Warning: Lemon in this chapter.
Anything you recognise isn't mine.
"YAAAAANG!" Ruby screamed, her silver eyes wide with horror at the sight of what had just occurred in front of her. "NO!"
Sona, who had landed on the ground after diving out of the way of the demonic spear that had been thrown seconds earlier, took notice of Ruby's scream, and a heartbeat later, noticed Yang's unmoving form, as the spear she had dodged finished disintegrating, allowing a small bubble of blood to travel out of the impalement wound in Yang's side, seep through her clothes and start oozing off her form, landing on the floor and begin forming a puddle.
Her violet eyes widened in horror at the sight of Yang, who wasn't even breathing. As someone with sizeable medical experience, Sona knew quite well that unless something was done, there was little chance that Yang Branwen would survive.
Sona blinked, and stood up, only just registering that Ruby had dropped her side of Raven's unconscious body (which Qrow had quickly caught) and dashed over to Yang. Tears streamed down her young face as she cradled her older cousin in her arms, and tried to lift her up.
"C-come on, Yang..." Ruby muttered through her tears. "Y-you said you weren't gonna... gonna..." she choked back a sob, and continued.
"You were going to introduce me, Mom, Dad and Raven to that Nekomata girl you met while in Japan, remember?!" Ruby cried, redoubling her efforts to lift Yang up. Sona could see, however, that the young Branwen Heiress was having great difficulty keeping herself and Yang steady. "Blake! That's her name! What about Blake?!"
Sona, making a split-second decision, stepped forward. She certainly didn't the idea of doing what she was about to suggest, but if Yang were to be saved from an untimely death (not that death, at any time, WASN'T untimely), then it had to be done. She only hoped that Ruby and Qrow would understand, as well as Raven, if she survived today as well.
"I-I can save Yang." Sona spoke up, her voice slightly shaky (as Ruby doing what she could, as futile as it likely was, to keep Yang alive would inspire emotion in anyone). "But... I'm sure you know what has to be done, Miss Branwen."
"Wh-what?" Ruby blinked, not understanding. However, a second later, a little dial in her mind must have spun from 'Not a clue' to 'Gets it 100%', and her teary eyes widened still further.
"Please, s-save Yang!" Ruby, her outfit now slightly sodden with Yang's blood. "Do it, please!" she then set Yang down, slightly harder than Sona would likely have done had Yang been in her arms, but a part of her understood Ruby's desperation. "You're going to revive Yang as a member of your peerage, right?!"
"I-" Sona could barely THINK of a response to Ruby's question, let alone voice one, but Ruby got her words out before Sona could. And they weren't what the Sitri Heiress expected at all.
"It's o-okay!" Ruby steeled herself. "Save Yang, make her a member of your peerage! Hell, make ME a member of your peerage, I don't care! Just please, save Yang!"
Sona fumbled slightly as she opened a magic-circle, and pulled out the little box of Evil Pieces that she had received. In the box, there were nine dark blue chess pieces: a Rook (which was glowing more harshly than the other pieces, indicating that it was a Mutation Rook), a Knight and seven Pawn pieces.
Knowing Yang's reputation as a bit of a brawler, Sona pulled out the Mutation Rook, and after asking Ruby to hold Yang up, prepared to push it into Yang's chest and revive her as one of her servants, she looked up to see three Old Satan Faction Devils jumping into the air, readying attacks to throw at herself, Ruby and Yang, who Sona had pushed her Mutated Rook into, completing the process of making her one of her servants.
However, before either Sona or Ruby could do anything to defend themselves or their newest servant/cousin from the attacks, the three OSF Devils were blown backward by a number of buckshot pellets that flew over the heads of Sona and Ruby.
Both of them looked around in unison to see Qrow standing up and holding his weapon, a large sword (the blade of which had folded forward, making a pair of shotgun barrels more visible to the eye), up. His steely red eyes softened slightly as he looked at Sona.
"Thank you." Qrow addressed Sona. "You've got my green light to make Ruby into one of your servants. Just treat her and Yang right, or else."
"R-right." Sona replied, as she watched Qrow fire another shot at the three OSF Devils in order to keep them away from her, his daughter and his niece, before turning around to pick Raven and Zeoticus up, one Clan Head in each arm, and disappear through a transportation-circle. It took her barely a few seconds to add Ruby to her peerage, as her second Knight, before she created a transportation-circle of her own.
"I have medical supplies for your cousin at my house." Sona informed Ruby. "Come on."
"Right!" Ruby replied, wiping away the tear-streaks on her face with one hand and doing her best to hold Yang up with her other arm, as she followed her new King through the transportation-circle, and out of the battlefield.
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It didn't take Roxas very long to catch up to Catora and Shyelin as they flew across the battlefield that was the Rating Game dimension, and towards the massive demon that was stomping around, tearing up large pieces of the landscape with its six enormous arms, and chomping them up in its lower mouth.
As the Demon noticed Roxas, Shyelin and Catora coming, it roared and spat out a large ball of fiery earth from its lower mouth, which all three beings dodged.
"Catora!" Shyelin cried, a slightly worried tone in her voice. "Let's go!"
"Right!" Catora replied, pooling her demonic energy into a large combination magic-circle of their joint creation, just like they did against Roxas a few minutes before, and began charging up an enormous beam of magical energy. As they did that, Roxas flew forward, pulled back his fist and, in retaliation for it firing that enormous earthy fireball at him earlier, punched the Demon right in the face with such force that it sent the hulking beast back several steps, which shook the earth slightly. Roxas flew upwards, looking back at where he'd punched the Demon. The fact that there seemed to be no visible damage from his hard punch made Roxas raise an eyebrow.
While the silver-haired Nephalem summoned Clarent Galatine, preparing to fly back and slash at the Demon instead of just punching it, a huge laser of demonic energy, much larger and more powerful than the one that they fired at Roxas, blasted from Shyelin and Catora's combined magic-circle, and hit the Demon in the upper-right area of its chest, above its lower mouth, blowing it away and leaving a partial hole behind.
However, before Roxas' very eyes, he saw the hole in the upper-right portion of the Demon's chest beginning to shrink and regenerate, so he quickly pulled out the Vindicator and, remembering that the bullets it summoned and fired were laced with anti-regeneration spells, fired it once at the Demon, aiming at where the wound caused by Shyelin and Catora's laser had hit it. He scored a direct hit, and almost immediately saw that the Demon's regeneration slowed. Smirking, he fired twice more, scoring direct hits again, which stopped the Demon's regeneration entirely.
Sheathing the Vindicator back into a tattoo on his left bicep, Roxas gripped Clarent Galatine tightly in his hand, and flew towards the Demon, aiming at the top one of its three arms on its right side. Once he got close enough, he swung his sword, cleaving through the Demon's arm and cutting it off in one go, watching it fall to the ground with a loud thud.
Roxas pulled out the Vindicator, preparing to stop the Demon from regenerating its arm as Shyelin unleashed an army of demonic wasps to swarm the Demon, and Catora fired some magical energy out of her mouth at the Demon, aiming at its head. Roxas fired twice on the gaping hole where the Demon's arm used to be, stopping its regeneration, before he conjured up several magic-circles, threw them around different parts of the Demon's body, and began sending bolts of Twilight through said magic-circles, bombarding the Demon with attacks on all sides.
