When Mamori entered his room, Lapis was already present. 

His glance went over her a single time.

‘She was waiting for me.’ 

This was an obvious deduction. 

First, Lapis was facing the door. 

Second, her gaze was moving expectantly.

Third, her posture was suggestive, inviting the gaze of anyone who entered the room. While sitting on a bed that was parallel to the front door, she wore a school uniform. She had her legs spread. Pulling on the already short skirt, she teased her lack of undergarments. 

Mamori gulped lightly. There was no filter or obstruction this time. Thus, the view of Lapis’ pussy was a first. Yet, even though it was right there — Mamori knew he had to hold back. He chanted mantras in his head. All sense of libido disappeared. 

With a red face, Lapis spoke slowly and with heated breaths.

“Would you like dinner? A bath? Or maybe me?”

Mamori tilted his head. His expression was hard to read. The only indication of his emotions was the way his eyes shifted about the room. He was somewhat ignoring Lapis and appraising the room. However, to Lapis it looked like he was silently observing her body. 

“I said… the line right… right?” she whispered quietly. Her face became a deeper and deeper shade of scarlet.

“I’ll be content with some rice.” 

Mamori centered his gaze on Lapis. His words seemed to shock the lady. Yet, the roller coaster he would deliver her wasn’t over. He leisurely walked over and picked her up.

“Oh… dinner… after… that is fine…”

And Mamori carefully set her down on the other bed in the room and then returned to the original bed.

“I’ll be taking this.”

There were laws that governed the spatial arrangement of the room, and the location of the bed that Lapis had occupied was simply superior. At least, this was the case from Mamori’s perspective. 

The laws of spatial arrangement were fluid and each doctrine had different interpretations. What mattered was adhering to the principles one had set out. This would allow the most optimal energy flow. 

“Ehh…”

Mamori lightly tapped a wet spot on his bed. It was clearly some fluid that had once belonged to Lapis. With a thoughtful look, he rubbed the spot some more. 

Watching Mamori’s motions, Lapis settled down and observed the man. Her disappointment was long gone and she gulped as he saw him touch the spot repeatedly. She could see a sticky liquid adhere to his fingertip, which he then brought to his lips. 

‘There is a buildup of lustful energy. Hmm this needs to be treated. I’ll need to do some research.’ 

Lumi didn’t tell Mamori about Lapis’ condition or about succubus physiology. She didn’t want to interfere or put pressure on the situation. However, Lumi did not know that Mamori was a professional exorcist.  

‘Signs of bedevilment.’ 

 

Lapis, like Lumi, was also oblivious to the fact that Mamori was somewhat of a serious man when it came to the abnormal and supernatural. He was trained as a professional exorcist and had a somewhat distorted perspective on the current manner. 

‘There are many ways to treat the symptoms. I could use my hands, tongue, or penis. There are many options, but I think I’ll need to prepare a ritual to solve the underlying cause.’ 

Mamori remained motionless even as he thought of various compromising situations. Even as he thought of various positions and acts, his professionalism kept him detached from the moment. 

‘Well, for now… let’s finish arranging the room, while Lapis makes some food.’

The dorm room had advanced spatial magic applied to it. The room of the first seat was even more customizable.

The room changed at a noticeable rate. The ambiance and style completely changed. From a somewhat fancy college room, the space transformed to look somewhat like the interior of a temple. Wood floors, sliding doors, low-seated furniture, memorabilia that was related to esoteric practices 

There was a place to take one’s shoes off. Various incense holders already containing lit incense appeared and began to fill the room with their aroma. 

Mamori was meticulous. Everything was immaculate and clean. To finish, Mamori prepared some household apparel  — a pair of humble robes and slippers. He even started to brew some fresh tea.

During the entire time, Lapis floated around him. Her eyes were shining with curiosity and she continued to ask question after question. Her body shook with excitement at multiple intervals.

 

***

 

“Hey… hey… so you are designing our room.”

“Yes, when I’m done with the finishing touches then I don’t mind you changing what you want.” Mamori smiled, “This is also your room after all.”

She gave a girlish laugh. While her face was slightly flushed, she didn’t seem embarrassed — just happy.

“Hey, Mamori, something smells good!” She moved her hands through wisps of smoke. When they dispersed from her touch, she sniffed the air. 

“Are you done making the rice?”

“Yup!”

“You can use this time to make some side dishes,” Mamori continued to work as he spoke, “I can help if you need me to.”

“Nn, no you are busy!”

“Hey, hey. What is this!” Lapis lifted up a paper with various kinds of insignia inked onto it.

“A paper talisman.”

“And this.” She lifted up a necklace.

“Prayer beads.” 

“Are they important?”

“No, you can move them. You can even throw them out if you don’t like them. My things, at least the ones I lay out, are also your things.”

