Very Loyal Guardians

Forty-five minutes had passed and Satoru had accomplished many things. He’d confirmed the functionality of his summoned golems, that they would obey him without question and without apparent sentience. This was good as it meant he had some insurance against the possibility of the guardians turning against him.

Not that it seemed like there was an issue with the loyalty of those he’d encountered so far. Given that they were acting like real people with their own thoughts, initiative, and feelings; it was possible they were just acting loyal but if his ability to sense their emotions was accurate then their loyalty and obedience were heartfelt.

Still, it was possible that his own actions- his quite likely failure to live up to their expectations could give rise to rebellion. This was why he had Aura re-summon her Dragon-type monsters and experimented with various spells upon them. He destroyed them easily and now Aura and Mare had first-hand experience with his power- that making an enemy of him would be a very stupid thing to do. His reputation was… solid.

Players. Foolishly the two Player-Characters Aura had defeated had initially filled him with a kind of pride as he recalled his earlier melancholy about the fate of Ainz Ooal Gown with Yggdrssl shutting down. That someone had thought to test their mettle against the grand dungeon he and his companions had built in the final moments of the game had briefly buoyed his emotions. Then came the consternation as the dark possibilities of their presence here presented themselves.

Were they people from the real world like him? Would the way they reacted to him and the guardians if allowed to speak break the spell of loyalty he had over the very dangerous beings that were his guardians- beings who for the most part were aligned as Evil with a capital E? Did that matter? Did his morals as a member of society allow him to do any other action than wake them up and present the truth of their situation? Not to mention wouldn’t it be nice to not be so lonely?

But there was also the possibility that they were now righteous hero characters made manifest in this world much like his guardians. No original gamer personalities resident at all. In that scenario, they would no doubt fight him with their dying breath and being both level 100 they could be a threat if only a slight one given his superiority in numbers. That the Wood-Elf had a full 15 levels in the Hypnotist class especially underlined her threat as the possibility of his guardians loyalty being turned greatly heightened with her free to act and speak.

No, he felt firmly that the only appropriate action was to secure them somewhere out of the way while he ensured his organization and base were in hand. He would attend to them after he saw to his subordinate guardians, they being the greatest threat to him at this moment, closely followed by the threat of outside actors from beyond the dungeon.

As the battle before him came to its inevitable conclusion, Satoru ended his mental deliberation to focus on it.

The huge Primal Wind Elemental was slowly melting and disappearing into thin air. The vortex of violent air, dark smoke, and crackling lightning that it had worn like a living cloak faded fitfully, starting up again in small flurries and discharges but eventually disappearing altogether.

With the disappearance of the Wind Elemental, Momonga had a slight feeling that his dominance over it was also vanishing. Although Primal Wind Elementals had extraordinary destructive power, speed, and natural resistance to physical damage, their own powerful and rapid attacks could be totally ineffective. For someone with high agility like Aura, it's strengths were mitigated.

Normally Aura would have also lost some health while attacking, but since Mare was a druid she did not allow such a thing. In fact, Mare was efficiently using magic during the whole fight to assist Aura by strengthening her or weakening the foe. They were very competent in playing the role of attacker and defender and it could be said that they were a perfect match. At the same time, Momonga also felt the difference between this battle and fighting games. This was a real combat.

“Aura, Mare, come drink up.” he commanded after calling them over and congratulating them.

Aura's eyes widened comically, “Huh? That is too kind of you, Momonga-sama...” (Surprised, Awed, Confused, Excited, Embarrassed, Devoted, Happy, Energized, Dutiful, Attracted, Arous-)

He paid attention to her emotions, wondering if he could truly trust this new sensory apparatus. She was waving her hands, warding off his gesture as her sister shook her head.

“This is a piece of cake.” he assured them, “You are always performing well and this is my thanks.”

“Wow ah-” exclaimed Aura, (Shocked, Amazed, Awed, Gratitude, Shy, Excited, Attracted, Devoted, Happy, Dutiful, Arou-)

“Oh ah!” Mare crooned (Nervous, Confused, Amazed, Awed, Shy, Worried, Worshipful, Devoted, Dutiful)

Their faces were red as they stepped forward to timidly take the cups, “Thank you, Momonga-sama!” cried Aura (Awed, Gratefully, Attracted, Happily, Aroused, Nervously, Devotedly, Dutifully)

“To- to even have Momonga-sama pour me water!” exclaimed Mare (Worshipfully, Awed, Happily, Nervously, Amazed, Embarrassed, Worried, Devotedly, Dutifully).

