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Year 16 AL, Mutual Addiction


Far from Luka and Alice - completely removed from the Sentora Continent entirely, in fact - someone else was finding herself in quite a perplexing situation. This person was Micaela, the First Great Seraph herself.

Currently, the Fallen Angel was sitting in the dining room she had hosted her nephew - and his bizarre traveling partner - in earlier that week. Micaela sat in one chair as the focal point of her confusion nervously fidgeted in the chair on the opposite side of the table from the First Daughter of Ilias.

This late-evening guest that Micaela was hosting, was none other than Lona.

The rather unexpected reappearance of the Elf had been enough by itself to catch Micaela off-guard, but the state Lona was in was even more surprising. So much so, that Micaela hadn't even recognized the Elf at first. Lona had been a Dark Elf since birth, being one of the few that resided in Enrika. However, she now sat before the Seraph without any signs of Degradation whatsoever.

Which was infinitely confounding.

Indeed, one could tell this from appearance alone, as Lona's skin and hair had changed into that of an Elf who was not under the effects of Degradation. But how this could be possible, was completely lost on Micaela. And so, with her curiosity peaked, the Fallen Angel had quickly beckoned Lona inside and sat her down to chat about all of this.

This led to the moment at hand, when the two shared some tea at the Seraph's dining table.

"So, why don't you take it from the beginning?" Micaela said, resting her hands on a cup of warm tea. Lona squirmed around, her dull brown eyes fighting to keep level with Micaela's sharp blue eyes. "Yes, well, I had followed Luka after he left here."

Micaela's eyes immediately narrowed, "You followed Luka? Why is this?" She asked with a startling amount of suspicion. Lona gripped her cup of tea tightly, "Y-Yes, I wanted to thank him for helping me." The blonde-haired Elf's explanation only furthered Micaela's confusion.

"What do you mean, Lona?" The blonde-haired Serah asked. This time, the Elf was quick to answer. "When I lost to Luka, his odd sword sealed me. Not only that, but it helped cure me of my Degradation. He saved me, so I had to repay him..." Lona trailed off, a soft smile coming to her face as she reminisced about the purple-haired boy.

Micaela, meanwhile, looked down at her tea as she reflected on this information. For Luka to be able to do such a thing was a phenomenon in of itself, as Degradation wasn't something so easily repressed, let alone done away with completely. If the very evidence in Lona wasn't sitting before Micaela right at that moment, then the Fallen Angel would be doubtful of such a thing being possible.

However, the undeniable proof sat right across from her.

"If you don't mind me asking, why are you not still with Luka now?" Micaela asked, the question wiping the smile from Lona's face. "I decided that my involvement in his journey was no longer needed. I helped him as much as I could, but it turned out that I could only do so much. So, I had him leave to Sentora without me." The blonde-haired Elf was hit by a bittersweet wave of memories, the image of her departing kiss with Luka still fresh in Lona's mind even days later.

Micaela nodded, though her mind was currently elsewhere. Any manner of thinking about Luka quickly brought on a wave of stress and unease, especially when Ilias was taking such a strong interest in him.

"So, Luka's on Sentora now, then? I hope that he is doing well, that can be a treacherous place." The Fallen Angel commented, finally bringing up her cup of tea to take a sip. Lona peered at Micaela for a moment before asking, "Why is it that you care so much for Luka? Do you happen to know him?"

The question made the Seraph pause. Her relationship with Luka was one she had never really talked about with anyone, not that she had anyone to really talk to about it. After swallowing down her drink, Micaela decided on a whim to let the truth be known. "Yes, Luka is actually my nephew."

A suddenly tense silence fell over the room as this revelation was made known.

Micaela felt this change occur, and she glanced at Lona to find the Elf seemingly frozen in her seat. The Seraph raised an eyebrow at her very abrupt behavior change. "What's wrong, Lona?" She asked.

The blonde-haired Elf in question started to shake, a nervous bead of sweat beginning to form on her forehead. "N-Nothing, I'm j-just surprised that you two were r-related." She stressed much too strongly, now garnering Micaela's suspicion. "You seem to be troubled by that. Is there something you need to tell me, Lona?"

