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Tired of loneliness, Lulu decided to create a homunculus (a human made of magic). She went to kidnap a human man to get the most crucial ingredient, ‘the human seed.’ On her way back from failure, a man attacked her and she accidentally cast ‘obedience magic’ on him…
Come to think of it, why would I let him go? I can obtain the seed from this man. The problem is, I don’t know how to extract it. I must keep this human with me until I figure it out.
He said it was dirty, so he washed himself and cleaned her house. He even cooked delicious food. Above all, she liked the warmth of his embrace at night. Lulu’s desire for a human grew further, one who resembled him. Meanwhile, she discovered how to extract the seed…
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It was a familiar summer night, the same arms she had always fallen asleep in, yet at this moment, the air carried a strange heat she’d never felt before.
“You always want me.”
Ervandas raised his hand and trailed his fingers down the curve of Lulu’s lower back.
Lulu’s body twitched at the indescribable tickling sensation.
“Just a moment ago, you were about to swallow this whole.”
The ‘this’ Ervandas referred to brushed against her underneath. The blunt, still-damp tip glided over the gap in the thin fabric. The moment she felt the sogginess, Lulu tried to wriggle out of his embrace. But as if anticipating that, Ervandas exerted more strength in the arms that held Lulu.
“But why are you retreating when I said I would give it to you?”
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