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Devils are fundamentally simple creatures.
Some might thirst for riches, others political power or hedonistic pleasure. Perhaps the particularly hardworking desired personal power above all else. Blessed with a lifespan that had to be counted on millenia there was little a smart devil couldn’t achieve.
It was exactly because of that, that Magus wasn’t particularly attracted to all these previous things. His position was one worthy of envy to those not of noble heritage, as the second son of a branch family of the Phenex household Magus Phenex would never have to work a single day in his life.
Admittedly, he would never inherit the family’s incredible fortune, but neither did he crave gold nor was he particularly interested in fancy titles. As the spare heir of what was already a branch family his life was quite set out for him to do whatever he pleased for the next few centuries. Not accounting for any wars breaking out.
With millenia ahead of him Magus had chosen the one thing that could truly require that amount of time to master and learn. Magic itself.
Again, Devils are simple creatures. Wielding magic was easy as breathing, specially for those of noble heritage, but using a tool and understanding weren’t the same. He hoped to understand the very weave of magic, what made everything ‘tick’ so to speak.
“The formula is destabilizing, again.” Magus’s Queen’s voice pulled him out of his thoughts, turning to look at her calm gaze. She had a serious expression though there was some mirth on those beautiful green eyes.
Adjusting the formula isn’t particularly hard, Magus had long since delved into the intricacies of human magic. The mathematical system was as complex as it was accurate, making it a favorite for experimentation. Devil magic tended to be more unstable and prone to sudden changes.
“Well done.” Magus’ Queen hums, not particularly impressed. She always expected the best from him, not without reason. She had let herself be recruited solely to continue researching magic from a new perspective. She was a fellow scholar.
“Perhaps, a change in this segment at the start could be useful.”
Magus hummed, watching the magical orb suspended in between their flying forms. Blue flames, used by the Norse pantheon, flames that could freeze. As far as power went, they weren’t the most impressive thing either had seen but it was novel and as a Phenex he was particularly interested in esoteric flames. He changed the numbers of the equation with a flick of his hand.
Suddenly the room felt a tad less cold. “Nice work as always, Frieren, though a change here would stop any magic leaking out.” Magus added, giving his white-haired Queen a soft smile.
Frieren was an elf, a long lived race known for their expertise on magic, it had been a true stroke of good luck to recruit her. Her mind was brilliant and she had a plethora of experience.
“Perhaps Shinto Magic could be used to reverse the effect.” Frieren offered. “A Shuin here could do the trick.” She said pointing with her staff at one point of the sealed orb, her bat-like devil wings making it easy to fly above the large magical sphere.
“Perhaps…or perhaps it would be better to go back to the source. My books on Norse sealing magic aren’t as complete as I would like. They are a secretive bunch.” Magus whines drawing a chuckle out of the much older elf. Not that she looked her age in human terms, she was beautiful in an understated way, long white hair styled into pigtails, pointy ears from her elf heritage, her body was on the slender side though she was gifted in certain areas.
What? Just because he wasn’t a complete hedonist didn’t mean he didn’t enjoy the pleasures of the flesh, same as Frieren, in fact. Though Magus would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy researching with the woman more than any sexual acts.
Just as the two of them were about to start an additional round of research that would likely take them hours, a new figure entered the room, the seals Magus had laid at the entrance told him who it was before they even spoke.
“Ravel, dear. Did something happen?” Magus asked softly, turning to look as his younger cousin. The girl was a Phenex through and through, blonde hair, blue eyes, that hot magic that was so clearly unique. Her stance was polite, perfect etiquette courtesy of Magus’ aunt.
Such a shame that Old Satan attack. Magus could never fathom going through what the poor girl went through.
“Big brother, Lord Mulon has called you for a family dinner.” Ravel said firmly. They were cousins, not siblings, but he could hardly chastise the girl for it when Riser was no longer among them to fulfill that role.
Now what did father want from him? It was quite frustrating! The research had just gotten interesting!
Frieren put a hand on his shoulder. “Go Magus, I will keep up the work and you can join me after you’re done enjoying time with your family.” She said, her deep voice having that slightly maternal edge to it. Magus had been 12 when he recruited her, and their relationship had been shaped by it.
Magus sighed, softly descending until his feet touched the stone floor of the Manor. There Ravel offered him a hand.
“Take it, last time you somehow ended up in the family library.” The girl said with a cute pout.
Yeah, because the library was amazing. Books had always been Magus' biggest passion. Still he took the offered hand, it was rare for his father to call for a big family dinner in this manner, so he likely had something important to say.
Once she felt Magus’s hand in her smaller hand, Ravel began walking towards the dining room.
It didn’t take long to reach the dining room. Even when Magus tried to pause at staring at the library or whined pitifully after being dragged away from it.
Ravel had to hold back a sigh at Magus trying to go into the library. She knew her cousin was a big magic nerd and would prefer to stay in some place to study some more magic. But tonight her uncle seemed very serious about this family dinner. Which meant it was time to be serious in forcing Magus to come.
Luckily Magus had gotten the hint it was something important as normally it would have taken effort to drag him away to the family dinner.
Once they had arrived, they were greeted by multiple warm voices welcoming to them.
“Ah, Ravel. Magus. It’s good to see you both arriving on time.” A gentle, elegant voice called out the moment they walked into the room. Ravel did a small bow towards the woman calling out to them but during mid bow, the woman stopped her. “Now now Ravel dear~ What did we talk about?”
Ravel hesitated, a small blush on her face. “I-I…I don’t need to greet my family in such a way.” Ravel said, making the Magus parents chuckle a little.
“Hehe, surprised you got big bro out of his smelly, boring old research room~” A young, alluring voice called right next to the mother. Magus turned and stared at his younger brother, a small flash of annoyance formed in his eyes at the comment.
“It is not boring. It is a-”
“Yes it is! You go on these long boooorrring lectures-”
“Well maybe if SOMEONE didn’t interrupt me all the time-”
“All the time?! Please if it wasn’t for me, you would be stuck in that smelly old room for days!”
“No I wouldn’t!”
“Yes you would!”
“Wouldn’t!”
“Would!”
The parents sighed while watching the argument between the two siblings. It was a normal thing between the two to argue. Despite the argument getting louder, the two shared a small smile.
The oldest brother simply watched in amusement, turning his head back and forth like one would watch a tennis game.
