Obsession: Albedo’s Desire

The grand mansion in E-Rantel served as the dining hall of Albedo, Overseer of the Guardians of Nazarick. The young master of this estate was none other than Albedo's meal.

The dining chamber, the most luxurious room in the mansion, was sparsely furnished, its elegance defined by a massive bed draped in opulent canopy curtains. This bed was Albedo's dining table, where she partook of her feast.

A man lay alone on the bed. Albedo lingered beyond the sheer curtains. She had ordered him to the bed, and though some time had passed, she had yet to enter.

The man, who would never question Albedo's actions, waited patiently. As both bed and meal, he reclined, yet the contradiction arose: lying down, he couldn't help but stand tall.

Albedo's embodiment of beauty filled his vision, her sweet, sensual fragrance teased his senses, and having experienced her feasts, he knew it was a universal truth that even in repose, he would rise for her.

But was it proper to wait for his mistress with such an eager erection?

To calm himself, he began counting prime numbers, said to soothe the mind. Primes—natural numbers divisible only by one and themselves—came easily up to the 40th. As the numbers grew larger, the task grew harder, especially distinguishing primes from their products, requiring repeated checks. Indeed, counting primes calmed him. By the time he confirmed 1069 as prime, the delicate canopy curtains parted.

An hour had passed since Albedo entered the dining chamber.

Why had it taken her so long to join him?

As soon as the man vanished behind the curtains, Albedo clutched her head and let out a muffled scream.

(Ohhh… Why does he look at me with those sparkling eyes!? Sure, no woman in this world is more beautiful than me, but to say my existence floods the world with light or defines true beauty? That's too much! His eyes don't doubt a word he says. He genuinely believes I'm the ruler of beauty, the embodiment of mercy and love. That's over the top! Even if it might be true! How… How can looking at him feel so embarrassing? I'm stunning, but it's still embarrassing! …Wait!? Lord Momonga sometimes retreats to his room alone… Could he be embarrassed by his subjects' praise!? Oh, how adorable Lord Momonga is! Now that I understand his heart, maybe I should come back later… No, absolutely not, Albedo! If I miss today, something will definitely interrupt next time!)

The man had told Aura last night as he left Nazarick, "I've arranged to soften Hamsuke's fur. Come by if you're free." Aura was still mulling it over. By some strange twist of fate, the odds of Albedo running into Aura on her next visit were as even as a coin toss.

Albedo, with her brilliant mind, vaguely sensed this mysterious force of fate entwining her.

(Why should I be embarrassed? He's handsome, honest, sharp, and adores me—maybe he's a cute human, but he's still just a human man! Why should I, Albedo, feel shy around him? That's absurd! I should be confident and let him handle it. …But what if, like last time, I get overwhelmed and lose control? I didn't mean to stay that time, but I wanted him inside me. I can't let him take charge again. …What if I fail like last time? Another failure, and I'm a disgrace as a succubus…)

Her failed attempt at a night visit had scarred her heart. To heal, she needed a thick injection of sticky, potent medicine.

(Oh… Thinking about it's making me wet… My heart's a mess, but my body craves his cock. That's right, I'm a succubus! …Yes!)

Albedo shed her dress, folding it neatly and placing it on a table carved from obsidian. She wore no bra—her voluptuous, perfect breasts needed none to hold their shape. Her heart and body thrummed with anticipation, her nipples hardening at the touch of air.

Her pure white panties, barely covering her, revealed dark curls beneath. As she removed them, they clung, drawing sticky threads.

Naked, Albedo returned to the chaise longue, lying back with legs spread wide, straddling the seat. Her hands avoided her alluring breasts, reaching instead for her groin. Long, delicate fingers parted trimmed curls, finding her glistening, open slit.

"Ohh… My pussy's already so wet. My fingers slide right in… Mmm… It feels so good… But his fingers feel better… His cock would feel even better…"

Her left hand gathered slick drool from her lower lips with three fingers, pressing them against her bud. A few rubs peeled back its hood, exposing a sensitive clit that made her hips quiver with each stroke. Her right hand's middle finger plunged into her ripe, untouched maidenhood. Despite long nails, a secret skill ensured no harm to her delicate flesh. Her hot, soft walls clung to her finger without hindering its movement.

