The golden rays of sunlight passed through the window rousing the sleeping beauty that is the Butterfly Witch. Ruby slowly sat up from her bed feeling completely exhausted while her head pounded as if someone was hitting her skull with a hammer. She feels extremely nauseous and lethargic, nature's cruel way of making her regret her last night's decision to cry, stay up late, and drink with a sarcastic tsundere yandere eggplant demon.

Speaking of which how did she even get to her bed? Last night she was crying with Dyrroth who drank boredly beside her and he said poetic things that are extremely Machiavellian, not really agreeable based on her own moral code and yet his words sounded oddly comforting and delightful.

Ruby slumped her back on the headboard of her bed and sighed. Last night was really. . . something else. There are portions where her memory is blurred or completely blank, mostly about embarrassing babbles and such but a certain memory hits true to its target. They had kissed during her drunken stupor and she was the one who initiated it purely on a whim and not for necessity like the kisses they shared before. She remembered shamelessly putting her tongue inside his mouth and then he carried her to her bed before striping her nightgown. A huge blush colored her cheeks at the knowledge that something carnal had transpired last night due to her own carelessness. That part is somehow vibrant and she is quite sober during those moments making her unable to deny her actions.

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"I'm sorry Ruby." Dyrroth whispered after removing her clothes. He stood up to get a change of clothes to dress her with to prevent her from catching a cold however Ruby pulled him back and pushed him on her bed before climbing on top of him completely taking him off guard.

"I'm not sorry." she breathed before climbing on top of him.

Ruby suddenly lifted his shirt and trailed kissed along his well-toned stomach. She unbuckled his belt and pulled his zipper down before taking out his soft rod.

"Ruby what are you doing?! You're drunk! I want to fuck you but this isn't right. You're not fully conscious about what you're doing!! You're going to regret this later. Stop, fuck! Don't tease me!" Dyrroth groaned as Ruby placed him inside her mouth. The witch began to suck on his tip making him throw his head back in pleasure and lean on the bed. He can feel himself getting harder and harder in every passing second with every stroke of her hands and tongue. God, her mouth feels heavenly!

Her mouth feels so warm around his dick while her tongue teased his sensitive nerves, sending jolts of pleasure running over his length.

His cock throbbed and pulsed due to her expert ministration. Ruby made out with his head, while her hand stroked the length of his shaft, making sure to massage his frenulum with her thumb. Her tongue traced the long vertical line running along the length of his dick making him moan her name louder. His hips started to slowly move along with her bobbing head with reluctance. The witch giggled due to his hesitation to comply with his body's needs, the vibration of her mouth added to the pleasure making him grip the sheet and moan her name.

His beautiful mistress seems to be well acquainted with the most effective techniques to pleasure a man as he can feel himself losing his mind due to the combination of her sucking and massaging his shaft. The thought somehow made him jealous because such excellence takes practice to acquire but he can't mind that now since he's too consumed by pleasure.

Their eyes locked together intensifying the intimacy between them. A connection sparked when their gaze met. Her silver beauty is being haloed by the pearly light of the moon turning him on more and more. To him, she is ultimately a goddess of beauty and the true manifestation of the word Splendor.

Her eyes didn't look clouded with drunkness and she seems frankly aware of what she's doing. His hand found her hair and he started running his digits along the length of her curling silver locks before pushing her head against his crotch.

Ruby suddenly stopped and went closer to his face. She cupped his cheeks before proceeding to kiss his lips. Dyrroth replied to her affection putting all his love with every movement of his lips on hers. His hand gripped her healthy ass and squeezed it, accomplishing one of his greatest desires.

Ruby soon pulled away to gaze deeply into his love-struck crimson eyes. While his eyes held passion and desire, hers held need and nonchalance.

"No strings attached." she whispered into his ear before diving to suck on his neck and trailing down her kisses back to his sex.

This time Ruby wrapped her soft breasts around his hard and throbbing member before taking his head back inside her mouth. She jacked his shaft with her soft bosom sending the demon to the closest place he can call heaven while licking his tip and pushing her tongue against his piss hole.

