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Then Lisa looked at me and said while looking at me."Now let me love you." She held it in her hand. Teasing it, with her soft hand, she protruded her tongue and swirled through it; I rolled my eyes at her little touch.

She nibbled and put my head into her mouth, and then more and more until about half of my now-erect seven-inch shaft was in her mouth.

I could feel then that my shaft head was at the back of her mouth at her throat when she suddenly put her hands on my backside and gently but firmly pushed my shaft head down her throat.

The feeling was extraordinary because her throat muscles were now contracting against more than a third of my shaft.

Then, after several seconds of this, she slowly pulled my shaft out of her throat and then her mouth.

My penis was now coated in her moisture.

Then she nibbled and ate my penis again in her weird and wonderful way and then plunged my erection down her throat and had her wide mouth against my balls and just at my pubic area.

Since she'd said I could, I held onto her head as, to my surprise, I suddenly started to orgasm as her throat massaged and contracted on my shaft.

In gasps, I was releasing my cum down Lisa's throat as my hips were jerking in spasms as I fucked her face.

After several seconds of this, choking very slightly, Lisa slowly pulled my still slobbery but now relieved shaft out of her mouth, gasping and breathing herself.

As I was on the edge of release, she stopped and stood up, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Now watch me, love, and relax," she whispered.

She slowly sat down on the floor, but before she could, I replaced it with a soft mat. She smiled, appreciating the gesture, then began her seduction.

I watched, mesmerized, as her hands glided over her body—teasing her breasts, trailing down to her clit. Her movements were slow, and deliberate, sending waves of heat through me.

The way she touched herself was a sensual performance meant for me alone, her every move igniting a deeper hunger within me.

Her fingers moved across her skin with deliberate slowness, teasing her pleasure as she arched her back slightly, her lips parting in soft, quiet moans.

The dark glow of the candles flickered against her body, casting a sensual shimmer on her skin.

My gaze followed the path of her hands, unable to tear away from the sight of her completely lost in her seduction. Her eyes fluttered open to meet mine, and the lust within them was undeniable.

She smirked, her voice low and sultry. "You like what you see, my king? Does it please you?"

I couldn't answer; words felt unnecessary. The raw desire pulsing between us was enough.

My throat tightened, and my wings instinctively curled slightly inward as if to close the distance between us, though I remained still, captivated by her.

With a soft, breathy moan, her fingers grazed over her breasts, squeezing gently before moving down, slipping between her thighs.

Her body trembled as she touched herself, her breathing growing heavier. "Taehyung," she whispered, her voice dripping with desire, "I want you to see every part of me. Only you."

I clenched my fists at my sides, fighting the urge to rush to her. The way her body moved, the way she embraced her pleasure—all for me—was more intoxicating than anything I had ever known.

Her hand moved faster, her moans growing louder. She leaned back on the mat, her eyes never leaving mine, her gaze locked onto me as if she were drawing power from my presence.

"You're mine," she gasped, her breath hitching as her body arched. "Only mine... just as I am yours."

I couldn't take it anymore. Her seduction, her words, the way she offered herself so freely to me—it was all-consuming. My voice was a low growl, thick with hunger. "Lisa, you're going to drive me insane."

She smiled, her lips curling into a wicked grin, her body trembling as she brought herself to the edge. "That's the plan, my king."

The sight of her reaching her climax was both beautiful and maddening. Her body shuddered, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she finally let go, her moans echoing through the dark temple.

And then, as her trembling subsided, she looked up at me with a gaze filled with triumph and love.

Slowly, she sat up, her breath still heavy, and crawled toward me, her body moving with a seductive grace. She stopped just inches away, her lips brushing against mine as she whispered, "Now, my love, it's your turn."

Lisa's lips hovered near mine, her breath warm against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine.

Her eyes sparkled with desire, her gaze unwavering as she moved closer, her body still flushed from the release of her pleasure.

She leaned in, teasing me with the faintest brush of her lips before pulling back slightly, her smirk daring me to chase after her.

She straddled me, her hands trailing up my chest, fingers grazing over my skin, setting it on fire with every touch.

Her movements were slow and deliberate as if she wanted to make me feel every moment of her presence. "I told you," she whispered, her voice low and breathless. "Tonight, I'll do everything for you."

Her words sent a wave of heat through me, and I could feel my control slipping. She was in control now, and I let her take it, drawn into the depths of her seduction.

