The Summoner Laughs Last - 10
TW: noncon handjob
Seirios carried Lion in his arms; holding him as if he was made of glass.
Vega, the Eastern Demon Queen, descended onto the ground, hiding her wings. She had the appearance of a stunningly beautiful young woman. Her silver hair was glossy and smooth, and she looked young and elegantly beautiful. If Lion were told that she wasn’t a demon, but a Saint, he would have believed it. Only her irises, which were the same color as her hair, and her faintly shining pupils, instinctively made Lion feel uneasy.
The white-haired demon clutched his injured eye, an eye that had already lost its luster, and knelt at Vega’s feet. He told her what he’d been doing to Rowan since last year. Vega called the white-haired demon, ‘Altare’.
Just as Lion thought, Altare wanted to destroy the town in retaliation for the needless killing of weak demons that had taken place last year. Altare had felt animosity towards human trespassers who would raid demon territory just for fun since before the incident.
Since Vega had also strictly prohibited her demon underlings from needlessly meddling with the humans, he wasn’t able to attack them outright. Instead, he decided to starve the town of its food by using Drought; a demon that brought on dry weather.
However, because of the summoning of Thunder, a being whose powers were many times stronger than Drought’s, Altare’s plans were spoiled.
“I had my hands full dealing with issues in the southern parts of my land, so I entrusted Altare to manage this area. I came here so suddenly because I sensed the presence of foreign magical powers, but I never imagined that something like this was happening here… My subordinate has caused great trouble.”
“I don’t care about what happens to the people of that town. I’m just unhappy that he raised his hands against this human.”
Lion saw the kneeling Altare’s shoulders jolt and tremble.
“I will take on the responsibility of disciplining my subordinate. I’ll also issue a warning to the humans who’ve underestimated me.”
“Ah, are you going to kill the citizens of Rowan after all?!” Lion suddenly cried from Seirios’ arms.
Vega may have looked like a beautiful young woman, but she was a Demon Queen. The being who sat at the top of the hierarchy amongst the eastern demons. She wasn’t someone humans could just casually address.
Vega aimed a pure, motherly smile at Lion.
“No, I will send a warning to the King of the Tailes Kingdom. To govern this country and its humans is his job. Instead… I’ll just give the people who started this whole affair a little scare, but I will do so without taking their lives.”
A ‘scare’ from a Demon Queen… Various dangerous, and wild ideas ran through Lion’s head. But, he remembered hearing that the youngsters who killed the demons hadn’t shown any signs of remorse, so this could be considered their own just desserts.
“By the way, Northerner. Why have you come here?”
“I’m no longer affiliated with the North. I’m just a stray now. Currently, I’m travelling with this human here.”
“And just who on earth is that human…?”
“He’s the one keeping me as a pe-”
“Wha-?! Mister Sei, what are you saying again?!”
Lion covered Seirios’ mouth with both of his hands, using enough force to make a loud slapping sound. Vega’s eyes widened, and she stiffened.
It bothers me that he immediately says stuff like ‘He’s keeping me as a pet,’ and, ‘He’s my owner.’ Your jokes aren’t funny, Mister Sei!
Seirios, as if he was pleased by something, his mouth still covered by Lion’s hands, chuckled.
“No way,” Vega murmured, but her words didn’t reach Lion’s ears.
And thus, they parted with Vega and Altare. With that sorted, Lion wanted to wash the dust he was covered in off, so he had told Seirios that he’d intended to walk to the river by himself. But there was no use in arguing with Seirios once the demon had made up his mind: Lion would be carried there in Seirios’ arms.
Seirios was still in his demon form. The crushing sense of intimidation had diminished, perhaps because Seirios was suppressing his powers in some way. Still, Lion couldn’t help but feel some instinctual fear.
Because of that fear, Lion purposefully tried to address Seirios cheerfully.
“Anyways… so the Eastern Demon Queen is a Steller’s Sea Eagle! That really surprised me.”
“That is Vega’s true form. She must have been really furious.”
After their initial parting with Vega and Altare, Lion had heard the loud flapping of wings from behind, and when looked back, there was a pure white eagle in the night sky. It was a beautiful Steller’s Sea Eagle, perhaps several meters long, bigger than a normal eagle. This eagle had faced the prostrating Altare and watched him with a reproachful gaze.
No matter how one looked at it, it was the exact same look Vega, who just left, had given Altare…
“High ranking demons usually take on human forms, but many demons’ true forms aren’t human. When a demon becomes extremely angry or weakened, they are unable to control their emotions, and thus their true form will show.”
“So you’re saying that your true form is different from this one, Mister Sei?”
“It is. It’s quite a big deal for us to expose our true forms, so it’s rarely shown. We’ve arrived at the river. Are you going to bathe?”
“Returning to Adon’s house in this beat up state would be, ya’know. Oh! So, there is a cabin here after all!”
Lion remembered back when Altare had carried him midair, he had seen a small mountain cabin somewhere around this area. Since the townspeople had said that they sometimes hunted here, Lion believed that this cabin was a hunting base.
The door of the small mountain hut was locked, but Seirios unlocked it with a single touch. Since they were actually trespassing, Lion promised himself that he’d apologize to Adon later, and entered the hut.
“Thank goodness! There are clothes here… and it looks like we can light a fire too.”
Inside the cabin was a single set of bedding, a set of clothes, some preserved food, and some equipment for starting a fire.
Lion was still bleeding from the shallow wounds all over his body. His clothes were dirty as well, so he intended to bathe quickly in cold water, then wash his clothes.
“This is just what we needed, right?”
“Yes, it’s just right. Uwah!”
Lion’s shoulders were suddenly pushed down. With a soft ‘thump’, he fell onto the bedding. The moonlight flowed in through the opened door, faintly illuminating Seirios’ figure. Lion could clearly see Seirios’ deep crimson eyes and his slit pupils.
