although some demons say they'd only like to have one or two marital partners, I'd enjoy seeing you getting both an expansive harem and as many wedded lovers as suit you."

The Drakkaren laughed faintly, then he said weakly: "Wow. You're an amazing person, Feldspar... I have to say that uh... I'm lucky to have you."

"I think we've both had fortune smile upon us at this union..." Feldspar licked her muzzle slowly, gazing down at him hungrily before slapping his chest teasingly. "Now stop being so silly! What do you want me to look like?"

"I'm already... just stunned by the beauty you have now." Zerrex managed, and Feldspar squealed while he thanked whatever divine forces were in Hell that she wasn't a mind reader, since all he'd done was quote the first line of a poem in some birthday card he'd bought Marina one year. "So you don't have to change anything for me."

Feldspar sighed happily, then she slid her hands up to his shoulders, saying hungrily: "But come now, Lord Zerrex... it's time for us to make love... I need your love so badly, my King..."

She rolled over, pulling him on top of her as she spread her legs and looked up into his eyes hungrily... and Zerrex thought for a moment about complaining that he had a headache before deciding that a quick screw was likely better than having his head torn off and eaten. "It... would be my pleasure."

The Drakkaren leaned down and kissed slowly up from his shoulder along her neck, trying to think of sexual thoughts as one of his hands slid up to a breast that he certainly could appreciate the aesthetics of... but on the other hand, nasty thoughts about how she'd likely poisoned him and seemed to be invulnerable to his hardest punches kept coming back to him, and it wasn't doing a lot for his penis... and he could feel her squirming beneath him, one of her hands on his shoulder and the other brushing against his abdominals as she slowly rubbed along her own sex... and the Drakkaren decided to try a different tactic for the time being.

Slowly, he kissed down her neck, then over the slope of one breast to lick and suckle teasingly at the nipple, setting his teeth against it and nipping gently as she moaned and arched her back before one of his hands settled around the base of her breast, pushing his muzzle down over it and mouthing it hungrily as his other slid slowly down to her hip, grasping it lightly before he continued to carefully work his way down her body, kissing gently along her taunt blue-scaled stomach to the deep obsidian lips of her sex as he slid his body down the bed, and he smiled teasingly up at her as she looked down at him with hungry bliss, while a chill ran through him. Dude. I just realized her blue scales are the same color as the blue scales over my chest... and we both now have black genitalia. I'm now officially freaked out. "Ooh, Zerrex, honey..."

"The real honey is down here." Zerrex said stupidly, but she purred as if he had just said a thousand other better, dirtier lines, and he lowered his muzzle to the lips of her sex, dragging his tongue slowly around them as she moaned quietly and arched her back, her eyes sliding closed as she let out a sigh of bliss. Her legs opened wider, one of them drawing up slightly, and he slowly nosed forwards against her entrance, nuzzling her vagina teasingly as she grunted softly and fidgeted with an almost-squeal of joy.

He pushed forwards a bit harder as he tried to think of other sexual thoughts, mouthing her sex gently as he slid his tongue forwards, slowly drawing it just along the inside of her passage as she moaned hungrily and slid her hands along her own body before squeezing into her own breasts, but Zerrex's eyes weren't focused on that gesture. Doing Cherry while standing up and her head on the ground, her juices pouring down her own stomach... Marina giving me oral and using her breasts... doing Cindy against a wall while she screams "fuck me Daddy," that was hot... fuck, banging Mahihko in a public bathroom stall and making him squirt all over the place...

None of it was helping much, but he did manage to get a twitch out of his flaccid shaft as he continued to lap and tease at the female on autopilot: his oral skills weren't the best, but after a lifetime of sexual experiences and living with three girls for a decade who he didn't always need to savagely dominate, he had learned a few things. His broad muzzle helped, too, and he pushed it forwards against her sex to stretch and test her a bit, and she groaned hungrily, her eyes rolling up in her head as she bucked hard against him with sounds of pleasure he direly hoped were exaggerated. Oh come... wait, no way. No. Way.

