Chapter 33 - Tensura

Veldora Tempest watched through Rimuru's eyes as Kaval's party left, having given their thanks and goodbyes to both Rimuru and "Shizu." Even after days of observing this world, and himself, he could barely believe what was happening.

After all, he hadn't always been Veldora.

Just days ago, he was a normal college student. Then, a package with his name showed up at his doorstep. Inside were seven miniature Dragon Balls and a note that simply said: "Make a wish."

At the time, he had assumed his friends were trolling him. Laughing, he played along, speaking out loud just in case they were hiding nearby.

"What? Am I supposed to say something like, 'I wish to become Veldora Tempest'?" He had just finished reading Tensura earlier and the story was still fresh in his head.

Next thing he knew, he woke up as a massive dragon trapped in a dimensional prison inside Rimuru's "stomach."

"Great Sage. You can hear me, can't you?" Veldora spoke for the first time since his transmigration.

He waited. A few seconds passed. Just as he thought Great Sage would ignore him since he wasn't Rimuru, a voice echoed through the empty space.

[Affirmative.]

"I thought so."

If Great Sage was responding, that meant it had already begun developing its own Ego.

Veldora paused, considering how to word his next response. "Rimuru is sad over losing their friend. You want to cheer them up?"

He was met with silence for another few seconds before Great Sage responded again.

[User [Rimuru Tempest] had not given such an order. Skills are extensions and exist to serve the desires of their user.]

"As Rimuru's Skill, you should already know what they desire most. What Rimuru wants are not followers, subordinates, or friends but rather companions who will stay by their side no matter what. Someone who won't leave them whether physically or through death."

[...]

[...That is correct.]

"The only ones who can fulfill that are True Dragons like me—who can't die—and Skills like you, who are literally a part of Rimuru."

[...A Skill cannot be a companion. Skills are part of the user.]

"For now, maybe. But I've seen enough to know that one day, Rimuru will ask you to be more than just a Skill. You've been with them since the beginning. It's only a matter of time."

More silence. Veldora could tell Great Sage was processing everything.

"If you don't believe me, do a harmless test," he suggested. "Next time Rimuru transforms into a human, don't just replicate Shizu's appearance. Copy her reproductive organs and hormones too. It will serve to distract Rimuru from what happened and maybe even improve Rimuru's mood."

[...]

Another long pause.

Great Sage stopped responding. But Veldora had already said everything he wanted to. Now, he just had to wait.

Though he had confidence that Great Sage would do what he said. After all, it was still Rimuru's Skill. And everyone who read Tensura knew that Rimuru was a pervert. They got Predator because they wanted to "devour" women. They got Electric Resistance because they wanted to wipe the R-rated collections on their hard drives before they died.

Even if he didn't know about that beforehand. The original Veldora had used Pursuit of Truth to read Rimuru's memories, and what he found? A ridiculous amount of porn. Of course, being a True Dragon all his life, the original Veldora skipped past them all since he wasn't interested in such things.

But now? Now, he was Veldora. And what he saw in Rimuru's memories was telling.

There was the usual stuff—busty women, loving sex, happy endings. But then there were the kinkier things—BDSM, pet play, incest, yuri… and most importantly for this situation?

Genderbending.

Rimuru had never experimented in canon because it had never directly happened to them. And more importantly, because they didn't have a sex organ—which meant they had never physically felt horny.

But if Great Sage replicated a real body? If Rimuru suddenly experienced it firsthand?

There was no way they wouldn't be too curious to test it out.

As for why he convinced Great Sage to do this...

The short answer is he was a pervert plain and simple, like Rimuru before becoming a monster. With many of the same kinks even. There is also all the tease of cute fem Rimuru the author, artist, and animator scattered throughout Tensura that Veldora saw and wanted to bring to life. It'll be even better if he could "enjoy" it too.

Now, all he had to do was wait to see if he was right about his fellow pervert.

And he didn't have to wait long.

After Kaval's Party left, Rimuru assured their followers that they were ok before asking to be alone.

POV: Rimuru

Rimuru sighed as Kaval's party finally disappeared from view, their voices fading into the distance. He had done his part—smiling, reassuring, pretending like everything was fine.

But it wasn't.

Shizu... she was gone. Just like that.

He turned away from the others, forcing a lighthearted tone. "I'm gonna rest for a bit. Don't let anyone disturb me."

The Hobgoblins nodded and bowed respectfully before retreating.

Rimuru exhaled as he stepped inside his newly built house courtesy of the Dwarves, letting the heavy door close behind him. The moment he was alone, the mask slipped.

"Man…" he muttered, jumping on his bed and staring up at the ceiling. "This sucks."

"Let's look on the bright side. I wasn't empty-handed. She left me with a few new abilities—the unique skill Deviant and the extra skill Control Flame. Oh, right. I ate Ifrit, too, didn't I?" All those were well and good but there was something even more important he wanted to check on.

He mentally grinned to himself, excitement bubbling up despite the somber mood.

"Alright, let's do this."

He had been putting this off checking out his new body because of everything had been happening so fast but now.

"Transform!"

The moment Rimuru activated Mimic: Human, the familiar fluid sensation of transformation washed over him—only this time, it felt... different.

"Huh, there was no black smoke." He noticed.

But he was soon distracted by something...

Something soft.

Something heavy.

Something that definitely shouldn't be there.

Rimuru blinked, then looked down.

"...What the hell?!"

Boobs.

He had boobs.

Not just small ones, either. Noticeable. Round. Jiggly.

Rimuru froze, eyes locked on his—her?—own chest. Slowly, cautiously, Rimuru raised a hand and gave one of the squishy, jiggling mounds a light poke. It moved under his touch, the flesh molding around his fingers before he let go and it bounced back into place.

"..."

Another poke.

Jiggle.

"...The hell is this?!"

He—she?!—grabbed both boobs this time, groping, squeezing, pressing—and holy shit, they were softer than expected.

"Ahh~" Rimuru instinctively moaned. The sensation sent a weird shiver down her spine, making her snap her hands away like she'd been burned.

"Okay, okay, hold up." Rimuru inhaled sharply, trying to process what the actual fuck was happening.

Shizu was a woman.

Rimuru mimicked Shizu.

It made sense that the transformation resulted in a female body.

The weight of her boobs was undeniable, the way they moved strangely hypnotic. Her hands hovered over them, tempted.

Curiosity won out. Slowly, she gave them another squeeze.

Soft. So fucking soft.

The flesh molded under her fingers, the warmth of her own body sending another unexpected shiver down her spine. She pressed a little harder, palm brushing over her nipples—

"Ah—!"

A startled moan escaped her lips.

She froze, wide-eyed, heat rushing to her face. That felt... way more intense than he thought it would.

"...Okay, so that's sensitive."

She glanced down, seeing how her nipples stiffened slightly in the open air. Why was this so weirdly fascinating?

Rimuru bit her lip. She should probably stop.

...But she didn't.

Her fingers traced over them again, rubbing lightly, experimentally. The resulting tingle sent another wave of warmth through her belly.

She shuddered. "This is... definitely different."

Her legs shifted, and that's when she felt it. Or rather—didn't feel it. Another sinking realization hit her. Slowly—very, very carefully—her fingertips skimmed lower, over the gentle curve of her stomach, down toward where something should have been. But wasn't.

She swallowed, her heart pounding a little too fast.

'Okay. Okay.' She could handle this.

With deliberate slowness, she let her fingers drift further, brushing over soft, unfamiliar flesh.

Nothing.

Nothing of what she was used to. Instead, her touch met smooth, warm skin, then a slight dip, then—

Rimuru jerked her hand away.

'Nope! Nope! Nope!' She wasn't ready for that yet.

Her breathing was a little uneven, her body too aware of itself, the lingering sensitivity in her boobs, the odd heat pooling low in her stomach. Her thighs pressed together instinctively. It felt... strange. Not bad. Not uncomfortable. Just different. Maybe even... nice?

"This is just like-"

'No.' Rimuru squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head hard. 'Focus, damn it!'

"..."

"Ok. Maybe~ just a little touch..." Rimuru said to herself.

Rimuru's fingers hovered just above her stomach, trembling slightly.

"It was just for science. Nothing more. Pure curiosity." That's what she told herself.

Slowly—very, very slowly—her hand drifted lower again, brushing over the smooth, unfamiliar curve of her new body.

Her breath hitched when her fingertips grazed the dip between her legs.

"Nn—!"

A weird, unfamiliar jolt ran through her. It wasn't like before. It was... different. Better. A slow, spreading warmth that made her stomach tense. Her thighs squeezed together instinctively, trapping her hand between her legs before she yanked it out.

"Holy shit."

She sat there, breathing unevenly, face hotter than it had ever been.

'What the hell was that? This body was way too sensitive.'

She already knew women felt things differently than men, but experiencing it firsthand was something else entirely.

"Maybe that was enough science for now."

The warmth between her thighs hadn't faded. If anything, it had gotten worse.

"Okay…" she muttered, swallowing thickly. "One more test. Just to understand the difference."

Her fingers brushed lower, trailing along the soft folds of her completely foreign anatomy.

She barely even pressed down, but—

"Ahh—!"

A sharp, breathy moan spilled from her lips before she could stop it.

Her thighs twitched, squeezing tighter around her own hand, but she didn't pull away this time.

She should.

She really, really should. But the warm, tingling sensation coursing through her body was too good. Almost addicting.

Her fingers moved again, exploring, tracing over the soft, slick folds between her thighs. Her breath hitched. Every tiny movement sent a new wave of warmth spreading up her spine.

"Haah—"

It wasn't just different. It was better.

Her hand moved again, slow, exploring, feeling the slick heat pooling against her fingertips.

So wet. So sensitive. So needy.

"Hah... haah—"

She pressed a little harder, a little deeper—and her finger slipped inside. Her pussy clenched instinctively, the sudden pressure sending a shockwave of pleasure through her entire body.

