In less than five hours.
Two of the nine pure maidens were currently sleeping in my holy temple.
As the high priestess of the Church of Light, Liliana had the right to summon the Luminaries to check on them at any time. In order not to draw unwanted attention, Liliana decided to summon two at a time for some tea. Of course, the tea was heavily laced with a sleeping drug, and when the girls began to feel dizzy, Liliana would order her maid Samantha to guide the girls to their respective chambers in her mansion; however, she gave them my golden key to unlock the 'door'.
And as you guessed it, the maidens found themselves in rooms inside my lovely temple, and since they were dizzy from the drugs, they would simply fall asleep without realizing a damn thing.
"Hmm..." I hummed, grinning widely as I took the two sleeping maidens in, drinking in the sight of their helpless bodies.
Two breathtaking virgins sleeping innocently on the fluffy bed.
There's something absolutely sacred in this scene. So calm and pure, an expression of faith and worship so potent even I could taste it in the air, feel the vibrance of their lifeforce. It hung over the two girls like a holy aurora—so pure, so untouched. The perfect catalyst to pierce Uriel's domain, an invitation straight to heaven itself.
I'll be lying if I say that I wasn't fighting my instincts not to shove my dick into their pussies and breed them in their sleep.
'Maybe I should do it?'
Ding!
[I wouldn't recommend it, Morgana] Herma's voice hummed, interrupting my horny thoughts.
"Why not???! They look cute and slutty... Soooooo why noot????!"
My hand, the one that was currently busy jerking myself, pumped even faster to emphasize my point. The need to breed pulsing in my mind. My potent seeds were screaming at me for resisting the temptation of impregnating a pair of innocent virgins, who just so happened to be brimming with purity and chaste and were at my mercy.
'Sob..SOB!... Sooooo horny!... I can heal their hymen in seconds' I thought, tearful eyes staring at the two passed-out maidens on the bed.
[Too risky, Morgana, Uriel is the goddess of purity and she's primordial, more powerful than you,] Herma argued in the back of my mind. [There is a high chance that she would detect that the Luminaries are no longer virgins]
'Possible but not certain!..... Hmmm,' I pondered, still confused about whether or not I should pop their v cards and paint them white with my holy cum, which was the best thing in the universe after all.
"FUCK!!!!!!!" My head snapped upward with shock. "If they're not virgins, they can't go to heaven."
"Fine," I groaned in defeat. "I won't breed them.... For now, at least."
This is bad, I'm losing my touch... MY ART!... What's the next thing I'll start refusing to breed??... blasphemy!
I stood there, twitching with lust and frustration, towering over the two unconscious maidens like a starving beast denied its feast. My cock throbbed with such indignation I almost declared war on purity itself.
"Fine," I growled again, softer this time, staring at the serene faces of the virgins who dared sleep so peacefully in my temple. "But only because you're keys. Not snacks."
They didn't respond, obviously. The first girl, a petite, doll-like blonde whose snoozing face made me want to trap her in a fairy cage and drag her home. She was hugging a pillow like it held all the secrets of the universe.
The second was taller, and again, in the same golden hair the Vandorian were known for. This one, her skin a paler shade, had her hair flowing behind her as she slept, the lush pink blankets providing little resistance against the smooth curves of her bare legs. I was fairly certain I saw her yawn and her mouth open, exposing those pink lips, her little pink tongue, and the gleaming white enamel of her teeth.
Both of them radiated the kind of divine innocence that could set a succubus like me on fire. The sheer contrast of their child-like complexions compared to the tantalizing promise of their bodies, the subtle weight of their breasts rising and falling with each gentle breath. I stared. I was aching. The desire to reach down, to pull their clothes off, and see how much they would fit was the only thing keeping me there.
So I stayed... Waiting, watching, plotting.
If Uriel only knew what I'm about to do to her most sacred emissaries… she'd probably descend in holy fire and try to smite me herself.
And wouldn't that be a fun reunion?
"Damn," with another curse, I bit my index finger so hard that the delicate skin broke.