The Demon seemed to roar in agony from the bombardment of the multiple Twilight bolts hitting him, and stomped onto the ground, causing the earth below him to crack. Roxas didn't notice this, as he was throwing a large blast of demonic red lightning from Clarent Galatine, and aiming it right at the Demon's face.
However, he certainly noticed when large bolts of demonic energy shot out of the cracks that the Demon had formed in the earth from just stomping on it, and one of them came fractions of a second away from bisecting him from the bottom up. Letting out a yell of surprise, Roxas cancelled his attack and flew up into the air, getting out of range of the enormous blasts of demonic energy, and raising his eyebrows at the immense damage that the hulking Demon had done to the Rating Game dimension.
But just as Roxas was about to start battling the Demon again, he caught sight of what seemed to be a red blur flying below him, weaving through the large blasts of demonic energy (all of which were each at least one hundred meters in height), and making a beeline straight for the Demon. Roxas watched, curiosity in his eyes, as the red blur made it right to the Demon, knocking it backward just as he did with a punch earlier.
Roxas saw the red being (which he identified as a reptilian-looking humanoid being with spiky edges on its head, cracks on its chest and a pair of semi-chiropteran wings (which were currently spread) with each one divided into three segments) pull out a pair of pistols and begin firing upon the Demon as he landed on its outstretched arm for a second, before jumping into the air when the Demon tried to shake him off. Roxas saw that just in a few seconds of the being firing upon the Demon, it had torn several sizeable holes in its thick hide, even if those holes were beginning to regenerate.
However, before the reptilian-looking being could continue firing upon the Demon, it swung its fist at the being and punched it (with its fist being larger than the entire height of the being), sending it flying backwards. Before Roxas' eyes, he saw the reptilian-humanoid being transforming into a white-haired man with blue eyes and wearing a red coat.
Roxas' eyes followed the man as he flew backwards, and he held out his hand to create a structure of ice that caught the man mid-flight, and sent him sliding down to safer ground without causing him much physical harm, before he flew down to join where the man had landed.
"You okay?" Roxas asked, landing next to the white-haired man (who looked to be a few years older than him) and retracting his white Devil wings.
"Yea, I'm okay." the man replied, picking himself up off the ground and dusting himself down. "You catch me with that ice-slide?"
"I did." Roxas replied. "You here to help take down that ugly bastard over there?" he asked of the man, jerking his head towards the Demon, which was slowly stomping towards the two of them, with Shyelin and Catora's efforts to slow it down barely working at all.
"Didn't know there was gonna be more than just me here." the man replied, pulling out a large longsword with a double-edged blade, notched on both sides near the tip. The pommel of the sword was several spikes, and the grip looked to be plain. However, the guard of the sword had a skull-like design on each side leading to a rib-cage like thing just above the hilt, from which the blade emerged. "But, still. Nice that I'll be having some company taking down that Demon."
"Right back at you." Roxas replied, spreading his ten Devil wings and summoning Clarent Galatine in his hand as well. "By the way, I'm Roxas." he held out his other hand to the white-haired man, who looked at Roxas with an eyebrow raised for a second, and then held out his hand to grab Roxas' and shake it.
"Dante." the man replied. "Nice to meet you, Roxas. My friend Trish is a huge fan of you by the way!" he added, before beginning to run towards the large Demon, sliding to the side of a couple of large fiery balls that the Demon fired at him out of its mouth.
Roxas, however, didn't dodge the attack, and was sent back with such force that he crashed through the ice-slide that he'd created for Dante, shattering it to chunks of ice on the ground, and landed on the ground, groaning slightly from the pain.
"Ahh... fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." Roxas muttered to himself, rolling over before coming to a harsh stop against a tree, and picking himself up after a few seconds. From where he was at, he could see that Dante (who had transformed back into his reptilian-like form) was battling the Demon again. It was then that he realised that Clarent Galatine had left his hand while he was sent flying by one of the Demon's fireballs, and he turned his head around to look for his main weapon, eventually seeing it embedded in the ground about thirty feet away from where he had landed.
However, there was something else in Roxas' field of vision as he looked upon Clarent Galatine, holding his hand out to summon it back to him. Something that looked like a body. A larger-than-average body.
"The hell?" Roxas mumbled to himself, walking over to where the body lay as Clarent Galatine flew towards his hand, and he caught it, turning it back into the tattoo on his arm that it usually took. However, when he was only a couple of paces away from the body on the ground, he realised, to his horror, who it was.
It was Vasco Strada. Or rather, just his top half.
He'd been bisected (pretty damn brutally as well) horizontally, around his hips: his legs were nowhere to be seen.
And a quick magical scan from Roxas told him that Vasco... was dead.
…
Roxas didn't know how long he stayed looking at Vasco's dead half-body. It could've been a few seconds, a minute, or a few minutes, or longer, but all he knew was that when he looked up and saw the huge Demon, which was tanking all of the attacks that Dante, Shyelin and Catora were throwing at it but still moving forward, everything around him seemed to fall away.
Silently, he looked over at the Demon. Its immensely muscular legs, its fully-regenerated body and arms, and its ugly fucking head. And... at the giant lower mouth it had in its belly, which looked perfect for having chomped up a certain former Exorcist's legs.
Roxas' crimson eyes welled up with tears. The ground around him seemed to shake from the immense aura that he had started giving off. Roxas spread his ten white Devil wings, his eyes still on the Demon, knowing what he was going to do, and not bothering to try and restrain himself anymore.
"You…" Roxas mumbled, the aura around him intensifying greatly, to the point that you could see it swirling around him. "You BASTARD!" he screamed, raising into the air and flying towards the Demon, creating sonic booms, that could be heard all around the battlefield, with how fast he was going.
He coated his fists with his Power of Twilight as he reached the Demon, flying THROUGH its chest and out the other side, leaving a Roxas-shaped hole in the Demon's upper chest to as the only marker for Dante, Shyelin and Catora that he was back in the fight.
The Demon stumbled back, roaring in agony and clutching at its chest, wondering where the thing that had caused it the most pain out of anyone during this fight so far. However, it hadn't even turned around to look for whatever had attacked it so quickly and destructively, before it felt a massive chunk being removed from the back of its neck. Almost half of the Demon's neck was gone, and only Dante (still in his reptilian form (also known as the Devil Trigger)) was quick enough to notice what looked like a silver blur moving behind the Demon, at around the height where its neck would be.
He could only assume that that was Roxas. And that Roxas was the one attacking the Demon with that kind of ferocity.
Roxas, in his rage-blinded state, turned at breakneck speed, and came at the Demon's back, summoning Clarent Galatine in his hand and, while infusing it with the destructive energy that Excalibur Destruction was known for, carved an immensely deep, diagonal wound into its back, and flew up into the sky. Tears streamed from his eyes as he flew back down towards the Demon, carving another immensely deep, diagonal wound into its back to go with the one it already had.
