Lecherous**

"I will trap you for eternity here with me, so I won't need to see any more of you die."

Elara was considering trapping Sorin inside the car earlier. She would create a loop inside the moving car, and they would ride together on the same road for eternity. But then she knew they shouldn't implicate the chauffeur and everyone else on the road.

That was why Elara brought him to the hotel, where there was an elevator inside. In this closed space, inside the metal box that was moving up to its destination, even if Sorin tried, he would never be able to physically escape from there.

"...except," she paused, "You agree to pray to the heavens with me and let go of your regained title. Come back to your normal life, and forget about everything."

Now, Elara was giving him the last chance to choose. And even if Sorin was being stubborn, Elara would keep him here as long as he liked. She had been through quintillions of lifetimes, so it didn't matter to her to do another run of infinite lifetimes.

It didn't matter since this time, she would spend all of that time with him... the two of them, alone.

"Oooooh, I see," Sorin's eyes flashed with a hint of mischief. "So that's why you trap me in a loop now, not when we're in the car before. You naughty girl, what were you thinking?"

Elara flinched. She didn't mean to think about it that way!

"But there's a CCTV here. First of all, I need to make sure it doesn't record anything we're about to do," Sorin raised his head toward the CCTV on the elevator's ceiling. With his body that had recovered and returned young, he launched himself up and destroyed the camera with his fist.

Elara grasped his arm. "W-w-w-what are you doing?! Y-y-you really...!"

"Then, you want everyone with access to the CCTV footage to see what we're doing? After the loop end, are you sure you're going to walk out knowing it might have caught something?" Sorin raised one of his eyebrows and smiled cunningly.

He jumped toward it again to pull it off until it was completely destroyed.

He huffed and patted his sleeve triumphantly before turning to the woman in front of him.

"Y-y-you, bad! You l-l-lecherous man!" Elara screamed.

"But you're not?" Sorin asked back. "When you're trapping me here with you for eternity, did you not expect anything to happen between us?"

"N-n-not this fast!" Elara half admitted it. But Sorin forced that confession out of her with the price of one of her tears falling down and her face red and angry like a cooked lobster.

"Now, shall we begin?" he asked.

Elara stared at him in horror. "N-now?"

Sorin didn't waste time. No, actually, there was too much time to be wasted that he wanted to use each and every second to try and clear this boss fight. So he started to strip his clothes.

"W-we're not going to talk first?!" Elara was too stunned that she backed toward the corner.

Sorin shook her head. "Eight quintillion lifetimes, and you still want to wait?"

"But you had only experienced one!" Elara refuted as she was entirely cornered by him.

Sorin grinned as he exasperatedly grasped her jaw. "That's why I will pay you tenfold. Let's trap ourselves for eighty-quintillion lifetimes here. That, except you beg me to stop."

Elara's face paled in horror. But seeing the luminous glow in the man's eyes, her eyes started to glimmer as if it infected her. Without realizing it, she whispered in her mind, [Fuck me, Sorin...]

A sinister smile appeared on Sorin's lips.

'Now, system,' he called in his mind, his eyes glancing menacingly at the status window floating beside him that suddenly seemed to flinch and tremble in fear. 'I will count on you who claims I have infinite vitality.'

***

[Sorin]

8th Sovereign

Str: 50 | Agi: 51

Int: 122 | Wis: 304

Vit: ∞ | Cha: 90

Luc: 50

Unique Reigns:

Reverse (SSS)

Immortality (S)

Synapse Overdrive (F+)

Mind Reading (F)

Domain Creation (F-)

Critical Mind (A-)

Eloquent Speech (B+)

Title:

Greed Nemesis

Deal 50% more damage to Mammon's followers.

50% immunity from greed temptation.

***

There was no bed. There was not even any chair or anything to lean on except the elevator's walls and the handrails. But even though deep inside, Elara and Sorin regretted not doing their first time in a much more comfortable place, for them, this much will do.

Even though it was Sorin who initiated it, Elara's desire and longing for him were much more overwhelming than he expected. Her heart might have grown so big that it was about to burst.

How could he bear to let her go when her mind kept yelling his name. It was like a chant, a prayer. She grimaced, "Fuck..."

If she wasn't calling his name, then her mind would go so uncontrollably astray. Even though she was embarrassed to keep calling his name, she didn't want to let him see deeper into her consciousness. So she screamed.

As for Sorin... well, it was like a fit of euphoria.

In all his life, he had never experienced and witnessed this strong sense of yearning. How could she not go crazy? How could she keep everything to herself and not run for him? No. That was exactly why she was crazy.

As her thoughts flooded his mind, he decided to drown inside it. His calloused fingers that made a mess inside her squeezed her love juice over and over again until the floor below her feet became noticeably wet.

Her inner walls were warm... thick, and sticky from the liquid gushing out of them. It was both soft and bouncy, with an inexplicable texture he couldn't find anywhere else.

Her gasps started to flow as rough as the screams in her mind. She demanded his kiss with her eyes when she almost reached the peak. And amidst the chaos, she could still beg with the littlest of her intact consciousness left.

[...tongue... lick me... hold me... deeper... Sorin, Sorin...! Just a little bit deeper... please...!]

THRUST!

"A-ahh..."

Silence.

At the same time as her broken whimper escaped between their entangling lips, her mind went silent. Her wavering eyes were empty for a second... two seconds... three seconds... four...

Her hand slipped from the railing. Her heels arched and tensed. Her fingernails dug into his skin, and her inside squeezed him like a vacuum. She came the moment he put his dick inside her. It was deeper than she requested him to reach.

No. It was beyond what she anticipated.

"Elara... are you okay?" he whispered.

She helplessly grasped his shoulder. She whispered, "It hurts... so good..."

Sorin looked at her, eyes full of questions. He hugged her and carried her up, stepping back for a bit to see the floor from over her shoulder. The clear liquid on the ground was dyed red. He frowned.

"Aren't you a couple of hundred years old? And those quintillions of lifetimes? You never...!" he stared at her in disbelief.

Her trembling voice and her scared expression said it all, but she answered him, "Is this turning you off?"

"Fucking crazy," Sorin grinned.

"I don't have time to have fun when the world is in chaos!" she yelled, obviously upset even though she knew Sorin was just teasing her. "If you think I'm scary, then pray and forget everything."

"You unfair little... I took your virginity, goddamnit," he cursed, but he forgot that his curses were part of the things that Elara loved. He felt her starting to get even wetter when he whispered, "And you expect me to leave and forget?"

She was a being who threaded beyond time, and he, a fucking no one, took her chastity. Almighty God would curse him if he failed to take accountability. Or worse...

Her beloved Papa would rise from the grave and haunt him to death.