Incubus Lord: I Summoned My Lustful Wives

Lancelot kissed the soft forehead, her face filled with a pleasant bliss, but her body, like a dead sloth, flopped on the bedsheets. He wrapped her in two quilts to keep her body warm as he stepped into the back garden of her small palace.

'I can feel a sense of inspiration... as if her ethereal frost guides my path.'

"Kara, come to me." He whispered softly and affectionately, and his respect and love for his weapons always surpassed that of a normal person.

Gently gripping her black leather grip, the elegant hilt with cursed symbols appeared as Caladbolg began to awaken. Yet Lancelot felt wrong... that this wasn't the form she should take for his inspiration.

—You wake me up after having such amazing sex with that midget elf... her ass is so huge, and you filled her so much... Ah, it's so lewd how you left her like that.

'Quiet. I want to know something. Can you take other forms?'

There was a moment of silence, but when his hands gently caressed and maintained the sword in his arms, her quivering and excitable voice sounded in his ears as she let out the cutest moans for a tsundere sword.

—No.... you're teasing my ass.... don't please.... it feels so strange! I'll tell you... any form your heart can envision and desire, as long as it is a sword, there should be a way...

Nnnm.... that oil... it feels so good!

With a flat face, Lancelot continued cleaning and maintaining her blade. "Why are you making basic weapon maintenance erotic... you damn erotic sword!" He was a little angry because her moaning made him feel strange... a slight tent in his pants that made Lancelot annoyed that a sword's voice made him horny!

Shaking his head, he tried to remove such thoughts, only imagining the ideal shape for the current style and way of fighting he could.

A blue swirl of magic danced from beneath his feet, forming a beautiful vortex of ice and fluttering snow rising around his body as the sword transformed into a pair of dual short blades only 90cm (35.4" long and 5cm (2") wide.

Each blade was still black, but along the hilt, guard, and blade was a lovely dark blue ice flower sculpted into the blade as the swirling magic began to channel from his body and flooded into the two swords, creating a concentrated frost storm around the two blades.

—Wow... you made me look so pretty, and the feeling of your ether flowing into my body is making me so wet... ahem... sharp. I feel sharper.

The words were a bit embarrassing, but Lancelot paid no attention as he gazed at the two swords that gave off such an elegant and icy beauty; most importantly, they suited Kara well, not just her, but it felt like Maria was supporting him...

His body began to dance, stepping forward and slicing the air, fighting invisible foes; unlike his usual brutal dance, it was soothing, calm and filled with ethereal beauty.

His movements were light, agile, and smooth, and each slice caused a gust of freezing wind to erupt while the ice flowers glowed blue as Lancelot felt connected with Maria, and a sudden thought came to mind... And as if to answer, the snow formed lovely silver wings behind his back, fluttering as his speed, grace, and the fluidity of this new sword dance exploded.

'A beautiful dance, gentle, romantic and lovely.' He mused, but Lancelot felt it wasn't enough... that this dance lacked something more lethal, and the excited Kara answered those thoughts... Who began to fling sharp ice blades each time his dance flicked out, the style close to a Bolero rather than a waltz or tango.

—Use me too! Ice Flower Blizzard Dance!

'Haha.. what a cute name...' Lancelot chuckled softly, yet he felt a connection with Kara... as their bodies began to spiral, the dance reaching its climax, faster, twirling, the blades dancing and flickering, tearing apart the garden walls and tree's a deadly flurry of beautiful ice blades erupted as Lancelot felt satisfied with this dance.

—Your ether is so hot... fill me with your thick, boiling ether again later!

'Shut up!' Lancelot blushed as he sheathed both blades, placing them carefully on a nearby table, but even now, the snowstorm and ice continued to rage a beautiful miniature storm dancing around the garden, but now it was destroyed as a real hurricane travelled through.

"Whoops..."

