The air in Neko's room rippled as Lilith suddenly materialized in the center of the rug.
The Queen took a deep breath, her eyes instantly widening as a thick, almost palpable aura of desire washed over her. It was so intense that Lilith stood motionless for a moment, analyzing its structure.
He's only just reached Rank E, and already he's emitting such a dense aura... she thought, her golden eyes flashing with a predatory glint. I expected [Hunger for Closeness] to push him, but it hasn't even been two days and he's practically steaming with lust.
Her gaze fell upon Neko, who was sitting at the desk with his back to her, completely unaware of her presence.
The sight was hypnotic to Lilith. The boy's pink hair was disheveled, and his cat ears were flattened against his head in a gesture of peak frustration. His white, misty shirt was damp with sweat, clinging to his trembling back and revealing his pink chest with every heavy breath.
His short skirt had ridden up so high it exposed almost his entire thighs, which he pressed tightly against the edge of the chair, trying to suppress the pulsing in the cage between his legs.
Lilith felt a sudden spike in her pulse. She wanted to grab him by the scruff of the neck immediately and hurl him onto that luxury bed to see just how loud her little kitten could moan. She restrained herself, however, when she noticed what he was doing.
Neko, though moaning quietly under his breath and biting his lip until it bled to keep from losing control, was still tracing characters on the final sheet of paper.
My brave, diligent kitten... she whispered in her thoughts with a note of genuine pride. Even though he's burning from the inside, he's still finishing the task from Bovina.
She meant to step closer to brush his neck, but her foot suddenly caught on one of the shoes Neko had so joyfully kicked off earlier. The shoe skittered away with a dull thud, and Lilith's smile turned slightly crooked.
This kitten is both the greatest sweetness and a total nuisance, she thought, looking at the scattered footwear. Give him an inch, and he'll literally take a mile. He's barely felt a moment of freedom and he's already made such a mess.
She approached soundlessly, standing directly behind him. Neko suddenly froze. He smelled a scent he knew better than his own - a mixture of musk, royal perfume, and pure power. He groaned loudly, burying his face in his hands, still not turning around.
"Mistress Lilith... I beg you... return to me as soon as possible..." he murmured in a voice so piteous and full of desire that Lilith felt a shiver on her own skin. "I really can't take it anymore... please, help me, or I'll go mad..."
"Oh dear, I didn't expect my kitten to miss his Mistress quite this much," Lilith whispered directly into his ear.
Neko nearly jumped out of his skin. He bolted upright in the chair, the pen falling from his trembling hand. He looked behind him, seeing Lilith's golden eyes right next to his face.
"M-Mistress?! I... I only..." he started to stammer, a short, defenseless moan escaping his throat.
Before he could finish, Lilith, with a swift, commanding motion, grabbed him under the arms. She lifted him as if he weighed nothing and sat in his chair herself, brutally yet tenderly placing him on her lap.
Neko felt the hardness of her thigh and the chill of her royal robes beneath his rear, which made his breath stop almost completely. Lilith leaned over the desk, her long red hair brushing Neko's shoulder as she inspected the rows of purple characters on the parchment.
"Is my sweet kitten learning the alphabet?" she asked in a sweet, almost honeyed voice that sent a shiver through Neko.
The boy nodded hastily, feeling the warmth of her body against his back. He began to explain what he had learned in today's class, describing the phonetics, the structure of nouns, and the massive amount of work Bovina had assigned.
Lilith listened in silence, stroking his side with a slow motion, until finally a light, lustful smile bloomed on her lips.
"Her breasts are enormous, aren't they?" she asked suddenly, sliding her hand toward his chest.
Neko, though horribly embarrassed, nodded in affirmation. Lilith laughed softly and brought her lips close to his cat ear.
"Did you know that the milk you liked so much comes from her?" she whispered.
To her surprise, Neko didn't flinch in surprise. He merely nodded again. "I know... Mistress Bovina told me herself. I was shocked when I heard it," he admitted quietly.
Lilith narrowed her eyes. She hadn't expected the two of them to break the ice so quickly and start discussing such intimate details.
"I see you two became 'friends' very quickly," she noted with a hint of coldness in her voice. "Do you like her as your teacher? Or perhaps I should find you someone else, since she distracts you so much with her charms?"
Neko froze, and pure terror appeared in his eyes. The vision of losing Bovina - the only person who had shown him genuine warmth and patience - was unbearable.
