Endymion, with a dazed expression like someone who had just reached climax, stared at my hair and let out a deep, sorrowful sigh.

“I was thinking of the woman I love, ha.”

“Ugh, haaang!”

His penis, now even bigger than before, moved slowly inside, as if stirring me up. When I tilted my head back, he kissed the nape of my neck and licked my swollen nipple. A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine.

“There’s a similar scent. Between you and Lily.”

“Ah! Hhng, aaang!”

Even though his movements weren’t rough, he persistently targeted the same spot, making it impossible for me to stay conscious. I experienced several light orgasms in succession, and the fluids flowing from our joining soaked his pants, the chair, and even the floor.

“Haa, Lily…!”

Calling my name, he began to move rapidly. My arms, thighs, and legs flushed red. Without even pulling out, he changed positions multiple times and filled me with so much semen I couldn’t take it all in.

***

“So that’s how it is.”

After several rounds of intense sex, I looked at Endymion’s face as he slept peacefully, and my feelings were complicated.

Was this pure love, or a perverse desire? For someone like me who enjoyed a promiscuous sex life, what he was doing was cute, but for my other self, Lily, it might be a world-shattering shock.

Come to think of it, his behavior had started to shift after meeting Lily. Even though our body types were different, my face probably looked like the Lily he knew. The memory vaguely resurfaced, and I laughed.

The night was deep, and I was completely satisfied. While forced sex had its own appeal, sometimes this kind of interaction wasn’t bad either. Still, I felt a mischievous urge, so I put on the maid uniform I usually wore and altered my body to perfectly match Lily’s form. Then I climbed on top of Endymion, gently bit his ear, and whispered, “Commander, wake up.”

Maybe he was a light sleeper, because even that small voice made him blink his bleary eyes. His pale blue irises slowly gained focus as he looked at my smiling face.

“Miss Lily?”

“Yes, Commander. Please wake up.”

“…Ah, it’s a dream. This must be a dream. Miss Lily smiling like this only appears in my dreams.”

It seemed he believed this was a dream. Understandable. When I was Lily, I never once smiled at this man. I’d made plenty of scowling faces, though. But the way he naturally embraced me and kissed me showed that he’d already ravished me several times in his dreams.

His kiss wasn’t the kind that made your head spin with desire; instead, it teasingly tapped inside my mouth. His hands, however, were sinfully caressing my back and hips.

My body, cooled after absorbing enough energy, quickly responded and grew warm again. Before I knew it, he had half-sat up, laid me on the sofa, blinked his moistened eyes, and slipped his face between my thighs. Then his hot lips sucked hard on my swollen clitoris.

“Ahhk!”

It was a jolt like fireworks exploding in front of my eyes. I’d given plenty of oral, but this was the first time I’d received it. The overwhelming pleasure I’d never imagined caused my forcibly spread thighs to tremble. I could feel something spilling out in waves.

“Haah, hah, aah! Ahhh!”

Tears flowed freely. His sharp tongue teased the tip, slipped into the opening, and stirred inside. The fluid that gushed out like urine was swallowed entirely by him as I writhed in pleasure.

“Lily. Show me more of that beautiful crying face.”

“Ahh, ah, haaaang…”

The deeper the oral grew, the weaker my waist became. Even without penetration, the way his tongue explored my loosened opening caused a gush of fluids. Though I had violated the commanders again and again, it had always been physical—this kind of pleasure was something I’d never experienced. It was a relief that he still believed it was a dream.

Endymion stirred my entrance with his fingers while sucking on my clit again, and at that moment, I twisted and climaxed. As I trembled in ecstasy, he panted and stroked his fully erect penis. He spilled his desire across my pale belly.

Until he collapsed from exhaustion, he kept sucking and biting my lower body, leaving marks all over, but he never actually entered me.

Even when I begged with my legs wide open, twitching and leaking, he simply smiled shyly and said, “Not yet. This part is for later.” Truly a strange man.

But I was thoroughly satisfied from the intense stimulation and repeated climaxes. After kissing the sleeping Endymion’s cheek, I wiped away every trace of semen and fluids and returned to my room.

