A Marriage of Convenience

In Reala's chambers she breaks down. Lying face down on her bed and crying into the pillows. They were soft and covered with black linen cases. The bed covered in blood red sheets. A large fancy bed, used by Demon Kings down the ages, at least those ones who could use a normal bed. She let all her grief and tears out. Leraje was her best friend, her confidant and more. The two had shared this bed a number of times. She sighs and then sits up and rubs the tears from her eyes. The rest of the room is mostly empty. Reala didn't spend much time in this room after all. Aside from the bed there was nothing else in here but a wardrobe of clothes and belongings.

As she manages to regain her composure she moves to sit on the edge of the bed. A knock came to the door a short time later. "Come in," she announces. Doom slowly opens the door and peeks in.

"I figured you might need some more time," he notes and she waves a hand dismissively.

"I am ready to speak with you, please kneel before me," she commands imperiously and Doom enters, closing the door behind him and then kneels loyally in front of her.

"What would you have of me, my king?" he asks.

"I am not an idiot..." she says and Doom hesitates.

"I did not think you were?" he asks confused.

"I... I meant I am aware of the fragility of my reign. I also realize that with Leraje gone the already shaky grounds on which my reign stands have begun to collapse. Alone I will not be able to hold onto power," she explains and Doom internally relaxes. For a moment he had expected her to have seen through his ruse.

"What are you suggesting?"

"You have shown your power and impressed the nobles. I want you to take Leraje's place. Not as court mage, but as the one who keeps my throne steady. Specifically, I believe it would appease some of the court if... They had a proper king," she says and then looks away, "I'm asking you to marry me. It doesn't require you to actually like me and there will be no intimacy, but you will be king with me as your queen. I will retain most of the power, but publicly you will be in control, how does that suit you?" she asks.

"I am honored, my queen. Even as a simple marriage of convenience to be married to one such as you is beyond my wildest dreams and to be king on top of that is..." he let himself flounder here, "I will do as you command and will serve you to the best of my ability as your puppet king," he says finally and she looks pleased.

"You may go now, the announcement will be made tomorrow. For now though I suggest you rest. You took quite the attack for me and while your resilience is impressive I imagine you are not feeling well," she states and he nods.

"Indeed, my injuries are severe, but I will live," he admits and stands, "Goodbye for now, My Queen," he says and leaves the room. He returns to his chamber and is surprised to see a small imp woman sitting on his bed. As an imp she is only about 3 ft tall, but with a chubby body, plump ass and above average tits for her size. She has ebony black skin with short ear length red hair and is wearing a simple grey button up vest and black pencil skirt

"Hello, my name is Mrei, it's a pleasure to meet you," the imp woman greets him, her violet eyes staring into his own.

"You have five seconds to explain why I shouldn't kill you," Doom responds approaching her.

"Because I know what you did," she says and Doom tilts his head.

"That's a terrible reason for me to not kill you," he states.

"I've already told my mistress what you did as well and if I don't report to her afterward she'll make sure Reala knows," Mrei continues.

"Classic, but if you know what I did... You should know I could just make you do whatever I want?" Doom suggests.

"Indeed. I saw the symbol on Leraje's belly, not quite conventional, but still recognizable at least to me. I doubt anyone else knew what it was or even noticed it, but I told my mistress-" Mrei starts and Doom nods.

"Yes yes and so if I kill you I'll be revealed, but again nothing is stopping me from just putting the mark on you as well," Doom counters approaching and towering over the small woman.

"Nothing is and to be honest, go ahead. I am expendable, but there's also no reason for you to do so. I'm on your side. My mistress and I potentially want to help you," she continues and Doom hesitates.

"Oh I see this isn't a shakedown, this is a proposition," Doom notes with a mild smile.

"Indeed. My Mistress wishes to meet you. She believes there is much you and she can offer each other," Mrei explains.

"By any chance is your mistress a Kitsune?" Doom asks, playing a hunch.

"You know of her?" Mrei asks, sounding shocked and Doom grins.

