answers to reviewers questions or statements:
lord web of life of destiny: Felicia is not going to join the Kuoh Academy and Koneko and Asia will not be in the harem, period.
CRUDEN: That's about right.
chm01: Mister Mittens is why Peter shouldn't be allowed to pick out pets. No, Thori's going to prove why he still might be the worse between the two.
max03: Several chapters ago. She's Peter's Knight.
Bladewolf101: Peter and members of his harem will sleep with her a few times and Felicia will invite her to a few orgies but she wont become an official member.
Disclaimer: I don't own any Marvel or High School DxD characters seen, mentioned or used.
Deep beneath the Papal Basilica of St. Peter of Vatican City laid an ancient stronghold, built hundreds of years ago at the start of what humans came to call the Renaissance. The structure, which was originally created to act as a bunker and safe haven for the Papacy of the Catholic Church in the event Armageddon, had over the years slowly transformed into a facility that trained a legion of skilled and powerful humans, mostly Exorcists, to aid the Angels in combating the powers of Hell. All over the world the Church looked for the most promising, the most powerful and the most devoted to aid the Angels in protecting Humanity at large from the Devils and their nightmarish minions. From learning to recognize the signs of demonic possession, summoning, to fighting the fiends themselves, the Church spared no expense to make sure it's followers, it's warriors received the best education to face the forces of Evil in all of it's forms and to resist it's dark, seductive nature.
Towards the center of the facility, aptly named the Holy Fortress, sat a young woman, her eyes closed as if in silent contemplation, by the name of Xenovia Quarta.
She could be considered a unrivaled beauty worthy of a goddess in every since of the word. With chin-length blue hair with a dyed green fringe on the right side, dark yellow eyes that seemed to glow like gold in certain lights and a body that looked built to sin in all manner of ways rather than uphold Holy Virtues. Over her body was a black skin-tight short sleeve leotard with equally black Kevlar pauldrons, matching fingerless gloves that extend to her biceps and thigh-high boots.
Before Xenovia an interestingly shaped blue bladed broadsword with a golden edge that was even longer than the blunette was tall by several centimeters. The hilt had a semicircular guard on the left side that reached down to just above the sword's pommel. This was one of the Four Holy Swords, Durandal, ancient and powerful weapons said to be on par with the near mythical Excalibur.
"Begin..."
Xenovia's eyes opened as the voice echoed across thee room as her grip slowly tightened on the handle of her blade while she climbed to her feet and held her blade at the ready and took a deep breath.
Several seconds passed before Xenovia's eyes narrowed as she suddenly swung her blade to the right, seemingly slashing at nothing before a shower of sparks erupted and the air rippled a second before a mechanical human like construct appeared. It was the Church's 'Training Drones', though in Xenovia's opinion they looked like crash dummies that had no face but could move and operate almost like a person. They were lightly armored and lightly armed, only possessing a singular blade in each arm that could be unsheathed in an instant.
A deep gorge reaching from the right shoulder all the way down to the left hip was dripping with oil as the machine fell to the ground as Xenovia turned and thrusted her blade forward again, causing another shower of sparks to appear followed shortly by another mechanical being appearing. The blunette quickly kicked the skewered machine off her sword and broke off into a sprint, slashing and hacking at the air around her, her massive sword gliding through the air as if it were light as a feather.
Behind her, Xenovia could hear the delayed explosions of metal and sparks as the machines manifested only to fall to the ground, forming a grizzly trail of destroyed machinery behind the buxom woman.
Once Xenovia had reached the other end of the room, she stopped and pivoted on her left foot while reversing her grip on Durandal and thrusted the powerful blade back and up at a slight angle. The Holy Sword user smirked as she felt a small shower of sparks rain down on her upper shoulders and back as another machine appeared, it's head all but split in half from the massive blade piercing through it. With a yell, Xenovia ripped her blade through and sprinted back across the room, falling and sliding on her knees as several blurry blades appeared around eye level and made to swipe at her.
'Too slow' she thought with a grin as she, still holding her blade with a reverse grip, slashed at the machine's legs, cutting them off at the 'knees'.
