WARNING: Lemon in this chapter.
Anything you recognise isn't mine.
The door to Imogen's bedroom was flung open as Imogen and Roxas walked through it, arms around each other and locked at the lips.
A small moan of longing escaped Imogen as Roxas momentarily pulled away from her, in order to pull off his shirt and throw it into a corner, revealing his toned body to the gorgeous young Dragon.
"Holy. Shit." Imogen whispered, her grey eyes on Roxas, who just smirked.
"You like?" He asked, teasingly. The only reply he got was Imogen walking forward and pushing Roxas onto her bed. "I'll take that as a yes."
"You'd fucking better." Imogen let out a low growl as she pulled off her tank-top and flung it into a corner, revealing a sweet black bra, ripped off her leather pants to reveal the thong Roxas caught a glimpse of earlier in the day, and stalked towards Roxas, licking her lips.
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Crawling onto the bed, Imogen reached towards Roxas, grabbed his pants (which a rather large tent was forming inside), and began roughly undoing them. When she did, she pulled them off, and ended up taking his boxers with them, revealing Roxas' dick, which took Imogen by surprise and smacked her in the face as it sprung free from its confinements.
"My, my~" Imogen took Roxas' cock in her soft hand and squeezed it lightly. "Turns out your mini-Roxas isn't so mini."
"I've been told." Roxas replied. "By a LOT of women."
"And I'll be another to add to the count." Imogen smirked. "I'll just have to make sure I make this a really great night. For the both of us~"
Imogen continued to jerk Roxas' cock off for a bit before lowering her face towards it, and engulfing Roxas' cock in the warm vacuum that was her mouth.
"Mmm~" Roxas moaned, lying back and allowing Imogen to bob her head up and down his cock for a few minutes, just riding out the pleasure for those few minutes, before Imogen unexpectedly took her mouth off his cock, and started sucking on his balls, while stroking his cock, slowly and deliberately.
"Hmm~!" Roxas groaned, having to bite down on his lip to stop the moan from being too loud. Imogen, with Roxas' balls still in his mouth, giggled.
"You like that?" Imogen asked, her voice muffled. "There's a lot more tricks where that came from. You can thank my porn mags for that."
She took her mouth off Roxas' balls and jerked her head towards a shelf, where Roxas could see at least 20 issues of the porn magazine that his porn company put out.
'No problem.' Roxas remarked, mentally, as Imogen began layering kisses all over Roxas' footlong, interspersed with licking all over the lightly-pulsating tip of her date's cock. "Hmm, fuck!"
When Roxas reflexively bucked his hips, Imogen, quickly getting an idea, knelt upright and reached behind her in order to unclasp her bra, let it fall onto the bed (revealing her breasts, which were bigger than Palutena's), and then throw it onto the floor. She then lent back down, wrapped her tits around Roxas' cock, and began rocking them up and down.
Roxas could only hold in his orgasm for barely a moment before several streams of cum shot out of his cock, most of which landed on Imogen's breasts and some of it on her face and around her mouth.
"Hmm~" Imogen licked some of Roxas' cum up from around her face and swallowed it. "Tasty."
"I'm glad you think so." Roxas replied, smiling slightly as Imogen slid off the bed, and quickly removed the thong that she was wearing, leaving her completely naked.
The Belial Heiress got back on her bed, and straddled Roxas, reaching down in order to spread her pussy-lips. Without a word, she raised herself up, and then let herself fall, impaling herself on Roxas' cock, the sensation of which caused both beings to moan loudly.
"F-fuck!" Roxas got out an intelligible word beyond his moans. "Were you not a virgin before now? I didn't feel your-"
Imogen leant forward and pressed a finger against Roxas' lips.
"No, I was a virgin before today." she replied. "I just had a bit of practise with myself last night with some toys. Which I stole from Serafall."
"Ahh~ okay." Roxas replied as Imogen leant back, and began quickly bouncing her hips up and down on top of Roxas'. "Hmm~"
"Still sensitive?" Imogen licked her lips and continued to ride the silver Nephalem. "I don't doubt you're used to this."
"Yeah, I am." Roxas admitted. "But- hmm~"
"But nothing." Imogen replied, slowing down momentarily. "Just let this happen, Roxas."
And let this happen Roxas did. Choosing to just lie back and let Imogen bounce her sexy body on top of his. The black-haired half-Dragon leant forward and rested her hands on Roxas' chest for the purpose of riding him with more ferocity.
The loud slapping that came with Imogen's hips slamming down onto Roxas' a couple of times per second was music to Imogen's ears, as it just seemed to encourage her to keep going, and do it harder. Along with that, Imogen got the bright idea to lightly twist Roxas' nipples, which the light pain causing Roxas (who was feeling the beginnings of his second orgasm of the night) to shiver, and begin thrusting up into Imogen's tight cunt.
"HMM~!" Imogen groaned as Roxas' cock flew in and out of her cunt, which was slowly tightening around said cock. "Fuck, Roxas! So good! I-!" Imogen then let out a loud shriek of pleasure as her cunt clamped down around Roxas' cock, triggering him to shoot another couple of large streams of cum inside Imogen's cunt.
Imogen groaned loudly, closing her eyes and riding out the pleasure of Roxas' cum flying inside her as she sat on top of him.
"First time getting cummed inside, huh?" Roxas remarked, sitting up with his cock still inside Imogen, who nodded lightly. "Heheh. The first time's always the... well... fuck it. I'm not gonna bullshit my way through that sentence."
Roxas then pulled a quick movement with his legs, holding onto Imogen (who gave a yelp of surprise) as he did so, so his cock stayed inside her. Once the move was done, he was the one on top, looking down at Imogen, who was lying on the bed under him.
"Hmm..." Imogen smiled, looking up at Roxas through half-lidded eyes. "Fuck me, Roxas. Fuck me and make me scream how much I love being taken by my mate~"
"As you wish, you gorgeous little princess." Roxas replied, pulling half-out of Imogen's cunt, and then thrusting back in with such ferocity that Imogen actually screamed, out-loud, though her screams were silenced by Roxas leaning forward and crashing his lips against hers. "As you wish."
"OHH, fuck!" Imogen yelled, as Roxas, not even considering the notion of showing mercy, began thrusting at speed inside her, several times per second. The half-Dragon could barely hold in her loud moans of pleasure as Roxas reached down and twisted her nipples, though in reply, she found herself moving her hips in conjunction with Roxas' as he pounded her. "Shit! Fuck yes, Roxas!"
"You like that, Imogen?" Roxas smirked, his hands trailing down to Imogen's waist as he pounded her.
