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{Chronostrasza}

[Yserastrasza]

{Spoken Draconic}

3rd Person PoV

Shoichiro and Haruhi returned to their mother's castle the following morning in higher spirits, and it was evident to everyone around the table. Clearly something had happened the night before, but nobody felt it necessary to question it...

...nobody except their mother, that is.

"Well, Shoichiro," Arceus mused over her cup of tea, "how was your night with your fourth wife?"

Shoichiro was confused, and he made no gesture to hide it. "What are you talking about? I was with Haruhi all night."

"I know, that's why I asked."

Shoichiro said nothing, merely continuing to eat, until the exact gravity of her words hit him. "You cannot be serious?!"

"Have you ever known me to not be serious?"

Shoichiro went from confused to agitated. "Let me be unmistakably clear about one thing: I am not, nor will I ever be, any sort of interested in my flesh-and-blood sister!"

"Well... how interested do you really need to be to put a baby in her?"

Agitation gave way to apoplexy, and Shoichiro stormed off to avoid literally flipping the table.

He was in his room, still fuming half an hour later, when there was a knock on the door. "Come in!" he snapped, and it was Sakuya. "What do you want?"

"Haruhi told me what you and her talked about."

"Yeah... and?"

"Can you come to my lab? There's something I need to show you."

Shoichiro followed Sakuya to her lab at her request. There, she had several domes set up on one of the counters. "She told you she had never been able to have children, right?"

"Yes..."

"Well, I figured out why that is." She tapped the three domes, and various DNA models appeared in the air. "Here, we have the classic 'double helix' model of human DNA. Dragon DNA is what I've come to call a 'triple-helix;' the protein bonds criss-cross in various patterns depending on the flight, as displayed here. Then we have demidragon DNA, which is a 50-50 blend of double- and triple-helical bonds. Haruhi is a 50-50 human-dragon hybrid, which means she - and all of Mama's human children - can't have children, because their sex cells are half-human and half-dragon so they don't know which species they should be trying to recreate. Although... I do have a hypothesis, but you're not going to like hearing it."

"Try me."

"I wonder if it were possible for demidragons to mate with each other. In theory, it should work because sex cells with identical genetic proportions should be able to mate with each other to create half-human, half-dragon offspring. Unfortunately, the only demidragons around for you all to mate with are... your own blood siblings. And it goes without saying that I haven't been nearly as successful in finding subjects to research that particular theory as some of my others."

Shoichiro went absolutely pale at hearing those words. "So if I ever want to have kids, I'm gonna have to knock up one of my sisters?!"

"Oh... umm... not exactly. You're a special case, because your DNA is actually pushing across the 50-50 threshold." She pointed to what looked like a thumbprint reader attached to one of the many computers in the room. "Would you touch your thumb to that terminal? It's going to take a sample of your blood."

Shoichiro pricked himself and donated the blood, and after a few moments his own DNA hovered over one of the light domes. "Oh wow... this is beyond what I expected. You are actually 70 percent dragon on a genetic level now, which means you would need to find someone with that exact genetic proportion as you. And the odds of that happening is... not great."

"Holy shit..."

"Truth be told, that's why Mama adopts her human children out to their older siblings, like you were given to Haruhi. They can't have children of their own, so she acts kind of like a surrogate for them."

"Oh... I see..."

"I believe the reason she suggested you and Haruhi... be intimate with one another... was so that she might actually have a child of her own. That's why she's so protective of you; the one thing I know Haruhi has wanted since she was a little girl was to be a mother herself."

"Does she know all of this?"

"...no."

"Why not? Why haven't you told her?"

"Honestly, I had hoped Mama would be the one to do that... I just never really felt like it was my place."

"I see... while we're on the subject..." He flicked his wrist and manifested his Clockwork Blaze gauntlet. "If Chronostrasza completely burned my body to ash when I was killed by the fallen angel, how and why am I still any sort of human at all?"

