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Chapter 9: Domination Loss (Clueless Edition)

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If someone of the high nobility was asked to described the demon known as Andrealphus, they would have a few choice words that would define him masterfully:

-Beautiful;

-Graceful;

-Arrogant;

Now, there is nothing wrong in being ambitious as he would love to put it, but the Goetic demon was not exactly a... modest individual. Having been groomed since the day he could remember talking and writing to be the most elegant heir their home could muster, Andrealphus was everything his parents had wanted out of a successor.

He was charming, forward and bold but- best of all, wonderfully flawed. As a denizen of hell, it was expected to share a degree of sinful degeneracy- especially if you are part of the nobility. Andrealphus had time to test his own limits when it came to sinning and while he indulged quite the many needs that entailed, he was gifted with the power of ambition and greed.

He sought to have everything and everyone, either directly or indirectly. Of course, that hunger was lessened by the chances of facing entities above his current limits. He was daring, yes, but Andrealphus would never risk his life against those he could easily see as too powerful and incorruptible compared to the rest.

This notion was not born by mere intelligence, but a limiting factor- his magic wasn't as powerful as the rest. In fact, he was born with a mediocre grasp on magic, leaving him to rely heavily on his silver tongue. A clever man, but nonetheless a fragile one if put against someone too powerful to handle.

And in this occasion, he was given a taste of defeat.

It all started with an unplanned self-invitation to her sister's home. It wasn't something he never did before, but it was still amusing to see the reactions of the 'lovely family' he was checking on. Stolas was a darling, but he was plagued by the fact he was extremely introverted and truly a man that loved men. There wasn't exactly much wrong with that as Andrealphus knew how sexually-repressed and -repressing his sister could be, so it was not out of the blue for a Prince like Stolas to be swinging for the other team.

Stella, his beloved sister, was a little harpy. Not a surprise considering she was born in a healthier state, she was given proper tutorship to be a good trophy wife and, wonderfully so, shocked anyone's expectation by securing what many saw as a 'doomed marriage'. She was a hideous child, but she managed to get it to work with Stolas despite her abrasive personality.

Notwithstanding the fact that her hubby was less Hetero than she would have preferred.

Lastly but by far the most interesting up to a few months ago was their darling daughter, Octavia. Little Via was... a child. Too happy for one living in Hell Nobility should be, but that was to blame to her too-soft parents that hardly cared to prepare a proper successor to Paimon's legacy. Shame, truly a shame... but also an amusing reason to bully the silly child into a frightened one.

Oh, but this activity would usually leave him bored and now there were two other targets to have fun with. A little mutt and a cute tiny human~.

As a demon that favored to feast on the weak before reaching for the mightier, the boy was his priority for this little approach. During his visit, Andrealphus was introduced to Alan- what a darling he was! Such a polite little tyke. And even though he was quite bland at first glance, the demon could tell there was more to him.

And as the interaction went, the child proved himself to be deeply amusing. After some time and spending the same grueling chat with Stella and Stolas, Andrealphus wandered off with the excuse he needed a break to the bathroom. The manor was big, but the effeminate Demon had many times strolled its halls, learning its basic composition and thus knowing where to go.

Still, that didn't stop him from actually venturing far enough to ultimately find the three children playing together. Patience was key, but eventually Alan did walk off to potentially check the bathroom too.

"Oh, if it isn't a curious coincidence," Andrealphus greeted right as the boy was in sight. "Hello, Alan."

"Lord Andrealphus."

"Andrealphus is fine, young man," The demon assured with faux kindness. "So, I suppose you and your friends were playing?"

"We were."

"I am glad to see children your age being this earnest to play, " He remarked, and Alan smiled.

"Thanks. Do you want to play too?"

"Oh, I..." Andrealphus was not pleased by this. "I wouldn't want to disturb you all."

"I am not saying with the others. There's a trick I always wanted to try with tall people," Alan assured, his smile feeling a bit too forced to an extent. A ruse? What sort of trickery did the boy have in mind? Oh, the curiosity was eating him up~! "I wanted to show it to Lord Stolas and Lady Stella, but I don't know if they would want to."

"And I would, I think," Andrealphus reasoned, his smile twitching. "How about you show it to me then?"

