The Infernal Brothel: Prologue

A Devil meets an Incubi

Berun, he would find, was rather pleasant this time of the year. While the night was rather chilly, the mood was one of cheers and merriment. Sure, there were whispers and talks on the war raging on, yet people still found to have a little fun. Be it with some friends or alone, the bottle or perhaps the arms of a lover, everyone had a vice and someone was always willing to indulge such desire for a price.

Glancing up from his book, he watched as a couple of off duty soldiers, or perhaps some brave fools who snuck out, laughing in the arms of a couple of ladies as they passed by. With how their hands wandered and how eager their partners were, they were certainly having a good time. While rather overt for his taste, with their low cut dress and their heavy, he couldn't judge much. After all, he was one of them.

WIth his tail flicking behind him, he gazed up as a female soldier passed by, their eyes catching for a moment. Offering them a coy smile, he saw the naked lust behind their flushed gaze, yet his excitement would quickly be replaced with disappointment as someone called to them. With a pained look, she turned away, joining a group who were quick to tease the girl.

She was cute with her button nose and that innocent farm girl look, but she was just one of many potential customers he might have. Yes, he offered his love to any willing to pay for his attention, but he wasn't by choice.

Turning his attention back to his book and running his clawed fingers across its weathered velum pages, he read, "An Incubus or Succubus bound to the Infernal Brothel cannot leave its premises."

He was cursed to be one, transformed into an infernal being of desire. He raged at first of course, having been ripped from the comfort of his home and tossed across time and space, but after he had calmed down, he found his looks rather appealing.

Perhaps it was rather vain of him, but being transformed into an Incubi wasn't half bad. He had a pair of impressive horns, a cute set of wings, and a prehensile tail that was fun to play with, if a bit sensitive, and that's not even getting to his new looks and everything else that came with it. He had been transformed body and soul to something more appealing, more predatory.

Breathing in the scent of the Red Light District, he felt a shiver as the pit at the bottom of his stomach was satiated temporarily. There were downsides, but it was manageable. Now, if only he didn't have to deal with a certain little rule. Still, there was a way out of this little mess he found himself in.

Tracing down the page, he whispered, "Only those daemons that had gathered enough power can leave this servitude enforced upon their twisted souls."

It seems that he had to work for it. While he could hazard a guess on how he could do so, the book that came with the brothel was kind enough to answer it for him. "If a daemon wishes to gain power, a daemon must seek those with great souls," He continued, "It is only in the active pursuit of their affection can one grow."

If he wanted to get out, he had to work for it. Thankfully, the curse was rather generous on what counted as affection. "Love, lust, or even mere friendship, whatever means a daemon must take matters not, only that is meaningful to either party," The book explained.

With how the rules were set, he could have taken a route that was less carnal, but he had desires and needs. Any other route and he might have starved himself. Now the only problem was finding a great soul and that proved rather difficult given how he was tied to a brothel.

Why not just destroy this brothel and be free from the binding? He would have done so if the curse didn't account for that already. "As the Daemon is bound to the Infernal Brothel, so is the Brothel bound to the Daemon," He muttered as he read the last and final rule, "One is the reflection of the other. Take care of it."

He snorted as he flipped the pages. He knew a warning when he read one, and that one was clear enough. Mercifully, these were the only rules he had to deal with. Oh there, there were others, but those were merely there to tie out any loopholes and make sure he couldn't weasel his way out. Not a surprise given the infernal nature of this deal.

With those rules set, he found himself stuck running a Brothel of all things with himself as the only employee. How was he supposed to find a customer with a great soul if he can't search for them? It's not like he'll stumble upon an important person by simply being in an important city, right? How would he even know what to look for?

"Excuse me," A young feminine voice called out, snapping him out of his musing, "Are you available?" Looking up, he found himself gazing deep into those striking blue eyes. Framed by those golden locks, she almost looked doll-like. Who was this girl?

For a moment, he found himself tongue tied, unable to reply, that was until he recognized her. Despite the oversized coat she wore and thick scarf she had wrapped around her face, she was a woman she couldn't forget.

To some, she was an angel of victory, a goddess of battle able to overcome all that stood before. To others, she was a demon, a monster from the deepest depths of the Empire. He knew who she was for there was only one woman like her and her name was Tanya von Degurechaff.

