The first step when you realized you had a vampire on the loose (after disposing of the initial evidence to prevent a panic), was to check the area for any other bodies it may have left behind. That much was pretty easy to handle, as he simply had Raiza summon her familiars (a few rather sneaky hellfire mice), to rush around and search the many rooms of the hotel. Van would have summoned his familiar, but it wasn't exactly suited for subtler arts.

With the private areas taken care of, he and Raiza got to searching the public spaces for some clues.

"Your lambchop, Sir."

"Thank you, Miss."

Van accepted his meal with a satisfied hum, taking note of the cute waitress who had been assigned to his table. She looked to be around their age, probably working the busy shifts now that class was out for the spring. Though her uniform covered her well, there was no denying the girl's generous bust and strong physique. She was an athlete of some kind, of that he had no doubt.

"Um, Van? Is it really okay to just be eating right now? Shouldn't we, ya know…"

Taking a sip of his wine (something that had required magic to bypass human drinking laws), Van noted his queen's nervous whisper and sought to alleviate her fears. "My dear, you're looking at this the wrong way. This vampire is not something to worry about or fear, few of them ever are. They are- tell me, what do you know about vampires?"

He very rarely ever tested the girl on anything, as she was more than bright enough. But there were some things that he did need to brush her up on, things that most humans just wouldn't know unless they went out of their way to study them.

"Um, they don't like sunlight and drink people's blood?"

Hm, the movie stuff then. Later on he could point her towards some books regarding the history of the creatures, how the first vampire made a deal with a devil for power at the cost of great bloodthirst and fell victim to the hunger. But for now, he just needed to impress upon her the reality of their situation. "Yes, and a bit more. Vampires can be powerful, yes, but most tend not to be as it takes them centuries to grow their power, which stems from drinking the blood of others. A strong vampire wouldn't be hiding away at an AV convention, they'd be gallivanting in Romania in their silly little castles while playing at being nobles."

Cutting the bone from his lambchop, he dipped a bit of meat into the red wine sauce that came with it. "Make no mistake, a vampire is nothing more than a human infected with the remnants of demonic power. Their strength, their pride, is little more than a result of a disease of the soul."

The dark sauce dripped down his lips as he bit into the meat, getting perhaps a centimeter down his face before his tongue darted out and removed the stain. "They're infectious rats who like to put on fancy clothes and sit in fancy chairs, too stuck up on their high horses to realize that they're just rodents with pointy teeth."

He paused, taking in Raiza's wide-eyed stare before realizing that he came out a bit too strongly. "Sorry, that was a bit much. Vampires are just… well, they can be very obnoxious and have a tendency to forget their origins come from us devils."

Vampires were arrogant in the worst ways, often coming from humans who were craven enough to sacrifice their humanity in a profane ritual which would then enslave them to the master vampire that had turned them in the first place. As a devil, the thought of relinquishing your self-autonomy so freely was disgusting in ways that no language between the heavens and hells could describe.

Setting his disdain aside for the benefit of his queen, Van returned to the topic at hand. "Point is that this vampire is likely not a direct threat to us, as they wouldn't be here of all places if they were. They'll also likely still be in the building, as no vampire would waive their pride aside so quickly."

Finishing off his meal, he tapped his finger against his chin and gave his final thoughts. "They're probably going to lay low tonight, maybe just drain a body or two. And there's no chance they'll try and spy on us, not with me letting my demonic power permeate the room. So, let's just leave them be for now. Once they get bold enough to take direct action against us, then we'll have the pleasure of squashing them. It'll be more fun that way."

Appearing much less anxious after his explanation, Raiza took a sip of her soda and giggled. "True, but you might wanna let up on it a bit. I think that old couple in the corner is one touch away from going at it on the table."

Van declined the urge to see what she meant, deciding that wrinkled old flesh was not a kink he would indulge. "I'll try, but with all the lust in the air already, refraining myself to such a minute level might prove challenging."

