(Dao of Chaos) Marco POV Ch.1 -To cuckhold or not to cuckhold

Marco stared dreamingly into the crackling fires secured in the hearth fires. He was sat on the edge of a bed surrounded by firm brown stones and a spacious chamber, placed at the bottom of the arena, made specially for the champions. These courters were usually resolved for the best fighters or Gold Ranked Knights whenever their was a battle scheduled.

He lifted his gaze towards the vibrating stoned ceiling. Every time they roared he could see small gusts of dust crackling down. The roars filtered all the way down here, that surprised him considering this place was supposed to be fortified. Although in truth he couldn't say he was angry about it, after all they were chanting his name on the surface. Awaiting for his gallant arrival on the center stage.

Marco couldn't deny that he was feeling some slight nerves, how could he not, when he was poised to go toe to toe with a Holy Gear wielder and one of the Queens Golden 13 for that matter. But he had been training and formed a clear enough plan to see him through this incoming battle. It also helped that he was able to choose amongst the 13 of who he would be wish to duel.

He heard a soft moan from behind him which awoke him from his his daydreams. A snide smile appeared across his face, reminded of who it was he had bedded the previous night to help relieve his tensions. He couldn't help but place his gaze across the chambers floors. Not only was his own armour and clothes scattered everywhere, But the lady's lace underwear was also muddled with his own garments. Her lace panties and large bra were near the door.

"finally awake" he announced without turning around. He received silence back, that was expected after they fucked so passionately as they had done all night .

"You're still angry? Why? You've quickly forgotten how much you were begging for my cock then."

Since he was confident once his plan had come true... he was going to be fucking her as many times as he wanted.

'Hehehe I've finally got you where I want you. You can no longer escape me now.'

*2 days earlier*

“Dark Void Arrow!”

*Whooooosh-Whoooosh*

*Sling-Sling*

Two incredibly tall trees had been impaled by a burning black fiery arrow, Marco observed his two palms. His forehead was slightly dotted in sweat and his hands were shaking. Even still he couldn't help but wear a triumphant smile at his progress so far.

‘Kasumi...your power...it’s amazing!’

‘Hmph you finally understand who the superior guardian is...perverted one’

‘Hey little sister Kas-Kas don’t be mean to master- Belle and Master are the oldest so be nice.’

‘Grrr who the fuck is talking to you...you’re the reason he’s so perverted.’

‘Hmph! that’s not true! master was already in love with the big breasted missus long before Belle met him...isn’t that right master’

Marco could hardly contain the laughter from spewing out from his mouth. At first hearing these two voices simultaneously within his mind had almost gave him a headache like no other. But, he had to admit they were good company especially during these moments when he was alone cultivating or practicing his battle arts.

Marco observed his surroundings lazily. Basking in the peacefulness afforded to him from the dawn of the blue forests he was enveloped inside of for the entire morning already. He tended to pick these quiet spots when it came down to his training, now that his aura was getting denser, his cultivation was the next object of his focus.

‘I’ve been at the 14th layer for quite a while now, meaning I should be already trying to reach the initial tier of the establishment stages. If I’m going to be a Gold Ranked knight it’ll look terrible on my part if I'm not at least at the required strength to be considered an actual cultivator.’ As of now he was ahead of schedule on his plan towards becoming King. His main objectives were relatively what he might’ve expected needed to happen.

‘Influence…and power.’ The golden Knight Rank not only meant he could set up his own band for hire now, but it also freed him a little from the constraints silver Ranked knights had. Not to mention the most lucrative prize he was going to receive if he earned the Golden knight rank.

‘Holy Gear!

Once I’ve acquired that weapon then no one will be able to stop me! My only worry would be dealing with the Royals from that moment fourth. That witch who calls herself the Queen of Lucia would be my biggest problem. Her influence alone has amassed the control of those 13 Holy wielders. And if any group deserved to be feared it was definitely those 13 monsters.’

