Punishment – 2

I kissed her just like that. My vision was filled with Kaikilia. My lips overlapped with hers. The first time I did something like this, I was dumbfounded, but now, I had long since gotten used to it.

Kaikilia was the same. She still twitched her body, feeling pleasure from just a kiss, but her reaction wasn’t exactly the same as the first time. She seemed to have somewhat adapted to the pleasure.

It was the same when our tongues intertwined. If before it was a repeated cycle of Kaikilia putting her tongue in my mouth and trembling all by herself until she came, now I was the one taking the initiative, making Kaikilia tremble.

Kaikilia, her legs wobbling from the pleasure that ravaged her entire body, desperately clung to me.

I calmly pushed my tongue past her lips. After gently tapping her gums, her tightly closed teeth slowly parted, and I slipped my tongue inside.

I found her tongue, which was lying flat against the bottom and twitching, and firmly intertwined with it. My saliva flowed into Kaikilia’s mouth. Gulp, her throat pulsed faintly. It was an act that would have been unimaginable in the past.

“Hngh, Haaah…”

As always, muffled moans began to escape from between our touching lips.

Kaikilia was subtly sucking on the base of my tongue with her lips. I couldn’t tell if it was an unconscious service born from being drenched in pleasure, or if she was doing it intentionally for even more pleasure, knowing full well what she was doing.

But one thing was clear: a sober Kaikilia would never perform such a subservient act for a man.

While our tongues intertwined and saliva was exchanged inside her mouth, I slipped my hand inside her dress shirt. Kaikilia merely twitched her body at the sensation of my fingers touching her bare skin, offering no resistance.

I pulled out the hem of her dress shirt, which had been firmly tucked in by her belt, and ran my hand along her waist. I stroked her bare skin, moving downwards. My pinky finger touched something soft.

It was Kaikilia’s underwear. Underwear that sat just below her iliac crest, practically a mere string. As I fiddled with it, Kaikilia’s body convulsed with shivers.

My hand delved past her side and iliac crest, reaching close to her buttocks. Her suit pants, stretched to their limit, couldn’t endure any longer and slid down, stopping just before her pubic bone was exposed.

My left hand, which had burrowed inside her pants, finally gripped her buttocks. A mound larger than her breasts, more elastic than her breasts, and fuller than her breasts, perfectly fit into my palm.

I don’t know when it started. But at some point, I realized I wasn’t just touching her over her suit, but directly inserting my hand to knead her.

Kaikilia, too, did not refuse my touch.

“Hup, Oooh…! Ah, Ugh…!”

I felt a much more intense reaction than when I touched her over her clothes. Kaikilia twisted her body as if she wanted to escape. Of course, I had no intention of letting her go.

Something bumpy brushed against my palm as I kneaded her buttocks. It was the lace attached to her lingerie.

It was a fact somewhat overshadowed by the fashion of the others, who either wore nothing at all or practically nothing, but Kaikilia’s underwear also had a very small surface area.

So much so that it was doubtful if it could even cover a third, let alone half, of her buttocks.

“Haaah! Ugh!”

I rolled the underwear into my left hand and gently pulled it back. Kaikilia twitched her body. It seemed the string was digging into her thighs.

After pulling it just enough, I let go. The underwear, rolled into her butt crack, transformed into something like a thong. I slipped my hand over it and gently rubbed between her buttocks.

I didn’t touch the small opening that would be a little further down, which, for the women of this world, existed solely for the purpose of experiencing pleasure.

That was because I truly didn’t know what kind of reaction I would get if I did.

“Oooh…!”

Kaikilia trembled violently and patted my chest with both hands. It was as if she was trying to push me away, but I ignored her and continued my playful movements.

It was the same for Rije and the Popes; if they truly disliked it, they could simply exert their full strength. The only people I couldn’t overpower were Nyx and Aurora.

Kaikilia, too, if she truly intended to use her strength, could tear someone like me apart with her bare hands. Would someone who could win a power struggle against demons as tall as city walls be unable to defeat just me?

