95 Who knows if around the corner, lurks a...

" Why don't you want me anymore... ".

Ramiel felt like shooting himself in the head. He had a general idea of what the problem was, but he preferred to make sure.

" Who told you such foolishness? "

In Ramiel's mind, a narrow circle of suspects emerged. After a meticulous selection, he chose three characters. Avi, Asme, and Seraphine.

No, Seraphine is innocent, she doesn't care about anything except her research on necromancy and finding a faster way to my death.

That leaves Asme and Avi...

Caera interrupted Ramiel in solving an imaginary puzzle. The man wasn't even close to the truth. He was confirmed in this by the words of the elfess.

Snif

" This - this is you ... ".

The gears, made with the utmost precision, stopped with a rasp in Ramiel's head. His mind stood still, trying to find any logic in Caera's words.

" I did it? " If Caera had turned around, she would have seen two question marks reflected in Ramiel's eyes. The man thought he understood his women to some extent, but apparently, he was fatally mistaken. The logic behind their reasoning was black magic to him... Although, the element of darkness is his favorite.

" Is - Isn't it obvious ? Always - always, you throw yourself at me - me like a wild an - animal ... But n - ow ... your thing - thing, not - not even ge - get up ... ".

The elfess's sky-blue hair trembled and her shoulders shook in Ramiel's embrace. Caera resembled jelly left on the table during an earthquake.

" ... " - Ramiel

Ramiel tried to digest what he had just heard. He would never have come up with the idea that such a trivial reason would cause such a fuss. However, suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, he experienced a daze.

All the dots in his mind came together to form a masterpiece of art.

Caera's self-esteem scrubbed the bottom when she saw Ramiel sleeping alone with Asme, she felt like an unwanted toy thrown away by a child who was bored with it.

The man's behavior, at odds with his daily routine, only reinforced this in her.

A small misunderstanding caused a storm that ravaged the coast of the continent.

This could have been avoided if Ramiel had expressed himself more clearly, or Caera had looked at the bigger picture.

A heavy sigh left Ramiel's parched throat.

" Caera... " Hearing her name, the elfess shuddered.

" Bakkkkaaaa " A look of surprise was painted on Caera's face. Once again, Ramiel used a word from her world that she didn't understand.

"I don't know what's going on in your head, but remember one thing. Unless you do something terrible to me, I will never spurn you and leave you. You are as important to me as Asme, and nothing or no one will change that. "

Ramiel remained silent, trying to guess the elfess' mood. If he could have looked into her face, he would have seen a scarlet blush stretching from her lips to her pointed ears. Fortunately, Caera's face was hidden behind a sky-blue wall of hair, protecting her from the prying eyes of the man.

Thump - Thump

Pleasant warmth spread through her body in a slow rhythm of her heartbeat. Caera felt like a flock of butterflies raging in her stomach, awakened from a prolonged sleep.

" As for my younger friend... " This was an uncomfortable topic for Ramiel. After all, no man likes it when his equipment stops working, and it's even worse when he has to admit it openly. Then, his pride and honor, they take spades in hand and dig their grave.

" Remember my ability to evolve ? "

She wanted to speak, but her voice caught in her throat. The man's confession took away her speech. All she could muster was a gentle nod.

" Just like the goblins, Asme has also undergone an evolution... " Ramiel took a brief pause, recalling the humiliating defeat. Along with it, there was an unpleasant taste of bitterness in his mouth.

" Her new skills are... well, failure isn't enough to describe what happened. She did what she wanted with me and how she wanted. At the end, when I had had enough, she sucked me dry.

Caera burned from the inside as she imagined the scenes from Ramiel's description. The vision of a man begging for mercy seemed extremely tempting.

" Was it that good ? " A faint whisper reached Ramiel's ears. Caera couldn't stand it any longer. Curiosity which was eating her up from the inside like toxic acid melting metal, won out over common sense. She had to get an answer to the question that was bothering her, otherwise, she wouldn't fall asleep.

" In the beginning, it felt great, succubus skills are something else, it can't be described, it has to be experienced. "

" But ? " Caera asked uncertainly.

The corners of Ramiel's mouth twisted in a gentle smile.