Roxas then swung around the Demon, going for its front and firing a destructive ball of Holy energy out of the tip of Clarent Galatine, right into the Demons' lower mouth, causing the beast to roar in pain from that mouth, and stumble backwards. Before it could fall over, however, Roxas had already made his way around to the Demon's back, firing another ball of destructive Holy energy out of Clarent Galatine at the Demon, causing it to stumble forward again.
Foregoing the use of Clarent Galatine and turning it back into a tattoo on his arm, Roxas reared back and punched the Demon in the back, infusing his fist with the Holy destructive energy of Clarent Galatine, sending the Demon flying forward off its feet with a large hole in its back. Roxas wasn't done however, flying down and under the Demon, delivering an immensely powerful uppercut to its falling body with his other fist, infusing said other fist with the demonic red lightning that the 'Clarent' part of Clarent Galatine was known for, which sent the Demon back onto its feet. It struggled to find its feet for the vital fractions of a second that Roxas needed to create over fifty magic-circles in an enormous circle behind him, and bombard the Demon with all kinds of magical attacks from each of them.
Just from where he was hovering at, Dante could identify fire, water, wind, lightning, earth and ice magic, alongside several combinations of each of those elements (including magma (a combination of fire and earth), plasma (a combination of fire and lightning) and snow (a combination of water and wind). As well as that, he identified Devil, Sex Demon, Vampire, Fallen Angel, Norse and Angel spells, alongside Black and White magic. He was even throwing his Primordial Powers of Darkness and Light, as well as the combined version of that, his Power of Twilight, at the Demon.
'I guess those rumours about Roxas being a super-powered Nephalem were true.' Dante thought. 'That spell library is no joke, and that's to say nothing of the sword I saw him wielding earlier. Damn, that thing must be heavy.'
Roxas, after a half-minute of bombarding the Demon with everything that he had in his non-physical arsenal, he dashed towards the Demon's face, infusing his fists with Holy destructive energy and demonic red lightning, and began punching the Demon's face, with every punch feeling like a mini-nuke going off.
"YOU'RE... GOING... TO... DIE... FOR... WHAT... YOU... FUCKING... DID!" Roxas roared into the Demon's face, punctuating every word with a punch. "I'LL... AVENGE... VASCO... YOU... PIECE... OF... SHIT!"
After reducing the Demon's massive face to little more than swiss cheese, as it was covered in holes to the point that it looked less like a face and more like the remains of an animal after it had been mauled by some rabid mutt, Roxas kicked the Demon in the face, causing it to fall back onto the ground, utterly defeated and beaten.
However, Roxas wasn't done. He wanted this Demon GONE. FOR GOOD.
He raised his hands into the air above his head, and began gathering a ball of red and black energy in his hands. He knew he hadn't used this power for over two centuries, but at this point, Roxas Gremory was too angry to even care. The red and black ball of energy steadily grew in size, growing to the size of a football.
Then the size of a small child.
Then the size of Roxas himself.
Then the size of your average military tank.
Then the size of a monster truck.
Eventually, it got to the point that the ball of Roxas' Power of Destruction that he had been building up for the past half a minute, was nearing the size of a house.
"DIE!" Roxas screamed, finally throwing the immense ball of Power of Destruction at the Demon, who could do nothing to stop the ball of demonic destructive energy from hitting it, which was the last thing it ever felt, given that it was blown apart with no chance of ever regenerating.
Along with that, the entire hill that the Demon had been walking on was blown up by Roxas' Power of Destruction, and the surrounding ground for at least a mile's radius had been damaged. From chunks of it being blown up into the air to simply having cracked and shifted slightly, no-one didn't notice the impact of Roxas' finishing blow to the Demon.
At the edge of the fallout(?) of Roxas' bomb-style Power of Destruction finisher, Rias, Asia and Xenovia were stood with the rest of Roxas' peerage (as well as Raigeki, who had finished eating Diodora's body), who had joined them and helped protect themselves and others throughout the battle. They all noticed Roxas' battle with the Demon from a distance, and were all varying degrees of stunned at what Roxas had done to finish the Demon off for good.
Valian, Akasha, Akeno and Rias' eyes were all wide, and their mouths were slightly open, both shocked that Roxas had actually used the Power of Destruction, which he'd sworn off ever using again, and parts of them were morbidly curious as to what had caused him to go that far.
Esdeath and Kuroka were both resisting the urge to start masturbating then and there from the sheer POWER that Roxas had just displayed during that battle with the Demon. as she could feel it from a distance, and loved it almost as much as she loved sex with her powerful King.
Xenovia and Asia were both shuddering, less turned on by the power that Roxas had displayed and more scared of the possibility (infinitely small as it truthfully was) of being on the receiving end of that kind of power.
Neo... was eating ice-cream.
Elsha, who had heard from Palutena about Roxas' reluctance to use the Power that he was born with (a Power that he was very happy to use during their spars when they were still a couple) because of him blaming it for her death, had a small, sad smile on her face. The way she saw it, her boyfriend using the Power of Destruction again was a sign that he had actually moved on from the accident that was her untimely death, which was all Elsha wanted.
Alongside Roxas' love, of course, though it was a given that he was going to give that to her in spades, as his own way of compensating for the two centuries that he had missed out on with her. Elsha thought that it was a slightly misguided attempt, but no less appreciated.
"Do... you think it's over?" Akeno asked, tentatively looking around Roxas' peerage, who all looked at each other. Valian looked down for a second, then spread her Divine Dividing wings and raised herself into the air.
"I'll go check out what's going on." Valian replied. "For now, work on finding the injured and getting them out of here."
"Got it!" other nine peerage members below Valian replied, in unison, and all split up into groups of three to look for survivors of the OSF's attack (as most of their forces had been largely decimated by the influx of fighters sent into the Rating Game dimension by Ajuka), as she flew over to Roxas, hoping that her King and boyfriend was okay.
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Meanwhile with Roxas, he had calmed himself down to the point that he wasn't ready to unleash his entire magical arsenal on whatever stood in his path, but was still no less saddened or angered by the death of his ninety-one-year old student, as he knelt at the side of Vasco's bisected body, and silently shed tears.
He barely registered two pairs of feet touching down behind him, and slowly walking up to him. Two pairs of feet that, judging by the two auras behind him, belonged to Shyelin and Catora, with Shyelin being the one to break the silence.
"R-Roxas." The granddaughter of Beelzebub spoke up, tentatively. "I..." she looked at Catora, and then back at Roxas, who looked back at them. He saw that they were both mildly injured, presumably from the battle with the Demon. "If you're willing to accept, we're willing to-"
Roxas never found out what Shyelin was willing to do, as two small blasts of Primordial Power of Darkness hit her and Catora in the head each, knocking them both clean out and sending them on their backs. Roxas looked up and saw Valian dispelling her wings and landing beside him.
"Hey." Roxas' Queen greeted her King. "What's up?" it was then that Valian noticed the bisected corpse of Vasco Strada, which she recognised almost immediately.
"...Oh." was all she could say. "That... makes sense."