"No! Please, don't do that, Mistress!" he began to panicky defend the Matron. "Mistress Bovina is the best teacher I could have dreamed of! She explains things so well and... and thanks to her, I actually understand all these signs!"
Lilith felt a prickle of irrational irritation. Hearing her own "toy" praise another woman with such passion made her Demon King pride suffer.
"So you like her?" she asked dryly.
"Yes, she is very kind to me," Neko replied, not sensing the rising tension. "You can really see she wants to help me learn and cares about my progress."
Lilith nodded, though she was seething inside. She knew perfectly well that Bovina was a treasure - her skills in accelerating learning and improving focus were legendary, and her sincere character made her a pillar of stability in the castle.
Lilith was glad to have someone like her in her ranks... but hearing these praises about another woman from Neko's lips was intolerable.
Neko looked at Lilith hopefully, counting on her approval, but the Queen merely snorted contemptuously.
"Since you like your Bovina so much, perhaps you should go to her now and ask for help with this 'problem' that's making you bulge so much?" she threw out humiliatingly, pointing at his tensed cage.
Neko felt the blood drain from his face.
Dammit... I blew it completely! he thought, mentally slapping himself. How could I be so stupid? Praising another woman right to the Demon Queen's face?
He realized that his brain, in a state of permanent arousal triggered by [Hunger for Closeness], had simply stopped working logically. He looked at Lilith out of the corner of his eye, feeling almost in disbelief. Even one of the most powerful beings in the world, the Demon King herself, was not free from ordinary, feminine jealousy.
Lilith, giving him no time for apologies, shoved the bone pen into his hand and pressed tighter against his back, nearly pinning him to the desktop.
"You still have a third of the page to fill," she announced in an icy tone. "Write. Now."
Neko, slightly sad and scolded, nodded and again pressed the bone pen to the parchment, but every line now seemed like a challenge beyond his strength.
The softness of Lilith's breasts, which he felt on his back with her every breath, sent waves of electrifying shivers straight to his brain. Every few moments, an involuntary, muffled groan escaped his throat as Lilith's hand mercilessly squeezed his left breast, exploring its shape through the thin, sweat-dampened shirt.
Lilith watched his progress in silence, her golden eyes glowing in the room's twilight. Feeling Neko's swollen tissue beneath her fingers, she smiled to herself.
It's finally starting to resemble a woman's breast, she thought, running her thumb over his nipple. They're still definitely too small for me to fully play with, but they'll have to do for now.
Suddenly, as Neko was halfway through tracing a complex swirl, Lilith tightened her grip significantly.
"Aah!" Neko moaned loudly, and his hand jerked, leaving a large, black ink blot on the paper instead of an elegant sign.
Lilith, seeing the ruined page, merely knit her brows slightly and carelessly snapped the fingers of her other hand. In a fraction of a second, the fresh ink evaporated from the parchment, leaving the paper flawlessly clean.
"Write it again," she said in a cold, commanding voice. "Correctled this time, Kitty."
Neko looked at her out of the corner of his eye, his head burning with unspoken words.
How the hell am I supposed to write it correctly when you keep squeezing my breast, you pervert?! he raged internally, feeling his pride fighting its final battle against his desire.
However, on the outside, under the influence of her powerful aura and his own class, he merely nodded obediently. He bit his lip and, with a shaking hand, tried to replicate the symbol once more.
Lilith smiled, seeing this boundless obedience, but after a moment she sighed, and her gaze became more analytical.
Strange... My [Halo of Ethereal Transfiguration] spell should be forcing changes in his body after every orgasm, steering him toward femininity. Meanwhile, it seems this process primarily activates during Rank UPS, she considered while squeezing his breast, feeling irritation at her own limitations. I still lack full control over Ethereal Transfiguration type magic... It's annoying.
She looked at his neck, then lower, to the spot where the metal cage was hidden beneath the skirt.
I really wanted to fuck his new pussy as soon as possible... but it looks like I'll have to settle for his little clit for a while.
With that thought, a truly malicious, predatory smile appeared on her face. She slowly slid her hand from beneath his arm and tucked it under the material of his skirt until her fingers brushed the cold metal of the cage that imprisoned his pulsing desire.
"Since your writing is so sluggish..." she whispered directly into his ear, her breath scorching his skin, "...I think we can start playing a bit more intensely."