Chapter 66: Slip into the woods with her for a romp

Xover: Devil Overlord Ch 66, High School DxD/ハイスクールD×D & Overlord/オーバーロード | FanFiction

Warning: these two chapters go to DxD side of the equation, which means they are about 50% smut. Shield your morals.

Momonga sighed as he hadn't found a separate bed for Sona while Rias, Ravel and Sona took a bath, so he made one with [Create Item] and tested its softness. 'Hm, a bit on the firm side perhaps? It should be fine for a night… Besides, if I appear as warm, caring and supporting to Sona who seems to take the whole engagement thing really seriously then I should be able to get on her good side, which will be advantageous if I need to use her as an 'emotional hostage'- Even though I might be able to beat Serafall, assuming she used her full power during our duel which I doubt, it'd be even better if I managed to convert her to my side by using the combination of our good relationship with my closeness to Sona to turn her over.'

He quickly checked the 'invisible wire' that lead from him to his summons in the plane of existence he inhabited. The pink fairy he had summoned for Serafall was in currently in Gremory hospital, the crow he had created was perched outside the castle-mansion in a tree and was eating a random eagle it had caught, and 'Lord Phenix' or rather the Overlord Wiseman was roughly in the direction of the castle-mansion's 'entrance'. And the Dominion Authority was doing something a few miles away from the Phenix castle-mansion, while the Cherubim Gatekeepers he had summoned in the Human World were presumably still in his estate in the world above, albeit he couldn't ascertain their status nor position due to their location.

His other summon, the Elder Lich, was nowhere to be found, which cued Momonga that it was likely either in Human World or in some other plane of existence which meant he couldn't quite sense it. 'Hm, since Serafall is out of commision, and this castle is warded against interference to a good degree, this provides me with an opportunity…'

Momonga cast a [Detect Life] towards the bathing quarters and nodded as he sensed that the three girls were still there, and quickly cast a pile of anti-observation Scrolls and quietly slid his anti-divination ring to his finger. 'Hm, I could actually use this ring in plain sight since I have given the girls rings, and so I can just say I wanted to have a ring as well so I produced myself one as well. I'm not exactly sure how the whole ring thing is supposed to happen, since I wasn't married back then… or dated anyone really… Well, It's a different-looking ring, but the explanation should be good enough… It blocks me from using Divination of my own, but I can just un-equip it if I want to spy on someone magically…'

"[Message]... Report." Momonga told the 'rogue summon', fully aware that Ddraig would be listening but since the dragon held no love for the Three Factions it should be alright.

"My Lord, your lowly servant hears and obeys. Hearing thine voice brings me endless joy. I am beyond gladdened to know thee have forged time to contact thine lowly servant in the traditional way!" The voice of Elder Lich seemed deeper, less human and more like that of Momonga in his 'Overlord' body. "I have begun making moves in this puppet organization you have provided for me, and we are ready to execute your will once the time comes, as you have planned. I have experimented as per thine orders, and found that undead can, indeed, gain 'experience' by devouring the souls of the living. However 'combat' seems to give only slight experience. I have yet to find other ways of acquiring this precious resource."

"Erm…" Ddraig sounded a bit wary as he heard the 'devouring souls' part.

"My lord?! I detect interference! We are being spied on!"

"Calm yourself. This one is on my side." Momonga guessed that technically any [Message] he sent, since it seemed to involve mind-reading of sorts, would become a conference call between him, whoever he contacted and Ddraig. Thus the fact Ddraig could not only listen but speak as well wasn't a big surprise.

"Ah… My apologies, my lord. I made a mistake, this lowly servant offers…"

"You did as expected, and that makes me proud. Tell me, have you gained 'levels'? Moreover, how did you 'devour' the experience?" Momonga sighed. 'Hm, devouring souls?'

"I used [Sacrifice] on dead bodies to consume their souls for experience or mana, my lord!" And I believe that I have become level… eighty-four." The Elder Lich's voice was proud and Momonga nodded.

