Demon Lord's Succubus Side story 2.1 Blind Love (Diorix and Arcania) (Patreon)

Side story 2.1 Blind Love (Diorix and Arcania) 

Arcania opened the door for Diorix. After he entered, she closed the door and approached him, who was sitting beside the bed.
"Master, I will treat your wound," she said, putting the medicine box next to him and opening it.

"Arcania, I'm not your master anymore," he said.

Arcania's hand stopped, sadness showed on her face as she remembered that he was no longer her master. She turned to him.
"You are the only master for me." Then she turned her gaze back to the medicine box beside him and her hands moved to take medicine from there.

He was silently staring at her, he had been aware of Arcania's feelings for him for a long time but all this time he only thought of her as a slave and more than that he took advantage of her feelings by making her as his entertainment and satisfying his lust when he was bored. She is just a mere toy for him, no more than that.

As soon as she finished taking the medicine out, her hands moved to unbutton Diorix's shirt and undress him. She could see his body clearly, his well-defined muscles, broad chest and ... all the wounds on his body. An annoyance pierced her when she saw the master she loved being wounded like this.

"Ngh ..." A slight groan of pain came out of his mouth and his body startled as she began to clean his wound with cotton.

She immediately pulled her hand in shock.

"It's okay. Go on," he said.

Arcania continued to clean his wound, while he could only be silent seeing her busy treating him. Occasionally he startled as he withstands the piercing pain in his body.

She rearranged the medicine box after she carefully applied the medicine and bandaged his wound with a bandage.

"Thank you," he said as he put his shirt back on.

Arcania did not reply and just paused staring at him. Her feelings flared up as she looked at the man who had been her master for years. She subconsciously reached out and hugged him from behind. Her heart was beating fast. Whereas he just kept silent.
"Master, let me serve you ..." she whispered.

"I already said I'm not your master anymore. You don't have to do it," he replied.

"What if I insist?" Arcania said again. To be honest, she didn't accept the fact that Diorix threw her away after serving him for years.

He let go of her hand and turned to face her.
"I told you ---"

Without warning, she leaned forward and banged her lips on his, mixing her saliva with his. He tried to push her but after Lilieth sucked his energy and went through all the events that had just happened, he felt weak. His strength seemed to disappear, even he could not fight Arcania -- the slave who usually only became his toy.

She pushed him onto the bed without releasing her kisses and began to unbutton his shirt one by one. She tilted her head toward his ear and licked his side neck slowly. He felt shivers run-up to his spine upon her lick.
"S-Stop it," he said, trying to struggle but Arcania instead shot her web covering his hand, tying it to the pole on the bed.

She gave him a teasing smile.
"Master, no, Sir Diorix ... As you said, you are not my master anymore. This time I will play with you."