"Sorry." Emily pulled her face away. "I will find a new face later…. So that you can feel my lips."
"Is your face really can't recover to how it was?"
She shook her head. "No, my lord. This is not a wound anymore. My face is completely gone."
I shrugged. "Well, you can use my skin, but then you beco masculine."
"The facial skin will adjust to my skull, so it won't be a problem…. However, no. This eye alone is enough, your lord."
"My face will grow again…."
"No." She cut off. "I don't want you to sacrifice yourself again for . It's enough."
I helped her up and changed my position, making her lean against the wall. "Then let do sothing special for you."
"With my hideous appearance like this?"
"I don't care .." My hands began to move to her waist. "May I?"
For the umpteenth ti, she fell silent before finally nodding. I started to take off this supre undead's bodysuit, the only garnt that wrapped her body.
"If I knew it would turn out like this, I wouldn't have to put my clothes back on after a shower." She turned her face away as I lowered her black outfit. Maybe under normal conditions, her face will turn red.
"Are you cold?" I asked when I found her trembling slightly after becoming completely naked. "We can change places if you want."
"I told you, cold won't bother ." She replied in a stiff tone. "So, this is okay…. I'm just a little nervous."
"Okay then." I started squeezing her breasts, which were also cold. They fit my hands perfectly, making want to squeeze them harder.
"Please be gentle." She winced as I slightly pinched her nipples. "This is my first ti."
Well, this ca as a surprise to . After all, she was the first to take the initiative to kiss .
"Relax," I assure her, starting to move my hand to her waist, which feels smooth but again without warmth.
She whimpered as I touched the center of her genital.
"I hope your two succubi don't find out about this." She gulped.
"You talk a lot, don't you?" I chuckled, bringing my face closer to her chest. "They will not mind this. They know my position as a demon lord."
"Huh, you really…." Her words were cut short when I gently sucked her nipples. I fiddled with my tongue, licking the part to stimulate it further.
And while doing that, I took off my pants. The woman flinched again, only glancing at my manhood.
I then stood up, and she looked resigned, still looking the other way. As my desire beca intense, I connected my private thing to hers, triggering a muffled moan to escape her mouth.
With her deep yet feminine tone, I feel like I'm hearing a passionate song that's different from usual.
And there is one that I noticed from her. She was more passive, barely moving, allowing to take the lead. So, I continued to move my hips back and forth with increasing intensity, enjoying the sensation of her feminine part wall.
Yes, the sensation I get is without any warmth at all. However, it continues to push my lust to the top.
I lifted her right leg as high as possible so that her genitals were exposed, making it easier for to enjoy it more.
"My lord..." Her moans weren't as intense as Phisovia's or Xenora's. Her expression was also invisible because her face was covered in bandages. Even so, I know that she is enjoying all of this.
The harder I do this, the heavier her breath gets, and the ecstatic feeling keeps filling my head.
Great. You're different from those succubi, but that doesn't an you're inferior to them, Emily. Your tight feminine crown is enough to please .
Her moans turned long. I also felt like I was about to reach a climax. And finally, her genitals sprayed a liquid that was also cold. Even so, that didn't stop from filling her womb with my own, giving a peak of sensation that can't be described in words.
And I felt sothing else in the shaft of my manhood. Sothing thicker.
When I looked down, I found blackish blood on it.
Damn, she really is a virgin.
***
We were both lying on the boulder, looking up at the starry sky while still undressed. My manhood still wants it, but I'm holding back because it's her first ti.
"How is it, my lord?" She covers her chest and feminine part. "How does a dead vagina feel?"
I slapped my forehead, not expecting to be asked that question. Emily's sense of humor is dark, even to . "Well, I'd say the sensation is quite different."
Well, I was pretty surprised at myself for giving her that answer.
"I hope that's enough for you." She sighed.
"The question is, is that enough for you?"
"Well, that's more than enough for ." She answered quietly. "Finally, I can feel the living thing enter ."
Please, stop the joke, Emily. I feel bad laughing at such dark things.
"So." I cleared my throat. "You haven't finished telling about your past, Emily."
"That's right." She turned her head to . "I haven't told you about why I guard that cave."
The supre undead general changed into a sitting position. "The thing is, my late master has a strange goal. She created a place that will continue to give the best weapons to those who deserve them. And she plans it to continue until the end of ti. Well, even now, I don't know why she has that absurd wish."
"Ah, that's why she created necromancy?"
"That's right, my lord." Emily continued. "At first, she intended to guard the cave. She had prepared it long ago."
"So, she continues to experint to find a thod of resurrecting corpses, but with certainty that their minds are intact? Is that so she can resurrect herself later?" I asked again. "So she can guard the cave until the end of ti?"
"She never managed to do it."
I sat down next to her, running the back of my finger against the soft skin of her arm. "And after she died, it was you who practiced necromancy to resurrect her?"
Emily's eyes began to moisten with tears. With a hoarse voice, she answered. "I even preserved her body…. Unfortunately, I can only use basic necromancy…. Every corpse I resurrect, not all of them still have consciousness."
She took a deep breath. "And it all ended when my master's body disappeared for no apparent reason."
"I'm sorry to hear that." I can't imagine how Emily felt at that mont. She had struggled for years and was not getting the results she wanted.
"I kept looking for her, but to no avail." A bitter laugh slid from her mouth. "So, I think enough is enough. I decided to continue my late master's wish: beco the guardian of the undead cave, testing those who ca to give them weapons…. Until Ritor ruins everything."
I sighed. "Forgive that idiot."
"It's okay." She looked up at the sky again. "Without his idiotness, I wouldn't have t you…. I will be stuck there forever."
I gently rubbed her bare back. "How does it feel to be on guard there?"
"Quiet. So of the corpses I resurrected did have consciousness, but they beca mindless over ti." She laughed bitterly again. "And as ti goes on, fewer people co there."
"Well, that's because people misunderstood what you wrote about that place hint. The words well and cave are very similar in the old way of writing." I explained. "And over the centuries, people have concluded that the entrance to that place is a cave, not a well."
"Oh, that's why." She took a deep breath. "Shit. I don't have eyelids, so I can't cry."
Is that a dark joke too?
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