WARNING: Lemon in this chapter.
Anything you recognise isn't mine.
It was much, MUCH earlier in the morning than her usual time of waking when Isane Hyoudou felt herself roused from sleep.
While in that state that involved one slowly regaining their senses in the aftermath of waking up, Isane came to realise that her right hand was inside her pants, and rubbing at her virgin pussy.
She also came to realise, seconds later, that a slightly thick, sticky fluid was slowly oozing from her pussy. It seemed that she'd had an orgasm in the night, had a wet dream.
Blushing hard at this fact, Isane grabbed a roll of toilet paper that she kept at her bedside table, ripped a bit off of it, and began to dry herself off (her pyjama bottoms were stained slightly) as best she can.
While she did so, Isane tried to remember what she'd been dreaming about, and it didn't take her long to come to what, or who, her night-time thoughts had drifted to.
That silver-haired man who she'd met while in the Church. Roxas, his name was?
Isane remembered very well the dream she had involving Roxas. Vivid images came up in her mind, that she remembered thinking of during her dream. Images that involved herself and Roxas doing UNSPEAKABLY naughty things.
'Man...' Isane thought, as she checked her phone to see what the time was (5:26am, about two hours before she usually woke up). 'I know I'm a pervert, but I don't usually have a wet dream about specific people.' The brunette second-year cast her eyes around her bedroom, where there were posters of scantily-clad individuals, both men and women. 'I guess there's a first for everything, though I doubt puberty had anything to do with it. What the hell is going on?'
["I think I have a possible answer for that."] a deep voice sounded inside Isane's head. ["Hello again, Partner."]
"Oh, hi Ddraig." Isane replied to the Heavenly Dragon sealed inside her Boosted Gear. "What's up?"
["The ceiling."] Ddraig replied, dryly. ["Anyway, I think I can answer your question."]
"...Well, don't keep me in suspense!" Isane replied. "What is it?"
["What you're feeling is one of the side-effects of the Boosted Gear."] Ddraig replied, patiently. ["As in, thanks to me being sealed inside here, you gain some mental characteristics of a Dragon, but not all, for some reason. Those characteristics could range from an incredible desire to prove yourself in battle, to immense pride, to being attracted to beings that show power. It seems that you have the third trait I mentioned, but I certainly didn't think it would be directed at... him."]
"Who? Roxas?" Isane blinked, and replied. "What's wrong with him?"
Ddraig sighed, deeply.
["Remember the saga between myself, Albion, and our respective hosts, that I told you, in great detail, last night?"]
"I... I think I fell asleep for part of it." Isane replied, with a small, nervous giggle. Ddraig gave a growl of displeasure.
["Lazy, perverted child..."] he grumbled. ["Anyway, were you awake when I told you about my strongest host, Belzard?"]
"Oh, I remember you mentioning him." Isane replied. "Defeated two White Dragon Emperors in his timeline, right?"
["Indeed."] Ddraig replied. ["But my strongest host, a host that could have gone on to challenge Gods, if he so desired, was killed... by Roxas Gremory."]
"...Oh." Isane replied.
["And that's not the only time one of my hosts got involved with that Nephalem."] Ddraig replied. ["I remember that Elsha-"]
"What's a Nephalem?" Isane interrupted, having not heard that term before.
["It's the term used for a Hybrid between a Devil and an Angel. They're known for their white Devil wings."] Ddraig replied. ["But that's not the point, Partner. The point is that-"]
Isane, having heard enough of Ddraig's rambling, decided to cut the mental connection between her and him. She lay back on her bed, and shut her eyes, trying to drift off and get another couple of hours sleep.
With... limited success.
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"Thanks again for letting me stay here, Palutena." Asia humbly thanked Palutena, who was tucking Asia into bed, in Akeno's bedroom (Akeno hadn't returned from her trip to Baraqiel and Shuri). The green-haired goddess had taken the pre-emptive liberty of covering all of the posters in Akeno's bedroom, as she thought that they would frighten Asia.
"No problem, Asia." Palutena replied. "You're my little Angel, you can stay here as long as you want." She moved over to Asia and kissed her on the forehead, before retreating from the room and shutting the door.
Smiling to herself, Palutena walked over to the bedroom that she and Roxas shared, the door of which was shut, and slowly, quietly, opened it.