Ravel had to hold back a giggle at hearing a familiar argument between her cousins. It never ceases to amaze her about how Magus changed from a quiet individual into a much more….open(louder) version of himself when Miquella or Milo interact with him.
Sitting down, Ravel glanced around to her new family.
Marika, her aunt, a beautiful, charming woman with long blonde hair and beautiful golden. A striking figure that even made some other devils jealous of her beauty. She was honestly what Ravel strode to be. A perfect balance of beauty, elegance and strength. Yet ferocious to her enemies. She could still remember watching some noble woman running as fast as possible and crying after she made some comments about her cousins and aunt while Marika was within earshot. Her aunt was not too pleased about the trash talk and decided to let it be known.
Mulon, her father’s(She had to hold back a sad sigh) brother. Like most Phenex family members, he had blonde hair that he kept somewhat long and striking blue eyes. He possessed a more slender figure, a feminine beauty in looks and physique. And while he wasn’t the tallest or strongest looking around, she would be a fool to underestimate him.
Milo, her oldest male cousin. He had a perfect mix of his parents features with even more striking blue eyes than his father. He was the most stoic and silent of his family. Yet very much loves his family. Despite being the oldest and already living away, he was always around the castle. (She thinks he’s afraid of their being an attack one day and wouldn’t be around for it.) He was also one of the strongest devils around, a rival to THE Diehauser. Just underneath the 4 Satans.
Next up was the middle child of Marika and Mulo, Magus. Who had finally sat down and stopped arguing with his brother. (though that didn’t stop him from sending glares at the smirking brother) Just like his father and older brother, he had short blonde hair. The hair length was between Milo and Mulon. But the best feature was his stunning blue eyes. Eyes that she(and the rest of the family agreed on) were the most beautiful. He was equally as nice towards her as Milo was when she first arrived, welcoming her warmly. Though despite his warmth, he was also a tad bit reclusive and only the family, her, or their peerage members can get him to open up and actually leave his lab.
He was also a massive magic nerd, always doing some sort of experiment whenever he had time (And even when he didn’t, she wouldn’t be surprised if he was doing some sort of studying or experiment during it) and probably one of the strongest magic users in his entire generation.
Finally was her slightly younger cousin, Miquella. Just like the rest of his family, he was pretty in appearance. Though he still had a bit more roundness on his face compared to the sharper features of his brothers or father. He had long blonde hair, easily matching Marika in length if not surpassing her. And strangely instead of blue like the rest of his family, he had pretty golden eyes. And the best way to describe him was a bit of a brat. Though he wasn’t too rude to her! In fact the two got along pretty well. It’s just honestly the best words she could think of to describe him. As he loved pressing people's buttons and messing with people. With Magus being his favorite.
“Now boys~ Don’t fight. Tonight merits celebration after all!” Mulon said as the whole family sat down. Servants brought them food, the maids were as professional as one could expect of a devil household and in no time at all the gathered devils were eating some of the highest quality food the Underworld had to offer courtesy of the family’s personal chefs.
Ravel sometimes thought Mulon was too pretty, with plump pink lips and plenty of cute collars and rings. From certain angles he looked like a girl, something all his sons shared. She knew how the devilnet referred to them in those famous forums. Twinks, femboys, slutty bois, those were the most polite terms used to refer to their feminine beauty.
“Oh? Did Milo knock up his wife already?” Miquella said in between giggles, the way he was playing with food with one fork made Ravel’s etiquette lessons ache, but it seemed everyone had given up on disciplining the chaotic boy.
“Not yet, no.”
“You should send her to me, big brother. I can show you how to move those hips!”
The exchange was as lewd as it was commonplace. Ravel had long since learned that this side of her family had little to no filters behind closed doors. While they behaved politely in public, privately they were quite obscene.
“Miquella, enough.” Marika chided half-heartedly. “This news involve your dear brother Magus.” The elegant woman said with a touch of amusement on her tone.
No one seemed more shocked than Magus at that, blinking dumbly the blonde boy turned to his mother.
“Did an experiment go wrong?”
Ravel almost wanted to facepalm herself at that answer but Mulon’s words were enough to silence the entire table.
The patriarch of the Phenex branch house grinned, which seemed to make Magus even more nervous.
“After some months of talking we have come to an agreement with Lord Gremory. As of today Magus Phenex and Rias Gremory are set to be married!” The man loudly exclaimed, getting some polite applause from the nearby servants.
“What!?” Magus' response was a tad less enthusiastic. “...But how?” The boy said before wincing as Ravel shrunk on herself.
She didn’t remember much of the attack that took most of her family. Her mother had teleported her away right at the start before the assassins had set up their teleportation nullifying seals on Phenex manor. The end result was only her and her oldest brother Ruval surviving, which was why she was now living with the branch house of the Phenex. Or the Heir family now.
It left a bit of a bitter taste in Ravel's mouth, the only reason Magus would be betrothed to Rias Gremory was that Riser had died. It was almost like the world had moved on without a care.
“Lord Gremory and I agreed that we shouldn’t let the attack on the main house deter us forever, it has been a year already. This is a way to show family strength.” Mulon softly but firmly explained.
“Politics…great,” Magus murmured. “Having a wife will cut into so much research time.” He whined.
Miquella burst out laughing. “Only you could be such a nerd to complain about having the hottest redhead in hell as your fiance. You’re such a dork.” The blonde said between giggles.
Magus glared but his younger brother just stuck his tongue out.
“Ruval and Milo are already happily married. You’re the oldest male and are the same age as her.” Marika explained with a firm look. “And no, your little brother can’t take your place. Satans’ know our family wouldn’t be able to take Lucifer's little sister going crazy.”
It was quite telling that Miquella just grinned at that.
Magus looked like he had bitten a lemon. “If it's your decision then I will accept it, of course. I suppose that with the right scheduling I could breed an heir and keep with my research…does that mean I would be Lord Gremory?”
“In a sense, politically Rias would have more power due to being the future Lady of the house, but you will always be a Phenex.” Mulon said kindly.
“Congratulations on your engagement then.” Milo said, speaking softly but clear enough for everyone to hear.
That spurred a round of congratulations from everyone, even Miquella and Ravel. Of course the young Phenex had no fondness of Rias, the girl had never wanted to marry Riser, even at his worst Ravel’s brother was hardly the monster the redhead skank loudly claimed. So what if Riser had a harem, what male devil didn’t!? The girl had the lack of empathy to be happy about Riser’s death, just because she got out of the marriage.
