TALE 1:
THE ULTIMATE SADOMASOCHIST VERSUS THE CRUCIATUS CURSE
Harry looked at the wand in his hand, and then back at Akeno Himejima. "You know this is insane, right?" he asked Rias' Queen.
"No, just unusual," the dark-haired buxom beauty said with a smile.
Remus Lupin, who had become Harry's Bishop, was looking on, and facepalming. "Akeno, I don't think you have an idea of what you're asking for."
Akeno kept smiling. Harry and Rias had only just gotten married a few days ago, and had gone through the ritual that had equalised their powers (and gotten a memorable night of carnal delight into the bargain). At the moment, the only ones inside the clubroom of Kuoh Academy's Occult Research Club were Harry, Hermione, Remus, Rias, Koneko, and Akeno. The others were out making contracts.
Hermione looked askance at her fellow Nephilim. "I thought you were more of a sadist than a masochist."
"I'm a bit of both. But you're right, Hermione. I'm more into giving than receiving. But that doesn't mean I'm not curious. The Cruciatus Curse has fascinated me for a long time. I just wanted to see if I liked it."
"One of the three Unforgivable Curses, the one that causes excruciating pain, and drove Neville's parents insane…and you want to have it cast on you," Remus said flatly. After a moment, he said, "I'm glad Neville's out making contracts. If he saw this happening, he'd pitch a fit. All because you want to indulge your kink."
"Pervert," Koneko opined in her quiet monotone as she nibbled on a stick of dango. Not that she meant any ill-will by it. Koneko and Akeno were friends after all.
"Anyway, it's not like it'd work," Hermione said. "The Cruciatus Curse requires hatred to function, hatred and sadism. There's nobody in this room, or in the Peerages, who'd want to do that. And as far as I know, consensual BDSM doesn't actually have any true hatred or sadism in it per se."
"That is true to a degree. What you said about the Cruciatus Curse, anyway," Rias said. "But pushing magical power into it also helps. Think of how water moves through a hose. Think of sadism and malice as a nozzle. Now, you could have a lot less water going through the hose, but the nozzle gives it direction and power. But you can get a similar result with more water flowing through the hose. You won't be able to sustain the Cruciatus for long, more like a second at most. It'd be enough for Akeno to get her little taste of the Cruciatus. Either the power of a Devil or a Fallen should help."
"I hope these wards prevent the Japanese Ministry from detecting it," Harry muttered, still not liking this one bit. "They'd be down on us like a ton of bricks if they detect us using this."
"They will. And I've got sound-dampening wards as well. And I'm not asking any of you to do it more than once," Rias said. "I'm asking you to do this purely as a favour to my Queen."
Harry, Hermione, and Remus looked at each other, before Hermione stepped forward. "I'll do it."
"Oh my, Hermione. Still sore about that prank I played on you when your mother was training me?" Akeno asked.
"Amongst other things. This isn't about revenge, though. I got you back for that booby-trap. No, this is because I'm curious about what'll happen too. Plus, I don't think Harry can muster up any ill-will for you."
"Whereas you can?"
"Only a little. This is gonna be weird," Hermione muttered, before she pointed her wand at Akeno, who merely licked her lips in anticipation. "CRUCIO!"
The curse lasted for all of a few seconds, because Hermione didn't actually feel much ill-will towards her fellow Nephilim (and most of that was from Akeno and Hermione being somewhat fractious towards each other when they first met), though she pushed as much power as she dared into the curse. Akeno convulsed and screamed loudly (though whether in pleasure or pain, it was impossible to tell), her eyes rolling up in their sockets, before she subsided, unconscious.
Rias went over to her Queen, Koneko following soon thereafter. "Is she all right?" Hermione asked hurriedly, regretting having gone along with this perverse experiment.
Rias nodded. "She'll be all right. She'll just need a rest."
"She is in a mild comatose state," Koneko said. "Multiple climaxes in a few seconds." After a moment, she added, as an afterthought, "Pervert."
In the depths of her comatose state, Akeno murmured softly, "Thank you, sir, may I have another?"
As Hermione gently but hastily wiped her wand, as if it had done something dirty (it had), she remarked to Harry, "And the sad thing is, this is far from the weirdest thing to happen here."
Remus shook his head. "Believe me, between this place and what the Marauders used to get up to, I've seen stranger. Doesn't mean I like it."
"Don't worry, Hermione. Akeno definitely enjoyed that, though I'll have to make sure that's a one-off thing," Rias said. "There is, after all, such a thing as too much of a good thing."
"Thank whatever deity is listening for that," Harry muttered.
TALE 1 ANNOTATIONS:
I originally thought of this as an idea for the main story, but when I thought about this little collection of omake tales, I thought this should be front and centre. And yes, apparently Akeno is a masochist (according to TV Tropes), she's just more into the sadism side of BDSM. I just thought this would be what happened if Akeno did get the Cruciatus Curse applied to her. And yes, I made that crap up about how putting more power into it might make it usable when the user bears little ill-will towards the victim.
This is set a couple of weeks before they get Issei. Thank goodness he wasn't around to witness that, huh?
No numbered annotations this time.