"Well?" The woman frowned, making him gulp nervously. "We don't have all night. Are you free or not?" She asked tersely.

-x-x-x-

Tanya felt cold sweat drip down her brow as the boy stared wide eyed at her. Did she come in too strongly? "Well," She gritted out, powering through the unsettling feeling rising up her chest, "We don't have all night. Are you free or not?"

She definitely came in too strong! The boy looked just about ready to bolt. Curse her superior officer for putting her through this! Yes, she admitted to being stressed, and yes she was happy to be pulled out of the front, but why did the man suggest she visit Kurfürstenstrasse! It simply doesn't make sense!

She wasn't old enough to drink, much less hire a prostitute. What did the man expect her to do here? The bars were horrible and the crowd far too rowdy for her taste. All there is to do here was indulge in the carnal pleasures the street famously offers. She could already see Being X's fingerprint all over this.

Clearly the bastard had something planned for her. He was definitely trying to humiliate her, to have her turn from such an obvious bait, and rise to his perceived moral high ground. Unfortunately for him, he miscalculated. Not only was she going to get laid and impress her commanding officer, but she was going to enjoy it as well!

Doing her best to hide her features, she plied the streets, searching for a boy that interested her. While prostitution wasn't quite illegal and was not seen too kindly, it was not illegal, and the street was proof of it. It was here countless men and women offered their love for a few coins. The oldest profession did not discriminate. So long as one had money, there was someone for her.

The girls, while appealing, didn't arouse her interest. The men, while arousing her interest, did not look interested in her. She was a bit young after all. Unable to bring herself to enter some of the establishment, she was forced to wander around, trying to figure out a believable lie to tell her superior officer, until she saw him.

There, sitting by a strange door in the mouth of the alley, was this strange boy sporting horns and a forked tail. While outwardly demonic, the boy looked angelic, sporting wide expressive purple eyes and a mane of soft white hair. With his soft features and pouty lips, she almost mistook him for a woman. He looked as if he was taken from one of her old shoujo mangas.

He was a bit strange wearing such a get up, but it only made him more exotic and appealing. How a boy so beautiful found himself here was beyond her, but she had seen the looks he gave that soldier and she felt shivers run up her spine. She needed his service, if only to satisfy her superiors orders, yet it looked like she was going to lose her chance by coming off as too hostile and intimidating.

She could feel her face burning as she stood there. As she braced for the rejection, she found the boy smiling up at her. She felt a thrill run down her spine as she felt a sudden shift in the air. As he stood up, she gulped as the boy reached out and planted a kiss on the back of her hands.

"My apologies, miss," He replied, "I was merely taken by surprise by your beautiful eyes." It was a lie, she knew it, but she wanted it to be true. As his smile widened, he added, "But if it's my companionship you seek, I wouldn't mind spending the night with you."

She opened her mouth, trying to reply, but she would find no words as her cheeks flushed red. This was not how she planned things! She was supposed to just buy his service and be done with it, not be charmed by this demon.

"No, calm down Tanya, this is merely sales talk," She reminded herself as she breathed in deeply, "He's merely trying to put you at ease and build a pleasant rapport for future rendezvous." This was a transaction, nothing more, even if it was for his attention. She had nothing to be nervous about, it was just sex… and this was her first time.

"Very well then," She replied, her heart beating and threatening to leap out of her chest, "I shall pay you after the service is rendered."

The boy blinked before chuckling, making her cheeks burn even more. "Quite direct aren't we?" He teased as he pulled her along, guiding her to the door inside the alley, "I like that." As her knees grew weak, he asked, "How about we cut to the chase and take this somewhere more private?"

This was it, there was no backing out. Nodding stiffly, she watched as the door before her opened up to a cozy room when there shouldn't be anything behind it. She could hear the back of her mind screaming, yet a part of her wanted to know how this would all go down. She could always fight back.

Following the boy in, she found herself no longer standing in a dank and dirty alley, but a lived in and cozy room. While not luxurious, it suited her purpose well enough. As the boy took off his coat, exposing a set of wings behind his back as well. They looked so real, were they magical implants of sorts?