Inside the room, sat on the bed, cross-legged, eyes closed and clad in nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, was Roxas. The green-haired goddess saw simultaneous light and dark auras spiralling and circling around her husband, and they both seemed to pulsate, in conjunction with the silver-haired Nephalem's slow heartbeat, and his slow breathing.
Palutena leaned against the doorway, and watched her husband. Though it looked rather dull to the untrained eye, she rather enjoyed watching her husband meditate.
After five silent minutes, Roxas slowly opened his red eyes, and noticed Palutena.
"Oh, hey love." He greeted, as Palutena walked into the room, and sat down beside him. "How long were you there?"
"Just about five minutes." Palutena replied. "How long were you there?" she bounced the question back at her husband.
"About twenty minutes." Roxas replied. "Just like Azazel suggested."
"Good." Palutena remarked, nodding. "You've been a lot better since he suggested you start meditating. I remember that you used to spasm out, all the time, thanks to the Light and Dark element in your body."
"I know I did." Roxas replied. "They weren't fun times."
"Speaking of fun times..." Palutena shifted herself so she was on top of Roxas, and began slowly gyrating her wide hips on top of his, in a position that made it so only the two beings' respective underwear were what shielded them from already fucking. "Fancy giving your dear wife a fun time~?"
"Oh, you know I would love to do that." Roxas replied, shifting Palutena so she was closer to him, as he felt the tool in his pants slowly harden and lengthen. "It's honestly a mystery as to how the child of Yahweh and Hera, two of the most so-called sexually pure beings there are, turned out to be such a fucking horndog."
"Who knows, love?" Palutena replied. "And honestly, who the fuck cares?"
LEMON STARTS HERE
Palutena was the one to initiate the kiss with her husband, as she placed one hand behind Roxas' head to deepen the kiss between them, and using the other to slowly, but surely, push her husband back until he was lying on his back, underneath her.
As Roxas was already half-naked, Palutena reached behind her and pulled off her dress, leaving her in her own sexy set of white lingerie, complementing her body perfectly.
Once her dress was off her and in a corner, Palutena dived back onto her husband, and intensely made out with him, with the green-haired goddess reaching behind her while kissing Roxas to deftly undo her bra, and leave her large breasts free for her husband to fondle.
Roxas, who had invaded Palutena's mouth with his tongue in return for her doing the same to him, was all too happy to oblige, and, like he'd done hundreds, if not thousands, of times before, snaked his hands in between their bodies and roughly gripped her tits, eliciting a moan from Palutena, straight into his mouth.
Just like he'd learned to do from sufficient experience in bed with her, Roxas gently squeezed his wife's perfect orbs of flesh.
"Hnn~" Palutena moaned, as she came up for air, her eyes half-lidded with pure lust. "You still know how to please me, Roxas."
"And why wouldn't I?" Roxas asked, grinning as he shifted himself so his face was directly below her breasts, and leaned up so his lips could latch onto her left eat, before sucking on it. "They might not be the biggest of my harem, but they're on the woman I love most." Palutena blushed from the pure and honest compliment, the kind her husband was known for. "They're still damn tasty, too."
Palutena moaned again as Roxas continued sucking on her breasts, switching from the left to the right and the right to the left on occasion, while Roxas gently teased her pussy, underneath her panties.
"Hnngh~" the green-haired goddess groaned. "Roxas, I want to do something else?"
"Hm?" Roxas pulled back, and looked up at his wife. "Something else as in...?"
"Something else as in this." Palutena replied, winking, and getting up from the bed, and removing her panties, revealing her perfect, naked body for her husband to take in. And after pointing at Roxas' boxers and clicking her fingers, they'd flown off his body as well, leaving his fully-erect cock, which clocked in at eleven and a half inches, over double the average size for a human, and nearly double the average size for a Devil, fully exposed.
Palutena then got on the bed, and turned around, shifting her perfect ass and pussy right up into Roxas' face, barely centimetres away from his mouth.
"Whoever cums first doesn't get to be on top." Palutena challenged Roxas, which was all the warning the six-centuries-old Nephalem got, before Roxas felt Palutena's head slowly descend onto his member. Roxas moaned, and instantly began to lick at Palutena's womanhood, sticking his tongue in as far as he could go. The green-haired wife of Roxas moaned slightly, and shuddered, but continued to suck on his cock, causing Roxas, in turn, to pick up the pace of eating out his wife, who was even more of a Sex Goddess than even Aphrodite was.
