Once the dancing starts

"We wait until dinner is finished and everyone starts dancing. That should give them all enough time to get drunk enough to lower so inhibitions. I'll spread some pheromones as well, make sure everyone is good and horny. Now hide, and try not to be too loud while you're fucking yourselves," Aiden said, knowing people would start showing up soon.

"Aww, how did you know that's what I was going to do?" Kaitlyn whined, her pale hand already inching towards her wet cunt. Aiden scoffed and walked towards the head of the room.

"You have at least two hours to waste before we can get started, what else would you do?"

"He's got a point," Lilith said, chuckling. The four demons quickly hid themselves and got comfortable, waiting until the time was right.

Aiden decided to reevaluate his abilities in the mean time, idly keeping an eye on the growing number of people in the reception hall. He could, of course, manipulate the virus in his body, altering himself to no end. He could spread the virus easily, only requiring the victim to come into contact with some form of his bodily fluids in any way, though he definitely preferred using cum. He could then control the transformation of the infected person to an equally limitless degree, even able to overwrite an infected's changes if he wanted, though he'd have to infect them with the new strain himself. With a person's transformation, a sort of mental bond seemed to form, giving Aiden the ability to keep tabs on the location of any infected, though he couldn't do much better than a general direction unless he really focused.

He also had growing mental control over the hordes, able to communicate telepathically with anyone transformed by the virus at range, which was only growing. It turned out he could **** an infected into complete servitude at short range as well, something he found out when he mentally ordered Grace to cum and she immediately went from mildly aroused to squirting orgasm. Another quick command to remain entirely silent and stay still was all that kept her from collapsing to the ground in a moaning heap. He had the same level of control with some of the more brainless infected at longer range, like the parasites and the 'mindfucked', how he was beginning to think of the hotel staff that had their brains flooded with his cum. He was able to control them easily as long as they were on the first couple floors of the hotel, though he could feel that range growing slowly as well.

All of that, combined with his ability to excrete a variety of pheromones to influence mood and mental awareness, rapid healing to the point of invulnerability, monstrous strength, and unlimited sexual desire and stamina, really did make Aiden feel like the lord of the virus.

Satisfied that he had a solid grip on his abilities, Aiden started paying closer attention to the party, which was in full swing now. The wedding party had arrived some time ago, the groom appearing to be a skinny and somewhat shorter black haired man with glasses. The bride seemed like a good match for him, a small woman with dark blonde hair. Her only stand out feature was her breasts, which seemed larger than they really were due to her small frame. Their friends and family surrounded them and filled the room, chatting and eating the fancy dinner the hotel had prepared. Unfortunately, the cooks Aiden had infected weren't the ones in charge of making the meal, making it impossible to thoroughly infect the food ahead of time, though he was far from concerned. He had been pumping doses of pheromones out over the course of the couple hours he had been waiting, steadily saturating the room and ensuring everyone would be at least a little aroused.

Aiden patiently passed the time by communicating with the three demonesses lurking around the room and watching the people at the reception, imagining what each of them would look like once they were transformed by the virus. He had decided to not impose his will on any of them when they changed, allowing them all to transform on their own, though it was tempting to twist a few of the women to his whims. Plenty of time for that later, he reasoned, filing the ideas away for future use.

At long last, dinner ended and the dancing started, first the traditional dance between the bride and groom, followed by everyone else joining in. The DJ was quick to get to some of the more lively songs, giving everyone an opportunity to dance seductively with their partners. Aiden let the dancing go on for another half hour before deciding that the reception was as prepared as it was going to be. Mentally commanding his servants throughout the hotel, he strode out of the curtains and walked purposefully towards the table where the bride and groom were sitting and chatting with some of their friends.