In that sense, Ravel was happy the girl had gotten leashed again. Maybe if her cousin put a ball gag on the slut’s mouth the marriage would be somewhat tolerable.
“There’s one detail we have yet to mention. It was discussed with Lord Gremory that to ensure the best results Magus and Rias should interact as often as possible.” Mulon said with a now strained grin. “To avoid any…less than pleasant infighting.”
Everyone on the table could see Ravel’s anger, feel it too as heat as her demonic power leaked out. Though to a Phenex it might as well have been a cozy warmth.
“Please don’t tell me…” Magus groaned.
“You’re going to Kuoh Town to get to meet the girl, you’re starting class in Kuoh High.” Marika said with a tone that broke no argument.
“NOOOOOoooo!” Magus shouted in despair. “All my books are here!”
“You can’t send big brother away!” Miquella shrieked, slapping his hands on the table. For a second his joking bratty nature slipped as his care for Magus showed.
“Shush, you’re going up with him. All of you are, peerages included.” Marika added with a wave of her hand. “By this time next week you will be living in the human world.”
“Is that wise? The Shinto Pantheon didn’t seem happy to accept the Sitri and Gremory heirs if I remember correctly.” Milo voiced cautiously, his more mature mind letting him think of the bigger picture.
“Agreements have been made with the Pantheon and Yokai, the specific details are being hashed out but the permission has been granted.” Mulon added, putting one hand on top of his wife's, ignoring the whining of his children at the moment. “I know this might seem like a sudden change, but a switch in scenery might be just what you all need. Staying inside the manor all day isn’t healthy, you know?”
“Do I really have to attend class?” Magus said, not looking forward to losing so much of the day on subjects he could handle with his eyes closed.
“Once in Kuoh it is up to you how to deal with the school. Remember you’re dealing with not one but two clan heiresses, you’re wise for your age Magus, I trust you won’t make a mess.” Marika encouraged making Magus perk up.
To avoid class…he would likely need to talk with the Sitri heiress, Sona.
The room seemed to have a sudden charge of gloom at the inevitable journey of so many of the young devils, no doubt the house would feel much empty for the parents once the rascals left and gained some independence.
Good thing Lord Mulon had just the perfect idea to cheer everyone up. Though later. Once everyone is done eating.
The family went back to eating soon after, making some small talk. Though Magus still looked a little bummed out. Now almost everyone knew he just needed some time to think about all this and take it in.
Almost everyone being the keywords as Miquella, seeing his older brother bummed out, knew the perfect way to snap Magus out of his funk!
Grinning at his plan, Miquella “accidentally” dropped his fork and using some minor wind magic, moved it in front of him. “Oops! Magus can you please be a good big brother and get it for me~” Hearing his name being called, Magus snapped out of his thoughts and looked at his brother.
His eyes narrowed, knowing not to trust the face his brother is making. That would be his “innocent” face. I.E, the face he makes when he comes up with a stupid idea.
“Pleeeaseeeee!” Miquella whined, giving his brother fake puppy dog eyes.
Magus narrowed his brother, not moving an inch. The two brothers stared at each other, neither one breaking their gazes. After a few seconds of silence, Magus sighed.
“Fine.”
“Yeahh! Thank youuuu~” Miquella said, giving Magus a happy smile.
Knowing he had no other choice, Magus crawled down to the floor and reached for his brother's fork. Normally he would just refuse and have a maid get it or order someone to just give him another utensil. However with the sudden engagement, Magus wasn’t really thinking about that and instead more focused on the idea of marrying someone.
That turned out to be a mistake as when he grabbed the fork, a foot slipped out of a slipper and suddenly pushed against his face!
“SO MOM! HOW WAS YOUR DAY?!” Miquella suddenly cried out, drowning out the sign of Magus' surprise cry.
No one, but Ravel, was fooled by this and knew Miquella was doing something. However they knew better to just allow this to happen. So everyone’s attention turned to Marika.
“Well thank you Miquella, my day went quite wel…” As the tallest woman began explaining her day, Miquella smirked down at his glaring brother.
Thanks to the natural nature of devils, this was not the first nor will it be the last time Miquella would get Magus at his feet.
Honestly this was a very familiar position for the brothers. Magus being underneath Miquella’s feet as they both, even if Magus felt (fake) anger at the smug brat getting his way, enjoyed this.
Though Magus's pride naturally refused to give up so easily to be underneath Miquella’s feet.
“Get your f-MHMM!” Before Magus could speak any further, Miquella wrapped his toes around Magus' nose and shoved his heel, plopping it into Magus's open mouth. Causing the older brother to gag on the very familiar sweaty taste.
Miquella sent his brother a quick teasing wink before nodding at what his mom was talking about. His other foot quickly moved and wrapped around the back of Magus's head once he saw him trying to move backwards.
He’s been wearing his naturally stuffy slippers the entiiire day. Making them nice and stinky for his brother! He knew how Magus enjoyed them the best out of everyone they knew~ Even if his adorable brother refused to admit that his feet are the best!
“Aww, what’s wrong Magus? Can’t find the fork?” Miquella quietly asked, not drawing attention towards him and Magus. He could feel his brother squirming against his feet.
Yet sadly this was when strength came to play. As with Miquella’s foot wrapped around his head, it trapped the older devil. Leaving him trapped against his brother's smelly feet. “This is what happens when you skip training with your family and play with your stupid experiments~" Miquella mocked. Though they both knew Miquella was a hypocrite.
The two youngest brothers were known to skip out training. Magus due to his magical research and Miquella…well whatever he felt like doing. And to Magus's great annoyance, Miquella naturally didn’t need it.
Unknown to plenty of devils but while Magus and Milo could have been said to be prodigies and strong in their own right, Miquella was what people could be called a natural prodigy in a matching body. A, once in a hundred year generation type of prodigy.
So while Magus is probably one of, if not THE, best magic user in his generation (and not to toot his own horn but at least top 30 magic users in the whole underworld), if Miquella actually decided to train enough in magic, he could match Magus within a year in no time!
Though this probably was never gonna happen as Miquella was a pretty lazy person and doesn't bother with training.
Magus squirmed and shook his head, trying not to give his smaller brother the satisfaction of smelling the feet.
Though the feeling of the foot’s natural softness, a feeling he has gotten accustomed to throughout the years, did feel nice. The heel further pushed into his mouth and forced him to just barely taste it. Tempting him with its taste. And toes squeezing and flexing on nose, his natural submissive side momentarily won and giving into that side, he took a small sniff just for a moment.
