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Chapter 17: Gym Smell
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With Ophis somewhat under my control through the usage of candy, affection such as headpats and cuddles, and even playmates in the form of Veres and Shirone, a rather interesting dilemma enters within the mindset of mine- what to do with this nuke?
After all, we are not talking about a normal nuke- we are talking about the ultimate bomb if fully unleashed. At this very moment, if aimed precisely, Ophis can easily stomp most of the known world fighters. Sure, there are 'counters' to her, but scuh a move would require a degree of awareness- and if you have a nuke, you don't mention it unless you have the means to 'protect' her.
So, while it felt like the ultimate cock block since I couldn't show her around and tell others who she was without getting screwed big time, it was all within good reason. Still, I told Burga and kind of made her shit her panties, but it took the rest of the girls a while to realize what was up.
Even Kuroka, someone that had experience with obscure lore from the Underworld was somewhat unfamiliar with Ophis. She still understood there was some gravity behind this switch of allegiances due to Ophis being introduced as 'someone that could easily compete with Great Red and definitely flex on the cringelord'.
Nonetheless, there was to say that I felt like Ophis' allegiance to me was rather limited to just her not being forced to do stuff I told her to do. Kind of a 'bought neutrality' than an outright alliance. Still, that didn't stop me from doing something very important: break the Khaos Brigade before it turned into a pain in the general butt.
After all, the groups may share some points in common, but if that was diverted then an outright division could be obtained. Kill two groups, leave the Heroes to be claimed as my little army of goodness and charity. Sounds simple? I didn't exactly get all of that done in a day or two. I had to get some preparations done to fuck with canon a bit more.
And while I was busy with these preparations, Ophis decided to press me on something she had kept to herself for a while and, surprisingly enough, bothered her a bit.
"How did you stop me in time?" The Infinity Dragon inquired right as I was finishing preparing a gift for some of the heroes- I mean, I can't exactly expect them to just bow down to me and let me have fun with them.
Back on the main conversation, I found myself blinking at Ophis. Such a question was quite fair for someone that was unaware of the training I went through to 'expand' what my Sacred Gear could do.
"Well, that's simple. I cheated God's limitations."
...
"What?"
"I suppose that sounds a little preposterous, but the thing is... it is not," I remarked truthfully. "You see, God made these Sacred Gears with a thought in mind: these should be used only by humans. Their power are thus untouched when used by humans- but, what happens when a Devil takes one for themselves? What happens then?"
Ophis blinked. "Nothing new. No Devil can 'break the limits' with their magic alone."
"That's right. And that's God's Limitation. He created a secret rule within the Sacred Gears that makes those unable to properly advance his Gift to levels that would be worrisome. He curbed the chance of Devils to abuse the system for their own gains by turned the Sacred Gears into 'restricted tools' even within the mightiest creatures- Devils, Vampires, Werewolves. Even neutral creatures such as Dragons and good entities such as Angels can't use the full potential of the Sacred Gear."
"...And how did you do that? You're a vampire," She stated calmly and I grinned.
"Am I?"
Ophis frowned. "You-"
"Am I a full-blooded vampire?"
"No... you are a Dhampir."
"Which is the union of a human and a vampire. I am half-human, half-vampire. I can walk under the sunlight without issues and still enjoy all the powers of being a Vampire- I am, by nature's own anomalous decree, an exception to the rule."
"Really?" She asked quietly, tilting her head to the side.
I nodded. "It was something I realized early on. I mean, I managed to break the rules on how to apply the timestop beyond my gaze's limit, so it kind of stuck out that something was up."
"And how did you learn of this?"
"Well, I kept on training the Sacred Gear until I could use it without calling its name, then without any major limitations while using it and... yeah, that's pretty much it."
"That's... all?" Ophis asked. "Isn't there more?"
"To be fair, I doubt God had considered then option of these creatures making hybrids. Even now being born like that is seen as a taboo. Look at Devils and Vampires for example."
"So, what if there's a half-Devil half-Human Sacred Gear User? Would they too be able to unleash their potential in a similar manner?" Ophis asked and I... slowly nodded.
"Sorta, yeah."
"I see," Ophis nodded calmly. "Thanks for telling me."
"Eh, it's alright. I suppose many don't tell you much."
She shook her head. "They think I would betray them or something, but I know they were treacherous."
"It can be sucky to be in charge of dummies."
The girl nodded. "You are not planning to betray me."
"Yep-"
"But you want to... mate with me?"
The questioning tone at the end of that response had me confused. "I think I... would prefer that you weren't in that loli form."
"Why?"
"Let's just say that, I know you're strong outwardly, but your innards may not be ready for the pounding I could give you in that form."
She merely blinked at that. "Is it only that?"
"I am also waiting for Val and I to do it."
"That's fine," Ophis assured flatly. "I am just happy that someone thought of asking me that."
