Anything you recognise isn't mine.
Roxas looked down at the floor, processing all the things that his grandmother had just told him. From the fact that she was, at one point in her life, Eve, the first human woman to ever exist, to Lucifer's messed-up attempt to make her into a Devil that had (eventually) led to the creation of the entire Succubus and Incubus races, to how she and her three younger 'sisters' came to lead said races, it was quite a lot for Roxas to take into his relatively young mind.
"A lot to take in, isn't it?" Lilith remarked.
Roxas looked up and met Lilith's crimson eyes, exactly the same shade and shape as his own, as he let out a chuckle.
"Definitely a lot, yeah." He replied.
"I never expected everything that would follow my choice to defy what Yahweh had planned for me and Adam, and when Lucifer found me." Lilith admitted. "Honestly, it felt like a miracle when our love became genuine, and things led to where they did."
As she said that, her hands tensed up a bit, and the somewhat smile that Lilith had been holding on her face for a while started to falter before finally, it became a full frown as her eyes watered a bit.
"But, even I... even I never expected he'd disappear like he did, to die and leave me alone in this world." Lilith continued, struggling to hold the tears back.
Roxas suddenly felt a little awkward, as the tears that Lilith was trying to hold back began to win over her, and started rolling down her face. He had barely any idea of what to say to someone who had lost her husband, doubtlessly the being that she loved above anyone else in the world, for (if his memory served correctly) 600 years, a decade or so longer than Roxas himself had even been alive.
"It's ironic, isn't it? I'm the original Succubus, and yet Lucifer is the only man I could ever genuinely love the way I did. People try to tell me I should just move on, but... I can't do that." She said, sniffling slightly. She placed a hand over her face, briefly releasing a single sad sob from her throat.
"No matter how many men I could meet... no matter how cocks I could suck or have thrust into my pussy, or lips that could touch mine, or even hands that play with my body? It was only one of each, all of which were Lucifer's, that came from a man who gave me everything in my life. I'd rather stay a widow until the end, because... to me, if I tried to love anyone else... I'd be betraying him."
Roxas sat, awkwardly looking between Lilith and the floor, his heart sinking slightly as he, who saw no issue with sleeping around with other women as Palutena permitted it, couldn't really know how bad his grandmother must have been feeling under the surface.
"Y-you... are you gonna be alright?" Roxas asked, feeling himself shifting slightly closer to Lilith and swallowing. "Because I can leave, if- you know, you want me to... leave you alone."
Before Roxas could make any movements, Lilith's free hand grabbed him by the shoulder, holding him in place with a grip that Roxas never figured that the older of his two grandmothers would have.
"I rarely let this side of me come out... it's something only my family can see. Something only Grayfia, Valian, and my sisters have seen. Stay here, just... for a little while longer... please." Lilith said.
Roxas tensed up for a second, as Lilith was gripping his shoulder so hard it hurt a bit, but after a second, he relaxed, as the slight pain of Lilith's grip went away.
"Okay." He replied, in a voice barely above a whisper that Lilith could hear. "I'll stay."
He sat down by her, just waiting as she let out everything she was holding in at the moment, especially if she were to start talking about Adam's part in this... which made him wonder if he had seen who Adam became among the people he knew from Heaven, if he became anyone at all.
'Better to not ask her at this time.' Roxas thought.
He recalled the many stories about Lucifer that had been passed around by other Devils, from those who had lived in Lucifer's time to those around Roxas' age, with some of those stories showing him, Leviathan, Beelzebub and Asmodeus in a far less flattering light than the one that Lilith had just conveyed to him, which was unarguably the one that let him see his great grandfather the best.
He was a great man, and his death had been a huge loss for not just all Devils, but for his mourning wife who, he could now tell, would never be able to let go of the man who had (quite literally) shaped her life for the better.
As Lilith continued to cry on Roxas' shoulder, he felt himself putting an arm around her waist and hugging his grandmother. It certainly wasn't much, but it was the best gesture he could think of in his attempt to comfort Lilith.
"Roxas..." She returned the hug, tears still streaming from her eyes and down her face as he felt his warmth against her skin.
By way of reply, Roxas gave Lilith a gentle, calming rub on where his hand was. It was something he often did with Palutena whenever she was feeling down, and he found it often helped. He was hoping it helped Lilith, who definitely needed it right now.
As Lilith's breath slowed to a more calming pace, she moved to look directly into Roxas' eyes, almost as if entranced by them. Her breathing then started to get heavier as she began slowly- ever so slowly- pulling him closer to her. The closer she pulled, the heavier, and more audible, her breaths became.
And it was only when Roxas' face was less than six inches away from Lilith's, and he could feel her hot breath on his face, that he realised that this was happening.
"Wait..." Roxas, his voice still barely above whisper-level. "Lilith, what're you doing?"
By way of reply, Lilith pulled her grandson all the way towards her, closing the distance between their faces in an instant and smashing her lips against his. As she did so, she moved her whole body closer to Roxas', pressing her record-holding breasts against his toned form. Even in her trance-like grief-stricken state, part of her knew what she was doing, but she had no choice. With how she was feeling now, only one thing could comfort her. And with no one else in the room, she had only one target to relieve herself with.
Roxas only took a fraction a second to realise what Lilith wanted, and after that fraction passed, he returned the kiss that his grandmother was giving him, opting to just ride it out.
Roxas felt Lilith pushing against him, and acquiesced, allowing her to push him all the way down onto the couch that they were both on. In spite of his grandmother's enormous breast size, she was quite a bit lighter than he was, so her being on top of him was not uncomfortable.
Feeling her body start to heat up, Lilith slowly ran her hands across his form, her Succubus senses picking up the small traces of musk in his scent to drive her sexual instincts further. Moving a leg up to wrap around him, she began grabbing onto his upper half's clothing and slowly peeled it off, slowly rocking her body as she began to undress her grandson, piece by piece of clothing. Starting from the top, while continuously eying up the prize that she knew lay in Roxas' pants.
"Roxas... touch me. Please, make me forget... I want you." Lilith said, her voice a low half-moan at this point. Combined with the fact that she had the body of... well, Lilith, the image in front of him was putting Roxas into an almost-trance-like state himself.
"I will." Roxas replied, with Lilith's go-ahead prompting him to go for her huge breasts with his hands as she stripped him, never mind the fact that she still had her dress on.
She moaned as her sensitive breasts briefly shook and bounced from the movement that came from to his touch, panting heavily as she slowly moved to his neck and began kissing the same spot with the intent to leave a hickey. Grabbing more of his clothing, she finally peeled his upper attire to the halfway mark of his chest, tracing her other hand across its form as if she were tracing a masterpiece of art.
Roxas gave a sound that could only be described as a low moan of pleasure mixed with a small chuckle at Lilith's actions.
"You like?" He asked, as he reached around Lilith's back and began pulling off the dress that she wore.
"Roxas, you don't know how much your body resembles that of your grandfather's in his prime." She answered, blushing as she felt it slide off her perfect form. Soon, it dropped to the ground, alongside the upper half of Roxas's clothing.
With only a sensual set of lingerie stopping Lilith from being entirely naked in the living room she and her grandson were making out in, she kept up her work on him, her libido going crazy as she felt Roxas' hands begin to slide over her impossibly smooth skin. On her end, she was pulling off his clothes, tracing his chiselled body, kissing and licking his nipples, all for the purposes of getting him more and more worked up for what was to come. And it was working perfectly, if a little less refined than what she would have been like in her younger years.
