It was just over a week later, and a week and a half since the battle that had come to be known as 'Operation Divorce'. His red eyes dully focused on the patch of land in front of him, in a secluded fenced-off area of the Gremory Manor's large gardens, he shuffled himself slightly as he looked around at everyone who'd come to pay their respects to the deceased Duke Gremory.
Alice, Venelana and Rias were all in various states of tears, ranging from open sobbing (courtesy of Rias who was being hugged by Mirajane) to numb and silent sadness (courtesy of Venelana). Sirzechs, Grayfia and Millicas all stood together quietly. Some of the heads of the other Clans had come and gone throughout the day to pay their own respects, with appearances also being made by some of those not among the Devils who had fought in Operation Divorce, such as Dr. Strange, Dulio and Tobio.
Roxas hadn't said much during the service, mainly listened to others talk about his grandfather: sharing favourite moments, fondest memories, stories of how great a fighter, how great a Clan Head, a father and a friend he'd been in life. Partly down to not feeling like he had much more to add that was worth sharing with those in attendance, and also partly down to… honestly not feeling like it was right for him to be there. Grandfather or no, Roxas would be the first to admit that his overall relationship with Zeoticus, over the course of his life… hadn't been great. It was only recently that the pair of them had made any kind of concerted effort to mend their relationship, and now he was dead.
And it was thanks to Roxas that that was the case now. It was HIS decision- against Palutena's own better judgement- to move to Greece that had brought Hera's wrath down on him and Palutena, kickstarting the events that had led up to Opeartion Divorce, in which Zeoticus had taken part in- and died in- a week and a half ago. Roxas could only avert his eyes from the patch of land that Zeoticus was buried within, right beside the first Gremory, in an attempt to bring any small amount of ease to his own guilty conscience. When that turned out to not help in the slightest, he removed himself from the fenced-off area that served as the Gremory Clan's personal graveyard, mumbling something about needing his own space to his parents as he went.
Once he was far enough away from everyone else, the Nephalem let out a sigh, scratching an itch that formed at his lower back with one hand while checking his phone with the other. Even if his guilt didn't feel all that eased now that he was away from his grandfather's corpse, he did feel a bit better alone. Without all the concentrated mourning around him, he felt a little less…
"Roxas?"
Roxas started slightly, and turned around to see Gabriel slowly approaching him, clad in little more than a simple light-pink dress. When she came close enough to him to do so, she quickly proceeded to wrap her arms around the Nephalem, who returned the favour after a couple of seconds' hesitation.
"Oh, Roxas…" Gabriel whispered. "I truly don't have the words. I'm just so, so sorry that this is something you had to go through."
"Thanks." Roxas mumbled, holding on to Gabriel's pleasantly warm body as she kept the hug going. "I remember feeling like this when Vasco died, and when Elsha died, even if she eventually came back. Doesn't get any easier, does it?"
"It doesn't." Gabriel replied, resting her head on Roxas' shoulder. "It really doesn't. I've lost more brothers and sisters-in-arms than is probably possible to count, and I've felt like how I'm sure you're feeling every time. Wondering about all the could, the would, the should… it can be overwhelming, at times."
"I'm sure it is, for you." Roxas nodded, waving a hand to form a bench out of his Nephalonic energy for him and Gabriel to sit down on, next to each other. "How do you manage to deal with… this? I was only just beginning to feel better after Vasco and, you know-"
"Oh, Roxas." Gabriel whispered again, briefly spreading her angelic wings and using them to pull Roxas closer together, before wrapping an arm tightly around him again. "If you ever need someone to talk to, if things are getting a bit much, I'll always be willing to listen. Anything at all, I'll do what I can. That's how I was able to deal with everything, talking things through with my fellow Angels. And it helped: quite a lot, in fact."
"Heh…" Roxas chuckled, closing his eyes and continuing to enjoy the feeling of Gabriel's body up against his own. "Might take you up on that sometime, Gabriel. If Palutena and Lilith are busy for whatever reason, and you aren't."
"Glad to hear it." Gabriel replied, pulling back from her one-armed hug and leaning back against the bench. Roxas did his best to not allow his eyes to drift over to the Angel's bust, which bounced slightly with her movement. "Lilith would definitely be good to talk to, considering how emotionally mature she is, even under her… nature." She trailed off slightly, looking like she was holding back a blush for a second or two, before turning back to Roxas. "Even as far back as Eden, as far as I've been told."
"I guess that comes with the territory, given how old she is." Roxas replied, reaching above his head and stretching for a second, before something within what Gabriel had said clicked in his mind, and he looked over at her. "Wait, Eden?"
"Hm?"
"As far back as Eden?" Roxas repeated, back to the blonde Angel. "How did you know that Lilith's EVER been in Eden? Unless-"
"Unless I knew she used to be Eve?" Gabriel completed Roxas' sentence for him, a smile coming back to her face. "You knew, too?"
"Yeah, Lilith told me a while back." Roxas replied. "How did YOU find out? Or is that just common knowledge up there in Heaven?"
"No, it's not." Gabriel let out a small giggle as she replied. "I was told. Michael told me. He knows, too: better than most, I'd say."
"Better than most, huh?" Roxas asked. "Actually, hang on, don't tell me… Michael was Adam, wasn't he?"
Gabriel let out another small giggle, and nodded. Roxas broke out into a temporary smile, for the first time of the entire day, letting out a chuckle of his own.
"Had a feeling." He remarked. "Most powerful on… what used to be my end used to be Eve, most powerful on your end is Adam? Just kind of makes sense, you know?"
Gabriel nodded again, before standing up.
"I'm sure Lilith told you that it'd be easier for us all if knowledge of her being Eve didn't get out to the rest of the supernatural world." She remarked. "Well, the same rings true for Michael being Adam, okay?"
As Roxas nodded, Gabriel leant down and gently pressed her lips against his.
"Good." She replied, drawing herself back up to her full height. "Sorry I can't stay longer. I think I'll give my condolences to Sirzechs and the rest, then I've got to get back to Heaven. We'll talk again soon, Roxas."
"Bye." Roxas nodded, standing up himself and dispelling the bench he'd created earlier with a wave of his hand. As he watched Gabriel leave, he took a breath, considering heading back to Zeoticus' grave to say goodbye to everyone (as the crowd surrounding his grave seemed to be a bit thinner than it was when he'd first arrived about an hour ago), though as he was about to make his move back to where everyone (as in, everyone who was still there) was, something- or someone- caught his eye.
It was a young-looking woman: definitely an adult, yet slightly younger-looking than Roxas himself. In the one second it took for Roxas to take in the sight of her, he immediately identified that she was… fucking gorgeous.
