Chapter 6
Lilith laid on the floor, her vagina still steadily dribbling Emmett's cum out onto the bathroom floor. Her abyssal eyes leered up at him as he kneeled beside her. She slowly came back down to reality, though her limbs continued to twitch every so often from the aftershock of Emmett's onslaught.
"So is that it? Are you all... like, powered-up now?" Emmett pressed, not really sure what question to be asking at this point.
Lilith continued to glare at him. "What the fuck was that?"
"What?" Emmett's expression scrunched up in confusion.
Lilith slowly sat herself up. "You... just started fucking the hell out of me!"
"So? I thought that was what you wanted?"
"No! I just wanted you to..." she made a jerking-off motion with her hand. "...just jack off! Or just cum after I blew you!"
"Well, this was faster."
"That's debatable."
"Uh..." Emmett was lost for words, scratching the back of his head. "Are you okay? Did I... fuck you too hard-"
"No!" Lilith suddenly interjected. "I mean, I'm fine, you- you didn't fuck me too hard, okay?" Lilith turned red, the memory of Emmett's enormous cock throbbing inside her was now a feeling that permanently etched into her mind.
Emmett sighed. "We don't have time for this. Are you good?"
Lilith did her best to shake off her perverse thoughts in an attempt to return to the urgent task at hand. "We're halfway there now."
"Just halfway?" Emmett exclaimed. "How is that possible? I thought you just needed the cum?"
"It's not that simple," she groaned, her voice still coarse after her erotic screaming. "There's an activation agent that needs to be brewed." She sat up further and waved her hand along the ground. As her palm hovered over the ground, light flares of purple flames produced several small jars filled with some kind of dust, empty beakers, a twig with a full head of grey leaves, a mortar and pestle, and a few vials of different colored liquids, with only one being empty. Finally, in a slightly larger flash, a metal stand with fixtures used for standing the beakers and vials in place. Lilith whisked her fingers toward the puddle of cum spilling from her vagina. The cum stopped flowing against gravity and suddenly began to float in the air in thick strands.
"Holy..." Emmett whispered as he witnessed the magic.
"I had a batch before, but it was destroyed when Valdrina attacked me." Lilith directed the levitating cum strands into one of the empty vials, filling it to the brim, causing the stopper to overflow the white liquid onto the sides of the glass as it pushed into the top to fasten itself.
Emmett suddenly put on a puzzled look. "Wait, if you can just teleport objects to you, why didn't you teleport the spell tracer away too?"
Lilith glared back at him in response. "You think I'm that dumb? And I don't teleport things, I send them into... this... magical space, and then bring them back." Lilith continued to work with the ingredients she summoned on the ground, picking leaves from the twig, pouring dust into the mortar along with some leaves, and grinding them using the pestle.
"Like a pocket dimension," Emmett guessed.
"If that's what you want to call it, sure. The spell tracer has a small, pseudo-sentient being bound to it called a wisp. I can't send any objects with any amount of sentience to the magical space."
"To prevent you from just banishing people, I see."
"Yeah." Lilith smelled the smashed particles in the mortar and shook her head, continuing to grind the further, this time adding a drop of blue liquid from another vial.
"So how long is this going to take?"
"I'm going as fast as I can; it's a delicate process. If I screw it up, who knows what'll happen." She continued to grind, and with one more sniff, she nodded her head.
"You could teach me the steps, I could do it, and you could go check up on Aidan-"
"What makes you think you can successfully synthesize a magic potion all of a sudden? This is advanced alchemy for one of the most powerful potions in the world-"
"We need to at least delay that demon from killing Aidan, for all we know she already ate his soul or whatever!"
Lilith grit her teeth in frustration. "I know, I know, I'm doing this as fast as I possibly can."
"All I'm saying is that between both of us, you're the only one that can stand a chance."
"Not really, my fire was barely penetrating her... hair dome."
Emmett sighed out harshly. He crossed his arms and began to pace the room in a stiff manner. Eventually, he squatted down, facing the wall, with his hand on his mouth. Finally, he stood back up and turned to Lilith.
"Okay, give me facts."
"What?" she asked sharply.
"The best way to solve any puzzle, any problem, is to go over the facts. Give me facts, things about this demon lady."
"I need to concentrate on this, I can't just start going over... 'facts' with you."
"Just start from the beginning then: you came here with your spell tracer thing, right?"
"Yes."
"Then you used it to come to our class."
"Right."