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Chapter 9 - Fur and Feathers

As soon as Koneko finished her meal by licking up the rest of the cum Harry had left on her, she decided to move things along quickly. "Get naked, Fried Chicken."

"You! Wait! Watch the claws!" Ravel squealed.

Koneko ripped Ravel's torn dress the rest of the way off of her body. As Harry admired Ravel's figure, whistling quietly, he was surprised by the volume of curves packed onto her small frame. Ravel had a supremely feminine body, with wide hips and an absurdly small waist to go with those breasts he'd already seen. Ravel blushed brightly, not used to being stripped in the presence of a man, especially one like Harry, whose unique magic had sent her head over heels for him.

Ravel stuttered something unintelligible. She threw her hands out, her embarrassment making her use her magic. "You insufferable cat!"

Ravel shot a wave of hellfire that was so well controlled that it didn't burn any of Koneko's porcelain skin. Koneko's clothes were deleted from existence in an instant.

"Nyah!" Koneko said, shrinking back. She glared at Ravel, who laughed victoriously. Although Ravel's gloating stopped when she saw something strange.

Koneko's cat ears had already been out, but in the haze of her lust Ravel hadn't noticed. There was no missing the big triangles on Koneko's head now, though. Nor could Ravel miss the white tail that was flitting around behind Koneko's back.

"You're a Nekomata!" Ravel said.

"That's right. I'm a cat," Koneko growled. Even though she stripped Ravel first, it seemed like she was annoyed that 'Fried Chicken' had fought back. "Do you know what cats do to birds?"

Koneko lunged forward and kissed Ravel, pinning her deep in the recliner chair they were sharing. "Mmph!" Ravel exclaimed while the cat tongue dug into her throat. Harry mused that she might still be able to taste his cum on Koneko's tongue.

Koneko's hands roamed along Ravel's sides, squeezing and pinching and groping the devil. Eventually, Koneko started to wiggle and turn around. In one gymnast-esque movement, Koneko flipped all the way around, so that her pussy was in Ravel's face and vice versa. Koneko's legs wrapped around Ravel's head in a strong vicegrip.

Harry felt slightly left out, but he was enjoying the show all the same. He moved around to stand beside them, watching the show. Koneko used her calves to trap Ravel's face completely against her pussy. At the same time, Koneko attacked Ravel's cunt like it was a fresh bowl of milk. Harry listened to the sound of her rough tongue scraping over Ravel's body.

"You're good at that!" Harry said, surprised. He hadn't thought that the catgirl had any experience.

Koneko looked up, her tongue sticking out the way a cat's does sometimes when you interrupt their bath.

"Akeno made me learn. Once she heard about my tongue," Koneko said.

"Of course she did," Harry said.

Koneko nodded, then went back to eating Ravel out. The blond devil was squirming without being able to free herself. Ravel shouted something, muffled by Koneko's crotch, which Harry thought might've been another angry exclamation of: "YOU!"

Harry's dick told him that he had been on the sidelines for long enough; it was begging him to sub in. Harry stepped up and made his fingers dance over Koneko's ears in a way that was sure to get her attention.

"Mrrp?" Koneko looked up, giving Ravel's pussy a brief reprieve.

"Allow me," Harry said, gesturing to his dick.

Koneko grinned playfully. Harry was heartened to see she could make that kind of face; she wasn't ALWAYS cold and impassive. He lined his tip up with Ravel's entrance. The height of the chair was perfect, he barely had to stoop to get on the right level.

Ravel only realized that Koneko's mouth had been replaced by the large, throbbing manhood that had recently had her lips wrapped around it. Now, it was her OTHER set of lips stretching to accommodate Harry. Trusting that good old Phenex regeneration to cover for the pain, Harry gave her a mighty thrust. There was no hymen to break; Ravel must've gotten adventurous with her toys in the past, because it was obvious she'd never had a man before.

You could tell just by the way she screamed once Harry entered her… even if the scream was muffled by the tight grip that Koneko had on her head. The nekomata had propped her chin on Ravel's tummy, watching Harry's dick ram into 'Fried Chicken' like it was a laser pointer show.

"You make lots of water. Are you sure you're a phoenix?" Koneko asked dubiously.

Ravel gurgled something, but since Koneko was still smothering the other girl with her pussy, no amount of guessing would help Harry decipher what she was trying to say. Instead, he answered for her.

"That's not water, Koneko. It's a kind of discharge. It makes it possible for large objects to go inside," Harry explained.

"Ah. Like your penis," Koneko said.

"That's right. You made it too, upstairs," Harry reminded her.

Koneko blushed. It was only a pinprick of pink, yet with her personality, that was an extraordinary amount of embarrassment. "Yeah…"

"MMMMFFFF!"

Harry looked at Ravel's smothered face at the large cry. A second later, Koneko cried out. Tired of being pushed around, Ravel had gone on the offensive again.

Since she couldn't burn Koneko's clothes away, her attack method was to start eating Koneko out, putting her all licking Koneko's crotch. Apparently, Ravel had real skills. Koneko started mewling. She looked at Harry desperately, almost like she was asking for help.

He chuckled. "You brought this one on yourself."

Besides, it's not like the Rook was in any real distress. After all, her legs were still wrapped around Ravel's head, and she wasn't letting go at all. She was basically forcing Ravel to keep going.

That didn't surprise Harry much, considering the faces that Koneko was making. Her ears went flat—airplane ears, Harry was pretty sure people usually called it—while her eyes both closed partially, the eyelids stopping at different heights. Koneko yowled. She reached her hands out and grabbed the armrests of the chair they were in, flexing her claws, which went straight through the upholstery.

