Son of the Hero King-Chapter 419: CH 385:BIG

Hearing his words, Pandora shivered slightly with an odd blend of anxiety and excitement.

It was the first time a man had dared to talk to her so frivolously as Sol was currently doing. Even Mars had been very respectful to her despite her continued nonstop advances toward him.

After all, while she was a succubus, she was first and foremost a Blessed as well as a powerful warrior of the King rank. Her power over dreams was enough to make people kill themselves by making them dream as if they were drowning or some other self-harming dream if she so wished, so men generally steered clear of her path.

Affecting reality through illusions. This was why the Succubi at the highest level, the Nightmares, were feared and this was why the Nightmare Queen of the olden times was such a dangerous individual.

Pandora chuckled nervously, trying to throw Sol off…

"Surely you jest. I did not think that you would be interested in an old lady like me."

"Heh…" Sol chortled after hearing her words. The mirth evident in his eyes made Pandora feel further uneasiness.

"I don't know how old you are, but trust me." He grinned toothily as he spoke out his next set of words, "You aren't old enough for me to worry about."

He had made love with beings like Nent and Kiyohime who were literally tens of thousands of years old.

Pandora was at the very least in her thirties and at most in her hundreds.

Compared to truly old maids like those in the divine realm, this was nothing in his opinion.

Seeing that this counter was rejected so seamlessly by the boy, Pandora was left speechless once again. Sol had once again refreshed her cognition of what it really meant to be utterly shameless.

But, thinking about it, rather than giving him one of her daughters without even asking for their opinions, she could just sacrifice herself for their own good. His offer was quite lucrative in its own twisted way.

"I… Do you just want my body?"

Sol tilted his head in confusion before speaking out, "Well, making love with the succubus queen would truly be interesting but I was thinking of something along the lines of a sham marriage with you. This would have given me legitimacy without hurting your daughters. Or something along those lines…"

"Oh…ooooh."

Pandora slowly realized what he was thinking when he said those words and when she understood that she had misunderstood what he meant earlier, her face became entirely red, similar to the color of a ripe tomato.

The shame was simply too much for her poor heart and she wished she could find a hole she could bury herself in right this instant.

"Then…"

"Well, this was initially my plan. But now that I know you don't mind making love to me then I have no reason to go for something less binding now."

Sol grinned. It had been a long time since he saw someone that was so fun and easy to tease. She was such a pushover that Sol was having a lot of fun just messing with her.

Camelia was one thing, but she did not show this innocent and naive side to him. As for Nefertiti, no matter what he did, she would simply accept it with a smile on her face. Even if someday he were to drive a heart at her stake, her response would probably be the same. So he felt sorry if he teased her too much.

Pandora though was just the perfect person. He wondered if this was really her true personality or if she had lost herself in the <<Acting>> trait of the succubi.

After all, as the queen of the succubi, he doubted she was such an innocent person. He decided to play along with her for a while.

Hooking up with Pandora had too many useful points for him to pass up. “So, what shall we do? Should we seal our alliance, right now?”

Pandora gulped but outwardly, she showed no nervousness on her face. Succubi were the best at giving pleasure to their partners and targets. Surely, she had nothing to fear, right? She was absolutely certain that she could completely handle one young boy.

No matter how experienced he was, his experience would not be too large.

A seductive smile formed on her face as she stood up and looked at Sol. In her current form, she stood almost as tall as Sol. She had a toned body and she was wearing a simple short skirt that emphasized her hips and a tight shirt that outlined her perky breasts.

‘Oh?’

Sol’s eyebrows shot up at Pandora’s sudden display of boldness. He had no desire to force anyone for sexual favors. He was already ready to back off if she had shown any desire for him to stop or any reluctance on her face. But it seemed that he was just thinking too much about this matter.

He was not against a casual fling with a beautiful woman. His relationship with Persephone was not far from this, after all.

“So, will you keep this appearance even now?”

Pandora hesitated after hearing his words. Coming this far, there was indeed no need to keep this appearance of her daughter. It would also be insulting for Anastasia if she were to keep this form while doing something so shameless with the prince of Lustburg.

Light bloomed and Pandora’s body became a few centimeters shorter as she transformed into her original self. Once the light vanished, the true Pandora was now clearly revealed in front of his eyes.

She had the common features of blue eyes and golden hair of all Blessed had but this was as far as the similarities between them went. She had a glamorous body, one that was in no way inferior to the likes of Lilith and Milia. A toned and hourglass figure to just die for.

A small heart-shaped tail swung lazily behind her, beneath her skirt while horns grew on her head. In a way, she matched well with Sol’s current appearance. Something that did not escape his notice.

Sol brought his hand to her hair and slowly caressed her protruding horns and head, “I like this current appearance much more.”

“Heh, is that so?”

Pandora chuckled. She was feeling quite defenseless at this moment. As if a layer of armor had been stripped off of her after the deactivation of her disguise. But she showed none of it as she placed her hands on his chest and asked with upturned eyes.

“So, what will you do now?”

“It’s pretty evident at this point, right?”

He brought his hand out to wrap them around her hips with a tight grip and lifted her up before kissing her full lips hungrily.

Pandora opened her eyes wide at how direct he was but remembering the teaching she received, she did her best to not fall behind him in both technique and passion. Even though she was using her true appearance, she simply had to <<Act>> like one of her teachers. Overriding personalities and reactions was child’s play to succubi at her level.

The two of them went at it full throttle, nibbling each other lips and smothering each other’s tongues.

Pandora’s tail swished behind her with more speed the more excited she became and unconsciously began to release her pheromones in the room.

A sweet scent bloomed in the air and Sol began to want her even more.

“Haha, you are quite the naughty boy, aren’t you?”

Pandora chuckled once their lips separated and wrapped his waist with her legs before trying to nibble on his collarbone. Sol smiled as he stopped her action and placed her back on the chair. He had enough sex with Skuld and Kiyohime and some of their ticks were unconsciously engraved in his mind already.

Like how they would only leave their collarbones open to a trusted mate. For Sol, Pandora was just a sexual partner, a casual fling, and someone with whom he was forging an alliance. But she was also Invidia’s Blessed. He had no reason to trust her fully just yet.

Once Pandora was back on the chair, as Sol stood in front of her, she found herself at eye level with his swelling crotch.

“Oh my, should I work on that I wonder?”

Her full lips stretched into a coquettish smile as she began to pull down Sol’s pants. She was still fully immersed in the acting of the personality of her teacher as it was the only way for her to be so calm.

But when Sol’s pant was fully lowered down–

*Smack*

She looked incredulously at the thing that was supposed to enter her after it lightly slapped her face and gulped down in a mixture of fear that she was feeling herself and excitement that was coming in her mind because of the person she was emulating.

‘Is it too late to back off?’

She might have bitten more than she could chew by playing with the prince.