"Fuck yeah!" Imogen moaned, her breasts bouncing with every thrust Roxas made into her half-Dragon cunt. Imogen reached up and held onto the headboard of her bed, and wrapped her legs around Roxas' back, locking him in tight, something which made Roxas smirk.
"Oh, you like that, right?" the silver Nephalem asked, suddenly lifting Imogen up and off the bed. "Then you're gonna love this."
With his dick still inside Imogen, Roxas walked over to the wall just by Imogen's bed, pushed her up against it (while she was still raised, her legs around Roxas' back) and returned to thrusting inside her.
"F-fuck!" Imogen groaned, her arousal skyrocketing at the new sex position she was in, completely unable to see, or feel, anything but Roxas, her mate, just thrusting up into her. "R-Roxas, I'm gonna-!"
"Do it." Roxas replied, holding his hand over Imogen's mouth. "I know what you're gonna do, Imogen. Fucking do it all over my dick, you dirty Dragon."
Roxas' dirty talk only amplified Imogen's arousal, which only made her climax come faster. Along with it, the Belial Heiress found herself squirting all over Roxas (who, incidentally, had just came for the second time of the night right inside her pussy) for half a minute, during which her legs became weaker and weaker, and eventually unlocked around Roxas' legs, dropping back to the floor.
"F-fuck." Imogen groaned, as she shakily walked over to her bed and lay down on it, with Roxas soon joining her. "That was insane."
"You bet it was." Roxas replied. "Insanely fun, that is."
"Yeah." Imogen concurred, her nose twitching as she panted. "Hang on."
"What?" Roxas sat up. "What is it?"
"I think I can smell someone here." Imogen replied, also sitting up. "Not the two of us, though."
"Really?" Roxas replied, briefly considering drawing Excalibur Galatine.
"Yeah." Imogen replied.
"Well, shit." Another female voice, one that Roxas and Imogen both instantly recognised, spoke. "I thought I'd get away with being a spectator."
After a few seconds, Yasaka then faded into the room. She had her fox-ears and fox-tails out, she was wearing a dark pink set of lingerie, and she had one hand rubbing around inside her panties.
"Yasaka?" Imogen spoke, slightly indignantly. "The hell are you doing here?"
"Well, since anyone with a brain could tell that you and Roxas were going to be all over each other when you got the chance," Yasaka shrugged, taking her fingers out of her pussy and licking them seductively. "I had the idea of joining you. But you seemed to have gotten started without me~" she pouted cutely for a moment, before shrugging and beginning to shed her bra and panties.
"Any other reasons?" Roxas asked, his dick (which had softened slightly after cumming inside Imogen for the second time) beginning to grow hard again.
"Well, beyond me fancying another session with my mate~" Yasaka licked her lips and walked towards the bed. "I remembered that I'd never got the chance to truly say thanks to Imogen, since she played a good part in saving Kunou from the Old Satan Faction."
Imogen blinked, and then seemed to remember what Yasaka was talking about, as she gave a small nod.
Yasaka nodded in return, and crawled onto the bed in front of Imogen, gently holding her down with one hand.
"Now, let's see." Yasaka's ears twitched with arousal as her eyes trailed down Imogen's body (which was shining slightly due to sweat), and settled on her pussy, which was leaking with Roxas' cum. The blonde kitsune licked her lips at the sight of it, before leaning down and beginning to pleasure Imogen with her tongue.
"HMM!" Imogen threw her head back and moaned at the new feeling of having her cunt licked as opposed to fucked, and could only think of clutching onto her bedsheets as Yasaka stuck her tongue directly inside her and licked around, catching as much of Roxas' love juice as she could, and savouring the taste.
"You like?" Yasaka asked, opening her mouth and showing her Roxas' cum resting on her tongue. As Imogen nodded, Yasaka closed her mouth and swallowed the cum in it. "Good. Now." Yasaka then spread Imogen's legs with her hands, holding them open in order to get further into the Devil/Dragon Hybrid's cunt. "Let's- ahh~"
"You didn't think I'd just sit out of such a hot scene, did you Yasaka?" Roxas' voice came from behind Yasaka, as his cock slowly entered her.
"Hmm~ no." Yasaka replied, as she dragged her tongue across Imogen's pussy. "In fact, I'm surprised you didn't join in earlier."
"Fair enough." Roxas replied, pulling halfway out of Yasaka and then roughly thrusting into her again, making Yasaka moan loudly. More moans came out of her as Roxas continued to thrust into her, though they were muffled by Imogen pushing her head closer to her pussy.
"Ohh, shit!" Yasaka moaned. "Roxas, you're so- ahh!"
"I'm so what?" Roxas asked, gently pulling on one of Yasaka's tails, and stroking the tip of it with his thumb. "I'm so what, Yasaka?"
"Y-you're so f-fucking big!" Yasaka moaned, her eyes closed as she rode out the pleasure of getting rammed from behind by Roxas. "Fuck me with that thick cock and make me scream how much I love you!"
"Oh, I will." Roxas replied, lifting his hand up and delivering a heavy smack to Yasaka's ass, making her whimper in pleasure. "I fucking will."
Roxas' thrusting speed increased even further as Yasaka continued to eat Imogen out, and soon enough, Roxas had Yasaka climaxing and squirting all over his crotch, and more specifically, his cock. However, Roxas refused to stop his thrusts until he'd came (as he'd came countless times before, given the number of times Yasaka had summoned him) right inside his favourite kitsune's (said favourite kitsune had stopped eating Imogen out, given that she'd came as well, and was just riding out the pleasure of being mercilessly pounded by Roxas) waiting cunt.
And cum he did, squirting more than he'd ever done into Imogen, right into Yasaka, and then pulled out, before flopping onto Imogen's bed, face-first.
"You..." Roxas panted. "You weren't in heat, were you?"
"Oh, no." Yasaka replied. "My heat cycle isn't for a few months. Though when it happens... you know I know your feelings on having kids."
Imogen raised an eyebrow, and Yasaka explained it to her, after finding the energy to stand up on her own two legs.
"Basically, Roxas wants Palutena to be the mother of his first child, since she was his first wife."
"Ahh." Imogen nodded. "That makes sense."
"Not disappointed, are you, Imogen?" Roxas asked, flipping himself over onto his back.
"Nooo..." Imogen replied, drawling out the 'no' as she took a few breaths and lightly fingered herself. "I might want kids in the future, but it's not something I'm looking for right now."
"Fair enough." Yasaka spoke, stretching herself. "Hey, Imogen, you got any sex toys lying around? I have a feeling that we could spice tonight up a little more with some of those."