{I cannot 'unmake' what you are,} Chronostrasza stated. {You were born a human-dragon hybrid, and that is what I had to rebuild you as. As far as the shift in your DNA, I believe it's because your body is evolving on its own to support the strain of our combined powers, but eventually it should reach a limit.}

"That makes sense enough, I suppose."

Shoichiro and Sakuya both sat in her lab for a few moments in silence, seemingly allowing him to collect his thoughts about everything he had just learned. Eventually he went back to his room to continue his misery in solitude.

{Talk to me, champ.}

"It's just that I dreamed of one day marrying Asia and having children of our own together... I guess that's all it can ever be, is a dream."

{Well, if it's any consolation, you humans do have a way of believing that dreams can come true.}

Shoichiro chuckled ever so slightly. "Yeah, you're right about that. Even in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary."

{It's one of the things I admire most about your species.}

"My species... you mean human-dragon hybrids? I can't even say 'half-and-half,' because I'm not half and half; apparently I'm some random amalgamation of human and dragon, and dragon seems to be taking over my body for whatever reason, but not enough to make me a full-blooded dragon in which case I would actually be able to reproduce."

{Oh... sorry, didn't mean to strike that particular nerve.}

"It's not your fault, it's just the way things are... I guess the sooner I accept that fact, the better."

Shoichiro continued his moping for quite some time, until Asia and Lysandra came to his room. "Is everything all right?" Asia asked. "Sakuya said you weren't feeling well and Rias ended up taking over training for this morning."

"Oh... yeah, I'm fine." Now Shoichiro was pissed at himself; his melancholy was starting to affect those around him.

But before he could do or say anything, he noticed Lysandra eying him suspiciously. "Are you really, though?"

"Yes, I am... I mean it."

Lysandra said nothing, merely getting up and locking his bedroom door, shedding her clothes as she crossed the floor back to his bed.

"Okay, what's go-" Before Shoichiro could even finish his question, Lysandra's lips were locked on top of his. Before he could reciprocate, however, he felt a sharp sting in his upper lip. "Mmmph! Lmmgo!" he protested, but he suddenly felt dizzy and the room got really hazy.

PoV: Shoichiro

What... the hell?

A second ago I was in bed with Asia and Lysandra, but the next thing I know I'm in a grassy clearing.

I see a few trees dotting the landscape, but not much other than that.

The sun is directly overhead like at high noon, so at least the rest of the day and half of another has to have passed... right?

There's a light breeze blowing, and it's the perfect temperature - neither too hot nor too cold, almost like spring... but wasn't it closer to fall?

Something's not right here... I flick my wrist and try to call Chromie several times, but nothing happens. "Chromie? Where are you?"

"There you are," Chromie said, suddenly appearing next to me in her corporeal form rather than on my right hand, which I don't even attempt to hide my astonishment at.

I ask her what the hell is going on here, and she tells me that she's not really sure how to explain it, but...

"...you're dreaming."

"Really? This doesn't look like my normal dreamspace."

"Because this isn't a normal dream. You dream like dragons do, in that when you're sleeping your consciousness actually occupies an alternate reality. But this... I don't know what's causing this."

"Wait a sec... an alternate reality - is that why I'm able to control my dreams the way I do?"

"Precisely."

"And when the fuck were you going to explain that to me?"

"Never, if I could avoid it."

Before I'm able to comment on exactly how much of an asshole that makes her, I hear a small voice calling out. "Papa!"

I whirl around to the sound of the voice, and what-in-the-entire-hell...?!

Running towards me are a bunch of children. They're varied in age and size (the oldest look to be teenagers, while the youngest are maybe four or five years old), but that's far from the most important thing about them.

In varying ways, it's like looking at myself when I was younger. One of the boys is built almost exactly like I was, while one of the girls has my hair.

And the eyes... Dragonqueen's grace, the eyes!

Some of the children have my brown eyes, some have Asia's green, and some even have Lysandra's purple.

But not even that could prepare me for what was to come.

"We've been looking all over for you, Papa... c'mon, Mama's waiting for you over here. You come too, Aunt Chromie."

