So I'd like to point out if I describe someone in the buff and they appear different in the anime/manga, an example is Xenovia in this chapter, what I say to this is I don't watch the anime as it's ecchi bullshit and I don't read the manga, because it's ecchi bullshit.

Once more thank you to those who reveiwed, makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside of my decrepit cesspit of a heart. No answers this time, didn't get any questions. Or at least no super direct questions.

Start

"Due to events that have transpired I believe you deserve this, Ma-chan." Serafall held out a silver rectangular case, the black haired Devil took it and clicked it open, within was a whole azure set of Evil Pieces, he felt the things draw on his energy, each one of them slowly starting to shine in a powerful blue light. Menma closed the lid with his thumb and grinned widely.

"Congratulations, Ma-chan." Said the Leviathan, Menma bowed with a hand across his chest. "Though expect some backlash for backhanding Rias-chan..." She muttered with a sigh.

"She shot me with a fireball. Again. This time I was about to finish the fight." He replied, crossing his arms and frowning. Sera shrugged.

"Witness accounts back that up, but like I said just be aware that something may end up happening." He rubbed the bridge of his nose and nodded, "Kissies..?" She asked, pouting cutely.

"I honestly don't get why you're so hung up on this." He admitted giving her what she asked for, though it seemed to be a cunning trap as she leapt on him and locked her legs behind his back, what followed was a some jolly co-operation under the sheets of the Leviathan's castle.

Sex. They were having sex. Someone was bound to be confused. What with the stealthy hidden manner of which it was spoken about.

Home

Menma, frazzled and unkempt, appeared in his room via blue teleportation circle. "Well at least it gets more tolerable." He admitted with a yawn, "Darkness that woman is a beast." He heard tiny chirps and saw Tia sitting on his bed looking up at him.

"I can smell the sex on you. And here I thought you were just going to be decorated, not to decorate her." Considering the fact that once more he glazed the beautiful Leviathan's face, Menma burst into a fit of giggles.

"Oh you don't even know the half of it, my darling Tia." The dragon merely huffed and curled up, having a nap, "You sleep an awful lot." He commented absently, placing his newly acquired Evil Piece set on his desk and stripping on his way to the bathroom.

"Oh, Menma-kun! Welcome back, what did Serafall-sama want with you this early in the morning?" Asked Asia, smiling brightly as they crossed in the hallway.

"Oh, she gave my my Evil Piece set. It's on my desk if ya wanna have a look at it. I'm just gonna duck into the shower, the woman is insatiable." Her blush, while considerably smaller than usual, was ripe as a cherry at the mental images she conjured up before her mind fully registered the first part of what he'd said.

"You got your Piece set?!" She asked, getting a slow nod in return, "Enjoy your shower!" She said quickly rushing down the hall. Menma shook his head and opened the door to the bathroom and stepped in, throwing his shirt into the dirty clothes basket and dropping his pants.

"Menma-san." Called a voice at the door, Menma half-turned to the holder of the voice. "May I speak with you?" Asked Xenovia, apparently not at all caring for the fact he was naked, or the fact that she was only in a towel, as while he didn't use it, there was an actual bath in the bathroom.

"You may, you're gonna have to speak up though, my hair's pretty good at blocking noise when its wet." He informed, turning on the shower and testing the water before he stepped in.

"Two things, actually." She admitted, dropping her towel, if Menma hadn't busted several nuts that morning he would more than likely be popping half-mast right about now, her body was fucking delicious, she had wonderfully flawless skin, a toned stomach with her abs being visible enough to show how hard she worked for her strength while also not being off-putting, there was something magically erection educing about lady abs, and Xenova was rockin' it.

"Go ahead." He stepped in the shower but didn't close the door watching her get into the bathtub, "My hormones. They rage within me..." Biting his bottom lip to stop himself from giving a glorious battle cry of sexual fury. "Patience Menma. It's a virtue, it'll happen soon." He promised himself.

"I heard you and Asia-san speaking, I would be grateful if you would use one of your pieces on me." Menma's eyes widened a little at that.

"Holy shit this was easy!" He thought, turning away lest she see his massive grin. "I don't see a problem with that, as long as you don't. I'd be more than happy to have you." He said with his most controlled voice he could must at the moment, his mind being flooded by the images of the girl he was speaking to being nailed to the fucking wall with his dick, maybe he did think with his dick more than he'd like to admit, but when it counted sex was the furthest thing from his mind, that's good enough right?