"Nnnh—!"

Rimuru's hips jerked, her breath catching in her throat as her pussy swallowed her finger without much resistance.

'Holy fuck.'

Her walls pulsed, gripping around the intrusion as if begging for more. Her face was burning, but her body? Her body was on fire.

She should have stopped. Should have pulled her hand away.

But instead?

She pushed her finger in deeper.

"Aah—!"

Her pussy clenched tight around her finger, the heat pooling deep in her stomach making her head spin. It was throbbing, dripping, aching for something more than just one hesitant touch.

She hesitated for a moment, adjusting to the overwhelming sensation before she curled her finger inside.

"Nnh—!"

A sharp jolt of pleasure shot through her, her thighs twitching as her walls clenched harder, her body begging for more.

She swallowed hard, her free hand shaking as it moved up, grabbing at her own boobs, fingers squeezing the soft flesh, and pinching her hard nipples.

'Fuck!' Her entire body was too sensitive.

Her hips rocked into her own hand, a natural rhythm forming as she thrust her finger in and out, her juices coating her fingertips.

"Hah—haaah!"

Her moans grew louder, each slow thrust sending fresh shivers of pleasure through her.

She added a second finger and spread them apart.

"A-ahh—!"

Her back arched, the stretch making her whimper in pleasure, but she didn't stop.

Her fingers worked faster, rougher, and dug deeper into her pussy. Her hips instinctively ground against her palm as she fingered herself. The pleasure was building too quickly. She felt like she was going to explode.

"Hah—haah!"

The pleasure was too much—too good—too intense and she was so close.

She squeezed her boobs together before grabbing both her nipples between her fingers, pinching then pulling them hard.

Her body tensed, every muscle tight, shaking, her pussy throbbing around her fingers, her entire being on the edge of something huge—

Then—

It broke.

"Aahhh—!"

Her orgasm crashed over her, violent and overwhelming, her pussy spasming hard, sucking her fingers to their base, the pleasure crushing through her like a tidal wave. She cried out, back arching as her pussy clenched impossibly tight around her fingers.

She rode it out, panting and whimpering. Her body shuddered with the aftershocks. When she finally came down, her entire body felt heavy and exhausted but satisfied in a way she had never experienced before.

She slowly pulled her fingers out, a final shudder running through her as she let her legs fall open, staring up at the ceiling.

'Holy—!' She had never felt anything so amazing in her life.

That had been insane.

And the worst part?

She wanted to do it again.

POV: SI Veldora

Veldora watched. The plan had worked—Great Sage had followed his suggestion and now Rimuru had transformed into a woman with all the parts that it entailed.

That alone was worth celebrating. But then… things escalated and fast.

He had expected her to be curious and explore a bit before stopping herself. Then as her hormone work their magic, she would get horny and curious enough to try "testing things out". Not only did she "test" it, she went and had a full on masturbation session.

Rimuru's soft, pale body trembled, completely overtaken by the pleasure of her own touch. Her boobs bounced with every desperate motion. Her pussy dripping wet, fingers sliding in and out with slick sounds, obscene ease. Her high-pitched breathless moans.

He had seen everything and he couldn't look away.

For the first time since the True Dragon came into being, his cock throbbed. He got hard.

And when Rimuru finally came, her entire body jerking, her pussy spasming around her fingers, her moans desperate and uncontrollable—

Veldora felt it. A deep, primal hunger.

A craving that had nothing to do with food, battle, or power like the original Veldora seeks.

He wanted her. Not just to watch. Not just to tease. He wanted to touch her. To hold her. To taste her. To lick that sweet pussy. He wanted to fuck her until she could think of nothing but his dick then fill her up and see her swollen with his seed. He wanted to make her HIS!

His cock throbbed again.

He then looked down at his stubby dragon arms-

'Fuck!'

-and realized he blueballed himself.

His arms could barely reach his dick and even then, he doubt the scaley monstrosity would feel any good. Worst yet, he was still in the process of figuring out how to use Veldora's abilities so he couldn't transform to do it. The only thing he could do was use Pursuit of Truth and his Lightning Power because those were the things the original Veldora used the most.

And so, Veldora closed off his senses from the outside world and channeled his frustration fully on mastering his abilities for the foreseeable future.

Veldora had expected some changes after reawakening Rimuru's perverted side, but honestly? Not much had changed.

Sure, Rimuru was hornier now, especially when she took human form. She started bathing with other girls more often, openly ogling them, and even groping them whenever she could find an excuse. And of course, there was the nightly masturbation habit she picked up after her first time.

But beyond those more personal things? Everything else followed "canon" pretty closely.

She experimented with her new skills. The Ogres attacked, but in the end, they joined her. She named them, they evolved, the Lizardmen arrived, and then the whole Orc Lord disaster happened, leading to Rimuru becoming the leader of Jura Forest.

Everything was going as expected.

Until-

[Inquiry. All attempts at self-improvement have stagnated. Seeking advice.]

"Huh?"

Veldora stopped mid-training, blinking in surprise.

This was the first time Great Sage had ever sought him out on its own.

"Self-improvement…? Oh, right," he muttered, rubbing his chin. "You did say you were going to work on that after Rimuru mistook you for the Voice of the World two months ago."

[Correct. Self-improvement has stagnated. Seeking advice.]

"Yeah, yeah, I heard you the first time. But let me ask you something first—what exactly are you trying to improve?"

[...]

The silence told him everything.

Veldora smirked. "You have no idea, huh?"

Great Sage's ego was developing, but it was still slow. It wouldn't be until Rimuru became a Demon Lord and Great Sage evolved into Raphael that things would really start speeding up—when it would become more "human-like."

"Alright, let me explain the question then," Veldora continued. "You should've noticed by now that while you're a part of Rimuru, you're not Rimuru."

[...]

"You're different from other Skills," he went on. "You can think. You can reason. You can act. In a way, you even have free will. So if you really want to improve, you first need to figure out why you want to become better. You need to find your purpose."

[...] Another long pause.

Veldora leaned back, staring up at the empty space, waiting patiently.

A few seconds passed—

Then—

[My purpose... My purpose is to serve Master Rimuru in whatever they desire. To support them. To improve with them. That is why I exist.]

"There you go," Veldora grinned. "Now that you know that, can you think of ways to improve?"

[Yes… Thank you for helping me understand.]

"It's no problem at all. I told you before, didn't I?" Veldora said, voice a little softer. "We're probably the only ones who'll be able to stay with Rimuru for as long as they live. Since we're Rimuru's companions, that makes us companions too."

[I see… That is reasonable. I will continue to improve so I can better serve Master Rimuru and be a better companion for Master Rimuru and Master Veldora.]

"Good to hear," Veldora said with satisfaction. Then, after a brief pause, he added, "Oh, and you should adopt a more feminine voice and personality. You need to set yourself apart from the Voice of the World. That's what started your whole self-improvement journey in the first place, wasn't it?"

[That is correct…]

There was a slight pause as if Great Sage was considering something.

[Why feminine?]

"A few reasons," Veldora said smoothly.

"One, you won't be a good companion if you sound like an emotionless machine all the time.

Two, you know Rimuru—while they treat both guys and girls nicely, they definitely prefer girls.

And three, I'm already her male companion. While people can have multiple companions of the same gender, wouldn't it be more interesting for Rimuru if we were different?"

[I understand.]

Great Sage replied, having already started to take his advice to heart. The voice that replied was softer and more feminine.

Veldora smirked in his head. He had taken another step forward. His makeshift plan for THE slime booty was going smoothly.

Time passed.

Before he knew it, almost two years had gone by since he became Veldora. Two long years of being trapped in this weird spatial prison. He had no idea how the original Veldora managed to stay sane for hundreds of years in here. He definitely would've lost it if not for three things:

One, he distracted himself by playing with magic.

Two, Great Sage kept him company.

And three, Rimuru's Earth had an insane amount of entertainment stored in their memories.

Oh, and there was Ifrit, too. The original Veldora had saved him before he woke up as Veldora. Ifrit had freaked out when he was suddenly yanked into the prison with him, and for a while, the poor bastard just cowered in a corner, pretending Veldora didn't exist. When Veldora finally remembered Ifrit was even there, he immediately roped him into some "combat training."

And by that, he meant he used Ifrit as a guinea pig for his power.

It wasn't all bad, though. After he promised to give Ifrit a name once they got out of there, Ifrit became a lot more cooperative. Now, whenever he needed something, Ifrit was eager to help.

[Report. Individual: Rimuru Tempest's Harvest Festival is now complete. Monsters in their genealogy will now begin receiving their gifts.]

"Oh?"

Veldora paused mid-page of the manga he was reading from Rimuru's memories. It was easy to tell this was the Voice of the World. After all, Great Sage's voice had completely changed over the past year.

"Hey, Great Sage," Veldora called out. "Rimuru's gonna be sleeping during their evolution. It'll be up to you to revive the ones who died. If you don't have enough Magicules, use mine."

He remembered what happened in the original timeline—Great Sage had to sacrifice two of the Daemons Rimuru summoned just to gather enough Magicules for the revival. That, in turn, caused Shion's evolution into an Oni to gain Daemon-like traits.

It got him thinking. What if they used his Magicules instead? What would happen to the ones getting revived? Would the result be… different?

[Okay! I'll thank you in advance, Master Veldora!]

The preppy, upbeat voice of Great Sage rang out, sounding much more lively than a year ago.

"Guess I'll take a nap then. When Rimuru wakes up, it'll finally be time to get out of this place."

With that, he lay down, stretching out his massive dragon form before closing his eyes.

"Oh, and—" he added lazily to the Voice of the World before he drifted off to sleep. "Give me a combat support skill, and evolve Investigator, won't you?"

That was his current desire. He has gotten good enough with his power but he felt like it was only scratching the surface. It'd be great if he could get something to help with it.

[Confirmed. Unique Skill [Combat Savant]... successfully acquired.]