And that was all it needed. Once he took a small whiff, he slowly lost any restrain he had. At first it was little sniffs, after a few moments, it was longer breathing, and once it got to 5 seconds, he was inhaling the natural intense aroma!
Miquella’s natural foot musk is pretty strong and one that Magus has been “forced” to endure for years. Almost making him an addict at this point.
And add the bonus of him wearing his smelly old shoes that he has owned for years and worn for days throughout the ownership, trapping his sweaty feet inside of smelly footwear, Magus was losing himself. (which was usually what happens when Miquella adds his feet into any situation with his brother)
“Aww, looks like someone is enjoying himself~” Miquella whispered the taunt in a mocking tone as he moved his foot away. Giving Magus a good long look of the foot. They were honestly a sight to be seen despite Magus at least seeing it once a day.
It matched Miquella’s body perfectly. A beautiful, natural pale shine with natural sweat giving it a better shine. An oval shaped heel perfect for someone to suck on, 5 adorable small toes that were deceitful in strength, and a long, talented sole that was very flexible.
Magus stared at the foot, a bit dumbstruck at the foot as it wiggled and moved down. Gently it tapped against his rising boner, making Magus blush at the sudden realization of his throbbing erection.
However, just as quickly as Magus was losing himself, Miquella decided to stop it.
“Sorry maggy, but you know how mom feels about this type of stuff at the dinner table!” After saying this, Miquella sent his brother a teasing wink, used his toes to grab the fork that slipped out of Magus hand the moment Miquella used his foot to surprise his fellow blond, moved his foot up to grab the fork with his hand and slip his shoe back into his slipper like nothing had happened!
Magus stared, a blush of embarrassment and humiliation. Crawling from underneath the table, Magus moved back to his seat without saying a word, red in the face. Thankfully no one put any thought as to why it took Magus almost an entire minute just to grab a simple fork.
Though Ravel did send the two a confused look but seeing no one saying or doing anything, she decided to be quiet.
She knew her family had some secrets and she’s completely fine not knowing them. However the curiosity as to why it took a minute to grab a simple fork, why he was blushing red from getting underneath the table, why he was glaring at Miquella(who was grinning like a fox) and why it kind of smelled for a little while after the moment Marika began talking about her day was kind of making her want to ask questions.
Things soon return back to a light mood. Magus began discussing some stuff with Milo about his new project, Miquella occasionally chiming in and Ravel listening in and giving her own opinion a few times. The two adults discuss some important stuff between them, occasionally smiling at seeing the kids enjoying themselves.
After about 10 minutes later, the family was finished eating with Mulon announcing his plan not too soon after.
“Now! To celebrate my son getting married soon, let’s abscond to the baths and have some fun~!”
The tone made it very clear what fun meant, Ravel blushed brightly. She knew her family was quite promiscuous, the evidence was there in the moaning, limping, teasing and more. She had yet to join in any such activities though, at first she had been too depressed about what happened though most recently it had been embarrassment.
“I-I think I will take an early lea-” Ravel started only for an iron grip to wrap around her wrist.
“I must insist Ravel, it’s about time you joined us~” Marika purred, nearly making Ravel faint.
Looking around the table and at the different levels of excitement she knew she wouldn’t be let go.
Oh Satans! What she gotten into!
To call the Phenex Manor bath extensive would be a complete understatement. It had been crafted centuries ago by the finest Greek builders Hell could get a handle of. The architecture was nothing but the finest work one could imagine with marble carved into all manners of pillars and statues, works of art adorning the walls, the water being magically kept at a very pleasant warmth.
Baskets with fruit and wine were spread around, also perfectly preserved by magic until one wanted to take a bite or drink midbath. The ceiling was open showing the underworld sky, the artificial day and night cycle implemented by Satan Belzebub was currently in its natural night phase, giving the entire family a view of the dark sky above while they bathed their bodies illuminated by the braziers and candles spread throughout.
The bath itself more closely resembled a swimming pool than anything a human would call a bath. Sitting there at the edge was a naked Ravel, face flush as she tried to hide her body.
Marika had no such shame, the woman was relaxing on the water. Her breasts, which were bigger than her head and made Ravel more than a tad envious, floated slightly on the water showing their perkiness and absurd dimensions. The soft pink nipples were hard and the woman had a small grin on her face.
“There’s no need to hide your assets dear, you have been with us for nearly a year at this point.” Marika chided, pulling Ravel’s hands away from the young girl’s chest, forcing the young Phenex to show her tits. While nowhere near Marika’s size they were still growing and were of a pretty good size for a girl her age.
“It isn’t like those idiots have any shame.”
Marika’s words made Ravel look at the side of the bath she had been trying not to stare at. The boys were there…and they were certainly something that made Ravel’s face heat up with excitement.
Lord Mulon was openly laughing while sitting on the edge of the bath, feet dipped in the warm water, legs spread as he drank some wine from a large golden cup. The regal man was smaller than Milo and Magus in height, and by appearance alone he looked like he could have been a fellow brother. Ravel licked her lips without thinking as she gawked at the man’s hard 12 inch cock, the whole foot of pale cockmeat being paired with a massive pair of perfectly smooth balls.
“Milo! Milo! When will I be a grandpa!? It's been ten years already since you married Zelda!” The man drunkenly whined to his eldest
“Your average devil couple takes 200 years on average to conceive a child.” Milo, ever the calm and reasonable man, calmly answered. His body was a tad less soft than the other men, the result of by far being the strongest of them all, as one of the greatest Rating Game players currently he never strayed from the top five rankings. While he was still considered a femboy twink by the online masses some girls referred to him as a twunk(A mix of a twink and a hunk, a concept Ravel had to wrap her head around). Light muscle and abs aside, the man’s 14 inch cock beat his own father in size though he wasn’t quite as girthy as Mulon.
“Nonsense, back when I married your mother I spent a five whole years in a cabin fucking every single day until you came around!”
“Mulon is so good in bed~” Marika whispered. “There’s a reason we made so many kids~” By regular human standards three kids was a good amount, for devils who had such low fertility it would require tens of thousands of attempts easily. Even if the Phenex were known for being more fertile than all other devils.
The final two Phenex men were currently engaged in some roughhousing. Miquella was wrestling with Magus, overpowering his older brother with seeming ease. The two splashed water back and forth before the smaller boy got the upperhand, pinching Magus’ nipples with both hands, playing with them.