As one would imagine, it very quickly turned into a competition between them, seeing which God-Class lover could make the other cum first. Palutena, getting a naughty idea, decided to wrap her large breasts around Roxas' cock, and began rocking them up and down, at a fast, yet rhythmic, pace.
"Fuck..." Roxas groaned, feeling the pressure building in his cock. He needed to do something fast.
Getting an idea of his own, Roxas reached up and began playing with Palutena's pussy-lips with his hand, before sliding the index, middle and ring fingers of his right hand in there, and beginning to quickly pump in and out.
"HMM~!" Palutena moaned, before twisting her head around. "Roxas, that's cheating~"
"And using your tits to pleasure my cock doesn't class as cheating?" Roxas jokingly replied through his own moans. "I know deities are selfish, Palutena, but come on." He then added his little finger into Palutena's pussy, basically half-fisting his wife, which made her moan louder.
"Oh, Roxas...!" Palutena groaned, feeling her orgasm build up inside her, and before she knew it, her orgasm came crashing over her, and quite a bit of femcum squirted from her pussy, and straight onto her husband's face.
Palutena flopped onto the bed, panting from her orgasm, as Roxas licked the femcum that he could reach with his tongue off his face, and scooped up what he couldn't reach with his tongue so he could lap it up that way.
"Heh. Your cum is as tasty as ever, Palutena." He remarked, as he reached out, grabbed Palutena, and positioned her on the bed so she was below him, the reverse of the position they'd been in five minutes earlier, and his rock-hard cock, which was pulsating slightly from being about to cum, positioned at the entrance to her pussy, which he could see clearly between her spread legs. "You ready?"
"You know I'm always ready to get fucked by you~" Palutena replied, wrapping both her legs around her husband's back, locking him in place. "Now do it. Fuck your goddess, Roxas!"
"Well, if my goddess commands it..." Roxas replied, pressing his lips against Palutena's, before thrusting into her so hard that it caused both lovers to exclaim loudly in pleasure, and to orgasm at the same time. "Then I guess it must be done."
Roxas grabbed onto Palutena's slim waist to keep himself balanced as he began thrusting, at a moderately fast pace, inside Palutena, as she grabbed onto the headboard of the bed, moaning loudly as Roxas' hips slapped against hers every time he thrusted.
"OHH, FUCK~!" Palutena shouted. "Roxas, that's so good! Fuck this divine pussy!"
Roxas grinned, and oblidged, as he slightly upped the speed of his fucking, and moved his hands up to Palutena's large breasts, groping hard on them as he thrust, giving his emerald-haired wife intense waves of pleasure from two different places.
Palutena could only gasp in pleasure as she, along with the whole bed, rocked hard, in conjunction with Roxas' thrusts, and she threw her head back to moan louder when Roxas leaned down and started sucking hard on her nipple, while simultaneously pinching and twisting the other one, which, along with his fast thrusts, was enough to drive Palutena over the edge and into a third orgasm.
Roxas himself was forced to let out a loud groan of pleasure when Palutena's walls tightened, a telltale sign of an orgasm crashing over her, and it was only after about a quarter of a minute of more thrusting until he shot his second load of the night deep inside his wife.
After another minute of gradually slowing down his thrusts (while continuing to squirt another occasional load inside Palutena), Roxas stopped thrusting entirely, and lay on top of Palutena (who had slowly unlocked her legs from around her husband), panting slightly.
"Fuck me..." Roxas whispered, pressing his lips against Palutena's. "How is sex with you always so mind-blowing? Even after thirty years of dating and fucking, and nearly another century of being married on top of that..."
"Well, I AM a goddess." Palutena replied, slightly smugly, as she wrapped her arms around her husband, and pressed her lips against his neck, in a gentle, yet passionate, gesture. "And even if you're not a God, Roxas, is that all you've got?"
"Oh, of course not." Roxas replied, picking himself up. "Get on your hands and knees, Palutena. I quite fancy filling your other hole with my cum, tonight."
"Of course~" Palutena pressed her lips hungrily against her husband's for a second, and turned herself around so her ass was facing Roxas. Her pussy, which was leaking his cum, also glistened for her husband's eyes, but Roxas, presently, wasn't interested in that.
Taking his cock in his hand, he slowly guided it into Palutena's puckering asshole, and began thrusting, at a moderate pace, inside his wife's ass.
