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Daily Life With A Lilim Chapter 7
🕑 Added 2021-12-17 07:53:24 +0000 UTCIt was a beautiful morning, all was right with the world,
The sun was shining, as Stanley got his dick sucked by a girl.
The birds were chirping,
The vehicles were humming,
Commuters went on about their business,
Stanley was cumming,
In the mouth of his nympho. Girlfriend. Lilim.
“Oh, fuuuuck…”
*SPLURT*
*Suuck*
*Sluurp*
“Hmmm~”
~Pandora’s Open Box~
Stanley never thought in a million years that a reason for why he would lay on his bed in a near catatonic state would be due to multiple consecutive orgasms. He always assumed the ‘fatigue’ aspect of that whole deal was due to the rigors of sex and the overwhelming satisfaction of busting a nut rather than as a biological response/cooldown after ejaculating. Yet now he finds himself feeling as if he’s just run a marathon sprint despite lying in bed the entire time with the only ‘rigorous activity’ happening here is what’s being done to him.
There was an audible *pop* followed by the feeling of sweet release and for once (since he woke up) it wasn’t of the sexual variety. As the feeling of his girlfriend’s hot, wet and tight mouth left his now flaccid member Stanley could not help but think to himself.
‘Oh thank sweet merciful Christ that’s over.’
Now he can finally close his eyes and and sleep for a week.
Before he could however a shadow loomed over him.
‘Oh God, now what?’
His glassy eyes opened to find Ezraphel staring down at him “you were wonderful Stanley and sooo delicious~” she punctuated with a lick of her lips that seemed slightly less sensual than it was cheerful.
His articulate reply was to groan incoherently.
She kissed him on the lips and Stanley was so exhausted he couldn’t even protest.
Those lips were literally on his dick a few seconds ago!
‘Dammit!’
“Will you be able to make it downstairs for breakfast?”
‘Dunno, if I’m still alive in the next couple minutes I’ll try limping down’
*Incoherent groaning*
Ezraphel nodded “right, I’ll cook you up something delicious for breakfast”
‘You better’
*More incoherent groaning*
“Oops, or should I say lunch”
What?
Unaware of his latest thoughts she smiled again and left the room.
Once she was gone Stanley’s eye shifted to clock to see that the clock showed 12:37, he distinctly remembered the clock saying 8:34 when he woke up to Ezraphel juggling his balls with her tongue.
That woman had literally been sucking his dick for over four hours!
…Jesus…
Is this it?
Was it was actually happening?
He knew it was a very real possibility but he thought after laying down the ground rules with Ezraphel that things wouldn’t come to that.
She’s a Lilim dumbass, what did you expect!?
‘Shit’
You brought this on yourself fool.
It was at that moment Stanley realized he might have done goofed, that this might have been a terrible mistake and he was now getting a taste of the cascading domino effect. He opened Pandora’s Box, tasted the forbidden fruit and was now about to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
In summary Stanley fucked up. He fucked up real bad.
This was exactly the kind of situation he was preventing last month when he stonewalled Ezraphel’s advances. How did he go from that to getting four hours of consecutive blowjobs? Hold up, how does he get four hour consecutive blowjobs anyway? He’s no doctor but he’s pretty sure he shouldn’t be conscious let alone erect after the first hour.
‘…magic bullshit’
Yeah that’d do it.
As for the specifics he’s pretty sure Ezraphel snuck in some of her demonic energy inside his body. Not enough for full on incubization (he would probably notice that) but enough to fill his stamina and increase his sperm count. Stanley didn’t mind that, it’s not like he didn’t enjoy himself, what man didn’t want daily blowjobs for their hot girlfriend? Also Ezraphel is a thirsty girl, yes it’s one of those things that he already knew but there is a difference between knowing about her insatiable lust and experiencingit.
Fun fact: whenever Ezraphel does her thing Stanley actually produces in excess of 3x more semen than a normal healthy male per ejaculation?
How did he know this? Well after the first time Stan Jr. started shooting buckets he did what any normal millennial would do and fucking Googled that shit. If it wasn’t already obvious that is a lot of fucking cum and if bullshit sex magic wasn’t involved Stanley would have been very concerned for his health. Hell he’s still concerned for his health, he doubts there is another man on earth going through the same experience he is.
Getting it daily, nightly and ever so rightly.
Well any man that is not a pornstar anyway and the fact that Stanley could compare himself to a pornstar without it being a self depreciating joke is just…wow.
What a time to be alive!
On a serious note Stanley is starting to experience a major problem with this setup. At some point this stopped being fun and is now teetering on the edge of being tedious. Pretty soon it will turn into a chore and he (nor any man) wants to reach a point in their life where getting his dick sucked becomes a chore.
‘God, is this what alcoholism is like?’
Let’s see, a vicious cycle of doing something that feels good enough to let you forget about your problems for few hours but with the side of effect of having you feel like shit the following morning but you do it again anyway for that momentary respite.
‘Well, shit’
The old Stanley would have probably nipped this in the bud before it got so bad but in the defense of current Stanley there are several factors contributing to his halting this thing. First off Ezraphel is a straight up blowjob queen. You’d think with massive mammaries she’d be into paizuri but no, her secret technique actually lies in her mouth. Not that Stanley could tell the difference anyways which leads into the second factor, Ezraphel is no one trick pony but a multifaceted sex machine. She uses her mouth most of the time but then she could, her hands, her breasts, hell even her tail but no matter what she does Stanley would end up in the same state nonetheless, laid out.
And she was potent with it, so potent that just thinking about her doing it makes him twitch down there, as uncomfortable as that movement is to him right now.
‘What the fuck is wrong with me?’
As an aside he found this experience to be a surreal one, not just the fact that he’s basically living every teenage boy’s fantasy but that he is also living the things he read in fanfiction and wiki pages. If he didn’t know any better Stanley would think that his life was fucking fanfiction.