"Impressive. Very impressive." Momonga nodded his head in the empty room. 'Hm, [Sacrifice] is a caster-class tied ability like [Dark Wisdom], albeit while [Dark Wisdom] has class-specific counterparts for warriors, priests and so forth, [Sacrifice] is unique to casters… It allows one to sacrifice a player body for mana or experience, which made it a fairly unpopular spell as the fact [Dark Wisdom] existed meant player bodies were already premium resources, whereas mana regenerated naturally or could be transferred, and experience was easy to come by…'

"Devouring souls is a bit… uh, killing the cow for the milk-sort of scenario though…"Ddraig didn't seem impressed. "Life energy, remember? Also, uh, 'players'?"

"Thine words bring me endless joy, my master, and your words are that of a defeatist, interloper." The Elder Lich didn't seem impressed by Ddraig either. "I stand ready for new orders, my master…"

"Are you aware of what's been going on in the Underworld?" Momonga asked.

"Ah! To my eternal shame I have not peered into that world's matters, my lord, I have been busy preparing for thine conquest… For this failure I shall justly chastise myself." The Elder Lich seemed to panic for a moment but it was likely the undead creature had [Emotion Suppression] similar to Momonga as it calmed down instantly.

"Moving on, there have been… developments. Currently the 'cult' of 'True God' is to be considered 'neutral', which means you are not allowed to actively engage them unless they attack you or are in the way. The same applies to 'Phenix family', as well as 'Momon's Peerage' and their families. In addition you are not allowed to eat any of the afforementioned's souls, should you come across any of them. Moreover, I've taken a number of people as my… brides, and you, as well as your summons, are not allowed to eat their souls, and are ordered to avoid killing them." Momonga told his summon, keeping his past failures in mind and being as clear as he possibly could. 'While I can bring them back with resurrections if they die, the [Sacrifice] seems to target souls, in which case I'm not sure [Resurrection] would work… [True Resurrection] perhaps, since it's a higher level spell, but I'd need to experiment first... '

Then he wondered for a while if he was changing for the better or for worse as he realized that he was actively protecting those who had gathered around him- people who were not in Ainz Ooal Gown, or affiliated with his old friends or guildmates. People who would likely instantly turn their backs on him if his true nature came to light. Thus, from objective standpoint, he was only harming himself by going out of his way to remove those who believed in 'Momon' from the harm's way, which could potentially cast suspicion on him. 'Am I getting soft? Careless? Is this change for the better, or for the worse...'

"Better, I'd say."

"I shall heed your orders and refrain myself, my lord. The care you show to those who stand beside you would bring tears to my eyes, were I still capable of shedding those… and what madness influenced you to interrupt the contemplations of my Lord, interloper?" The voice of the Elder Lich seemed to be more than a little annoyed at Ddraig.

"Enough." Momonga performed a grand flourish by swishing his hand horizontally and pausing with it extended to his side. The motion seemed to somehow be transmitted through the [Message], which in retrospect made sense as small chat-icons could be transmitted through text. "Explain what your next steps are, and what your plan is."

"Ah! Of course, my lord, I take it that you wish to review my strategies after my last failure?" The Elder Lich seemed surprised, then a bit saddened but steeled itself and explained its plan over the [Message].

"I'm not sure I like where that is going…" Ddraig seemed really fidgety as it listened over the plan. The growl of the Elder Lich was quite impressive as it directed one at the dragon.

'Hm… Ambush at the peace conference…' Momonga contemplated the pros and cons of the attack. 'On one hand, any conflict of such scale would likely galvanize the three factions to a united front to fight off a foreign foe before focusing on each other, so the attack would only serve to strengthen their unity, which would be good if I wanted them to forge peace… And if one faction is pinned as the one instigating the attack then the two would unite to crush it, which isn't particularly useful from a peace perspective as three-way standoff is far more stable than two-way standoff. After all, in a three-way standoff anyone who made the first move would likely take out the faction it targeted but would be weakened by the fighting, and the faction left out could just take down the weakened faction and reign supreme.'

He then contemplated the attack from the other side of the metaphorical coin. 'However, if I want to have the Three Factions engulfed in war… Then if the ambush causes sufficient losses and cripples a few of the 'top tiers' of the factions while the foreign attackers are utterly neutralized, then the power balance is thrown into disarray, and in turn the factions likely miscalculate their chances of success and attack, seeing opportunity to strike at a weakened enemy. The war in turn would create a high demand for healing and resurrections, allowing me to sell my 'wares' at premium prices and become the shadow CEO of the top pharmaceutical company of the Underworld, and also possibly forge trade deals of resurrections with the other two factions. After all, if they have any sense they will seek peace deals soon after the conflict starts since the devils would be getting constant and technically infinite reinforcements through resurrection while the two other factions have to do with traditional reinforcement to replenish their losses… yes...'

