The Way of a Demon Lord

Morning. The sun climbed up from eastern horizon, sneaking in light through the window of an extravagantly decorated room.

A duo was lying on the luxurious bed, sleeping, cuddling each other. One of them was a young man with otherworldly looks while the other was a woman who looked as if she were in her early thirties. She was naked, with just black panties covering her sex. Her perfect, round and big breasts were pressing against the chest of the young man.

She- her face, her body- was perfect no matter from which angle she was observed. Anyone could tell that the two were related, very closely at that.

The woman slowly opened her eyes. Two dazzling silver orbs were uncovered. The devilishly handsome face of the youth came in to her view. A subconscious smile appeared on her face.

She moved the arm on top of him upwards; her hand reached his head and began to gently caress his messed up hair.

The motherly touch of her crystalline hand prompted him to open his own eyes. Two abyssal dark pupils appeared as they fixed themselves on their silver counterparts.

"Good morning, son." She said. The smile on her divine face became even more bright, capable of blinding any average man.

"Good morning, mother." He said as a smile appeared on his face.

"How was your sleep?" She asked.

"Fine. I dreamt of you." He answered.

"Oh really?" She raised her brows. "What were you dreaming about?"

"Nothing special." He shrugged, his arms still wrapping around the angelic woman. "It was just you and me- eating."

"Hmm. They say people dream about what they crave for the most in the real world." She said. The smile had yet to run away from her face.

"Well." He muttered as his eyes suddenly seemed lost, prompting the woman to scowl. "You are not completely wrong." He sighed.

His actions baffled him, but she decided to forget it. "Anyways, you are not wrong in your dreams either. We indeed have yet to have a meal together. It has been more than two years since we had breakfast together."

"Yes, you are right." He returned to his previous self. "I indeed crave to eat." The smile resurfaced.

"Okay." She nodded. "But first, we need to take a bath."

A marbled room. There was a small pool at the centre. One could spot a giant magic circle beneath the steaming water.

It was a fire spell that was used to regulate the temperature of the cold water. And right above the pool, there was a another giant but blue magic circle drawn on the ceiling. It was a water spell, used to shower water onto the pool.

*Creak*

The wooden door opened. Emilia's personal maid, Rhea came in and checked everything. Seeing that everything was fine, she nodded and bowed at the door, the same entrance she just used.

Two figures entered, one after the another. Both of them had incredible looks. The young man was impeccably dressed while the middle aged man was almost fully naked. The panties were the only piece of clothes she had on her body.

"You can leave." Emilia waved her hand. Her face was nonchalant.

Rhea bowed even further down and left, closing the door behind.

A smile appeared on the middle aged woman's face the moment the maid left. She turned towards Adrian.

He smiled wryly. "Mother, it's just a bath."

"Yes, but it's 'our' first bath in years." She declared. She approached him and began to unbutton his shirt.

He stood still, letting his mother do what she wanted while he enjoyed the scene.

Soon, she took off his shirt, revealing his entire naked torso.

She took a step back and scanned through his body. His perfectly sculpted muscles, perfect proportions, his perfect abs- just everything about his physique was perfect.

"Oof." She muttered. "I bore perfection itself." She said smugly.

"I got that from you."

"Well…" She pondered. "You are not wrong." A playful chuckle escaped her lips as she stepped towards her son once again.

She squatted down and brought his entire pants down with one single pull. His dick bounced out. He complied and removed his feet. He was now completely naked.

She stood up and fixed her eyes on his giant erected cock. She reached out one of her graceful hands and began to caress it.

"How many fell victim to 'this' the last two years?" She looked into his eyes.

"I lost count." He shrugged.

She hit his shoulder with her free hand. "That's my boy!"

He smiled in response.

She let go off her standing rod and moved back. Two of her thumbs slid into the thong of her panties. She elegantly and sensually pushed her black undergarment down, swaying her hips a bit. She was now completely naked. Her shaved crotch came into his sight.

Any man who would see her in such form would instantly go crazy, or die. The divine scene was too much for mere mortals to take.

But both of them were completely composed, exposing themselves completely to each other. They were used to it.

"You are as beautiful as always." He praised as he scanned her body top to bottom.

"Hmph!" She snorted. "You only remember to say this only after seeing me naked."

"Can you blame me though?" He shrugged. "Ask anyone and they would say that you are more beautiful without your clothes."

She shook her head with a smile before turning around. She began to gracefully walk towards the pool.

Adrian's eyes were fixed on her exquisite butt, which was swaying and jiggling with every one of her steps.

She entered into the bath filled up with steaming warm water. Step by step, she went deeper and deeper. Her ankles, her knees, her waist and finally her intoxicating navel went into the water.

She used her hands to create some waves and splash a bit of water around before turning back to her son.

The smile on her face grew as her silver eyes dazzled even brighter.

"Come in."