“Hehehe~ Big bro you have such slutty puffy nipples!” Miquella teased as he twisted Magus’ soft pink nipples without mercy. The magic obsessed boy released a grunt of pain but there was some pleasure there as his cock twitched up the cockhead poking up in the water. He was the smallest so far but that was hardly a mark against him, not when all the Phenex men were hung as donkeys as a baseline, his 10 inch cock was more than impressive enough to get most girls.
“Y-You damn horny brat~!” Magus complained, though it sounded more like a moan when Miquella groped his man tits, he was far from fat but his chest was soft. “Get off!” He growled, pushing Miquella away with a shove. This did make the boy stumble back.
Ravel’s eyes widened as she saw Miquella’s throbbing 18 inch bitchbreaker. His cock was the longest, girthiest with thick veins traveling through the shaft, his balls were at least twice as big as his father's, a pair of overproductive cum factories that left her speechless.
“My little baby boy is quite gifted, wouldn’t you say? His poor peerage and Magus always have to deal with his moods, but they always end up enjoying it anyway.” Marika bragged, though Ravel wasn’t sure what to say, the cock was just so thick and massive. It made her toes curl at the lewd challenge.
Miquella and Magus kept bantering while the two women watched.
“I will stop bullying you if you handle this! Come on big bro, wrap your lips around your favorite cock!”
Somehow Magus had ended up on his knees, Miquella’s cockhead leaking precum and pressed against his face. Forcing him to take a deep whiff of the potent ball musk.
“Ugh, fine! But after this you better ask someone else to handle your overeager cock!” Magus whined, though there was clear lust in his gaze. Ravel got the feeling he didn’t mind it as much as he acted.
Feeling Magus wrap his lips around his cock, Miquella threw his head back and cackled. One hand on top of her brother’s face, letting Magus set the pace as he suckled on the fat tip, smug golden eyes looking down on his older brother.
Slurp~ Slurp~ Slurp~ Slurp~ Slurp~
To his credit Magus handled the sheer size admirably, showing it was far from his first time doing such a deed, kneeling on the bath with most of his body submerged under water, he kept bobbing his head back and forth. His intention was clear, to make Miquella cum as fast as possible.
His tongue twirled around the tip and his cheeks sunk as he fellated his brat of a brother, glaring up at the smug little bastard all the way through.
“Mmmm~ No one knows how to work my big, fat cock like you Maggy~” Miquella teased, groaning a moment later at feeling Magus bobbing his head faster to take in his massive cock.
Magus only glared up at his grinning brother, swearing revenge later. It was only thanks to previous encounters that he was able to take this much. He knew if it was someone like Ravel, who probably never had this type of experience, she probably wouldn’t even get one third of it down.
And Miquella being the smug and needy little shit would be too impatient to wait and try to get her to take more than she would be ready.
True to his thoughts, Miquella felt a pair of hands grabbing his hair. “M-Moree!” Miquella grunted out, thrusting his hips at the same time. Forcing Magus deeper and further.
That took Magus by surprise for a moment but thanks to experiencing this many times, his devil genes and his own healing factor, he took it like a champ.
Ravel watched in rapt attention, biting her lip and squirming at seeing Magus showing impressive skills and lack of gagging even as he took almost half of the cock’s length into his mouth.
“Mmm~ those two. They know how to put on a show~” Marika moaned out, one of her hands gently squeezed her own breast and rubbed her hardened nipple while watching her middle child bobbing his head back and forth rapidly on almost half of Miquella’s throbbing cock.
“Despite Magus's complaints and refusing to admit it, he loves Miquella. Probably most of this family despite his protests.” Marika sighed out, loving how adorable her children are.
One was kind of a tsundere (She would need to thank Astolfo for teaching her that word) although more quiet and showed his true feelings a bit more, another was soo cute when he was being a brat and needy. And the last one was a strong, silent type that looked so cute when he showed off his emotions.
Speaking of the strong, silent type, hearing a small moan(despite being usually quiet, he was quite a moaner), the long haired woman turned around and smiled at the sight.
The two were watching Magus and Miquella going at it and jerking off to the sight. Milo was taking his masturbation nice and slow, lightly rubbing the tip of his cock. Mulon was the exact opposite, rapidly rubbing and squeezing his throbbing cock.
Ah, how Marika fondly remembered those days when it was the three of them, her eldest had learned everything he needed to know about pleasing a woman with her body, as he should. Now he was married, full peerage and harem of his own, she was happy of his eldest success, elated even, but when he had first left the house had felt empty. Magus and Miquella were truly a blessing in that regard, adding even more life to the household.
Watching her husband masturbate fast and hard the man laughed and leaned against his eldest, kissing Milo on the lips. Watching father and son wrestle tongues together as they jerked off was a truly sinful sight worthy of hell. Mulon’s hands all over his eldest ass, that tight bubble butt that was equal parts tight, massive and soft fat.
Milo was no slouch when it came to debauchery, his unoccupied hand slid between his dad’s own fat feminine behind. Fingers digging in between the cheeks. Marika heard more than she saw when Milo pressed two fingers inside Mulon’s rosebud, her husband moaning like the slut he was.
“Mmh! That’s it Milo, finger your daddy~!” The Lord of the house cheered, as his own fingers dug into his son’s assflesh, completely unhinged in his words as his cock throbbed with breeding intent.
That didn’t surprise Marika. She knew that when he got drunk, he was a bit of a lightweight, he lost his more dignified attitude and acted wilder.
But seeing Mulon going just as wild as his father caused her to feel certain things.
Catching some movement besides her, the oldest being here glanced to her side and smiled at seeing Ravel blushing and squirming cutely.
Seeing the smaller girl’s nipples harden and legs quivering slightly, she knew exactly what her deer niece was feeling.
Ravel eyes darted between the incredible sights in front of her. Not sure which one to watch. She shuddered, feeling some wetness in her nether regions gathering.
Before she could do anything, a larger hand grasped her side and pulled her in. Causing her to squeal a little in surprise before she was sat on someone’s lap.
“Shhh…I got you dear~” Marika whispered to Ravel as her hands grasped the smaller breasts and began rubbing them. Causing the less experienced female to gasp and moan at the heavenly feeling.
