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"So, you've had quite a busy time in Kuoh, love." Irene remarked to her King as she circled Raynare and Kalawrner, with the look of a predator. Damian could see approval in Irene's gaze as she looked the two Fallen Angel/Devil hybrids from head to toe. "You know, it must be the Universe's way of humor, giving you sexy and big-breasted women."

Damian snorted as he sat on the couch. "I just think it's coincidence really. I didn't pick because of attractive looks, I picked because of power and potential. As for these two... same reason but also because they can't go back to the Grigori, so I gave them a choice."

"Some choice it was." Raynare muttered under her breath, only to duck her head down when Irene stared at her.

The Queen of the Peerage grinned. "Oh, they've got fire in them. You always do love those who have fight in them."

"You would know." Damian remarked, getting a wink from his Queen.

The Dragon Queen stared at the two Pawns with a intense look that caused the two to shiver in both fear... and arousal. "Oh, I'm going to have fun breaking them in." The redheaded woman grinned.

"Mom, don't fear the fear of death into them." Erza remarked from the bar, where she was pouring herself and Mio a drink, The entire Peerage was here, having returned from their jobs in time for Damian to introduce Raynare and Kalawarner to them, as well as inform them of events in Kuoh.

"Not yet, at least." Damian replied, moving over to the bar, sitting down next to Mio and picking up a glass, which Erza poured him a drink into before moving over to one of the other stools beside him. Raynare and Kalawarner remained rooted to where they the transportation-circle that had taken them from Kuoh to Tokyo were, as Damian lifted the glass to his lips and took a sip.

"So, kid?" Raven remarked, from her position on a nearby couch. "Spill it. What the hell happened over there in Girlfriend Town?"

Damian gave his first knight a glance before taking another sip of his drink. "Well, Azazel popped up here to offer me the job of tracking down four rogue Fallen Angels that were hiding in Kuoh Town, never realized that town was the territory of Rias."

Kuroka snorted. "If you had, you would've been over there in a heartbeat."

Damian shrugged and nodded. "Anyway, butchered several stray priests working for them, so don't be surprised if you watch the news and find a news report of police cleaning up bodies that look like a pack of bears had mauled through them. Afterwards, I encountered one of the Fallen, Dohnaseek his name was, had a fight with him before letting him go... just to stall and have some fun really. Then I met Rias and we caught up, before I proceeded to butcher the remaining priests, though one named Freed got away, killed two of the Fallen Angels and spared these two. Azazel did say he wanted at least one or two brought back alive, but he'd understand if I simply killed all of them."

"So, the Devil of Death knows when to spare his enemies." Raven said with a smirk, mentioning the nickname Damian had gained over the five years. They couldn't exactly call him Angel of Death, so just replace 'Angel' with 'Devil' and you're square.

"Oi, I do know when to show mercy." Damian remarked with a little annoyance at her. "I spared those demigods of Ares last year, did I not?"

"Mm, you did." Irene replied. "That WAS a bit of a surprise, now that you mention it."

"Yeah." Tifa nodded. "Why didn't you just end them? You had more than enough reason to."

"Aphrodite." Was all Damian had to say, which caused several snorts to ring around the room, which caused the Devil of Death to give his peerage/lovers annoyed looks.

"Let me guess, you spare them and Aphrodite fucks you so her boy-toy, Ares, don't complain about it?" Moka asked, crossing her arms under her breasts.

"Basically, yeah." Damian sighed. "Sometimes I think she gets fed up with sometimes. Anyway, it doesn't matter. I know when to show mercy and when not to... I just think killing off enemies is better than sparing them. Back to the matter, Raynare and Kalawarner are now my Pawns, and they will need serious training like we all went through. Irene, you're tasked with breaking them in."

Irene grinned like a predator as she eyed Raynare and Kalawarner. "Oh, I will surely do that."

Raynare scoffed. "Like we're that easy to break, bitch. Just because your the Queen, don't think I can't kick your ass into next week!"

Irene merely smirked in amusement. "You're cute if you think you can kick my ass, sweetie."

Raynare got right in the Dragon Queen's face with a snarl. "Name the time and place, you redheaded bimbo."