That innocent concession proved to be far more complicated than he could have predicted. He was brought into an unfamiliar room which turned out to be a storage room servants used to put brooms and other cleaning items in. Within a mere moment, Andrealphus found his footing deprived as magicked ropes shifted and then slammed him on the ground. Not enough to injure him, but enough to distract him for the time needed for the ropes to finish wrapping him up.

"W-What game is this, Ala-"

"You hurt Via many times," Alan interrupted strongly, his voice distorted by dense demonic energy as he stared right at Andrealphus' nervous face. "So, we will get a few things sorted out."

The ropes suddenly tightened and, while for many that would generate discomfort, to Andrealphus it all felt oddly... pleasant. A bit too pleasant at that. His tense body, the tightness of the ropes and the overall feeling of being squeezed like that just jolted him in an odd mood.

"W-What?"

Alan blinked, sparing the tall demon no mercy as he retrieved three papers, a wide smile on his face. "Sign these~."

"W-What are these?"

"Nothing that concerns you~," He replied flatly, leaving the Goetic Demon in a legitimate bind. The more time he wasted thinking over it, the more the bindings made him feel weirdly happy. Too happy for his own liking.

It was an impulsive choice and one done with what was left of his expectation that the child couldn't have thought too deeply about this. With a tiny use of magic, the papers were signed and, right as he finished signing the last document, he saw Via's name there. And a whole lot of legalese that ultimately translated as 'if you hurt any of these people, you are forfeiting your soul to Lucifer'.

"Tha-That's-"

"Nothing that you should concern yourself with. I already told you this, Andrealphus~," The last bit was delivered with a vicious purr-like noise as the ropes tightened even more than before, leaving him with a face reddening at the warm sensation he was being subjected to despite the horrendous development. "You hurt Via, so you will get punished. See you next time, or not!"

Any chance to rebuke these words was missed as Alan just walked away and... left Andrealphus alone in the storage room and bound for what felt like hours. Hours of self-discovery he never knew he would get.

After all, this was the first time he felt so... good~.

"You're pathetic."

Stella had said this many times to many people, but never once she thought her brother would fit in that category too. Then again, it was also true that she was learning things that she didn't expect were real within her social circle. And her family didn't seem to be excluding that too. Here her brother was, tied up like a salami and shuddering and grunting like a virgin slut.

Never once she could have thought of him as a masochist, but she knew better than just limit herself to a detail of the overall situation.

"I-I am not-"

"You were bound by a mere child that used a simple spell. One that all children know how to use," Stella interjected fiercely, glaring at her stupid sibling. "And here you are, tied up by a little boy and turned into a disgusting puddle of pleasure after literally showing weakness. Then again, for a good cause in our regard. Not yours."

The flinching didn't stop, but Andrealphus was not pleased at first glance- tough break, Stella wanted to remark but held back from being too harsh. One thing was to finally have the means to hurt her 'perfect brother' like this and show him his own weakness, another was to also consider that Alan had effectively done what many demons had failed to do.

He used his power in a creative and subtle way to have her brother sign up papers to protect himself and the other kids. As far as it could concern her, there was no issue in him not doing the same with Stolas and Stella. She knew the boy had his lessons in etiquette so the lady was quite aware that trying to 'protect a noble' like this, without their permissions, would be seen negatively. The same didn't go for Via and Loona as both were seen as 'close friends' and 'peers' to him. There could be some reluctance to see this for Via due to her pedigree, but that could be chalked out to the crowd as kids sticking to their friends. Nothing too intense or dangerous just yet.

Likewise, there was a deep satisfaction in knowing that Andrealphus had flaws that weren't common and easy to explain in a positive manner. He was always the arrogant bastard, but now he was also submissive if 'poked' the right way. It was a surprise for sure, but one she wanted to keep to herself.

Stella didn't like her family, but it was there and had given her the chance to be where she was. She would never show any compassion to them, but it made the idea of using this ploy to move her brother around to do her plans enough of a satisfactory resolution to this. By the end of that visit, Stella was left pleased... and confused.

Little Alan had demonic powers that seemed to be more powerful than one should have after that 'little' exposure to Hell's natural energy. A talk with Stolas was needed and...

Maybe a few sips of wine to tame the headache of knowing her brother was into BDSM, the pathetic bastard of a sibling he was...

AN

Andrealphus is 'weird'. Next time... time-skip!

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