"OHHH, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" Palutena shouted, from the raw pleasure of having such a tight area of her body penetrated by something so big. As Roxas reached forward and spread her ass-cheeks with his hands, his thrusts slowly began to become faster, which only increased the volume of Palutena's pleasured moans.
'Thank fuck for the soundproofing spells that I put on every wall in this house~' Palutena, in her slightly crazed state, thought, as Roxas continued to anally screw her. "HMM~!"
Another loud moan left her as Roxas' hands trailed along her body, which was covered in a light coat of sweat, and settled on her breasts, which he squeezed roughly as his hips slapped against Palutena's ass.
"Fuck me, Pal." Roxas muttered, as he leaned forward and gently whispered into his wife's ear. "Did you get tighter than normal, or is it just me?"
"I- I don't know!" Palutena replied, letting out a gasp of surprise and pleasure as Roxas gently bit down on her ear. "But you still love fucking my ass, right?"
"I love it." Roxas replied. "Your willingness to let me fuck you, a goddess, in such a naughty way is just another of the endless number of reasons that I love you so much."
"HMMM~!" Palutena moaned from such pleasure that she reached her fourth orgasm of the night, but Roxas didn't stop just because of this little fact. In fact, he thrusted still faster, as he could feel his own orgasm coming on.
"Fuck, Pal!" Roxas threw his head back, and growled as he started slamming his hips against his wife's ass, while his cock began to viciously pulsate. I'm cumming~!"
Roxas gave a loud groan of pleasure as he came, shooting his third, and largest, load of the night inside his wife's asshole, and Palutena moaned loudly as she received it.
As Roxas finally finished cumming inside Palutena, he pulled out of her, and flopped onto his bed, with Palutena joining him.
"Man..." Roxas panted, as Palutena shifted herself close to her husband, and cuddled with him, while he felt his cock slowly going down, in terms of hardness. "Was that a fun time, love?"
"You bet." Palutena replied, kissing Roxas deeply on the lips. "You never cease to amaze me with your huge cock~"
"Hehehe." Roxas chuckled slightly, as he stroked Palutena's hair. After a moment or two of doing this, while basking in the afterglow of such great sex, Palutena moved away from him. "Hey, what're you doing?"
"Well, I'm still feeling a little bit horny, Rox." The naked Palutena addressed her husband with the abbreviated version of his name, like he did with her sometimes. "I'm sure you'll be happy to tend to me, right~?"
"Oh, yeah." Roxas replied, as Palutena grabbed the duvet with one hand and threw it into a corner of the room, to join her clothes, and Roxas' clothes.
"And for that..." Palutena took hold of Roxas' cock, which was rather flaccid, and began slowly jerking it off. "We're gonna need a nice, hard, dick~"
It would be multiple hours before Roxas and Palutena managed to get to sleep.
LEMON ENDS HERE
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"Good evening, Father, Mother." Millicas Gremory greeted his parents as he walked into the dining room of Sirzechs' private residence, after coming out of a transportation-circle, in the aftermath of visiting a friend's house. He jumped up to his seat, where there was already a plate of food. He began to eat, as Grayfia and Sirzechs both greeted their son.
"How were your friends, Millicas?" Sirzechs asked. "Were you okay? Was there any problems?"
"I was fine, Father. You don't have to worry." Millicas replied after swallowing his mouthful.
"But I do!" Sirzechs replied. "I'm your father, of course I have to worry about you!"
"Have a little faith, Sirzechs." Grayfia gently chided her husband, in the warm voice she usually used in private. The silverette beauty gently kissed her second-born son on the forehead, and went back to her meal, in quiet, yet comfortable and homely, silence.
Sirzechs finished his dinner first, and stood up, clearing his plate away. He kissed Grayfia, and as he received a magic-circle call on his ear, left the room in order to take it.
The Crimson Satan gently touched the magic-circle at his ear, and spoke aloud.
"Hello?"
"Sirzechs." The current Lucifer heard Ajuka Beelzebub's voice, which seemed to be both rather happy and rather, scratch that, REALLY tired. "I've finished creating the transportation-circle."
"Really?!" Sirzechs replied, raising his voice due to his sudden excitement. "You've finished the circle, and can get to Roxas?!"
"I have." Ajuka replied. Sirzechs then heard a stifled yawn from his green-haired best friend's end of the line. "Come over here as fast as you can."
