Arrangement

[November 1st DxD/June 25th DBT]

After visiting Bulma and sharing a meal with her and her parents, Vahn teleported to his room in the Black Tower, prompting a throaty moan to emanate from behind him as Seul-bi, who had been sleeping in his bed, roused, stretched like a cat with her butt sticking in the air, and sat up, rubbing her right eye sleepily as she remarked, "Welcome back, Master. Can Seul-bi be of service to you~?"

Alluding to the type of service she was referring to, Seul-bi pressed her exposed, fur-covered black breasts together and pushed them up with her usually closed eyes opening slightly to reveal glistening carmine irises and distinctive, heart-shaped pupils. Continued basking in the rays of the Blue Moon and a steady diet of special crops had caused her to grow and develop a great deal, but while her height had increased by nearly twenty centimeters since her evolution, the crown of her head barely reached his diaphragm while standing.

"Hmmm...what do you think, Aileen...?" asked Vahn, prompting a window to appear to his right, along with Aileen's voice answering [Mmn...I would prefer it if you rushed over as quickly as possible, but I'm kind of curious. I read in the Tower Guide that Black Service Bunnies adapt to the Master they had in mind during their transformation, so, theoretically, it should be possible...]

"Oh? Is it finally Seul-bi's turn to shine~?" chimed Seul-bi, scooting to the edge of the bed before eagerly turning around and bending over with her head low, her notably pert and round bottom sticking out, and her black-nailed fingers spreading herself to reveal a pretty pink interior as her large and fluffy tail wagged excitedly from side to side.

'It does look deeper than one would expect, given her size...' noted Vahn, having witnessed a similar sight many times. Thus, after a brief moment of consideration, he approached for a closer look, causing Seul-bi to tremble with excitement and a thread of fragrant fluid to leak from her contracting insides as he replaced her hands with his own and parted her notably soft and velvety vulva with his thumbs.

"Master...Seul-bi is supposed to be the one serving you~" mewled Seul-bi, her plump and pliant thighs quivering as Vahn disregarded her words and brought his lips to her lower mouth and unceremoniously invaded her increasingly hot insides with his tongue...

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"Home, sweet home..." sighed Vahn, falling face-first onto his bed after spending twenty-eight straight days with Aileen. She originally wanted him to stay for four months, arguing that it was only fair since he spent a similar amount of time with the rest of his harem, but he was able to talk her down after a considerable amount of effort and coaxing.

'Dragons are frightening creatures...' thought Vahn, a faint smile adorning his face as he rolled onto his back, scratched his belly with his right hand, and considered whether he wanted to rest and recuperate alone or invite someone to cuddle. The obvious candidate was Lupheria, but as she was the first person he visited after his return, he ultimately messaged Koneko to see if she was willing. The white-haired Nekoshou had lost a bit of her huggability due to her body rapidly maturing in preparation for her giving birth, but he didn't mind spooning...

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[November 3rd DxD/June 27th DBT]

"Mmm...it's not impossible for us to intervene..." confirmed Vahn, sitting in the bath with Fubuki seated atop his thighs closer to his knees, using a mix of her hands and psychic powers to handle and stimulate his cock as she groused about personal issues and told him about a Fortuneteller named Shibabawa's prediction of a God-level threat and her planet's destruction within six months. Vahn knew her world would ultimately be protected by Saitama, but Sis calculated the death toll to be in the hundreds of millions on the low end...

"But I can't issue a second request while I'm still repaying the debt from my first debt...is that right?" asked Fubuki, her sharp eyes narrowing ever so slightly as she revealed, "That's another matter I wished to discuss...I was considering bringing my sister here. Considering her standing as the No. 2 Hero, she should have significant leeway in forming a contract with the Pavilion..."

"We can meet with her, at the very least," confirmed Vahn. "But didn't you say she was a temperamental witch with a propensity to wield her power first and ask questions or for forgiveness later?"

"And that wasn't an embellishment..." appended Fubuki. "However, given the power and means of the Dragon's Pavilion, I'm sure you could handle her and abide a bit of rudeness..."

As if it were supposed to convince him, Fubuki used the thumb of her right hand to stimulate the tip of Vahn's glans while leaning forward to emphasize her prominent bust. It was quite the sight, but Vahn's casual smolder didn't change as he held her gaze and asked, "When do you plan to bring her over? Within six months could mean six months or six minutes from now..."

"I've made arrangements to have dinner with her this evening at 6 PM on the first floor of the palace..." revealed Fubuki, knowing full well that Vahn was commonly busy past 5 PM but narrowing her green eyes seductively and stating, "If you could join us once we've finished our meal, that would be ideal. Tatsumaki is generally less cranky after she's filled her belly with delicious food, and the restaurants here in the palace are sure to meet her expectations..."

"I could," affirmed Vahn. "But it would probably be better for everyone if the two of you met me in a training room once you've finished your meal. If she ends up raging and causes serious harm to the palace's personnel, I would have no choice but to expel and blacklist her."

"Mmn...I can't deny there's a high probability of her using her power to test or intimidate you..." conceded Fubuki, her gaze lowering in thought and inadvertantly drawing her attention to Vahn's dick. Its size made her wonder how any woman could accommodate such a thing, but as she had seen women more petite than herself sit on his lap or straddle him without issue, she knew it should be possible for her to do the same...