"O-Oh my, l-look at the time!" Lona exclaimed, a nervous little chuckle escaping her lips as she moved to stand from the table. The Elf stood from the table, anxiously clasping her hands together to keep them from shaking too hard. "Well, I enjoyed this talk, Micaela but I think I should be-"

"-Sit down." Micaela commanded, her tone leaving absolutely no room for argument. Lona promptly sat back in her seat, watching the Seraph with an apprehensive gaze. Micaela set down her porcelain cup but made no move to stand. Instead, she opted to stare down Lona with a look that was indistinct but no less intense.

"Lona, what is it that you are trying to hide from me?" Micaela asked lowly.

The question hung in the air terribly, like a thick smog of dread that entangled Lona's entire being. She didn't know the extent of Micaela's mysterious power, but she certainly could feel it now. With hardly any other choice available besides trying to make a mad dash for the nearest exit, Lona mustered up the courage to try and explain herself as tactfully as possible.

"Okay, Luka and I..." Lone trailed off, not having any courage at all to continue while sitting under Micaela's unwavering stare. "...We grew close, in our short time together."

"How close?" The Seraph asked pointedly. Lona physically sunk into herself, her head and shoulders going low as Micaela's overwhelming presence magnified itself. "W-We only touched and kissed, I promise! I wouldn't have made Luka do anything more than what he was comfortable with!" The Elf meekly confessed, barely able to let the truth out at a voice above a whisper.

Micaela did not reply to this, very suddenly realizing that she may have gone a touch too far in questioning the poor Elf girl. The Fallen Angel straightened herself, "I believe you, Lona." The blonde-haired Elf briskly nodded, "Th-Thank you, Micaela. Please know that I would've never even thought of approaching him if I knew he was your nephew."

At that, Micaela actually frowned, for this wasn't quite what she was trying to get at. "I wasn't saying that I disapprove of you in that way, whoever my nephew ends up with is ultimately not up to me." She elaborated, "I just wanted to make sure you hadn't forced yourself onto Luka, that's all."

A sad smile came onto Lona's face, and she dropped her gaze down to the cup of tea she still hadn't drank from. "Thank you, but I don't think that being by his side is in the cards for me. He seems to be set on being with another, from what I saw..."

Micaela paused, having almost forgotten about the mysterious girl that had been accompanying her nephew. The Seraph had already had something of an idea about the nature of Luka's relationship with Alice, but this idle observation was nothing compared to what Lona was about to unknowingly reveal.

"...I'll admit, I couldn't really compare." A somewhat bitter chuckle came from Lona's mouth before she added, "An Elf doesn't really quite match up to a Lamia, after all." Another silence fell between the two, one that caused Lona to glance up at Micaela, whose eyes were wider than she had ever seen them before.

"Pardon, Lona, but did you say Lamia?" Micaela asked, her voice holding an uncharacteristic strain to it. Now it was Lona's turn to look at Micaela with a questioning look, "Eh, did you not know that Alice is a Lamia? I mean, her disguise is quite convincing but-"

"-You may leave now Lona." Micaela cut in for the second time, startling the blonde-haired Elf somewhat. "O-Okay, thank you again for taking me back in." Lona shakily replied, rising from her seat and swiftly leaving the Seraph alone to her now discombobulated thoughts. Micaela remained deathly still as she tried to piece together the jumbled puzzle that now lay scattered in her mind.

For one, Micaela was now completely certain that her nephew was traveling with the Monster Lord herself.

In hindsight, it all seemed so clear: With the odd dark aura Alice gave off and the bizarre manner Ilias was behaving, it was the most logical deduction. That, and the little slip that Lona gave about Alice actually being a Lamia, made it all but certain. But this discovery somehow left Micaela with far more questions than answers. One such question being why Ilias would allow something like this in the first place?

Then, Micaela remembered something she had heard the Goddess herself say almost half a decade prior.

"Yes, you'll serve me better than all those before you. Better than Marcellus, better than Lucifina, better than Heinrich, better than anyone! And once it is all said and done, this World will become as perfect as you are."

At that moment, it made sense. The blood of some of Ilias's most powerful followers flowed right through Luka's veins, so of course she would take that risk when it had worked in times past. Both Marcellus and Heinrich had proved strong enough to best a Monster Lord, and having Lucifina's blood would make Luka all the more powerful.

