Devil Slave (Satan system)

Chapter 559  CRAVE! is My Kiss.

His eyes traced Morgana's steps cautiously. Every step she took and how she took it. His mind sparked an old technique that was normally used to track Prey. The muscular tension, the press against the earth, and then he calculated in his head. Every person he had ever had an encounter with.

lenny had always had an incredible mind. Coupled with the advantage of his level, he could easily remember things passed. Lenny's keen eyes traced Morgana's footsteps across the Arena, each step leaving an imprint on the ground that revealed more than just her physical presence. Her movements were not just purposeful but calculated, every muscle in her body working in harmony to propel her forward. With each stride, the sinewy power of her limbs became evident, the definition of her muscles visible even through the fabric of her clothes.

As she approached Kelvin and the towering Orc standing beside him, Lenny noted the controlled pressure she applied to the ground. Her steps were deliberate, her feet landing with a confidence that spoke of a lifetime of combat experience. The earth beneath her seemed to yield willingly as if acknowledging her mastery over it. Her gait, despite its grace, carried an underlying strength that hinted at the potential for explosive force if unleashed.

The memory of another woman, long buried in the recesses of Lenny's mind, flickered to life like a candle in the darkness.

 It was a woman he had met when he had just come to this world. A warrior much like Morgana, whose every step had resonated with the same sense of purpose and power. The way Morgana moved, the way she carried herself, stirred echoes of that long-forgotten encounter. "Impossible!" Lenny muttered, "It absolutely can't be!"

In Morgana's steps, Lenny sensed more than just a skilled fighter. There was a depth to her, a history etched in the determination in her eyes. It was as if she carried the weight of her past victories and defeats with every step, each footfall a testament to the battles she had fought and the challenges she had overcome.

It merged with Lenny's heartbeat and he could not help but frown, "You fucking..." his words trailed. The Arena seemed to fade into the background as Lenny continued to watch Morgana. Her presence commanded attention, her aura a blend of confidence and quiet intensity.

Morgana's eyes, dark pools of desire, locked onto Kelvin's with a magnetic intensity. Her voice, smooth as silk and laced with a seductive edge, caressed the air around them. "Kelvin," she murmured, her words dripping with alluring temptation, "can you handle a taste of what I have to offer?"

With deliberate slowness, her finger, warm and delicate, brushed lightly against his chest, sending a jolt of electricity through his skin. The touch was like a whisper of promises yet to be fulfilled, a silent invitation to explore the depths of desire.

As her finger trailed lower, tracing the contours of his muscles, Kelvin felt his heart race in response. Each caress felt like a secret unveiled, a hidden world of passion and pleasure waiting just beneath the surface. The battle stage around them ceased to exist; there was only the intoxicating dance between them.

His breath hitched as her touch glided down to his waist, her proximity igniting a fire within him. Morgana's gaze held a challenge, daring him to match her boldness, to embrace the irresistible pull between them.

In that moment, the world outside of their shared space blurred into insignificance. It was just the two of them, caught in a magnetic pull that defied reason. Morgana's seductive invitation hung in the air, heavy with unspoken promises, leaving Kelvin entranced and captivated.

He met her gaze, his eyes smoldering with a mixture of desire and determination. The battlefield may have been filled with chaos, but in this intimate exchange, there was only the promise of something thrilling and illicit, something that begged to be explored.

The question, laden with temptation, lingered between them, the answer hanging in the air like a forbidden fruit waiting to be tasted.

"YES! YES!! I can GODDAMN it!" He blurted out immediately.

Morgana's eyes seemed to smile as she leaned in. She opened her mask only slightly with a finger, from her jaw, revealing only her lush pink lips with inviting temptation. The crowd at the Arena literally gasped at the sight of this. She leaned in and placed a kiss on his cheek. It was soft and gentle. However, the moment it landed, Kelvin's eyes shut open as he fell to his knees.

Immediately, Morgana stepped back and then she approached the Orc. He was already blushing when she reached him.

 She leaned in, giving another kiss on his cheek. Afterward, she turned and walked back, her steps as gentle and unrushed as she had initially approached. *CLANK*

The Orc's Weapon fell to the ground and so did his knees. This was when it started. Both Men rolled on the ground screaming and rolling, bashing their heads against the ground. Their fingers dug into their skin, their eyes as they mutilated themselves. They screamed in pain and horror as their eyes turned a shade of deep Pink. Morgana took Lily's hand and then she walked back, towards the portal. She had barely gone a distance when Kelvin, barely speaking out of the horror he inflicted on himself begged.

"Please, make it stop. Its... Too much... I can't take any more. PLEEEESSS!" Morgana paused and turned to him, "Since you can't hold it back, I'll be merciful. Both of you can have one another!" Immediately after she said this, Kelvin rushed for the Orc, as it did for him. Both of them began a dance that those in the Arena could only watch speechlessly. It was both Erotic and painful to watch. Instead of kisses, the men bite each other's skin as if to chew it out in a fierce Hunger. Their hunger, whether for pleasure, food, rage, or battle, was not known. Only that they literally tore into each other in desire.

The Orc would tear an arm out with its teeth. Kelvin would bite and tear its ear out as he bent it over for penetration. However, the Orc flipped over, pulling Kelvin's face closer as it forced its male organ into Kelvin's mouth. Kelvin bit and ripped it off, and then using his hammer, he smashed against the Orc's head.

Their tango was really chaotic and terrible. This was the result of Morgana's kiss. It was called... CRAVE!