Demonic Submission Ch. 35byTheLastChaosLord©
Hello all! Here's the latest chapter of my Demonic Submission story!
This chapter largely deals with Celestine trying to get Tristan to agree to her terms, even if he doesn't really know what those terms are. Plenty of erotica in this one folks, as well as a bit of a twist at the end. I hope you really enjoy it.
A word of warning though, WanderingMindGames is still on break, so I apologize if my writing isn't quite as great as it could be. I did my best in proofing it, but hey, I suck at English.
I'd like to thank some of the people who have commented on my latest two chapters, and for all the positive feedback I've gotten.
Last chapter someone made some comments about Ella and how her introduction wasn't really up to snuff, along with a few other issues this reader had, and I found that I honestly agree with this readers comments, and I've already fixed such things in my own final copy. This is something i love seeing, positive constructive feedback, as it helps me become a better writer. Honestly there are times I want to rush through a chapter to add something that happens later, so sometimes I forget to flush things out. So, thank you anonymous reader, your help is greatly appreciated.
Additionally there have been a few other anonymous commenter's that have given me lengthy responses about what they thing is going on for chapter 33 and 34, and it always makes me smile to hear what readers are thinking are going to happen next. And thanks also to those who have been waiting patiently for so long, and been with me from the beginning such as Kris10e and other long time readers.
Well... enough thanking people, get onto reading!
Hope you all enjoy.
Celestine awoke the morning after, with Rena curled up alongside her as if Celestine had never left. When she had gotten back from meeting with Tamana and Salana, Celestine had found that Rena was shifting and mumbling things in her sleep, and Celestine could see her face was pulled into an angry and afraid scowl, occasionally bearing her teeth at the things haunting her dreams. Yet even as Celestine drew closer an odd thing began to take place; as Rena seemed to unconsciously realize that Celestine was near, her sleep settled and became more peaceful. By the time Celestine was standing beside the bed, Rena was sleeping well again, her features the picture of peaceful sleep, just as she was now that the sun was up again.
Celestine hated having to sneak out on Rena, but she had to talk with Salana and Tamana for the sake of her own needs, and she would have rather kept Rena out of it if possible. Not because she didn't trust the small demoness, but because she didn't want Rena to get caught up in any crossfire that might take place if things went badly. Not that she hesitated at all to put Salana and Tamana in such a position. She hadn't told them what they would be doing for her just yet, wanting to hold off on doing so until Tristan agreed to let them serve as her handmaidens. Once she had planned on using them as messengers to bring messages to and from Markus, but with him living here now, that was no longer necessary, not that she didn't have other uses for them. There was no point in risking her plans becoming public knowledge if Tristan wasn't going to approve her request.
Still, the question of how she was going to convince him of anything still daunted her. As she lay there alongside Rena, Celestine began to mull several ideas over. The most obvious was to just ask and not give any reasons for why she wanted the two of them. But the chances were slim that Tristan would just agree to it. Hell, she knew that even if she tried to keep the reasons from him, he'd probably eventually be able to pry them from her, as he often did.
"Maybe I could..." Celestine whispered soundlessly to herself, her mind beginning to bring an idea together.
There isn't any maybe... We can, and we should... Her inner voice began smoothly, an undercurrent of growing excitement filling her low seductive tone in response to Celestine's evolving plan.
Yet her invisible companion's presence did not disturb Celestine, and instead she found herself smiling naughtily at her idea and plan. "It probably won't work..." Celestine began, putting up token resistance to a plan she already knew she was going to go through with.
But it will be so much fun to try! Her partner whispered excitedly into her ear. Remember how good it felt? How hot it made him and how horny it made us when we teased him so? Her partner asked again, her voice almost shuddering in erotic excitement, even as a euphoric shudder to ran through Celestine as she couldn't help but remember, making it impossible for her to not let out a quiet, pleasure soaked purr.
The notion that she would do something almost purely for the sake of entertainment struck Celestine and she couldn't keep her smile from growing wider. Once she would have chosen the most pragmatic and logical option, but now? Now enjoying the experience meant just as much as success, if not even more... Without ever replying, Celestine knew what she was going to do, as an excited smile continued to play itself across her lips.