Dyrroth wasn't pleased by her words. While he showered her with affection she is being stingy with her own. What she said sounded like an insult because between the two of them there will always be strings attached. He wanted to be mad but he couldn't find himself to be enraged by mere words. His heart is not made of glass, his love for her is not fragile. And so is his determination to have her. He laid there looking down at her glorious silver beauty bathing in the moonlight, fully enjoying himself in her service. His witch is making love to him and that's all that matters for him at the moment. She's giving him the time of his life and it feels so fucking great.

"You're just so beautiful." he breathed out sighing as she initiated another mind-blowing job. He gave in and submitted to the pleasure.

"Fuck it, you're my witch! You're my sweet little witch! I want to cum all over you. Ruby... Ruby... Ruby!!!" he moaned as he orgasmed, unloading his semen inside her mouth. Ruby drank a few of his sperm noting his strong distinct taste before spilling his seeds down to her breasts and spreading them on her skin like lotion. His cum dripped down her ample bosom, making him pulse due to the erotic sight. For minutes he only panted looking over at her seductive beautiful face before he decided to sit up and pull her closer to him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist while her back leaned against his chest. He placed his face closer to her neck, teasing her sensitive skin with his nose and hot breath. His hand settled on her stomach, rubbing playful circles over her womb making her blush.

His hand descended down to the inside of her panties and started playing with her clit which is already plump and swollen with arousal while his other hand started massaging her breasts, squeezing them between his fingers and enjoying how perfectly it fits inside his palm.

"Dyrroth, fuck me." she moaned as he continued touching her and licking her neck.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Didn't your mother ever tell you to never play with the devil?" Ruby gulped due to his extremely alluring seductive voice. Anticipation and arousal bubble in her whole body as the demon teased her sensitive regions

"Do you know what happens to bad girls who tease demons?"

"No..." Ruby mumbled. A wide evil grin stretched across the demon's lips as he placed his lips closer to her ear.

"They get punished. And witches especially get the worst treatment." He whispered maliciously before suddenly pushing three of his fingers inside her wet hole stretching her unsuspecting walls with his rough long digits.

The house rang with her moaning and disturbed the quiet of the forest due to her howls of ecstasy. He made her orgasm none stop after that, mercilessly pleasuring her pussy yet never fucking her with his cock until she fell asleep. She guessed that he was reserving that for when she's more sober. He wanted to do it with more love rather than just to comfort her so he didn't completely defile her body and only provided her temporary needs.

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Ruby blushed at last night's memory. She removed the blanket and saw herself in different clothing. She had worn a crimson slip before going to bed however now a white long nightgown covered her body. She also checked her undies and found them changed, her previous one is on the floor and wet.

She knows that she had already done it multiple times with varying men and women however every time she would be conscious and fully aware of her actions but this time she is drunk with a demon who's been wanting to bed her since day one. She banged her head against the headboard due to her stupidity. Having sex is fine but doing it irresponsibly and not being aware of your action is not okay.

The loud banging of her door nearly made her soul jump out of her body as Dyrroth had kicked it open to get inside.

"Good morning moonlight! Had enough rest? You slept through breakfast so I made you a brunch. Are you still exhausted after last night? I hope I didn't work you out too much. Hehehe, I might have gotten carried away this time." he greeted setting down a nice wooden tray on her lap filled with mouth-watering food and tea.

"Thank you..." was her only reply to the demon. Dyrroth looked really cute and husband like in his chosen attire. The demon wore casual denim pants and a black shirt while a pink apron covered his front. Even though his outfit is simple he is extremely charismatic due to his well-built body and broad shoulders making the witch want to be encased in his embrace. Ruby blushed a shade of pink before turning away to throw away the thought.

Manticat flew to the room carrying a small basket of fresh strawberries from the ref and placing them in front of her.

"Uhhm... Thank you, darling." she said caressing the head of the familiar affectionately who snuggled happily in her bosom.

"Meeoow meeoow meow meow."

