This marks the thirtieth chapter of our little tale, so I honored the number three by sprinkling lot's of lemon over the pages. It'll make sense as you go through it.

Guest Reviews;

Tsugumi Matsunae- To be honest, I hadn't put any serious thought about a cover image for the story. Using images is a can of worms I'm undecided if I want to deal with or not, I'll consider getting something commissioned but no promises.

KOSUKE- I have a list, and Akeno has a list- you're wrong about when it came about, though- Akeno has had that list since chapter 7. As for the contents of the list, that I'll keep to myself, but there are 15-16 girls on there, as it stands. Spoiler territory lies that way, but you can assume most of the canon DxD harem from the anime, save obviously Koneko.

"Sorry Yuuji, but I don't think I like giving blowjobs very much." Xenovia abruptly stated, her words tickling against his bare chest.

"I don't mind, but I am a little curious what brought this on."

Perhaps misunderstanding, Xenovia gave a matter-of-fact explanation.

"I learned during the night that I really like kissing during sex, but you've made it clear that you'd prefer that I didn't kiss any other part of you after I've kissed your dick." Xenovia said. "Come to think of it, I can't have sex with you and give you a blowjob anyways, so I'd prefer to pass on those, if you don't mind."

Though his expression gave nothing away, Yuuji could at least admit to himself that a well thought answer was unexpected.

"I don't mind, and it's your choice to begin with. Kissing during sex is pretty awesome, anyways."

"As expected, I knew you would understand, Yuuji." Xenovia nodded against his chest.

"Anyways, we should probably get cleaned up, would you like the first shower or would you rather shower together?"

Xenovia was silent for a while, and Yuuji noted idly that the spot where her cheek was resting seemed to be kind of warm.

"A-actually Yuuji, I would like to shower together, but mostly because… well, you see I may have overdone it a little last night so I don't think I can…?"

Yuuji let Xenovia stew in her embarrassment for several long seconds before he gave any outward reaction.

And when the chuckling started, he didn't bother trying to hold it back.

"Oh, welcome back Xenovia-san!"

"Good morning Asia, how are-"

"Ah, Xenovia-san you're limping, did you hurt yourself!? H-here, let me help you!"

"No thank you."

"... E-eh?"

"I'd like to stay like this for a little while longer… Akeno said that in times like this, not being able to walk straight is like a woman's badge of honor."

With nothing in particular to occupy herself, Akeno had spent the morning reclined upon her (Yuuji's) bed, reading a book he'd recommended to her.

He'd be back within the next few hours, she supposed, and while she had all the evidence she needed that it had gone well, she was looking forward to hearing about it in person.

Both from Yuuji and Xenovia.

Thus, the knock at the door was answered with clear anticipation.

He must have been in a wonderful mood, he only acted playful like this when he was truly happy.

She chuckled delightedly as she found herself back in the room, the door shut behind her as her back was pressed against it.

Inwardly applauding herself for not wearing a bra as her boobs flattened against his sturdy chest, Akeno wrapped a leg around his hip and threw her arms around his shoulders, a blissful gasp escaping her parted lips as Yuuji sucked on her neck.

Yuuji gently pried her arms off of him and pinned her wrists to the door above her head with one hand, a soft, teasing smirk upon his lips as his dark eyes unhurriedly drank in the sight of her in helpless anticipation.

Gently, he clasped her chin with his free hand, and slowly closed the distance between her lips and his.

Akeno shivered as her ready lips were traced with a warm tongue, and her heavy-lidded eyes fluttered open in confusion as her lips were left unclaimed- but the moment her eyes were open, she was pinned once more, her mouth invaded in a casual display of dominance.

When he broke the kiss, she was flushed and breathless, helpless in his grasp and loving every second of it.

"I'm sure you already know, but reminders never hurt." Yuuji's toneless voice asserted, his expression blank but his eyes twinkling with mirth. "I love you, Akeno."

She hadn't had any plans for the morning.

Yuuji had declared his feelings for her, and so Akeno decided to spend the rest of the morning declaring her feelings for him.

Since they had the time, she proved it with her body instead of her words.

Clothing disheveled and chest heaving, Akeno lay draped across the bed, savoring the way Yuuji's touch lingered hot against her skin.

"Not that I'm complaining about an aggressive make-out out of the blue, but what brought that on?" Akeno questioned once her breath was under control, turning her head to look at Yuuji.

Yuuji, who was slipping his shirt back on, turned his blank expression towards her and shrugged, answering as he made his way towards the door.

"No reason really." Came the bland reply. "I'm having a good day and seeing you made it even better."

Yuuji left the room to the sweet music of warm giggles from soft lips.

He'd double-checked JB's schedule with Chiara- since he'd be leaving the day after tomorrow, and possibly be gone for a few after that, Yuuji had decided to try and spend as much of the time in between with others as he could.

He was also fairly confident that the Gremory mansion had some kind of magic at work that facilitated 'spending time with others'- because Rias was right there and looking happy to see him.

Since she'd want to know as well- come to think of it, he and Akeno forgot that part- he decided he'd tell Rias about the date with Xenovia and let the two of them share later.

"Oh? Welcome back Yuuji, how did it go?" Rias asked, smiling fondly as he slipped into the parlor.

"Great." Was what he decided on.

The brief answer seemed to encourage rather than dissuade Rias, she placed her book down and patted the couch at her side.

Crossing the room quietly, Yuuji laid down on the couch and plopped his head down across her mostly bare thighs, confirming that they were just as soft as the last time he'd done so.

"Oh good, you took the bait." Rias smiled down at him, her fingers wasting no time in beginning to comb themselves through his hair.

"Now, tell me all about it." She softly instructed. "I only managed to catch a brief glimpse of Xenovia, Irina swept her away rather quickly."

Blue eyes shimmering with mischief, she tapped a finger to her bottom lip and gave an innocent hum.

"I couldn't help but notice that she was glowing despite looking like she hardly slept at all." Rias continued thoughtfully.

"She tried to go for the marathon."

Rias gave a put-upon sigh.

"We did properly warn her about that, but she's more of a hands-on learner, I've noticed."

"She was touching with more than just hands. At one point I thought she had a list of every depraved act she wanted to get done by the end of the night."

"... Did she?"

"She did."

Rias didn't seem to know whether to laugh or sigh at that.

He'd kind of expected to get more instruction from Ruth, but the reason the Grim gave for not offering much didn't take very long to confirm at all.

"It's different for everyone how they experience things, but it shouldn't feel like you're learning something new." Ruth had told him. "You and the shadows have always known each other, so it'll just feel like you're being reminded of things you used to know. Go play and have fun, the basics will work themselves out."

In fact, the only 'rule' Ruth had given Gasper was that he could only go into the Dark by himself, with Ruth, or with Suu until Ruth gave him the go ahead.

Suu couldn't go in and out of the Dark like they could, but Ruth and Suu had been together long enough that Ruth could track her down no matter how far she strayed into the Dark.

Recognizing that Gasper would appreciate some sort of suggestion, Ruth had suggested that he wander the Gremory mansion- the fun way, and so Gasper had spent almost all of yesterday bouncing in and out of dark corners as he roamed the mansion.

It had taken him a bit of work to figure out how to look out of the Dark properly, but thankfully there had been someone to catch him both times he'd fallen out of the ceiling.

Grayfia hadn't used her hands right away when he slipped out of the ceiling while greeting her- Gasper had found himself riding a cool breeze into a warm hug.

Kiba had been right beneath him, on the other hand, and they'd laughed their way through the halls as the Knight gave him a high-speed shoulder ride.

Rias hadn't done a very good job of scolding them for running through said halls- she couldn't quite keep her smile hidden.

There was also another surprise waiting for him in the Dark, sort of.

He'd accidentally ended up outside, and, unprepared for it he'd gone straight into a panic attack and stumbled back into the Dark.

The episode had ended up being surprisingly short because of that.

… Gasper was pretty sure that being surrounded by nothing but darkness in every direction wasn't supposed to help with agoraphobia, but he wasn't going to complain if it did.

Then again, it wasn't like Day-walking Dhampirs with agoraphobia had much of a precedent.

That was going to take some getting used to- the little Dhampir had crawled straight out of the shadows in the corner of the hallway.

Upon seeing them, he waved and trotted over slowly, though he did shoot some confused, hesitant looks towards the contents of her lap.

Kuroka didn't mind- nobody knew that she could do that yet, since she wanted to practice a bit more first.

More importantly, this was her duty as a good big sister, and she was definitely going to shamelessly abuse her Senjutsu to acquire photographic evidence without being caught.

Smiling gently to put him at ease, Kuroka lured him over to sit down on the other end of the bench.

Without missing a beat- she had to be quick before Shirone snapped out of her half-doze brought upon by expert behind-the-ear scritches- Kuroka deposited the contents of her lap onto Gasper's lap.

That being a small white cat- not just any white cat, but the most adorable white cat that had ever existed ever.

Which was obvious, since the adorable fluff ball busy being adorable was Shirone, who was adorable.

The point that Shirone was adorable was a point that couldn't be stressed enough, Kuroka felt.

Gasper gained bonus points in her book by settling in and promptly beginning petting, even if he didn't realize right away just who he was petting.

… Ooh, he was really good at that, and Shirone wasn't very good at keeping the transformation yet, so…

Within seconds, there was a puff of mist, and Gasper had the head of a much less fluffy but no less cute Shirone in his lap.

"K-Koneko-chan!?" Gasper squeaked, jerking his hand away but making no attempt to unseat her, good boy that he was.

Well, he tried to pull his hand away. Without saying a word, Shirone had seized his hand and placed it back in its proper place upon her head.

The cute little blush on her cheeks only grew brighter as an equally embarrassed Gasper started to scratch behind her ears.

With the memory of a smug but blushing Shirone burned into her mind, Kuroka nearly forgot to take pictures.

Thankfully she remembered at the last possible minute. She would have never forgiven herself, even less so than Rias would have to learn of a missed opportunity that precious.

Sachi was the girl he stumbled across next.

She smiled, a beaming smile that reminded Yuuji of the sun, and made him think that if it hadn't already happened, her and Asia needed to become friends.

Yuuji smiled back, and the expression took as much work as it always did when he tried to do it on purpose, but Sachi seemed to appreciate it nonetheless.

At her gesture, he took a seat beside her on the garden bench, and she poured him some tea from the thermos at her side.

In the end, they didn't actually say anything until her break was over, and they parted ways.

But they both left feeling satisfied with the time they spent side by side, and that was enough.

When he passed Koneko in the hallway, her expression was just as blank as his was.

Her golden eyes gleamed with just as much satisfaction as his black ones did, too, and so they fist-bumped on the way past.

It was funny how ordinary little moments like this were some of the times he felt most successful.

As was their usual method for these lessons, Kalawarner passed her a dim light-spear of golden light.

Admittedly, she'd been a bit hesitant to try that to begin with, even though she trusted Kalawarner and Raynare to make light-spears dim enough for her to safely hold.

They were light-spears, after all- Akeno was holding in her hand one of the best weapons in all the worlds to kill her kind.

… It had taken her a little bit of time to grow accustomed to the nostalgic feeling that holding something Holy brought, Akeno had been lucky not to learn the hard way that she was just a bit more resistant to the Holy element than the typical Devil.

So currently, Akeno would spend a bit of time each day 'getting a feel' for wielding a light-spear, borrowing one from either of the two Fallen and then switching to the other.

That she could wield a light-spear for any length of time to begin with was proof of affinity- Devils normally couldn't do that at all, even if they could handle holding the weapon for whatever reason, it would reject them and dissipate the instant they tried to 'do' anything with it.

"Hmm, it feels a bit heavier than normal, Kala-san." Akeno commented as she slowly swung the weapon, going over some basic spear-forms they'd taught her.

"It should." Kalawarner nodded approvingly. "The spear I gave you this time is more dense than the ones I normally use."

Kalawarner's spears generally had more 'substance' than Raynare's spears to begin with, they felt 'heavier' despite light-spears not having physical weight to begin with, whereas Raynare's were generally lighter and better suited for throwing.

Raynare could actually throw her spears farther, despite having much less strength- though they were much more fragile when used in hand-to-hand.

Akeno found Kalawarner's spears to suit her a little more- probably because there was little point in throwing a spear when she could 'throw' a lightning bolt.

"I've been wondering," Akeno began as she switched over to one of Raynare's spears "why is it that Kala-san has her axes, but Raynare only ever uses spears? Is it just a matter of preference?"

She knew it wasn't, actually, she was just trying to broach the subject delicately, and felt a bit more confident about bringing the topic up at last now that they'd slept together in a not-yet-lewd way.

"It's not quite that simple." Raynare began. "I mean, pretty much any of us can cheat with a bit of practice and make 'swords'" She did so for emphasis- "but that's basically just making a spear with a long blade and a short handle."

Akeno chuckled at that, Yuuto had recently begun 'cheating' the same way with Sword-Birth, though he staunchly insisted (with smiling eyes) that he was still making swords.

"The issue is that the basic power-set of an Angel, Fallen or otherwise, is much less flexible than that of a Devil." Kalawarner picked up the explanation.

"If you don't mind me asking, what are the differences between the powers of Angels and Fallen?" Akeno ventured carefully, hoping not to step on a verbal land-mine.

Smiling gently to assure that no harm was done, Kalawarner said "the light-spears of Fallen Angels have a generally more jagged and irregular shape, and the range of color is significantly more varied."

"... And what about things other than spears?"

Kalawarner shook her head.

"Aside from us being a little more flexible with how our weapons are shaped, that our Holy element is less stable than that of our Heavenly kindred is the only real difference. In practical terms, it's negligible."

"So then it has something to do with your powers being less… malleable?"

"Yep! That and I dunno, I don't really need anything else, I like my light-spears!" Raynare chirped.

She felt a little bad about thinking that way, but Akeno was somewhat flattered to be able to read Raynare well enough to know that she wasn't being entirely truthful.

"Well, and probably the other reason is that I used to be a civilian, more or less." Raynare casually continued.

Akeno stiffened as the implication hit, Raynare smiled ruefully and shook her head gently to put her at ease.

"Anywho, Kala looks super sexy when she swings her axes, but I can't really picture something that suits me." Raynare said.

"Ara ara? But I think our resident Cupid would look adorable with a bow and toga?"

"I do look great in a toga." Raynare agreed without a trace of modesty, Kalawarner easily nodding along. "They're kind of flimsy though, so the breeze is a bit of a problem when I fly in them."

"Is it? But you fly in skirts all the time." Akeno pointed out.

"Yep, in skirts." Raynare swayed her hips from side to side, the skirt she was weaning swishing for emphasis.

Akeno tilted her head to one side, not quite sure what Raynare was getting at.

Usually, the main concern with flying in skirts (at least at first) was the people below you who could see up said skirt to get a view of…

A toga wasn't any different was it? People below you could still see your panties.

… Actually, she wasn't really familiar with togas, what did one wear beneath togas?

Raynare winked, and the timing immediately brought Akeno's thoughts wandering into a rather… specific direction.

Leaving Akeno flushed in the cheeks and trying not to fantasize too much, Raynare and Kalawarner shared a secretive little grin.

They'd steered the topic back into a more pleasant direction, even if there probably wasn't going to be much more actual work done.

Akeno was probably misunderstanding, of course Raynare would wear underwear beneath a toga.

… When she felt like it.

"Alright, so first off, tell me how far you got with her. I don't actually know why that question is important, but whenever I came back from leave the other guys would always ask that for some reason."

"Ok? We kissed when we were parting ways, does that count?"

Yuuji gave a nod, pursing his lips slightly as he thought.

"Alright so first off, be yourself."

Kiba nodded easily.

He told girls that all the time when they wanted dating advice from him; everyone had this idea for some reason that if they wanted someone to like them, they should act in a different way than they normally did.

There was a certain logic there- you did want to show them your good points, to a degree, but they had to be your good points to mean anything.

How are you supposed to get someone to like you if you don't show them you?

"No seriously, being you is already an unfair advantage." Yuuji reiterated. "That Musashi girl is probably still thinking about you, probably as we speak."

… Kiba wasn't sure if he was being encouraged or not, but he liked the idea of being on Musashi's thoughts… since she was constantly on his.

Though of course they had no way of knowing it, Yuuji was right.

"That being said, I like stacking the deck, so I have a few ideas anyways."

"... Eh?"

"What? I'd regret it if I didn't give my best effort into helping a friend." Yuuji said it in a matter of fact sort of way.

That's why it meant more, Kiba decided- Yuuji was the type to not hold back at all when he thought something was important.

It was funny how things worked out sometimes- he was asking Yuuji's advice on how to get closer to Musashi when they met again (when, not if, he wasn't going to allow another outcome), but, in the process, he'd ended up feeling closer to Yuuji.

He'd never had any success making friends with his own gender, so that was something to be treasured as well, he believed.

Kiba didn't know it, but at the time, he wasn't the only one trying to figure out how to bring him closer to the woman he'd fallen for.

The other person working on it, though, didn't have the slightest iota of concern for whether or not the emotional distance could be closed, thus, she was working on the physical distance instead.

A bright smile spread across her lips as Ajuka Beelzebub strode into the foyer, with the ease of long practice, Venelana Gremory looked him up and down for sources of concern without letting her eyes actually move.

Noting that he should maybe be taking just a little more time to sleep, but not enough that it was a problem as the distance between them shrank, her smile widened happily as he walked into her waiting arms without slowing.

"Ajuka-kun, it's good to see you." Venelana said, habitual bits of worry vanishing.

"You as well Lady Venelana." Ajuka calmly replied, easily returning the hug.

Venelana had always been the most physically affectionate of the 'Satan Moms' (that's the name the Satans used between themselves), and so they were used to this sort of thing.

It was no small part of why she was the most popular of the three mothers.

As they broke the hug, Venelana gave a quiet giggle as Beelzebub offered his arm for her to take, leading her up the stairs and to his office.

His office had a wall devoted to his current side-project, which was precisely what she had arranged the visit to address.

She'd even named it herself;

The 'Distant Dimension Daughter-in-law Dilemma'!

And yes, Venelana Gremory was rather proud of her naming sense.

Ajuka Beelzebub rolled his eyes with a soft chuckle as he pulled out a seat for her, poured her a cup of the tea he'd timed to finish steeping precisely when they reached the room, and went around his desk, slipping a pointing stick from his breast pocket and extending it.

"It was quite the interesting little conundrum you presented me Lady Gre-"

"Auntie Ven." Venelana interjected with a sweet smile, they were in private after all.

"Auntie Ven," Ajuka conceded without missing a beat, "but based upon the information we have from Kiba-san, as Musashi-san told him, she's become 'unanchored'- her timeline no longer exists, perhaps her entire reality, though there is little way to verify that. That she was ejected from the timeline rather than destroyed along with it suggests that she fundamentally has a high affinity for dimensional travel."

Venelana kept her silence, eyes keen and darting back and forth across the white-board.

"Frankly speaking, the solution is simplicity itself, though, one I expect that neither of them can easily achieve alone, as it stands. Musashi just needs to be drawn into our timeline, and once here, she requires an 'anchor'- proof of her existence in our world."

"So what you're saying is that they should give me grandbabies."

"... You didn't say anything wrong, but I'm a bit curious as to how you drew that conclusion."