‘Or anime’ he groaned
It was not for the first time that Stanley found his current life to be reminiscent of a generic romcom hentai.
“…”
…
‘Is my dick getting bigger?’
It sure looked like it he has, ah too much experience with it not to notice changes. Plus he’s been very conscious of it nowadays especially. Not really concerning at the moment and frankly he didn’t have the energy to really ponder the ramification of a magical penile enlargement. As a matter of fact he wanted nothing more than to secure his penis behind an enchanted chastity belt.
‘I can’t go on like this, things have to change…again’
Or rather he will have to change (…again) since it was his short sighted willingness to punch his V-card that had forced the hand of a woman whose species he could not begin to fully understand. Now through his inaction precedence was set and is now almost at the stage of ‘routine’ which was not good. This should not become routine and he didn’t want it to because it wasn’t just his physical health at stake.
If this keeps up then things are going to escalate and by the time Ezraphel’s powers are fully restored he can only shudder at what acts of depravity they will sink to.
Also Stanley is still technically a virgin.
Yes for despite Ezraphel having near exclusive rights to his dick this past week and him getting a crash course on the Lilim anatomy they haven’t had proper sex yet.
‘…oh dear god we haven’t had sex yet’ Stanley thought with dawning horror as fear gripped his heart in an icy embrace.
The fear was for good reason too because if he’s being laid out by what is essentially foreplay then…what would actual sex with Ezraphel be like? For a long moment Stanley stared at nothing in particular as he imagined this and he did not like the implications, he did not like it at all.
A memory suddenly came to mind, it was spoken in this very bed, in a much more chaotic but blissfully simpler time. She came off as teasing but Ezraphel was right when she told him back then that he wasn’t ready.
‘Shit, how many weeks had that been?’
He put her in charge of the relationship and she was essentially grooming him for their eventual sexcapades but he was barely keeping conscious during foreplay.
Another thing he realized, he could not remember (of what memories weren’t a pleasure induced haze) doing much these past few days other than getting serviced by Ezraphel. Granted that would be the highlight of any man’s day (week, month or year depending on the person) but this presented a concern.
It also presented him with an out even if it’s a bit flimsy.
‘Fuck it, I’ll take it’
With a surge of energy Stanley sprang off his bed only to fall face first onto the carpet floor. Unfortunately while the mind is willing, the body is weak and felt like a wet noodle. He still had no feeling in his legs but that was hardly going to stop him, he still had two arms and most importantly he had the will to survive. After literally dragging himself to his feet he realized he had no pants.
That won’t do, he frowned and began looking for his boxers only to cringe at the sight of his bed. It was all tangled sheets and stains that could range from sweat to drool to…other things.
‘That did not come from me’ he thought looking at a particularly large stain ‘note to self, get plastic wraps for the new mattress after burning the old one.’
~Bathtub Rumination~
Ezraphel hummed to herself as she took a relaxing soak. The house has two bathrooms and she was given exclusive access to one early on by her Stanley for personal use. She thought he was being considerate when he threatened to ‘put a cap in her ass’ if she snuck into his bathroom. At the time she just thought he had a preference for butt stuff and his ‘threat’ was secretly an invitation so of course snuck in while he was preparing to bathe.
Unfortunately it was at a time when he still kept those accursed ‘air rifles’ with him at all times and well, Stanley did end up doing stuff to her rear but it wasn’t at all fun and soreness afterwards was not very pleasurable. From that lesson Ezraphel learned the value of looking up unfamiliar slang terms whenever they came up, it saved her a lot of potential setbacks in advancing their relationship and Ezraphel would say that it was worth it
‘Ah, that was a nice change of pace, getting dirty then clean and back again simultaneously.’
Of course with the frequent servicing of Stanley’s manly member Ezraphel has been able cultivate her demonic energy much quicker and thus enabling her to perform what Stanley called ‘frivolous spells.’ He calls it frivolous but Ezraphel would beg to differ, for instance with a bit of minor space-time magic she was able to turn what was once an adequate Earth-standard bathroom into an indoor bathhouse, something she was more familiar with and to her standards.
Stanley’s response?
“You better be using magic to refill that thing cause I’m not paying the water bill for that crap.”
Ezraphel’s response?
Two minutes later and Stanley was sitting naked by the edge of the pool bath receiving a most excellent titty fuck from a half submerged Lilim.
Ezraphel sighed at the memory ‘we should do that again, tonight perhaps?’
“Hmm~” she purred at the thought, getting excited all over again and the fact that she could still taste Stanley in her mouth only intensified the feeling. Finally she managed to reign herself in “not yet, Stanley still needs time to recover.”
Of course if he were an incubus then you would still be sucking, drinking and even fu-
Ezraphel silenced those thoughts as she took up a ‘mesh loofah’ and began to clean herself languidly.
‘I made it this far without slipping into those habits. I can survive for a little while longer’
Emphasis on the little
Now that Ezraphel has tasted the life essence of her beloved she has already become addicted to it and that addiction is going to become a problem sooner or later. Considering that she was getting hot and bothered from the mere thought of tasting her Stanley’s cum, it was going to be a problem sooner than later.
It wouldn’t have been too much of a problem if she could incubize her Stanley but even if he wasn’t against the idea Ezraphel doesn’t have the capacity to that. It came as a shock to her that for as much as she is milking Stanley for everything he’s worth she wasn’t receiving early as much mana as she thought she would. Compared to Eos earth is like a barren wasteland when it comes to mana and she took for granted the mana friendly environment of Eos. Her home world is so saturated with mana that she could recover her reserves without the aid of consuming spirit energy.
