Dealing With Devils Chapter 28 (Patreon)

“We have arrived.”

The announcement was superfluous, given that the teleportation magic was already fading and the entire group was being treated to an inspiring view.

The Gremory summer residence was a three story building constructed in a Swiss chalet style. It was positioned on the shore of a pristine lake and surrounded by an expanse of flowing green grass that shifted slightly in the wind. It was warm in this part of the Underworld, feeling like a pleasant spring day.

There were a variety of expressions on the faces of those present. Fleur was her usual calm self. Tonks was excited to lay eyes on the house where they’d be staying, an excited glint in her expression. Daphne was more critical, assessing the mansion with a look that said: ‘I own bigger’.

Harry’s peerage weren’t the only ones present. Rias was there along with Akeno, both of them having traded their school uniforms for plain skirts and blouses. Koneko was in a cute dress, while Kiba, Rias’s Knight, had chosen to wear the pants and shirt from his school uniform. Only Gasper had been left behind, Rias’s Bishop who Harry was still yet to meet.

At the head of the group was their chaperone for this trip. The wind blew past, swaying the hem of Grayfia’s sleeveless sundress. She looked as impassive as ever, which clashed with the huge floppy sunhat she wore; she was dressed for vacation with an expression that made it seem like she wished she stayed at home. But that was just Grayfia’s resting face.

It was she who announced their arrival, and she was the one who led them toward the house.

“The Gremory Clan owns the surrounding 5,000 acres,” Grayfia said. “The grounds closer to the chateau are completely safe, while some of the forests further away are stocked with monsters. The closer you travel to the mountains, the more the danger grows. Any attempt to travel that far without my oversight will be grounds for immediate punishment.”

Harry looked across the lake toward the horizon, where little triangles were apparent. Harry memorized Grayfia’s warning as they kept walking.

“I will be on hand to provide lessons in the event that they prove necessary,” Grayfia said. “You are all servants of the Gremory household now, even those of you whose link is indirect. It is my responsibility to ensure you perform appropriately in a social setting.”

She gave Harry a clear look while speaking about this. He could easily pick out her disapproval at Harry’s unapproved move of visiting the Bael Clan’s castle and throwing the gauntlet down at Zekram’s feet.

There was little she could do about it except to help them prepare, however. Her husband found the story hilarious. Zeoticus Gremory was of similar opinion to Grayfia… But his wife had full confidence in Harry, so no attempts were made to wriggle out of the upcoming rating game.

Harry smiled at Grayfia when he felt her harsh gaze. She looked away abruptly, her silver hair swishing over her nape.

“Rias’s servants will be able to provide input as well. Though they are young, they have had more time to acclimate to the powers of their pieces. Take their advice to heart when they offer it,” Grayfia said.

Kiba swelled and Koneko looked a little bit proud. Grayfia was, after all, one of the Underworld’s most prominent devils. 

“How long will we be staying here?” Harry asked, casting a considering look over the area.

“You have been given a month to prepare for your rating game.” Grayfia still did not look in his direction, giving Harry no chance to study her expression, though he assumed it was as stony as ever. “We will remain here for three weeks and two days. After that, your bodies will be given time to recover. Beginning the match tired will do no good. Particularly in a match where you are already outnumbered.”

It was considered madness, really, to take on a complete peerage and their High Class King with only three servants. Considering those servants had been devils for less than a month at the longest, it was considered extra stupid. None of this was cause for Harry’s smile to leave his face.

He could only imagine what the reaction of those around him would be if he mentioned that Fleur, Tonks, and Daphne weren’t going to have to lift a finger. Only Sirzechs would get it. The Lucifer knew his fellow Satan, and he knew that surviving Serafall’s wrath was the TRULY mad task.

They approached the chalet and went inside. Even the decorations were similar to a lavish mountain home. There was lots of wood and a huge fur rug was laid across the central sitting room. Most noticeably, instead of an elk or a bear having their head mounted on the walls, there was a dragon head that stretched through the air over most of the room. The chandelier had been hung from one of its fangs, making the most of the striking decoration.

Tonks stared up almost hungrily at the dragon, while the group split up to stow baggage and lay claim on the best rooms.

LINE BREAK

Akeno pushed up her glasses, standing next to a portable whiteboard that was set up on a wooden stand.

Immediately after getting to her room, Akeno had completely changed her clothes. She was now wearing a different blouse, this one at least two sizes too small, so she was forced to keep the top three buttons undone just to fit her titanic tits inside. 

Her skirt had also been traded for a tighter one that squeezed her sinful hips. She wore stockings and high heeled shoes that were completely unfit to walk outside in grass, so she had her wings out and was floating approximately an inch off the ground. A meter stick was held in her hands, tapping against one palm.