Looking to be only a couple of inches shorter than Roxas himself was, jet-black hair down to her lower-back that also framed her cute face and dark-grey eyes, large bust, thin waist, wide hips, large butt… it was like she'd been made with all the (physical) aspects that Roxas appreciated. The outfit she was clad in- a short black skirt that stopped only just below her crotch, thigh-high black boots with light-blue trim, and a pink jacket atop the skirt, certainly didn't hurt either.
The girl in question looked at Roxas blankly, not even casting an eye over at Zeoticus' grave. Roxas looked back, with the pair of them holding their respective gazes for a few seconds, before Roxas broke the silence.
"Can I… help you?"
The woman's head tilted slightly, as she took a couple of steps closer to him, her eyes still unblinkingly focused solely on him.
"My mate." She spoke, her voice rather quiet but still with a rather sultry energy to it. "Greetings."
"Uh, hi." Roxas replied, raising a hand in casual greeting but not taking any steps closer to the strange woman. "Do I know you?"
The woman blinked, taking another step towards Roxas. She was within arm's length of him now, as her head tilted in the other direction. She continued to stare at Roxas, not even blinking: something that the Nephalem found slightly creepy, and enough cause for him to subconsciously raise his guard, in case something were to happen. He couldn't sense any hostility coming from the woman in front of him, but just in case…
"You have no need to be afraid, my mate." The woman replied, the neutral expression on her face remaining. "I have no intention of harming you. The opposite, actually."
"Roxas?" The Nephalem heard Alice's voice calling him from back at Zeoticus' grave. "You coming back, or are you just going to keep spacing out over there?"
"Be back in a second!" Roxas called back over to his great-grandmother, looking over as he did so. When he looked back at where the mysterious and slightly-creepy dark-haired woman was in front of him, he blinked at the fact that she was… not there anymore. He looked around a bit, wondering if she'd just moved behind him, or around him in some other way, but found that she was simply gone, as if she was never there.
Weird, Roxas thought, as he turned around and headed back to his grandfather's grave, where only his parents, aunt, aunt's Queen, grandmother and great-grandmother remained. After bidding everyone in the group a temporary farewell, a transportation-circle was all it took for Roxas to head back home, after which he found himself in for another surprise-
"Hiii, Roxas~!" Serafall called, positively leaping off the couch that she, Fianna and Valian were sat on and bouncing over to Roxas, wearing what looked like nothing but a t-shirt (that stretched to a rather extreme degree against her sizeable bust) and panties. Roxas almost tripped over himself in surprise at both Satans- the last of which he'd seen of them being in a MUCH worse situation than they looked to be in now- alive and well in his living room. Fianna- dressed in a simple black dressing gown- suppressed a giggle at her best friend's energetic nature, only electing to raise a hand in greeting to the silver-haired Nephalem. Valian, meanwhile, simply looked over in Roxas' direction, nodded in greeting to her King, and returned her attention to the show she was watching on TV.
"Serafall? Fianna?" Roxas looked from the former Sitri Heir to the former Phenex Heir in surprise for a couple of seconds, as his brain struggled to catch up with what he was seeing. "What're you doing here? I thought you were on the edge of… ohh." He looked over at Valian. "It happened, didn't it?"
"To Fianna, yeah." Valian replied, without even looking away from the TV, as the man on screen growled to his wife about being the one who knocks, or something like that. "Got my Bishop pieces upgraded to Mutations so I could put one of them in her. Serafall woke up, and-"
"And she begged Valian to turn her, too." Fianna replied. "Apart from her being a good addition, part of me thinks you just turned her to shut her up, Valian."
Valian remained silent, though didn't hold back a small smile from creeping onto her face, a sight that made Fianna smirk, and Serafall pout.
"Turn you…" Roxas blinked, looking from Serafall to Fianna again. "So, you're both-"
Serafall and Fianna, in unison, replied by unfurling their wings. Serafall's ten Devil wings- rather than the black they'd been all her life- had turned white, just like Roxas' own Devil wings had once he'd become a Nephalem. Fianna's flaming wings, however, had turned from fiery yellow to shining silver, which immediately caught Roxas' eye. He let out a low whistle in appreciation.
"Damn. Nice wings, Fianna." He remarked. "Cool as fuck."
"Yeah!" Serafall replied, turning around. "Why do you always get to be the cooler one out of the pair of us, Fianna?"
"By being a Phenex, duh." Fianna replied, letting out a short snort as Serafall stuck out her tongue at her before responding in kind.
"It's great to see you both alive and well, whatever the circumstances." Roxas cut across the pair of women before they had the chance to continue with their argument. "Two less potential deaths on my conscience, at the very least. Though I can't help but wonder, since you'll obviously not be allowed to continue in your positions anymore: who's going to replace you as Satans?"
"Diehauser'll be taking up my mantle as Leviathan." Serafall replied, in a far more even tone than what Roxas was used to hearing out of her. "I've had him in my office as basically my Number Two for ages, he can run my side of things among the Devils, no problem."
"I've got a shortlist of potential successors for the position of Satan Asmodeus." Fianna replied. "With Devils on that list including, but not limited to Erechus Bael, Alistair Agares, Usa Vassago, Falbium Glasya-Labolas and Achilles Astaroth. I've left instructions for the Devils' Ministry of Military Affairs as to how I want my successor to be chosen, they'll take care of it."
"Right, fair enough." Roxas replied. "Well, as long as you had SOME kind of plan, I don't really mind. Just didn't want some Devil twats coming up here to pester you about who you want as your successors."
"Yeah." Serafall nodded, bouncing up a bit closer to Roxas and leaning forward, a grin on her face. "We can get to more important things… hehe."
Roxas noticed Fianna rolling her eyes, from her position on the couch.
"So soon, Serafall? Really?"
"Hey!" Serafall rounded on Fianna. "Don't pretend like you didn't want to do this, either! Hell, given how you were acting this morning, you might actually want Roxas even more than I do right now!"
"You know what, I'm just gonna go upstairs." Roxas muttered to himself as Fianna and Serafall's argument continued. Yawning and stretching, he made for the stairs, figuring that he could at least get out of the clothes that he was currently in before thinking about doing anything else. Though once he got into his bedroom, and just as he pulled off his shirt, he heard the door being pushed further open behind him.
After turning around and seeing who was standing in the doorway, Roxas couldn't help but smirk.
"Three-way?" he asked, looking between Serafall and Fianna, who looked at each other, before looking back at him.
"Three-way." The two former Satan replied in unison, before practically pouncing on their King's King. Fianna got to him first, laying her lips on him gently while resting a hand on his bare chest, pushing him back towards the bed. As the Nephalem slipped backwards onto the bed, Serafall was the first to join him on it, all-but shoving Fianna out of the way to crash her lips against Roxas' in contrast with the former Asmodeus. The former Leviathan wasted no time in straddling Roxas, holding him down at the chest with both hands as she did so.
