great chapter keep it up and would it not be impossible for roxas to be in a marriage contract if he is already married unless he gives his consent. Thanks
No, it wouldn't be impossible. But he doesn't give his consent. Not at all. Not a scrap. Nada. Zilch. Not. In. The. Slightest.
WARNING: Lemon in this chapter.
Anything you recognise Isn't mine.
Roxas turned around, all eyes on him (except his own, as his crimson eyes were firmly trained on his grandfather, who was frozen in place and trying his hardest to struggle out of it), as the party had gone completely silent.
Death in his eyes, Roxas stalked towards Zeoticus, slowly reaching up and pulling his golden hairband out of his silver hair, and willing it to turn into Excalibur Galatine.
Once it did, its Holy aura became acutely known to all of the Devils in the room, and every Devil, young or old, at least had some reaction to it.
Most of the Young Devils present began to sweat profusely at the sight, and feeling, of the sword. Everyone was instantly aware that this was a Holy Sword, and after taking the second to realise that Roxas Gremory, the oldest son of Sirzechs and Grayfia, was wielding it, everyone instantly began to think that he wasn't everything he appeared to be.
Almost all of the older Devils instantly recognised the Holy aura of the sword to be extremely similar to that of the Holy Sword Excalibur, one of the two Holy Swords wielded by the legendary King of Britain, King Arthur Pendragon, and the second-strongest Holy Sword in existence, second to the Holy Sword Caliburn, the other of King Arthur's Holy Swords. Even if they didn't recognise the Holy Sword as similar to Excalibur, they all saw it transform from a headband into a sword, making use of one of Excalibur's seven abilities.
Upon this recognition, most of them looked at Roxas with fear and suspicion, as Holy Swords were the ultimate weapons against Devils and Fallen Angels.
Though Sirzechs and Grayfia did not show outright fear at the sight of their son wielding a Holy Sword, that didn't stop them from being surprised.
'So that headband of Roxas' is a Holy Sword.' Sirzechs thought to himself. 'Well, since Roxas is a Devil/Angel Hybrid, his Angel side should be enough to let him wield that Holy Sword, in spite of his Devil side.'
"Alright, Zeoticus." Roxas growled, resting Excalibur Galatine at his side, and glaring death into Zeoticus' blue eyes, making absolutely sure that Zeoticus couldn't look away from him. "Tell me just what the FUCK you were thinking by sticking me into an engagement with Seekvaira Agares, someone I don't even know!"
The ice around Zeoticus began to melt, as Zeoticus, eying Roxas' sword with trepidation but still staying firm, replied.
"Roxas, I'm the Head of the Clan that you belong to, your own grandfather!" Zeoticus growled. "I know what's best for your future, and for the future of our Clan! Placing you into an engagement with the Agares Heiress is the best thing that could happen to you, against someone like Sona Sitri or Ravel Phenex, is the best thing that could happen for you!"
Roxas scoffed, and as the ice around his grandfather fully melted, spat into the ice-turned water.
"Of course it's not." He replied. "Are you really that dumb?"
"Don't you dare insult me like that!" Zeoticus shouted stalking up to Roxas and jabbing a finger into his chest, which Roxas did not react to, at all. "Besides. The contract has already been signed, so there's nothing you, thanks to the poor choices you've made, can do about it!"
"Oh, really? My choices are poor?" Roxas asked, sniggering to himself. "What poor choices might I be referring to, hmm?" Before Zeoticus could answer, Roxas continued. "Or are they poor choices compared to your own? Such as raising me as your Heir and successor instead of raising me as me? Such as placing both Rias and myself into engagements without our prior knowledge or consent- yes, she told me all about how you sprung being engaged to Riser on her when she turned 13, by human-world years at least. And such as all the countless other horrible things you've done?"
Everyone seemed to lean forward as Roxas spoke.
"So, please, grandfather." Roxas put as much contempt as he could into the last three syllables. "Make like the Buddha, and enlighten me. If I was so bad at making choices for myself, how could I have survived on my own, without any regular interaction, any place to call a permanent home, nothing but the clothes on my back and a will to become stronger, for the better part of a century, and doing all the good shit I've done for the supernatural world, most notably being the catalyst behind an alliance treaty between the Fallen Angels and Angels, hmm?"
No-one saw this but Fianna, as everyone had their eyes on Roxas, but Serafall seemed to freeze in place (letting Sona pull herself away from her older sister and escape) at the sound of Roxas declaring what he had done, regarding being the catalyst behind an alliance treaty between the Fallen Angels and Angels.
Fianna's blood (which was already rather hot, due to being a Phenex, even if she carried the title of Asmodeus) nearly boiled at the sight of what happened next: namely, Zeoticus reaching out and slapping his grandson.
"Know your fucking place!" Zeoticus shouted. "Everything you've done, becoming a Nephalem," he spat the word as if it was poison "Being as horrible an influence on my daughter, and taking such impure beings as mistresses, your days of independence and dragging the name of your own Clan through the mud, are over!"
Valian, who felt personally insulted at being called 'impure' by her great-grandfather-in-law, as well as him slapping her King, was very close to going over to Zeoticus and killing him, there and now. However, Roxas' Queen was confident that Roxas would prefer to retaliate himself, which would doubtlessly cause a fight.
Well, that didn't mean that she couldn't help, if things came to that.
Sirzechs, a man with, usually, immense self-control, felt almost ninty percent of it leaving him in an instant at the sight of Zeoticus slapping Roxas, and if it weren't for Grayfia (who looked ready to commit mass homicide for what had happened before her herself) subtly grabbing onto his arm, he would have killed his own father.