"Well… if she brings new life into this world with someone from this world, wouldn't having descendants in this world offer evidence of her existence?"

Ajuka stared at Venelana in silence for several long seconds, before turning away and writing 'grandbabies' on the white-board.

Venelana gave a pointed cough, and Ajuka under-lined the word several times.

Venelana smiled in approval.

"So then," she shamelessly prompted. "How do we draw her into this time and place, and how do we keep her here safely to keep any 'complications' at bay?" Complications with the pregnancy, of course- who knew what travelling time and space could do to an expecting mother and the expected grandbabies.

"There's a bit more work to be done there, but I've created a modified version of the Familiar Summoning Ritual- when I say that Kiba and Musashi would be unlikely to use this method on their own, what I refer to is the massive amount of mana that such a ritual would require."

"How massive?"

"Potentially more than a Satan's worth, but doubtfully more than two." Ajuka casually admitted. "I volunteer, for the record."

"You're such a good child." She praised him.

Giving an amused snort, Ajuka continued on.

"The other thing we require is a 'connection'- as I understand it, Musashi had received similar knowledge from another source- this 'Chaldea' has me rather curious- and thus that's taken care of with the 'memento' Kiba gave her."

"And once she's here… oh, 'Familiar' once again, yes?"

"Indeed." Ajuka gave a pleased nod. "If Kiba qualified for a peerage, giving Musashi an Evil Piece would be perfect- and that can be done later on- but for now, creating a Familiar Pact will tether her directly to Kiba- with the added benefit that her presence here will synchronize with Kiba's 'Paradox'."

"That also gives them an excuse to fight side-by-side and go on hunting dates."

"That too, yes."

"Wonderful." Venelana clapped her hands together. "Now, is there anything else I should know, or can offer assistance on, perhaps? We are on a bit of a timeline, after all."

"We are?" Ajuka asked curiously. "... We are, aren't we? We'll have her present in time to make the necessary preparations, though I suppose you'll wish to handle those yourself?"

"I'll have Rias involved as well." Venelana nodded with a smile.

"Excellent. That should be it then."

"Thank you very much, Juka-kun." Venelana said softly, taking a small sip of her partially forgotten tea. "Now, catch me up to speed with yourself, if you would? Any other new projects, any cute girls, that sort of thing?"

Ajuka rolled his eyes again, but he couldn't say he was really bothered.

As the only orphan among the Great Satans, the one he owed the most for never getting the chance to feel like the only orphan was Venelana Gremory. Even if centuries had passed since such things bothered him, the gratitude had yet to fade and likely never would.

So of course he had properly prepared to entertain her with a story or three.

He'd kind of figured something like this was happening when Akeno had wished him a good night- she didn't really do that before bed unless she wasn't going to be in bed with him.

There was a tingle on his skin as he passed the threshold, and Yuuji noted that the bedroom he was in was still his.

It was just the one in the dorm instead of the Gremory mansion.

The next thing he saw were boobs, heaving with heavy breaths and glistening invitingly with a thin layer of sweat.

Idly, he noted that Kalawarner was still wearing her panties for some reason, and that they were sticking to her skin, so they'd probably been at it for a bit.

"You're having sex on my bed."

Raynare, equally as naked, casually continued playing with Kalawarner's breasts from behind as she leaned around to put her chin on Kalawarner's shoulders and shake her head at him.

"Nuh uh, we're doing foreplay on your bed." She refuted cheerfully. "How are we supposed to have a threesome with only two people?"

Yuuji nodded agreeably, seeing no flaw in her argument.

"Hmm, I think you may be a bit overdressed for that though, Yuuji." Kalawarner's rich voice was thick with arousal, her eyes shimmering with promise. Raynare had been doing some good work, it seemed. "Let us help you with that."

"Well, don't let me stop you."

Moving into the center of the room as the girls untangled from the bed and each other, Yuuji embraced them as they pressed himself to either side, and the Fallen cooed happily as each of his hands dutifully busied themselves with a tight, curvy rump.

Kalawarner gently claimed his lips as Raynare got to work on the buttons of his shirt, and the girls' hands began to wander his exposed torso when Raynare took her turn.

They'd used a hand each to undo his belt when a shiver coursed through their naked bodies.

"Hwwa…?" Raynare moaned in puzzlement as she broke the kiss.

"Oh, so that's why it got breezy all of a sudden." Kalawarner murmured, directing her attention to the twin pieces of wispy, lust-soaked fabrics on the floor.

"... Wait, when did you even?" Raynare blinked- "no wait, how did you manage to take off our panties without either of us noticing?"

"I have my ways."

Yuuji didn't allow them to reply with proper words, while they hadn't been all that covered to begin with, there was now nothing between him and their butts.

Making it more difficult for them to get his pants undone was totally worth it, in his mind.

It wasn't like they were in a rush, and so Yuuji casually began to step up the grope and fondle, enjoying the way their naked bodies writhed against him.

Eventually they broke free, changing things up when it was clear they weren't getting anywhere.

Kalawarner slipped around to hug him from behind, gently suckling and nibbling on his neck as Raynare daintily kneeled in front of him to pull down his zipper, giggling like a naughty schoolgirl (which she totally was) as his freed erection nearly slapped her in the face.

Once he was naked as well, Yuuji offered his hands and pulled her to her feet and into a kiss, and Kalawarner moved her arms down to caress Raynare's hips, gently rocking her body to rub herself against his as they pressed themselves tightly together, enjoying the growing heat of three bodies.

None of them were quite sure how they made it to the bed, but when they did, Yuuji pulled Kalawarner around himself, giving her a small shove to leave her sitting down beside Raynare, their legs dangling off the bed as he stood over them.

Twin moans intertwined as Yuuji let his fingers glide up their inner thighs and towards the growing heat building between their legs.

Gasping, Raynare and Kalawarner turned their flushed gazes upon each other, drawing one another into a deep kiss.

While their lips were occupied, they reached out with their closest hands, crossing at the wrists to link their fingers together- with Yuuji's erection in between.

Moving deftly in harmony, the two Fallen began to slowly pump his shaft, their rhythm only faltering when he dipped a finger each inside of them.

The Fallen moaned into each other's mouths, staring at him invitingly out of the corner of heavy-lidded eyes.

It didn't take long for the sounds of his thrusting fingers to be audibly wet, and his own shaft was starting to ooze pre.

And while it was pretty satisfying to make a girl orgasm from foreplay (though it was actually easier with Fallen and Devils, they were designed to get off easy and often), it seemed they were of the same opinion.

A look was shared by two and missed by one as they all moved onto the bed proper.