"I would also like to request that you make babies with me. You are a strong man and as such would gift me with strong offspring." Menma paused for a moment with that one, would being a Devil of 'prestige' mean he'd be somewhat obligated to have some form of legacy? Could his children even use magic like his? Having kids seemed to be coming up more and more recently. He'd have to think on this more before making a solid decision, for now he'd have to ask his old man about 'magic contraception' because condoms were fine and all but he wouldn't mind having raw sex once and a while.

It was kind of funny how his entire motivation for kids was the making them, then again that was the best part. "Yeah no, kids can wait a decade. I'll stick to just fucking right now." He amended in his head.

"How's about this." He started, getting her attention, "I'm only 17 and you are..?"

"17, my birthday was not that long ago." She informed.

"Oh, when?" He asked curiously.

"February 14." Menma chuckled with a amused/shocked look on his face, "What?" She asked curiously.

"Your birthday is on Valentines day? Holy shit, what a kick in the teeth. Forgive me for raving about my views, but valentines day is a sack of crap who the fuck thinks one day a year needs to be dedicated to your partner? Isn't it supposed to be every day, the way I hear people go on and fucking on about how important love and all that shit is the more hypocrisy I see in it. That and I find it amusing how nothing is ever good enough, 'Oh we're only going out for dinner, its Valentines day you know' bitch bitch bitch." He grumbled, "Anyway, now I have a new reason to actually do something on Valentines day."

"And what would that be?" She questioned curiously.

"Well it'd be your birthday so I can't just sit in my room being a spiteful fuck. We'll go on some super-awesome-special little day and be a pair of damn good lookin' people, makin' all those saps feel inferior. Whoa I got way off topic..." He seemed to finally realize, the woman in the tub merely shrugged not really minding it, the idea of being with him in a romantic sense hadn't really crosser her mind, he was a very attractive man, no doubt about that but romance never really entered the equation.

She wasn't particularly good at expressing herself, and with Irinia's raging departure she doubted she'd get much better at it, since the girl was always a great deal more expressive, Xenovia was a slight upset with how poorly her partner had taken her abandonment of her vows, but she didn't know what Xenovia knew, the bluenette wished she could un-know what she did now, but being welcomed with open arms was not something she was used to, it was...Comforting, knowing someone she could speak with was literally a few feet away.

"Anyway, we're still young and the last thing I should be thinking about right now is kids. So I'll do you a deal, 10 years from now you and me will curl up into bed one night, stare deeply into each others eyes and then proceed to fuck like savage animals, on the next day we emerge standing naked and proud as all hell and declare to the world, 'More awesome has entered you by force!'."

"10 years...Hm. I suppose that is acceptable, we will be long-lived anyway so it's not like time is a true problem. Very well, Menma-san I accept you as my mate." Menma almost pointed out that she was the one propositioning him, but didn't bother as he felt like it wouldn't really matter to her.

"I should probably get all this sorted with Sona before I bother making some pseudo harem." He muttered, scrubbing his hair, "Not something I'm looking forward to." He could already get a feeling for how that would end up, and thus began to mentally prepare the shit out of himself. "Ooh there's that sinking feeling." He grumbled, only to feel a pair of hands on his back, "There any particular reason you're in the shower with me now?" He asked, she merely flicked her hair away from her face and looked up at him.

"Now that we are declared as mates I don't see a problem with washing your back. It's trivial compared to what we will be doing anyway." She replied, Menma turned to face her idly noting just how fucking dramatic and theatric this would look in his head when he looked back on this moment.

The steamy water pouring over his shoulders, masking one of his eyes with his black mop of hair, he leant forward and captured her lips, it gave him chills they were so soft and warm, her hands reached up around the back of his neck interlocking her fingers through his hair.

Can someone say picture perfect?

Living Room, a short time later.

Clothed by still with slightly damp hair the Uzumaki had gathered his housemates around, "Friendo's I present thee with my Evil Piece set!" He paused for dramatic tension opening the case as it shined brightly from within.

