It Seems the Demon King Has Returned to a World Where Gender Roles Are Reversed - Chapter 10

 Chapter 10 :

It is often said in the realm of magic:

The reason this world exists in its current form, the reason creatures can live, breathe, and walk upon the earth, is none other than the existence of a force called (mana)

Mana, the power that richly saturates this world, is the force of infinite possibilities. It is said that this power, when transformed into a form that "lives and breathes," resides within the body, enabling life to exist. The mana that dwells within the body, or the transformed energy known as life force, serves as the foundation that allows living beings to thrive.

Thus, mana is life force, and life force is mana.

The part of the human body where this life force is most concentrated? That would be the organs and bodily fluids. The organs, in particular, are like pumps that tirelessly supply energy to the body, brimming with potent life force. Because of this, it’s a common practice to serve fresh animal organ dishes to humans weakened by physical frailty—especially to mages who have exhausted themselves after casting powerful spells.

Next in line are bodily fluids. As a medium that constantly delivers mana throughout the body, they too carry a significant amount of life force. Among the demons of the magical realm, some beings known as  Oculars sustain themselves by consuming the blood of others to replenish their depleted mana.

Ragna’s current state was one of near-total mana depletion. In such a condition, activating magic through normal mana channels was impossible. In this dire situation, the method Ragna devised was to infuse his own life force into his opponent.

Life force is mana. Ragna’s body, having just frantically expended magic, was utterly drained, with nearly half of his life force already converted into mana. In such a state, the bodily fluids flowing from him were practically clumps of raw mana.

The problem, however, was how to transfer that mana.

Naturally, consuming organs the most efficient method was out of the question. Attempting such a thing would cause Ragna to die from massive blood loss. The next best option was absorbing bodily fluids through mucous membranes.

Directly injecting fluids into blood vessels would be the most effective method, but lacking the tools for such a procedure, the next best approach was to allow absorption through the body’s mucous membranes. In the human body, there are precisely three such areas: the mouth, the anus, and the genitals.

The anus was immediately ruled out. That left the mouth and the genitals. However, using the mouth whether with fingers or otherwise eould likely provoke fierce resistance. For direct mana transfer through mucous membranes, the fluids needed to be delivered deep within the body, in an environment shielded from air exposure. This made oral transfer impractical.

Thus, only one method remained: direct mana transfer through intercourse.

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“Ugh!”

Ragna groaned, struggling against the tightening sensation around his lower body. From the gap between them, a dark red liquid began to trickle. It was the proof of virginity, a symbol of a first experience.

Perhaps overwhelmed by the pain of penetration, Seria trembled silently, unable to speak. Ragna carefully reached out, wrapping his arms around her trembling form.

“…Hng!”

Was it the hot breath grazing her pale skin under the moonlight? Seria flinched, her body tensing. But as she did, Ragna’s hands moved faster, more boldly exploring her body.

“...!”

It was a sensation she had never experienced before painful, yet not entirely unpleasant. But under the relentless touch of his hands, her body began to yield.

“Hah!”

His movements were almost too familiar. Ragna’s fingers glided over her soft breasts, teasing the firm tips. His other hand slid down to her lower abdomen, brushing past the shallow patch of hair and the gentle mound, grazing the sensitive protrusion near their connected bodies.

“Hahh!”

The intense sensation made her body jolt. Everything was new, unfamiliar. The fear of these unknown sensations made her responses sharp and intense.

Ragna, unfazed, calmly accepted her reactions. Like a craftsman meticulously working on a delicate piece of porcelain, he played her body with precision and care.

In truth, if his sole goal was to infuse mana by releasing himself inside her, there was no need for such careful caresses. The act of penetration alone would suffice. But Ragna had no intention of treating it so callously.

Quite the opposite.

Even if it was to achieve his goal, the fact remained that he was forcing himself on a benefactor. Despite his hatred for humans, he refused to abandon his sense of duty. To do so would reduce him to nothing more than a beast.

At the very least, he would act with kindness, prioritizing her comfort as much as possible. That was the least he could do, the only solace he could find in this act.