She felt Roxas reaching behind her back and beginning to unhook her bra, and rather than pause her actions to help him out, she gently nibbled on her grandson's nipple (which she happened to be sucking on at the time), eliciting Roxas to wince slightly, but let out a strangled moan of pleasure, before Lilith moved herself up to press her lips against Roxas' again, as he finally got her bra unhooked.
Once that was done, Lilith lifted herself an inch or so away from Roxas' face before smirking, and sitting upright, practically straddling the young man who was many times her junior. Taking in the sight of Roxas' face, which betrayed his simultaneous shock and lust (after all, it wasn't every day that someone, even Roxas, got to see a pair of tits as mind-boggling huge as Lilith's), she reached down and gently swept her bra off of his bare chest with one hand, while using another to gently squeeze one of her boobs. For good measure, she unfurled her seven Succubus tails, to add to the already-erotic sight that she was putting on for her grandson.
"I take it you like what you're seeing?" Lilith asked of her grandson, knowing that to him, she must look like some kind of dark sex Goddess. Which she adored the idea of.
Roxas could only nod, seemingly struck dumb by the sight in front of him. Lilith gave a small giggle in reply, and slid back before moving one of her hands to the buckle on Roxas' jeans, swiftly unbuttoning the attire before lowering the zipper, allowing the Succubus free reign to start pulling them down his legs with both hands, while one of her tails moved towards Roxas' cheek and gently rubbed at it. Lilith's smile grew slightly as Roxas seemed to enjoy the gesture, as he gently moved his face towards her tail, hoping to get more of it.
Once Roxas' pants were completely removed from his body, however, Lilith pulled back and, in one fluid motion, pulled Roxas down the sofa by the legs and turned him around so she could get between at the erection between his legs (which was already hard as a rock) a lot easier.
As she hopped off the sofa and crawled between Roxas' legs (using her tails to forcefully spread them), Lilith's breasts bounced with every little movement she made, unable to completely stay still. It was like being unrestrained meant they were unable to stop moving and flapping around, enticing Roxas to look upon his ungodly sexual grandmother with ever-growing lust.
Which was just what he did, as Lilith reached down behind herself and only took a few seconds to remove her thong from her body, leaving herself entirely naked in front of Roxas, before she stood up, reached down and pulled Roxas to his feet.
"How about we take this upstairs?" she whispered, wrapping an arm around Roxas and pulling him in close to her. "I'm sure we'd be a lot more comfortable up there than down here~"
"S-sure..." Roxas replied. As Lilith opened a transportation-circle to take the two of them through, he couldn't resist reaching down to his grandmother's immense behind and gently rubbing at her pussy, which was absolutely SOAKED from arousal at this point, for a couple of seconds.
"Hmm~" Lilith moaned. Getting touched down there was a good enough feeling in and of itself, but the fact that Roxas was doing it to her, rather than herself doing it to her, added to the hotness of it all about tenfold. She pulled Roxas through the transportation-circle, and the pair of them came out in a room that Roxas could only assume was Lilith's bedroom, judging by the king-size bed and dresser that took up a large portion of the room.
Before Roxas could get another word out, Lilith wrapped her arm around him again, pressed her lips against his again, and pulled him towards the bed, making sure to keep herself on top as the pair of them landed on it.
"Now, let's see what you're packing, Roxas." Lilith ran her hands over Roxas' chest, down towards the waistband of his underwear. "With the genes of people like Sirzechs, Lucifer and myself swimming around in you, I hope I'm not disappointed."
With a wink, Lilith pulled off Roxas' underwear in one swift motion, leaving his cock (which had been hard as a rock for almost the entirety of their makeout session) to pop up as quickly as a jumpscare in a horror game, and briefly smack her in the face.
Lilith didn't seem to register this, as she just stared, for a couple of seconds, at the foot-long MONSTER that she had just released from her grandson's pants. After that couple of seconds, in which she seemed to get over it, she wasted no time in hugging her colossal breasts around Roxas' dick, engulfing the thing almost entirely but leaving the tip exposed for her to lick, and then lean down and wrap her mouth around, before proceeding to suck hard on it.
"FUCK!" Roxas cried out loudly, throwing his head back against a pillow (that, barely a moment before now, he was pretty sure wasn't situated in perfect position to catch his head if he were to do something like that) from such pleasure.
Now struck by the ecstasy and pleasure that could only be given by the First Succubus herself, Roxas was under Lilith's full control as she became the absolute dominant figure in their sexy time. To further underline this point (somehow), Lilith pushed her breasts closer together with her hands to squeeze onto his shaft even tighter than she was already doing, while also bobbing her head up and down on the tip of his cock, and also lovingly sliding across the engulfed tip with her tongue, lathering the whole thing with her in seconds, while also getting a throatful of the flavour of Roxas' cock.
'So delicious...!' Lilith thought, sucking in all the flavour as she kept moving both her mouth and her boobs on top of her grandson's cock, making sure that said grandson stayed entirely at her mercy. The only thing that he could really do with his libido as high as it now was, was reach down to Lilith's head and run a hand through her soft, silky ebony hair. Not much, but at least it was fucking SOMETHING to convey just how much he was getting out of this, pleasure-wise.
To be fair, even if he COULD do anything to escape Lilith's mercy? Even from where he was, in his semi-trance-like sex-addled state, he could see her eyes shining with something that he'd never seen in there before, and instinctively knew from that how much she wanted- no, NEEDED, to be the one in control.
Besides, even if he could, he probably wouldn't. Being under Lilith's sexual thumb, under her control in the bedroom, just felt so... damn... GOOD!
'More... more pleasure. More!' Lilith thought, fully absorbed by her lust. Like her grandson, she seemed to shudder as she felt Roxas' cock twitching in her mouth, small spurts of his tasty pre-cum travelling down her throat, and just the warm feeling of Roxas' body so close to her own. It was so good, and Lilith wanted so much more. The First Succubus moved her arms so they'd continue the squeezing of her breasts in place of her hands, which now began to rub her nipples, which were inverted, until her breasts shook enough to make them pop out.
Once they did, breast milk started to leak out and spray against Roxas' face before slowing down slightly, and merely leaking across his cock and chest.
Roxas narrowed his eyes on reflex as the milk hit his face, as some of it came close to his eyes, but in spite of that, he stuck his tongue out and caught some of Lilith's milk on his cheeks, and lifting the thick liquid into his mouth, curious as to how it would taste (especially in comparison to the tit-milk of Penemue, the only other Succubus (or half-Succubus) he had fucked).
It was one of the tastiest liquids he had ever had, with a flavour that seemed as prime and perfect as Lilith herself. The invigorating effect it gave caused his dick to twitch so much that it managed to visibly wiggle, even within the airtight vice that Lilith's cleavage had confined it to. Added with him not being tired or having released just yet...
Lilith's eyes widened in surprise, and she let out an incredibly loud moan, even if it was rather muffled by Roxas' member in her mouth, firing what seemed like fifteen ropes that went down her throat, or (once he had managed to fill Lilith up to the point that she couldn't hold all of Roxas' cum in her mouth) splattered across her entire body, leaving her completely covered with cum, most of which was on her breasts, face.
She slowly pulled away from Roxas' cock, making an incredibly loud popping sound with her mouth as she did. She took a moment to swallow the remains of Roxas' cum before panting for a couple of seconds, then giving Roxas a look that was full of primal lust.
Lilith was done with seduction: now she was in full-on sex-mode.
"Alright Roxas, the warm up is over... time for the main feast." She declared. Moving herself up Roxas' body, she lifted her pussy on top of Roxas' still hard (yet still slightly twitching) cock, rubbing it back and forth over the tip without fully putting it inside, before dropping down heavily onto the footlong meat-pole, and instantly sheathing it inside her wet cunt.
