The sweet symphony of early, slow morning love making filled the room around Charlie, Vaggie and Noctis with many emotions, sensations, feelings…..from the two women he loved more than anything, almost more than himself. Such a feeling the three of them were denied ever since he was stabbed, unable and partially incapable after waking up from his short coma and tirade after his battle with Lyoria.
But now…..right now…..he laid there on the messy bed with Vaggie in one arm, laid over with one leg on his stomach and his other hand moving in and out of her while Charlie rode him slowly and watched their intimacy as another orgasm built up.
It was there again, the love and gentleness of their mate. Soft and smooth, tender and caressing, content and deep. The man the fell in love with was back and allowing them to ravish his body for a good morning.
Their lover, their mate for life….theirs, all theirs. A missed need of reminder to being the ones that owned him inside and out in the middle of feeling there was no fear in this room, no uncertainty, but just the three of them making a mess with so much love.
And as Vaggie moaned her lips to his, the subtle warmth of her nethers coating his fingers making Charlie go over the edge on his shaft, Noctis groaned softly and released inside his princess.
"God…." He moaned quietly between another kiss from Vaggie.
She panted, even breathed needily against her lips whilst looking to Charlie from the corner of her eye to watch her shiver and twitch.
"Your turn?" Charlie giggled breathlessly and slid off with his seed leaking down her legs.
Even with her orgasm Vaggie was burning up with need for more than fingers playing with her entrance. She nodded with a half-lidded gaze in her eye and pulled away from their exhausted mate that watched them switch places.
"Maybe a break?" He panted but made no effort to move, too tired to resist.
"One more baby." Vaggie pleaded quietly and crawled on top while Charlie helped her by using her magic to keep Noctis hard. "I need mine."
"You can do it." Charlie giggled teasingly, taking her place at his side to taste his tongue and lips.
Noctis didn't need to offer reassurance with how aroused he remained for Vaggie to talk what she wanted. He focused on having his intimacy now with Charlie while Vaggie pushed down with a hard moan of her walls clenching around his shaft, her hands pressed to his chest for balance.
He moaned in Charlie's mouth and welcomed the mild aggression of the fallen angel grinding on his pelvis with fervor and release of the anger she held from his time of being an inconsiderate ass.
Excuses or not, he had a lot to make up for with his girls.
"Do you like that, baby?" Vaggie panted between motions, her nails digging across his chest as she swirled her hips.
Noctis was in his own world of pleasure but nodded softly between kisses with Charlie.
Until he came back to reality and woke up from his own ecstasy to find Vaggie's hand had slid up and grabbed his throat.
"Good." She growled with a dangerous smirk.
"Vaggie?" Charlie was a little concerned now when the one eyed woman gave up her self-control and proceeded to be rough.
"He needs to here this!" She moaned deeply, thrusting on his cock. "Stay out of it, Charlie!"
Charlie wasn't sure what go into her, but the wetness in her eye gave indication that she had been holding a lot back after everything.
As Noctis opened his eyes to the shocking dominance of his mate he realized her hand was squeezing but no choking while the other hand was firmly grasping his sack as she rode him.
"Vaggie?"
"You listen to me, Noctis!" She emphasized the darkness of her words with even harder motion of her hips. "If you ever push us away like you did, there won't be any force in the universe to stop me from chaining you up!"
Noctis practically stiffened from the dominance of her threat and nodded carefully as the buildup of their love became rough—so rough the bed was creaking against the wall.
Vaggie didn't care though, not when she'd been holding her emotions in. She certainly didn't care that Charlie was watching her lose control for the first time and showing a vulnerability nobody had ever seen.
"You are our mate. OURS!" She slammed down on his pelvis again and again with satisfaction of his submission. "Say it!"
"I'm your mate!" He groaned and went to grab her hips.
Vaggie snarled at his attempt to touch her and took her grip off to grab both wrists while Charlie watched with bated breath. Truth to be told the princess was getting wet again at how Noctis was submitting to Vaggie, the sight of such a powerful being surrendering to them fueling her demonic side.
She rubbed herself, moaning and whimpering right in front of them.
Vaggie had other plans though when she took her grab of Noctis' wrists and pinned them above his head.
"No, you're gonna stay still!" She snarled possessively, uncaring that he was breaking under her body. "You're gonna make it up to me by laying here as I fuck you! Do you understand!?"
"I understand!" He panted, his eyes rolling back to the sensation of her walls clenching.
"Who owns you!?" She yelled, grinding even harder.
"You and Charlie!"
"Damn right!" She grabbed his hair and jerked it painfully, pulling him into a feral kiss.
"Oh god…" Charlie yelled mentally and worked harder on herself, rubbing and prodding her already seed-filled nethers.
She couldn't take her eyes off them, not for one second when it wasn't just arousing to see Vaggie dominate Noctis. It was hot, it was sexy, it was everything to see their mate submit completely and let Vaggie just fuck him as hard as she could and not show mercy.
Grind, slam, sway, every motion commanded with aggression and complete control. Vaggie was lost in herself and enjoying every second of making Noctis moan so pathetically while he couldn't move.
Charlie had to bite her own lip to stifle the squeak as she drew closer to her clenching release. But it was without a doubt the most beautiful thing in her bubbly mind to see the man they love give in and be fucked without mercy.
"Good boy!" Vaggie moaned loudly, her grip tightening almost painfully on his wrists as she grind his pelvis. "You like it don't you when your mate takes control and fucks you?"
"Yes." He grunted.
"Good!" She grabbed his hair and yanked it harshly. "Remember who owns this cock!"