"Bedside drawer." Imogen lazily gestured to it, and Yasaka walked over to it, opened it, and rumaged around through it.
"Hmm." Yasaka smirked. "Vibrators, dildos, butt-plugs, my, my~" She looked over at Imogen. "Someone's stocked up on- hmm. This looks nice." She reached into the drawer and pulled out what Roxas instantly recognised as a strap-on, of the double-ended variety.
Roxas recognised that particular strap-on as one that Serafall had used on him during the three-sex marathon that they had gone on in the aftermath of the Kokabiel incident.
"So, Imogen." Yasaka spoke softly, attaching the strap-on to herself, and inserting one part of it into her pussy (which was leaking from Roxas' cum). "What do you say to a bit of double-teaming?"
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So, as it turned out, Imogen was very open to the idea of getting double-teamed by Roxas and Yasaka. As long as she and Roxas got to double-team Yasaka again after they were done with her.
And as long as she and Yasaka got to double-team Roxas (as Imogen had another strap-on in that drawer of hers) and- well, you get the point.
The short of it was that it was well past midnight when Roxas, Imogen and Yasaka lay, all finally spent, on Imogen's bed, cuddling each other.
"Dear Amaterasu..." Yasaka whispered. "That was a way better time than I anticipated having tonight."
"Same." Roxas and Imogen replied, simultaneously. Yasaka gently licked Roxas' sweaty chest, and hummed.
"I might have to summon the pair of you for threesomes in the future." the blonde kitsune smiled. "Once I've recovered from such an amazing night."
"Sure thing." Roxas replied. "I'm always open for more threesomes."
"Though I would've preferred having my first night with my mate be just the two of us..." Imogen replied. "I'm open to more threesomes as well. Since tonight WAS really great."
"Fantastic~" Yasaka replied, leaning over Roxas to kiss Imogen on the lips, before shifting herself closer to her silver-haired mate, and closing her eyes, falling asleep almost instantly.
Roxas and Imogen decided that it'd be good to do the same thing.
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It took Roxas about half a minute after he opened his eyes the next morning to remember that he was in Imogen's bedroom in Manhattan, and not in his own bedroom on the coast of Greece.
'Motherfucker.' Roxas thought as he sat up and stretched, looking around and noticing the state that the room was in, thanks to last night's events, and a pair of discarded strap-ons lying on the floor by the bed, along with Imogen, who looked like she was in the middle of a VERY wet dream. 'Definitely one of the more fun nights of my life.' He inhaled through his nose. 'Hey, what's that nice smell?'
Sliding out of bed and deciding to just sling on the jeans he was wearing yesterday (he couldn't be bothered to try and find his boxers), Roxas walked out of Imogen's room, and saw Yasaka in the kitchen area, her fox-ears and tails out on display, completely naked save for an apron that she wore (and that also looked a little too small for her) cooking breakfast.
When Roxas entered the kitchen area, Yasaka turned around. As the apron was translucent, Roxas could see Yasaka's nipples through the material (the apron didn't even reach down to her pussy).
"Hey." Yasaka greeted Roxas, smiling as she leant up against the counter. "Just thought I'd make breakfast for you and Imogen. Since I kinda barged in on you last night, I thought it was the least I could do."
"Thanks." Roxas replied. "What're you cooking?"
"Just a simple English breakfast." Yasaka replied. When Roxas blinked, she asked, jokingly. "What? Just because I've lived in Japan for all 700 years of my life, you think I've never had an English breakfast before?"
"No, no." Roxas replied. "Wait, you're 700?"
"And twenty-four." Yasaka replied, shrugging. "Why?"
"Well." Roxas replied, as Yasaka piled some food onto a plate and handed it to him. "Just thought you'd be younger is all."
"Fair enough." Yasaka remarked, as she walked over to Roxas and sat down next to him, her breasts bouncing inside her apron, which looked like it was going to tear apart just from how large the blonde kitsune's tits were. "You enjoying that?"
"Oh yeah." Roxas replied, his mouth partly-full of bacon and eggs. "This is some good shit."
"Good~" Yasaka replied, shifting herself closer to Roxas and resting a hand on his cheek. "And there's a lot more where that came from, my mate~"
"I'm sure there is." Roxas smirked, as he continued eating, and drinking from a glass of water that Yasaka poured for him. "I'm sure there is."
"There definitely is." Yasaka replied, sitting on Roxas' lap and stroking his crotch. "Hmm. No underwear?"
Roxas didn't answer, but Yasaka elected to just press her lips against his, press her huge breasts, which were only covered by her apron, against Roxas' bare chest, and wrap her arms around her mate's back, making sure he couldn't escape her embrace...
Until they both heard the sound of Imogen clearing her throat from the bedroom door.
"Am I interrupting anything?" she asked, as Yasaka pulled away from Roxas and looked over at her. When Roxas caught a sight of her, he was surprised to see her wearing nothing but a Guns N' Roses shirt... and his boxers.
Roxas was having a strange time deciding if that was weird or hot.
"Not really, Imogen." Yasaka replied. "I was just enjoying a little morning time with my mate~ I made breakfast, by the way."
"Sweet." Imogen replied. "After last night, I'm not sure I've got the mental energy to make anything for myself."
"Well, you're in luck." Yasaka replied, piling some food onto a plate and setting it down on the table in front of Imogen. "Here you go."
"Thanks." Imogen replied, sitting down and tucking into her food, which Roxas did as well. Yasaka soon joined them after getting some food for herself, and Roxas had to guess that she was enjoying what she made, given that she was finished in less than three minutes.
Either that or she was really, really hungry.
"Well, I'll be heading back home." Yasaka remarked to Roxas and Imogen, leaning down to kiss Roxas, then walking over to Imogen and doing the same to her. "I'll just grab my clothes then I'll be off. And like I said last night, I'll make sure to summon the pair of you soon~"
She teasingly licked her lips at the Nephalem and Demonic Dragon, and then walked through the open door into Imogen's bedroom. After a moment or two, the sounds of a transportation-circle could be heard, indicating that Yasaka had found her clothes and left.
Roxas and Imogen finished their breakfast in silence after that, and Imogen walked over to Roxas, sitting down beside him.
"You know, your boxers feel really nice on my legs." Imogen remarked, shifting herself around a bit in her chair and smirking at Roxas. "Mind if I keep them?"
"Nah, you can have them." Roxas replied, shrugging. "I've got loads of pairs anyway."
"Thanks." Imogen smiled, hugging Roxas momentarily. "You gonna be heading home soon?"
"Yeah." Roxas replied. "I'll just grab my shirt from your room and I'll be on my way."