Fianna, shrugging at Serafall's eagerness to lay hands on Roxas, instead making for his pants and tearing them off of his body. His underwear came off with the pants, too, causing his cock to spring up, already well on its way to full-mast.
"My, oh my~" Fianna whispered, unable to stop herself from licking her lips as her eyes zeroed in on Roxas' cock, which involuntarily let out a little twitch in the Greek afternoon air. Leaning down and slipping her blonde hair out of the way, she leant down, opening her mouth and slipping Roxas' cock into it, before closing tightly and opening by lightly sucking on it, like a vacuum. While currently occupied with kissing Serafall while being held down, Roxas couldn't do much but let out a muffled moan while writhing around beneath the pair of former Satans.
Fianna began bobbing her head up and down, starting slow at first but still keeping her mouth tight around his most sensitive area while reaching below and beginning to gently play with his balls beneath, focusing minor heat energy into her hand as she did so in order to draw out more pleasure from the man that she'd wanted, had heard about from Serafall. Now that she was in the position she was in now, and with him literally in her hand (and mouth), Fianna knew that she'd have all the time in the world to do whatever the hell she wanted with him, with Serafall, with all the other exceptionally attractive women that seemed to have surrounded the former Gremory Heir.
She couldn't wait.
"Hmmph!" was all that could escape Roxas as Fianna's mouth slid up and down, down and up, all over his cock. He could feel the inside of her mouth getting hotter, and that heat getting transferred to his cock, and it felt fucking AMAZING. Even if he wasn't able to fully convey it thanks to being pinned down and occupied with making out with her, Serafall seemed to be able to notice and pulled back, letting out a lustful giggle at the sight of her lover in such a state.
"Enjoying yourself down there, Roxy?" she asked, smirking. "Because I know I'm enjoying myself up here." She twisted around, looking over at Fianna, and her smirk increased in size. "Heh, looks like Fianna's enjoying herself down there. But I can think of a way to make it even… better~"
Winking, Serafall lifted herself off of Roxas, slid off the bed and moved over to where Fianna was. Tapping her on the shoulder to get her attention, the diminutive raven-haired Devil-turned-Nephalem leaned over and whispered something unintelligible (to Roxas' ears at least, from where he presently lay) into her best friend's ear. Whatever she whispered to her, Fianna seemed to like the sound of, as she pulled back from her lover's mouth and balls, and stood up.
A flash of fiery energy that engulfed Fianna's entire body briefly illuminated the room, to such a point that Roxas instinctively narrowed his eyes for a moment, but once he'd opened them, he got to take in the sight of Fianna completely naked, the dressing gown she'd previously been in now gone, reduced to ash that was quickly removed from the area with a wave of her hand.
"Tch. Show-off." Serafall snorted, pouting temporarily before she reached up at the shirt she was wearing, and simply tore it off herself, tossing the remains aside. The same fate befell the pair of panties that she wore, leaving her just as completely naked as Fianna was. Roxas could only smile, satisfied at the sight of the two absolutely gorgeous formerly-Devil women standing in front of him, naked as the day they were born. He was already twitching before, but he was positively THROBBING now.
"Come on, Sera." Fianna remarked, jerking her head over towards Roxas, who shifted himself further up the bed into a more comfortable position. "Let's see if your pleasure-plan works as well as you think it will."
"Oh, it will." Serafall replied, climbing onto the bed and crawling towards Roxas' right side, rubbing her hands over her tits. "Believe me, Fianna. It will~"
Fianna let out a small snort, before joining Serafall and Roxas on the bed, crawling towards the latter's left side, and also rubbing her hands over her tits. She shared a look with her fellow Bishop as she did so, as said fellow Bishop leant forward and proceeded to engulf a majority of Roxas' shaft with her tits, an act that almost instantly had Roxas throwing his head back and moaning out loud. His cock, and just his entire crotch in general, was still warm from the heat-enhanced blowjob/massage that Fianna had been giving it minutes earlier, and to feel something as cold as Serafall's breasts (she must've been infusing cold energy directly into them with her hands, that had to have been what the rubbing earlier was for) directly on his warm cock, was definitely a bit of a shock to Roxas' system. A pleasurable shock, but a shock nonetheless.
"Hehe, I think he likes it." Serafall giggled, adjusting her position on the bed so she could get more and more of her breasts on and around Roxas' cock. "You gonna join in, or just watch, Fianna?"
"Join in, once you shift over so I've got a chance to join you, Sera." Fianna replied, adjusting her own position on the bed so she could move in closer. Serafall, shrugging, pulled back a bit, focusing her efforts on the top half of Roxas' shaft, and delivering the occasional lick to his cock's bulbous, twitching head, that was already leaking precum something FIERCE.
"W-wait!" Roxas moaned out, looking from Serafall to Fianna again. "Fianna, a-are… did you-?"
"I did." Fianna replied, raising a finger and gently laying it on Roxas' lips, easily shutting him up. "For you, Roxas. Enjoy." Winking, Fianna shifted her breasts towards Roxas' cock- which had been very much cooled down by Serafall's ministrations, and pressed them down around the lower half of his shaft, the two pairs of tits fully engulfing the male Nephalem's member. Rather than just being warm, Fianna's tits- in contrast to Serafall's- were outright HOT, so feeling such a stark temperature contrast on his most sensitive area had Roxas throwing his head back again and moaning out loud, louder than he'd done in quite a while. He tried to writhe around, but the combined efforts of Serafall and Fianna were more than enough to keep him lying back on the bed, unable to do anything but just enjoy the double-paizuri plus extreme temperature-play.
"You were right, Sera." Fianna remarked, as she and Serafall switched places after a moment, so her tits heated up the colder top half of Roxas' shaft, and Serafall's cooled down the warmer bottom half. "He definitely likes it."
"Of course I'm right~!" Serafall replied, smirking as she adjusted herself slightly, and wrapped her tits a bit more firmly around her lover's shaft, before beginning to rock them up and down her half of it. "Why is everyone surprised when I turn out to be right?"
Fianna shrugged, and like Serafall before her, delivered a gentle lick to the tip of Roxas' cock, before going a step further and engulfing said tip in her mouth once again, pulling on it with nothing but vacuum-like suction.
"Ahh, fuck, fuck, fuck…" Roxas moaned out, practically in a trance at how well the two former Satans worked together in unison to dominate him. As the pair of them switched places on his cock again, he let out another loud moan and involuntarily spasmed in place, thoroughly enjoying the double-paizuri. He almost didn't even notice his cock beginning to throb particularly hard within the confines of Serafall and Fianna's impressive racks, with a certain release beginning to build up around that area. All he could do was moan out loud even harder and spasm harder still, before practically screaming out loud as his climax finally crashed over him. Fianna- her mouth still around Roxas' tip- let out a muffled squeal of surprise as her mouth suddenly found itself invaded and filled by Roxas' cum. It came as such a shock to the former Asmodeus that- though she tried at first- she wasn't able to hold all of her lover's load in her mouth. She eventually gave in, and allowed some of it to dribble out of her mouth, all over her lower chin, all over Roxas' cock and all over her breasts.