She had begun to buck harder against him, her cries rising as Zerrex continued to play his tongue through her sex, and then she let out a loud cry of pleasure as she climaxed, her sweet juices spilling down her passage and out over the Drakkaren's muzzle and into his mouth, and he had to admit the sweet juices didn't taste half bad, as he lapped and nuzzled at her hungrily... but moreover, it was hot and he could just smell the pheromones pouring out of her, which was helping a fair bit with clearing his mind. He moved firmer against her, drawing out her orgasm over the next few minutes as she reached her hands down to clutch into his hair, screaming his name as her body flexed and bucked against him... and then finally, she fell back and panted hard, her vagina slick and wet with her juices as he reached a hand up and pushed his palm firmly against her sex, soaking his hand in her oily juices as she said hungrily: "Oh God, Lord Zerrex... I've never felt such talent..."

I... I sucked. That was like... five minutes. At the most. Most of that you screaming and twitching. "Uh... I guess I got lucky... but here..." Zerrex slid up onto his knees, grasping his twitching shaft with his wet hand... and the hot juices did wonders as he'd hoped, the reptile grinning and looking over his body as his penis immediately began to grow towards erection and using the bad line he'd thought of while she'd been busy with her joy-moment: "I wanted to let you watch... and see just how big it gets. I thought you'd find it sexy, bitch."

"Oh yeah, I do..." Feldspar stared at him hungrily, sliding her fingers into herself and slowly teasing her own wet sex as she licked her muzzle, her other hand settled one her breast as she trembled a bit. "Oh Gods, Lord Zerrex... it's so huge... I want it, I need it in me..."

The Drakkaren continued to stroke himself, mostly ignoring her and focusing on her breasts and body while still keeping several of his favorite sexual memories rolling in the back of his mind... and once he felt himself reach full size, he wasted no time in lowering himself against her sex, pushing the bulging head against her vagina as her hand slid back grasp his shaft for a moment with a quiet moan from her... and then he thrusted hard forwards into her body, and she shrieked in ecstasy, back arching as he sank halfway into her loose, wet vagina with a grunt of surprise at the lack of effort needed... and then he leaned over her, a hand on either side of her body as he thrusted hard forwards again and sank to the hilt in her body, and she cried out in ecstasy as he began to thrust in and out rapidly.

In his earlier years, Zerrex had enjoyed raping smaller females because of the power he'd felt: he took away their sexual ecstasy for days, weeks, months, years... even forever, if they were just a bit too small and he damaged them just a bit too much. It was rare that he came across a female who didn't feel tight on his shaft, but once, for the hell of it, he'd tried a vicious and repeated rape of a female over the course of several days... and by the end of it, this is how she'd felt, loose and almost unpleasant, like he was thrusting into a hot, wet plastic bag.

She barely stretched around him, even though she was screaming in ecstasy and clinging to him... and he grunted as he leaned down over her like an amateur, letting his body press down on her uncomfortably as her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms around his neck, looking off at the wardrobe to his right with an expression of miserable boredom. He didn't bother grasping her breasts, he didn't attempt to turn this ‘lovemaking' into a rape... he simply pistoned in and out of her and thought of every sexual thing he could as he rammed in and out of her body.

He counted her orgasms in his head as he thrusted firmly into her, and she spasmed and screamed and moaned and squealed beneath him like an incompetent, untalented schoolgirl: she had three more, three in the twelve or so minutes it took for him to squirt into her a few times, the Drakkaren faking his own groans and grunts of pleasure as he arched his back and pushed down into her harder, making her cry out in ecstasy as she had her fourth orgasm right after his last, clinging to his buttocks of all places and not letting him pull out, the Drakkaren looking down at her uncomfortably before he slowly drew free of her body. Immediately he grunted as she pushed him to the side and slid onto his chest, the feeling of his penis slapping against his abdominals causing him the most pleasure he'd felt all night. "Oh my Gods, Lord Zerrex... and you're still hard after all that? Oh Gods, it was wonderful!"

The real problem here wasn't that he thought she was faking: it was that she obviously wasn't, since it was easy to fake bucking hips and screaming, but a lot harder to fake some of the other signs he'd learned to feel for in his ears of his experience. Rhythm, breathing, flushing, sweating... look at her, she looks like she was just thrown into a sauna for an hour and it was set to ‘easy-bake.' "I don't have the words to describe it." Zerrex said truthfully, as he hugged her around the neck with one arm, and he let the other settle hesitantly on a breast, worried for a moment that she was going to once more jump him and attempt to violate him sexually once more... but thankfully, she only purred again and pressed closer. "So..."

"I love you, my wonderful husband..." she said in a warm, passionate voice, gazing up at him and obviously awaiting a response... but as Zerrex opened his mouth, she smiled again and added softly: "You complete me and my life... and I want you to know that I'll do anything and everything for you, darling, you need only ask me... I am yours..."