His persistent, almost obsessive caresses and gentle touches seemed to help her body adjust. Having spent countless nights with his former lover, Margarita, his touch carried no clumsiness.

As he continued, Ragna slowly removed the gag from Seria’s mouth. She coughed, her lips trembling as she spoke.

“R-Ragna… Ragna…”

Hearing the voice spilling from her petal-like lips, Ragna looked up at her. Meeting her tearful, dazed gaze, he nodded quietly.

“…Ugh!”

Was it the shock from the movement below? Though he moved his hips slowly, the sensitive, freshly torn flesh was still being rubbed. Yet, Ragna didn’t stop. He pulled back slightly, then pushed in again, repeating the motion at a deliberate pace.

“…Haa… Haa…”

His hands and body enveloped her, as if shielding her entirely. Seria felt both the weight of his presence and a strange sense of comfort from his warmth.

What was she thinking in that moment? Were the tears in her eyes a sign of resignation, sorrow, or something else entirely? Only she could know.

“Ahh… Ah…”

As the rhythm of their movements steadied, Seria’s body began to learn how to accept him. Her core, gradually growing wetter, responded to his touch. His hands caressed her back, his lips trailing from her collarbone to her neck and cheek.

“Mmm…”

Unable to keep her eyes open, she cracked them slightly, meeting his gaze as their lips touched. He deepened the kiss.

“Mmph…”

As their lips met, Seria thought to herself: Resistance was futile. Not just because she couldn’t move, but because of the way he looked at her. Despite betraying her, despite shattering her heart, he had the audacity to look at her like that. Wasn’t that just unfair?

As she accepted his lips and tongue, a sudden, unfamiliar sensation shot through her, racing down her spine.

What was it? What was this feeling?

She didn’t know. Everything was unknown, incomprehensible.

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Had she reached a light climax? Ragna paused, checking her condition. Her trembling body, her curled toes he gently stroked her hair, allowing her to savor the lingering sensation of her first experience.

“Haa… Haa…”

Calming down, she looked up at him with watery eyes. He wiped the tears from her face and kissed her softly.

“Mmm…”

Feeling the gentle touch of his lips, Ragna resumed, caressing her body once more.

“Ah… Ah… Ah…”

Slowly, then gradually faster. Their body heat rose, their pulses quickened, and sweat soaked their clothes.

“Hng!”

Unable to bear the sensation, Seria lunged forward, her teeth grazing his neck. Ragna tensed briefly, but the sensation was merely a slight sting likely due to the lingering effects of a binding spell.

And then

“Ugh!”

Her core clamped down fiercely, as if pulling him in. At his limit, Ragna’s restraint snapped, and like a cork popping from a champagne bottle, he released inside her with fierce intensity.

“...!”

Seria felt it too the powerful surge deep within her. Already on the edge of climax, her mind went blank.

“Ah…”

A soft moan escaped her lips as her vision blurred. Ragna pulled her into his embrace, her body enveloped by his warmth. With a faint, dazed smile, Seria succumbed to unconsciousness.

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“…Is it over?”

It had been a precarious moment, Ragna thought. When Seria bit his neck, the binding spell on her had already worn off. If she had intended to kill him, he might not have survived.

“Phew…”

Sighing, he held her close, completing the release. Perhaps because it was his first time in this body, the act felt longer, more intense than he remembered.

When it was over, he confirmed that the slave-binding spell had reactivated, fueled by the mana he’d transferred into her. Relieved, he suddenly felt something strange coursing through his body.

“...Ugh!”

Startled, he looked down at their connected bodies. Something was flowing from her into him an alien, predatory energy, like piranhas swarming their prey. It burrowed into him, tearing through his body.

“Argh!”

Shocked, he forcibly separated himself from her. Surprisingly, their bodies parted easily. Stumbling, he moved away from her across the clearing, but the energy didn’t stop. It grew wilder, rampaging through him.

*Crunch.*

A sickening sound echoed through his body as his veins tore and organs twisted.

“Arghhh!”

The unbearable pain, as if his body were being ripped apart, made him roar like a beast

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