"Enough." Damian said sternly and Raynare was forced to back down at his look. "No in-fighting, no fighting at all... unless it's to put disobedient fools in their place or training. Now, if nothing else is important, dismissed."

Damian walked away, needing a shower to wash off the smell of blood and gore on him from the priests he killed, as well as Dohnaseek and Mittelt. Once he turned the shower on, he exited the bathroom and into the bedroom where he saw Raynare sitting on the edge of his bed, her arms and legs crossed with a bored look on her face.

"And what are you doing?" Damian asked, raising an eyebrow.

Raynare shrugged. "Can't I go anywhere I want in this place?"

"You could, but I'm about to take a shower. Irene should be busy whipping you and Kala into shape." Damian said.

Raynare narrowed her eyes. "We're not some damn dogs."

"I'm aware your not a dog." Damian said as he approached her before he brushed a strand of hair off her face. "They tend to be more obedient than you seem to be."

"And here I thought you liked a little rebellion in your women." Raynare said with a snort as Damian's hand slowly cupped her face.

"To some extent." Damian said before he suddenly grabbed Raynare by the throat and lifted her off the bed.

The former Fallen Angel let out a startled gasp as her hands went to Damian's and tired to pry his off before she was brought in close to his face and paled at the glare he was sporting.

"But your far too new to even think of trying to play that game with me... my sweet little Pawn." Damian said in a voice that oozed with false sweetness before he released Raynare and watched her let out a cough as she took several breaths to get air back into her lungs.

"Don't. Ever. Do. That. Again!" Raynare snarled as she looked up at Damian with a dark glare as she rubbed her now sore throat.

"Actually as your new King, I can do whatever I want with you." Damian said with a smirk.

"Is that right..." Raynare said as she slowly stepped towards Damian and looked up at him with hooded eyes, her voice adopting a sultry tone. "Would you take me whenever you wish... my king?"

Damian, having been around many attractive women over the years and developed a large immunity to most of their seductive charms, found his resolve slowly falling to the dark haired beauty before him as she raised a long toned leg and wrapped it around his waist, pulling her groin to his and her breasts pressed firmly against his chest. She raised herself up on her toes with her other foot and licked the side of Damian's face all the way up to his ear before she began to whisper into it.

"Go ahead, take me like a whore, I know that's the real reason you made me and Kala members of your Peerage. You just want two hot former Angels sucking you off and riding your cock when your Devil whores can't satisfy you..." She whispered, grinding herself against Damian , almost moaning at the hardness she could feel growing in his pants and was just about to remove her top when she was suddenly pushed away with a growl from Damian before he suddenly tackled her and slammed her into the wall, hard.

"GAAAH!" Raynare gasped in pain before Damian's arm was pressed to her neck, cutting off her air supply. She struggled to form a spear of Holy light before she remembered that as a Devil, she had lost any and all access to such energies and had instead formed a lance of dark purple demonic energy that caused a shiver to run up her body.

Damian saw the lance and with his other hand, ripped the lance out of Raynare's hand and stabbed it into the wall beside her head, causing her to look at him with large fearful eyes with a burning arousal at their core.

'Wow... she really is into the whole dominant lover thing.' Damian thought before he banished such thoughts rom his head as he leaned in towards Raynare and snarled darkly, the light in the room dimming and the air growing cold.

"I'm only going to tell you this once, and only once, so listen very carefully my little Pawn..." Damian hissed as two large red demon wings emerged from his back and began to slowly angle towards Raynare's face until the wing tips were level with her eyes "I am your King. You listen to what I say and do it when I say. Is that clear?"

When Damian didn't get a response, he growled and had one of his wing tips slowly push towards Raynare's eye before angling it down and began to slowly drive it through the flesh just short of her eye. Raynare made a pained noise as blood began to drip from the area of contact before it was cut off by Damian driving his arm harder into her neck.

"I said... is that clear?" Damian repeated before he was answered with a choked 'Yes' from the woman. Nodding, Damian pulled the barbed tip back and loosened his hold on Raynare's throat slightly. "And the same goes for the rest of my Peerage, ensure Kalawarner gets the message."

