Chapter 44: The New Order (Part 4)

"As always thank you for your diligence, Grayfia."

"Think nothing of it, Milady."

Taking a grateful sip of the herbal tea Merlin had grown the leaves for and Grayfia prepared Lilith sighed in contentment as the heated and aromatic beverage coursed through her body, providing a constant and much appreciated boost to the gradual restoration of her form and power.

Another year or two of treatment like this and she would be hale and whole once again. Blessed with swift regeneration and robust bodies they may be that merely meant the extent of damage a Devil could suffer was just that much greater than a Human, consequently requiring a longer recuperative period.

With her species' current level of medicine and healing techniques it would have taken at best a decade to properly regain her strength, a state of affairs she was happy to forego.

"The duty of the Lucifuge family has been to serve and assist the Lucifer line for centuries, it's merely natural that I would readily return to your side."

Amused at the expected response Lilith idly observed, "Mere duty has borne centuries of service, a service that extends even before we rebelled against Heaven? If that were the standard of devotion the worlds over betrayal would be a foreign concept."

"It has been said we're loyal to a fault."

"I would say your service has evolved beyond mere 'loyalty' to the Lucifer name. Else why would you have so readily moved past my slain husband to serve the one who killed him?"

Grayfia winced minutely at the purposefully blunt words, Lilith sighing as she gently chastised, "I have told you before, child, that I hold no ill will towards you or your brother for the actions you have taken. If anything I would offer you praise for thinking of your self-proclaimed duty in a responsible and meaningful manner, to not cling to surface level devotion and see deep into the truth of the matter."

Despite being clad in an imposing mix of midnight body stocking and iconic silver armor of her clan Grayfia's subdued demeanor could only be described as a chastised young girl, briefly licking her lips before hesitantly whispering, "Forgive my overstepping, Lady Lilith…but how have you adapted so quickly to our new circumstances? After all, it was your husband who was slain yet you seem so at ease with Xavier's presence."

Warmly smiling at the words that would have come across as overly bold and above her station in any other circumstance Lilith gently relayed, "I did my grieving long ago, Grayfia. My husband, who once shone so bright and had ideas and aspirations wondrous enough to turn our backs on father forever, died many years prior."

An expression halfway between bitterness and melancholy adorned the Devil's features.

"The shallow being who called himself Lucifer, who took his place? As regrettable it may be I believe we are far better off under Xavier's aegis than we were his."

"...I see."

Appearing no happier than she did a moment previously - but squaring her shoulders nonetheless - Lilith decided to lighten the mood slightly as she lightly teased, "For all of your worries you yourself have come across as rather comfortable in serving Xavier's designs. You are a lovely child who is more than ripe for marriage or a man to dote upon you, have you considered becoming one of his mistresses?"

The Mother of Devils was positively delighted as rather than quickly mastering herself and adopting a cool and collected persona the woman became positively awkward, glancing to the side and hurriedly replying, "I fail to see how that would be any kind of a viable scenario, Lady Lilith. After all he already has a wide selection of lovers, none the least the Yokai princess and there are even rumors that he has ensnared the heart of an Angel…"

Openly intrigued Lilith mused, "I would wager that means you have a better chance than you seem to believe. The man clearly has a functioning harem and appreciation for ladies of all walks of life and bodily allure."

She let her eyes drift towards towards her companion's chest, the respectable mounds barely concealed by her armor.

"And having spent a fair amount of time with many of his consorts I can say you have a distinct advantage over them in regards to womanly maturity."

"That is…"

Almost cooing at how uncertain Grayfia was acting Lilith settled into her seat, raising two fingers as she sagely remarked, "There are two things that measure a woman's desirability, sweet child. Her body and her soul."

Almost laughing out loud as Grayfia sat up straight in her seat and paid rapt attention she elaborated with, "The body is the window to the soul and thus must be presented in the best light possible. But it is not enough to be blessed with mere beauty, any hopeful can doll themselves up and be called beautiful…no, true beauty is understanding one's own strengths and accentuating them."

The silver-haired Devil's eyes flicked downwards to the polished and ornate armor with obvious uncertainty, Lilith assuring her with, "You wear it well and correctly, but is it perfection? The truest outward expression of you, young one? Perhaps an elegant gown would compliment your form more endearingly…or even something a bit more risque."

The faintest, most concealed flushing of her cheeks was a reward unto itself as Lilith flicked out her second figure.

"The soul. The true measure of whether attraction is a passing fancy or a more permanent affair. Unfortunately there exists no way to truly beautify one's soul, no cosmetics or textiles to hide or disguise what we truly are…"

She wound up for a thrilling conclusion.

"But remember that there exists beauty in nearly every soul, it all depends on what you're looking for and where you'll find it."

"I…I see. Thank you, Lady Lilith."

"Think nothing of it, Grayfia."

Lilith leaned back in her seat, content smile on her face. She had forgotten what it was like to wield her title of 'Mother of Devils' and it was a welcome change of pace.

After all, if she didn't have that moniker and clout then a more dubious individual would have asked more questions and she would be forced to admit that she made up all of that advice on the spot.

"We're here, Lady Lilith."

The carriage - a mode of transport meant to convey status rather efficiency since they could have simply flown to their destination - rolled to a stop in front of the Marax estate, Lilith gathering herself as Grayfia quickly resumed her duties and guided her out of the vehicle.

They had a revolution to aid in.


"While it has been many years since I laid eyes upon you, Lady Lilith, you seem in to be in far greater spirits than that previous occasion."

"Your words are appreciated, Lord Marax. How are you mistresses, I remember you doting upon them quite affectionately at the last decennial gathering?"

"They are away from Lucifaad. I fear the atmosphere would be a trace too stifling for them at the moment."

"Meaning he has no desire for them to become embroiled in whatever madness may come to grip the city. For such a reptilian soul he has strange soft spots."

Quaria Marax was atypical of most Devils in that he rarely, if ever, showed the slightest trace of emotion, Lilith only recalling ever seeing even the slightest signs of affection towards his aforementioned mistresses, lithe and willowy things whose pasts she had never learned.

It was that cool and collected personality that she hoped would be on the side of Xavier alongside those of the Gremory, Sitri, Phenex and Andras. Those five families combined would prove to be enough of a legitimizing influence that others would begin following suit, their doubtless fears of a toothless newcomer abated.

"Please, allow me to guide you to the sitting room, we may partake of refreshments and conversation there."

Graciously accepting the offer Lilith allowed herself and Grayfia to be guided through the Marax estate, the structure much like its master in that it eschewed the more gaudy forms of wealth and preferred a more subtle approach, the various furniture and art sculptures lacking in eye-catching metals or jewels but upon closer inspection would reveal a level of care and attention to detail that was borderline excessive.

Not very many family portraits or records, though. The only ones Lilith could spot were one of Lord Marax with his current mistresses and a larger, more eye-catching one of him and his wife.

…It was quietly spoken outside of his attention that her death had also taken his heart with it.

"So what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, Lady Lilith? A call to attend a gathering where the new Lord Lucifer's directives will be made manifest, I assume."

"Your assumption is correct. Having spoken to Harris Xavier at length I decided it appropriate that I act as his messenger and word bearer, ensuring that this call to action is properly heeded."

"And the Lucifuge is just to add credence to the claim, is it not?"

"Perish the thought, Grayfia is merely carrying out her duty as a loyal and dutiful bodyguard, nothing so crass as to add additional weight to an already heavy directive."

Quaria didn't so much as blink, Lilith enjoying the fact that she could be more irreverent with her words in his presence as the man cared little for what was being said and more for what was being conveyed. She wouldn't be able to do that with the other Pillar families.

"And the reason this particular directive is 'heavy', as opposed to the many we have received in the past?"

"You remember the Angel Descent a few days prior?"

The informal title for Madoka's appearance drew a rare snort from the Devil, dryly replying, "It was rather hard to forget."

"That is the driving piece of Xavier's new order, an answer to the seven Heavens Yahweh created for those that fall under his aegis."