“They are such a horny bunch, wouldn’t you say?” Marika laughed, licking the shivering girl’s ear. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that, they just love having fun. I understand you didn’t do this sort of thing before, so I won’t force you now, but remember dear, you’re a part of this family just as much as the boys~”
Ravel wasn’t sure what to think, the sight before her certainly excited her. So many cute feminine boys doing all sorts of lewd things to each other, the fact that they were family was just the cherry on top.
Now Hell didn’t care about incest as much as humans did, as a general rule everyone just shrugged it off. Not everyone was into it, but neither did people judge those that partook, one of their leaders, Satan Leviathan, was quite vocal about her lust for her little sister, and that was just one case…Ravel was beginning to see the appeal.
Just nearby Magus was putting on a show for everyone, he wasn’t dumb by any means so he knew everyone was getting off from him sucking off Miquella. His usual tricks were working as expected, he knew the weak spot of the brat’s cock quite thoroughly. His hands tenderly massaged those heavy back up balls his younger brother had, while his tongue touched, teased and probed all the weakspots he knew.
“F-Fuuuuuuck~ Magus you’re so good at sucking cock its insane.” Miquella moaned in pure bliss, throwing his head back as his brother’s throat bulged with his length. Despite the size the older boy took it all, eyes squinting as his lips kissed the hilt of his brother’s oversized breeding stick.
As a Phenex, Magus didn’t really need to breathe the same way others did. His Demonic Power would heal any damage done with ease, but that didn’t make a lack of air pleasant. He pulled back some, but soon enough moved back in, massaging the slab of meat with his throat.
“Damn~ I’m so pent up I already feel like coming, drink it all!”
Miquella, the absolute brat, had a bad habit of warning people way too late when he was close to coming. Magus glared as he felt the cock throb in his tightening throat, Miquella’s massive nuts clenched hard showing it was too late to pull back.
Cum pumped into Magus’ belly in prodigious amounts, so much thick, hot jizz shot in rope after rope. Making him feel like he had an entire second dinner. The waves of nut batter seemed unending to the point some leaked out the tight seal of his lips and even his nostrils.
Pulling back, Miquella groaned as the last of his load painted his brother’s face white, which only made him giggle.
Magus growled as his face got painted white, his aching throat healing in seconds despite the rough pounding he had taken.
“You pampered brat!” Magus lashed out with one hand, getting up until he was looming over Miquella. “Think that just because you have the biggest cock you can treat your older brother like some cheap whore?”
Miquella yelped, but it was too late to run. His hands were bound behind his back and his legs spread wide by four glowing white spectral hands. The boy tried to thrash his restraints but Magus magic was as always near flawless. Magus chuckled softly at the state of Miquella. Served the brat right.
“H-Hey! Take me down!” Miquella whined and was thoroughly ignored by his older brother who simply walked out of the water and headed to Mulon and Milon with a satisfied grin.
The two older Phenex men had gotten a little further ahead in their own fun. Milo had a small blush on his face as he rode his own father’s cock, hands on the soft-faced man’s knees he lifted himself up only to drop down ass jiggling softly with each bounce.
“Daddy! Tell Magus to release me!” Miquella whined as they got close, getting a chuckle from the older devil.
Mulon seemed more focused on digging his fingers on Milo’s butt that his youngest words, his cock sliding in and out of the powerful devil’s bum with slippery ease.
“Now, now dear. You know you tease your brother too much. I swear with how much you two love each other you sure do love teasing.” Mulon chided, though not before delivering a heart smack on Milo’s ass making it wobble softly. For his side of things Milo moaned with a tiny bit of embarrassment but started bouncing faster at his father’s unspoken command.
“No way, if I could research without this goblinoid creature sneaking into my lab I would be the happiest devil in hell.” Magus said dryly, pinching Miquella’s side.
“Screw you!”
Mulon laughed again, clearly enjoying the byplay his two youngest had. They all knew Magus adored Miquella too much to truly mean those words. Groaning in pleasure, he waved the two kids off.
“Discipline your brother if you must Magus, soon you will be responsible for him in the human world, better to start now.”
Magus grinned at his father's words, while Miquella brattily complained. His ranting about the unfairness of it all convinced no one at all. The middle-child calmly walked behind his brother, who was still suspended mid air by his magical hands.
“Don’t you daaaaaaaaaa-!” Miquella’s warning turned into a loud moan as his brother thrust into his adorable pink rosebud. While almost always the dominant one, it seemed the boy had bitten a bit more than he could chew this time around.
“So tight~” Magus praised as he thrust upwards and claimed more and more of Miquella’s butt for himself with each hip thrust. The boy moaned, but knowing a bratty rant was incoming, Magus cut that short by kissing his little brother, which just so happened to share the taste of jizz with the boy as his tongue rubbed against Miquella’s.
Internally and in the privacy of his own mind, Magus could admit he was the one that had the softest spot for Miquella. He found it quite hard to properly punish his younger brother, but he had really gotten on his nerves today with that little trick at the dinner table!
Plap~ Plap~ Plap~ Plap~ Plap~ Plap~
The twin sounds of Magus fucking Miquella and Mulon fucking Milo spread through the bath, making Ravel moan loudly as Marika’s long fingers rubbed circles on her lower lips with a big grin on her face.
“Those two are good for each other, Magus would just hide in his lab if left alone and Miquella needs his brother around…as for the other two, well Mulon always did love railing Milo.” Marika shared with a laugh, gossiping with her moaning niece like this was an everyday occurrence.
“MMmmm~ N-Nmnoohohmm~ S-SToommpp!” Miquella squealed out, unknowingly moaning in harmony with Milo at feeling Magus’s cock fucking his ass. Despite his cries of no’s, his hips matched Magus’s thrusts.
Despite usually making fun of his brother's smaller size, it was still pretty large. Large enough to make the youngest brother's knee quiver in pleasure.
“What’s” Plap~ “Wrong” Plap~ “Little” Plap~ “Brat!” Plap~ “Can’t” Plap~ “Handle” Plap~ “My” Plap~ “Cock?!” Magus mocked asked at hearing Miquella’s cries of pleasure. His hips buckled and thrusted more with each word, almost fitting half of his cock in tight ass.
Despite the ass having a good size to it, Miquella’s asshole was very tight. Barely fitting Magus’s cock. Which made both brothers moan in union at Magus furthering squeezing his big cock more into the tight hole.
“S-Shuuahat uuupppp~ I-I’ll geeehahat yoouuuu foorrrr thiiiiss!” Miquella squealed out as Magus buckled in the right way, making his toes curled.
