Vincent entered the wooden door, now more secure and guarded by well-armed women with steel armour from Mel'Zeth's blacksmith.

'Well, let's see, it's quite nice inside now; the walls have become more tasteful, and the flooring is solid!'

He began to check the refurbished bar with a more tasteful serving staff as now all of them were helped to get a dungeon licence and able to increase their strength slowly; even the common barmaid was now level 8 at least.

'Is Scarlet here?'

Due to both of them having daemon blood, the beautiful woman he slept with threw the business at her as if to avoid her.

'I am ashamed of my actions; let's call her Scarlet until I've earned the right to use her real name; taking advantage of my superior bloodline and her mental changes after sex was a cowardly act.'

His feet began to walk towards the stairs; thankfully, none of the clich?? events happened where a guard stopped him because he went up the stairs or didn't look the part.

Vincent always wore a suit, and his red hair, horns and eyes were now prominent features in the city. The guards would recognise him instantly when they saw him coming for one reason--he was banging the boss!

He walked up the dark brown stairs, with his head held high, looking towards the third floor where she would sleep; closing his eyes, Vincent could hear her soft breathing, the tapping of a quill as she seemed to be working on some documents, the chirping of Tama the little orange-haired girl with the tiger teeth who wore no underwear.

'That girl is also cute; is she bouncing on the bed? I guess Samira is in the dungeon with Celine and the others.'

The smell hit Vincent first before entering the room; something sweet mixed with a fruity fragrance filled his nose and mouth. He smiled; this place could only be described as 'delicious'.

'This smell is familiar.... that cute green bird girl.'

Suddenly as if hearing his voice, a wind blew through the first floor as someone lept into his arms, wrapping herself tightly around him. A small smile appeared on her lips but then quickly disappeared. She looked at the ground while pressing against him and whispered in his ear, "You're late. You said soon.... three weeks! The bad man lied!"

"Yes, forgive me... I should have come sooner."

A light tap landed on his cheek before a soft, warm sensation replaced the fixture as Vera kissed him with her cute pink lips, a slightly sticky feeling as she seemed to have started dressing up before she twisted her body, pressing her massive ass against him.

She lifted her robe, so the silky soft flesh pressed against his exposed abs; her cute little butt began to squish against him as he picked her up, sitting the short girl on his thick and muscular forearm like a princess.

With her cute green hair down to her ankles, Vera now flowed along his arm, hanging in the air as she leaned back against his powerful biceps with a happy face, kicking the air before pointing towards the third flood.

"You came to see Scarlet, right? Not Vera..." her face became a little discouraged when she spoke, the cute face and apple cheeks downturn.

"No, I came to see you both, Vera. Can you forgive me?" His voice was deep and sincere as he began to walk towards the stairs, stroking her soft cheek with the back of his free hand; the gentle breeze seemed to swirl around her, a calm and soothing sensation.

"Mmmmm... Kiss! I forgive if you kiss me like a lover!" Vera tweeted like a songbird, those cute golden eyes with a slight green hint, as her long eyelashes fluttered at him, biting her little lips with a pretty pout.

Her small breasts seemed a little bigger, almost a palm in size, but Vincent didn't care; like Odette, this girl had the same type of blood flowing inside her, and it attracted him; unlike the violent and fierce daemon blood, she's gentle, passionate and soft.

Without hesitation, he pulled her close, kissing her softly on the lips; a sigh escaped her as her tongue slipped out of her mouth. As his hands wrapped around her waist, she turned over, pushing her ample breasts together with her arms behind her back.

Catching the scent of fresh fruit, he knew what she wanted; her hips undulated sensually, enticing him further to pleasure her.

When he finally reached her hidden button with his fingertips, she gasped loudly, suddenly pulling away from him.

"What do you want, Vincent?!"historical

Her tone was not angry nor sad but rather curious and playful; how he felt about her was different from any other person in his life. It wasn't just lustful desire; although there was plenty of that, it was something more profound and more robust, something akin to a drug addict needing another fix.

But how did she feel? Was she genuinely aware of what was going on? Did she understand that he was doing these things to help her awaken? Or was it simply because he liked her and desired her body?