"I will!" Sirzechs replied. "Ajuka, have you been working on that thing all night? You know I didn't ask you-" the magic-circle connection was cut. By Ajuka
Sirzechs sighed at his friend, who was much more of a workaholic than he was (when it came to his hobby, which was creation), and after remembering exactly what was said in the brief interaction between him and his best friend, rushed back into the dining room, taking Grayfia and Millicas by surprise.
"Grayfia!" Sirzechs called, urgently.
"What?" Grayfia replied. "What's got you so uncharacteristically worked up?"
"I just got a call from Ajuka." Sirzechs replied. "He's finished the transportation-circle." Grayfia's eyes widened, as she hurriedly got to her feet.
"You mean the one that Big Bro Roxas went through?" Millicas asked. He had been filled in about Roxas Gremory: from how he was the second Heir of the Gremory Household (behind Sirzechs) grew up in the aftermath of the Devils Civil War, to his unexplained disappearance just over two centuries ago. "Can I come and see him?"
"No." Sirzechs replied, instantly. "I'm sorry, Millicas, but you can't come with us. Not the first time, at least, as we don't know what's on the other side of the transportation-circle, or how safe it will be for you, our son."
"Aww~" Millicas replied. "I really wanted to meet my Big Bro, though."
"You can meet him next time we go. We promise, Millicas." Grayfia replied, with a slightly hard look at Sirzechs, who gave a nod. "But for now, we're going to have to leave you with your grandparents."
"Okay..." Millicas whined a little, but complied as Grayfia took him through a transportation-circle, and straight into the foyer of the Gremory Manor, which, on its own, could probably fit the entire private home of Sirzechs Lucifer in it, three times over. Maybe even four or five.
As they came in, a woman came walking out of one of the many doors that branched off to other parts of the Gremory Manor: Millicas' grandmother, and Grayfia's mother-in-law, the Lady of the Gremory Clan, Venelana Gremory (nee. Bael).
Venelana was an incredibly beautiful woman, in her late-twenties to early-thirties, with back-length soft brown hair, violet eyes, and a buxom figure, which could be comparable to Grayfia's own size. Her hips were wide, and she wore a formal-looking purple dress with high slits.
"Oh, Grayfia, Miliicas!" Venelana greeted the two of them. "This is a pleasant surprise. Why didn't you tell me and Zeoticus you were coming?"
"What's going on?" A male voice asked, and someone came walking out of the same door: Grayfia's father-in-law, and Millicas' grandfather, Zeoticus Gremory.
Zeoticus appeared to be a middle-aged looking man who was handsome. He had long, crimson hair that went down to his back, and was tied in a loose ponytail with a black hairband. He wore standard noble Devils' attire.
"Lord Zeoticus, Lady Venelana, I apologize for the sudden intrusion." Grayfia bowed before the Heads of the Clan she was employed by. "But I need you to watch Millicas. Sirzechs and I have something that we need to do."
"Oh, we'll take good care of him." Venelana replied. "Don't worry, Grayfia. We won't let Millicas out of our sight for a moment, just like Sirzechs always gets so worked up about."
Grayfia sighed.
"Yes, Sirzechs is always overprotective of those he is related to. First Roxas, then Rias, now Millicas." She replied. "I simultaneously see where he is coming from, and think that he needs to lay off it a bit."
Zeoticus shrugged.
"Anyway, Grayfia, you can be assured that Millicas will be fine with us." He waved. "Go and do what you and Sirzechs need to do. When can we expect you to come back?"
"I... don't know." Grayfia replied, honestly. "But if I had to guess, we'd probably be a full day."
Zeoticus and Venelana both nodded as Grayfia left via magic-circle.
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Unlike the day before, Roxas didn't have to worry about the intense rays of the Menorca sunlight penetrating his eyelids, as he woke up in the morning. That was because the sunlight was blocked by one thing.
That one thing being Palutena's beautiful, pale, slightly sweaty, naked body, a product of the previous night's events.
It was still a mystery to Roxas as to how Palutena, given her parentage, could be such a freak in the sheets.
"Hmmm~" Palutena gave an asleep grunt, and subconsciously pulled Roxas closer to her, leaving him within two inches of her large breasts. As he saw the smooth orbs of godly (quite literally) flesh right in front of him, Roxas' perverted side suddenly took control, and he stuck his tongue out, licking one of Palutena's nipples.
"Ahh..." Palutena's cute moan was music to Roxas' ears, as she opened her green eyes, which were just as deep an emerald colour as her hair was, and looked down at her silver-haired husband. "Morning, Roxas. Did you do that on purpose?"