A common misconception other races had about devils was that their clan trait simply gave them a power or affinity and that was it, but that sort of thinking was barely scratching the surface. For a devil, their clan trait was as much a part of him as their very flesh and blood were. The Bael's could sense calamity as if it were their own kin, the Agares could feel the flow of time as one would the breeze on their skin, and the Sitri could hear the rush of a water within one's body just as they could hear a heartbeat.

For him, that meant the abundance arousal in the air from AV convention were like the whispers of salacious conversation to his ears. He felt stronger, more in tune with his demonic instincts, and his magic was much more sensitive than it usually would be.

Still, he did what he could to reel his power in so that the humans wouldn't be too affected by it. As much as he enjoyed orgies, there was a time and place for them. And neither of those were in a restaurant where people were eating.

Their meal went by quickly, the two of them eager to finish and get to other business. For Raiza, she still wished to enjoy the convention events while she could. For Van, he had a lot of studying to do with his ancestor's journals. As such, when their waitress came by and asked if they needed anything else, he just asked for the check and paid in cash.

… … …

Studying was something Van had always done begrudgingly. He understood how valuable the knowledge gained was, but forcing himself to sit down and actually throw himself to the books was another story. In his youth, it had made trying to find out about the Sallos Clan incredibly difficult, especially when compared to all the other study he was forced to go through as a backup heir to the Agares.

Thankfully, the day he met Raiza was the day he found a solution to his problem.

Taking a sip of Raiza's Ultra Relaxation Infusion (her name, not his), he felt his mind slow enough to focus on the task at hand. He skimmed through yet another journal, pen in hand as he marked down pages of interest and a brief summary of each section on a notepad. Some of the more particularly interesting anecdotes in the many journals were given their own section of the notepad, going into more depth on the possibilities with excerpts from the journal it was from.

Eyes aching from the overuse of his speed-reading glasses, Van shut them tightly and pinched the bridge of his nose. Keeping them closed, he allowed himself a moment of respite as he thought back to the day he had met his dearest queen.

He had barely been thirteen, a hyperactive child obsessed with his lineage and all its secrets. His parents had meant well when they had taken Raiza in, a young girl his age that had been the child of his mother's contracted alchemist. The young orphan had been assigned to him without much fanfare, his parents hoping that any "maturing curiosity" he would have would be focused onto her.

They would explore each other rather thoroughly over the years, but that had never been the crux of their relationship. The two of them spent every waking moment together, the young Raiza eager to have something approaching family after the passing of her mother and father, and the young Evander…

Well, he had just been happy that someone would indulge his unfocused ramblings.

The pleasant reflection had been relaxing enough that the sound of the royal suite's door opening had barely registered in his mind, the only thing drawing him out of his memories being the exuberant gushing of his queen.

"Van! You've gotta look at the schedule for the rest of the weekend!"

He cracked his eyes open just in time to watch her glee melt away into tentative concern as she finally noticed the mess of papers around him. "Have you really been studying since lunch? It's already past midnight, you know."

Was it? It'd been a while since he had a book cramming last this long uninterrupted. Would explain why he felt so damn stiff. "Is it? I guess that's as good a time as any to stop, for now."

Stretching out his back and tensing his legs, Van worked to get rid of the cramps in his muscles from sitting in a chair for nearly twelve hours straight. "How did the convention go?"

Satisfied that he was no longer going to rot away in his books, she lifted up the many bags hanging around her arms with shining enthusiasm. "Awesome! There was a meet and greet with some of the cast of Wet Wild Women, and a panel on the different special effects used for the hentai monsters in Pedal Rider! Tomorrow's the boutique where they showcase a bunch of cool sex toys and upcoming toy models, and even a screening of the first three episodes of the new season Pedal Rider! Oh oh, and then, there's the Sunday AV Awards and the after party that, uh…"

Her excited rambling stopped midway as she reeled herself back in and put on a very familiar face. "They only let special VIPs into the after party, and I was wondering if, ya know, you might be able to get me-us in?"