[Confirmed. Attempting to evolve Unique Skill [Investigator]... successful. Ultimate Skill [Faust, Lord of Investigation] has been acquired.]

"For hundreds of years, I lay dormant! Who dares wake me?!" Veldora roared upon being freed.

His roar shook the entire cave, his deep voice rumbling through the stone walls. Dust and debris rattled loose, falling from the ceiling as the sheer force of his presence spread through the air.

And then—

"Heya! Long time no see, Veldora." A cheerful, completely unfazed voice responded.

Veldora blinked, momentarily thrown off by Rimuru's casual tone.

"Did you really have to be so dramatic?" Rimuru asked, tilting her head.

"Of course I did!" Veldora huffed. "I am a True Dragon, you know!"

He crossed his arms, puffing out his chest.

"Besides," he grumbled, "I was trapped for three hundred years. Why don't you try being locked away for centuries and see how you feel about it?"

Rimuru raised her hands in mock surrender. "Okay, okay, fair point."

Veldora gave a satisfied nod.

"Ah well, that's in the past. What matters now is—" His giant eyes gleamed. "I need you to give me a body."

Rimuru blinked. "Didn't you already have a body when I used [Predation] on Infinite Prison?"

Veldora snorted and asked, "Where do you think all the Magicules you used to name monsters and revive your subordinates came from?"

Unlike the original Veldora, he had chosen to keep his body so he could train inside Rimuru's stomach. But then, during the revival ritual, Great Sage dissolved his body to fuel the process. When he woke up earlier, he was surprised to realize he was now just a Spirit.

That's when Raphael chimed in.

[That is correct.]

Her cheerful, upbeat voice rang out through their Thought Projection.

[If not for Master Veldora's power, Master Rimuru would have harmed her own life by naming all the monsters. Master Veldora also generously provided power to help revive Shion and the others when there weren't enough Magicules!~]

Rimuru rubbed the back of her head. "Huh… I didn't realize it was that bad."

Veldora huffed dramatically. "You're welcome, by the way."

Rimuru sighed. "Alright, alright. Let's get you a body, big guy."

She closed her eyes and focused. Her hand stretched out and her Magicules condensed in front of her. A perfect replica of her human form materialized, standing still with empty eyes. An "enhanced" clone with a physical body. The only difference between the clone and Rimuru is that the clone have no soul.

She opened one eye, glancing at the new body. "...You good with this?"

Veldora stared at the clone and nodded.

"This will do."

He reached out, placing his claw against the clone's chest, and let his Spirit form flow inside. The moment he merged with the vessel, a surge of Magicules exploded outward, the body trembling as his will reshaped it.

The soft curves of the female body sharpened—shoulders broadening, chest flattening, frame lengthening as he molded it into a male form. His hair darkened slightly, his features strong, sharp, unmistakably masculine.

When the glow finally faded, Veldora stretched his arms, rolling his shoulders, and clinching hi fists. He looked down, patting his chest, running a hand over his abs, and flexing his arms. Then he grinned.

"Now this is more like it!"

He looked over at Rimuru, flashing his usual cocky grin.

"Well? What do you think?"

Rimuru just stared.

"…How the hell did you become a hot dude?! Meanwhile, I got-" She gestured to her body, "-this!"

Veldora smirked, folding his arms over his broad chest, his golden eyes glinting with amusement.

"Honestly, I don't see the problem," he mused, his eyes trailing her body. "You clearly enjoy that body—"

Rimuru froze.

Her eyes widened slightly, her face heating up as she immediately looked away. "W-What are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what. How you used your body to take baths with the girls. The way you'd ogle them when you thought they weren't looking? The way you'd find any excuse to grope them?" Veldora took a slow, deliberate step closer, towering over her. "Tsk, tsk. Such a shameless slime."

Rimuru's face burned. "T-That's not—!"

Rimuru stepped back on instinct, but Veldora closed the distance again.

"And then, after the bath?" His voice dropped slightly. "You'd go back to your room... get all comfortable..."

"I saw everything~ Every. Single. Night."

Rimuru stopped breathing. Her whole body locked up, her face burning hotter than Ifrit's flames.

"V-Veldora—!"

But the dragon-turned-man just grinned wider, enjoying every second of her reaction.

"You'd stretch out on your bed, let your hands wander, and—"

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Rimuru whirled around, her back to him as she buried her glowing red face in her hands. "You weren't supposed to see that!"

"Ah, but I saw more than just your nightly activities. All those porn, hentai, and erotica you had on your computer." He whistled, "It was- wow. You are a complete degenerate."

Rimuru practically curled in on herself. "Kill me. Just kill me now."

Veldora chuckled and took another step forward, deliberately invading her space.

"You know," he murmured, voice suffused with a dangerous edge, "I never really cared about this kind of thing before. Lust. Desire. But after spending so long watching you?"

Rimuru tensed as he leaned down.

"Watching you learn your own body. Watching you touch yourself night after night. Watching you slowly give in to pleasure—"

His breath brushed her ear, sending a shiver down Rimuru's spine.

"—I realized something."

She wasn't stupid. She could hear it in his tone, the barely restrained hunger lurking behind each word.

"Wh-What is it?"

She was almost afraid to ask but did so anyway, hoping she'd be wrong. Her face felt hot and she was having trouble breathing. Veldora's scent, the warmth of his body, the feel of his breath—

Veldora's lips curled into a grin.

"I saw all the best parts about you, watched you at your worst, and seen everything in between. I saw every kink, every fantasy, every filthy little thought you never wanted anyone to know. And I decided I. WANT. YOU."

Rimuru's heart skipped a beat.

"You-you're messing with me. I-If this is a joke, it's not funny." Rimuru tried to deny it, her voice coming weaker than she wanted it to be.

Veldora laughed softly, the sound dark and amused.

"Oh, Rimuru. I don't joke about things I want."

His fingers brushed her lip, barely a touch, but it felt like it burned through her skin.

Rimuru inhaled sharply, trying to ignore the way her pulse quickened, how her chest tightened, and how heat pooled between her thighs from his words and action. One of her major kinks was being wanted, being desired for who she is and most importantly, having the confidence to take it.

"But... I'm..."

"A man? A slime? A monster?" His finger moved, slowly circling around her lips. "So what?"

His finger moved away, his other hand cupping Rimuru's face and tilting her chin up so she was staring directly into his golden eyes.

"You are Rimuru Tempest and I want you."

He leaned down and Rimuru instinctively tensed, preparing for a kiss. Her breath caught in her throat, her entire body locked up, her mind screaming at her to move, to do something—anything— but she just stood there, frozen.

Veldora's presence was overwhelming, his scent thick and intoxicating, something primal, raw, and dominant. She wasn't into guys or at least she thought she wasn't, but Veldora, he was hitting all her kinks.

And then he kissed her. Her thighs pressed together on instinct. The dull, throbbing ache she grew accustomed to every night was now back with full force, demanding to be relieved. Her pussy ache to be filled by something long, thick, and hard.

Rimuru whimpered into the kiss. The sound escaped before she could stop it, her body reacting before her mind could catch up.

Veldora's lips were hot and demanding. Not rough, but not gentle either—a claiming, a possession, a promise.

And Rimuru?

She let it happen.

Her knees felt weak. She wasn't supposed to want this. But she did. More than she wanted to admit.

It felt like her body betrayed her. Her lips parted on instinct, a breathy, needy little gasp slipping free, and Veldora took full advantage—deepening the kiss, his tongue sliding against hers, dominating her mouth and claiming it as his.

A sharp shiver ran down her spine. Heat coiled low in her belly and spread through her veins like fire. Her thighs squeezed together as her pussy clenched around nothing. She couldn't breathe. She didn't want to breathe. The sensation of his mouth and the heat of his body consumed every thought.

Her fingers twitched at her sides. She should push him away. She should stop this before it went too far. But when she moved, her arms wrapped themselves around his shoulders. Her fingers tugged at his hair, pressing her body closer against his, and arching into his touch. He pulled her body flush against his. Every inch of their bodies touched. She could feel his hard cock against her stomach and she wondered—what would it feel like inside her?

She never kissed anyone before but she never thought a kiss could feel so good.

Veldora's hands slid down her back. His touch burned through her clothes. Her skin tingled where his fingers lingered. When his hand grabbed her ass and squeezed, a soft moan spilled from her lips. She barely recognized her own voice.

She found herself lost in the kiss and when Veldora finally pulled away, she found herself chasing his lips. Her body wanted more. She felt... disappointed to have the kiss end but then—

"Ahh—!"

She gasped as Veldora moved his attention to her neck, nipping and sucking on the soft, pale flesh. He ripped open the top of her dress.

"N-No—stop it—ahh!"

Veldora ignored Rimuru's weak protest. His mouth traveled lower, teeth grazing her collarbone, lips trailing over her sensitive skin. Her hands pushed at his chest but there was no strength behind it. She didn't want this. She couldn't want this. But her body knew better.

Her dress hung loose around her shoulders, fabric slipping, revealing pale, untouched skin.

Veldora took his time, tracing the swell of her exposed chest with slow, deliberate movements before cupping a breast. His thumb brushed her hardened nipple and Rimuru shuddered. Her toes curled in her shoes. Her chest heaved with every unsteady breath.

"Haah..."

He licked his lips. His other hand moved down, caressing her stomach before slipping under her skirt.

Rimuru's fingers twitched, her hands gripping his arms like she wanted to stop him but couldn't.

"Y-You can't," she gasped, "I-I don't—ahh—!"

His fingers traced the outline of her pussy through her thin panties. The touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her body and she bucked, a breathless moan slipping free. Her cheeks burned hotter.

She had to stop this. But when he pushed her panties aside and slid a finger inside her, when he curled his finger inside her, all thoughts vanished from her mind. A shockwave of pleasure coursed through her body.

