EPIC: Path of Demons and Dragons

"Outstanding...you've grown much stronger..." panted Xenonia, wearing her skin-tight Executor clothing and sweating heavily as she stood a few meters from Vahn, hunched over in a wrestling pose.

"It's mostly just stats..." responded Vahn, his expression calm and skin barely moist as he confessed, "Truth be told, I haven't been training as much as I should. It's just that when it feels like you have all the time in the world, training tirelessly feels like a waste..."

"Then allow me to grow stronger in your stead...!" exclaimed Xenovia, rushing forward and slamming her left shoulder into Vahn's diaphragm, her left arm hooking around his body and her right hand slipping behind his left knee in an effort to knock him over. Instead, he sprouted a pair of Devil wings, using them to glide backward at the speed she had tackled him, completely negating her leverage.

Undaunted, Xenovia managed to get her feet under her and shoot her left between Vahn's legs, stopping his backward momentum as she shouted, "I will be the sword that cuts down your foes and the shield that protects this place from any who would defile it...!"

Arching her back violently, Xenovia attempted to punctuate her shout by uniting Vahn's face with the training ground floor. However, as he already had wings materialized, he simply flicked them to rise into the air, causing the blue-haired, green-tuft beauty to briefly dangle from his waist before pulling up, wrapping her legs around his, and squeezing him tightly.

"I admire your persistence..." remarked Vahn, accelerating to perform a quick loop that ended with him slamming Xenovia's back into the ground, driving both of his knees into her stomach. When she tensed, her muscles became harder than iron, but as he was using Touki at her request, Vahn's attack penetrated clean through her defenses, causing her to cough out a mouthful of blood as they cratered the floor.

With the training room being considered a Checkpoint, Xenovia's wounds immediately healed, but her stamina, mental, and spirit energies remained depleted. As a result, she ended up panting heavily as she gazed at Vahn with excitement and a fair amount of devotion.

'This woman is undoubtedly a masochist...' thought Vahn, not particularly minding the disposition as he floated backward, removing his knees from the pit of Xenovia's stomach. She sat up in response, fully prepared to resume their spar despite being defeated sixteen times in a row, but Vahn stopped her by expressing, "You've worked hard...I believe you deserve a reward..."

"My Lord..." panted Xenovia, her eyes gaining a prominent violet hue as she immediately leaned back onto her elbows, drew her feet closer to her butt, and spread her knees to form an M-shape.

Approaching the eagerly awaiting beauty, Vahn pressed his left thumb to the keyhole on her crotch, producing a faint golden light before the seam veiling her pussy parted to expose it. Then, as she was already incredibly wet, producing steamy condensation as her pussy was exposed to the air, he wasted no time raising her butt and driving his cock into her warm and moist depths, causing her to exhale loudly in passion and relief.

Establishing a steady, forceful rhythm from the start, Vahn held Xenovia's gaze as he revealed, "I used to think I didn't need something like a sword, but as I can't be in all places at all times without manipulating time itself, I accept your proposition, Xenovia Quarta..."

Not expecting to hear such words, Xenovia felt her mind blank as elation erupted from the center of her chest. From her perspective, it hadn't been that long since she learned of God's death, leading to the collapse of her faith and her decision to dedicate her everything, mind, body, and soul, to Vahn. His mercy and allowing her to be near him were enough to keep her going, but hearing him confess to needing and accepting her as his sword filled her with renewed purpose.

Seeing Xenovia tremble, squirt, and clutch the sides of her face with an enraptured expression, Vahn couldn't help raising his brows. At the same time, he was surprised to find that, rather than simply being exceptionally tight due to the strength of her core muscles, he suddenly felt a sense of connection with Xenovia's hot and writhing insides. Before, he felt like he was one-sidedly pleasuring her, but now his urethra contracted, and a potent, reverberating jolt of pleasure radiated through his shaft each time he pulled out...