A thin trickle of my blood, divine blood, fell right into the mouth of the first golden-haired girl, like a sacrificial kiss of divinity. This is how I would taint their purity and break the laws of Uriel's heaven. With the divine blood of the horniest goddess in the universe, of course!
"Is this really going to work, Herma?" I asked again, a little skeptical about how simple the idea was. I thought I would use my divine energy to... I don't know, plant a seed, create some divine slave bond, or something else way more complex than a simple droplet of my blood.
[Absolutely Morgana] Herma reassures me. [This is the best way to gain access to the heavens; slave contracts, blood seals, and corruptions have a higher chance of being detected by the heavenly guardians. I don't think that we are the first to try to break in]
[Fortunately, you exist.] My assistant added in her voice. [With your horny blood flowing through them, I'll be able to gain access the moment the maidens start feeling arousal]
"Meaning?" I pressed with curiosity, unable to follow Herma a little, all because I started cumming everywhere and I can't concentrate on what she's saying
Herma sighed, continuing her explanation.
[Just a single drop of your blood can make the purest and holiest maiden want to get raped in all the seven sins, and more!]
"Awesome, hehe."
The giggle slipped out unbidden, breathy and soaked with anticipation, as I watched the thin line of my divine blood vanish between the parted lips of the sleeping maiden, her breath catching for a second longer than usual. But I felt it—oh, I felt it, like a ripple in the divine tapestry that held her soul together. The moment my blood hit her tongue, it began threading through her essence, whispering to the locked doors of her subconscious, begging to be let in.
"Just a drop," I whispered, licking my thumb clean of another crimson smear. "And already... she dreams of sin."
I would know. A glance at the dreaming face, at that perfect child-like visage so peaceful and serene, only drove the knife further into my libido. What did I say? Doll, through and through. Blonde, beautiful, and unconscious—the kind of target I love most. She was sucking her thumb now, eyes half-shut, her other hand rubbing unconscious circles over the blankets.
[Their purity seals are still intact,] Herma confirmed, her tone precise but tinged with excitement. [But the purity is beginning to... bend. It's softening, Morgana. It's yielding.]
"Ahhh~" I moaned, half in lust, half in awe. My own divinity—my essence—was reaching into realms even Uriel dared not touch.
The second girl whimpered, her thighs shifting beneath the blanket. A small motion, but filled with promise. My breath caught.
"Ohhh, this is almost better than fucking them... almost," I muttered, eyes wide, watching with religious fervor. "This is... art."
[You're watching a masterpiece unfold, painted in sin and guided by your blood,] Herma whispered, as reverent as I'd ever heard her. [Their souls are stretching, Morgana. The veil is thinning.]
"But they're still virgins," I confirmed, cock twitching in agreement. "Untouched. Holy. Technically."
[Technically, yes,] Herma said. [And if this continues undisturbed, by the time they ascend to the heavens… they will carry you within them.]
I nearly fell to my knees.
Forget armies. Forget conquest. This—this—was war on a womb scale. A single drop of me, smuggled into heaven, hidden inside two–nine in the near future–virginal emissaries who would never know they'd become holy Trojan horses of lust.
"And when they get aroused…" I licked my lips, staring at the faint red tint beginning to bloom across the first girl's cheeks.
[Your blood awakens, responds. It'll start feeding off the divine energy in heaven itself. Like a parasite. A seed.]
"A parasite?" I blinked. "No, no, no, no—a womb. I'm planting a divine womb in heaven."
[Not a poetic metaphor, I presume?]
"Of course it isn't," I let out a short, disbelieving laugh before clarifying my statement. "What the fuck do I know about poetic shit... all I want is for the angels, humans, and who the fuck else up there to crave sex, womb, and cum. To crave me, to the point they open their legs and the gate of heaven to my cock"
Sensing another portal opening in the room next door, I stood up, waving my hands, teleporting the two maidens back to Liliana.
"Mark my word, Herma." I declared with pride, and a tone full of holy shitness, "Someday.... Someday that primordial bitch will fall from her heavenly throne of purity and sit on my fucking cock to be bred."