Altair woke up feeling exhausted. He had given it his all the night before. Serafall had succumbed too, though not as tired as he was. Not that it was a bad thing; few men could do what Altair did in the bedroom with a woman like her.
But still, his ego was wounded.
"I waited for you all night," he heard a chilling voice from a corner of the room.
Sona was wearing a white robe, her hair damp, as if she had just taken a bath. Her face was a perfect mix of anger and fear. She seemed to have insecurities when comparing herself to her own sister. Not that Altair cared much about body proportions; they were both beautiful.
"Is it... awkward?" Altair scratched his head. "I fucked your sister," he said simply.
Sona's eye began to twitch at his audacity. Finally, she seemed to weigh the damage that would make her angry and what would calm her down, and she opted for the latter. It was best for her.
"It's a little uncomfortable to hear 'Fuck me like you fuck So-tan!', oh, Maous!" She managed to say that sentence with a stony face. But her ears turned red with embarrassment.
"It's her fault," Altair said as he spanked Serafall. She didn't move at all, only her pussy tightened, and a stream of semen began to fall. Sona watched everything with eyes wide with anger.
"Waaaaaaaah—So-tan!" Serafall got up, yawning. She looked between Altair and Sona. Then she scratched her head as she laughed. "Oops?"
"We need to talk, Onee-sama!" Sona said before walking out the door with firm steps.
"Isn't she beautiful when she's angry, Al-chan?" Serafall asked, her eyes practically glowing with love.
"Aren't you afraid she'll stop talking to you?" he asked, although that scenario didn't cross his mind as a possibility.
"Nah-nah!" Serafall waved her finger. "She'll say something like I have to take care of my image or that I have to marry you now," she shrugged. "Oh, I feel pregnant!" she said as she caressed her slightly bulging belly.
He lost count of the number of times he came in her pussy and ass.
"You're not, I've got it under control," Altair said, dismissing her words although it wasn't necessary.
"Fine, fine, Miracle Levia-tan can't take maternity leave!" she said, waving her hand and sticking her tongue out at him. Then she walked to the door, clothes magically appearing on her body.
Altair was left alone, his balls emptier than they had been in a long time. There was a feeling of melancholy and peace within him. He had fucked Serafall Leviathan. That was a fucking huge accomplishment.
[Status]
Altair Regulus Asmodeus (House Black)
Race: Human-Devil Hybrid.
Title: Lustful Wunderkind. Wunderkind.
Profession: Magician.
Mana (Evans): 493,675
Health: 100%
[Physical]
Speed: 243 (+25,600)
Strength: 229(+25,600)
Reflexes: 245 (+25,600)
Endurance: 226(+25,600)
Vitality: 235 (+51,200)
[Spirit]
Intelligence: 455 (+: 204,800)
Wisdom: 431 (+: 204,800)
Soul: 554 (+: 200)
Stats points: 0
Status Price Reset Tokens: 0
[SP: 14,126,900]
His status had changed since he slept with Asia and Ravel. Serafall gave a total of 100 Soul points, 30 Wis points, and 20 Int points, in addition to 26 points per physical stat. An amount that made any other woman he had been with seem like tiny ants. And that's not even counting [Mission Complete: Maou's Hunting]
[Objective Complete: Add a Satan/Descendant of Satan/Partner of Satan to your coven]
[Rewards: Maou: 7,000,000 SP. + 70 Points assignable to a single stat: chosen Wis]
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Rias had improved too much. In a few days, she had managed to control her power better. The power of destruction had been with her since birth; it was part of her. Learning to use it correctly wasn't that difficult for her; it just required focus and dedication.
Things she had recently begun to apply to it. Altair lowered his head from an orb aimed at his eyes, which quickly changed direction toward his crotch, as if it had a life of its own. In a way, it did. Altair then jumped back.
Rias had improved, but she was unable to keep up with him unless he allowed her to. She had been trying to touch him for almost an hour. Altair's skills had improved so much that he could easily tie Rias up with just a glance. That strength was captivating. But he still felt it wasn't enough. Altair had reached a point where he was stronger than most, but he was still quite far from the strongest.
Serafall showed him that, even though they didn't fight directly, their confrontation was enlightening. She, if not for the pleasure, could easily dominate him.
"You're distracted, Altair-dono!" said Akeno, firing a lightning bolt in his direction. The girls still had that bad habit of not taking advantage of distractions. It was as if they had to warn you they were going to attack, so they wouldn't be considered bad people. They're devils, by God's damnation! They're going to be considered that way anyway.
It was cartoonish. Like the hero behind the villain, about to deliver a devastating blow, only to screw it up while shouting the villain's name and giving him a chance to dodge.
Altair looked at Akeno with disdain in his eyes; he couldn't help it, it was silly. She blushed, apparently realizing her mistake. The fallen angel's lightning bolt passed harmlessly by Altair. The girl still didn't use her holy lightning, but she had begun to open up a little more to Altair.
For example, her father's name is Baraqiel. He was an influential figure among the fallen angels.
"If I'm distracted, just attack," he whispered in her ear after moving behind her.
Panic quickly blossomed in Akeno's eyes as she turned around. She jumped away from him. She controlled her panic in seconds and gave him one of her smiles: sadistic and lustful.
"But I might end up hurting you, Altair-dono," she replied demurely.
"You couldn't even if you wanted to, sweetheart," said Altair, raising a shield with his hand. The power of destruction collided with it until it dispersed into the air. "That was much better," he complimented Rias, who kept a focused expression for him.
Kiba's sword cut down from above. The boy had taught him a few tricks with the sword, but his lessons had stopped. At first, Altair hadn't understood, but later he discovered that it was because of his sacred magic. Apparently, that magic reminded Kiba of the magic of Excalibur.
The blond boy's eyes were unkind, but it was inevitable that he would miss. Altair took a step back and put his hand on his stomach, catching Koneko's fist.
Both guys had started participating thanks to Rias. Kiba obeyed his king, just like Koneko.
The cat girl seemed somehow familiar to Altair, as if he had seen someone very similar before. That cat that once fought with Bella.
At first, Altair thought Koneko didn't train with him because of her constant lust. But that was wrong; she despised him. "He's like Issei, but more attractive," she would sometimes mutter. But her reluctance to train with him stemmed from something else. Something Altair could now see clearly in the cat girl's trembling arm.
'She's afraid,' Altair thought.
She didn't let it show; her face was as expressionless as the first day he saw her. But her body told a different story. The girl wanted to run away from him. Why? He didn't think it was because of the power imbalance between them; if that were the case, she wouldn't be able to live in the underworld, where figures like Sirzechs and Serafall existed.
What part of Altair was so terrifying to her? He didn't know.
"Are you still thinking, Altair-dono?" Akeno's lips whispered behind his ears.
Altair appeared a few meters ahead. He heard the sound of lightning behind him. When he turned around, Akeno had an annoyed look on her face. It was her fault for not keeping her mouth shut.
"Ahh, enough!" Rias said in frustration. She was completely sweaty, her school uniform sticking to her body like a diving suit. "I have to go back to Kuoh. With the exorcists around, I have to be careful that they don't do anything to endanger our faction," she said, and her nobility relaxed.
Days earlier, two exorcists arrived in Kuoh, searching for the Excaliburs. They were sacred swords stolen by Kokabiel, and they suspected they were in the city. So both exorcists were in Kuoh looking for fallen angels and anyone who could wield the sacred swords.
Kiba threw a massive tantrum when he saw them, so big that he wanted to rip their heads off just because they existed. Altair wasn't there, nor had he interacted with the exorcists, but he could understand Kiba a little better.
Although he still thought he was a bit of an idiot.