Roxas stood silently for a full five seconds, glaring back at Zeoticus, before he retaliated, as fast as a blink. Roxas delivered Zeoticus a heavy kick to the stomach, sending his Ultimate-Class Devil of a grandfather flying backward, and skidding into the ground. Giving a groan of pain, Zeoticus made to get up and attack back, but he found himself staring at the business end of Excalibur Galatine, which was so close to his face that he had to go cross-eyed just to see it.
"You know..." Roxas remarked, a dense grey aura exuding from his body that made every Devil there sweat profusely, with the exceptions of Sirzechs and Ajuka (who were both more powerful than Roxas) and Rick Sanchez (who was so hammered-ass drunk that he didn't even notice such an aura exuding from his King's godson), and quite a few of the lower-Class Devils faint. "There's only one thing that's stopping me from killing you here and now, Zeotifucks, and shitting on your fucking corpse!"
"A-and what would that be?!" Zeoticus replied, trying his hardest to appear tough, despite a great bruise forming on his stomach, and having a bleeding head from how hard he hit the ground, and being in no position to possibly attack back against Roxas if he were to kill him. "Gyokuro!"
There was no response.
"GYOKURO!" Zeoticus shouted. "DEAL WITH-"
"Oh, your Queen's a little preoccupied." Valian's voice came. Everyone turned around to see Valian holding Gyokuro Shuzen, Zeoticus' Queen, and one of the Top 10 Strongest Queens in the Underworld, in a chokehold, rendering her completely unable to move.
"And Roxas, wouldn't it be pointless to shit on shit?" Valian asked.
There was a collective "ooooohhhhhhhhhh" from the party-goers, and a few tense laughs.
"Also, wouldn't killing him not change anything at all?" Valian continued. "You know he has no real influence over your life. Like, at all."
"BULLSH-" Zeoticus made to scream, but Roxas waved a hand and used a spell to shut his grandfather up.
"I guess." Roxas replied, his tone still rather pissed-off, as he turned Excalibur Galatine back into a headband, and re-tied his hair up. "I'm fucking out of here." He created a transportation-circle. "And Val, let that cheating vampiric whore go. I've heard about her from Akasha."
Valian did as she was ordered, walked over to the transportation-circle, and she and Roxas were immediately gone.
As Roxas left, Fianna took a breath, and looked at Serafall, who seemed to still be frozen in place.
"Sera." Fianna shook her best friend slightly. "Hey, Sera."
"Wh-what?" Serafall recovered from her stupor, and turned to Fianna.
"I see that look on your face." Fianna remarked, lightly. "You're thinking, aren't you?"
"Maybe." Serafall replied.
"Definitely." Fianna insisted. "You always get that look when you're thinking of something."
"I do?" The black-haired Leviathan blinked.
"Yes, you do." Fianna insited. "Now out with it." She stated, bluntly.
"Fine~!" Serafall replied, slightly childishly. "After hearing what Roxas had done, I think that if I got far enough into his good-books, I could convince him to help me with helping establish peace with the Fallen Angels and Angels. Whether he's a Nephalem or not."
She looked up at Fianna, hoping that she'd agree with her plan, but all she got in response was a deadpan look.
"You'd be better off asking Roxas directly." Fianna remarked. "He's a very... what's the word?"
"I don't know." Serafall replied.
"Well, he's a person who doesn't like long-winded stuff." Fianna replied. "So, in short, don't try and do everything you can to get in his good-books over a long time. Just ask him directly. You'll probably get a more positive result."
After a second, Serafall spoke again.
"Alright."
"Good." Fianna replied.
As Serafall and Fianna talked, there was someone else, standing rather close-by, who had been watching what had happened between Roxas and Zeoticus.
This person was a tall, beautiful and slender woman with long, light blue hair, matching eyes, porcelain-coloured skin, and a voluptuous figure with large breasts. She also had a tattoo on her chest. Strangely, she wore a female General's outfit, with long sleeves, a blue scarf on her neck, and white high-heeled boots.
Esdeath Partas, the sole remaining member of the Partas Clan, a Clan of Extra Demons that served the Asmodeus, found herself interested, for the first time in her life, interested in someone of the opposite sex.
Thanks to the dense aura of one Roxas Gremory. The dense aura that held so much power that it shook most of the Devils to their knees. Literally, as Esdeath saw Sona Sitri and Seekvaira Agares literally on their knees, thanks to how harshly Roxas' aura had affected them.
But not Esdeath. She liked power.
She liked power a lot.
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As soon as the silver transportation-circle inside Roxas' villa opened up, Roxas was out of it, and had walked upstairs before Valian could stop him.
"Going to my room." He muttered. Valian was alone in the living room for a full second before Palutena came walking out of the kitchen, wearing nothing but a towel, which was tightly wrapped around her body.
"Oh, hey Valian." She greeted her husband's Queen. "Didn't expect to see you back so soon."
"Hey, Pal." Valian greeted the emerald-haired Goddess.
"Where's Roxas?" Palutena asked, after a moment. "I thought he'd be with you."
"He's in his room." Valian replied. "And kinda pissed-off."
"Oh?" Palutena sounded concerned. "Why?"
"Well, while at the party, Roxas found out that Zeoticus placed him into a marital contract with the Heiress to the Agares Clan." Valian replied.
"What?!" Palutena cried, her eyes widening.
"Yeah." Valian replied. "I'm kinda pissed, too."
"How did Roxas react?" Palutena asked.
"Well, if his parents weren't there, I'm sure he would have killed Zeoticus." Valian replied. "But he just kicked Zeoticus to the ground and threatened to shit on his dead body."
"Wouldn't it be pointless to shit on shit?" Palutena asked. Valian sniggered.