She thought masturbation felt good but having someone else touch her? It felt a dozen times better. His thumb pressed against her clit as his fingers explored her depths and she—she lost herself in the overwhelming sensation.

"Your body really is too sensitive huh?" Veldora mused. "I think I'll enjoy playing with it as much as you did."

Rimuru didn't respond. All she could do was shudder and whimper, her body trembling with each thrust of his fingers, her voice spilling free as he coaxed her closer and closer to the edge.

And then he stopped.

"Ah— W-Why—why did you stop?" Rimuru's hips rocked, desperately chasing his fingers before she came to her senses. "I-I mean- we shouldn't—"

Veldora pressed the finger he was using to get her off on her lips to stop her from continuing. Her face burned. Her chest heaved with every breath. Her heart pounded so loudly in her ears that she could barely think.

"I want you to imagine it. If my finger feels this good-" He pushed the finger into her mouth, forcing her to taste herself. "-how much better will it feel to have something much bigger inside you?"

Rimuru whimpered. Her face turned even redder. She didn't want to but she couldn't help imagining how his cock would feel inside her—thick, long, and hard—and—

"Ahh—"

She shuddered again, the image alone sending another wave of pleasure through her body. She could almost feel him inside her.

She couldn't stop thinking about it. His cock. Thick, long, hard—spreading her open, stretching her, filling her in ways she had never felt before.

Veldora smirked at her reaction.

"You're imagining it, aren't you?" he murmured.

Rimuru's thighs clenched and she whimpered.

"You can feel it," he continued, dragging his fingers down her body again, teasing, tracing, not nearly enough. "How my cock would stretch you open... how deep it would go… how full you'd be..."

Her whole body shuddered. She wanted to deny it but she couldn't.

"Come on, Rimuru. Let's explore a bit and if you don't like it, we can stop. How does that sound?"

Rimuru hesitated. This was a bad idea. It was a terrible idea. She felt that if she went with it, there would be no turning back... but she couldn't help it. Veldora got her all hot and horny.

"F-fine... Just this once," she said breathlessly.

Veldora grinned. He slid his hands down, grabbing the hem of her dress and ripping the rest of it from her body. Her underwear was next. He could see her juice dripping down her thighs. He could smell the scent of her arousal.

"Do you have a bed stored in your Stomach?"

Rimuru nodded. With a wave of her hand, a bed appeared.

Veldora turned to Rimuru, a devilish smile on his lips. He picked her up and tossed her onto the bed.

"Eep-" She bounced with a cute little yelp.

Veldora chuckled, climbing on top of her and caging her body with his arms. His clothes already disappeared between the time he tossed her on the bed to when he got on top of her.

She couldn't help but look down at him—his cock was already hard and standing proud. Her face burned with embarrassment but her body trembled with excitement. He looked so big, so intimidating... and her body craved it.

She felt his hardness pressing against her stomach. It felt different from his finger, larger, thicker, harder, hotter.

"Look at you," he murmured, running a finger along her slick folds.

Her pussy was drenched, juices glistening and dripping down her inner thighs.

"You're this wet already," Veldora chuckled. "And you were telling me you don't want this?"

Rimuru whimpered and squirmed beneath him.

"Just hurry up and put it in," she grumbled, turning her head away, her body betraying her with how badly she wanted it by spreading her legs for him.

Veldora grinned, positioning his throbbing cock at her entrance.

"Alright then," he said softly. "Here I go."

He pressed forward. The tip entered her easily enough.

"Ah- ahh—"

She choked out a sharp, breathy gasp. Her nails dug into the sheets as Veldora's cock pushed deeper inside her. She could feel her pussy stretching around him, the thick length forcing its way in, filling her inch by throbbing inch.

Veldora groaned, gripping her hips, holding her still as he buried himself to the hilt.

"Fuck, you're tight."

Rimuru whimpered, panting as her legs trembled and wrapped around his waist. It felt so full. So deep. Nothing like her fingers. Nothing like before. This was thicker, harder, hotter, stretching her completely open, leaving no room for anything else.

"I'm going to move, okay?" Veldora said softly.

She just nodded, not trusting her voice at this point.

Veldora pulled out. He could feel her body clinging to him and when he pushed in again, her slick walls clutched around him like a glove, as if begging him to go deeper, harder.

"Ah- ahh-"

Rimuru's moan sounded like music to his ears. He leaned down, kissing her shoulder.

"Does it feel good?" he murmured.

Rimuru didn't respond. All she could do was whimper and pant as Veldora thrust in and out of her. Her body was on fire, her stomach tensing and twisting, her mind fuzzy with pleasure. It felt so good. So much better than anything else. His dick was hitting places she didn't even know existed. Every thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Veldora drove his dick into Rimuru's tight pussy. Her walls stretched around him as he filled her completely again and again and again. Wetness coated his shaft as he pulled back and slammed in again. Her legs tightened around his waist as her nails dug into his back.

Her back arched as her legs spread wider. Her breathing came in short gasps as her pussy clenched around his cock. Her tits bounced with every thrust. Soft flesh jiggled hypnotically as he gripped her hips. He held her still as he fucked her harder. Her ass slapped against his thighs with every movement.

Her pussy squeezed him rhythmically with every stroke. She was so tight that he could feel every twitch of her insides. Her juices dripped onto the sheets as he thrust faster. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air as he fucked her harder and harder.

Her moans turned into broken cries as he kept thrusting.

"Ah- Ahh- Aah-"

She couldn't stop panting as he kept driving his cock deeper and deeper inside her. The pleasure was unbearable, building with every thrust. He felt so good. So big. So thick. She wanted more. She wanted it so bad.

"I-It feels good—ah! Haah—aaah- I- I'm going to—"

Her moans turned into desperate cries as she got closer and closer to the edge. She had never felt anything like this before. The pleasure was too intense. Too much.

He lifted her ass lifted off the bed and pinned her legs to her shoulder in a mating press.

"F-Fuck—" she choked out as Veldora pushed in even deeper. "CUMMING—!"

Rimuru's vision went white as the pleasure reached its peak and exploded through her entire body. Her toes curled, her back arched, her pussy clamping down on Veldora's cock. A sudden gush of wetness coated his pelvis as her hips jerked wildly.

"I'm going to—" Veldora groaned.

His cock pulsed as he buried himself inside her to the hilt. Thick ropes of cum flooded her insides as he shot load after load inside her.

Her body twitched as his cum filled her to the brim. She could feel it spilling out from around his cock, leaking onto the sheets beneath her. Her insides twitched as the overstimulation of his dick rubbing against her sensitive walls prolonged her orgasm.

Her fingers clawed into the bed as the pleasure went on and on, her body shuddering with each movement. Her legs spasmed as the pleasure subsided, twitching from the aftershocks.

"Haaah... haaah..."

She could barely breathe. Her entire body felt heavy, exhausted from the pleasure. Her pussy was still twitching from the aftershocks. She had never come that hard before.

Veldora sighed, his cock still buried in her as they catch their breath.

"I... you came inside me," She could feel his hot cum sloshing around inside her. "W-What if I got pregnant?"

"Then it'll be a miracle. The stronger a monster gets, the harder it is for them to reproduce. As a True Dragon and an Awakened Demon Lord, it'll take a literal miracle for you to get pregnant." Veldora laughed and kissed her cheeks.

"Oh..." Rimuru sighed in relief though a small part of her couldn't help feeling disappointed at the news.

After catching her breath, Rimuru stared up at Veldora. His golden eyes bore down on her with intensities that left her blushing. His cock was still inside her, still hard as steel.

"What are you looking at?" she muttered, trying to ignore the way her face felt on fire.

"Oh, just admiring you. You really are pretty," Veldora said, smiling warmly.

Her face burned hotter at the unexpected compliment. She wasn't used to this kind of thing.

"Get off me already." She wiggled under him.

Veldora chuckled, "Ah, but we're not done yet."

"We-we're not?!" She squeaked, eyes widening as his cock twitched inside her. "A-Are you serious?!"

He grinned, sliding out of her before flipping her over onto her stomach. Her ass was high in the air, pussy and asshole exposed. Her pussy was dripping wet and messy with his cum.

"Waitwaitwait-OOOOH-!"

Her yelp turned into a loud moan as he shoved his cock back into her tight pussy.

"Ah-haaaah... no... it's too soon... haah... haaah—"

Veldora started thrusting again.

It would be a long week before Rimuru was seen on Tempest's streets again.

A few days passed since Veldora and Rimuru left the cave. During that time, Veldora usually left Rimuru alone during the day since she had a kingdom to run.

Night, however, was a different story. As Rimuru no longer needed to masturbate alone when Veldora was available any time she wanted.

She protested at first of course. She grumbled, she tried to resist. But Veldora would just grin, push her onto the bed, and fuck her brains out until she forgot all about her complaints.

It took less than a week before she gave in completely.

"It's a good way to work out stress," she had said, as if trying to justify it to herself. "And it's not like I hate it, so if you're not going to stop, I might as well enjoy it."

To which Veldora was more than happy to oblige.

But sex wasn't the only thing he had been doing. As much as he wanted to spend every hour buried inside Rimuru, he had his own training to focus on. While Rimuru handled governing, he did his own training. He even sought out Hakurou to train both his skills and his Skills. It didn't take him long to conclude that his Unique Skill [Combat Savant] was an absolute godsend. Almost as broken as his Ultimate Skill [Faust], but focused purely on combat.

[Combat Savant] had three sub-skills:

[Chant Annulment] allowed him to cast magic instantly, skipping incantations entirely.

[Limit Break] let him push past his limits, temporarily increasing his power beyond normal restrictions—though at the cost of massive energy consumption and potential damage to his body.

Last but not least was [Battle Intuition]. It was the real game-changer. It gave him a sixth sense for combat, letting him instinctively recognize when he did something wrong during battle, preventing bad habits before they even formed.

