Chapter Thirty -  The Oracion Seis In Ruins

"I can't believe that I began to prioritize money over love," Hoteye said, shaking his head. "There is nothing as grand as love! I had originally sought out money to pay to find my brother, but as time went on, I lost my way..."

"I am sure Wally will be overjoyed to see you again," Erza replied, with the utmost sincerity. Wally had not spoken much, or at all, of his brother - but she imagined that it was simply because he missed him so dearly that he could not bear to speak of him again. "I failed to reunite members of another family, not so long ago," she said, recalling the incident with Ur and Ultear. "I am glad that I may be able to make up for that failure!"

"I mean, he's still a criminal, though," Konata said from one side. She had served well in the battle - as a titanic blade, Konata had no equal, even among Erza's own weapons. "Won't he have to go to wizard jail?"

"Ah! Money is truly the root of all evil!" Hoteye declared, gnashing his teeth and falling to his knees in despair. "You said that Wally is now wandering the world, taking down dark wizards... I have made myself into his worst enemy, with my own foolish misdeeds."

Erza placed one comforting hand on his shoulder. "I know that Wally can forgive you." He had, after all, forgiven Jellal, just like the rest of them. "Perhaps-"

"EEEEEEK!" There was a shriek that filled the air coming from nearby, and Erza whirled, ready for battle.

The cause of the shriek became clear a scant few seconds later, as she saw the nude body of a purple-haired girl, where earlier Lee had held his hand upon the serpent's muzzle. Her hands desperately worked to cover her naked body, and Erza thought fast, simply tearing the cloak from Richard and hurling it over the newly-arrived naked girl.

"Huh. Didn't realize that would happen," Konata said, idly scratching her cheek.

"That's... that's really Cubeillos?" Erik, the man whose superhuman senses had made him a dangerous threat, until Konata had disarmed him with her prophetic information - information he had verified by listening to her thoughts. "Can... can I hear your voice?"

"What's... going on?" Kinana asked, looking around, confused. Her brow furrowed. "I don't... I don't remember how I got here, but I recognize your voice," she said, her voice soft as she looked at Erik, who let out a sigh and a smile, something soft and sweet. It was truly wondrous to see people united after a long struggle. Erza's heart burned with a sympathetic passion for the two's happiness.

There was then another shriek, one she recognized as Juvia's. Thinking quickly, she ripped a second layer of Richard's clothing off and rushed forward. If Juvia was also naked and shrieking for that reason, then she would be able to hide her modesty!

Although Erza was the first to arrive on the scene, she found that Juvia was fully clothed, shivering and pale as she pointed to another woman. Angel. A member of the Oracion Seis. She was completely naked, semen leaking from between her thighs. The conclusion was obvious - when she had captured Lee, he had seduced her, cleverly plying his handsome body to draw her into coital bliss alongside him. Then, the moment she was distracted, Lee had escaped!

However, the woman was groggily waking up. The moment she saw that she was naked before Erza and Juvia, she shrieked. Luckily, Erza was prepared for this eventuality, and threw Richard's jacket at her, protecting her modesty. She couldn't help but smile proudly to herself. "What the hell?" Angel sputtered as she pulled down the jacket.

"I realized you were upset by your nudity, and threw a jacket to cover you up!"

"My clothes are right here!" She yelled out, picking up an article of feathery clothing. Erza wasn't entirely sure about the relevance, but offered a grim nod of affirmation. Those were indeed her clothes. "Oh, screw this, I'll get rid of you, and then get- what, where are my Celestial Keys?!"

Erza knew the answer to that question. "Lee gave them to our party's own Celestial Wizard."

"Wh-what? Well, they're still under contract! So they won't be able to do anything!"

She was hurriedly getting dressed, now, while Juvia was still pale and pointing and shaking in silence. Once Angel was dressed, though, Juvia spoke up. "You- you defiled my beloved Lee! You harlot! You hussy! You, you, b-b-bad girl!" Her finger pointed once more.

"I am a Dark Guild member," Angel said lazily in response to Juvia's accusations, all but admitting to it. "Now, hm," she said, her gaze flicking between Juvia and Erza. "Crap. I guess I'm captured," she said, letting out a long, painful sigh.