Interrupting Fubuki's introspections, Vahn grabbed her round and toned bottom and guided her closer to him, causing her to tense and her heart to begin racing as their privates became nestled against each other with his cock sandwiched between them. They had yet to have sex, but since she was a First-Grade Maid, Vahn was well within his right to reciprocate her touch, his expression smoldering and tone low as he stated, "It won't be an issue..." before bringing his face and lips to the space between her neck and shoulder, causing her to issue an unintentionally startled moan as he held and peppered her neck and shoulder with kisses...

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Reacting to the door at the entrance of his study opening, Vahn opened his eyes and met the luminous, emerald-green-eyed gaze of a markedly petite woman with similarly emerald-green, somewhat messy, shoulder-length hair that curled and hooked at the ends. Ordinarily, at least while on duty as a Hero, she wore an exceedingly thin, form-fitting v-neck black dress with a high collar, long trumpet sleeves, and four dangerously high-cut leg slits with black heels, but since she was on a dinner date with her sister, she was wearing a loose-fitting, cream-colored flutter shirt, high-waisted, straight-leg blue jeans with a stylish, pleated design, gold-hoop earrings, an ivory-white belt, and matching flats.

"You're this so-called Dragon God?" asked the woman, famed throughout her world as the Tornado of Terror, Tatsumaki. At a glance, she appeared like a middle-schooler attempting to appear mature, but she was actually twenty-eight, going on twenty-nine years old.

"I'm certain people are similarly surprised when they learn you're the No. 2 Hero," responded Vahn, sporting a playful smile even as a bright green Psychokinetic aura enveloped Tatsumaki's body, causing various objects in the room to rise as she floated toward and positioned herself in front of his desk, looming over him with crossed arms.

"Whatever arrangement you have with my fool of a sister, you're going to terminate it..." proclaimed Tatsumaki, adding, "I don't know nor care what your aim is, but you will leave her out of your schemes."

"I don't consider myself a fool, but I don't have the patience to scheme," responded Vahn, shaking his head before holding Tatsumaki's gaze as he asserted, "And you should know your sister better than anyone. She came to us, and if you've read her contract, you would have seen that there are no provisions within it that compel her to obey or reimburse us in a timely manner. Nor are there any penalties for failing to do so..."

"Yeah, but she can't just not repay you, right?" asked Tatsumaki. "As long as she's bound by that contract, you shave 50% off the top of everything she earns in that Tower of Ascension, or whatever..."

"That's true..." confirmed Vahn, nodding. "But that only applies to any exchanges she makes. If she hoards or makes use of everything she earns, she is effectively receiving infinite funding with no obligation of repayment. She willfully repays what she owes and occasionally works here because the benefits of doing so provide her advantages that I'm certain she has laid out for you."

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Following a lengthy pause, Tatsumaki gradually lowered herself to her feet, causing nearly two-thirds of her body to disappear behind Vahn's desk as she maintained her cross-armed posture and stated, "I wish to become an Ascendee. Prepare the contract."

"You're aware of the conditions...?" asked Vahn, explaining, "Entering into a contract with the Dragon's Pavilion to become an Ascendee comes with certain obligations. If—"

"What, do you want me to suck you off or spread my legs right now to demonstrate my sincerity...?" asked Tatsumaki, narrowing her eyes and sporting a particularly disgusted expression as she added, "Then stand up and whip it out, pig..."

Earning himself even more of Tatsumaki's ire, Vahn couldn't help rolling his eyes and shaking his head as he countered, "Though it might seem like it at a glance, that's not the kind of place this is..." before producing three separate contracts for her to review. The base terms were virtually identical between them, but First-Grade Maids obviously received greater pay and benefits without the obligation of having sex. After all, there was a difference between willingness and preparedness, so unless the Maid in question initiated and affirmed their consent, their virginity couldn't simply be taken at Vahn's discretion...

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At Tatsumaki's insistence, Vahn sat with the emerald-haired woman on the study's sofa, positioned a short distance from a crackling hearth. In greater detail, she was sitting on his lap with her legs spread and feet on his knees, allowing him to thumb her clit through her simple white panties and gently stimulate her slit with his right middle finger as they discussed how the Dragon's Pavilion would prevent the mass casualties expected in the event of a God-Level threat.

"What you're suggesting...is it truly possible to teleport such a substantial number of people with such precision...?" asked Tatsumaki, her expression slightly pouty and face increasingly flushed as Vahn's casual ministrations felt much better than when she touched herself. Even his left hand, simply resting on her abdomen, caused her to feel comfortable and warm, similar to a heavy, heated blanket.

"I can't guarantee there won't be oversights with such a large number of people to account for, but the margin of error is less than 0.01%..." stated Vahn. "Then, once the threat has been dealt with, everyone who had been translocated will be returned at your request..."

"I see..." muttered Tatsumaki, her expression pouty and thoughtful and her blush deepening as Vahn slid his hand into her panties to stimulate her directly. There was always the possibility that he was lying, but if he and the Dragon's Pavilion truly possessed the means to teleport upwards of two billion people to safety instantly, she might really be dealing with a God...

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