An Awkward Gathering

The Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick was made up of ten floors, the first nearest the surface and the tenth was furthest down. Each one a different environment suiting its Guardian and unrestricted by the physical rules of what should be able to exist beneath the ground. The sixth was a jungle forever shadowed in eternal night whose very center held a colosseum modeled after the Roman one of old. A perfect place for its Guardians to draw forth monsters and beasts to do battle with intruders who would become the entertainment for those in the seats that ringed the vast dirt circle.

Satoru was glad that there was no audience in attendance today for quite a different display was taking place. {Hoho! But wouldn't it be delightful to perform feats of sexual grandeur on this stage, to conquer a worthy woman-take her to such sinful heights of pleasure for all to see- to make her fall and revel in it?}

Er- no, thank you! That wasn't an arousing thought at all! No not at all.

Momonga rested his hands lightly upon the siblings' heads as they pleasured him.

Mare cooed as she ran her tongue along one thrumming vein slowly.

Aura sucked hard on the underside of his glans and then wriggled her tongue against the skin rapidly.

A portal of sickly pink and purple light, shot through with undulating tendrils of inky darkness appeared several meters away from them and a new Guardian stepped through. Her voice was full of satisfaction as she eyed them, “My, am I the first?”

Even as Satoru felt an immense drop in his stomach at being caught in such a compromising position by this, for all intents and purposes, stranger, that by now familiar wave of confidence came bubbling back up. He lifted an open hand, “Greetings, Shalltear.”

Neither of the Dark Elves paid any attention to the newcomer and that was no surprise given the amount of Incubus aphrodisiac they'd soaked in through the tongues they kept in near continual contact with his bobbing prick.

Shalltear, a True Vampire and floor Guardian of the second floor in the Great Tomb of Nazarick, curtseyed and upon lifting her head said, “And greetings to you, my lord!” She then approached with a smug smile. As she dropped her parasol, it burst into a great cloud of dark energy in the shape of a thousand fluttering butterflies. She got within a step of Aura's kneeling legs before she shifted and came up along his side, watching the twins lick and suck his cock with interest. “You have them in their proper place. As expected of the greatest of our creators.”

Satoru was immediately discomforted by the Guardian's manner, her intriguing perfume filling his nostrils, and all of his worries about potential insurrection were brought to life in the form of this one person. He struggled to recall any details of this NPC's bio. He had nothing. Before it had been fluff and mostly pointless, now it could mean she was the type to secretly be planning his downfall! Not to mention he found her whole demeanor vaguely off putting and he really wanted to {push her down to 'her' proper place!}.

Momonga's hand reached out on its own to clasp Shalltear's hip and press her lightly against his side. The vampire cooed, “Ooh!” and let herself be maneuvered, leaning into him.

Satoru found this situation very {erotic}no, disconcerting. His instinct would have been to put space between him and this powerful being, not hug it closer! Especially while his member was sticking out and being licked! How {arousing}nay, embarrassing! That being said, the incubus was right. This was quite possibly the most erotic situation he'd ever been in, strange and unnerving as the circumstances precipitating it had been. Even having to share the moment with an undead vampiress couldn't really ruin this.

Aura squeezed her hands tighter around the absurdly sized meat-stick of demonic flesh thrusting out from his crotch, sucking hard on the underside as she wriggled her tongue against the skin. He felt his hand settle on Mare's head, fingers threading into her golden locks as she slowly kissed his testicles as she cradled them in both of her small hands.

“Why aren't you taking him into your mouth, hmmm? What's wrong? Is my lord's grand phallus too much for you to handle?” said Shalltear. Satoru inwardly groaned, suddenly recalling that this NPC was created by Pelucino-san- he who often stated proudly, 'H-Games are my life.' Not good! {No, very good!} A hand slipped lower on Shalltear's back.

Aura's hands kept up long strokes upon his shaft even as her head darted upwards towards the other Guardian with narrowed eyes and a confident smirk, “Momonga-sama trusts me to handle all of my duties which, of course, include stopping intruders from passing through my floor." She retrieved a hand from his cock to play at buffing her fingernails on her shirt before pointedly asking, "Does he trust you anymore?"

The vampire stiffened, her hand resting playfully upon his bare abs clenching tightly before she shrieked, "You wretched little he-she-thing! How dare you impugn my-"

"Thing?! A stinking rotting corpse calls me a thing?"

"What nonsense are you speaking about intruders? Hallucinations from smoking Umbrial's wicked weeds, I'm sure-"

"You rushed up here to be first-using forbidden portal-but took time to stuff your chest for what? To distract our lord from your complete failure?"

