A blue screen with white text appeared before me, hovering in the air. Of all the possible things it could have asked for, it is asking me to engage in a sexual act.
"You must be joking," I chuckled upon reading the new quest.
"Does my question sound funny to you?" Lucy snapped. Assuming I was laughing at her.
She rose to her feet and approached my location. Before I could react, strands of blood emerged from her back, solidifying into the shape of a knife.
Her foot struck the wall beside my left cheek, and Lucy lowered her body.
Her jaw opened and revealed sharp teeth, they were so beautiful that they would make a vampire jealous.
"Are you looking down on me?" she asked. Her fingers dragged her blood knife along my left cheek, causing me to bleed.
Instead of feeling afraid, my mind was captivated by how beautiful Lucy was.
"So Pretty," the words slipped.
Being a perv is hard, especially when confronted by a lady as pretty as Lucy.
"BANG!"
Lucy's foot slammed into my crotch.
"Are you making fun of me?" she asked.
My hands reached for my balls, and I grabbed them. Pain spread through my body like I had been hit by a truck.
"My balls!" I shouted.
"This will be your final chance: why did you save me?"
Lucy's crimson eyes looked at me with no remorse, oblivious to how painful it felt to have my balls smashed by a sandal.
"The chances of survival are higher when two people team up, don't you agree?"
Lucy pulled back. "Wait… what?"
She paused. Seconds later, a smile curled around her lips.
"You could have stated from the outset that you wanted my help."
I wiped the bloodstain from my cheek and rose to my feet, facing Lucy, who stood before me at five feet tall.
Looking into her eyes, I placed my palms on her shoulders. The body I transmigrated into was six feet tall.
"You are correct, I needed your help,"
"Go on, I am all ears."
"Will you have sex with me?" I politely asked.
Lucy's fist collided with my face, and the force of the impact hurled me backward, slamming me against the cave wall.
"You must be crazy," she hissed.
"Think about it," I rose to my feet, my soul was drowning in pain.
"The wolves are searching for us. I am an unawakened succubus; having sex with you would unlock my succubus powers."
Lucy pointed her blood knife at my throat. "Stay back."
I stopped in my tracks, raising my hand in the air. "Lucy Grey, a member of Divinity, the vessel of the nameless god."
Lucy let go of the knife she was holding. Its sharp edge brushed against my ear as it passed me and hit the wall.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Someone willing to worship you," I replied.
At first, Lucy was puzzled by my response. A moment later, a creepy smile played across her lips.
She walked closer to me and placed her hand on my chest. Slowly, she massaged the brown tunic I was wearing.
"Now I understand what this is all about," she said, her eyes meeting mine.
The movement of her hand on my chest evoked the sensation of a spider crawling across it: it felt unsettling and alluring simultaneously.
"You saw my mark of Divinity." A mouth suddenly sprouted on her forearm.
Using the newly acquired mouth, she proceeded. "You want me to take you as a disciple?"
"Yes," I responded.
Lucy inserted her hand into my pants and brought out my dick. She spat on it.
"You want to acquire a piece of my power?" She slowly stroked my cock.
I began to breathe deeply; the air was thick with the scent of moss and my sweat.
"You want to become the disciple of the nameless god."
I took hold of Lucy's hand and gently moved it from my cock. With my other hand, I drew her closer and embraced her.
"Don't act cocky?" my eyes looked into hers. "We need each other."
My dick throbbed, it was caught between my body and hers.
"As the vessel of the nameless god with zero followers, you can't use any of your powers."
I held her right hand and directed it toward my face. "I need to relinquish my virginity to awaken my Succubus abilities."
Rotating her wrist, I guided her fingers toward her nose. "You need a Royal follower to access the revelations from the nameless god."
Lucy started laughing; her laughter was so loud it seemed she had forgotten we were hiding from a pack of wolves in a tree.
"It's a Promise," she pushed me away. "From today, you shall become my disciple, you will worship me, and in exchange, I will burst your nut."
Lucy forged another knife from her blood; with it, she sliced her palm and inflicted the same wound on me. We shook hands, making our blood intermingle.
"The oath has been sealed," she proclaimed.
***
Lucy's POV.
"That lowly noble had the audacity to enslave a goddess."
I looked at Liam with his cock out in the open. Looking at his face alone made me want to puke.
The moonlight cascaded into the cave via the riddled roots of the giant tree, although it was dark outside, the light from the moon was enough to activate the red clover flowers scattered inside the cave.
The flowers glowed with red light, shimmering as though they were fireflies. Liam was standing in front of me.
He looked confident like a king, but his heartbeat revealed otherwise.
I observed his slender body; his eyes were strikingly black. He seems to have average to slightly above-average looks.
Today, he had helped me even more than he realized. It was because of him that I escaped in the first place.
The knight made the mistake of hitting me with his whip. I used that opportunity to manipulate my spilled blood and inserted it into the Keyhole of the chain shackled around Liam's neck.
As the knight inserted the key into the chain, my blood took on the shape of the key. Later, I replicated the key using my blood. When the knight was distracted, I used this replica to free myself from the shackles of the chain.
Trust is the last thing I have for Liam. He knows too much about me; he knows secrets I never discuss with anyone. However, my pride won't let me break the promise I made.
I will help him get rid of his virginity; in return, he will become my disciple, and once he is my disciple, it would be like a chain had entangled my soul and his soul; he would lose the ability to betray me.
I would have a slave of my own. I mean a disciple.
Walking closer to Liam, I placed my fingers on his lips. "Don't say a word."
He nodded and I pulled his pants and kissed his cock, rubbing it against my face and cheek.
I looked up and he was smiling at me. I began to lick it. My mouth was dry from thirst.
I put his whole cock in my mouth and aimed it toward the back of my throat, gagging, making some more saliva.
He moaned and softly tousled my hair with his hands. He got a little firmer.
I began to lick his balls. I put them in my mouth. The scales were slimy and tasted awful but delicious, like a mixture of salt and sugar.
I stood up and walked toward the wall before me. I bent forward, my hands placed on the green moss.
Liam walked toward me and pushed my leg aside, his cock peneterated inside me. Shamelessly, I groaned.
His fingers clenched over my thigh, and he moved harder, deeper, making long, fast strokes.
"I am gonna cum," he announced.
Before I could say anything, his cum was pumped inside my pussy.
'He couldn't last even a minute; what a shame.'