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Gremory Estate

Grayfia Lucifuge sighed as she just finished her rounds for the day and headed back towards the bedroom she shared with her husband. She had just put Millicas to sleep and was looking forward to have her body soaked in a nice warm bath.

Entering their room she quickly undressed and folded her clothes into neat piles while doing the same for her husbands clothes which were left out on the floor. She turned the tap on and added the necessary bubbles as she prepared herself for her bath.

She undid her braids and let her silver hair fall natural to the ground stopping just above her knees. As the water ran, she just stood and waited completely naked while dipping her foot in the water to check the temperature. A routine she had done for as long as she could remember. She sighed happily as the temperature that hit the soles of her feet and gently submerged herself.

Five minutes later she lay comfortably in the bubble soaked bath as a delightful hum came from her lips, enjoying the warm water soak her skin as she washed her arms with the soapy water.

As she soaked in the warm bath her minds traveled to the past years that she had spent with the Gremory family who she could now call her own. They had been welcoming towards her and the marriage between her and Sirzechs had been a godsend to not only the family but the Devil community. She remembered that day well and was a fond memory that she would always remember.

That and the birth of her son.

Grayfia Lucifuge never had much to regret. She was a by the book Devil who followed the rules and only disobeyed them when she believed it was harmful to other and people she loved.

She didn't regret leaving the Lucifuge family since it gave her a better life in the end.

She didn't regret being the maid of the Gremory family because she got to see her family everyday single day and help them in any way that she could.

She didn't regret marrying her goofball of a husband even if he acted like a child most of the time.

But the one thing she did regret and still haunted her to this day was the way her relationship ended with Damian Mammon, her first love.

She had never intended for him to find out the way he did and the look on his face when he saw Sirzechs and her together was just too painful to put into words. The heartbreak and the rage that followed was enough for her to shake at the mere memory. The affair between herself and Sirzechs was not planned in anyway. It was meant to have been a onetime thing that they would both forget about but neither did. And that grew into love.

The fact that she and his best friend had betrayed him in the bed that she and Damian had shared for so long and made love in many times always made her guilty and the home that he had built just for them that they could one day build a family in.

That had been burnt down in the wake of his rage when he discovered their betrayal.

While she thought back, the idea of a family with Damian had always tempted her and made her smile. The idea of having little black haired and silver eyed sons and silver haired and green eyed daughters were enough to make her heart sore. While they were nice thoughts inwardly she had always felt as if a part of her knew it would never happen.

She still remembered one of the last intimate moments she shared with Damian. It had been similar to how she was now. She had been lying in the bath when he came in and gave her one of the famous smiles of his that were enough to make most women quake at the knees. He had then taken her foot and then washed all up her body with the sponge before she had forced him into the tub and made love to one another.

Damian had always been an amazing lover.

It was only the next week that it had all fallen apart. It was something she would always regret for the rest of her life. She hated that she strung him along like she did but she couldn't deny her heart any longer. It wasn't fair on her or on Damian.

She loved Damian but she was in love with Sirzechs.

Her betrayal towards him was almost legendary in itself and was kept very quiet among the 34 pillars with only the Lords, Lady's and Heirs at the time being aware of what happened. Even her sister in law Rias did not know the story and for that she was thankful. The truth about what happened between the three of them was kept very secretive and only a select few knew the real story. If word had gotten out that the strongest queen and the current Lucifer had betrayed their closest friend and love in such a way it would of had disastrous affects on their families and on stability of the Underworld as a whole.

She did not want to be sent cold looks from the red haired girl or the younger devils like she got from Serafall and Lady Mammon.

She had once been very close to both of them but now Sarlith... Lady Mammon despised her and with good reason while Serafall would only tolerate her when at meetings or social gatherings. At meeting for the four Satans, Serafall had made sure Sirzechs knew not to bring Grayfia along.

She winced at the thought of Serafall as her left hand traced along a scar along her the left side of her stomach. One she received when she made the mistake of challenging Serafall for the title of Leviathan. The two had been on equal footing with one enough in terms of experience and power but Serafall's rage at what they did to Damian made her unleash all her rage and frustration onto her. While narrowly being defeated it did send Grayfia to the hospital for two weeks and had gained the scar in the process.

Sirzechs had been angry towards Serafall but one mention of Damian's name and he backed off. They all knew that Sirzechs secretly feared Damian. The Nephalem's rage was not something he ever wanted to experience again.

When Damian found out about Sirzechs and Grayfia, then attacked Sirzechsm he left a burning mark on Sirzechs chest that had not healed or faded, it would always be there as a reminder of Sirzechs and Grayfia's betrayal.

Their group that once consisted of six friend was now so broken she did not see any chance of it being put together. Damian had been the glue of that group and without him it feel apart very quickly.

Serafall became more childlike and bitter towards them, Ajuka became a recluse who barely left his lab, Falbium became so lazy that the Military of the Underworld barely did more than odd chores and Sirzechs would become more playful and silly.

Grayfia would be honest and would say that she missed him. She wanted to hold Damian again and say how sorry she was. She wanted him to be her friend again. She wanted him to meet her son. If not for Damian Mammon then she would not be with them right now.

