Within his low, gentle voice, I could feel concentrated fury that had been firmly suppressed. There wasn’t even 1g of joking intent or scheming to take advantage of an omega.
“No… I’m sorry. I’ve committed a mortal sin.”
I bowed my head.
Just because Hereis was polite and explained things gently didn’t change the fact that I couldn’t complain even if he threw a fit about wanting to wring my neck. He’d been living fine as a human, and overnight he became an incubus who had to consume the life force of someone he didn’t want.
It was a bolt from the blue for me too, but from Hereis’s perspective, there could be no greater misfortune than this.
“Please don’t tremble. You don’t need to worry. Sexual intercourse is best for absorbing life force, but I don’t intend to force you to take responsibility to that extent.”
He gently placed his hand on my shoulder. I must have been trembling from tension without realizing it. I fiddled with my cold hands and raised my head.
“Then how…?”
“I am a dream demon. I can absorb life force within dreams as well.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t quite understand…”
When I asked carefully, he answered in his characteristically polite tone.
“To put it simply, I’m asking you to have an erotic dream.”
***
I closed the red curtains embroidered with gorgeous patterns. Then I even extinguished the blue candle by the bedside. With that, even the faint light disappeared and the room was engulfed in darkness.
I groped my way up onto the bed. And as soon as I got under the covers, I pulled down my pants.
I reached out and touched the hard chastity belt. My penis, already heated to the extreme, filled the chastity belt tightly as if about to burst out.
I had to calm it down. Only then would the pain disappear. But I couldn’t stop.
I stroked over the chastity belt. The tightly pulled leather was warm. The heat of my penis was transmitted directly.
“Haa, ngh…”
This wasn’t enough. I could feel mucous fluid gushing out from behind. As the fluid rubbed between the leather chastity belt and my buttocks, it felt both strange and ticklish. Without time to think, my other hand moved to the back.
It’s unbearable. It’s unbearable. If only I could put my hand inside this, then I could climax. But the chastity belt was firmly locked.
I want to open it. I rubbed my rear frantically and shook the firmly locked padlock wildly.
Then the door burst open.
“Gasp! Young Master, what are you doing right now!”
Raki screamed looking at me. Forti standing behind him also had a shocked expression. I hurriedly waved my hands.
“No!! It’s, it’s not…!”
***
“No!!!”
I screamed and bolted upright.
This was my room, and Raki and Forti were nowhere to be seen. I reached down and felt my erect penis standing stiffly. But there was no chastity belt.
Thank goodness. It was a dream. I’m not even going through puberty, so why did I have such a dream? Oh, come to think of it…!
As soon as I emerged from my dazed state, I turned my head to the left. Then I saw Hereis sitting in a chair, watching me.
“You had another restless sleep.”
He spoke politely and brought a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from my forehead.
“I’m sorry. I failed again this time.”
Because of me, Hereis not only awakened as an incubus but even performed the marriage ritual.
Just as I, a human, eat three meals a day, he also needs to absorb life force once a day. And he can only consume it from me, his partner.
There are two main ways to receive life force. Direct physical contact, or absorbing semen or love fluids released in dreams. But for three days, I’d been having the same dream.
I tried to masturbate but was blocked by the chastity belt and suffered, then got caught by Raki and Forti. In short, I hadn’t ejaculated even once.
And Hereis, who had been starving for three days straight, was becoming more haggard by the day.
“Not at all. Please don’t worry about it. I’m the one who should be sorry.”
On the day we performed the marriage ritual, he showed signs of suppressing his anger, but now he was consistently considerate. They call him the Lord of Darkness, but there’s no gentleman like this gentleman. It makes me feel even more sorry…
I looked at the clock. It was still 4 AM, so I could sleep one more time.
“I’ll sleep again. Please add the incense! I’ll definitely succeed this time!”
When Hereis releases the incubus’s incense, I have erotic dreams.
“Please pour lots of the erotic incense! I’m fine with it!”
Perhaps Hereis is being considerate and only pouring a little? That’s why my reason interferes in the middle and I wake up from the dream.
“No. Please just sleep for today. You keep losing sleep because of me.”
“No! I’ll somehow make it work today. I’m too sorry to continue like this! Please don’t worry about me and inject plenty of incense!”
I’m not shameless enough to turn a perfectly fine person into an incubus and then even starve him.
At first, I was embarrassed by the fact that I had to have erotic dreams artificially and that Hereis would even watch them, but now all that remained was guilt.
