Summary: Priestess Midoriko couldn't ignore Kirinmaru's dark and seductive presence, which filled her with forbidden desire. She knew that it was wrong, that she should not allow herself to feel this way, but she could not help it.
In a distant land, there was a beautiful priestess who devoted herself to the worship of her deity. Priestess Midoriko was known for her wisdom and her kind heart, and many people sought her counsel.
One day, the priestess received a message from a mysterious stranger. The message was written in a language that she did not understand, but there was something about it that made her heart race. Despite the warnings of her friends and colleagues, the priestess felt drawn to this stranger and decided to meet with them in secret.
She traveled to a secluded spot in the forest, where she found a dark figure waiting for her. It was Kirinmaru, the Lord of the Eastern Lands, a being of great power and malevolence.
The demon stepped out of the shadows; his emerald eyes glowed with a sinister light. Despite the fear that coursed through her veins, Midoriko stood tall and faced the demon with courage and determination.
"Why do you want to see me, Kirinmaru?" the priestess asked, her voice filled with suspicion and distrust. The air was heavy with the scent of exotic flowers and the distant rumble of thunder echoed across the landscape. “Why did you send me this letter?”
The demon chuckled, a wicked sound that sent shivers down the priestess' spine. "Why, my lady, I just want to see you because I find you interesting. You are strong, despite being a mere mortal, and I find that intriguing."
The priestess narrowed her eyes. "We are enemies, and I don’t trust you."
"But enemies can also be allies," Kirinmaru replied, his eyes glinting with mischief. "We both have our own agendas, and I believe that if we work together, we could achieve great things."
The priestess shook her head. "I will never ally myself with you. You are a creature of darkness, and I will never turn back on my beliefs and my duty to protect humanity."
The demon sighed, a hint of disappointment in his eyes. "I had hoped you would see things differently, my lady. But I understand. Duty is a powerful force, and it can drive even the strongest of us to do things we might not normally do. But do not forget that strength comes in many forms. Do not underestimate me, for I am more powerful than you can possibly imagine."
With those words, Midoriko knew that the Beast King was right - strength came in many forms, and she could not underestimate him. But she also knew that she could not let herself be swayed by his words. She had a duty to protect humanity, and she would do whatever it took to fulfill that duty, even if it meant standing against the powerful demon.
The priestess fixed her gaze on Kirinmaru's eyes; her expression grim. "Why do you hate humans so much?" she asked, her voice cold.
The demon cocked his head to the side, a sly smile spreading across his face. "Why, because I am a creature of the darkness," he replied, his voice smooth and dripping with malice. "Humans fear what they do not understand, and they do not understand me."
Midoriko shook her head, turning to leave. " A person like you is nothing but selfish and manipulative, always seeking to satisfy your own desires without regard for the consequences," she said, her voice firm.
But before she could take more than a few steps, Kirinmaru reached out and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her close. "Ah, but you are not like other humans, are you?" he whispered, his hot breath against her ear. "You are a priestess, a chosen one. And I can sense the power within you, begging to be released."
Midoriko struggled against him, but the demon's grip was like iron. "Let me go," she demanded, her voice barely above a whisper.
But Kirinmaru only chuckled, and then, to her shock and surprise, he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers in a fierce, possessive kiss.
At first, Midoriko was stunned and unable to move. But then, as Kirinmaru’s kiss deepened and his tongue slipped into her mouth, she felt a strange, unfamiliar heat begin to stir within her. She hesitated for a moment, torn between her revulsion and her growing desire.
Her body still trembling as she struggled to resist the forbidden feelings that threatened to consume her. As a servant of the gods, she had taken a vow of chastity, promising to never allow herself to be touched by another being. It was her duty to remain chaste and pure, to devote her life to the gods and to the service of her people. She was not allowed to love or to be loved, and she had accepted this sacrifice as part of her calling.
But despite her vows, she couldn't deny the feelings that stirred within her.
Finally, with a low moan, she surrendered to the demon's embrace. Her arms slowly wrapped around his neck as she passionately kissed him back which surprised even herself. Despite her reservations, she allowed herself to feel what she truly felt at that moment, her fingers tangling in his bulbous, long red hair as she surrendered to the kiss.
Returning his kiss with a fierce hunger of her own…
Their lips moved in perfect sync, their bodies perfectly in tune with each other as they lost themselves in the moment. It was as if the rest of the world had melted away, leaving them alone in their own little bubble of desire. Midoriko had given in to her desires, surrendering to the longing that had burned within her for so long, and Kirinmaru had responded with a passion that set her soul ablaze.
But as the kiss deepened and their bodies pressed together, the priestess suddenly froze. She could feel the demon's hand on her chest, his fingers tracing the contours of her body, and she was overwhelmed with a rush of nervous desire. She had never felt like this before, and she was terrified by the depth of her own emotions.
She pulled back from the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps as she struggled to compose herself. "W-We need to stop. We can't be together like this,” she said, her voice trembling with fear and confusion.
The Beast King chuckled with satisfaction, he traced the curves of Midoriko's body with his finger, his touch gentle and loving as he explored her soft skin. They had just shared a kiss, a forbidden and passionate embrace that had left them both breathless and longing for more. "I knew you were not like the others," he whispered, his lips against her ear. "You are strong, brave, and full of untapped potential. And together, we can rule the underworld, as king and queen."
The priestess shuddered at his words, her heart aching with a deep and forbidden desire. She knew she was playing with fire, but then again, she couldn't help herself. She was drawn to the demon king, even though she knew she should run from him.
The demon's finger began to move lower, caressing the priestess' stomach and then moving down to the waistband of her robe. Midoriko gasped as he touched her, her body arching up to meet his touch, her lips parted in a soft moan of pleasure.
And then, with a gentle push, the demon slipped his hand beneath Midoriko’s robe, his fingers sliding across her bare skin as Kirinmaru explored the contours of her body. She moaned softly, her breath coming in short gasps as she surrendered to the demon's touch, her body alive with desire and need.
The demon looked down at the priestess, his eyes filled with tenderness as he gazed upon her beautiful face. And as he traced the curves of her body, he knew that he would always have her, no matter what the world might say or do. She was his, and he was hers, and nothing could ever change that.