"Fuck." Charlie moaned as she got close to another one, her legs spread wide for them to see it happen.
"You gonna cum?" Vaggie growled, slamming his pelvis again and clenching her walls. "You gonna cum for me, baby?"
Noctis nodded, but that was not a satisfying answer for Vaggie. She growled with irritation and gave one last burst of effort while jerking his hair again.
Determined, she dominated him so completely his wings were shaking in response to her.
"Say it!" She snarled and leaned in his ear. "Say you're gonna cum!"
"I'm gonna cum for you, baby." He panted, earning another grab of his throat and a chuckle from his moaning lover.
Vaggie felt like she was the queen of his world when he answered her and laughed with a sultry voice. Her pussy went hot with need, but she held back from the explosion her body wanted to make sure he knew who was in charge.
"Not until you say Charlie and I own you."
Noctis looked up to her in confusion when she asked that question, but surrendered to the dark attraction of his former angel waiting patiently for his words.
Vaggie was close, too close to be patient for him to give control and so she pulled every trick she could muster to break him.
She slammed again and again, moaning and squealing in his ear while Charlie squirted from her own release.
"Say it, baby. Or I won't let you cum!"
Noctis was lost at this point before admitting to her the full submission of their relationship.
He yelled it in her ear.
"I belong to you and Charlie— my mind, body and soul are yours!"
Vaggie's face took on a satisfied smile as she let him hug her back. Especially when he couldn't stay still any longer and started thrusting to match her pace.
She moaned at his admittance to belonging to them and rewarded him with release they would reach together by permitting him. She saw the desperation in his eyes and figured he had suffered enough.
"Do it baby! Cum inside me! You can move now!"
Noctis felt her words deep, so deep to his release that he reached back and grabbed her ass to hold her down. He screamed with her in a deep kiss as their bodies tensed with unimaginable release, his seed pouring deep inside while her walls gushed her own but milked every drop he had.
Vaggie shivered to each twitch as they rode out their climaxes, until she collapsed on his chest with the brightest smile her tired face could wear for Charlie to see. She nodded at the princess coming closer to snuggle in their mess and was pleasantly surprised to see how quick Noctis took them both into his arms and wings that made a shell around their bodies.
"I guess we all needed to let off some more steam this morning." He said bemusedly.
Vaggie turned on her side slowly and pretty much collapsed into his side while Charlie took the other, breathing heavily as her body relaxed from all the pent up stress and took on a blissful glow. She looked up to him dreamily and satisified with his compliance, pressing a kiss to his jawline before resting in the crook of his neck.
"No more being an ass when you're struggling. Talk to us next time."
"Please." Charlie added with her own kiss to his neck.
Noctis just nodded and shushed them both as they closed their eyes and allowed a little more sleep to take a hold before Max was to stir from his slumber, heating their bodies in his embrace that they missed for days.
Noctis smiled at this but relished the possessive touch of Vaggie's hand on his thigh and Charlie letting her tail come out to coil around his waist….his mind quickly following to extra slumber as the hellish sun started to rise.
If only peaceful were the case.
The three of them instantly awoke to the sound of the door being kicked open and a very enthusiastic Beezlebub stepping through with less than appropriate attire to start the day and the biggest smile to go with the intentions behind her creamy look all over her form.
"Good morning hubby~" she sang loudly, her curves bouncing and jiggling under the whipped cream. "I brought you breakfast....ME!"
Noctis shot off the bed with his yelping mates clung to him as his body reacted naturally to move across the room with his wings still holding them. His body's abnormal diligence to surprises was not salvation though when both girls were instantly irritated at the sin strutting over naked with confidence and taking a spot on the bed to pose seductively.
As Charlie and Vaggie poked their heads out through his wings, the Queen of Gluttony did not understand subtlety or privacy as she ignored their presence to show off every special crevice of her body she deliberately coated in whipped cream.
"Hope you're hungry, my love." She crossed, licking some off her nipple with her eyes never leaving his. "We have a lot of time to make up for."
Noctis remained as still as a board, his memory of the forced kiss surfacing. He blushed a bright red at the sight of her, a reassuring indication for Beezlebub was while both girls held him tightly.
"Ever heard of knocking!?" Charlie shouted before Max stirred into a crying fit when the door opened.
As Noctis shook off the clearly attracting pose of the sin he moved cautiously with the girls on his arms to get to Max while Beezlebub was eyeing him hungrily. A very unsettling view of the dripping whipped cream between her legs set off many emotions—ranging from nervousness from him to bitter hate radiating off Charlie and Vaggie.
"You really think you can just barge in act like you're in his life?" Charlie spat with such a venemous tone.
"Oh honey, we established that yesterday. Your daddy even said you can't deny me."
Noctis forced himself to snap his attention away from the sin before the whipped cream dissolved off her body and took Max into his arms before marching into the shower.
"I'm taking a shower."
"I'll join." Beezlebub chimed just before the door was slammed and sealed off thanks to Charlie.
"No you're not, bitch!"
Noctis flinched at the loud bang of the door before he shushed Max against his chest.
"Come on buddy. Let's get cleaned up."
"Can't believe she did THAT." Charlie exclaimed with a quick glare of her hair igniting.
"I'm not surprised." Vaggie droned while grabbing towels and shampoos while none of them noticed the mild flash of light happen behind
Noctis remained silent about the situation even while irritated. His only concern was calming Max down and getting a well-earned bath with his son and mates before the day got started.