The drones went tumbling to the ground as oil sputtered out from their dismembered limbs while she slid back to her feet and brought Durandal up to block several unseen strikes against her. She gritted her teeth as she felt the force of the blows before she pushed back and brought her Holy Sword up and jabbed the hilt towards where she assumed the head was and was met with brief resistance before the metal buckled under the force of her hit. She quickly turned on her heel, bringing Durandal up to just above her chest and cut a wide arc, severing several more invisible drones before coming to a stop.
Her eyes glanced around the large room to see over two dozen drones lying destroyed on the floor. The floor was drenched with oil and a few small fires began to grow on a few of the drones that had a loose wire ignite what oil remained in their chassis. The room was silent aside from the occasional bursts of sparks from the butchered drones and Xenovia's boots sliding across the ground as she looked around for any more signs of enemy combatants. With all the oil on the ground and the drones bodies scattered all over the place, she'll be able to spot any approaching foes quickly.
'Assuming they move...' Xenovia thought as she tightened her grip on the Holy Sword's handle before she suddenly turned and parried away an invisible strike before backing away as the air before her shimmered and a large humanoid like being appeared before her.
The drone was more heavily armored on the torso and arms and instead of two legs the drone possessed three. It also possessed a trial shaped set of eyes that followed Xenovia's every move while a highly advance program calculated hundreds of possible moves she'll make from here on out in this battle. Even seasoned Exorcists would struggle against such a machine but Xenovia just smirked at the drone as she raised her blade over her head an waited.
'Let's see if they've improved this thing since I last faced it' she thought with confidence as the drone charged at her with speed that defied it's massive size.
Xenovia waited until the drone was almost on top of her before she stabbed Durandal into the ground and launched herself into the air and landed on the drone's head. The massive automaton stopped in surprise and made to grab the bluenette before she kicked off the machine with enough force to send it stumbling forward. the machine made a series of clicks as it extended a large blade out of both it's arms and turned towards Xenovia and brandished them in a form of intimidation. This did little to deter the blue haired woman as she held up Durandal and pointed it towards the drone.
"This is the end for you" Xenovia said before she sprinted towards the machine with Durandal at her side before she leaped into the air and swung her blade across the machine.
The drone's blade tried to hit Xenovia but by the time the weapon slashed at where her head once was, the buxom woman had already soared passed the machine and landed in a kenneling position with her eyes closed. She let out a sigh and grinned as she opened her eyes and slowly stood up and turned back to the massive machine and watched as the line she cut into it appeared stretching from the top of it's head to the waist. The drone's torso quickly spilt apart, sending a shower of sparks into the air as oil poured from the open wound like a waterfall and spilled on to the floor.
The drone stumbled forward a few steps before collapsing with a loud 'crash' that caused Xenovia to wince as the sound bounced around the room.
"Excellent work Xenovia… a new record" the voice said again over the room's intercom "At this rate, you may very well surpass Elsa Bloodstone's score"
"I thank you Bishop Russell" Xenovia said with a bow towards where she knew the observation post was located.
"Hit the showers and then report to Father Symthe's study"
Xenovia's eyes widened at this "For what purpose?"
"Unknown, but I'd recommend haste. He, along with many of the higher ups seem... nervous" Bishop Russell stated.
"Than by your leave" Xenovia said as she turned to leave.
She'd have to cut back the time she spent in the shower considerably if someone as powerful as Father Symthe, the director of the Church's 'Demonic Incursion Response Team' was calling for her.
"Go child... and may God be with you"
...
"Xenovia!" a voice spoke up from behind the blunette, causing her to stop and turn to see her fellow Holy Sword user, Irina Shidou.
Irina was about an inch shorter than Xenovia with long light brown hair tied into twin tails and dazzling violet colored eyes. She was dressed in a body suit similar to Xenovia's though her's looked less restricted compared to the blunette's. She wasn't a bad person, but Irina's personality was something that Xenovia didn't like being around longer than absolutely necessary.
"Irina..." Xenovia nodded politely towards the girl.
"Are you off to meet with Bishop Symthe as well?" Irina asked as she came to a stop before the more powerful woman.