"Y-Yes..." Raynare said in a raspy tone.

"Good, then we should have no more problems from here on out." Damian said with a nod as he retracted his extra limbs and released Raynare and stepped back and allowed the dark haired beauty to push herself off the wall and rub her now bruised throat.

"Y-You seem to like choking." Raynare rasped out with a scowl towards Damian.

"So do you." Damian nodded towards her lower body where a light sheen had grown around her groin, her garment damp with arousal.

"Fuck you." Raynare growled.

"Oh, he will be getting that soon enough." A new voice said, causing the two to look over and see Irene standing in the open doorway with an amused smile on her face. It's obvious she had been watching the whole interaction. "I need to speak with our King, so beat it, domme-wannabe, we start in a few hours."

Raynare let out a scoff and left the room, slamming the door behind her. Damian and Irene watched her go, with Irene letting out a snort as Raynare slammed the door.

"She's gonna be especially fun to break, I can tell." The Dragon Queen remarked.

"Well, Fallen Angels, almost as prideful as us Devils are." Damian said while he took off his jacket and hanged it up in the closet before he took off his tanktop while Irene watched him with a smirk, her eyes roaming his exposed upper body and enjoying the sight of his muscles flexing a little with his movements.

"And soon that pride will be consumed with the need to fuck you nearly every night." Irene said knowingly as she walked towards him. "Joining in on our orgies every night... bet you've always imagined fucking a female Fallen Angel."

"Thought has crossed my mind several times." Damian nodded before he looked at her as she stepped so close he could feel her breath. "Anyway, I'm going to take a shower... care to join me, my Queen?"

Irene smirked and snapped her fingers, causing them both to glow briefly before it died down to reveal them both completely naked.

"I'd love to, my King~"


Damian and Irene hadn't even made it all the way into the shower before their lips crashed against each other's in the beginning of a heated makeout session. The Devil/Dragon hybrid lifted one of her legs and wrapped it around Damian's back, allowing him an easier grab of her ass with one hand as she allowed Damian to push her up against the wall, with his other hand sliding up her body and settling on her left breast.

"Mmm~" Irene moaned into the kiss as her tongue met her King's in a battle for dominance. She broke the kiss to let out a sharp gasp upon feeling Damian squeeze her left breast and she reached up to hold his hand there while leaning her head back, allowing Damian's lips to access her neck, which he kissed and lightly bit on.

"As beautiful as ever, my Queen." Damian breathed in her ear, giving one of her perfect ass cheeks a squeeze with the hand that was settled on her ass. No matter how many times he saw his Queen naked, or any of his peerage members naked, they were all perfect. He couldn't believe, even to this day, that he loved them and they loved him in return.

He wouldn't trade it for anything in the world, even the most richest thing.

Irene smirked at him before they resumed kissing, but more softly.

With her free hand, Irene slipped down Damian's body and settled around his rapidly-hardening cock, grinning through her moans as she felt it coming up to full-mast in her hand before beginning to slowly stroke it, in just the way she knew Damian loved. And judging by the moan that came out of Damian as he continued to kiss her neck, he still loved what she was doing.

"Fuck..." Damian breathed as Irene continued to stroke his cock before she claimed his lips again in a heated kiss. The King and Queen continued their makeout while Irene pleasured him orally, so Damian decided to return the favour as he dipped a hand between her legs, causing her to spread them a bit to give him access, and he began to rub her flit with two fingers, getting a moan from the Queen.

Irene brought her legs in to trap Damian's arm, to keep his hand there which was the signal for him to keep doing what he was doing while they continued to kiss, their tongues battling for dominance, with it ending in a stalemate much to their amusement as Irene giggled.

"You've come a long way from the inexperienced little boy I gave myself to." She remarked as she continued to stroke his cock and he continued rubbing her clit softly.

Damian snorted. "Do remember, I had sex with my mother's Queen before I met you, then I slept with Kuroka, then four Vampiresses, one of which became my Rook. I think I've gained quite a bit of experience before we first slept together."

"And yet, you were still a relative sexual novice compared to the kind of man you are in bed now." Irene replied. "Which, again, you've come a long way from."