He was more than a little embarrassed himself by the depth of their reaction and the apparent effect this small gesture had on their emotions. He resolved to pay less attention to his sense of their feelings, if only to stave off this incredible sense of discomfort that was building within him. /Self-confidence flows outward, empowering your subordinates/

Satoru grimaced at the admonishment from Sun Tzu (the name he'd settled on for the frequent mental presence in his head). He watched Aura drink from her cup, holding it with one hand and spilling some drops in her haste. They flowed down her throat to disappear down the collar of her vest {to no doubt roll along the subtle curve of her delicate little tits}. Mare had her cup in both hands and had it carefully pressed at her lips as she took small gulps. {Would she suckle at your glans with such teasing gentleness?}

He inwardly scoffed at the Incubus's commentary, interrupting his thoughts sometimes but other times seeming to actually take over his thoughts as if it were he thinking such inappropriate ideas! Satoru wanted to roll his eyes heavenward as he felt blood begin to surge towards his groin and it disturbed him at the {anticipation} he felt as it did so.

“Want more?” he offered as he noted them finishing their drinks, lifting the [Unlimited Kettle].

Aura shook her head as she bounced lightly on her feet and {look at that tiny little body...the perfect single-handed little cock-sleeve...mmm} “Uh- thank you! I have had enough!!”

Distinctly embarrassed by that last thought, he giggled nervously-{chuckled richly and smoothly spoke as he stepped closer, a debonair smile curving his lips}, “Is that right, Aura? Have you had _enough – to... _sate your thirst?” WHY WAS HE TALKING LIKE THAT?

Fortunately {Not!}, Aura completely missed the intended message despite the Incubus's flirtingly raised eyebrow. Satoru breathed a mental sigh of relief as she chirped, “Nope. I'm totally good, Momonga-sama! Don't trouble yourself about us! Please! Right, Mare?!” She elbowed the other Dark Elf and her sister squeaked and shook her head, “Ah! I've had enough! I don't feel thirsty anymore at all!”

Momonga nodded and took their offered cups, putting them back into his Inventory-very relieved to have avoided that little trap. He had little time to craft his next statement before Aura surged close and abruptly squatted down, roughly grabbing Mare down to her knees as well. “Now that you've taken care of us, let your subordinates take care of you!” cried Aura (Excitedly, Aroused, Attracted, Happily, Devotedly, Dutifully, Nervously, Hopefully, Anxiously)

WOT!

Frozen in shock and indecision, he was even further surprised and bewildered when {he de-equipped his clothing} “Of course, dear Aura. Please... attend to my need. That hot little body of yours has driven me to distraction..”

Aura's reaction to that statement was first an expression of open mouthed wonder but then she was flashing a brilliant smile as she reached out and began stroking his rising member with both of her small hands. Quickly, the shaft swelled to the point where her fingers could no longer wrap around it, the thick, veiny pillar of dark almost purple flesh rising imposingly until it reached over the elves' blonde heads.

Mare was frozen, face showing disbelief and awe at the massive, throbbing flesh-pillar emerging from Momonga's crotch. Despite this, she bit her lips broadcasting her attraction. She gasped and winced as Aura's elbow impacted with her side pointedly, “Hey! Quit doing nothing and serve our master!”

“Now now...” Momonga said, his voice thick with amused satisfaction as he reached down to possessively cup Aura's cheek, “...let dear Mare participate at her own pace. For now I'm quite taken with your enthusiasm, my lovely little elf. Could you show me more, Aura?” Success! Satoru felt some small elation at the Incubus giving in to his desire to spare the **** elf even as he watched his finger slide teasingly across the guardian's lips, telegraphing his desire for more.

Aura flashed a grin like he'd just given her a week vacation, “Yes, Momonga-sama! Watch me closely and enjoy my skills!”

She made a little exultant cry and grabbed his shaft with a double-handed grip, squeezing it tightly and holding it steady in space as she whipped down beneath to drag her tongue from base to tip along the underside, eyes glowing as she traced the veins with the hot, wet muscle. Momonga hissed softly, to which the Dark Elf gave a two fingered V for victory and let out a brief, “Yes!” Then she swirled her tongue around the head energetically, while stroking the shaft rapidly with both hands, her bright eyes staring intently up into his. Mare watched, transfixed by the erotic scene playing out inches from her face.

Aura's lips slid over the head, hard-pressed to engulf the huge prick-helmet, but sealing at the corona, her tongue urgently wriggling and grinding against the tip. She pulled back with a wet, audible pop, and stroked Momonga firmly, turning with a grin to Mare and angling the mammoth member toward the sorcerer, the swollen tower of flesh almost kissing her sister. "Ready to try?"

Mare nodded and swallowed, opening her mouth slightly and leaning in, reaching up to grasp the massive shaft. She jumped at the feeling of the flesh under her fingers, pulsing eagerly, the veins standing out sharply. She gave it a squeeze as much as she was able, her fingers barely cupping one side. She let out a soft sigh and she lifted the head to her lips.

The head of Momonga's cock was glistening with a combination of Aura's saliva and his own pre, but the look on Mare's expressive face seemed to say she'd never seen anything so delicious looking in her life. The Dark Elf leaned in, running her tongue along the underside of the head slowly, circling the corona in a slow, hesitant motion before sealing her lips over the very tip. She held the massive member with both hands, stroking it affectionately as she sucked and lapped at the tip, slowly taking more of the enormous head into her mouth.