"What makes sense?" Roxas asked, unable to stop a small tremor from being heard in his voice.
"...It doesn't matter." Valian replied, before her hazel eyes focused on Shyelin and Catora. "You want me to finish them?" she asked, conjuring up a light-spear in one hand. "Becuase I can do it for you, and I think you'd probably destroy this entire dimension if you were to go after them, given your... state."
"No." Roxas replied, quietly. "Don't kill them." Valian raised an eyebrow, before Roxas elaborated.
"They seemed pretty interested in what happened to Katerea while I fought them, and what I did to her." a grin came across his face. "I think they ought to find out. First-hand."
"Huh?" Valian blinked, before she got it. "Ohh. OOOOHHHHHHHH." she snickered, before giving Roxas a thumbs-up. "Got it, got it. I'll, uhh, put them where you put Katerea before you and Esdeath got around to turning her into what she is now, shall I?"
"Please." Roxas replied. "Do what you want with them."
Valian smirked in reply, walking over to Shyelin and Catora's unconscious forms, picking them both up by the hair, and pulled them through a transportation-circle, as Roxas gently picked up Vasco's corpse, used a spell to stop the blood from dripping out of his body, and left via transportation-circle.
He knew, in the back of his mind, as the only person (apart from Valian) who knew that Vasco was dead, that he would have to go to Heaven and break the news that one of their strongest warriors had finally left the mortal coil... but that didn't mean he was looking forward to it.
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A silver-transportation-circle opened in a large room in the basement of Roxas' house, and Valian Lucifer, carrying Shyelin Beelzebub and Catora Asmodeus by the hair, came out of it. The room was dark, and though Valian could see, she didn't much enjoy the idea of relying on the natural night-vision that came with being part-Devil, so she snapped her fingers to turn on the lights in the room, revealling to any non-Devilish being that may or may not have been watching that she was standing in a sex dungeon-type room.
The room was decked out with all kinda of BDSM equipment: from ball gags to x-frames to blindfolds and earplugs, from nipple clamps to strap-ons to a fucking throne raised up on a level slightly above everything in the dungeon, just to give whoever sat on it (usually Roxas) that extra layer of sexual superiority.
Valian generally wasn't into BDSM as much as certain other members of Roxas' peerage were (such as Akeno and Esdeath), though with her ass-fetish, she was definitely up for some anal play every now and then. However, she definitely couldn't deny that having a room full of extra-kinky equpiment was a good place to store women who her King planned to sexually break in the future (like Katerea, and the two unconscious women that she was dragging by the hair).
Speaking of those women, whom Valian had unceremoniously tossed against the nearest wall of the sex dungeon, and was grabbing some rope to tie them up with, she knew of them and their respective heritages, along with the powers that came with those respective heritages.
The power of the Beelzebub Clan, King of Flies (or maybe Queen of Flies, in Shyelin's case...?) gave the wielder the ability to control bees, ants and other insects. Not the most useful power at first glance but definitely one that had a lot of potential, when used in the right way.
The power of the Asmodeus Clan, Hypersuasion, however, sounded a lot more practical on first glance, as it gave the user the ability to compel, or sometimes outright control, other beings through their speech alone. That certainly sounded like a good power, one that could be downright overpowered in Rating Games, but Valian still liked the idea of something like that just as much as she liked the idea of someone who could control insects as their power.
Making a quick decision, Valian opened a magic-circle and pulled out her box of Evil Pieces before opening it. In the box, there was a Queen piece, two Rooks, two Bishops, two Knights and three Pawns, with the other five Pawns having gone to Ingvild and Katerea (a Mutation Pawn for Ingvild (who was likely asleep right now) and four regular Pawns for Katerea).
After enchanting the rope that she had gathered to tie Shyelin and Catora to posts on the wall without her needing to do it herself (she wasn't that great with knots, admittedly. Roxas' Queen was a fighter with an ass-fetish, not a fucking dominatrix), Valian traced over the pieces with her fingers thoughtfully. Given the latent demonic power that Shyelin and Catora both carried due to their heritage, she very much doubted that she would be able to make either of them into her Bishops, or her remaining Pawns. They certainly didn't look like Knight material to her, and Valian would rather have been dead in a ditch than waste her Queen piece on either of the two bitches in front of her.
So, evidently, that just left the Rooks.
'And in any case.' Valian thought, as she pulled out the first Rook piece, and knelt down to place it on Shyelin's chest. 'Roxas'll still have three hot granddaughters of Satans as broken cock-sleeve maids, whether or not these two get a boost from me.'
It was a pleasant surprise for Valian to find out that her Rook piece flowed seamlessly into Shyelin's body, turning her into her third peerage servant of potentially many. The same, funnily enough, could be said for Catora, which gave Valian her fourth peerage servant.
"Huh. Sweet." Valian muttered to herself, before noticing her two newest servants beginning to stir, recovering from their sudden knockout. "This'll be fun."
Valian idly created a chair out of her demonic power, and sat down on it, watching for a moment or two as Shyelin and Catora came to, and then realised that they were tied to a wall, before THEN realising that they were unable to simply break out of the ropes that were tying them up.
"Wh-what's going on?" Shyelin asked, looking around and struggling. "Where are we?"
"I don't know." Catora replied, struggling less against the ropes that bonded her, with a slight blush on her face. "The last thing I remember is you talking to Roxas, when you told him that you were willing to talk things out with him and the Devil Kings, before-"
"Before you were knocked out by me." Valian spoke up, alerting both of the tied-up Satan descendants to her presence, as she uncrossed, then re-crossed, her legs while sat in her chair. "And then you woke up here, as two of the newest members of my peerage."
"What, what?" Shyelin blinked. "Peerage members? That's imposs-!" Before she could finish her declaration of how it was impossible that descendants of the original Satans could be made into peerage servants, Valian snapped her fingers, triggering a pulse of magic inside Shyelin and Catora that revealed their white Devil wings, a sign of their having changed from Devils to Nephalem.
The two super-busty Satan descendants had four pairs of Nephalem wings each.
"Not bad." Valian muttered, unfurling her own five pairs for a second, before retracting them (as well as making Shyelin's and Catora's wings retract as well). "Room for improvement, but still, not bad." Her expression hardened as she regarded Shyelin and Catora again. "You'll make sweet additions to my peerage yet, alongside Ingvild and Katerea. After some… how do I put this… breaking in?"
The smirk that Valian gave Shyelin and Catora was enough to make the pair of former Pure-Blooded Devils sweat, with the small blush on Catora's face growing slightly.
"B-breaking in?" Shyelin repeated, as Valian stood up, her whitish-silver hair seeming to glisten in the half-darkness of her King's sex dungeon.
"Breaking in." Valian confirmed. "But first... I need some release." She reached into her pocket, pulled out her phone and a pair of headphones, and tossed them behind her onto the bondage bed that Shyelin and Catora just noticed several paces behind and to the right of her. Valian then began to strip, throwing her leather jacket, her t-shirt, her bra (revealing her large breasts to her two Rooks, which were the same size as Shyelin's and only slightly smaller than Catora's), her leather pants and shoes into a pile, before adding her panties as a makeshift cherry on top.
