Grayfia remained lying down, staring at the ceiling of that room which, over the past few hours, had become strangely familiar. Her body was weak, heavy, and sensitive, while an indescribable mixture of pain and pleasure seemed to course through every part of it. Her muscles barely responded, and even attempting to move required more effort than she was willing to expend at that moment. For that reason she limited herself to remaining motionless, with slow breathing and eyes lost above her. Even when Alear invited her to take a bath and got out of bed, she continued in that state….*
While she remained silent, she began to reflect on her choices, on Alear, and especially on the reason why she could no longer see what had happened in the same way she would have seen it only a few hours earlier….
It was hard to believe that, until a short time ago, she had felt repulsion toward him. Sleeping with him had seemed a humiliating decision, something she had accepted only because she believed she had no other way to protect her family. At that moment, however, when she recalled everything that had happened, she could not find the same regret she expected to feel. On the contrary, there was a strange and deep satisfaction inside her, as if a part of herself had finally received something that had remained absent throughout her entire life….
She loved Sirzechs and had been a completely devoted wife to him… at least until the previous night. The truth, however, was that she had already felt unsatisfied with the marriage for a long time, although she had never stopped to acknowledge it. The two of them rarely slept together and, when she tried to remember the last time they had shared the same bed, she realized it had happened even before Millicas's birth. After their son was born, the distance between them gradually increased until the absence of any sexual relationship simply became another natural part of their routine—something she had never questioned. She had always believed that the love she felt for Sirzechs, the trust she placed in him, and the family they had built were enough….
However, she was now beginning to realize that there was a reason she had never felt such a strong longing to have sex with her husband. She simply felt no desire for him at all. Sirzechs liked to have sex in a more affectionate, gentle, and careful manner, always concerned with her comfort and little inclined to take control. Moreover, she had never had even a single orgasm with him and, many times, had needed to finish by herself through masturbation….
She had never stopped to think that that was a "problem," because, after all, she loved her husband… Still, that dissatisfaction had always existed somewhere inside her heart. Over the years she had believed that feeling had disappeared or been forgotten, until she came face to face with it again after being fucked so thoroughly the previous night and once more that morning… When her mind finally began to reorganize itself after the countless moments in which she had completely lost her reason, she realized that she would no longer be able to live without that cock inside her, without those lips kissing hers, or without his touch….
…That fact should have filled her with guilt. After all, besides having betrayed her husband, she felt deeply satisfied, happy, free, and fulfilled, as if her mind had reached a kind of enlightenment. And to make everything even worse, she was comparing her lover to her own husband. Still, instead of guilt, all of that brought her a strange sense of relief, as if, for the first time, she had lived fully as herself. It was a complex, deep, and indescribable feeling….
Being dominated felt so good….
She had finally found a man she considered worthy of serving. There was no way she would not want to remain at his side… Wait. She was married…. Ah, it didn't matter. Her Alear-sama did not seem to care about that. Even knowing she had a son, he still wanted her and had made that very clear by making her feel so good the previous night. He had even said she was a very sexy milf… Uh? But what should she do now? She could not imagine how she could continue living without being at his side. What to do? What to do…. Huh? What if she used the contract with her Alear-sama as an excuse? She would only need to say that, in exchange for the commercial contract, she would have to live at the Häangenti Mansion for a few years. That way she could avoid her husband… As for her son, her mother-in-law could take care of him…. Besides, she would also be saving the Gremory family. After all, even if she wished to follow a man she considered better, that was still her family….
Yes, she would do exactly that…. It was the best solution. A pity that her body had already reached its limit; otherwise she could very well get up and go look for her Alear-sama in the bathroom. Just imagining the possibility made her body react again, and an intense wave of pleasure ran through her mind. Ah… Just that idea alone was enough to make her feel she could cum!!!
… …
While Grayfia remained lying down, lost in her own delusions and planning a future at Alear's side, he had not the slightest idea of what was going through the mind of Lucifer's wife. And even if he knew, he would probably find it all amusing. He had already finished bathing. The hot water had washed away the sweat and the smell of sex left by the night and the morning. Afterward he put on a simple black robe, casually tightening the belt around his waist, and left the bathroom without looking back.
His still-damp hair left a few drops running down the back of his neck as he walked through the corridors of the mansion toward the office. Upon entering the office he went straight to the main chair and sat down, letting out a light sigh of satisfaction. The robe opened a little over his chest as he settled in, crossing one leg over the other….
He lightly clenched his fist. He had indeed become stronger, although the increase had been quite small considering he had slept with the Strongest Queen of the Underworld. Well, the "Master-Servant Contract" was basically a link between souls through which he could sense the location of his servants and enjoyed various other benefits. When a servant's loyalty reached the maximum level, the "Master-Servant Oath" could be formed, increasing the power of both master and servant. He had reached that stage with Grayfia in only a few hours, which meant she was already absolutely loyal to him—disregarding the way she had ended up sleeping with him… So, had he just acquired a maid? Well, it was not bad. Having a milf at his side was certainly a good thing, although Nobunaga could also be considered one, since she had had descendants….
Anyway, Mio, Ravel, and Maria had probably become stronger as well. After all, every additional contract that reached the "Oath" stage further increased the power of both master and servant….
In particular, he found it quite impressive that all of his contracts had reached that level…..
When a servant's loyalty reached the maximum level, transforming into absolute loyalty, the collar-shaped mark around their neck disappeared, and the curse formed during the previous stage ceased to be activated. After all, at that point the servant would never betray the master. That was the phenomenon in which the "contract" sublimated and transformed into a true "vow." Stopping to think about it, was that not basically a form of marriage…?
Alear shook his head, pushing that thought away.
It was not the time to delve into that.