"All right... come on, 'Auntie.'" Can't help but laugh a little bit at that.

We follow the kids through a sparse gathering of trees, and what I see there is enough to make me swear I was dreaming had that not already been confirmed.

Sitting on a blanket are Asia and Lysandra. Both of them are holding a small child in their arms - Asia is actually nursing - and they are both far along into pregnancies. Six or seven months if I had to guess.

"Shoichiro, there you are... we've been looking for you."

I take a seat between the girls. "Yeah, that's great but... what is all this?"

"Your family."

My... WHAT?! I'm positive I didn't hear that right... but wait a sec. "This is all a dream though, right?"

Lysandra puts one of the smaller children in my lap. She's maybe two at the most, has Lysandra's silver hair in a small poof on the back of her head, and she's looking at me with those honey eyes that could only have come from me. She then says something that I have no realistic way to wrap my mind around.

"Yes, it's a dream... but this dream is a gift, so please enjoy it while it lasts."

And so I do.

Asia, Lysandra, 'Aunt Chromie' and myself spend an untold amount of time playing with these - no, with our children. Children that in all honesty may never exist outside of this space, this moment...

...but for right here and now, I can live with that.

3rd Person PoV

Shoichiro blinked himself awake to find himself with Asia and Lysandra draped all over him... and naturally, all three of them were naked.

His mind was still a little hazy, but he remembered having a dream. He couldn't remember any details about the dream, but for whatever reason, it felt... happy.

He detangled himself from his two girlfriends and poured himself a mug of tea. It was stone cold, which meant they had been asleep for quite some time, so he warmed the tea with his hands before taking a sip.

Chromie?

{Huh? Wha... what's going on?} He could tell from the tone of her voice that she had been asleep as well. {Oh, you're awake... did you just have a really weird dream?}

Well, it was weird in the sense that I don't remember a single thing about it.

{Neither can I, and that's really weird. Normally you can control your dreams, so forgetting one doesn't make any sense at all.}

But, I do get the feeling that it was a happy dream.

{That's good for you, then. Your oxytocin levels are off the charts, so you were definitely dreaming. But you don't re... wait a sec... there's something else here too.}

Something else like what?

{I have no idea, but the best word I can use for it is a drug. It's a neurostimulant riding the molecular coattails of melatonin.}

Those... are certainly words.

{Put shortly, you ingested something designed to make you not only sleep but dream as well.}

But when, and how... wait a sec! Right before I fell asleep, Lysandra kissed me and it felt like she bit my lip...

{You think she drugged you somehow?}

You have to remember how perilously little I know about her powers.

{This is true... what are you going to do?}

Shoichiro thought deeply while he finished off his mug of tea. For some reason, the worst he said in response sounded uncannily familiar.

Enjoy it while it lasts.

{...Definitely not the worst idea you've ever had.}

He looked at the empty space between Asia and Lysandra and, having finished both his tea and conversation, occupied it once again.

Sometime that evening, all three were awakened by a very loud knock on the door, followed by some yells in Draconic.

"Jeez, it's Alexstrasza," Lysandra moaned. {Go away, we're still sleeping!} she barked harshly.

{Okay, but Little Brother probably wants his present!}

My present... oh! Hearing that, Shoichiro sprang to his feet and opened the door.

{Glad to see you're awake...} Alexstrasza started, before realizing that he was still completely naked. {Although from the looks of things, you're a bit more 'up' than I thought you would be.} She set a box down at his feet and walked away, trying not to break into a run.

Shoichiro grabbed the box and closed the door behind him. "What is it, love?" Lysandra asked him.

He opened the box and broke into a wicked grin. "Exactly what I needed."

Later on at dinner, the conversation was lively as everyone recapped the day training under Rias versus a typical day under Shoichiro. He took mental notes for areas he could improve, but the convo actually played into a plan he had hatched earlier.

