As Neko continued to huff and meow, trying to protest against being called a slut, Lilith leaned over him, explaining the intricacies of castle politics.
"You have to understand one thing: Elizabeth is very jealous and, at times, downright childish. She simply wanted to brutally show you that she is my wife, and you... you are just a toy. She wanted you to know your place in the chain."
Neko purred low and snorted with irritation, nodding twice. "Meow, meow!"
Lilith let out a pearly laugh, seeing that the boy agreed with her assessment of the vampiress's character.
"Yes, she's incredibly childish, isn't she?" she repeated, an expression of pure, deep adoration appearing on her face. "But that's exactly what I love most about her. She's truly sweet when she tries so hard to mark her territory."
Neko fell silent, seeing this soft expression, which was atypical for the Demon Queen. He realized that their bond was something more than just sex and desire. Lilith sighed heavily, stretching in her chair, and suddenly, without any warning, set Neko back down on the floor.
"Enough of a good thing. Time to get back to work. The state won't run itself," she said, donning the mask of a stern ruler once more.
She reached for her pen and fixed her gaze on the unfinished report. Neko, feeling the drying fluids on his face and the weight of his task, looked at her legs, which were spread wide once again. He knew Elizabeth's "reward" was still there, somehow magically renewing itself indefinitely.
With a sigh that turned into a quiet purr, Neko knelt on the pillow again and set to his "work," methodically licking Lilith's shimmering skin.
***
Elizabeth closed the heavy oak doors behind her, the echo of their slamming carrying through the empty corridor. She snorted under her breath, feeling a sudden prick of irritation at the thought of that pink-haired kitten staying there, under the desk, enjoying Lilith's closeness while she had to leave her beloved wife to attend to dull, yet bloody, duties.
He's the one spending time with her now, while I have to deal with stupid politics and sowing chaos, she thought, furrowing her brow.
However, after a moment, her expression softened. She sighed deeply, and a faint, appreciative smile bloomed on her lips.
"Maybe that kitten won't be so bad after all..." she muttered to herself.
She realized that, for the first time, she had managed to soothe Lilith so easily and quickly when the Queen was having a "black day." Normally, it would have cost her hours of effort, plenty of "physical exertion," and a mountain of patience to make the Queen stop radiating coldness and aggression. Neko's presence had acted as the perfect lightning rod, giving Lilith an outlet for her frustration.
Elizabeth marched confidently through the castle corridors. Every maid, servant, or guard she passed instantly paled with terror. The sight of the tall vampiress in shimmering latex, radiating an aura of pure, bloody power, made people nearly fall on their faces.
"M-Mistress Elizabeth!" they stammered, dropping abruptly to the marble floor.
Elizabeth passed them without a word, not even deigning to give them a glance. Her thoughts were already far beyond the castle walls. As she stepped out the gargantuan gates, the sun blinded her - though for a vampiress of her class, it was merely a minor inconvenience.
An armed caravan waited before the entrance - a line of black carriages and elite riders. Scarlet stood by the main vehicle, looking impeccable in her elegant shirt, though her posture betrayed immense tension.
"Finished your business?" Scarlet asked as soon as Elizabeth drew near. Her ruby eyes burned with impatience.
Elizabeth nodded slowly, adjusting the cuff of her latex sleeve.
"In that case, let's go," Scarlet clipped, not waiting for further explanations. "We have no time to lose. Vesperia waits, and my patience was exhausted long ago."
Scarlet entered the carriage first, moving with predatory grace. Elizabeth smiled slightly, seeing her friend in such a hurry - she knew that beneath that elegant mask, Scarlet was seething with a thirst for vengeance. She followed her in, and the heavy carriage door closed with a dull thud.
A moment later, the caravan took off at a gallop, leaving the demon capital and heading straight for the city of Vesperia.
***
Elene left the Regeneration Chamber with a noticeably lighter step. Although her skin was still pale, the blue frost that had previously bound her internals had been completely dissipated by the healing mist. As she walked through the corridor, two maids immediately stopped their work, following her with their eyes and offering deep bows.
Elene, having regained her cold dignity, merely twitched the corner of her mouth in a gesture of dismissal and moved on. As soon as the Succubus vanished around the corner, Kaelia - the black-haired girl with the long ponytail - glanced at her companion, Lira.
Lira stood out from the rest of the staff; she had a short, almost predatory hairstyle, and her wrists were adorned with heavy silver bracelets. Most striking, however, was a detail beneath her maid's uniform - at the nipples, the fabric strained over two strange metal rings that pulsed with a faint, rhythmic light.
"See? I told you she could barely stand on her feet," Kaelia whispered, leaning against the counter.
Lira nodded, her voice carrying a hint of shy disbelief. "I wonder what really happened... Do you think Queen Lilith did that to her? Or did Elizabeth go too overboard with 'play' again?"