The blonde Nephalem swallowed what she could, as she pulled back from the sticky mess that she'd helped create, swallowing what was left of Roxas' cum in her mouth as she did so and took a couple of breaths.
"Damn…" she groaned, looking from Roxas' twitching rod, and the mess surrounding it, to Roxas himself, who was panting even harder in the aftermath of his climax. "You sure know how to fill a girl up, don't you Roxas?"
Roxas, in the state that he was in, could only nod, a goofy grin present on his face.
"Told you that he does, Fianna." Serafall remarked, smirking as she crawled closer to Roxas, laying a kiss on his cheek and reaching around him to pull him on top of her. "Now it's MY turn to get filled up!"
Roxas, who seemed to have recovered from his post-orgasm shakes, leaned down and pressed his lips against Serafall as the former Satan reached down with one hand, feeling for his still-hard cock and guiding it towards her pussy, which he could feel and see was sopping wet. With her other hand, Serafall grabbed Roxas by the back of the head, and pulled him close enough to her that she could lean up and whisper right into his ear.
"Fuck me, Roxas~" Serafall whispered in a low, husky voice that Roxas didn't even know that she was capable of making with her own mouth. But he sure as shit wasn't about to say no to Serafall, as he proceeded to thrust forward in a single, clean, forceful motion all the way inside her, letting out a low moan of pleasure as he felt his cock being enveloped by her hole. Serafall, by contrast, let out a much higher and louder moan, almost instantly wrapping both her arms and legs around Roxas' back to make him unable to fully pull out. Not that Roxas would've considered pulling out in the first place, not when Serafall was right there beneath him. Letting out a lustful growl, he pulled back a little before thrusting forward again, with enough force to shake the bed that he, Serafall and Fianna were all on. He then began to work himself into a regular rhythm as he thrust into her again and again.
"Ohh, fuu~uuu~uuu~uuu~" Serafall moaned out, unable to finish her word with every time Roxas jolted her entire body from the force of his thrusts. "J-just like th-that, Ro-"
Roxas leant down, claiming Serafall's lips in a tight kiss that decently muffled any noise coming out of her mouth, as Fianna watched on.
Serafall surely wasn't kidding, she thought, as a hand trailed down to tease her own nether regions. She'd heard more than enough about Roxas' sexual prowess from Serafall after the Kokabiel incident in Kuoh several months ago, after which she'd managed to get Roxas all to herself for three whole days, the majority of which they spent screwing each other's brains out. The former Satan Asmodeus had almost tired of her best friend's constant squeeing about this, that and the other thing that Roxas had done to her during those three days, and her to him, and that was to say nothing of the time that they'd managed to seduce the Sitri Heir- Serafall's little sister- and her Queen into a quick foursome at the very school that said little sister and her Queen attended (which Serafall had also recounted to her, several times, in quite some detail). But it was one thing to hear about your best friend getting screwed by a guy that she positively compared to several Gods of Lust, and quite another to SEE her getting screwed by that guy in question.
It was hot. Fianna loved it. She wanted to see more… she wanted to get in on the action.
Letting out a lustful sigh of her own, Fianna moved onto the bed beside where Roxas and Serafall were going at it, her dark-blue eyes well-fixed on her fellow Bishop and her King's King. As Roxas pulled his lips back from Serafall's, the former gasping slightly for air, Fianna instantly made her move, moving forward and pressing her own lips against Serafall's. The sudden kiss caught Serafall off-guard, to the point that her grip around Roxas' back with both her arms and legs slackened slightly. Only slightly, but enough for Roxas to pull himself free of the four-way lock of her limbs around him. Serafall didn't seem to be put off by that, however, instead reaching out to Fianna to pull her in closer to her as the pair of them made out, though continuing to let out one long, continuous moan that seemed to jolt in sync with every thrust that Roxas made into her.
Fianna was all too happy to deepen the kiss between her and Serafall, reaching across her body and groping her tits as they bounced around, and letting out a moan of her own as Serafall returned in kind, running her hands across her chest. After a couple of seconds, Serafall pulled back from the kiss, looking from Fianna to Roxas and back again.
"H-hang on, Roxas. G-got an idea."
Roxas slowed down, eventually pulling out entirely as he looked down at Serafall, who initially shuddered at the feeling of her lover's cock leaving her body, but moved herself over towards- and eventually on top of- Fianna, shifting herself down to the point that both of their sets of lower lips were level with each other, twitching before Roxas and his own twitching cock, which he continued to stroke in order to keep it hard.
"Come on, Roxy…" Serafall whispered, wiggling her hips in front of him. "Have your way with both of us~"
Roxas let out a snort, before guiding his cock back towards Serafall's pussy, pausing a second, and then shoving it back into her. Grabbing both former Satans at the same time and pulling them towards him. Growling lustfully, he began to thrust into Serafall again, harder than before. Serafall could only let out a loud moan before Fianna leaned up and captured her lips, wrapping her arms around her in order to pull her closer. Serafall did the same in return as Roxas' hands settled on Serafall's back, gripping onto it as he continued to thrust, hard and fast enough that the constant sounds of his hips slapping against Serafall's own were the sound that dominated the room, rather than the moans that came out of the three Nephalem.
"Yeah, this was a great idea, Sera." Roxas remarked, keeping his moans down as he sped up his thrusts inside Serafall, prompting even louder moans from her. Pulling her and Fianna slightly closer to him, Roxas unexpectedly pulled out of Serafall, causing her to gasp in surprise right into Fianna's mouth, before lowering himself slightly and thrusting right into Fianna's pussy, eliciting a loud moan straight into Serafall's mouth from the former Asmodeus. One that became a lot louder in the male Nephalem's ears as Serafall pulled back, looking around at her lover.
"H-Hey!" Serafall moaned, her face red and sweaty, her hair dishevelled as she did her best to glare at Roxas. Though given her present situation, it couldn't help but look like she was pouting, rather than glaring. "What's the big idea, Roxas?!"
"Just felt like I was in the mood for something different." Roxas replied, punctuating his next few thrusts into Fianna with a hard slap of Serafall's ass, drawing out further moans from her. Then, without any warning, he suddenly pulled out of Fianna's pussy and thrust into Serafall's, causing Serafall to let out a shriek from the sudden jolt of unexpected pleasure. "Better?"
