This Eroge Won't Make Me Fall!

"Uwak!"

The contents of my stomach came floating out as I leaned against the sink in my bathroom.

Titania was still asleep, and morning still seemed an half an hour away.

"Are you alright?" A voice came from the back.

"I probably… ran a lot…"

Ran a lot.

"Tsk, tsk…"

Right then, a strange flutter of energy came from behind me.

As I turned around, the cat was gone and a pair of dark horns entered my sight.

—Click.

The bathroom door was locked.

"We rarely get a chance like this."

Brandishing her peachy skin in a black dress that barely went below her waist, Dantalian took a step toward me.

Her tiny black wings and the sharp tail that extended out of her back fluttered as her feet clacked with every step.

"That insect will take a little longer to wake up."

I raised my brow, my voice lowered on its own.

"And?"

Dantalian's hair fluttered over me. She shifted one of her legs between mine as her hands trapped me between them. Her plump thighs grazed over mine, pushed out a step further with her fishnet stockings.

"Wouldn't you play with me?"

"Hah."

I immediately held her hand and pivoted on my foot. Our positions turned as I pushed her back on the bathroom walls.

"It looks like you've gotten quite brazen."

"I really like strong men," Dantalian wrapped her leg around and mine and pulled it closer. My knees dug between her thighs as her breaths fell on my lips. "Even if it was in my magic, your spirit vastly overwhelmed both mine and that insect's. It's not a small deal, you know?"

"Of course it isn't," I pushed my knees further in. Her legs spread slightly as my knees touched the walls.

"And that time you bloodied your hands with that girl," she wrapped her arms around my neck, her heated breaths closer than ever. "It was just too splendid, how brutal. I might have gotten wet right then."

I ran my thumb over her cheeks.

Dantalian turned her face to bring her lips over my thumb.

"If I am given the role of the villain…"

She trapped my finger in her teeth and nibbled on my skin.

"I might just play it well."

"Is that why you went after that teacher we met in such a way?" Dantalian's hands got busy as she grazed her sharp nails over my chest, tracing my muscles while ripping through the buttons of my shirt. Her other hand curved over my waist and lowered down. "To steal another heroine from that man?"

"Hah," I scoffed. I wasn't one to take her actions lying down. I roughly grasped her waist and ran my hand up her sultry black dress. She squirmed in my grasp. "Steal a heroine? What use would I have of trash like that?"

My leg raised up and my thighs rubbed into her crotch.

"You won't…ah…? Then, what was that act all about?"

"What kind of villains are the best, stupid demon?"

Dantalian moaned at my insult. She started sliding her hips, her lower lips slipping over my thighs, slow, steady but slow.

"Villains like you?"

I grabbed her face. My voice lowered into a whisper as I leaned into her ears.

"Try harder."

I said.

The stupid demon squirmed at my slightest move. She moaned louder as her breathing grew uneven.

"Hmm, I don't know…"

Her grinding grew faster. I could feel my thighs getting wet from her juices, what a perverted demon.

"It's the ones that stab you in the back."

"Ahhn…" She bit her lips, her hips moved faster. "Isn't that why you're acting all nice and gentle?"

"Oh, but is stabbing someone in the back once enough fun for you?"

"You devil."

I leaned closer toward her. Her bulging breasts pressed against my chest.

"I have one that can't go against my orders, but there's someone else who can command that bitch."

The one-eyed princess wasn't fun enough. And anyway, I couldn't move her as I wanted.

There was no one better than someone who would usually be a pillar of support in the story. The reliable adult betraying the main character was a staple of such stories.

Since I was assigned as the villain of this shitty world.

I should get it to the bad end.

"You want to get that woman to your side and have them turn?"

"How fun would it be to see them realize their bonds were but fakes?"

Dantalian's grip tightened.

"It would be marvelous. I can imagine it already."

"Fake, fake, heroes and their stupid fake story."

I lowered myself too. Our lips were nigh but touching.

"Did I mention, I love a strong man?"

"You did."

"But I love a devious man a bit more."

My other hand ran over her sides and towards her chest.

And then, our lips met.

Dantalian's saliva was like the sweetest of honey as it seeped into me. Our tongues entangled as sloppy smooches rang out. Her tongue rolled over mine as mine did over hers. Like a true demoness, every move of her long tongue was enough to make any man succumb to her charms. Her chest perked as the nipples dug into my chest.

I moved my legs and pushed into her crotch, rubbing her pleasurably as our tongues continued entwining. As if we were the last two people in the world, we kissed the most pleasurable of kisses.

Her crotch was wet to the point that my thighs were completely soaked, but she didn't stop grinding her hips. Her heat spread into me through her every breath into my mouth.

I slowly opened my eyes.

And I saw.

I saw her face.

Her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed, her sharp yet gentle features, mature yet seductive, angelic, yet befitting a demon.

As if a pail of cold water had been dropped onto my head, all the heat was swept away and my mind cooled down at once.

My heart slowed down and my grip loosened.

I slowly tried to pull back, but the demon didn't stop.

She yanked me closer and spread her disgusting tongue over my lips.

"Enough."

I held her shoulders and pushed her away.

"Haah… why…?"

As I tightened my hold on her shoulders, the demon winced in pain and let go of me. She stood on her feet, wobbling slightly as I moved back.

Without waiting for a second, I turned on the faucet and splashed some water on my face.

"Why…?"

"Shut up, bitch."

I washed my mouth over and over. Dantalian's sighs from the side slowly shortened before a cold air swept through the place.

"Why are you doing this?" She asked.

I snapped her and grabbed her collars. When I looked at her again, her face was once more a blur.

Better.

Much better.

"I do what I want to. You don't get to question me."

"We help each other, that's the deal."

"Oh yeah? Then try taking Hell by yourself. If you escape my clutches alive, that is."

Dantalian tried to push me away, but she couldn't. The strong archduke held next to no physical prowess, but every move she made was like the web of a spider.

One misstep and you'll be caught.

She wasn't a friend, but an enemy.

An enemy I couldn't trust.

"You are only half a man."

I pressed my knee over her crotch again and an evil grin spread through my face. "You're still wet. Don't kid yourself, bitch."

Trash that wasn't even worth my anger.

That was all that was around me.

The people I had connected to weren't my connections.

And the ones that seemed to be here for me were my enemies.

That was the truth. That was the only fact in this place.

I was only surrounded by enemies.

"I called you a bitch, but I didn't think you'll really become one and go in heat. For this one, you call half a man, at that."

I yanked her away and she slammed into the wall again, a loud thud following.

"Pleasure yourself if you can't handle it. And when you come out you better put on your best manners and not cross me."

As long as these two needed me.

I was the one in power.

And they were going to need me forever.

"You damn…"

It seemed immature for someone I praised as a smartass, but I couldn't underestimate her to save my life.

Another loud click sounded as I opened the bathroom door.

"Fucking villain."

I stopped.

A smirk spread over my face as I opened the door and stepped out.

My hands in the air, I waved at her while leaving.

"That's exactly what I am."

A villain.

That was me.

A villain.

Surrounded by enemies.

Nay, these guys weren't lying.

The world itself was our enemy.

But unlike them.

It would have fine if it was just them, but this time…

The world made enemies of the wrong person.

As a villain, didn't it make sense to destroy everything?