He was…. unable to look away.
“I’ll heal you. Keep still.”
Lion tried to get up immediately after Seirios, who was still staring at him, said this, but the moment he tried to do so, he felt there was no strength in his body.
“W-wait, Mister Sei! I can’t move…did you cast a spell on me?”
“It’s not a spell.”
Lion, facing upwards on the bed, heard the rustle of clothes, and then Seirios hanged over him. He cradled Lion’s head and hugged him tightly.
Huh, why is he suddenly-? A question mark flew around Lion’s head, but he didn’t say anything, and for a short while, Seirios held him silently.
Then, Seirios muttered quietly, “If you had called out for me even a second later, you would have been dead.”
“But, you saved me, Mister Sei. This is the second time it’s happened like this. I’m truly sorry for being so useless. Thank you.”
“I was scared.”
“When I thought that you might be gone from this world, I felt fear for the first time…”
Seirios leaned his body back a little, and silently gazed at Lion’s face, wet with blood and sweat. The demon looked grim, as if he was in pain. The atmosphere was serious, not one Lion felt comfortable joking around in.
Why? Why was Seirios worrying about him so much?
Being examined like this, Lion’s body grew somewhat hot. His pulse quickened. Something was wrong. If he didn’t get out of the demon’s embrace quickly, then…
Just as these thoughts were going through Lion’s head, Seirios brought his face near the wound on Lion’s forehead and… then he licked it.
“Ah. I-it’s fine! You don’t have to heal anything! All the cuts are shallow. I’ll just summon a beast with healing abilities tomorrow, so-”
The cuts weren’t just on his face, they were on his arms, legs, back; all over his body. He did not think it was that probable, but if Seirios were to tell Lion that he would heal all of his wounds, it would get really embarrassing.
However, the man in front of him was lapping at his forehead and cheek with a serious expression on his face, and it didn’t seem like he was about to let him go.
The problem was that ever since he was told to keep still, Lion truly didn’t have any strength in his body.
“I said it was fine, didn’t I? Let go, please.”
“No, don’t move.”
With extreme ease, Seirios stripped the dirty clothes off of Lion’s weak body.
“Please, stop! What are you doing?! W-Wait…!”
Lion, who was now stripped down to his underwear, yelped in panic. His mouth was the only part of him that he could still move freely.
Although he couldn’t see, after his forehead, cheek and earlobes were licked, the cuts did stop stinging.
The demon’s glossy black hair tickled his chest. Over and over again, Seirios kissed the many shallow cuts on Lion’s forearm, whilst letting out quiet sucking sounds. The wounds quickly closed and scabbed over.
Even while Seirios was licking Lion’s wounds, his gaze never left Lion’s. Those deep crimson eyes were swaying uneasily, as if they were asking, ‘Are you in pain? Are you alright?’
Lion’s heartbeat quickened.
Why does my body feel hot? My heart is loudly pounding too…. What do I do? I really want Mister Sei to stop…
Seirios shifted, pressing his lips against the cuts on Lion’s thighs. Suddenly, those lips curved.
“Hm? Does that feel good?”
Lion followed Seirios’ line of sight. It was aimed between his own legs.
His underwear was tented…He was hard! Why?!
“No- it’s not like that! Get off! Shit-! Why can’t my body move!”
Lion wanted to get out from under the demon immediately and he wanted to get rid of the heat that had pooled in his lower belly. But it was futile, his body wouldn’t listen to him.
“I’ll take it out.”
Seirios leaned up and covered Lion’s lips with his own. A big hand reached inside his underwear and took hold of Lion’s erection, and Lion’s body jumped in surprise.
It felt good. The inside of his mouth was being gently caressed by a long tongue, and a slightly cold hand was stroking his heated erection.
No no no! Why, why is something like this happening?!
Lion was overwhelmed with embarrassment. Tears began to fall from his eyes; he was letting Seirios see him in such a pathetic state. Seirios, who he had only met a few days ago.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Don’t cry. Was I too rough? Did it hurt?”
“N-no, I’m… usually, not like this…”
Seirios who appeared to be confused for a moment, drew his mouth near Lion’s ear upon hearing his words.
“Feeling good is nothing to be embarrassed about. Besides… I’m probably the reason you’re so aroused. It seems my powers can seduce humans and compel them to be obedient.”
Eh- ‘seduce?’ ‘Compel’?
Is that why after he was told to ‘keep still’, Lion lost the ability to move and ended up aroused by having his body touched? So, he wasn’t weird?
“It’s because I took on a human form before you and pinned you down. This is my fault.”
He began to lovingly stroke Lion’s erection again. When he rubbed his hand against the tip, Lion let out a strained noise.
Slowly, he could hear lewd wet sounds and his face grew even hotter. His face was probably bright red right by now.
“Mister Sei, Mister Sei…”
Lion wasn’t really sure why he called out Seirios’ name, but the beautiful demon frowned a little and then clung to Lion’s lips. He entwined their tongues intensely, and he handled Lion’s erection with the same intensity and at the same time, moving his hand faster and faster.
“Whoa-, ah, I’m sorry-”
“You’re so cute, Lion. It’s alright, come.”
With Seirios using the perfect amount of force,and with his mouth being attacked at the same time, Lion came. He came in multiple spurts, as if he was trying to wring out every last drop. His come covered Seirios’ hand and Lion’s own abdomen.
In the morning he had summoned Thunder, in the evening, he was attacked by Altare, met the Eastern Demon Queen, and then was seduced in the middle of the night. Lion’s willpower and stamina had long reached their limits. As if he was sinking into quicksand, he promptly fell asleep.
Thank you for reading!