Micaela herself had seen how volatile Luka's power was when partially unsealed, after all. If it ever became fully unsealed, then he would be a truly formidable force.

It was a tangled web of a plan Ilias was weaving but if it worked, Luka could potentially become the Goddess's most powerful asset if he ventured down that same path. It was difficult for Micaela to imagine the purple-haired boy ever becoming like that, but it wasn't impossible. He was young and impressionable, which were traits Ilias had no doubt already been using to her advantage.

If one thing was for certain, it was that nobody was better at manipulation than Ilias.

And then there was the factor of the current Monster Lord herself. For whatever reason, she seemed to be following in the footsteps of the Eighth Monster Lord. No matter what her plans may be, Micaela had a terrible feeling that it would end up playing right into the Goddess's grand scheme for complete domination of Earth.

Suffice to say, this could not happen.

'But how could I stop this from happening? If I even try to warn Luka, Ilias will surely figure it out and retaliate.' Micaela thought, letting out a sigh soon after. She clasped her forehead with one hand with she brainstormed, thinking of any and every possible way to stop Ilias's plans. As it would seem though, the Seraph was very short on options that allowed her to directly aid Luka...

...Unless, someone else were to do it in her stead?

It was a risky thought, one that Micaela almost instantly cast away. However, it would be a lie to say that she did away with it entirely. After all, there were others in Enrika who knew how to mask their presence as Micaela did, so it wasn't entirely impossible to have one of them at least follow Luka and report back to her as they did.

Micaela chewed on the inside of her mouth for a moment before finally making her decision. The Great Seraph slowly rose from her seat and grabbed her cane, mulling over a small list of potential candidates as she did.


As Micaela mulled over how to help steer her nephew right, the purple-haired boy himself had finished setting up his camp for the night.

Currently, him and Alice were in the middle of a nameless little patch of trees between San Ilia and the Safina region. The firepit glowed dully, having just finished cooking their dinner - Alice had demanded a redo of the potatoes he had cooked after their first visit to San Ilia - and now lay still in the middle of their small encampment.

Luka sat before the slowly dying flames, his pale-blue eyes watching them lower bit by bit. A great dread had overtaken him now that night was falling, for he knew all too well what was going to happen. Once night came, he would be going to Heaven once again and the young Prophet would have to answer to his Goddess once again.

"Why is it that you do that?" Alice asked from across the bonfire. Luka snapped from his thoughts and looked up to his traveling partner, "Do what?" The lavender-skinned Lamia tilted her head to one side, her golden-eyed gaze deadpanning as she looked at him.

"Back in San Ilia you were all peppy and happy, but now you're brooding and dismal." Alice explained. "You tend to do that a lot and it is confusing."

The Lamia's observation spurred Luka to cringe, "Am I that easy to read?" Alice's complete and utter lack of a reply was more than answer enough for Luka. The young Hero picked up a stick - one decidedly not for walking - and lightly prodded at the embers of the fire.

Luka felt himself torn; the issues he had weren't ones he could just come out and talk about. It was a secret, one between himself and Ilias. Which was ironic, considering the fact that Ilias herself was the source of his discontent. Luka knew what she would want to do, he knew that she would insist on Baptizing him again in order to cleanse his body of what he had done.

An idea he very much so dreaded.

Every subsequent time Ilias Baptized Luka, something happened that made him feel off. Feel wrong. Her tender touches lingered just a few seconds too long, and so did her gaze. The young Hero didn't wish to assume anything bad about his Goddess, but there was something that nagged at the back of his mind during every Baptism, something frantic and fearful that told him that something was very wrong about how she acted around him.

"I-I guess I've just been a bit stressed." Luka confessed, stretching the truth somewhat as he aimlessly poked at the dying fire. "I mean, I have a lot to do still. Everything seems to be getting harder and getting more frightening. It's just been bringing me down a bit, I guess." Alice watched him carefully, not immediately responding to his answer.

Truly, none of what he said was a fabrication. Luka's journey was getting more difficult by the day, it seemed. Whether it be by fighting stronger Monsters, solving more difficult tasks, or simply facing more awful occurrences in the World. Not to mention the fact that, even with the occasional help from Alice or others, he was doing it mostly alone.

