* Camp of the human army.*

The sun was slowly declining behind the distant mountains, casting its purple glow over the human camp.

Kaiser in Alexander Sulyvhan’s body advanced calmly, his tall stature of nearly two meters dominating the crowd of exhausted soldiers who were also returning from their combat.

His silver hair, slightly dulled by the dust of the latest battles, floated with the dry wind blowing over the plain. Just in front of him, the woman he loved more than his own life walked with a grace that even the fatigue of war could not diminish. Her long deep marine blue hair descended in silky cascades over her back, contrasting with the pallor of her nape.

Moreover, Kaiser sharing his senses with Sulyvhan then understood the love the old man bore for this woman. It was only then that he understood that the speech he had given at the time truly came from his heart.

’ You surprise me that she broke you in the end,’ thought Kaiser while observing Sulyvhan ogling the body of this woman.

When they reached the main entrance, the two soldiers on duty straightened up instantly. Their iron armors clinked as they struck their chests with a martial gesture.

"My respects, General Sulyvhan! My respects, Madam!"

The guards hastened to push the heavy reinforced wooden leaves, their faces marked by sincere devotion. Sulyvhan was much more than a simple commander to them... he was the first human to have tamed aura, the one who had taught humanity how to no longer be simple cannon fodder against demons.

The woman passed in front of them without granting a single glance to the sentinels, her expressionless face hiding the complex thoughts that inhabited her, while Sulyvhan gave a slight nod, a discreet sign of recognition that was enough to make the young recruits’ chests swell with pride.

Inside, the atmosphere was heavy, saturated with the smell of soot, rancid grease and poorly contained fear.

Hundreds of soldiers were gathered around campfires that crackled in the nascent darkness. Some recounted their exploits with an almost desperate fervor, while others laughed loudly, a nervous laugh serving as a rampart against the obsessive idea of death that lurked beyond the palisades.

At their passage, silence spread like a wave. The men turned around, observing Sulyvhan with a gleam of hope in their eyes. Despite the colossal losses suffered by the human forces, seeing Sulyvhan standing, intact, was their thin ray of light in the middle of the darkness.

Sulyvhan slightly accelerated his pace to catch up with Loriel, sliding a possessive hand into the small of her back.

"You are very silent tonight... Could it be the prospect of our report to the council that makes you so serious?" he murmured in a teasing tone, his eyes shining with a mischievous gleam.

The young woman turned her eyes toward him, a gleam of reproach visible in them, but she did not pull away from his contact. They headed toward the superior officers’ quarter, a dark stone building a little more robust than the surrounding tents.

They entered their chamber. The place was dilapidated, marked by years of conflict. The stone walls were covered with a fine layer of saltpeter and the humidity made the air heavy. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

A heavy oak table served as a desk, strewn with maps and dried ink flasks. In a corner, a small dark wooden bed stood, covered with thick but worn furs.

It was a rudimentary place, but for the generals of humanity, it was already luxury for the time. With the fierce attacks of demons, the magnificent cities fell one after another leaving only a pile of ruins. Besides it was in one of these great ruined cities that the base they were part of had been established.

Barely had the door closed when Sulyvhan pulled Loriel against his powerful chest. The young woman placed her hands against his bust, attempting a weak resistance while her fingers still gripped the fabric of his tunic.

"Alexander... stop... we must first take a bath and write our report on the legion’s progress..." she said in a voice that singularly lacked firmness.

Sulyvhan let out a mischievous laugh that made his ribcage vibrate against the young woman’s. ’ She is still as stubborn, even after all this time ’ he thought while plunging his gaze into hers.

He ignored her protests and began to caress her face, his fingers slowly descending along her jaw before getting lost in her blue hair. He lifted her without effort, his hands gripping her firm thighs, and carried her toward the small bed that creaked violently under their combined weight.

He settled between her legs, his eyes devouring the curves of her body that the light tunic could not hide. Loriel had a perfect silhouette: wide hips, a slender waist and a generous chest that rose with the rhythm of her ragged breathing. Sulyvhan began by depositing slow kisses on her neck, savoring her perfume of wild flowers mixed with the metallic smell of aura.

’ Fuck ! I must admit the old man has pretty good taste,’ murmured Kaiser while also observing the curves of the woman. The image of the director came back to his mind, the resemblance was too striking.

Sulyvhan’s hands traveled without haste over her milky skin, exploring every centimeter of her anatomy. He moved his hand up along her shapely legs, feeling the heat emanating from her already wet vulva through the fine fabric of her underwear. Kaiser felt every sensation as if it was him living this scene even though in reality he had no control over what was happening.

Loriel let out a long stifled moan, "Mmmh...", her fingers sinking into the muscles of Sulyvhan’s shoulders.

He straightened up slightly to look at her, his already rigid cock pressing against her lower abdomen. Without waiting, he parted the fabric of her tunic, freeing her firm breasts with pink nipples hardened by desire. He took one of them in his mouth, sucking it with controlled force, making Loriel arch on the rough sheets.

"Alexander... please..." she murmured, her hips beginning to move in an instinctive back-and-forth motion, seeking deeper contact.

Sulyvhan went lower, his tongue tracing a wet line on her flat belly before reaching the silky bush of her crotch. He gently spread her intimate lips with his fingers, revealing her swollen and glistening vulva. He placed his mouth on her clitoris, his tongue activating in rapid and precise circles. Loriel almost screamed, her thighs tightening around his head, her body shaken by uncontrollable shivers.

"Haa... Haann... Yes... like that..." she panted, her head tilting back, her silver eyes rolled back in pleasure.

The sound of their flesh meeting, a wet and rhythmic "schlick... schlick...", resonated in the silent chamber.

Sulyvhan inserted two fingers into her warm cave, feeling the muscular walls contract greedily around him. He accelerated the movement, his tongue not releasing her button of flesh, until Loriel was seized by a violent spasm, a jet of her own pleasure flooding her lover’s hand.

He straightened up, his throbbing and veined cock proudly erect in front of her. He took his member in one hand, rubbing the glans against the entrance of her humid garden, spreading his own seminal fluid there.

Loriel looked at him with a mixture of wild desire and submission, her legs widely open to welcome him.

Just as he was about to plunge into her to finally fill her, three sharp knocks sounded against the wooden door.

*knock. Knock . Knock.*

"Fuck !" growled Kaiser at the same time as Sulyvhan.

Sulyvhan froze, his body tensed to the extreme, his breath short. He stared at the door with a black rage that made his aura pulse around him.

"Tchh... who is the bastard who dares to bother me ?" he growled while partially getting up, without however leaving Loriel’s body who seemed just as frustrated as him.

"General Sulyvhan !" shouted a breathless voice from the corridor.