Marco understood very well he couldn’t simply overthrow the system of the 13 Holy wielders on his own. He would establish an army first, a power that can't be rivalled by any of the powers in control and then at that point.

‘I’ll become a king.’

Marco glanced at the brightening sky above him.

'Mother...I wont let your dream go forgotten'

Dawn was lifting so he decided to make his way towards Winstons cottage dwelling on the other side of the forest.

As he neared the familiar small home covered in moss and tucked secretly beneath a slanting aged oak. He started to hear the sounds of bickering from within. Marco approached the front door with a curious glint within his eyes.

“I told you already you madwoman I have no idea where he is...N-N-NOOO don’t

*SMASH*

“LIAR! WHERE IS HE? WHICH BITCH IS TAKING HIM AWAY FROM ME-TELL ME NOW OR ILL... ILL”

‘Ah that’s right, I asked Zia to come over today heh-heh sounds like the curse is working better than I would’ve thought. Now then let's see what all the ruckus is about.’

Marco pushed the door aside and casually strolled in. His eyes flashed out of shock as he was welcomed to a completely different room than the one he had remembered, firstly the ground was completely covered in torn pages and opened books, a few ink spills here and there with feathered quills misplaced from their glassed holds. He heard soft tweeting above, tilting his head slightly he saw a few colourful feathered birds out of their cages and perched on the wooden beams crisscrossed just beneath the tall ceiling.

‘I almost feel sorry for him ahaha, he’s a super clean freak so this must be sending him absolutely crazy. Guess...I owe him one.’ He understood more than ever how important comradery was within Lucien Kingdom. And surprisingly Winston had become one of the few humans he could tolerate over long periods of time.

Marco had just about lowered his gaze when he saw a swash of velvet like blue hair darting towards him. Zia rushed into his arms, swiftly wrapping her arms around his neck. Marco felt her soft and slightly wet lips almost sucking his neck.

“Mmm-ah-mmmm-I...i missed you...s-so much...H-have I been good?”

_‘Hoh? I haven't seen her in almost 10 days now. It was good to purposely distant myself from her just to see how effective the curse was overtime. Hmm not bad... It looks as though she’s completely in heat...Interesting.’

Marco was feeling delighted about the effects of the curse. The last thing he wanted was an uncontrollable mindless **** prone to fits of rage and the likelihood of betraying him one day.

His initial concerns when Winston told him about the original spell once used to enslave the Elves did bother him a little. But so far, the effects of the new curse were impressive. Not only had Zia’s mind remain relatively intact to the point she went about living her life and remaining poised on the things she wanted to do. After a few days without seeing him, or as soon as she was horny, the only thing on her mind was his cock. And his cock alone.

Zia pried her wet mouth away from his neck, he stared deeply into her lust riddled gaze in return, Marco was even sure he saw feint heart shapes within her eyes.

“L-look what you’ve done to me...Auh!” Zia took hold of his hand and placed it down her black shorts. Her soft mouth parted whilst Marco felt her incredibly slimy pussy folds coating his fingers in her lewd wet juices. Marco instantly felt his cock throbbing. He licked his lips eager to fuck her until she passed out.

“Why don’t you wait for me in the room over there...i’ll be there soon.” He grabbed her ass roughly, watching her moan as she squirmed underneath his firm touch before she beheld him with a lustful gaze.

“o...ok.”

Zia dutifully obeyed his words and elegantly strutted into the nearest room with the slightly ajar door.

Once she had departed Marco exhaled a gentle sigh. He placed his gaze upon the clearly annoyed Winston wordlessly cursing him in his mind.

“Y-y-you grrrr.”

“Ok-ok I get it, I can take the fault for this one.”

“Ah just this one oh how modest of you. Care to explain how you’ll fix that little matter in the room over there.”

“Zia? Ahaha she’s harmless and wasn’t it your idea to test how the curse works on someone closer to home.”

Winston couldn’t look at him directly in the eye, traces of guilt were clear to see.