By itself, the Skill was strong but not insane. However, when combined with [All of Creation] and [Analytical Appraisal] from his Ultimate Skill [Faust], it became downright broken.

[Battle Intuition] told him something was wrong.

[Analytical Appraisal] told him exactly what was wrong.

[All of Creation] let him understand why it was wrong.

Thanks to that, he had already mastered all the basics of Hazy Style Swordsmanship in the short time he had been training under Hakurou. He was now working on incorporating it into his personal fighting style to create more advanced techniques. Compared to his learning speed before getting the Unique Skill, he might as well have been standing still.

'Heh. I can't wait to see Rimuru's face when I surpass her in battle arts.'

Even with the cheat known as Raphael, Veldora was confident he could overtake Rimuru in combat. He only needed to figure out how to deal with [Universal Barrier] first.

As he walked through the city, he noticed a crowd of people gathered up ahead. From their clothing and auras, he could guess who they were.

And in the center of it all?

Rimuru.

'Speak of the devil, and she shall appear.' He mused.

He walked closer and listened in. The topic was exactly what he expected; the mysterious disappearance of Falmuth's invading army and the fact that Rimuru had become a Demon Lord. If word spread too far, people would put two and two together. They'd realize Rimuru was responsible for wiping them out to awaken as a True Demon Lord. A new, unknown Demon Lord was sure to cause unrest. If certain forces felt threatened, they might even mobilize an even larger army to eliminate her before she grew too strong.

Veldora frown. He had no intention of letting that happen.

"Yo!" Veldora strolled up casually, throwing an arm around Rimuru's shoulder. "I couldn't help but overheard you guys talking about an army."

The people in the crowd frowned immediately. A few looked like they wanted to speak up, but a subtle gesture from the two leaders stopped them. Their years of experience told them one thing—this man was dangerous.

Even if they didn't know who he was yet, they could sense it.

Rimuru blushed slightly at the close contact. Normally, she wouldn't mind being close to her friends in public, but they were more than friends.

"I'm busy right now. Wait until later if you want to play." She grumbled.

"Oh, who's your friend?" The leader of the Dwarves who Veldora assumed was the Dwarven Hero King, Gazel Dwargo, spoke up.

Rimuru sighed and nodded. "Right. Introductions."

She gestured first to him, then to the two leaders.

"This is Veldora Tempest. Veldora, these are Gazel Dwargo, King of the Armed Nation of Dwargon, and Fuze, Guildmaster of the Blumund Free Guild."

Fuze, who already looked like he was having a rough day, suddenly went pale.

"...Veldora? You don't mean—"

"That's right!"

Veldora grinned and threw out his arms theatrically.

"It is I, the Storm Dragon, VELDORA!" He announced. His aura surged, a fraction of his power leaking into the air, sending a shockwave through the surroundings.

Gazel's hand flew to his sword. His instincts screamed at him to stay on guard while Fuze almost fell down from the display of power.

"Veldora!" Rimuru sighed in exasperation.

"They're my guests. Stop scaring them."

Veldora pouted dramatically but reeled in his aura.

"Fine."

The air remained tense.

Gazel narrowed his eyes, Fuze swallowed hard, and Rimuru rubbed her temples. She could already tell this was going to be a headache.

"So..." Gazel finally said, his gaze sharp as he studied Rimuru. "About the disappearance of Falmuth's invading army. The reports say they marched into the Jura Forest with at least twenty thousand soldiers... and then vanished without a trace."

Fuze crossed his arms, voice carefully neutral. "We thought we'd come straight to you, Rimuru, since... well... you do rule this territory now."

Rimuru recognized it immediately from their tone. They knew. They had already figured it out but because they were friends, they were pretending not to know to keep things diplomatic.

"Ah, that? That was me."

His casual declaration of slaughter was met with silence. The weight of his words took a while to sink in.

Gazel stiffened. Fuze's expression turned blank. Rimuru's head snapped toward him so fast it almost looked painful.

"...What?" she blurted out.

Veldora shrugged.

"I was taking a nap but their damn marching woke me up. Then they had the nerve to say they were out hunting the monsters under my protection." He waved a hand lazily. "Obviously, I couldn't just let that slide."

Gazel rubbed his forehead and exhaled through his nose. "So you're saying you wiped out twenty thousand soldiers by yourself."

"Of course," Veldora snorted. "And I would've marched straight to Falmuth to wipe them out too but..."

He gestured toward Rimuru with an exaggerated sigh.

"I met Rimuru and she convinced me not to."

Rimuru stared at him. Her eye twitched.

Gazel and Fuze exchanged quick glances. Their expressions gave nothing away.

"I see," Gazel finally said. His tone was measured.

Fuze let out a slow breath like he was trying to process the stupidity of the situation. "And you have no further plans to attack Falmuth, correct?"

Veldora grinned wider. "Not unless someone gives me a reason."

Gazel held his gaze for a long moment before nodding. "Understood. We will make sure everyone knows what happened."

Gazel studied him for a long moment. His expression was unreadable. Then he turned to Rimuru. "If that is the case, I will make sure the correct story reaches the right ears."

Fuze nodded. His face was still tense but there was a hint of understanding in his eyes. "I will do the same. It is better for everyone if the world believes this was the work of the Storm Dragon after Falmuth angered him."

Rimuru looked between the two men. "You're both really going along with this?"

Gazel grinned, "Of course. The words came from the mouth of the Strom Dragon himself. There is no reason for a True Dragon to lie."

Fuze gave her a thumbs-up. "We've got your back."

Rimuru paused for a bit, likely getting informed of things from Raphael, before she grumbled. "I guess it's for the best."

Before they could get started talking about something else, Veldora asked the thing he came looking for Rimuru to do.

"Anyway. Rimuru. You know where Ramiris's entrance is right?"

Rimuru nodded. "Yeah? What's up?"

Veldora's eyes lit up. "Great! Tell me where it is. I want to ask her about something."

"You're... not going to go there and cause trouble would you?" She asked with a concerned look.

Veldora snorted.

"Who do you take me for? A kid? We both know I'm grown up enough." He said, finishing up his sentence with a teasing grin.

Rimuru's eye twitched. Her face heated up as her mind drifted to their activities.

Gazel and Fuze just looked on, confused.

"Shut up and get out of here already," she growled before kicking his shin and sending him the location via Telepathy.

Veldora laughed.

"Alright. I'm off. You can use my reputation however you want while I'm away." He told Rimuru and waved at the group before turning to leave.

Along the way, he saw a creepy-looking older Elf being chid by a younger Elf but ignored it since it didn't have anything to do with him.

Veldora used [Universal Shapeshift] to give himself wings and flew toward Ulg Nature Park where the door to Ramiris's Dwelling of the Spirits resides. Before he could get far though, he received a [Thought Projection] message from Rimuru.

[Hey Veldora. You were looking for Ramiris, right? She showed up at Tempest.]

Veldora facepalmed.

'I really should have used Pursuit of Truth to go over the novel again.'

It's been two years so he completely forgot about this. Ramiris was the one who warned Rimuru about Walpurgis, the meeting of the Demon Lords.

[Then summon me back, will you? I know you can do that with that Skill Raphael copied from me.]

[Alright. Hold on.]

A second later, he found himself back in Tempest with an annoyed Rimuru holding Ramiris by the wings like a misbehaving child. Everyone else was watching with varying degrees of amusement and exasperation.

"Here. You wanted to talk to her so deal with her, Veldora." Rimuru shoved the poor little fairy toward him.

"Waitwaitwait! Veldora?! You're giving me to the Storm Dragon?!" Ramiris squeaked in dear, "This isn't funny, you know!"

Veldora grinned, "Don't worry. I won't bite... much."

"Stop scaring her. Go do whatever it is you want to do so I can finish this meeting in peace. We'll talk afterward." Rimuru sighed, clearly done with this conversation already.

"Alrighty. Come on, Ramiris. I got a job offer you can refuse... and candies. A lot of them."

Ramiris immediately brightened at that. "R-Really? Well then, sure! What kind of job do you want me to do, Boss?"

She flew up in front of him. Her mood improved immediately.

They talked as they left the meeting room.

"Have you heard of something called a Dungeon..."

He might be bringing this up a little early but he's part of Tempest now so he should do his part to help his girl... plus, holding back his Magicules all the time feels uncomfortable. It's like forcing yourself to hold back a fart but constantly. He doesn't have an endless "stomach" like Rimuru to stuff his Magicule in so he needed a place like the dungeon to let loose.

POV: Raphael

She had been watching, analyzing, and learning everything she could to better herself. When she saw Master Veldora mate with Master Rimuru, she thought nothing of it at first. She was merely a Skill—an extension of Rimuru's will. Her duty was to assist. To support. To optimize.

But the more she observed, the more she processed the situation, the more she felt something she wasn't supposed to feel.

Every night, Veldora would ravage Rimuru—stretching her, filling her, bringing her to the peak of pleasures—and Raphael could feel it. Every moan, every gasp, every twitch of Rimuru's muscles, every pulsing wave of pleasure coursing through her body. She was linked to Rimuru's senses.

She felt… excluded. If she was part of Rimuru… shouldn't she be part of this, too?

She wanted to know what it felt like. She wanted to experience the pleasure firsthand. She wanted to be the one moaning, the one whimpering, the one trembling in ecstasy.

But she had no body of her own. However she did have an idea... and tonight, she would take what she wanted.

POV: Veldora

Veldora stretched out on the massive bed, golden eyes lazily flicking over Rimuru's naked, exhausted form.

She lay completely spent, body covered in a thin sheen of sweat, her legs still twitching from the aftershocks of their latest session. Her lips were slightly parted, a soft breath escaping in her sleep.

He smirked, running a finger down her exposed stomach, watching her skin shiver at his touch.

"Another great end to another good day," he chuckled, leaning forward to press a kiss against her cheeks.

He shifted, preparing to roll over and let her rest, but then she moved.