Her fingers moved rhythmically, rubbing her clit and thrusting inside. Moaning, Albedo masturbated. It was a daily ritual, smooth and practiced. Yet, with greater pleasure and delicious milk awaiting, she felt a pang of sadness, tears streaming as she climaxed.

Crying, she reached her peak. She meant to prepare herself without his help, but despite the pleasure, she felt sorrow.

"Albedo-sama!? What's wrong!?"

Albedo appeared through the curtains, stark naked. Her skin flushed faintly pink, her large breasts adorned with proudly erect nipples, and glistening trails ran from her groin down her thighs, exuding a lascivious scent.

That alone would stir anticipation, but her beautiful face bore tear tracks, her eyes red.

"It's nothing."

"…Yes."

If Albedo-sama said it was nothing, it must be so, though something clearly happened.

"…Oh? Your cock isn't hard again?"

"I was waiting for you, Albedo-sama."

"…I see. Then I'll make it hard."

Her tearful expression vanished, replaced by a radiant, lustful smile.

She pushed the man back onto the bed as he tried to rise. She knew a touch, a press of her body, or a breath could arouse him, but she wanted to taste him first. Holding her long hair aside, she flicked her tongue against him, and he began to swell.

"Hehe… Such a big, splendid cock. Kiss… Mmm♡ Just a little kiss, and it's standing? What happens if I lick it? Slurp… Mmm… Lick… Suck…"

"Oh… Albedo-sama…"

"Mmm? What is it?"

"It's… uh…"

"Hehe, silly boy."

Hearing him swallow hard, Albedo lowered her mouth again. His once-limp member now stood proud, pulsing with hot blood, aiming skyward. She took its full length effortlessly, her lips wrapping around the base as the tip hit her throat. As a succubus, she felt no discomfort, only delight in its vigor.

Tightening her lips, she let her mucous membranes cling to his throbbing shaft, moving her head up and down. She felt him grip the sheets, enduring the pleasure. Pausing, she focused on the tip, licking the urethra with her soft tongue, coaxing out clear precum. Not as rich as semen, but she loved it all the same.

(His cock is so delicious… I could suck it forever, even without the milk… It's big, hot, twitching, and so cute. But my upper mouth isn't enough—I need to eat it with my lower one, too! I prepared with all that masturbation, crying from the intensity. Today, I'm definitely taking it in my pussy! …Oh, my pussy's dripping, drooling for his cock. Hehe… Time for a little mischief.)

While pleasuring him orally, Albedo straddled his face, a position she'd tried once before. Naked, having climaxed repeatedly, her succubus instincts craving him, her engorged, open womanhood twitched. She lowered her hips slightly.

"…"

Her secret place hovered inches from his nose, its parted lips glistening, revealing pink flesh. Her tiny vaginal opening dripped clear fluid, wetting her soft curls. Her potent feminine scent invaded his senses. A slight lift of his head, and he could taste her. But she hadn't permitted it. Though he sensed her desire, he couldn't act on his own. This wasn't Shalltear, Solution, Lupusregina, Narberal, or Sixth—it was Albedo-sama.

"Here's the deal: don't be rough. Be gentle, gentle. Ohh… No!♡ Don't suck so hard. My naughty juices are embarrassing… Ohh… If you do that, I'll suck you just as hard! Slurp… Suck… Ohh!"

With her permission, he pressed his tongue to her core. Her erect clit, a sensual bud, responded to his slow, circular licks, as instructed. Opening his mouth, he drank the love juices flowing from her entrance, savoring her clit simultaneously. His groin was enveloped in her warm mouth. Whether she didn't notice or was lost in her task, he grasped her buttocks. Her flawless skin was smooth, unblemished. His fingers grazed her cleft, brushing her anus, but she said nothing, only moaning as she took him deeper.

He kneaded her sensual flesh, shifting his kisses from her clit to her womanly depths.