Her fingers traced the muscles of my chest, down to my abdomen, making their way lower.

I watched her every move, the way her lips parted slightly as she reveled in the power she held over me.

"Lisa..." I managed to say, my voice rough with need, "You're making it impossible to hold back."

She smiled wickedly, her nails gently raking down my sides, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. "Then don't," she whispered. "Let go, Taehyung. I want to see what happens when you lose control."

Her words snapped something inside me. I grabbed her hips, pulling her against me with a growl, my wings unfolding and curling around us, creating a private sanctuary in the middle of the dark temple.

The heat between us was undeniable now, our bodies pressed close as the energy in the room seemed to pulse with our shared desire.

She leaned in, kissing me deeply, her lips demanding, her tongue teasing mine.

The kiss was intense, filled with hunger, with an all-consuming desire. I couldn't get enough of her, the way her body molded against mine, the way she tasted—like fire and sin, intoxicating and forbidden.

As she pulled away, her lips glistened, and her eyes filled with lust. "Now," she murmured, her voice trembling with anticipation, "let me show you what it means to be mine."

Without breaking eye contact, she guided me back onto the soft mat, her body hovering above mine, a look of pure seduction in her eyes.

Her movements were slow, teasing, as she lowered herself onto me, a breathless moan escaping her lips as our bodies finally joined.

The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and desire that sent sparks of electricity through both of us.

I gripped her hips tightly, pulling her down as she began to move, her pace deliberate and torturous.

Her head fell back, eyes closed, as she lost herself in the rhythm, the connection between us growing stronger with every movement.

My name escaped her lips in a breathless moan, and it was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.

"Taehyung... my king... my everything," she whispered between gasps, her hands bracing against my chest as she quickened her pace.

Her words, her movements, the way she completely surrendered herself to me—it was too much. I could feel the edge approaching, the overwhelming pleasure building inside me as she rode me with abandon.

Her moans mixed with the sounds of our bodies moving together, creating a symphony of desire and need.

My wings tightened around her, pulling her closer as I reached up, cupping her face in my hands. "You're mine, Lisa," I growled, my voice rough and desperate. "Always."

Her eyes opened, locking onto mine, her expression softening as she leaned down, her lips brushing against my ear.

"Forever, Taehyung," she whispered, her voice filled with both love and lust. "I'm yours, now and for all eternity."

With one final movement, we both reached the peak together, our bodies trembling as we found release, the pleasure coursing through us like a wave, crashing over us, pulling us under.

The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us, lost in each other, bound by a love that transcended even the darkest realms of Hell.

As the intensity slowly ebbed, Lisa collapsed onto my chest, her breath coming in soft, ragged gasps. I held her close, my wings still wrapped protectively around her as the glow of the candles flickered softly in the distance.

She looked up at me, her lips curving into a satisfied smile. "So," she whispered, her voice teasing and tender, "Did I do everything for you?"

I chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "More than I ever could have imagined."

As Lisa kissed my chest, I gently wrapped us both in a soft robe, cocooning her in my warmth.

Her body rested against mine, our closeness a reminder of the connection we had forged, the intimacy that bound us tighter with every passing moment.

The temple around us still hummed with the energy of our union, but the moment was ours, private and sacred.

I knew the temple had a bath area, a sanctuary hidden within the depths of this dark place. Taking her hand, I led her there, the air cool and still as we walked down the shadowed hallway.

With a flick of my power, I lit the room, illuminating the grand bath that stretched before us. The space was vast but empty, awaiting our presence.

I smiled at her, then waved my hand again, conjuring water that flowed effortlessly into the basin.

The bath quickly filled, steam rising as the surface shimmered with a faint, otherworldly glow.

Roses bloomed, their petals scattering across the water, delicate and perfect. Candles lined the edges, their soft flames casting flickering shadows on the stone walls.

A basket of fruits appeared beside us, along with a bottle of my favorite wine. Everything was prepared for her—for us.

Lisa's eyes widened as she took it all in, a grateful smile forming on her lips. "Thank you. This is exactly what I needed," she said softly, her voice carrying the exhaustion of our earlier passion but also a sense of peace.

I kissed her in response, my lips lingering against hers.

The softness of her skin, the warmth of her body—it was all-consuming. I could feel her tension melt away as I pulled her closer, our bodies fitting perfectly together.

Her hands rested on my chest, tracing small, lazy patterns on my skin. We stood there for a moment, simply holding each other, lost in the serenity of the moment.