"I'm getting seriously uncomfortable here, Momonga…" Ddraig whined.

"Quiet, our Lord and Master is contemplating." If a disembodied mental voice could kill, Ddraig would have keeled over from the death in the Elder Lich's voice. After all, Ddraig could hear Momonga's thoughts, but the Elder Lich couldn't, and would only hear what Momonga said.

'The Elder Lich's plan to attack through a diversion and then through a wide-area spell he hasn't learned quite yet but is close to unlocking, followed by a direct attack on Serafall by someone called 'Katarina Leviathan' that is supported by the level eighty-seven Elder Lich is going to likely succeed if I don't interfere. After all, Serafall will still be weakened by the poison I hit her with, even a week from now. The Elder Lich's area-of-effect attack in turn would likely cause the 'foot-troops' of all factions to fall into confusion and since tensions are high, potentially cause a clash between the three faction's troops. However, since I'm close to converting Serafall to my side I can't allow her to die in the attack…'

Momonga began pacing in the bedroom as a combat-tactics and a plan began forming in his head. '...It'd be optimal if the Elder Lich can have Katarina attack someone else, while Serafall withdraws after she realizes the attackers are after her, which likely makes the Underworld think that the other factions had partaken in the ambush to assassinate a weakened Maou and reduce the Underworld's power. Apparently the Elder Lich has some 'lesser maggots' with him that could tie down some of the other faction's top-tiers for a moment, which could be turned around so they attack the Underworld's top tiers and hold them back, while the Elder Lich and Katarina attack someone from the two other factions… Since the Fallen Angels are seen as treacherous, all I need to do is not kill anyone of their high-tiers ranks to make them take part of the blame, which leaves just the 'Heavens'.'

Nodding to himself as the plan came together, Momonga detailed his alterations to the Elder Lich's plan to the undead, albeit at low tone just in case his anti-divination wards failed him.

"Your brilliance knows no bounds, my lord! To know that my feeble ploy could be used to craft something so grand brings me joy like no other! I shall do as you say, and bring victory to you!" The Elder Lich seemed to be in a state of euphoria before [Emotion Suppression] caught it and it returned to normal. "I shall make preparations. I will not fail you again, my Lord!"

Momonga ended the message as the Elder Lich's praise seemed to have no end. 'It wasn't that good of a plan… but it's a plan, I suppose.'

"You know, if you left that 'sucking souls like vacuum' part out I'd be completely on board with that…" Ddraig noted.

'What? I mentioned nothing about sacrificing souls?' Momonga noted the dragon.

"You said not to eat the souls of your Peerage, followers and such, not to not eat the souls of everyone else." Ddraig noted.

'...Why didn't you mention that earlier?! I can't resurrect the dead of the Three Factions as the main part of my 'healing product catalog' if they don't have souls...' Momonga resisted panic with visible effort. 'Right, I still have time before the anti-divination spells end…' "[Message]."

"My lord! Your serva-"

"In addition to the previous orders, you are not allowed to eat souls."

"...M-my lord, thine foolish servant must confess their confusion and lack of intelligence, for I do not know how I am to acquire experience to reach a level sufficient for combat against the foes I am to defeat..." The Elder Lich seemed incredibly confused.

'Hm, good point…' "Excellent observation. You passed the test. I wished to see if you could point out a contradiction in the orders I gave you in the past, and the orders you received presently." Momonga sweated a bit as the Elder Lich came close to pointing out a flaw in what the summon believed to be a flawless plan. And a flaw would lead to doubt, doubt to betrayal… '...And come to think of it, this approach allows me to get rid of that interfering foreign faction that the Elder Lich somehow managed to join, before it can interfere too much in my plan… After all, after that faction sparks the war, it needs to go away so the three factions can focus on each other. And generate a demand for my products.' "Indeed, you are allowed to eat. However- the puppet organization you mentioned? That is for you to feed on, nothing else. The other restrictions I mentioned still apply."