"B-better!" Serafall could only moan out, her eyes shaking in their sockets as she twisted her head back around and leant down to return to kissing Fianna, with the two former Satans' moans of pleasure/frustration mingling together as Roxas continued his thrusts, occasionally switching out Serafall's pussy with Fianna's as a sleeve for his cock.
Like with their breasts before, but to a lesser degree, there was a definite temperature difference with the inside of Fianna and Serafall's pussies, with Fianna's being the hotter and Serafall's the colder. Fianna's also squeezed his shaft a lot more tightly than Serafall's, and while Serafall's might have been a bit looser around his shaft (but still relatively tight, comparing against everyone else Roxas had fucked in his life), hers was much, MUCH tighter around where his tip- the most sensitive area- got when he went all the way into her. Both were different in their own ways, but overall equally pleasurable to thrust into. Having both of them so close to each other, to switch out at a second's notice, was just icing on the proverbial cake for the Nephalem. It was also helping him build up to another certain release, that could well end up as something even larger and better than the last one had been several minutes ago.
"Ahh, Satan below~!" Fianna moaned out, as Roxas kept up his thrusts inside her. "R-Roxas, you're p-pulsating again…"
"He's close- AHH!" Serafall moaned out, letting out another shriek of pleasure and gripping the bedsheets as Roxas pulled out of Fianna and buried his cock in her, continuing at the same pace as before. "Y-you're close, aren't y-you, Roxas?"
"Goddamn right I am." Roxas growled, nodding as he found himself gripping Serafall's ass even harder, as his thrusts got faster and faster and harder and harder as well. "And I do believe it's your turn to get one of my loads, Sera."
Serafall let out a muffled squeal of delight as Fianna kissed her, while Roxas' thrusts got even faster and even harder, before he let out a low growl as he hit his second climax, dumping his next load directly into her womb. Rope after long rope of the Nephalem's seed filled up the former Leviathan's pussy, eventually overfilling her. Roxas held his cock in Serafall's pussy for a moment or two, even after he stopped feeling his most recent load exiting his cock, before slowly pulling out. He couldn't help but smirk at the sight of his cum oozing out of Serafall's overstuffed pussy and womb, trailing down her and Fianna's crotches and collecting in a sticky, messy pile on the bed below them, with some of it even dripping down further than that onto the floor.
"Heh." Roxas chuckled, stretching himself and taking a couple of steps back. "Hey Sera, Fianna, fancy taking this to the shower?"
Serafall- after rolling off of Fianna and taking a second to look down at herself in the aftermath of having been creampied by Roxas again- and Fianna looked at each other for a second, then up at Roxas before making their own moves to get off the bed.
"I'll take that as a yes, then." Roxas remarked, more to himself than to them, before turning around and heading towards the bathroom door, leaving it open for Serafall and Fianna to follow him inside. Serafall was the one to shut and lock the door behind them.
"Alright Rias, Akeno, hold back Bluenote!" Roxas ordered his two Bishops, looking between his team's three remaining opponents across the field. "Valian, think you can handle the pipsqueak?"
"You forgot that I handled her just fine before, right?" Valian remarked, stretching her arms, equipping her Balance Breaker armour, and dashing towards Rudiger's Queen, as Rias and Akeno spread their wings and made for Rudiger's dark-haired Bishop. Given how Roxas and Rudiger's game had been interrupted, it had been proposed that the Rating Game between the two of them be replayed, which both parties were more than happy to agree to. And now, a couple of weeks later, now over a month since the initial Rating Game that had been interrupted, Roxas and Rudiger's peerages were doing battle once again.
It had been a fun match, all things considered, far more even than the first time that Roxas had faced Rudiger. The strongest Reincarnated Devil seemed to have learned from the (incomplete) first Game that he and Roxas had fought in, and ended up deploying his units far more smartly than Roxas had been ready for. Though due to the advantage that almost all of Roxas' peerage had in terms of raw power over Rudiger's, they were able to keep their opponents at bay and even take some of them down, even if it came at the cost of some of the more valuable players: namely Akasha, Roxas would've loved to have kept her around for the extra points she would've netted him, whether they'd won or lost. At this point in time, Roxas' group was down to four members left (Rias, Akeno, Valian and himself), versus Rudiger's three (Bluenote, Tatsumaki and himself), and the match seemed to be heading towards its final stage.
As Rias and Akeno engaged with Bluenote, and Valian engaged with Tatsumaki, Roxas looked across the field- sword in hand- at Rudiger.
"It'd be bad for me if I gave up here without a fight, no matter the easy points I'd make." Rudiger remarked, stretching and forming magical energy around himself as he stepped towards Roxas, spreading his Devil wings. "So come at me, Roxas, let's have the fight that we never got to have before!"
"Sounds good to me!" Roxas remarked, drawing Clarent Galatine in both hands and dashing towards Rudiger, immediately opening with an overhead swing that Rudiger pushed away from himself with a pulse of magical energy. Slightly caught off-balance by the sudden magical push, Roxas swung around at Rudiger with one of his legs, attempting to kick him in the head, but Rudiger quickly raised one of his hands and caught Roxas' leg before it could make contact with his head. Grimacing at the effort it seemed to take him to halt Roxas' kick in its tracks, Rudiger pushed Roxas' leg away from him with the hand he'd used to catch Roxas' foot with, while using the other to fire a powerful blast of demonic energy straight into Roxas' face from point-blank range.
The Nephalem let out a growl of pain at the point-blank attack, thrown further off-balance a bit by the attack, spread his wings to keep himself balanced, and took a couple of jumps back to put some distance between himself and Rudiger. Calling his own power to his hands, he let out a growl and thrust his hands forward, sending a few bolts of Twilight energy at Rudiger, who responded in kind with his own bolts of demonic energy. Roxas' bolts of energy won out in terms of power, and Rudiger was forced to put up a shield of his own to protect what remained of Roxas' energy-bolts from hitting and damaging him. As the last of the energy-bolts fizzled out of existence against Rudiger's barrier, Roxas charged up another volley of energy-bolts, though Rudiger retaliated first by quickly charging up a less powerful bolt of demonic energy, but instead firing it at the ground in front of Roxas, kicking up a great amount of dust and dirt around the Nephalem, enough that Roxas almost wasn't able to see through it towards Rudiger.
Slightly thrown, Roxas sent out several formed bolts of Nephalonic energy, in a wide spread in hope of hitting Rudiger with at least one of them, though judging by the lack of a yell of pain from him, he could only guess that none of his shots made their mark. Rudiger seemed to reply by firing more bolts of demonic energy around Roxas, at the ground to kick up more dirt and dust around him, eventually fulling obscuring his vision.
Almost right on cue, what felt like a giant fist slammed down onto Roxas from above, forcing him off his feet and flat onto the ground. Letting out a groan of surprise and pain, Roxas tried to get back to his feet, but felt it more difficult to than it would normally be. With great effort, however, he was able to pull himself back to his feet and brace himself for what felt like a giant hand coming towards and slapping Roxas, across his entire body. This time, however, Roxas was able to keep himself on his feet.