Here her only source is spirit energy, specifically Stanley and both the quality and quantity of what she receives depends on his strength and vitality. Unfortunately her Stanley is below average both these aspects and it would take months of conditioning before that could change. Luckily in the time since her arrival on earth Ezraphel has wizened up and is not the same Lilim she was before.
Proper management was the name of the game now with Ezraphel becoming more self aware about her use of mana. Frugality and the benefits of being economic was something she learned from her Stanley. On Eos it was considered the norm for those with wealth to show it in the most grandiose of fashion but the same could not be said here. Stanley is a man with wealth but he does not go out of his way to show it.
Why bother?
It would gain him nothing but unnecessary attention which is par for the course with his personality but he is far from the only one. Wealthier men and women also follow such a philosophy though it has more to do with security but many just lack the vanity which is not a bad thing.
So where does Ezraphel apply her own brand of economy?
Whereas before she would have a number of spells and enchantments active they were in fact practically redundant. Now without them there was a stark contrast as she found the layers of superfluous spells had taxed her reserves more than she imagined. Ezraphel is much stronger than she gave herself credit for, at least that’s what she came up with once she began to properly cultivate her reserves without directing power to a superfluous spell or enchantment.
Even more, now that she was conscious of her internal mana it became clear to her when casting spells that she has the habit of pouring more mana than necessary when casting. It was a resultant habit of having too much and being able to afford the loss. Not anymore and the resulting halt to that bad habit has resulted in a more efficient usage when doing spells.
Now that she was at the height of awareness of her own mana Ezraphel came to the startling conclusion that she might not be able to Incubize her Stanley even if he allowed it. Monsterization works through corruption which is the bestowal of large amounts of demonic energy in a person. Due to the nature of Mamono monsterization had become the preferred method of winning battles. A lot of resources have gone into researching monsterization and corruption as a whole resulting in a few noteworthy breakthroughs.
One such breakthrough is the ‘environmental factor’ which led to the discovery of a more efficient method of monsterization. Mamono of vast power like the Lilim could just inject their own mana into a human to achieve monsterization however a more efficient use would be to corrupt the mana around them and let their body absorb that infected mana naturally. This way takes more time and concentration but it is less taxing on the reserves. It was a personal triumph for her that she figured this out, or rather that she remembered the teachings on the subject.
A personal triumph but one that ultimately held no meaning in this instance for Ezraphel wouldn’t be able to do either method in her current state. The realization came as a shock to her after so much rumination but it’s the truth. The simple fact of the matter is that corruption in and of itself is neither simple nor easy, she and her family just makes it look easy. There is a reason why not all Mamono can corrupt individuals in the same manner as a Lilim and it’s because it involves direct mana manipulation.
It was difficult enough to pull off on Eos but on the mana barren earth and with her reserves nowhere near full, it was easier for her to alter the size of the bathroom than to directly corrupt him at this point. The reason being that altering the bathroom size is a spell and it was through this that she found something peculiar about the world. Earth may be barren of mana but at the same time it is shockingly receptive to magic spells, so much so that her lack of mana is compensated by the ease of casting the spell.
It is easier to cast magic spells in a place devoid of mana. It was a paradox and a question reserved for the scholars. What Ezraphel gained from this however is that she can cast high level spells with more ease provided that she has enough mana for it. This works out perfectly for her because now she has a way to get what she wants without violating her Stanley’s order.
Her Stanley wouldn’t be the first man to want to hold onto his humanity and there are enchantments created to protect against demonic energy. There is even a spell that not only protects against corruption but preserves the humanity of the human it is cast upon. Naturally such a spell is of the highest rank and only Mamono of exceptional power can cast it which is why it is a popular spell used mostly by the Royal Makai nobility.
Unlike other places where Mamono would often compete over the number of men they slept with or conquered, in the Royal Makai the Mamono are so powerful that such things hardly matter. In a place with the highest concentration of Lilim and mamono comparable to them in power, prestige and charms what would be the point of bragging about sex?
Rather than power or the number of sexual conquests what the Makai nobility value is cunning. If you can demonstrate a high level of cunning when obtaining a husband then you will earn respect amongst the nobles. If at the end of the day you had to use your vast powers to ‘cheat’ and secure a win, the best stories are always of Mamono who are caught at a disadvantage and manage to use their wits to secure a victory.
It is actually due to growing up with this kind of culture in the Makai courts that Ezraphel is became less inclined to force herself on Stanley. To the average mamono it might be an inconsequential thing, the ends justify the means after all but not when it comes to pride. Plus there is the added effect of perception, people wouldn’t say anything even if she were to force herself on him but they would think less of her.
She was specifically referring to her family and how some of them hold the perceived ‘purity’ of a union in high regard. A human needs to accept a Lilim without the need for such things as sex or magic. Put simply, this is love in its purest form and there is something oh so tantalizing about it.
In this case it is for this reason why the story of Lilith and her husband, Ezraphel’s father, Adam is so so popular. It wasn’t that he fell to her charm magic or was even influenced by demonic energy corruption. He gave up his belief in the Chief God, took a leap of faith by trusting her and eventually accepted her feelings for him. Theirs was a relationship built solely and mutual affection, love in its purest form.
As for the spell itself Ezraphel’s mother acknowledged its worth and mandated that all her daughters would learn it as a means of further proving her family’s willingness to cooperate with humans should the opportunity arise. With that announcement the other noble houses in the Makai followed suite and the ‘Human Preservation Ritual’ was taught to all future generations.
Ezraphel was no different and was taught by her mother to cast it but there is a problem. It wasn’t the lack of power, she will eventually have enough after feasting on her Stanley’s sprit energy. The thing is…about the spell…Ezraphel may have…sort of…forgotten…how to cast it.