The candles' glow bathed the dark temple's bath in an almost ethereal light.

The water shimmered with an inviting glow, and Lisa looked at me with those eyes full of love and affection, her lips parted slightly as if words escaped her.

"You always know what I need," she whispered, her words barely audible over the gentle ripple of the water. Her gaze was tender, filled with a depth of emotion that words couldn't fully capture.

I smiled, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face, the gesture as intimate as it was simple. "Anything for you," I whispered, my thumb gently stroking her cheek. "You deserve this."

I guided her toward the bath, stepping in first, feeling the warmth envelop me immediately.

I extended my hand to her, and she took it, stepping into the water with a contented sigh as it wrapped around her like a soft embrace.

She leaned back against the edge of the bath, her eyes closing in bliss as the roses brushed against her skin.

I sat beside her, pulling her into my arms. Her body melted into mine, her head resting against my shoulder as we both relaxed into the calming atmosphere.

The soft flickering light from the candles reflected on the surface of the water, the scene one of peace and tranquility, a stark contrast to the intensity of our earlier moments.

I reached for the basket of fruit, selecting a grape and holding it to her lips. She smiled, her lips parting as she bit into it, her eyes meeting mine with a playful glint. "You're spoiling me," she teased, her voice soft and light.

I chuckled, my fingers trailing down her arm. "Only because you deserve it," I replied. I grabbed the bottle of wine and poured it into two glasses.

Handing one to her, we clinked them together gently, the soft chime echoing in the stillness of the room.

"To us," I whispered, my gaze locked onto hers as I took a sip of the rich wine. Its taste was full and warm, with subtle notes of spice that lingered on my tongue.

"To us," she echoed, her voice filled with warmth, her eyes gleaming with love and tenderness.

She leaned in, pressing her lips softly to mine, a kiss that was as much a promise as it was an expression of her affection.

She rested her head against my chest, the soft rise and fall of her breathing matching the gentle rhythm of the water.

We lay there in the bath, enveloped by the warmth of the water and the soft glow of candlelight. The scent of roses filled the air, mingling with the rich aroma of the wine.

Everything about this moment was perfect—timeless. The outside world ceased to exist, and all that mattered was the two of us, wrapped in this bubble of peace and love.

As Lisa nestled deeper into my arms, I kissed the top of her head, feeling a sense of contentment I hadn't known before.

In this moment, in this place, everything felt right. Whatever challenges lay ahead, whatever trials we would face, I knew that we would face them together.

Because at this moment, as we lay in the bath, surrounded by the sacred darkness of the temple, we were bound by something stronger than magic—something that even the power of Hell couldn't break.

We were bound by love.

As we emerged from the bath, I wrapped Lisa in her clothes with my magic, my attire materializing alongside hers.

She looked at me, her eyes sparkling with delight, and said, "Well, that was beautiful and amazing."

I nodded, a smile forming on my lips. "Yes, it was. Because it was us. But now, we must head to the castle. There will be a celebration for the ritual, and I need to distribute some power to those useless creatures."

Lisa chuckled, shaking her head. "You're so evil and egotistical, Taehyung."

Before I could respond, an unsettling presence enveloped the room, sending a chill through the air. My gaze sharpened as Mammon materialized before us, his form a dark silhouette against the flickering candlelight.

"So you want to fight me here and watch us?" I said, my voice steady despite the tension crackling in the air.

He laughed, a cruel, mocking sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "My companions are here to kill you, Taehyung." As he spoke, he reached out and gripped Lisa by the arm, pulling her close.

My heart thundered, not from fear but from the surge of protective fury that ignited within me.

I locked eyes with Lisa, feeling her fear radiate through our bond. In an instant, I pinned Mammon against the wall, rage boiling inside me.

"I think you've touched something that belongs to me," I said coldly, my tone devoid of emotion, though my body trembled with restrained power.

Mammon rose, his venomous smile widening, making even the dead tremble. "From now on, everything will be mine, since you will no longer be king!"

He spat, gloating in his arrogance. "Your cunning is legendary, Satan, yet today you've proven foolish enough to challenge me."

Without hesitation, I unsheathed my sword, the blade gleaming in the dim light, and clashed it against his. Our weapons collided with a fierce clang, echoing through the temple.

I pressed forward, overwhelming him with relentless fury, forcing him back against the wall.

I could feel Lisa's fear washing over me like a cold tide, fueling my wrath.