"Thine servant hears and obeys." The Elder Lich seemed relieved. "Ah, now everything makes sense… thine foolish servant apologizes for mine inability to read thine orders and required clarification, my well of shame is deep and overflooding."

"Good, good… then, we'll meet soon." Momonga sighed and closed the link. 'Two birds with one stone… Not a bad plan, eh? Thanks for mentioning the souls thing, Ddraig.'

"...I somehow get the feeling that asking anything from you would be a monkey's paw, Momonga." Ddraig felt uneasy.

'Don't worry about it…' Momonga handwaved, then undid the anti-divination scrolls. He contemplated removing the anti-divination ring, and finally did so. 'I have an excuse to wear this in plain sight, but if the Maous or other factions want to spy on me, I should let them do so when I do inconspicuous stuff… otherwise they might get suspicious that I have a way of constantly blocking their spying, which will cast a shadow of doubt on my actions if something happens… I have the basic anti-divination counter-kill spell always active, but it's less about blocking divination and more about removing the diviner, so I can't rely on it entirely… And I should probably consider disabling it when I'm under so much scrutiny that an accidental automatic response might flip my cover. Considering how much I've been spied on indirectly by Serafall I can only assume that the spell only reacts to divination spells that target me exclusively, but I should still be careful not to antagonize possible enemies needlessly… Sometimes the best divination countermeasure is just to do nothing against it and let them see, but see nothing of importance.'

Thinking deep about it, Momonga finally disabled the counter-kill spell, but kept it in his pocket, so to say, in case he needed to activate it again in short notice.

'However, with Serafall out of commision for now I'll just have to watch out for the norse gods and the rest of the Maous… I think that white-haired woman, Rossweisse, did indeed bug me because I had a foreign 'tag' debuff when I looked at my 'character sheet', but it looked like it was just tracking my location and not what I said or did.' Momonga sighed. 'I think I should be able to dispel it but that might trigger them to attack me… I'll just have to lay low for a while and not escalate the situation. At least until I'm back to full fighting strength- I have roughly a third of my mana as it's begun replenishing, which isn't enough for a proper fight.'

He went to take a quick shower to clean up his fleshy body while the girls were taking a long bath, and came to the conclusion that the girls were seemingly bonding just fine. At least based on the chattering coming from the room that was separated from the shower by a thin dark-wood wall. 'Hm, it'd be great if they could get along with each other... '

"Already thinking of huge group humping sessions? You sure you aren't actually Issei?"

'Quiet, pervert dragon.' Momonga sighed at the voice in his head.

"Eh, you can be honest. Just think of all the supple, soft flesh and sweaty, glowing skin as the girls rub each other to invite you in…"

'Are you trying to tempt me away from turning into an 'all-devouring destroyer'? Because right now you're archiving the opposite, and I'll start with you…'

"Plan B! Plan B!" The dragon in Momonga's mind dove into the gold-pile and tried to hide in it, only for Momonga to un-imagine it and leave the dragon plop onto the scarred, lifeless ground. "Owww… this dust is seriously damaging my scales… I'm sorry! Please give me my gold back…"

Momonga sighed and re-imagined the pile of gold that materialized above the dragon, burying it within and causing the dragon to let a content sigh.

'Of all the voices in my head, why must the foreign one be the most insufferable…'Momonga sighed as he walked back into the bedroom, moved the guest bed to the side of the room and sat on the luxurious and sizable master bed that had intricate gold detailing all along its wooden body while the sheets were purest white and soft to touch. 'I could have Sona sleep in a separate room, but I think that this is a good compromise… It's not like I can just completely ignore her, because that'd just cause our relationships to go to a standstill, which would not improve my relationship with her, would not help me with Serafall, and would open the possibility of Sona running away.'

The bedroom's door opened and the trio of girls wobbled in, clothed in fluffy pajamas. 'Hm, come to think of it, they have all consumed quite a bit of alcohol… I wonder if I could use that to further my image? Their opinions are quite malleable now...'