"Yeah, that's what I said." She replied. "Then we left. But in other news, Roxas was challenged to a Rating Game by the Bael and Belial Heirs. At the same time. He accepted, by the way."
"Oooh" Palutena remarked, lightly. "That ought to be fun." Her expression then shifted back to the expression from earlier. "In the meantime, I'm gonna go check on Roxas."
Palutena left Valian alone, and walked up to Roxas' room. As she slowly pushed open the door, she saw Roxas lying on his bed, talking into his phone.
"So that one café in Parga? The Brazilian Green Cup? Yeah, sure, sure, that works for me. Okay, see you tomorrow. Bye."
Roxas hung up the phone, locked it, and stretched himself. He looked up, and saw Palutena, standing in her towel.
"Oh, hey Pal." Roxas greeted his wife, and yawned.
"Hello, love." Palutena walked up to Roxas, and sat down on the bed beside him, gently stroking his chest. "Are you alright? I heard about what happened at the party."
"I'm okay." Roxas replied. "If a little bit irked at the idea of being engaged to someone that, prior to today, I've never even spoken to."
"I sympathise." Palutena spoke, gently. "I mean, I've never been in the situation you're in now, but- you know what? You get the point."
"Yeah." Roxas replied, sitting up and letting Palutena hug him, and kiss him on the cheek.
"Who were you calling?" The green-haired first wife of Roxas asked.
"Medea." Roxas replied, simply. "I asked her if she would be willing to meet up with me tomorrow."
"Fair enough." Palutena replied. "I like Medea. She's pretty nice."
"Yeah." Roxas replied. "And since, even after a century, you're only barely coming into your powers as a Goddess, Medea's the only person I can really rely on for this."
"Hey!" Palutena gently shoved Roxas across the bed. "But yeah, I guess I can't exactly debate you." She sighed. "About 2 millennia old and only three Creations, only one of which was fully successful."
"Oh, you'll get better, Pal." Roxas hugged Palutena back. "You just gotta practise. Like I did with the Light power you ended up giving me."
"Yeah..." Palutena replied, smiling lightly as she returned the hug with her husband. Though she was rather sensitive about how in regards to godly powers, as opposed to the ability to project Holy Light (which she was second only to her now-deceased Father in), she was rather weak, by the standards of other deities. However, she felt very at-ease when discussing such topics with Roxas, as he approached them as things that needed working on in order to become stronger, rather than subjects for mockery.
"Welp." Roxas yawned. "I'm gonna go down and chill in the hot-spring for a bit. Just for a bit of relaxation, you know?"
"Fair enough." Palutena replied. "I think I'm just gonna go to bed, since I've already been in."
"'Kay." Roxas replied. "See you later." He delivered a kiss to Palutena's cheek, slid off the bed, stripped himself of his clothes (a sight that Palutena enjoyed watching), and disappeared through a transportation-circle.
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Roxas came out of his transportation-circle, as butt-naked as the day he was born, in the room where the dedicated hot-spring was built.
The hot-spring was more of a heated pool in a 'natural' setting than anything else. Heated to around thirty degrees Celsius by a magical crystal created by the Grigori, the pool was about one-and-a-half metres deep, deep enough for Roxas to stand in. The water was tinted gold via magic, and as the crystal under the pool exuded light, the entire room was coated in a heavenly, golden glow.
Through the steam of the water, Roxas saw Penemue and Akasha, his other two wives, sitting on the edge of the spring, their legs in the water, and talking.
They both looked up when they heard Roxas approaching, and saw him. In all his glory, too~
"Hey." Roxas greeted the navy-haired Fallen Angel/Succubus and pink-haired Nephalem/Vampire. "Enjoying yourselves?"
"Oh, yes." Penemue replied, as Roxas sat down, and pulled her into a one-armed hug (while lightly fondling her enormous breast). "This hot-spring is so much better than the one at Dad's place. Or even the one at Mom's castle."
"You mean the one that your Mom shares with her three sisters, the other three Sex Demon Queens." Roxas remarked. "One of which being my grandmother. Speaking of Lilith, I haven't spoken to her in a while."
"Yeah, yeah." Penemue rolled her eyes. "Potato, potahtoe."
"Roxas, dear, are you alright?" Akasha asked, as she caringly pressed herself against her husband.
"I'm okay." Roxas replied, using his other hand to pull Akasha closer to him, and squeeze one of her breasts as well. "Just a little stressed, that's all."
"Oh, is that so?" Penemue asked, her golden eyes narrowing with lust. "Well, if you're stressed, Akasha and I will be sure to relax you, Roxas~"
Penemue's sly, sexy smirk was enough to make Roxas metaphorically melt, every time. It worked on him just as well as when he'd met Penemue for the first time, approximately forty years ago, when Azazel proposed the idea of Roxas courting her, the sole daughter of the Governer-General of the Fallen Angels, and she became the second being that he had sex with.
It was mind-blowing, to say the least.
"I guess you could." Roxas replied, smirking back.
"Good." Akasha replied, placing a hand on Roxas' chiselled chest and pushing him onto his back. "Just relax, Roxas, and let your wives work their magic~"
LEMON STARTS HERE
After letting herself drop into the water, Penemue pulled Roxas' feet in along with her, and while giving that gentle smile (which was simultaneously just the embodiment of lust) she was so known for, she began to rub Roxas' feet.
Starting at the tips of Roxas' toes, Penemue rubbed gently up to her husband's ankle, using the warm water as a means to give the 588-year-old Nephalem further pleasured comfort. She moved back down his foot, starting at the ankle, going slowly over the top, and ending at Roxas' toes again. She then did the same with the other foot.