Yeah…
Recently when she wasn’t servicing Stanley she was wracking her brain trying to piece together the proper procedure with which to cast it. Such an oversight could only be attributed to the folly of youth on her part. Specifically when her mother was teaching her the spell Ezraphel’s thought process at the time went along the lines of being unable to fathom a reason or want for preserving someone’s humanity, let alone her husband. Humans were inferior to Incubi in just about everything that mattered and the Ezraphel of the past could not think of a situation where she would cast such a needless spell.
…if she could, Ezraphel would travel back in time and ‘bitch slap’ herself.
Ezraphel could now only try to salvage her memories for the spell whilst cultivating as much mana as possible. Fortunately Ezraphel was well versed in the art of Spell Crafting and with what she remembered of the Human Preservation Spell she might be able to create something close enough.
‘Better yet I will be able to create a spell far superior!’ she raised a long leg daintily and ran the loofah down in strokes ‘and after the spell is complete…’ she grinned ‘ooh, I’m getting excited all over again’ a frown came across her plump lips ‘and no Stanley to be had.’
It was a prevalent problem nowadays, however in times such as these she had a backup plan. Reaching out with her magic she levitated the detachable showerhead, a quaint little invention that had done wonders in assisting with her luxurious hair back when she was powerless.
“Eh, it will have to do” she shrugged.
Ezraphel leaned back in the pool, turned the showerhead settings to ‘Power Massage’ and dipped it between her legs.
“O-oh yeeesssss~”
That’s the good stuff.
~Grocery Run~
‘Okay time to do this’
Before going downstairs Stanley had to take a lengthy shower. He tossed the bed sheets in the hamper and made a note to have Ezraphel clean out the stains in the mattress. He then mentally affirmed his decision to pump the brakes and take it slow for the time being. Ezraphel should understand that even with her making him recover faster it was only delaying the inevitable and he needed to do some work so she can continue to live in comfort.
‘She would understand’ he thought to himself.
So why the hell was he so nervous about this?
Oh right, he was about to tell a now empowered Lilim that she can’t service him anymore. As if telling his girlfriend she can’t pleasure him was the most devastating thing he could do to her at this point.
“…my life has become ridiculous.”
As per usual he found her in the kitchen where she making him another mouth watering breakfast which was good because...
*Growl*
He winced a bit as he sat down and promptly dug into the breakfast. Today was a light affair compared to all the others, pancakes, bacon, eggs, hash brown, a fruit plate, juice and the ever present tall pitcher of oddly warm milk. As one of the few adults who is not a fan of coffee Ezraphel has taken to serving him warm milk instead, which is as weird as it sounds. Weirder still is that she chose to serve most of her meals with milk nowadays and not just for breakfast.
He didn’t need to ask, apparently she learned how to cook from the Kikimori who taught her how to be a ‘splendid maid’ but even her mentor lacked the fine knowledge of the various studies on food nutrition available on earth. Ever since she started watching all those health documentaries and Jamie Oliver recipes Stanley’s food diet now only consist of wholesome balanced meals. He hasn’t had fast food in weeks, not that he’s complaining. He wasn’t particularly picky about food so long as it tastes good and Ezraphel is a woman who always delivers.
Halfway in he realized that Ezraphel wasn’t eating anything which as odd, she would always have a plate for herself.
“Why aren’t you eating?”
He knew he walked into a trap the moment she gave him ‘the look’. You know the one with the sultry smile, slightly blushing face and lewd expression “Oh, I already had my fill this morning” she patted her stomach
“No shit, huh” he mumbled dryly.
Then her eyes suddenly took on a glint “although I could go for another taste~” to punctuate this statement she stuck out her tongue and placed a finger on it.
As an aside it reminded Stanley that Ezraphel’s inhuman features extended past what was seen on the surface. For example she had an abnormally long tongue, it was longer than he would’ve guessed, a bit more plump-no thicc and…moist? No that wasn’t the right word for it, juicy is the word he looking for is. Long, thick, juicy and it might have been the trick of the light but sometimes he could swear, just like in some fellatio dominant hentai, the thing almost looked like a pus-
Boner Engaged!
‘Aw, shit!’
Wait he could salvage this, she doesn’t know-
A dainty foot started caressing his crotch.
‘Fuck, fuck, fuck-’
Ezraphel gave a Cheshire grin “oh Stanley is this for me? You shouldn’t have~”
Stanley’s eyes darted about even as Ezraphel’s feet did a pretty damn good job of getting him fully erect. His window is getting smaller, he knows the moment she gets under the table there goes the rest of the afternoon and possibly the entire day.
‘Come on think of something, anything!’
“Uh, um…” his eyes suddenly noticed something and he pointed at it “what’s up with that?”
“Hm?” Ezraphel’s head turned to see that he was pointing at the pantry door left ajar “ah, that reminds me. We are out of food” even as she said this her feet did not leave his crotch and his steadily gaining erection.
“What?” she might have her priorities but Stanley saw an out and you best believe he took it. Uncomfortably he went over to the pantry “that can’t be right I bought groceries a few days ago…”
Annnd it’s empty. Well not completely empty but there was barely enough stuff to make a meal for one of them. He checked the fridge and saw that it was a virtually cold wasteland with nothing but a few products and soda.
Stanley stared then looked at Ezraphel, back to the near empty refrigerator before closing it.
‘How long has she been keeping me under?’
Suddenly Stanley felt even more unsure of himself. In any case this food shortage has provided him with an out. Good thing because he really needed to be alone with his thoughts right now.
“I’m going for a food run. Write down what you want me to get.”
Ezraphel took a moment before she replied “actually, I would like to accompany you Stanley.”
*Record Scratch*
What?
‘What?’
“What?”
“I want to go shopping with you” at the look he gave her a hint of concern entered her voice “is that alright?”
Is it alright?
“You…plan to go looking like that?”
“Of course not silly” she laughed and snapped her finger.