The fact that she wasn’t doing so was akin to resistance in action and refusal in words. To put it bluntly, it meant ‘don’t stop, do more’.

I kneaded her, leaving the thong-like lingerie draped around the center of her buttocks, then moved one hand to her dress shirt. The buttons instantly came undone, revealing the bare skin beneath.

Her tie, having lost its place, hung limply between her breasts.

‘It feels like even these trivial skills are improving.’

Before, I couldn’t undo them with one hand.

Finally, after unbuttoning down to her navel, exposing everything from her collarbone to her navel, I slipped my hand inside and caressed her firm, ’11-line’ abs. It felt different from the Popes.

As my palm patted her stomach, Kaikilia, not knowing what to do, moved her tongue. As I stroked her abs, I slowly moved upwards.

I passed below her solar plexus, over her ribs, past her bulging side-breast encased in lingerie, and finally reached her armpit. Tickling her armpit, I ignored her struggles and firmly squeezed her buttocks.

-Twitch! Twitch!

Kaikilia’s eyes rolled back slightly, and her body trembled. She had just climaxed from that. Her body was still insanely sensitive, to the point where I wondered if her entire body was an erogenous zone.

I slowly pulled my lips away. As always, there was Kaikilia, looking up at me with half-lidded eyes from the afterglow of her climax, breathing heavily.

At some point, her thighs, which had been spread shoulder-width apart, modestly closed. Her two hands firmly clutched the fabric of my chest. Kaikilia’s scent emanated from her breathing.

Kaikilia, who had been looking up at me while letting out gasping moans, opened her mouth.

“…It’s all because of you, you bastard.”

“What do you mean, Your Majesty?”

“Because of you, because of you… those things aren’t leaving My Imperial Palace, are they?”

“That is…”

No, did I know it would turn out like that there?

It was absurd enough that the Captain-nim of the Knights of the Golden Twilight dragged us both to hell, but I never imagined we’d get involved with the World Eater there. And the appearance of the Holy Nation’s god, too.

And, I never imagined that after killing Lucifer with the Goddess and leaving, the Pope would be right in front of us.

Given that I had already caused so much trouble, and then the divine power of the Sun and Moon was directly felt, it was an unavoidable situation for Floretta and Luna; they couldn’t possibly look away.

Furthermore, not only the Popes, but also Inquisitors, Battle Nuns, and even Holy Knights witnessed it, so they would all conspire together to take me to the Holy Nation by any means necessary.

“Therefore, this is punishment for your thoughtless actions.”

Kaikilia leaned in for a kiss, then gently parted her lips as if telling me to continue. I was momentarily dazed, then chuckled inwardly and slipped my tongue between her parted lips.

My hands, which had been resting for a moment, resumed their activity. I thoroughly kneaded her buttocks, pulled down her half-removed underwear a little further, and caressed her armpit as if tickling it.

Her dress shirt was wide open on both sides. Her suit pants had now slid down to fully expose her pubic bone, revealing her underwear, which was on the verge of coming off.

“Haa, Ugh…!”

Before long, Kaikilia trembled again and completely came.

I pulled my lips away. A silver thread stretched between us. Her pupils were much more dilated than before, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

“…Captain-nim of the Knights of the Pitch-Black Holy Night. No… Delta.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Kaikilia, who had been looking up at me with hazy eyes, weakly lowered her head. Then, she buried her face in my neck.

This was possible because our height difference wasn’t that significant.

“I shall personally commend you.”

A muffled voice escaped her. The proximity, and the fact that her mouth wasn’t completely covered, meant there was no difficulty in understanding her.

“Commendation for what?”

“Thanks to you… I have achieved the lifelong aspiration I held, haven’t I?”

Squeeze, the hand gripping my collar tightened.

“You utterly annihilated those damn things… and even killed the one who dared to usurp the title of King. Now, I have received confirmation that even the last remaining fragments of their territory will be burned away in the name of the Sun and Moon. Where could there be a more splendid victory than this?”

The Popes had returned to the Imperial Palace, claiming they would take me to the Holy Nation, but the remaining personnel were diligently carrying out purification work in hell. They said there was almost no resistance, perhaps because Lucifer was dead.