Meanwhile, Akasha, licking her crimson lips at the sight of Roxas' obvious arousal, moved her mouth slowly towards her husband's cock, and wrapped her mouth around the head. She sucked gently on it, taking Roxas' pleasured moans (female vampires were extremely well-known for how they sucked, after all) as encouragement. She flicked her tongue across the head of Roxas' cock, before descending down onto the entire tool, deep-throating him for a second or two, while looking up into Roxas' eyes for a moment.
"Oohhh~" Roxas groaned. "Akasha... fuck."
Akasha hummed.
Meanwhile, Penemue had one of Roxas' feet in her hands, and was using her thumbs to massage the arch at the bottom of his foot. She gently moved up and down, letting her soft, skilled fingers do the work, and once she was done with one foot, she traced kisses down it, and shifted to the other one.
On Akasha's end, she was really getting into a good rhythm of sucking Roxas' cock. As she steadily bobbed her head up and down on Roxas' cock, while stroking the shaft with her right hand, she used her left to go for his balls, which she knew was filled up with the cum that would soon be going into, or all over, her and Penemue.
Rolling them around, gently tugging them, pinching them, Akasha Bloodriver knew all the tricks. And she made sure to apply them as well as possible, so her husband was as pleasured as possible. And she was certainly getting results. As she gently dragged one of her sharp little fangs across Roxas' cock, she felt the telltale pulsating of his hot, eleven-and-a-half inch long boner, and fully intended to swallow.
And so, when she deepthroated Roxas, triggering his orgasm in the deep confines of her throat, she did, just as Penemue finished up the foot-massage.
"Yum~" the pink-haired Vampiress whispered, as Penemue climbed out of the water. "I think we did a good job on him, Pen."
"Yeah." Penemue replied, looking at her husband, who was panting on the ground, with his soldier of sex standing to attention. "Time for the main event, I believe."
"Indeed." Akasha replied, snapping her fingers and sending Roxas through a transportation-circle to her and Penemue's shared bedroom. After a second, she and Penemue followed suit, with the purple-haired Succubus seeing that Roxas was lying on her bed.
Looking up, she saw Akasha waving her hand in a complicated manner, and crimson-coloured handcuffs coming into existence around Roxas' wrists.
"Ahh." Penemue grinned the blood-cuffs attached themselves to the head of the bed. "Planning to cuff him down so we can have our main event, Akasha?"
"Yup." Akasha replied, as she did the same to Roxas' ankles. "Now Roxas..." she whispered, getting on top of her husband's face, so her pussy was close to it, and stroking it gently, while making sure that he was looking up at her. "Just stay like that, and everything will be fine. We'll make sure to get you properly relaxed. Alright?"
"Alright." Roxas replied, grinning.
"Good~" Akasha smiled, as she lifted herself up, and shifted it towards him. "Now. Why don't you give your wife the feeling of that amazing tongue of yours inside her?"
"Very well." Roxas smiled, extending his tongue forward and tasting Akasha's pussy. Leaning up slightly, his tongue went slightly further into the vampiric pussy he'd ravaged so many times, making Akasha give a light groan.
"Good~" she whispered, though this whisper was drowned out by Roxas giving a loud groan of pleasure due to Penemue dropping her wet pussy onto Roxas, forcing his cock fully inside her.
"HNN~" Penemue moaned, her gigantic breasts bouncing as she rocked her hips back and forth on top of her husband. "Roxas~"
Roxas gave a muffled groan of pleasure in reply, as he felt Akasha pushing his face onto her cunt, in order for him to keep eating her out. As his tongue went deeper and deeper, Akasha's moans only became louder and louder.
"NNGH~ Fuck yes, Roxas!" The pink-haired vampiress moaned. "Right there~"
Roxas delivered a few light kisses to Akasha's clit, before returning to intensely eating her out, which triggered Akasha to throw her head back and scream in pleasure, as she crashed through her first orgasm of the night, just as Penemue's moans were getting louder and louder, the more she rode her cuffed-down husband.
"Roxas~ So good~" Penemue moaned, placing one of her hands on top of Roxas' chest, in order to keep herself balanced, and pinching her large breast with the other hand. "I sure to fill me up with every drop of that cum~
"Mmmff..." Was all Roxas could say in reply, as Penemue's hips crashed down on his cock, her tight Fallen Angel/Succubus pussy squeezing even tighter, non-verbally begging him to give her the sperm that she so dearly craved.
"Mff, mf mmfffff!" Roxas' muffled shouts were all the warning Penemue got, before he, as Pememue wished, ended up firing an enormous load of cum deep into her pleasantly cool, waiting cunt.
"OHHH~" Penemue groaned, orgasmically, as she received Roxas' cum. "So much for me to take~"
As Penemue absorbed all of Roxas' cum into her, Akasha took her dripping pussy away from Roxas' face, panting as she came down from her climax.
"You're as... good at eating me out... as ever, Roxas." The pink-haired Vampire whispered, through her pants.
"Of course I would." Roxas replied, grinning. "I've had a century to practise, haven't I?"
"Around that." Akasha replied, grinning a toothy grin. "You alright there, Pen? I'd quite like to feel my husband's cock inside me~"
"He's all yours." Penemue replied, lifting herself off Roxas' cock (which was covered in a light coating of her pussy-juices). "And I'd like to feel that tongue of my husband's inside me, too."
The purple-haired daughter of Azazel and the pink-haired Vampiress switched places, and Akasha was earlier in dropping herself onto Roxas' cock, and began rocking her hips on top of her husband, as Penemue had earlier.
"Nngh..." Roxas groaned. "Akasha- ahh~ -it's still sensitive..."
