《Living the Great Sage Life with my Fairies and Lovers in a New World》Chapter 44: I Gave My Devil an Amazing Scrub Down
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To make sure we had some privacy, I erected a wall of purplish-black miasma with my Darkness Magic. Once that was done, I started off Sarise’s cleaning by soaking her reddish body with a wash bucket of warm water.
I said through telepathy.
I squeezed some shampoo onto her head and started massaging it into a lather, getting thorough and washing her scalp. I even worked around the area where her horns joined the sides of the head and behind her ears, which I noticed they had slightly pointy tips. Like Melody, I worked my way down her snow white hair, but I didn’t come across any tangles or split ends. This showed great signs in how well Sarise managed and maintained her locks.
The time I spent on her hair was used to come up with the right questions for my devil familiar. Once I manipulated the warm water to thoroughly rinse out Sarise’s hair with Water Magic, I soaked her body some more and started rubbing her back with a bar of soap. When I had a lather going, I massaged her wet back with my soapy hands. Sarise helpfully tied her hair in a bun with her own levitation magic to get it out of the way.
To make a comparison, Melody’s back was all wide, pale pink skin, etched with gold grapevine markings. Sarise’s glistening back was noticeably red tinted, with moderate-sized shoulders and a thinner waist. It was all in a balanced mix of modest fat and lean, sculpted muscles, with similar grapevine patterns in black. The size of her breasts in proportion to her torso, while not as great, was nonetheless generous as I was still able to see the former’s outer contours from behind. There were also the black sheep-like horns jutting out of her snow-white, long hair. Her slick black tail topped with an arrowhead curled around in front where she held on her lap, but I could see it trembling slightly. I tried to keep her nervousness in mind as I figured out how to approach this.
I asked, starting the questioning telepathically.
Sarise said as I noticed her head turning to one direction.
I followed it and saw she was staring at the miasma partition between us and Melody, causing me to blink in surprise,
Sarise only nodded in confirmation.
Man, what are the odds I’d jump on the same idea by coincidence? I asked as I moved beside Sarise to work on her sides and arms next, lifting the latter to get to the devil’s pits.
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Sarise nodded,
Sarise nodded.
I stopped my cleaning and raised a brow,
Sarise paused briefly before asking,
Sarise’s question temporarily halted my thought process, [Redacted].>
The tips of my devil’s ears got redder than usual,
I defended.
Sarise peeked up at me,
Why does that make me imagine one of those phone sex services from Earth? Do I even want to know what she wore for my parents? Well, my parents being there is kind of a turn-off, but I’m sure I’d go nuts if she held a personal show for me. Come to think of it, I’m not as ashamed thinking of Sarise in that situation than I would be for Melody. [Redacted]. Could it be because of her background as a demon that I feel more open to doing naughty things with her rather than Melody? I thought before shaking myself to stop from thinking any deeper on that right now. Instead, I got up and went around to her front to focus my attention washing her legs next.
Sarise’s eyes widened,
[Redacted]
I answered,
[Redacted]
my demonic familiar cried telepathically, her face turning redder than her normal skin color.
Unlike Melody, who didn’t expect to be chosen as a familiar at all, Sarise had made that choice, committing herself into the role. She was fully aware of what she was getting into. Had trained herself in preparation for this very day, this very moment, showcasing every feature of her sexy body, encouraging me with her arousing body language to take her like the devil she is. On that note, though she’s different from a succubus, I wondered if she had any of the sexual nutrition needs succubi had in Earth’s myths. It may have been quite the rude surprise for her that her master would be a young boy, thinking he might not be able to fulfill her sexual needs. In the worst case, she might have feared that she’d need to seek out older, more virile men to satiate her necessities while staying as my familiar. Still, she said it herself that I would grow up to be a splendid young man.
If Garem, the god that looks after the realm of Zalecks and everyone in it, really played a part in choosing Sarise as my very first familiar, he had to have known what I’ve been going through up to now. Even before I reincarnated in Manara, he must have known at least some of my background on Earth. Was this his way of giving me a chance to have fun? To do the things I couldn’t do back in my old world due to the consequences I would face? Rewarding me for my hard work in honing my magic? Does he believe I’d become a ‘splendid Magician’ like Sarise told me?