Head tilted downwards and eyes large as she gave him a perfected puppy dog pout, Van caved in at the first quiver of her lips. "It wouldn't be much effort, no. I'll see what I can do about it."

"Thankyouthankyouthankyou!"

She hopped up and down, her bags and boobs falling at a delayed speed only to get launched back up before they could fully rest. The little show didn't last very long, as she cleared her throat and got back to describing her day. "Anyway, after the convention stuff I ran into that waitress girl and we started chatting, and she's really cool! She does kendo, like, professionally, and is even president of the kendo club at her school! She showed me around town, and we went shopping at the mall, and I got us some pretty neat stuff!"

That explained the bags at least. "I'm glad you've been enjoying yourself. Just remember, once the weekend is over and the convention is done, I'm going to need you to start doing research on the Riser Phenex's rating games and his peerage."

He had made the executive decision to put that part of her job on hold so she could have fun while they were here, as it would take a higher measure of cruelty to deny her the chance to experience a bit of normal humanity. At least, as normal as AV conventions were for humans, he wasn't sure.

Openly grateful, she bobbed her head and gave him a confident thumbs up. "You got it, Van. But you better not be thinking you get to miss out on the fun, Mister!"

"Eh?"

Fishing through one of her dozens of bags, she tossed him a pair of black and fuchsia swimming trunks. "Get dressed, buddy, cause we're gonna go out on a midnight swim!"

Holding the trunks with his thumb and forefinger, he raised a single eyebrow at his queen. "I'm not really sure if-"

"I bought some new bikinis."

"I'll see you downstairs."

Holding her head up high, she stepped into the master bedroom and slammed the door shut, eager to surprise him with whatever bikini she decided to wear. Van went about his change in wardrobe with much less ceremony, simply stripping himself bare and pulling up the trunks. Dressed and ready to go, he paused, looked at his desk, and took one of the journals under his arm.

"I'll be at the pool, waiting for you to wow me, Raiza!"

"Okay!"

Leaving the room and entering the elevator, he mused a bit on how quiet the hotel was. With the convention in progress, it seemed that most of the inhabitants were getting an early night's rest for the long day they had ahead of themselves. And even as he stepped out of the elevator and into the main hall, there were barely any people milling about.

Not that he was complaining, as it made messing with their minds to ignore his entering the now closed pool much less annoying.

The pool area itself wasn't all too big, a decent area around the pool with some lounge chairs and small tables between each chair set. A tall wall blocked out the outside world from the hotel, likely to dissuade people from the urban town from hopping the fence or ogling any pool-goers as they relaxed.

Picking the closest lounge chair, he laid down on it and popped the journal open. He read at a slower pace, enjoying being able to absorb an intensely interesting anecdote without the ache of his speed-reading glasses. This particular story was a bit longer than most others, detailing an encounter his ancestor had with a coven of BDSM witches in Greece. That, naturally, caught his attention and he had marked it down to read later in his personal time.

He had actually managed to get a decent way through the story before a telekinetic force ripped the book from his hands, placing it on a nearby table as his queen's disapproving voice echoed out.

"You're supposed to be relaxing, not studying."

Feeling her presence as she walked behind him and slid her arms down his chest, he settled deeper into his chair without an ounce of shame. "It was for pleasure, darling. Say, what do you think about organizing a sex coven? Maybe a cult or two later down the- oh my."

She entered his vision, his eyes drinking in her visage as he admired her choice in swimwear. A cream-colored bikini top covered her heavy boobs, the front fastened with a small cream bow with orange tips. Her waist was covered with a yellow sarong so short that it was barely there, sitting above a white and gold ruffled skirt that seemed to be part of the sarong that was tied in a loose knot on one hip, leaving the skin nearly fully exposed on that hip while the other hip was covered by a few inches of fabric. Just barely visible beneath the sarong was a black bikini bottom that left the sides of her voluminous ass fully exposed.

The display left him in a stunned silence for a second, his words taking a moment to catch up to his eyes. "…You never cease to amaze."

She scoffed, hands covering her face as she looked away with an unusual shyness. "G-Geez, you don't need to seduce me, you know. I already love being with you. Near you. Around you. You know."

Her stuttering was adorable, leaving him no option but to get up from his chair and take her hands into his own. "You're right, you deserve something more."

Babbling like a schoolgirl, she could do nothing as he slid his hands down to her hips and craned his neck down to press his lips against hers. She hummed as her arms wrapped loosely around his neck, standing on the tips of her toes as their bodies pressed together.

The feeling of her skin on his own was familiar, and warm. Like a nostalgic summer memory that he wished he could remain in forever. Her moans and gasps were his comfort foods, a strong reminder that no matter what other morsels he devoured, there would always be one that no other could match.

"B-ah, wait a minute, wait a minute. Just gotta…"

Blinking away the lust, Raiza wove a basic warding spell around the pool to keep others from investigating them too deeply. Pressing her finger against his lips before he could dive back into hers, she took advantage of her ability to resist his natural lustful aura to remind him of why they were here. "Pool fun first, hanky panky later."

"Must they be mutually exclusive?"

"Yuh huh."

Tsk, what a cruel woman she was. He loved it.

Stepping away from him with a turn of her heel, she undid the knot on her sarong and slowly let it slip away from her bottom. Her full cheeks now exposed, she shook her bum a bit in front of him before glancing back over his shoulder. "You like? I wanted to spice it up a bit, get something a bit skimpier than usual. Gotta make sure you don't forget about me with all these new girls around."

"You mistake me for someone with bad taste then."

Closing the distance to hug her from behind, he kissed her neck and listened in closely to the alluring sound of her laughter. He could not imagine her not being around him, with him. Every experiment, every first, all of it had been with her. She had ignited his lust in their teenage years just as he had her, and together they had found depths of emotion that neither had thought possible before.

There had been bumps, of course. Her human values often clashed with his demonic outlook on life, and it took time to mediate that. Even now, there were times that he wasn't quite able to grasp what she was feeling. But he made an effort to, and she was more than willing to help him do so.

"Hey, Van. Wanna see something cool?"

She shimmied out of his hold as he regarded her with a tilted head, understanding flaring in his mind just a bit too late as she held him with her magic and threw him into the pool.

The water splashed loudly as he crashed into it, the cold liquid making him shiver a bit as he surfaced and glared at her. "That was cheap and uncalled for!"

Mature woman that she was, Raiza stuck her tongue out and blew a raspberry at him. "All's fair in love and war, VaAAAAANNN!"

A magic circle appeared beneath her, slimy fuchsia tentacles curling around her body before lifting her up and tossing her in beside him. He stared at her with the kind of smugness only a noble upbringing could endow you with, enjoying the way she sputtered and shivered. "Love and war, darling."

Her eye twitched, her face torn between being annoyed at him and breaking out into a smile. "Since when were you so good with those tentacles? I thought it took longer to do that."

Leaning away from her to float on his back, he shrugged in the water. "Found a section in one of my ancestor's journals about her time watching a slime capture a young devil. Helped me refine my technique a bit."

Raiza slipped under the water, likely trying to pull some childish prank on him. Not one to ignore a pattern, he leaned back and dove under the water with a flip. She stared at him beneath the surface, eyes wide as he dove forward and grabbed her by the waist, pushing her to the shallow end of the pool so he could stand up.

"GAH, LET ME DOWN YOU BASTARD!"

Heaving her high on his shoulder, Van cackled madly as he jumped around with her banging her fists on his back. "If you so insist."

A finger curled on the monkey's paw, Raiza realizing the error of her request just a bit too late. "Wait no I change my mind don't-"

He tossed her up in the air, demonic strength allowing him to get her well over ten feet up before she crashed back down. She thrashed in the deepest end of the pool, limbs flailing like a maddened spider monkey before she managed to find her bearing a swim upwards. "Pwah! You are scum of the Earth, Evander Agares! Scum!"

"Well, I am from Hell."

"You know what I mean, damn it!"

The two of them swam laps around the pool as they found new ways to mess with each other, water splashing and swirling as they made a mess of the area. Though their play didn't last very long, as the constant rubbing of their bodies on one another drew out a much naughtier desire.

Raiza swam to the bottom of the pool, laying down on the rough ground as Van swam after her. Legs spreading as got down on top of her, she slipped her hand into his trunk and pulled out his steel hard cock.

Picking up on her vibe, he pulled her bikini bottom to the side and slid forward. Holding her arms above her head with one hand, he grunted as her warm pussy greedily ate up his cock.

Her eyes fluttered as bubbles escaped her nose, her gasp of pleasure muffled by the water as the lack of air around them placed a new constraint on their passion that made each movement within her more potent. She bucked against him, water pushing outwards every time her mound clapped against his hips.

Hair floating around her face, Raiza looked to be in ecstasy even as she slowly suffocated in the depths of the pool. Red from both a lack of air and from arousal, her energetic convulsions drew attention to the wobbling view of her breasts still trapped in her top.

The lack of proper gravity made the orbs of flesh even more aggressive in their attempts to escape their confines, pushing against the sides of her bikini top only to get stuck bulging out. The view was hypnotic, enchanting even, enough so that he was completely blindsided when she used her thighs to flip him onto his back.

Giving him a wink, she ground herself onto his pelvis before kicking off the pool floor. Mildly impressed by her audacity, he swam up after her and surfaced just in time to catch a black bikini bottom to the face.

Peeling it off of him, Van sucked in a breath as he watched her bare ass surface from the water. Raiza pulled herself up onto the pool's edge, a knee on the ground as she tilted to the side and stared back at him. "You coming?"

"…Yeah."

Swimming after her, he got out of the pool and let out a low whistle as Raiza climbed onto the chair he had been on earlier and presented herself to him, hands on the top of the and elbows on either side of her bust. Her booty wobbled as she swayed it back and forth, the woman sucking in a sharp breath as he slapped his hands on either cheek and rammed himself back inside.

"H-Hah, deeper! Pound me harder!"

Her cheeks clapped loudly as he railed her from behind, hand on her head as he pressed the side of her face into the pool chair. The metal bars acting as the chair's legs scraped against the floor as the entire construction quaked under his assault, metal groaning as he took his queen with reckless abandon.

She did her best to meet his thrusts with her own, but after a certain point her legs grew too weak and she was forced to just enjoy the ride to the best of her ability. Her pussy shuddered around him, his demonic power crashing into her every time he bottomed out in her pathetically desperate hole.

Even with the resistance to his power that she had built up over the years, there was no stopping the constant orgasmic glee that washed over her as it became her default state of bliss. Her toes curled as her eyes rolled back, her consciousness became questionable as she babbled incoherently.

"Immuna, aaahh, hells!"

Her body's constant shaking subsided as she fainted for a moment, forcing him to pause as he leaned against her back and watched clarity return to her eyes. "Raiza, Raiza? You good?"

Mumbling a bit to herself, she gathered the strength to nod as she panted like a dog. "Y-Yeah, mgood. Just… your magic's more potent than usual. It's a little overwhelming."

Drawing a soft circle with his finger on her bum, he kissed her shoulder gently. "Not much I can do about that, since this con is supercharging my Power of Lust. It's a little distracting to be honest."

"That's one way to put it, hehe."

She was still a little lust drunk, head swaying as she caught her breath. Something soon caught her attention, something that imbued her with a new sense of vigor. "Speaking of distracting, let me take this one."

Intrigued by her sudden change in attitude, he decided to follow along whatever it was that she was planning. Something he didn't need to wait long for, as a human presence entered the current perimeter of his senses. He stared at the pool door, curiosity high as he watched the waitress from earlier step into the area. "Hey, Raiza, you said you had my wallet and-Oh my God!"

The pain from the G-Word was nothing compared to the embarrassed flush that took over the girl's face, her hands covering her mouth as her brain went on reboot. Raiza must have expected this, as the mischievous young woman pulled off of his length with a performative moan and made her way to the waitress. "Mmm. Did I, Murayama?"

"Y-You…"

Still completely bottomless, Raiza rested her hand on Murayama's arm before sliding it down to grasp the other girl's hand. "Don't be shy~"

When faced with the combined allure of two devils (one of which had literal lust imbued into his very blood), the waitress girl had absolutely zero chance of resisting. She trailed behind Raiza, eyes darting between his queen's bubbly butt and his low hanging metaphorical fruit. "I don't um…"

Gesturing for him to lay down on the pool chair, Raiza stopped right next to the chair and drew the nervous brunette into her arms. "You were telling me all about the cute boys you like, but you never mentioned any girls."

Overwhelmed, confused, and massively turned on, Murayama stammered the best she could. "B-Because I don't um… I don't like girls?"

That sentiment was flimsy at best, as the girl was in the midst of bisexual panic of the highest degree. Something Raiza took clear advantage of (as his queen should). "You don't sound too sure, Mura. Let me see if I can help~"

"Wh-What do you-mmpf!"

Her lips pressed against the sexually charged waitress' with tender care, Murayama's eyes widening before slowly closing as the girl found herself deeply enjoying the kiss. But no matter how into the increasingly hot makeout session she was, Murayama was still too uncertain to do anything but stand there and let Raiza's tongue taste every inch of her mouth.

His queen would not stand for it, grabbing the other girl's hands and placing them on her plump ass. Nervousness rapidly fading, Murayama began massaging the soft globes of flesh just as Raiza grasped the edge of her skirt and lifted it up to reveal the athlete's firm, muscled ass.

Raiza spanked the girl's tight bum, Murayama jumping further into her arms as she decided to take an experimental swat at his queen's bum.

Feeling his patience for being a spectator begin to wane, Van reached forward to grab the waitress' ass only for Raiza to slap his hand away. Waggling her finger, she slipped her whole hands into the other girl's panties and, in one motion, pulled them down to her knees.

"Whoa!"

It was both the surprise at being pantsed and the sudden push onto the pool chair that threw Murayama out of her lust-filled stupor, the girl's ass landing right on his stomach as her thigh unintentionally tightened around his dick. She stared down, face crimson red as she saw the tall pillar of throbbing meat now brushing against her exposed labia. "W-Wait, I've never-"

Yanking the girl's panties all the way off her, Raiza giggled as she eased the girl's mind. "And you won't, not tonight at least. Just focus on how he feels against you, okay?"

"O-Okay."

Satisfied with their new partner's acceptance, Raiza rested her tits on Murayama's thighs as she rubbed her cheek on his length. "Good girl. Now, watch this~"

Murayama sucked in a breath as Raiza ran her tongue up the length of his shaft, stopping at the head before taking him into her mouth all the way down. She rested her lips as close to the base as she could, practically kissing the other girl's thighs as she locked eyes with Murayama. Slowly pulling back, she bobbed her head up and down on the waitress' lap as Van took the opportunity to insert himself in the fun.

Palming the waitress' boob over her blouse, he pressed his lips to her ear and whispered. "Isn't my dear Raiza gorgeous, darling? Her soft breasts, thick thighs, that fat ass of hers? How did it feel in your hands? How did it feel to molest another girl's bum?"

The girl practically melted into him, her thighs tightening around him as she grinded her pussy against his dick. "Amazing… her skin was so warm, a-and my fingers were sinking into her b-butt like… it was like dough."

His finger traced down the front of her blouse, undoing each button with barely a flick of his finger. "That it is. It's one of my favorite parts of her, though her thighs take first place any day of the week. Can't you see them? How thick they are? They'd probably crush your skull."