"You bet your horny ass that I did." Roxas replied. "Your tits are just too amazing not to lick."
"But did you have to do it?" Palutena asked, pouting down at her husband. "I was in the middle of an amazing dream about having a child with you. He'd have your hair, my eyes, and all our powers. He'd be our own little powerful Godly Devil~"
"Including 100% compatibility with a Holy Sword that you created for my personal use and my personal use only?" Roxas asked, with a raised eyebrow. Palutena stared down at her husband for a second, before relenting.
"Okay, maybe not that specific power, but you get what I mean." She replied. "And besides. Wouldn't it be wonderful to have a child that we can call our very own, Roxas? I've wanted one ever since before we got married."
"Me too, to be fair." Roxas replied. "It's just my fucking Devil side that makes me as infertile as a castrated guy."
"Oh, I wouldn't say you were entirely as infertile as that." Palutena replied. "At least you can actually use your dick. Which is better for all of us~"
"Yeah, yeah." Roxas replied, as he tried to shift himself from Palutena's grip, but to no avail.
"Anyway. We just have to keep trying. You'll knock me up someday. Maybe before our 100th anniversary~"
"Fair enough." Roxas replied, as Palutena finally let him go, let him get out of bed. The silver-haired Nephalem instantly went to the pile that was the pile of clothes that he had discarded, when he had decided to do some meditation, the night before, next to the discarded dress that Palutena usually wore.
A minute or so later, he was dressed, and two minutes after that one minute, after threatening Palutena with no sex that night if she didn't get her lazy divine Christian-Greco ass out of bed, Palutena was dressed, too.
Husband and wife both walked down to the dining room together, and saw Valian and Asia in the kitchen part of the dining room (there was only a counter table with stools pulled up to it, rather than anything fancy), cooking some breakfast.
"Morning, Val." Roxas greeted the current host of Albion. "When did you get back?" Valian looked up.
"Hey, Roxas." Valian replied. "And I just got back this morning. I met Asia cooking breakfast all on her own, and decided I'd pitch in and help."
"Cooking breakfast all on her own?" Roxas raised a silver eyebrow, as he recalled how it'd turned out when HE tried to cook on his own. "What the hell?"
"Nuns in the Catholic Church were basically the servants of the men." Palutena explained to her husband. "They had to cook, clean, do pretty much everything. And in the meantime, it was pray, pray, pray every day away." She looked at Asia. "Though I can imagine that Asia's life, as the former Holy Maiden, was different from thag."
"Yes, it was." Asia replied, as she looked up from her cooking. "Though I wasPeople would come from all over for me to heal them with my Twilight Healing, which I loved. I just loved helping people."
"Twilight Healing, huh?" Palutena asked, before giggling. "Well. That's the first time I've met a host of the Sacred Gear of my creation."
"Huh?" Asia blinked. "I thought all Sacred Gears were created by your Father."
"Most were. Twelve of the Thirteen Longinus are." Palutena replied. "However, I had a hand in creating some of them." She held a hand up, and started counting down the five Sacred Gears that she had created. "Twilight Healing, Blade Blacksmith, Holy Resuscitation, Trick Vanish, and Incinerate Anthem." She then held her hands up, and the same two silver rings, each with a blue-green gem on each ring, appeared.
"I have complete mastery of my copy of Twilight Healing." Palutena remarked. "If you want, I can help you with your copy."
"Thank you!" Asia smiled, before returning to the cooking. "That'd be really nice."
"Well, Palutena's a really nice person." Roxas replied. "Hey, Val. Is Akasha around?"
"No." Valian replied. "I just caught her as I was leaving. She said she had to go back to Romania. Something to do with the Carmilla Faction."
Roxas nodded.
'Arrogant pricks.' He thought. 'I wish they'd just shut up and recognise that I'm Akasha's husband. Though they're not as bad as... Hera.'
The silver-haired Nephalem scowled, momentarily, at the recollection of Palutena's mother, and the most horrible woman he had ever met. Seriously, just because Palutena was a child she'd had with Bible God rather than with Zeus, it didn't mean she had to be such a cu-
"Hey, Roxas!" Valian clicked her fingers in front of Roxas' face. "Breakfast." She took a plate from Asia and placed it in front of Roxas, who had sat down. Roxas hurriedly thanked Valian, and took a few bites.
"Damn..." He muttered. "Asia, this is great!" Asia blushed slightly from Roxas' praise.