"Ahh~" Valian groaned, stretching her naked body before striding over to the bed, hopping onto it and plugging her headphones into her phone.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Catora asked, slightly confused.
"Gonna get myself some release before I get to work on my two second cousins-once removed." Valian replied, without skipping a beat. "Roxas DID tell me that I could do whatever the hell I wanted with you, after all."
Shyelin and Catora both paled at the idea of what that meant as their naked King laid her phone to one side of her body, and after inserting her headphones into her ears, began rubbing at her clit with one hand and pinching one of her nipples with the other, letting out low moans as she did so.
"Fuck..." she whispered between moans, not even loud enough for Shyelin and Catora to hear. "Panty Anarchy is so goddamn hot."
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It was a few days after the Old Satan Faction's attack on the Rating Game between Zeoticus and Raven. Everything was normal, no-one was being attacked by an Underworld terrorist organisation (which was being reported, thanks to the 'disappearances' of Shyelin Beelzebub and Catora Asmodeus, to be practically extinct. Save for a few hundred Devils that escaped during the attack on the Rating Game a few days back), and the worlds (both human and supernatural) still turned in spite of the death of Vasco Strada.
Roxas was sat in his Kuoh apartment, silently looking at his phone while waiting for Rias and Mirajane to show up. Rias and Venelana had sold the apartment that Rias and her Queen currently owned a few blocks down after Rias had confessed a wish to move into the apartment that Roxas owned, in order to be closer to her King. Apparently, they'd gotten a pretty penny for it, too.
Taking a gulp out of the mug of tea that Venelana had made for him a few minutes earlier, Roxas looked up as he heard the doorbell ring on his apartment. Setting the mug down and tossing his phone onto the table (after locking it, of course), he walked over to the door and opened it, revealing Rias, Mirajane, and strangely, Isane, on the other side. All of them were holding bags, which Roxas assumed contained Rias' and Mira's belongings.
"Hey." Roxas simply greeted his Bishop, said Bishop's Queen and said Bishop's Pawn, stepping aside to let the three women into the apartment and closing the door behind them. "Isane, any reason in particular you're here?"
"I asked her to come help us." Rias replied, as she set the bags that she held down onto the floor, and snapped her fingers, prompting the contents of them to start levitating out of the bags, and sorting themselves into two piles (one of which Roxas presumed was Rias' stuff, and the other one (which was considerably smaller than the other) was for Mira's), with the same being the case for the bags that Isane and Mira set down.
"You don't mind bunking up with Elsha, do you?" Roxas asked of Rias and Mira. "Since I only brought this apartment for five people."
"I don't mind at all." Rias replied. "And I hope she doesn't mind either. Where is she, anyway?"
"Summon." Roxas replied, simply, as he looked over some of the stuff in Rias' pile, finding out that it was around 10% clothes, 10% general girl stuff, 20% manga and 60% Japanese memorabilia. "Damn. Didn't know you were a weeb, Rias."
Isane and Mirajane both laughed, while Rias went as red as her hair for several seconds.
"A-anyway." Rias replied, trying to change the subject. "You know it's been the entire summer, right Roxas? And Shirone hasn't tried to sleep with you once?"
"You what?" Roxas looked up, having taken another gulp of the mug of tea on the coffee-table, blinking at his aunt before remembering. "Oh yeah, the bet we made before we headed to your parent's. I guess you'll be wanting those two billion Souls, will you?"
"As soon as possible." Rias replied, a sweet smile coming over her face as it was Roxas' turn for his face to flush slightly.
"Damnit." he muttered, before speaking up. "I'll tell Ven once she gets off the phone. She can transfer the Souls into your account."
Seemingly right on cue, Roxas' phone began vibrating incessantly from the coffee-table, indicating that he had a call. Isane sniggered slightly at the irony of Roxas mentioning his assistant getting OFF the phone, right as he himself was getting a call, as Roxas walked over to his phone, picked it up and answered the call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Roxas." the silver-haired Nephalem heard Michael's voice through his phone. "I hope you've been doing well."
"Yeah, I have been." Roxas replied, feeling a small pang in his heart. As much as he hadn't looked forwad to it, he had gone to Heaven a couple of hours after the attack on the Rating Game ended, and informed the Four Great Seraph of the death of one of their best warriors.
Michael, Uriel and Raphael had all been saddened by the deaths of arguably the best Exorcist to ever live (with the only Exorcist in history that could possibly match him being Dulio Guesaldo, but he had the second-strongest Sacred Gear in existence to help him out, while that was a luxury Vasco did not have), but had all thanked Roxas for delivering his body back to Heaven.
Gabriel, however…
"How's Gabriel?" Roxas asked, tentatively.
"As heartbroken as she was when you came to see her." Michael replied, a twinge of sadness in his own voice. "She's come out of her room, at least, but she's certainly not the energetic happy Gabriel that we both know and love. It's... quite saddening, really."
"Not at risk of Falling, is she?" Roxas asked, slightly offhandedly.
"No! Nothing like that." Michael replied, slightly insistently. "And thank our Father for that. Since I don't know what we would've done if one of the ten Seraph were to fall." He sighed. "Anyway, getting back to why I called you, I wanted to tell you that the date of Vasco's funeral has been set."
"Right." Roxas replied. "And when is it?"
"Five days." Michael replied. It's going to be at his old residence in Southern Italy."
"The one in Calabria?" Roxas asked. "I know the place. And I'll be there. Not sure I remember the co-ordinates of his place though, since it's been a while since I warped there."
"It's alright." Michael replied. "I'll send you the co-ordinates soon. Since I have some things to take care of on my end."
"Thanks." Roxas thanked his Angelic friend. "Tell Gabriel I say hi, alright? And that I'll be there."
"I'll make sure to pass it on." Michael replied. "I'm quite sure that'll cheer her up at least a little." he took a breath. "See you soon, Roxas."
"Later." Roxas replied, hanging up the phone and placing it into his pocket, not noticing someone walking into him by accident until he heard someone cry out "Oof!"
Roxas looked up, and quickly outstretched his hand to grab Isane's arm, stopping her from falling over.
"Woah there, Isane." Roxas smiled, pulling Isane back to a position in which she could stand on her own, then letting her go. "I know I'm hot, but you don't have to literally fall head over heels when you're around me."
"S-sorry." Isane replied, blushing just like Rias and Roxas himself had done a couple of minutes earlier. "Wasn't looking where I was going."
"Happens to the best of us." Roxas replied, stretching while looking Isane over. "Hey, forgive me for sounding like a total fucking perv, but... did you grow?"
"Huh?" Isane blinked.
"Your boobs." Roxas remarked. "Did they grow? Because I'm pretty sure they've grown."
Isane blushed even harder, before looking down at her own breasts.
"You think so?" she asked, turning around as Rias and Mirajane looked up, hearing the conversation between Roxas and their Pawn. "Rias, Mira, do you think my bust has grown?"
"Hm." Mirajane looked over at Isane's breasts. "They've definitely grown since you were reincarnated at the start of the year, Isane. If you don't mind me saying so, of course." she added, giggling slightly, which made Isane blush.