"Cool." Imogen replied, while Roxas finished his breakfast. "See you."
"Later." Roxas kissed Imogen, stood up, and walked through the open door into Imogen's bedroom.
And like Yasaka before him, the sound of a transportation-circle could be heard, indicating that he had left, leaving Imogen alone in her apartment to bask in the aftermath of the best night of her life.
After a shower, first. Fuck, she smelled like cold sweat, dried cum, Roxas and Yasaka.
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It was several days after Roxas and Imogen had had their date, and Roxas, wearing a plain red short-sleeved t-shirt and no leather jacket (as the day in Moscow was hot), walked down a corridor in a conference building, escorted by a good-looking woman with dark blonde hair, dressed in a black business suit, to a pair of large double-doors.
"Here's the conference room that your meeting is at, Mr. Gremory." the woman said (Roxas presumed that she had spoken in Russian, but due to the simple Omnilingual spell that all supernatural beings learned at a relatively young age, he didn't hear her in Russian). "Have a nice day."
"Thanks. You too." Roxas replied, as the woman walked away. As soon as she was gone, Roxas knocked three times on the double-doors, and waited for a few seconds. After these seconds had passed, the doors smoothly opened, and Roxas entered.
The room had a small staircase leading from the door down into the main room. In the main room, there were six tables sat around (each of which, with the exception of one, had three chairs set around them, making seventeen chairs), all set in front of an area that looked like it was an area for speaking (mainly because it was).
The first thing Roxas noticed as he walked down the steps and into the room was that he wasn't the first one who had arrived to this meeting, as there were five people there, standing in the speaking area and conversing with one another: Dr. Strange, Integra Hellsing, Walter Dornez (who was stood close beside her), Nick Fury, Director of SHIELD (the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division) and a young-looking woman with short, dark pink hair and matching eyes.
She wore a black, off-the-shoulder mini-dress with white trim, an ornately-designed black Magician's cape with red accessories, black and red thigh-high socks and shin-high black boots.
Nick Fury was an athletic-looking man with a black complexion. He was bald, had only one eye (his left eye was covered by a black eye-patch, and had a couple of scars visible across it (which Roxas, as far as he was aware, knew that he gained in a war). He wore a black leather coat, and black clothes. All of these were emblazoned with the SHIELD logo.
Integra was the first person to notice Roxas, and she gave a smile.
"Good afternoon, Roxas." Integra greeted the silver-haired Nephalem, inclining her head to him. "I hope you're well."
"Very well, Integra." Roxas replied, walking over and shaking Integra's hand. "How are those mercs coming along with defending your Manor since Tobio, Lavinia and I finished their training?"
"They're doing well. Surprisingly." Integra replied. "Well-disciplined, they train amongst themselves regularly, the three of you have done well."
"Glad to hear it." Roxas replied. "Though I think Alucard scares them straight."
"I wouldn't be surprised if that's the case." Nick Fury spoke up. "I can only count the beings that I know of that wouldn't piss their pants at the sight of a pissed-off Supreme Vampire on one hand, and I am not one of those beings."
"Me, neither." the pink-haired woman spoke up, leaning forward and smiling at Roxas. "Hello, Roxas~"
"Hello, Helena." Roxas replied, accepting Helena Blavatsky's momentary hug. "Nice to see you again." he then stepped back. "Sorry, I just realised I butted into this conversation. What were you talking about?"
"Nick here just told us that he plans to announce his resignation as the representative of the United States at this meeting." Strange replied. "He's also brought his replacement, who should be arriving shortly?" he looked at Nick, who nodded.
"I see." Roxas replied, as the doors opened and three more people entered, two of which were women, who both looked rather similar to each other.
The sole male of the trio had the figure of what Roxas could only describe as a primary school child if he were an elderly man (as in the person was small, but looked very old), with dark gold hair and long beard. He carried a staff in one hand, a pipe in the other, and he wore shades with a cyber-design, and donned prayer beads on his forehead. This was Sun Wukong, the Great Victorious Fighting Buddha, a being that Roxas respected and admired.
The older of the two women in the trio was a tall, elderly woman with silver-grey hair and green eyes, who wore a deep blue robe. She had a slim figure and, for her age, a rather ample figure. This was Göndul, one of the most famous Valkyries in all of Norse mythology.
The younger of the two women, Roxas could only assume, was either Göndul's daughter or her granddaughter (he was banking on the latter). She was a very beautiful young woman with long, straight silver hair and aqua-coloured eyes who appeared to be in her late-teens. She had a much more voluptuous figure than Göndul, which was accentuated by her business suit and skirt, which hugged her waist and hips.
"Wukong, Göndul." Strange addressed the two people he knew. "Nice to see you could make it. Who's the other one?"
"My granddaughter, Rosseweisse." Göndul replied. "I thought I'd bring her along. That acceptable?"
"It is." Strange nodded. "Though she won't be sitting down."
"Acceptable." Göndul replied, as she walked over to Strange, Roxas, Integra, Fury and Helena. "Hey, Roxas. You're looking just as nice as ever since the last meeting."
"Same to you, Göndul." Roxas replied, returning Göndul's smirk, something that Rosseweisse didn't seem to appreciate.
"Granny!" Rosseweisse cried. "You shouldn't flirt with men much younger than you, especially not on the job!
"It's just a bit of fun, Rose." Göndul replied to her daughter. "Roxas knows I'm not seriously flirting with him." she then looked back at Roxas. "Or am I?"
Göndul chuckled at the look on her granddaughter's face as Wukong silently took a seat at one of the tables, looking down and not speaking.
Three more people entered the room after a couple of minutes, all three of them women (very beautiful women at that).
The first woman, the one in the middle of the three, that Roxas set eyes on was easily the most gorgeous (in his opinion). She had long purple hair that went down to her back, and red eyes, and wore a full-body outfit that highlighted her curvaceous body, with metallic shoulder-pads.
The second woman, despite Roxas' negative feelings about her, was very good-looking, he couldn't deny. She had a fairly-tan complexion with black hair that was combed over so that the left side of her face was framed by it, and blue eyes, along with a curvaceous figure that was on par with the first woman, whose name was Scathach. She wore a long red dress that went down to her knees, and black boots.
This was Diana, the Princess of Paradise Island, or Themyscira (the same Themyscira that Roxas had snuck onto and slept with an Amazon on, though Diana didn't know that he was the one that did it. She would've chopped off his balls five times over if she had), and the daughter of Zeus and Hippolyta (the Queen of the Amazons). She and Roxas... didn't get on very well.
The third woman had short black hair and golden-yellow eyes.