Unfortunately for him it only got worse when he opened the curtain and screamed in fright of the sin appearing right there fully naked in the shower with soap and a brush in two hands while the other two were used for her to pose against the wall, smiling seductively and ready to have him.
His eyes snapped wide with Max's while Charlie and Vaggie turned around to see the sin completely nude this time with her now leaned down slightly, her breasts exposed underneath the fur and inches from their blushing mate.
"Your bumblebee is ready." She crooned softly, reaching for him with her free hands. "I haven't washed you in—"
"YOU BITCH!" Charlie and Vaggie interrupted and leaped at the demon.
They tackled her into a naked frenzy of hair pulling and insults, wrestling eachother in the shower for dominance over Noctis.
He did not stick around though. Nope, he had enough of the drama for one and teleported himself and Max out of the bathroom, leaving Charlie and Vaggie to handle the sin personally.
He did not dare stick around when the three were sounding like three cats fighting. He grabbed a dry towel and wrapped it around his waist before leaving with max, a diaper, and fresh clothes to go find a suitable place to shower in peace.
Once those were retrieved he used his power to teleport once more to the royal bathhouse where he talked to Stolas yesterday.
As soon as he appeared he smiled at the somewhat emptiness in the room and dropped what he had to carry Max into the soothing water while a familiar goetia was already in the water and nervous all of a sudden.
"Good morning Noctis." Stolas stuttered with a sheepish smile, blushing like a schoolgirl while bubbles formed in front of him.
"Morning." Noctis replied tiredly and sat down, feeling the aches in his form wash away while he kept Max just above the water.
"I take it—" Stolas paused to pull in more bath bubbles. "You rested well?"
"No." Noctis said with the most unamused expression. "I barely slept."
Stolas giggled a little too sweetly as the water strangely waved around him and looked down at the water with concern. The goetia prince found himself worried the longer Noctis was in the royal bath to wash himself and the pup that splashed playfully, squealing and laughing so deeply it gave reason to smile.
Stolas wasn't so keen on being warmed by such baby behavior though, not as much as Noctis.
"Noctis, if I may implore….."
Noctis cocked an eyebrow questioningly and tilted his head.
"Could you perhaps come back in a little—"
Noctis' senses took hold of his mind as suddenly the water in front of Stolas burst up with a certain imp gasping for air.
Said imp had to catch his breath before he glared at the panicking prince for his action.
"FUCK STOLAS! I CANT JERK YOU OFF UNDERWATER FOREVER!"
Stolas wasn't quick enough to muffle the loudmouth imp, but he was fast enough sputter any excuse he could find.
Noctis froze for a solid minute with Max still splashing happily in his hands and slowly came to grasp what was happening until Blitz gave him a warning glare.
"You didn't see shit." He growled.
Noctis went flat in his expression and resumed his bath with his son by not speaking a word to what he just witnessed.
"You're not freaking out?" Stolas asked cautiously. Oh he hoped the divine beast would not have an episode and run his mouth to others.
Noctis glanced at the two for but a moment and proceeded to shampoo the giggling Max nipping his fingers out of love.
"I spent most of last night in bed getting fucked by my mates, and this morning they took turns dominating me."
Stolas recoiled at the bluntness of their newest friend, but Blitz the smarts he is decided to grin and leaned back on the edge.
"Oh so Mr. All-Powerful is a bottom." He teased mockingly.
Noctis' face hardened with such seriousness as he scrubbed Max gently around his ears.
"When the pussy is that good, you don't care."
"True true." Blitz nodded in agreement while Stolas dropped his jaw at the nonchalance of their conversation.
Noctis continued his cleaning in silence after that and focused solely on the pup now fidgeting and whining that his neck was getting scrubbed down. The pup loved the water and enjoyed paddling even when he was held up, but he hated having all the scents of his father and mothers washed away.
And maybe the little bit of dirt he could roll in.
"Sorry buddy but you're dirty." Noctis chuckled, and was met with his pup growling and squeaking tiny barks of irritation.
He continued to wash Max despite the audience of the secret lovers and laughed whenever Max would fling his mouth back and forth to try and nip his fingers that worked the soap on.
Out of good fun he decided to growl back playfully at Max and attempted to be what Loona said he was—an alpha.
It backfired though as soon as his son saw the fangs come out.
"Uh oh." Blitz smirked as the little play Noctis had in him faltered when Max got teary eyed and proceeded to cry at being growled out.
Noctis went blank as soon as Max screamed.
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"Had enough?" Charlie growled with a mouthful of arm.
At this the irritated naked growled right back and fought through the pain whilst holding the princess in a headlock and Vaggie by her hair. The three women had yet to come to an agreeement or someone surrendering. The bathroom was a mess, even destroyed with all the scorch marks from Charlie's fire and the honey blasts Beezlebub gave off during the wrestling.
Not once did any of them even think to take a breath or simply talk, but that was how it went in the matter of love. They were so engrossed in fighting they didn't know the extent of their damage, especially when one maid came in and bolted right back out after dodging a fireball and a spear just minutes ago.
"Eat me." Beezlebub responded with tightening her grip and laughing. "Oh wait, I'll get my hubby to do that as soon as I am alone with him."
"Not happening." Vaggie growled, thrashing to break free.
Suddenly Beezlebub lost control of the situation, feeling a sudden pain in her loins before she let go and doubled over holding herself in agony. She tried to recover but it was in vain when she was on the verge of throwing up thanks to the now smug Charlie laughing victoriously.
"VAGINA PUNCH BITCH!"
"You…..fucking…..bitch..." Beezlebub grunted and clenched her eyes shut before the tears could fall.