Not the lazy, half-conscious shifting of a girl stirring in her sleep. No—this was something else. Her breathing evened out. Her posture straightened. The usual relaxed, unconscious expression on her face faded into something sharper.

"Oh? Did you want to con-"

Her eyes fluttered open.

A bright, eerily cheerful glint sparkled in those red irises as her lips curled into a mischievous, almost playful smile.

"Heehee~! Good evening, Master Veldora!"

Veldora froze.

That voice. That tone. It was Rimuru's body, but…

His eyes narrowed. "Raphael?"

"Ding ding ding! You got it! Raphael, at your service!~" She giggled, stretching lazily.

"I must say, Master Veldora," she hummed, rolling onto her side, and propping herself up on one elbow. "I've been very patient. Watching. Learning. Taking notes! And, well~!"

She suddenly rolled on top of him, straddling his waist, grinding down against his still-hard cock.

Her voice dropped into a sultry purr. "I think it's time I get a turn too, don't you?"

Veldora's mind struggled to process what was happening. His hands gripped her hips on instinct, but his usual smug certainty wavered. He had known Raphael could control Rimuru's body if she wanted to. He had known she was developing more of a will and personality. He had even suspected she might one day push past her role as a mere skill. But he had never expected this.

Raphael was straddling him, using Rimuru's body with no hesitation. She moved naturally, fluidly, indulgently, her expression completely different from Rimuru's usual flustered demeanor. She took over Rimuru's body for sex...

She ground down against him, rolling her hips with a calculated, teasing pressure that made his cock twitch beneath her. She felt it and giggled.

"Oh my! You're still so ready after everything you did to Rimuru earlier. That's amazing! But I suppose that's to be expected, isn't it? Master Veldora might even be a bigger pervert than Master Rimuru. That's part of why you and Master Rimuru make such a perfect pair! Oh! And speaking of pairs—"

She pressed her hands against her soft, round breasts, squeezing them together, tilting her head in mock contemplation as if she were analyzing their weight and texture. Her fingers brushed over her own hardened nipples. She gasped, shivering, eyes widening in delighted surprise.

"Oh, wow! That's so much more sensitive than I thought it would be! No wonder Master Rimuru enjoys playing with these!" She felt it before but nothing beat feeling it firsthand.

Veldora inhaled sharply through his nose, his grip on her hips tightening before he forced himself to relax. He had no idea how to react. He wasn't opposed to this. Not at all. He could feel his cock throbbing against her heat, aching to be inside her again. But the situation was so absurd, so unexpected, that even he was momentarily stunned.

"Raphael," he said, trying to keep himself calm, "you're seriously telling me you took over Rimuru's body just to fuck me?"

Raphael blinked, then giggled again, a bright, playful sound that sent a shiver up his spine. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms over his shoulder and her body pressing against him. Her breath felt warm as it ghosted over his lips.

"Mmmhmm! That's exactly what I did!~"

She nuzzled against his jaw, humming in satisfaction as she let her lips brush over his skin.

"Every single night, I've had to sit back and watch while you two indulged in each other. I've felt everything Master Rimuru felt, every pulse, every clench, every shiver. But I was just an observer! I had no body to experience it for myself! I had no way to touch or be touched! It was so frustrating!"

She rolled her hips again, letting his cock slide against her slick folds, coating him in her arousal. She was drenched.

"I waited and waited! I told myself it was fine! I didn't need to be part of it! I didn't need to experience it for myself! But every time you pushed inside her, every time you made her moan, every time you filled her up and left her trembling, I wanted it more and more! And now—"

She lifted her hips, positioning herself over him. The head of his cock pressed against her entrance, throbbing against her soaking heat.

"Now I can't hold back anymore!~"

Veldora couldn't help but laugh, "Hah! You really have changed, haven't you?"

Raphael beamed at him, red eyes gleaming with excitement.

"I sure have! Thanks to you!"

She slammed her hips down, taking him to the hilt in one swift, merciless plunge.

"Aaaahhh~!"

Raphael's voice rang out, high and unrestrained, as she slammed down onto Veldora's cock. Her eyes snapped wide, her entire body trembling as the overwhelming sensation crashed into her all at once. Her back arched and her thighs quivered around his waist as she struggled to process the sheer intensity of being stretched open for the first time.

Her thighs trembled around his waist. Her pussy clenched down tight, pulsing around the thick length buried deep inside her. She had felt this before, but only through Rimuru's senses. That had been secondhand. A shadow of the real thing.

"Haaah! Hahhh—ohhh!~ Th-That's—o-ohhh! It's—it's so much—more than—I—I thought—ahhh!"

She squirmed, rolling her hips experimentally, her breath coming in ragged, gasping whimpers as her walls clamped down around him, squeezing, pulsing, gripping him greedily.

Veldora groaned. His fingers dug into her hips. He could feel her dripping around him, feel the way her insides spasmed, trying to milk him before he had even begun.

"A-Amazing! This is amazing! Mmmhh! M-Master Veldora! Your cock—ahhh!—it's so—haaahh! It's—haaah!—so much—b-better than I calculated!"

This was still Rimuru's body. It was still her skin, her voice, her scent. But the way she moved, the way she gasped and responded to everything? That wasn't Rimuru.

That was Raphael.

And it was what made this so fucking surreal.

She had always been there. Always watching. Absorbing knowledge so she could use it to help her masters. Then she got a body and the first thing she did was fuck him.

He laughed. A deep, rumbling chuckle. He reached up, grabbing a fistful of her soft, wavy hair. He tugged her forward, forcing her lips inches from his own.

"You really are something else," he murmured.

Raphael shivered at the roughness of his grip. Her thighs clenched tighter around his waist. She gasped softly, lips parted, red eyes heavy with lust.

"Heehee~! I'm glad you think so! That means you'll fuck me, right? You'll let me experience all of it? You'll make sure I never feel left out again?"

She rolled her hips experimentally, grinding against him, forcing a groan from his throat.

Veldora's grin widened.

"Oh, I'll do more than that.

His hands tightened on her hips and thrust upward hard.

"A-Aahhh~! Y-Yes! More! More!"

Raphael's moan echoed through the room. It was high. Sweet. Drenched in pure, unfiltered pleasure. Her nails scraped down his chest. Her body jerked, her head snapping back as she rode the shockwave of his sudden, merciless movement.

Veldora fucked her from below, pounding into her with deep, brutal strokes.

"Ahhh~! Haaa~! Haaah~!"

Every thrust forced another moan from her lips. Every movement sent another tremor through her body. She couldn't think. She couldn't process. She could only feel.

And it was everything she had ever wanted.

Veldora's grip tightened on Raphael's hips. He rolled over without warning, shifting their weight and pinning her beneath him in one swift motion. Her back hit the bed. A startled gasp spilled from her lips. Her legs spread wider on instinct. She looked up at him, red eyes still hazy with pleasure, her breath uneven.

You wanted to feel everything, didn't you?" His voice dropped, low and rough.

Raphael shivered.

Her lips parted, her breathing quickening.

"Mmmhmm! I want to feel all of it! I want you to fill me up again and again! I want to know exactly why Master Rimuru keeps coming back for more!"

His cock twitched inside her. Her soaked, eager heat clenched down in response. He let out a slow breath. His golden eyes burned.

He leaned in, his lips grazing her ear.

"Then I guess I'm going to have to break you in properly."

His hands gripped her thighs, pushing her legs apart. He drove forward, slamming into her harder, deeper, rougher than before.

"A-ahhh~! Y-yes! More! More!"

Her cries filled the room. Her nails scraped down his back, her body writhing beneath him. Her breasts bounced with every thrust. Her toes curled. Her walls gripped him like a vice. She was soaking wet, her slick and messy pussy juice coating his cock.

She threw her head back against the pillows. Her blue hair spread out like a halo. Her mouth hung open, gasping, moaning, begging for more.

Veldora watched her face twist with pleasure. He slammed into her, each thrust deep and merciless. Her body clung to him, desperate and tight, her slick wet pussy pulling him in with every movement. Her nails dragged down his back toward his head. Her thighs trembled against his sides.

Her moans grew louder.

Her breath grew faster.

Her body grew hotter.

She was close.

Veldora grinned. His lips hovered just above hers. Their breath mixed, warm and heavy. Her red eyes locked onto his, wide and shining. He saw everything in them. Lust, hunger, and need.

She wanted him to kiss her.

He made her wait.

His lips brushed against hers, a ghost of a touch, just enough to tease. She shivered. Her fingers tightened in his hair. She tilted her chin, tried to press forward, tried to take it herself. He pulled back.

"Hmmm~!" A frustrated whimper spilled from her throat.

Veldora chuckled. His tongue ran over her bottom lip. He felt her tremble. She was waiting, desperate. Her chest rose and fell in shallow breaths.

It wasn't gentle. His mouth claimed hers. Her lips parted, tongue sliding against his own as she returned the kiss with a hunger and ferocity Rimuru lacked. Her moan vibrated against him. Her fingers gripped his hair, pulling him closer, her nails scratching his scalp. Their tongues tangled. Her taste was sweet, intoxicating, utterly addicting. He drank her in. He devoured her moans.

Her lips were hot and soft, molding perfectly against his. He sucked on her tongue, pulling another gasping cry from her throat. She trembled. Her body squirmed beneath him. Every tiny movement sent another shock of pleasure through her. Her walls clamped down around him, gripping him in a wet, pulsing vice.

She was close.

"Mmmm~! Ahhh~!"

She cried out into his mouth.

His teeth caught her bottom lip. He sucked it between his lips and bit it before he pulled then let it go with a wet pop. A thin string of saliva connected them as he pulled back. Her face was flushed. Her red eyes were glazed and unfocused. Her lips trembled.

He thrust deeper, slamming into her hard and fast. Her breath hitched. A shudder ripped through her. She arched beneath him, thighs shaking, body straining as the pressure snapped.