Quaria went perfectly still, unmoving and not so much as blinking before he slowly inquired, "This is no false promise?"

"No. I both witnessed and experienced this promised land for myself. It's the Angel Descent but…so much more."

Quaria slowly nodded, stating, "If this is all you claim it to be…widespread, unfathomable change would come to our people. The promise of a life after this was always a nebulous and essentially fanciful affair, one of the great schisms that barred us from Heaven and has been so contentious between our factions."

"It might very well lead to an increased scope of conflict as well. When news of this reaches other Satans, other pantheons and even the very gates of Heaven, well…how many do you think will relish the idea of Hell with a working system of life after death?"

"Not many, I would wager."

Leaning back in her chair Lilith lightly commented, "To that end I would suggest you seriously consider continuing with your close relationship regarding the Gremory, Sitri, Phenex and Andras families. Xavier is already favorably disposed to you and that will only bear fruit further down the line."

"You doubt my loyalty to a worthy cause?"

"Consider it a genuine warning. While he has not been as forthcoming on this matter I imagine Xavier will not long suffer rampant disloyalty or plots of betrayal within the Lucifer faction. The man who strode before the eyes of Lucifaad and brought down my husband with barely so much as a sign of exertion does not seem the type to let an opportunity go to waste."

Marax made no immediate response, simply staring at Lilith for almost a minute straight with no shift in expression before abruptly stating, "You no doubt have many errands to attend to, Lady Lilith, so I will not waste either of our time."

For the first time his gaze landed on Grayfia in addition to the Mother of Devils.

"The both of you readily follow one who killed your spouse and master. Is this merely following the trail of power as has been the case for our species since time immemorial…or is this genuine conviction?"

A small smile adorned Lilith's lips as she thought back to what Madoka had shown her, of the rapturous sensation she'd been exposed to.

"Conviction."

Grayfia didn't need to speak aloud, the resolute nod carrying with it tangible weight.

"...Very well. Let us see where your new master's designs lead us."


"I wonder if the Devils would be able to appreciate the irony of a guy with the mark of Monad emblazoned on his chest both leading them and then directing them towards an impromptu and sudden surge of chaos and religious conversion. Well, more chaos than what I've already brought about, granted. And then again the only ones who would appreciate it are the crazy types…and I doubt the society of sin will be all that enthused of partaking of paradise if they're judged for their actions…"

Shrugging to himself as he scribbled down a few final notes onto a sheet of paper Harris reflected that he wasn't exactly asking the Devils to like his plans, merely to do them.

An adorable yawn snapped him out of his ruminations, Madoka knuckling her eyes from where she'd been perusing through a novel of some kind, the item a novelty - har har - of sorts even in the magically inclined Devil society although it clearly hadn't been able to hold her attention for long.

"Hanging in there, Madoka? Don't worry, I'm finished and we can go do something more entertaining now."

Sheepishly meeting his gaze the girl replied, "Eh heh heh, sorry…I tried to pay attention to what you were doing but that kind of stuff isn't really my strong suit."

A groan escaped her lips, staring at his piled work before glumly remarking, "I don't remember school being that complicated."

"You weren't even at a high school level before ascending, let alone college and beyond. I think you get a pass for considering this stuff a bit above your pay grade."

"I still wish there was more that I could do to help right now."

He chuckled, remarking, "Wishing for something so menial? You?"

"Hey I kicked the Incubator's plan right onto its butt, I get to make all the wishes I want!"

Smirking at her heated denial he let his gaze wander over the tiny girl's reclined form, her dress slightly hiked up and shoes kicked aside, letting smooth and creamy legs highlighted by silk pink stockings provide a very appealing image.

"True, although I would say you're doing plenty to help me out at the moment. Besides, Est isn't exactly what I'd call a mastermind but you don't see us getting mad at her, do you?"

Blushing at his wandering eyes but making no effort to alter her position the goddess stated, "She acts as a guard, though. I'm mostly just sitting around and waiting."