"Someone's in a good mood." Rena announced quietly, even as she hugged herself to Celestine's side a bit more.
Strangely, Celestine wasn't startled by Rena's awakening, and instead looked down to her friend, still smiling warmly. "Well good morning sleepyhead. And yes, I am in a good mood. How about you Rena, did you sleep well?"
Rena nodded lightly. "I'm doing alright, though that's because I slept well. I don't know why, but I seem sleep better when I'm sleeping in your room." Rena explained.
Celestine cocked her head lightly. "You seemed to be dreaming Rena. Do you remember what your dreams were about?"
Rena shook her head. "I usually only remember my dreams if Lord Durial is visiting them or if I'm visiting someone else's dreams." Rena shrugged gently. "I know I mostly have bad dreams though, even if I don't remember most of them. I often wake up angrier than usual and with my heart thundering in my ears."
Celestine couldn't help but reach out and lightly brush away a lock of Rena's hair that was lying across her face. "I'm sorry to hear that Rena. Maybe one day things will get better."
Rena nodded. "Actually they seem to be getting better already." She blushed lightly after looking away some. "...Ever since you got here really."
"Thank you Rena." Celestine responded appreciatively. "I'm glad I'm able to help you, even if it's just by being around." Celestine assured. "But I think it is time to get up, don't you? I'm hungry and could stand some breakfast."
Rena nodded and pulled herself out of bed with Celestine quickly following suit. "I'll meet you in the dinning room okay? I'm going to go get cleaned up and changed." Rena said as she began to pick up her clothes, still scattered about from the fun they had yesterday.
"Sure thing." Celestine replied as she headed into the bathroom to clean up and get ready for the day. She knew she had more then a little work to do, not the least of which was to make sure Markus began work on Tristan's sword soon. She knew Tristan wouldn't give Markus long to recover, and would start expecting progress soon. Plus, she needed to convince Tristan to let the two succubi work with her exclusively.
By the time she was ready, Celestine had cleaned up and was wearing a pleated denim skirt that reached only about four inches below her bottom and a green halter top that reached around her sides but was tied together around her back with criss-crossing laces, leaving much of her bare back exposed and leaving her first demonic mark on open display, as well as making it more then obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra. Taking a moment to look herself over in the mirror, Celestine nodded to herself, satisfied that she was ready to take on the day's tasks, missing the mischievous grin smile crossing her lips.
When Celestine came into the dinning room, she immediately found Tristan sitting in his normal position with Rena sitting at his right and with Claude at the opposite end of the long table. Yet when Tristan looked up to see her enter, she was pleased to see him have to fight off the urge to do a double take of her as she walked past him and began to get food for herself. "Good morning everyone." Celestine chimed in innocently, fully aware that Tristan was drinking in the sight of her walking in.
"Good morning." Tristan replied as she moved to sit down at his left, keeping herself just within arms reach of him. She didn't reply as she took the first few bites of her food, but soon Celestine began to feel Tristan's emotions through the demonic mark. Now it was her turn to keep herself from visually reacting, as she got the sense that that he liked what he saw in the few short glances he shot her way. It made her feel all the more excited as she realized that he was trying to hide his glancing eyes by carrying on a conversation with Claude from across the table. The two of them were largely just exchanging small talk about the various world events outlined by the paper in Claude's hands, but still, Celestine felt Tristan's curiosity and desire at her presence mounting. Apparently it eventually became too much, and he turned to her completely during a lull in his conversation, looking to her expectantly. Yet when all she did was take another bite of eggs before holding his gaze with an impish smile, Tristan took the initiative and spoke up. "It isn't like you to join us for meals. In fact, you usually make a point of avoiding it, coming in when we're not around."
Celestine smiled lightly at his words before shrugging lightly at his words. "Actually it's usually just you I avoid. Plus, given what happened here with the sloth demon, I figured it might not be the most appropriate thing to do. The two of us fight quite often after all, and I did flip this table once. Never mind the fact that there are lots of throw-able and breakable objects present in here, so it might not be the best option for us to meet here regularly." Celestine admitted, though with a clearly playful tone. "Plus, it doesn't help that I've always had a habit of skipping breakfast and eating a bigger lunch."