It was hard to say whether Lilith's or Roxas' moans of pleasure were the louder, but regardless, she began rocking her hips back and forth on top of Roxas' hips, resting her hands on Roxas' chest after she pulled his hands up to her titanic tits so he could grope them to his heart's content. Another loud moan escaped Lilith's mouth as her grandson instinctively squeezed hard on the huge orbs of flesh bouncing in front of him, with each one bigger than his hand.
"F-fuck...!" Lilith cried, her eyes half-lidded as she gazed down at Roxas, whose dick she could feel pulsating inside her cunt, even after she'd driven him through a hard climax not even a minute ago. "How does it feel, Roxas?" she asked, barely able to get the words out from the pleasure shooting through her body. "Fucking your hot grandmother, how does it feel compared to all the other women you've fucked?! Tell me!" The last two words came out more like a demand than any kind of question, as she slammed down on him again and again, faster and faster.
"F-fuck..." Roxas groaned, as he, in turn, upped the intensity of which he squeezed Lilith's tits, pinching her nipple between his index finger and thumb for good measure. "Y-you're the fucking best!"
Lilith blushed heavily from her grandson's praise. For a second or two, in her lust-addled state, she thought she could see the prime form of her former husband underneath her instead of her grown-up grandson. However, the vision of Lucifer (if it existed at all) disappeared as soon as it came, and Lilith quickly forgot about it as she felt Roxas' cock brushing up against her g-spot, with a jolt of pleasure following.
"Hmm, yes!" she moaned. "Right there! Right fucking there, Roxas!" Her movements atop Roxas' hips doubled in speed, causing droplets of her pussy-juices to start splashing around on both of their bodies, as well as the bed they were both screwing on. Droplets of the Succubus' breast-milk began to leak out in addition to that, as Roxas pinched Lilith's diamond-hard nipples still harder. He lightly twisted them as well, with droplets of the warm white liquid landing on his upper chest. His hips also began unconsciously moving in tandem with Lilith's, guided by how quickly and how ferociously she was riding him.
"F-fuck!" Roxas groaned, feeling himself sinking further into the bed that he and Lilith were on as he felt his second orgasm, which felt likely to be even bigger than the first, coming around as his hips moved faster under his grandmother's.
"Roxas... Roxas...! ROXAS!" Lilith chanted, feeling the pressure of her own second orgasm building. She could've already let it out naturally, but she chose to hold it back, wanting to overflow with the pleasure that came with being fucked this hard, and this good, before bursting forth in an earth-shattering climax: something that she hadn't wanted the last time she had sex with Lucifer.
'This feeling... he's actually bringing it back.' she thought, inwardly fighting harder and harder to keep her climax from slipping out. 'It's been so long... fuck, I've missed this feeling so much!'
It took a full minute before neither Roxas nor Lilith could hold themselves in any longer, and at practically the exact same time, their simultaneous orgasms crashed down on them. Lilith's pussy walls clamped around Roxas' cock as he shot seemingly never-ending ropes of cum right up into her waiting cunt, with his black-haired grandmother momentarily gaining an ahegao face as she received the fresh cum, while fully giving into the waves of pleasure that crashed over her as well.
Their respective orgasmic bursts were so intense and powerful, they weren't just a release that came and went. Somehow, they both continued and held out for a full minute before either of them finally calmed down, with Lilith being the first to relent. Panting heavily, she gave a small smile before slumping forward onto Roxas' body, quivering for a few seconds before she finally relaxed and became still, around the time that Roxas finally came down from his own Everest-level high.
"Roxas... that was..." she panted, before swallowing and continuing after a couple of seconds. "Out of everyone I've let inside me, only you could ever come anywhere close to... the pleasure that he... could give me." She smiled, and reached behind him to gently stroke his silver hair.
Roxas smiled, his dick still hard inside Lilith's cunt (and still slowly leaking cum) as he took his hands off her tits and wrapped them around her, liking the feeling of her warm body on top of his. Even with her enormous breasts and ass, she was quite a bit lighter than he was.
"Well." He replied, through his own deep breaths. "I'm glad that I could help. As well as I could, that is." Lilith caught the implicit meaning behind Roxas' remark, and hugged him closer to her.
"Roxas, please don't try and compare yourself to Lucifer." she whispered. "That will just make it harder for you to do what you clearly know how to do best, which wouldn't be good for either of us, would it?" a quiet giggle escaped her throat as Roxas shook his head, sheepishly. "And, if I'm being honest?" A couple of happy tears came to her eyes as she rolled off Roxas' body, and lay beside him.
"If coming close to my past ecstasy is the best that I can get, and it's from you..." Lilith continued, allowing Roxas to shuffle up closer to her. "Then I don't see why we can't do this again sometime. You can be my grandson with benefits, to help lessen the pain. Plus," she ran her hands through her grandson's hair. "Judging by the past quarter of an hour, you'll definitely get tons of pleasure out of it, so I see that as a win-win for you~"
Roxas smiled, happy that he would be able to help his grandmother, who was the sexiest woman in the world, and that he would be able to have semi-regular sex with said sexiest woman in the world. Lilith was right, it was absolutely a win-win for him.
"Sure thing." He replied, leaning up and pressing his lips against hers momentarily. "If you need me to help with your obvious pain, I'll do whatever you want."
"Oh, Roxas." Lilith whispered, the happy-tears returning as she kissed Roxas, and held the kiss for a few seconds before pulling back. "That makes me so happy." She then shifted one of her breasts into his mouth, nonverbally directing him to drink as she did the same.
The brief moment of drinking her milk helped reinvigorate both of them, judging by how Roxas' eyes shot open, and Lilith could see him visibly shuddering from the amount of energy that she had shot into him. It was quite an adorable sight to behold, honestly.
"Why don't we continue?" Lilith asked, releasing her own tit from her mouth, while Roxas opened his mouth to let Lilith pull the other one back. "I don't know about you, but I don't want to stop until we're both spent, sore and unable to move~" She continued, her voice becoming a mixture between a moan and a whisper as she reached out and used one hand to turn Roxas' head towards hers. Moving forward, she began kissing him, while working her natural Succubus senses (which were already running extremely high) to take semi-control of the man that was her mate for the night (and, if he survived, the foreseeable future as well). After a moment, she pulled back, and shifted herself on the bed before spreading her legs.
"I'm waiting, Roxas..." Lilith encouraged her grandson in a slightly sing-song tone, smirking as she felt Roxas' cum slowly oozing out of her cunt and over the rim of her asshole. Within a couple of seconds, Roxas had moved himself around so he was between Lilith's legs, and returning his cock to his new favourite sheath with a moan of pleasure of his own.
"Hmm, that's it!" Lilith groaned, as the pleasure second to only Lucifer's began to fill her up once more. "How does it feel, Roxas? Fucking your grandmother's slimy cunt while it's still full of all your cum~?"
"Feels great!" Roxas replied, his own expression being enough to convey his own pleasure as he took a hold of Lilith's waist and upped the pace of his thrusting into her. Something which Lilith very much appreciated, judging by how her crimson eyes rolled around in their sockets, and she began to drool slightly from the feeling of Roxas' cock savagely invading her most sensitive area, and his balls slapping against her pussy-lips and asshole.
"I-I'm glad..." Lilith smiled, pinching her nipple with one hand while reaching out to stroke Roxas' cheek with the other. "This is so naughty. F-fucking your grandmother like this...!"
"I mean..." Roxas replied, as at Lilith's mental command, he moved his hands up to grope the Succubus Queen's breasts and hold onto them as he kept thrusting, with all the force and ferocity of a jackhammer. "It's n-not like fucking female family members is a new concept to m-me. Or to any other Devil or Sex Demon."