"Wow! They're so pretty, Aniki!" Gushed Tama excitedly, "Can I have one, please please please!" She begged, Menma placed a hand on her shoulder and looked her dead in the eye.

"Calm your budding breasts, Tama I was getting to that." She seemed to vibrate with excitement, Menma shook his head and turned to Gin, Anna and Xenovia. "Xenovia and I have already talked it over but are you two down to party?" He asked with a risen brow, the semi-serious tension caused by the case cut in two purely on how blasé he was about the whole affair.

"Yeah, I guess. Whatever..." Said Gin, yawning absently. Making the swordswoman sweatdrop at his attitude.

"I feel insulted that you felt the need to ask, Menma-sama." Said Anna evenly, Menma sighed and nodded, strange-very strange-woman that one.

"What don't I get to asked?" Interrupted Madara crossing his arms and huffing.

"No, I know how fucking broken you are, no fight would ever be worth doing because I could just be like, I choose you, Jii-sama. Use I-Win." Said Menma with a deadpan getting a serious, sagely nod from his old man.

"This is true, I am pretty great. Alright you may continue." Said Madara with a shrug, sipping on his juice again.

"Ah...Menma-kun, can I..?" Squeaked Asia's voice, her head poked out into the doorway. Menma rose a brow, "Uh, j-join your...Peerage?"

"Asia, are you absolutely sure about this? There will be a lot of battles, a lot of blood and death around us. Do you want to be involved in that?" He asked, while usually he would just accept help that was pledged to him, but Asia was so...Asia. She was too nice to really put the fear of death into anyone and really didn't have much in the line of offensive abilities...Oh wait.

Menma almost slapped his forehead, "Just make her a bishop, she'll get magic bim bam boom, settled." Darkness why didn't that just occur to him immediately.

"I know that, but family looks after one another. And with my Twilight Healing I can make sure everyone gets out of everything alright..." She countered shyly, it was obvious she wasn't much of an 'asker' one could assume because of her Nun-ly upbringing.

"Well, it's your choice. I'm just reminding you of the consequences." Menma produced the silver case and opened it once more, gesturing Tama over he presented her with one of his Bishops, "From what Jii-san has told me of Kitsune's they focus mostly on magic-y stuff, so darling Tama-chan you can be one of my Bishops." Tama was buzzing with excitement, Menma grabbed the small piece with two fingers and placed it against her chest, "I Menma Uzumaki, bind thee Tama as my Bishop to serve as my wise destroyer." The piece sunk into her skin like a rock in water.

Tama felt like her Aniki was hugging her, she was warm all over and she felt like she was going to burst like a water balloon. Contrary to what Tama thought, she was not going to explode like a balloon, in fact what was happening was she was going what every Kitsune went through, a second ghostly tail formed next to her real one, blue magic was surging through her body and forcing her body to adapt, this in turn pushed her forward to the typical evolutionary point of her species. As it stabilized the tail went from ghostly to solid in form, she looked a little taller as well. But it wasn't as noticeable as a second fucking tail.

Menma grinned widely as she held her backside and whined, "Ow..." He pat her head, effectively distracting her from any pain and going into 'bubble cute mode'.

"Well, that was unexpected, you got a second tail, Tama-chan. Congratulations." The girl craned her head and gasped , grabbing both her tail and hugging them, looking up at him like he'd just created the universe.

"You're amazing, Aniki!" She said, awestruck. The Uzumaki just chuckled, he had no idea his power could trigger this great a change in the fox-girl, perhaps she was close to doing so naturally? Or he had more power in him than he thought. Didn't really matter either way, it happened, the how isn't important. He picked up the girl and sat her on the couch next to him, immediately she glomped onto his side.

"C'mere Gin." He bayed the monkey man over, the silver haired man sighed, idly scratching his black furred side and got up, making his way over to the black haired man, kneeling down so he could give him his piece. It was a Knight, Gin found this reasonable, he was tough and definitely more of a melee fighter and the added speed on his already stone-smashing blows would be a devastating effect.

Once more Menma spoke the little mantra and bound the monkey man to him, the black fur on Gin's body gained a blue sheen to it, turning it from slate black to a raven black colour. His silvery white eyes became an icy silver-blue. And his muscles seemed to grow before relaxing, the rush of magic felt intoxicating to the monkey man he felt the buzz still fresh on his mind.