Stanley took a startled step back as a magic circle appeared at her feet and above her head before meeting at the middle of her body in a near blinding light.
“Ta-da~”
Stanley didn’t answer immediately as he was still blinking the spots out of his eyes. Despite this being the first time Stanley had seen her cast a successful spell he could not help but suspect something.
“You did that on purpose didn’t you?” he said still wiping his eyes, damn that light was bright.
“Do what”
“The flashy transformation”
“N-no, of course not, this is how Mamono always transform” she said not looking him in the eye.
“Right” he said in an obviously unconvinced tone “well next time you do something like that warn me” he paused as he got a look at her.
She was still Ezraphel alright, though with a distinct lack of her inhuman traits. Her eyes were now a crystal blue and her hair was platinum blonde as opposed to snow white. It took him a minute to see the most subtle change but he did and Stanley was a little startled to realize that Ezraphel’s hypersexual and bombastic body proportions that would best fit a Porn Star/stripper with surgery done were scaled down to something that would be found naturally on a human woman.
Provided said woman had excellent genes and also took the greatest care of her body.
Even her supernatural charm is dialed down something and Stanley can tell due to being unwittingly and deliberately exposed to a lot of that charm over the months. She would still turn heads of course, Ezraphel is still very beautiful but at least now Stanley is reasonably certain she wouldn’t cause a traffic accident walking down a street.
“What do you think?” She struck a perfect sexy pose and Stanley, for the first time, was barely affected by it.
Typical response for if a human girl was to do such a thing.
“I’m impressed” she preened under his praise even though it was delivered in a deadpan “but I was actually talking about your clothes.”
Ezraphel paused “my clothes?”
“Yes Ez, your clothes.”
She looked at her attire with some confusion “is there something wrong with my attire?”
Ezraphel subscribes to the typical Mamono mindset that clothes are a means to an end. If it can get them the attention of a man then they would literally wear anything. In Ezraphel’s case she almost always wore a combination of clothing that emphasizes her front and rear while showing as much skin as possible. Admittedly that’s the way he likes it but unfortunately his personal preference for what she wore in private wasn’t going to fly in public.
Stanley glared at her pointedly with narrowed eyes causing the Lilim to chuckle “I jest, this outfit is clearly inappropriate” she gave a sultry look as she bent down slightly while palming her breasts “and I would loathe for anyone other than you to see me like this~”
Then with an extra sway in her hips and a pep in her step she made her way upstairs to change. Stanley’s eyes trailed after her. Once she was out of sight he planted him butt down on the living room sofa. Now that he had a couple of minutes Stanley found himself feeling apprehensive about this shopping trip with Ezraphel.
Sure the woman has cooked, cleaned, comforted and pleasured him extensively but that was in the privacy of his house. There was a part of Stanley that was apprehensive about being seen with her in public. Sure he accepted her as his girlfriend but part of him was still in a state of disbelief about having a girlfriend and doing stuff couples would do. That’s not even mentioning public perception because there are people out there familiar with him and he’ll be lucky if suddenly showing up with the world’s sexiest woman and proclaiming her to be his girlfriend will only get him shock and disbelief.
To quote a wise man: people are bastard coated bastards with bastard filling and the last thing he needs is for them to think he’s pathetic enough to pay an escort to pretend she was his girlfriend. He knew for a fact that there exist guys that are so desperate and stupid.
‘On the other hand maybe it wouldn’t come to that.’
It was a hopeful notion because in this day and age of acceptance there are a lot of ‘odd couples’ floating about and being familiar with him didn’t mean that people knew him. T them he’s just some greasy midget who occasionally leaves the house but otherwise he’s a mystery. All his social media accounts are under the alias he uses for work and the only Stanley Berkowitz actively online at the moment live in different states and across the world.
Thinking back to the disguise Ezraphel outdid herself with how human she actually looked which honestly exceeded his expectations. In hindsight Stanley realized how odd it is he is surprised by this when Ezraphel is an accomplished mage of sorts who would have obviously had experience blending into human civilization based on some of her offhanded comments.
‘I keep forgetting Ezraphel is a lot more clever than she shows, more than I give her credit for’
“I’m ready~”
He sat up and upon seeing Ezraphel thought to himself ‘or maybe she isn’t and I am entirely justified.’
Ezraphel was dressed in…well it…she looks like a prostitute, make of that what you will because Stanley certainly has and no words could properly attribute the… mixed soup his emotions are right now.
Wordlessly Stanley got off the sofa and made his way to the garage, once he made it to the Lilim he gave her the most withering glare that actually had the disguised Lilim break out in a cold a sweat.
“Ezraphel…”
The Lilim swallowed at the oddly deep baritone of his voice, it shocked her that something like that could be produced by a man of such stature. It was both terrifying and arousing at the same time.
“Y-yes, my love” she stuttered for reasons even she could understand.
“You are not ready.”
“Erk” he did not need to elaborate, the finality in his tone spoke greatly and it was like an enchanted axe impacted her chest and froze her from the inside out.
Metaphorically frozen in place Ezraphel didn’t realize Stanley had left until she heard the car engine.
“Wait Stanley, I was merely jesting!”
In a blink her prostitute clothes were gone, as the product of an illusion, to reveal tight capri jeans, low heeled sandals and a crop top.
“I’m sorry, take me with you pweeze~” she begged wih large doe eyes.
“Fine, just get in the damn car so we can go” he ended by opening the garage door.
The Lilim pouted and sniffled as she dragged herself into the passenger seat and…
“What are you doing?”
“I am placing protective wards on the car” she said while her hands lit up with magic.
“Not that I’m complaining but why?”