Charlie quickly helped Vaggie up and looked over the teary eyed sin scowling up to the them.
"Had enough?" The princess asked and stuck her tongue out.
Beezlbub looked away in defeat at the reflection of herself in the broken mirror shards. She frowned and began to softly cry in front of the girls when her urge to fight for Noctis deflated into a pitiful despair of remembrance. The only thing she could do was let the tears out and whimper so quietly it was now concerning to both girls to see her like this.
"I didn't punch you that hard." Charlie tried to justify but was found with deep guilt when Beezlebub continued to lay there crying at herself.
"You don't get it. You never will." Beezlebub responded with a break in her voice and confidence. "You don't know what it's like to lose your family."
Both girls stopped their victorious stance over the sin cried even harder and pressed her lower hands to her abdomen, not even sure what she meant just now.
"What do you mean family?" Vaggie asked curiously.
Beezlebub couldn't hide it any longer. She was so stricken with heartache and pain that it made her shake with long needed attention from her husband that she still loved even if reincarnated.
Slowly she separated the fur on her wrists to show underneath a handful of scars that ran further down than it needed.
Charlie was the first to gasp at this horrific revelation about the sin, who slowly turned and looked up with bloodshot eyes and pooling tears of heavy burden.
She spoke with so much pain and regret.
"You think you have every right to hate Adam just because he had Michael stab him. Try losing your husband."
Both girls went silent as Beezlebub stood up, staring down at them in anger as she cried with clenched teeth and a heavy heart.
"That fat fuck Adam destroyed our dream of having a family before we could try." She paused with a shaky breath and wiped her eyes, hoping to collect herself a little. "That fucking bastard stole my husband and now I have to share him with you two."
"Bee….." Charlie whispered with regret.
"And the worst part is I couldn't bury Romna properly because I was still chains and under trial while Lucifer did it."
"Why did they chain you?" Vaggie stared at the scar critically.
Neither of the two were ready for the bitter answer that came. They expected something horrible after all the craziness these months have tested their limits.
But not like this…..
In vindication the sin thrusted her hands and touched them both on their foreheads and threw them off with her power, and she did so with no mercy to the truth that would hopefully make them understand why Adam was as evil as he could be.
Namely understand why she wouldn't leave Noctis alone.
"Well what are you waiting for?" Beezlebub cried angrily, laying on the table with fresh cuts of her own volition.
Unbeknownst to the sins in their prisons below she was without power and reason to live after the battle of Romna. Nobody seemed to notice after the burial in hell that the one who suffered the most was Beezlebub herself when she became a demon due to her own actions.
"The evidence is as shown." Uriel stated and based the form of the former angel sobbing on the floor. "Beezlebub, like the others, tried to use their power and grace to revive Lord Romna and ultimately became demons after their failure and disregard of the balance."
Charlie and Vaggie remained still in the shared memory as the sobbing sin laid there with a cackling Adam relishing how her grace was gone and replaced with demonic energies and her new transformation disgusting the entire council. He laughed so hard he cried under his mask with Lute standing beside him.
He held the blade Beezlebub used to cut herself and wore a satisfied smile while Beezlebub curled into a ball of emptiness and defeat in the council center.
"Why?" Sera asked with a hidden tear falling. "Why Beezlebub? Why destroy yourself?"
No answer came from the broken sin. Nothing but the cries of a widow robbed of everything and her wedding ring cracked in her clutching hands. The council was with sorrow and guilt for their actions against her, but they were powerless when Adam was flawlessly taking control with his plans of manipulating Romna's demise to invoke extermination day.
"I am sorry….." Sera looked away with guilt and regret underneath her tears. "But you know you can no longer stay here."
Those words alone snapped something inside Beezlebub, breaking what little control she had left.
In a burst of heartbroken fury she buzzed her wings rapidly and shot off the ground targeting Sera specifically before the chains around her tightened in the grasps of the archangels.
She screamed, she cried so hatefully that her transformation took full form. To her dismay though she was powerless when those shackles drained her power and all she could do was thrash mid-air and reach desperately for the shocked Sera that recoiled.
"I HATE YOU!" She screeched while being forcefully pulled back to the floor. "YOU KILLED MY HUSBAND! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING! I HATE YOU!"
"Restrain her!" Michael commanded with his brothers pinning the sin as soon as her feet touched the floor.
She screamed without end and cracked her voice with pain whilst filling the room with declarations strictly meant for Sera.
"I HOPE YOU SUFFER! FUCK YOUR POSITION! FUCK YOUR HEAVEN AND FUCK YOU! YOU KILLED YOUR OWN SON!"
Beezlebub pulled away and watched the pain stricken them both so deeply it had Charlie backed into a wall. She sobbed quietly into her hands while Vaggie was more bracing of the truth that had her leaning on the wall for support.
"You gave up your grace—" the former angel gasped, gazing up to the sin looking away with regret. "To bring him back."
"Didn't work anyway." Beezlebub spat, hatred laced in her tone.
Charlie was still frozen with horror, incapable due to her soft nature to hold back crying for the sin now that they knew just how much she had suffered because of Adam. Both girls had their focus taken away however when Beezlebub scoffed at the pity and walked over to flick them both on their heads.
"Quit fucking crying. You're not the ones who lost him. I did, and I didn't even get the oppurtunity to bury him properly."
Charlie reacted with a yelp of pain before she yanked off the floor and stood up by the uncaring demoness.
"But you lost so much and..." Charlie whimpered and sniffled, trying her best to not bawl her eyes out.
