God Ash: Remnants of the fallen.

Cain was taken by surprise.

Then the fire that had been extinguished ignited with the fury of a thousand blazing Suns.

The temptation that spread across his lips was simply too divine.

His hands on her shoulders suddenly gripped her harder, forcing a soft moan from Roselle.

He had told himself several times in the past; the best course of action would be to remain detached and avoid romantic involvement.

That was easier said than done.

He pressed his body against her skin.

It was soft and warm.

He felt something poke through his lips and slide into his mouth.

It was soft and wiggly like a little snake and carried a delicate, fruity flavor he was afraid of getting addicted to.

'Like a tart cherry...' He couldn't help but think to himself.

Suddenly, Roselle pushed against his chest, forcefully breaking the kiss.

Although the tent was enveloped in darkness, he could see her face very clearly.

A deep pink blush on her face and neck.

Her skin moist from the beads of sweat.

Her ample chest heaving slightly from having been out of breath for so long.

"W-what are we doing?! W-we can't be doing this." She muttered weakly.

Cain smiled bitterly as he pulled her in closer, this time, completely covering her body with his.

A look of panic appeared in Roselle's eyes as she struggled weakly,

"I-I'm sorry! I shouldn't have come here."

Cain pursed his lips,

"No. This was the best time."

The look of panic in her eyes strengthened when she realized Cain had no intentions of letting her go.

"A-aren't you together with Susan? Or Jenny? Or Evangeline? This wouldn't be fair to them! So we can't do this."

He raised a brow,

"I'm not together with anyone."

He wasn't lying too.

He suddenly realized he had rather complicated relationships with so many women.

'When did it become like this?' He couldn't help but think to himself.

His attention drifted back to the beautiful fruit laying beneath him.

In all honesty, he had never done the deed before. He had not been very interested in doing it too, completely apathetic at one point, even.

However, that had begun to change recently.

The more alive he felt, the stronger his urges became.

And although he considered himself to be strong-minded and strong-willed, there was a limit to his resistance.

Looking at Roselle's pink, moist lips, he found himself unable to look away.

He couldn't say he loved her.

He didn't think it was possible for him to feel love.

But he was certainly attracted to her.

Her proportions were nothing short of majestic. Her hips were nice and slender, and her bust was rather eye-catching, although neither were exaggerated.

Her skin was soft and springy, making contact with her nice and comfortable.

He looked into her soft eyes,

"Wait... At least we should—"

He firmly pressed his lips onto hers, swallowing her words.

This time, she didn't resist, instead, participating wholeheartedly as she firmly gripped into his long hair.

Then her arms began roaming all over his body.

His muscles were firm and compact, and his body radiated a heat that nearly set her ablaze.

Her lower body immediately became uncontrollably moist.

'What is this feeling?! I've never felt this way before?' She though, a shudder passing through her body.

It was only a natural reaction.

A feeling of attraction between two humans— creatures that were mostly human.

She wasn't sure she was in love with him.

To her, love was a complex thing, one she didn't think she had felt before.

But she couldn't deny her attraction to this strange person.

She gripped into his arms tightly, pulling him even closer

Seeing her eagerness, Cain sucked in a deep breath and summoned up the courage to take the next step.

He couldn't help but feel a bit tense.

Luckily for him, the steps seemed to come to him naturally. As though it had come programmed in his soul since he was born.

He broke away from her lips and ran his tongue across the nape of her neck, eliciting a sharp hiss from her.

He grabbed her wrists and held them over her head.

She tried to struggle against his grip, but found she was unable to free herself.

His strength was just too much.

Her blush deepened when she realized she became even more aroused.

'How shameless...' She though, he rface heating up in embarrassment.

Since the battle was over for now, they were both dressed lightly.

She had on a soft one piece dress while he only had pants on. The rest of his body was discovered in bandages as the wounds he had suffered during the battle with Inixth had yet to heal fully.

Although he still felt the pain and numbness, Cain felt even more overwhelmed by the pleasure.

He couldn't resist sinking his teeth into her soft skin, leaving a red mark behind.

A mark of himself in her.

