Inside his mind, Jace panicked! 'No, no, no, not down there!'
Desperate to stop himself from being exposed—literally—Jace took a gamble!
Margret stopped Annette's hand from reaching her core and flipped their positions around.
The Demoness gasped softly, a little surprised at the boldness of this little girl, but she did not dislike it seeing that the girl was staring at her with her lips parted and drooling, even.
Noticing the focus of Margret's gaze, Annette moved her hand and groped her own breast through her loose dark dress. "You want them?~" she asked, as she gave a sensual squeeze to herself.
Margret nodded hazily while on top of the Demoness.
Annette chuckled beautifully. With a smooth gesture, she pulled her dress down to her stomach and unclipped her bra, revealing herself to Margret.
Margret's eyes went wide as she stared at a pair of perfect, beautiful breasts.
'My days...' Jace was surprised. Without wasting a moment, he dove in, groping them and sucking on them.
"—Haa," the Demoness gasped. Her hands held Margret's waist, her fingers going lower.
She did not seem to mind Margret ravaging her breasts wildly; in fact, she encouraged it.
After minutes passed by, Margret finally calmed down and laid her face down between Annette's breasts, breathing heavily as the Demoness stroked her hair...
"Don't go sleeping on me now~," the Demoness said seductively, as she got up by pressing her hands back on the bed. Margret got up as well with a confused expression.
The Demoness chuckled. "I made you cum, so it's only fair that you do it as well~," she said, as she spread apart her long legs and pulled the hem of her dress at her waist.
Slowly and seductively, she slid her panties aside to show herself to Margret. "Lick it," she commanded.
Margret could only stare as if it was a piece of art, but guided by Annette, she leaned in between her legs and kissed her warm and wet spot.
"Good girl~," said the Demoness.
'The taste of a Demoness is indeed not bad... not bad at all!' Jace thought.
As Margret continued, the Demoness moaned in ecstasy, throwing her head back.
Soon enough, her body twitched and stiffened as she came, breathing heavily.
When Margret got back up, half of her face was wet, but that did not stop the Demoness from kissing her.
In the next moment, their positions were flipped; the Demoness was now on top. "You did well," she said, as she caressed Margret's cheek. "But now it's my turn~"
'Ohh, ohhh!, here it is, it's happening!' While Jace was disappointed that he did not get the chance to go all the way with the Demoness, but he was still very excited for what was about to happen. He could almost imagine her face when she found out!
Annette's hand was on Margret's leg around the knee under the hem of her dress, slowly moving up at the inner thigh.
"W—Wait," Margret called out, as she stopped the Demoness's hand on her thigh through her dress.
The Demoness wondered for a moment why the girl was still resistant even after all the charm she had used, but she figured the girl was conscious of letting someone touch her there, so she continued slowly even though Margret was stopping her hand.
"What~," she whispered in Margret's ear.
Margret seemed quite nervous, but her resistance was small. "T-there's a..."
Annette's hand kept moving up Margret's thigh as she nibbled on Margret's ear, closing in, near.
As Annette's hand reached its destination, Margret said out loud, "Th-there is a... SNAKE in my skirt!"
Instead of the sweet, warm, and wet slit the Demoness was expecting, what her hand touched—no, grasped instead—was a long, warm 'thing'.
The Demoness sat upright in an instant, her face blank. She was confused as to what she heard from Margret and what she was holding in her hand.
Instinctively, with her other hand, she moved the hem of Margret's dress upward, revealing her fair long legs and milhy white thighs.
That's when she saw it: a fully erect dick that was sticking out of Margret's panties, held in her hand that she let go of instantly after seeing what it was.
Her face was grave...
Jace, meanwhile, couldn't hold it anymore.
He could resist the charm of a Demoness mentally due to being a Beyonder of the Seer pathway, but his body, which had been stimulated by a Demoness for like an hour, was different.
He already had a hard time hiding his erection this whole time; now he could not delay his climax.
He smiled darkly, as he deliberately made one last adjustment to the aim.
Splurt!
White stuff splurted out of the 'thing' Annette was seeing and splashed on her face. She was caught off guard and her lips parted as she gasped, but the taste in her mouth changed.
Jace saw the whole thing. 'Shit! I've gone done it now!' He had not only tricked a Demoness, but now he had humiliated her.
He could literally see her turning her face—covered with his 'essence'—toward him, her eyes brewing up with something akin to rage.
Snap!
Snap!
He immediately 'fire jumped' off the bed and out of the window.
'Escape!' It was not wise to get into a fight with a Demoness who had many lethal powers up her sleeve, especially in close combat.
'She would have eaten me alive!'
While falling down through the air in the dark night, still half-undressed in Margret's form, Jace pulled out the silver 'lucky' stopwatch and turned it on.
For the next few moments, he used his fire jumping to leap about 50 meters away each time, repeating it multiple times until he was almost out of spirituality.
Soon he appeared in a small room he had rented in West Borough. Without wasting any time, he dressed properly and performed some divinations with the spirituality that was left, confirming that no one was following him.
He got out of that place soon after anyway, just to be on the safer side.
....
Jace chuckled as he dissolved the illusion that he had been showing to Catherine. He still found it quite funny how things happened that day.
He sighed inwardly.
'It's a shame I didn't get to know the taste of a Demoness completely...' he thought, but he quickly shook that thought away as he realized that he was right beside Catherine!
Catherine, meanwhile, was thinking about something different.