"It's understandable." Alice finally remarked.

Luka glanced up to look at the Lamia, who was staring down at the smoldering flame. "It's a lot to take in, especially for someone like you. A lot of this World is unfamiliar and so you try to react the best you can." Alice's golden eyes rose from the fire and met Luka's gaze, "You go out of your way to be kind, and yet it often gets taken advantage of. Which is quite disheartening for you, I'm sure."

The veracity of Alice's passing observation struck Luka quite strongly, forcing him to turn his gaze down to the remaining embers in front of him. The young Hero let out a weary sigh. "Ah, yeah that's actually just right." He yielded, letting the stick he had been messing with fall limply out of his hand. He then took a glance up at the sky, which was now sufficiently darkened.

Soon, the Moon would be out.

"I guess it's time to call it a day," Luka said, uncrossing his legs to stand from the ground. He nodded to Alice, "Goodnight, see you in the morning." The lavender-skinned Lamia remained silent, her golden eyes gleaming in a very intense manner as they closely followed his movements. Unbeknownst to Luka, his night would not be over so easily.

There was still one last sin to commit.

Luka paced over to his tent, leaning down to grab his traveling bag. A low breeze blew through the trees as he did, lightly brushing against Alice before very purposefully heading for the young Hero. The Wind swirled around him, bringing with it a very startling scent. One he knew all too well.

Thump-Thump

"A-Ah!" Luka quietly gasped, nearly falling over from the sheer intensity of the smell that invaded his nose. It hit him stronger than any other one had before, quickly making his body go haywire in a way that no other Monster's arousal had previously. The young Hero finally looked over to his traveling partner, who hadn't moved from where she had been standing.

Luka froze up once his gaze met Alice's, her golden eyes practically glowing as they bore into him. The strength of her stare completely enraptured the young Hero, making it to where he could do little more than stand before her. The tell-tale pulsing of excitement was already spreading within Luka, much to his ever-rising anxiety.

Alice very slowly began slithering in his direction, her powerful tail pushing her towards her person of interest. Luka couldn't move as she drew closer, his whole body now stuck in place under the Lamia's ardent staring.

"It must've been a very stressful day for you, right?" Alice asked all a sudden, confusing Luka somewhat. He struggled to reply, having to nearly choke out his words. "I-I suppose s-so." Something about his response evidentially spurred the Lamia on, as she snaked even close and stood tall over Luka.

Alice leaned down, coming nearly face-to-face with the young Hero. "It'd be difficult to get to sleep then, wouldn't it?" She asked, her breath tickling at his face as she spoke. Luka shook under his traveling partner's unexpected intensity, his arousal building even more as he could actually feel the warmth coming off of Alice.

THUMP-THUMP

Luka knew better; however, the boundaries he had set up were already weakened by the intoxicating scent of arousal that was coming off of Alice. He had smelled it before from other Monsters, but something about her's affected him so much stronger. His heart was thundering in his chest, and logic was quickly losing to lust. Even the threat of Ilias's ire was starting to fade away from him mind.

"I-I don't know..." Luka whispered, valiantly attempting to fight off the sinful urges as he took a step closer to his tent.

Alice watched him move away, but it did little to sway her own growing desires. She had seen and heard Luka's moans when pleasured by other Monsters, and now it was her turn. It was an instinctual urge that was growing stronger by the second and, unfortunately for Luka, Alice knew just what to do to tempt him.

"It'd be much easier than waiting for it to go away by itself, you already know that." Alice stated, straightening up as she did. "But if you'd rather do that, then I understand. Just go to bed, if that's what you wish." The Lamia's cool words betrayed the fact that she was ready to pounce at any moment, letting Luka stew on the offer.

And indeed, he did.

Luka knew that what Alice said was true. He could feel his member growing and it wouldn't be going away without a release. He had tried that before; it did not work. As long as he was aroused, then he would have a terrible time going to sleep. But could he do it? Could he betray Ilias once more and allow Alice to satiate his needs?

THUMP-THUMP

Could he really allowing himself to fall deeper into sinfulness, all just for the fleeting pleasure?