“I…I mean…th-that’s not the point…”

“Well if you think our research isn’t of much importance I guess I can focus on keeping things tidy instead. So why don’t we-“

“No! I get it…sigh…you’re even cunning to your best friend hmph I’m learning new truths about you each day. Anyhow…” Winston glanced towards the door where Zia had walked into.

“She’s becoming more subservient to you each time I see her. How long has it been since you applied the curse mark?” Winston asked

“Hmmm think 4 weeks. Unlike with Threyja where I had a gap in the time I applied the first two marks and the last in quick succession. With Zia I managed to complete the curse in a single go.”

“Hmm mm not to mention you have…’bedded her’ before hand, we have to make sure we are accurate with the findings. Let's go over what we have established so far about this curse so far...Here I've made notes.

• The more the (Half) accursed user resists the stronger the urges, and Refusal to deal with said urges slowly impacts their cultivation. (The damage against the cultivation slows down the more their lusts are satisfied)
• There’s total obedience towards the fully accursed but only a partial obedience towards the half accursed.
• The amount of times you sleep with the affected doesn’t seem to change their level of lust. Although once they are satisfied they are less likely to display traits of jealousy or an eagerness to seek out the one who casted the curse upon them.
• The curse marks burning itch goes down once they’ve orgasmed.
• I've been studying what makes the Curse potent to Elves and I'm close on forming a similar potion for other races. First test...beast folk
• There is no cure

"About your next target?”

“Don’t worry heheh she’s strong willed by nature but i’ll have her begging for my cock by the end of the day.” Marco could hardly contain himself whenever he thought about the expected day when he’ll finally have Threyja moaning to the deep thrusts of his thick cock. Not to mention didn't he have his eyes set on a certain voloptous Elven warrior.

'I wonder how Lady Eleanor is doing. I actually didn't mean to prick her that one time...but...this might turn out good for me somewhere down the line.'

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“I don’t doubt your obvious prowess in seduction but just make sure you record every bit of detail once she finally surrenders… my father won’t let me live it down if this goes wrong.”

‘You think you’ll be in trouble? I’m practically playing the role of a spy for the entire Azure sect here. An active member to the treason both my father and Chief Razziel are engaging in. Pfft and he thinks he’s got it bad. They'll put my head on a spike or worst yet. Flay me alive.'

Rather than share his true thoughts he decided to crease a charming smile in response to Winstons woes.

“Worry not…friend! We’ll make sure the curse potions are ready to be used on a grand scale. Trust me…we’ll both realize our dreams- just like I promised.” He approached Winston and placed a firm hand against his shoulders.

‘Belle…you know what to do.’

‘Yes master! Belle understands.’

Unbeknownst to to the downcast Winston. Marco decided on testing a new perk he managed to obtain after using Belle’s different abilities over time. Just as long as he was consistent with the usage of Belle’s powers. He soon discovered he would either strengthen or evolve the abilities he already had. Or he would learn new ones.

So far he had learned three of her abilities.

Belle’s erogenous detection
Belle’s calming of raging hearts
Belles heightening of pleasures x10

A subtle pink light appeared beneath Marco’s palms. He felt Winstons muscles relax, like a cool water meeting the burning furnace of flames. He felt the rigid Winston immediately loosening up. There was a look of deep confusion suddenly riddled against his features whilst he noticeably saw the young wizard fighting against the calmness soothing his frantic heart.

He twisted his neck towards Marco and asked him

“What did you do?”

'Oh-ho...He noticed it...hmm something to note down Belle about that ability'

“Hahaha you’re too smart for me to fool. I used one of my guardians powers. She can ease the troubles away from ones heart.”

Marco noticed Winstons gaze soften the moment he heard the word guardian. He surprisingly nodded, not saying another word about it.

“If its your guardians powers I grant you full access to my body as you see fit. Only…just make sure you document your findings for me…oh! And nothing painful I dislike pain. Sigh anyhow you have things to take care of.”

Winston lightly shooed him away, gesturing towards the partially opened door.