Then, as my personality changed again and I slowly opened my eyes, I silently grabbed at my hair. This had gone far beyond embarrassment or shame.

Why? Why on earth? No—since when?

Him liking me as Lilith the succubus and him liking me as Lily the human were entirely different. The former wasn’t even my true self, and I almost felt sorry for Endymion for liking such things. But this, this was not okay.

“Aaaaah! Ah! Aaaah!”

Where had my life gone wrong? Maybe the problem started from the moment I was born. He said he liked me. He said he liked me! I hated it. I hated it so much. That man is a pervert! He’s seriously messed up!

“Huuuaaaang!”

I was wishing for it so desperately, so why wasn’t the world ending already? That crushing feeling of realizing I’d misunderstood everything was utterly devastating.

***

At some point, I must have fallen asleep. When I suddenly came to my senses, I realized I was dreaming. I didn’t know where I was, but flower petals were rustling and scattering around me. Blinking blankly, I hugged my knees. As I sat there, enveloped in gloom and anxiety, I felt something strange in my hand.

A snow-white thread was wrapped around my finger, glistening. For some reason, it reminded me of Endymion’s hair, and I let out a sigh. What is this? I looked around and tugged on the thread, but I had no idea where it led.

Then it happened. Among the swirling petals, butterflies of every color fluttered about. And when I heard a woman’s gentle, affectionate laughter from somewhere, I woke up from the dream.

***

“You were like this yesterday too, but today’s even worse.”

“I didn’t sleep well.”

“Again? Are you sure you’re not possessed or something? You’ve been like this a lot lately. Maybe you should visit a temple or something and get a blessing.”

“Lucy, don’t say things like that. Especially not in the imperial palace, you know you’re not supposed to bring up the temple.”

Two days had passed since I absorbed Endymion’s energy. Honestly, my body was fine. I just hadn’t been able to sleep because of the absurd reality that Endymion liked me, and that left me looking a little pale.

Sleep paralysis, nightmares, restless nights.

After draining too much energy, I would often cry from sorrow without even realizing it. That’s why my eyes were often swollen and red. After thinking up a plausible excuse, I said I’d been like this often since I was little due to being weak. Lucy looked genuinely worried, but I quickly covered her mouth, afraid someone might overhear.

The Ciel Empire was a country where imperial authority was powerful, and naturally, the power of religion had declined.

There was no state religion, and because of the wars of conquest, relations with the Holy Empire had completely broken down, making it difficult to even visit a temple. Though the emperor didn’t go so far as to suppress personal religious beliefs, people’s hearts weren’t that simple.

“This won’t do. You should just leave early today.”

“I’m off tomorrow anyway.”

“Being off tomorrow and being sick today are two different things.”

If I were alone in my room, I’d just end up thinking about Endymion again in the worst way, so working was actually better.

As I pressed my lips together in silence, Lucy sighed and said firmly, “Then I’ll take care of the front half of your section, so work slowly in the back. If you refuse even that, I’ll talk to the head maid and send you home.”

I couldn’t reject her any further, so I smiled and nodded. Only then did Lucy relax her crumpled expression and wave her hand.

But why, why is he here?

As I hastily tidied up, I sensed a presence behind me and turned to find Endymion standing there. When I looked away, I could still feel the intense gaze that seemed to pierce through me. When our eyes finally met, he looked away in embarrassment and gave a clear smile, and I felt like I was going to die.

What’s worse, when I tried to go somewhere else, he followed me like a chick chasing its mother, and I desperately—so desperately—hoped it wasn’t leading to a confession. Honestly, I didn’t even want him to show interest. But looking at how he acted, it felt foolish not to have noticed until now.

He made it so obvious, how could I not have known?

Still, I tried my best not to pay attention, and before I knew it, it was lunchtime. Wondering if he might still be around, I glanced around and saw that Endymion was gone. I took off my cap and sighed. I had no appetite today either, so I waved to Lucy and went to the back room.