Rikka was safe; she knew she didn't know why she was. Dungeons are dangerous, and yet the monsters on the inside didn't attack her but instead escorted her like an honored guest being invited in. Agu was following behind the monster parade, amazed at what she saw. She wanted to warn her and protect her, but she hesitated. When she had her chance, all she could do was follow to ensure she was safe.
Once Rikka reached the core room, she finally saw the demon she couldn't stop thinking about. But there was something about him that had changed; she couldn't tell what it was. Her mind was muddled, and her body was getting hot. Without thinking, she ran to him and hugged the smaller, delicate demon. The force of what could be called a tackle knocked the wind out of Azazel as she placed her head on the demon's toned chest, taking in his scent. The flowery, spicy aroma she couldn't place was exotic and driving her crazy.
Agu's Perspective
After following along, thinking she was hidden enough, a crystal snake—one of the stronger ones, with yellow glowing fangs—wrapped around her leg before slithering away. This moment shook her. The monsters knew she was there, and that would also mean the dungeon knew she was there. But something was wrong; she wasn't being attacked. All of her instincts were telling her to run, but what she was seeing didn't make sense. She slowly walked towards the tunnel leading to the core.
Suddenly, a noise behind her gave her pause. A female golem, with a green gem at her center letting off a green glow, started to move towards her. But the golem did something Agu didn't expect: she pointed to the core room as if to say, "Go that way." Internally, Agu just yelled inside her head, "Yes, I know! I have to go there. You're slowing me down."
Shaking her head, she moved forward and saw the dungeon demon get tackled by the bigger orc. Rikka was out of control. What was going on with her? That's when she heard the demon speak. "I missed you too, Rikka." His hands wrapped around in a hug from what she could see. Suddenly, she heard a voice in her head—the demon's voice. "Sorry to intrude into your mind, but why have you come?"
Agu wasn't sure how to respond, but she tried back with her mind, hoping it would work. "My party escorted her here on behalf of the village."
Silence followed. Azazel said something sweet into Rikka's ear that sent her crazy. Her hands started to touch the demon all over like she was a crazed, lusty demon. She was pulling off his silk clothing, if they could be called that. Then his reply came. "Sorry, hard to talk at the moment, but was that all? Because it seems Rikka wanted more than to talk."
Before Agu could reply, she saw the orc she once respected start to slide down the demon's body and take its... its massive, pulsing, love-breaking, wall-stretching, goblin-marking, goblin breeding cock. She shook her head. What was wrong with her? She didn't know this demon. Her body started to get hot watching her friend give the most desperate head she had ever seen.
"Agu?" the demon asked, his voice sounding strained in her head as she could hear him moan little by little from the orc. She shot to attention, trying her best to stay focused. "It isn't safe here. One of my skills has grown more powerful, and it's a passive. I can't control it."
His voice became fuzzy; she couldn't hear him anymore. And she began to strip down. Her small, perky breasts hardened, and when she slipped out of her pants and underwear, her leaking pussy was finally free. She could hear a voice, someone, but it was far away. She just had one thing on her mind: pleasure.
She moved toward Rikka and the demon. She slowly hovered her wet snatch above the demon's head. His face paled as she came down, pressing her wet lips against his now-wet lips and scraping against him, trying to ride his face. Rikka was no better. After having her fill of sucking that cock she had come to love, she moved off and stripped down as quickly as she could. She moved back, aligning herself with his cock, and then slowly slid down, bliss in sight.