Kumiho Na - Ri Demon War I
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Chapter 2: The Pact
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 2: The Pact - When the Korean officer De-Yong is on the verge of dying in a duel against a samurai, a kumiho saves his life. She offers him a pact—one that can only be sealed through a union—and it heals his wounds. Too late, both of them realize the consequences of this bond, which also draws other powers onto the battlefield. In the process, the moral boundaries between humans and demons begin to blur.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual NonConsensual Rape Lesbian Heterosexual High Fantasy Historical Horror Humor Paranormal Magic Demons Polygamy/Polyamory Exhibitionism Nudism
When Na-Ri returned around noon the following day, De-Yong seemed to be feeling a little better, as he was sitting upright leaning against a tree and had fetched more water from the nearby stream. His sword was within reach, but Na-Ri doubted that he could do more than threaten with it if danger arose.
He was terrified, to say the least, and even managed to grab the sword and raise it when she entered the clearing almost silently. No supernatural ability on her part, rather a skill acquired over time. Relieved, he lowered it again when he recognized her.
Na-Ri handed him a bag.
“Here, I’ve brought you something to eat!”
He took the bag suspiciously and looked inside.
“Don’t worry, it’s human food. Rice cakes. Those who owned them no longer need them!”
That didn’t seem to shock him.
“Thank you Na-Ri!”
He gorged himself on the cakes with a ravenous appetite. That was good, because he would soon need his strength, Na-Ri thought to himself.
He looked at her from the corner of his eye as he ate. She was still naked, but there was nothing vixenish or supernatural about her.
She was now apparently a completely normal girl, naked and beautiful.
The sight had an effect on De-Yong and he blushed.
Na-Ri did not miss his reaction and began to smile.
“Do you like me?” she asked.
Caught by surprise, he stopped eating. If Na-Ri had just thought he couldn’t get any more embarrassed, she was wrong.
“You’re beautiful!” De-Yong stammered after swallowing the bite in his mouth.
“Thank you very much! Well, then it shouldn’t be difficult for you to seal our pact.”
He lowered the rice cakes uncomprehendingly.
“Seal the pact?”
“It’s a pact between us, if you want to be my friend. And we have to seal it!” Na-Ri shook her head at the lack of understanding.
“That’s the custom with you humans!”
“Oh, yes, that’s right. But I don’t have anything to write with me!”
Now Na-Ri looked uncomprehending.
“To write?”
“Well, to write down the pact! A document!”
Na-Ri looked at him suspiciously. She had her problems with documents.
People recorded their memories in it. And also spells that could be used against them.
One reason why she could not enter most temples. They were secured with strong spells.
De-Yong’s hunger made him bite into another rice cake.
“No, we don’t need a document. You just give me your seed and I’ll give you my pearl!”
De-Yong spluttered half the rice cake across the clearing and began to cough.
Na-Ri looked at him worriedly.
“Everything all right? Aren’t the rice cakes good?”
Still gasping in vain for air, De-Yong thumped his chest to get the crumbs out of his throat. He finally managed it and was able to take a deep breath before he could answer with a croak.
“My seed, your pearl?” That was all he could get out between coughs.
“Of course, what else?”
“How?” He still had tears in his eyes.
Na-Ri rolled her eyes at the obtuseness of this human.
“By shoving your one-eyed monk into my pleasure hole and us moving rhythmically like we normally do? Have you never lain with a woman before?”
He looked at her, visibly affected.
“Yes, I have. Just never with a, uh ... demoness. I didn’t know that was possible.”
Outraged, Na-Ri stood up and stood in front of him with her legs apart.
“And why shouldn’t that be possible? I have everything a human woman has, absolutely no difference!”
She ran her hands over her breasts, down her stomach to her labia. To his horror, she even reached into her cleft with her fingers and pulled them apart a little.
“You see, everything is completely normal! And if I’m interpreting that bulge in your leg dress correctly, everything seems to be fine with you too!”
De-Yong sat there with a bright red head. Her shame not even two hands away from his eyes, shamelessly spread by the fingers of this demoness in human form.
He hadn’t felt this embarrassed since the first time he had lain with a woman. Such behavior was unseemly. And it had visible effects on him that increased his embarrassment.
“So what, when can we seal the pact? Are you ready, or do you want to eat up first?” Her demanding tone made him shudder.
“Um, I’m not sure I’m recovered enough for that yet. And my injuries could open up again!”
“Don’t worry about your injuries. Once you have my pearl inside you, they won’t be a problem!”
“What pearl anyway?”
“Don’t you humans know anything more about us Kumihos? The pearl is the power, our essence, our existence in this sphere. Without it, we could not exist here!”
He looked at her, completely perplexed.
“And you want to leave them to me?”
“That means I’m bound to you, yes. But that also means that you can’t move more than a few hundred paces away from me. So you can’t get rid of me until you’ve given her back to me!”
“And what happens if I lose it? Or it breaks? After all, I’m a soldier and it could be damaged or lost in battle.”
“Nonsense. The pearl cannot be damaged or lost!” replied Na-Ri, with self-deceiving conviction. “None of you humans can harm it! And I can always track it down!”
“Can’t you just give me these, put them in my hand?”
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