"And susceptible to more pleasure." Penemue remarked, as she sat herself on Roxas' face, facing Akasha. "And, therefore, able to cum faster. Now why don't you- AHH~"
Before Penemue had finished speaking, Roxas had stuck his tongue out, straight into her sweet-tasting pussy. The silver-haired Nephalem swung his tongue side to side inside his third wife's pussy, while taking in the arousing smell of her sweat (a universal trait of all Sex Demons was that all things that their body produced would appear arousing to their desired lovers, so as to have an easier time seducing them).
"H-hey, Akasha." Penemue spoke to her fellow wife, who was having an amazing time on top of her husband's cock. When Akasha looked up, Penemue leaned forward and pressed her lips hotly against hers. Her eight Fallen Angel wings and three Succubus tails sprouted from her body, and as she ground her large ass on Roxas' face, her tails wrapped themselves around Akasha's back, in order to pull her into a more intense make-out session as they both had their way with their cuffed-down husband.
"Mmm~" Akasha moaned, melting into the makeout, which she had done (and many other things) with Penemue before, and allowed Penemue's tongue to run across her fangs. However, her moans were being drowned out by Roxas' and Penemue's own moans, due to being ridden and being eaten out, respectively.
"Haaah~" Penemue pulled back from the kiss for air, a thin string of saliva connecting her and Akasha's lips together. "Best idea you've had in a long time, Akasha.
"Thank you." Akasha replied, through light pants and moans. "Since I've got so much blood in me, and I'm powerful enough to defeat most beings, I have to put it to use somehow, don't I- AHH, FUCK~!"
As Roxas' cock slammed so far into Akasha's pussy that it pushed up against a certain part of it, Akasha gave a loud scream of pleasure, triggering her second orgasm of the night. As her pussy tightened up, vice-like, Roxas couldn't stop himself from blowing another load out of his still-sensitive cock, and right inside Akasha. As he came, Roxas only took another ten seconds to keep eating Penemue out, before she moaned loudly, and fencum leaked out of her pussy, all over the one place that it could go: Roxas' face.
"Hmm~" Penemue groaned. "That was amazing, Roxas..." She got off Roxas' face, and smiled. "And you look so hot with my juices on you."
"Thanks..." Roxas panted, still coming down from his orgasm, as Penemue's juices oozed down his face.
"And I remember them tasting pretty nice, too." Penemue moved herself so she was lying beside her husband, and stuck out her tongue, tasting a bit of her own femcum. "I was right~ hey Akasha, come on."
"Leave some for me, okay?" Akasha slowly lifted herself off Roxas' cock, and moved herself to the other side of her husband, and began to taste Penemue's juices on Roxas' face. "Damn, you were right."
Roxas could only lie there and take it as Penemue and Akasha traces licks and kisses all over his face, while taking all of Penemue's juices off him. After almost five minutes, it was completely done, and they lay beside him, both smiling in contentment. Akasha waved her hands, and the blood-cuffs on Roxas' wrists and ankles disappeared, before the pink-haired Vampire sunk her teeth into Roxas' neck, and took her weekly pint of blood.
LEMON ENDS HERE
"So, Roxas." Akasha spoke, after taking her fangs out of his neck. "How was that? Are you..." She traced her hand over Roxas' perfectly sculpted chest. "Relaxed, now?"
"Very much so." Roxas replied, pressing his lips against Akasha's, as she snuggled up closer to him. "Thanks."
"No problem." Penemue replied. Cuddling up closer to her husband in turn, she pressed her lips against his neck. "A little bit of cuffing down never hurt anyone."
"Yeah." Roxas replied. "You two do it, Akeno does it, Palutena does it on occasion. Hell, I even remember Valian tying me down and riding me like her personal dildo."
"That was only thanks to her dragon-instincts getting the better of her, but still." Penemue remarked. "We got to do it with you. And that's good."
"Yeah." Roxas replied. "And I can just relax for the rest of the day."
"With Penemue and me~" Akasha pressed her lips against Roxas' neck for a moment, before retreating. "Speaking of me, I'm running low on that suncream. Can you whip me up another batch please, Roxas?"
"Sure." Roxas replied, returning the kiss. "But for now, I feel like napping."
As the silver-haired Nephalem closed his eyes, Penemue and Akasha felt like doing the same. So, they closed their eyes on Akasha's bed, and fell asleep next to their shared husband as well.
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Parga, Greece
A silver-transportation-circle opened up, in an alleyway, a few dozen yards from the café that Roxas had agreed to meet his Pact Magician, Medea, many-times great-granddaughter of the sorceress of Colchis of the same name. It was lost to the ages which of Medea's sons that this present Medea was descended from, to the point that she herself had forgotten.
Roxas himself, clad in just a t-shirt and jeans, no leather jacket (I mean who in their right mind would wear a jacket in such heat?), along with a pair of silver-rimmed aviator sunglasses, appeared from the magic-circle, and left the alleyway.
Disregarding any of the looks that came his way due to either his unnatural hair colour, his devilish/angelic beauty, or for some other third reason, Roxas walked down the street, while idly humming a song that sounded suspiciously like 'Crazy Train'.
"I know that things are goin' wrong for me..." Roxas sung, as he reached the café: The Brazilian Green Cup (why it was named that when it was situated in a coastal town of Greece, he would never understand). "You gotta listen to my words, yeah... yeahh..."
Pushing open the door of the café, that had opened an hour ago, Roxas stepped inside, looked around, and instantly saw the person he was looking for. It wasn't exactly far, as one: Medea had a very distinctive appearance, and two: she was one of the only five customers in the place right now, so it wasn't hard to pick her out.
Medea was a beautiful young woman, appearing to be in around her early-to-mid-twenties. She had purplish-blue hair, with a braid on her left side, and lilac eyes, clad in a simple t-shirt and jeans that hugged her impressive figure. When one looked closer, one would see that Medea's ears were shaped similar to knives, than the normal curved human ears.
