~ Further Exploring ~

Issei saw the magic circle spin. It kept spinning and spinning. The red light started taking shape as the magic circle spun even faster. Words appeared on circle. It was unreadable, but became more visible the faster it spun.

It read "I do not own Highschool DxD nor anything I reference in this fic."

Today was the day Falstein will get to meet the new Head of the House of Seir therefore everything had to be spotless, that is why he made his rounds around the main Seir house inspecting every single hallway and room. Falstein made sure that the pictures and statues and paintings of the dead Lords and Ladies were in the perfect place. He double-checked the pantry with the cooks to see if the vegetables were fresh, the meat was of the highest quality, and the spices had their taste. He assigned a squad of maids and butlers to every room to remove every speck of dust that had gathered the previous day. Falstein himself had cleaned and changed the beddings of the Master Room yesterday, picked the material that will be used in making the new Master's clothes, set up the drapes, shined the windows, and tested the electrical devices. He rechecked the collections of the previous heads, making sure that every single picture, sculpture, musical instrument, gem, and etcetera were accounted for.

The Seir have always collected anything that caught their eye. Falstein wouldn't bat an eye if the new master would collect stuffed toys for the rest of their life. That would only prove that the new master had indeed Seir blood coursing through their veins.

Now, Falstein wasn't an anxious man but if his 1,500 years had taught him something, it was that anything could go wrong at any second. No matter how much preparation a person makes, they won't be able to predict everything and prepare for everything; doing so is an act of futility. That didn't mean that preparations shouldn't be made; in fact, preparations should be made for anything and everything that could be prepared for — and Falstein wanted everything accounted for, that meant that they will prepare for anything that the new Master might want. If the Master wanted Eastern food, it shall be served; if the Master wanted to bed every maiden under his rule, Falstein and the people were prepared to offer them up; if the Master wanted to see someone bleed and for heads to roll, several criminals were in the dungeon, ready to be killed.

No matter what the Master wants, Falstein will do anything in his power to make sure he gets it. Falstein owed the Seir that much and more.

Falstein was broken out of his thoughts when a crimson circle spawned in front of him. He stood and bowed. "Lord Lucifer," Falstein greeted the Demon King. The large, intimidating, and yet the relaxed image of Sirzechs sat cross-legged before

Falstein like a hologram from Startrek Wars. His beautiful, womanly face was framed by a mane of red hair and was twisted into a stern look of thought that could shrink elephants.

Sirzechs smiled. "At ease, Falstein. How have the preparations been going?"

"Everything is in place, Lord Lucifer. The younger servants are eager to meet their new master, but not anxious."

"That's good. Are you sure that no one will hear about the return of the Seir?"

"Of course Lord Lucifer," Falstein said without blinking. "I trust the servants of this castle with my life. I'm sure that word of his arrival will not reach the ears outside. Now, Lord Lucifer, are you sure that the information won't be leaked from your side?"

Sirzechs laughed. "I'm sure. The only other people who know about this are my sister and her peerage, the Sitri, my wife, and the other Demon Kings. I know that all of them will keep their mouths shut about the matter."

"Of course. Lucifer has wisdom beyond his years."

"Hmph, you flatter me," Sirzechs flicked his wrist, "I'm sending the coordinates of my sister's house teleportation circle. I'll remodify it once you've taken the boy." Another red, hand-sized magic circle spawned beside the human-sized circle where Sirzechs positioned himself.

"I thank you, Lord Sirzechs," Falstein said. He touched the hand-sized circle and it expanded. The red circle spun around three times before turning a dull shade of aqua blue.

"No need for thanks. Just doing my job as Hell's babysitter," Sirzechs said. "Also, before I forget. It seems like Leviathan is going to cause you and the House of Seir some problems in the near future," with those words, Sirzechs disappeared in a flash of red light.

Falstein let the large magic circle float to the floor then stepped into it. He closed his eyes and the circle enveloped him in a flash of light. Falstein reopened them to see a principal's office remodeled into an occult clubroom, complete with diagrams and candles on the walls to pictures of demons and angels fighting each other on the ceiling.