Rias meanwhile focused on Shoichiro to gauge his reaction, but he was a complete blank. This aggravated her, to the point where she finally just came out and asked him for his thoughts.

"My thoughts?" he said dryly from behind a teacup. "My thoughts are... how much I would love to get my hands on your breasts."

A collective gasp went up from around the room, just as he had anticipated. Karawarner in particular was incensed, but he reckoned that would have to wait. Asia and Lysandra were mildly shocked, but they tried their best to hide it; Asia because she knew Rias had her beat in size, and Lysandra because she knew exactly how much of a pervert he was.

"What? I can't help it... nobody here has a set that big!"

"Cough," said Karawarner, but he continued to ignore her.

"Why should I let you touch them? No way!" Rias stammered.

"Hmm... well, maybe we can make a friendly wager of it..." he continued coolly. "Oh, I know: hide-and-seek! To the east of the castle is a forest. It's now... 7:30; at 9:00, I'll start searching for you. If I find you by midnight, they're all mine until the stroke of 12. And if I don't... you can take over the training from here on."

While she pondered his proposal, he got up from the table. "You can use any and all methods at your disposal to defend yourself, and you have an hour and a half to plan. I hope you don't keep me waiting." Before she could answer, he vanished from the room, and Karawarner stormed down the hall in the direction of his bedroom.

Rias looked at Arceus, who was casually sipping some wine. "Are you going to say anything?"

"Yes: everyone here should probably get ready."

"Get ready for what?"

Arceus' reply came as a shock to everyone seated around the table, but they left to prepare nonetheless.

Shoichiro was sitting on the edge of his bed preparing his training gear for the night, when suddenly his door almost flew off the hinges. "What the fuck?!" It was Karawarner, and to say she was pissed would be a massive understatement.

"What do you want?" he responded without looking up, with a slight edge to his voice.

"How can you sit there and say that red-headed bitch's tits are bigger than mine? Or that you want to play with them, right in front of me?!"

"...Is that all?" He still refused to look up from the floor.

She closed the door behind her and wriggled out of her dress. "Look at these! Feel these!" She put his hands on her chest. "Tell me you think hers are as big as these!"

"...Is. That. All?" He finally looked up, with a fire in his eyes and a sadistic grin on his face.

Karawarner gulped hard; from the other side of the room, she hadn't been able to sense his dangerous intent (nor had she bothered looking for it, in all honesty). But now that she was right in front of him, she could literally feel his draconic aura wrapping him in pure malice.

She wasn't sure whether to feel more threatened or turned on.

She took one tiny step backward, and that was it; his hand was wrapped around her throat, and he was pushing her up against the wall. He looked into her eyes and saw that perfect balance of fear and arousal he always brought out of her.

He kissed her and felt her body shudder between him and the wall, and she wrapped her arms around his back but he quickly pinned them above her head with one hand. She began panting and clenched her thighs together, but he leaned down until his lips were right by her ear.

"Open," he growled, and she obeyed almost out of instinct, spreading her feet to give him access to what he demanded.

He squeezed the top part of her thighs, and they were already damp. He watched her facial expression shift as he walked his fingers north, and reveled as she closed her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip as he lightly rubbed her slit from back to front.

"Are you going to give me what I want, or do I have to take it?" he hissed in that oh-so-seductive voice she couldn't resist... yet resist she did. Or tried to anyway, for all the good it did her.

When she said nothing in response, he simply shrugged. "I guess I'll just take it myself then." He slid a finger inside her pussy and pressed against that most sensitive spot that he knew drove her absolutely insane... yet still she tried her hardest to resist giving him what he wanted.

She could now hear his devilish chuckle right by her ear; any moment now and she would literally be a puddle at his feet. But no matter what, she couldn't give him the satisfaction; she couldn't make things that easy for him.

Unfortunately (or not), she didn't have much of a choice; the man she had long since acknowledged as the owner of her body knew it inside and out - literally! - and it was only a matter of time before he attained that which he desired, and he knew just how to coax it out of her and eliminate her flimsy resistance.