She wanted to make amends but she just didn't know where to start. And she knew... Damian would not accept any apology nor forgive her and Sirzechs.

Breaking out of her thoughts, she watched as the door to the bathroom creaked open and her husband peered his head through the door and gave her a smile. She happily smiled back and motioned for him to come closer but frowned and sat up when she saw he look almost nervous.

Sirzechs never got nervous. Not unless it was something she was scolding him about.

"Something happened. There has been a….development in Kuoh," he said as he walked in and sat next to the bath tub with his back to her. This now had her worried, hoping nothing happened to Rias or her cute little peerage.

She listened to him explain what happened with Kokabiel and the Holy Swords and how they had been stolen and was amused at how little security the church had put on those weapons. When hearing that Rias and Sona may have been killed tonight she breathed a little harder as her anger towards Fallen Angels grew.

Her opinion on Fallen Angels were not very high and she never expected much good to come from them.

"How did they survive the encounter? I don't recall you sending anyone to help them," she asked a little confused at how Rias and her peerage had survived and encounter with a ten winged Fallen Angel.

"Someone showed up.. someone we know very well and had not been seen for 200 years." Sirzechs said and it immediately hit Grayfia who's eyes widened. "It was him. His wings fit the description both Rias and Sona gave. And the sword... I'd recognize it's description to be Mortem instantly. After 200 years, Damian has appeared."

Grayfia's free hand flew to her mouth and her eyes widened and moist over. Grayfia was not one to show her emotions to just anyone or to any situation but the information given to her right now was to much to keep up that facade.

"Do...do they know where he currently is?" she asked shakily and was quickly saddened when she saw her husband shake his head.

"He disappeared the moment he defeated Kokabiel. he only told Rias and Sona that he was a friend then left." he told her before noticing his wife's expression. He decided it was best to give her some space and left the room to let her continue bathing.

Grayfia stayed silent for the rest of the night and sat in the bath well after the heat from it had gone. She stared up at the ceiling for what felt like hours mulling over this new information.

Her heart ached, she knew this. She loved Sirzechs but even now she knew a little part of her heart was always going to love the Legendary Nephalem hero that made this life possible for her.

With Damian

Damian entered his magical tent with a sigh. That had gone well. he had mostly stepped in because Sona was Serafall's sister and she's hate him if she died when he could've stopped it. As he entered his tent. he frowned at what he saw and sighed in annoyance.

The whole place was a mess. Pillows were thrown all over the floor, plates were left out on the tables, dishrags and clothes hung on the backs of chairs and he could have sworn he could smell a mixture of catnip and perfume lingering in the air.

"I'm gone for one day and this happens?" Damian threw a hand up as he walked forward when a figure suddenly lunged at him but he moved out the way and caught the figure's ankle and looked down, unamused, at the dangling Kuroka. "How many times have you attempted this, Kuroka?"

Said woman grinned playfully at him as he dangled her upside down and had the decency to look away when her black kimono fell down reveling her naked body.

Kuroka was extremely beautiful and easily one of the most beautiful women he had the pleasure of knowing. Her long flowing midnight black hair went all the way down to her lower back and her amber eyes bordered on being gold with cat like pupils. Her black cat ears and two tails were displayed proudly and twitched every couple of moments. Her dress consisted of a elegant black kimono and walked around barefoot with a pretty looking silver anklet wrapped around her ankle. Though wore no underwear underneath her kimono because she openly said to him many times that it felt to constricting.

"But it's so fun, nya~" Kuroka grinned as Damian put her down gently when he saw her dress was revealing too much. Sure he's already seen her naked the first day they met and she transformed from cat form to human form, but he wasn't some pervert. "You're no fun, nya~"

"To think the Stray Black Cat is a clingy cat." Damian muttered as he walked further into his tent, snapping his fingers and everything reset itself and was organized, looking like it hadn't been a big mess in here. "But next time, do not EVER make this place look like shit again. You can't keep doing this every time I'm out."

"but I'm bored sitting here by myself, nya~" Kuroka said dramatically as she plopped down on the couch, making her breasts bounce. She crossed her legs. "Why couldn't you have taken me with you? i'd be in my cat form, nya~"

"Kuroka, I was dealing with Kokabiel." Damian said and Kuroka's eyes widened.

"Oh. That's a... very good reason then." Kuroka said. If she had gotten in the way or he had to worry about her while taking on Kokabiel, it could've been disastrous. Not even she was powerful enough to taken on the ten-winged Fallen Angel nor did she ever want tor risk it. "What did that old warmonger do anyway?"

"Don't know, but he was attacking Kuoh Acadey, the place Rias Gremory and Sona Sitri go to with their peerages." Damian said with a shrug as he took off his coat and hung it up on a coat stand.

Kuroka frowned as she thought over what he said before she looked at him. "Did you see a white-haired girl there, with eyes like mine?"

"Yes, why?" Damian frowned as he looked at her before his own eyes widened. "Oh... that was your sister?"

