-Highschool Dxd, Kuoh Town-
He woke up on his bed, stood up and started looking about the room for anything changes in his room. Then, Drake see Isis sitting on a chair next to his bed.
Drake: Hey Isis, are we in highschool dxd world?
Isis: Yes, we are!
He hear his dad calling out for him.
Mr. Russell: Drake! Get up now! You can't be late for your first day at Kuoh Academy!
Drake: I'm coming!
Heading downstairs seeing his father glares at me from his seat in the kitchen.
Mr. Russell: Honestly boy, Kuoh Academy is a prestigious school. So, you don't want to be late on your first day, you better hurry up and get going.
Drake: Yeah, yeah. I'm going.
He say heading out of the house. Drake look at his watch, it's 6:30, he had enough time to make some changes with the book of wishes as he pull out the magical book!
Drake: Hey Isis, can someone sense the book if used?
Isis: No! The book can't be senses by anyone!
Drake: Good!
He writing down on his magic book.
'Issei and his family are born and living at United States of America and never been at Japan or Kuoh'
Drake: Sorry, Issei but I'm taking all of your girls from you without knowing at all!
Isis: Wow, that's interesting!
She was very surprise by his action!
Drake: What?
Isis: I thought you were going to kill him and steal his boosted gear for yourself!
Drake: Issei doesn't deserve a Sacred Gear, and he certainly doesn't deserve a Harem, but I'm not evil enough to just kill him. First, I'm the main protagonist now with him out of the way. Second, I don't want the boosted gear, because it's overrated sacred gear in other fanficition and I don't want to deal with Vali the White Dragon Emperor or anybody who want to fight Red Dragon Emperor. Third, even If I have the Boosted gear I don't think Ddraig will not let me use it after taking him away from his host.
She started to understand what he means!
Isis: I see now, I understand now.
Drake: Beside, I have the book of wishes to created a much better sacred gear than the boosted gear.
Isis: Remember, the book have limit on something, it can't created anything is god-like or any god killing weapons!
Drake: I know that, I already have a idea for my new original sacred gear anyway!
-Kuoh Academy-
Arriving at the gate he can see his welcoming committee already here. Her violet eyes widen slightly behind her glasses before she regains her composure, no doubt sensing his new brand sarcec gear. She keeps her calm easy enough, showing that calm intellect of hers.
Sona: Drake Russell I presume? I am Souna Shitori, the student council president. I'm glad you have arrived on time, I would hate to have to punish you on your first day.
Sona Sitri says, so strict. 'Why is she assuming that I will need punishing eventually? I will be the perfect model student while I am here and make you and your peerage part of harem soon.' Drake thought.
Drake: It's a pleasure to meet you Shitori-san, I assure you I have no intention of being punished so early, or making trouble for that matter. I wasn't expecting a welcoming committee.
Sona: I like to meet all new student. I am glad your Japanese is so good considering you have lived overseas for all your life.
She replies, she's digging for information obviously, but good thing that Drake uses the book to make good background for himself and his family.
Drake: I've always been good with languages, so it isn't a problem.
He say, completely ignoring her digging into his name, it makes sense that a devil heiress would be worried about a new student showing up in her territory with a new Longinus-Class Sacred Gear and Magic. Her face twitches slightly at his brush off but she keeps her calm, leading me through the school. She spends the trip explaining a lot of things about the school which he care little about, and subtly digging into his past. Apparently, he make a half Japanese, half English whose his mother is Japanese and his father is American.
After a while she leads him to his homeroom, I can't help but notice that she took the scenic route, she brings my teacher out and introduces me, my teacher, a middle age woman, blushes lightly when they shake hands because he uses the book of wishes to make himself slightly more handsome then before. Sona leaves as the teacher leads him into the classroom.
He look around the classroom of blushing girls and angry guys, only a few faces he recognise. Yuuto Kiba, the perverted duo, the two Kendo girls and Aika Kiryuu, the female pervert, who is leering with a slight nosebleed. He remember rightly she has the ability to accurately judge the size of any mans manhood, as she can practically see his 10 inches hard, with a considerable girth, the lewd giggles are almost concerning, but if she thinks it's impressive now just wait till she discovers that he make himself bigger with book.
His teacher asks me to introduce himself to the class.
Drake: My name is Drake Russell, it's a pleasure, truly.
Taking a seat near the back he smile at Murayama causing her to blush and look away, giggling with her friend. The teacher starts homeroom and he start to zone out.
Before long his first day is over, as he was leaving he spotted a red haired girl known as Rias Gremory watching him from a second floor window, but he ignores her, he can't get caught up with devils yet. He have dealt with Raynare is the first thing he had to do.