"Well, I missed you too my little warrior. Sorry, mommy had to work really hard and ignore you."

"Meeoow meow meow." Manticat replied before taking a seat on the wooden tray and helping himself to a roasted salmon with pesto sauce.

Ruby grabbed the utensils and started digging into her spaghetti. Dyrroth sat on her bed and watched her eat with a beaming smile. The witch felt extremely uncomfortable by his ogling but she just ignored him and ate her meal. She was quite surprised to find the dish extremely delicious and the tea exceptionally well brewed, almost reaching the perfectness of her own work.

"Like it?" Dyrroth asked grinning proudly at her.

"Yes, it's very delicious." she answered plainly but it seemed to be enough to water his ego sprout.

"I was so pumped up when I woke up so I ended up doing all the house chores so you can sit tight for the rest of the day and relax." Dyrroth boasted with a proud smile like a dog expecting praises and treats. Ruby smiled awkwardly at his antics.

"All of it?" she whispered in disbelief.

"Well yes. I watered your garden, cleaned around the house, bathed Manticat, cooked our meals, and washed all our dirty clothes, though I might have taken a few sniffs from yours. I just can't help it your sweat smells like milk and your panties-" Ruby interrupted him by pushing a slice of bread inside his mouth shutting him up.

"That's very kind of you but just keep down those pieces of information, okay?" Ruby reprimanded before eating a fork full of his spaghetti, looking away with a cute blush. Dyrroth seemed delighted by her flustered reaction making him eat the bread with a huge grin while watching her get all pink and shy on him. Even though his little mistress is already hundreds of years old she's still a young maiden at heart.

"Cutiepie." he thought.

"Oh, by the way, my swelitch." Dyrroth started rummaging through his pocket.

"Swelitch? Is that a demonic word?" Ruby asked in curiosity.

"Well it's a short word for my "sweet little witch", I came up with it while washing your undies. They were small yet very sexy, the more I pull out the thinner they become and it's just so cute."

"Perverted demon eggplant..." Ruby muttered under her breath looking away from the male.

"Hey, I'm not the one wearing thongs every day and thin lacies."

"A woman can wear anything she wants and that doesn't make her a slut. Please keep that in mind." Ruby reprimanded flicking his forehead.

"Right, right, sorry. I received your daily newspaper from the delivery ravens and I think you should see it." Dyrroth grabbed the paper from the back of his pants and handed the object to his mistress. She thanked him before browsing through its contents until she found something that piqued her interest.

She found news about the Swan Princess Odette and her missing sword that was an heirloom to their family making her scoff. She's been assaulted by an unknown sniper, she fought back but her attacker seems to be well acquainted with her capabilities and magic strategies which incapacitated her resulting in a crushing defeat. She's been a coma ever since and hasn't shown any signs of rousing. A witness had informed the press that her assaulter was seen escaping in the darkness and vanishing into the forest holding the Sword dearly in his arms like his life depends on it. No one was able to recognize the assaulter other than the fact that he's a marksman and there are hundreds of marksman living in the vicinity so there is an unlimited amount of people qualified to be a suspect. A search party is being arranged by the SABER squad to sweep through the woods alarming Ruby. They might look into her house and find Dyrroth as well as the Sword in there. It's only a matter of time before they come knocking to her door therefore she needs to act quickly.

An awkward silence reigned as Ruby stared at the paper with a distant look. Putting aside what happened last night, there is only one more thing bugging her mind other than her betrayal of Guinevere and this latest news. Dyrroth needs to leave for quite a while therefore she had just brewed the perfect plan to hit two birds with one stone.

Lesley had successfully delivered her the Sword of Promised Victory and now the only thing missing to complete the set is the scabbard that will give her time to live her life for how long she wants. And the person who can give her the last key to her freedom is just sitting beside her.

Her golden eyes went to the demon smiling brightly at her. She gulped swallowing her pride.

"Dyrroth I need to use my favors. There's something that I need you to do."