Kalawarner took her time crawling on top of Raynare, occasionally ducking her head to make the dark-haired girl squirm with a gentle kiss or nip against soft skin.

When they'd positioned themselves, Raynare looked up at Yuuji and winked, which was a lot kinkier from between Kalawarner's naked legs.

The two Fallen had positioned themselves to 69… Kalawarner's gasp as Raynare planted a kiss on her clit grew in volume as Yuuji, who was knelt between her legs, smoothly slid his length inside of her.

Casually, Yuuji noted that he could check the '69+1' off his bucket-list.

It took only a moment for Raynare to figure out how to make Kalawarner feel good in this posture- Kalawarner had easy access to her, but her and Yuuji were aiming at the same place.

Mostly, it was just hard to think straight because Kalawarner was really good at oral, regardless of the gender she was going down on.

When they figured it out, though, it was Kalawarner who became nearly incapable of focusing enough to pleasure Raynare- which suited the Fallen Angel of Love just fine, she got off on emotion just as much as technique.

Every time Yuuji would pull back, Raynare's tongue would flick Kalawarner's clit- Raynare took charge of the rhythm, since Yuuji couldn't actually see what she was doing, grinding her hips up against Kalawarner's face as Kalawarner licked and gasped between her legs.

When Kalawarner's velvet walls began to clamp tight around his shaft, Yuuji began to slowly pick up the pace, giving Raynare time to adjust.

Kalawarner's whole body quivered as Raynare closed her lips around clit, and that quivering turned spastic as Raynare gave a playful hum, the vibrations coursing through her body.

Left to topple slowly over the brink by Raynare, Kalawarner was helpless as Yuuji tagged in, and shoved her over that edge with one hard thrust.

From beneath Kalawarner, Raynare's eyes shot open wide, in seconds she was screaming her own release as Kalawarner clamped onto her thighs and buried her face in Raynare's muff- sending her orgasmic cry echoing off her inner walls.

Raynare's legs fell open defensively as Kalawarner slumped on top of her, both women shivering as their breath washed against sensitive skin.

Lifting her head to wink back at Yuuji, it was Kalawarner's turn to set the pace as he slid out of her.

Raynare blinked as the lights came back on, so to speak- Kalawarner had moved off of her, pulling her up to kneel between Kalawarner's legs. Directing her to turn around, Kalawarner pulled Raynare back onto her lap.

… And cupped her thighs, taking advantage of Raynare's flexibility to lift her legs above her head, leaving Raynare both folded up and spread open.

Her smirk almost audible, Kalawarner locked eyes with Yuuji and offered in a formal tone "please, help yourself."

Raynare sucked in her breath as Yuuji got on all fours, a muffled moan escaping her lips as he dragged his tongue the length of her slit, tasting her arousal.

He'd feel like he was slacking off if he was the only one who didn't go down on either of his partners.

Raynare seemed to appreciate the sentiment, tangling her fingers in his hair as he thrust his tongue inside of her.

Kalawarner, enjoying the show but not content to be passive, began kissing hot trails up and down the side of Raynare's slim white neck.

"Y-Yuuji?" Raynare's quavering voice pleaded between shallow gasps and ragged moans. "A-aren't you…? A-ah!? D-don't you want to stick it in me?"

"I did actually, now that you mention it."

Yuuji laid out onto his back, and Kalawarner let down Raynare's legs to allow the dark-haired Fallen to crawl her way up Yuuji's body, cleavage brushing against his length as she did.

She straddled him, and Kalawarner reached between both their legs to take hold of his shaft, guiding it in as Raynare's hips sunk down.

Raynare threw her head back, glossy hair shimmering in the dim light as Yuuji filled her.

Beaming down at him with a loving smile, Raynare reached down, and Yuuji met her halfway as they linked hands, fingers interlocking.

Yuuji couldn't help but grin a little, it was pretty cute how handholding was the thing that made Raynare blush the most.

With a giddy smile, Raynare shifted and began to slowly move her hips.

… That was her intention, anyways.

Raynare gasped in surprise as a pair of warm, slippery breasts molded against her back, and a pair of delicate hands strongly cupped her ass from either side.

Anticipation written across her face, Raynare lifted her legs, placing her feet onto the bed for added stability.

And then she began to move- Kalawarner, that was, effortlessly controlling the pace of Yuuji and Raynare's coupling, pumping Raynare's supple body up and down with arm strength alone.

As she did, her fond gaze watched Yuuji's face closely, using his expression and the twitching of Raynare's body against her own to make adjustments.

It was a strange feeling, having sex with a girl while neither of them controlled the pace, but in a fun way.

Yuuji doubted a lot of humans (regardless of gender) could pull something like that off, but then again, Kala wouldn't have any trouble holding the bed off the ground while he and Raynare had sex on top of it.

Though, he was more impressed by how good she was making it feel for both of them.

And actually, he was getting pretty close.

Kalawarner winked as she lifted Raynare a bit higher, and when she brought her down, he thrust his hips up.

Yuuji's vision went white to the sound of Raynare's blissful wail ringing in his ears.

Kalawarner was ready to melt- whether from the feeling of being cherished or from the method such feelings were shown was anyone's guess.

She was on her back, gazing up at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes as her parted lips tried to form the syllables of two separate names and managed neither.

Her fists clenched at sweat-drenched sheets as her lovely form quivered and shook.

Yuuji and Raynare were stretched out at her sides, each had claimed a single of her breasts each with their mouths, and each was pumping a single finger in and out of her quivering folds.

There was no way for her to adjust to their rhythm, not when both refused to let her.

Where Raynare was gentle, Yuuji was aggressive, when Raynare grew heated, Yuuji became tender to match.

When surrender became her only option, Kalawarner felt blessed to have no other choice.

Kalawarner arched her back with a heady scream as Yuuji's orgasm extended her own, her needy walls clinging desperately to his pulsing shaft.

Laying atop her quivering form, Raynare delicately brushed away strands of ocean-blue that had clung to Kalawarner's sweat-slick face.

Yuuji pulled out and sat back, closing his eyes as he took long, slow inhales and exhales to get his breathing under control.

Rolling off of the blissfully limp Kalawarner, Raynare laid out on her side, rubbing Kalawarner's shivering stomach, both to ease the after-shocks and as a shameless excuse to play with her lightly defined abs.

"You know, Kala, I used to worry that if we found a man he wouldn't be able to keep up with both of us."

"... And now?" Kalawarner managed to gasp, turning her head to gaze at her with warm eyes.

"Mostly I'm glad that Akeno is bisexual."

Yuuji smirked.

Yuuji never did end up asking.

Whatever it was that had been weighing on her, he and Raynare had managed to drive it off.

When their eyes met for the first time, the following morning, Kalawarner smiled the kind of smile that, somewhere along the way, he'd started looking forward to seeing.

And for Yuuji, that was enough.

Every time her cellphone (her personal one, not her work phone) buzzed, her heart felt a little lighter, her day a little brighter.

When he had told her that he was going to be going to the Underworld for 'something called a summer vacation' (she still got a giggle out of how mysterious he made it sound), she had told him one thing in return.

"Tell me about it, from time to time."

While Julia would have loved for him to have gone ahead with that, she wasn't actually expecting anything.

Yuuji was usually terrible at self-reporting for anything tactical- she'd been resigned to learning about him through all the girls that were now in his life.

Which were great about it, and great for him, so it was kind of a net win.

But still, it would have been nice to actually hear from him.

She'd dropped her phone in surprise when she'd gotten her wish.

She'd also gone from 'in tears' to 'bawling like a hormonal teenage girl' by the end of it, but she'd gotten her wish.

Merciless even when he wasn't trying to be, he'd kept doing it too- with the exception of the training camp ('I spent most of it being chased by a dragon' was a great excuse, she agreed), Yuuji had texted her every day.

A trend had been quick to manifest in a decisively Yuuji-esque fashion; he glossed over anything too outlandish or dangerous, less in an attempt to worry her, because she'd accuse him of being an imposter if he tried, but more because he basically didn't care about those things.

'Dragons are bullshit', 'sparkles are WMDs' and 'krakens are real and surprisingly nutritious' summed up what she was pretty sure were supposed to be significant events.

But when Yuuji was verbose, it was of simple, ordinary things- dance lessons with Lady Gremory, reading a book with Akeno, going for walks in the garden- all commonplace, everyday bits of happiness that you didn't need to go to the Underworld to find.

… It was obvious which experiences mattered more to him, but in a way, it didn't really matter- every single word was, to her, was something precious and irreplaceable.

Even when it was only a single phrase. If it was a single phrase, the sap would just send the same four words that every text ended with:

'I love you, Julia'.

Not for the first time in the past weeks, Julia Bardera drifted off to sleep with her phone cradled to her breast- the smile on her face as blissful as it was lonely.

He'd made all the necessary preparations- he'd even ducked out briefly before lunch to 9029 another problem before it became something troublesome.

He'd also defeated an SS-Class Stray Devil by exploiting her weakness like a true assassin- leaving her defeated body curled up in his lap after he'd maneuvered himself to have the sun warm his legs just right.

When Koneko had wandered across them, she'd stared at him for several long moments before muttering "maybe I should call you Sensei instead of Senpai".

He accepted the praise with a warrior's dignity.

It was one of the nights that fell under his self-imposed rule, so he had initially planned to spend it alone.

He'd also received another reminder that he liked some surprises, at least as much as Xenovia liked kisses involving lots of tongue.

In the end, while keeping to his rule ended up being a bit of a near thing, what Yuuji found instead ended up being another irreplaceable memory.

Though the context was a bit different, it actually did start with a girl asking to sleep with him.

She'd probably misheard.

She'd misheard right!?

"R-Really!?" Asia managed to squeak.

Yuuji gave her a strange look.

"Uh, yeah, really?"

"Y-you r-really don't m-mind?"

"... What are you getting all worked up for? You do know I like you, right?"

"... W-when you put it that way, it sounds kind of silly." Asia murmured, ducking her head.

"Because it is." Yuuji replied without the slightest hesitation.

Asia puffed out her cheeks in protest.

"It's okay to be nervous you know. Happens to everyone." He softly suggested.

"E-even you?"

"More than you'd think."

Gazing at him in awe as if he'd abruptly revealed some hidden truth of the world was a little much, he felt.

"... Yuuji-san is very cute when he sulks." Were the words she used to break the silence.

"... That so?"

Asia froze like a mouse before a serpent as he swept her up into a princess carry, but after a moment she relaxed, a shy, beaming smile upon her doll-like face.

"Shall we?"

"... Yes please."

Elsewhere, Akeno and Rias shared a moment of proud silence for no reason that they could determine.

Asia was a little too nervous, he thought.

She'd just asked to sleep with him- and Yuuji knew better to assume she meant sex, they'd literally never spent the night in the same bed.

"Asia, you're overthinking it." Yuuji told her. "Here, let's do it this way. I'll hop into bed and leave the covers open, and whatever you want to do from there, you can do, okay?"

Asia gave a bashful little nod.

Sliding into bed, he left her plenty of room.

After a moment or two, she slid in beside him, laying on her back on the pillow next to his with their shoulders not quite touching. Yuuji threw the covers over the two of them and laid there in silence, giving her all the time she needed.

"C-can I move a little closer?"

"Sure."

Asia rolled on her side to face him, and he turned his head to smile at her as gently as he could.

Tentatively, a hand wormed its way through the covers, gently draping across his chest as Asia snuggled in closer.

"C-could I… k-kiss you good night? Please?"

Yuuji closed the distance between them and gave her a peck on the lips.

Asia flushed red, and then giggled happily. Squirming a bit more, she laid her head against his chest with a soft, relieved sigh.

"Y-Yuuji?"

"Yeah, Asia?"

"Thank you for… being patient with me."

"Take as long as you need, Asia. I'll be here whenever you need me."

"... O-okay… Good night Yuuji. I… you."

Yuuji pulled her in a little closer as Asia's small and soft body relaxed in his arms.

"... I love you too, Asia."

Whether she heard him or not was anyone's guess, but the smile upon her sleeping face never left it.

When they woke up in each other's arms, she kissed him good morning without feeling shy about it at all.

"When I think about it, you were the first to ask that question out of anyone I know." Rias admitted, as Yuuji was packing a few miscellaneous items.

Yuuji gave a noncommittal hum in response, though inwardly, he was currently glad that the answer to the timezone question had been in his favor.

The Gremory territory being two hours behind Japan worked in his favor, it gave him leeway for morning snuggles and temporary goodbyes without interfering with his plans for the morning.

"I'll make the necessary arrangements, though I'd assume you'd like a few days to yourselves?" Rias asked, hugging him from one side and planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Probably, yeah, I'll let you know when we have it figured out. Thanks, Rias."

Akeno, wrapping herself around his other side, turned his head her way, kissing his lips instead of his cheeks.

"Don't feel like you have to hurry back, okay? We understand, so have fun and spoil her lots."

"Will do. Love you both."

""We love you too.""

"Say hi to her for us." Akeno added on.

Yuuji stepped through the portal and vanished.

From the slightly parted curtains, a thin beam of sunlight warmed her cheeks.

Yawning, Julia rose into a sitting position, stretching with a languid yawn and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

Her wake-up routine became significantly more animated as the open bedroom door presented the scent of sizzling bacon and fresh coffee.

… She was emerging from the tiny bedroom hallway of her single bedroom flat when it occurred to her what was strange about breakfast being cooked when she lived alone.

The fatigue melted from her body as she found him there in the open kitchenette, brow creased slightly with the usual sign of him focused totally upon the task at hand.

He turned to her with a mildly disgruntled look and said "go back to bed, JB."

"... Eh?"

Impatiently, Yuuji sighed and asked "how am I supposed to serve you breakfast in bed when you're not in bed?"

Julia could hardly remember the last time she'd tucked herself into bed so quickly.

But minutes later, when he slipped into bed with breakfast for two, it was his lips she decided to taste first.

Julia let out a moan that would have made a pornstar blush as Yuuji pressed into her.

… With his thumbs- Yuuji's magic hands had nothing to do with magic being real, even when one of his hands was literally a magical prosthetic.

Though it might have had something to do with all the extra practice he was getting.

She didn't feel all that bad about not warning the girls- most were willing to believe that Yuuji was good at giving massages, but as for how good he was, feeling was believing.

It was more than enough to melt away the question of why he could make a massage table with the Arsenal Memoir.

Speaking of melting- Yuuji's palm pressed, and a heady cry filled the air as the stress fled her body in one delicious rush of heat.

Yuuji's hands switched from 'massaging' to merely 'rubbing' her back as the limp and quivering Julia gasped against the headrest.

It would have taken her forever to get off the table, as blissfully boneless as she was- which Julia took as a win, as it landed her in Yuuji's arms once again.

When they ended up cuddling on the couch, Yuuji proved his merciless nature once more, and in the best way possible.

"Not that I'm complaining, but what's the occasion?"

"It's my summer vacation, and you finally were approved for time off as well."

"... I think I'd remember asking for time off."

"Forging your signature is probably one of your secretary's most valuable talents."

"... I'm not going to touch that one. Instead, I'll ask how I managed to get approved, we had several 'appointments'-"

"9029 has always been a wildcard, and karma put in a busy few days."

"... Karma, huh?"

"That, and wild animal attacks on joggers aren't entirely unheard of. Anyways, Ruth says hi."

"... There was a lot of work put into this, wasn't there?" JB murmured in a small voice, partially muffled by the arms around her and the muscly chest beneath her cheek.

"I've never had a proper summer vacation, so I went all in."

"... And where do I fit into that?"

"All the best moments so far have been with the people I loved." Yuuji's voice calmly asserted from above her. "Wouldn't be complete without you, JB."

"..."

A single drop of moisture fell onto his shirt as Julia snuggled in deeper.

"... Love you too, you big sap."

Yuuji and JB had ended up laying on the couch in silence for hours- JB had quietly drifted off to sleep after the first, the stress and loneliness she had refused to admit to driven off by feelings of peace and affection.

Yuuji wasn't sure when he drifted off, himself- one moment he was awake, and the next moment his eyes were easing themselves open to find that JB was straddling him instead of cuddling him.

Deep blue eyes shimmering with warmth and desire, JB wet her lips by slowly, sensually dragging her tongue across them.

Cupping his cheeks with both hands, JB leaned down and pressed her lips against his- a series of long, slow kisses that slowly grew more heated each time their lips met.

She flinched back in surprise as their tongues met- they'd both had the same idea, it seemed.

Eyes twinkling with mirth, JB closed back in, their tongues sliding alongside one another as they deepened the kiss- JB moaned into Yuuji's mouth as the hands resting upon her hips made themselves comfortable on the full curve of her rear instead… effortlessly slipping underneath the hem of her thin negligee for better access.

In response, her hands left his face, draping themselves over his shoulders, one of her hands tangling slim fingers in Yuuji's dark hair.

Much as they enjoyed tasting one another, it wasn't long before they both came to the conclusion that there was still too much distance between them- even if that distance was formed only by clothing.

Julia broke the kiss, her upper body swaying playfully to give her breasts that extra bounce as she lifted her arms above her head. Yuuji obliged by sliding his hands slowly up her shivering sides, hiking up her wispy nightgown as he did.

Her bare breasts jiggled free- leaving Julia in a pair of simple black panties of the sort she normally wore to bed- they looked good, left bare just enough of her butt for Yuuji to have fun with, and were still comfortable to sleep in.

Yuuji leaned forward slightly so that Julia could return the favor, she stripped off his t-shirt and tossed it aside to join her own garment.

Leaning back down to resume their make-out, Julia pressed herself tightly against Yuuji as she did, taking pleasure in the way her soft bosom squished and contorted lewdly against Yuuji's dense pecs.

In response, Yuuji's hands found her ass once more, and she gasped into his mouth as his fingers wormed their way beneath the stretchy fabric and began lightly kneading.

"At first I was going to suggest… the bed." Julia rasped out between kisses. "But now it's too far away- take me right here, right now."

JB lifted her hips off of him, kneeling so that Yuuji could undo his belt. At her insistence, he didn't bother sliding her panties off of her, just did… something that allowed him to rip them off of her without any significant tugging- she knew he had his ways.

Neither of them needed any more preparation- the moment there was nothing between them, JB sank her hips down, taking Yuuji inside of her all the way up to the base.

Strands of golden hair shimmering in the sunlight, she threw her head back with a husky, exultant cry as Yuuji's length filled her, pulling his head against her breast as the warmth burned through her body.

Yuuji took that as a hint- capturing one of her pretty pink nipples with his lips, his hand palming the other as he looped an arm around Julia's slim waist.

Julia began to slowly rock her hips, any sense of impatience blown away with Yuuji inside of her- she didn't know how long it had been since they'd been together last, and she didn't care- she wanted to savor this.

Despite how amazing his mouth was on her breasts, her own mouth didn't have anything to do- Julai fixed that by pushing lightly on Yuuji's shoulders, prompting him to settle back once more so that they could kiss while they made love.

Slowly she rode him while Yuuji's hands wandered and groped her ass and hips, the two languidly swapping saliva as they reacquainted themselves with each other's bodies.

Smiling against his lips as the idea struck, Julia broke the kiss, keeping Yuuji down with a playful hand against his chest. Licking her lips as she sat up, Julia began to gyrate her hips in slow, rhythmic circles, dancing on top of his dick while gazing down at him with heavy-lidded eyes.

Cheeky thing that he was, Yuuji put his hands behind his head, settling in comfortably to enjoy the show- this only encouraged JB, as he'd hoped, her erotic dance became more passionate and perhaps just a little competitive, naked tits bouncing and jiggling with every sway of her hips.

… The race was always going to end in a tie, though- his shaft brushed that one perfect spot, and JB's rhythm broke with wide eyes and a startled moan- which led to her dripping folds clenching hard.

With no more time for technique, her lips crashed against his as Yuuji's hips jerked upwards- their voices intermingling as wildly as their release.

JB slumped on top of him as he clung to her, both breaking the kiss to get their breathing under control.

Hugging her gently, Yuuji began to slowly rub her back, JB giving a pleased hum as she did.

"You really filled me up, didn't you?" JB commented casually, sitting up as if Yuuji wasn't still inside of her and partially erect. "Sometimes I worry about those girls- you were a sex fiend before you were ever a fiend."

"They take turns, it's all very efficient." Yuuji reported matter-of-factly, using the same tone he'd adopt for on-the-job reporting.

JB chuckled down at him, brushing a stray lock of gold back behind her ear.

"I bet, though I'm a little jealous-" She froze.

Yuuji sighed and replied to both the words spoken and unspoken, reading her with the ease of long practice.

"Why do you think I'm practicing teleportation so much?"

JB relaxed with a sigh, her smile returning.

"You know, I had a good reason for not moving to Kuoh with you."

"I know, and I appreciate the thought." Yuuji agreed.

"But… maybe." She was hesitating, futile as it was since she knew full well he could see through her.

"Rias may or not be the type of needlessly rich girl that's reserved like half a dozen suitable places for you- oh, and don't try to get around that, she'll probably just buy any property you move into to make sure you get a 'fair price for rent'."

JB was silent for several long moments, her only movement being several long, slow blinks.

"... It's already decided, isn't it?"

"It's better this way, I really suck at asking for things I want other than sex."

JB nodded sagely at the admission, but she still needed to ask, reluctant though she was.

"Is it… is it really okay, Yuuji?"

"Please."

"Okay, okay, we can go another round." JB agreed with a rueful smile. "I have enough pull to force the transfer anyways." It wasn't like she couldn't get results by throwing her weight around, she just had too much work ethic to do it solely for her own benefit.

"Thanks Julia, I really appreciate it."

Well, not entirely for her own benefit- Yuuji's smile made it worth it all on its own, anyways.

Making love was wonderful, not just in the way that it let her see Yuuji at his most tender and affectionate.

But as good as it was, Julia had a different sort of itch that needed scratching, as well- she didn't want Yuuji just to make love to her, sometimes, she wanted him to bend her over and just fuck her stupid.

… Her tastes may have been influenced by Yuuji being her first.

Julia's screams of bliss echoed through the modestly-sized but expensively-priced apartment as Yuuji bent her over the dining room table and took her from behind, pounding into her roughly as her sweat-slick breasts slid and jiggled across the expensive finish.

Julia arched against his solid frame as he leaned over her, and she cried out shamelessly as he bit down on the smooth curve that connected her neck and her shoulder, just hard enough to mark her as his.

… As if there was ever any doubt.

"Yuuji! Ah~! Y-Yuuji!"

"You're not going to be living here much longer, Julia." Yuuji breathed in her ear, a predatory growl underscoring his usual monotone. "Let's make sure the walls remember the sound of your voice."

He eased up just enough to slide his hands beneath her pinned body and sink his fingers into her quivering bosom.

A stuttering moan spilled helplessly from her slack mouth as her eyes rolled back in her head- her velvet walls clinging to his thrusting shaft for dear life.

"You asked for this, didn't you, JB?" She could hear his smirk even if she couldn't feel it. "So… why not just-"

"Let." Faster.

"Your." Harder.

"Self." Rougher.

"Go." Yuuji's last word was drowned out by Julia's scream of ecstasy as she came and came hard, bucking wildly in his arms as he pushed her from one orgasm to another without slowing in the least.

By the time they were finished, Julia was a limp puddle of ecstasy, slumped on the table beneath him with both her release, and his staining her trembling inner thighs and slowly oozing down towards the floor.

She didn't even remember the part where he carried her into the shower to help her get cleaned off, she'd been awake for about a third of the day, and didn't make it a minute further.

The last thing she remembered was a slow and steady heartbeat beneath her ear, and warm, strong arms around her body.

… It seemed she'd missed her chance once again- Yuuji would be spending the next several days with Harudera-san.

Not that she begrudged him or her, for that, it was her own dithering to blame, and no one else's.

For a long time, she had privately wondered if it wasn't only her womb that was frozen and cold, sometimes she wondered if the curse had seeped up into her heart as well.

She could certainly show and feel affection, and she wouldn't deny herself enough to say that it wasn't one kind of love that she felt for those she'd been fortunate enough to find herself surrounded with.

But somewhere along the way, she'd given up on romance.

It was true, she'd had a few brief trysts over the years- she was still a Devil, even if a somewhat less than complete one, Lust was no stranger to her.

… She didn't even know if it would become anything more, with him.

Only that it could for the first time in what felt like an eternity.

Zechs had been confident that she was feeling that way about Rias' Pawn… it was more than a little saddening that her master could see in others what he could not feel himself.

… No, perhaps it wasn't so strange after all.

She hadn't given up hope that he would one day find that special someone, even though they had both long since acknowledged that that door between the two of them would never again open.

But, a door for her had opened.

She had the blessing of both Rias and Akeno.

Even if she wasn't certain yet, all she needed to do was ask.

… She just needed to ask, and then, Grayfia was certain that she would have her answer.

The one she wished to speak with was not there, but she spoke the words aloud, nonetheless, as if rehearsing them for when they would matter most.

"Yuuji, you turned me down, once, and, given the circumstances at the time, I am nothing if not grateful. But, were I to ask that same question once more… would your answer remain the same?"

Yeah, so you probably guessed, by honoring the number three I meant I'd write a threesome- there's also three girls involved in explicit lemons overall in this chapter, so that counts too.

After the summer is over, you'll see JB around a bit more, so I'm sure a few of you will enjoy that- though she's not quite done for now, either.

Had lots of fun writing this chapter, lot's of bonding of both the sexy and the wholesome variety.

And you can probably imagine what that end bit means for Grayfia.

Also, for future reference, mentioning birth control during lemons often seems to ruin the pacing- so let's just leave it implied for the most part.