“Is that so?!” Lapis hummed and then pushed something towards Mamori. It was a pair of panties with a cute animal print, “These have my favorite design! I tend to go commando and I also have multiple pairs! You can have these ones. They are clean and fresh! Oh, have these as well. They have a similar print, but my scent is still on them. I’m not sure what your preference is. Hehe.”

Lapis spoke rapidly, always with a warm smile and sparkling eyes filled with innocent curiosity.

Lapis remained unabashed. Mamori simply nodded and accepted the gift. He didn’t even think about considering the gift weird. If Lapis didn’t show any embarrassment and was natural, then Mamori was unable to interpret the situation as something that was not normal. 

Furthermore, even if he was aware of such etiquette, his own beliefs came second. Dealing with the irrational and supernatural on a frequent basis, it was important for exorcists to remain objective. Not only did this prevent one’s thoughts from becoming clouded, but it also was important to an exorcist’s greatest talent: subjectivity.  

High ranking spiritualists had the ability to distort the natural laws through their will alone. There was a reason Mamori’s training was as intense as it was. 

“Hey!” Lapis tugged lightly on Mamori’s sleeve, “What is this?!” 

“It’s attire to wear at the house. I’ve prepared some undergarments to go with it, but you said you liked going commando—”

“I’ll wear it!” Lapis tended to be lazy and was the type to wear casual and comfortable clothing at home. However, she also had an affinity for cosplaying.

“It is not required. I’m sure you will look fine in whatever you wear. I would just appreciate that you wear this set of clothing whenever I need to perform rituals.”

“Oh? Rituals? Is that like kinky sex?”

“In the case of your condition, intercourse will most likely be an optimal approach. But most rituals do not have any sexual nature behind them.”

Lapis blinked several times. There was a mixture of confusion, but she continuously nodded with rapt attention even if she didn’t understand anything besides ”intercourse” and “sexual nature.

“I’m still a virgin… I’m also a succubus… Intercourse is…” Unlike before, Lapis became shy. There was a mix of embarrassment and anxiety. Her voice was quiet and fast, and as she spoke she twiddled with her fingers.

“Is the first act of copulation done by a succubus special?” Mamori inquired. 

“Well, yes… if you want…”

“I’m sure it would be an enjoyable experience that I wouldn’t forget; however, what do you want, Lapis.”

“I.. w-want it to be you. I… ugh… want you to do it… to my f-first… it’s why… I… ugh… picked you… but it might be h-hard… especially because you are…” After sutterting and speaking for a while, Lapis grew quiet.

“I’m what?”

“You’re also a virgin,” she moved her arms to the side. It was an expression of frustration and defeat. It was like she became deflated and she looked for the right words. She wasn’t putting the blame on anyone. Twiddling with her fingers, she spoke quietly and honestly,  “So it might be hard.”

“Does my virginity bother you?”

“No… I prefer it. There just tends to be problems. It might hurt you. Or it might be over too quickly. The first time is something that sticks with a succubus. Most of the time, we go to more experienced members of our race. But I think most of my race would prefer to do it with someone they desire to actually do it with.”

“Don’t worry.” Mamori smiled, “It will just take me a week to prepare for the ritual.”

“Anything I can help with!” Lapis was back to her normal, energetic self. She was practically boiling with passion. However, in reality, she was holding herself back. 

Countless lecherous thoughts rushed through her mind. She had to cool herself down and pretend to be fine or else she would be unable to stop herself from pouncing on Mamori. At this point, she would be content even if Mamori didn’t do anything. 

He just had to exist as she rubbed herself up against him. Even just humping his leg until she came would be enough.

‘Her condition seems to be worsening. Looks like I might have to have a few more sleepless nights.’

Mamori waved her off, “That is fine. I can prepare everything on my own.”

“If it doesn’t get in the way then I want to assist you.”

“Okay.”

‘With an assistant, I should be able to prepare everything sooner. Plus, she seems to want to be involved in the process.’

“Yes! I’m going to try this on then!” Lapis practically jumped in the air.

‘She is that happy, huh.’

Meanwhile, Lapis had different thoughts. 

‘Whew that was close I almost actually jumped on him.’

Lapis took a deep breath. Yet, she didn’t exactly cool down her momentum. With one motion, she threw her clothes off. 

Mamori didn’t look too intently. He would observe her in more detail later. Still, he stole a glance at her genitals. Her folds of skin that helped form her vulva seemed to twitch. Because it was completely trimmed, it was easy to see liquid trickling out and down her thighs.

Lapis was about to try on the robes that Mamori had gifted her, when she noticed Mamori’s gaze. She smiled and pulled the private lips to the side, revealing her vaginal opening in all its glory. 