Just as Mammon thought he had me cornered, a black shadow loomed over him—my true self, angry and darker than ever.

"How dare you touch her—touch Lisa—with your filthy hands?" I roared, my fangs bared as rage coursed through me, choking the room in darkness. "I'll tear your eyes out and feed them to your titan! You dare lay a hand on my love?"

The fire crackled through the air, suffocating everything in its path.

Mammon's eyes flared with hatred as he realized what had happened. He looked around frantically for his sword, but I had disarmed him.

He roared in desperation, a pathetic sound that only ignited my fury further.

"You're just a weak, depressed angel! That's what you are!" he screamed. "You swore your hatred against men, yet you brought this human sl-t into our world! Your weak heart will doom us all!"

A smile crept across my face, pure evil dripping from my words. "You've made a grave mistake, Mammon. I'm not weak—I'm realistic. We are like shadows; we die when the light shines on us, but without it, we cannot exist. But you... you see only blackness. You've lost sight of everything else, and you dare to call Lisa a sl-t?"

Mammon cursed, his voice trembling with rage and fear. I advanced on him, my presence suffocating, overpowering.

Desperation crawled across his face as he turned to Lisa, a monstrous grin twisting his features—a grin that extinguished any pity I might have felt for him.

In an instant, it all happened in a flash. Just before my blade could sever Mammon's head, a swirl of purple smoke erupted from his mouth, a last-ditch effort to escape.

I seized his hand, and with all my strength, I crushed his existence, erasing him in the most merciless way possible.

As the remnants of his dark magic dissipated into the air, silence fell over the temple. I stood there, breathless, the weight of what had just happened crashing down on me. I turned to Lisa, my heart racing, my body still thrumming with adrenaline and fury.

"Are you okay?" I asked, my voice softer now, the darkness of the moment fading away as I focused on her.

She looked up at me, her eyes wide and filled with a mix of admiration and fear. "I am now," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. "But I was scared."

I took her hands in mine, grounding her and myself in this chaotic moment. "I'll always protect you, Lisa. No matter what."

With that promise lingering in the air between us, we stepped away from the shadows of the past, ready to face whatever awaited us in the castle, side by side.

As we emerged from the bath, I wrapped us both in our clothes with a flick of my magic. The soft fabric clung to our bodies, a gentle reminder of the intimacy we had just shared.

Lisa turned to me, her eyes bright with satisfaction. "Well, that was beautiful and amazing," she said, a smile spreading across her face.

"Yes, it was," I replied, matching her smile. "Because it was us. Now, let's head to the castle. There will be a celebration for the ritual, and I need to distribute some power to those useless creatures."

She chuckled softly, a sound that warmed my heart. "You are so evil and egotistical, Taehyung."

Before I could respond, a chilling presence filled the air, the atmosphere shifting as if it were charged with electricity.

I felt it before I saw him—Mammon materialized before us, a dark specter of malice. His gaze locked onto mine, filled with a mixture of contempt and amusement.

"So, you want to fight me here and watch us?" I challenged, my voice steady despite the fury boiling within me.

He laughed, a cold, mocking sound that echoed through the chamber. "My companions are here to kill you, Taehyung." In one swift motion, he seized Lisa, pulling her close to him.

A surge of rage coursed through me, and I felt the air vibrate with fury, a primal roar building in my chest. My heart pounded, not from fear but from the sheer intensity of my emotions.

I met Lisa's gaze, her eyes wide with concern, and in that moment, I was overwhelmed with the desire to protect her at all costs.

With a fierce growl, I pinned Mammon against the wall, my wrath manifesting in the sheer force of my grip. "I think you've touched something that belongs to me," I said coldly, my voice laced with deadly intent.

Mammon rose slightly, a venomous smile creeping across his lips, a twisted expression that could make even the dead tremble. "From now on, everything will be mine since you will no longer be king!" he spat, practically gloating with triumph. "Your cunning is legendary, Satan, yet today you've proven yourself stupid enough to fight me."

With a flick of my power, I unsheathed my sword without hesitation, its blade glimmering ominously in the dim light.

The air crackled with tension as Mammon drew his weapon, our blades clashing with a resounding impact that reverberated through the temple.

The fight erupted into a flurry of movement, our swords ringing out as they collided again and again. I pressed forward, overwhelming him with relentless fury, driving him back against the stone wall.

Every swing of my sword was fueled by a mixture of rage and the primal instinct to protect Lisa, to reclaim the peace we had just found.