Sona was clinging to Rias's back and her legs seemed to have malfunctioned as Rias was dragging her, while Sona didn't even make an attempt to move under her own strength. Not that she could do so anyway, thanks to the [Weaken]. 'I wonder if the weakness to curses is hereditary? I'd be glad to know Sona's weakness as well that of Serafall, just in case…'

Rias bowled into Momonga as she wobbled to the bed with the girl-shaped leech on her back, knocking the three of them on the bed.

"Uuh…" Rias groaned to Momonga's chest while she climbed on top of him and hugged him in a drunken way. "I love you, Is- Momon-kun... do you love me?"

'Hm, while I'm not sure if she means 'Issei' or 'me'... with the inebriation I should be able to use the 'Lying' to convince her…' Momonga noted the girl's condition. "I do. I love you, Rias..."

"Dick move, my guy…"

'Voices in my head are required to take turn numbers before speaking up, please and thank you.' Momonga was starting to get annoyed by Ddraig's constant interference. 'Besides, it's way too early for me to say a honest yes or no to that question… She has her ups and downs, and the fact she doesn't seem to be able to see me through her Issei-tinted glasses is definitely a big downside.'

"Fair…"

A bounce in the bed told that Ravel had joined in as well and was busy digging herself into Momonga's side and her head popped into his vision from under his armpit. And it didn't take much mental gymnastics to guess what she was waiting for, considering the look in her face.

"Ugh… No, I cant… isn't right…" Sona babbled something from behind Rias and hugged the girl tight. "Uwah... "

'Haah…' Momonga sighed, poked at his more fleshy 'urges' that came from the part of him that was 'Suzuki Satoru', and the flagpole down below lifted itself upright.

"Oh… T-that's gross! Who'd want to see that kind of thing… I-idiot!" Ravel's expression and her words clashed spectatularily and Momonga remembered that he had told the girl to act like she had before she had met 'Momon'. 'Hm, I think Peroroncino told me about that archetype… 'Tsundere'? So she says one thing but wants the other, or something like that?'

A leg lifted itself above the meat and felled it with the thigh, which then began stroking 'it' in a rubbing motion. Momonga followed the leg 'home' with his eyes and saw that Rias had seemingly gone into the 'mood' after Momonga's lie and was rubbing the wood. "Hey… Momon… Let's do it… a couple of times at least. Sona-chan? Want me to carry you to the guest bed over there?"

"Nooo… Ifhs that happensh then the supweme beijing will comh and eats me…" Sona mumbled something incoherent before flopping off Rias's back and snuggling her way under the sheets. "zz… noo… yoush reporths gots a lots off… errorsh, Tsubahki… Ans Saji'sh… beings an idiosh… again... s-spankhing for youuss… Uhe, this comfy..."

Momonga sighed and moved to kiss Rias as Sona wriggled under the blanket and started to snore lightly out of sight, and he decided to take the tiny frustration that had risen from Rias's insistence that he was 'Issei' out on her body. Albeit with her being in the mood, she'd likely like that so it was unlikely that his outburst would harm his external relationship with the girl.

A slurping sound came from down south while the kiss was happening up north, and he glanced down to see that Ravel was trying to perform a fellatio, trying being the keyword as Rias's thigh-rub was making it a bit difficult. 'Haah… well, since I'll have Ravel as one of my Pawns soon, after I get in touch with Lady Phenix and perform the swapping ritual anyway, I can use this situation to train her and Rias's teamwork… as it is, Rias is blocking Ravel and Ravel is trying an approach that would force Rias to adjust hers needlessly…'

Momonga pulled Rias's leg that was blocking Ravel and she glanced behind her to notice what Ravel was doing and blushed. "Oh… W-well, if you claim that, I claim his lips!"

Rias snuggled to Momonga's hug and kept rubbing her breasts on his chest while kissing him hungrily, all the while Ravel kissed something else equally hungrily.

'Hm, the smell of alcohol really makes me think back to that world, where we needed to wash ourselves with alcohol sprays before we could get back in the habs after the bio contaminant storms…' Momonga decided that he didn't really like the alcohol-breath, so instead broke off the kiss and started to nibble on the nape of Rias's neck and kiss the girl's breasts.