10 minutes later…

*pap-pap-pap*

“Ah-ah-ahhhh-mmm-s-s-so gooood-nyaa-ah”

Marco had been pounding his cock into Zia’s tight and slippery hole for quite a while. This wasn’t the first nor the second time he was fucking her, but he couldn’t get enough of how tight her insides felt. His cock could feel every fold inside her wet pussy. Seeing Zia on all fours with her ass jiggling each time he thrusted into her was a sight to behold.

Marco continued using his firm hold over her ass to pull her deeper onto his throbbing meaty rod . Being his third round her pussy was extra sloppy from the last two times he had ejaculated inside of her.

Marco looked to gain an animalistic urge as he buried Zia’s head against the pillow and continued pounding against her ass. Relentlessly.

He poked his thumb into her ass hole which made her already tight pussy tighten even more.

*pap-Slap-slap-pap-pap—pap-squelch*

Marco held Zia by her firm ass and increased his pace.

“fuck...nghhh I'm cuming”

“ah, ah,ye-yesss me to ahhhh-f-fuck don’t stop yeah-yeah- ahhhhh”

“cumingggggg”

“Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaa fill me up!”

*Splurtttttt *

Marco felt his body stiffen whilst he shot another thick load of cum deep into Zia’s pussy, the oozing white liquid gushed out like a flood. Zia also came heavily wetting his thighs and his abdomen in the process.

He pulled his slimy cock away from her pussy. Zia could hardly move, she remained in the same lewd position she was being fucked in. her ass sticking out to the air with her pussy leaking thick amounts of semen. Marco wiped the sweat away from his brows and admired his work.

He heard squelching sounds as his thick semen oozed out slowly from the gaping hole his thick cock had made. The sight alone almost made him horny again, but he understood he had no more free time to spend with her this morning.

*bryrururu*

“ahhh! Your pussy always feels so good”

“PHew! Now then, come here and clean up the mess you made.” He pointed towards his slightly throbbing cock. Zia was still in a delirious state after experiencing yet another hard orgasm. She eventually found her strength and instantly crawled towards him. Zia opened her mouth and devoured his cock. She slurped and sucked every inch of his throbbing meat. Making sure there wasn’t a single spec of semen left.

Marco even ended up holding her head in place whilst he repeatedly thrusted his dick and out of her mouth. And in no time at all he ended up filling her mouth as well with his thick cum.

After he finished tending to Zia making sure she cleaned his cock and left him dutifully satisfied. He sent her away and then took a bath to help relax his muscles. Marco had a few errands to make within the eastern side of the citadel. So he finished discussing matters with Winston before making his way back towards the Citadel.

The skies were partially cloudy today. The air was warm with a cold moving breeze gently passing along the earth. Marco strolled with the sheen jade meadows. He could see the incredible tall grey towers of the citadel in his front. With numerous castles and stoned towers crowded in the background.

The first time he first laid eyes on Lucien Kingdom, he knew straight away he desired to conquer this place. No one back on the Azure feather sect could’ve ever told him just how amazing these human lands could be.

Marco walked through the opened gates, the guardsmen cladded in iron and wielding long swords never stopped him. Merely giving him a gentle nod in acknowledgement as he passed through.

His first order of business was to head towards the Knights guild. He had submitted his 40th silver rank quest last night and wanted to make sure there was no complications for the days ahead. Along the way he waved and greeted to the regular faces who had grown to know his face quite well at this point. Marco was considered a noble prodigy by the humans.

Being as handsome as he was it was easy for him to win over the hearts of the humans around here, who cared more about superficial things such as how beautiful and regal he looked, of course his incredible rise in fame played a considerable part in all of this. His father had given him this tip when he had first arrived. ‘Make them fall in love you, then they’ll fall for anything.’

He received apples and bread sticks from the merchants he passed by. The cobbled streets were jam packed with people. A lot of who understood he was at a silver knights rank and dutifully made way for him as though he was a king passing amongst peasants.