Rias could foot the bill. What good was being wealthy if you didn't use your fortune to let your supernatural servants fuck with all their might?

Koneko kept moaning while Harry pounded his dick into Ravel. She was as tight as you would expect for a girl her size… though a tad looser than Koneko, who had powerful muscles to enhance her crotch's crushing power.

Harry didn't mind. Ravel was more than tight enough to milk him of his seed. Her blond looks were like that of European royalty. It reminded Harry of good times defiling pureblood heiresses who came calling to see what Voldemort's slayer was made of. He'd never left any of them disappointed and he didn't plan on letting Ravel down now.

As he fucked Ravel, the 'water' Koneko had noticed continued to accumulate. Ravel eventually tensed, strong tremors passing through her pussy. When she climaxed, Harry felt her body squeeze him with a tremendous amount of force. It wasn't enough to get him to cum—yet—but after a few more like that…

"Nn… Nn… Nyah!" Koneko gasped.

Ravel's tongue managed to make Koneko climax not long after Harry made her cum for the first time. Koneko squirted all over Ravel's face, who kept eating. Koneko's eyes rolled up. "Nnnnnnnnnnnyahhhhh…"

While Ravel slowly broke Koneko's mind, Harry worked on pounding her hips. Roughly ten minutes after Ravel came for the first time, she hit her second climax. Then, five minutes after that (his rate was improving) Harry made her cum for a third time. Each orgasm came with that fierce tightening Harry noticed before. The third time was as much as Harry could take. He was going to cum.

Harry's inbound orgasm synced up with Koneko squirting on Ravel for a second time. Koneko made another, even throatier scream. Her legs finally couldn't stay tightened, releasing Ravel to suck in some very needed deep breaths. Ravel looked past Koneko's fit ass to smirk triumphantly at the back of the nekomata's head.

"You're not the only one… whose Queen… showed her how to eat pussy, pussy!" Ravel proclaimed.

Koneko wasn't ready to admit defeat yet. She couldn't keep fighting… so she opted for a proxy war. Noticing that Harry was starting to pull out, she correctly deduced what this meant. Koneko grabbed his hips and forced him forward.

Harry was reminded of her extreme physical strength as his dick once again buried in Ravel, just in time for his load to start shooting out. Ravel's womb was completely filled while Koneko watched on, full of a devious kind of pride. Her face reminded Harry of a cat after it knocked something off of a table.

Ravel, meanwhile, made a gurgling noise from her throat as she felt her womb flood, completely filled by Harry's creamy seed. It was PROBABLY alright, Harry thought, since she was a pureblood devil like Rias and Akeno. Provided that Fleur had been telling the truth when she said devils were terrible at getting pregnant, and it hadn't just been a way of tricking him into knocking up two young beauties.

Ravel stared down at her pussy after Koneko allowed Harry to pull out, noticing the way she was already starting to leak a white waterfall from the base of her slit.

"Defiled! By a mere servant of Gremory…" Ravel didn't sound too upset. In fact, she giggled to herself, sounding like she was on cloud 9. "Maybe I can talk Mom into trading me. Rias still needs a new Bishop, right?"

"Who said we want you here, Fried Chicken?" Koneko said.

"What was that? You've been moaning so much, I forgot you could talk!" Ravel gloated. "Besides, that isn't your decision to make, it's up to your master—"

Koneko shut her up by shoving her pussy back in Ravel's face, gagging her. The girls had to be separated by Harry, or else they were going to get stuck in this loop forever.

As much as he would love to keep playing like this, it was starting to get late, and he had business to attend to soon.

Reluctantly, Ravel and Koneko went separate ways, Koneko going upstairs to shower. Ravel said she would shower at home, and insisted on leaving as soon as she'd gotten dressed. Her legs were shaking when she made the walk to the teleportation circle. When Harry told her that she'd have trouble hiding what she'd done when she got home, she just grinned at him.

"Whose hiding anything?" Ravel asked. "My idiot big brother told me to have sex with you. It's not like he can be mad because I did it! Even if I CHOSE to do it, in the end… Stay in touch! I'll write to you, Harry."

She twirled blond hair around her finger as the teleportation circle activated. Harry would have to ask Rias or Akeno about this business of trading Evil Pieces. If he didn't figure out how to do that and what Ravel meant when she talked about it, he had a feeling he was going to make the young Phenex cry the next time they saw each other, and he didn't want THAT.

Left alone downstairs, Harry planned to take a shower, but first he sat down in the chair where Koneko and Ravel had been tangled together. He could still feel their body heat from it.

He rested his fist on his chin. That's the stance Fleur found him in when she came downstairs.

In typical veela fashion (they considered personal space to be a taboo) Fleur came and sat on the armrest of Harry's chair, sliding her arm over his shoulder and stroking his body.

"Did you 'ave fun with zose girls?" she asked.

"They were great," Harry said absently.

"Something ez on your mind." Fleur said. "Share eet."

Harry blinked. He focused on his wife. "It's not much, dear. I was just thinking, and I've come to the decision that it's time to formally hand in my resignation."

"At ze ministry?" Fleur asked.

"Well, you know me, Fleur. I don't do things by halves," Harry said. "I get the feeling that I'm stepping into a whole new world. It's strange, but I feel like I belong just fine among devils and other creatures. So I think it's time that Harry Potter the Head Auror ended his story, so that he can start a new one."

Fleur leaned down and kissed him, silently supporting his choice. Harry didn't have any regrets. It wasn't like he was leaving Britain and its people behind forever.

He was just moving toward something new. Harry was more excited for the future than he'd been in a long time.

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