He grabbed her by the throat once again, and before he could whisper in her ear "cum for me," she started gushing like a faucet.

Her orgasm eventually subsided, leaving her bent over and gasping for breath. "Good girl," he said proudly, allowing her to taste herself on his fingers. For her, it wasn't the taste of her own juices that excited her so much; it was the fact that he had brought them out of her despite her every efforts to prevent him from doing so. One of many indicators that he was worthy of the dominance she allowed him to exert over her.

She sank to her knees and began to undo his pants, but just as she finished he grabbed her by the shoulders and flung her through the air like a rag doll. She would have bounced off his bed and crashed into the wall had he not used his powers to catch her and lower her gently to the mattress.

Even more proof that no matter what she allowed him to do to her, no matter how she might allow him to hurt her, he would never harm her and she was always safe with him.

She watched him as he casually took his time to finish disrobing. She bit her lip as she watched him unveil that gorgeous body that would soon be on top of hers, she twiched as he revealed the huge dick that would soon be sliding in and out of her pussy, bringing her to orgasm time and time and time again... the anticipation had her on edge, and she made no attempt to hide it, much to his own amusement. He watched as she lay spread-eagle on his bed, waiting to be ravished, ravaged, conquered and devoured. Which of course he would, as he had done several times in the past... except this time he would hold her, protect her, love her and cherish her when he was finished.

Eventually.

He snapped his stasis field into place and climbed into bed next to her. "Stopping time again? Or is this just so nobody outside can hear me?" she sassed.

"I'm long past the point of caring if people hear us... you belong to me after all, right?"

She practically melted into the mattress at hearing those words. "That's right, I'm all yours. For now, and for always."

"For always." With that affirmation, he rolled on top of her, and she wrapped arms and legs around him as he effortlessly slid inside her.

"Mmmmmmmm... fuck yesss," she moaned as her made her cum for the first of what would surely be many times on this given night. For Karawarner, that was far and away the best part of sex with Shoichiro: he made her cum, because he had the power to do so. If she resisted, he would make her cum that much harder, and she would enjoy it that much more.

For now, she simply relished in him fucking her slowly and deeply, always being sure to let him know when she was going to cum, and hearing that "good girl" growled in her ear in reply only seemed to make the moment hit harder and last longer.

"You have... no idea... how much... I fucking hate you right now," she managed to moan out at one point.

"Oh yeah?" he whispered in her ear, making her cum yet again. "Why is that?"

"Because of the things you do to me. Because of the way my body betrays me for you. Because of the power you have over me, how you can look at me the right way and I get wet."

She was now panting, because he hadn't stopped fucking her the entire time she was talking. He chuckled wickedly at hearing and feeling the signs; she was on the edge of another explosive orgasm. "Anything else I should know as far as why you hate me?"

"The way... all I want... is to give myself... to you... because I... I... I... oh shit!" With that, she went over the falls, squirting with every single stroke until the waterworks finally stopped.

Shoichiro rolled over next to her to give her a moment to catch her breath without his 245 pounds on top of her frame, but she turned to him and buried her face into his chest, and so he responded by wrapping his arms around her. They lay as they were, listening to the rhythmic sounds of each other's breathing, before he finally broke the silence. "So, about that business about hating me..."

"It's true, I do hate you," she whined halfheartedly. "I hate you so much, that I'm afraid to tell you the real reason why."

"I see..." He really didn't know how to respond to that, so he simply continued to hold and caress her.

"If I do tell you... there really is no going back."

"Maybe, maybe not..."

"I mean, I could leave here right now and you'd never see me again. Then I wouldn't have to worry about it."

"Yeah, but considering you're one of my Pieces now, you'd be hunted as a stray devil."

"Oh, you're right... but you would set me free if I asked you to, right?"

"You're not my slave. You're not being kept here against your will. If I truly believed that you wanted to leave my service, I would set you free."

"All right, then: set me free, right now."

"No."

"But you just said you would."