Annoyed by this senseless pity, Beezlebub went back to her motive that started this fight in the first place. To Charlie and Vaggie's surprise she walked out of the destroyed and simply snapped her fingers to apply her usual attire back to her body. However, she stopped and looked back with an annoyed looked at the girls, as if expecting them to say or do something.
"You can fight me on this all you want but reincarnated or not he is my husband and I'm not losing him again."
Charlie and Vaggie looked at her with reluctant understanding and snapped out of their earlier hostility as Beezlebub flipped her lava-like hair and left the room. The truth was no right in front of them and it was looking more grim than they expected with how it all led back to the one thing that started all this pain and suffering.
"Adam has to die." Vaggie muttered before getting dressed.
Charlie didn't like those words. She hated this. She hated how it went against everything with her redemption project, but deep down she knew there was no redemption for someone that's been so evil for thousands of years.
Reluctantly she nodded and got dressed with her.
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The morning bath went by fairly quickly with Max still crying and yelping at the earlier growl from Noctis, and before the man knew it he was roaming around the kitchen in nothing but shorts and rocking the pup worriedly when nothing worked. Every attempt at calming his son down ended in failure, ranging from a simple diaper change to feeding a bottle. Nothing was making the pup calm down and now his cries were echoing. With little knowledge of what he learned over the months Noctis was at his wits end while walking in circles.
"Calm down." He said quietly, patting the pup gently on his back with uncertainty how strong he was.
He was downright terrified of hurting Max when he had no damn clue if his changes also meant amplified strength. If he had paid attention he would know by the the crushed refrigerator handle.
Loona had come in after so many echoes of the pup screaming and walked casually in nothing but a loose black shirt that said NO and her entire appearance disheveled from her ruined sleep.
"It is too fucking early for this bullshit."
She had the most unamused stare, completely flat and tired until her senses kicked in and she realized Noctis was half naked. Her paws came to a halt and she went wide eyed at his bear chest that had small scratches from his fussy son.
It was no secret that Loona had been around many of her own kind and had seen other alphas respond to pain in different manners. Some were, as she would call it, complete bitches to a little bit of pain, while others acted with anger or discomfort.
Noctis wasn't responding though to the crying Max scratching his chest with those tiny but sharp claws. No, it was as if pain was irrelevant right now with how worried he was about his pup.
"He really is an alpha." She thought to herself and wagged her tail.
"You!" He suddenly growled sharply.
Loona went stiff by the startling tone of dominance in his voice and gave a tiny smile as her tail wagged harder. The sudden tone of authority to go with the way he acted made her instincts flare again.
"You need me?" She asked almost excitedly before shaking off that feeling in her chest to be her usual dismissive self. "I mean what's your problem?"
"Him." Noctis his wailing pup up to the now surprised hellhound. "He won't stop crying ever since I growled at him!"
Loona's expression twisted at this confession. She didn't understand it either as to why a simple growl would have this pup pouring tears and clawing Noctis so tightly. It was as if he was trying to hold on and thrashing even more when he wasn't against the man's chest.
"Well what did you do?" She asked with some concern, watching Max hold onto his fingers.
"I don't know!" Noctis shouted worriedly and tried to cradle him again despite the pain of being scratched more. "We took a bath and when I growled he suddenly became this!"
"A bath?" Loona questioned before scrunching her nose to sniff the pup.
After a quick sniff out of suspicion Loona straightened her posture but immediately smacked the man on the back of his head and crossed her arms in disappointment, glaring at him as if he committed a sin of his own.
"What was that for!?" Noctis yelled in pain.
"Because he thinks you disowned him, dumbass!" She shouted right back.
Hearing that from a hellhound herself, Noctis stopped trying to calm Max down and froze at Loona's words. He didn't attempt to snap back at her for the assault but stood there dumbfounded as she shook her head and slowly smiled.
"Look," she sighed and rolled her eyes playfully. "You fucked up. When you washed him you washed away all the scents, and when you growled at him you basically implied you no longer wanted him."
"But I was playing!" Noctis tried to defend himself now, not that it was any useful.
Loona's expression softened at his words but not out of pity. She knew now Noctis was without good knowledge about hellhound culture and how families work.
"Dude, take it from a hellhound. We don't react with words like most demons. We respond to behavior and body language."
She pointed a lazy finger at the wailing pup and continued to explain with hope that Noctis would catch on.
"He's just a baby growing to be a pup, and right now in his eyes he thinks you don't want him anymore. He thinks you don't love him."
"But I do. How do I fix this?" Noctis asked in a higher tone of voice, clearly concerned for Max.
Loona shook her head playfully at his ignorance and slowly turned Max in Noctis' hands so they faced one another.
"You have to lick his face and mark him again with your scent. It's the only way he will calm down."
"Lick?" Noctis questioned and cocked an eyebrow.
"Do you want him to keep screeching?" Loona asked flatly. Fuck she hated how adorably dumb he was acting.
Noctis didn't question her any further and immediately let out his tongue. He proceeded to lick Max all over his face at the cost of those tiny claws scratching over his chest some more. He was sick of it though, sick of seeing his son cry because he had been so stupid as to bathe him and the growl even if it was just to play with him.
He felt guilty as a father that hurt his own child and it ate him away while Loona watched both surprised and impressed that he wasn't reluctant of licking Max.
Fuck he's hot.
"Like this?" Noctis asked after spitting out hairs and resumed.
"Yeah but you're licking the head too much." She pointed out with a smug grin before taking control to adjust him. "Lick his cheeks more. That's how he knows you love and own him. And don't lick inside his ears because the moisture can cause infection."