'Psychokinetic strikes, that's gotta be from Rudiger's Queen.' Roxas thought to himself, as he felt it more difficult to move than it usually was. 'Hard to get up, increased gravity, that's his Bishop. And-'
By instinct, Roxas raised Clarent Galatine as he heard a bolt of demonic energy whizzing through the air towards his head. The bolt was deflected to his side, out of the dust-cloud that he stood in the middle of, with a low grunt of pain meeting his ears less than a second later. A much louder blast of energy- along with the sound of charging electricity, rung out from that same direction, followed quickly but a much louder yell of pain, and the thud of someone dropping to the ground.
Roxas spread his white Devil wings and charged forward, out of the dust-cloud, Clarent Galatine firmly in one hand, as the announcement that Bluenote had been Retired from the game rang out across the battlefield. He quickly scanned the area around him, noticing that Valian seemed to have distracted Tatsumaki away from him, and that Rias and Akeno had shifted their attention to Rudiger, who looked back at them with a slightly annoyed expression on his face. Waving his hands in unison with each other, Rudiger conjured immense spears out of his own demonic energy and launched them at Rias and Akeno. The pair of Bishops were only barely able to get any kind of shields up for themselves by the time the spears Rudiger conjured were upon them, and by then it was too late for said shields to sufficiently stop the spears.
Rias let out a small gasp as the spear Rudiger threw at her penetrated her stomach, her eyes locking with Roxas as she faded away in a haze of blue light, with Akeno doing the same a second or two later. Before the announcement that Roxas' two Bishops had been Retired from the game, Rudiger made to turn around and face Roxas… but he didn't even get the chance, as Roxas dashed towards him and drove Clarent Galatine through his back, not stopping until he'd stabbed all the way up to the hilt.
"Can't say I didn't try…" Rudiger muttered to himself, just loudly enough for Roxas to hear him, before falling down and disappearing from the arena in a haze of blue light, signifying his Retirement from the game.
The Rating Game was over. Roxas had won.
"Thirty-five percent." Roxas remarked, taking a gulp of his drink. "Could've done better. I REALLY could've done better."
"Yeah, you could've." Imogen, forgoing her jacket and just sitting next to Roxas in a tube-top, a skirt and boots, remarked, idly tracing the rim of her glass with one finger. "What did Rudiger walk away with?
"Fifteen-point-seven-nine percent." Roxas replied. "There was just his Queen left. He lost, those eighteen points get cut down to nine."
"Yeah, I was at that whole explanation thing, too." Imogen remarked, smirking as she picked up her glass, and raised it. "Either way, to a well-earned win."
"Heh. Yup." Roxas smirked, tapping his glass against the dark-haired Belial Heiress', before downing the rest of his drink, as did Imogen. "Hey, Rodin, another couple for me and Imogen!"
Rodin, from the other side of the room, turned and nodded to the Nephalem as he finished pouring a drink for a Fallen Angel on the other side of the bar from where Roxas, Imogen and their respective Queens were sitting.
"So, who's next for you?" Imogen asked, putting her glass back down on the bar. "After the most famous Reincarnated Devil in all of Hell, they can't be throwing anyone bigger than that at you for your very next match."
"How about said most famous Reincarnated Devil's King?" Roxas asked in reply. Imogen looked over at him for a second before bursting out laughing, slamming her fist down on the bar a couple of times.
"Fucking hell, really?!" she forced out, between laughs. "Wow, that's… that's something, alright."
"Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up, bitch." Roxas muttered, lightly shoving Imogen as Rodin came back towards the two of them, snapping his fingers in order to refill their glasses before moving towards some other patrons that required refilled drinks. "Who've you got?"
"Aezix Amon." Imogen replied. "Amon Head. Haven't seen much of him in terms of the Games. Might be interesting."
"Or a boring fucking stomp." Roxas replied, shrugging. "Either way, I'll be cheering you on. How's the kid?"
"What kid…?" Imogen asked, blinking, before a look of realisation seemed to dawn on her face. "Ohh, the New York kid I told you about. Yeah, I've got Tiki watching him for now. Haven't heard much about him from her as of now, but it's not like Spider-Stray gave the kid world-ending power or anything. Just higher-than-normal physical ability, the ability to stick to walls and to shoot web out of his wrists."
"Just his wrists?" Roxas snorted. "Not anywhere else?"
"No, just the wrists. At least as far as Tiki and I've observed." Imogen replied, picking up her refilled drink and taking a gulp out of it. "Though the whole 'shooting web' thing might actually not have come from the Stray."
Roxas picked up his own glass, raising his eyebrow in a non-verbal indication that he wanted Imogen to continue with what she was talking about.
"Tiki reported to me about a fight that the kid got into about a week ago. Against a guy much, MUCH bigger than him." Imogen continued. "Dude had to practically be more muscle than flesh and bone, from the way she was talking about him. Anyway, he got the kid by the wrist," she put her glass down and grabbed her own left wrist with her right hand, to indicate what her familiar had told her. "And for the rest of the fight, the kid wasn't able to shoot webs out of that wrist."
Roxas hummed, taking a gulp of his own drink.
"Hmm. Maybe Muscle Man just broke the kid's wrist, and him being able to shoot web depends on his wrists being… not, that?" he asked.
"Maybe." Imogen shrugged, turning around on her stool and looking over at Roxas. "Though Tiki thought she caught something being attached to the kid's wrist, and theorized that THAT'S what the kid was shooting web out of. She didn't quite get close enough to find out for certain."
"So you think the kid's got some gadget to shoot his web out of?" Roxas remarked. "Wouldn't be the craziest thing I've seen a human from around there put together with his own two hands. What're you planning to do about him?"
"Honestly? Not sure." Imogen replied, shrugging. "Though if I had any spare pieces, you can bet your ass I'd be trying to recruit the kid. But I don't, so I can't. Only other thing I can think of is letting Wanda know about it, so she can take it up the chain with her Avenger friends."
"Well, it's your call." Roxas remarked, downing the rest of his drink. "I'm not your daddy, Imogen, I'm not gonna tell you what to do."
"Not out here, anyway." Imogen replied, smirking before downing the rest of her drink. "But I'm sure you'd know all about that, Roxas."
Roxas simply rolled his eyes in reply, but didn't deny the Belial Heiress' remark, prompting her smirk to grow slightly larger for a moment.
"Oh, something else you might know about?" Imogen continued, as Rodin filled up their glasses again. "Some gossip I've heard around the Underworld involving you and the as-of-yet-Heir-less Lucifer Clan."
