DISCLAIMER: DxD does not belong to me~.

For what I heard, if there's a word to describe the heir of the duke Clan Gremory, Garith, that word would be…

… Overwhelming.

The Gremory's scion, the first in line for the succession of the clan, Sirzechs Lucifer's younger brother, a notable devil of his own right… And a natural-born troublemaker as he likes to call himself.

Everything about him is, as stated, overwhelming: his personality, his stance, his poise, his attitudes, his abilities, his entire existence is overall… Exhausting. He's ever changing like a storm, unpredictable and wild like an explosion, a deadly combination of the wonder and curiosity of a child paired with the temper of a tyrant. For him, there are only his pleasures and his displeasures in this world he whimsically calls his own.

His peers call him a pervert, a rulebreaker, a troublemaker; a nosey, irritating, cheeky deviant who likes to grope and harass girls, flip skirts, frolic with his servants, pick fights with other heirs and heiresses and once or twice cause chaos with people who look at him funny.

The elders call him a brat, a rapscallion, an uncontrollable insolent spoiled scion who respects no one but his family and a selected few, whose attitude is unbecoming of the next duke of Gremory and a disgrace for the devils as a race… Not that he cares of what they think, his only response being a wild, daring smile, so wide and nonchalant his tongue sticks out and an aura that is both rebellious yet innocent.

Garith Gremory is, above all else, overwhelming. Be running away from furious women with a perverted grin on his face, laughing while exchanging fists with the likes of Riser Phenex or Zephyrdor Glasya-Labolas or just calling the devil superiors names and mocking their views, even reassuring his little sister and playing games with his family, at first sight, the heir of Gremory is just a scatterbrained, imprudent, insolent, whimsical, spoiled brat who is incapable of seeing the bigger picture; someone who cares only for the now and has only ruin waiting for him at the near future, and he might as well be dead before even that.

But not me. I have an eye for that sort of thing, after all….

My first impression was, indeed, of a disrespectful, vain, capricious young devil whose clean appearance and low voice contrasted with his, again, overwhelming personality and behaviour. A spoiled, whimsical peer of mine with only air between one ear to another, even compared to other… Unbecoming heirs like the Phenex's, Astaroth's or Glasya-Labolas's, the complete opposite of his younger sister Rias and brother Sirzechs, polite, behaved and noble devils as only the Gremory's.

However, 'tis was only that: a first impression. Interacting with him, seeing up close how he acted and moved, his hollow words and praises, his unconcern for etiquette or formalities yet care for appearances and impressions if only to feed his own ego, I could figure something else, something underneath his superficial appearances and uncommon mannerisms.

Sharp eyes that seem vain and unfocused at first, light words that served ulterior purposes beyond irritating and insulting others, and a curiosity that at first, I found useless or trivial, but for him served purpose beyond I could comprehend. Behind perverted grins, boasts to his own ego and erratic manners, he sees more than anyone, understand more than anyone, and knows more than anyone, way, way more. How and why? Nobody knows, not even someone with an eye for this sort of things such as yours truly.

Garith Gremory is indeed overwhelming, but also… Fascinating, in the most horrific, deranged and disgusting way possible, horrific as one would say. I feel myself attracted to him, dragged to his morbid mysteries, plus all the advantages being close to the heir of one of the richest, strongest clans in the Underworld would bring. I want to uncover more, discover more, strangle him and pop every single secret he carries plus all the privileges he has out of his body.

Deranged? Psychotic? Mad? Me? Mayhap, but, after all, I am…

"Haaaaaaah~❤, haaaaaaah~❤…"

I take a deep breath and my nostrils catch the high moisture in the air and the sweet fragrance of soap and shampoo, the dense steam surrounding us making it hard to distinguish the silhouettes hidden within it. Despite my blurry vision and increasing temperature of my body, I am content within the warm fog of my bathhouse for I am not alone, in fact, having a very good company.

"H-Hyaaaaah~! Hmmmmm~,❤ Haaaaaaah~…"

Cute moans, such cute moans, music to my ears, exactly what I want with this. My slender fingers slide all across the soft, silky skin as I place kisses on an exposed neck and rub my own body against something warm, sweaty, earning myself a few more moans and whimpers.

"L-Lady Layxa~… D-Don't you have an appointment wit-Hyaaaah~!"

"Hm~❤, why talking about this now, my dearest? Aren't you enjoying yourself?" I feign a bit of hurt hearing that pesky appointment I have, and with a slick lick on her exposed neck, I silence her. With those boring, pesky businesses, I rather frolic with her, and I'm gonna show her that she should too. My hands run lower and lower, from her chest, down to her stomach and then to her flower, earning another mewling whimper. She's so wet. "No need to answer, I already got it right on the tip of my fingers~."

"B-But… Isn't it important for…?"

"Don't you think this is more important, Ariel my dear?" I trap my dear servant between my arms as I support myself on top of her, her droopy honey eyes flinching as I cast a shadow upon her, her cute lips pursing worried that she might've offended me. Oh my dear Ariel, always so preoccupied and awkward, that's why I love you so, so much. I lower myself so that I can clash my breasts with her own chest, and seeing her cute reaction, I start to rub myself more and more on her, forming even more foam between the valley of our bodies. She moans, she sighs. "We still have plenty of time to spare until the meeting~❤. In the meantime, let's enjoy ourselves, my cute little kitty cat~❤."

No response, just another trembling sigh of pleasure before I could seal our agreement with a deep, wet kiss, rubbing her nipples with my own, drawing circles on her perfectly fair skin and sized mounts, getting me on the mood as well. As always, so shy and vulnerable, asserting dominance on her is easy, her tongue barely resisting on my licks, bites and kisses. I lightly peck and suck on her tip, and so hopelessly she cries, her orgasm being hard to disguise as a puddle forms between her legs. A wandering hand reaches for her one of her vulnerable breasts and squeezes the softness out of them, another pleasing cry from Ariel, the other hand soon following suit.

"L-Lady Laaaaayxaaaa~❤…" Ariel twitches, her own body steaming with all the stimuli as my palms could just feel the weight and tenderness of her bosom, groping them so lovely while my fingers toy with the pink dots on them, feeling how hard they've become.

"Such cute screams~❤. Cry more, scream more, Ariel!" My mouth voices what my body demands, one hand going on the offence on the core of her body and the other goes lower, lower to the mewling flower which was so lonely after all of that. She cries louder, and to show there was no escape, I take a bite on her neck, now trapping her on my own flesh, from top to bottom. "My dearest, dearest Ariel~."

So much stimuli, so much offenses, she comes to cloud nine once more, tainting my assaulting hand as her insides ever so gently compress my fingers and I lose part of my contact as she twitches and arcs her back as in a trance. More than receiving, giving pleasure is something I can always appreciate, specially with my dear servants~. But it's not over, oh no, it's not over yet~.

"Haaaaah~… Haaaaah~… Lady Layxa…" Her honey eyes flinching and losing light and her long chestnut locks a mess with all the attacks, my dear servant basks in the aftermath of ultimate satisfaction, totally unaware of my own desire. Sliding all the way down to her legs, seeing how much of a beauty she is, I finally reach to her lower half, and seeing her still twitching down there, I waste no time to reach for one of her legs to lift it and make her spread them for me and me alone. Seeing such, she snaps off her trance. "W-W-wait, Lady layxa! I-I'm still too sensitive…!"

"But I'm lonely too, Ariel. Are you going to leave your [KING] lonely, huh?" I feign hurt once more, but I ignore any or all answers she could give me, and with it, supporting her lifted leg on my body, I come closer with my own flower and make them kiss. Hah~, so soft, yet so hard~, feeling hers on mine just sends electric shocks all over my body and makes me shiver~. "N-Now, give yourself to me, my dearest Ariel~. Give me all of you, and I'll give all of me~."

"L-Lady Layxa, I-I… Hyaaaaah…!" She cries once more, again submerging herself in please as she lays so haplessly on the springs' floor as I stand sat on one of her thighs, our legs crossed on each other as the valley between them rub against each other, two flowers so amorously flooding in love fluids. Oh no~, I'm feeling it too, the incessant stimulus on my intimates is affecting me too, leaving me so lightheaded, my vision becomes blurrier not helped by the dense steam and foam between our bodies. Even so, I grit my teeth and started to rub it harder and faster, her moans indicating she was also feeling it. "HAAAAAAH~, LADY LAAAAYXAAAA… I'M COMING, I'M COMING~❤!"

I groan, holding it for a moment, and then, with a sigh, release finally comes, the violent friction between our bodies cease as now we bask in the result, the climax of our lovemaking, Ariel screaming to kingdom come as my entire body twitches and shock spreads all over it, the sensation building up to this point finally pouring off my soul in a pop.

Once it started, it didn't stop for a second, fluids leaking from our kissing flowers as I felt like dying, from the tip of my toes all the way to the string of hair, I felt losing strength and heat, until there was nothing left but the feeling of a light head and a body that was slowly going limp. Dignity was now a thing of the past, and once my body gives in and the pleasure shocks cease, I slip on top of my servant between her bosom, we heavily breathing in sync, like a single organism. In fact, for a moment, we were, a single, wholly person, in both body and soul.

"As always… You were amazing, dearest Ariel…" Between pants and gasps, I reach up to face my dearest servant and hold her cute, squishy cheeks between my hands, her honey orbs finally focusing on me and blushing. "No matter how many times we make love… Tens, dozens of times… You always make me feel special…"

"L-Lady Layxa… I'm… I am not…" She turns her gaze elsewhere while I see her puffy cheeks brighten up in crimson, but I turn her back to me, shining a smile wordless stating that she is, truly, worthy of my love. A light peck on her lights to ease her worries, and then in a show of affection, I rub my face with hers.

"Stop worrying about small stuff. Just love me more, and more…" I come closer to whisper on her ear, feeling again the urge of the flesh. My hand again reaches to one of her breasts to give it a light squeeze, and my tongue traces a glittering line down her neck. She flinches herself awake, and her tone becomes worried.

"L-Lady Layxa! We… We should really stop~! You… You have to meet with…!"

"But I'm not done yet, dear Ariel. We are not done yet." My body is still hot and yearns for pleasure, and the steam and heat of the bathhouse just makes the desire grow tenfold. I don't care about appointments, I don't care about schedules, I don't care about those pesky businesses, I just want to feel her. Another pinch on one of her nipples and I take the chance of her open mouth to slide my tongue inside for a deep, wet kiss. "Keep me company, please."

"Lady Layxa… I…"

But her sweet voice is cut as I feel a soft, silky piece of cloth descend upon me, a towel, covering us in shadows. I uncover ourselves from that sudden attack, and from here, standing next to us I see this tall, imposing silhouette blocking the foggy yet scalding lights from above. I squint a bit, and once I could see through the thick steam and brightness, I see this tall, beautiful blond young lovely lass clad in armour. From annoyed, my lips purse in a smile.

"Oh, dear Carin, good afternoon." I greet my other servant, her handsome face stoic as always, like the knight she likes to call herself as, and tossing the towel elsewhere, put myself sit on the floor, the cold floor not being enough to control the heat from within. "What an impeccable timing as well. Care to join us, my dearest [QUEEN]? Allow me to quench our loneliness and embrace you with my warmth."

"Lady Layxa, your appointment with the heir, if you will." But my seduction didn't seem to affect her, as expected from a former noble knight, as she states what I really, really wanted to avoid. I purse my lips once more in a discontent pout.

"Ufuu~, those pesky matters once more. i think is the most preferable to spend time bonding with my servants than to follow the foolish caprices of my parents." I pout, turning my face away to appear hurt, but no reaction from the night. Dear Ariel, who's fallen on the ground, is again victim of an offence from yours truly, cupping one of her breasts again and forcing her to spread her legs as I tame her with kisses and licks once more, making her calm like a winter catfish. "What do you say, Carin? Come join us? Can't you see how Ariel is lonely down there? I also wish for your strong, firm arms to hold me as we lost ourselves into the pleasure…"

"Please, lady Layxa. This is a request from your mother."

"Tch. I have no choice in the matter, no? have it your way." I sigh, letting go off my dearest brunette servant as she falls softly on the bathhouse floor, panting and trembling after the activities we had together meanwhile I feel like the loneliest devil in the Underworld. I pick the towel to myself and stand up, my legs feeling a bit wobbly and an uncomfortable ting all over them, walking my way out of the springs. I stop to turn to my blond Queen, and faltering her stoicism a bit, she lowers her head apologetically.

"I am so sorry, lady Layxa." She sighs to herself, and seeing those big blue puppy eyes, there is no way for me to be angry at her. I am a bit vexed to be not only interrupted but also unsatisfied, but in a moment of affection, I come closer to place a kiss on her sweet rosey lips.

"No worries, my dear, I know it's not your fault. When we're done, we shall spend the night together, and reward you for being such a nice servant." I call for her, and hearing it, I feel her cheeks burning bright red as she fidgets a bit on her lower half. This is routine for us, after all, no need for this feeling of anticipation, but I guess that's a sign of love after all, the price for being so sex-crazed. Oh well~.

A quick hot shower to wash away the sweat, foam and love juices while also trying to keep focus, drying myself with the pink towel and leaving the steaming hot bathhouse and feeling a chilly breeze blowing on my naked body. I turn to the closet to pick some clothes to look presentable to him, but then from the corner of my eyes, I see this beautiful, dark grey-haired young woman across the lockers and clothes hangers, just as naked as I was, her pearly, silky fair skin almost glimmering. Maybe a bit of frolicking is allowed, I just can't ignore her~. I wrap the towel around my body and approach her with a smile, her bluish stare shining like jewels.

"Why, hello there, my dearest." I call for her as we walk closer and closer to each other. "Excuse me, but there's no way for me to ignore your figure and face. Say, is there a way for us to keep in touch later? I have a small appointment right now, so maybe we can talk later and know each other better~❤."

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"…?"

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Oh wait, that's just my reflection in the mirror! Ohohohohohohoh~!

But ain't I the prettiest devil one would ever lay their eyes on?

I guess the sage clarity have not leave my mind just yet. Oh well… I do have an eye for that sort of thing.

I discard my cloth to put on a white blouse with a cute cravat and bolero tie with the emblem of the Paimon crafted into it, a long black skirt and high heels to look presentable as possible, after all an heiress like me should dress to impress! Not just that, I wrap my dark greyish locks in a braided bun decorated with a rose to match with him, maybe a way to convince him. I was so into the presentation… oops, I almost forgot to put on my underwear! Once taken care of this pesky conundrum, I turn to my dear [QUEEN] and smile, doing a pose.

"So, how do I look?" I ask her in idle tease, seeing Carin blush deeply and take a moment to be mesmerized by yours truly.

"Dazzling, lady Layxa. Even the blind will not ignore it." Her praises fill my heart, so I sigh, satisfied. I would take a few more moments to wring some more compliments off her, but my eyes dart to the clock above the closet, seeing I've been for too long, unfortunately, and mother will probably not approve my absence any longer. I sigh, but then smile to Carin.

"Thank you. Now, shall we go?" I offer her an arm, and my noble servant extends her own so we can go side by side to the place of meeting.

The Paimon manor is one of the biggest constructions from this side of the Underworld, a clear reflection of our status as not only the remaining of the original 72 Pillars but also the King rank bestow to us since the birth of the devil race, making us clearly one of the most powerful clans around and our abode, one of the largest and most complex. However, one of the downsides of such show of vanity is that it takes forever to locate one personal to another, and corridor after corridor, stairs after stairs I start to grow tired of walking. Fortunately, I know this place like the back of my hand, so despite tiring, I have no problem in finding myself and knowing where I should be going.

Eventually, the thinly lit corridors have a brighter spot by the end of them, and as such, I know am coming closer to where I should be. Step by step, accompanied by my strongest [EVIL PIECE], I hear a couple of voices, one of them being that of a male and another, to a female, whom I have a good idea who they are.

'Lord Garith, behave yourself and sit properly. She'll be coming at any second.'

'I've been here a bit too long, no? I guess I can relax just a bit…'

I don't hesitate to open the door leading to the living room of the Paimon manor, top to bottom in velvet and marble, so clean and bright one can see their reflection on its surfaces, decorated everywhere with paintings of our ancestors and members and other idle ornaments to show our wealth and power, we Paimon have an eye for those sorts of things after all.

But that's not important right now. Oh no, the most important thing right now are the two figures across the room: one is a beautiful, bright yet stoic woman wearing a maid attire and whose silver locks are wrapped in braids and ruby eyes are locked disapprovingly at the second figure: this laidback, untidy yet groomed redhead wearing a black suit and so lazily sitting on the crimson sofa across us, elbow resting on the sofa's arm and one foot resting on the other leg's knee, taking a bite off the macaroon between his slender fingers before his emerald gaze turns to me, making me smile. There he is, the heir of Gremory, Garith.

"Hello, my dearest Garith, lady Grayfia, of the Gremory house of devils."

"You're late, Layxa-chan." He cuts my greeting quite rudely with this statement, and for the first time in a while I feel his overwhelming presence and aura, although he is not hostile, and his words carry so little weight. I hear a growl next to me and turn to see Carin really to pounce on the Gremory heir, I pull her arm gently so she could snap out of it and control herself. I turn back to the guests across the mahogany table and bow gently.

"I apologize for my rude tardiness, Garith of the Gremory clan." I let out a sardonic chuckle with a sardonic shrug, taking a seat right on the sofa which was facing him and his beautiful maid while Carin stands behind me like a bodyguard. I see the heir of Gremory tilt his head curiously, a hum from his mouth, an annoyed one at that. "I have a lot of other appointments, you see. As much as i love~❤ your company and talks, my dear Garith, I just can't juggle all of my chores and duties as a [KING] and heiress, you see."

"I'm pretty busy too, yet I tried my best to come on time unlike you." He shurgs, picking another macaroon from the plate on top of the table and taking a bite off it. "I guess it just means you are the rude one, Layxa-chan."

"You dare…!"

"Carin, stay." I command my [QUEEN] as she was ready to pull out her blade and be completely decimated by the strongest [QUEEN] in the Underworld across us, fortunately halting her assault just in time to avoid any casualties. I see her turn to me, tremble, grit her teeth and then comply to my wishes, forcing herself to sheath her sword away and just stay put. With that out of the way, I turn to Garith, and in response to his words and grin, I try to emulate him, also controlling myself. "I apologize once more, Garith my dear. But you are a good devil, I know you will excuse this gaffe of mine, I have an eye for that, after all."

"I guess that's fine. As long as you know you're in wrong." His words are once again weightless and inconsequential, but why oh why I have this lingering feeling of rage boiling inside me. Like the devil elders and the other heirs always say, it's like the scion of Gremory has a special talent to bring the worst out of the people around him. But for now, I ignore it to talk about more important matters. 'important' in a lyrical way, if I may. "Which is the exact reason I'm here in the first place: for you to know that you're in wrong about that."

"Now, you're the one being rude, my dear Garith." I chuckle, picking a piece of sugary good for myself as his eyes sharpen and his adopt a more dignified pose, arms cross, back erect and legs crossed, his previously lazy gaze now turned to me, making me feel so important yet vulnerable. I recompose myself, and our stares cross. "You should be more lenient with little old me, Garith. After all… That's no way to treat your cute, beautiful bride now, is it?"

I see his gaze turn grimmer, and the sardonic smile on his lips to sour to the point it becomes downright contemptuous. Despite that, I stand my ground, for I am the heiress of the Paimon Clan of devils, and Garith Gremory's bride.

Garith Gremory is indeed overwhelming, but also… My dearest, cutest groom.

[BOSS BATTLE!]

[THE CHARISMATIC VOID BRIDE, LAYXA PAIMON(lvl. 101)]

[FINAL MATCH!]

[ARE YOU READY? FIGHT!]

And now that's a wrap, at least for a prologue of the arc, specially characterizing the cute heiress who's also our protagonist's bride. Although I guess she was the protagonist this time, no?

Hello DxD fandom, it has been a while, no? RL has been taking its toll on me and all, but regardless I feel a lot freer than before even now, and so with this time i decided to add this small prologue for the following arc, Riz's very own 'trying to cancel his wedding' arc as they said, but instead of the fried chicken Riser, he has the super cute, super powerful and very very sexual Layxa Paimon (OC) since, well, everyone else doesn't want him as a groom, LOL! Layxa, on the other hand, does not mind having a groom and honestly, she looks forward in marrying our little troublemaker.

It was also my first time writing a lesbian lemon, and I hope I did a good job as strange as it is. Layxa, just like Riz, is filled with love, only hers is a bit more... Physical, oh well. I hope I did a good job.

Nothing else to add, I hope you liked this small prologue, lemon and look forward to the next arc as we unravel the shenanigans of the two good for nothing troublemaking heirs. Until then, Greetings~.

Like always, Garith's bio will be updated by the end of the arc.