"I'd like to apologize in advance for any inconvenience," The boy said with an apologetic smile as he rubbed the back of his head, "This is my first time doing something like this, believe it or not."

Blinking, she nodded, "It's alright." That probably explained his shy demeanor at first. She was lucky she found someone in the same boat as her. "It's my first time as well-!" She replied before biting her tongue for her little slip up.

With cheeks flushed, she watched as the boy covered his lips and chuckled. Walking over, he reached up, before cupping her cheeks. Despite being on the shorter end, the boy still towered over her. It irked her to no end, yet she still found herself leaning against his touch.

"Now now, no need to be shy," He purred before his hands slipped down, making her breath as he pulled away her coat and sliding it off her shoulders, "I'll go easy on you." Finding herself pulled to the bed, she plopped down before finding the boy atop her.

As he topped her and a feeling of warmth filled her core, he whispered, "All you need to do is lean back and enjoy the show." It was all happening so fast. She wanted to scream, but her desires overwhelmed as he slid down and knelt before her while she laid there.

Grabbing his head, she stammered, "W-we haven't discussed the matter of payment!" They only agreed to a transaction, but he's already getting down with her. She didn't want to create false expectations. They needed to hammer out details, but all such thoughts went out the window when she felt her belt unbuckle before he pulled down.

Exposed to the cool air, she let out a surprised squeak, one she clamped down on as she covered her mouth. She didn't even know she could make such a sound. Covering her face, she trembled as he felt his hands on her slender thighs.

"Let's worry about that later," He whispered as he planted a kiss inside her thighs, "Right now, all that matters is you." As his hands slid up her thighs and hooked inside the hem of her underwear, he chuckled, "Cute."

She let out a keening whistle of a cry as she felt blood rushing up her face. She was a veteran that had fought in the thick of it all, a hardened killer of men, and yet here she was, turned into putty at a mere tease. It felt humiliating and yet she couldn't help but feel her heart flutter at the merest touch.

"Breathe," He instructed as he pulled, sliding her panties down her legs, "Relax." She had thought she had long since lost her shame after years of bathing with her soldiers, yet there was something different, something more intimate with the way she was now exposed. Still, she hadn't lost her nerves, not yet at least.

With a shaky nod, she whimpered as she felt his breath against her crotch. She could feel her heart race in anticipation as his lips brushed against her slit. Was he going to do it? She had read enough manga as a teen to know what to expect, but nothing could have prepared her as she felt his tongue run against her slit.

"Ahnn~" Seizing up, she let out a lurid moan as his long slender tongue slid inside her. "You lying son of a bitch!" She screamed inside her head as she tried to hold back her voice, but it would prove to be a losing battle. Biting her lips, she felt him explore every inch of her, showing her pleasures she couldn't even have dreamed off.

She could feel every inch of his tongue as it coiled inside her, stretching her and teasing her as he slid in deeply. With his hands holding down, she screamed, her hips bucking at the feeling of her rough tongue coiling inside her. She never knew a tongue could feel so good.

Crying, she clawed at the bed, her body seizing as his tongue lapped against her clit. As he played with her, pushing every button she had, she felt the pressure building up. She could feel it mounting, her mind slowly overwhelmed with all these new sensations. Her body pushed to greater heights like never before until she felt it; release.

With a scream, she seized up and gushed all over. She could feel every nerve in her body ablaze as the pleasure spread out, rippling across her tiny frame. This feeling, her first true orgasm, was unlike anything she felt before. Neither the rush of the combat spell, nor that disgusting euphoria she felt every time she prayed to the Type 95 could compare.

This wasn't forced on to her by an unfeeling monster, nor was this an artificial high that frayed her senses, this was something more; something purer. "I… I think I just cum," She whispered breathlessly as she stared up unseeing. Even now, she could feel it reverberating to the very tips of her fingers.

"Amazing isn't it?" The boy chuckled as he got on the bed and straddled. Peeling his shirt off and revealing his bare chest, he grinned, "But that's enough of that for now. I don't want to spoil the main course."

"W-wait what?" For a moment, she stared in incomprehension at the boy, before a dawning sense of realization as she stared at the bulge between his legs. "O-oh," Drooling, she watched his hands trailed down his toned stomach before resting on her belt, his slender hands already unbuckling them before he paused.