"Okay." Noctis nodded and did just that with compliance of the fullest.
Loona watched with fascination at how natural Noctis was acting about this and wondered if maybe his instincts as a divine beast were part of the reason. This affection though made her a little more vulnerable in front of the two while the results showed in how Max calmed down enough to lick Noctis right back and nip his cheeks.
"DA-DA!"
Both of them froze at Max saying his first word, or in this case the first time they heard it.
"Max….." Noctis didn't know what to say and just held Max out expectantly for another word. "Did you just—"
"DA-DA!"
"Well fuck me." Loona said jokingly and crossed her arms, smiling at how the man was breathing shakily.
Noctis blinked finally in surprise and hugged Max close to his chest before laughing as he relished the name.
"Yeah bud. I'm your dad." He sighed with content and pressed his head to the now giggling pup.
"DADA!"
It suddenly occurred to Loona that she was alone in the kitchen with Noctis. No interruptions or a random person to barge in and ruin things at this very moment.
She stared blankly in her own thoughts which made Noctis worry as he went to the fridge to grab a bottle for Max.
"Loona you okay?"
Loona shook her head and gripped reality again before she grimaced at the bottle he was filling with milk.
"Just tired." She lied and snatched the bottle away after getting close. "And you can't feed him milk."
"And why not?" He asked incredulously.
She frowned at his response and tossed the bottle into the trash. There was no doubt in her mind now that Noctis was absolutely naive about the growth of hellhounds and it made want to educate him so Max would thrive.
Plus it would look good for her, especially when she wanted to be in the way of Beezlebub.
"Because he's old enough to talk which means he's ready to have mashed meat."
Noctis tilted his head with no idea what she meant by mashed meat. Doing so made her tail fan even harder before she decided to take control by surprise with a firm grab of his free hand.
"Let's go!" She ordered sharply, dragging him to the countertop.
"I don't think Charlie and Vaggie would appreciate you holding me hand." Noctis said nervously before Max was taken out of his arms.
Loona rolled her eyes in annoyance. It was one thing with the bath problem but to improperly feed the pup had her senses on high as she held Max. This time she was gonna have interaction with Noctis and it would be on her terms.
"Dude, forget them right now. You have a pup that needs to be fed so go to the freezer and grab some beef."
"But—"
"NOW!" Loona raised her voice, baring her teeth at the surprised man that immediately saluted and ran to the freezer.
A few minutes go by here and there and Noctis learned the hard way what proper nutrition was for a hellhound pup of Max's size and growth. He suffered. He endured. He even choked down his gag reflex when Loona made him get the blender and work the ground beef he found into a paste that would work nicely for Max.
As he sat at the table with Loona he listened very intently to everything she said while holding back his disgust of spoon feeding Max ground beef in a paste form.
"This is so gross." He looked and paled at the smell while Max was happily smacking his lips and licking the remnants off his fur.
Loona just laughed and nudged him with her elbow.
"You'll get used to it. Plus this is good for him. It digests better and the fats are good to have to burn energy."
He chuckled and continued to feed Max with less reluctance. Then again, having someone to talk to did take his mind off the smell and how sloppy the mess was on Max.
"So what can hellhounds not eat?"
Loona felt a little heat flush on her cheeks when Noctis asked her such a direct question, but she pushed that feeling to one side and focused on teaching him the ins and outs.
Nevertheless, being talked and treated as a person made her heart flutter when all she ever got to be treated was as a dog or a killer.
She smiled, truly smiled and spoke with a little enthusiasm in teaching him.
"The usual—onion, chocolate, grapes. A few other things I'll note down for you. Oh and no meats with bones because the myth that hellhounds digest anything is false."
"There's a myth?" Noctis tilted his head more.
"Stop being so damn cool!" Loona screamed internally as her tail thumped on the leg of the chair.
Max growled and yipped for more in the midst of this interaction but had his father's attention still with how quick he was to feed him another spoonful of the tasty meat paste during Loona's explanation.
"Yeah dude. Everyone thinks we are tougher than most animals, which we are, but we get treated like shit and rumors spread. There's a rumor about being dumb but it's not true."
"Clearly since you're so smart." Noctis pointed out.
Loona's eyes widened in shock as he said this. She had expected him to be nice and perhaps a little too gentle but Noctis was obviously looking at her not as an animal or as a demon.
The way he was so casual with their talk, the relaxed state he was in along with the closeness they had together at the table. Loona had no doubt in her mind now that in Noctis' perspective she wasn't just a hellhound but a person.
"Uh yeah….." she shook off the intensity of her growing feelings and instincts to put on her facade again. "Got that right shithead. I'm as smart as they come."
She suddenly had a thought cross her mind while watching Noctis progress with feeding Max without looking disgusted.
"Hey what's your phone number?"
"I don't have a phone." He answered as if it were a normal thing.
Loona's nervous expression changed to confused at this. And so the next thing he knew, Noctis was shoved a piece of paper into his pocket after she wrote down on it.
"That's my number. You can call me however you can but seriously get a damn phone. I like to text and only losers don't have phones."
Even that playful insult had no bite behind it as she scooted closer to the man. She pressed her hip to his and and continued helping him learn while Max whined happily at the taste of his meal.
"Don't wipe his mouth. He will clean himself. If you do that you'll smear it into his fur."
"Oh sorry." Noctis nodded firmly and resumed feeding.
Loona smiled to herself and slipped her tail behind Noctis in a wrap around his waist without him knowing, soaking in all the warmth and touch of his body she got in his oblivious focus on Max. As she sat there and watched how interactive he was with the pup she felt a sense of belonging with them with her mind comparing how different it was from being treated like a weapon at I.M.P.