"Of course. I make it a point to know all the major players. You can tell your mistress I'd love to meet and work with her," Doom says and then suddenly places a hand on Mrei's head. "One other thing though," he says and Mrei looks confused.

"What are y-" she starts before Doom suddenly twists her around and slams her face down on the bed. She cries out in shock. Doom wastes no time tearing off the skirt and the pair of simple white panties underneath revealing a bright red anus and cunt. She squeals as he forms a cock and forces it into her tight, but plush ass. Her hands grip the bed sheets as she tries to scream for him to stop, but he simply mashes her face into the bed to muffle her as he starts to pound into her ass. Each thrust pushes his cock a full third of the way into her body, luckily she's made for such rough usage and it doesn't cause her any internal injury, though it is still massively unpleasant to be filled so full.

Her muffled cries and groans echo from the bed's surface as he pounds into her. Each thrust of his hips against her large ass making them bounce and ripple and slowly turn a swollen painful red from the hard slap of his form against hers. After a short time he finishes filling her ass with his cum and as he pulls out he casts a rock dart, which punches into her distended anus blocking it. He uses his thumb to **** it in deeper just in case, "you don't take that out until you've returned to your Mistress and you tell her that I don't appreciate being played with," he says and Mrei shudders feeling the cum trapped inside of her. Her body aching and her ass stinging. She grabs for her panties and skirt, but Doom grabs the panties. "I'm keeping these as well," he says and she glares at him, but seeing his own returned stare she looks away.

He watches her as she leaves his room, shamed and broken. He wondered momentarily if this was a bad idea. Orchid might take that as an insult, regardless it was fun and he hated the smug look on the imp's face as she talked to him.

Once she was gone he laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling, he closed his eyes and then he was standing in the void again. Melanoche and Carnachias were standing before him, "I thought so," he said and then growled.

"I have defeated Alkadabuki, I defeated Leraje, I have done plenty of things that should have earned me great rewards and yet I haven't leveled up since I killed Albus, what's happening?" he asks.

"Don't blame me, it was Mel's idea," Carnachias answered immediately and Melanoche sighed.

"You've been so impressive fighting against such odds with so little power, I'll admit I was mostly just wanting to see how far you can go like this. So, I've halted your experience gain," she explains.

"Are you insane. I can't keep this up! I need more power!" Doom roars and Melanoche raises a hand.

"Calm down... The experience you've gained up until now isn't gone, just... Sealed away. You'll get it, eventually. There's just one more task I want you to complete as you are now and then all that power will be yours," she explains.

"What is this task?" Doom asks, trying his best to soothe his anger.

"There's a big dicked lizard coming to fuck Reala's tight little ass and take her throne. He's intending to claim the entirety of the Dark for himself and he has the juice to do it, especially now that Leraje is out of the way. You fuck him before he fucks you and you get all the power," Carnachias pipes in and Melanoche hesitates, casting an annoyed glare at her sister before nodding.

"In general yes. The last remaining member of one of the older Dragon clans, before the Ruya family ruled the dragons intends to take dominion. Unlike you he's not intelligent at all, but he's strong and he's rallied all the dragons behind him. He intends to just march right in, kill anyone in his path and take the throne. Will you be able to find a way to beat him even though his power dwarfs yours? We'll see. I look forward to your work, my champion," Melanoche explains and then Doom wakes back up in his bed. He puts his head in his hands and screams in anger.

"Okay... Meeting with Orchid, Marriage to Reala and have to deal with some pissed off Dragon asshole now all without getting any stronger. If I told Reala the Dark Goddesses warned me about the dragon would she believe me? I don't know... I doubt most of these people have even heard from either of the goddesses in years... If I announce it after the marriage it might lend me some legitimacy or make me seem like a fraud, either way though that might be too late, those bitches didn't give me a time frame for when he's coming!" Doom worries internally and then sighs. "Okay... Wait. Get in contact with my allies. I can have Cara be on the lookout for this dragon... I can plan something and stopping another coup would definitely help me cement my power... I just need to figure out how..." he decides as he looks out the window and sees the sun is up, he had slept through the night and it was the next day.