His squeals soon drowned out Milo’s as he felt some spectral hands squeezed his nipples. That changed Miquella’s tune instantly at feeling the additional sensitive spot being tugged and pulled.
“MMMMMM~ F-FUcckkkk! mooooreeeeee!” Miquella cried out, his hips began buckling down harder, taking Magus by surprise as the older brother tried to match his bratty brother speed.
The other pairing watched in rapt attention, enjoying Miquella’s beautiful noises he was making. Hearing a certain noise coming from his son, Mulon speed increased, knowing his son was gonna cum soon.
“Together~ And once we’re done, we can have some fun with your youngest brother.” Mulon whispered into Milo’s ear, making the older nod weakly.
It didn’t take too long before both of the older devils climax, Mulon cumming straight into Milo’s ass while the twunk began spraying all over himself and his father.
Milo stumbled a little, laying on top of his father and panting as Mulon slowly pulled his cock out of the youngest guy's ass. “Good boy~” Purred Mulon, kissing his son on the forehead before standing to his feet.
Thanks to being devils, high ranking devils at that, they had plenty of stamina to continue this for much longer. And it showed as Mulon was nearly back to full mast with Milo following closely behind.
Milo followed his father's lead, stumbling a little and tried to wipe away any cum on himself while cum leaked from his ass.
Magus knew Miquella was close and it filled him with pleasure at making the cocky little bastard cum. However before he could, he felt a pair of hands grabbing his shoulders and someone leaned to him.
Miquella continued to cry and moan with each thrust. He was trying so hard not to cum. Like Magus, he didn’t want to see a smug looking brother after making him cum. Yet it was sooo hard as he felt the cock in his ass tearing it apart with each thrust.
However the pleasure soon stopped as he felt the cock that was so close in making him climax paused! “W-Waaaat are you dodoing?!!” The youngest cried out in frustration, looking up at his brother in annoyance. Though the annoyance turned to surprise at seeing Milo and his father, behind Magus and whispering to him.
Miquella didn’t like the look on his annoying cute brother’s face as before he could question it, he was dumped onto the floor! “H-Hey! Watch what you're doing! Precious cargo!” Miquella cried out, glaring at Magus.
Magus snorted at this comment, making Miquella glare intensified at the amusement.
“Now that you’re nice and defenseless, Dad decided to have some fun.” Magus said with a mostly neutral tone. “You’re about to be a judge.”
Before Miquella could ask what he would be judging, the answer became obvious when all three Phenex boys lifted one foot above him.
They were all quite similar in size and shape with Milo’s being a tad slender, Magus a tad smaller and Mulon having painted his nails a brilliant pink.
“Now dear, tell us whose feet do you love the most on your fat cock~” Mulon sang. “If you say Daddy’s I will buy you a gift!”
“No bribing the judge, please.” Magus scoffed, getting a nod from Milo. Mulon of course pouted.
“MMmmHmMmHhh~!!” Miquella moaned as the feet descended on his cock, the incredible size of it meant that the three pairs of feet managed to work together without issue.
Mulon got the cockhead, his toes sandwiching the throbbing leaking tip and getting to work softly rubbing up and down. He teased and played, not really taking the whole thing seriously but fishing for reactions.
Milo got the middle of the shaft, his feet pressed to either of the rod and moving smoothly, thankfully Magus’ drool made it easy. His technique was good but brisk, quite like his own personality there was little wasted movement.
Magus got the rest, that's to say the base of the shaft and the balls. With his left foot he rubbed the ball of his foot against the base, while his right foot very softly touched and prodded Miquella’s nutsack. Like one of his experiments, Magus focused on his brother’s reactions to adjust the pressure and softness.
“Those three really love Miquella, you should see how overprotective they get when anyone even tries to threaten him. If I wasn’t around to tend to some of his worst impulses I’m sure my youngest would have this household wrapped around his finger.” Marika commented in between kissing Ravel’s neck.
“T-They seem to have him well handled!” Ravel answered in between loud moans as the older woman fingered her pussy with amazing skill.
“True, Milo is serious by nature and Magus is smart, but that’s the issue all those traits are surpassed by how much they love each other, why else would they all decide to please their bratty brother’s cock so often?”
As if to prove Marika's words true, all three Phenex men were smiling and laughing as they gave Miquella a footjob, even taking the time to banter amongst each other.
“Milo, I saw your match against the Tannin, a very impressive victory. To think my brother is in the top 10 of the rating game rankings makes me very proud.” Magus praised with a soft smile his older brother returned.
“Yes, Zelda and Midna performed as admirably as expected, they seemed quite motivated.” Mulon added, showing some sharpness despite his mostly silly personality.
Milo blushed. “They got it in their head that whoever did the best would be more loved by me, their rivalry is something else.”
Both men chuckled at the oldest situation. Milo had a more traditional devil harem in that regard, with many women bidding for his attention.
“That’s why Astolfo and Forrest are such lifesavers, if Frieren or Medusa want to fuck they can get their fill from them and leave me alone.” Magus bragged, he didn’t mind having other males fucking ‘his girls’ because he didn’t see the peerage in such a way. From his perspective they could all fuck each other as often as they wanted, as was obvious by now he enjoyed the company of men just as much as women.
It was during their banter that Miquella erupted, just a few minutes after they started his cock throbbed and ropes of cum shot upward only to land on his father’s feet, yet the load was such that jizz kept leaking out until Milo and Magus soles were also drenched. Like they had stepped on a puddle of sticky thick cum.
“OoOohhh~” Miquella groaned in bliss, satisfied completely by the treat he had gotten.
“You damn brat, you didn’t say who was better!” Magus complained, feeling the warm cum leak down his feet.
“MmMH…Don’t care, I liked them all and came over them so they belong to me now~” Miquella joked as his cock kept leaking cum all over his brothers’ and father’s feet. “In fact~ This how you three should wake me up from now on!” Miquella suggested with a flirty tone. “Either that or using your mouths.”
Mulon laughed at his youngest’s daring, while Magus scoffed. Milo just smiled at Miquella and winked, more than willing to participate in something of that nature.
“In your dreams, shrimp.” Magus sang, leaning forward he pecked his little brother on the lips. “Besides, soon it will be just the two of us in the human world, so don’t get any fantasies on that empty head of yours’.”
Miquella pouted a little at the first part before fully moaning at feeling Magus lips pressing against his own. But quickly whined when Magus's lips left so fast.