Sure she enjoyed her job of killing assholes that probably deserve to die, but the day-to-day chaos after work made her bitter and reluctant to the idea of having just one day of normal. This was it though, the solemn taste of normal around someone who saw her as a person and looked to her as a friend.
Behind that tough and enclosed nature, she felt good, really good, like something in her life was finally going her way.
She looked over Noctis' features and found herself blushing again when he touched his nose to Max like any female hellhound that showed affection to her pup. Only it was befuddling when he was clearly a man and more so a soft-hearted male with gentleness that conflicted with the male hellhound tendencies she had seen for years.
He wasn't mean like her male kind nor cold or dismissive but acting so considerate even when the care of pups always fell to the mothers. It's part of the reason why she believed in never having her own young, because she wouldn't want them to grow up with only one loving parent.
And yet…..
"Loona, you okay?"
Loona shook her head and proceeded to act as if she wasn't admiring the man when he had Max in his arms again and let him lick his jawline in a loving manner after being burped.
"Yeah I'm good. I'm just…" she paused and tried to play off her embarrassment by looking out to the courtyard still under repairs. "Say, you wanna go shoot some shit?"
"Shoot some—" Noctis didn't get to finish questioning Loona when she shot out of her seat just at the perfect moment of Octavia coming in fashionably dressed in morning grumpiness.
"Come on." Loona reached out and grabbed his hand and yanked him out of his seat. "I wanna see you use your powers. Plus you can have some target practice."
Octavia froze at the sight of Noctis and remembered all she heard from Lucifer and Carmilla last night. She braced herself for some sort of all-powerful greeting or something truly terrifying of Noctis when Loona was dragging him in her direction.
She was bumped off her feet and stumbled back but found herself caught as soon as it happened by his wings that unfolded and curled gently to catch her.
"Sorry. You okay?" He asked genuinely.
It was almost instant how Octavia gasped and froze with no idea how she should about him whether to be afraid for her well-being or just act natural. The memory of what Carmilla and Lucifer said in secret clouded her thoughts slightly as she was stood back up straight.
"Sorry about that. I'm still getting used to my physical changes."
"That's okay." She stuttered.
Unfortunately the next secrecy of hers was no longer secret for ger. The sketchbook she carried was no longer a private hobby when Noctis noticed it on the floor and picked it up to an open page for him to see with Loona and Max.
Octavia gasped and feared the worst of what they would see and stepped back ready to run away if judged again like her mother did over the years.
Silence rang out as Noctis looked over the sketch, his eyes wide in shock but overall impressed by the details with something so simple as a pencil.
"Did you draw me?" He asked quietly.
The teenage owlette nodded nervously and gulped, expecting her talent to be shamed again.
"This is awesome!" He told her enthusiastically and showed Loona. "Look at this. She drew me when I transformed and fought that Lyoria-guy."
Loona looked over with a lazy perspective but overall was impressed to where she gave a low whistle when she really absorbed the sketch.
Even she widened her eyes a little.
"Not bad. How did she even catch you like that?" She asked, tilting her head back and forth out of curiosity.
"I don't know." Noctis answered excitedly and handed the sketchbook back to Octavia. "You're really damn good at drawing."
Octavia widened her eyes at the compliment and almost smiled at the man flipping through more pages with Loona to see what else she had captured.
"Wow." Noctis sounded a little excited. "She even drew you."
"No shit." Loona breathed as she looked at herself sitting on the balcony listening to music.
"It's not bad?" Octavia braved that question and watched them both smile at her impressive skill.
"Bad," Noctis laughed and handed the sketchbook back to adjust Max in his arm. "No way, that's really good. You have a talent."
Finally the reclused teenager smiled at her own handiwork. Using what courage she suddenly hugged the surprised Noctis and Loona together, relishing the social interaction she needed for years and soaking in that encouragement neither of her parents ever gave her. She remembered the reason she drew….never being allowed out of the palace and always stuck with servants or maids to talk to that had no sense of conversation.
She smiled a little but to herself and grasped what Stella had stolen from her when she was a little chick.
Pride.
"A hugger." Noctis laughed softly before patting her back. "What's your name sweetheart?"
"I'm Octavia." She stepped back and beamed that joy a little, holding her sketchbook to her chest. "And you're Noctis, the one my family is calling the leviathan."
"Yup." Noctis took her hand and shook it gently. "Though I'm still figuring—"
"How powerful are you?" Octavia interrupted and leaned up with curiosity, invading his personal space. "And is it true you're actually reincarnated?"
"To be honest I don't know." Noctis answered, amused by her curiosity when he rubbed his hand on her head and messed up the beanie.
"Looks like you you made friend." Loona nudged him gently.
"Where are you going right now?" She asked almost too enthusiastically.
Noctis tilted his head but nodded to the window with Max fussing at how still everyone was being, whining and growling in annoyance with his little tail twitching with anxiety to move.
"Loona was taking me outside to blow some steam by using my powers and—"
"Can I come?" Octavia interrupted once more and was almost so giddy to the point of her feathers fluffing. "I'll stay out of the way and watch and draw while you—"
"Whoa. Whoa. Whoa. Calm down kid." Loona stepped in and laughed some at the royal teenager.
Octavia widened her eyes in realization how she was invading Noctis' space so needily for interaction and stepped back, blushing with embarrassment how easily her quiet facade was crumbled from simple compliments.
"Sorry," she looked away almost disgusted with herself. "I just…..I don't have anyone to talk to in this place and nobody ever liked my drawings."