"True..." Lilith replied, letting out a gasp of sudden pleasure as Roxas' cock reached her g-spot again. "R-Rias, Valian, Venelana, G-grayfia-"
"We were both drunk that time!" Roxas' reply sounded a little defensive. "Her more than me, though." he added, in a quieter tone, as he continued thrusting into his grandmother. "And that was only the first time." He added again, in an even quieter voice.
"Of c-course." Lilith replied, letting out a small giggle as she rode out the pleasure. "B-but my point stands. And that's not even counting your in-law- AHHH~!" her remark was cut short by a scream of pleasure that forced itself out when Roxas' cock hit her g-spot for the second time within a minute. Forcing down the temptation to cum for a second time so quickly, with her pride as a Succubus of thousands of years old (compared to Roxas, who was at least ten times her junior), kicking in, she extended a couple of her tails around Roxas' back towards his asshole, and began to tease the opening to that area with the two tails, while purposefully tightening her pussy-walls in order to increase the pleasure-factor at least fivefold for her grandson/new lover/boytoy.
It worked: within moments of her using those two tactics, Roxas was moaning just as hard as she was, and bucking slightly, a sure sign that his own climax was near. Still continuing to tease his prostate with two tails, Lilith used the other five, as well as her luscious legs, to pull Roxas in deeper, closer to her, to make absolutely sure that, like the first time, he would cum right in her waiting cunt, where she would receive all the benefits of his fresh Nephalem sperm.
And cum he did, possibly even more than he did the first time. As a positive bucketful of her grandson's baby batter entered her cunt, Lilith couldn't hold back her own climax any longer, letting out another pleasured scream, possibly even louder than the first one, with her ahegao face temporarily returning as she rode out the climax, as well as the constant, yet smaller, hits of pleasure that came with Roxas still thrusting, in spite of having just let loose his third gigantic load of the night.
And it would be the third of many, as long as Lilith had anything to say about it.
"Ahh~ so gooood~!" Lilith moaned, shaking from the pleasure. "I l-love you, Roxas." Reaching up, Lilith grabbed Roxas' face and pulled him close, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. The two of them moaned into each other's mouths as the sounds of their nether regions (which were both covered in a light coating of a mixture of their sweat and sex juices) slapping together being what dominated the room.
"I..." Roxas panted, as Lilith allowed him to pull back for air, while slowing down his thrusts slightly. "I love you too, Lilith."
Lilith smiled as Roxas came to a stop, and dropped onto Lilith's form, still panting. Lilith allowed him to lie there for a couple of moments, lovingly stroking his hair as an owner would stroke a dog or cat, before setting him down beside her, and getting up herself.
"I'm glad to hear that, Roxas." Lilith smiled, turning her back to her grandson but still straddling him, in the reverse-cowgirl position. "I'm extremely glad to hear that." Reaching down, she spread not her pussy-lips this time, but her asshole, and allowed Roxas (at, again, her mental command) to guide his cock inside her less-oft-used hole, before allowing herself to drop fully down onto it, engulfing Roxas' prick in something at least ten times as tight as her cunt for a few seconds, before she lifted her huge ass up, and began to ride him once again.
Line Break
"This shining city full of jewels and gold- fine linen, myrrh and pearls..." Valian sung, under her breath as she came out of her shower, after washing off the sweat that she had worked up in her spar with Mirajane. "Her plagues will come all at once, as her mourners watch her burn... destroyed in an hour~" she continued, while pulling on a t-shirt and a pair of short shorts (as the day was particularly hot). Deciding, right then and there, that she fancied a snack, she left her bedroom and began walking across the corridor that led to the main staircase, while humming the tune of 'Beast and the Harlot' under her breath. As she walked past the bedrooms that lay on the same floor as hers, she idly cast a glance into the only one that had an open door, which was Ingvild's.
She could see into the bedroom (which was decked out with all manner of cute things, with the white dragon-plushie that Valian had given her two months ago sitting on the bedside table), and caught sight of her purple-haired third cousin lying on her bed, her head buried in a magazine of some kind.
"Hey, Ingvild." Valian called out to her Mutation Pawn as she passed her bedroom. Out of the corner of her eye, Valian heard a squeak of surprise come from within the bedroom, and the sound of something being hurriedly shoved beneath something else. Curious, she stopped and looked more closely into her room, where she could see red coming across Ingvild's face.
"What's up?" she asked, stepping into the room. "You sounded like I just caught you doing something that you shouldn't have."
Ingvild gulped, and her face went slightly redder than it had already gone.
"I w-wasn't doing anything bad." she whispered. "If that's what you were thinking."
"I'm sure it wasn't." Valian replied, standing in front of Ingvild's bed. "You don't seem like that kind of person." Her hazel eyes raked over Ingvild and her bed, before she caught sight of the corner of something shiny sitting beneath one of Ingvild's pillows. Before her Pawn realised that she had spotted what she was trying to hide, Valian extended her hand out and used demonic energy to pull what Ingvild had under her pillow out from under it.
Roxas' Queen ignored Ingvild's simultaneous squeal of indignation and momentary look of horror as she caught what she had pulled in her hand and looked at it, realising after a second what she had caught Ingvild reading: It was a magazine published by the company that Valian was a frequent contract Devil (or, to be more accurate, contract Nephalem) for, with this particular magazine being one that Valian herself featured on the cover for, in a particularly sexy pose.
She was lying on her front on a bed, with her head turned towards the camera while angling her ass up slightly to make it more noticeable, while also wearing a dark blue lingerie set, covered up with a translucent black gown that seemed to stop just below the curvature of her ass-cheeks. A very sexy image, to be sure.
"Well, Ingvild." Valian smirked, as she tossed the magazine back onto the bed, where Ingvild scooped it up and held it close to her like she was Gollum getting the One Ring. "You were right when you said you weren't doing anything bad. You have nice taste in women, though." she added, in a slightly teasing tone, causing Ingvild to blush still further and turn away from Valian for a second.
"I-I wasn't looking at it because I wanted to see you undressed." Ingvild mumbled, just barely loud enough for Valian to hear. "It was because-" she paused for a second, swallowing, before continuing. "I wanted to find something to wear in p-private with Roxas."
"Oh, really?" Valian asked, climbing onto the bed and sitting next to Ingvild, who was a head shorter than she was. "Found out that you like him too, have you?"
Ingvild nodded, slowly.
"For a while, really." she replied. "I've thought of him as a nice person ever since he visited me in hospital with you, when you gave me the plushie..." both she and Valian looked over at it for a second, before Ingvild continued speaking. "But since I moved here, and got to live around him more, I've come to like him a lot more. I h-heard Katerea and Roxas, a couple of nights ago, uh..." the blush, which had been fading from her face for a while, came back, and Valian sniggered.
"Yeah, I think we all heard, to some extent." she replied. "Sucks for me that I'm not the heaviest of sleepers. Go on, though."
Ingvild nodded.
"Well, I talked to Katerea the day after about it." she continued. "She told me that wearing lingerie around Roxas might be a good way to get him to have sex, and since I remembered you telling me that you do summons as a lingerie model, I... found one of the magazines by the company you do summons for. In Akeno's room."
"Of course, Akeno had it." Valian muttered, thinking for a moment before a metaphorical light-bulb went off in her head, and she stood up. "Come on."
"What?" Ingvild blinked.
"I said come on." Valian repeated. "You want to find a good set of lingerie to wear for Roxas? I'll help you. I get every set of lingerie that I wear for that magazine as part of the payment for my modelling gig, so it's safe to say I have a sweet collection. I'm sure you'll find something you like. And besides," she walked to the doorway of Ingvild's room, turned around and winked at her Pawn.