"They certainly have." Rias agreed, glancing over at Isane's breasts. "You know, I can't say for certain, but I think they might possibly be bigger than mine."
"Y-you think so?" a small twinge of pride entered Isane's voice, as a small smile came onto her face. "Should... should we check?"
Before either Mira, Rias or Roxas could answer Isane's question, a silver transportation-circle opened in the back of the room, which Valian came out of. Roxas was the first to notice her, and grinned.
"Hi, Valian." he greeted his Queen. "How're your new servants coming along?"
"Pretty well." Valian replied. "I'm still not quite sure if they're fully ready to serve in the way that... well, certain other members of my peerage are, if you get what I mean."
"I see." Roxas replied, nodding. "You think you'll be able to convince them?"
"I'll be able to, alright." Valian replied, nodding at Rias, Mirajane and Isane. "It's how long it'll take that's the problem. That's why, I was thinking..." she took a step forward, and quietly slipped her hand into Roxas' own, before pressing her immensely attractive body up against him.
"I was thinking... maybe you could come and help me? Please?" she added, her casual expression shifting into a sultrier one.
Roxas turned to Rias, Mira and Isane.
"You good with sorting through your stuff and setting it up in your new room on your own?" Roxas asked. When the crimson-haired beauty and her white-haired Queen nodded. "Well, then." he turned to Valian. "I guess I'm coming with you, then."
"Sweet~" Valian replied, smiling as she opened a transportation-circle, pulled Roxas through it, and shut the circle behind the pair of them, leaving Rias, Mira and Isane to go back to moving Rias and Mira's stuff. As she picked up a box of Rias' collection of Fullmetal Alchemist manga, she felt a stab of jealousy inside her at how Valian had managed to pull Roxas away so easily, with it being incredibly obvious what was going to go down between them wherever they were at now.
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Speaking of Roxas and Valian, they had just exited their transportation-circle, into the sex dungeon located beneath the former's Greek villa. Roxas smirked as he looked around the room, and saw Shyelin and Catora tied up against the wall, their eyes wide at the sight of him. Roxas' own eyes widened slightly, and a certain area in his crotch started becoming uncomfortably tight at the sight of the situation that the two granddaughters of the OG Satans were in.
The two leaders of the former Old Satan Faction were both stark-naked, and they were both wearing ball-gags to muffle any attempts at speech they made, of which Roxas heard none.
The silver-haired male Nephalem turned to his Queen, eyebrow raised, and Valian merely shrugged.
"They were talking a hell of a lot, so I decided to shut them up. Don't worry, I take the gags off so I can let them eat and drink." she added. "Catora likes Palutena's cooking."
Roxas sniggered.
"I also got rid of their clothes." Valian added, in a matter-of-fact tone, as if Roxas didn't know that already. "Since once they're fully broken in, they won't have any need for their old outfits, right?"
"Right." Roxas replied, nodding. "So, what do you fancy doing with them?"
"Hmm..." Valian hummed, her eyes raking Roxas' lovely form, concealed under his outfit of a denim jacket, plain t-shirt and jeans. "I think showing my two newest servants what they'll have access to once they finish being broken in would be a good start."
Valian's eyes narrowed as she pressed her body against her King's. She smirked at the feeling of the bulge in his pants pressing against her core, and felt herself getting wet from arousal as she ground her shapely hips against him, causing Roxas to moan lightly in return.
"You know what?" Roxas answered, through his moan, a grin on his face as he wrapped his arms around Valian. "I think I'd like that a lot."
"Very well, then." Valian replied, smiling as she pushed Roxas, making him fall backwards onto the bondage bed (that he'd just realised was right behind him), and walked towards him, throwing off her jacket and t-shirt in one fell swoop as she did so.
LEMON STARTS HERE
Valian licked her lips as Roxas sat up, and began to strip himself of his clothes as well. Off came the leather jacket and t-shirt, leaving his muscular form visible to his Queen and said Queen's two Rooks, as Valian made her way to his bed while Roxas removed his shoes and socks. She leaned down and yanked off Roxas' jeans in one quick gesture, taking his boxers with them in order to leave her King and mate entirely naked.
Smiling at her lover of three-or-so years, Valian reached behind her and unclasped her bra, before pulling off her leather pants and kicking them into a corner of the room, leaving her as naked as Roxas and her two servants, as well.
"There." Valian smiled, getting onto the bed in between her King's legs and reaching for his foot-long cock, taking it in her soft hand. "Now we can get down to the fun~"
Valian leaned down, stuck her tongue out and slowly licked her King's shaft from base to head, relishing the shudder of pleasure that she brought upon Roxas. She then repeated her action, running her tongue all the way up his dick, taking the time to swirl her tongue around the very tip of her King's prick once she reached the top, tasting pre-cum as it left his cock.
"Someone's happy to be having fun with his Queen again." Valian remarked, swallowing the several drops of salty liquid from Roxas' cock and giggling for a second, before pulling it towards her face and feeding it into her mouth. At first, she took in less than half of Roxas' fuckstick- around four inches- and closed her eyes from the feeling of Roxas' hot, thick tool entering her mouth and pressing against her throat.
Valian inwardly triumphed at the sound of Roxas' loud moans coming from above her as she bobbed up and down on the top third of his thick cock, while stroking the remaining eight inches in tandem with her bobbing. As she continued, Valian felt one of Roxas' hands running through her hair, cupping her face, reaching down under her face to fondle her large breasts and pinch her nipples, which were just as hard as his cock, maybe even harder.
Roxas' Queen then proceeded to begin vigorously bobbing her head on her King's cock, spurred on by his groping of her breasts. She took in slightly more and more of Roxas' tool with each time said tool was engulfed by her hungry mouth, to the point that the tip began to penetrate her tight-as-a-vice throat, causing Roxas to moan even louder. Valian instantly realised that her King was getting close to a climax when she felt his member beginning to throb and enlarge in her mouth.
Feeling in a swallowing mood this time around, Valian opened her mouth as wide as she could, and lowered slid his cock into her mouth and throat, gagging as the majority of Roxas' cock forced its way down her throat, and letting out a muffled "Hmmmppph!" as Roxas finally climaxed.
Roxas let out streams of cum into his Queen's mouth and right down Valian's throat. She was forced to swallow purely by reflex, but was forced to cum up for air, and pulled off during Roxas' climax, which caused him to let out his streams of cum in her mouth, as opposed to directly in her throat. She swallowed what she could, but she had to let some of her first cousin-once removed's cum dribble out of her mouth, all over the lower part of her face and chin, and all over her large breasts, making a sticky mess on her large orbs of love. A sticky mess that was pleasant and arousing to look at for Roxas, but a sticky mess nonetheless.
Gulping down the rest of the cum that was in her mouth, Valian sat up, kneeling in between Roxas' legs and smiling, while reaching up to her own breasts and jiggling them in her hands, winking at her King.
