'Man, what a night...' thought Vahn, standing on the balcony of his room, overlooking the aptly, colloquially named Dragon Springs Valley and the city of Prima Termina beyond. The latter had expanded considerably due to their transplantation of the buildings and facilities people had become accustomed to in the Training Room, and with Ascendees now permitted to venture beyond his palace, a growing number were taking up residence or simply exploring the now planet-sized nexial plane.
"Is this something you do frequently? Staring out over your domain with a wicked look on your face...?" asked a husky, feminine voice, prompting the smile on Vahn's face to naturally widen as Tsunade approached and stood to his right in a loosely worn green kimono with a pattern of thin branches and flowering sakura blossoms.
"Come and stand with me..." said Vahn, his voice low as he made space between himself and the balcony's waist-high railing, causing a blush to tint Tsunade's cheeks as she habitually complied. She still had moments when she lashed out and got angry, but when they were alone together, she was uncharacteristically demure and obedient.
Positioning himself behind Tsunade with his bulge nestled between her exceptionally round and springy ass cheeks and his hands on her small but growing pregnancy bulge, Vahn softly, playfully asked, "Have I ever told you how beautiful and irresistible you are?"
"Almost excessively so..." responded Tsunade, the blush in her cheeks becoming more prominent as Vahn slowly enveloped her with his warm arms and held her tenderly, lovingly.
Prompting Tsunade's cheeks to practically glow, Vahn softly but firmly muttered, "I just want to keep knocking you up over, and over, and over again..."
"There are plenty of other women you could impregnate...stop bullying me..." muttered Tsunade, unable to prevent a faint, somewhat silly smile from adorning her face. It had taken her a while, but Tsunade had come to accept that when Vahn praised and told her how attractive she was, he wasn't being flippant or flirtatious—he was telling her precisely what and how he felt in that exact moment. And more often than not, that was how much he adored and wanted to continue impregnating her.
"But there's only one of you..." muttered Vahn, lowering his head to kiss the transition between Tsunade's neck and right shoulder. With that, she understood they would likely be spending the rest of the day in his room, causing Tsunade's heart to race as Vahn unhurriedly hiked up the hem of her kimono to expose her bare ass and already glistening thighs...
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Though he had entered the communal bath away from any established groups, it wasn't long before Vahn found himself encircled by a group of four he hadn't seen or, at the very least, interacted with in a while.
"Thanks to the Pavilion's support, the peoples of Sylvarant and Tethe'alla are now closer than ever. We truly can't thank you enough..." expressed a fair, blonde-haired, blue-eyed woman with a petite build, long straight hair that extended past her butt, and modest but growing breasts with pastel pink innies—her hands clasped in prayer.
Shaking his head, Vahn smoothly countered, "I appreciate the sentiment, Colette, but it is your actions and the decisions you and your companions have made along your journey that led you to this point. We've only done what was asked of us, and only because you were willing to approach us and come to an agreement."
"While that may be true..." started a markedly more voluptuous woman with shoulder-length, windswept white hair and silvery eyes, smiling as she affirmed, "Were it not for the Tower and the Pavilion, we would have had a far more difficult time gaining the strength we needed to overcome our foes, reach a compromise with Mithos, and achieve balance between our worlds."
"Nn...Raine's right..." intoned a petite, pink-haired woman with spiky twin-tails and pastel blue eyes who, unlike her friends positioned around Vahn, had taken it upon herself to sit atop his left shin. And though it was subtle to the point of being unnoticeable at a glance, she was slowly moving her hips to grind against him.
"What we're all trying to get at is that, now that things are beginning to calm down, we'd like to start repaying you..." muttered the final member of the group, a very buxom woman with sharp brown eyes and purple hair that was usually fixed into a messy, spiked ponytail. At that moment, she had let it down, allowing her matte purple locks to fall past her shoulders as she leaned into Vahn with her left shoulder and suggestively caressed his inner right thigh with her right hand.
"I'm already benefitting considerably just being able to share a bath with four exceptional beauties..." countered Vahn, removing his elbow and arm from the cushioned rim of the bath, slipping it behind the buxom Kunoichi, Sheena, and giving her round, well-trained ass a firm squeeze.
"Yes, well..." started Raine, awkwardly feigning a cough into her right fist as she felt Sheena was giving Vahn the wrong impression, compelling her to clarify, "If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to join the Pavilion as either a researcher or an educator. Unless I've heard incorrectly, you've recently been recruiting both."
Before Vahn could respond, Colette left him feeling a little taken aback by cheerily revealing, "And I'm hoping to join the Church of the Intertwining Dragon God's convent to become an ordained Dragon Priestess. After all the Pavilion has done for our worlds, our people should have a place they can gather to honor and worship you properly."
"Mmn...I'm sure you'll fit right in..." affirmed Vahn, raising his left hand to caress Colette's head, causing her to narrow her pastel eyes and beam in satisfaction.
Leaving Vahn at an even greater loss for words, the twin-tailed pinkette, Presea, with a flat, no-nonsense tone, rather abruptly appended, "I want to become a First-Class Maid..." while continuing to grind against his shin.
"That applies to me as well..." stated Sheen, having already transitioned from caressing Vahn's inner right thigh to holding his half-erect cock and stimulating it by wriggling her fingers.