THUMP-THUMP

...By Ilias, he could.

"Y-You're right." Luka stuttered out, a fire of shame building on his face as he said it. Funnily enough, he thought he saw Alice's eyes glow for just a second. But before she could say anything else he raised a hand, "J-Just let me change first, please."

Alice deflated just a tad, but nodded. "Of course."

As soon as Luka turned away from his traveling partner, biting his lip hard as he grabbed his traveling bag. He knew that he had just made a horrible mistake, for he had promised Ilias that he would never do this again. Now, not only had the young Hero broken that promise, but he was also breaking it multiple times.

Once Luka had retrieved his bag and stepped into his tent, he zipped the door flap behind him. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears as he began removing his gear, letting his traveling bag fall off his shoulders before moving to take off his shirt. Each layer he removed felt as though he was relinquishing a cover of protection, taking away more and more until nothing was left behind aside from his underwear.

His erection throbbed painfully within its prison, begging for the release it so yearned for. Luka felt the call, but he did not take off his underwear; instead, he pulled out his nightshirt and threw it over his head. It was a superficial decision, considering what he was about to allow to happen, but it gave him a little bit of comfort.

Now that he was presentable, Luka turned and faced the entrance to his tent. He wetted his lips - which were now considerably dry - and took a deep breath before stepping forward. Each movement he took was shaky, almost as if his whole body was about to collapse. Even his hand shook as it raised up to his tent's zipper, clasping the piece of metal tightly between his fingers.

The last shred of logic in Luka's mind begged him - it pleaded with him - to stop while he still could. He thought about Ilias, about how upset she would be. He thought about how disappointed she would be, and how this would make everything so much worse.

But he was weak.

With a gentle tug, Luka pulled the zipper tent flap fell down, which very abruptly revealed Alice waiting right in front of his tent. He shuddered, his gaze peering up to her face before anything else. With nothing but the growing darkness of the night falling upon the forest behind her, Luka couldn't focus on anything but the Lamia now. She didn't hesitate to slink forward, silently slithering past the purple-haired boy.

Luka let out a staggered breath as Alice moved past him, her budding floral scent wafting around him. His mind started going into a haze as he gently swayed in place, not noticing that the Lamia currently half-wrapped around him had begun zipping his tent closed until the final zip.

"There's something strange I've noticed about you, Luka..." Alice remarked, startling the purple-haired boy by how close her voice was to his ear. He shivered at her closeness, feeling the Lamia's body getting dangerously close to his own. He opened his mouth to ask what she meant, but only a moan came out as he felt her tail begin to snake up his leg.

"...You crack so easy under these types of invitations, despite being so innocent otherwise." Alice's tail rubbed up against the front of his underwear, gaining an excited twinge from his erection. Luka bit his lip, feeling her tail curl around the hem of his underwear. He shivered again as Alice gripped his nightshirt and started pulling up, revealing his pale skin.

Alice's tail pulled down top of Luka's underwear, revealing his hardened member to the cool night air. Her tail then slowly wrapped around his penis, gently massaging him as it moved. Luka bristled and squirmed, even these small shocks of pleasure being enough to rouse him further. Then, with no warning, the Lamia leaned forward into him.

Luka sucked in a breath as he felt her breasts press up against the back of his head, her perky yet soft mounds practically wrapping around the back of his head. Alice stopped, feeling the young Hero in front of her shudder. She smirked, "You want to feel them, don't you?" The Lamia asked before pulling away, letting go of his erection.

Not even a second later, Luka yelped as he was pulled onto the mat below. The abruptness shocked him, leaving him in a stupor as his traveling partner - rather excitedly - slithered down between his legs. Luka propped himself up with his elbows, watching as Alice positioned herself right in front of his throbbing penis. Then, his pale-blue eyes widened as her hands went up to her black top...

...And pulled it off.

Just like that, Luka now could see Alice's bare breasts. As large as they had seemed ordinarily, they seemed even bigger now. Luka felt his member stiffen just at the sight alone, something that Alice took good note of as she smirked. The Lamia cupped her breasts with each hand and moved forward, wasting no more time as she smushed them around his erection.