"If you want, I can also give you some pointers about how to last longer during sex with Roxas. As well as some practice. Up to you, of course."
Ingvild returned the magazine to its place under her pillow, and slid off her bed, her blush returning.
"O-okay." she muttered, before quietly following Valian from her bedroom, her breasts (which were of similar size to Valian's) bouncing slightly with every step she made, as she accompanied her King to her own bedroom.
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Roxas and Lilith continued their romp for a long time. Just the two of them getting it on, enjoying each other's bodies immensely. Their long-lasting intercourse was further elongated by Lilith rejuvenating her grandson every couple of rounds with a steady supply of breast milk, with every intent to have her grandson carry on giving her the best sexual experience she had had for the past half-millennium, and among the best in her long life, but all good things must come to an end...
"Hmm, yes!" Lilith moaned, thrusting herself onto Roxas' cock over and over again as she rode him in the 'amazon' position, the thirteenth position that she had explored with her grandson over just over four and a half hours. "Fuck! Right there!"
Both she and Roxas covered in sweat, cum and tit-milk, her hair an absolute mess compared to its usual resemblance to a lush ebony waterfall, and a wide smile on her face as she rode his cock (with her strong hands holding his legs apart so she could have easy access to the twelve-inch prize between them), Lilith felt herself coming up to another, likely final, orgasm, with the expression on Roxas' face, a mixture of dazed, tired and lusty, betraying a similar sentiment.
Lilith let out another loud moan, before she leant down and whispered into her grandson's ear, as she kept humping his cock.
"Please don't stop, Roxas. When you're ready, fill my cunt up with your sweet cum. I know you've still got some in there, so let it all out. Hit the climax and let me have it all~"
Lilith let out another blissful moan, but interrupted herself as she pressed her lips against Roxas, before landing on his cock again and holding herself there as she intensified the kiss. As she semi-begged semi-commanded, Roxas let out a muffled moan of his own, and achieved his sixteenth orgasm of the night, flooding Lilith's already-slimy cunt with another batch of his baby-batter, with the feeling of it hitting her inner walls being enough to trigger Lilith's thirteenth and final orgasm of the night.
The moans of the two beings were mostly muffled, before the need for air overtook them and they pulled away on reflex, and rode out the last embers of their respective climaxes.
Once it was finally over, Lilith collapsed onto her grandson for a few seconds (after letting go of his legs), panting and shuddering as her climax died down, and was replaced by her body suddenly aching all over: not with arousal, but with tiredness and fatigue, as she rolled off of Roxas and lay beside him.
Her fatigue was such that she could barely move her head to look at the man that she had drained over the past few hours.
"Roxas..." she said, quietly, slowly reaching out to gently stroke his cheek, prompting him to look over at her, just as slowly. "You were just incredible."
"I... was?" Roxas blinked a couple of times, looking down at himself, then around the room. "I... I'm glad I was able to please you so much. Even if I... feel a little woozy."
"Oops." Lilith giggled. "Sorry about that, Roxas. I must be out of practice."
"Huh?" Roxas looked back at Lilith.
"When having sex, it's common for a Succubus or Incubus to use their powers to put the person they're fucking into a kind of horny daze, that's the only way I can really put it, as it makes it easier to feed on them." Lilith explained. She took a couple of tired breaths, and continued.
"I never bothered doing that during my time with Lucifer, or with any of the other lovers I've tried to have since he passed, but I think I just got so carried away that it just happened without my input." She reached towards Roxas and gently brushed his hair out of his face with one shaking hand. "I do apologize, Roxas."
"It's alright." Roxas replied, shuffling closer to his grandmother. "Just... let me keep my mind next time, alright?"
"I will." Lilith smiled, tilting her head towards Roxas before giving him a simple, gentle, yet loving kiss. After adjusting herself a little bit, she closed her eyes and relaxed, almost instantly falling asleep, finally satisfied for the first time in almost six hundred years.
Roxas was quick to follow his grandmother into the land of slumber.
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When Roxas' eyes fluttered open, several hours later, the first few seconds were spent trying to figure out where he was. The room he was in wasn't the light-coloured master bedroom of his villa, which was usually occupied by incessant beams of sunlight, no matter the time of day. It wasn't even his large bedroom from the Gremory Manor, as this room he was in was even larger, and slightly darker.
After those few seconds passed, he looked around remembered: he was in Lilith's bedroom. And Lilith was fast-asleep next to him. Completely naked. And covered in dried-up sweat, cum and tit-milk, making for a strangely erotic sight.
Something else that Roxas also noticed, upon sitting up, were Lilith's arms loosely strewn across where he was lying, not one minute ago. Given that he recalled her not falling asleep in that position, he could only assume that she had turned over in her sleep and started spooning him, the thought of which caused Roxas slight amusement.
He looked down at Lilith for another moment or so, and noticed how content, as well as slightly serene, she looked. It was definitely a contrast to the sombre, grieving widow hiding behind the mask of a sensual flirt that Roxas had seen while she was telling him about her past with Lucifer, and the sexual monster that had dominated him for the better part of the five hours directly after that receiving the huge dump of info.
Roxas' thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a magic-circle opening at his ear, and someone's voice calling directly into said ear, so loudly that Roxas jumped, momentarily, and rubbed his head.
"Roxas? You there?"
"I... am now." Roxas yawned, recognising the voice on the other end. "Hey, Tobio."
"I won't bother asking where you've been for the past hour." Tobio muttered. "Anyway, I need you to get to my position, as soon as you can."
"Sure." Roxas yawned again, sliding off Lilith's silk bedsheets, and stretched. "Wh-why?"
"It's Millennium." Tobio replied, seriously. "They've begun to make their move. Reports are coming in of those Fallen Angelic and Vampiric shits invading London and killing civilians. It's been happening for an hour"
…
That did quite a bit to shake Roxas out of his tired stupor. Evidently, the time had come.
"Right. Shit." he replied. "I'll teleport to your magical signature as soon as possible. Just give me... five minutes to get dressed. I'm kinda... naked, right now."
"TMI, Roxas." Tobio replied. Roxas could tell that he wasn't 100% pleased with his answer. "But, fine. I guess it wouldn't do for you to show up here naked. Even if Lavinia would probably appreciate it."
Roxas could hear a "Hey!" sounding a distance away from his ear, likely Lavinia. He cut the magical connection between him and Tobio, and took a deep breath to energize himself as best he could.
As he had no time to clean himself thoroughly, he opted to run himself over with a couple of simple cleaning spells, that at least got rid of the stench of sex on his body. He summoned his boxers from the floor and his other clothes from downstairs in Lilith's living room, and quickly pulled them onto himself, while checking to see if his phone was still there: it was.
Just before Roxas opened a transportation-circle, he looked back at Lilith's bed again, where she was lightly stirring in her sleep, mumbling quietly as she did so. Roxas couldn't quite make out what was being said, but he was certain that he heard the word 'Luci...' in there, somewhere.
Impulsively extending his hand out and snapping his fingers (using a muttered spell to muffle the sound of his fingers snapping, in order to not wake his grandmother), he summoned a large dakimakura pillow in the very spot on Lilith's bed that he had been minutes before. He watched for a couple of seconds as Lilith leaned forward in her sleep, wrapping her arms around the pillow that Roxas had summoned before nuzzling her face into it: a cute thing for Roxas to see, even for the most seductive GILF that Roxas had ever slept with in his life.
After leaving his phone number on Lilith's bedside table, Roxas finally stepped through his silver transportation-circle, leaving his grandmother's bedroom, and the Underworld entirely, with the circle closing behind him once he was gone.