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Lesley sat inside her room in the Sellsword's Keep gazing out from her window into the Tower of Merlin where Gusion stays. She had stolen his sword and left a note in his room to meet her in the assassin's house. She knows how precious his blades are to him, each one of them is special therefore it is the only means she knows to summon him back to her.

A knock interrupted her thoughts so she quickly went to answer the door, her heart hammering inside her chest in anticipation of his arrival. Gusion's annoyed face greeted her joyful one.

"What the hell do you fucking want? I've tolerated you long enough and now I'm finally pissed. When will you register in your single brain cell that I don't want you I want Guinevere! Get out of my life you stupid bitch and give me back my sword." Lesley was dumbfounded due to his harsh and cruel words making tears build-up from the corners of her eyes but she blinked them away and pulled him inside her room.

"This is all an illusion. You don't love her, you love me! It's just a love potion, we can make it right." Lesley said taking out the red vial from Ruby.

"Just drink this and all will be well. Everything will become as it should." Lesley poured the potion into a small shot glass and offered it to Gusion.

"I don't want your potion!!" He said before slapping her hand away making her gasp. The glass shattered into millions of broken pieced along with her heart.

Gusion unexpectedly pushed her on top of her bed and straddled her waist. He suddenly tore her clothes leaving her naked on the bed. Lesley tried to fight back and oppose him but he is too strong. Gusion opened his pants and took out his cock before slapping her face when she tried to push him away. The assassin suddenly slammed his whole length inside of her dry sex tearing her insides mercilessly and drawing out blood.

"This is what you want, isn't it? You want me to fuck you because you're such a horny bitch. Well now have it! Have it and enjoy as I fill you up with my bastard!" Gusion yelled as he pounded her insides with no affection or pleasure.

"Gusion please stop! Stop! It hurts! It hurts so much!" she begged in despair. Lesley cried in pain of his assault unable to comprehend that the man that she loves is violating her in the worst way possible. It felt like he is pistoning himself inside her hard and careless, shredding the walls of her tight vagina.

"You bitch have... My... Bastards!!" he screamed as he orgasmed his load inside her panting heavily as he does so.

Tears won't stop flowing from the marksman's eyes due to his defilement. She reached for the bottle that has fallen on the ground and drank its contents. She pulled Gusion down to her face before slamming her lips against his and pushing the liquid into his mouth. The mage opened his mouth in surprise and unwillingly drank the potion before pushing himself off of the marksman and wiping his lips with his sleeves.

"You desperate slut!" he screamed before taking out his sword and preparing to stab her dead. He ran to her and lifted the blade over his head however pain suddenly engulfed his mind making him drop down to the floor.

"Wha-what did you do to me?!" he asked in agony.

A pink aura suddenly surrounded him like a burning fire a red aura soon followed trying to consume the pink one. The pink aura fought back but the red one is clearly stronger. Soon the red aura was able to beat the pink one and the mage screamed a maddened howl. He went limp on the floor his mind unable to keep up with the strange magic that has plagued his mind and body.

Lesley went to his side and cradled his head on her lap brushing away the strands of hair that covered his eyes.

"Gusion? Are you alright?" she asked. The male slowly opened his eyes blinking up at her with confusion and cluelessness, like a person finally rousing from a long imprisoning dream

"I'm sorry Lesley. I'm so sorry." he whispered as he rose from her lap and encased her in his embrace.

"I'm okay now. I remember you." he said cupping her cheeks and kissing her full on the lips.

"It's you. Truly you." Lesley exclaimed in joy after they pulled away.

"Yes and now no one can stop us. Let's run away. I don't care about my family or the Baroque's. To hell with Guinevere and her damned family. I want to be with you." Lesley released a chuckle of happiness before hugging him tightly.

"Let's go to the ends of the world and live our lives together until we get old and shriveled." The marksman joked before placing kisses on his cheeks.

"Yeah, I would love that."

Unbeknownst to the two, is a marksman listening in to their conversation from the other side of the door. He crushed the bouquet he held in one hand before turning around and taking his leave. The flowers were thrown harshly on the window as his steps thundered with rage.

Only one thing left to do to have a chance.