Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

Finding myself with a cup of coffee in my hand instead of tea, surrounded by dozens of people whose names I couldn't be bothered to remember, I couldn't help but feel like a mortal again.

"They're here so that they know how to act accordingly," Tene whispered with a knowing smile, taking a seat near me within the council chamber that sat a total of twelve.

"If you say so." I moaned, taking a sip of coffee. I wasn't the biggest fan of coffee or expresso, but it was quick to stir the mind compared to the subtle focus of tea.

"I do. Now sit up. Tenebrous. You are a king. Act kingly." Tene whispered thereafter, pinching my knee.

Almost jerking up, I glared with a tinge of fire in my eye that quickly faded as my darkness quickly masked my hand, and my palm flashed to her knee.

Startling her, she shot me a peculiar look, and in turn, I smiled as my thumb circled her knee. Tene appeared visibly confused but said nothing.

"What's wrong?" I asked, as my palm slid from her knee to her thigh as I slowly massaged my wife with the warmest grin.

No one could see us. And I had hidden my movement beneath a veil of darkness.

Tene's cheeks glowed as she bowed her head.

"Are you alright?" I spoke aloud, grabbing the attention of everyone, turning her cheeks even brighter as my fingers sank deeper into the absolutely tender flesh of Tene. She shuttered.

And with a guilt-free heart, I destroyed the garments hidden by the table with my intent to touch her bare skin, Tene's breathing tensed, but I was sure no one noticed.

"Sene…" Said Tene in a whisper.

But I ignored it. Dare pinch me? Dare try to embarrass me with the Pale Lord? Hmph. Fool! I'm not even mad! I'm just petty!

Nevertheless, I'm curious. How far will Tene let me go? She can easily stop me. Easily kill me too. She could do whatever she wanted. But she doesn't. Just how far will this go?

Focusing on Melinoe alongside the piece of ass I'd not seen in such a long time, I shot the lovable Cleo a grin.

"How are you?" I asked, feeling Asmodeus's blood festering deep within this young woman. It was practically bubbling. She wasn't a devil, nor was she a demon. But the blood she held pushed her to levels that made me nod in approval.

"Fine," Cleo mentioned staring at me with a competitive gleam in her eye. A challenged aura was shrowding her intent.

"I've already spoken to Lord Tenebrous about reincarnation pools. He can fill the rest of you in. The next item I'd like to discuss is regarding the Chaos Drew ready to appear within a few more cycles."

"Really?" I mentioned, utterly confused. " A chaos cycle is upon us? How?"

"Usually, we'd be far away from a chaos cycle, but it appears that with all the activity in the Abyss caused by the opening of Iluthath, things have changed." Tene was the first to say, and with a nod, my fingers slithered closer between her legs.

Feeling the throbbing pulse of her heart hammering away, I showed no expression but understanding as I used Black Sabbath to dampen the perception of everyone in regard to Tene.

This will probably be the only time I call Mephisto Master, but god damn. Black Sabbath is coming in clutch. Best wingman ever! Shit was draining, but it was worth it. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴovel(F)ɪre

Enjoying the intense heat radiating from Tene, I felt like the luckiest person in the world. I could have gone in for the kill and played her strings like a guitar, but where was the fun? I needed to tease Tene. I needed to teach her a lesson. What lesson? Who knows.

Sex was off the table. But what about this?

Quick to sense Tene using her divinity to mask everyone's perception, her breathing grew tense. Extremely tense. But she didn't stop me. She didn't stop, no matter how much she trembled. I merely pretended not to notice her struggle.

"Well?" I said, circling near the nether region with none the wiser. "I believe the bed of Chaos has never experienced Chaos, Drew. Same with everyone at this table. We are all too young."

"Correct, but every kingdom has at least a single drop in their reserves in case of emergencies." Said Melinoe sharply. " Two Dao Cycles is all we have. Once those two are up… it's time for war. And from what I've read about the history before the silver devil's involvement. Each realm will fight for a piece. This is true even in the higher realms where the Chaos Drew is stronger."

"F-Fallen and A-Angels too," Tene said, trying to keep a regal expression the best she could, but with her flush cheeks, I knew she was failing.

She was dripping wet.

Suddenly brushing against the warmest area, Tene jerked, stifling a moan. She fixed her gaze at me with teary eyes.

"You know so much!" Cleo responded with an admired sparkle in her eyes.

"Of course she does," I added with a tinge of pride. " She is Tenebrae! Mother of Darkness. Beloved by even her enemies."

'Sene—" Tene softly moaned my name.

'What a naughty wife… your utterly dripping wet.' I said aloud for people to hear, knowing Tene would do her all to stop them from hearing me. She'd use the darkness to destroy my voice from spreading. She'd make it look like I wasn't even talking.

I'm sure she'd even go as far as to freeze the minds of everyone present.

Tenebrae's skin was smooth, tender, warm, and graceful. It was utterly intoxicating.

"Who knew my Tene was so slutty. Cumming at the table. " I teased. " I wonder?'

Licking the tip of my finger as she watched with a begging expression, I smirked, enjoying the delectable taste as intoxicating as my first kill. It was almost psychedelic how good she tasted. "You're the sweetest darling. Yum. Who knew you were so sensitive? And so god awful sexy when you're blushing with my fingers between your legs."

"Stop… stop talking... please," Tene hastily muttered, bowing her head.

"Oh, no, darling. Raise that head. Don't hide your blush. Let the world know I am claiming you. You already stifle your moans. Don't stifle my pride as well. Let me see you." I demanded, a little firm in my voice. "I want to see you."

Tene shuttered and lifted her head to me.

"Beautiful."