"Elizabeth? No way," Kaelia snorted. "From what I've heard, they're friends. Elizabeth wouldn't freeze her like that. It had to be Lilith... Or they both flew into a rage at once."
The girls began competing to come up with increasingly spicy scenarios, analyzing the relationships at the top of the castle's power structure - something they would never dare do in front of Elene herself. Suddenly, Lira let out a loud squeal, nearly jumping in place. She clutched her breasts with both hands, furrowing her brow in pain.
Kaelia, instead of helping, burst into a loud, pearly laugh at the sight of her friend's contorted face.
"Stop laughing! It's not funny at all!" Lira hissed, trying to control her body's trembling.
Kaelia pointed a finger at her chest, still doubling over with laughter. "You shouldn't have been so distracted during the morning shift, then you wouldn't be getting hit by the [Pleasurable Mark Pulse]!"
Lira threw her a murderous look, though she was still breathing heavily. "It's not my fault!" she pointed accusingly at Kaelia. "You're the reason this happened! You screwed up the calibration of that device in the back, and the punishment fell on me because I was at the console when the system logged the error!"
Kaelia immediately put on an "innocent" face, though her amused eyes and wide grin said otherwise. As the more eccentric and confident of the duo, she loved teasing Lira.
"Alright, alright... Maybe I didn't look closely at the settings. My bad, sorry," Kaelia said, waving her hand as if it were spilled milk.
"In that case, go to Mistress Vina right now, confess, and take this punishment yourself!" Lira exploded, feeling another tingle in her breasts.
Kaelia shook her head violently, her ponytail dancing in the air. "Not a chance! I hate that damn thing; that device is way too brutal!"
Lira wanted to retort, but her voice turned into another, even louder squeal. Her whole body arched slightly as the metal rings beneath the fabric sent a strong electric impulse straight through her. Kaelia burst into laughter again, and Lira, despite the pain, couldn't contain her frustration at seeing her friend enjoying herself at her expense.
***
A moment of relative peace settled in Lilith's office, broken only by the rhythmic lapping and quiet purring coming from beneath the desk.
The Demon Queen set down her pen, straightening her back and stretching lazily. Her spine popped quietly, and she felt the tension of the last few hours slowly leave her.
Lilith glanced at the stack of documents to her left. To her gargantuan surprise, the mountain of paper that had seemed insurmountable this morning had almost completely vanished. Thanks to the "stimulation" Neko provided, her mind was working at peak capacity, allowing for the lightning-fast resolution of Pandemonium's administrative problems.
"Who would have thought such a little, smeared kitten would turn out to be such an effective cure for bureaucracy," she muttered to herself, smiling.
She looked down, spreading her legs even wider. She could see the top of Neko's head and his pink hair, which was now wet and matted. She felt that Elizabeth's essence, which had previously filled her, had been almost entirely "cleaned out." Neko worked without rest, and his devotion made Lilith feel a new wave of warmth spreading through her lower abdomen.
Lilith placed her hand on Neko's head, gently stroking the tangled locks. In response, the boy let out a deep, vibrating purr that she felt directly inside her femininity. This touch made Neko instinctively accelerate.
During those few hours spent under the desk, Neko - driven by both instinct and desperation - had slowly begun to understand his Mistress's anatomy. He stopped licking chaotically. Now, his movements were precise and purposeful.
Neko used the tip of his now slightly rough tongue to rhythmically strike the very core of her pleasure. When he felt Lilith stiffen, he changed techniques to long, wet strokes along the labia, collecting every drop of juice. He slid his tongue as deep as he could, scooping out what remained inside, while simultaneously massaging Lilith's internal walls with the strength only his tongue allowed.
Lilith gripped the edge of the desk. Her breathing became jagged, and her eyes clouded with desire. "Yes... right there, sweetie..." she whispered, tilting her head back.
Neko, sensing Lilith was on the very edge, did not slow down. He focused all his attention on the most sensitive point, working his tongue at a frantic yet controlled pace. The vibrations of his purring merged with the heat of her body.
Suddenly, Lilith let out a loud, prolonged moan that echoed through the office. Her body was rocked by a powerful orgasm, much stronger than the previous ones. She thrust her hips forward, nearly pinning Neko's face to her cleft, while another cascade of juices flooded his mouth.
As the wave of bliss slowly began to recede, Lilith slumped against the back of her chair, panting heavily. Her hand still rested on Neko's head, but now her touch was full of authentic appreciation.
"Oh..." she sighed, smiling lightly at the ceiling. "You're getting better and better at licking pussy, kitten. Truly... you're making progress I didn't think you were capable of."
Neko, with his tongue still out and his face glistening with her fluids, looked up, squinting from exhaustion but also a strange sense of pride.