Xenovia nodded as she gestured for Irina to walk with her "Yes. Bishop Russell told me that he wished to speak with me personally"
"Do you have any idea why?" Irina asked with confusion "Mother Griselda told me she didn't know why"
"I was told much the same, though Bishop Russell believes it may be connected to why all of the higher ups seem... nervous" Xenovia said as the two approached Father Symthe's study "Perhaps they found more Holy Swords from the failed Excalibur Project"
"Maybe" Irina said with a nod before something occurred to her "But wait, why would Father Symthe wish to speak with us if that's the case? The Demonic Incursion Response Team deals with rogue Demons and overly ambitious Devils roaming around. The Excalibur Project is more of Doctor Mason's area of expertise as the head of the-"
"I'm aware" Xenovia said with a sigh "Perhaps a demon has acquired it for some unknown reason and since you and I have succeeded in retrieving most of the of the Holt Swords, Father Symthe wishes for either out input or aid"
"Than why not speak to Mother Griselda than?" Irina asked with a frown as they arrived at Symthe's study.
"We're about to find out" Xenoiva said as she raised her hand and politely knocked on the door and waited.
As the two stood there waiting, a number of Nuns and Priests passed them by in the halls. Most didn't give Xenovia or Irina a second glance, but a few paused to momentarily study them, likely wondering what two Holy Sword users, the Church's only ones, were doing at the office for Father Symthe. Eventually they both heard a muffled 'Come in' and stepped through the doors as they parted for them.
Alistaire Symthe's office wasn't overtly large compared to some of the other directors of the Church's various projects and sub divisions, but it was extremely well furbished. On one wall hung dozens of Devil skulls that Father Symthe had gained from his days as a mere foot solider in the Demonic Incursion Response Team, along with a number of inhuman Demons that even Xenovia would be hesitant to challenge. And at the far end of the room, behind a metal desk, sat Father Symthe himself.
He wasn't very old looking, appearing to only be in his late forties with graying hair and several faded scars on his face. His left hand was prosthetic, having lost it to a rampaging Dragon a decade ago. His icy blue eyes watched as Xenovia and Irina entered his office and approached his desk, not as a man, but as a hunter assessing two new intruders into his domain. The cold indifference in the man's eyes caused a shiver to crawl up Xenovia's back. Once the two young women were close enough, they both gave Father Symthe a bow of respect.
"Good day Father Symthe" Xenovia said respectfully.
"Xenovia, Irina, welcome" Symthe said with a nod as he gestured for the two women to take a seat at one of the two chairs in front of his desk "Forgive me for the suddenness of this meeting, even more so since you are not affiliated with my department, but time is short and circumstances are forcing me to look beyond my staff"
Xenovia and Irina both shared a look of confusion before they returned their gazes back to Father Symthe with the blunette speaking for the pair.
"Father Symthe, what is it? What has happened to cause you and the Church such distress?" she questioned.
The old priest said nothing as he stared off between the two women into the distance with an unreadable expression on his scared face. The air began to slowly grow thick with tension as Xenovia and Irina both waited for an answer. The two have never seen the Exorcist like this before, not even when facing down monstrous Demons and other hellish spawns from the Underworld. Finally the man sighed and turned his attention back to them with a grave expression on his face.
"We've received word that one of Mephisto's spawn, a Devil that calls itself Peter, now walks the Earth"
Xenovia and Irina's eyes both shot open at this, with the latter's filling with terror while Xenovia's quickly narrowed in silent rage.
"W-What?" Irina stammered out with her face pale "One of the Deceiver's blood is here?"
"Indeed" Father Symthe said with a nod "For quite some time now from what we've gathered. He's been in Japan, a small town by the name of Kuoh and he's already crossed paths with the Fallen Angels there and killed one of their number along with a score of their followers"
"How is it this, this... this abomination been able to stay under the radar so long?!" Xenovia demanded in outrage.
"We are unsure" Smythe said with a frown on his face as he stroked his chin, part of it missing from a grave injury he received years ago "Though some of us believe it has to do with the fact he's made no overt moves since arriving. Not unlike the last one, but we have seen that he's been spending quite a bit of time with Rias Gremory, heir to the Devil House of Gremory"
"Are the House of Mephisto and Gremory allies?" Xenovia asked with a frown.
