[April 25th DxD/December 16th DBT]
After one of the best sleeps she had ever had, Amalia awoke, stretched her arms over her head, and issued a sensual, "Mmmmnnnngh~!" before relaxing her already tensionless body.
"I take it you slept well...?" asked Vahn, his expression a relaxed smolder and his tone deep, reverberating as he remained lying down with his left hand caressing Eva's round and perky bottom. The lithe and shapely Cra usually woke up long before Amalia, but the previous evening's exertions had left her both exhausted and infused with a sense of contentment she had never experienced.
"Thanks to you, no doubt," responded Amalia, adopting a broad, toothy smile before directing her brown eyes to Eva, adopting an overtly smug expression, and remarking, "I don't remember being that exhausted after our first night together. I guess I'm better at processing the godly energy contained in your seed."
Exhaling from her nose, Eva, who was pretending to be asleep, sleepily inquired, "Do we really need to compete with one another when the two of us, working together, were unable to best Vahn?"
"Mmn...I suppose..." conceded Amalia, her gaze shifting to Vahn's erect cock, her right hand grasping and stroking it as she appended, "But Vahn is my fiancé. You're welcome to become his mistress, but you can't forget that I'm his first, most important wife. That might not be the case outside, but in our world, I won't relinquish the top spot to anyone."
Spurred by her assertion, Amalia promptly straddled and began grinding against Vahn assertively, her rapidly wetting pussy pinning his cock to his relaxed, nearly eight-pack abs. When she had his semen inside of her, she felt alive, filled to the brim with energy. And since Sadidas cultivated their children in secret, well-protected orchards, she didn't have to worry about getting pregnant, no matter how many times he came inside her.
With such thoughts in her mind, Amalia raised her but and guided Vahn's increasingly familiar cock to the entrance of her cascadingly moist pussy with practiced ease. Then, sporting a sensual, narrow-eyed smile, she did her best to shake, sway, and twist her hips with impressive skill and vigor, her belly undulating rhythmically as she held Vahn's gaze with an intense, impassioned gleam in her brown eyes...
'This woman has a real talent for sex...' thought Vahn, the corners of his smile curling as he slid his right hand along Amalia's left thigh and gazed deeply into her passion-filled eyes. Eva, to her credit, seemed to realize they were connecting on a deeper level, so instead of attempting to kiss and distract him, the platinum-haired Cra began suckling his left nipple, her left hand caressing his abs. And thus, the first day of Vahn's nine-day cohabitation with the two women began with Amalia and Eva hitting quite a few exceedingly sensual high notes...
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"And that concludes my report on the recent influx of crime in Termina, specifically along the peripheral territories," stated Xenovia, sporting a serious, determined look as she offered Vahn, sitting at the head of the executive conference table, a respectful bow.
"Fortunately, most of the crimes that have been perpetrated thus far are the result of ignorance and cultural differences," stated Venelana, seated to Vahn's right with crossed arms. "To address it, we just need to ensure that those who intend to take up residence or operate within the bounds of Termina are aware of and agree to our laws beforehand."
"We must also make an example of those who violate our laws knowingly," stated Sona, her expression and tone cold, calculating as she added, "The authority of the Dragon's Pavilion cannot come into question if we hope to spread or impose our values on other worlds."
"I agree if the crime is particularly egregious, but a proper system of law factors in why people perpetrate criminal acts," stated Medaka, beaming confidently as she asserted, "We shouldn't deny those who are willing the opportunity to rehabilitate themselves and provide remuneration to those their actions have affected."
"That's not much different from our current system," noted Ravel, glancing at Vahn as she argued, "The key issue is the disparity in ranks and means between individuals from different worlds. Many victims are lower-ranking Ascendees or aspirants who fall prey to false promises. It's ridiculous, but they willfully place themselves in a position to be manipulated, believing it is the fastest and safest way to elevate themselves."
"And then there are those who form Clans, Guilds, and Familia," appended Rias, exhaling faintly from her nose and taking a moment to sip wine from a golden goblet before casually noting, "Since the majority of Ascendees enter the Tower through those who preceded them, many are inevitably bound by contracts that supersede the provisions it imposes. That's not a terrible thing on paper, but as time passes, those with more opportunistic natures will continue to build their influence while proactively avoiding the Pavilion's regulation..."
"Of course, this is well within our predictions," stated Sona, adjusting her glasses.
"Indeed," affirmed Venelana, nodding approvingly before shifting her gaze to Vahn, adopting a naturally seductive smile, and reassuring, "No society that venerates individual rights and freedoms is without defect. These are just the growing pains of a new, untested order."
"I'm not worried," responded Vahn, adopting a broad, appreciative smile as he calmly affirmed, "I have absolute confidence in the capabilities of everyone here. And while there may be things we can't solve individually, there is nothing we can't tackle collectively."
Spurred by Vahn's words, everyone at the table offered affirmations and smiles. The topics that followed pertained to developments occurring in the Soul Society and with the Revolutionary Army, now known throughout the world of One Piece as the Federation of Independent Nations. Dragon had surprised many of his supporters by suggesting that their world hold democratic elections to let people choose their representatives using the framework of the United States Constitution as a basis. He had evidently taken a liking to the document after researching the governments of other worlds, so while the government he was proposing was more comparable to the United Nations, it included an interpretation of the Bill of Rights as its moral and foundational center...