After meeting her two weeks ago, he allowed the woman to stay as she had nowhere else to go and promised not to cause him any trouble. Kuroka had explained a bit about herself, especially about her sister Shurone who was under the name Koneko Toujou in Rias Gremory's peerage. She had explained to him the real reason she killed her former master and why she couldn't take her sister with her.

Kuroka and her sister were Nekoshou, a very rare and endangered special of Nekomata and was a reincarnated devil with two bishop pieces. So Damian could see why Kuroka's former king would want her in his peerage aside from her beauty. After he learned why she killed her former master, Damian didn't blame her for it as he would've done the same in her position. He was a little impressed that she earned a SS Class status since very few strays had ever manged to do so.

She was hesitant at first to stay and did try to attack him briefly but she found herself quickly subdued. After finding out who he was she realized that despite being strong in her own right, next to Damian she was greatly outclassed on multiple levels.

Damian told her he didn't care she killed her master, the guy was a bastard in the first place always trying to get powerful and strong through the cowardly way instead of earning it. He told her he wasn't going to hand her in and she could stay as long as she didn't cause any problems for him or try to kill him because she won't get very far if she attempted the latter.

It was nice to have someone to travel with and talk to in Damian's opinion, and Kuroka knew she'd be safe under Damian's protection.

"Is Kokabiel dead?" Kuroka asked after nodding in response to Damian's question.

"Yeah, left nothing for there to recognize. And I mean that literally, there was no feathers no body, no blood. Nothing." Damian said. "Kokabiel was a rabid dog that had been kept alive this long and it was time someone took him behind the woodshed and put him out of his misery like the story of Old Yeller."

Kuroka nodded before she eyed him, blushing as she saw his lean but muscular body though his tanktop. As Damian went to sit down on one of the opposite couches he stopped when Kuroka took his hand and guided him onto her couch.

As she sat up she pushed him onto his front before straddling his back. When she saw him looking at her with a raised eyebrow she giggled.

"I'm giving you a massage. It's the least I can do after all for saving my sister and giving me a place to crash nya~. I have very magical finger tips." She whispered into his ear making her hot breath tickle against his skin.

Knowing there was no point in fighting this, he shrugged and lay his head down as he felt Kuroka's hands rub against his shoulders and push down against the muscles.

He had to admit she was not lying with the magical fingers as she sent waves of pleasure and ease through his body as she massaged each muscle extensively. He had been given massages before from Yasaka but Kuroka had the magical touch. His whole body was quickly feeling at ease and didn't feel like moving any time soon.

"Where did you learn this?" he asked as he put his hands beneath his chin as she worked on the middle of his back. The response he got a was a little giggle.

"Being on the run for seven years has allowed me to pick up certain skills along the way. Massages is a great way to pick pocket people and gain some extra cash as well as knock them out with the right touches. Plus its handy that I am natural at it." She told him as she just watched him nod. She wondered if he was even listening.

On top of him Kuroka was smiling coyly at the reaction she was getting from the powerful Nephalem. She found out very quickly that he was a powerful person and ti helped that he was so nice and giving on top of that. His power felt almost endless and it inwardly thrilled her.

She was an attractive female who desires to be taken by a powerful male. If she could lay with this man then she might have the chance to complete what she had always desired.

Being a little daring she leaned down and pressed her large bust against his back and breathed hot air into his ear that made his neck hair stand on end.

"Is there any other way I could say thank you for looking after me?" she whispered sexily in his ear and putting her attractiveness to good use. She firmly believed that if you had it then you should flaunt it.

Before she could say anything else though she suddenly felt her hair fall freely down her back and a sudden lightness hit her head. Her hands trailed up to her hair and gasped when she felt her headband was not there anymore but was instead in the hands of the man beneath her.

"This is a very beautiful headband," he said looking it over. "It shows true craftsmanship. Where did you get it?"

"M….My mother gave it to me when I was a little girl. Just before she passed." She answered with the gobsmacked look not leaving her face.

He then placed it gently back in her hair. "It suits you but you should let your hair down more. It's a shame to let such beautiful hair stay pinned up all the time," he said giving her a smile that was now making her feel flushed.

'Oh god what's happening to me?' She thought as she watched Damian turn back around and pick up a communication seal slip that had began glowing for the last few seconds. Answering it, Kuroka saw a beautiful blonde woman with fox ears on her head and from what she could tell she was looking similar to her with a flushed appearance on her face.

"Damian….I…I NEED you NOW!"

They both got the message loud and clear as Kuroka watched Damian remove himself from beneath her. He told her would most likely see her tomorrow or maybe even in a few days before he left quickly, going to keep his beautiful and by the looks of it very horny Kitsune wife satisfied. He almost forgot it was the kitsune mating season.

He was in for a hell of a night

As he left and told her to stay out of trouble, Kuroka just sat there in silence with her eyes still wide as her hands clutched her headband.

At that moment, Damian not only gained her trust and loyalty but he also just gained her love and heart...

Man, Damian is one lucky guy, huh? Kuroka wants him, and he's off to satisfy his wife which means he's in for a VERY long night.