"A-Ahh~" Luka moaned, the soft mounds of his traveling partner entrapping his member in its soft embrace. With no hesitation, Alice began massaging him with her breasts, mercilessly manipulating her soft breasts around his penis. Luka began to fall back but Alice did not let him, forcing him to sit up by propping his smaller body with her tail.

"You wanted this, so you'd better watch now." Alice said, her wicked smirk widening. Luka panted as he stared back at her, spying what seemed to be a growing darkness on her cheeks. However, with how hazy his eyes were getting, it was becoming difficult to tell. His mind was already hazy, and Alice had only just started.

Alice squeezed him tightly, the pressure causing his cock to pulse against her flesh. Small dribbles of precum began coming out from his member, the smell of his own arousal now joining Alice's. They mixed in the air, thickening the already cramped and heated atmosphere even more.

Luka couldn't look away as Alice tore down his resistance with ease, each pump of her breasts bringing him that much closer to a release already. The purple-haired boy fought to keep his moans under control but once the Lamia opened her mouth to take in the head of his member, he could not resist the urge to voice his pleasure.

"Ah-Ah-Alice~" All of a sudden, Alice froze and released his erection from her maw. At that moment, even with his eyes being as cloudy as they were, Luka saw her golden eyes move from looking at his penis to looking up at him. As their gazes met, something just...

...Clicked.

Luka couldn't explain it, but it was almost as if something between them connected. Though it was brief, being interrupted by Alice quite suddenly grabbing his hips. She gave no warning, moving to stop her breast job in favor of completely swallowing his entire member into her mouth.

"OH!" Luka almost shouted out his moan as Alice started to lick and suck at him, violently bobbing her head up and down. The wet sounds of her salvia and his cum filled the inside of the tent, heightening the flames of excitement rising inside them both.

There was no more resistance anymore as Luka bucked his hips into Alice's face, spearing his member into her mouth with reckless abandon. The Lamia welcomed this, taking in each and every thrust with no problem. In fact, it seemed as though she quite enjoyed it.

"Hmmm, Hmmm, Hmmm~" Alice moaned, the vibrations of her voice tickling at Luka's shaft.

At this point, Luka was absolutely lost to the pleasure. He didn't think of Ilias or his duties, he didn't think about his heroics, he could only think about the otherworldly pleasure being sent through him by his traveling partner. None of the times before when Alice had done this for him were this intense but as good as it was, it wasn't enough.

Not yet.

"F-Faster, pl-please~" Luka whined out, embarrassed by the sound of his own voice as he did. Nevertheless, Alice happily obliged to quicken. She sped up to an alarming pace, taking in Luka's length again and again, sucking harder than ever before. Luka squirmed and bucked his hips, thrusting hard into Alice's mouth with a fervent tempo.

The Lamia did not hold back, beginning to use her flowers now to tickle and massage at his balls as she took care of his aching erection. Luka panted out hard, his moans mixing in with his breathing to create a ragged mixture of pleasure. Alice's throaty groans joined his own sound, creating a harsh but passionate sound of animalistic lust.

Luka could feel his cock throbbing crazily inside of Alice's mouth, his end drawing dangerously near. However, Alice suddenly slowed her pace down slowly until stopping her mouth at his head. Then, she began to swirl her long red tongue around the top of his penis.

The sensation was good enough to make Luka moan once more, but it brought his oncoming orgasm to a screeching halt. He looked down to Alice, who eagerly purled her tongue around the tip of his penis. The Lamia shut her golden eyes, letting out low hums while she maintained her onslaught. Luka, meanwhile, bit his lip as he felt his erection pulse again and again as it anticipated the inevitable release.

While the sensation of Alice's tongue running circles around his head was wonderful, it only fanned the flaming desire for a release that was burning inside of him.

As Luka sat there his pale-blue eyes moved from Alice's face, trailing up - curiously enough - to her horns. A very terrible idea came to his mind, one that he very quickly tried to abolish. However, the longer Alice's teasing went on, the greater the urge to latch onto her horns and pull became. The desire swelled inside of him by the second until, finally, the young Hero could not hold himself back any longer.