“Welcome to Teacher Akeno’s lessons on devil magic and how to wield your new powers! Give a hand, everybody!” Akeno said, smiling with her eyes closed.

Harry clapped from the back of the group, with his peerage members arrayed in front of him.

Tonks’s pawn abilities included Promotion to Bishop, which would enhance her magical abilities, so it was important for her to know more ways to wield that power. Daphne was a natural Bishop, so she had plenty of magic power to work with. And it was a good idea for her not to become TOO reliant on her sacred gear.

Finally, as Harry’s Queen, Fleur had vast magical reserves to go with her enhanced physique. These lessons were most important for her, realistically, as she lacked Tonks’s shape changing abilities or a sacred gear like Daphne’s. To catch up with the opponents she might face as a devil, learning to bend magic to her will was crucial.

Akeno tapped her meter stick against the page she had set up behind her, tapping a diagram of a head. The way it had been drawn left a vast black space where the brain would be, filled with detailed images of a watery wave, an explosion of fire, a bolt of lightning, and a flying chunk of earth. 

“Devil magic is fueled by imagination,” Akeno said. “Your ability to picture what you want and will it into existence are the most crucial parts. Along, of course, with having the power to execute your desires.”

“We just have to think of what we want?” Tonks asked.

“At its most basic,” Akeno said. “However, say that you want to summon water. What would you think of?”

“Well… Water,” Tonks said lamely.

“What is it like?” Akeno pressed.

“It’s wet,” Tonks said. “Or does it make things wet? Sometimes it’s cold, then it makes you feel chilly to the bone. It tastes refreshing…”

Tonks ran out of steam quickly. Akeno cocked her head.

“I have a reputation for using lightning,” Akeno said. “I’m particularly good at it, even compared to devils who were born into the 72 Pillars.”

She held her hand out to the side, pointing at a grassy hill.

“It smells like rubber set alight. It sends static through your arm, like little worms wriggling in the skin. Your hairs stand up straight. Lightning strikes fast and burns what blocks it. The crack is beautiful and clear; the flash is as beautiful as any flower. It strikes like a whip, reaching what’s close and what’s distant with the same effortless ease. The point it hits will blacken, burn, or DIE.” Akeno grinned ferally. “Lightning is made to kill.”

A magic circle appeared in front of the hand she held out. The crowd of students was treated to a flash, a bang, and the doom of the patch of grass unlucky enough to end up as Akeno’s target. 

She didn’t just hit the hill, she blasted a shared patch into the dirt, creating a crater from the force that accompanied her spell. Akeno tilted her head, smiling at her students.

“Your turn,” she said.

LINE BREAK

It didn’t take very long for Harry’s peerage to get the basics. Soon they could summon the elements, though nothing they accomplished could match Akeno’s showing. It quickly became clear that they each excelled at different aspects.

Fleur had a penchant for fire and absolutely excelled at light magic. Rias, who had wandered out of the house to watch along with Koneko and Grayfia, professed that Fleur’s affinity for light was the highest she had ever seen. Grayfia didn’t say the same, but affirmed that Fleur had a gift.

Daphne favored ice as her best element. She wasn’t as advanced as Fleur was with light. But she had the best tutor imaginable with one of the two best ice magic users in the whole underworld on hand.

Tonks wasn’t drawn toward any one element. On the other hand, she could get respectable results with any of them. It seemed like it would be in her best interest to learn a little bit of everything.

The hour dragged on, with the girls practicing harder and harder. Eventually, Tonks tired out since she only had a Pawn’s magical reserves and couldn’t promote in this situation. She went to watch Daphne and Fleur, who were still pressing the limitations of their newfound magic.

If it was noticed that the teacher who got everything started disappeared, along with the King who was supposed to be the last of her students, well… No one pointed it out. 

“GLUCK! GLUCK! GLUCK! GLUCK!”

“Just like that,” Harry said. “Good girl.”

His back was against a tree a few hundred meters from where the lesson started. He was holding the meter stick that Akeno used during her teaching in his right hand, while his left hand was locked on the back of the slutty she-devil’s head.

Akeno’s had her wings out but her shoes were firmly planted in the grass. She was squatting, her thick thighs pressed to the top of her ankles, while both hands were shoved under her skirt to pleasure herself.

“GLUCK! GLUCK! GLUCK!”

While Harry forced her head down, ropes of spit fell from Akeno’s mouth all over her tits. Her shirt had been ripped open, scattering the buttons, while the lacy bra underneath had already been yanked down, her juicy tits resting on top of it like a perch. Akeno’s eyes were closed as Harry drove her head down.

“GLUCK! GLUCK! ULK!”

Harry let out a delighted sight, relaxedly closing his eyes as he enjoyed the feeling of Akeno’s throat, holding her head down while she deepthroated him. Her sexy little glasses were jammed against his body right above his pubes; he could feel the chill of the lenses. 

Harry kept her there until he was done cumming. Akeno’s throat bobbed the way that her head had been, bulging and shrinking and bulging and shrinking and bulging and shrinking. One gulp at a time, she swallowed Harry’s seed and sent it on its way to her stomach.

When Harry let go of her, Akeno dragged her head back. Her face was messy, eyeshadow smeared and plenty of spit on her face. 

“Did I do well?” she asked.

“You’re as qualified to give a course on sucking dick as you are to teach about magic,” Harry said. “What a slutty mouth you have.”

Akeno grinned bashfully, completely thrilled with his words. She dug her fingers deeper in her pussy, masturbating behind the veil of her skirt. Based on her breathing, she was close to cumming.

Harry offered a bit of help. He descended on her, ripping her skirt off her legs and forcing her onto her hands and knees in the dirt. Akeno’s thong clad ass jiggled as it was exposed, two big smooth cheeks providing generous targets. 

Harry swung the ruler that Akeno had brought with her. CRACK!

“AH!” Akeno squealed.

She arched her back, her right cheek vibrating impressively, a thin red mark standing out brightly.

Harry swung, spanking her again.

CRACK! 

“AH!”

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

“AhhhhhhhhHHHHHH!” Akeno squealed.

Her inner masochist came out as her ass was covered in bright marks. Her fingers achieved what they’d been chasing, drawing a wet orgasm out of her tight little cunt. 

Harry dragged her up before she was even done cumming. Her thong was soon hanging loosely around one ankle while he lifted her and pressed her into the tree she’d sucked his dick against. 

Akeno’s eyes glowed with pleasure as Harry’s fat dick slammed into her, mashing against her womb.

“AH! AH! Fuck me!” Akeno squealed.

With a light smirk, Harry said: “Don’t tell me what to do.”

He swung the ruler against her tits, managing to catch both of her nipples in the blow. Akeno’s squeal was uproarious. She looked at Harry with unbridled lust.

“I’ve been a bad girl. I’m supposed to be teaching Fleur magic, but instead I’m here, taking her husband’s dick inside my slutty pussy. I’m being bad. SO bad,” Akeno cooed.

She looked eagerly at Harry, giving him a clear idea of what she wanted, and soon ruler blows rained down against her body. Her tits became as red as her ass, while Harry even struck the outside of her thighs, which were so thick that they jiggled like liquid whenever the wood slammed against them.

Harry grabbed Akeno’s face with his other hand. He squeezed her cheeks, forcing her mouth open in the process. Akeno’s feet were suspended in the air as he fucked her against the tree. She was so wet that juices spurted out of her cunt every time Harry thrusted. 

Harry leaned in close to Akeno’s face, still gripping her cheeks tightly. She watched him lean in with curiosity and pleasure in her eyes.

“You are a bad girl,” he said pleasantly. “But you’re MY bad girl. So don’t worry. Every time you misbehave, all be right here on hand to correct you. I’m sure you’ll NEVER act up again.”

His smirk showed the truth of the matter. More than a threat, it was a promise, and to Akeno’s mixed up sensibilities, it sounded like the best reward she could imagine.

Harry let her body slide down, twisting her around, and pinned Akeno’s front to the tree, her ass and legs sticking out for easy use. He fucked her from behind, bringing the ruler down all over her ass and thighs as Akeno moaned progressively louder, until he finally creampied her cunt, filling it up and flooding it.

Akeno sank down onto her knees smiling goofily. She didn’t even look up when someone clapped.

“A ruler, huh? Merlin, she’s as kinky as Gabrielle,” Tonks said.

Harry’s pawn was watching them with her arms crossed, wearing the simple dress that she’d attended the magic lesson in. At Harry’s questioning eyebrow, she shrugged.

“I ran out of magic. I noticed that my dear King was nowhere in sight, and neither was the teacher. Concerned about their safety, I rushed away,” Tonks said, doing an impressive job making all that horse shit sound dutiful. She gazed at Harry’s hard cock. “Now, are you going to do your kingly duty and help relieve the physical needs of your poor servant who has been working so hard?”

Without even waiting for an answer, she came forward while starting to strip. Harry turned to face her, taking her in his arms, igniting a fiery kiss while she stroked his dick, her fingers running along Akeno’s smeared juices and picking up dollops of the cum dripping from Harry’s tip.

It was going to be a long and enjoyable three weeks.