Damian rolled his eyes and slightly increased the pace of which he worked on Irene's clit with his fingers, drawing out another set of moans from his Queen.

"Well, good thing I'm not a novice anymore." Damian remarked. "So I can still beat your ass, in a sexual context, if I wanted to."

"Go- ahh~ -go ahead, then." Irene replied, smirking.

Damian smirked back before he lifted her up with one hand on her ass, causing her to wrap around him tightly to stay up. He led them into the shower and the warm water hit their bodies, running down. Damian watched, with lust, as a drop of water ran down her cheek, down her neck and towards one of her breasts before stopping on her nipple. He leaned forward and ran his tongue straight up her right tip, flicking her nipple with his tongue before he took the tit into his mouth.

"Ahh~" Irene moaned with a breathless chuckle while she rolled her hips as he rubbed her clit more faster, which caused her to stroke his cock more harder and faster, drawing groans from her lover.

Damian pushed Irene up against the shower's nearest wall, using said wall to keep her up without needing to use his hands to hold her there as she kept working on one of her breasts with his mouth, and used the other now-free hand to get at her other breast, eliciting further moans still from her.

"Yes... ahh~ yes, my love..." Irene moaned, enjoying the feeling of his mouth on one of her tits, his hand groping the other. "You've always loved my tits since you met me. I remember... ohhh~ How eager you were to bury your face between them when we first had sex."

Damian hummed in response as he continued working his mouth on her breast, groping the other. Irene stopped her handjob to wrap her arms around his neck and kicked her feet off to wrap both of her legs around his waist, grinding her pussy against his cock, well the side of it since it wasn't pointed to her pussy. Irene ran her fingers through his hair, leaning her head back against the wall with her eyes shut in bliss.

For several minutes, this is how the King and Queen of the Mammon-Lucifer Peerage remined, with Irene pressed against the wall, her arms and legs wrapped around her King, and Damian with one of her tits in his mouth, squeezing the other, the feeling of the warm water running down their bodies was another comforting feeling in their bliss.

Out of the two, Irene seemed to be the one that was approaching her climax the faster of the two, judging by how her breaths quickened, how her body seemed to shake a little bit with every time Damian's fingers brushed across her clit, by how her grip with her arms and legs seemed to tighten and re-tighten every moment or so.

"I-I'm close!" Irene gasped, causing Damian to speed up his actions and rub her clit furiously, drawing more moans from the redheaded bombshell as she grinded against him furiously, wanting to reach her climax faster. She soon got her wish twenty seconds later as she hit her climax and let out a moan as her pussy juices burst out and leaked down her legs, some of it onto Damian's cock, some of it dripping down onto the bathtub.

Good thing they were in the shower as it did it's job in washing it away.

However, Damian quickly got down onto his knees, placed Irene's legs on his shoulders and buried his face between her legs to start lapping up her pussy juices eagerly. Irene moaned, reaching up to grip the shower head, very much enjoying the feeling of her lover's tongue licking her pussy like a dog that was dehydrated.

"Oh Dami-AN!" Irene gasped as Damian's tongue entered her pussy and he began to plunder her insides eagerly, causing her to let out the mix between a laugh and a moan as she reached down to grip his hair and press his face deeper into her snatch. "Yes! Keep licking my pussy! Ahhh~ So... so good~"

It didn't help (or did, depending on one's point of view) that Irene's pussy was already ultra-sensitive from her previous climax. Her body jerked around a little bit with every time Damian flicked his tongue across her clit, and her moans began to sound like they were mixed with low growls.

Damian, who had been holding her by her knees, moved his hands up to squeeze her thick thighs and gave a almost savage-sounding growl as he continued to orally pleasure her. He always enjoyed the taste of her pussy, of her juices when she'd hit her climax, it was almost... addicting.

"Ahh~" Irene continued to moan before growling and shoving Damian's face deeper into her pussy. "Stay with it! Don't you dare stop or I'll kick your ass so bad, then I'll ban you from ever getting between my legs again!"