"R-Really?"

The slow ministrations of his hand on her now bare tits combined with the throbbing of his cock against her cunt had the girl right at the edge. All it would take is a single push and she'd be a puddle of orgasmic fluid in no time.

Raiza was quick on the draw, lidded eyes piercing the other girl as she moved forward a bit, his cock still lodged in her mouth. The movement forced the lips of her pussy to spread around his shaft, practically hugging the damn thing as his queen's plump lips pressed against the girl's mound.

Turning her head to the side, Raiza used her tongue to lick the edge of his dick, which just so happened to coincidentally be pressed right up the girl's clit.

"I-I'm, I, KYAAA!"

Murayama seized on his chest, hands tightening around his forearms as her entire body convulsed at the sensation of Raiza's tongue licking her clit. Exposed chest heaving, the girl went limp on top of him just as Van found his own limit.

He had no need to tell Raiza, his queen knowing his body enough to sense his orgasm practically before he did. Pulling back just enough to keep the tip of his dick in behind her lips, her cheeks ballooned outward as he filled her mouth to the very brink with cum. Her throat flexed as she was forced to swallow some of it to make room, her eyes locking onto his as she winked and finally let go of his cock.

Van pulled Murayama's blouse out of the way as Raiza climbed up the girl's exhausted body, cum dripping down her lips and onto the girl's naked chest. Still a bit dazed, it took until a bit of warm cum splashed onto her chin for her to notice what was going on, her tongue darting out to stop any spunk from going down her throat directly.

Messily letting the cum she had saved splatter all over Murayama's face, she waited until she had emptied her supply before lowering her lips and making out with the waitress yet again.

Cum and spit were swapped between them, with Raiza occasionally pulling away to lick up more of his load off the girl's face and into her mouth before getting back to their kiss. It was a long, erotic, and messy process, but eventually every bit of cum that had fallen onto Murayama's face was transferred into the girl's mouth through the sloppiest of kisses.

Finally done with her ritual, Raiza laid down on the Murayama's side and managed to slide the girl into Van's right arm so she could take the left one. Both girls fatigued from their respective romps, Van decided to grope their asses in the meantime while they initiated their girl talk.

"Tasty, wasn't it?"

"…A little bit."

"Aw, don't be embarrassed! You were amazing."

"I-I was?"

Tweaking the girl's nipple, Raiza beamed. "Definitely. I'd love to hang out with you more."

There was no hiding the sudden excitement on Murayama's face, the girl having fallen hard for his queen throughout their little tango. "Totally, yeah! I mean, that'd be pretty cool."

Blowing the other girl a kiss, Raiza sat up from the chair and reached over the side of it, using her body to obscure the minor bit of teleportation magic as she pulled a wallet out from nowhere. "Oh, and here's your wallet. You left it on the bench by the bus stop."

It took a moment for Murayama to realize what she was talking about, having been completely distracted by her first threesome. "Wallet? Oh!"

That seemed to be the trigger for her common sense, as the girl suddenly jumped out of the chair and began getting dressed. "Oh man, Mom is gonna kill me for being so late!"

Too consumed by her worry over her mother's reaction, Murayama completely missed the splotches of cum that had fallen on her boobs and buttoned her blouse back up. The thick load stained the shirt, leaving wet spots that could hardly be mistaken for anything else. "My panties, my panties, where are they?"

Sadly, her underwear had "mysteriously" vanished, forcing the girl to go commando as she grabbed her wallet and bowed. "I gotta go but um… call me!"

She rushed out of the pool area, leaving Van and Raiza alone. Adjusting himself in the chair to give the two of them more room, he gave a light slap to his queen's butt and chuckled. "Found yourself a little girlfriend, huh?"

Snuggling into his embrace, Raiza didn't deny his statement. "She was so cute, I couldn't help it. You corrupted me!"