"Perhaps a bit much?" He asked, his voice uncertain as he gazed down on her, "If you wish, we continue where we left off." As he gazed down at her with those innocent eyes, and seeing how this chance was slipping from her grasp, Tanya felt panic overwhelm her.

Without thinking, she blurted out, "N-no!" Catching herself, she cleared her throat, "P-please, continue." Turning away from the boy, she scolded herself. She wasn't some virgin schoolgirl, she had experienced this before… but not in this body. She never realized just how sensitive she was until this boy showed her.

Grinning, the boy replied, "If you wish." Gulping, she watched as the boy pulled down. With a gasp, she gaped at the monster that had been hidden from her.

It was big, far bigger than even those of her soldiers and far thicker. Compared to his features, it looked so obscene. She could feel her stomach twisting into knots as he slid in between her legs and spread them wide. As he rested his length against her stomach, she swallowed thickly.

"How was this going to fit her?" She thought as a whimper escaped her lips, "It's too big!" She had long since accepted that she was going to stay small and may one day have to deal with a bigger partner, but this was absurd! Compared to her, his cock might as well as be her fist; A fist that would fill her up.

As he mounted her, his hands grabbing his length and guiding against her folds, she started having second thoughts. This was going to kill her. She needed to back away now, but her body betrayed her. Freezing, she laid there unmoving as pressed himself against her.

"Let's make this special, shall we?" He breathed out as he pushed against her, she clenched her eyes shut. Holding on to him, she whimpered, bracing herself for the pain. She can do this. Steadying her breath, she moaned as his cock pressed against her slit, slowly stretching her out.

Prodding her, the boy teased her, denying her of her price. Unable to take it, she screamed, "D-do it!" She can't take this anymore. She needed it now! Before she could blink, she felt a certain fullness before pleasure rocked her very core, "Ah!"

She expected pain, but nothing could have prepared her for the pleasure that followed. As his cock slammed into her core, she saw stars. Moaning, she squeezed down, feeling her stretch past her limits. She could feel every inch of it as he pressed against her womb and her body overwhelmed with such pain and pleasure.

So intertwined were the two feelings that she couldn't distinguish it anymore. Was she feeling pleasure from her body being split apart or was she screaming from the pain of her first time, she didn't know. What she knew was that she needed more.

With her hips bucking, they started to move. Her screams fill the air along with the wet sound of flesh against flesh. Again and again, she felt him fill her. His cock stretched her as he slammed inside her. Biting down on her lips, she struggled to hold back her moans.

How could she have been rendered so helpless, her body moving on its own volition. Her hips met his as she grinded against him. Reaching down, she felt his shape against her stomach. She could feel reach deeper, rubbing against spots she didn't know she had.

She never felt so full before. Feeling her against her core, she felt herself squeeze down, her body desperately trying to hold him in. It was all too much. She could feel her mind slipping, her thoughts but a garbled mess as he used her and fucked her to submission.

Unable to hold on any longer, she let out a scream, her back arching as she cum again. Gushing, she thought it was finally over, but her lover wouldn't stop. His hips plowing away as he shifted. As he got atop her, she tried to push her away, yet her body would betray her, "Wait, oh! Oh! Ahhhnn!~"

Forced to her stomach, she was made to take it all. Held up by her hips, she was left helpless as he fucked her. "Please! Fuck, oh fuck!" She tried begging, but all that came out of her lips were wordless screams as he made her cum again and again.

With his arms around her and his lips pressed against her neck, she moaned like some of her. She, the Ardent, the Aces of Aces, reduced to a mewling bitch in heat. Feeling her lover's lips against her however, she decided that none of it mattered. The war, her status, Being X, none of it mattered as she drowned herself in pleasure.

As she surrendered herself, she felt him pick up his pace. She could feel him thrusting harder, hilting his cock inside with each bed shaking trust. Biting down on the sheets, she cried out happily, loving the animalistic intensity. Feeling her slam in deep, she seized up, cumming harder, squeezing down as she felt his cock bulge inside her, "Yesss~

With a hiss, he suddenly pulled out, making her cry out in surprise as she felt something warm and sticky covering her chest. Turning over, she opened her mouth as cum poured out of his cock. Groaning, he held his cock as he painted her with his cum. Her face, her lips, her body and even her hair was covered with this sweet addictive nectar.