"Hmm~" she hummed, squishing her breasts together and leaning down to lick Roxas' still-warm cum off of them, before scooping up the cum that was on her lower face and chin, and licking it up while making a sexy show out of it. "I love the taste of your hot, thick cum, Roxas~"
"You have ever since you lost your virginity to me." Roxas replied, sitting up, shifting over to Valian and pressing his lips against hers. The horny White Dragon Empress was too happy to return the kiss, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around Roxas' back and pulling him in further. She didn't even notice when Roxas lifted her up, spun her around, and pushed her onto the bed so he was on top, the one in control, until Valian opened her eyes and saw that just that had happened.
"Hehe." Valian giggled, opening her legs and showing off her sopping wet cunt, newly shaved and ready for her King to plough with the massive prick that she had fallen in lust with. As Roxas smirked, thrusting forward and showing little mercy on Valian's cunt as he sheathed his cock, right up to his balls, inside her, Valian looked past her King towards Shyelin and Catora as a loud moan of pleasure escaped her throat.
The look in Shyelin's eyes was all Valian needed to tell her that the granddaughter of Beelzebub was shocked at the pure debauchery that was taking place in front of her. She seemed to be trying to take her eyes off of the sexy scene in front of her, but couldn't stop herself from zeroing in on her new Master being ploughed by Roxas.
Catora, on the other hand, had a red face, and was watching the scene in front of her with absolutely zero shame. She was rubbing her legs (which were also lightly restrained with rope) together in an attempt to get herself off, and small, muffled moans of arousal and pleasure escaped the Asmodeus' descendent's mouth. Valian was quite sure that, had she released Catora from her restraints, she would have jumped onto the bed and tried to insert herself into the situation that Valian was in.
Regardless of what her two Rooks may or may not have been thinking, Valian involuntarily closed her eyes, moaning loudly from Roxas' body slamming against hers. The Divine Dividing wielder instinctively wrapped her legs around Roxas' back, locking her ankles together and keeping Roxas inside her at all times, accepting the searing kiss that he leaned down to give her as well.
"Hmm, fuck." Roxas mused, pulling back and smirking at the sight of the flushed face of his young Queen. "I love it when you act like a slut in the bedroom, Valian. Makes you so much hotter."
"Than- AHH~" Valian's reply was interrupted by an incredibly loud moan, due to Roxas' cock brushing up against the ever-elusive g-spot inside her pussy. "th-thank you..."
"You're welcome." Roxas replied, smirking as he pulled back as far as he could go, with him still being locked inside Valian's legs and all. "Now I'd get ready, if I were you."
Valian didn't even have time to understand what Roxas meant by that before her King rammed into her cunt, as fast as he could go, his cock possibly CRASHING against Valian's g-spot as opposed to just brushing up against it.
Roxas' silver-haired Queen let out an earth-shattering scream of pleasure as a similarly earth-shattering orgasm ripped through her body. Clear white femcum squirted from her pussy as Roxas slammed into it again and again, not giving Valian (whose legs began to seize up before unlocking themselves and dropping back onto the bed) even a second to calm down as she came.
"Fuuuck...!" Valian moaned, her hazel eyes rolling, almost of their own accord, in her eye-sockets as Roxas down slightly. "So good- eep!"
Valian felt herself being lifted up, turned around so she was facing Shyelin and Catora, and set down on the bed again, on her hands and knees.
She heard Roxas moving around behind her, felt his pulsating cock rubbing on her twitching pussy, teasing it, before it slowly moved up, away from her pussy, and towards her puckered-up asshole. Valian only knew what was about to happen a couple of seconds before it did.
Once it did, once Roxas' thick, hard cock penetrated her asshole, Valian forwent moans of pleasure and began lightly panting, tingles of immense pleasure flying throughout her body as Roxas' cock continued invading her tightest hole, going further and further in with every passing second. Once Roxas' cock was entirely sheathed in his Queen's backdoor, he let out a dark chuckle before slowly pulling out of Valian's asshole, and thrusting back into her again.
"Look at her." Roxas ordered of Shyelin and Catora. "Look at my hot Queen. She's creamed herself and is still taking my cock up her ass like a fucking champ." To underline the point, he reached out to Valian's shapely ass and delivered a smack to it, causing Valian to whimper from the simultaneous pain and pleasure that Roxas focused into his ass-smacks.
"This could be you." Roxas calmly informed the two tied-up older women, as he began working his way back up to his original thrusting speed, with the sounds of his and Valian's bodies slapping against each other slowly becoming louder and louder. "You could be here, cumming on my cock and knowing nothing but pure fucking pleasure. Sounds sweet, doesn't it?"
Catora struggled against her restraints, trying to say something in reply to Roxas' offer, but her voice was muffled by the gag in her mouth to the point that it became both unintelligible and inaudible. Shyelin also tried to say something while looking over at her fellow Old Satan descendent, and Roxas chuckled while continuing to thrust into his Queen.
"I thought not." he replied, in a slightly mocking tone. "But oh well. More cock for my sexy Queen here." His hand travelled slowly up Valian's arched back, caressing her smooth, perfect skin, before it came to rest at the back of her head. Roxas then forced Valian's head down, right onto the mattress of the bed, and adjusted his position so he could thrust down into her gorgeous asshole.
Valian's breaths came in short gasps as Roxas continued to pound her ass, his hands snaking around her body and landing on her large breasts once again. Moans then began occurring between her gasps for breath, and Valian's eyes began rolling around in their sockets again, barely able to think beyond how fucking GOOD Roxas' rock-hard fuckstick felt in her tight ass.
"Hmm, fuck." Roxas mused, squeezing Valian's tits. "Always loved these tits. Always loved this ass." he leant down so his body was lying on top of Valian's as he continued to thrust, and he continued dirty-talking his Queen in a low, lustful, domineering voice.
"You've always been one of my best fucking lovers, Valian. I loved screwing you, making you cum again and again, discovering the slut on the inside repeatedly yet always feeling like it's the first time because you're that fucking good. As expected of my Queen."
"Haaahhh…!" Valian replied, her eyes rolling upward. She was in such a sex-fuelled haze that she could barely think straight. In fact, her haze was so strong that she barely registered having orgasmed for the second time, spraying her pussy-juices behind her and onto Roxas' lower chest, yet in spite of all this, Roxas did not cease his thrusts.
In fact, one could say that Roxas' thrusts increased in speed from the aftermath of Valian's orgasm. As those thrusts increased, his cock, just as it did earlier when Valian was sucking him off, began to swell up slightly. It throbbed and enlarged slightly, stretching Valian's asshole just that little bit further to elicit another blissful moan from Roxas' Queen; the silver-haired big-dicked Nephalem didn't even bother giving Valian a verbal warning that he was going to cum, since she probably wouldn't have heard him anyway.
Roxas continued pounding Valian's ass until he finally climaxed, his cock shooting out streams of hot, white cum, painting the inside of his Queen's ass white, filling it up just like he did her mouth a few minutes earlier. For good measure, Roxas continued thrusting into Valian's ass, though his thrusts were slower than the ones that came before he came, making sure that Valian got every last drop of cum out of his cock before he pulled out.