...
"Nobody asked you to resize for sex, didn't they?"
"Everyone forgets that and think that I want to do it as a child- I know it's not nice."
"More like morally-wrong."
"And that, yes," Ophis confirmed, then looked away. "How long before lunch?"
"Soon." I answered calmly, no longer fazed by her proclivity to change topic on the spot.
I can't help but feel like she appreciated this too about me.
It was lunchtime, and Veres had been given a wonderful meal.
Sure, it would be a lie to say it was some top-tier cuisine, but the hellhound was not an idiot as she knew this goodness was still a proper way to fill up her belly compared to the rations she used to eat. Less cardboard, more tastiness. The entire time spent around people she knew also made her somewhat relieved.
The glaring had lessened, all because she started to do her job right. She could feel some changing their minds to some extent, welcoming the positive results she was bringing, and Veres was willing to say that she will have them eat their bad thoughts in a few months from now.
Still, the young woman was presented with a solid dilemma- how to handle her current 'master'? Gasper had made it a point to refuse being addressed as much, saying that he was her employer. He paid for her meals, he gave her a nice room to rest and keep by whenever she was free- hell, she had a lot of freedom to do whatever she wanted in the manor if she didn't have jobs to do.
And the jobs she had were simple as fuck. Escorting some of the groups leaving for business deals with Devils, securing contracts with trustworthy humans, and even just taking a walk around the manor's perimeter to check for any surprises.
To some extent, Veres felt a bit cheated- work is meant to be tough. Maybe not as tough as her previous one, but definitely not as cheap and easy as this one. Usually she would not mind, but something about Gasper's overall nice attitude made her feel... like she was abusing his trust or something. She definitely could do much more!
So, she decided to check on Gasper's office. He was there, reading some papers and signing others. He stopped as he saw her standing by the door.
"Veres?"
"Apologies, I wanted to talk."
He slowly nodded. "Sure... is everything alright? You have any complaint to-"
"I want to do more."
...
"What?"
"I think I have been given too little- I want to help more."
...
"Veres, I gave you all those jobs you could have done for us within your station. I can't exactly just stuff I don't have for you."
"W-Well, I want to do something."
The Dhampir leaned back on his chair, adopting a pondering look and-
"Wanna train?"
The offer sounded different than what she had wanted, but it was something to keep her mind off.
"Train? Like what?"
"You know, hitting the gym, check on how you can handle weigh-lifting and all of that."
That sounded like a fun thing, actually. She had considered training, but with her instinct wanting to be on the field more, she didn't consider it now more than ever.
"I guess that would be fine."
He smiled. "Great, I had been looking forward for a break from paperwork."
The gym session was fun. They didn't spar, sure, but that didn't make it any less distracting. Lifting weights, throwing punches at the reinforced bags, stretching and so long. Two hours later, both were equally sweaty and in need of a shower. Veres sighed in relief as the gym had divided showers, thus preventing any nasty surprises to be embarrassed about.
"Man, I am smelly!" Gasper whined, getting an amused snort from the Hellhound.
"You sure are, boss," She replied flatly, causing him to snicker. But as he brought that up, her body reacted by instinct. Her nose picked up his scent. It was indeed a strong one due to the sweaty activity but... as they both split to enter the showers, Veres' eyes widened in realization.
Her nipples were pressing hard against her tanktop and she felt her panties were damp and soaked due to a sudden flow of lewd juices. She struggled a bit to remove her clothes, but she could assess that she got heated up by merely catching a whiff of Gasper's sweaty body.
It was intoxicating. If there's something hellhounds and werewolves had in common, it was their special nose as it was capable of perceiving the scent based on magical strength. Gasper was strong physically but also magically due to his Sacred Gear, making his body have a... rather 'strong attractive smell'.
So, it was reasonable to say that Veres had a good reason to have to fingers deep in her sloppy pussy and teasing it to a quick orgasm before that arousal consumed her brain. It was absurd- a tiny sniff should have not gone this far, and yet it did. Then again, the hellhound hardly had any sexual experience.
That was a rather frustrating discovery- her body was very into her boss. Dammit. It was now going to be awkward to appear like the 'wolf girl that didn't want to be submitted to someone'. To make things worse, one of her expectations had soured fast. She thought that Gasper had done it on purpose to bring attention to his smell but-
"He... Left?"
"Yes, miss. Your friend said that he had work to do and that he didn't want to bother your lengthy shower."
...
Fuck, I am way too horny for this shit.
AN
By the way, quick reminded that this is an AU. I am not interested in dabbling hard on canon shit when there are examples that stuff like Sacred Gears can be 'modified' and mutated through asspulls. Chaos Break is literally that- still, that's not to say you can't bring up your opinion on this. I will just not listen to those because I am writing this story. Bai!