"I won't let you take her from me!" I growled, my voice filled with fierce determination.

Mammon laughed again, a twisted sound that grated on my nerves. "You think you can stop me? You're a fool to think you can win this battle!"

But as the fight escalated, I felt a deep well of strength inside me, a power ignited by my love for Lisa and the desperate need to keep her safe.

With each strike, I channeled that energy, pouring my essence into every blow. My sword glinted with a fierce light as it met his darkness, a clash of wills that reverberated throughout the temple.

As I pushed him back, I caught a glimpse of Lisa from the corner of my eye, her expression a mixture of fear and admiration.

I could see the resolve in her gaze, a silent promise that she believed in me. That thought fueled my determination further, igniting a fire within me that would not be extinguished.

"Your reign ends here, Mammon!" I shouted, pressing forward with renewed vigor, my sword slicing through the air with deadly precision.

The battle was far from over, but with Lisa by my side and our bond stronger than ever, I knew I would fight until my last breath to protect what was mine.

I could feel her fear.

Damn her. Lisa's wide eyes reflected terror as Mammon backed me into a corner, convinced he had me trapped.

Just when he thought he was about to claim victory, a black shadow fell over him.

It was me—but angrier, darker.

The true me.

"How dare you touch her—touch Lisa's flesh with your filthy hands?"

I roared, my fangs bared as rage coursed through me, choking the room with darkness. "I'll tear your eyes out and feed them to your titan! You dare touch my love?"

My fury crackled through the air, suffocating everything in its path. The very atmosphere seemed to thrum with the weight of my anger, and I could sense the dread building within Mammon.

His eyes flared with hatred as he realized what had transpired. He looked around frantically for his sword, only to find himself disarmed, the weapon lost amidst the chaos.

Mammon let out a desperate, pathetic roar, his bravado faltering. "You're just a weak, depressed angel! That's what you are! You swore your hatred against men, yet you brought this human sl-t into our world! Your weak heart will doom us all!"

I smiled, pure malice dripping from my words. "You've made a grave mistake, Mammon. I'm not weak—I'm realistic. We are like shadows; we die when the light shines on us, but without it, we cannot exist. But you... you see only blackness. You've lost sight of everything else, thinking that I'm weak. Do you dare wage war against me? Do you think I will let you harm what is mine? How dare you call Lisa a sl-t?"

Mammon cursed, his voice trembling, revealing his desperation. I could see his pupils widen in fear as I advanced on him, the thrill of power surging through me.

He turned to Lisa, his face contorting into a monstrous grin, a cruel smile that extinguished any shred of pity I might have had left.

"You think I'm fighting with my full strength? No," I said coldly, my voice low and menacing. "This is merely a fraction of what I can unleash."

Then it all happened in a flash. Just before my blade could sever Mammon's head, a swirl of purple smoke erupted from his mouth, an act of desperation that only solidified his impending doom.

In a swift motion, I seized his wrist, holding it tightly as I summoned the dark energy swirling within me. "Your existence ends here," I declared, my voice echoing with a chilling finality.

I smashed his hand against the wall, the force reverberating through the temple like thunder.

"Feel the weight of your choices," I continued, channeling every ounce of my fury and power. The shadows around us thickened, pulsating with a life of their own as I forced his essence to unravel.

Mammon's face twisted in horror as I pulled his existence apart, the darkness consuming him in a way so brutal it would haunt any soul that dared to witness it.

He screamed, a sound laced with agony and despair, but I showed him no mercy. "This is your punishment for underestimating me," I whispered, my voice dripping with disdain as I ended him in the most horrific way possible.

The darkness enveloped him entirely, and with one final push of my power, I obliterated him, erasing his very being from existence.

As silence fell over the chamber, the oppressive weight of his presence vanished, leaving only the warmth of the candlelight and the gentle sound of Lisa's breathing.

I turned to her, my heart still racing, the remnants of fury ebbing away as I saw the fear in her eyes give way to something softer.

"Are you alright?" I asked, my voice steady as I reached out to cup her cheek, searching her gaze for any lingering terror.

She nodded slowly, her eyes shimmering with emotion. "I am now. But you... that was incredible."

A small smile tugged at my lips, though the darkness of the battle still lingered in the air. "It was for you, Lisa. I'll do anything to keep you safe."

And in that moment, as the echoes of the battle faded, I knew I would fight against any darkness that dared threaten her again.