Veal stood silent for a second, taking in her body before speaking,
"A tempting offer, I must say." He paused, biting his lower lip before continuing, "But what makes you think a single night with you is worth me risking my life fighting two other Vital Ranks?"
Her eyes flickered; she was truly surprised that he didn't immediately accept her proposal. After all, what Lust Demon would hesitate at the thought of fucking a demoness such as her?
Suddenly, she noticed something pulsating, then smiled. She leaned forward, resting her breasts on his chest, and whispered in his ear,
"If a night is not enough, how about two or three?" As she whispered, her right hand grabbed his giant cock that was hard and dripping with want, and began pumping it.
Her actions caused a grin to form on his face. She was trying to use his nature against him, a fatal mistake. For he wasn't just any Lust Demon. No, he was a Lustborn, a creature that didn't merely floated uncontrollably in the endless river of lust, obeying the whims of its currents. No. He swam in it and could even rebel against its currents if needed be.
He raised his right hand to her cheek, but before he could make contact, her fox ears twitched. She tilted her upper body backward, avoiding his touch, as if she had seen the poisonous lustful corruption laced within its fibers.
Then released his cock and took a stepped back
"So, what will your answer be?" she questioned once more, her tone serious, the seductive expression gone. She had realized he wouldn't fall for lust. An outcome that perplexed her greatly.
So, she decided to try one more time before killing him and adding his corpse to her collection, something she'd rather not do, considering she might end up injured if they battled. After all he too was of noble blood and who knew what type of abilities he held. Maybe he could harm her despite the gab between within the vital rank…And she needed him, to balance out the alliance of the other two Vital Rank demons.
"I doubt you know this… the other two Vital Rank demons who rule this section of the Cradle have joined forces. They are hunting all other Vital Ranks... and there is no doubt that a newly advanced vital rank demon like you will be the top of their list," she explained. "So, allying with me is the best thing for you to do… oh, and they, too, are of noble bloodline."
Hearing this, Veal frowned, sinking into deep contemplation. if what she says is true, then it would be best for him to ally with her. A second later, he made a decision.
"Very well then." He muttered in agreement. After all the odds were stacked against him, if it was just one demon, he wouldn't even consider her proposal, but seeing that it was two, and they had noble blood, which increased their strength, his options were limited, and the best of which was to agree.
His tail blurred across the ground, drawing a pentagon in the soil. Then he bit his finger, spilling blood onto the symbol.
"Let's cement our alliance with a contract." He said, locking eyes with her.
She gazed down at the pentagon for a second, then bit her finger and spilled her blood upon it.
The pentagon pulsed with a crimson glow for a second before vanishing. Both felt a binding force wash over them.
The contract was enforced.
The clauses,
Veal must assist the thorn vixen in killing the two Vital Rank demons.
They cannot intentionally harm each other while the two targets live.
Once the targets are dead, the Thorn Vixen must spread her legs for Veal for three nights.
The two locked eyes, then turned into after-images, blurring into the distance.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
… A few hours later, two figures veiled in demonic aura and armor, formed from mangled flesh, with only their glowing, venomous eyes visible, arrived at the site of their scuffle.
They flashed around, scanning and sniffing the atmosphere. After a few seconds, they stopped, standing at the edge of the crater, the exact spot where they had stood.
"It seems that hateful vixen had arrived before us and killed the newly advanced demon before taking its corpse away," said one in a disappointed tone, its voice like a blade cutting flesh.
"Yes. How lucky she is, for her territory to be so close," replied the other, its voice no different from haunting whispers.
"With the body of this newly advanced demon… how many corpses do you think she has now?"
"Depends on how many she got on her last trip. She might now have enough to trigger the Noblion Ritual."
"If that's the case, let's gather our armies and attack now before it's too late."
"No. We should wait. Now is not the right time. If she truly plans to initiate the Noblion Ritual, the best time to strike is during the ritual itself… one month from now."
"Yes, you're right. That would be when she's at her weakest."
"Until then, let's gather our armies," one said in a venomous tone.
After hatching their plan, they flashed away into the distance.
…
Weeks passed.
Somewhere in the outer Cradle stood a towering mountain, spanning over 5 km high. At its middle, a huge cave carved with thought and precision.
Outside, tens of naked Crimson Bone demonesses stood guard, eyes laced with alertness.
Inside was enveloped in purple mist. Female demonesses sprawled across the floor, spasming, eyes rolled back, their holes leaking semen.
They lay in a line leading to the center, where a simple yet elegant throne was carved from stone.
On it sat Veal in a laid-back position, as he enjoyed the warm, wet pussy of a humanoid, octopus-like demon who was swaying on his giant cock with all her might. Her pink skin glistened with sweat. Her blue eyes were dull. Her tongue lolled out, and her tentacle-hair writhed like baby snakes.
Her massive breasts bounced as they leaked milk. Two tentacle arms wrapped behind his throne, while eight leg-tentacles wrapped around its base.
Pah! Pah!
Behind him stood Alexandra, naked. She leaned weakly on the throne, her breasts resting on his back, eyes vacant, body trembling, as his tails thrust into her pussy and ass.