And the fact that those who boasted of their strength dared to challenge us both and all got their necks snapped. It made me realize anew just how powerful Kaikilia was.

Because even if Stella, Selene, and dozens of elite Battle Nuns attacked together, they would have to be prepared for casualties, yet hundreds of demons were cut down by Kaikilia alone.

And the Popes, who were said to be on par with such a Kaikilia, were no different.

“You have kept your promise to Me. You accomplished an aspiration that seemed eternally unattainable, with such ease.”

A promise, she says. I did say something like that when I took over the Knights of the Pitch-Black Holy Night. But I never imagined I’d keep it in this way.

Ah, come to think of it, I should have asked how the Captain-nim of the Knights of the Golden Twilight dragged us to hell.

“Therefore… receive your reward.”

Kaikilia, raising her head, leaned in for another kiss, then slipped her tongue into my mouth. As our tongues intertwined, her body twitched.

The hand that had been firmly gripping my clothes carefully moved downwards and groped my body. It seemed she was trying to imitate what I had done, but perhaps due to embarrassment, she only managed to grope my abdomen over my clothes.

I remained still. There seemed to be no need for me to move.

For a while, Kaikilia, with her lips pressed together and tongues intertwined, timidly groped my body, then, for the first time in a long time, pulled her lips away without climaxing.

‘Though that’s probably because I stayed still…’

If I had moved along with her, she wouldn’t have lasted long.

Meanwhile, her cheeks were flushed, and her thighs were tightly twisted, suggesting that if it had gone on just a little longer, she might have truly come by herself.

Kaikilia, who had been breathing heavily with a suggestive moan, raised her head.

“…Delta.”

“Please speak.”

“Straighten My clothes. That is an order.”

“I will obey.”

I tidied Kaikilia’s attire.

I returned the underwear, which was still draped around the center of her buttocks, to its original position, and unfolded the rolled-up lace and fabric. As the panties brushed against her butt crack, I heard a soft moan, “Haaht.”

I pulled her suit pants, which had been hanging over her pubic bone and were on the verge of coming off completely, back up to her iliac crest. After tucking her dress shirt into her waistband, I buttoned her pants and fastened her belt. A strong peach scent wafted nearby.

Just as I was about to reach for the buttons of her dress shirt for the last time.

“That is enough.”

I was stopped by Kaikilia.

While I was bewildered, Kaikilia, with the front of her dress shirt still undone, walked towards the bed. Even though her legs were trembling from the afterglow of her climax, her gait itself was perfectly steady.

Kaikilia, who had stopped in front of the bed, called out to me while still facing away.

“Captain-nim of the Knights of the Pitch-Black Holy Night.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“No matter what happens, I will not stoop to such vulgar acts as seducing you by using My body, like the Popes of the Holy Nation.”

“…Yes?”

“Therefore, what I am about to do from now on is merely a reward for keeping your promise. Do you understand?”

“…?”

Kaikilia, having unilaterally finished her statement, turned around. Then, she sat on the edge of the bed and crossed one leg. A cluster of light gathered in her left hand, taking the form of a sword.

But it was quite different from the Holy Sword I had seen until now.

‘No, why *that*?’

Because of its familiar appearance, I let out a hollow laugh inwardly.

Because that was the true form of the Holy Sword.

If until now it had merely allowed her to wield the Holy Sword and use its inherent divine power, from this point on, its true abilities would be unleashed.

Originally, she was supposed to transform into that form upon entering Phase 3 of the Emperor boss battle, having gained enlightenment, but here, I couldn’t understand what had happened to make her transform into that appearance.

Whether I was dumbfounded or not, Kaikilia looked at me, her left hand resting on the Holy Sword’s crossguard, using its sacred light as illumination.

“I am Kaikilia Libanus. The Emperor of the Aeternum Empire, the woman chosen by the Holy Sword, and also a pure maiden who knows no man.”

Kaikilia, propped up by the Holy Sword, spoke indifferently.

“This noble and exalted body… use it as your desires lead you, to your heart’s content.”