?: U-Um…excuse me?
A meek voice said to Drake as he crossed the bridge leading home.
Drake: Huh?
He turned around to face the girl addressing him, an attractive young woman around his age. She possessed dark hair, but not like Akeno Himejima, one of the great beauties of his school, this girl had a more grey-ish sheen to it, but still, she was no less beautiful. Indeed, her curves and flawless skin were like that of a model. Her uniform was not like that of Kuoh Academy.
The girl blushed, fiddling with her hands in a fit of nervousness.
?: Y-You're, Drake Russell…right?
He looked at her curiously.
Drake: Uh, yeah, that's me.
The girl bowed politely.
Yuuma: My name is Y-Yuuma. Yuuma Amano.
Once upright again, the newly named 'Yuuma' twiddled with her fingers.
Yuuma: So, um, I know this may come of as, well, really weird, b-but for a while I've been watching you walk across this bridge, a-and I've been building up the courage to talk to you.
Drake: Oh Really?
Yuuma: Y-Yeah. It's just…I think you're really c-cute, and I've heard you're a really kind person. So, that's why… C-Can you please be my boyfriend?!
Drake: WHAT?!
He was pretending to be surprises to trick her to believe not aware what she is planning.
Drake: U-Um, sure! We can go on a date on Sunday if you'd like!
Yuuma's expression brightened considerably.
Yuuma: Y-You mean it?!
Drake: Yeah!
Yuuma: A-Alright!
She agreed, running past Drake in her excitement.
Yuuma: I-I'll see you then, Drake!
Drake: You too, Yuuma!
-Home-
Isis: So, the plan about dealing with the disguise fallen angel, Drake!
She began after eating an entire apple whole.
Isis: Uses the book to her make a useless horny slut angel and obey your command.
Drake: No, I have own ideal to deal with her.
Isis: Oh! What is your plan? Enlightened me!
Drake: I have already made my new sacred gear to deal with that fallen angel, but it wouldn't hurt to make a few precaution incase for unexpected surprises.
The young man pulled out the book as he make his precautions.
-Sunday-
The date overall was pretty nice.
Drake met Yuuma at the local Ice-cream parlor, where they took their seats and ordered: vanilla and chocolate sundae for Yuuma, and a mint chip cone for himself. Later on, they went to the arcade, and afterwards bowling.
Throughout the date was fake Drake couldn't help having fun with her even though she seemed to be having a great time, like she was glaring daggers at him when his back was turned, but those uneasy feelings gradually declined over the course of their time together.
The date came to an end at a romantic setting, by the water fountain in the local park as the sun slowly descended into the horizon.
Yuuma: Hey, Drake.
Drake: Yeah?
Yuuma: I was wondering if you could do me a favor. Is that okay?
Drake: Oh, sure.
She leaned up, smiling as she brought her lips close to his ear and whispered…
Yuuma: Will you die for me?
Drake: Uh, come again?
Yuuma's smile turned sinister.
Yuuma: I said…will you die for me~?
Taking a few steps back Yuuma let out a menacing laugh. Then giant, black wings sprouted from her back. Large, black, feathery wings. Her clothes seemed to vanish, being replaced by something straight out of an S&M film. A strap that hardly covered her nipples and a black thong, gloves on her arms, one of them had a small chain attached, and shoulder pads. Revealing herself as Raynare the fallen angel known as weakest fallen angel of the whole series.
Drake: So... are you into S&M?
She ignored his question.
Raynare: Our date is over, Drake.
She outstretched her arm, a bright red light appearing in the palm of her hand.
Raynare: Everything was leading up to this point, you dying by my hand at sunset.
Drake's eyes widened, but not out fear, but out of realization.
Drake: Oh! 'Yuuma'.
He gave a light chuckle.
Drake: That's pretty good.
The black-winged woman narrowed her eyes.
Raynare: You seem surprisingly calm about this.
The black-haired teen shrugged.
Drake: Hey, if a chick in BDSM gear with wings says I'm gonna die, then what am I gonna do about it? I'm just some kid.
Raynare: I see…
She said with a hint of grudging respect in her voice.
Raynare: Most men would be begging for mercy. I admire that kind of bravery.
With a red spear made of pure light, She stepped towards the boy.
Raynare: I'm sorry, Drake, but you were a threat to us, so we decided to get rid of you early. If you want to hold a grudge, then blame the God who put the Sacred Gear inside you. Farewell.
And then Raynare ran the spear through his chest.
Just when she was about to take off into the sky, Raynare heard a chuckle. Then full-on laughter.