As she laid there, breathing in the heady scent of their mixed orgasm, she wondered if she had died. She couldn't feel her legs anymore, much less move them. Even now, she could feel the aftershocks of her orgasms, her body quivering as a pleasant tingle spread down below.

Reaching up, she wiped at her face before asking groggily, "W-why did you pull out?" All this cum and not a single drop of it was inside her. "Such a waste," She mumbled before she pressed her palm against her lips, tasting the nectar that had been denied of her. It tasted like cinnamon.

As she licked her hands clean, she heard the boy chuckle. "I didn't want to get you to get pregnant silly," He answered before he got on top of her, pinning her down on the bed as he teased her sore cunt with his still rock hard cock. Kissing her on the cheeks, he smiled, "Now, ready for round two?"

Eyes widened, she tried to push him off, but it was far too late. "W-wait, nnnn-Ahh!~" Her protest would be all but drowned by her moans he fucked her again. She lost count of how many times she orgasmed by the third round and all consciousness by the sixth.

The last thing she could remember as he cum again was wondering if a woman could ever get addicted to a cock because she could think off as she slipped into the darkness was how much she wanted to taste his.

-x-x-x-

Leaning against the headboard of his bed, he sat there, watching the tiny terror passed out as she laid in his bed. Seeing her there naked, and absolutely covered with his cum, nearly got his cock to rise back up. Fortunately, it seemed that even his new body had its limits.

Reaching down and stroking her hair, he chuckled, "Cute." Despite his initial fears for little miss psychopath over here, once they were in bed, he realized just how helpless she was in the matter of sex. Seeing the gentle rise of her chest however, he whispered, "Though I might have overdone it."

He might have gotten too carried away as his body moved on its own. He knew that those with great souls were something else, but nothing could have prepared him for the rush. Patting his stomach, he let out a satisfied sigh. It felt like he had a five course meal from a Michelin restaurant on top of the mind blowing sex.

"Oh well," He shrugged, pulling his blanket over her resting form, "I'll just apologize to her in the morning." She did ask for his service. He simply gave it his all.

Standing up, he stretched, feeling his wings flutter behind him. Picking up their clothes, he smiled as he remembered her sweet cries. It was quite adorable how she moaned, making him almost forgot how hilariously dangerous it was to fuck her, almost.

Glancing at the nightstand, he stared at her side arm and that cursed Computation Orb. One wrong move when he was stripping her and he might have been splattered across the wall. Perhaps it was a bad idea to have fucked her this hard knowing that she might react horribly tommorow, but right now he couldn't care less.

He had just fucked Tanya and he was simply taking his win. After setting her clothes aside to a nearby chair, he returned to his bed and slipped under the cover. Pressing her back against his bare chest, he closed his eyes and sighed.

It felt sticky and he probably ruined his sheets, but he couldn't resist it. He'll just clean up tomorrow. Right now, all he wanted to do was rest. As he slowly slipped into unconsciousness, the last thing he thought was how amazingly soft her hair was.

A/N:

Ok, I definitely went overboard with this Birthday Gift to myself. I only intended to write 2.5k words at most, but as you can see, we're sitting at 4.4k words... I just needed to get this out of my system ok :V. Also, it's been ages since I last made lewds and I've been aching to write one cause none of my fics is there yet for Lewds.

Oh yeah, I had my birthday this last Feb 3... suprise? Heh... I forgot to tell you guys. Anyways, enjoy the lewds and this new idea!

Here's the sheet for the Infernal Brothel btw. It's a Celestial Forge derivative that I wish to develop more in the future. If we go with 1 point per 1k, Incubus-Tan over here has 4 upgrades to use and each upgrade has like 3 Upgrade tier (Including Base) with a few exception (The Empty Room is infinite. Doubles every time you pour points into it)

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1sSkGtsHrPCzhs3Ve1_2QXcXO0vu0uQpI62hzqDTSqW4/edit?usp=sharing