Coming to the perfectly sensible and selfless decision that he'd been neglecting his ladies for a bit too long Harris rose from his chair, making the short journey to where Madoka was laying before bending low and planting a soft kiss directly onto her lips, the goddess' eyes flying wide at the abrupt action as she limply lay there, unmoving as Harris gently slid his tongue around her lips, exploring and tasting before pulling away with a satisfied smile, Madoka's skin turning an increasingly bright shade of red.

"Sweet and soft. I think I like that."

"...Eh?"

"Since you're worried about not having anything to contribute at the moment why don't I let you keep me entertained for the night?"

The words took a moment to properly find purchase within her brain but once they did - and her pale skin resembling a freshly picked tomato - Madoka stammered out, "O-o-okay! B-but just to be clear I have no experience and won't know what I'm doing!"

Finding the admission more than a little endearing and exciting Harris loomed over the tiny goddess, her adorable throat jumping with nervousness as he cupped her chin, purring, "And that's why you're going to let me lead the way, alright?"

"A-alright!"

"Well, to start…"

Ducking lower Harris planted his lips on the girl's shoulder, kissing and nibbling on tender flesh as Madoka tensed, breathy little gasps escaping her throat as he gradually worked his way up her neck, latching onto the silky skin and lazily sucking on it as soft and gloved fingers awkwardly latched onto his head and shoulders, squeezing and shivering as a grin adorned the male's lips yet again working his way back down before sliding her dress off of her shoulder, maneuvering her arms so that the repeated action caused the fabric to reveal her slim and flushed chest, cute little nipples already stiff and attentive as Harris smirked, musing, "Perhaps it goes without saying, but the body of a Goddess really is a thing to behold…"

"T-that's so embarrassing when you say it out loud!"

"Speaking of loud…"

Playfully kissing a bumpy peak one of the most adorable yelps he'd heard to date left the tiny female, her back arching slightly to push her teat further into his mouth, Harris teasing her as he pulled back to deny her further stimulation and instead let a finger cup her chin, tracing her lower lip as he purred, "Remember to reciprocate, Madoka. Consider it practice."

"Umm…Okay…"

Dutifully following his suggestion despite the fact that her face looked red enough to qualify as a bad sunburn she hesitantly extended her tongue, licking his finger with uncertain motions as Xavier enjoyed the light and fluttery caresses of her mouth muscle. At least until he began paying back his own form of attention, lathering her breast and once more prompting the diminutive Goddess into an aroused and experimental mood, sweetly moaning and whimpering as she took more and more of his finger into her mouth, clumsily but enthusiastically swirling her adorable little tongue around the digit as she squirmed more and more beneath his attention, Harris' free hand massaging and squeezing her unoccupied breast as he resisted the urge to chuckle, the girl's hips and legs squirming beneath him as he waited until she was clenching and unclenching her thighs, saliva beginning to drip down her chin as she sloppily attended to his finger before abruptly pulling away, a sharp gasp emanating from the Goddess as she hazily blinked at the abrupt absence of contact.

"E-eh? Wait, I wasn't doing a bad job, was I-"

"Not at all, but I want you to put that practice to use."

Shucking his pants Madoka stared with wide-eyed awe as his length sprung free, looming over where she was laying on her back as her adorable little tongue darted over her moist lips.

"So if you do a good job I'll be sure to reward you in kind."

Suiting action to words he plucked Madoka off the sofa underneath her arms, the girl weighing practically nothing as her dress briefly caught on her wings before fluttering to the ground, leaving her clad only in her stockings and light pink panties, the undergarment simple but alluring in its innocence as the Goddess dithered about, Harris fighting back the urge to stroke her head at the action and instead altered his body so that glistening tendrils of black and violet flesh slithered towards her feet, trailing up her legs and stopping at her knees as he strode forward, adding just a bit of height to his form so that the pinkette was level with his swaying cock, wings ruffling with anticipation as he lowly growled, "Well? Get to it, Madoka."

"O-okay!"

Reaching up with her gloved hands Harris gave her an indulgent smile as soft and silky fingertips gently traced and squeezed his turgid length, the actions reeking of inexperience and experimentation but in all honesty he was perfectly fine with that, his Goddess so genuine and earnest in her efforts that he decided to start rewarding her early, the created tentacles reaching up to her thighs where they began to gently and comfortingly massage her legs in steady and rhythmic motions, Madoka lightly moaning as with a tender, girlish motion she placed a single, testing lick against his tip as Harris lightly hissed at the sensation.

There really was something to be said about a tiny and lovely Goddess savoring her first bout of oral, carefully and tenderly discovering how to properly please a dick and finding that she liked it, especially since the man she was pleasuring was rewarding her in kind as a gooey warmth and heat began to grow between her legs and inside her belly, breath coming hot and heavy as she graduated to outright kissing his weeping tip, eventually pausing before opening her cute mouth wide, darting her neck forward-

-and Harris breathed out a sigh of delight as a warm, wet and tiny hole engulfed his cock, pleasuring and squeezing it as her jaw strained and stretched in a valiant effort to accommodate his size, teeth occasionally grazing his tender flesh in a manner that sent shivers of delight up his spine rather than ones of apprehension, trusting Madoka to be a good girl and not bite him by accident.

Not that it would be all that dangerous, since he had a good enough handle on his shapeshifting to avoid any such mishaps. Instead he greatly enjoyed the sight of his tiny partner slowly working more and more of his girth into her mouth, adorable little tongue pressed flat against the base of his dick as she finally graduated past his flared tip, sexy little moans and grunts accompanying the effort as he was all too happy to reward her in kind.

A shock ran up the Goddess's spine as the tendrils that had been massaging her legs suddenly made their way even further up, brushing against her panties before caressing her butt and snaking about in electrifying motions, knees going weak and she would have collapsed were it not for her lover's hold.

"Everything he's doing to me feels so good~!"

The sensation of warm, firm flesh intertwined around her legs, caressing both bare skin and the soft material of her stockings before leaving tingling trails of pressure around her thighs before teasing brushes against her panties and butt left an unfamiliar and positively drooling heat without an outlet at her core, underwear growing wetter and wetter as embarrassment and desire grew in equal proportion to each other, the girl trying to work out the stress and fire within by more firmly pleasuring Harris' dick…except she found herself at a loss of how to properly fit more of the hot and firm flesh into her mouth, already struggling with it-

-and a mewl of plaintive delight escaped her throat as one of the tentacles slipped past her panties and stroked her nether lips, Madoka almost fainting right then and there as she slipped forward due to sudden loss of fine motor control…and instinctively coughed and choked around the cock that brushed the back of her throat, Harris sharply inhaling before something thick, hot and musky filled her mouth, the girth she had forced into her mouth pulsing and twitching until it at last calmed, the male pulling it past his partner's as adorable coughing filled the room, Madoka's face a pleasure-riddled mess as drool and a drop of cum coated her chin, everything from the waist down shivering and leaking.

"You are really doing it for me right now, Madoka."

"S-sex feels so good~..."

Pulling his shifted appendages away from her form and instead holding her up by her round and perky ass Harris grinned, purring, "We haven't even gotten to the main part yet, Madoka. Sofa. On your hands and knees, please."

Nervously swallowing but nonetheless quick to follow his instructions the Goddess crawled onto the furniture, wings ruffling in anticipation and rounded butt instinctively jutting outwards to put on a show for his viewing pleasure, shyly glancing over her shoulder as if seeking his approval.

An approval that came in the form of him once more grabbing her adorable little ass in his grip, squeezing and kneading the hot flesh as the Shapeshifter teased, "Already this wet during your first time? I would have been jealous if anyone else had gotten the honor of fucking you first."

"T-that's such dirty talk!"

"And judging by this-"

He let his thumbs press against her utterly soaked cunt and draw a mewl of delight from the pinkette.

"-you're enjoying it. And that hasn't even been the most lewd thing I can do to you, either…"

"Ehh?! It hasn't?!"