'Yeah, I know she means that.' Damian thought and started increasing the pace of his actions, his hands moving to cup her ass cheeks and squeeze them, knead them like they were dough while he continued using his tongue in her pussy. Irene let out moans like a whore as she reached up to squeeze and play with her tits, moving them enticingly.

"Almost there... almost there, keep going!" Irene begged, feeling her second climax of the night approaching due to Damian's very skilled tongue. Her legs wrapped around his head and tightened more and more, to the point Damian felt like she'll snap his neck if she continues to tighten her grip with her legs and he tapped her thigh frantically, causing her to loosen the hold and pull away a little.

"Okay... hot as that was, be careful." Damian told her as he gained his breath back a little. "Though, it's not a bad way to go. Neck snapped while eating out a beautiful woman."

Irene chuckled. "You'd be the envy of men everywhere."

"Like I'm not already?" Damian remarked, returning to eating Irene out, digging his tongue far enough into her that she immediately came, all over his face. Though Damian wasn't stuck with his Queen's femcum on his face for long, as the falling water landed on his face and washed it off.

"Hot." Damian remarked, drawing himself back to his feet. "Now, how about we take this further? And somewhere less slippery?"

It wasn't long before Damian and Irene were out of the shower, washed and dried, at which point they collapsed on Damian's bed, making out like crazy.

Irene moved so she was straddling her King, never once breaking their kiss as Damian's hands roamed her body. From her legs, to her thighs, to her hips, to her sides, to her breasts. He enjoyed the feel of her voluptuous body, loved the fact that it was a body that cuddled with him every night before he goes to sleep.

Irene soon broke the kiss and trailed kisses down his neck, then to his chest, and started going lower and lower, never once breaking eye contact as she came to his cock and gave the tip a gentle, loving kiss before smirking at her prize.

"Now... this dragoness claims what's hers." She said with a dragon-like growl before she engulfed the cock in one and pushed down until her nose touched Damian's skin and she gagged on reflex, pulling back from the deepthroat with a content 'mwah!' sound.

"Fuck, that was so hot..." Damian breathed, getting a wink from his Queen and lover.

Irene sat on her knees as an idea came to her. "I got an idea, well a challenge for you." Damian raised an eyebrow at her. "Whoever cums first doesn't get to be on top until one of us cums due to whoever is on top."

"Heh. Deal." Damian replied, as Irene shifted herself around so she and Damian were in a 69 position, before engulfing and deep-throating him in one swift, pleasurable motion. "Fuck...!"

Irene let out a giggle, muffled a good bit by the cock in her mouth, before pulling back up.

"Might want to get to work, Damian." She remarked, looking back at him and winking before returning to deep-throating him.

Damian chuckled and pressed his face into Irene's pussy, his tongue going as deep as it could inside her pussy to plunder her insides once again. Irene moaned lewdly but continued to suck on his cock, causing Damian, in turn, to pick up the pace of eating out his Queen. Irene mentally smirked and grinded her pussy against Damian's face.

As one would imagine, it very quickly turned into a competition between them, seeing which could make the other cum first. Irene, getting a naughty idea, decided to wrap her large breasts around Damian's cock, and began rocking them up and down, at a fast, yet rhythmic, pace.

"Fuck..." Damian groaned, feeling the pressure building in his cock. He needed to do something fast.

Getting an idea of his own, Damian reached up and began playing with Irene's pussy-lips with his hand, before sliding the index, middle and ring fingers of his right hand in there, and beginning to quickly pump in and out.

"HMM~!" Irene moaned, before twisting her head around. "Damian, that's cheating~"

"And using your tits to pleasure my cock doesn't class as cheating?" Damian jokingly replied through his own moans. "You dragons and your pride..."

Irene rolled her eyes, not exactly having an answer as she returned to giving Damian a titjob, while occasionally leaning down to take his sensitive tip into her mouth and suck on it like a vacuum, drawing further moans from her King. Though said King fired right back by focusing cold energy into his middle finger and warm energy into his index and ring finger as he pumped in and out of her, subjecting her to both high and low temperatures at the same time.

"Fuuuuuuck~!" Irene moaned out, shuddering intensely with so much pleasure that she didn't have the strength to call Damian out for another dirty tactic, before returning to sucking him off.