⁜ Learned new Sword Dance

∟ Frost Wraith's Bolero

A soft and beautiful dance of gentle snow and frigid ice, a mixture of the waltz and tango joined together to form a romantic and enticing blade dance that creates blades of frost that slice apart the target and form a hurricane of frozen shards of ice.

He took off his shirt and placed it on the table, as he was sweaty. His ether being hot wasn't a lie, and it seemed strange to instantly digest all ether gained... even that from sex with his cute wives... it seemed that Maria was also receiving a massive benefit from all those creampies too... she was levelling every few minutes while sleeping, her body and ether growing in density and power.

Yet Lancelot didn't care as he returned inside, gazing at Maria sleeping peacefully before slipping under the covers and embracing her tightly.

—Master... I'm hungry.

'Alright... feed all you like while I sleep.' Lancelot knew she would devour his ether, and when he slept, he would recover even faster, so the excess mana would be best used to feed Caladbolg, making her more addicted... ahem. Stronger for combat.

***

Tired from his training, Lancelot returned to sleep, and the pair remained in bed until just after the noon bell tolled in the middle of the town. While everyone was busy, the two lovebirds were just cuddling each other.

Maria awoke first, stretching her arms and yawning; her body was sticky, sweaty and covered in dried fluids... Especially between her thighs. But Lancelot held her so tightly, she couldn't escape, and it was a comfortable warmth that she loved... To just lie in his embrace... the main thing she felt was that her body felt lighter...

and the slight fat from her belly was a little tighter and small abs formed!

"Honey~ wake up, hehe." Her voice was almost silent, like a butterfly's wings flapping.

She began to poke his cheeks with a brilliant smile, kissing his body and licking the salty taste from his chest... Maria was getting frisky again... as her hand reached down towards his crotch, stroking the shaft, which quickly hardened in her grip, but Lancelot's eyes slowly opened, seeing her seductive gaze.

Once again, the duo entered a passionate state, while the poor fairies who came to wake them... only heard the loud squeals and panting of their newest queen... Lancelot treated Maria like a princess, giving her royal treatment, but she was even louder than yesterday night!

When they finished, Melodica barged in and separated them using magic, leaving Lancelot alone in the room feeling amazing, his eyes watching the ceiling with pride.

—My lord husband... my insides are filled with your hot seed once again...

Caladbolg teased, imitating his new wife's cute words as he finished inside her. Her words caused Lancelot to frown slightly, but hearing Maria cry out from the voice of Kara was kind of erotic, so he shrugged and entered the bathroom.

After bathing together, Lancelot saw Maria's dazzling smile; her cheeks flushed pink, and her eyes sparkled brightly. "Honey... I levelled up seven times from last night and earlier...! It feels so nice to level with sex!" She giggled playfully, splashing water at Lancelot, which he laughed at as his levels also improved a little from Maria's virginity and her thick love juices.

—Lord husband, I levelled eight times... Mmmm...

Before she could speak, he sent Caladbolg to the item storage, her voice forever silenced.

—Mmmppphhh!!

Her muffled cries echoed in his mind, but Lancelot ignored them... he liked Caladbolg, but her tsundere voice was sometimes irritating... especially during sex... it distracted him and made him shoot too soon!

The pair didn't do anything in the bath as guards and fairies watched them stop their passion; once outside, Lancelot chose to wear a light blue robe with black frills and outlines, which seemed to be a male fairy robe.

Maria wore a gorgeous white dress that hugged her petite figure, hugging Lancelot tightly before kissing his lips, whispering sweetly. "Honey~ I have lessons today, and we must prepare for the enemy coming, so don't miss me too much! Okay?"

"Of course, princess, I'll await your return with open arms." Lancelot cupped her cheeks, kissing Maria lovingly as her pale skin turned red, giggling cutely and waving as she left with several fairies flying around her.

Left alone, Lancelot sighed softly as Maria's sweet scent lingered in his mind. He missed her already, but work was important, and he couldn't slack off.

"Melodica, gather the commanders, captains and most elite troops; I am going to get some training done before the big battle..."