"Ohhh… So gentle, but… where's your tongue going? Not my pussy… But it feels so good. I want your cock more than your tongue!♡ No, stop! Ohh… My pussy feels so good with your mouth!♡"

Despite her protests, Albedo didn't pull away. She released his shaft, braced her hands on his toned abdomen, and lowered her hips onto his face. Her black wings stretched taut, and she kneaded her breasts, pinching her hard nipples. Overwhelmed, she lifted a breast to her mouth, licking her own nipple with her red tongue—a feat only Albedo could manage.

Her face-sitting mirrored Shalltear's recent act.

"Ohh…"

A soft cry, and Albedo climaxed, her juices flowing into his mouth, lapped up entirely. Exhausted, she collapsed onto him, exhaling hotly. His gentle caresses, amplified by her earlier sensitivity, had undone her again. But she wasn't lost to ecstasy. His erect shaft demanded attention. She hadn't tasted his seed yet—leaving wasn't an option. Her magic items were left outside to ensure no escape.

Sliding off him, Albedo rolled onto her back, knees bent, legs parted.

"Come."

"Yes."

He knelt between her legs, leaning over her.

"Today, I'll properly eat your cock."

"Yes."

A succubus's proper dining etiquette.

"Kiss… Hehe, we haven't kissed yet. Your cock's delicious, but I forgot how tasty your saliva is. Kiss… Lick… Mmm… Oh, my breasts… Naughty boy."

Their lips met, tongues entwining, saliva mingling as they drank each other in. Her arms wrapped gently around his head, urging more. His hands slipped between them, sinking into her ample breasts, molding their softness.

"Albedo-sama?"

"Keep going. I'm giving you a reward."

He adjusted, feeling her hot shaft press against her slit, its firm tip teasing her. "A reward for me?"

"I want to give it to you. What, you don't want it?"

"Never. Anything from you is a treasure."

"…Exaggerating. But yes, I'll give you something unique…"

Their positions aligned, his precum mixing with her overflowing juices.

"Something so precious…"

"Just take it."

The room fell silent, thick stone walls and a heavy door blocking all sound. The canopy, a magic item warding off prying eyes, ensured their world was theirs alone. Only their voices, faint breaths, rustling sheets, and the soft sounds of their fluids echoed. Albedo smiled—seductive as a succubus, innocent as a maiden, passionate as a lover.

"I'm a succubus. I've milked your cock so much with my mouth, and you loved it, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"My hands, too. You thought I was skilled, didn't you?"

"…Yes."

"You answer everything, don't you?"

"I can't refuse your questions."

"Hmm… I'll give you some praise."

She nibbled his earlobe, loosening her embrace. Giving a reward face-to-face was embarrassing, but she wanted to see his expression. A quick kiss turned into a deep, saliva-soaked tangle, threads snapping as they parted.

"I'm… a virgin. A succubus, but I've never had a cock in my pussy. But I want yours. I want to eat it with my pussy. I want it inside. Understand?"

"That's…"

He knew, but her confession stunned him, eyes wide.

"I'm giving you my virginity."

She smiled radiantly. Her parted vaginal lips stretched around his tip, breaking her thin membrane.

"Your cock's entering… So strong, big, hot, wonderful… Oh… I felt it. My hymen broke under your cock…"

His tip fully entered, her hot folds clinging, drawing him deeper. Guided by her, he moved slowly. Her insides were molten, blurring the line between entering and melting.

"It's coming in… Your cock's in my pussy. It doesn't hurt at all, even as a virgin. It feels so good…"

Intending to go slow, he found himself halfway in. Worried about hurting her, he considered pulling out, but her tearful, longing gaze stopped him.

"Don't pull out… Come deeper. All of your cock… Put it in… Love me."

"Albedo-sama… Understood."

Their pubic hairs brushed, his fully erect shaft buried to the hilt. Her lascivious flesh embraced him, caressing wickedly.

Arching her neck, Albedo cried out in joy, tears streaming. She felt the cock she'd sucked so often now inside her, breaking her virginity, reaching her depths, kissing her lowered womb. It fit perfectly—length, girth, hardness—rubbing her sweetest spots.

Albedo lost her virginity.

"Hehe… You took my virginity♡"

"Yes, I received it."

"You're mine. I won't let you go."