She wore a black hakama and sandals with white tabi socks. Over her outfit, she wore a black shrug with a long right sleeve and a short left sleeve, with a gold leaf trim adorning the opening on the front. She wore long black arm-warmers that extended to her middle fingers, the left of which had a purple band tied around the top and a pair of golden bangles around the wrist. Around her waist was a black and gold sash that trailed behind her, with a golden flower-shaped buckle at the end.
As the door closed behind Scathach, Diana and Kali Belladonna, the Head of the Nekomatas in Kyoto and mother of Blake Belladonna, a pair of black furry cat-ears and a black cat-tail appeared on her body. Three golden piercings were on her cat-ears, two on her right ear and one on her left.
"Who else are we waiting on, Doc?" Roxas asked Doctor Strange, who looked up and around the room, where everyone was talking to someone.
"Ozymandias, Tiamat, the Hassan, T'Chaka, Xuanzang, Arash and Nobunanga." he replied. "And that Hindu Pantheon rep, if Indra decides to send one this time."
"Do you really believe that he will?" Roxas asked, taking a breath. "You know he's got his head so far up his ass he can only see himself needing only himself to be the strongest force that he can."
"That's true." Strange replied. "However, Roxas, if he has a change of heart and decides to send a representative for his Pantheon, then I will accommodate them here. I've made my feelings on that quite clear to you, multiple times."
"Whatever." Roxas replied. As ten minutes rolled around, during which Roxas walked around and greeted everyone that walked in, including King T'Chaka of Wakanda.
"Alright, everyone!" Strange called, after everyone had entered the room. "Everyone, sit down, so we can get started as quickly as possible."
Everyone heard the Sorcerer Supreme's order, and everyone obeyed said Sorcerer Supreme's order. Roxas sat at an empty table, and was joined by Nick Fury and Sun Wukong.
After barely a minute, everyone was seated and silent (the people whom Roxas guessed were acting as escorts for their respective representatives, which included, but weren't limited to Walter for Integra, Rosseweisse for Göndul, and a tall, muscular black man with short black hair and wearing a black suit for T'Chaka, stood by their respective escortees), and Strange, who was sat at a table with a brown-haired man who was known as Ozymandias, distant descendent of the Egyptian Pharoah of the same name, and Diana, stood up and cleared his throat.
"Now." Strange spoke. "Now that everyone is here and seated, I would like to declare the Tenth SSPCH Meeting in-"
"Now, wait just a second!" a loud, disembodied voice called out, making everyone jump and look around.
"Who said that?" T'Chaka, an elderly black man with white hair and dressed in a black and gold bodysuit, asked, standing up.
"I think I know..." Diana scowled. There was a small chuckle, as a black pool of smoke began to build up at the entrance to the conference room.
"You would, lovely little Diana." Hades spoke, as he slowly rose from the smoke, in all his inhuman glory, with someone standing beside him.
This someone was a tall, slender young man with pale skin and dark green eyes. He had chin-length black hair with long bangs swept to the left, which sometimes obscured his eye. His upper body and neck were covered with tattoos.
He wore a long, open sleeveless leather coat with the sides tied together by strings, inside pockets, and a sewn-in, corset-like vest in the front. He also wore black pants with a silver chain made up of skulls on the right side of his belt and a fingerless glove on his right hand. He sported many accessories, including a tooth pendant around his neck, silver ring on his left middle finger, and a plain leather bracelet and a spiked bracelet on his left wrist. He wore black sandals.
"Hades." Strange spoke, with thinly-veiled dislike in his voice. "What brings you here?"
"Oh, I heard through the grapevine that you were having one of your little therapy sessions, Doc!" Hades replied, nonchalantly. "And between the last one you had and now, all the Gods of the Underworld had a little get-together and talked out who should represent US in this little council. And we decided on... this guy." he playfully elbowed the black-haired man, who stood quietly next to him. "Thanatos. Strongest Grim Reaper there is. He's in his human form of course." he added. "Gets more of the ladies that way." he winked at Diana, who looked as if she would like nothing more than to rush over to Hades and rip that smirking look right off his face.
Combined with the look one makes when they're about to vomit.
"Well..." Strange replied, looking over at Roxas, who shrugged.
"If he doesn't cause trouble, I'm all for it." he remarked to the God of the Realm of the Dead, a bead of sweat rolling down his neck.
"But of COURSE he won't cause trouble!" Hades replied, smiling. "Why would he, when he's in a room full of such strong individuals. Not least of which would be yourself, Roxas. You always did... interest, me." he gave a laugh, which no-one emulated.
"Have fun, Thanypoo!" Hades called to Thanatos, who walked quietly down the steps.
And then everything went black, for exactly two seconds. No-one could see a thing.
Until the sudden pitch-blackness went away as soon as it came, and Hades was gone. Thanatos continued walking, as if nothing had happened, towards a chair conjured up for him by Dr. Strange, at the table that Tiamat, Göndul and Integra were sat at.
As he sat down, he turned around and looked silently towards the Doctor, who looked slightly unnerved.
"W-well, yes. Ahem." he cleared his throat and composed himself. "If there are no more interruptions, I would like to declare the Tenth Official SSPCH meeting as in session."
There was light applause from everyone for a moment, before Strange spoke again.
"Okay, first order of business before we get into the more major topics of today's meeting." He spoke. "In light of the events of last meeting I would like to call a vote as to whether Nobunaga should no longer be allowed near electronics or fruit without supervision."
There was light chuckling all around. Last meeting, when Nobunaga had heard that there was a possibility of war breaking out, she had procured any electronic device she could find in order to use it as a weapon. When that failed, she resorted to making oranges into grenades.
Yeah, Roxas didn't get it either.
"Those in favour?"
All but two people raised their hands. Roxas raised his, but he noticed that Thanatos did not.
'Fair enough.' Roxas thought. 'It's his first meeting, after all.'
"Those against?" Strange asked. Only one hand went up. "Motion passed."
"THIS IS SO UNFAIR!" Nobunaga, a black-haired woman wearing something that could vaguely be considered a military uniform, shouted. There was laughter from most of the people in the room, including Strange.
"Ehehehe." He chuckled, before clearing his throat. "On a more serious note, I am told that Nick Fury has some things to say."
"I do, Chairman." Nick Fury replied, standing up and walking over to the speaking area, all eyes on him. "I'll cut right to the chase. First thing, a CIA officer in the US has unlocked a Sacred Gear."
There was a small uproar amongst those present. Thanatos looked up, seeming interested in this.
"We don't know what the Gear is called yet." Fury continued. "But all that he's demonstrated is that he is able to manipulate iron."