"What, that?" Roxas looked over, before a look of realization dawned on his own face, just like the one that had dawned on Imogen's earlier, before turning towards his Queen. "Oh, shit. Valian?"
"Hmm?" Valian looked over at Roxas, still taking light sips out of her own drink, which Roxas was pretty sure hadn't been refilled at all since they'd come in.
"Can you ask Venelana to set up a meeting between me and Lilith about that whole Lucifer-Clan-Heir stuff?" Roxas asked. Valian nodded, slowly downing the rest of her glass and sliding off of the stool that she was perched on.
"Sure. I can go do that right now, if you want." She remarked. Roxas smirked, bent down and gently smacked Valian's ass, by way of thanks.
"Thanks. See you later." He replied, turning back to Imogen as he heard Valian making her way out of the bar. "Anyway, yeah. Lilith asked me to consider the possibility of becoming Heir of the Lucifer Clan. And… hopefully I'll get to talk to her about what that really entails. You might be getting fucked by the Satan-damn Lucifer Heir soon, rather than the former fucking Gremory Heir. How does that sound?"
"Hot." Imogen replied. "Maybe as hot as you fucking the adoptive daughter of a Satan sounds."
"Heh, maybe." Roxas remarked. "You don't sound too surprised that Diehauser's soon to be a Satan."
"And honestly, I never was." Imogen replied. "He was always hanging around with Serafall before… what happened happened, so if anyone were to become the Leviathan, it'd probably be him."
"Yeah, fair enough." Roxas replied. "Hang on, though, aren't you the Belial Heiress? Wouldn't Diehauser becoming Leviathan make you Belial Head?"
"Oh, don't fucking remind me…" Imogen growled, lowering her head into her hands. "I couldn't give two shits about being Belial Head. Maybe Dad'll get his dad to come out of retirement to be Head if I deny the offer to become Head. Though that'll likely eliminate me from the line of succession anyway, as if the fact that I'm a Devil/Dragon Hybrid didn't already. Which… whatever."
"Right." Roxas nodded, as Rodin filled up their glasses yet again.
The drinks and conversation between the former Gremory Heir and Belial Heiress continued for a while, until the Gates of Hell was almost utterly devoid of customers, sans the two of them plus Imogen's Queen, who had consumed more alcohol than both Roxas and Imogen put together… at least five times over, and strolled through a transportation-circle as if nothing happened once Roxas and Imogen left the bar together, the former after paying off his tab to Rodin. As the two Hybrids stepped out into the street, with Imogen slipping her hand into Roxas', Roxas looked over at the Belial Heiress.
"Hey, Imogen?"
"Hmm?"
"Been wondering about something recently, just popped into my head." Roxas remarked, shoving his free hand into his pocket. "Remember the whole Young Devils' Rating Game Tournament thing? And when everyone had to stand up in front of the Elders and tell them their dreams?"
"And when I basically told those shrivelled-up assholes to go fuck themselves?" Imogen replied. "I'd need a pretty big knock on the head to forget something like that, Roxas. Why?"
"Thought just came back to me about what your dream could be, is all." Roxas replied, stopping and looking over at Imogen. "I like to think that you'd be more willing to just tell me, on my own, than a panel of, as you said, shrivelled-up assholes. Won't judge, promise." The Nephalem added, jokingly drawing an inverted cross across his heart with his finger, eliciting a small giggle from Imogen.
"I guess if I were to tell anyone, it'd probably be you." Imogen replied, stopping as well as she looked around to make sure that there was no-one around, before looking back at Roxas and letting out a breath. "Truth is, I've got more than one main dream knocking around up here," she vaguely gestured to her head with her free hand. "Two, to be exact. And out of those ones, I couldn't really think of one that those old farts wouldn't mock the shit out of."
"Uh-huh." Roxas nodded. "And they are?"
"Well, the first one is to find out what happened to my parents." Imogen replied. "My real parents, I mean. Adopted, and all."
"Fair enough." Roxas replied, shrugging. "Does Diehauser not know?"
"Honestly? He probably does." Imogen remarked. "I asked, but it's pretty damn clear that I'm not gonna be able to get anything out of him, even if he did." She sighed. "He tells me some variant of "it's not worth worrying about" every time I try, and I know that I'd just get a bigger version of that if I'd gone and said that in front of everyone."
"So, best not to bother." Roxas replied. "Understandable. What about the second one? You mentioned you had two, yeah?"
"I did…" Imogen nodded, averting her eyes from Roxas for a second or two before looking back at him. "But it's kind of… embarrassing. Way too embarrassing to say in front of the Elder twats."
"But I'm not the Elder twats, am I?" Roxas replied, pulling Imogen slightly closer to him. "I said I wouldn't judge, remember?"
"Yeah… I do…" Imogen replied, pulling away from Roxas slightly, before letting out a slow breath. "Alright. It's… to spend my life with my mate, okay? As in… you."
Roxas saw Imogen's face going red as she spat out her second dream, as she did her best to try and avert her eyes from his. Resisting the urge to smirk, he closed the distance between himself and Imogen, taking a gentle hold of her again and prompting her to look up at him.
"Okay." Roxas replied, simply, before leaning down and pressing his lips against Imogen's in a kiss that she was all too happy to return. The kiss between Infernal Dragon and Nephalem lasted for a couple of seconds before the two slowly pulled apart, holding each other.
"Can I stay at yours, tonight?" Imogen asked, her voice almost a whisper. Roxas let the smirk that he'd been trying to hold in for the past moment come out, waving one hand to open a transportation-circle back to his villa.
"Thought you'd never ask." He replied, gently pulling himself free of Imogen's hold and walking towards the transport-circle. Imogen was more than happy to follow, before the pair of them disappeared in a flash of silver light.
Roxas let out a low breath as the feeling of sleep slowly left him. It was the next morning, as he could tell by the sun peeking through his closed curtains. As he opened his eyes a tad, he noticed the nude form of Kiyohime, sleeping peacefully and in the nude in the aftermath of the threesome that she, Roxas and Imogen had gotten themselves into the night before, pretty much right after they'd gotten home from the Gates of Hell bar. Roxas could only smile as he remembered how Kiyohime had practically forced herself into the middle of him and Imogen's makeout.
Neither of them minded in the end, though, what with how incredible the aforementioned threesome ended up being.
Roxas turned over, with the sun's rays getting too bright in his eyes to be comfortable, and as he was able to open his eyes a bit further, his smile widened at the sight of Imogen's nude form, slowly riding and falling in pace with her breaths. He suppressed a yawn while stretching as best he could with the limited space he had in the middle of the bed. Though judging by the feeling and sound of Kiyohime stirring beside him, maybe he hadn't suppressed his yawn enough.
"Haah~ morning." Kiyohime tiredly greeted Roxas, turning herself over in bed so she could face her master and mate, as said master and mate turned over himself so he could face her.
