Emperor Night (NTR)

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"I told you, but did you listen noooooo." Lily gibed. Jonathan once again regretted his decision to open his guidebook. Jonathan sat in Fade's old room with is book open, the room was simpler than he imagined, not a whole lot of flair, it was just like the other rooms, relatively empty and very imposing, although the bed was twice the size.

"Ugh. Fine. I promise to listen to you in the future."

"Good."

"Oh hey, looks like you unlocked a rare achievement." Lily smiled. "Flip over the page."

"Achievements? That's a bit much isn't it?" Jonathan asked.

"Oh just check it out. They didn't even tell me what all the achievements were, so I wanna see."

"Ok, ok." Jonathan flipped the page:

Achievement Unlocked - Become a Lord

Reward: Permanent Helper

Do you accept?

"Sure I accept." Jonathan said, more help would be nice.

"What? Wait no, do not accept that. DO NOT ACCEPT THAT!" Lily yelled.

As Jonathan's fingertip hovered over the acceptance, a shimmering light enveloped the room, causing him to squint and shield his eyes. Lily's figure, usually ethereal and see-through, began to morph, her form coalescing into something wholly corporeal. Jonathan's mouth gaped as Lily, the guidebook fairy he'd grown accustomed to, transformed before his very eyes into a living, breathing being.

Lily's newfound physicality didn't just stop at her visibility. Her wings, previously gossamer and insubstantial, folded into her back and disappeared into her flesh. Her long, black hair cascaded around her shoulders. Her size grew to that of a normal persons. Her attire shifted as well, the skimpy clothes she always wore becoming more detailed, textured, and fitted perfectly to her body.

With a soft thud, Lily's petite form landed squarely on Jonathan's lap, catching him completely off guard. Her eyes, a bright, locked onto his. The weight of her body against his made Jonathan's cock harden. He could feel the warmth radiating from her, a stark contrast to the cool, impersonal presence he was used to.

"What the—Lily? Is that really you?" Jonathan stammered, his hands instinctively moving to steady her as she sat perched upon him.

Lily chuckled, her voice no longer echoing inside his head but coming from her mouth, filled with amusement and the faint trace of mischief. "Surprise! I'm all yours, Jonathan. For better or worse, you're stuck with me now."

The shock of the situation gave way to a wave of curiosity. Jonathan's gaze travelled over Lily's new form, taking in the details he had never been able to see before. Her skin, a smooth, unblemished canvas, seemed to almost glow with an inner light. Her ears, now visible, tapered to a delicate point, giving her an even more ethereal beauty.

"I must say, this is quite the upgrade," Jonathan remarked, his eyes drifting down to the guidebook in his lap, now closed beneath Lily.

"You pervert. Of course you like this."

Jonathan's eyes met Lily's, and the weight of the situation seemed to anchor them both in place. Lily's presence was no longer a spectral whisper but a tangible reality seated firmly upon him. His mind, ever the traitor, wandered to the softness of her skin and the warmth of her form. The thought of exploring the pleasures of the flesh with this newly materialized being stirred a deep-seated hunger within him.

As their gaze held, a wave of raw desire washed over Lily, her resistance crumbling under the onslaught of his potent influence. Her pupils dilated, a clear sign of the arousal that now coursed through her.

Lily's body reacted in ways she had never experienced before. A heat began to simmer between her legs, a warmth that begged to be quenched. Her nipples hardened, pressing against the fabric of her clothes, and she found herself suppressing a moan that threatened to escape her lips.

"Jonn" Lily gasped, her voice quivering with the effort it took to maintain some semblance of control. "You don't know what you're doing to me."

Jonathan, realizing the effect his power was having on Lily, tried to break eye contact, but it was as if an invisible force held their gazes fastened together. He could feel his own arousal growing, his cock straining against the constraints of his trousers.

Lily's attempts to fight the overwhelming desire that filled her senses were valiant but ultimately futile. The blend of shock and exhilaration at her new physical form, combined with the intoxicating allure of Jonathan's power, proved too much for her to bear.

With a shuddering sigh, Lily succumbed to the lust that now coursed through her veins like wildfire. Her hands, which had been resting on Jonathan's chest for balance, began to wander, tracing the contours of his muscles through the fabric of his shirt. The sensation of touching him for the first time sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.

Jonathan, caught in the throes of his own desire, gave in to the temptation that was Lily. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer, his lips seeking hers in a hungry, desperate kiss. The world around them seemed to melt away, leaving only the two of them.

The playful, often irritating fairy he had come to know was now a being of desires and needs, her vulnerability on display before him. With a gentle touch, he guided her to the bed, the soft rustle of the sheets beneath them a juxtaposed the intensity of the moment.

Lily's held her breath as Jonathan's hands moved to the bottom of her robe, lifting it up and over her head to reveal the smooth, unblemished skin beneath. Her breasts, now free from the constraints of clothing, were firm and round, the nipples pebbled from the cool air of the room. Jonathan's gaze lingered on her body, the sight of her nakedness pushing him onwards. Lily's body quivered with anticipation under his touch.

Jonathan allowed his own clothes to fall away, his erect cock springing free and standing proudly against his stomach. Lily's eyes widened at the sight of him, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she took in the full extent of his arousal.

Guiding Lily further onto the bed, Jonathan positioned himself between her legs, the heat of her arousal radiating off of her. He could see the wet evidence of her desire, the sight of it causing his cock to twitch with need.

With a slow, deliberate motion, Jonathan laid his cock on top of Lily's crotch, the skin-to-skin contact sending a shiver of pleasure through them both. Lily, her body alight with sensation, instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

Jonathan's hands found Lily's hips, holding her in place as he began to grind against her. The sensation of her wetness against his shaft was exquisite, the friction building with each passing moment.

Lily, overcome with desire, reached down and gripped Jonathan's cock, guiding him to her entrance. The tip of his member nudged against her, the promise of what was to come causing a moan to escape her lips. With a slow, steady thrust, Jonathan pushed forward, his cock sliding into Lily's welcoming warmth. The feeling of her tight, wet channel enveloping him.

As Jonathan began to move within her, Lily's body arched upward to meet his thrusts, her fingers clawing at the sheets beneath her. Jonathan's pace increased, each powerful stroke eliciting a cry of pleasure from Lily's lips. Her body trembled beneath him, the walls of her pussy fluttering around his cock as she neared the brink of ecstasy.

With a final, desperate thrust, Jonathan drove himself deep into Lily's core, his own climax barrelling down upon him like a freight train. As his seed erupted from his cock, filling Lily with his warmth, she too reached the summit of her pleasure, her body convulsing around him as she cried out his name.

"You idiot." Lily gasped as she drifted into unconsciousness.