"Thank you, Roxas!" the blonde nun replied. "I'm happy that such a high member of Heaven likes it."
"Asia, I don't rank high in Heaven at all." Roxas replied, calmly. "I'm just a ten-winged Nephalem that happens to be the husband of the daughter of God. If anything, Palutena should be the high-ranking member of Heaven. Didn't Michael offer to let you take over as the centre of your Father's system, Pal?"
"He did, but I turned it down." Palutena replied, as she stared eating her morning meal. "I'd have to spend all of my time in Heaven maintaining the system, and the lack of time spent with my husband would wreck me. I don't want that life."
Roxas grinned, and pressed his lips against Palutena's. The two of them continued to eat their breakfast (later joined by Valian and Asia (after insistence from Palutena that she eat with them, as in Roxas' house, everyone was equal (which prompted Roxas to make a communism joke))).
After breakfast was finished, Valian left, after a call from Azazel regarding a Ultimate-Class Stray Devil that had wandered into Grigori territory in mainland Spain (Valian was the Head of Grigori's Stray Hunters Crew), soon followed by Asia, who was taken to an all-purpose clothing store in Heaven by Palutena, who had remarked that it wouldn't be good for Asia to only have a nun outfit for clothing, leaving Roxas alone.
'Well.' The silver-haired Gremory thought to himself. 'Guess I could just relax today. And get around to finishing Assassination Classroom.'
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A crimson magic-circle quickly opened in the main part of Ajuka Beelzebub's laboratory, and the exhausted Ajuka looked up as Sirzechs and Grayfia came out of it. It was honestly difficult for the green-haired Satan to tell who looked more urgent to get going.
"Oh, hey Sirzechs. Grayfia." Ajuka yawned, blearily seeing his best friend and his wife. "Sorry. I'm really tired." He yawned again.
"You know you didn't have to go and create the transportation-circle in one night, Ajuka." Sirzechs said. "You are allowed to sleep, you kn-OW!"
Grayfia had grabbed Sirzechs' ear and was pulling it. A dangerously cold aura seeped from her body that scared Sirzechs down to the bone.
"Are you saying that OUR firstborn son is more important than your friend, Sirzechs?" Grayfia asked, pulling harder, and infusing some of her demonic power into her hand, making it hurt even more.
"N-no!" Sirzechs began to sweat from the fear and pain. "It hurts, Grayfia!"
Grayfia gave a sigh, and let go of Sirzechs' face. She then looked at Ajuka.
"The transportation-circle, Ajuka?"
"Ah... yes." Ajuka yawned, leading Sirzechs and Grayfia through a set of doors into a room with a machine that consisted of a large metal platform with the transportation-circle on it, that was hooked up to a computer, that had someone typing into it.
The person that was typing was a tall, lanky old man around the age of seventy. He had long legs and arms, and was very skinny. He had a dimly tanned, ashy complexion and spiky grey-blue hair, with a bald spot on the back of his head. He had a unibrow, above a pair of grey eyes. His face was wrinkly as he had bags under his eyelids and a pressure fold above his unibrow that followed its position, and laugh lines on both sides of his mouth. He wore a white lab-coat with a light blue-green shirt underneath. He also wore brown pants, a dark brown belt with yellow buckle, and black shoes.
"Rick, how long can you keep the circle open for?" Ajuka asked his Queen.
"About three mi-*uuurp*-nutes." Rick replied, belching as he spoke. Flecks of spit and alcohol left his mouth as he spoke. "Come on. The power's draining f-*aargh*-ast."
"Well, you heard him." Ajuka yawned, pointing to the machine. "Shall I come with you, Sirzechs?"
"No, Ajuka." Sirzechs replied, walking forward and up to the machine, with Grayfia following. When Akuka made to protest, Sirzechs spoke again.
"Just us two, Ajuka." Sirzechs pleaded with his best friend. "I know you love Roxas, but I think it'd be best if his parents were the first to meet him."
"Very well." Ajuka replied, as he stood aside. He yawned again.
"Plus." Sirzechs replied. "You're knackered. Go and rest. Please."
Ajuka nodded, and left the room, while Rick finished typing into the machine. Sirzechs and Grayfia stepped onto the transportation-circle, which glowed green, then flashed, making Sirzechs and Grayfia disappear.
A second later, Sirzechs and Grayfia came out of the magic-circle, and looked around.