As he stroked her wet folds with his fingers, he noticed her shaking slightly; perhaps the thrill of being touched for the first time since that day made her nervous. But still, he couldn't stop himself; her juices leaked onto his fingertips, and he pushed two digits inside her.

It took several attempts to find her entrance without hurting her, but eventually, he found her spot. When he inserted a second digit, she moaned lightly and nodded.

Now that she was ready, he placed his thumb above her clitoris and rubbed gently, observing her reaction. After a few seconds passed with nothing happening, Vera gave him the go-ahead signal by grabbing his wrist firmly and nodding once again; he removed one finger, inserting a second instead.

While he continued to stroke her clit with quick circles, he slid another finger into her pussy, stretching her open.

"Ohhh yesss... Ohhhhhh! Tingle feels good! Vera's body warm!"

Vera writhed beneath him as he pumped deeper within her hot passage. Without thinking too deeply about anything else, he kept fingering the petite beauty, watching as she moved her legs wider apart and arched her back, moaning louder with each moment.

The pair slowly walked up the quiet stairs; nobody was on the second floor as he hugged the cute green phoenix tightly into his chest; he wouldn't let her go, not now she entered his grasp; the dragon-like feeling began to show again, and like when with Odette as his soft hands began to slide deeper into her sticky slit, the quiet squelched filling the second floor as he dropped down on a black sofa with a thump, wanting to make her feel better.

"Ahhhh, oh yes, keep touching me..."

Vera breathed heavily between gasps as he stroked her inner thighs with his thumbs, spreading them wide enough for him to press against her sensitive spots. Each time he brushed across the tiny nub on top of her mound, she shivered uncontrollably and tried desperately to pull closer; despite her reluctance earlier, she begged for more.

Soon enough, he managed to push a couple of fingers into her slick depths; he heard her moan quietly and begin panting. Then, he added another finger and began pumping in and out faster; his knuckles pressing against her, squishing her smooth slit, as her light humming and gasps filled the otherwise silent corridor.

After a minute or two of slow thrusting, he increased speed and rhythm, sliding his fingers deeper into her slippery cunt, twisting around inside her hot, sticky narrow hole as she shuddered wildly. In response, she grabbed onto the cushions below, gripping harder than ever before; it was clear that her arousal had grown immensely.

"Ooohh, oooohhhh! Ooooowwwwww!! Mmmm... Ughhh, Vincent, please don't stop!"

Even though he slowed down considerably, her excitement grew stronger with every passing moment; the sounds of heavy breathing filled the hallway's silence as his pace gradually accelerated, causing her to gasp and squeak as her hips bounced against his strong fingers. Soon enough, she lost control and began thrashing around, bucking wildly against him as she climaxed.

"...ahhh... Vera feels beriberi! Shocking my body, Mnnnnn!!!"

Vera screamed and moaned in ecstasy as wave upon wave of orgasmic bliss washed over her entire body. Panting hard, her muscles tensed up and repeatedly contracted as waves of intense pleasure coursed through her body. Every movement caused her to bounce off his fingers, making her small tits jiggle and shake even more violently as she clamped onto his fingers before the pressure popped them out with a fierce wet, sticky sound as her body jittered.

'So cute...'

At last, after nearly half a minute of continuous writhing, she collapsed weakly against his lap, panting heavily. Even with all the sexual tension released, he gently petted her head, knowing that the lust she felt was because of their bloodlines, softly treating her like a precious item as he carried her like a princess, fixing her clothes and heading towards the third floor, with slow and heavy footsteps.

'Here goes nothing....'

Vincent didn't knock as he was the owner; pushing open the door, he saw Scarlet in a messy suit, seeming to have been working hard to move into the light side and dark at the same time; his lips formed a gentle smile to her, moving closer to the bed.

Scarlet watched as they approached the door with great anticipation.

This would be the first time she saw Vincent since the night of her awakening. And judging by how he held Vera in his arms, he treated her well.

The sleeping girl looked so content and comfortable in his arms; she felt a slight tinged of jealousy before watching him place her on the bed, stopping Tama, who looked at the girl before sniffing a few times, then forming a vast grin.

Tama had zero tact as she blurted out her next words.

"She smell's like I do after masturbating! Ahhh~ so lewd, such cute Vera was abused!"