"Nope, and neither is this but consider it an appetizer."

Peeling aside her underwear and revealing a puffy, glistening mound he lifted the Goddess to her feet, shorter stature meaning that even with the sofa her kneeling position hadn't been good enough to account for their height difference, Harris lining himself up with his diminutive partner-

-and a single thrust hilted himself all the way to her tunnel's end, Madoka's back arching as a plaintive gasp of hazy delight left her throat, Xavier not bothering to hide his own groan of pleasure at the crushing pleasure that engulfed his length. Inbetween Yasaka and Est he wasn't a stranger to tight and vice-like pussies but Madoka's, for lack of a better term, felt innocent. Fluttering and pushing against his encroaching glans like a shy schoolgirl, futilely resisting his approach while welcoming him with a wet embrace all the same.

Or maybe he was just wrapping his mind around the hedonistic fact that he was fucking a literal Angel from behind and she was getting off on it, panting with arousal as he let his dick nestle within her folds as they grew accommodate to his presence.

"Uwahh…it's so big-hyah~?!"

Giving an experimental tug on her insides as he withdrew slightly the Goddess reacted just as he'd hoped, shivering with primal delight as he grit his teeth in kind, hands firmly grasping her petite hips and gradually rocking their joined bodies together, experimenting and tasing just what really set his little Angel off.

He was quick to discover one particular movement drew quite the reaction.

"Nnnn~?! I-it feels like you're pushing outside of me~!"

Going so far as to kiss her cervix and then angle his thrust downwards evidently brushed her go button, lithe limbs vibrating frantically at the motion as restraint quickly became the absolute last thing on Harris' mind, increasing his pace as his engorged dick pushed into Madoka's quivering folds again and again at an ever increasing pace, her womb's barrier holding firm as he adjusted his size so that every thrust ended with his groin solidly impacting her ass, his lover's petite form quaking and rippling with every impact as glistening trails of saliva began trickling down her chin and lips, voice breathy and incoherent as the formerly virgin girl drooled all over immaculate furniture likely centuries - if not millennia - old, cunt adding its own droplets to the mix as her first orgasm tore through her brain like a runaway train, back arching almost painfully as her wings tensed and shivered with released pleasure…and Harris didn't cut her any slack in the slightest. If anything he went even faster, throaty cries leaving the Goddess as her sensitivity grew even higher and higher with the repeated orgasms, the male feeling his groin tighten and balls tense-

"We've returned, Lord Lucifer."

-and couldn't help but roll his eyes as Grayfia and Lilith walked in none the wiser, the silver-haired Devil yet again having the misfortune(?) to see him railing one of his partners in a pretty intense display, Madoka so far lost in a haze that she didn't even notice them at first.

"Oh my…well I'll leave you to it then, Xavier. Do show her a good time, will you?"

By contrast Lilith didn't so much as bat an eye, even smirking a little bit as she departed, Grayfia at last sporting a slight blush and irritated scowl as she protested, "Is there no other place you can carry out such activities where I will not suddenly bear witness to them?"

"Oh? And here I thought you were into the whole voyeurism angle of things."

"Ehh? Why did you stop, Harris?"

Finally climbing down from her high Madoka trailed off upon seeing a pink-faced Grayfia, blinking several times in a row…and squealed in mortification as Harris gave his hips a waggle, causing her to gasp with delight.

"Well, Grayfia? Feel like joining in?"

The Devil's jaw soundlessly worked for a few moments before stiffly replying, "I will report to you later, seeing as how you are currently busy."

With an abrupt about face Grayfia marched from the room, Madoka glaring over her shoulder with an accusatory look that didn't work in the slightest since she was a mess of sweat and saliva, redder than a tomato as Xavier purred, "Don't give me that look, if anything we're just getting started."

"Started? But I thought-OOH~!"

Lightly tapping out her arms the little lady collapsed against the furniture, ass and cunt swaying in the air as he began to pound his Angel in earnest, smirking at her raw and delighted cries.

"Sorry, Homura. Hopefully you'll be able to one day forgive me across the multiverse."