"It was a mutual corruption, I'll have you know."

Giggling into his side, she flipped over so that her chest was against his as she rested her head on her hands. "You know, she was talking to me about some academy she goes to here. It got me thinking, maybe it'd be fun to roleplay being students for a bit?"

Her words stated nothing more than meaningless fun, but the tone of her voice hinted at a quiet longing for a life she never had. It tightened his heart in a way only she could, his knuckles brushing against her cheek as he looked into her warm brown eyes. "Sounds like a grand time. Though it seems I'll have to find a girlfriend as well then. Can't have you one upping me so blatantly."

Rolling her eyes, she grabbed his face with both hands and laid a playfully wet kiss on his lips. "Guess we'll have to compete to see who can be the better partner, Van."

"I guess so."

The two of them laid together under the pale moonlight, the chill breeze unable to penetrate their embrace as they lounged beneath the stars. And while their time by the pool would only last a little longer, they would soon migrate back to their room and allow themselves to be consumed by carnal pleasure as he ravaged her body till the wee hours of the morning.

… … …

"Shhh, shhhh. Lemme just… just…"

Kyle the Businessman drunkenly slid his keycard into his room's lock, stumbling inside as the pale beauty on his arm sauntered in behind him.

He had met her at the bar late in the evening, chatting her up with his magnificent charm (money) and drinking to their heart's content. Though he had to give it to her, lady could hold her alcohol better than anyone he'd ever seen. If he hadn't seen her down glass after glass, he would've assumed she was as sober as you could get!

Tripping on something (he could barely see what it was), Kyle fell onto his room's couch with a rambunctious laugh. He went to stand, only to feel a dainty yet unusually powerful hand push him back down. "Ooh, we're doing it on the couch, eh? Dirty whore, hehehe~"

The beautiful woman just gave him a coy smile, a finger trailing down his dress shirt as she tore it open with her nail. "Hey, I got this suit tailored in Germany, lady! Watch your fucking-"

Something wrapped itself around his head, covering his mouth as the pale woman sighed. "What a gross guy. Ugh, the things I'm forced to go through cause of some damn devils ruining my work."

Confused, still drunk, and terrified out of his fucking mind, Kyle screamed into the strange shadowy gag as her nail dug into his chest. "Shush, you. Last thing I need is your incessant screams to draw in those devils' attention. Not when I'm finally so close to perfecting the ritual."

The nail began to carve his skin up like it was clay, blood dripping down his stomach as she cooed at his fear. "Awww, don't worry. I had me fill earlier, so you get to keep your blood. Besides, I can smell the cholesterol from here. A girl like me needs to watch what she eats."

It was impossible to get away, as it seemed that the shadows themselves were conspiring to keep him in place while the pale woman carved her profane magic onto his body. "Don't worry, once I'm done with you, you'll feel fear ever again."

She grinned, fangs flashing in the dim moonlight which leaked in through the window.

"You'll never feel anything ever again."

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This'll probably be the only major smut scene for this little hotel arc. Mostly because anymore might detract a bit from actual plot, which will likely have Raiza be closer to the action since Van is too strong for this whole situation to bother him. Trust me, I was reviewing my internal list for power scaling and realized that if Van took the vampire seriously (which thankfully he wouldn't), then the plot would've been resolved by now. For those curious, I currently have him around the same bracket as Rias and Riser, though at the bottom of that bracket. He's not as objectively powerful but he's tricky and has more of a natural grasp on devil magic. Raiza is closer to Kiba level, if a bit lower as she's not a combat type really. So, naturally, she's the one who's going to do the most exploring of the vampire threat. I know this because I already have next chapter written and the outline for the chapter after already put together.

I really don't have much else to say other than Van is a pureblooded devil noble and that his view on life and the world itself is heavily warped by that lens. So yeah.

Also no FF review to go over since there weren't any major questions presented that I felt like clearing up.

This has been A Decent Hoonter, and I really like the smut this chapter, very fun to write.