“It’s not because the amount of erotic incense was insufficient.”
“What?”
“For three days, you’ve only attempted masturbation. Not once has a partner appeared.”
“…Y-yes, that’s right.”
I knew Hereis could see the dreams, but this was the first time he directly mentioned the content of the erotic dreams. I covered my flushed face and lowered my head. Then Hereis gently lifted my chin. As if telling me not to avoid it and to look at him.
I looked into his red and blue heterochromatic eyes. The mysterious yet異質的 eyes pierced through to my depths, emitting a brilliant light.
“By any chance, Young Master, could it be that you have no experience?”
A sudden truth bomb flew at me. It hurts. I said it hurts. Don’t go hitting bones with facts like that!
But now wasn’t the time to be trembling in shock.
“Wh-what are you saying! I am Rosenthal Chendewden!”
I am Rosenthal Chendewden, the debauched omega who dominated high society. I must never let it be discovered that I’m actually Lee Minchan, a webtoon artist from South Korea and a virgin.
“You’re called the ‘Lord of Darkness,’ yet you haven’t even heard the rumors about me?”
“I believe in the truth I see and feel directly rather than rumors.”
Hereis’s eyes looked directly at me. I should have smiled sensually—Rosenthal’s trademark—and laughed it off as nonsense, but instead I avoided his gaze and lowered my head.
“You’re not a good judge of character. I’m just living an ascetic life for a little while. B-because I have a wedding coming up.”
I tried to sound haughty at least in my voice, but I stuttered at the important part. But I couldn’t crumble here. I scraped up the sexiness sleeping inside me from the very bottom and raised my eyes seductively.
Then Hereis’s eyes hardened and he muttered lowly.
“Wedding preparations…?”
“What?”
“No. It’s nothing. You should sleep now.”
His mood seemed to have somehow sunk. I was about to ask him to use the erotic incense just one more time but obediently lay down.
Hereis smiled faintly as if he’d never been in low spirits and covered me with the blanket.
“Have sweet dreams.”
***
“Please eat while you work.”
I was staring blankly at the canvas when Hereis brought tea and snacks. It’s suspicious enough to wonder if he uses mind-reading—he catches my feelings so accurately.
“Thank you.”
I took a bite of the apple. It wasn’t ‘Rosana,’ the apple exclusive to royalty, just an ordinary apple. Though not truly ordinary—it was a high-grade variety that nobles eat, he’d said. I’d always liked apples, but I’d never had one this sweet before. They say Rosana is several times more delicious than this, but curiosity about that is extremely harmful, so I’ve shoved it into a corner.
I sipped the tea beside me and glanced at Hereis.
“Do you have something to say?”
“Oh, no. I was just wondering if you should keep staying here.”
“Of course I need to be by your side. I’m Young Master Chendewden’s butler, after all.”
Hereis had pulled off some trick and suddenly became a butler of the House of Duke Chendewden. And my personal butler at that.
He obtained the identity of ‘Harry Bartrell,’ the youngest son of Viscount Bartrell from the empire’s finest butler family, became a butler of the Duke Chendewden household, then brought a letter of recommendation from the Duke and received permission from the Head Butler to stay at the detached palace—it took less than half a day to be reborn as my perfect butler.
This must be the power the Lord of Darkness possesses. Moreover, he surprisingly has good social skills and quickly became friends with Raki and Forti.
“Harry, you really don’t need to actually serve me like a real butler.”
During the marriage period, the ‘true name’ loses its power, they say. Even if someone else calls Hereis’s name, it has no effect. Conversely, the moment we divorce, the ‘true name’ regains its power. Since there’s such a danger, I can’t carelessly call Hereis’s true name, so I call him by his alias, ‘Harry.’
“I’m not serving you, I’m protecting you. Young Master Chendewden is my partner, after all.”
“What?”
I was so startled that my hand holding the teacup shook. Hereis held my hand to prevent the hot tea from spilling over, then continued.
“I don’t intend to force the incubus rules upon you. But I am an incubus, so I must follow the rules. Until we divorce, Young Master Chendewden is my partner.”
“……”
Hereis’s voice was calm as if talking about the weather. But the weight contained within it was heavy. I would have felt much more comfortable if he’d dismissed me as just ‘food’ instead.
“You don’t need to worry. An incubus’s heart is lighter than a feather. Young Master can just think of me as a wicked butler who makes you have bad dreams.”