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[Redacted]
I said mentally while [Redacted],
Sarise exclaimed, flustered enough for her own mind to stutter briefly when the tables were turned.
I argued,
With a mischievous smile, I lifted Sarise off her stool with levitation magic, surprising her. This is the first time I had demonstrated such a high ranked Aptitude Magic, as well as using it with such precision and expertise. It’s something no being would ever expect from a young boy. With my devil in a sitting pose while being levitated, I slowly forced her legs to widen further and straighten out into a full split. [Redacted] despite how much she was stretched, there wasn’t a hint of pain on her face. Nor was any part of her body shifted out of place from her strenuous and awkward position. Sarise’s flexibility was so high, it gave me a moment of pride knowing I had such a capable familiar.
[Redacted Section]
I took one of the remaining spare clean towels, cut it into four rectangles with my Aerial Cutter spell, and made new washcloths out of them. I realized then that I could have done this when I was cleaning Melody. My conscience pounded me with guilt that I didn’t think of this sooner to lessen the degree of lewdness in that situation, but I tried not to dwell on what I couldn’t change now.
I took the soap bar to lather my hands again, then did the same for the four new washcloths after soaking them with water. I also increased the height of the purplish-black miasma wall. This was to ensure our privacy for what happens next. Once I was ready, I moved Sarise’s body in a full split above me.
[Redacted] Unfortunately, I couldn’t go far while my body was still so young, nor could I dwell on this sight for too long when there were others in the washing area waiting for us.
Still, that didn’t mean I couldn’t have some fun with my devil’s sexy body. [Redacted]. I then directed one of the soap-lathered wash cloths around her tail and started stroking it with my levitation magic, covering it in soap.
Sarise exclaimed, barely managing to keep her thoughts coherent.
I knew how sensitive her tail is after seeing her reactions first-hand in the dungeon. Seeing her writhe like this, I had a hard time keeping myself from laughing.
Sarise emitted a high-pitched squeal in her throat, but managed to not open her mouth to scream.
[Redacted Section]
I stared into her pink eyes with a hard gaze,
She nodded desperately,
I briefly looked up in thought,
I leaned in close to Sarise’s ear, [Redacted].
At that moment, I shrunk the field of my Silencing Winds spell down to surround just the two of us, [Redacted].
[Redacted]
[Redacted]. It was as if she had finally seen the light and was ascending to heaven.
When she had finally calmed down [Redacted]. Sarise dropped her head forward, panting hot breaths with her tongue lolled out like a bitch in heat. I wasn’t sure if I’d call this an ahegao face, since I think that was usually pulled off during climax, but it was more or less her expression at this moment.
[Redacted]. Then, taking the shrunken field of my Silencing Winds spell, I converted it into a ball that contained all the smell of the devil’s pheromones in the wash area. Directing the ball out the nearest open window, I let it dissipate. To finish the coverup, I cast Silencing Winds again to cover the span of the bathing area like I originally had before. Once I rinsed [Redacted] the wash bucket with Water Magic, I filled it with warm water and soaked her body with it, rinsing away the remaining soap [Redacted]. With her cleaning complete, I set her body down on a stool with levitation magic, finally letting her legs relax, but kept holding her upright in case she lost balance. I stepped in front of Sarise with a contented smile, hands behind my back.
I asked telepathically.
Sarise looked up to me, still catching her breath, but smiling brightly,
I said before holding her chin, closing her mouth, and putting a finger to my lips,
Sarise responded, flustered from my bold approach.
With that, I came in and placed my lips on her cheek. I could feel her body jolt like electricity had coursed through it as I let my kiss settle in before finally pulling myself away.
Sarise was speechless, eyes widening in shock, her face, once filled with relief, was replaced with a severe redness of embarrassment that even managed to overtake her reddish skin tone.
Yeah. I think things will go just fine between us, I thought as I looked towards the future.
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