The man nodded absentmindedly and returned to his seat, flopping out and taking a moment to come down from his magical high. Menma watched Gin yawn loudly and stretch like a cat, the surge of magic seemed to do him well, it probably all depended on Gin as to how effective it would end up being.

Anna stepped forward and Menma presented her with the other Knight piece her natural agility would benefit most from the speed upgrade that came with being a Knight, her venom could be applied before anyone would even notice, and having her able to zip about a battlefield inflicting horrible poisonous death upon his enemies would be an incredible asset.

Like the others something ended up happening to Anna, her scales shimmered and changed from black to an abyssal blue, the red underside remaining, though Menma had to jump up and catch her in order to support her falling form, she gripped his shoulder tightly, hissing in pain in his ear, her lower body was covered in a bright azure light that seemed to obscure her whole form. When it died down it revealed her tail and legs had fused to become one large tail, effectively changing the hebi-onna to a lamia. The death glare of the venomous woman did put a slight ice to the veins of the Uzumaki until his old man spoke up.

"Don't worry my dear, Anna. This form is switchable, try and suck all the new magic back into your body and you should change back easily." Advised Madara, rolling his ruby red eyes, before the mans eyes returned to their usual coal black.

The serpent woman was clutching onto Menma for dear life, he tried his best to calm her down but he was obviously bad at this kind of thing, "You have made me feel very uncomfortable." Stated Anna, referring to the fact that right now she was numb from the waist down, and really couldn't do any kind of movement that it required. She had attempted to follow Madara's advice but so far it had been useless as she was far to distracted on the massive change to really concentrate on drawing magic back into her.

"Well here, just sit down until you can move your tail properly and we'll go from there, I'll do my best to fix this, I'm sorry." He never apologized for things he did, but then again this was one of his bunch and Anna had been nothing if not accepting and helpful since he'd picked her up. That and he didn't do this intentionally so was thrown for a fucking loop on how to react to it.

"…" That stare was pretty intense, he'd give her that.

"Who knew you could supe-up Yokai with your magic? Yet another thing a bunch of people will want that delicate little body of your for." Joked Madara, though there was definitely a kernel of truth to it, if it got out he could apparently superpower Yokai into higher stages of their species chain, who fucking knew what would happen to him.

"Xenovia." He said, gesturing the girl over after sitting the now lamia on his couch, the woman found it a little tricky to keep upright at first but with a little help from Tama, managed it. He grabbed the case and paused for dramatic effect, looking at her over the case lid and watching her squirm under his intense gaze, "Will you...!" He whipped out a piece, took her hand into his and knelt, "...Be my Queen!" Sparkly eyes and all, he would commit for the bit.

The girls eyes widened, Madara gasped exaggeratedly placing a hand on Asia's shoulder and one on his heart, "My little boys found himself a wife. I promised myself I wouldn't cry...But it's so much harder in the moment!" Wailed the grown man like a little bitch.

Xenovia was taken aback, mostly by the words of the older man, quickly she pulled the teen up and pushed the hand holding the chess piece into her chest, feeling the magic of her mate flood her system was truly an experience. Menma straight faced kept his hand on her tit the whole time, not even batting an eye as he uttered the command phrase, like with the others the bond was forged easily. Madara could easily spot a great well of magic forming in the girls body though, it appeared due to the sheer amount his grandson had he could easily make sorcerers out of any random creature.

That was good and yet extremely dangerous, it seemed slowly the targets would stack up on his kid.

Xenovia's face was slightly flushed as she felt the new thrumming sensation in her chest settle, grabbing the taller teen by the back of the head and smashing their lips together fitting her body against his easily.

"Why is Aneki is trying to eat Aniki...Should we stop her?" Asked Tama looking up at the snake woman who merely sighed and concentrated on herself at the moment, pulling all the magic in her body back into her core, once more a bright light flooded her form and her legs and normal tail returned, her scales retreating to their usual placing instead of being all over her body. Anna sighed in relief, like a massive boulder had just been lifted off her.

While that form had its advantages, it would take some getting used to, and it did nothing for her nerves to have one giant leg instead of two.

"Xenovia-san is very...Aggressive." Commented Asia quietly, flushed at the sight of it.