"I... love you too..." Zerrex halted, trying to think of what else he could say, and at her warm gaze up to him he added as he grasped the underside of her muzzle gently: "You are mine. All mine, isn't that right?"

She nodded rapidly, looking at him with hungry, needing eyes... and then he said in a soft careful voice: "Without me, you are nothing... isn't that right, too?" And he didn't even need a verbal response at the way her breath quickened and she pressed closer, so now he added carefully: "Then I need to know you will do anything for me... I need you to prove this to me, my beautiful wife... because I don't want you to ever question your own worth to me."

What he had just said really made no sense whatsoever, if someone took but a moment to think about it... but the way her eyes widened and how she pressed closer told him it apparently struck a chord in her, and she squeezed him tightly around the waist, saying hungrily: "Anything. Anything for you, anything at all. I need you... I am nothing without you... tell me anything and I'll do it for you, Lord Zerrex... my liege, my King, my God..."

He trembled a bit at the last, wondering for a moment if this was some sort of trap... and then he said gently, choosing his words cautiously: "I want you to help me explore Hell... I want you to teach me everything you, with your vast quantities of knowledge and wisdom, know... and aid me with your tremendous strength... so... so I may better serve the Princess."

And from the way Feldspar looked at him, Zerrex knew he had caught her in his trap... but he also knew that eventually the insane Queen would turn on him and bite the hand, arm, and possibly face, of what had grabbed her. So I need to make sure I get everything out of her I can...

Zerrex managed to pry himself free of Feldspar just before midnight, and since he had two hours of free time, he spent them resting his aching head at home. But before he could slide out of bed to prepare for the torture session and all-day training afterwards â€" he'd found a note saying the worksite had been temporarily closed due to Targin knocking a pillar onto a house, so he'd be spending the day alone repairing all the damages â€" a portal appeared in his home and Selena stepped through, looking haggard.

She immediately tackled Zerrex back onto the bed and shook him firmly, snarling at him... before she blinked slowly and looked up at the rune he'd drawn on the ceiling with some chalk he'd had laying around from other magic practice sessions, and she asked slowly: "Where the fuck did you learn that?"

"Feldspar taught me it. Or rather, I squeezed it out of her." Zerrex responded dryly, glancing up at the inverted Echo rune. It stopped voices from carrying outside the room they were spoken, so even the Scholars wouldn't be able to tell what they were talking about unless one of the gangly undead stepped right into his home. "So please skip the beating-the-shit-out-of-me part, because I'm in a really bad mood and I already have a good eight hours of torture to look forwards to."

"Feldspar cancelled it for excellent behavior, I'm supposed to do some bullshit ‘penance testing.' You know, see if you've redeemed yourself at all over the years and whether or not you need more or less punishment." Selena sighed, dropping her usual tough-girl act and only sitting beside him, taking his hand and looking miserably at the ring. "You are in some very, very serious trouble, Lord Zerrex... you don't have any idea what Feldspar's capable of..."

"Believe me, I think I have some idea." The Drakkaren said flatly, before relating the events of the night as Selena simply stared at him in shock. He didn't bother leaving out any details of the sex, either, and Selena got a snort out of his penis problems, but then she shook her head slowly once he finished explaining that he'd managed to find a way to put a leash on her, at least for a little while.

"It's a dangerous business, Zerrex." Selena murmured, shaking her head slowly. "I mean, shit, I've been here for a long time... but Feldspar has six centuries on me in mortal time, which translates to six billion years in Hell. She's an expert alchemist, she's a master of using Force abilities, and her control over water brought her to the level of goddess to many mortals... and worst of all, in reality she looks nothing like what you saw..."

Zerrex nodded a bit, saying quietly: "Dius are sexual or envious shapeshifters... they tend to stay in a body that suits them best and accents their sinful characteristics, but their real forms are misshapen. Cherry..." Zerrex glanced down as Selena looked at him with a faint smile, touching his forearm gently. "Cherry was more comfortable as a giant monster than in her slender, little body though... she tended to stick more to her mortal form than anything else."

"Cherry was special." Selena said after a moment, looking out towards the wall and laughing faintly, and Zerrex looked at her curiously. "She's a far-bigger control freak than you are, despite the fact you control her... but I think that's part of her charm." Selena glanced at him quietly, smiling faintly. "The Sisters told me a lot about her. I didn't like her, obviously, because she would have kicked my ass if the Sisters hadn't of had her restrained."