She was currently drinking from a cup, and looked up when she saw Roxas coming towards her.
"Hello, Roxas." She greeted the silver-haired Gremory. "You're looking as nice as usual."
"Same to you, Medea." Roxas replied, as he hopped into the booth that she sat in, and looked into the eyes of his Pact Magician, who looked back, taking in his appearance.
"You know," Medea remarked, lightly. "This is just a personal thing, but I think you'd look better with your hair out of a ponytail. I mean I get having it like that in battle, but-"
"And that's the exact reason I have my hair like this all the time, Medea." Roxas replied. "I'm always fighting at one point or another, be it a spar with Vasco, or a fight for my life. Like against the Old Satan Faction when Aphrodite and I retrieved that Golden Fleece of yours." He added, referring to the condition that Medea set for him to become her Pact Magician: retrieve the Golden Fleece (the fleece of the winged ram Chrysomallos, that originally belonged to Medea's ancestor) that was, back around seventy years ago, when Roxas and Palutena had travelled to Mount Olympus to talk things out with Hera, in the hands of the Old Satan Faction.
"Fair enough." Medea replied. "So, did you ask to meet me here for something important, or just to catch up? I'm okay with either, to be honest."
"Good to know, because it was a bit of both." Roxas replied, pulling out his phone. "Take a look a this picture I took, I think you might like it."
Roxas pulled up the picture he had taken of Zeoticus after the Rating Game between Rias and Riser, and Medea looked at it. After a few seconds, she sniggered, and then laughed.
"Hahahaha...!" She laughed, smiling. "That's a sight for sore eyes if I've ever seen it."
"Yeah, I thought you might like it." Roxas smiled, putting his phone away. "Given your history with my grandfather."
Medea scowled, momentarily.
"Yes, I do have history with him." She muttered, recalling how Zeoticus Gremory had tried to force himself on her, and make her his Queen by force. Medea had turned him down, and cast a few spells on him that almost rendered the current Gremory patriach entirely impotent. However, as Medea now understood it, Zeoticus was, unfortunately, free from that particular ailment.
"Alright, now let's talk for real." Roxas replied. "It's come to my attention yesterday that I have been placed in a marital contract with a Devil who goes by the name of Seekvaira Agares. Since I didn't want to go through the trouble of having a Rating Game with her, like Rias did with Riser-"
"Oh, I heard about that." Medea replied. "I can imagine you'd tear any Young Devil who challenged you to shreds within minutes, if not seconds."
"Hehehe." Roxas chuckled for a moment. "Anyway, since going through the whole Rating Game process with Seekvaira would be pointless as all hell, not to mention time-consuming, I decided to ask you if it was possible for you to break that contract outright."
"I see." Medea replied. "Since I'm still grateful to you for obtaining my ancestor's Golden Fleece, I think I can do this for you. Now let's see." After casting a spell to stop any humans in the café from noticing what was going on, or coming over, Medea held up her hands and began casting a scanning spell on Roxas.
"...Anything?" Roxas asked, after half a minute.
"Not yet." Medea replied. "Now, let's see here... here we are!" She spoke.
"What?" Roxas asked.
"I found the seal on you." Medea replied. She paused for a moment, before adding "Well, it's not exactly a seal 'on' on you, per ce. More like on your magical signature. That's how Devils enforce their marital contracts, through a pair of seals on either the bodies, or magical signatures, in this case, of both parties. The seals then power the enforcement of the magical contract, which is usually written on paper, for formalities sake. You wouldn't have noticed the seals on you unless you were an expert in Devil magic."
"Eh...hehe." Roxas chuckled, sweatdropping slightly. "I confess I'm more of an Angel Magic kind of guy. But anyway. Can you break it?"
"Of course I can break it." Medea gave a small scoff in reply. "Should be easy as taking a nap. Now where did I put it..."
Roxas' Pact Magician reached into a magic-circle, which was the gateway to a pocket-dimension of her creation, and rummaged around in it. "I was sure I put it next to my spare robe... aha!"
Having found what she was looking for, Medea pulled out of the pocket-dimension (which closed behind her), with an iridescent and jagged dagger in her hand.
"Rule Breaker." Roxas remarked. "You gonna use that, huh?"
"Well, it's the only thing I really can use." Medea replied, holding the dagger in one hand, and holding the other one up. "Now, I just need to bring that seal to the surface. Shouldn't take more than a little push..." Medea released a pulse of Devil Magic from her hand, that rushed through Roxas' body.
After a second, two magical seals, one with the sign of the Gremory Clan and the other with the sign of the Agares Clan (that looked somewhat resemblant to a triangular clock, in the same way that the Gremory Clan's symbol was somewhat resemblant to a rose) appeared in front of Roxas. The Gremory one was layered on top of the Agares one."
"There we are." Medea spoke, holding Rule Breaker in her hand, and preparing to strike. After a second, she thrust forward, with Rule Breaker penetrating the magical seals, and breaking them on the spot.
"Alright." Medea pulled back, and placed Rule Breaker back into the pocket-dimension, as if nothing had happened. "That should do it. If successful, thanks to the seals on you breaking, it will destroy the pairing between you and Seekvaira, and therefore, render any enforcement on your now-defunct future marriage obsolete. In layman's terms, you and Seekvaira can go on with your lives as normal."
"That's a relief." Roxas replied. "Thank you, Medea."
"No trouble, Roxas. No trouble." Medea replied. "It was really the least I could do to repay you for, as you said earlier, retrieving my Golden Fleece from the Old Satan Faction, and me becoming your Pact Magician, which benefited me more than you, if you think about it."