Now Shalltear began to flail around, half shrieking with outrage, "Wha! Wha! Why you-" Her hands went to her chest before even more rage takes over and Satoru can't help but feel ever growing dismay and alarm, especially as the vampire's face takes on a particularly inhuman cast, "You dare accuse me?! Me? Of failing my commandments from the Supreme Beings! Lies! Hateful- wretched awful lies!"

"Ah." Momonga uttered as he raised a hand. He had been quite unsure of what to do, feeling anxious and out of his depth. He was rather surprised at the quick quieting down of the vampire as all three sets of eyes moved to him solicitously, "Nazarick was invaded. The two invaders reached the sixth floor and were defeated by Aura-san and Mare-san."

Shalltear looked stricken to hear this, confusion, alarm, and powerful dismay wafting from her like a deep miasma, "How- It--not pos- but no one has-"

A deep voice rumbled from a few meters away, "Troubling. Most troubling. I would swear that no enemy has invaded my floor but Momonga-sama's words cannot be wrong..."

As Satoru turned to look and saw that yet another Guardian had joined them and he was again caught with his penis erect and being tended to by two elves who were surely much much older than him by game lore but looked younger, he felt like crawling inside his own belly button and hiding. This time it was even another guy! Even if the man was huge and looked nothing like a man so much as a cold icy devil/mantis monster....

Cocytus - "The Ice Ruler" Guardian of the glacier filled Fifth Floor of Nazarick

"Cocytus, you came." Satoru stated somewhat dumbly as he was suddenly struck with an even more alarming thought. With both Guardians not remembering, the mental influence of the Wood Elf Hypnotist was now proven. His stomach went for a long drop as he recalled letting Shalltear get up right next to him despite his earlier unease. Even now she was somewhere behind him acting quite distraught. He didn't turn his head nor did he summon an un-sentient golem as he suddenly itched to do. /Show the trust you do not feel and you will earn theirs/ Meaning he shouldn't start acting like he didn't trust anybody so as not to make any cracks in their belief in his right to rule. Thanks, Sun Tzu. But it doesn't help if they really are out to get me!

"Oh. Oh that's nice! So good. I can't believe you fit the head in that tiny mouth!" His mouth suddenly declared and Satoru inwardly warbled at saying such an absurd thing in front of his subordinates even as Aura sent a triumphant glance at Shalltear around her widely spread jaw-practically unhinged mouth. He supposed that standing here with his most vital parts exposed and saying such embarrassing things was one way of displaying trust... Not one he would have chose but...

Two more Guardians arrived and Satoru really thought he should be putting his member {inside their hot little mouths as well} -away.

Umbrial, the Guardian of the first floor, looked confused as she stared at where Aura and Mare slurped, stroked, and kissed with ever increasing fervor and lust. "Is that a game? Because truly shouldn't they be using their lower bodies for that?"

She watched through heavily lidded and thoroughly unnerving eyes of black and deep violet, no whites at all. Her elfin face was one of innocent beauty and her ears were long and pointed, sticking straight out from her thick purple tresses. Her porcelain skinned body was slender, though her chest was the exception as it thrust out to jiggle wildly with her every gentle step, barely covered at all by the thin gauzy flower accented dress she wore. Her fairy wings gave away something of her nature, belying her soft demeanor giving the impression of blades in sharp crystalline toxic purple and acidic green. As she came to a stop nearby, the dirt of the arena about her delicate bare feet erupted with shoots of verdant green grass, brilliantly colored flowers, and fat vibrantly shaded mushrooms.

The Guardian of the third floor: Aislin/Capri/Levi, spoke up though the lips on the face he could see did not move, "Ha! Its called a double blowjob, you silly bimbo, and its definitely a fun game! Yum! Let me get some! Show you how it's done."

Aislin's passive face frowned slightly and one of her golden furred mouse-like ears twitched, "This is not an appropriate time for such frivolities." Her eyes, one pale sapphire one vivid ruby, focused on Momonga and she bowed low enough to direct the twisted horns on the back of her head towards him, one shaded dark the other light. "My lord, I answer your call and await your instructions."

Despite the situation, it was hard not for Satoru not to squee a little bit inside at seeing this particular NPC brought to life. And it had nothing to do with the fact that she was a sexy beast girl with big anime sized boobs! He'd created her as a bet with Pelucino-san, had trained her up from a common mob, a Chimera, into one of Nazarick's strongest frontline fighters. Satoru had a distinctly weird feeling about her here- like the [imminently fuckable!} daughter he didn't have was standing here watching him get his penis sucked.