Roselle suddenly shivered and clenched her legs.

Cain immediately noticed this.

A strange smile appeared on his lips as he reached down.

"Wait—!"

Since both her hands were gripped by his, she was unable to stop him physically. She could only try with her words.

However, those words were unable to come out of her small, parted lips.

Instead, what came out from her mouth was a suppressed moan.

Cain's fingers had found her soft spot.

Tears appeared at the edge of her eyes as she wriggled her hips.

Cain curious touched around.

It was soft and extremely moist.

'So this is how it looks...' He said, admiring her.

"S-stop looking." Roselle muttered softly, her face heating up.

Cain completely ignored her as he pushed his face closer to get a better look.

A soft fragrance filled his senses. The pheromones immediately almost made his lose his mind.

A deep golden glow flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He slowly stretched his tongue out to have a taste.

Roselle felt her mind go blank.

Cain's eyes widened as he felt his libido shoot through the roof.

It was like the sweet nectar he had just tasted possessed the magical properties of an aphrodisiac.

His self-control vanishing instantly, he fully began to indulge.

With just the last presence of mind, he activated the {Soul Deity of Darkness} and restricted its area of effect to just envelope his tent alone.

Above them, the from of an illusory eldritch being made of darkness flashed for a moment, then disappeared.

He released Roselle's hands and grasped her plump thighs tightly as he buried his face even deeper.

Instead of pushing him away with her newfound freedom, Roselle pulled on his hair with both hands.

Her back created a beautiful arch as her legs trembled,

'W-what's happening to me?!'

She had never felt this way before.

It was confusing.

It was terrifying.

But it was also wonderful.

Like a forbidden fruit.

One that could consume you whole once you had the first taste.

She whispered as she felt something rising within her.

"C-Cain! Wait a moment!" She said, trying to hold back.

Fully lost in the moment, Cain didn't hear her until it was too late.

His eyes widened as a shower of fragrant liquid hit him right in the face.

He reflexively pulled his face back, but Roselle's body followed closely. With a loud moan, she pushed herself against his face, slowly grinding the ebbing tides of her orgasm away.

Then she collapsed right onto the makeshift bedding within the tent, her body still twitching.

His face drenched, Cain was speechless.

He poked his tongue out and licked his lips.

"Tasty."

Hearing that, Roselle's face began as red as a ripe tomato. She tightly shut her eyes and placed her hands over her face to try and hide the embarrassment.

"W-what are you even saying? It was gross, wasn't it?"

Cain chuckled softly and grabbed onto her hands, pulling them away from her face.

He couldn't see her eyes.

They were soft and tender, sparkling like stars on a lake.

His breath was immediately stolen away.

In his mind, he couldn't help but think to himself.

'There is truly nothing, as beautiful as this in this world.'

Nothing would change his mind.

Absolutely nothing.

Without hesitation, he tore her clothes right off to reveal her beautiful body.

The two globes on her chest were perfectly round and perky, their ends pink and throbbing with arousal.

Cain greedily snatched them with his lips, inciting a long, drawn out moan from Roselle.

It excited him.

His arms roamed her body.

To his surprise, he felt Roselle's hands pulling on the band of his trousers, attempting to free the mighty beast sealed within.

Without hesitation, Cain reached down to assist her.

Together, they freed the nesting dragon.

Now, they were both fully naked.

Roselle stared at his dormant member, her eyes slowly widened,

"I-It won't fit." She muttered.

Cain glanced down.

He was not one to observe and measure his piece with others so he had no idea what the standard measurements and size looked like.

"Is it really that weird?" He couldn't help but think our loud.

A smile crept up to Roselle's face.

In a sudden turn of events, Cain suddenly found his back on the floor with Roselle mounted firmly above him.

Her cheeks were puffed and her eyes glowed seductively,

"You've had your fun, haven't you? I think it's my turn now."

Cain watched as her lithe body slithered down.

He felt something grip his member.

Looking down, he relished a scene that would be forever imprinted onto his mind.

The sight of an absolute gorgeous beast girl gripping onto his penis with a shy, yet seductive blush on her face.