Unlike in the Underworld, where it was the beginning of dusk, the sun was high in the sky, and smiling bright upon the island that the current Lucifer and his wife happened to be on.
In front of them stood a large, luxurious-looking, very modern, three-story villa.
Grayfia and Sirzechs looked at each other, and slowly stepped forward, their hope for seeing their firstborn son again rising higher with every second.
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"You gonna be back soon?" Roxas asked of his wife through his phone. "...Mmhmm. Yea, I don't mind. Just don't be too late, you know how bad I am at cooking... I know, I know. Later."
Roxas ended the call with Palutena, and as he finished the second season finale of Assassination Classroom (what an amazing show it was), he felt nature calling, and decided that now would be a good time to go and take a shit. He went to his bedroom's en-suite bathroom (all the bedrooms in his house featured en-suite bathrooms), and did his business.
While he did his thing, Roxas felt a familiar pulse inside him, that told him that the wards that protected his house from intruders had been breached.
However, when he ran a scan, that checked whether the wards, which insisted of protections involving layers of Devil magic, Angel magic, Fallen Angel magic, White magic, Black magic, Vampire magic, Norse magic, and Dragon Slayer magic, he found that they were still one hundred percent operational.
It seemed that rather than the wards being destroyed, whoever had breached them had just passed through them. Nothing more and nothing less.
'Hmm.' Roxas thought to himself. 'Seems that whoever breached those wards must be pretty skilled in magic, if they were able to get through all forty layers of wards.'
As Roxas cleaned himself up and slowly walked to the front door of his house, he considered pulling out his special weapon.
If Roxas wasn't already strong enough without his special weapon, then any being, even a Super-Devil like Sirzechs, would have been hard-pressed to stop him in battle when he had his weapon in his hand. He was certainly no slouch with it... if by the term 'no slouch', one meant that he was skilled enough to have trained Mr. Durandal, the Violence of Heaven, and the Church's Device of Violence, Vasco Strada himself, the only full-blooded human who Roxas acknowledged as being able to challenge him in battle, in everything he knew, that is.
And in any case, if whatever powerful individual had breached the wards, then it was a very real opportunity that he would need to take a forceful option in getting them to leave. Even if it meant pulling out the special weapon that Palutena had crafted for his personal use.
The silver-haired Nephalem pulled open the door to his villa, and stepped out, ready to fight at a second's notice.
However, when he saw who was stood outside, any desire to attack died faster than Belzard did when he cut his head off while the Strongest Boosted Gear Wielder was in Juggernaut Drive mode.
Sirzechs and Grayfia were stood outside, and they looked as shocked to see their first-born son as he was to see them.
There was an uncomfortable silence for half a minute, as Roxas looked at Sirzechs and Grayfia, and Sirzechs and Grayfia looked back at him. Speaking of Grayfia, she was the one to break the silence.
"Roxas... Y-you're here, you're alive..." the silver-haired maid had tears in her eyes. "My baby..."
"Yeah, I'm here." Roxas replied. "And you're here, too. Not knowing the concept of knocking instead of just teleporting into my-"
Roxas' words fell on deaf ears as Grayfia strode forward, and tightly wrapped her arms around her son, as if she was scared that he'd fade away in her arms.
"You can't even imagine how horrible it was for me and your father...!" Grayfia whispered, tearfully. "When you disappeared without a trace, we thought we'd lost you forever! Oh, Roxas!" She proceeded to cry into her son's shoulder, as Sirzechs spoke up, slightly awkwardly
"Roxas..." the Crimson Satan spoke. "You're looking different... all grown up. You look just like your old man."
"I rather think I look more like Grayfia than you, Father." Roxas replied. Apart from the stick in between my legs."
Sirzechs chuckled, awkwardly, and even Grayfia let out a tearful giggle. She dried her eyes, and looked up at Roxas.
"Is- is this your house, Roxas?" she asked. "It's very nice."
"Thanks. And yes, it is mine." Roxas replied. "Do you want to come in?"
"Of course." Sirzechs replied. "But Roxas, you've got some SERIOUS explaining to do."
And that's the third chapter! Roxas and Palutena have had some fun together as husband and wife, it seems that the two strongest Boosted Gear wielders have had some history with him, and Sirzechs and Grayfia are finally reunited with their firstborn son!
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Roxas then stood up, and spread his ten pure-white Devil wings, making Sirzechs and Grayfia gasp, in unison.
Seeya!