"Hehe… Kiss and fondle them all you want, Is- Momon…" Rias purred as she crossed her arms below the soft flesh to prop them up better. "Mhm… that feels so good…"

'I wonder if I could convert the experience I gain from doing 'that' to mana?'Momonga wondered as he kept an eye on the girl's reactions and movements, and also the rate of his 'experience gain' while fondling the squishy, supple flesh and rubbing and kissing the pink tips. 'The 'experience gain' seems to be tied to the amount of pleasure they feel… Hm, I recall that the dragon had some information relating to the subject, if that memory is correct… Ddraig?'

"Well, the girls over there are releasing proto-tantric energy, aka life energy, so a state of mind is important for proper release… It'd release even without pleasure, but the quantity and most importantly quality is different, from what I know about the subject anyway… You'd have to get your hands on a succubi if you wanted to know about the details." The dragon supplied, then froze a bit. "Just keep in mind that pleasure is super important! Nonconsensual does not work! Definitely not if you eat their souls!"

'Haa…' Momonga sighed at the dragon's twist of facts and likely lies in what he assumed was the dragon's attempt to keep him from turning into a world-eater of sorts. 'Technically speaking there are ways of converting experience into mana… Albeit since I'm not in a hurry right now, I should be able to let it regenerate on its own. But it's something to think about in the future… I might even be able to use [Sacrifice] on the 'life-energy' itself, since it seems to be the precursor of a soul, which would technically 'sacrifice the soul', and then convert it to mana...'

"Haa… haa… haa…" It seemed that the fondling that had been going on in the background, or rather in the real world, had started to affect Rias quite a bit. "I cant… I can't wait anymore… I need.. need… haaa…"

The wet feeling on Momonga's host body's stomach told him that Rias had gone into a full-blown heat from the fondling and had started to leak as she grind herself on his stomach while the sounds coming from behind Rias were… accelerating the girl's mood.

"Ish bigger than lasht time… pop… ish going to break me… slick… I want it…" Ravel's mumbling was broken by her throat getting filled by the sausage and blocking her airways as she bobbed her head up and down.

'Well, experiment number… Six? Seven? Well, 'operation grind experience' is a go…' Momonga felt that he was getting close to level 'hundred-and-one', while he mentally ignored Ddraig's puzzlement over the number.

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Ravel was feeling all sorts of things. Vindication, pleasure, butterflies in her stomach, as well as a tinge of existential dread.

The fact she had almost displeased her new master had caused her quite the fright, but she shouldn't have worried- after all, her stumble had merely been a ploy by her master to use Ravel as a medium for breaking Sona, and now needed Ravel to 'act normal' to allow him a chance to be the 'good guy' to Sona, which would cause such a whiplash that it'd break the last of her resistance.

And with a single move 'Momon' would gain a sizable influence over three high-ranking Devil families through manipulating their daughters- Gremory, Phenix and Sitri.

'How devious… How despicable… My dark master… Ahaha...' Ravel felt the ridiculously huge meat slide into her throat, bulging it and blocking her airways while his juices and her saliva were coating and marinating the meat, giving her a taste of it that was somehow a combination of something foul yet something incredibly delicious. 'Did the Supreme Being alter my taste buds to think of him as the most delicious thing I've ever tasted? I bet he did… After all, he used his servant to capture me and model me to suit his tastes… Ahii… that makes sense… And now I'll need to let Mom experience that too… maybe tomorrow? Hehehe... '

The delicious yet gross meat pulsated and Ravel took it as deep as she could, burying her face so deep that her lips kissed the hilt and she could almost swear that the other end was tickling her stomach, and then the pulsations turned to a hose of sticky stuff which gave her a direct impromptu lunch while her throat almost broke from the sudden expansion of the meat.

"Slick… Plop… H- h-haa… haa…" Ravel's breathing was laboured as she pulled back to let the saliva-and-sicky stuff coated member to slide out from her throat. The motion left thick, stringy saliva between her face and the meat while she collapsed between the 'disguised' dark lord's legs as her oxygen-deprived body failed her- And then regenerated as her body's ability bounced her back. "I… almost died…"

"Wait, you deep-throated that entire thing?!" Ravel heard Rias's shocked voice and turned to poke her tongue out at the red-headed girl in challenge. "Ugh… Fine! I won't lose!"