Damian just smirked. That'll teach her for cheating, though he very much wasn't against her titjob since he did enjoy the feel of her tits. He then added his little finger into Irene's pussy, basically half-fisting his Queen, which made her moan louder.

"Oh, Damian...!" Irene groaned, feeling her orgasm build up inside her from the combination of Damian eating her out in the shower and right here, on the bed. She growled as she engulfed his cock and bobbed her head up and down furiously with 'gluck! gluck! gluck!' sounds filling the room. She wasn't going to lose this, like hell was she losing!

Damian let out a low grunt as he felt an orgasm beginning to build up inside him, which got him to almost panic. Like hell was HE losing, either. In conjunction with his half-fisting, he began licking at and sucking on whatever of Irene's pussy he could easily get at that his hand wasn't occupied with working on. He went at it hard, trying anywhere, everywhere he could, to try and get Irene closer and closer to her own orgasm.

It seemed to be working, as Irene began shuddering and moaning louder pretty quickly, a telltale sign that an orgasm of her own was approaching.

"N-No... oh FUCK!" Irene screamed as she couldn't hold it back any longer and her climax was triggered and quite a bit of femcum squirted from her pussy, and straight onto her King's face.

Irene flopped onto the bed, panting from her orgasm, as Damian licked the femcum that he could reach with his tongue off his face, and scooped up what he couldn't reach with his tongue so he could lap it up that way.

"I win." He remarked with a smirk as Irene huffed and fell on her back.

Damian smirked, positioning himself just right atop Irene before thrusting all the way into her in one swift motion, with the warmth and pleasure that suddenly enveloped his cock (which was already close) causing him to pretty much cum on the spot. There was a couple of second's awkward silence between him and Irene, only broken by Irene letting out a soft sigh as the Heir's first batch of cum flew straight into her.

"That didn't count." Damian remarked, numbly.

"Yeah, obviously." Irene replied, shaking her head. "After you cum next, I'm on top."

"Yeah." Damian nodded, pulling back a little bit before thrusting into his Queen again.

Irene closed her eyes, her mouth opening slightly in silent moans as Damian thrusted at a normal pace. He leaned down and captured her lips in a soft kiss that she returned. While he could just get straight to the fucking like they always do, they did love to have softer, loving moments as a show of their love for each other. Damian's hips continued to go forward and backwards softly as he made out with his Queen, feeling her hands roam up and down his back while he ran his through her lovely scarlet-red hair.

Irene soon broke the kiss and they leaned their foreheads against each other. "H-Harder." Irene said breathlessly, closing her eyes with a moan. "Ahh~ Faster!"

Damian smirked, obeying his Queen's commands and increasing both the pace and force of his thrusts. His hands trailed down from Irene's hair to her back, and then around to her bouncing breasts, which he gently held onto as he continued thrusting into her.

"Th-that's it!" Irene moaned, her eyes rolling in their sockets as Damian continued to thrust into her. "Just like that Damian, hmm~!"

Damian grinned slightly as he slightly upped the speed of his fucking, then had to reach down and grip one of Irene's legs, which he moved to put over his shoulder before he began to furiously fuck her, causing the bed to shake in response. Irene moaned and gripped the headboard tightly, with Damian gripping her wrists to keep them there as his hips became a blur with how fast he was going.

"OHHH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! OH FUCK YES! FUCK MY PUSSY!" Irene screamed like a bitch in heat as she thrusted her hips up in tandem with his own. "I want it! Just like that! Fuck my dirty, slutty pussy!"

Damian could only smirk and enjoy the pleasure of feeling Irene's pussy practically clenching vice-like around him as he continued his work on her. Though he kept one hand on her breast, he moved the other one down towards her pussy, rubbing at her clit to give her more stimulation than she was already doubtlessly getting as he thrust back and forth at the jackhammer-like pace that he was going at.

"HMMM~!" Irene moaned from such pleasure that she reached her third orgasm of the night, but Damian didn't stop just because of this little fact. In fact, he thrusted still faster, as he could feel his own orgasm coming on.