He popped out of his magic-circle in a military control-room of some kind. There was a round table in the middle of the room on a lower level, with eleven men and one woman (Integra) sitting around it. Walter was stood almost directly behind her, and Tobio and Lavinia were stood a couple of steps back. On an upper level, there were loads of guys sat at computers which displayed maps of the UK. That, as far as Roxas could tell, was normal.
What he suspected WASN'T normal, however, were the several dismembered corpses littering the floor, with blood and inner body parts leaking from each and every one of them. As well as that, everyone that was currently sat down (sans Integra) seemed to be looking incredibly shaken.
"Eww..." Roxas used a pulse of magic to clear a spot for him to stand without getting his shoes wet with blood. "The hell happened here?"
"We were just attacked by a group of bloody traitors." Integra replied, her voice even, though Roxas detected contempt in her tone. Whether that was for him, or the dead men currently lying on the floor, he didn't really know or care. "Walter, Tobio and Lavinia took care of them easily enough." she then looked up to the man sitting directly across from her, a large-looking man with semi-neatly-combed reddish-brown hair, light blue eyes, dressed in a dark blue suit with a few drops of blood on his face. "Now. Sir Penwood. Are you alright?"
Integra let out a dark chuckle as Penwood shakily pulled out a handkerchief and rubbed at his face, removing the blood from it.
"You know, up until now I was convinced that you were going to be the traitor in our midst." she then smiled. "I'm pleased to have been proven wrong."
"I-I may be powerless against them in comparison to... others," Penwood replied, his eyes darting to Roxas, Tobio, Lavinia and Walter, as he put his handkerchief back into his pocket. "But I'm certainly not a coward."
"How touching." Roxas replied, rubbing sleepdust out of his eyes. "What's the situation?"
"London is under siege." Integra replied. "No word on whether the military is engaging them, but I can only assume that they have."
"Right." Roxas nodded. Right at that moment, he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket, signalling that he was getting a call. "Oops. Sorry." He pulled his phone out of his pocket and answered. "Hello?"
Everyone fell silent as Roxas talked to whoever was on the other end of the line.
"Mmhmm… Fuck… Yeah, I just heard that the same's happening in London… I see…" a grin came over his face, before it faded, and he continued talking. "Well, don't get killed. Kirnk would never forgive you if you did… Yeah, later." He hung up, and addressed everyone in the room.
"That was someone that I had stationed in Washington D.C." he explained. "The same as in London is happening over there as well."
There were murmurings among everyone in the room not named Integra, Roxas, Walter, Tobio or Lavinia.
"If London and Washington are being attacked, then do you think Moscow is suffering a similar fate?" Walter asked.
"Almost certainly." Roxas replied, putting his phone back into his pocket and stretching. "Well, unless anyone has any objections, I'm going to head to D.C. No time to lose and all that, right?"
"No objections from me." Integra replied, before standing up and looking over at Tobio and Lavinia as Roxas stepped through a transportation-circle and left the room as quickly as he had arrived. "Tobio, Lavinia, please travel to Hellsing Manor and assist those stationed there in defending it. I'm certain that that will be on the list of Millennium's targets."
Tobio and Lavinia both nodded, and left via magic-circle, just as their older friend had done, dropping out of the transport-circle into the courtyard of the Hellsing Manor fractions of a second later. As if they hadn't just travelled dozens of miles in barely under a second, both Longinus wielders walked briskly towards the Manor, with the silence of the evening, usually pleasant, now taking on a more uncomfortable edge, as some kind of foreshadowing for what was to come.
"Did you really have to mention that I'd appreciate Roxas showing up naked, Tobio?" Lavinia softly asked, as the doors to the manor opened, and Seras, as well as Pip, stood in the doorway, waiting for them.
"Not really." Tobio replied, as they reached the steps. "But I was right, wasn't I?"
Tobio didn't hear a reply from Lavinia, as the pair of them entered the Manor to be greeted by enthusiastic salutes from all of the Wild Geese mercenaries that were stood behind Pip and Seras.
"Tobio?" The slightly older Frenchman spoke. "What's the situation?"
"Millennium's attack has begun." Tobio replied. "In London, in D.C, and probably in Moscow as well. Our task tonight is to defend this manor, as it's likely one of the targets of those Vampiric bastards."
"Understood." Pip nodded, before turning to his subordinates. "Alright, men! You heard Tobio, to the upper floors now, all of you! Those who can use magic, start casting defensive spells should the manor be breached! Those who can't, load up with as much holy ammunition as possible! Move, move, move, those Nazi fucks could be here any minute!"
"YES, SIR!" All the soldiers replied, saluting Pip and rushing off, presumably to grab guns and ammo, while Tobio made his way to the top of the manor, with Seras in tow after calling her to come with him (as well as asking Lavinia to stay downstairs).
"Hey, Seras." Tobio addressed the blonde Vampiress, once they made their way to the roof. "The Grigori made that new weapon for you that you asked for."
"Really?" Seras cracked a smile. "I was beginning to expect that they would never do it."
"Oh, the weapons-guys over there always wanted to finish it." Tobio replied. "They just wanted to make some improvements, delaying completion of the weapon to... a few hours ago. Literally just in time to use it against the perfect opponent: Nazi Vampires... Jeez, that sounds way less cool when you say it over and over again, doesn't it?"
"It does, but..." Seras replied, pausing for a second. "Is this really the time for making jokes? Also, you said you had the weapon for me?"
"Oh, yeah." Tobio replied. "Sorry." He snapped his fingers and opened a large magic-circle, stepping away from it as Seras' new weapon raised out of it: a pair of huge cannons with two large ammunition-boxes (with ammo being belt-fed out of the boxes and into the cannons already). On top of the main ammo boxes, smaller ammo-boxes were situated, evidently for some kind of secondary ammo. "Here you go. You should suit up quickly, by the way."
"Right!" Seras replied, rushing forward to strap herself into the Harkonnen 2. Her naturally higher-than-average strength was compounded by the huge boost that becoming a Vampire gave her, so once everything was on properly, it felt like little more than a light strain to her. Tobio gave a small smile at Seras in front of him without comment, before looking to the left, over the Manor grounds.
"What's up?" Seras asked.
"I can hear something coming." Tobio replied, his voice far more serious than the joking tone he was using moments ago. Just as he was about to suggest that Seras prepare to fire, magic-circles opened at his and Seras' ears.
"Tobio? Seras?" they heard Pip's voice speaking directly to them. "Is this working? Can you hear me?"
"Yes, it's working." Tobio replied.
"And we hear you loud and clear." Seras replied. "What's up?"
"The radar here is picking up 24 missiles heading straight for this HQ!" Pip spoke, his tone calm but still conveying urgency. "By my estimate, they should be here within two minutes and could wreck everything if not stopped!"
"It's good that Seras has just the thing for that kind of stuff, then." Tobio replied, before turning to Seras. "When you see them coming, Seras, you can fire when ready." Seras nodded, and turned towards the grounds and beyond, her vampiric eyes narrowed.
Half a minute of silence passed, before Tobio, from his position, saw the 24 missiles that Pip was talking about, steadily approaching the Hellsing HQ. Evidently, Seras saw them too, and immediately opened fire on the incoming projectiles. Almost immediately, Tobio saw explosions going off in the distance, indicating that Seras was hitting her targets. While it happened, he quickly used magic to protect his ears (as powerful as he was, he was still human), while catching sight of a Zeppelin approaching the compound from behind the explosions.
It took a minute of pure firepower from the Police Girl for all 24 V1 missiles to have been destroyed, at which point she ceased her firing. After removing the magical ear-protection, he rubbed his ears and gave Seras a winning smirk.
