Chapter 76: Master and Servant Vice Versa…?

The bed dipped slightly as Evelina lay back first, utterly unbothered by the unfamiliarity of the space. She didn’t bother arranging herself properly, one leg bent, the other stretched out, arms folded behind her head as she stared up at the ceiling, as if she owned it.

I stood there for half a second longer than necessary.

“You’re not going to stand there all night, are you?” she asked lazily. “If you are, I’ll assume you’re planning to do something reckless again.”

“Is that really the only thing you think I care about?”

“Yes,” Evelina replied without hesitation.

Fair point.

I moved to the bed and lay down beside her after a change of clothes, keeping a respectful distance, at least for now. The mattress was softer than I remembered, probably because I rarely ever used it.

At least, this version of me did.

The room was quiet in a way that didn’t feel empty. Moonlight slipped through the window, casting pale lines across the ceiling and over Evelina’s hair, making the white strands glow faintly silver.

She turned her head slightly, crimson eyes drifting to me.

tap…

She placed a finger on my cheeks, a glow of her magic radiating from where it made contact.

“More fantasies?”

“I can’t really hide anything from you, can’t I?”

“Not like you mind.”

“You’re right.”

Evelina smirked, and after a moment, she shifted closer, not abruptly, not forcefully, just enough that our shoulders brushed.

Then she turned to her side, facing me fully. Close enough to see the small red blush in my face, and the small but obvious smile of contentment washing over me.

I was living the dream to say the least…

My dream.

“Let me give you a reward for being such a good servant~” she whispered, draping one leg over my waist, her closeness unhurried.

“Servant…?”

“You’d be happy with anything I call you; does it really matter?”

She didn’t stop there. She sat up, straddled my waist, and pinned me to the bed, her hair falling loose over her shoulder and a sultry look on her face.

Her eyes subtly glowed red as well, not because of magic, but because of the choker on her neck.

But unlike before, she now had full control over it, thanks to whatever she had done with the darkyte a few days prior.

[Demonic Transformation]

Horns suddenly grew out of her forehead, along with a tail with a heart-shaped tip on the end. It was clear her resonance with the succubus contract had reached its absolute zenith.

“Impressed—?” She suddenly stopped, her pupils glazing the moment her transformation was completed.

[Eye of the Profaned (Unique)]

– Demonic Dominion (Activated)

She couldn’t help but whimper the moment my eye activated on its own. Even though I started to forget about it, I’ve only used that ability once before.

I never expected it to activate today suddenly.

But…

“This is… odd.”

Evelina chuckled, her breathing growing more ragged as she started to feel the effects of the ability even more, but she didn’t hate it; she loved it, in fact.

“Are you okay?”

I sat upright, grabbing her by her waist, her body naturally responding to my touch as she let out a sigh of pleasure.

“And here I thought I was supposed to be the dominant one today…”

Evelina blinked, staring directly at me, her pupils actually starting to resemble those of hearts, a clear effect of her demonic transformation and my artifact’s ability.

“But… it wouldn’t hurt to switch dynamics now and then…?”

She leaned in closer, and without warning, bit into my neck hard enough that it drew blood.

“Right… master?”

Her teeth pierced skin.

Not deep enough to be fatal.

Not shallow enough to be playful.

Just enough.

A sharp sting bloomed at my neck, followed by warmth as blood welled, and Evelina shuddered against me as if she’d tapped directly into something forbidden. Her tail flicked once, twice, the heart-shaped tip trembling.

The room reacted.

The air thickened, pressure settling like an invisible weight as Demonic Dominion fully stabilised. Shadows pooled unnaturally along the corners of the walls, stretching toward the bed as if drawn by gravity.

“…Ah,” Evelina exhaled, her voice unsteady now. “Never thought I would crave the taste of blood…”

I didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, my hand slid up her spine, not to pull her closer, but to steady her. The moment my palm pressed between her shoulder blades, her body stiffened, then relaxed, as if instinctively recognising authority rather than resisting it.

That wasn’t normal.

Especially for someone so used to power like her.

“You bit me,” I said calmly.

Her new pointed ears twitched.

“Couldn’t help myself,” she replied, though the confidence in her tone wavered just slightly. “You didn’t warn me you have natural influence over demons…”

The glow in my eye intensified when she mentioned the last word.

Not hostile, not aggressive, but absolute.

The world narrowed, both from desire and alignment. Evelina froze mid-breath, pupils dilating further as the dominion effect reached her core, her succubus contract resonating violently with the authority pressing down on it.

“…So this is how it feels,” she murmured, voice hushed, reverent. “Being on the receiving end.”

I tilted my head, studying her body and reaction alike. The way her pride warred with fascination. The way her power didn’t diminish, but bent.

Carefully.

“Evelina,” I said, and the sound of her name alone made her inhale sharply. “Look at me.”

She did.

Immediately.

The realisation hit her a second later, and she laughed breathlessly, equal parts amused and unsettled.

“That’s unfair,” she said. “Is this how it feels… obeying commands from someone so naturally?”

She smirked, tracing a finger over the bite mark she’d left, watching it heal unnaturally fast.

“I don’t mind it at all…” She licked her lips. “If it came from you, at least.”

Then she caught herself, it wasn’t fun if she just gave herself like that without some bit of resistance.

It was more fun that way, both for her and me.

“But don’t get used to it, alright…?”

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