"That's interesting." Strange replied to Nick. "I'll have to check my records. Anyway. Continue."
"Well, remember when I said that as soon as I've found someone to replace me as the USA's representative." Fury continued "That I would step down?"
"Have you found someone, Nick?" Tiamat asked, brushing some of her hair out of her eyes.
"I have, Tiamat." Nick replied. "In fact, he should be coming in any second now."
After about five seconds of silence, there was a knock on the door. From where he was sat, Strange waved his hand, and the door opened to reveal...
Steve Rogers.
There were murmurs amongst the humans, and several of the supernatural beings present at the meeting, as Captain America, dressed in an immaculate suit (not his battle suit that looked like Uncle Sam had gotten a case of extreme nausea and vomited all over it, just a regular suit), walked into the room, and stood by Nick Fury.
After he stopped, Roxas tapped Sun Wukong on the shoulder. When he looked up, he leaned forward and whispered to him.
"I wonder how many times those two had to practise in order to get that to go off without a hitch?"
Wukong chuckled lightly, and agreed with Roxas, before the two of them fell silent as T'Chaka spoke up.
"Well." the King of Wakanda remarked. "I can't think of a better replacement for you than Captain Rogers."
"Thank you." Nick Fury replied. "I hope that he can work towards what we've been doing for the past five years that we've been meeting, and get along with all of you."
Roxas smirked, darkly.
'Yeah, I doubt that.' he thought, as Strange spoke up.
"Well, Steve- you mind if I call you that?"
"No." Steve replied.
"Got it." Strange replied. "Well Steve, on behalf of everyone here, I want to welcome you to the SSPCH."
"Thank you." Steve replied. "But, forgive me for asking, but I'm curious as to what this is. Director Fury only told me that I would be representing the United States at this council."
Diana scoffed, from her seat, and rolled her eyes. Something that Roxas noticed, and something that Wukong evidently noticed as well, as he spoke up.
"Cut the Captain some slack, will you, Diana?" he asked, exasperatedly, before addressing Steve.
"The SSPCH, or Society for the Supernatural Protection of Common Humans, if you want to be fancy about it, is an organisation founded for the purposes of keeping knowledge of the supernatural world getting out to the general populous of humanity, out of worries shared by most of us that if such knowledge were to get out, the human world, which the supernatural world is heavily involved in, would, to put it bluntly, go to Hell. No offence meant to any residents of the Underworld in the room."
"None taken." Roxas replied. Thanatos merely nodded.
"I see." Steve replied. "Since I'm representing the United States here, am I right in assuming that there are people who represent other countries here?"
"You would be, Captain." T'Chaka replied, from his seat with Helena and Nobunaga. "For instance, Integra and I are the representatives of the United Kingdom and Wakanda, respectively. Sanzang and Arash over there are representatives of China, and the Middle East as a collective." he continued, nodding to a busty black-haired woman wearing a monk outfit and a tan man with short black hair and dark brown eyes, who were sitting with Scathach. "Helena and Nobunaga, next to me, are the representatives of Russia and Japan." He continued, looking to Helena, who was trying to console Nobunaga, who was pouting up a storm.
"Along with that, there are also representatives of the Pantheons, and other supernatural groups at this meeting." Strange continued, from his place with Ozymandias and Diana. "For instance, I am the representative for the Magicians. I'm also the Chairman and founder of the SSPCH. Ozymandias and Diana next to me are representing the Egyptian and Greek Pantheons, respectively."
Steve nodded respectfully to Ozymandias and Diana, neither of which returned the gesture.
"Gondul, Tiamat and Thanatos over there are the representatives for the Norse Pantheon, the Dragons, and the... the Realm of the Dead, respectively." Strange continued, gesturing to Gondul, Tiamat and Thanatos, all of whom greeted him and introduced themselves.
"Scathach and Kali," Wukong spoke, pointing his staff at Scathach and Kali, respectively. "Represent the Celtic and Shinto Pantheons. I represent the Buddhist Pantheon, and King Hassan, the big guy," he pointed his staff at the large man wearing a skull mask sitting with Sanzang and Arash, "represents the Islamic Pantheon."
"Or what's left of it." Roxas muttered, under his breath.
The Hassan silently turned his head towards Roxas (evidently, he'd heard him) and glared through his skull-mask at the silver-haired Nephalem, who refused to mentally acknowledge the fact that he was sweatdropping. The Hassan continued to hold the glare for a couple more moments, before turning back to look at Steve.
"And then there's Roxas." Strange continued, gesturing to Roxas.
Roxas could've sworn that Steve had a start of surprise when Strange said his name.
"He's the representative of the Christian Pantheon here." Strange said. "He's also Vice-Chairman, basically second-in-command, and co-founder of this organisation."
"Yeah, what he said." Roxas replied, nodding to Steve and noticing that Diana was shooting a nasty look at him.
"I see." Steve replied. "Well, I hope that I can help here as well as Director Fury has done."
Everyone gave murmurs of ascent as Steve walked over to the seat that Fury was sitting in minutes before, and sat down. He shot a slightly nervous glance at Roxas, who just smiled in return.
"Anyway." Strange continued, as Fury stood behind Steve. "Does anyone else have anything to say?"
"I do." Roxas replied, standing up. "You'll know this as well, Doc, since you were there when this happened."
Strange nodded as Roxas navigated his way through the tables into the speaking area, and addressed the other seventeen individuals, who were all looking up at him.
"I'm pleased to announce," Roxas spoke. "That the leaders of the Devils, Fallen Angels, Angels and Sex Demons came together, two weeks ago, and signed a formal treaty to announce the end of the Great War. The Christian Pantheon is finally united as one."
There was loud applause from all the supernatural representatives at the meeting (excluding Tiamat, who Roxas could only assume knew about this already), which lasted for a couple of moments before it quietened down. Roxas chuckled.
"Thank you." he replied. "Both myself and Dr. Strange were there to witness this happening."
"We were." Strange affirmed for everyone. "Any questions for Roxas?"
"I have one." Scathach spoke up. "Since our last meeting six months ago, have you actually told the leaders of your Pantheon about this council?"
"N-no, not yet." Roxas replied to the purple-haired beauty's question. "I plan to when I head down to the Underworld in a week, though."
Scathach nodded, as Diana spoke up.
"You know, with how much we all know you've got on your plate right now, Roxas," the Amazon/God Hybrid spoke up, "With your presence being revealed to your Pantheon being added onto the multi-billion-dollar company you've got running, and have been running for decades now, and your peerage, I wonder if you're becoming too busy for the duties that come with being the Vice-Chairman here. Maybe you-"
"Just because YOU'RE salty that a woman, let alone you, didn't become Vice-Chairman of the SSPCH when Strange announced his choice for the position, Diana," Nobunaga, who had recovered from the vote at the start of the meeting, spoke up. "Doesn't mean that all the women here are."