"Oh yeah, then again I suppose that what it takes nowadays. Little bastard's probably gonna end up roping himself into some huge conflict, might even die." Said Madara, the levity with which he did so didn't help Asia's thumping heart though, at the idea of her most precious thing, her Menma-kun.

Finally managing to separate Menma and Xenovia panted a few inches apart, "That was awesome..." He commented getting a smirk from the girl who gave him one last kiss before whispering something into his ear and walking out of the room with a little extra something in her gait.

"I'm a fucking wizard of eroticism." Though the Uzumaki with pride, it seemed he attracted sexual escapades with great ease, and having the testicular fortitude to act upon these offers was certainly something that apparently most people his age didn't have. Yet for some reason still complained about the lack of sex, it was odd. "Though who the fuck told her about the bodysuit...Gin you fucker." He glared/stared adoringly at the monkey man who merely raised a thumb.

"Asia-chan, you're up next." He said with a grin, holding up a blue bishop, the girl quickly crossed the room and stood before him, unlike the others there was no grand flooding of light, or extreme sexual advance, Asia did indeed feel the flux of power but was more at peace with it than energized.

"Now if you'll all excuse me. I have some business to attend to." Menma bid them all a short goodbye before booking it down the hall and slamming his door, turning to see Xenovia with her battle suit on, though her delicious honeypot was clearly visible by the lack of underwear, and it seemed to act as more of a pushup concerning her breasts, effectively making it a corset, that and the thigh-high...Battle-stockings? She wore, were doing all kinds of wonderful things to his lower half.

"I cannot explain my love for thigh-highs. And I don't care to." Not one to leave a lady hanging he dove right in, shirt already off and on top of his lady she dragged his lips to hers with one hand whilst exploring his chest with her other.

Menma's hands were quite a bit more entertained with her womanhood, two fingers taking in turns to move in and out of her vagina with practiced ease, unfortunately he had to use his other hand to keep him upright so no breast fondling for him.

All in all, it was a good day. And he was about to paint this woman white on the inside because the old man came through and sterilized the fuck out of him for about a month. It was actually a little off-putting how a little burst of magic to his stomach region could do that, but fuck it. The old man had never steered him wrong and he put his faith in him this time as well.

Feeling she was about ready to action Menma separated their lips, her tongue slightly leaving her mouth in attempts to retrieve its new partner, Menma spread her legs apart and gave her lower lips a loving tongue kiss before drawing his weapon, "Alright, you ready for this?" He asked, though the heat radiating off her body, the flush of her face and the heaving of her chest was more than enough to answer that question.

A quick and impatient nod was his answer, Menma grinned devilishly and quickly flipped her over, slid in and felt like he'd just stuck his dick into an inferno, mushing her face into the pillow to muffle her cries of pain and pleasure as she was penetrated for the first time. Menma gave himself a moment to truly appreciate raw sex for what it was. He could feel everything and it was fucking awesome.

Giving her tight, toned ass a firm slap he shuddered with pleasure as she tightened reflexively, grabbing her beautifully shaped hips he began his assault, slow and methodical at first, because to be totally honest the level of self-control he was having to exude to not cum right now was ridiculous, the difference between condom and raw was that startling.

Or, Xenovia just had the pussy of a goddess, that was also highly possible. He'd believe it at this point.

The girls cries of pain slowly trickled off at the 20 second mark, Menma could be quite happy to say he was pretty well hung, it had nothing to do with the fact he'd been altering his body with magic for the past three years, nothing whatsoever. So he could understand why it took a bit.

Pulling his hand back and slipping it under her battle suit he groped and gripped her ass as hard as he could, enjoying the taunt muscle and soft skin under his grip. "If I died right now, I could die saying I was having the best sex of my damned life." He thought, hunching over her and using only his hips to thrust now, with one hand propping him up he groped and pinched at her busty chest without remorse or restraint.

He felt her insides squeeze against it own and make a sucking motion, her whole body shuddered and she moaned throatily, "Well she came, thank fucking darkness I could barely hold out." Releasing his inhibitions Menma flooded Xenovia's pussy with his cum, silently basking in the godly feeling of release.

"Oh yes creampies are the fucking best..." Was the last conscious thought he had before loosing himself in the flow of sex and pleasure.

End of chapter.

Well we got around to that pretty quickly.

Raxychaz!