"Morning, yourself." Roxas replied, allowing the young Dragon to cuddle up closer to him. "You alright after last night."
"More than alright." Kiyohime replied, cutely burying her head in Roxas' chest for a second or two before looking up at him. "I'm hungry. To go again."
Roxas let out a small chuckle, and adjusted his position so he was more comfortable while Kiyohime's form was wrapped around him.
"Are you, now?" he asked. "Well, that could be arranged, I think."
Kiyohime grinned, and whatever move to come further onto Roxas was interrupted by the sound of a throat clearing, and the sound of someone else moving over on the bed.
"You're really gonna leave me out of this?" Imogen asked, rubbing her eyes with one hand as she looked over at Roxas and Kiyohime, before wrapping her other arm around him and pulling him closer to her. "Really?"
"Good morning to you too, Imogen." Roxas remarked, resisting the urge to roll his eyes as he noticed Kiyohime pouting slightly, and crawling over to the pair of them.
"Maybe if you let Roxas go, I'll let you have a turn." The niece of Tiamat remarked to Imogen, a small growl entering her tone as she did so. "I had him first, this morning!"
"You might've, but I had him first last night." Imogen replied, drawing herself up a bit further. "And I've had him more overall since we started going out. And probably better, at that."
"Better?!" Kiyohime growled, drawing herself up a bit further in turn, though due to her diminutive size, that had slightly less of an impact than Imogen doing the same. "What do you think you're implying there, halfling?!"
"I'm not implying anything, kid." Imogen smirked. "Maybe don't jump to conclusions like that, you might end up getting messed up if you do that in the wrong way."
"I'll mess you up if you don't shut up, Imogen!" Kiyohime growled again. "I'm warning you!"
Roxas rolled his eyes, and sighed at the two Dragons' antics.
"Ohh, you're warning me, huh?" Imogen growled in return, letting go of Roxas and drawing herself up even further. "Ooh, scarry." She remarked, sarcastically. Kiyohime's nostrils flared at the seeming insult, and looked like she was about to dive at the Belial Heiress, but suddenly, inexplicably, her eyes began to slowly roll backwards in her head before she dropped down onto the bed, lightly snoring.
"…What?" was all Imogen could say in response to what happened, before she, too, met the same fate.
"What?" Roxas seemingly repeated, looking from Imogen to Kiyohime and down at himself, half-expecting to feel himself dropping off to sleep at any moment, but in spite of having just woken up, he felt no tiredness. Especially not the kind of tiredness that would drop him back to sleep in an instant like Imogen and Kiyohime seemed to. As he looked up again, he started slightly as he saw someone who definitely had NOT been there before, last time he'd looked at that specific spot. It was someone… familiar.
"Better."
Roxas immediately recognised who was standing in front of him from the voice. Even if he'd only heard it once over the last couple of weeks, it'd been so… unique, that he wasn't about to forget it in a hurry.
"You, again?" Roxas remarked, immediately tensing up as the woman came closer to him, slowly climbing onto the bed, her head tilting slightly as she looked at Roxas. "Who are you? What do you want with me?"
The black-haired woman initially didn't reply, only continued to crawl up the bed, coming closer and closer to Roxas all the time. Within a moment or two, she was practically right on top of him, looking blankly at him for a couple of seconds.
"Who am I?" the woman spoke, her head tilting in the other direction as she continued to look at Roxas. "I suppose that you could call me… Ophis."
"Okay, Ophis," Roxas replied, sliding a bit further up against his headboard as Ophis came closer to him. "What do you want with me?"
"What do I want with you…" Ophis repeated, slowly as she came to a stop, between Imogen and Kiyohime's slumbering forms, and continuing to gaze at Roxas. "I want to mate with you. That is what I want."
In the span of the next couple of seconds after those words from Ophis met his ears, Roxas' brain short-circuited, shut down, rebooted and was forced to reprocess those words once again.
It was only after that he was able to stammer out. "What? I mean… why?"
"Why…" Ophis repeated, quietly. Roxas' brows furrowed as he waited for an answer, which came after another few seconds of silence. "I have been observing you, for some time now. Your power went through a sudden spike, and it attracted my… attention. Through observing you, I have concluded that you would be… the ideal mate for me."
Ophis then moved forward again, going in for a kiss with the silver-haired Nephalem. Roxas found no way that he could get out of this situation in the next couple of seconds, and reflexively closed his eyes and braced himself for whatever would happen, but nothing seemed to come. As the sound of the knob on his bedroom door turning, he opened his eyes, and found that Ophis was gone, as quickly as she'd arrived in his bedroom. Roxas straightened himself up as his bedroom door swung open, with Venelana on the other side as she stepped inside.
"Oh, hey Vene." Roxas greeted his grandmother, pushing himself into a more respectable sitting position. "You alright?"
"Hey, yourself." Venelana replied, smiling as she looked over Roxas and his two lovers of last night, who still continued to sleep. "I'm alright. Just got some breakfast from downstairs, Serafall and Fianna knocked it out of the park this morning."
"Wait, Sera and Fianna are making it today?" Roxas blinked, before making more of a concerted effort to pull himself out of bed, which Venelana let out a small giggle at.
"No need to rush yourself, they're making more than enough for everyone." She remarked. "Also, main reason I'm up here: I heard back from Lilith."
"You did?" Roxas slowed himself down as he got out of bed, not making an effort to cover up his nude form as he moved to pick up his discarded clothes from last night.
"I did." Venelana replied, her eyes trailing towards Roxas' semi-hard cock for a moment before flicking back up to his face. "I've managed to set up a meeting between you and her about the whole Lucifer Clan-Heir business, for tomorrow afternoon at her castle."
"Tomorrow afternoon, her castle, got it." Roxas repeated, nodding. "Thanks. I'll be downstairs in a minute."
Venelana hummed, and retreated from the room, shutting the door behind her and leaving Roxas to get dressed, in the same clothes that he had worn the night before. Just as Imogen and Kiyohime began to stir out of the inexplicable- and temporary- sleep that Ophis had placed them in, the Nephalem was gone from his bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
And that's the 62nd chapter of Nephalem done, only three more to go until the end! Since I'm so close to the end, I think I'm gonna be taking a small break from OA&A for now, and just working through the last few chapters of Nephalem so I can dedicate all of my focus into a fic I'm, to be honest, far more passionate about. Because, I mean, we're so close to the end of Nephalem, so why not finish it, right?
The dust has finally settled from the whole Hera-business, and Roxas has two new hot babes locked into his ever-growing harem: Serafall and Fianna! Because, come on, there was no way that I was actually gonna kill either of them off for good, never mind both of them!
Ophis has also finally, FINALLY revealled herself to our favourite Nephalem, and you can bet your ass she'll be making more moves in the future.
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