Six children sat around a low coffee table. He recognized four to be the Sirzechs' sister and her peerage. The final two were a boy and a girl with brown hair. The two seemed similar to one another, both gave auras of Seir blood and… something else yet still similar. The boy's aura felt more Seir than the girl's which made him the new master while the girl was probably a part of his peerage. Falstein also smelled the girl's scent on the boy and vice versa.

Falstein focused his sights on the boy. The boy looked nothing like a Seir. He didn't have their flowing white hair, fair complexion, height, not even the eye of a Seir. It didn't matter though, Falstein still felt the blood of the Seir in the boy's veins even though it felt so very weak. There were ways to trigger a dormant gene, it was better than nothing.

"I assume that you are the young master," Falstein said. The boy flinched and proceeded to bow while muttering a "Yes I am."

"Please Young Master, do not bow to this servant of yours. I am only here to serve you," Falstein bowed faster than the boy could. To show him that Falstein shouldn't be bowed to.

"Uhm, okay? Uh, my name is Hyo— er— Issei Seir. Mmm, heir of the Seir Pillar," Issei said.

Falstein chuckled to himself. The boy has got spirit, Falstein will give him that. A little tutoring and the Young Master could pass on as a noble. He could use some grace in his clumsy movements. "Master Issei," Falstein said, making sure to make the "Master" part clear to the Young Master. "I am here to escort you to your main house."

"What main house?"

"Yes Ise, did you not remember what I told you before you left yesterday?" the Gremory Princess spoke.

"No," the boy said with a sheepish grin.

The Gremory Princess let out a small sigh. "Nevermind, since your butler is already here to bring you to your main house," she said and stood. She walked towards Issei.

The two talked while Falstein observed the rest of the room, protection circles were carved onto the walls and an observation ball was placed on the table. Pictures of the Gremory Princess and her peerage were on the walls, a couple of shelves of books were by the corners of the room, and the furniture was of top-class quality. The smell of light perfume filled the air as well as the relaxing aroma of tea.

"Head Butler-san, what's your name?" Issei said, snapping Falstein out of his observation state.

"Forgive me Young Master for forgetting my manners," Falstein bowed, "My name is Falstein, head butler of the Seir Pillar. I am yours to command."

"Farstein-san, how will we travel to my house?"

"Through the magic circle, Young Master," Falstein gestured to the magic circle.

"I see… I never traveled through a magic circle before," the Young Master let out a nervous smile.

"It isn't unpleasant, Young Master. It is just slowly falling then rising."

"Could you stop calling me Young Master?"

Falstein smiled. "Very well, Milord."

The Young Master grimaced but stepped on the semi-active teleportation circle. Falstein took that as his cue to slowly activate it. The Young Master's peerage member followed after him. The Queen of the Gremory Princess hugged Issei and whispered to him. Falstein nodded to Rias who nodded back. Falstein then teleported all three of them to the Seir's main house.

They sunk into the teleportation circle and a myriad of colors assaulted their eyes. Falstein heard the Master and his peerage gasp in surprise at the amount of light they saw. For what felt like seconds, or minutes, or hours, they stayed like that. The passage of time while teleporting was eerie. Falstein looked up to see the other side of the circle. They reached it in a few moments... ..or days… ..or years. The measurement of time was uncertain while teleporting.

Issei released a gasp he didn't realize he had been holding. It felt like he had been choking for weeks on end while a plethora of colors flooded by him, touching and not touching him at the same time. He sank but, at the same time, was swimming upwards. Issei felt dizzy and stable but the hard land under him helped alleviate the dizziness.

Issei looked around to see that he was standing in a well-lit garden. Trees of varying sizes and flowers stood proudly, well taken care of, and newly pruned. Animals that Issei had seen and not seen found shelter under these trees, animals that Issei knew to be living on Earth and not living.

"Is that a dragon?!" Aika shouted. Issei followed her line of sight and saw a dragon perching on one of the larger tree's branches. Its scales were a brilliant color of white

"Now Young Master, shall we tour your home?" Falstein said as they walked through the garden. Falstein took the lead with Issei and Aika beside him, while the servants trailed behind them.

"Uh, sure," Issei eyed the servants and the floating lamps.

"Would you like some food while we tour? Some popcorn perhaps?"

"No thanks," Issei said as he followed Falstein. "Where are we going first?"

"We're going to your tailor to get your measurements. You and your peerage," Falstein said as he led them to the large, wooden, double doors. Falstein opened them without any trouble, revealing to Issei the grandeur of the Seir.

(Time skip to later that evening)

Issei leaned over the stone railing and gazed into the horizon. The cool wind tousled his brown hair and his school uniform since he didn't take a bath despite the offers of his servants. He probably smelled bad, having toured his "house" the whole day. Issei closed his eyes, recalling the amazing sights he beheld: the Greek sculptures of beautiful women and muscular men in various states of poses and undress; the weapons from different countries that ranged from clubs and knives to machine guns and tanks; cars from different countries, ages, and qualities like the Italian Firrare, the American Baetle, and the German Benz Mercedes Warren (BMW); fruit-bearing trees and flowers that Issei doubted existed on "Earth"; musical instruments like the lyre and the electrical guitar; the books with sizes that ranged from pamphlets to tomes that Issei doubted he could carry; and… ..so much more. Issei felt like he could fit all the people in Japan and their belongings in his house, have the practice a physical distancIng of 5 meters and they will still have some space to play American football. His house felt more like an entire country than a house. Maybe that was just him exaggerating, but that was how he felt right now.

Issei's eyes wandered over the Seir grounds from where he was, on the highest floor of the house. Where the walls of his house ended a garden started; all sorts of different trees, flowers, and herbs grew while a variety of animals danced on the well-kept grass. A stone road led from the house's double doors, through the garden, and towards the front gate where several soldiers were stationed. After the gate was a bridge that went over a moat. The moat led towards the city that surrounded the whole Seir grounds. Another wall guarded the city. Issei couldn't see past that wall despite being on the top floor because of how tall it was.

His garden, if you could call land that could fit Britain in it a garden, housed several habitats where different animals lived. The obviously artificial biomes had their own weather, with a scorching desert on one end of his garden while a frozen tundra lay on the other end.

Issei's house had about seven floors, ten if he added the underground ones. His bedroom was on second to the top. The top one was a large rooftop with small fauna like rabbits and squirrels, a few trees, flowers, herbs, and a lake? Issei doubted his memory. At one point he thought it was a pool and at another point, he saw it as a sea complete with a beach… Wait. Won't the water leak to his room?

Speaking of his room.

His room was huge! His bed too! He probably could fit all the furniture in his apartment on top of it. There was a large bath in the corner, complete with a bathtub and a small pool (the only thing that separated the room from the bath were some drapes which weirded Issei out.) The toilet room was separated from the rest of the room by a solid wall though. A gigantic, European wardrobe stood a few meters away from the bath and a bookshelf stood beside that. The bookshelf had a 55-inch television right in the center while books and action figures took up the other shelves. All in all, Issei felt like he could fit his apartment complex in his bedroom.

In front of his bed were the double doors. Past that was a magnificent lounge that was wider and longer than a volleyball stadium. The lounge was complete with the softest couches, the most glamorous view of the garden, and the most comfortable aroma. It had its own kitchen to the side (complete with oven and smoker and many other kitchen utensils,) a giant fish tank right in the middle with glowing runes inside it as well as bubbles, a small garden of grass and flowers, and other furniture here and there that Issei forgot.

It was… ..too much to take in.

Issei fell on his bed, not minding the new crumples on his newly made clothes.

New clothes, of the highest quality, newly tailored just for him. New identity, the identity of the prince of a Demon Pillar. Newfound riches, all for him.

Did he even deserve this?

Someone knocked on his door and the one of the three maids peeked out. "It is Lady Aika," she said.

"Let her in," Issei said.

The maid opened the double doors and Aika entered. Aika wore a light purple silk bathrobe, she didn't wear her hair in its usual braids. She frowned at Issei. With a sigh, she walked across the room, grabbed the large feather pillow, and smacked Issei at the back of his head.

"Ooof! What?!"

"Stop thinking, you usually get the wrong conclusions when you think. You also look much more stupid."

Issei groaned and fell on his bed. Aika sat beside him.

"I wasn't thinking."

"But you were. You had that thinking face. You know, that face where you stare dumbly into space and wonder about a lot of things," Aika said. When Issei didn't say anything, she swung another pillow at him which he caught. Aika let go of that pillow and pulled out another one to swing at Issei.

"And what would I wonder about?" Issei rolled to dodge the incoming pillow.

"Oh, you know: 'What to do now,' 'I don't deserve this,' 'should I make a maid harem,' 'I wanna reveal this cool place to M !' " Aika said, imitating Issei's voice while bouncing on the bed. "This isn't like you, you know? You're usually a man of action and not a man that thinks. 'Act first, think later' was always your motto. You left the thinking to me, Sou-chan, or Motohama," she stopped bouncing and lay on the bed, crossing her legs in the process.

"Where's your bedroom?" Issei asked.

Aika pouted but let him change the topic. "Beside yours, the one on the right. There are 16 bedrooms in total, I'm guessing to fit all your peerage," Aika said. "I came here because I was very lonely," she smirked and showed some of her leg skin. "Ne ne, Ise-kun," she drew out the -kun in a sexual way, "Do you want to go again?" she said as she pulled down her bathrobe low enough to show her breasts.

"Why are you horny?"

"Why are you not horny? Are you even Ise-kyun?" Aika said as she straddled his waist. She leaned down onto him until their lips were touching but not yet kissing.

Issei's throat dried while he processed the feeling of Aika's soft lips on his. He shut his eyes and opened his lips. He felt Aika suck on his lower lip, her tongue licking the part she nibbled. Her hands roamed his form, pulling up the hem of his shirt.

Issei let his hands roam her body too while they practiced kissing. He started at her slender sides before moving towards her humble breasts, moving the top part of Aika's bathrobe in the process. He tweaked her perky nipples, drawing a short moan from Aika, and making him harder.

They separated, both gasping for air. Aika grinned and unwrapped the rest of her bathrobe, revealing her sexy body. "Strip," she ordered.

"Wha— but the maids?"

"It's fine," Aika turned to the three awaiting maids who had varying looks of discomfort on their red faces. "You don't mind do you?"

"N-No Lady Aika."

"We've been prepared mentally for this."

"..." the third one just nodded.

"You girls can join anytime," Aika grinned.

All three clammed up and stood up straight.

"Oh, lighten up. You don't have to stand at attention, relax girls," Aika said.

"B-But—"

"Right Master Issei?"

"Well, yeah…"

"The invitation to join is still up if you girls want in on the action. I'm sure Ise here doesn't mind," Aika turned back to Issei. "Now strip."

Issei nodded and stripped off all his clothes. Aika smiled then pushed him onto the bed then spun around so that all he saw was her lower half, wet from desire.

Issei felt Aika's hot breath on his stiff member, further enticing his lust. "Wow, it's different from the pictures…" she said as she laid a hand on his dick, her slim fingers caressing it like a fragile glass. She slowly dragged her fingers up and down Issei's length. Aika's grip steeled over time as she gained experience. "It's warm too…" she continued stroking him.

Issei placed both his hands on her hips and pulled her down to his tongue without a second thought. He licked her lips like licking the inside of a chocolate container, savoring the new taste; the taste of a woman. He did so again, starting from her clit and ending at the beginning of her butthole.

Issei's ministrations made Aika mewl and reveal her tail, which wrapped itself around Issei's head. Issei unwrapped the tail and gave the tip an experimental nibble, making Aika let out a loud moan. He then continued teasing her tail while enjoying her womanly juices.

Aika recovered and doubled her efforts. She caressed his balls and gave his cock an experimental lick. Her previous nervousness over licking disappeared little by little as she slowly licked Issei's entire dick. She prodded the tip and the opening with her tongue, tasting some of the salty precum.

Aika smacked her lips before she kissed the cock's tip and let it in her mouth. She enjoyed its fleshy taste as her tongue massaged the tip, rubbing against and around it. Aika let more of Issei's manhood into her mouth, she kept going until the tip hit the back of her mouth.

Aika braced herself for the gag reflex as she pushed a little harder until tears filled her eyes, but she was able to get all of Issei into her mouth. She stayed like that for a few moments, waiting for her body to adjust to the feeling.

Issei felt his entire cock in a very warm place and decided to stick his tongue into Aika's pussy while keeping a firm grip on her tail. She tasted sweet, like the dessert they had after dinner with a hint of salt. Issei licked the sides of her walls, making Aika moan which gave his dick pleasant vibrations.

Aika started moving her head up and down Issei's shaft while Issei stuck his tongue deeper and deeper into her. Soon, it turned into a competition on who would cum first. Aika stroked and sucked while Issei licked and fingered.

Aika came first because Issei was also doing ministrations on her sensitive tail, doubling her pleasure. She let go of Issei's dick and sat on his face as if telling him to go deeper while cumming into Issei's awaiting mouth and onto his face.

Issei licked up her juices. "Mmm, tasty…" he hummed as he licked her thighs where some of her cum had splattered, making Aika shiver at the new sensations.

Before Aika could go back to sucking his dick, Issei gripped her and flipped them over. He had a carnivorous grin and loomed over a vulnerable woman whom he had pinned against the bed.

"Wait Ise. I'm still sensitive. Wait wait wait please stop!" Aika's pleas fell on deaf ears as Issei aligned himself to her cunt. She squirmed against his steel grip but could do nothing as Issei hilted himself in one thrust, making Aika's sensitive walls constrict around his manhood. "Iseeeeeeeee!" she screamed in pain and pleasure.

Issei thrust his cock in and out of Aika as fast as he could, riding on pleasure waves while Aika gripped the bedsheets. She got fucked hard. Hard enough to make the hardwood bed shake in place.

"I'm cumming!" Issei shouted as he thrust one last time into her and sprayed her walls white. Aika felt his warm semen spread around in her pussy. Aika let out a pleasured sigh as Issei calmed down.

Or at least, she thought he calmed down.

Issei gripped her hips and spun her around so that she was in a doggy position. "Issei? Ise? Issei not there!" Aika once again screamed. Issei was slowly inserting his dick into her asshole, putting it in inch by inch, using his cum as a kind of lubricant to get into her tight hole.

Aika on the other hand was overcome by a sense of weirdness of her asshole getting plugged. She gritted her teeth against the sheets while her knuckles turned white, tears filled her eyes as pain and pleasure and whatever the fuck that was filled her brain. Her backdoor was painfully absorbing more of his cock.

Aika felt Issei's hips against her ass and she dared turn around. He had fully sheathed himself and was preparing to hammer into her once again. Aika braced herself for the pounding that was coming.

Issei started moving, he started slowly, then got into a rhythm that wasn't too fast nor too slow. Aika adjusted to the feeling of a cock in her ass and slowly moved to meet Issei's rhythm of humping.

SLAP! "Kyaaah!"

Issei slapped her ass, leaving a red mark on her butt cheek that faded away.

"Ise!?" SLAP! "Ahuun!" SLAP! "Stop!" SLAP! "Nnnnn!"

Issei continued slapping Aika until her cries of pain turned into moans of pleasure.

"Harder! Ahuuuunnnnn! That's it, Ise!"

Issei growled and gripped her hips. He then started thrusting and hammering into Aika's violated ass. Aika didn't protest and just went with the flow, wiggling her ass when he hilted into her.

"Aika! I'm cumming!"

"Do it Ise! Ahhhhhhhh!"

Aika screamed in pleasant pain when Issei pulled her hair and went in as deep as he could before releasing his load.

Both sighed before Issei separated from Aika, with juices from both of them on his dick. Aika turned, got up and kneeled before him on shaky legs. She opened her mouth to him as if asking him to put it in her mouth. Issei relented and Aika started cleaning off their cum with her mouth, moaning as she licked and sucked.

"I could get used to this…" Aika said gave his now limp dick one last peck. "Time to sleep?"

"Yeah…"

"Before we sleep. I just want to talk about some things…" Aika said as she cleaned the cum from her pussy with her finger.

I had an A/N here but it somehow got deleted, so my thoughts on this chapter are now gone. Oh, well...

New chapter will come tomorrow.

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