Instead, his mind turned to something more important. During the full use of "Eromancy" with Grayfia, he had felt something strange form in the core of his existence. A small pink seed had been born inside his [Divinity], as if it had arisen from that purely carnal act….
He could only imagine what it was.
A concept of "Sex"?
The possibility made him frown slightly. If that seed continued to grow and develop, perhaps in the future he could become something close to a God of Sex. Still, that was nothing more than a hypothesis. He would need to study the functioning of his own Divinity more deeply and observe whether that seed would truly continue expanding with the passage of time.
For now it was merely another mysterious change in his already complicated existence.
"…"
Alear averted his gaze and returned his attention to the pile of documents that still remained on the desk. They were the reports and contracts Ravel had brought the previous night, which he had not had time to review because of the unexpected events. He picked up the pen and the stamp and began calmly analyzing each sheet, checking numbers, signing where necessary, and stamping the documents that required official approval. The process lasted some time, but little by little the pile diminished until the last report had been properly verified and organized.
When he finished, Alear stretched in the chair, extending his arms behind him and letting out a light sigh of satisfaction as he felt his muscles relax. It was exactly at that moment that the office door opened softly.
Grayfia entered with her usual elegance, once again wearing the maid uniform impeccably. The fabric fitted perfectly to her curvy body, while her long silver hair had been carefully arranged. As she approached the desk she bowed in a brief and precise reverence.
"Good morning, Alear-sama."
Alear raised his gaze and greeted her with a slight nod of the head.
"Good morning, Grayfia. Are you feeling well?"
"Yes. Forgive me for not being able to accompany you during the bath…" She answered in a calm and professional voice. After a brief pause she added: "I also took the liberty of cleaning and organizing the room…."
Alear smiled lightly, resting his elbow on the desk.
"Hmm, you don't need to apologize for that. In any case, we will have many other opportunities to bathe together…. Besides, I will leave that part for you to handle for me in the future as my personal head maid. What do you think?"
The words were spoken casually, but for Grayfia they carried a special meaning. On the outside her expression remained cold and composed, exactly as always. On the inside, however, a wave of excitement and satisfaction spread through her chest, making her heart beat a little faster. Being recognized as Alear's personal head maid and hearing that he expected to continue sharing moments at her side in the future awakened a happiness she did not know how to describe. Still, she limited herself to tilting her head slightly in acknowledgment, hiding any trace of the emotions those simple words had awakened.
"It would be an honor, Alear-sama."
The answer was given with the same calm and formality as always….
Alear merely nodded in response. Then he settled more comfortably in the chair and discreetly cleared his throat, as if organizing his own thoughts before addressing a more important subject.
"Right…. Since, in the heat of the moment, we ended up forming a 'Master-Servant Contract'… Well, you know the implications of that. We need to think about what we will do regarding the Gremory family. I believe you still want to help them and, as I said before, I did not lie about my proposal. But I would like to hear what you think about all of this…"
Grayfia's expression remained composed, although her gaze became a little more serious. She had already thought about that subject while remaining alone in the room and, for a few seconds, hesitated before answering.
"Actually, Alear-sama… I had an idea." After a brief pause she continued: "We can use the contract as justification—that is the only way I can obtain what I desire… I decided to serve you of my own free will. Regardless of what I thought or desired before, what matters now is the choice I made…."
She lowered her gaze slightly for a moment before continuing.
"But I cannot simply abandon my family. The Gremory family is still important to me, and I do not intend to ignore my responsibilities toward them. I will say that, due to the terms of the agreement, I will need to remain at the Häangenti Mansion for a few years. That way I will be able to follow my own selfish desire to stay at your side and, at the same time, continue helping my family. I believe it is the best solution for everyone…."
Alear listened to the explanation without interrupting her.
"Hmm… That could work."
He nodded, considering the proposal for a few seconds. Wasn't that woman a little clever? Had corrupting her mind awakened some neurons that had been dormant? In any case, it was not a deal in which he would come out losing, and he would have a maid to take care of his needs, so he opened one of the desk drawers and took out a document he had set aside earlier. After quickly checking the contents, he extended the paper toward her…
"Deliver this to Lord Gremory or to your cuckold husband…. They will have to discuss the details with Lord Agares, since he is the one who will lead this business. But with this the Gremory family will also be able to participate in the trade…."
Grayfia approached the desk and received the document with both hands. Her eyes briefly scanned the contents before she held it against her body.
"Understood, Alear-sama. I will make sure to deliver the document and explain the terms of the proposal."
She nodded respectfully, but did not move immediately. Although she knew she needed to return to the Gremory residence to discuss the agreement and settle the necessary details, the idea of distancing herself from Alear, even if only for some time, awakened an unexpected hesitation inside her. Until a few hours ago she had wanted to be as far away from him as possible. Now, however, the mere possibility seemed strangely unpleasant…..
Still, she maintained a serene expression and carefully stored the document. After all, that was necessary to ensure she could return to the Häangenti Mansion and remain at his side without anyone questioning her decisions….
Alear merely nodded.
"All right. Resolve everything you need and come back when you finish. It should not take long, as long as you explain the terms correctly."
"Yes, Alear-sama."
Grayfia made another bow before drawing a teleportation magic circle. However, her steps seemed a little slower than usual. No matter how hard she tried to maintain a professional posture, a part of her already wished to finish that task quickly and return to his side…. She suppressed her feelings and stepped into the teleportation circle, disappearing completely from the office….
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(A/N: I skipped the process of the Master and Servant Contract because I honestly felt that showing it during the previous chapter would have interrupted the immersion of the smut scene and distracted from the flow of the moment. Instead, I decided to explain how the contract works here, after the events have already happened, so the previous chapter could focus entirely on the scene itself while this chapter deals with the consequences and the mechanics behind the contract....
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