'Heehee… And now my actions are used to further drive Rias into his clutches.. Is there truly nothing that escapes His grasp?' Ravel chuckled darkly inside her mind while she grabbed Rias's hips as the girl turned around so her back was towards 'Momon' and the red-head started to slider her lower body towards the meat spear.

Ravel guided Rias's hips and the meat so the tip rested on her lower lips, and then the flagpole slid slowly in. 'Ahe? Rias-chan has experience with this monster already? Oh… He must have already stretched and molded her body to fit him better… And so that no-one else would ever be able to bring her pleasure… How foul… How possessive… Aha… Does that mean he wants to keep us? That he actually cares about us? Ehe… That would be nice… Although I know that is yet another lie he has wrought so we'll fall further into his clutches like a crowd of hapless girls slowly sinking into a warm bath that turns out to be a devouring swamp…'

She slid her tongue along Rias's stomach, or rather along the meat that the girl had taken into her body and the flesh just happened to be in the way, and pushed a forceful kiss to where Ravel knew the tip of the spear would be kissing Rias's final gate.

"U-unf! R-Ravel-chan, that feels all kinds of… w-wonky…" Rias complained with a breathless tone as Ravel stroked the girl's stomach and pushed her so the huge shaft bulged her stomach as it tried to stand upright but the girl bent back. "Ueh! T-that…"

Ravel then placed her hand on the bulge's tip, and stroked it against the shaft that started to slowly move in the red-headed girl. 'Ha… How do you like this tightness, my dark lord? Is it to your liking?'

She wanted to speak the words out loud, but He had forbidden her from speaking in a not-'normal' way, so instead asked in her thoughts since she knew her dark master could read them.

'Hehe… I knew you'd like that, my lord... ' Ravel took the motion as a 'yes' and began rubbing and kissing the bulge which in turn made Rias let out all sorts of voices. 'Rias needs more training… she needs to stretch further to take all of you in, my master… I'll be glad to help...'

"Hyaah!" Rias let a stifled scream as the shaft pushed against her once more and the red-head's legs lost strength from the sensation. All the while Ravel observed that even Rias couldn't take the whole thing to the hilt despite the girl's impressive height and equally impressive hips.

"N-no… Rias…" A quiet voice from the side alerted Ravel that the newest addition to her master's harem had woken up from her little nap, and Sona was staring at Rias with her violet eyes wide as saucers.

Ravel ran her hands down Rias's sides and slid her body down out of the way to display the bulge to Sona, whose eyes widened somehow even more- this time out of horror.

"Haha… look… It's so gross… So huge... " Ravel whispered to Sona as she made her way to the girl who had attempted to camouflage herself under the blanket in an almost adorable way, as if the soft cloth could save her or hide her from the dark master's all-encompassing view.

Ravel moved to hug Sona in order to whisper into her ear as the girl stared at the 'physical interaction' going in in front of her face. "It's going to go into you too… and you're going to love it… eventually… we all resisted at the start… but it's useless…"

The whisper caused Sona to shudder.

After all, Ravel was considerably shorter than Rias, with the blonde Phenix girl being roughly five feet tall and as tall as Sona, and that combined with the huge shaft both of them would face meant that she'd break utterly once her turn with the 'thing' came, but she'd have [Regeneration] to bounce her back- whereas Sona didn't have such an ability.

In other words she'd likely die or have her mind destroyed during the intercourse, and then Ravel's dark master would perform some dark magic voodoo to bring Sona back alive, again, but now with her will, determination and body broken and molded anew to better fit and suit her new role as her master's meat-sleeve.

'Hahaa… Aah… I need to stop thinking… Contemplating your dark schemes is breaking my mind… My master…' Ravel purred in her head, knowing that her master would see all her plans and knew that all her actions and realizations, and even her 'free will' was but an illusion made by the Supreme Being, who knew all and had set all of it in motion.

"Oah… That's… ngh…" Rias's groans caused Sona to shiver as she saw Momon tying his arms around Rias's body so one of the arms supported the girl's breasts from below and other rested on her abdomen, rubbing the bulge in a gentle way that caused Rias to shudder.