LEMON ENDS HERE
"Hmm." Roxas smiled, idly stroking Valian's ass, which shook, seemingly of its own accord, due to how filled-up with cum it was. "What a lovely view." He opened a small magic-circle and summoned a butt-plug into his hand from somewhere in the sex-dungeon, and then slowly inserted it into Valian's cum-filled ass, making sure that it was in good and tight, and wouldn't let any of his cum drip onto the bedsheets and ruin them, before he looked up at Shyelin and Catora. "So, how was that? You ready to serve me and my Queen like good little sluts?"
"Hmmf!" was all Catora could say in reply, through the ball-gag in her mouth. She writhed against the ropes that bound her. "HHMMMMFF!"
"What was that?" Roxas, an evil smirk on his face, replied, knowing how horny Catora seemed to be just from her actions alone. He could also tell, just by the look in Shyelin's eyes, that she was starting to see the benefits in acquiescing to the idea of servitude to Valian, and by extension, him. "I'm sorry, I couldn't quite hear you."
"HHMMMFFF!" Catora tried to yell in reply, positively thrashing against her ropes. "HMMMMMMFFFFF!"
"No?" Roxas blinked. "Well, that's a shame. I guess you'll have to stay in there a bit longer while someone else comes down here to have fun with me."
Around half a minute later, during which Roxas teleported Valian back to her bedroom a few floors up from the sex dungeon she sat in, the door to the sex dungeon opened, and to the immense shock of Shyelin Beelzebub and Catora Asmodeus...
Katerea Leviathan, looking as prim and proper as a bespectacled, super-busty Old Satan descendent in a slutty maid outfit could look, walked into the room. She looked around, and noticed her naked King lying on the bondage bed, and inclined her head towards him.
"You asked me to join you down here, Master?" she asked. "Do you need me to... attend, to you?"
"I most certainly do, Katerea." Roxas replied, extending his finger to Katerea and giving her the 'come hither' gesture. "I want to put on as good a show as possible for your new fellow peerage members over there, as they need a little bit of breaking into my Queen's peerage. Same as you, as I'm sure you remember."
A light dusting of pink came over Katerea's face as she approached her King's bed, and got onto it.
"Y-yes, I very much remember, Master." Katerea replied, paying no attention to either Shyelin or Catora. "Now how would you like me to attend to you?"
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Zorin Blitz's scythe whizzed through the air, far faster than anyone could expect a weapon of that size to travel when wielded by something that wasn't a fucking robot, making its way towards the target that Zorin saw in her dark green eyes: her sparring partner, Kalawarner, who wielded a light-spear in hand.
Kalawarner raised her light-spear to block Zorin's scythe, knocking it out of harm's way, before performing a sweep-kick that caught the muscular woman off-guard, knocking her to the ground as she dropped her scythe.
Kalawarner took full advantage of Zorin's moment of vulnerability, jumping onto her and straddling her body, before, without a second's hesitation, punching her in the face. Zorin let out a scream of pain, and tried to dodge Kalawarner's next punch, but the blue-haired Fallen Angel/Vampire Hybrid saw where Zorin was trying to dodge to, and aimed her punch there, catching Zorin again in the face.
Zorin tried to reach up and push her thumb into Kalawarner's non-robotic eye, but Kalawarner grabbed Zorin's wrist in her robotic right hand, and in one quick gesture, twisted it so hard that a sickening crack could be heard throughout a repurposed version of HYDRA's old Sokovian Research Base, along with another scream of pain from Millennium's First Lieutenant.
"Alright, alright! I yield!" Zorin yelled, and only with those words did Kalawarner stop beating the everloving shit out of her opponent, and get off of her, allowing Zorin to get up and cradle her broken wrist.
"You fucking bitch." she cursed Kalawarner. "I would've had that fight in the goddamn bag if you hadn't cheated and used your fucking-"
"Fight to win or lose and die." Kalawarner cut off Zorin's salt-filled rant, her voice cold and robotic-like. "If you can't accept that, then you know what to do." She summoned another light-spear, and pointed it at the dark-skinned Vampire, who, knowing that Kalawarner was right, bit her tongue and shut up.
Kalawarner then dispelled her light-spear as she and Zorin both heard applause coming from the doorway of the room that they had been sparring in. Both females turned around and saw the Major entering the room, with the Doctor in tow.
"Brilliant! Brilliant!" The Major continued to clap, a wide smile on his face as he looked at both Kalawarner and Zorin. "Wunderbar! Ausgezeichnet! Congratulations on your victory, Kalawarner!"
Kalawarner merely inclined her head to her Sturmbannführer, while Zorin glared at her.
"I come with exciting news." The Major informed his two female commanders, seemingly unconcerned that Zorin's wrist was absolutely fucked. "We found a new pair of individuals to welcome into our ranks a couple of days ago, and the Doctor's been hard at work on them." he turned to his taller second-in-command. "Doctor, please call our newest operatives in so they can be welcomed."
"Ja, Major." The Doctor replied, turning on his heel and walking out of the room and calling out to two individuals who (it could be assumed) were situated right outside.
"Maximoff! Barnes!"
The Doctor then returned to the rom, stepping aside as two male individuals entered the room. One of the males had short, silvery-blonde hair with brown roots and light blue eyes, and wore a blue outfit that looked like it was a mixture of a tracksuit and high-tech body armour.
The other of the two individuals had dark brown hair that hung down to his shoulders, blue eyes, and who wore far more sophisticated attire than the other man. Though one thing that caught the eyes of Kalawarner and Zorin's eyes was the fact that his left arm was entirely comprised of metal, just like Kalawarner's right one.
"Pietro Maximoff and Bucky Barnes." The Major addressed his two newest subbordinates, a grin on his face. "Welcome to Millennium!"
And that's chapter thirty-fucking-seven! The Old Satan Faction has been pretty much entirely defeated (their role in Nephalem is over, just like it was in canon), and the two sexy leaders have joined the third sexy FORMER leader in Valian's peerage, but at the cost of the life of one of the best exorcists to ever live. Worth it? I'll let you be the judge of that.
Anyway, alongside that, Isane is jealous of Valian (who has FINALLY got her first lemon of the fic with Roxas. I can't fucking believe I've gone this far without giving Roxas' Queen a lemon) and we finally get a glimpse of Millennium again (their arc is coming, don't you worry), alongside their two newest operatives: Pietro fucking Maximoff and Bucky fucking Barnes. Man, I can't wait to write all these characters' future fights!
Anyway, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. Whether you did or you didn't, please leave a review and let me know, because I really do love hearing feedback, of any kind. If you fancy letting me know about some possible ideas you might have for later in the story, or just have questions for me (because I'll be happy to answer them), let me know in a review, drop me a PM or hit me up on Discord (my name for it is on my profile)!
Three Sizes of New Girls:
New Isane: 102-59-87
New Valian: 105-59-92
Next Time: Vasco's Funeral
Preview of Next Chapter:
Jeanne stealed herself for a second, summoned up the courage to take the final couple of steps forward, took those final couple of steps forward, reached out, and knocked a couple of times on the door of Roxas' house.
Seeya! *drops unconscious as I'M SO FUCKING TIRED* ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz...