"A gift?" Tetsuda asked.

Tyrannus nodded. "It's customary to receive gifts upon coronation. The more fitting title is Governor of Ceniyan, but your official one is Prince of Ceniyan. Iyan considers the governor of a sizeable territory to be a prince by legal standards, though you're not technically royalty. Come with me. You can bring that with, if you'd like."

Without hesitation, Tetsuda took the bottle of wine he'd been guzzling along with him as they exited the ballroom. The otherwise unused space had turned into a raucous tumult following the ceremony, with demons of all factions imbibing and indulging on Tetsuda's behalf. Tetsuda had done the same—discovering a Luxuria's innate attraction to wine along the way—but not nearly as much as those hanging from the bone chandelier and fucking in the middle of the dancefloor.

The whooping and cheering of the ballroom faded as Tyrannus led him down the halls. Tetsuda sipped from the bottle as they walked. Tyrannus had been the only one not consumed by the party atmosphere, even when some of the leaders of the chaos were Ira. The again, he didn't seem like one to become raucous—not in the drunken sense, anyway. But the thought of him in battle...just the thought of it made him shudder.

"I can't thank you enough, Lord Tyrannus," Tetsuda said with a gentle smile. "I've been here for so little time, and already—"

"You don't need to thank me," he said. "Thank me by doing you job well. That holds more merit than any words ever could."

Tetsuda frowned as he drank again. He sounded so cold, even more so than usual. And after he'd been so loving earlier while holding him…

"So this gift," he said. "What will it entail?"

"You'll see. I think you'll be pleased by it. Don't worry, though—it's not another phallic sword."

He chuckled softly. "I wouldn't consider that offensive."

"Of course not. You're an incubus."

Tyrannus opened a wooden door that led to a stone staircase, which spiraled upward in a narrow tower. At the top of the staircase was another door, but Tyrannus didn't open it immediately. Rather, he turned over his shoulder with a smirk.

"And here awaits your princess."

He threw open the door, and Tetsuda's eyes widened.

The room was barren, with only a bed and desk, but upon that bed was an extra person. He had fluffy fuchsia hair and bright pink eyes, and his innocent, flawless features—albeit a bit disfigured by a cloth gag—pitted him as an incubus. His arms were bound behind his back, and he stood on his knees.

"What...what's this?"

"I told you. Your princess. He looks quite different, I know, but you've met him before. I'll give you a hint—his name now is Rinna."

Tetsuda stared at the boy, his eyes brimming with fear and uncertainty, with a cocked head. An incubus named Rinna...that rang no bells within his head.

But a human named Rin did.

"Ah, there's the recognition," Tyrannus chuckled. "Yes, it's just as you think. He's the first human you ever had sex with. The first human you ever turned." Tyrannus stepped over to the bed and ran his hand through Rinna's hair. "Took him awhile, yes, but he finally managed to turn about two months ago. Luckily for him—at least for a time—he was innocent before you, both in action and in mentality, so it took longer for the poison of your semen to demonize him. Regardless, he's here now, and he'll be with you for the rest of your days, provided you don't get bored of him. I'll admit, he's quite cute. Brightly colored hair is the symbol of a prior virgin—quite valued because of their nice reactions in bed." He released Rinna's hair and walked back to Tetsuda. "As much as you may want to try him out, I can't let you. Not yet. We need to talk, the two of us. Alone."


The moment Tetsuda shut the door to Tyrannus's bedroom, the king pulled him into a passionate kiss. His tongue slithered about in Tetsuda's mouth, but rather than submit, Tetsuda reciprocated, dancing in time with Tyrannus's tongue. The incubus placed his hands on Tyrannus's hips, and the king trailed his hands down Tetsuda's neck. He hadn't clothed himself since the ceremony, but based on Tyrannus's actions, he didn't mind in the slightest.

Tetsuda pulled Tyrannus closer, their bodies pressed flush to one another, their bulges rubbing. His hands trailed under Tyrannus's robe through the slits at the sides to knead his sides. Tyrannus moaned into his mouth and wrapped his arms around Tetsuda's neck, his fingers running through and gently tugging on his hair. His actions dipped Tetsuda further and further into a pit of dominance, dominance he exerted through tightening his hold on the demon king to the point of leaving marks in his sides.

They quickly moved to the bed, but Tyrannus stopped Tetsuda with a finger on his lips. "Wait, wait," he murmured. "I've another gift for you."

"You torment me," Tetsuda groaned lowly.

With a soft chuckle, Tyrannus said, "You'll like this one even better than Rinna, I promise. Sit down."

Tetsuda obeyed.

Tyrannus untied the sash about his waist, letting the robe fall loosely at his sides. Tetsuda groaned again as Tyrannus's strong, taut body came into full view—he was bare beneath.

With a soft exhale, Tyrannus positioned himself in Tetsuda's lap and stood on his knees. Slowly, he reached behind himself and slipped a finger into his own entrance. He grimaced, yet the coloration upon his cheeks pitted him as pleasured. His body squirmed and shuddered more and more as he added additional fingers. A gasp escaped from his mouth, and his back arched. Tetsuda had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself from releasing.

Removing his fingers from his ass, Tyrannus spread his legs a bit more and lowered himself just upon Tetsuda's tip. The incubus's eyes widened.

"W-What...what are you…?"

"You want this, don't you?" Tyrannus whispered. "You...you've wanted this for awhile, I know. I can see it in your eyes when we have sex. I didn't want you to see me as weak, but considering how you're leaving, I figured now was the best time."

"Leaving…?"

He nodded. "You can't rule Ceniyan from here, Tetsuda. You'll have to move down. That's why I gifted you Rinna—he'll be a surrogate for me while you're there." He cupped Tetsuda's cheeks and tilted his head up. "I'm sorry for not telling you. I assumed you knew…"

Tetsuda lowered his head and took Tyrannus's wrists in his hands. "I suppose I should've known. Don't feel bad, Lord Tyrannus. It's not your fault."

"None of that," he said. "No titles. No formalities. No boundaries." He lowered himself onto Tetsuda's member, drawing in a breath as he did so. "I'm...doing this for a reason…not just...because I feel bad...but because…" When he'd consumed Tetsuda completely, he pressed his forehead to the incubus's and met his eyes. "...I love you, Tetsuda."

He stared forward with wide, stunned eyes, even as Tyrannus moved himself up and down Tetsuda's member. Love…? He'd noticed Tyrannus becoming kinder, but...love? Was that even possible for an Ira? Aside from fighting, of course, but...Tetsuda...they'd only known each other a year, and Tyrannus was...what was he? Now that he thought about it, Tyrannus knew everything about him—in a farfetched sense, he'd "given birth" to Tetsuda after killing Tetsuhiro—but Tetsuda knew little to nothing about Tyrannus's past. Then again, Basileus had warned against snooping about—Tyrannus wasn't the most understanding, he knew. But now that he'd confessed his love—

What was he doing?! He had the beautifully cruel king of demons on his lap and was thinking!

Shaking his head, he placed his hands on Tyrannus's hips and thrust into him to the best of his ability. The king's moans grew louder, clearer, until they flooded Tetsuda's ears with a torrent of ecstasy. He sought Tyrannus's mouth, which he captured with his tongue. Tyrannus wound his arms around Tetsuda's neck and kissed back with gentleness. Warmth filled the incubus's chest—no...love filled his chest. Pure, absolute, unadulterated love. Tyrannus had submitted to him—given himself to him. Willingly. Freely.

A tear dripped from the corner of Tetsuda's eye.