"Yeah." Roxas replied. "Though you do have to acknowledge Aphrodite's help in getting that Golden Fleece back."
"Hmmm." Medea replied, scowling slightly. "Though I can't forgive what she did in the past, manipulating my ancestor to fall in love with that Fleece-thieving bastard Jason, I must say that her helping to retrieve my Fleece has... helped things."
"Yeah." Roxas replied. "Because like her or not, she is definitely one of the 10 most powerful Greek Deities."
"6th, at the highest." Medea replied. "Hades, Zeus, Ares, Poseidon and Athena being the Top 5."
"Agreed." Roxas replied. "Speaking of Athena, we got her to thank for telling us where the Golden Fleece was."
"Yes, we do." Medea conceded. "Anyway, are we done with business here?"
"We are." Roxas replied, standing up. "Fancy coming back to my new house with me? It's been a while since we've seen each other, and we can catch up there."
"Sure." Medea shrugged, standing up as well. "I don't have anything better to do today."
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"Thanks for the lunch, Asia." Roxas, who was typing on his laptop, an Asus Zenbook UX301LA, to be exact, thanked Asia (who was wearing the same apron as she usually did), who brought a delicious-looking lunch for him and Medea.
"No problem, Roxas." Asia replied, smiling and bowing to Roxas, giving him a very generous view of her cleavage, before turning around and returning to cooking.
"Does she always wear that, Roxas?" Medea asked, raising an eyebrow at Asia's attire. "Or did you have something to do with it?"
Roxas laughed.
"No way." He replied. "Asia just started wearing it one day. Not that I'm complaining, it looks damn good on her. If anything, Palutena probably had something to do with it."
"Fair enough." Medea shrugged in reply, as, speak of the devil (ironic, I know), Palutena came walking through the door.
"Hey, love." She greeted Roxas, and then saw Medea. "Oh, Medea. Fancy seeing you here."
"Hello, Palutena." Medea greeted the green-haired Goddess. "Nice to see you, too."
"Pal, you know where anyone else is?" Roxas asked. "I haven't seen anyone, peerage or not, around since I came back."
"If I remember correctly, I think Valian and Kuroka are out on summons." Palutena replied. "Akasha's still in bed, and Akeno and Penemue went home to see their parents."
"Fair enough." Roxas replied, shrugging.
"You have a peerage?" Medea asked, curiously. "I thought you said that you weren't going to have one."
"I said I wasn't going to have one unless I was at a strength that I'm able to protect myself, and others, to some extent, at." Roxas replied. "Since I'm a ten-winged Nephalem, I think I've met that criteria, don't you?"
"Makes sense." Medea replied, returning to her lunch. "But now I'm curious. Who's in your peerage?"
"Well, I have two Pawns." Roxas replied. "Asia," he nodded to Asia, who was still cooking. "And Kuroka. She's a Nekoshou, and used to be a Stray Devil. But she was placed under my Queen's custody for the time being."
"I see." Medea replied. "Anyone else?"
"Oh, yeah." Roxas replied. "I have Akeno, who's the daughter of Baraqiel, a Cadre of Grigori, Akasha Bloodriver, known as the Third-Strongest Female Vampire, as my Mutation Rook."
"Powerful individuals." Medea surmised. "You mentioned that you had a Queen?"
Right on cue, a silver transportation-circle opened up, and Valian came out of it, stretching herself.
"Man..." She groaned, giving herself a slight shake to relax her muscles. "The amount of energy being a lingerie model takes never ceases to amaze me. Oh, hey Roxas."
"Hello to you too, Valian." Roxas greeted his Queen, before turning to Medea, as Valian walked out of the kitchen, muttering something about needing a shower. "That's my Queen, Valian Lucifer. Great-granddaughter of Lucifer himself, and wielder of Divine Dividing."
"One of the Thirteen Longinus." Medea whispered. "Well, I have to say, your peerage certainly isn't weak or boring, Roxas. Even if it consists of five members, not including yourself."
"Thank you." Roxas replied. "Glad you approve."
"Have you got any other peerage candidates in mind?" Medea asked.
"One or two." Roxas replied, shrugging, as he deleted part of what he was typing, muttering "no, that won't work" and continued. "No more than that, though."
"I see." Medea replied. "What're you typing on that laptop?"
"Notes for something I fancy trying to make." Roxas replied, turning his laptop around and showing it to Medea, who looked. What Roxas was typing seemed to have something to do with some sort of magical potion.
"Interesting." Medea spoke. She opened her mouth to ask what the potion would do, but right at that moment, another magic-circle opened up, a crimson one, and Sirzechs, Grayfia, Millicas and Rias came out of it. Roxas looked up.
"Hey Mom, Dad, Rias." he greeted his parents and aunt, before looking at Millicas. "Pipsqueak." He added.
"Hey!" Millicas pouted, before everyone chuckled.
"Good to see you, Roxas." Sirzechs greeted his son. "I just wanted to pop in to inform you of a few things. Firstly, the Rating Game between you, Sairaorg and Imogen has been arranged. It will be in one week, and take place at the Agares Stadium."
"I see." Roxas replied, sharing a sideways look with Medea. "Anything else?"
"Your father has told me that he would like... to trade a member of his Peerage to you." Grayfia spoke. "He says it's for the purpose of giving you a head start with your Peerage, but I know the truth." She glared at Sirzechs, who gave a nervous giggle.
"Huh. Okay." Roxas replied, calmly.
"A-anyway." The Crimson Satan spoke, getting back on track. "Rias wanted to tell you something. Rias?"
"O-Oh, yes." Rias stepped forward, and bowed her head to Roxas. "Roxas, as the Heiress of my Clan, I want to apologize to you for what transpired during the celebration party two nights ago."