"I said I would if - and only if - I truly believed that you wanted to leave my service. I don't believe that any more than you do."

He pulled her face up to meet his, and saw that she was fighting back tears. "I'm just going to come out and ask - and I realize I can't force you to tell me, but I would really appreciate the truth: what is it you're so afraid of?"

Something about the way he said those words - the kindness and warmth behind them - or the way he looked her in the eyes as he did finally broke her down, and she started weeping. "You really want to know why I hate you so much? It's because you made it so easy for me to fall in love with you, and I'm terrified of you breaking my heart."

Hearing that caused him to breath a sigh of relief. "Karawarner, do you remember the other morning? When you woke up in the infirmary, and you asked why I brought you here?"

"Yes."

"I thought that would be obvious enough, but you said you needed to hear me say it... well, here's me saying it: I love you."

Her heart skipped a beat. "You don't mean that... you can't possibly mean that."

He chuckled again, this time out of incredulity. "Why is it so hard to believe that the man you love actually loves you back?"

"I... have my reasons."

"I guess I shouldn't doubt that. And hopefully, you can grow to trust me enough to share those reasons with me. But for now, can you just let me love you? Can that be enough for now?"

"I guess I can try..."

"Okay, that's fair enough for now... now let's switch gears to what brought you to my room tonight in the first place: Rias Gremory's boobs.

Karawarner switched from sadness to wrath in less than a split second. "You... have... got to be fucking kidding me! After everything just now, after I pour my heart out to you, you still want to grope that bitch?"

"No, I want you to get cleaned up, so you can join my mother in helping prevent me from groping her."

"Wait, what?"

He finally snapped his stasis field down and checked the time; it was 7:40, only ten minutes after he had laid down his challenge. "What do you think I meant by 'any and all means to defend herself?' Trust me when I say this has absolutely nothing to do with Rias' boobs, nice as they are. Or so I would presume anyway; I've never actually seen them."

She still didn't understand what the hell he was going on about. "Well... if you say so. But you haven't played with mine at all tonight!"

"Oh, I guess I kinda got distracted with other parts of you. But since we still have plenty of time..." He sat down at the edge of the bed and patted his lap, which she took as her cue to straddle him and bury his face in her chest.

"Mmm," she moaned as he alternated between squeezing one and sucking the other. "Tell me how much you love my tits?"

"Aht-aht... whose tits are these?" he said with a mouthful of her right mound.

"Mine," she replied, which he replied by gently yet firmly biting down on her nipple, causing her to gush right in his lap. "Yours! They're yours!"

"That's right... and why are they mine?"

"Because I'm yours."

"Yes, you are all mine."

"I'm your evil angel now, right Master?"

"Master... I gotta admit, I like the sound of that. And I like the sound of you being my evil angel."

"So do I... but may I ask my Master a question?"

He released both of her breasts and gave her permission to ask.

"Why didn't my Master cum in his evil angel's pussy earlier?"

He laughed. "Because my evil angel needed to get her wits about her."

"Not more than she needed to feel her Master's dick explode inside her... can your evil angel sit on her Master's dick while He plays with her tits?"

"Absolutely."

She impaled herself smoothly and effortlessly onto him, and rode him to orgasm after gushing orgasm while he continued to suck her breasts. "Please, give it to me, Master... please, give your evil angel what she wants!"

"What does my evil angel want?"

"For her Master to cum inside his pussy... I need to feel you cum inside me, Master... please!"

Again, he could only handle her begging for so long, before he began to violently jackhammer her from below. She yelled and screamed through two more torrential orgasms before finally feeling the rush of fluid filling her up and eventually leaking out of her. She stayed in her perch for several moments, using her walls to squeeze every last possible drop out of him before finally climbing off.

"Thank you, Master... I really needed that," she said with a kiss before cleaning him up with her mouth.

"You are very welcome... now, do what I told you: go clean up and join my mother."

"Yes, Master," she replied with an obedient grin. She wobbled back to her room, not even bothering to put her dress back on nor caring if anyone saw her.