"Indeed, Nobunaga." Strange agreed, his grey eyes meeting Diana's in a cold stare. "If you have complaints about my choices, take it up with me, not with Roxas."
Roxas smirked as Diana paled at Strange's glare, and backed down.
"Thank you." Roxas replied to Strange, as he walked back to his seat, and sat down.
There was positive chatter in the air as Integra stood up and walked towards the front of the room, preparing to speak. When the room quietened down, she spoke.
"Millennium have returned."
Everyone tensed up at those words, including Roxas (who already knew this). It was no secret to everyone that Millennium had (apparently) been defeated 50 years ago by Alucard, but to hear that they had returned... not good news. At all.
"What?" Steve asked. "Who're Millennium?"
"A paramilitary organization of Nazi Vampires." Fury replied, quietly. "Defeated by the strongest Vampire the world has ever known about the same time you went in the ice."
The Captain tensed up hard at the mention of Nazis, and Roxas decided to add to Fury's assessment.
"They've made Fallen Angels as well." he remarked, which didn't help the blonde nearly-century-old man.
"My servant, Roxas and two members of the Grigori's Slash Dog Team fought against Millennium in Brazil," Integra explained to the gathered representatives. "Soon after another altercation between Roxas and Millennium in Japan, their mad little Major came out and directly declared war. On Britain, on Russia, on America-"
Roxas could see Helena tensing up now.
"They promised that once they were prepared, they would wage eternal war like the world has never seen before." Integra finished. "It was that little shit's words, not mine."
"I'll make sure to inform those who need to know of this." Helena said, instantly."
"Me too." Steve replied, firmly.
"Me three." Roxas grinned, cracking his knuckles. "I can't wait to fight against those Nazi fucks for the third time in a year."
"Thank you." Integra replied, inclining her head to Roxas, Helena and Steve. "I feel more comforted already."
'She doesn't sound it.' Roxas thought, as Integra walked down and to her seat, where she sat down. She conversed in whispers with Walter for a moment before falling silent.
Wukong then got up, and walked over to the front of the hall, then cleared his throat, waiting for everyone to stop talking.
"You have something to report on, Wukong?" Strange asked, from his seat.
"Well, I don't think what I have to report could be worse than a bunch of supernatural Nazis mobilizing for war," Wukong stated. "But..." he sighed. "Cao Cao's gone rogue."
Instant uproar.
"What?!"
"Cao Cao's gone rogue?"
"He could be dangerous!
"He IS dangerous!"
"Who's Cao Cao?"
The last one was asked by Steve Rogers, of course. Fury rolled his one eye.
"I'll get you caught up once we're out of here." he promised the Captain, as Strange intoned a loud snap with a click of his fingers, while also calling for quiet.
"How has Cao Cao gone rogue, Wukong?" Strange asked, calmly. "And why?"
"Well, I showed up one day, about a month ago, to the mountain where we usually train." Wukong stated. "And Cao Cao wasn't there like I asked him to be. I went to his home village, and I'd learned that he had ran away. I've spent the last month since looking for him."
There were more murmurings among those present, very justified murmurings, in Roxas' opinion.
Cao Cao (originally named Bergin), descendent of the Chinese warlord of the same name, was a human who Sun Wukong had discovered to be the wielder of the True Longinus, the First and Ultimate Sacred Gear, about three years ago. Wukong had trained the boy in use of the spear, as well as in general combat, both physical and magical, to the point that it was widely believed among the SSPCH that Cao Cao would go onto become the strongest possessor of the True Longinus, which would, very likely, lead to him becoming the strongest Sacred Gear wielder in history.
Obviously, this would've been an amazing addition to the Buddhist Pantheon, if Cao Cao had completed his training with Wukong, but now...
"As for why I think he's gone rogue?" Wukong folded his tiny arms. "The only thing I can think of is that he's become arrogant. After taking on the name of his ancestor, I can only presume that Bergin believes that he is as great as his ancestor, and wants to prove it without my help."
"And with his presumed arrogance, this could result in horrible things happening." Gondul said what everyone was thinking.
"That's putting it lightly." Roxas replied. "I'll keep an eye out for Cao Cao wherever I'm at, as best I can."
"As will I." Scathach agreed. Everyone else in the room unanimously agreed to watch out for Cao Cao, which put a smile on Wukong's face.
"Thank you." he thanked everyone. "I hate to copy what Integra said, but I feel more comforted already." he then walked back to his seat, and sat down. Roxas chuckled as Wukong adjusted himself on his seat.
"I'm surprised you can still smile like that, Old Monkey Man." Roxas teased. His words earned him a sharp rap on the head from Wukong's staff. "Ow!"
"This Old Monkey Man's still got several tricks." Wukong replied, narrowing his eyes behind his shades at Roxas. "Much more than you, by the way. So watch it, boy."
Roxas didn't reply, as Strange began talking again.
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There wasn't much else to talk about at the meeting. A few reports regarding supernatural attacks on villages that had been stopped by other representatives (though one thing that Roxas did get a laugh out of was the fact that Diana looked exceptionally annoyed that a self-professed Stray Devil Hunter, who went by the name of Dante, refused to listen to her and her orders), idly looking at Scathach's amazing body under that bodysuit of hers (what Roxas wouldn't give to take Scathach to a hotel room, tear off her outfit and fuck her silly like he'd done to several of the pornstars that worked at his porn company), and the meeting was finished.
"I'll have Medea sent magical copies of all the notes she took during this meeting to you." Strange called out to everyone at the meeting. "Until six months time, everyone." He then opened a portal with a wave of his hand, and walked through it, disappearing.
Roxas stood up, cracked his neck from side to side, and stretched. After doing his business in the bathroom that was next door to the conference room, he prepared to leave, but was tapped on the shoulder.
"Yes?" he turned around, and saw Steve Rogers standing before him, with Nick Fury behind him.
"Roxas..." Steve said. "You remember when we last met, six years ago?"
"Yeah, vaguely." Roxas replied. "The time I gave your favourite Russian a cunt-punt, right?"
"Y-yes." Steve replied, composing himself. "But, Roxas, I want to apologize to you for what happened, particularly for how Tony and Natasha acted to you rejecting their offer of joining us. I wasn't innocent, I admit that, but I hope we can forgive each other for what happened, and start over without any bad blood between us. Since we'll probably be working together from now on here in the SSPCH." he took a breath after he finished his little speech, and Roxas blinked, but stayed silent for several seconds, before he spoke.