She had no idea what the current political climate was for the Devils within the Underworld. Who was aligned with who never really mattered to the blue haired beauty since they were all the same backstabbing evil beings that dared to defy the Will of God. But so long as they stared in the Underworld and caused no trouble for Humanity or posed a threat to the will of God, they could do whatever it is they liked to do in their spare time.
"We've heard rumors that Mephisto wishes to align the two houses via marriage between his youngest decedent and the current heir of the Gremory Family" Father Symthe revealed with a tired sigh as he ran a hand over his face "You can see why such a union would be problematic for us. The family to one of the Great Satans and the family to the most powerful Devil to have ever lived..."
"Their children would be nightmares given physical form" Irina said with a pale face at the thought of two powerful bloodlines like them coming together to create a new one.
"They'd be butchers is what they'd be" Xenovia said with a hard expression on her face.
She's heard the tales of the House of Mephisto, of how utterly depraved the family was, even to fellow Devils. The Great War between Heaven, Hell and the Fallen Angels started because of Mephisto's lust for power. Legend has it that he was the one that corrupted the Angels that would go on to become the Fallen Angels that plague both Heaven, Hell and Humanity to this very day, turned Adam against his first wife Lilith and that it was Mephisto himself that manipulated Eve to eat the Forbidden Fruit from the Tree of Knowledge and cause Humanity to be banished from Eden. And those were just a mere handful of the crimes he's committed since his creation that were known to the Church.
'And whose to say that his spawn are any better?' Xenovia thought with righteous anger at the thought of one of Mephisto's bloodline trying to spread discord and hate.
It took all of her self restraint to not gear up, fly to Japan and gut the bastard now while they still had his location. Before he fled back to the Underworld like the coward his kind she believed them to be.
Symthe seemed to be aware of Xenovia's thoughts and nodded as he leaned forward and rested his elbows on the edge and looked at both women with a serious expression on his face.
"I called you both here because you two are currently our only wielders of Holy Swords, least the ones we still have, and are some of the Church's most powerful and devote members" Symthe said as he looked at the two with an appraising eye "Which is why I've asked that you both be placed under my command to carry out this covert mission"
"What mission is that Father?" Irina asked while Xenovia's eyes narrowed a little at the word 'covert'
Why would the Church want this mission to be kept secret?
"You'll both travel to Japan" Symthe revealed tot he two women "You'll locate and monitor this spawn of Devilry and hate. You will assess his strengths, weaknesses, allies, goals- everything. I want to know everything about him, from his most powerful abilities to what foot he starts off walking to when he needs to use a bathroom. And than, when the time is right..."
Xenovia and Irina both leaned forward as they waited for what Father Symthe said with anxious expressions. Xenovia knew what the man was going to say, what had been decided by the higher ups and was eager to carry it out. Irina on the other hand looked more nervous than her fellow Holy Sword user. As powerful and as skilled as she was, Irina knew that she'd stand no chance against any Devil that was the blood of Mephisto. She'd face the Devil and fight him with everything she had, but she knew her limits as they were currently.
Finally, Symthe looked up at the two and spoke in a low, dark whisper.
"You will kill him"
...
"Oh fuck me baby, ah!"
Not for the first nor he suspected last time was Peter relieved that the building that he moved his and Raynare's rutting into was so empty and the walls thick to muffle the screams coming from his Pawn. For the past hour and a half since they began, Peter had taken the former Fallen Angel in a manner of ways in his web hammock before he moved them inside as the air began to grow a little too cold for them and he wanted to act out a few fantasies that were office space related. Raynare giggled at Peter's reasoning for moving them inside and kept that eager smile on her face as he carried her bridal style, his cock still snugly indie her vagina until they reached a mostly complete office and helped themselves to it.
Raynare's grin grew even more excited as Peter placed her on her feet before he turned her around and pressed her front up against the office's window while his hands roamed over her reddened rear.
"What do you think I've been doing the past hour and a half?" Peter purred into his Pawn's ear, causing her to giggle again as he aligned his cock with the dark haired beauty's snatch, wet with her cum and his saliva.