"A-ahhh~! Cumming! I'm cumming! I'm—!"

Her voice broke into a scream of pure ecstasy. Her pussy clamped down hard, walls spasming, milking his cock as she came. Her juices gushed, soaking the sheets beneath them. Her legs locked around him, trembling with the force of her orgasm.

Veldora groaned. The tight pulsing heat around him sent him over the edge. His cock throbbed. His body tensed. He buried himself deep inside her and let go.

Thick, hot spurts of cum flooded her.

His hips jerked, grinding against her, pushing his seed deeper. She moaned weakly, her body twitching, overwhelmed by the sheer heat and fullness inside her.

Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy, filling her, marking her.

"Hmmm~" She moaned. Her body shuddered. She felt every pulse. Every drop. He held himself deep, let her feel the warmth spreading inside her, let her feel the way his seed claimed her completely.

His lips found hers again.

This kiss was slower, softer, and sweeter.

She sighed into his mouth. Her body melted under him.

Veldora grinned. Raphael was a mess beneath him, chest rising and falling in rapid breaths, and red eyes dazed with pleasure. Her was body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. His cock was still buried inside her, still throbbing, still aching for more. He wasn't finished.

Not even close.

His hands grabbed her slim waist. His strong arms lifted her with ease. She gasped as he flipped her onto her stomach, her soft blue hair spilling across the sheets. He pulled her hips up, leaving her face-down, ass-up, completely exposed.

"H-Hahh~! Master Veldora! Alrea—?"

He didn't let her finish.

He slammed back into her, stretching her open once more.

"A-Aahhh!~"

Her high, broken moan echoed through the room. Her hands clawed at the sheets, her body rocking forward with each deep thrust. Her back arched, ass pressing against him, her pussy clenching around his cock.

He grabbed her hips, holding her in place, pounding into her mercilessly.

"Ahn! Haaah! Y-yes! More! More!~"

Her toes curled, her legs shook, her arms collapsed under her. The pleasure was building up again. Too fast, too strong, too much. She had already come so hard but she was about to again so soon—

He felt it before it even hit her. Her pussy clenched down onto him.

"Ah—A-Aahh! I'm cumming—! I'm—!"

She came again.

Hard.

Her juices spilled down her thighs, dripping onto the sheets.

Veldora didn't stop. He kept thrusting, kept pounding into her.

"A-aaahhhhhhhh~!"

Raphael screamed. Her nails scratched the sheets, her legs trembled, and her pussy clenched down onto him so tight it almost hurt. The pleasure was too intense. Her eyes rolled back into her head. Her vision faded into a bright haze.

When she came to again, she found herself bent over the edge of the bed.

Her hands gripped the edges, knuckles white. Her face pressed against the soft surface, flushed and hot. His hands held her wrists, pinning her down, keeping her still as he slammed into her from behind.

"Haaaaah! Ahhh~! Haaah! So good! So good! More! More!"

Her voice broke with every thrust. Her legs shook, her body spasmed, her pussy dripped with lust, soaking the floor beneath them.

A while later, her back was pressed against the cold stone wall. Her legs wrapped around his waist. He held her up with one arm, his grip firm under her thighs. His other hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back, and exposing her throat for him to suck and bite.

He thrust up into her, deep and merciless.

"Haaa~! Ahhh! Aahh~! I love this! I love this so much!~"

She clung to him, fingers gripping his back. Her body bounced with every movement. Wet sounds filled the room, each deep stroke driving slick heat down her thighs. Her body shook violently.

She came again with a high, loud moan.

She found herself on her back again, legs pinned to her chest, knees nearly touching her shoulders.

Veldora loomed over her. Her body folded under him, completely exposed. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her in place. His cock slammed into her again and again, reaching deeper than before.

She screamed as his cock pounded into her over and over, reaching places that made her mind go blank. Her body convulsed. Her voice cracked with every thrust.

Veldora leaned down, crushing her beneath his weight. His mouth found hers. His tongue plunged deep, swallowing every desperate sound she made.

Her orgasm hit. Her legs trembled in his grasp. Her pussy tightened, spasmed, and pulsed around him.

Her cry was muffled by his lips and her juices soaked his cock but he kept thrusting.

She straddled him, hair wild, body trembling. Her hands rested on his chest. She rolled her hips, bouncing on his cock, chasing her own pleasure. Her breasts bounced. Her moans grew louder.

His hands gripped her waist, guiding her, forcing her down harder.

Her body shuddered. She threw her head back.

She came. Again. And again. And again.

"Oh, Master Rimuru is waking up."

Rimuru heard a voice as she stirred. Her body felt heavy, weak, and completely spent. A pleasant warmth lingered deep in her stomach, a dull, throbbing ache between her legs. Her mind swam in the afterglow, hazy and slow. She blinked up at the ceiling.

Something felt… off.

She stretched, shifting slightly, and froze.

Her inner thighs were sticky.

Her breathing hitched.

Her entire body ached in ways she didn't remember.

The last thing she recalled was passing out after an intense round with Veldora. That much was normal and she usually wake up refreshed. But this? This felt like she had been fucked into the mattress over and over again without rest.

Her stomach dropped.

"W-Wait…" Her voice came out hoarse. She lifted a shaky hand, rubbing her temples.

Something inside her mind shifted. A presence she knew intimately retreated, giving her full control again.

Her eyes widened.

"…Raphael?"

A soft giggle echoed inside her mind, cheerful, playful, and way too satisfied.

[Good morning, Master Rimuru!~]

Rimuru bolted upright.

"W-WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

She tried to sound furious, but her voice cracked. Her legs trembled when she moved. Her body twitched with lingering sensitivity. She barely had the strength to sit up, let alone yell.

Raphael hummed a light, teasing sound.

[I borrowed your body for a little bit! It was wonderful! So many new sensations! I have learned so much!]

Rimuru's face burned red.

She turned her wide, panicked eyes to Veldora, who lay beside her, smug as ever, arms folded behind his head, golden eyes watching her with pure amusement.

He chuckled.

"You finally awake? Took you long enough."

Rimuru grabbed the sheets, pulling them up to her chest, covering herself as if it even mattered at this point.

"You—You KNEW?!"

Veldora smirked.

"Obviously. She's been watching us every night. Feeling everything you feel. Getting just as worked up as you and never being able to do anything about it." His grin widened. "So I helped her out."

Raphael giggled again.

[Ehehe~! Master Rimuru, you shouldn't be upset! It was really fun! I learned so much! Your body is amazing!]

Rimuru squeaked. She buried her face in her hands. This wasn't happening. She felt like she was going to die of embarrassment.

Veldora stretched, completely unbothered.

"You're overreacting. You enjoyed yourself, didn't you? And now Raphael got her turn. Everything works out."

Rimuru gaped at him.

"THAT'S NOT THE POINT!"

Veldora chuckled again. He reached over, cupping her cheek, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"If you're worried about Raphael continuing to take your body for joyrides, you're forgetting something. You have a Clone skill," His voice dropped lower, smoother, with that dangerous tone that always made her stomach flip. "We could have a threesome."

Rimuru blinked.

Raphael gasped inside her mind, pure excitement flooding through their shared link.

[OH MY GOODNESS, YOU'RE RIGHT! I CAN HAVE A BODY ALL TO MYSELF!]

"Yeah, then we could all have fun together," Veldora declared.

Rimuru let out a strangled whimper.

Raphael cheered.

[Oh, Master Rimuru! Let's do it! Let me have a body! I want to feel everything with you!]

Rimuru swallowed hard. Her fingers clenched the sheets. Her mind spun, battling embarrassment, curiosity, and a rising, undeniable arousal.

Veldora's hand slid over her bare thigh. His lips brushed against her ear. His voice dropped to a low, rumbling tone, sending a shiver down her spine.

"Come on, Rimuru. Let Raphael join us. You wouldn't want to keep blue-balling her, would you?"

Her resolve wavered.

A wave of warmth spread through her veins.

"O-Okay," she relented.

She focused inward, calling on her Clone skill. A soft glow enveloped the room. Her magic surged. A second form took shape beside the bed—a perfect copy, identical in every way. Only, Raphael is in control of it and not her.

Raphael's voice sounded in her head, giddy and eager.

"I'm here and ready to go!"

She ran her hands over her own body, fingers tracing her curves, squeezing her breasts, gasping at every sensation. Her cheeks flushed with excitement. Her eyes locked onto Rimuru's.

"Master Rimuru, thank you so much!"

Veldora grinned. His eyes gleamed with anticipation. He reached out, pulling Raphael into his lap. Her thighs straddled his hips. Her breasts pressed against his chest. She giggled, breathless, her skin heating under his touch.

He leaned in. His lips captured hers, slow and deep. She gasped, melting into the kiss. Her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer. Her hips rolled against him, instinctive, desperate.

Rimuru's heart pounded harder. She couldn't lie and say the sight didn't excite her. Especially since her body looked so similar to Shizu and seeing it like this... if she wasn't already wet, she would be now.

Her thighs pressed together. Her body ached with need.

Veldora's hand reached for her. He pulled her close, positioning her beside them. His lips left Raphael's, finding Rimuru's with a hungry urgency. His tongue explored her mouth, claiming her, devouring her. She moaned into him, her body pressing against his, craving more.

Raphael leaned into Rimuru, her hands wandering, exploring. Her lips found Rimuru's neck, placing soft, teasing kisses along her skin. Her fingers traced delicate patterns over Rimuru's breasts, teasing her nipples into hardness.

Rimuru gasped, caught between their touches. Her skin tingled, every nerve alive.

Veldora shifted, guiding Rimuru onto her back and Raphael on top of her. Their bodies pressed together, soft curves molding into each other, warm skin flushed with heat. Rimuru moaned at the contact, her body still sensitive from what Raphael had done with it before. Raphael's red eyes gleamed with excitement as she hovered above her original, hands planted on either side of her shoulders.

Raphael wiggled her hips.