“Noooo! come on! really mean it.” The youngest complained, making his male family members chuckle at the whining.
Miquella pouted some more, annoyed that his family weren’t taking him seriously. Huffing a little, he got back up to his feet. Though as he got to his knees, he noticed a particular hard cock, still throbbing.
The youngest licked his lips, eyes lit up with glee as Magus hadn't climaxed at all. Mmmm~ What to do, what to do~
Milo, who was talking to Magus, noticed Miquella sneaking up on Magus. Feeling a little mischievous, Milo kept quiet as he watched Miquella approaching the unaware Magus.
“So I doOOOOOO!” Before Magus could finish, he was suddenly lifted up by a pair of feminine arms and carried a few feet before being tossed into the pool!
It took a few moments before Magus realized he was in the water before he swam back up.
“Ugh! F-Fucking brat!” Magus grunted out, wiping some water and his hair out of his face Turning around, he swam towards the deck, unaware that the person who threw him also dove in a moment later after him.
Getting back near the deck, Magus pushed his arms out in front of him and attempted to lift himself out of the pool. And it worked, till the arms that threw him grabbed his waist. “Waahii. Wow!”
Magus found himself lifted up once again by the pair of arms that were much stronger than they looked despite being one of the smallest in the whole family.
“Goooing up!” Miquella sang as he quite easily lifted Magus up to sit him on top of the deck with his lower half slightly in the air. The youngest of the three brothers licked his lips at seeing Magus’s aching cock a few inches away from his face.
“Hehe, you know it’s been a while since I’ve seen this cute LITTLE thing~” Miquella teased, enjoying how the cock in front of him twitched at the attention.
“S-Shut up.” Magus barked only for his toes to curl as Miquella kissed his tip, smugly smiling as peppered the shaft with tender kisses.
“Mmmh~ So hard.” Miquella sang as he started licking the cockhead like it was a popsicle, tongue sliding underneath the foreskin and getting a taste of the precum. Magus was close to cuming from having fucked Miquella’s ass before and the younger boy knew this so he was deliberately taking his time.
Magus decided to not play into the boy’s game, simply closing his eyes he enjoyed the treat that was the brat giving him a blowjob without complaining. As soft hands and a mischievous tongue teased his cock all over, knowing he would eventually cum and the pleasure at the moment was great.
Minutes passed and Magus felt closer by the second, by this point Miquella had already taken the tip into his mouth and was suckling on it tenderly.
“How are my darling boys doing~”
Magus’s eyes snapped open to look at his mother. She was tall, much taller than any of the boys, the one that came closest was Milo and even then Marika had him clearly beat. Her legs were long, pale and flawless, she was your traditional devil beauty. As alluring as she was obscene with a body built for sex and killing.
“Hhiyah M-Mom!” Miquella cheerfully said with Magus’ cock resting on his tongue.
“Shush dear, don’t talk with food in your mouth.” Marika chided before turning towards Magus. “As for you, young man, I must make sure your skills haven’t degraded, wouldn’t do for the future Lady Gremory to call Phenex into question.”
“Of course, mother.” Magus said with a nod as Marika loomed over him, a small shiver going through his body. Unlike what some may expect it was Lady Phenex who truly held the reins of the household, while his parents love each other Magus was under no illusion about who was the true brains of the operation. This whole wedding business was likely her idea.
“Good boy~”
Marika pressed her pussy to Magus’ lips, made easy by his sitting position. While Miquella sucked his brother’s cock, Magus got to work eating his mother’s wet pussy. His tongue sliding it out to lick and worship at the soaked cunt, hands holding onto the thighs for support as Marika put her weight on his face.
Thankfully as a devil the weight was no issue at all.
“Mmmh~ Yess, that’s it, that’s the spot.” Marika moaned happily. “I see Medusa and Frieren are in good hands.” She teased.
More the former than the latter, Medusa did like to have Magus in between her legs too much.
Mulon and Milo joined them after a couple of minutes and Marika’s commanding presence soon had each fulfilling a role. The Lord of the house was, of course, kissing his wife, wrestling tongues with the much taller woman while groping her massive breasts with one hand. Milo meanwhile had lifted one of Marika’s feet and was slowly licking at it, getting his tongue in between the toes just as easily as he moved the wet muscle up and down the soles.
Ravel was watching from a distance, still too shy to join up with whoever had some very new thoughts running through her head. Watching Marika with all those cute boys worshiping her body…Ravel wanted that, she wanted that more than she ever had wanted something.
A harem, she had never given the idea much thought, it was more Riser’s thing. Well Ravel was bisexual, so maybe she could honor her brother’s memory by collecting some of the cutest girls and boys into her own harem~
While Ravel was busy with thoughts of eventual harem domination, Magus came in Miquella’s mouth, much to the youngest's moaned delight as his tongue got flooded with jizz. Ropes of jizz painting Miquella’s mouth white while he happily gulped down the considerable load.
“Damn big bro~ Keep cumming like that and you will have this Gremory cow knocked up in under a year!” Miquella joked, even though that would be basically impossible for devil fertility.
Just a lewd night in the Phenex family’s lewd games~ While soon to be separated one thing was for certain, the two youngest would be certainly bringing this side of their family to Kuoh Town~
It was nearly 3 in the morning when everyone left the bath proper, having bathed as they should. Currently in his own sizable bedroom, Magus stared at the ceiling.
His mind was on his future wedding, just getting married would have been enough to make him thoughtful, but now there was another thing to consider.
After the sex his parents had taken him aside and explained a few things.
In no uncertain terms Magus was expected to curb Rias Gremory’s rebellious tendencies. While he hadn’t talked with Riser as much as he would have wanted, Magus knew Rias was stubborn as could be and against the marriage, Ravel had also explained as much.
She seemed to want to decide who she would marry, a silly idea for the heiress of a noble house, unless one was abnormally strong like Rias’ brother then there were certain rules one must follow. While Magus wasn’t exactly happy with the wedding, he accepted his role in it because he was a noble son of the Phenex clan.
It wasn’t like all the power, riches and privilege came with no cost. It was odd that the Gremory family had failed to teach the girl that much. No matter what, he would have to find a way to convince Rias to accept the marriage.
Ugh, he was not a people person and he sucked at politics. He was a magic researcher! Not an expert in all the cloak and dagger stuff…
Here was hoping Rias Gremory was a reasonable person.