Smart girl," he thought

" But, giving up control isn't my style, when the pleasant thrill of experiencing something new went away, I felt bad and uncomfortable. The conflicting sensations of perceived physical pleasure and mental discomfort were killing all the fun. I felt like a newborn baby who was at the mercy of a hungry tiger.

Being dominated isn't my fable. I'd much rather hold fate in my own hands than put it in someone else's. " 

Caera felt happy in spirit. For a moment she was afraid that this might appeal to Ramiel. Although, as she said earlier, the vision of him begging for mercy seemed tempting, she 100 percent preferred it when he was the one doing what he wanted with her and how he wanted. At the very thought of his hand slapping her exposed ass, she got wet. A bit of sticky nectar leaked from between the petals of the pink flower.

Snif Snif

The peculiar scent of the blissful liquid filled Ramiel's lungs. No matter where, no matter when, he would always recognize the distinctive scent of Caera's love juices. The delicate scent of forest flowers, deeply etched in his mind. 

" Caera, it would be better if we stop here... I doubt if you will be satisfied without my little friend after so long. " Ramiel was confident in his abilities, however, he made the women dependent on his sleeping monster.

Without his stone form, which filled the winding corridors of pleasure to perfection, they felt empty and unfulfilled. He was like a cure for the disease that plagued them.

" Fine... " In Caera's words, Ramiel sensed a hint of unfulfilled expectations. Seeing her hunched ears, he felt a strange discomfort, originating on the left side of his chest.

" Sir Caera, how about a little compensation on my part for last night ? "

The elfess's sky-blue hair moved, revealing the seam of her bare collarbone. The piece of skin, soft as silk, caught Ramiel's attention. He could have sworn he could see pulsating veins beneath it.

His thirst immediately intensified, and his calm breathing quickened. A sandstorm carrying with it sulfurous sand haunted him at the least opportune moment. Particles of irritating dust clung to his throat. It drove Ramiel crazy. He was fed up with the thirst stalking him.

Like a tempting devil, an endearing whisper with an angelic voice prompted him to sink his teeth into Caera's exposed collarbone and suck out the life-giving liquid to the last drop.

" Come on. ~ What are you waiting for? ~ I promise you will feel like heaven. ~ Just one step, and I assure you that you will never feel thirsty again. ~ "

The proposal seemed tempting. The vision of eternal peace interested Ramiel. Just one step was enough, and he would be rid of the problem forever.

As if hypnotized, Ramiel leaned over Caera's neck. His snow-white teeth reflected a soft glow, an imitation of moonlight. The image of Caera's shimmering skin was reflected in his eyes. She seemed to him to be his most precious treasure, or rather, what is underneath.

The distance between him and Utopia was shrinking drastically with every passing second. 

Thump - Thump

Ramiel could hear his blood humming in his ears and his body secreting astronomical amounts of dopamine. What he felt now was ten times better than sex.

Before the worst happened, he regained his sanity. Ramiel's sixth sense was pounding a sledgehammer in his head to warn him that something was wrong with her.

A millimeter was missing, and his teeth would have sunk into a sweet-looking piece of cake.

Caera felt Ramiel's hot breath caressing her bare skin. It caused something like an electric charge to travel along her spine. The woman wrongly assumed that this was the beginning of her lover's foreplay.

She had no idea how wrong she was.

Seconds

So much was separating her from her inevitable fate. Less time than it takes to blink your eyelids.

What the fuck was that ?!!!?!! - The man was panting heavily. The events of a few seconds ago were blurred and shrouded in a veil of dark fog. He only remembered brief flashes in which he wanted to throw himself at Caera and rip out her veins alive.

It was the first time he had experienced something so abstract. The desire that took control of the mine terrified him.

Although he didn't remember many things, one thing stuck in his mind. It was an angelic voice that was mesmerizing by its very timbre.

Ramiel was terrified, and afraid of a negligible number of things or people. Resistance to hypnosis or charm isn't defined by intelligence statistics alone. It is an additional factor that influences it. The first fiddle here is the individual's will, the psyche's strength, and the mental barriers that act as an impenetrable wall.

Ramiel has solidly protected himself from all forms of mental magic. The exception is Asme, whom he voluntarily admitted to himself. And here was the real problem.

