40

I arrived at the apartment that evening to find Rias in the kitchen. She was busy cooking, and yelled out to me when she sensed my arrival.

"Dinner will be ready in a minute! Have a seat, and make yourself comfortable!"

The scene was set with a white tablecloth and a candle in the middle of the table. Cliche, but classical. I sat and admired the rest of the room's decorations. Rias had used magic to string up red curtains. The rose petals falling from the ceiling told me she really went all out.

Rias sauntered out of the kitchen carrying plates of entrees and sides. She wore a virgin killer sweater and fishnets that just served to make her legs look even more enticing. The mixture of 'Onee-san' and 'goth gf' tickled two of my fetishes. I found myself having to hold my jaw up as I watched her walk out of the kitchen with her hips swaying.

A pasta dish with pesto alfredo sauce was set in front of me. It honestly looked delicious, and it smelled like Rias had cooked sin into a sauce. Rias sat across from me and smiled, knowing that I would be seduced by her meal alone.

"Thanks for… Uh… Thanks for having me," I said, taking my first fork full of the pasta. It scalded my tongue with righteous flavor. I found myself moaning from the taste.

"Fuck, this is good," I moaned.

"Glad you like it," Rias said, smiling at her flavorful conquest.

She took her own bite, and moaned. The sauce was just that rich. The pasta that al dente. The meat and veggies, that tasty.

She smiled at me with the light of a thousand suns. Her joy was evident, and I couldn't find it in myself to resist her.

"Th-ahem-The Holy Sword crisis," I coughed, overwhelmed by her beauty at that moment. "What do you think will happen now that the Church has a definite target?"

"Unfortunately, I think that this 'Father Anderson' has managed to put Kuoh fully on the Church's radar. They might even station someone here full time."

"And depending on who that person is, that could be a good thing or a bad thing," I said, finishing Rias' line of thought.

She nodded, "We've had good luck by getting people like Kiara. I can work with her, but I don't know if I'll be able to be as neighborly with other exorcists. Even Xenovia and Irina already test my patience."

"I can see why. Still, it's nice that Asia has a way to remember her past now. The exorcists haven't been too hostile to her, have they?"

Rias wiggled her hand in a 'so-so' motion, "Somewhat. Xenovia acted quite standoffish before Kiara reprimanded her."

I frowned, "Should I have words with her?"

"It's not worth it," Rias said, shaking her head. "Asia forgave her when she apologized. Sure, she had to be told to apologize, but she still said sorry. Save the 'words' for when Asia is actually offended."

"I guess I am a bit overprotective of Asia. I just don't like seeing our resident cinnamon roll hurt."

"So am I. She's so cute. I can't help myself. I nearly jumped over my desk when Xenovia called her a witch."

I chuckled, then changed the subject, "So… you've met my mother…"

"Oh, yes! She's just the sweetest. A little obsessed with you, but I understood after she told me that you were her first mortal child in a thousand years."

"I'm still not sure how to feel about her," I said, giving Rias a forced smile. "She told me she has been watching my entire life from afar. I certainly could have used a bit of divine assistance at multiple points in my childhood."

Rias reached across the table and took my hand. Her palm was warm and smooth against my own. She gave me a reassuring smile and squeezed my hand.

"It's ok if you're unsure of what your relationship should be. I don't have any experience with absent family, but I'm sure it can't be easy to see her as a mother figure just yet. She seems willing to wait and let you get to know her, so you can take your time."

My smile was a bit more genuine as I replied, "Yeah, she feels more like a distant aunt than a mother. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing, all things considered."

Rias giggled, "I'm starting to see your point about the need for therapy."

I joined her laughter, "The Oedipus complex she's managed to give me is only the tip of the iceberg."

"Has meeting her changed any of your plans for the future?"

"Hmm, not really. Then again, I don't really have any concrete plans other than a family, and my mother has only helped that plan come to fruition."

"Do those plans for a family include repopulating your clan? And our engagement?"

"Maybe~" I said, teasing my gently blushing fiancee. "You know, your mother was actually right when she said the sooner we start, the better. Maybe we should even start working on repopulation tonight."

"I-I think I'd… like that," Rias said.

Her agreement surprised me into silence. I hadn't been expecting this date to end with breeding sex, but now that it was on the table, it was all I could think about. Rias quickly finished up her meal, and excused herself.

"I'll just go… freshen up. Wait here. I'll call you when I'm ready."

I watched her hips sway as she walked away. My eyes traced the bare skin of her back and the way her tight-fitting sweater dress hugged her figure. I limited my senses as Rias entered the bedroom, preventing myself from ruining her surprise. My attention turned back to the meal in front of me. As delicious as the food was, my appetite had shifted at the prospect of more carnal pleasures.

Still, I forced myself to finish dinner as I waited for Rias' call. It wasn't even difficult. Rias' cooking was top notch, and even the mental image of me mating pressing Rias didn't distract me too much. I sat twiddling my thumbs after I had finished. I was counting down the seconds, anticipating my chance to indulge in her body.