"She can kick my ass, so don't feel bad about it." Zerrex responded, glancing down and rubbing at one of his horns slowly as he said quietly: "To become a demon... do you really have to let go of everything, do I... really have to give in to this darkness inside of me instead of controlling it?"

Selena took his hand gently, then slid the ring off his finger and threw it to the ground, and the golden band bounced a few times before rolling across the floor as she said quietly: "Don't listen to Feldspar's poison... like I said, she's dangerous. She'll do anything to serve the Princess's demands, but her ways are twisted and corrupted, and she... she's not who she once was." A pause, and she murmured: "Feldspar used to be my tutor, many eons ago... and back then, she taught me about order and justice and redemption. But Hell's changed. Not just because of Az'Iriel, but because of the dimensional tears, because of the Scholars, because of the demons of Greed, Wrath, Lust, and Pride. And as much as I hate to say it, because of the Princess giving the Scholars and her handmaidens and the governors and other monarchs too much power, and pressuring the other Princes to do the same.

"Queen Feldspar and I went from being tutor and pupil to Inquisitors and partners, working side-by-side and talking about who we punished, and sharing thoughts on who we should train and how. Age has no meaning in this world: demons do not always grow stronger or weaker over time... only those who work hard are rewarded with greater strength. Or at least, that's how it used to be...

"Feldspar, however, was commissioned by the Princess to create two things: a weapon to fight back the forces of Prince Thur-Ith, who at that time was also known as the God of the Dead and by all his names. He and Az'Iriel were at war, and at that time... we were on the side of the Warlord Prince, because he was young, and he was strong, and he wanted a Hell where all was just and all had a chance at redemption... although his ideas on what to do with those who didn't follow his rules bothered even me. But our soldiers were weakening under Thur-Ith's attacks... he would send in goblins and monsters and demons of all variety, but back them with necromancers who would revive the fallen as zombies... and when the zombies fell, the necromancers would cast a terrible forbidden spell that would bind the skeletons of all the fallen undead together to create a massive bone hydra.

"The onslaught was terrible." Selena leaned against him, and he quietly put an arm around her, holding her a bit closer as she murmured softly: "Feldspar decided that the best thing she could do was to create a drug that would enhance a demon's body for a short period of time, and she mixed up the first batch of Slake. It boosts corruption, strength... and the passions of the demons who ingest it."

She closed her eyes, then sighed a bit and said softly: "She also created a scepter... a decade of alchemical mixing and work, keeping herself going by drinking her own enhancement brews and doing Gods-knows-what to demon prisoners from enemy lines... and by the end of it she was insane with power, and had created the ultimate weapon, the Blessed Hammer. She took the weapon into battle herself, and struck down hundreds of undead with it... but who knows how many of her own allies she killed as well, raving mad with its power.

"The Princess sealed it away after Prince Thur-Ith was killed by Low Prince Memnon Or-Sanna in revenge for the death of his father, King Salazar, and became the High Prince Memnon, avoiding the rank of King altogether. He said he never wanted to displace his father... so instead he would try and honor him the best he could by ruling the Eastern Province with a firm but gentle hand." Selena shook her head a bit, looking down and adding quietly: "Many of the Thur-Ith's followers fled... cultists, fanatics, and evil spirits that took on new bodies and went into hiding. The Scholars would not help us simply because they were soldiers, not prisoners, and because ‘wars had to be fought fairly,' even if it meant playing hide-and-seek for millions of years. And now we find that many of them are serving Prince Az'Iriel in attempting to bring Hell unquestionably under his rule, and again the Scholars will not aid us."

She let out a long sigh again, and then looked up at Zerrex as he gazed down at her, touching her cheek gently as he held her hand tight in his other, and he murmured softly: "I like it when you tell me stories... you have a beautiful voice."

She smiled a bit in return, then nestled against him a bit and closed her eyes, mumbling quietly: "You just want to fuck my brains out. But... yeah. After that, Feldspar became obsessed with proving that she was the best and strongest in everything, and her true form has become warped and distorted. She's greedy, cruel, and incredibly powerful, and she still continues to brew Gods-know-what in the laboratories of the Southern Palace and her own smaller estate, the Garden of Salt, and the scepter has ‘disappeared.' In all likelihood, Feldspar still has it... a weapon with the rage and pain of countless demons inside it, capable of striking down any being of Hell in a single swift blow that destroys them completely, not even leaving a spirit behind so they could reanimate themselves."