Raynare looked over her shoulder at her King and grinned as she pushed herself back into Peter, causing his dick to slide into her love cavern. The busty beauty moaned at the penetration while Peter closed his eyes and just enjoyed the warmth of his Pawn wrapped around his member. He rested his hands on Raynare' hips and used them to pull her off his cock until only the tip was halfway in before bringing her back hard. Raynare's gasp was drowned out by the sound of her ass hitting Peter's waist before it turned into a throaty moan as one of his hands released her hip and reached around to flick her swollen clit.
"UGH, baby yes!" Raynare moaned like a bitch in heat.
Her body felt like it was on fire as Peter's manipulations of her sensitive bundle of nerves caused her to reach newer heights of ecstasy. No matter how familiar Peter grew with her body, he always seemed to find new ways to increase the pleasure she was feeling. If she didn't know any better, she'd swear that was his special power, being able to stimulate a lucky woman to levels of pleasure that couldn't be comprehended.
"F-F-Fuck!" Raynare gasped as her legs shook as she struggled to keep standing as Peter vigorously rubbed her clit.
"NGH, fucking shit!" Peter gritted his teeth as he struggled to not cum at the pressure his cock was under from Raynare's walls tightening their hold on him.
The way her hips moved under his actions and when she experienced a minor orgasm increased the pleasure he was feeling and made him want to thrown tact to the wind and just fuck his Pawn through the window.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit- OHHHHH!" Raynare sounded as Peter's hand became a blur with how fast it was moving and he began to thrust into her tight snatch "OHHHH FUUUUUUCK. FUCKING, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK BABY DONT YOU DARE FUCKING STOP! PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF THE DARK ONE DONT FUCKING STOOOOOOOP!"
The former Fallen Angel's vision briefly went white as she came.
Peter let out a growl that sounded more like a muffled roar as he increased the speed of his humping into the withering beauty before him as if it were the last thing he'd ever feel. Raynare kept out a loud scream as she hit the apex of her orgasm and slammed her head into the glass, causing it to crack as Peter hammered into her snatch like a demon. She could feel his cock twitching, the frantic pace he was humping her with, he was going to cum, and soon.
"Cum inside me baby" Raynare gasped as she looked over her shoulder at Peter with a sultry grin that was made even more erotic looking with how some of her hair hung over her face, partially obscuring her face "Paint my fucking twat with your cum you demonic bastard. Defile this Former Angel's slutty pussy!"
"H-Here... I-It... cums!" Peter growled out as he finally couldn't hold back anymore and shot his load deep into Raynare's body.
The former Fallen Angel shivered as she felt her King's Demonic seed spill into her.
"Oop" Peter said as he caught Raynare as the strength in her legs finally gave out and nearly slipped off hic cock and on to the floor.
"S-S-Sorry..." Raynare panted as Peter held her close and slowly stumbled back to the chair behind the desk and collapsed into it.
"Least your still conscious this time" Peter snickered as he adjusted himself on the seat and leaned back against the cool leather.
"Fuck that felt great" Raynare panted as she wiped the sweat from her brow "I never thought I'd say this... but fucking thank you for making me part of your harem"
"Peerage" Peter said with a twitching brow.
Raynare laughed as she looked back over her shoulder and bit her lip as she gazed into Peter's eyes with lust "Peter, it's a fucking harem. Just call it what it is and be done with it"
"But harem sounds so..." Peter trialed off as he tried to think of the appropriate word "Simplified to what you all really are"
"How so?" Raynare asked with a snort as she leaned back against Peter's chest and took a deep breath as they stared out the window towards the nighttime sky.
"You do more for me than just state my needs" Peter said as he rested his chin on Raynare's shoulder and inhaled her scent while his hands reached up and cupped the Devil's breasts "You help me in fights, watch out for Thori when I'm at school, keep me company, monitor others in my stead and update me on what their doing, keep my affairs in order-"
"So a fancy harem" Raynare interrupted with a grin as she looked back towards Peter and gave him a deep kiss.
"Not... A... Harem" Peter worded between kisses before he grabbed some of Raynare's hair and yanked it hard to the side, causing the woman to gasp and expose more of her neck which he attacked with his lips and tongue.
"Ha...rem!" Raynare gasped out as Peter's tongue started at the base of her neck and slowly climbed to the joint of her jaw.