Eyes wide, Yuuma spun back around and saw Drake was completely unharmed. The spear had completely vanished from his chest, leaving no evidence that it was there.
Raynare: WHAT!?
Drake: Wow that was awesome!
He marveled, looking down at himself.
Drake: My sacred gear works very well!
Raynare: What the hell?! You should be dead!
She had no idea what is happening here and he decide answer her question.
Drake: It is very simple, it is the power of my new sacred gear 'Dark Absorbing Gear'!
Dark Absorbing Gear is a black dragon-like metallic gauntlets with a red jewel and 4 silver spikes that manifest on the user's both arms. The Dark Void Gear has ability to nullified or absorbed power of it's opponents. If it absorbed the opponent's magic or power it will added to his own power and gains their ability keeping it permanently. Also It can copycat the ability of the other sacred gears too. 'Now, Dark Absorbing Gear may not have the power to kill a god yet, but as soon as I gains even more power it will able to defeat a god like Ophis or Great Red' Drake thought.
Raynare swiftly conjured up another spear.
But before she even had a chance to throw, her entire arm was encased in fire. it was burning her arm.
The fallen angel let out a bloodcurdling scream, falling to her knees. She stared in horror at the smoking, blooding and burned flesh that was once her right arm.
?: How foolish.
Raynare looked up at the sky and saw a woman with black braided hair and bangs. Her attire was a light rec and black v-neck top, above which she wears a dark red shrug with a raised collar, puffy sleeves and the emblem on the left sleeve. On her arms are a pair of long dark black gloves. For her bottoms, she wears a long black and red skirt that splits in the front. Over her skirt, she wears a red, high-waisted article that matches the skirt's cut. She wears long, red wedge-heel boots with white frills coming out from the top at the front.
That woman is Cinder Fall with her brand new look and new outfit.
Cinder loomed over the severely injured woman, her wrists and ankles adorned large flames, allowing her to levitate.
Cinder: Though, I suppose it's not your fault. After all, what is one to do when face to face with a God?
She floated down to the ground, as the ground get hot at the moment her feet touched the cobbled surface.
Drake: Technically I'm just a guy with a God-tier book, but I appreciate that you think so highly of me.
Giving Cinder a nice pat on the butt for doing her part, Drake then approached the fallen angel.
Drake: So, what's your real name, anyway?
He know her name it's just make sure he don't said her name incase of someone is watching them right now.
Raynare: R-Raynare…
She said quietly, fearfully.
Drake: Pretty name,
He mused.
Drake: Now, Raynare, what's gonna happen next is that we're gonna go back to my place and long chat about why exactly you tried to kill me. But first.
He reached for something inside of his coat,
Drake: Let's get you fixed up.
A quick scribble later and Raynare was looking down at a new arm with absolute shock.
Raynare: H-How did…?
Drake: See this book? I wrote down you had a new arm. Anything I put in these pages comes true, so don't try and escape, or else I'm gonna have to paralyze you.
Raynare's eyes narrowed.
Drake: Are we clear?
Gulping, Raynare nodded.
-Home-
Drake: So, to nail down the key points.
He said as he paced up and down the living room,
Drake: Azazel, the very same Azazel from the bible ordered you to observe potential Sacred Gear users. A thing that I have apparently, and it's also a potential Longinus? Okay. But then you thought killing me would impress him or something?
Isis facepalmed.
Isis: God, this girl was an idiot.
Drake: And you planned to do this inside Rias Gremory's and Sona Sitri's territory, who are also the younger siblings of two of the strongest Devils ever?
He found this funny about Raynare believe that she can get away with killing him without facing the consequence of her actions.
He stood in front of Raynare, who was sitting on the couch and shaking like a leaf in the wind. He would be too if he had Cinder standing behind him with her flaming sword at his throat.
Drake: I assume you didn't come here alone?
Raynare: Y-Yes, there are three others I've convinced to assist me.
Raynare revealed, trying to keep her voice steady while accidently her throat touched the edge of Cinder's blade.
Raynare: Dohnaseek, Mittelt and Kalawarner. We're using the old church in town as our base.
He took a long look into the Fallen Angels eyes.
Drake: You can stop now, Cinder.
Cinder nodded and stepped away. Raynare let out a breath.
Raynare: S-So…what happens to me now?
She hopefully that she not going to die!
Drake: Well, you're not gonna die, so relax.
Raynare slumped back, relived.
Drake smirked.
Drake: However…
Raynare tensed up.
…
He uses the book of wishes to turn himself into an incubus that he can gained both pleasure and power from lust, moans and sex, also an ability that allow him copy or steal the ability of any women or female by having sex with them!