It was not a familiar sight to Mamori. While, due to circumstances, Mamori had seen a few of his sect sister’s breasts, he never became acquainted with a female’s pubic area. 

There was also Lumi and Musa, but once again, his views were limited. 

He had only seen fleeting glimpses of such things when other disciples had snuck magazines into the sect and forcefully showed him pictures. 

Because of this Mamori couldn’t help but have certain thoughts.

‘It is somewhat confusing. I’ll have to observe it more thoroughly.’

 

Mamori closed the notification. It wasn’t his first time seeing similar notifications. 

That said, he would indeed study such matters later; however, it was more important to learn about Lapis. While generic information would be helpful, the ritual would be based on her and not someone else. 

A pinkish, almost gas-like energy could be visualized swirling around Lapis’ private area. It was a sexual assist tool that would help guide pleasure. Mamori was going to dismiss it. He originally planned to examine Lapis at a later time — after eating a meal and finishing the organization of the room. 

However, this plan changed because of Lapis. He didn’t want to stimulate her needlessly, so it was best to conduct such activities when she was already heated.

At first, Lapis smiled at Mamori. She had no problems being looked at in this position. She had even teased him earlier when he first came in.

Yet, after looking at his tense gaze for several moments, Lapis began to bite her lips. At first, Lapis thought Mamori looked innocent. He had a certain fragility and feminine-like nature. He reminded her of the protagonist in some of the romantic comics she read. 

‘He was one of the gentle meek types… but it turns out… he is a bad boy…’ Lapis couldn’t help but think this. Ultimately, she couldn’t help but imagine various scenes of Mamori having his way with her. They were aggressive, sensual scenes. She was pushed down and mounted with her legs spread wide. The man’s dispassionate gaze would linger on her body as he grunted, thrusting his cock violently in and out of her pussy. She would be begging for more for him to go harder. He would comply and as a result she would melt into him. Then his gentle side would show. He would reassure her, make sure she was alright, hug her and kiss her, then fuck her again.

While having these thoughts, she was conscious of the way body was reacting.

She could feel herself leaning forward, rotating her hips forward and backwards. She could feel her own breath building in her chest as her heartbeat increased. She could feel it leave her mouth in soft pants. She could feel her breasts move up and down with each inhale and each exhale.

In real time, she watched the man inch closer — always with that apathetic face with a hint of mischief. She liked it when he gently smiled at her, but that sharp look made her feel things. She felt desired. It wasn’t the same desire she felt, yet she felt his bubbling curiosity. He wanted to know her, every single centimeter of her body — even the secret areas. He would explore every nook and cranny of her body. 

She could feel it. He wanted to feel her. Touch her. Taste her. Even smell her. At least, this was the fantasy she played in her mind as he grew closer and closer. Fantasy and reality mingled. 

When his breath began to tickle her legs, she finally looked away. Her face grew hot. Her hand moved on its own and she began to stroke herself. She only managed to begin to rub her own clitrois when the man pushed her hand out of the way.

She grumbled lightly.

“Endure.”

‘If that is what he wants…’

Yet, she couldn’t stop her hand from returning. Her drive to touch herself was too strong.

He gently held onto her hand this time. He was touching the outside of her hand, and without applying pressure, he kept his hand over hers and followed each movement she made.

She went back to rubbing her clit. It wasn’t enough though, and she inserted a finger then two into her vagina. She felt her sense of sight diminish. She could only feel. She even became aware of the slight hesitation in the man’s fingers to follow deeper inside.

Without realizing it herself, her other hand had been massaging one of her own breasts. She stopped and brought the hand down. She placed it over Mamori’s hand, sandwiching that hand between both of her own.

She then guided his hand. A notification appeared before her eyes. 

 

‘Not yet. He said I had to wait a week. This will do for now.’ She shook her head. 

 

‘What… I don’t care… accept.’ Because it was Mamori, she accepted. She felt a hot, tickling sensation from the sealing circle. She instinctively felt that she could release her pent up frustration in one go. She could orgasm right away and return to a normal state. She had full control of own libido. 

‘I want to cum… but I don’t want to cum… I want to cum… not yet… not yet… more… please more… ah, I want to cum… can I cum multiple times… will you help me Mamori… please help me cum many, many times… take my virginity… and I’ll take yours… you will be my king… and I’ll be your queen… but I want you to spoil me like I’m your little princess… I want you… I lust for your touch… make me love you, Mamori… please make me love you. I’ll love you… if you love me… please love me… cherish me… I’d cherish you… I’ll spoil you… you can spoil me… I can cook for you … by the way did you know… I suck at cooking… but I’ll do it… I’ll fight for you.. I’ll protect you… I wouldn’t care about the world… just you… Ah, I just came. It feels really good…’

While there was lingering pleasure, Lapis was hit with an intense bout of post nut clarity.