"Sure." he replied, sticking his hand out. "Reset button pressed."
"I'm glad to hear it." Steve smiled, accepting Roxas' hand and shaking it. He then walked away, but Nick stayed for a couple of seconds, looking hard at Roxas with his single eye.
"I've got my eye on you, Gremory." Fury stated, before he followed Rogers out.
"Make sure you don't walk into any doors, then, Fury." Roxas replied, scratching an itch that came up on his head. "Or any metal arms since SHIELD got compromised."
The Director of SHIELD did not reply, choosing only to turn around and glare at Roxas for a few seconds, before walking out of the door, holding it open for Helena and Nobunaga, as Kali walked up to Roxas.
"Hey, Kali." Roxas greeted the Nekoshou leader. "Been a while since we last talked."
"Yes, it has been." Kali replied. "Yasaka came to me a week or so ago talking about something you wanted to do."
"She did?" Roxas asked, knowing what Yasaka would have been talking about.
"She did." Kali replied. "She said that you wanted to learn Youjutsu in the same manner that I taught Esdeath Partas how to perform it."
"Well, I do." Roxas replied. "Esdeath's my Rook now, by the way."
"I heard." Kali replied. "And I'll be happy to teach you everything that you need to know, as long as you can give me something suitable in return."
"Gre- uhh..." Roxas uhh'd, in reply. "I... can't think of anything, right now."
"That's okay." Kali replied. "Since I know you and respect you very much, you can have the first lesson for absolutely free. Think of it as a special offer for a special man~" she reached out and stroked Roxas' cheek for a moment, and then left through a transportation-circle.
Roxas then left as well.
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The first thing Roxas saw when he landed back in his Greek villa through a transportation-circle was Palutena, sitting on one of the sofas and drinking a glass of some drink.
The second thing that the silver-haired Nephalem saw was Aphrodite, of all beings, sat on another sofa, drinking a glass of what Roxas could only guess was red wine, given that what she was drinking was red. Being who he was, Roxas' eyes zeroed in on the blonde Goddess' large breasts resting in her gown, and he could already feel a boner beginning to grow.
Palutena was the first to notice him when she looked up.
"Hey, Roxas." she stood up and greeted her lover with a hug and kiss. "How was the meeting?"
"Pretty good, love." Roxas replied, returning the hug and kiss. "What's Aphrodite doing here?"
"Oh, I just came for a chat with Palutena." Aphrodite replied. "I would've also enjoyed talking with you, Roxas, but since you were away at that meeting..." she shrugged. "Oh well. Another time." she downed the rest of her red wine, and stood up, her breasts bouncing. "See you, Palutena. Later, Roxas~" she licked her lips at Roxas, and disappeared in a whirl of pink smoke.
Roxas and Palutena both watched the pink smoke fade away into nothing, as Palutena spoke up.
"You know." she remarked to Roxas. "I wouldn't be opposed to a threesome with you and Aphrodite. She certainly seems interested in you."
"Yeah." Roxas replied. "Only because of my dick." he added, half-jokingly.
"Hey, now. That's not true." Palutena replied. "At least she said it wasn't true when I asked her that. Aphrodite just said that she had her reasons when I asked why she liked you, though I bet they must be pretty strong reasons, if she's sent you nudes of herself."
"Wait, what?" Roxas widened his eyes and turned on his phone (which he'd turned off before he arrived at the SSPCH meeting), and opened his messages, finding four pictures of a certain blonde Goddess of Oxytocin.
The first picture of her pictured her, stomach-down, on her bed, her arms under her breasts in order to lift them up and make them look bigger (not that she really needed to), and wearing a classy, yet no less sexy thong.
The second picture of her featured her sat on her bed, leaning against what Roxas could only assume to be the headboard, completely naked and her legs spread, for the purposes of showing off her shaved pussy.
The third picture of her featured her standing up, holding her breasts together, as a peeled banana sat in between them. She looked to be wearing a sexy set of white lingerie in this picture, just without the bra piece.
The fourth picture of her showed her in a similar pose to the third one, except she was completely nude, there was no banana in sight, and she was winking at the camera, and blowing a kiss with one hand (with the other one presumably holding the phone she was using to take the picture).
Roxas had no words to describe how jaw-droppingly sexy those nudes that he'd been sent were. So, he did the first thing that his mind jumped to at the sight of arguably the most physically gorgeous being in the world.
He fainted, dropping his phone as he did so, with his last thought before losing consciousness being:
'Why does Aphrodite even need a phone?'
Luckily for Roxas, Palutena was ready for the possibility of Roxas fainting, and before his body hit the floor, she had opened a portal with her staff, and allowed Roxas to fall through it and into his bedroom.
"Damn." Palutena muttered to herself as she bent down and picked Roxas' phone up. "Those nudes can't have been that hot. Were they?"
She turned it over and looked through the four nudes that the Greek Oxytocin Goddess had sent Roxas.
"Huh." the green-haired deity muttered. "They definitely are. Maybe I should try that."
It was something to consider.
And that's the 27th chapter of Nephalem of Gremory! Roxas and Imogen have finally had their first night together (with some intrusion from everyone's favourite fox-MILF), and we've got our first sight of the SSPCH (or Society for the Supernatural Protection of Common Humans), they'll be having a bigger role later in the story when a certain God gets a little bit... extra-evil.
And during their most recent meeting, we've found out that a CIA officer has unlocked a Sacred Gear (something that happens in canon DxD, if you've been keeping up with the LNs), Millennium has come out of the shadows (yeah, remember those Nazi fucks?) and is preparing for war, and that Cao Cao's decided to be the arrogant cunt he is in canon, and has run away from Sun Wukong, the Old Monkey Man. And Captain America and Roxas are on not-ready-to-slit-each-other's-throats-at-a-moment's-notice terms. That's good for everyone involved.
Also, Aphrodite's there to try and get with Roxas. Though she's gonna have to try a lot harder than sending nudes. And Diana Prince (aka Wonder Woman) is the feminist bitch she usually is. No duh.
Anyway, what did you think of this new chapter? Please, review and let me know, because I really do love hearing feedback. If you fancy letting me know about some possible ideas you might have for later in the story, or just have questions for me, let me know in a review or PM (or talk to me on Discord (my name for it is on my profile)), as I really enjoy talking to readers!
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Next Time: A Trip to the Underworld
Preview of Next Chapter:
"I always hated large-ass fanfares." Roxas muttered as he, Palutena and Valian followed his parents into the front carriage, which was closed behind them by one of the dozens of servants lining the area.
Seeya!