"Fuck, Irene!" Damian threw his head back, and growled as he started slamming his hips against his Queen's pussy, while his cock began to viciously pulsate. "I'm cumming~!"

Damian gave a loud groan of pleasure as he came, shooting his second, and biggest, load of the night inside Irene's womb and Irene moaned loudly as she received it.

Once Damian stopped, he kept himself up, hovering over hi Queen, with his hands on either side of her while his cock was still hard and ready inside her. Irene soon came down from her high before she rolled them over, now she was on top and wasted little time in rocking her hips.

"T-Told you... oh fuck yes... I was going to be... so good, baby... on top after you cum!" Irene said between moans while placing her hands on Damian's chest and furiously rocked her hips so hard the bed shook again

Letting out a low moan as he came down from his orgasmic high, Damian settled into a more comfortable position on his back and allowed Irene to take the lead as they'd agreed she would. He began moving his hips in conjunction with hers (it would've been harder for him NOT to, considering how hard Irene was rocking her hips, there was no way that none of that kind of momentum would end up being transferred to him).

"Damn right, you were." Damian replied, smirking as he watched Irene rocking herself atop him, her ample breasts bouncing heavily with every move she made, and let out a content sigh as she rested her hands on his chest to keep herself balanced. "Fuck... so fucking good..."

"Yeah? You like that baby?" Irene asked before moaning as her g-spot was hit. She threw her head around wildly, causing her hair to fly about, kinda like those stripper dancers that got wild in their dancing and threw their head around. Or when Salma Hayek danced in From Dusk Till Dawn, good movie by the way.

"Fuck yeah." Damian groaned, just watching his Queen dominate like she wanted. Like the Dragon she is, she enjoyed being in control. He did have control until he reached his climax, so Irene was now allowed to have control and take the lead while she rode him cowgirl style.

"YES~! Hhhaaahhh~!" Irene reared her head back and wailed loudly on top of her King. Sweat dripping off her creamy, smooth body as the Dragon Queen bounced up and down on Damian's cock with lust and passion.

Damian's hands settled on Irene's waist, allowing him some more feeling on the woman riding him as she bounced on top of him. He, in turn, began to openly thrust his hips upwards, sending his cock faster and harder into Irene's pussy and giving the both of them more stimulation than they were currently feeling. Irene definitely seemed to like it, judging by how she moaned once again, even louder than before.

"So... fucking... good..." Irene half-moaned half-growled, punctuating every word with her hips slamming down against Damian's thrusting up, with the sound of their bodies slapping together being the loudest in the room, even above all the moaning. "Fuck... so... hot..."

Irene's face had a fuck-silly expression. With her tongue out, eyes rolled all the way back, and her lips forming a happy smile as Damian hammered her cunt into submission. The crimson-haired woman brought herself down to kiss her King passionately. Their tongues wrestling and saliva being traded. Damian's left hand traveled down to Irene's large ass check and grabbed it hard while his right hand grasped her left breast. This caused Irene to break the kiss and continue screaming and moaning like an animal in heat.

"Hurry up and fuck me like I'm a bitch who wants it! Fuck me hard! Fuck me rough! Fuck me like an animal! Slam my pussy! Harder! Make me your slut!" Irene screamed as he sucked on her right breast.

"What the fuck do you think I'm trying to do?" Damian asked, rolling his eyes as he picked up the pace of his thrusts from below. "It's not like I have the most leverage from down here!"

His words fell on deaf ears as Irene kept going, holding onto his chest tighter and tighter with every passing bounce she made, to the point that her fingers were actually leaving marks on her King's chest. She was all-but scratching him with how hard she was holding on.

Damian growled, very much tempted to roll them over and hammer her so she can get her demand of being fucked by her King like she wants it, like she's being fucked by an animal in heat.

'Oh... she'll thank me later for it.' Damian thought. The excitement on Irene's face vanished when he stopped fucking her and started changing their positions. Now he was on his knees behind her as she was on her hands and knees. He placed a hand on her buttcheeks, making her squirm before letting out an aroused gasp when Damian teased her by rubbing the tip of his cock against her pussy's mouth.