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As his meeting with the executive council drew to a close, a separate Vahn, who practically lived with Kushina, was enjoying a relaxing bath with her, Tsunade, and their growing group of female friends and wives from their world. Vahn originally had reservations, but since many of the wives in question had been tasked to get closer to him, Kushina, and the Pavilion as a whole by their clans and villages, he allowed them to form a commune of sorts on the seventh floor of his palace and actively engaged with them as provisional Third, Second, and even First-Grade Maids.
"Vahn, did you hear about the incident that occurred the other day at the Academy~?" questioned Mikoto, seated in a loose circle around Vahn in a natural hot spring, her expression smug and her words causing the vein in Kushina's left temple to bulge as she revealed, "Yet another of his female classmates confessed to my Itachi. At this rate, I can't help but think he'll have a harem of his own in the future."
"He's competent, kind, hardworking, and has an appearance most girls would find appealing. It's only natural that he would be popular," noted Vahn, sporting a relaxed smolder between the naked bodies of Kushina and Tsunade, his hands habitually caressing their bottoms as he mused, "I would be more surprised if he weren't confessed to regularly..."
"It's a shame my daughter, Temari, was too young to enroll alongside Itachi-kun and Naruto-kun..." sighed Karura, the only woman present wearing a waffle-pattern bath towel over a paradoxically skimpy white bikini.
"Hoooooooo? Are you aiming to cement the Kazekage Clan's ties with the Pavilion through marriage...?" asked Tsunade, raising her right brow with a hint of challenge in her expression and tone.
"Ideally, she would marry Vahn-sama. But there are many in the village against that outcome..." confided Karura, fleetingly meeting Vahn's gaze from the corner of her eyes. It wasn't the first time she had broached the subject of him marrying Temari in the future, and she wasn't the only one. Several other clans sought to hitch their daughters to him, personally, or one of his sons. Vahn was obviously against this, but for the safety of the girls in question, he did permit them to live within the commune alongside their mothers, where they studied, trained, and awaited enrollment in the Rising Dragon Academy.
"The Academy's Summer break isn't far off," remarked Kushina, her blue eyes glistening opportunistically as she proposed, "Why don't we all get together with our kids for a summer training camp at the Pavilion's beach resort? I've been wanting to work on my tan, and it's a good opportunity for our children to spend time training and playing together."
"Then, shall we all go shopping for new swimsuits...?" suggested Tsubaki, Hinata's mother, her lavender-hued eyes stealing a glance at Vahn as she smiled stoically and appended, "Vahn-sama can accompany us and assist with the selection..."
"Sure. Sounds like a fun time—both the summer training camp and the shopping trip..." responded Vahn, offering an affirming nod. Even before his date with Amalia and Eva, scarcely a day went by that he didn't go shopping with at least one, or more, members of his harem. He could provide just about anything they could imagine, but it seemed that women across Invirtua were predisposed to enjoy the act of shopping, even if they never wore the majority of the clothes he ended up buying for them. As such, he was conditioned to being dragged around, providing his opinion, and, more often than he probably should, making passionate love in changing rooms...
"Mmn...I'm going to need multiple swimsuits—some to wear in public, and others to wear in private..." remarked Kushina, tilting her head to the side and thoughtfully touching her chin with her right index finger. From there, the conversation somehow shifted to sexy lingerie and cosplay, with Vahn being grilled on his preferences. Afterward, he was compelled to judge an impromptu fashion show, where each Kunoichi donned their sexiest outfit and demonstrated their respective mastery of the Seduction Arts...
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[April 29th DxD/December 20th DBT]
"Hurry, Yugo! I can only hold him for so long!" shouted Percidal, ramming into the Gobbal-themed tower shield Vahn was holding with his own, his lanky frame exerting a surprising amount of power. Unfortunately, even as his feet tore up the ground beneath him, he failed to get Vahn to budge so much as a single centimeter.
"I'm on it...!" responded Yugo, demonstrating superhuman athleticism by leaping over Vahn and Percidal with the intent to plant the Gobbowl in his hand in the circle behind them.
Following Yugo's trajectory with his gaze, Vahn deliberated for what he perceived to be multiple seconds before sending Percidal crashing across the ground by redirecting his shield to the side. He had specifically been requested to do everything in his power to prevent them from scoring. So, while he wanted to give the duo a break after four days of failed attempts, he ultimately moved like a blur to catch Yugo by his left ankle, causing his eyes to widen as he cried out, "Not again—" with his words trailing off and the Gobbowl slipping from his hand.
Making sure to control his strength, Vahn swung Yugo over his head and slammed him against the grassy terrain while cushioning the impact ever so slightly with his Domain. Gobbowl was a brutal sport that seldom saw a game end without debilitating injuries, broken bones, and the occasional fatality, so for Yugo's and Percidal's sakes, Vahn couldn't afford to avoid injuring them altogether. After all, demonstrating one's grit by overcoming and playing through injuries was one of the factors that made the sport of Gobbowl so popular.
Catching Vahn a little off guard, Yugo softened his union with the ground using the palms of his hands. Then, using the heel of his free right foot, he sharply struck the bone of Vahn's wrist, prompting the latter to release his hold even though he could have easily resisted it. After that, he attempted to sweep Vahn's feet out from under him, but the latter saw through it and simply stepped back, his gaze meeting Yugo's determined, faintly glowing eyes with a relaxed smile...
And thus, Vahn's brief stint in the world of Wakfu continued...
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