Peter planted a small kiss on Raynare's cheek before he leaned back in the chair and let out a exhausted sigh as he tried to bring his heartbeat under control. While Raynare settled for resting against his front and clench and unclench his cock every so often, keeping him hard inside of her cum drench twat. He could feel his and Raynare's cum leaking out and on to his pelvis before it dripped down to pool in the seat he was in.
"How many people do you think your dog found by now?" Raynare asked as she looked out at the nighttime cityscape that was Kuoh. It wasn't as nice as a lot of the other cities she's been to since coming to Earth, but it was better than nothing.
"Given his acute sense of smell, his determination to find Sona and Rias's Peerage so he can get a special cinnamon treat my mom sent him for when he's a good boy, and the fact he likes to hunt things and terrify them in the process..." Peter trailed off as he thought it over for a moment before shrugging "I'd say about half of each Peerage by now"
"Shame that Rias chose that dumbass Issei to be her team's hunter" Raynare said with a shake of her head "I'd love to see Thori find him"
"You really hate him, don't you?" Peter said with a snort.
"He's a perverted idiot that should've stayed dead" Raynare said with a growl of annoyance "And he took me on the most boring, libido killing date I've ever been on. I mean, never before have I ever wanted to kill my date as fast as I wanted to kill him because he sucked so bad at dating. I mean, if it was fun, the least I'd do is give him a blowjob before running him through with a Light Spear"
"Good to know" Peter said with a eye roll "If I take you on dates, make sure their fun enough so that you don't try to skewer me with a Dark Spear"
"Shouldn't be too hard my king" Raynare cooed as she shook her rear, causing them to both moan as a few waves of pleasure washed over them from their continued union "You know how to show a girl a good time"
"Thank your Queen for that" Peter said as he planted a kiss on Raynare's shoulder, savoring the taste of her flesh.
"Oh, I did... many, many times" Raynare giggled before it slowly died down and she let out a sigh of content as she leaned back even more against Peter and closed her eyes "You know, when you first turned me into a Devil, I thought it was gonna suck"
"Oh?" Peter said with a raised brow.
"Yeah" Raynare said as she sat forward a little before she began to slowly turn her body around, still maintaining their connection, until she was straddling his hips "I thought you were gonna make me a glorified sex slave. And when I wasn't doing that, I'd be your maid, cleaning up after you, the rest of your Peerage and your mutt"
"I mean, you kinda do at least two of those things" Peter said with some confusion.
"True, but the sex is better than I thought it'd be and your mutt seems to prefer Laura to me so..." Raynare shrugged.
"Well Laura's father is part wolf, so's Thori's mother so I guess he likes the familiarity. Either that or he's still not happy about the threat you made against him. He tends to remember that kind of stuff" Peter said as he rested his hands on Raynare's hips and began to trace circles on her warm sweaty flesh.
"I noticed" Raynare said with a smirk "He reminds me how much he'd love to kill me anytime I see him"
"Bah, he threatens everyone like that" Peter said with a eye roll "He once threaten to rip my throat out because I stopped rubbing his tummy ten seconds too early!"
"I'll keep that in mind than" Raynare said with a snort before she glanced back outside with a thoughtful look on her face.
"What is it?" Peter said with a raised brow.
"Thought I sensed someone out there, watching us" Raynare said with a frown on her face as her eyes scanned the dark sky outside "Could've just imagined it"
"It's probably whoever's been following me around lately" Peter said as he leaned to the side a little to get a better view through the cracked window "I noticed I'm being watched by someone. Erza saw someone literally sniffing at my door and just earlier at school I caught a glimpse of my stalker"
"Did you recognize them?" Raynare asked as she looked back down at her lover.
Peter shook his head "No, but I have a idea or two on who they might be or at least, who their with"
"Fallen Angels?" Raynare guessed.
"No, something worse" Peter said with a sense of dread in his voice.
This caused a sliver of fear to work it's way into Raynare "The Church? The Pure Angels?"
"Church is a possibility but no" Peter said with a frown on his face.
"Than who else could it be? A rival Devil faction maybe?" Raynare asked as she adjusted herself on Peter, biting her lip at the jolt of pleasure her cunt felt at being dragged up and down Peter's member.