Roxas blinked, before remembering.
"Oh, don't worry about it." The silver-haired Nephalem replied. "It's fine. Medea and I sorted everything out."
"Medea?" Grayfia looked curiously at Medea, who hadn't spoken at all while she and Sirzechs were there. "The Princess of Colchis?"
"I'm her descendent, even if I share the same name with my ancestor." Medea replied. "I'm Roxas' Pact Magician."
"Pact Magician?" Sirzechs repeated. "You have a Pact Magician?"
"Of course I have a Pact Magician." Roxas scoffed lightly in reply. "Don't you have Makarov?"
"Good point." Sirzechs replied. "Well, since we're here, may we join you, Roxas? Since none of us have had dinner, due to, uh..."
"Your father slacking off work again." Grayfia spoke, in a deadpan tone. Roxas laughed.
"Sure. Pull up some chairs if you want." He replied.
Five minutes later, Sirzechs, Millicas, Rias and even Grayfia (at the insistence of everyone present) had plates of food, and were tucking in, while Roxas typed away on his laptop, and made occasional conversation with everyone at the table, before a purple magic-circle (that was shaped more like an octagon than a circle) opened up, and Kuroka came out of it.
Instantly, and just as Roxas thought, everyone (except himself, Medea and Palutena), tensed up at the sight of a Stray Devil in Roxas' house.
"Roxas..." Sirzechs spoke slowly, his eyes travelling between Kuroka and his son. "What is... she... doing here?"
"I'm in Roxas' peerage, nya." Kuroka replied, simple as anything, before walking over to Roxas and perching herself on his lap. She wrapped her arms around Roxas' neck and kept herself close to him, while licking his neck slowly. "He's my mate, too~"
Rias glared at Kuroka for a second, before her glare faltered. She knew she had no chance of getting anywhere particularly high in Roxas' harem, even if she was his own aunt.
Sirzechs didn't look like he believed this for a second, but Roxas spoke up.
"It's true." He spoke. "Kuroka is one of my Pawns. She's also under the custody of my Queen, Valian, who you met at the party."
"Someone mention my name?" Valian's voice came from the door, as she walked in, wearing her normal attire, but with her hair in a towel.
"Yeah, I did." Roxas replied. "I was just telling my parents how Kuroka is in your custody."
"It's true." Valian replied. She then proceeded to explain how Kuroka came to be in her custody, but without making like Genos from One Punch Man and shortening her explanation to 20 words or less.
After this explantion, which took a few minutes, Sirzechs took a breath and spoke.
"...Very well." He spoke. "I'll have to file a report of this to Fianna, so the man-hunt, or Nekoshou-hunt, in this case for Kuroka can be called off. But she'll have to be brought in for questioning on our end, as I'm sure you might know."
"Thank you." Roxas replied, nodding, as he felt the tension in the room rapidly defusing, and the meal resuming.
About ten minutes later this time, a magic-circle opened on the table that everyone was eating at, close to Roxas, which caught everyone's attention. Roxas, raising an eyebrow, tapped the magic-circle with his finger, and it raised up, revealing a hologram of Tobio Ikuse.
"Hey, Tobio." Roxas greeted the Slash Dog, and one of the Top 50 Strongest Beings in the World. "What's up?"
"Roxas, we've received a call from the Hellsing Organisation." Tobio replied, getting right to the point with his best friend.
"Integra?" Roxas furrowed his brow, remembering the woman who he'd met while he and Tobio were dealing with a vampire attack in Badrick, Northern Ireland.
"Yeah." Tobio replied, as everyone stayed silent to listen in on the conversation. "I've just been notified that the Hellsing Organisation require our assistance. That is to say, the assistance of myself, Lavinia, and you."
"Really? Me?" Roxas raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, really. You." Tobio replied, smirking. "Integra asked for you especially. Something to do with helping security at the Hellsing Manor in the aftermath of an attack."
"I see." Roxas replied. "Alright, then. Thanks for letting me know."
"I'll come for you tomorrow night." Tobio replied. "See you then."
"Later." Roxas replied. Tobio's hologram then disappeared.
Okay, let me get one thing out of the way first...
OH MY GOD DID YOU SEE ISSEI'S CARDINAL CRIMSON PROMOTION AT THE END OF THE NEW HERO EPISODE?! THAT IS THE BEST THING I'VE SEEN IN THE WHOLE SERIES, IT'S THAT FUCKING AWESOME!
*ahem*
Anyway, that's the new Nephalem of Gremory chapter! Roxas has given his cucked excuse of a grandfather a reason to fear him (along with giving Esdeath a reason to take interest in him, she'll be appearing later~), scored with his two other wives (not including the ones by Youkai law or the ones that haven't happened yet (Yasaka's, Kuroka's and Gabriel's times will come, along with possible other marriages *cough* Sera *cough*), destroyed the marital contract like the insignificant PoS it really is, and we learn that he, Tobio and Lavinia will be working with the Hellsing Organisation next chapter. Whoo.
And as for Roxas' peerage summons, as far as Roxas' present peerage goes: Roxas helps people with scientific research, Valian is a lingerie/swimsuit model (though every member of Roxas' peerage could pass for that, amiright?), Akasha teaches Muay Thai, Akeno and Asia do the same stuff as their canon selves do, and Kuroka is a catgirl cosplay model. Because... eh, fucking duh.
And the peerage member that Sirzechs wanted to trade to Roxas. I'm not gonna directly give anything away, but... *pulls out a box of ice-cream* That should be enough of a clue for you.
And the poll that I posted about who Rias' second Knight will be. It... didn't go the way I expected it to. That's all I'll say. By the way, it's been closed. Rias' second Knight will be... Saeko Busujima!
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