"Mom, why do you want to go to Hylaea? Are you craving a challenge or something?" Zion asked, walking into his mother’s office.
"Oh, Zion. I was just about to leave. Don’t mind me. I just want to test my power against a dragon. There’s no one here who can give me a challenge, so I’m off to the dragon lands."
’Fucking battle maniac.’
"I can take you on. I’m pretty strong myself. I’m sure you felt it too, right? Me being in the Mystic stage. I’m probably stronger than you to be honest." Zion felt proud of himself, rubbing his nose with pride.
"Yeah, sure." That was it. Zaleena didn’t even pay her son any mind and just made sure she packed everything she needed for her ’travels’.
"Really? You don’t even want to fight me? What about Auntie, or Ignis? They’re in the Mystic stage as well."
She scoffed. "Raven will find any excuse to win and if she loses, she’ll say I won by luck or it was a fluke or some other bullshit. She’s a sore loser. As for Ignis, she’s not interested. All she cares about is training. Like, I get it, but sometimes, you need to spar, you know?"
"And me?" Zion asked.
"You’re my son, I wouldn’t want to hurt you."
Zion immediately got flashbacks to when his mother and sisters put him through gueling training, beating him every day to the brink of death to make him stronger.
That slightly annoyed him. "Seriously?"
"Hey now, what you’re probably thinking about was just training. I had to toughen you up. You’re a grown man now, with a kid too. I can’t bully you forever." She flicked his forehead.
Zion rolled his eyes, not caring about what his mother did at this point. "Before you go, train for a bit in my fracture and reach the peak of the Mystic Stage."
"Oh yeah, I did hear from Luminera that you bonded with a fracture. What’s the time dilation like?"
"One day here is a year there."
"Now that’s what I’m talking about. I’m about to spend a whole month in there. Open it up, son!"
With a slight chuckle, Zion slashed the air, and his fracture appeared, a crack in space that functioned as the entrance.
"I won’t age in there, right?" She wondered.
He shook his head. "Nope. Your body will be the same as it was when you entered. Not that it matters since you’ll live for hundreds of years regardless."
"Sweet. Bye, son, love you." She gave him a kiss, then jumped into the fracture.
"I hope she doesn’t completely wipe out the dragons. That crazy mother of mine."
"I’m here!" Zion shouted in Lilith’s home.
No one answered, which wasn’t out of the ordinary. Lilith was a busy woman, not just with their plans, but also with her duties as one of the Archdemons of the demon world.
While she never said it out right, Zion figured that he wouldn’t always see her right away when he came to visit.
’I guess I’ll relax for the time being. Oh, let me put that collar on so no one gets suspicious.’
After putting on the collar, thankfully without the chain, Zion jumped on her bed.
The mattress was large and soft, sinking as his body absorbed the comfortable feeling it produced. He tossed and turned, never experiencing a bed so comfortable before, and he had very, very comfortable beds at home.
"Holy shit! What material did they use to create this bed?! Demonic wool? Fuck I can stay here forever! It’s like I’m floating on a cloud!"
Zion spent the next hour relaxing on Lilith’s bed, his eyes dozing off here and there as he watched the red sky shift to a darker red as the sun was setting.
He still wasn’t used to the scenery of the demon world, but he had to admit that it wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. No, it was way better than he thought it would be.
Besides the races and cultures, there was nothing that separated the demons from the residents of the mortal realm.
Zion turned his head to the room door as he heard a knock.
"E-Excuse me? My Lady? It’s time for your evening tea." A woman’s voice, most likely a maid, said.
Zion walked over to the door, about to open it, but then, he noticed that he looked way too clean to be in Lilith’s room. So, he quickly took off his shirt, headed up his body so he could start sweating, and opened the window.
"H-Hello," Zion replied, his voice out of breath and his face flushed as he opened the door.
The maid paused, taking a good look at Zion.
His long white hair was disheveled and wet, his body reeked of sweat, his face was flushed, his pants were ripped, and his voice wavered every time he spoke.
’Damn, Lady Lilith really didn’t hold back with him, huh? I’m surprised he can even stand.’ The maid thought to herself.
"Where’s My Lady?" The maid asked
"S-She’s not here. Said she has something to do." Zion responded with his head low.
Because of that, he didn’t see the succubus licking her lips as she eyed Zion, wanting to take him as her prey.
"So you’re here alone?" She asked, taking a step closer to him, entering the room.
"Y-Yes. I don’t know when M-Master will be back. She said she wanted to relieve some stress before she had to work."
The maid nodded. "Oh, that sounds like My Lady, alright."
Now she was fully in the room, closing the door behind her as she got in Zion’s face, her breath heavy and her hand clutching his collar.
Zion’s eyes opened wide as he realized what the maid was trying to do. "W-What are you doing?"
"What?" She asked, her voice sultry. "I work hard, help out when needed, and bust my ass off for My Lady. So, don’t you think I could use some stress relief? Hmm?"
’Am I about to bang this chick? I mean, I’m down. She’s hot. Sorry Lilith. I’ll act like I’m weak and helpless.’
The succubus guided her fingers from Zion’s lips, down to his pants, feeling his bulge, which made the succubus excrete pheromones to sexually arouse the opposite gender.
’Ohhh fuck! It’s time! I’m about to taste my first demon!’