The both of them laughed, and he pulled out of Akeno, rolling onto his back and staring at the ceiling.
Rias rushed between Akeno’s legs and leaned in until her nose was between the other woman’s bountiful arsecheeks and her mouth was on her pussy.
He felt his cock twitch despite how hard he just came, and as he noticed that Rias had a hand between her legs and was leisurely stroking her pussy, he knew that he wasn’t going to be leaving this bed for hours, something that he had no problem at all with.
Sirzechs strolled into Ajuka’s palace with the same air of calm and comfort that he carried himself with everywhere, giving the guards a curt nod as they bowed their heads in respect.
His old friend had seemed particularly intrigued by his new research subject, and given Rias’ apparent affection for said subject, he thought it was a good idea to check in and see what he’d found.
He had been to the palace countless times through the eons and knew both where Ajuka’s lab was and the likelihood that his fellow Satan was holed up there at the moment.
Sure enough, he found the green-haired man looking up at a screen and reading through notes.
“Is that about my sister’s new paramour?” he asked as he entered.
“A most confounding case he’s turning into,” Ajuka grumbled, not even looking at him.
“I can imagine,” Sirzechs commented.
“The evil pieces have been a game changer for us.
The idea that they can fail…”
“Is horrifying,” Ajuka finished for him, tapping his chin in thought.
“Oh, if only I had managed to duplicate Leviathan’s work on the Incubus-Succubus project.”
“I do wish that you’d stop beating yourself up over that,” Sirzechs said.
“Yes, you never figured out how Leviathan managed that, but then no one in her day knew how she’d done it either.
Instead, you created the evil pieces and, through them, saved us from ruin.”
“And they’ve worked flawlessly for centuries,” Ajuka said.
“Even Mephisto’s mad attempt to use one on a dragon worked.
The idea that a descendant of the Fallen could manage to find a way to stop them is troubling, to put it mildly.”
“It was the curse in his scar, then?” Sirzechs asked.
“So it seems,” Ajuka replied.
“Truth be told, I doubt that what happened to him is terribly replicable. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
Somehow, he was hit with a curse as a baby that not only failed to kill him but also rebounded on the caster, killing him.
Whatever it did, it’s left a permanent mark on the boy that’s interfering with the magic of the pieces.”
“So we probably don’t have to worry that much, given the unique circumstances,” Sirzechs commented.
“Probably, but I’m not about to wager the survival of our species on something I’m not certain about,” Ajuka said.
“There’s something else about young Harry that’s equally troubling.”
“What?” Sirzechs asked, his eyes narrowing.
“I’ve run every test I could think of on him,” Ajuka said.
“Some of the results won’t be ready for days, but one that I did just for the sake of thoroughness has yielded results.
There are very faint traces of demonic magic on him.”
“Traces that couldn’t have come from Rias?” Sirzechs asked.
“No,” Ajuka replied.
“They’re too old for one thing, too faint.
Beyond that, though, I know what your sister’s magic feels like, and this is different.
Whoever the devil was who came into contact with him, it’s no one whose magic I recognize off the top of my head, and yet it does feel vaguely familiar.”
“Hmm,” Sirzechs said.
“Do you think I should be worried?”
“About Rias, no,” Ajuka said.
“The boy’s harmless and largely clueless.
I questioned him extensively before Grayfia’s spell wore off, and he honestly knew nothing about us.
Even his attempt to summon a devil came from information that he only half-read.
Whatever’s going on with him, he’s genuinely ignorant of it.
“I can see why,” Sirzechs said.
“The evil pieces failing would be bad enough, but if there’s a stray devil involved…”
“We must proceed cautiously,” Ajuka said, “and until I manage to figure out how his curse is interfering with the pieces, we need to keep a close eye on him.”
“I’ll see to it,” Sirzechs said, nodding.
“Rias will also be keeping a close eye on him, I’m sure.”
Ajuka turned back to the screen, and Sirzechs quietly teleported home.
He had a great deal to think about.
Akeno’s tortured scream echoed through the large, ornately furnished bedroom as her large, round arse lifted off the bed.
Harry withdrew his vibrating tongue and massaged his aching jaw.
The masochistic beauty had begged the both of them to experience parseltongue for herself, and Rias had agreed on the condition that they use it to test her limits.
Believing that she’d be fine, Akeno agreed and actually shivered as Rias tied her arms and legs to the posts of the bed.
That was a couple dozen orgasms ago, though, and now the glassy eyed, sweat-drenched woman was shaking like a leaf on the bed, her mascara streaking down her cheeks from her crying.
“I can’t…I can’t…I can’t,” Akeno babbled.
“No more, please!”
“It’s okay,” Rias said soothingly as she stroked the other woman’s long, dark hair.
“If it’s become too much for you, you just need to say the safe word and I’ll let you go, but if you think you could manage one last tiny little orgasm…”
She trailed off, grinning devilishly down at Akeno, who looked like she was warring with herself.
Harry didn’t know if it was pride and her desire to prove to both of them and herself that she could endure more of this, or some sort of addiction to pleasure, but this wasn’t the first time in the last hour and a half that he’d seen her have this internal debate.
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