THE GENERAL'S DISGRACED HEIR

David crawled forward with deliberate slowness, every movement calculated as his lips traced a path of cold fire along Seraphina's thighs. She twitched beneath his touch, her fevered body reacting instinctively, a soft gasp escaping her parted lips despite her unconscious state. His mouth reached her hips, then her abdomen, leaving a shimmering trail of divine frost in its wake.

With a whispered command in a forgotten tongue, the black bodysuit she wore began to melt like tar beneath his fingers, receding in glossy, fluid tendrils. It slithered away into the bed's shadows, Night's Embrace obeying its true master, not cloth but living armor forged from the void.

Veylith's crimson eyes widened in alarm. She stepped forward, only to stop dead as the radiant swords hovering around the bed shifted in unison, their tips angling closer toward David and Seraphina. One more move, and they would plunge down without mercy, ending them both. The warning was clear: any interference would be fatal, not to her, but to the ones she couldn't afford to lose.

"You bastard," she hissed, trembling with fury, hands balled into fists. "If this is some twisted fantasy...."

She didn't finish. She couldn't. Because deep inside, despite every instinct screaming at her to intervene, a part of her hoped the boy's reckless, intimate ritual would work.

If it didn't… she would make David De Gor wish he'd never been born.

David's lips trailed a line of reverent kisses from Seraphina's collarbone down to the swell of her breasts, his breath cool against her fevered skin. The contrast made her fidget beneath him, hips shifting as his tongue finally flicked across her nipple.

A moan, Ahhn...

Escaped her throat, weak but dripping with need.

He took her breast into his mouth, sucking slowly, deliberately, until her back arched. His hands kneaded her soft, heavy tit meat, his thumbs circling her other nipple as her gasps turned into throaty mphs and helpless shivers.

Her body responded to him without restraint now, warmth surging through her as if his mouth alone could melt her from the inside out.

David's body lay atop hers, pinning her down, but even his elemental chill, Vespera's gift, was beginning to lose its hold.

Her heat was rising beyond what her flesh could contain. Her smooth thighs clenched around his waist, her skin glistening with sweat, her insides visibly pulsing with unstable magic. It was like holding a flame inside snow. If this kept up, he'd burn alive.

[SYSTEM WARNING][Energy overload imminent. Reactivate host's core abilities or risk internal collapse.]

David gritted his teeth, sucking harder on her breast as if anchoring himself in that moment of intimacy. Dammit. He knew this would happen. His foundation hadn't been ready. He'd spent nights wondering how to rebuild it properly, whether to wait, whether to refine...but now?

Now, he had no choice.

"System," he growled, raising his head. "Open interface."

For the first time in what felt like forever, the window blinked into existence with a soft chime.

[SYSTEM UPDATE COMPLETE]INSTALL ALL PENDING FEATURES?

[Yes][No]

He slammed yes without hesitation.

Darkness poured from the air above, thick and writhing, forming a horrific gaping maw in the ceiling, row upon row of teeth, ancient and hungry, something born of nightmares and deeper hunger.

Eternal Gluttony — Active.

Veylith recoiled in pure alarm, crimson eyes flaring. "What in the Void is that?! What are you doing to her, boy?!"

David turned his head slightly, eyes glowing with focus. "Saving her."

The maw opened wide and devoured him whole. Black mist exploded outward as he vanished into it.

Inside the swirling abyss, David felt it. The surge. His strength. His essence. His Monarch blood roared back to life, refined, denser, tighter than before. He nearly choked on the pressure, forcing it down. If he let it out now, his entire foundation would shatter. He had to hold it back.

[CONGRATULATIONS, HOST]New ability integrations successful. Welcome back.

David blinked. New? He didn't have time to question it. Because he felt it, Sacred Essence Cultivation, thrumming like a song through his blood.

Without hesitation, he invoked it.

Light motes exploded from the mist, piercing through the blackness like stars erupting from a void. They shimmered and spiraled around the bed, slipping into both his chest and Seraphina's womb like whispers of fate.

The reaction was instant.

Seraphina's body arched violently, her eyes flew open as she gasped, "Mnhn!"

Her pupils dilated with lust and power, and without a word, she grabbed David by the neck, yanked him down, and smashed her lips into his.

It was wild, a kiss that tasted of desperation, magic, and obsession. Her arms locked around his shoulders. Her legs wrapped tight around his waist. She was drowning in desire and dragging him under with her.

David barely registered the heat blistering his skin as the kiss went on and on, their tongues twisting, saliva mixing, her moans echoing in his mouth. His pants burned away, quite literally, scorched to ash by the raw force radiating from her core.

His raw dick sprang free, throbbing, dripping with thick precum, his cum-spitting cock twitching as it rested against her trembling, sweaty stomach.

When the kiss finally broke, a glistening string of saliva clung between them. Seraphina's chest heaved, breasts rising and falling in erotic rhythm, her eyes half-lidded, dazed.

David stared.

"You're beautiful," he whispered.

Then, slowly, he lowered his hips, guiding himself with one hand, his swollen cockhead brushing the entrance of her sacred cave. Her fluffy pussy was soaked, folds twitching as if aching for him. The moment he aligned, her body pulled him in, welcoming him with soft, molten heat.

"Ughn..." he groaned, overwhelmed as her insides gripped and twitched, her walls like a velvet vice clamping down on him.

[SYSTEM NOTICE: RITUAL INITIATED]Integration Process Commencing...

His hips began to move.

Slow at first, grinding and rolling, letting her get used to him. He could feel it, her magic and his colliding inside her. Sparks flew along her skin, her limbs trembling.

"Ahh! D-David!" she moaned, nails digging into his back. "Y-You're... nghh, you're reshaping my pussy..."

"I love it when you squeeze me like that," David whispered, lips brushing her ear.

He leaned in closer, his chest against hers, their sweat mixing. Her nipples rubbed against him with every thrust, her pussy clamping down like it wanted to milk his slick prick dry.

But the energy storm was growing. He had to balance it. Take some of the chaotic hex energy into himself while keeping her human divinity grounded.

His thrusts grew sharper. Jamming his cock into her with renewed force.

"If you keep making those noises," he growled into her ear, "I won't be able to hold back, you know."

Her body thrashed beneath him, her tits squeezing against his chest.

He kissed her again, biting her lip, feeling the surge of magic channeling through every thrust. The deeper he went, the more aligned they became.

She was his, mind, body, soul.

And tonight, he would fuck her into perfect balance or die trying.