“For safety”
“Obviously” he rolled his eyes
“My protection spells will ensure that no harm comes to you or the car even if it were hit by Tier 3 offensive spells…”
According to Ezraphel there are 12 Tiers of magic in her world with the highest being able to wipe out entire dimensions. So put into that context ‘Tier 3’ is kind of a big deal, he’s certain nothing short of the equivalent of an RPG rocket could scratch the paint of his car now.
“So what brought this on?”
“I have researched these ‘cars; when you first showed yours to me-”
‘Oh no…’ he knew where this was going.
“-and I have found that an appalling amount of fatal accidents have occurred in these contraptions. Did you know there were over thirty nine thousand deaths relating to cars crashing just last year?”
‘Ah, shit’
See, this shit right here. This is why he put blockers on her laptop…and why he blocked the News stations on TV.
“Ez, this isn’t necessary”
“This is entirelynecessary Stanley” she answered quickly.
“No seriously, you don’t have to-”
“Actually, I do” Ezraphel gave him a piercing stare “you are my husband Stanley, the single most important being in my life and as such your safety is of the utmost paramount” she reached out to caress his cheek “there is nothing I would not do to ensure your well being. I would sooner tear the very fabric of this dimension asunder than knowingly place you in any form of danger” as she spoke her unblinking blue eyes bled into familiar pools of molten crimson laid upon obsidian bedrock then they closed as she adopted a cheery expression “so let me do this, ‘kay?”
Stanley stared at her in disconcerted shock before conceding with a sigh of defeat “uuugh, proceed.”
For the next two minutes all that could be heard were the sounds of Ezraphel humming.
~The Drive~
Despite the apprehension she had with the car Ezraphel could not help but be in awe at what was essentially a marvel of modern engineering. She knew several Gremlins who would wet their shorts if they ever laid eyes on this piece of technology. One would think having the ability to fly would make this all meaningless but Ezraphel would beg to differ. Outside of the Royal Makai, Demon Realms and certain Mamono friendly kingdoms that have teleportation stations Ezraphel would usually take a carriage (for what princess would deign to fly under her own power?).
No matter what magic is used to ensure comfort or the swiftness of the steed pulling it, there is not a single one that could compare to the speed of Stanley’s car. And it doesn’t just stop there, the roads are all paved and so smooth it’s as if she is flying. Well not really but she could understand that for humans of this era this would be the closest they would ever get to the feeling, until they rode an ‘airplane.’
Next she busied herself with watching the sights and thought to herself how far humanity had truly come. From those small villages in remote areas of the country to sprawling metropolis and while she had seen much and even better sights in the ‘internet’ it still amazes her just how much they have developed in infrastructure. But even with these amazing sights she could only be distracted from her thoughts for so long before her mind drifts back to the matter at hand.
She wanted to ask many questions but Stanley was driving and the last thing she wanted to do was distract him and cause an accident. Driving looked hard enough as it is without having to talk.
“What’s wrong?”
“Hm? Oh, nothing is wrong Stanley.”
He gave her a brief sideways glance as they came to a stop sign “your tail was wagging before and now you have that look like you want to ask me something but you’re too scared to.”
Ezraphel checked and yes her tail was out and luckily that was the only thing. Internally she cursed, outwardly she blushed in slight embarrassment.
“I didn’t want to distract you from driving.”
“Ez” he sounded exasperated “I can talk while I drive”
“But-”
“Do you trust me?”
“Of course Stanley”
“Then trust I won’t let us crash or allow some idiot to crash in us” he laid a hand on her thigh “okay?”
“Yes!”
“Great” they drove off “so what do want to know?”
“Where are we going?”
“Local Supermarket”
“Why is it called a ‘Super’ Market?”
“I can hear the capitalization” he muttered
“What?”
“Because they sell almost every kind of consumable food item in one place.”
“…I do not understand”
He thought for a moment before continuing “okay, so you have markets where you come from right?”
“Yes”
“And in these markets you have different people selling different goods right? One guy sells fruits, another has vegetables, meats, fish and all that.”
She nodded “yes”
“Imagine then, that all the food/produce these vendors er merchants sell are all sold in a single building owned by a person or group.”
Ezraphel hummed “it sounds difficult”
Stanley shrugged “eh, maybe. I mean, it’s been working so far.”
“Perhaps…”
“You don’t sound too excited”
“…why would I be?”
“Nothing”
“That did not sound like ‘nothing’ Stanley”
“I guess I’m just used to you reacting a certain way to new concepts on Earth”
Ezraphel frowned but conceded the point, she was a free spirit at heart who mostly choose to wear her heart on her sleeve, except this time.
“I suppose this Super Market is not a new concept”
“It isn’t?”
“We have similar shops in the Royal Makai and other places. They are not common but they exist”
“Huh, okay”
Within a few more minutes they drove into the parking lot.
Stanley cranked the hand break “okay Ez, a few ground rules befo-what are you doing?”
He caught Ezraphel struggling with the seatbelt “nothing”
“That doesn’t look like ‘nothing’ Ez. You need help”
“N-no I can…escape this…” she grunted trying and failing to dislodge the straps.
Honestly this would have been funny if it weren’t so sad “can’t you use your magic to get yourself free”
“I do not need magic to escape from this. I am perfectly able to” somehow, someway through a lapse of logic and physics she had managed to get the seatbelt in a pseudo bondage position, biting between her breasts and nearly having them pop out of her crop top.
She really can make anything become as lewd as possible just interacting with it.
“Ez” she paused in struggling when he held up a finger. Ever so slowly he reached down and pressed the button to unlatch the belt.
“O-oh” she looked embarrassed.
“Yeah” he spoke with lidded eyes “you need me to show you how to work the door too?”
“No-no I have this” she went to open the latch except the door didn’t open. She tried multiple times until she broke out in a cold sweat, eventually she became aware of the eyes scrutinizing her and turned around in shame “Stanley…help me pweeze…”
Again he raised a single finger and pressed a button, a distinct click was heard and Ezraphel jumped when the door lock was released.