Meeting the purple-haired woman's gaze, Vahn responded, "You'll need to go through the proper channels, but I don't foresee your enrollment being an issue..."
"Me as well...?" asked Presea, sporting a slight pout due to Vahn choosing to react to Sheena when she had expressed her intentions first.
"Of course..." responded Vahn, meeting Presea's gaze with a smile as he simultaneously used the powers of the Flower-Flower and Tremor-Tremor Fruits to produce a mouth with a vibrating tongue where she was grinding against him, causing her pupils to briefly contract in surprise before a faint smile blossomed across her face...
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"At this rate, we'll reach a population of one million in no time..." noted Vahn, sitting in his command theater and evaluating various graphs and pie charts depicting the Pavilion's and Termina's census data along with Ascendee statistics—broken down by Rank. It hadn't even been a month since the closing of the Training Room and the permanent opening of the Tower, but the population of Termina had increased to 365,249 with more and more inhabitants from Invirtua migrating by the day.
"Indeed...but with the increase in population and Tower activity, our reserves of Tower Points are increasing by the day..." affirmed Venelana, seated to Vahn's right with Grayfia to his left in a four-person, herb-filled jacuzzi. She was supposed to be conducting entrance interviews with the Kuja tribeswomen, who had been commanded by Hancock to apply to the Maid Battalion en masse as Second-Class Maids, but she immediately set aside everything when Vahn asked her to accompany him.
"Our direct affiliates and personnel have also increased to nearly forty-seven thousand, so most of our staffing issues have been addressed. It appears that Venelana-sama's suggestion to throw money at the problem was indeed the correct course of action..." appended Grayfia, sporting her usual narrow-eyed, naturally poised smile.
"And that's not counting the nearly ten thousand Kuja tribeswomen and four thousand former Parasites seeking employment with us..." reminded Venelana. "Even if we only accept half, that will bring our total number of personnel to fifty-four thousand."
"Things are only going to become even livelier from here on..." hummed Vahn, closing his eyes and tilting his head back against a plush, cylinder-shaped pillow, produced from his Inventory. As he did, the two Devilish bombshells traded looks, privately communicating telepathically before choosing to snuggle closer to and rest their heads on Vahn's shoulders, joining him in his fleeting moment of silence and reflection...
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[March 29th DxD/November 19th DBT]
"Congratulations, you have well and truly fucked me..." remarked Yoruichi, her expression and tone flat and her yellow, cat-like eyes narrowed as she smacked her right hand against Vahn's chest, pinning against it a positive pregnancy test.
"I could absolutely fuck you more..." countered Vahn, sporting a cheeky smile that couldn't disguise the excitement in his shimmering aquamarine eyes. Yoruichi was only the second woman he had used the active effect of his Stalwart Adonis on, so even though it asserted that his chances of impregnating a woman were one hundred percent, he had nervously been awaiting confirmation.
"I don't doubt that, but not today..." stated Yoruichi, exhaling faintly from her nose as she contended, "I'm needed back in my world, and once this little miracle of ours grows past a certain point, my actions are going to be severely limited. You can fuck me all you want then..."
"Every day, without fail..." responded Vahn, prompting Yoruichi to tilt her head down and turn her eyes up at him as he pulled her closer and raised her by her springy and immaculate ass. She had only come to inform him of his achievement, but with nearly every conceivable switch flipped in his mind, there was no way he was letting her leave before they had a proper celebration...
Unsurprised by Vahn's actions, Yoruichi inhaled a deep, steadying breath through her nose before hooking her arms around his neck and shoulders and remarking, "I genuinely don't understand how I feel in love with such an inextinguishable fool...if I hadn't been the one to approach you, I might think you had messed with my head..."
Hearing Yoruichi admit that she loved him, something she had vigorously resisted admitting in the past, Vahn's eyes flashed and turned red of their own accord. He didn't appreciate the insinuation that he had manipulated her, but since they both understood that the reason she had fallen for him was due to his insatiable appetite and appreciation for every aspect of her character and body, he made sure to dutifully remind her before releasing her to return to her world three days later...
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[March 30th DxD/November 20th DBT]
While he continued making love to Yoruichi in her private room, Vahn sat in his command theater, no longer able to resist looking into the situation of her world. Things looked downright tranquil on the surface, but based on Sis's intel, a total of 148 assassinations had taken place over the past month alone, with 3,499 collateral deaths. Several smaller clans had even sent their heirs to reside in his palace as a precaution against having their lines extinguished completely.
'This explains why Yoruichi and Kukaku go on about wiping the slate clean whenever they get drunk...' noted Vahn, feeling compelled to massage his forehead just from reading Sis's reports. There were unquestionably good Native Souls, but as the Seireitei itself was the result of the Soul Society's nobility sequestering themselves from the masses they were supposed to govern and protect, even the houses representing the progressive faction ultimately maintained their status and wealth by funneling resources from the Rukongai into their coffers. Between eight and twenty-four percent of these earnings went into funding the Gotei, but despite taking that money from the Souls inhabiting the Rukongai's 320 districts, there might only be a single Shinigami assigned to patrol and provide security to a district the size of a small town...
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