'This merits investigating...' thought Vahn, a wolfish grin developing across his face as Xenovia peered at him with glistening eyes through the gaps in her fingers. She had never orgasmed so intensely before, and now that he didn't feel like he was going through the motions, Vahn ensured it was just the first of many...

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After parting ways with Xenovia, Vahn teleported to his room, where he discovered Koneko pretending to sleep in his bed. She had been asleep before his arrival, but thanks to her enhanced Nekoshou senses, she had sensed him and become fully alert the moment he arrived.

Pulling back the blankets to find Koneko wearing one of his oversized dress shirts and a pair of pale blue side-tie panties with criss-cross blue and pink stripes, her split tails swaying as she remained curled in a fetal position, Vahn's expression softened as he remarked, "I swear...you get more adorable each time I see you..."

Climbing into bed and drawing Koneko into his embrace, making her his little spoon, Vahn enjoyed her warmth and the pleasant fragrance of her hair, particularly near the base of her fluffy, cat-like ears. Because of her Nekoshou heritage, Koneko only truly got aroused when she was in heat and wanted to mate, so while he could definitely get her there with a bit of finger and tongue play, Vahn relished that they were able to vibe and simply enjoy each others warmth and company.

"You smell lewd..." muttered Koneko, which, to Vahn, indicated she was feeling a little jealous. She didn't like feeling left out, so even if she wasn't strictly in the mood, knowing he had sex with someone else made Koneko want it as well.

"Mmn...I went a few rounds with Xenovia after we went a few rounds in the training hall..." revealed Vahn, slipping his right hand into the front of Koneko's panties, tentatively caressing her smooth, remarkably soft, and gradually wettening slit. The prevalence of buxom and mature women in his life might suggest he had a preference for voluptuousness, but while that wasn't untrue, it was possible to have more than one. Koneko had an appeal uniquely her own, so as his fingers skillfully kneaded and probed her folds, Vahn kissed the back of her head and muttered, "And now it's your turn..."

"Nn..." responded Koneko, curt but with an undertone of passion as her face grew increasingly rubicund. This particular sequence of events had played out dozens of times in the nearly three months everyone had been living in the Crimson Palace, so there was little need for words or complex exchanges. Vahn knew what she wanted and was keen to give it to her, so she left everything to him, having grown to enjoy the experience of being handled, cradled, and made love to, which she would later reciprocate in the form of cuddling, nuzzling, and grooming...

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"Oh? You two seem to be getting along well..." hummed Rias, no longer surprised when she returned to Vahn's room after her magic lessons and training to find him having sex with Koneko or someone else. This time, he was seated against the headboard of his bed with the white-haired catgirl seated with her back to him, her legs pried apart by his knees and arms as he fondled her right breast with his left hand and caressed her clit with his right middle finger, his cock sheathed three quarters within her as she panted heavily with an unfocused look.

"Welcome back..." responded Vahn, removing his lips from Koneko's left nape and shoulder and reversing the positions of his hands before asking, "How did your training go?"

"Haaaaa...at this point, I'm almost positive that Grayfia and my mother are holding some kind of grudge against me..." sighed Rias, casually disrobing before asserting, "But they can be as upset as they like. I have absolutely no intention of relinquishing my claims as your first wife and the mother of your children..."

"Of course..." responded Vahn, adopting a faint, smoldering smile as Rias approached and climbed onto the bed from its foot, crawling toward him with cat-like movements. He had outright admitted to her that Grayfia and Venelana occupied the top two positions in his heart, but instead of taking offense, Rias became determined to claw her way back to the top. And to accomplish that, she concluded that the best course of action was setting aside her usual selfishness...

Stopping in front of Koneko, Rias lowered her head, closed her eyes, and began licking the former's clit, choosing to help Vahn pleasure her instead of vying for his attention. She even resisted touching herself, knowing that as long as she did her best, Vahn would reward her accordingly.