Tristan raised an eyebrow and smirked some. "You know I've heard that isn't healthy."
"Says the soul eating demon?" Celestine asked, her voice carrying an amused tone. "But speaking of eating, I've heard that you hire Gluttony demons to occasionally help with 'disposal' work. Is that right?" Celestine asked curiously, shifting the topic away from herself as casually as she could.
Tristan did of course notice the smooth shift, but didn't comment on it, curious if she was attempting to guide the conversation. "Yes. There are two or three Gluttony demons in the region with their own small domains that handle things like that. Why do you ask?" Tristan inquired curiously.
"Well, amongst other things, I was wondering why you don't have any in your employ instead of hiring out as what amounts to a contractor, which usually ends up costing more. At least in the human world." Celestine replied calmly, even as she moved to eat a slice of bacon.
Rena groaned before Tristan could reply. "Because they eat everything! The food on the table? Gone. We would probably never get a bite of it, let alone seen it. The chair you're sitting on? If the glutton could digest it, it would eat it." Rena explained.
"Not quite." Tristan corrected lightly before looking to Celestine. "But they do eat almost everything if one lets them. It can become quite costly to keep gluttony demons at anything near the level of being sated. It's one of the reasons we were fed so well at Vestiem's Court; a Gluttony demon with an empty stomach is a gluttony demon to be wary of. Just as how the lines between friend and enemy blur when some Wrath demons lose themselves to their rage, so to does the line between 'food' and 'not food' blur for gluttony demons when they become very hungry." Tristan finished.
"I'm guessing they don't do disposal work for free though. A corpse can't really be all that appetizing." Celestine speculated.
Tristan cocked his head curiously; the feeling that she was somehow leading this conversation wasn't lessening. If anything, she seemed almost prepared for his answers, as if she were ready to lead the conversation no matter his answer. Still, he replied calmly, hoping to see where she was going with this. "I wouldn't think so, no. Like all demons, they expect compensation for work done. Usually they want favours and the like in return for their services, though sometimes one can buy them off with rare foods and delicacies." Tristan explained.
"Given that you don't strike me as a culinary genius, I suspect that you can't buy them off with your cooking." Celestine inquired lightly.
Tristan chuckled. "True, though I have other means of paying them off. But I'm curious, why the sudden interest?" Tristan asked directly.
"Maybe I'm just curious about what sort of favours lust demons could offer someone..." Celestine replied, her voice taking on a low playful purr and carrying a more than slightly suggestive undertone. A moment later she rose and began to head towards the counter, and as she approached him, Tristan didn't miss the mischievous and smouldering glance she gave him before she continued past and towards the counter.
"Oh, I think I can think of a few examples Celestine." Tristan replied his voice equally as playful, and not hiding his lustful intentions. "Perhaps I could convince you to let me show you?" Tristan asked, turning his head slightly to follow her as she walked past, clearly enjoying the view of her bottom swaying tantalizingly.
"Humm... I think that if I let you do that, it would be me doing you the favour..." Celestine teased, but with a clearly inviting tone. "But, maybe later. For now I'm going to take a plate of food up to Markus and see to him getting something to eat. I'm sure no one here has told him where the dinning room is after all." Celestine explained calmly, as she began to get a tray of food ready for her and Markus to share.
"I don't suppose you could bring some to Ella as well?" Tristan asked calmly, realizing that Ella probably had no idea where to eat either, though it was more an afterthought, as Celestine's words and actions were his focus. She was up to something, and if he wasn't mistaken, he was being baited... And if he was being honest, he was being baited quite well. It seemed Celestine knew the various buttons to press with him. Never mind that he had to cap the surge of anger he felt at the mere mention of the Runesmith...
"I could, but I'd really rather not." Celestine replied with almost no hesitation as she finished gathering the food she had for Markus and began heading towards the door.