"I like them." Noctis said casually like it wasn't a big deal, making the Goetia smile again. "You have a real talent."
Octavia tightened her arms around her sketchbook and looked up to him with hope that he was being genuine and not just saying that to help her feel better after last night's judgment from her mother. She wanted—no she needed this to be true, praying internally that someone besides the Goetia Family would take her seriously and treat her as someone without the royal status.
She needed a friend.
"You think so?" She asked quietly.
The silence didn't last with how Noctis chuckled and draped a wing around her before they left the kitchen together, walking in unison to find a spot outside the palace to have some fun.
"You have a gift. Don't let it go."
"A gift." Octavia told herself quietly while looking back to his six wings.
She soaked in the softness of the feathers with the one that draped over her shoulders and appreciated the feeling of security that came with them as they walked through the halls. She could practically feel the divine energy radiating off them with so much warmth it was as if the entire realm of hell didn't exist.
The distrust, her anxiety, even the animosity she felt towards her parents, none of it seemed to reach her heart like usual with how said warmth enveloped her.
"Hm?" Noctis looked down to his side to find Octavia fidgeting with one of the feathers before she plucked it and closed it off in her sketchbook.
As rude as it was of her to do so without asking for permission Noctis did not point out the obvious or imply that she was being rude. Instead he remained silently peaceful with newfound sensory to these changes in his body while Loona noticed exactly what he was doing and why he was doing it.
She smiled to herself.
"He can sense how safe she feels. Must be his power."
"Can I draw you more?" Octavia asked with a hint of nervousness in her voice, expecting to be told no considering how weird that question is.
Instead though…..
"I don't mind." Noctis shrugged and winked down at the teenager.
Octavia wasn't sure what to think now about this man or how something so powerful could be kind and gentle to someone like her.
One thing was for certain though, she felt from walking between him and Loona she finally had what was always stolen from her thanks to being a royal—— Friends.
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"Where is that boy?" Carmilla huffed in frustration as she wandered the place with Lucifer.
The two beings of authority walked the halls with definitely unhappy tension in their long search for Noctis, patrolling through room after room while carrying the book to prepare him for what was to come.
Lucifer on the other hand had different reason behind his lack of usually arrogant enthusiasm and it was directed towards Carmilla. He was careful not to express it but right now if he had the ability he would soon her alive for what she has been doing behind everyone's back.
Truth be told he made sure to use his powers after Noctis fought Lyoria to have eyes all over the palace, and boy was he very unhappy when last night's conversation he picked up the truth of the possessed primordial that was supposed to be lockdown.
"I don't know." Lucifer glanced around before glaring up to her. "But how much longer do you plan on experimenting that hellhound?"
Carmilla felt like her breakfast was going to come back up when Lucifer asked her that and gripped her mind into a hard denial.
"How did you know?" She asked coldly.
Lucifer smirked and loved to boast about how he had tabs on everyone but decided that words alone would not make the overlord sound so convinced to his terrifying power.
And so he resorted to showing his true form before casting a simple wave of his hands to show a few of the eyeballs similar in his wings to emphasize the angelic power he still possessed.
Carmilla went silent, eyes wide with understanding that she was no my as secretive as she had thought.
"Nothing passes me." He warned dangerously and crossed his arms, pacing in a circle around her. "But I'm more angry that you thought you could hide this from me."
Carmilla was clenching her fists before suddenly grasping how dangerous the situation just became for her.
"What do you want?"
"Simple." He smiled underneath that anger and circled her more. "Finish up and let the pup go. I know it's calling for Noctis since it was screaming alpha before your daughters put it in a medicated sleep."
She felt her skin shiver when he breathed those words so maliciously.
"How do you—"
"It's their instinct." Lucifer interrupted as he powered back down. "If you wanted answers you should have come to me."
Carmilla felt like a fool for thinking she could get away with it and that she didn't think to resort to knowledge from the very being who had witnessed their existence.
"Fine." She huffed in defeat. "Why do you think it's calling for Noctis."
His smile fell into a deep grimace.
"Because when an unjudged possesses someone it's not complete, the victim is still awake and trapped inside. It watched Noctis rip the unjudged out of its body, so it's naturally referring to him as alpha for—"
"His strength." Carmilla interrupted, earning a nod of arrogance from the king.
"Now then," he started walking again. "Let's make this quick. Release the pup to Noctis and tell me what you found out and I won't blow the whistle."
"What!?" Carmilla said sharply and scowled. "You're threatening to expose me to my child?"
"Threatening?" He questioned with a simple laugh, before hardening his expression. "No, I am promising to ruin you in Noctis' eyes."
Carmilla clenched her teeth to the point of bleeding her lip as she realized just how conniving Lucifer truly was. Then again it shouldn't be a surprise considering he would do almost anything for Charlie which included using anything to benefit her and her mate.
"Don't test me." Lucifer warned and gestured to continue walking. "If it involves Noctis then that means it involves my daughter which involves me. Now do as I tell you."
Nevertheless, Carmilla was backed into a corner with no way out as she followed a little more distantly from him. Overlord or not, the thought of her child turning against her made a sour feeling in her body as she imagined how angry Noctis would be at her and the girls.
As a mother it was the last thing she wanted was to have a wedge put in her family.
"Fine. I'll release him and tell you…..Lucifer." She spat the name with disgust but it only made his smile crack darkly as they rounded the next corner.
"That's king to you." He corrected pridefully, making her more bitter than even Husk without his alcohol.
"Yes...King Lucifer."