Raynare: Ugh, ugh, oh, UGH!
The fallen angel was put in a mating press as Drake drove hard into her pussy, her vaginal walls squeezing exquisitely around his long, thick cock.
Sure, she tried to kill him, but that thong-clad ass was to die for!
Raynare moaned and squealed as Drake had his way with her body. Long slender fingers softly ran through her raven locks, her head being supported by the bare thighs of Cinder, the fallen maiden cooing as she saw the tears of unbearable ecstasy welling up in her squeezed-shut eyes.
Cinder: Oh, is this too much for you~?
She teased, cupping Raynare's face in her hands.
Cinder: Is that cock in your hot cunt overwhelming your entire being? I hope it is.
Her thumbs hooked into the Fallen's panting mouth and pulled at the inside of her cheeks with aggressive force.
Cinder: Maybe now you'll learn not to fuck with a God.
With that said, the black-haired woman leaned down and spat into the little crow's mouth.
And Raynare loved it. She was loving the way they mistreated her, like she was nothing but a set of holes to fuck. It was a part of her she loathed, and yet her body sang with pure euphoria. Not long after, she came, her toes curling in the air as her legs draped over Drake's shoulders.
Hearing Cinder talk down on Raynare was working to bring him closer to the edge – even closer now that the raven-haired woman came, her walls gripping his cock like a lifeline. Drake was huffing and puffing, trying to hold back the torrent that was surging in his swaying balls. He knew his end was inevitable, but he wanted to hold off for at least another few seconds. This pussy was just so good…
But Cinder wouldn't have that.
Cinder: Cum Drake!
She purred, biting her lip. She reached for one of Raynare's bouncing tits and pinched her nipple, making her squeal and squeez Drake's cock harder.
Cinder: Cum inside this fucking whore!
That was it for Drake. Steeling his hips against her ass, his cock fully embedded in her pussy and twitching like crazy, the young man announced his release with a powerful grunt. Raynare screamed when she felt his discharge coat her walls white, his cock swelling inside of her as his seed pumped load after load into her vulnerable womb!
Drake lay atop her, his breath slightly faster than normal but recovering quickly. Before he could collapse atop her, Cinder cupped his face in her hands and pulled him up to kiss him gently until clarity returned to his eyes.
Weiss: That was beautiful, Drake.
She told him, smiling softly.
Drake: Hehe…thanks…
He panted with a small chuckle. Pulling out, they heard Raynare moan with displeasure.
Drake: What, that wasn't enough?
he teased.
Raynare: Nooo!
Raynare whined childishly,
Raynare: I want more!
Cinder: An unruly thing, isn't she?
She mused.
He smirked.
Drake: I seem to recall you acting similarly..
The fallen maiden looked off to the side, blushing.
Cinder: Y-Yes, well… Look, just fuck her ass.
Drake: Right-o.
Flipping her over, Drake didn't waste any time. He slammed his cock into Raynare's ass, hand wrapping itself up in her messy raven locks as he got right to hammering her asshole raw. His pumps were reckless and savage, driven by the need to show this bitch that tried to kill him who's the real master.
Drake: You've got a long way to go before I can forgive you, but this a hell of a start!
Raynare: Y-Yes sir!
Raynare whimpered, nodding in quick acceptance and obedience.
Raynare: Keep punishing me, I deserve it.
For the next few minutes it was like this: Drake pinning Raynare to the bed as he fucked her asshole hard and fast with Weiss on the side masturbating to the wonderful sight, the sheer bliss on the Fallen Angel's face absolutely exquisite. It was better than torturing people, honestly.
Raynare: I love your cock,
Raynare moaned, pressing her hips back against Drake, trying her best to meet his attention as he took her from behind, fucking her ass as hard as he could. She was too far gone now, the lust completely overwhelming her tight body, forcing her to surrender to the power of Drake's stuffing of her thicc ass.
Soon after, he came inside her again, pumping her asshole full of hot, gooey spunk. Raynare came with him, thrashing and whimpering as she took the load deep into her bowls, as her body throbbed with something so sweetly delirious and chaotic that she didn't know how to handle herself, but she knew she needed to give in to it all, to lose herself to want, to desperation, to desire. She couldn't think straight as this pleasure took hold of her, as she gave up everything to the pleasure and allowed herself to burn, to thrash and ache and ultimately lose herself to all of it.
Drake took a deep breath and pulled out.
Drake: Man, that was good.
He said, leaning back and taking a look at his work: both of Raynare's holes stretched and leaking his cum. The sight made him smile. Now, Drake has gained her light-based weapons magic and the ability to transform into an fallen angel.
He will dealt the rest of her friends at another time.