Benard's torso was inclined, his palms facing sideways and planted firmly on a straw mat, fingers fanned out.

This mat had been provided by a high-ranking guard with a black patch around both eyes. Literally, he was a piebald bear demon.

A/n: He's a panda shifter (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

He had just joined the spectating fellows, and he so happened to own a spatial pouch which had been gifted to him by the late demon king.

Though its storage capacity was very limited, it would still cost an arm and a leg.

Anyway…

Benard's feet were planted wide apart, his ass tilted seductively. Lucas was standing behind him, hands gripping...