"Oh you bast-!" Irene was cut off by a pleasuring moan as Damian shoved his cock fully into her pussy from behind.

He gripped her hips tightly to the point off bruising them as he began to fuck her doggy-style with all his Devil strength, growling demonically as Irene screamed, begged and moaned for more, her tongue sticking out her mouth due to the bliss she was feeling. Irene reared her head back and screamed as her hands clutched the bedsheets.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" She wailed as her ass jiggled each time his pelvis slammed into it. His wonderful cock delivered that sensation of fullness that couldn't be matched by any of her past male lovers. In fact, Damian could rival a male dragon with his stamina and sexual drive, as well as the strength, which made sex a lot more fun and pleasuring.

Grabbing her springing tits with his hands, Damian fondled them with her nipples between his fingers. Noticing Irene's ahegao face, Damian reached for her face and turned her head to face him before pressing his lips against hers. The Dragon Queen melted into the kiss as her King dominated her mouth and body.

After a few more minutes of lovemaking, Irene broke the kiss and looked at him. "I'm gonna cum! You're gonna make this slutty Dragoness cum!" She moaned as her pussy tightened around him. Her eyes rolled back again, and her tongue stuck out lewdly.

And just like that, Irene came. Letting out a scream louder than any of the moans she'd let out before, she found herself squirting femcum much more intensely than the rest of the times she'd hit a climax tonight, with it going absolutely everywhere: all over herself, all over Damian, all over the bed, you name it, it probably went there. At around the same time time, Damian hit his own climax, filling Irene up even more than she already had been, though the sounds he made during his own said climax were fare more muted than Irene's cacophany.

The scarlet Dragoness' body seemed to seize up in the immediate moments after her climax, after which she seemed to just go limp and drop down onto the bed, arms and legs splayed out everywhere. Damian smirked, pulling out of Irene and settling beside her, a satisfied grin on his face.

Damian pulled Irene close, with Irene placing her head on his chest and draping one leg across his waist with a content sigh as Damian traced circles on her hip. The two just laid there, basking in the afterglow of their passionate lovemaking.

"You're amazing as always." Damian remarked to her as he kissed the top of her head.

Irene smiled and leaned up to peck his lips. "And you're just as vigorous as ever, my love. Honestly, I can't wait until you marry Rias and she joins the fold. Imagine a foursome with you... me... her and Erza~"

The sexy thought made Damian's cock hard again and Irene grinned as she reached down to stroke it when suddenly Raven entered the room, only giving a blink at the sight of her King and Queen naked, though it was very obvious to her what they did.

"Couldn't have let us join in an orgy?" She remarked, a little annoyed. Damian and Irene just shrugged, causing Raven to roll her eyes before she got to the reason she came. "We have a job."

Damian raised an eyebrow. "From who?

"This came directly from the leader of the Youkai Faction herself. Her daughter has been kidnapped..."


Sorry for the long wait in making this chapter, I do need time in trying to create another ten to post, and I do have SlashFan2018 working with me on this but he hasn't always got the time to help so it puts things on hold a bit, plus I am helping him with his story. The one with Raylix, not Nephalem of Gremory since that's completed now.

Hope you enjoyed the sex scene between Damian and Irene.

Harem: Rias Gremory, Akeno Himejima, Raynare, Kalawarner, Yubelluna, Xuelan, Karlamine, Tiamat, Yasaka, Kuroka, Gabriel, Grayfia Lucifuge, Serafall Leviathan, Venelana Gremory, Kiyome Abe, Seekvaira Agares, Esdeath (Akame Ga Kill), Irene Belserion (Fairy Tail), Erza Scarlet (Fairy Tail), Tifa Lockhart (Final Fantasy), Raven Branwen (RWBY), Moka Akashiya (Rosario + Vampire), Mio Naruse (Testment of Sister New Devil)

Peerage:

King: Damian Mammon-Lucifer.

Queen: Irene Belserion

Knight: Raven Branwen

Knight: Erza Scarlet

Rook: Tifa Lockhart

Rook: Moka Akashiya

Bishop: Kuroka

Bishop: Mio Naruse

Pawn 1: Raynare

Pawn 2: Kalawarner