"And why is that?" Tristan asked, already expecting the answer, but hiding it from her.
Celestine paused at the door before glancing back to him to reply. "Because I want nothing to do with her, that's why. I don't like her, and it's obvious she brings out the worst in me. It's better if we avoid each other, as I don't want to have another episode like the last time. Even if you say it was a normal reaction Tristan, it wasn't a good one. So, if you would be so kind, please find someone else." Celestine finished before simply heading out the door.
She knew Tristan be suspicious of her words and actions, but also knew he would be distracted by the possibility of getting into her enticingly short skirt. She wondered if he would press the subject after losing patience, or if she would have to go to him if he managed not to give into his curiosity and desires. She figured that if he didn't come looking for her by the afternoon, she'd have to go to him, though she would have preferred that he come after her. Not that she didn't have a plan for either eventuality. Still, her clothes and words had done their job and helped her act as a lure, as she couldn't help but notice the wave of arousal that radiated from him when she walked in. The only thing she hadn't counted on was Tristan mentioning Ella, and she couldn't deny that it had put a slight damper on her mood. But she pushed that aside for now, focusing on the events she had planned for the day, hoping to enjoy them greatly.
Celestine knocked on Markus's door and after a few moments the door creaked open to reveal Markus standing much more easily than he had been yesterday. "I see someone is recovering well." Celestine greeted before holding out the tray of food. "I figured you'd be hungry, and I was curious if you'd like to have breakfast with me this morning?"
Markus smiled as he recognized her, but a stunned and impressed look crossed his features when he saw what she was wearing. Still, he managed to recover quickly and replied while opening the door wider. "I'd love to. This place isn't much, but the table is big enough to seat two." Markus moved quickly to pull a chair out for her.
"Thank you." Celestine replied before she put the tray down on the table and took her seat. As he moved to sit as well, Celestine spoke up. "It looks like you're recovering even faster then I thought you would."
"Yes. I'm trying something new with the runes that supplement my healing, and it seems to be working quite well. With these new runes, I should be able to start working on the blade by tomorrow." Markus replied.
Celestine cocked her head lightly. "While I'm not upset over the delay, how are you working on new runes, but still need to wait till tomorrow to be ready to start working on the sword?" Celestine asked as she began to eat again.
"The sword will require finer work then the runes that I've used to help accelerate my recovery, plus they'll require more power. While there is plenty of arcane energy in the world, an arcanist's body can only draw so much of it before he or she becomes exhausted and needs to stop. I've used so much arcane power over the last day or so I'm already at my limit." Markus seemed to ponder for a moment before a realization that he most certainly disliked dawned on him. "Shit! Is Durial troubling you to get me going? I'm sorry Celestine, I figured putting priority on recovering was the right call, but I didn't think that he might start pressuring you so soon." Markus continued, apparently frustrated at himself.
Celestine chuckled lightly before shaking her head. "No Markus, it's fine. Durial hasn't bothered me at all in regards to the sword yet so don't worry about that. Please, let's sit and eat okay?" Celestine asked, enjoying being worried over.
"You're right." Markus agreed before he sat down and began to eat. It only took them a little while before he spoke up again. "This is really good. You're a pretty decent chef Celestine."
Celestine smiled but shook her head again. "While I do know how to cook, and consider myself alright at it, I didn't make this. There is a dinning room where Tristan, Rena and Claude eat. There's everything that you'd ever need in order to cook and eat in there, plus the view is pretty nice. Not that I eat there very often. After an incident with a sloth demoness who was once the head cook, I figured keeping my distance while others were there would be more appropriate." Celestine explained with a slight smile.
"Incident?" Markus asked curiously. "What did you end up doing?"
Celestine's smile turned mischievous and a moment later she was telling the story to him. By the end of it he was holding his sides in pained laughter. "You, you flipped the whole table?!"
"Yep, and sent every last bit of food and cutlery crashing down and shattering all over the place. And the look on her face was utterly priceless. She was so sure she had saved the pitcher of juice from spilling, only to realize that everything else was ruined!" Celestine finished before she began to laugh with Markus.