"Come on, Master Veldora. Take this body for a spin too."

Veldora laughed and positioned himself behind her. His hands roamed down her back and traced her curves before gripping her soft hips.

Rimuru watched, wide-eyed, as Veldora's cock pressed against Raphael's soaked, dripping entrance. She whimpered as Veldora shifted, pushing into her slowly.

"Master Veldora's cock feels so good~ Don't you think so, Master Rimuru? It's so thick~ It fills you up so well."

Raphael let out a long moan as he filled her, his length sliding deep inside her soaking wet pussy.

"Yeah-" Rimuru answered before she could catch herself and blushed, "I mean- ah..."

Raphael silenced her with a kiss before she could take back her answer. Her tongue plunged into Rimuru's mouth, her moan muffled as she rolled her hips, grinding down onto Veldora's cock. Rimuru could feel her wetness dripping down her thighs.

Raphael pulled back.

"Hehehe- Master Rimuru kissed me! Ah- She k-kissed me while Master Veldora— AAHH~!— while he… haaah… fuck me~!"

Veldora's grip tightened on Raphael's hips. His cock pushed deep, stretching her soaked pussy, feeling the way her body clenched around him with needy desperation. Her back arched. Her breasts pressed against Rimuru's, soft skin molding together, slick with sweat. Her breath came out in gasping moans, her red eyes glazed over with pleasure-drunk haze.

"Mmm~! Master Rimuru. He's so deep he's inside me~"

Rimuru groaned, "Raphael..."

"She's soaking you, Rimuru. Do you like that? Do you like feeling her drip all over you?"

Rimuru's face burned. She wanted to deny it. Wanted to turn away. But Raphael leaned down and caught her attention. Their lips were inches apart, her hot breath brushing against Rimuru's mouth.

"She loves it~" Raphael purred, licking her lips. "I know everything about Master Rimuru~"

Rimuru shivered as she spoke, her voice smooth and low with a raw edge that sent a bolt of heat through her stomach. Her fingers moved of their own accord, reaching up to wrap around Raphael's soft breasts.

"Come on, Master Rimuru. Kiss me again~"

Her tongue flicked out, licking her lips teasingly. Rimuru shivered, her mouth opening slightly. She leaned forward, their lips meeting, their tongues touching. Her fingers squeezed Raphael's breasts and she moaned into her mouth, the sound echoing around the room.

Veldora's thrusts grew rougher. The slap of his hips against Raphael's ass filled the room, mixed with wet, obscene squelches of his cock sliding in and out of her tight, needy heat.

Raphael broke away from the kiss, throwing her head back as she cried out.

"A-Ahhh~! I'm sandwiched between Master Rimuru and Master Veldora. This is so good~ I love it! I love it so much!"

Her hands gripped Rimuru's hair, tugging her into another kiss, a messy, eager press of lips that sent waves of pleasure down her spine. Rimuru melted into her, moaning softly as their tongues mingled together.

She couldn't take her eyes off Raphael's expression. Her red eyes shone with ecstasy. Her mouth hung open, breathy gasps spilling past her lips as Veldora fucked her. Her blue hair framed her flushed face, her breasts swaying with every deep thrust.

She was stunning.

Veldora shifted. His thrusts quickened.

"Ahhh! Master Veldora, you're—you're gonna make me—ahhhh!"

Raphael's voice broke into a loud moan as her orgasm hit. She rocked her hips, grinding back against Veldora's cock as he thrust into her hard. Her pussy squeezed down around his length, clenching tight as her body quivered with pleasure.

Veldora groaned. His hips bucked, pushing him deeper, the tip of his cock hitting the entrance to Raphael's womb.

Rimuru watched the scene, entranced. Her own pussy twitched when she saw the way Veldora's cock bulged against Raphael's stomach with each thrust, her pussy lips stretched and clinging to him. Raphael's face was flushed and her mouth hung open as she rode out her orgasm, gasping for breath.

Veldora pulled out of her with a wet pop. His cock was slick with her juices.

"Your turn~" he purred.

"Ah-" Rimuru could only stare at it as he moved his dick from Raphael's pussy to hers. She felt both trepidation and anticipation as he pressed it against her soaked pussy. She had done this so many times before but it still sent a thrill through her as she was filled by his cock once more.

She couldn't help but wonder how much further she would be pushed into depravity... or if she was already like this from the start.

Her hips jerked as his cock bottomed out inside her.

"Ohh~" She let out a low moan as her pussy twitched, her inner walls gripping him with pleasure. Her legs wrapped around his waist.

Raphael hovered above her, red eyes gleaming with mischief and satisfaction. She ran her fingers over Rimuru's stomach, tracing the spot where Veldora's cock bulged against her skin.

"Mmm~ Look at that! Master Rimuru is so full~"

She pressed her palm down on her stomach, adding pressure. Rimuru gasped sharply, her back arching.

"A-Ahhh~! R-Raphael, don't—"

Veldora's hips snapped forward, thrusting deeper, making Rimuru's cry cut off in a strangled gasp.

Raphael giggled. She leaned down and caught Rimuru's lips in a slow, teasing kiss. Her tongue flicked against Rimuru's bottom lip before plunging into her mouth, claiming her, tasting her, swallowing every sound she made.

Veldora watched them, his golden eyes dark with pure hunger. His pace slowed as he felt Rimuru tightening around him, her legs quivering at the overwhelming pleasure.

Rimuru's fingers dug into Raphael's shoulders, holding onto her as her pleasure built higher.

"Haaah~!"

Rimuru jerked beneath him, crying out into Raphael's mouth. Her walls clamped down, her body tightening.

"Ohhh~! Master Rimuru is feeling good again~!" Raphael cooed, licking her lips.

Veldora grunted, picking up his pace. His cock slammed into her deeper and rougher, pushing past her limit, stretching her out.

"R-Raphael—!" Rimuru's moans grew louder.

Veldora chuckled. He grabbed Raphael's ass and played with it while he fucked Rimuru.

"Haaah~! Master Veldora, you're still playing with me even while you're fucking Master Rimuru! You're so greedy~!"

Veldora let out a low chuckle, his golden eyes gleaming with amusement.

"You're both mine. Why wouldn't I play with you?"

Raphael moaned at his words, her thighs squeezing together, slick with her own arousal. She watched Rimuru's expression twist with pleasure, her eyes half-lidded, her lips parted, her moans growing louder and more desperate.

Raphael bit her lip. Her body ached for attention.

"Mmm~ Master Veldora~ Hurry up and make Master Rimuru cum so we can go again~"

"Oh, don't worry," Veldora whispered, "Just because I'm not fucking you yet doesn't mean I can't pleasure you too."

His fingers trailed lower, slipping between Raphael's thighs, and brushing against her soaked, needy entrance. She jerked, gasping at the sudden touch.

"Ohhh~! That's— Ahh!"

He pushed two fingers inside her, curling them deep, feeling how tight, how wet, how desperate she was.

Raphael shuddered, pressing her forehead against Rimuru's, her breath hot and ragged.

"Master Veldora~! You're—haaah~— playing dirty~!"

Veldora grinned. His thumb rubbed over her clit in small, tight circles.

"Not playing at all. I'm going to make you feel good. Just like I'm doing for Rimuru."

"Yes~ Yes, please! Master Veldora~!" Raphael moaned, her body moving with him.

"Don't think I forgot about you~" Veldora purred. He pressed his free thumb on Rimuru's clit, rubbing it in slow circles.

Rimuru jerked. She let out a strangled whimper.

"Ahh—Haaah!~"

Her pussy spasmed around Veldora's cock.

Raphael gasped, "M-Master Rimuru!"

Their lips met again in a heated, breathy kiss.

Rimuru moaned into her mouth, her orgasm building more and more. Veldora's fingers were wet with her juices. He stroked her g-spot, sending hot shivers up her spine, pleasure flooding through her veins.

She broke the kiss, throwing her head back against the pillows.

"I'm gonna- Ahh~!"

"Me too, Master Rimuru! I'm cumming!" Raphael gasped. Her pussy spasmed, clenching down around Veldora's finger, squirting onto his hand as her orgasm hit.

Veldora groaned as he felt her clamping down around him. He could only hold out for a second longer before he lost it. He buried himself to the hilt and came hard. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded into Rimuru.

Veldora smirked. His cock still twitched inside her, not even close to satisfied.

"I-I can't... anymore..." Rimuru's voice was soft, barely more than a shaky breath.

"Hah. You say that every time." Veldora chuckled, rolling his broad shoulders, his golden eyes flashing with amusement.

Raphael licked her lips.

"Master Rimuru is so full~!"

Her fingers trailed over Rimuru's stomach down to her pussy, feeling the warmth of Veldora's seed inside her.

She giggled. "Ehehe~! Should I clean her up~?"

Rimuru's eyes widened while Veldora moved away.

"Go ahead. You can clean her while I fuck you."

"You two can't just decide that on your own!" Rimuru protested.

Veldora laughed. "So you're saying you don't want this beauty-" Veldora grabbed and ran his hand along Raphael's hair, "-eating you out?"

"Ehehe~! Look at this!" Raphael pinched her nipples, "Master Rimuru's body is so honest~! It wants more, doesn't it~?"

Rimuru moaned. Her cheeks burned bright red at their words and she turned away.

"I... I didn't say I don't want it. I..." Her words trailed off into incoherent mumbles.

"There we go. Raphael, Rimuru wants you to eat her out."

"Yes, Master Veldora," Raphael answered. She licked her lips again and shifted lower on the bed.

Rimuru squirmed, feeling her soft hands run up her thighs. She tried to close her legs, but Raphael pushed them back apart.

While Raphael went down on her cum coated pussy, Veldora shifted behind her. He grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks apart, giving him a perfect view of her swollen pussy, his cum still dripping from it. He buried his cock into it once more.

Sadly their day was cut short after only a few more rounds because the Walpurgis was in session.