"It feels really good...nyaaaa..." mewled Koneko, her eyes shut from the intense pleasure rising from her belly and suffusing her chest. She didn't usually speak when she and Vahn were having sex, but since Rias was the type who required positive reinforcement to know if she was doing well, it became a habit for her to say how she was feeling when both her Masters were present...

"Oh? Then how about this~?" asked Rias, the corners of her lips curling into a playful smile as she traced her crimson tongue along the exposed part of Vahn's shaft, concluding the action by flicking Koneko's tiny bean.

Instead of answering with words, Koneko issued a quivering "Nyaaaaa~" that excited Rias's mischievous spirit. For a moment, she was tempted to ask Vahn if he wanted to compete to see who could cause Koneko to feel the greatest amount of pleasure, but as she didn't have a habit of picking battles she knew she couldn't win, she suppressed the urge and gradually worked her way up the latter's body with her lips, tongue, and, eventually, her hands...

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"Tsubaki and I intend to leave tomorrow..." revealed Sona, buttoning up her blouse and sporting a pair of scant, pale-blue panties as she prepared to leave Vahn's room.

"So soon...?" asked Vahn, raising his brows while Tsubaki, hunched over his lap, skillfully cleaned him with her mouth and tongue, interspaced by panting as he actively stirred and fingered her pussy with his left middle and ring fingers.

"It's been two hundred and sixty-three days..." responded Sona, staring back at Vahn over her left shoulder and exhaling faintly from her nose as she smiled and softly appended, "I am prepared to spend the rest of my life with you, but I do not wish to become disassociated from the people and things I value and feel beholden to..."

"Mmn...I understand..." responded Vahn, nodding. Then, with a soft smack to her bottom, he got Tsubaki to sit up straight, allowing him to float from his bed and land next to the raven-haired beauty, enveloping her tenderly in his embrace as he muttered a soft "Thank you...". He knew full well that Sona was establishing a precedent so that others would start to leave, so while he was originally planning to go and visit Asia, Koneko, and Xenovia, who shared a room, he slipped his hands into the fabric of Sona's panties, cupping her butt directly and making it clear she would be accompanying him until the time of her departure...

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With 379 days having passed, Vahn exchanged parting hugs and kisses with Rias, Akeno, Koneko, and Asia as they prepared to depart through a large door displaying the club room on the other side.

"Take care of yourself, Vahn...and don't let those old women sink their teeth and nails too deeply into you..." hummed Rias, holding Vahn's hands and gazing up at him with a wistful smile. The thought of relinquishing her noble status and title to stay with him had crossed her mind innumerable times, but she couldn't simply shift all her duties and responsibilities onto Millicas. Thus, with one final upturned simper, she released Vahn's hands and turned away, being the last to pass through the door.

'Is it weird that I kind of want to attend classes again...?' asked Vahn, his expression softening as he exhaled from his nose. Spending time with the four girls had reminded him of the many reasons he had fallen for them in the first place, but after experiencing what his power and The Path could do, he couldn't return to the monotony of lectures and tests.

"Shall I give you a massage...?" asked a somewhat husky, feminine voice, prompting Vahn to look back at where Xenovia, modeling a short-skirted Maid outfit, stared back at him with shimmering eyes and a smile. She had chosen to become a permanent resident of the Crimson Palace, but since she found the mere thought of freeloading unacceptable, she had kept up with her Maid training alongside Asia, taking it just as seriously as honing her swordsmanship.

"Sounds good," responded Vahn, stepping forward and extending his right hand to caress Xenovia's head as she willfully presented it. Venelana and Grayfia happened to be away preparing things and performing errands for him, so as he was feeling somewhat lonely after seeing off the ORC, Vahn decided to spend the rest of the day showering Xenovia with affection as gratitude for her staying...

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(A/N: Sorry for the inconsistencies lately. I got a fungal infection in my lungs, so I've been in a rough spot these past few days.)