Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

Any lack of control Andrea had with her body was greatly increased with her breathing in of Hal's pheromones and while she retained complete control of her mind and was acutely aware of the situation she was in and could probably have done something to stop it, one of them being simply walking away from the area Hal's pheromones had permeated, a part of her wanted to stay.

To know exactly what was it that had her so drawn to this young man.

While the other part of her mind, the rational part, just wanted to know what that accursed stepdaughter of hers was planning and how detrimental it would be to her son, Creten's success.

The lustful part of her mind won in the end and she stood to her feet and walked the rest of the distance that separated herself and Hal to place one hand on his chest.

As for Hal, after his time with Makena, the fact that Andrea was a saint was not the least bit off-putting to him as he had gained unique confidence that made him feel, if he played his cards right, he could have anyone he wanted.

The fact that they were realms above him in cultivation was inconsequential.

Andrea however was sort of a special case.

While she had impressive cultivation and was quite authoritative due to her position as an imperial consort and as a member of a Duchy ruling family, Hal could tell that she was no warrior.

She was not really a fighter.

He was quite sure she did not have an Ordinance. At all.

And while, as this was a world where strength was valued, many might look at that as some sort of incompetence on her part, Hal had nothing against it.

Even though his Legion was to be filled with his women who would fight by his side.

Clearly, it was just not in Andrea's interest to live her life for the thrill of battle.

She was a pampered princess and liked that life.

She was taken care of like the princess of her Duchy and moved on to be taken care of by the Emperor as his consort.

That said, weak as he was, only his pheromones and her already evident lust for him were protecting him from the full force of her might as a Cosmic saint which was definitely not to be scoffed at.

The very fact that even with her not being interested in battle, she still possessed that cultivation was something to be admired.

Anyway,

The moment Andrea placed her hand on Hal's chest, she felt a change.

Her body went from merely heating up to burning up with lust that she felt could only be quenched by an even deeper connection with his body.

'What the hell am I doing?' Her rational mind attempted to pull her back from the edge but ultimately failed as Andrea quickly connected her lips with Hal's.

Hal, not worrying about privacy since Andrea was definitely smart enough to not allow for her conversation with him to be heard by a third party did not hold himself back in enjoying the feel of the Emperor's woman against his body.

The kiss was passionate and Andrea wound her arms around Hal's neck and pulled him even harder against her body.

Hal's hand went lower towards her plump ass and he grabbed it without any bit of shame or hesitation, kneading the flesh and eliciting a moan from her lips.

Moans that were muffled due to their kiss.

Hal took control which was far from hard due to the weakening of Andrea's body as she fell even deeper into the abyss that was the pleasure Hal was making her feel.

So engrossed was she with the feeling that she was completely unaware of the Dark, nightmarish energy that sunk into her pores from Hal's body which would come to serve as a failsafe for the Blue-eyed Devil.

He turned her around so that her back was pressed against him, her plump ass against his hardening cock while he placed both of his hands on her breasts to squeeze them through her silk gown while the consort moaned.

Hal dipped his head and suckled her neck...

*Bam!*

That was when Andrea's eyes snapped open and a repelling force pushed Hal away from her while she moved, almost instantaneously away from the spot they had been at.

The spot where Hal's pheromones were already dissipating from.

Hal stood from the ground with a light smile while Andrea's eyes flashed with anger as she stared him down.

Ignoring the itching sensation in her pussy and how dampened her underwear was now.

"How dare you?" She asked in a menacing tone and began to release the pressure of her cultivation in large bursts.

"How dare me what?" Hal asked in defiance.

"How dare you touch the Emperor's woman? I belong to the Emperor and I belong only to him. How dare you lay your mundane hands on an Imperial consort such as myself? Especially one of my unique status"

Hal rolled his eyes even as her pressure began to oppress him,

"Need I remind you that YOU kissed me?"

"Only after you used your... Whatever you used on me! I was not in my right senses" Andrea lamented.

"I think you were. Even now, you don't want to hurt me" Hal said, and almost as though it was a command, Andrea lessened her pressure so Hal could better straighten himself up.

Andrea was confused by the way her body was reacting to the very thought of attacking this young man.

It seemed as though it went against everything her whole self stood for.

Hal continued,

"That's because, illicit it not, even you want to see where this thing between us goes"

Of course, Hal was just bullshitting.

The only reason Andrea could not hurt him was because of his failsafe in the form of the Devil energy he had passed into her body during their passionate make-out session.

Such intrusion was impossible to evade the senses of someone seasoned for combat. Someone like Tanya would have sensed the intrusion even in the throes of pleasure and put a stop to it.

But Andrea was not seasoned for combat and was much more susceptible which Hal was quick to take advantage of.

That said, it was far from being at the level at which he could brand her with the Devil mark and the most he could get past her powerful defenses (being the two-star cosmic saint that she was) was the 'command' that she could not bear to hurt him.

Andrea relaxed her stance,

"So what if I can't hurt you. I can let your crimes be known. Let you be punished as you should be" she said.

"And what would you say?" Hal asked with a sigh,

"That I touched you? That you kissed me? That I, a cosmic Aurora realm expert, messed with the mind of you, a two-star cosmic saint to make you kiss me?

Don't you think that would raise questions to your integrity?;

Why was I in your chambers to begin with?

How much of what you claim is actually true?

Are you really as faithful to the Emperor as you appear to be?"

Surely, you can't say I forced myself on you when I can't possibly overpower you"

In all honesty, there were holes in a lot of Hal's points and he knew it.

That said, he only needed to sound convincing to Andrea and it was working.

"You're right. There is no need to complicate matters. No one needs to know what happened here. No one needs to know of my... Moment of weakness. We will just never speak of this..." Andrea said with a nod.

Hal nodded along with her with a chuckle in his mind and the memory of having messed around with one of the Emperor's women (the first of more to come) as he said,

"Exactly"