Who the fuck am I dealing with... 

In the past, Ramiel had downplayed mind magic, considering it to be of a lower order. This took its revenge on him tenfold, teaching him a lesson for life.

Once, he fell victim to an unpleasant incident. A female hunter, whom he had stepped on, caught him in a rather peculiar trap. During the fight, she used hypnosis on him. It came very easily to her. At that time, Ramiel's defenses were pathetic; breaking them was no problem. You can compare it to taking candy from a child.

For a month he became her sex toy, which fulfilled her innermost fetishes. It should be mentioned that the hunter who captured Ramiel was elderly and looked like the bell-ringer of Notre Dame. Not a very pleasant memory, is it ?

Fortunately, she lost her concentration during one of her peaks. Subconsciously, Ramiel seized the opportunity, freeing himself from the bonds of hypnosis. When he regained mental clarity, the hunter met a tragic end.

Ramiel was furious. Blinded by anger, he tore off limb after limb, savoring the screams of agony of the tormented woman, and this was only the beginning.

With four pieces of meat at his disposal, he put them to good use. Her right hand, along with her left leg, took up residence in her anus, while her left hand and right leg were brutally thrust into her little sister.

To this day, he still remembers her wild screams and pleas for mercy. This could be considered a sadistic approach, but it filled him to the brim with joy. He simply enjoyed abusing people he hated to the marrow of his bones. But, he never harmed innocent citizens in this way. He wasn't some fanatic who was excited about killing for fun. He treated it as part of his job.

About his hobby, only the circle of people closest to him knew. For this reason, they prepared a meticulous assassination plan that had to succeed. Otherwise, they knew what awaited them. They trembled with fear at the thought.

Ramiel was creative during torture. He never let his test subjects get bored. Especially if they got under his skin.

Unfortunately, he overdid it that day. He didn't even do half of what was planned, and the woman died of shock. The sight of his own hand touching her beating heart proved to be the final nail in the coffin.

Since then, he has changed his approach. He mastered to perfection the ways to prevent mental attacks and the mechanisms responsible for escaping hypnosis or illusion.

Therefore, he was frightened to the marrow of his bones when he heard the whisper of a mysterious entity.

He wasn't quite sure what it was. His soul could always play tricks on him... It was a flimsy excuse, but he decided to stick with it. 

If it's only nine days, then somehow... I'll manage.

" What - what do you mean ? " A squeaky voice filled with anticipation forced Ramiel back to reality.

There, Caera rubbed her thighs together, trying to get rid of a nagging itch in her private parts. 

It took Ramiel a long moment, remembering where he left off. After all, he had been on guard against the mysterious intruder the whole time.

" What do you say to doing '' THIS '' ? Since you asked me so much, I think I can agree. "

A stream of steam exploded from Caera's ears, as if from a steam locomotive. Once she had proposed something hardcore, something the current me would never have said. At the mere mention of "THAT" she felt herself getting hot.

At times like that, she wished the switch in her head would flip and activate the bravado mode of Caera, whose only desire is the attention and gratification of Ramiel's desires.

" Remember, it will be just the two of us... As punishment, we can tie Asme up and make her watch. I think for a pervert like her, this is the harshest punishment. "

Caera lost herself in the muttering voice above her ear. A little more, and she will reach the top without anyone's help.

" Pu- punishment ? "

" Mhm... She should be punished for breaking your silent pact. "

Ramiel gently bit his exposed earlobe. Before he knew it, the third floor of the dungeon was filled with a penetrating moan.

Caera impetuously fell on top of Ramiel. Her legs became like cotton wool, and a puddle of her love juices appeared beneath them. Despite the man's lack of direct intervention, Caera felt satisfied. Temporarily, her lust was satisfied.

" How - How did you know... " With the remnants of her strength she howled.

" Sarron told me. If you want your secrets, watch out for this little nemesis. "

After a moment's thought, Ramiel added. " Or at least warn him that it's a secret. I'm ashamed to admit it, but he'll listen to you more than to me... "

Caera spent the rest of the day in Ramiel's arms, listening to legends and myths from his previous world.

(A/N Avi's dress from the first chapters)