"Huh, twenty-four out of twenty-four, Seras." he remarked. "You must be a bane to clay pigeons everywhere."
"If I wasn't before I became a Vampire, I must certainly be now." Seras retorted. "The Zeppelin is still approaching."
Right as Seras said so, she and Tobio both had to narrow their eyes as enormous beams of light appeared through the explosion, making the grounds of the manor, the manor itself, and the surrounding area clear as day, though it was late evening and rapidly turning to night.
"It is." Tobio replied, stepping forward and calling Jin, the dog that was the avatar for his Sacred Gear, out. "I also think that it's my turn."
The raven-haired Japanese man then began to chant, as he closed his eyes.
"Behowlest the slaying of one thousand mortals. Besingest the slaying of ten thousand goblins. Mine name, which tis immersed in deepest darkness, tis the Imitation God traversing the Polar Night. O ye, perishest by mine own black blade. Fools ye art, deformed Creator Gods... Night Celestial Slash Dogs!"
In full view of the Zeppelin's search-lights, Tobio began to be covered up in darkness, while looking to transform into a humanoid black hound with six tails. His shadows seemed to cover the surrounding area, far more than was natural, in spite of the Zeppelin's searchlights beaming down on the manor and its grounds. Before Seras' eyes, she also saw Jin growing in size, to the point that he became a fully-grown black hound.
Both Tobio and Jin took off from the manor's roof towards the Zeppelin, ignoring Pip's shout of "Sainte putaine de merde!", and flew towards the Zeppelin.
"Holy fucking shit..." Seras whispered, as Tobio and Jin flew towards the Zeppelin, which was slowly becoming bigger and bigger as it rode towards them. "That level of power, it's just like how powerful Master got when he fought that Dandyman guy with the cards..."
Tobio and Jin ascended to the point that they were level with the Zeppelin, and Seras watched as Tobio spread out his arms, increasing the size of the shadow that he cast over the manor. After doing that, the shadow seemed to expand still further, far larger than what regular physics would demand regarding light, shadow and how the two were related. Eventually, it got to the point that the shadows had extended beyond the entirety of the Hellsing Manor, casting it in more intense darkness than before the Zeppelin was breathing down the manor's metaphorical neck.
In spite of all that, with her Vampire vision, Seras could still see the Zeppelin approaching, but at a slightly slower pace. Her eyes then widened as parts of the shadow that Tobio seemed to have created with... whatever he had turned into, began to lift up and detach themselves from the overall shadow that Tobio had cast over the manor, in blobs that were about the size of a person. These blobs of shadow continued to rise up, more and more, until about two hundred of them were raised into the air, all around and behind Tobio.
With a wave of Tobio's hand, the shadow-blobs, in unison, formed into long, sharp-looking blades, which flew towards the Zeppelin at lightning-speed, far faster than the missiles that approached the manor from the Zeppelin. Within seconds, small explosions could be seen from outside the Zeppelin, indicating that Tobio was hitting his mark, and doing some damage to the enormous ship approaching them. Some of the shadowy swords hit the Zeppelin's searchlights, which went out immediately, robbing the grounds of the light that had been pouring onto them before Tobio went Balance Breaker.
"Come on, Jin!" Tobio called, his voice more a growl than something that sounded like regular human speech, as he held out one hand. Jin immediately jumped at his master's hand, transforming into a long black sword as he did so, which Tobio caught and immediately swung twice, sending two huge diagonal waves of shadowy darkness at the airship.
That seemed to be the final blow needed, given that as soon as the waves of dark energy hit the Zeppelin, it turned and began to descend towards the ground, at a far faster pace than which it was initially approaching the manor. As it happened, Tobio turned around and flew back to Seras, easily landing on the manor's roof and deactivating his Balance Breaker, before taking a few breaths.
"Piece of cake." he smiled, turning back around to watch the Zeppelin crash, nose-first, into the manor grounds, and explode. "That was fun."
"I think you're in for a bit more fun, Tobio!" Pip's voice could be heard. "The radar's still picking up life at the crash site. Looks like some of those Millennium fucks are still alive."
"That so?" Tobio replied, instantly assuming Balance Breaker form again. "Well. I'll see if I can keep them out of the manor. Keep your men prepared in case a couple slip through the metaphorical cracks."
Tobio ignored Pip's reply of "Oui, mon lieutenant." as he jumped down from the roof into the manor grounds and held his sword up, preparing to take on the Vampires/Fallen Angels that he knew were about to come at him.
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Roxas jumped out of his transportation-circle next to the building where the Lincoln Monument was located, and almost immediately had to jump out of the way of a section of one of the building's pillars as it broken, and dropped down onto where he had been standing. Not even looking at the monument itself (it was practically smashed to pieces, probably by Millennium's forces earlier in the afternoon), he jumped down the stairs and dashed out into the street, where a number of Millennium's soldiers were bearing down on a group of soldiers, tanking bullets as they steadily approached.
"Oh, no you don't." Roxas muttered, jumping into the air, gliding over to the Vampires from above on his ten Nephalem wings, and dropping down onto the middle soldier with pinpoint accuracy, summoning Clarent Galatine from the tattoo on his arm in order to slice the guy in half.
All firing stopped, on both sides, when both groups of soldiers realised just what had happened. The Millennium Vampires, just when they got it into their Nazi heads that there was a hostile right in the middle of them, dropped their guns and rushed towards Roxas at the same time, mouths agape and hoping for a taste of his blood.
However, unfortunately, there was only one Vampire who Roxas would let drink his blood. And she was much, MUCH more beautiful than any of these guys. Twisting around, he delivered a deep, diagonal slash to the closest Vampire to him, almost bisecting them. The next-closest Vampire to Roxas threw a punch at him, but Roxas calmly leant to the side and swung his blade at their neck, cutting off his head before turning around and delivering two quick cuts to the next Vampire, before blowing him up with a quick blast of his Power of Destruction.
After pulling out the Vindicator with one hand and firing at the head of the next-closest Vampire, with all three bullets hitting him with such force that the uppermost quarter of his body was blown off, Roxas slid under the next two Vampires that dived at him, rolled over and dashed back at them before they knew what was going on. Choosing to sheath his sword and gun, he grabbed the Vampires by their Nazi uniforms with one hand each, span around a couple of times to build up momentum, then threw them up into the air. He was about to pull out the Vindicator and fire upon the hopeless Vampires, but before he could pull the trigger, a spear came into view, like it was thrown, and impaled both Millennium soldiers with pinpoint accuracy.
The spear travelled for a few more dozen yards, before landing and embedding itself in the ground just beyond where the group of soldiers stood.
Roxas turned around and looked at where the spear came from, and smirked at the sight of someone, a woman, dropping to the ground about twenty yards away from him, sticking a perfect landing. The woman was decently attractive, with dark brown hair that went down to just below her shoulders, red eyes that faded to blue right before Roxas' eyes, and a sizeable bust that Roxas could best sum up as 'slightly smaller than Palutena but still pretty nice'. She was dressed in a form-fitting black bodysuit that had faint magical rune-symbols embossed on it.
"Hi, Dani." Roxas greeted Dani (or Daniella) Heart, one of the two head honchos of Roxas' PMC group, and a Vampire/Human Hybrid. "Nice throw."
"Thanks." Dani replied, walking past the soldiers that Roxas saved and nodding in reply to their salutes, before pulling her spear out of the ground and shaking the blood off of it, before cutting off the heads of the two Millennium soldiers she had hit (even though Roxas was pretty sure they were already dead) for good measure. "I could've done better, though. Was unfocused." She returned the spear to a holster on her back, and turned to Roxas. "Anyway, what're you doing here?"
"Here to get in on the battle." Roxas replied. "Came from England. London's apparently in the same situation as here."
"Hardly surprising." Dani replied, stretching. "The situation here isn't great, though. Casualties likely in the dozens of thousands, most of the city blown to hell, you can't look anywhere without seeing something on fire." she sighed. "They might be fucking Nazis, but they're efficient bastards, I'll give them that."
"Right." Roxas nodded. "What of your unit?"
"We got caught in an ambush around the White House." Dani replied. "That's been destroyed too, by the way. All members of my unit are dead, apart from Reinhardt, Junkrat, 76, Tracer, Revy and Ada, and I had them retreat back to the compound so they don't die too." She then looked up to the soldiers that were standing in a group in front of them. "You might want to do the same." she called out, raising her voice slightly. "Not living to fight another day wouldn't suit any of you."
As the soldiers gave another salute to their top commander, and began warping out via the use of small devices strapped to their uniforms, four more Milennium soldiers, all of whom were hanging on Fallen Angel wings, flew down the road and prepared to fire upon the Nephalem and the Dhampir with dual-wielded machine-guns. However, Roxas was ready for them, extending his hand out to encase all four airborne soldiers in light layers of ice, freezing all four of them in mid-air.
The four soldiers then dropped to the ground, still-frozen, and all shattered on the spot, spilling blood, inner organs and fragments of bone and muscle everywhere and coating the D.C street crimson, reminding Roxas of how Esdeath had frozen Kokabiel and shattered him, back during the battle with him at Kuoh Academy.
"Just out of curiosity..." Roxas remarked calmly to Dani as the pair of them turned around and left the bloody street. "Is there anyone else here apart from us?"
"Yeah. The Avengers." Dani replied. "Eight of them. Saw them taking on a bunch of the Nazi fucks at the Washington monument about fifteen minutes ago."
"Any of them dead?" Roxas asked, a small hint of excitement in his voice.
"Probably." Dani replied, her tone even. "I don't remember seeing their Russian fuck-doll with them, though. Chances are, she's gone. I also didn't see Hulk there, either. You know, the big green dude?"
"Right." Roxas remarked, pulling out the Vindicator and shooting an approaching Millennium soldier twice in the chest before spinning around and kicking his head off. "At least it wasn't Steve or Wanda: they're the only two out of Earth's Mightiest Posers that I have any respect for."
The fifteen-minute walk to the Washington Monument was only semi-eventful, with any Millennium soldier that got in Roxas or Dani's ways being easily dismembered, destroyed or just straight-up fucking wrecked by the pair of them, with so little effort it didn't even look worth it. Roxas and Dani also shared casual conversation as they walked, slaughtered, slaughtered and walked, with Roxas learning that Dani and Kirnk had started seeing each other, and Dani learning of Palutena's pregnancy.
"Congrats." Dani remarked, stabbing a Millennium soldier through the stomach with her high-frequency spear, flicking the weapon upward to slice through the soldier's brain, and decapitating the man for good measure. "You find out what sex the kid's gonna be? And what's the name gonna be?"
"We haven't found out yet, it's too early to tell." Roxas replied. "And I've talked about names with Palutena. We've managed to narrow our ideas down to Logan if the kid turns out to be a boy, and Lucia if they turn out to be a girl."
"Cute." Dani replied. "Sounds like they'll be a real charmer, if you're anything to go by."
"The world doesn't need another me running around, Dani." Roxas replied, smirking. "I mean, I'm already perfect enough, aren't I?" he added, in a joking manner, as he jumped up to the level of a Fallen Angel flying at him, drew Clarent Galatine and sliced off the soldier's wings. As the Millennium soldier fell to the ground, shrieking in agony, Roxas decided to cut his pain short by landing on him and crushing his head under his shoe, causing blood, bone and brains to spurt out everywhere. Including all over Roxas' shoe.
"Ewww..." Roxas remarked, slightly annoyed as he lifted his foot up and shook it to get some of the blood off. "I really should have brought my boots."
"I guess you're not that perfect." Dani teased, through giggles. Roxas responded by lightly punching her in the arm as he walked on ahead, and the huge Washington Monument came into sight, with the Avengers fighting at the bottom of it against a large number of Millennium's soldier. Evidently, the appearance of such famous figures had drawn the attention of most of the Nazi horde.
"Well, I think I'm gonna head back to the compound myself." Dani remarked, stretching again. "Have fun with your semi-enemies."
"You too." Roxas replied, waving to Dani as she disappeared through a transportation-circle of her own creation, while Roxas broke into a run, spreading his wings and flying towards the group of 'heroes' that battled the horde of Vampires and Fallen Angels. Captain America, Not-Thor and Tony (who was clad in a Hulk-sized suit) were doing the majority of ass-kicking on the ground, with Hawkeye and Wanda sniping at the supernatural creatures and tearing them apart with spells, respectively.
The other three were people that Roxas hadn't seen before. A black guy with a wing-pack strapped to his back, a black Iron-Man-like suit of armour with military-grade weapons attached to it, and what looked like a red guy with a yellow stone sticking out of his head were flying around and providing fire against Milennium's soldiers from the air, in their own way. Black Iron Man with Guns and Red Dude with Stone (that was what Roxas inwardly decided to call the guys in his head, until he received further knowledge) were very effective with respective bombardments of enough military firepower to provide for a squadron of soldiers in Roxas' own PMC on its own, and yellow lasers fired from the stone in Red Dude's head. While Black Wing Guy was... trying, with a pair of twin pistols.
He was certainly a very nimble flier, and good at baiting the Fallen Angels into more powerful firepower from the other two flying Avengers, or an arrow from Hawkeye. So, Roxas thought, he wasn't completely useless and would probably be missed if Roxas hit him with a stray bullet.
"Helloooo~!" Roxas shouted, in a sing-song way, as he dispelled his wings, drew Clarent Galatine and cut through a Vampire that Wanda sent flying into the air, flipped over in the air and landed on the circular walkway directly around the monument, directly between Wanda and Hawkeye. "Guess who?"
Wanda jumped in surprise, and blinked at Roxas pulled out the Vindicator, and fired at three more Fallen Angels coming his way, hitting all three and stunning them enough for Wanda to catch them and hold them in place while Black Iron Man with Guns practically eviscerated them with gunfire.
"Hello, Roxas!" Cap, ever-recognisable by his trusty shield, called out to him. "Didn't expect to see you here!"
"I didn't expect to see me here either." Roxas replied, spreading his Nephalem wings and taking to the air again, before he focused a large amount of Dark energy into Clarent Galatine, and swung it at a quartet of Fallen Angels, vaporizing all four of them on the spot. "Want a hand?"
And that's chapter 41 of Nephalem! Roxas getting with his grandmother and the beginning of the Millennium arc, with the openings of the battles at Hellsing Manor and Washington D.C. This is gonna be fun to write. Also, a cute little scene with Valian and Ingvild, because they're always fun to see. For more than the obvious reasons, I swear.
Anyway, before we leave, I just wanted to notify you about the lemon series... yeah, remember that? I'm planning to bring it back, though I'm not entirely sure who to have Roxas fuck first, since I've got so many ideas of lemons and lemon-scenarios that I could put him and his harem into. So, I decided to make a poll that you can find on my profile, and vote for which babe you wanna see Roxas plough (or get ploughed by, in certain kinky cases) first. So, I hope that you go vote on it.
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 all kinds. 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 (name for it is on my profile)!
Preview of Next Chapter:
Lilith blinked a couple of times before what she thought was Roxas fully came into view, and a small pang of disappointment shot through her as she realised that it wasn't Roxas that she had woken up cuddling... it was a body pillow.
Seeya!