“Try again”
The Lilim tentatively did and this time the door opened “thank you.”
Stanley left the car without a word and after Ezraphel left he set the car alarm causing the Lilim jump a bit.
“What was that?”
“Just setting the alarm”
“Oh” As they walked through the parking lot between other vehicles Ezraphel could not help but soak in the sight.
This would not only be her first time outside but also her first time interacting with humans other than Stanley.
“Ez”
“Hm”
“I want to lay down some ground rules while we’re inside”
Ezraphel’s mood lowered at that “oh”
“Don’t give me that. Anyway I know it might be tempting but do not under any circumstances run off. I doubt you’d get lost but the place is pretty big and it’ll be a bitch to find you.”
“No worries, I will always be able to find you Stanley” she cooed.
“I’m more concerned with me finding you before you do something stupid” he frowned “which brings us to the next rule: don’t make a scene that will give us unwanted attention.”
“Give me some credit Stanley, I know how to remain inconspicuous in public” she said confidently.
“And that slip up with the tail?”
Her smile twitched a bit but she recovered “t-that was a single mistake and will not happen again”
He gave her a stern look “it better not because this place has cameras that monitor everything. That reminds me” he took out his phone and took a picture of Ezraphel much to her surprise.
“What was that?”
“Just testing a theory” he looked to see a somewhat shaky yet HD picture of Ezraphel as she is and blew out a breath “good, it fools the cameras too.”
“Stanley?”
“I had a thought that if you were using an illusion to fool the human eye it wouldn’t work with cameras, but it does”
“Well of course it would” she gestured to herself “this is no mere illusion Stanley, this is a transformation made to bypass even magical sensors.”
“Huh, well sorry I doubted you then.”
She smiled at the compliment “was there anything else Stanley?”
“Yeah, if you want anything run it by me first.”
“Understood.”
“And, I guess if things don’t go south you can have a treat for yourself”
Ezraphel’s smile could have lit up the room and Stanley could already feel the ache in his bank account.
“Well here we are” he said before the doors opened upon going by the sensors.
~ Fun Times At The Supermarket~
Stepping inside the building Ezraphel could not help but gasp in wonder. The first thing to hit her was the air conditioning but having been exposed to that at home she was hardly fazed what did faze her was the size of the place, the number of people and so many rows of assorted food products.
She felt Stanley take hold of her hand and looked down at him as they walked “I thought you said you had places like this back home.”
“Well we do, however they are not quite so…large”
Stanley looked around “yeah this place isn’t exactly an example of a typical Supermarket” he went to the side and rolled out a cart and came to stand beside the disguised Lilim checking out the isles “so, where do you want to start?”
The Lilim turned her gaze from the sights back to Stanley “huh”
“Where do we start?”
“Oh, um…” Ezraphel trailed off.
The Lilim was at a loss, Ezraphel had actually made a meal plan for Stanley. It was the kind of meal plan which would promote a healthy body, thus better (and tastier) spirit energy for her to eventually consume. She also looked up earth cuisine and would request ingredients should any strike her fancy, Gordon Ramsey and Jamie Oliver are her new teachers. Now though with so much to choose from Ezraphel was at a loss, where does she even begin!?
Was the room spinning?
“Hey” Stanley put a hand on her shoulder “you okay?”
“I-yes I am just…overwhelmed with the options” she chuckled “I do not know where to begin to be honest.”
He hummed in thought before saying “we’ve got over a dozen isles to cover and I’m not in any particular rush. Besides you need to know what’s where if you’re going to shop by yourself”
Ezraphel’s eyes opened “really Stanley?”
“Yeah eventually, what, did you think I was going to chaperone you every time you leave the house? Don’t answer that” he added “you are a grown ass woman Ezraphel and if I can’t trust you to behave in public then this relationship is in serious trouble.”
At his words he saw the look in her eye and cringed knowing what was coming next.
‘Aw shit, here we go again.’
The Lilim bent down to give him a searing kiss and suddenly they were in their own world.
“Damn”
Both eyes opened and turned to the side where a bunch of people where gawking at them. Stanley had the decency to look embarrassed and walk away while Ezraphel practically preened under their gazes and winked at the crowd before being dragged away.
She had a big smile on her face the entire time.
That little incident might have set the precedence for the rest of their shopping trip. Stanley would have liked to not draw attention to himself but with Ezraphel that was a moot point. Anime had it right all along, when an unassuming guy goes out with a beautiful girl they do draw attention. Though in this case its because Ezraphel seems to revel in the attention of people seeing them together and knowing they are together. He knew this because she straight up told him when he asked why she kept acting so...Mamono which was the only word to describe her actions.
Clinging to him.
Finding every excuse to kiss him.
Seemingly flaunting her body like a tease.
Making innuendos exclusively within earshot of others.
It got so bad that Stanley had to palm his face for an entire isle just so he wouldn’t have to look at people’s reaction, big mistake since he left her unsupervised and had to run back to the isle to return a bunch of stuff. Then there was that one time when a guy who happened to be in the same isle pointed out he had something on his face, it turns out to be lipstick smeared in several places.
When the hell did she even start wearing lipstick!?
Then of course there was the time they passed by the frozen dairy isle and boy wasn’t that something. Ezraphel has sweet tooth that he may have unwittingly turned into a full on addiction with his buying her sweets every now and then. Don’t even get him started on when she found the candy isle and somehow negotiated with him to buy five family size bags of assorted name brand sweets.
For his consideration she straight up told him that she was going to do something ‘special’ form him that night and that he should be prepared to pull an all-nighter since she wasn’t going to let him rest. She said this while in the middle of the line at the checkout counter loud enough for everyone to hear.
The cashier girl looked shocked, the middle aged lady behind them looked scandalous and the guy behind her gave a mumbled “holy shit” which was clearly heard in the small interim of silence. As Ezraphel effortlessly took up all the bags and sashayed out the door with all the class of the princess she is the bag boy turned to him, he was a younger man.
“Dude, she’s your girlfriend?”
Stanley could only answer with a single “yeah”
He went back to unashamedly checking her out before offering him a single word “nice”
Stanley blinked, straightened himself nodded a quick “thanks” before walking away.
He ignored the judgmental stares of the older folks and acknowledged the subtle nods of recognition by the men and some women who wish they were in his position. On his way out a guy offered him a high five…and you know Stanley took that shit.
When he came out the Supermarket though pretenses were dropped and he looked over his shoulder wondering to himself
‘Did that just happen?’
He shook his head, it felt like he was in an episode of the Twilight Zone for a minute there.
“Stanley?”
Finally getting his head right he gave Ezraphel a glare “what the hell was that?”
“What was what?”
“Why were you acting like that?”
“I don’t understand” and the real kicker is she looked genuinely confused. The chances of this being legitimate ignorance or just really great acting could honestly be 50/50. Ezraphel can be crafty when she wants to be.
He wanted to say/shout more but recognized they were outside and it wouldn’t do to make a scene so he held out his hands “give me some of the bags.”
“It is quite alright Stanley, they are not that heavy”
“I know you’re stronger than the average human Ez but only me” his eyes narrowed and girt his teeth “I will not be known as the guy who let his girlfriend carry his weight so give me some of the goddamn bags.”
Ezraphel blinked “very well” she handed him a few.
“Alright, let’s go”
They both arrived at the car, Stanley turned off the alarm and opened the trunk to store the stuff in. Ezraphel was taking more time than necessary though.
“Ez, what are you doing?”
“Placing a stasis spell on the ice-cream, you always bring it back half melted.”
“Okay” he acknowledged and after they were finished went into the car. As they buckled up Stanley paused when he saw Ezraphel had a snickers bar in hand. She unwrapped the candy bar with almost as much reverence and anticipation as when she pulls down his pants.
Before she could take a bite however Stanley swiped it from her “hey!”
The complaint was lost when she saw the look on his face “I would like to know exactly what was going on in your head when you decided to embarrass me in front of all those people.”
The panic slowly left her expression as she lay back in her seat “I just wanted them to know I was yours.”
“Are. You. Serious?” he seethed lowly.
She gave him a sharp look “yes. You may not have noticed Stanley but there were many who thought they could approach me, they thought I was not already yours, they forced my hand.”
Stanley’s head hit the steering wheel.
Stanley liked Ezraphel, he really did. She reminds nearly every hour of every day she would stay by his side and as such he wasn’t worrying about any NTR situations with her.
Finally he sighed “I get it.”
“You do?”
“Why do you sound so surprised?”
“Usually it would take more to convince you when I do something beyond your human sensibilities.”
His eyes narrowed “that’s insulting.”
“It is what it is” she shrugged.
“Moving on, you didn’t have to do half the things you did to get a point across that you have a boyfriend and aren’t interested. Seriously only assholes would still go after a girl even though she has a boyfriend and those guys are just asking to get their asses kicked.”
“But I like showing affection to you in public~” she pouted with an innocent tone though her expression was a sultry one.
‘This girl…’
He knew it was a lost cause trying to explain to her why he didn’t like that. PDA is a lot more accepted here than it is in the human society of her dimension. Even then it’s not as if Ezraphel didn’t understand modesty she just thought it was really dumb. In the same vain that he thought her hopeless romanticism is dumb. She can tolerate it but really it is more of an exception to the rule she does not normally follow and is unapologetic about it.
“I can tentatively accept that”
“Aw Stanley~”
“What I can’t accept” he interrupted sharply “is you telling people about our business!”
“Oh?”
“No one needs to know about our private life Ez. I sure as hell wouldn’t want to know if some guy is fucking his wife in the ass. Just like how I don’t want people knowing you give me head. If it wasn’t already clear I am a man who absolutely values his privacy” he took a deep breath “I know it’s stupid but going in there and letting people know I have a girlfriend was already uncomfortable then you went and said that.”
“I’m sorry”
“Forget it” he cut her off to start the engine “Kiss me, hug me but just...watch what you say alright?”
She nodded and for a time there was a bout of uncomfortable silence that was eventually broken by Ezraphel’s tentative question “are you angry?”
Stanley sighed “no, I just…don’t like attention much” he gripped the steering wheel tightly.
A delicate hand lay on top of his and he turned to see Ezraphel with an apologetic expression “Stanley, I am sorry I made you feel uncomfortable, I did not know”
“It’s cool, here” he attempted to give her the snickers.
She declined it “you can have it, I have more” then she dipped her hand into her cleavage and pulled out another candy bar.
Stanley mentally recoiled and drew his hand back slowly ‘what the fuck…?’
After a moment of trying to fathom what he just witnessed decided it wasn’t worth it and chewed on the snack while pulling out the parking lot.
As he bit into the candy bar Stanley spoke “of course you realize I have to punish you for your transgressions.”
This stopped the Lilim cold in her enjoyment of the chocolate, caramel and peanut blend.
“B-but you said it was ‘cool’ Stanley” she stuttered.
“Oh we’re cool on that last bit but you’ve been embarrassing me for the entire shopping trip ‘member?” she said with false cheerfulness “cause I ‘member.”
“But…but…” she continued to stutter.
“Hmm, for this, I think I’ll revoke your dick privileges for the rest of the month”
If there was a phrase for the expression on Ezraphel’s face right then it would have been: Enel Face.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”
And so it is said that a mysterious wail washed over the parking lot that day and set off several car alarms.
~To Be Continued~
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Akeno21
nice as always :)