Zerrex nodded a bit, glancing down. He'd heard a bit about reanimation with the years he'd spent in Hell now: stronger demons that weren't killed by a blade either cursed or blessed often came wandering back into Hell from the Plains of Despair many years after they had died. Which means I should probably figure out how to enchant my blade... "I... Selena, I've been curious. What do you really look like?" A pause and a hesitation as he glanced down, even as she looked at him sourly... but a moment later she softened as he asked in a quiet murmur: "What will I look like... with all I've done, with what Feldspar has likely poisoned me with..."

He looked down at his hands as he drew away from her a bit... but then he gargled as she wrapped an arm around him and put him in a chokehold, her other hand grasping a horn as she said firmly: "Lord Zerrex Ravenlight Narrius. If you're going to keep talking like that, I'm going to saw off your horns and shove them up your butt. Besides, I'm not so pretty myself..." She hesitated, then grunted: "And if you want, we can waste today and I can try and teach you how to shapeshift."

Zerrex blinked a few times at this, then he tilted his head in the chokehold, asking stupidly: "I can do that? I thought only Dius and Daius and other select demons could do the full shapeshifting thing."

"Which is why it's likely a waste of time." Selena muttered, letting go of him and shoving him hard off the bed, the Drakkaren hopping backwards on one foot as he tried to stay balanced and then dropping his other to skid to a halt. "It's not like you have any sort of body-modification ability already, after all."

She frowned as Zerrex held up a finger, and then he closed his eyes and clasped his hands together before concentrating... and slowly, his muscles engorged and grew larger, his body increasing in size until his cloth pants gave an audible stretching sound, and Selena gaped as a now twelve-foot Zerrex asked mildly: "Does this count? I can go up to um... about twenty feet, last time I checked. But I only do this a few times a year anymore to stay in practice, since I barely ever used it as a mortal..."

Selena continued to gape, then said stupidly: "You... you could shift your size as a mortal? I... how?" She shook her head quickly, then glowered at him and flailed her arms angrily â€" another gesture she'd picked up from Zerrex. "What the fuck, Zerrex! Why didn't you ever mention this ability before?"

"Because it's dumb." Zerrex said sulkily, and then he winced when Selena threw his pillow at him. "Seriously! I'm already strong enough as it is... and unless I'm going to fight some giant-ass demon, I'm not going to use it." He paused, then concentrated and shrank his body back to its usual height, looking dryly amused as he tossed the pillow back at her. "Anyway, I'm not going to... eat children or whatever it would take to get my superpowers into overdrive. I'd be happy learning to hide my demonic characteristics."

"You mean your horns?" Selena snorted, motioning at him to come over, and he sat down before making a face as she pulled him down into her lap and began to idly play with his hair... but it wasn't like he could say he didn't like it. "You don't even have any real demonic characteristics yet. And it's not like you're wandering around the mortal plane... you definitely don't have the skill to rip open a dimensional tear yourself, and the Scholars have forbidden that magic, anyway."

Zerrex grunted and shrugged, looking up at her mildly. "Yeah, well, then how come Amiglion was able to rip my heart out? I thought that was a forbidden spell, too."

Selena looked at him for a moment like he was an idiot, then sighed and muttered: "Gods. I wish you would settle in to reading that damn textbook. There's taboo spells that aren't to be used except under extreme circumstances, and the one Death used was of that nature. Anyway, he's already been punished for using it by the Scribes."

Zerrex nodded a bit, not wanting to know what the Scribes probably did to him... and then he sighed and shook his head slowly, murmuring: "Okay then. But what about this shapeshifting junk, then, or hiding the parts that weren't part of my mortal body?"

The Inquisitor looked down at him and smiled a bit, recognizing all too well the look Zerrex got when he really sunk his teeth into a subject... and then she sighed and patted him gently on the head as she closed her eyes, and she said thoughtfully: "Try this. You already know how to pull energies into your body... use the same style of concentration to pull your horns down into your head. It'll probably hurt like... well... hell, at first, but once you get it down it should start going smoother."

The Drakkaren nodded and made a bit of a face, before closing his eyes and concentrating... and nothing happened. He hesitantly opened one eye after almost a minute, and Selena looked down at him with dry amusement. "How did I know this was going to take a lot of extra work?"