‘ Well they are beneath me...so I guess this treatment is fair.’ he chuckled to himself whilst pretending to be flattered by the show of respect everyone was giving him. Not to waste any more time he saw the golden ornament of a large clock with two reeds and a shield beneath it. This was attached to a large dome like building right in the middle of the busy cobbled town.

‘Ah finally here.’

There were a few silver cladded fellows gathered by the front of the guild. Marco was just about to stroll towards them when his ears caught wind of something interesting.

_“I told you that bitch is losing it. She wants to go on a quest run and blitz through 2 Bronze and 1 silver ranked quest. Can you believe her? After that shit she pulled before as well” _said one girl with a hoarse voice

“Sigh be kind...Shes’s shes masters favourite so we need to support her. Besides I don’t know about you but I get the feeling something isnt quite right with her these days. She seems so...uneasy.”

“Hmph that bitch is just in heat.”

“???”

“What! Its true my uncle told me Elven people love sex. They cant go a few hours without it once they come of age. And hear this, apparently during spring theres something in their blood that makes them need it almost 10 times per day! How wild is that!”

“Come on that’s obviously a lie.”

“My uncle never lies hmph its true my friend. That prude bitch just needs a nice good fuck and she’ll be back to her usual bossy self...sigh, im kind of preferring this version of her.”

“How can you say such a thing.”

“Because she’s a bitch that’s why...anyway enough of Threyja lets go grab a drink.”

“Sigh...as you wish but you’re paying.”

An evil smile creased against Marco’s lips. ‘Sc**rew the knights guild hahaha sounds like I need to pay Frey-Frey a visit sooner rather than later.’ **After being lucky enough to hear the chatter between those two ladies Marco was feeling confident that the time to strike was now. The curse had been completed and Threyja’s willpower was on the tether of collapse.

Marco stood beneath a thin tree, his gaze shrewdly affixed on a small tower sat on a high-rise hill.

‘This is the masters rhythm place...hmmm she must be inside...Kasumi?’

‘Perverted one I am here.’

‘Use eagle Eye.’

Marco heard a distinct sound within her thoughts. His vision changed instantly as he could see the world through a blueish tint, but within this view he could see orange and red blurs which showed the heartbeats of anyone around him. A deviant smile creased against his mouth,

‘Shes here.’

Marco remained beneath the tree but made sure he was in clear view once Threyja appeared. Whilst he waited he closed his eyes and tried to cultivate a little.

‘I should start trying to get to the 15th layer then ill-’

Marco’s eyes flashed open as he heard the sound of a door being opened. Threyja emerged from the opened door, her curly dark hair bounced just beneath her shoulders. She wore casual but slightly revealing clothes and looked like she had been sweating. What made her look even more alluring was the low cut top she had on and her rosy cheeks.

‘She’s clearly confused to be seeing me right now. But if what Winston said was correct, she should also be dreaming of my by now...which means’

“Ah Frey-Frey you’re done...h-how are you feeling?”

She hesitated at first, he could see her wrestling with something within her mind before a soft sigh escaped her perfectly shaped lips.

“Sigh...Not good, I... I’m not allowed to cultivate...”

‘Aha so we’ve already reached this stage-amazing! Now I just need to back her into a corner.’

“What! Why not! Threya tell me everything what’s going on!” Marco asked with a false show of alarm across his face. He even used one of his martial abilities and vanished from his spot and appeared right in front of her. Marco wasn’t going to give her a moment to relax. He needed to strike and swiftly clasped her hand within both of his own.

‘Belle Enhance her arousal x 10’

In a flash a pink hue appeared against his two palms and discreetly stroked Threyja’s palm.

He could visibly see her eyes surrendering. She had made the mistake of not wearing any gloves today. And Marco knew the right time to strike was now.

“Auh...ahhh” she moaned as her knees visibly shook as she started to lose her footing.

He swiftly held out his arm to prevent her from falling

“Threya talk to me! What's going on-sh-shal I call for some help?”

“N-n-no its fine.”

Marco observed her every move, he could see her eyes filled with excitement and deep concern as she was probably trying to work out what had happened.