Alice's golden eyes snapped open upon feeling Luka's hands suddenly grab her horns, seeing his burning face for only a fraction of a second before being yanked down onto his length. Just like that, all the pressure that had been building inside the purple-haired boy exploded, his sperm filling the Lamia's mouth. Like so many times before, Luka's hips involuntarily driving up again and again until his orgasm subsided.

"I-I'm s-s-so-orry..." Luka whispered faintly as exhaustion began to take him over. He released Alice's horns, letting his arms fall to his sides feebly. His eyes fluttered as Alice began releasing his softening member, not even able to keep them open long enough to see her release him. The last thing he heard, was Alice let out the faintest of chuckles before everything went dark for good.


Alice watched Luka sleep for a long time after he fell asleep, hovering right above his now flaccid member even after having cleaned it off. At this point, she would have covered him back up and left it at that, but something had spurred her to stick around this time. For even if Luka had finished, Alice quite wasn't.

Unfortunately, this presented a rather difficult problem; for Alice's desire went beyond what she could allow herself to do.

In the plainest of terms, what Alice desired right now was to mate. She could feel it, a powerful and burning urge growing yearning to break her virginity with Luka. It had struck the Lamia so powerfully that she had almost considered trying to wake the boy, but she stopped herself before even trying to do so. For, as strong as the carnal yearning had been, she couldn't allow herself to cross that line.

Alice frowned, the haze of euphoria disappearing within seconds of realizing why it wasn't possible. It was undeniable that she could have her way with him, but that simply wasn't her place. Doing so would surely complicate things even more than they already were between them. Alice couldn't put her own mission in jeopardy, not for such a fleeting pleasure.

No, if they were to reach Hellgondo, Alice would need to stomp out her own budding desire. Pleasuring Luka again had been an extremely impulsive decision in the first place, one that surely would make things more difficult down the line.

Alice finally covered Luka's member and slithered back away from him, recovering her chest with her top. The Lamia bit her lip, remembering how his erection had seemingly fit so perfectly between her breasts. It was odd to her to think just how wonderful it felt even with him being on the receiving end, it was no wonder that so many Monsters went after him.

Luka just had a certain allure, a sort of charm that drew in all sorts of attention. Alice would be a liar if she said it didn't work on her, as otherwise there was no way she would've allowed him to yank her down like that if it didn't feel good for her as well.

Alice sighed, quickly burying that thought away as she slithered out of Luka's tent. She began zipping the tent flap back up, only stopping right before the end to take one last glance at the young Hero. With her eyes, Alice could still see Luka there, his chest gently rising and falling as he slept. It was enough to bring a tiny bit of happiness to her, but that was quickly snuffed out as well.

There was no reason for her to enjoy the sight of him sleeping since she was not fated to be the one to be by his side anyway. Alice couldn't allow herself to even entertain the notion of allowing herself to get closer, for it would just make everything so much more painful for both Alice and Luka in the end...

...Unfortunately for Alice, it was too late to start keeping Luka at arm's length.


One final sin before seeing Ilias again. Surely, this does bode well for Luka as Ilias will be most displeased by his exploration into sensuality with Monsters. Very soon, Luka will have to answer to the Goddess of Light, which will prove for a very uncomfortable meeting between the two.

But not everything will be so bad, as Eden will be continuing to guide Luka through Heaven. Which will prove to have interesting results...

F14M3RZ: I hope the Amira bit was amusing for what it is, it came from my realization that Amira and Maria are anagrams of each other. That and since they are in San Ilia, it seemed to fit. May keep the disguise for her, may not. Depends on how much people enjoyed that.

As you said, I do have much different plans about how things in San Ilia go in Part 3. I've left things where they are for good(?) reason, you'll just have to wait and see what I mean. And Ilias will probably be just as furious as you assume, that is something you'll see quite soon.

omegaqilin: Alice is certainly softening up to Luka, much quicker than in the VN by a landslide, though it isn't going to be that easy yet. Their romance is still somewhat beginning and while the various companions Luka has had are entertaining, they do prove as obstacles to Alice and Luka getting closer.

What happens in Heaven may come as a bit of a shock, but it will prove one thing: Alice and Ilias aren't too dissimilar when it comes to Luka. What I mean, you will soon find out.

As for in the VN, I assume she would've got it from Luka still. Can't imagine her going through different means at that point when her and Luka are so close.