"Are you alright, dear?" Momon asked in a quiet, soft voice that came clearly through to Ravel and Sona who both shuddered- Sona likely from fear and Ravel from pleasure of hearing the dark master's, even if faked, gentle voice.

"I.. am… it's just… ah… I'm close… just… Hm…" Rias bit her lip as the gentle rubbing continued and she clenched her legs together, which did nothing to stop the meat from going into her as she arched her back to adjust the angle. "In… Let it out... in me…"

Momon kissed Rias's flushed, sweaty back and Ravel saw the bulge inflate a tiny bit as the load entered the red-head and spilled the rest on the sheets as she couldn't keep all of the discharge in, complete with a long, hoarse moan of pleasure from the girl.

"N-no… Rias…" Sona whispered in terror as she saw her fellow sacrifice get thoroughly filled, and then flinched as the riddiculously-sized meat pulled out and flopped against Rias's stomach on the outside.

"Ahn… that feels… so warm... " Rias turned her head to kiss Momon while she laid on her back on top of the man who kept his arms around her in a gentle way, and her hands homed in on the meat sword and began stroking it softly. "I wuw you…"

"I love you too." Momon answered while kissing her, causing Rias to shiver from the soft voice and the words, Ravel to shiver from the dark pleasure of seeing Rias's warm reaction to the blatant lie, and Sona to shiver from disgust and fear of seeing Rias buy the words hook, line and sinker.

"Hehe… Sona-chan…" Ravel slid under Sona's blanket and flipped it off, depriving the black-haired litle girl of the last of her safety while lying behind her, blocking off her last escape route. "Rias-chan! I think it's Sona-chan's turn next… hehe… s-since there's no way I'd like to go next!"

"Ah- no! No! I… I don't want… but…" Sona seemed to remember what would be the repercussions of denying the Supreme Being, and fell silent. "...Yes."

'Haheee… It's all going exactly as he planned…' Ravel shivered in dark pleasure while she pushed Sona forwards and Rias seemed to remember that there were four people in the bed.

"Ah! Sona-chan… You don't have to do that! I was, um, we just were in the mood, and I kind of… well, thought you had gone to sleep already…" Rias blushed hard while placing her hands on Sona's shoulders, stalling her. "Momon! Tell her!"

"I'm alright not doing this with Sona-san, if she doesn't want to." Momon told them both in a matter-of-fact tone- yet as soon as Rias seemed to let out a sigh of relief, he turned to look at the red-head. "But… if Sona-san wants to do that, I don't think it's fair for you to stop her."

Rias opened her mouth, closed it, and then turned towards Sona to give her an inquisitive look. "Sona-chan? If someone is blackmailing you, or is forcing you to say yes, just tell me. I'll stop them, and you don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"I… want to do this... " Sona's face was pale as a sheet, but it seemed that she was also determined. "There are… no external factors influencing my decision… I don't want help… I'm… I'm…"

She shook for a moment, then seemed to remember what the stakes were as Ravel placed a hand on her back to remind her of her place. "I.. w-want to do this out of my free will…"

"...Alright. But if I find out that someone is blackmailing you…" Rias squeezed Sona's shoulder. "Momon? Take it easy on Sona. She's, um, at least I think she's not very used to this kind of thing… um, are you, Sona?"

"I'm… ready to do my duties…" Sona crawled past Rias with a blank, unseeing stare in her eyes and wobbly limbs, then sat down to ride Momon's thighs just below his hips so the now-recovered meat stood upright and rested against Sona's stomach while she faced him.

"Uh, is it safe for her to take that in?" Rias whispered to Ravel as the flagpole reached slightly above Sona's navel in full length, causing Sona to hiccup a bit as she realized her fate. "Sona-chan! You can just put the tip in, if you want to sort-of test Momon out… you don't have to do the full length!"

"I'm… ready… " Sona shivered as she placed her hand against the grotesque thing... and pulled the hand back as if burned as the slick marinades on 'it' stuck to her hand.

'Haha… And all is going perfectly according to his plan…' Ravel tied her arms around Rias's back to keep the slightly fidgeting red-haired girl in place as Sona prepared herself mentally while staring at the thing. 'And after her… it'll be my turn… aah… I can't wait… break me more, my cruel, lovely, despicable, evil dark master... '

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