She took a few steps away from him, staggering slightly in the process.

“Wh-what wrong Threyja? Is it the poison?”

Marco knew already what was going on. He could barely contain his inner excitement watching her barely able to even stand straight.

She could only feebly nod her head

‘Now's the time ...’

“T-tell me all about it...it’s ok if you want to keep your distance. Here I have something for you.” He tapped one of the three silver spatial ringers against his finger and took a small violet bottle with green liquid swirling inside of it.

‘Winston brewed this just for this very moment. Once you take this it'll temporary keep your lust in check for a short while but as a result...her lust will skyrocket to the point you cant live without my cock.’

“Erm this...this should help” he shyly said turning away as he lightly handed the bottle to her. He also made sure his hand never touched her own so that she felt he was being considerate.

This wasnt Marco’s first rodeo as he could already tell her eyes were warming towards him by his behaviors.

“Marco...wh-what is...”

“Trust me Frey just drink it...you’ll cool down afterwards.”

‘Heheh stupid bitch-let's see if you remain a wild ape forever-I'll tame you into a loving cum whore...i promise.’

He noticed Threya’s cheeks turn red, ‘she was probably panicking wondering if I understand the extent to her problem. To the world she told us she was poisoned...but I know better Frey-frey.’

Marco continued the act but feigning shyness as he refused to meet her gaze.

She looked at the bottle a few times, truly stumped on whether or not she should trust it. ‘Fuck just drink it already!’ After a short while Threyja eventually grit her teeth and uncorked the glassed bottle.

“Marco! Where did you...”

“I made it myself. You forget on the Azure Mountain what my family specialized in? Which is how I ...I can tell you’ve been tainted with an aphrodisiac.”

This of course was a lie, Winston had brewed this potion as a subtle chaser to help mask any inconsistencies with the curse. It also counter attacked any negative side effects whilst also adding to the yearning of the aphrodisiac within the curse. Marco almost felt bad by the amount of powers, potions and things he was making Threyja take. But when his eyes fixed upon her lovely breasts that care vanished.

He saw Threyja go slightly rigid.

“Sigh. I’ve worked with countless flowers, herbs, potions and what not. I can tell when someone has been afflicted with particular poisons. That potion will only last for a few hours and its not something I advise you to rely on.”

“Wh-whats wrong with it.”

“Well...the more you take it the less time you have between...arousal episodes.”

That was another lie muddled with some truths. The potion needed to be taken regularly but this was to only avoid the anger side of things. The curse after all was broken down from a deadly poison that enslaved all of the Elves at one point on history. What backfired was the innate rage it built into the victims overtime. Which was what led to the liberation of the Elves.

Threyja’s eyes couldn’t help but narrow with suspicion. “Then tell me how to cure myself! Marco I need your help! I cant cultivate like this” her voice had almost broken into a whimper.

“Sigh. It’ll take me some time but as far as I know there isn't any common cure for those sorts of high-grade poisons. Although...”

A playful idea popped into his mind. Something Belle had mentioned some time ago. A particular cultivation technique, lost with ancient sects over time due to its subtle undertones of mind control. Merely because it was an art mastered by the unorthodox sects of the forgotten world.

‘Dual cultivation.’

“Wh-what is it? Tell me please I'll do anything?”

“There is something less risky, less painful and doesn’t cost a fortune.”

“Yes what is it tell me.!”

“D-don’t hate me for saying this but...you have to give in to the urges.”

Threya’s brows narrowed slightly with confusion.

“What I mean is Threyja...as Elves we naturally have cycles where our libido so to speak rises to a crazy level. As you may already know that is the reason our ancestors used to take life partners at an early age in order to practice the art of...dual cultivation.”

“D-dual cultivation...w-what Is that.”

“haha well its better you go and read about it yourself. But that would be your only option...and...and if it is something you wish to go through . Come and find me. It helps to practice the cultivation method with someone strong. Here’s another of that potion. But be careful Frey-Frey.”