Serafall didn't feel like any other woman. She was different. Altair felt danger when he was near her. Not the kind of danger Violet emitted, which was more like madness. It was different. This danger was like standing on the edge of an extinct volcano, believing it could explode at any moment and burn him alive.
It was intoxicating, enthralling. The way she squeezed him was so delicious that Altair really had trouble not cumming as soon as he inserted himself. That hadn't happened to him in a long time. Was it because of the difference in power? Despite being much stronger than most devils at the time, he still had a long way to go to reach the level of the Maous.
Did power affect pleasure? If so, he would find himself becoming more powerful every day, and in that way, he could be a better lover for his coven.
"Al-chan!" Serafall moaned loudly. Her magical girl outfit was tight on her voluptuous body.
It was like an innocent sin, like fucking Asia. But while Asia did it out of devotion, Serafall was pure sin hidden behind a facade. A facade that broke with every thrust.
"Ah~ yes, suck my magical girl breasts!" she cried as she was stripped naked from the waist up. Altair's tongue pounced on them as if they were covered in strawberry jam. Altair liked strawberry jam, thanks to Lavender.
The magic girl's hands dug into his dark hair, her pussy tightening even more when he bit her nipples.
[Increased sensations] x30
"How does it feel now!" Altair said after holding back his orgasm while Serafall squirted on his cock. She came as soon as Altair increased her sensitivity.
"You're so naughty, Altair!" she replied as soon as she recovered from her orgasm. "Now I understand why So-tan seems so in love with you," she said with a smile, although there was a hint of reproach in her tone. "But this beautiful, magical girl can take more," she said, as if challenging him.
She got on top, without taking his cock out of her dripping pussy.
"Do you even know how to move, Sera-chan?" Altair asked her. She came in no time, as if she had little experience.
"Oh, I'll teach you some magic tricks," she said, standing up, Altair's cock coming out about a third of its length. Then she lowered herself at full speed, Altair feeling the real impact. "Wa-ahh!" she moaned unexpectedly, her eyes wide with surprise. "Did it get bigger?"
"You're not the only one who can do magic, Sera-chan," he said, having modified the length and thickness of his member.
"It would be boring if it were like that," she said, taking up the challenge with joy, her breasts glistening with Altair's saliva, reminding him that they were there to be explored.
"It would be nice to learn a trick—shit!" Altair clenched his teeth to hold back his orgasm. It wasn't that he couldn't get hard again. It was a matter of pride; he simply wanted to cum when he decided to, not when Serafall did.
"Oh? I didn't hear you right," she teased. "Did Miracle Levia-tan's pussy scare you?" she said as she began to move again.
She had perfect control over the muscles of her entire body and was able to squeeze her vagina around Altair's member without any problem.
"Are all magical girls complete sluts?" he asked.
"Not all of them are this tight," she replied with a smile. "Do you like my breasts? They're bigger than So-tan's," she added at the end, as if she wanted to compete with her little sister.
"Maybe Sona's will grow like that when she has a child in her womb and they swell with milk!" Altair said, knowing what it would provoke.
Serafall let out a long moan and came, her body weakening. 'Think of Snape naked, don't come!' Altair told himself.
Taking advantage of Serafall's vulnerable state, he changed positions, placing himself behind her and tilting her forward before resuming his thrusts. She didn't give up; she was pretty energetic, simply throwing her ass against his pelvis to keep up with the rhythm of the fuck.
Altair grabbed her by both pigtails, and she screamed but didn't reproach him in any way. There it was again, that feeling of danger. The feeling that an ice pick could appear at any moment and pierce his chest.
That feeling of fucking someone stronger than him. Of being able to put one of the four most powerful beings in the underworld on all fours and pull her hair while fucking her doggy style. It was a different feeling of conquest, more brutal and cynical. Moments before, he had had Serafall's little sister in the same position while plowing her ass.
"Ouch, I think you got the wrong—," she suddenly squealed as a lubricated finger suddenly entered her puckered hole.
"It went right where I wanted it to go... doesn't the magic girl have special storage?" Altair asked as he twisted his finger inside the Maou's anus. She let it be.
Altair quickly scanned the room, searching for a magical tool that would serve him in his duty. What was his duty? To put Serafall in the most lascivious positions he could think of. He found what he was looking for and drew it to him with a wave of his hand.
"What are you going to do, no, no, I don't think that should—mhm!" she ended up gritting her teeth.
Altair took Serafall's magic girl staff, made sure it couldn't hurt her with any sharp edges, and lubricated it. The staff replaced the space where Altair's fingers had been.
"It shouldn't, but it fits perfectly, doesn't it?" he whispered in the magical girl's ear.
"You're evil... I need a hero to save me from the ahh~, monster that has me captive," she said as her eyes turned toward the sky. "Save me, save me!" she cried.
"There are no heroes here," Altair said as he penetrated her, keeping pace with the staff, his cock going in and out, maintaining harmony amid all the degeneration.
"Then... I must redeem the villain," she said aloud, her voice broken with lust and feigned resolve. "I must use my pussy to calm him down until he falls asleep!" she shouted, her voice accompanied by wilder movements against Altair.
He had to work hard too. He could feel the cane touching his cock. There was little space inside Serafall, and Altair sought to occupy it to the maximum.
"Engorgio!" he said, gripping the cane tightly.
Serafall's face looked at him over her shoulder, her eyes widening as they glazed over. Her tongue went to lick her lips, making a mess that caused Altair to cum inside her pussy for the first time all day. He felt the cane in his hand move strangely, as if it were throbbing. Serafall gave him a grim smile as she slipped from his grasp.
"So... you've always... always carried a dildo in your hand?" Altair laughed as he examined the cane again. It wasn't just a simple cosplay cane; it had several functions, hidden from plain sight thanks to the magic of the Leviathan. One of them was its ability to shoot a creampie.
That's why Altair, as he looked at the woman's back, saw a river of white fluids coming out of her two holes. One was his own seed; the other, an artificial fluid created to resemble it.
"And I would believe that you have a replica of Sona's pussy," Altair said as he gave her a loud spank. "Although you'd have to change it... Her pussy has been taking the shape of my cock," after his words, a cascade of semen came out of Serafall's pussy.
"Villain, bad, bad, bad," she muttered.
Altair noticed, with some concern, that Serafall looked relatively fresh. Altair's own abdomen and arms glistened with sweat. Serafall's skin, on the other hand, was dry, except for the places where Altair's fluids or those from her own pussy had stained her.
This ignited in him a desire more closely linked to primitive male pride.
How could he allow her to be like this, as if that sex session had been insignificant? As if it hadn't required physical effort. Altair went for her ass this time, taking advantage of the dilation and lubrication from the cane.
He made his cock grow larger, noticing her reactions, how her body trembled and shook for him, but it wasn't enough.
He needed to try harder.