This caused Peter to chuckle "Depending on your viewpoint, I guess you could call them a rival faction"
"Do we need to worry about them?"
"They haven't made any serious moves angst me other than letting me know that their watching me" Peter said with a sigh "So, for the time being no we don't have to worry about them"
"That seems rather dangerous" Raynare said with a frown on her face as she raised a hand to brush some of her hair behind her ear.
"True, but I'm not a hundred percent sure who their with and what they want. I'd rather find out a bit more before going at them blind. You'd be surprised how much information you can gather from someone that's watching you" Peter revealed.
"Are the others aware of this?" Raynare questioned.
"Yes, yes, I let the others and Rias know" Peter said with a nod "Just in case"
Raynare nodded before she leaned forward and brought Peter into another steamy kiss as she began to slowly rock her hips.
She had a feeling that the brief period of peace they were enjoying was about to come to abrupt end and she intended to enjoy it to the fullest...
...
Erza Scarlet's world in the last few weeks had taken quite a turn since Peter moved in across from her home.
Devils, cursed weapons that can turn into some sort of abomination, Hellhounds the size of a pony, Fallen Angels... if someone a year ago told her that she'd be killed by a weapon that's been terrorizing her family for decades only to be brought back to life to serve the Great Grandson of the Devil himself, she'd have sent their head through a wall. And that was before she broached the fact she's now in a harem composed of ridiculously attractive women with a libido to match her own.
'Odd that I'm not so against the idea that I'm part of a harem of women who, aside from fighting, see to Peter's sexual needs as well as each others' Erza thought as she silently made her way down a sparsely populated street on the very edge of Kuoh Town 'Must be a side effect of being resurrected, to have my inhibitors lowered. Or perhaps Peter made a few... alterations, to my mindset during said process'
She wasn't sure which was true and honestly she'd rather not find out if possible. It was hard enough waking up the other night after her participation in her first Orgy and coming to terms with her new life, last thing she needed was to go on knowing that her mind has been tampered with and feels unbothered by it.
'Still, becoming this freed my mom from Atrocity's influence... and there are worse fates I suppose' Erza thought with a snort.
After several minutes of walking, Erza finally arrived at her destination, a small bar on the outskirts of the town, still within the boundaries of the 'Game' they were playing.
'The Fiore Basket...' Erza thought as she read the neon sigh over the doorway 'It's been ages since I was here'
She used to work as a waitress and later as a bar maid before she was... let go. It wasn't because she was bad at her job, or because the economy got so bad that the bar's owner was forced to start cutting people, but rather because of an incident when a man got a bit too handsy with her and she may have broken his arm. And his jaw... and for good measure stomped on his balls and crushed one of his testicles.
Thankfully she and the bar weren't sue but the owner had no choice but to let Erza go. Now she's working as a waitress at a small diner, nice place, until next fall when the semester for the college she was accepted into starts.
'Hopefully Peter wont be against me going to college' Erza thought with a frown 'He doesn't strike me as the guy that would care. I don't want my life to be put on hold or even end and end up being a living sex doll for him to fuck whenever his dick gets hard and wants to impale me on it'
With a shake of her head, Erza took a deep breath and pushed open the door and stepped inside the establishment and was greeted to a sight that would leave most men drooling.
Mirajane Strauss, Erza's ex-girlfriend and former rival at Kuoh Academy.
The white haired beauty was dressed in a very revealing beige-colored leopard-printed kimono that bears decorative marks on her shoulders. The kimono itself was wrapped around her torso with a thick decorative yellow ribbon that tied behind her back, with thigh-high socks that revealed Mirajane's heels and toes. Erza's eyes lingered on Mirajane's rear as she remained bent over before she stood up right, seemingly sensing someone looking at her, and turned to see Erza in the door way.
"Erza?" Mirajane said with surprise and excitement on her face as she quickly ran over and brought the red head into a tight hug and squealed in delight "It's been forever since we last saw each other!"
"Mirajane, it's been a week" Erza said with a sigh at her ex-girlfriend's... normality.