"Yes, I'll never leave."

"Good boy… Move. Ohh! Your cock's so good!♡"

He began thrusting, pulling back to the edge and plunging in, her juices coating him, splashing as he hilted. Her wetness made relentless, wet sounds.

"So good, so good! Your cock's amazing! More, make it wetter! Make my pussy feel good!"

Her cries drowned out the sounds, her succubus nature bared as she clung to him, voicing her desires.

"My breasts, too! No, kiss me! Kiss me lots and fuck my pussy!"

She pushed him down, taking the top—a cowgirl position to heal her heart's wounds.

"Hehe… I can be on top, too. My pussy feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yes…"

Her succubus instincts unleashed, she rode him, her ample breasts bouncing. Watching them was a spectacle, but the urge to touch was a dilemma.

"I said love me. You can't just let me do it all."

At her command, he sat up, embracing her slender yet voluptuous form. Her sweet scent filled him as he buried his face in her breasts, sucking a nipple. No milk came, but it tasted sweet. Her erect nipples were a joy to see, touch, and taste, bringing happiness. Licking made her moan sensitively; sucking made her cry out, clutching his head.

"Ohh… My breasts, my pussy, it's so good!♡ Your cock fits my pussy perfectly. Just being inside feels amazing."

He flipped her, taking the top again, holding her close, gazing into her eyes as he thrust. Her beautiful face contorted, voicing pleasure. As a succubus but a virgin, unlike Solution, she didn't need to act. Her tightening, her cries, her flowing juices—he knew she'd climaxed multiple times.

"Your cock's so good… I should've done this sooner. Does fucking me feel good?"

"Of course."

"Good. It has to, since it's me. You…"

"Albedo-sama?"

"Nothing. Come on… Shoot it out. Fill my pussy with your cock milk!♡"

(I almost asked if he loves me! His cock feels amazing, perfect for my pussy, but I'm a succubus—this is just a meal! He loves me, obviously—he said I'm beautiful, saved me. I don't need to ask! I won't let that human girl, Lakyus, take him! He's mine, loves only me!)

"I'm coming!"

"Come!♡"

He thrust deep, pressing against her womb. She felt his cock swell, releasing thick, hot semen, filling her once-pure womb with potent seed.

"Ohh… It's coming… Your cock milk's filling my womb. So thick, so sticky. Eating it with my pussy feels so good, so delicious… It's still twitching, still shooting. I feel it in my baby room. Hehe… A succubus can absorb it from here.♡ No need to worry.♡"

(But if I wanted, it could happen.♡ Not that I would… Maybe for practice? If I bore Momonga-sama's heir and failed? A child might be good. Armor or a shape-hiding dress could cover it… My dress already does. No, no! Maybe later, after Momonga-sama conquers the world. Then maybe one for practice… Oh!?)

Drunk on her first proper succubus meal, Albedo's thoughts scattered, snapped back by sensation. Shalltear's teachings echoed: after ejaculation, lavish him with love and praise!

"I love you, Albedo-sama."

"Eek!?"

Her black wings twitched.

"Your splendor defies words. This experience is unmatched and will never be surpassed."

"That means…"

Her brows furrowed. Was he saying future encounters would be lesser? As a succubus and a woman, that was unforgivable.

"It could only be surpassed with you, Albedo-sama. Each time we make love, it will be greater."

He didn't believe—he knew. A certain future.

"Right… Yes, no woman surpasses me. Exactly. I'll fuck you again and again. But… Oh!♡ Your cock's hard again!♡"

"May I go again?"

"Of course. Fill my pussy more!♡"

"As you wish."

His cock, hotter than her molten core, regained its hardness post-ejaculation. The second round was slow, savoring. He stayed on top, hands clasped, fingers entwined. They kissed, exchanging saliva, her folds caressing every inch of him, perfectly matched. Their bodies pressed close, sweat and heat mingling. Cheeks brushed, whispering love—true for this moment or false. Albedo whispered love, unspokenly temporary. Each kiss carried it. The second climax saw her cling with arms and legs, forcing his release deep.

Three, four, five times—until dawn. Never pulling out, Albedo absorbed every drop.