"One week too long" Mirajane said with a smile as she loosened the hug enough to pull back and look at Erza, though still kept their bodies in contact with one another's. Erza blushed as Mirajane raised a leg until it was wrapped around the red head's waist, pulling their pelvis's flush against each other "So what brings you here? I doubt it's just to see little old me"
"Actually, that's exactly why I'm here" Erza said with a small grin before she looked down to see her and Mirajane's breasts still pressed tightly against one another's, causing every breath she took to brush her chest against Mirajane's and vice versa "Um, can you-"
"No" Mirajane said cutely, causing Erza to stare dryly at her.
"Please?"
"No!"
"This is making me a little uncomfortable" Erza said with a sigh of annoyance.
"Hasn't been before" Mirajane said with a scoff before she noticed Erza's expression and frowned "What's wro-"
Realization finally hit her and she stumbled back with shock on her face as she raised a shaking hand towards the buxom red head, her face pale and sweat adorning her brow.
"E-Erza… h-have you found... a-another?" she asked in a voice filled with despair.
Erza simply gave the white haired beauty a deadpanned expression "Your being overly dramatic Mirajane"
Mirajane fell to her knees with shock on her face before she raised her fists to the nighttime sky and let out a yell of despair "Nooooooooo!"
'I'm starting to think coming here was a mistake' Erza thought with a twitching brow.
Half an hour later, which felt like an eternity as Mirajane spent twenty of those minutes wailing in misery at Erza seeing someone else, The duo were slowly making their way back to the house that Mirajane shared with her brother and sister. Erza hoped that Elfman and Lissana Strauss weren't home, much as she wanted to see them. What she had to discuss with the eldest Strauss wasn't something she wanted sweet Lissana to hear.
"So, who is he?" Mirajane asked after they walked a few blocks in silence.
"Huh?" Erza sounded dumbly.
"The boy that's got you all distracted" Mirajane said with a giggle "And I know it's a boy because if it were a girl, you wouldn't have bothered to come to me and talk about it. Let alone let me press myself up against you like I did. You used to get so angry when we dated and other girls came on to you like that"
"Maybe I've since learned to just deal with it" Erza replied with a slight shrug as the phantom touches of Felicia, Laura and Raynare echoed through her mind.
Mirajane hummed at this before she grinned "Maybe. Though you didn't deny it was a boy that's got you all distracted!"
"Your right, I didn't" Erza said with a nod "And you are right, to a degree. I am distracted, and it is because of a boy"
"Is he cute?" Mirajane asked with stars in her eyes.
"If your in to the quiet, intellectual types, than yes" Erza said with a small grin.
"Ooh, going for brains this time around huh?" Mirajane teased.
"Jellal had brains too" Erza said with a frown.
"And a personality that did not match" Mirajane said with a wave of her hands before she leaned in close towards Erza "You sleep with him yet?"
Erza's face turned as red as her face "W-What- huh?!"
"I'll take that as a yes" Mirajane said with a giggle "Is he big? Aggressive? Submissive?"
"I- He's- UGH, we are not having this conversation!" Erza said with a shake of her head as she tried to force the blood from her face.
Mirajane couldn't help but laugh at this and placed her hand on Erza's shoulder "If you didn't want to have this conversation, you wouldn't have come to me in the first place"
"I came to you because for some reason I thought you'd be able to rein yourself in enough to help me figure out some things that've been on my mind" Erza said in a quiet voice.
This caused Mirajane's grin to fall and her face grew more concerned "Erza? What's wrong, really?"
"It's-..." the red headed beauty began before she stopped and looked around briefly.
While she knew that none of her 'sisters' or Peter were close by, they seem to be on the other end of the city if what she was sensing was right, that didn't mean that someone else wasn't watching her. She glanced back at Mirajane to see the worry on the white haired beauty's face and shook her head, signaling it wasn't the kind of thing she wanted to discuss in public. Mira nodded at this and grabbed Erza's hand and pulled her at a faster pace to her home.
As the two beauties made their way to Mirajane's house, a pair of blood shot eyes followed the Erza's form specifically before they narrowed as the two women turned around a corner and out of the individual's line of sight.
"So close... yet so far"
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And done.
Next chapter, The uninvited player...