* * *

"Look, the Oracion Seis are going to activate an incredibly powerful and dangerous magic that turns good people bad, and bad people good. It's called Nirvana. Well, I guess they're the Oracion Tres now, but still," Konata explained, while Sorano stood, glaring at Lucy with her arms crossed, one of Erza's gauntleted hands on Sorano's shoulder. Juvia was silently glaring at Sorano as well, practically vibrating in rage. "We can't spend hours dealing with Sorano being a quickshot."

"I am not a quickshot!" Sorano yelled in fury.

Ordinarily, I might avoid revealing such intimate secrets of a sexual liaison, but my instincts suggested that I do the opposite. "She orgasmed within a minute of insertion, and quite continuously from then on."

"Khh!" Sorano sputtered and choked, seeming mortally wounded by the comment, her normal haughty vibe vanishing completely.

"In fact, I found it quite cute."

"We have to go fight the Oracion Tres!" Konata interrupted. "Let's go!" She pointed in an apparently random direction. "We can beat them, don't worry!"

* * *

As the battle raged on, Sorano found her heart divided. Should she try to take advantage of the chaos to steal back her Celestial Keys from Lucy? Or should she try to go after the Oracion Tre- Oracion Seis, to prevent Nirvana from being cast? It was a complicated, difficult question. "We need your assistance, Sorano," Lee said, his voice firm.

As the battle went, she wasn't sure her assistance was actually necessary. "What's in it for me?" She asked, raising her chin. Never do anything for free.

"I won't have sex with you again if you don't join us," Lee replied. Sorano's eyes went wide at the threat.

"You- you can't stop me, I can simply use my Celestial Keys to-!" Except, she no longer had her Celestial Keys. Her fingers moved pointlessly through empty air, some cruel parody of the power she once wielded, now come to naught. She swallowed. "Fine... fine, I'll help," she muttered. "I promise to help, if you'll give me back my keys." She wasn't going to mention the sex, even though it was the primary motivating factor. Just thinking about it again left her feeling dizzy, it was so intense and overwhelming. She'd have it again... but this time, she was the one who would leave him in the dust!

* * *

Konata had advised Kinana, Erik, Richard, and Sorano to get out of sight of the authorities as they arrived. After all, they didn't believe in the absurd forgiveness pseudo-logic that the Fairy Tail Guild, and the author, operated on, so all the many, many crimes they'd committed would result in their arrests. Brain, Midnight, the other one, they were arrested and taken into custody. It was a pretty easy fight, since she already knew how to beat them, Lee had time reversion powers, and Wendy had healing magic too. All in all, they'd done a great job utterly destroying the Oracion Seis in record time. All thanks to her. She was so great.

"Lee, I'm tired from doing all this work."

"You didn't do anything!" Lucy interrupted, and Konata pretended not to hear her.

"Please carry me princess style the rest of the way home. I'll just take a nap."

"I could carry you, Konata," Erza said, her voice firm in its offer. "You did us all a great service with your intelligence."

"Sounds good," Konata said, hopping into Erza's open arms and shutting her eyes a moment later.

"We can go to the Cait Shelter guild!" Wendy declared. "They're close by, so we can all rest up there! Plus, I'll get to introduce you all to my guildmates!"

She was so peppy. Too bad something completely insane and stupid was about to happen. Really, kinda depressing when you thought about it. Or didn't think about it much at all. I mean really on first blush... it was such a bizarre writing decision...

"Yes, it is quite close. They'll be glad to know that Nirvana is no longer coming for them," Carla, the petite white-furred cat said, idly fluttering in the air. "I'm certain they'll be able to show you their gratitude as well; they have quite a few amenities."

Konata made an obnoxious snoring sound. She wasn't going to spoil this.

* * *

One by one, like salt figurines being dropped in water, the guild members began to seem to dissalve into the atmosphere. It was a quick movement each time, simply a withering dissolution, and it was actually horrifying to watch poor Wendy's reactions. I could only wrap her in my arms to try to reassure her that things would be okay as she tearfully cried out and demanded that her guild mates not simply disappear.

They had all been illusions made by a ghost; a ghost who, with his long mission finally complete with the destruction of Nirvana, could finally pass on to the next life. He was centuries dead, and seemed ready to go on. I decided not to stop his passage, to pull him back to life. It wasn't like it would really help Wendy that much, since apparently, this dude thought it was a great idea to have her make friends with dozens of entirely fictional people. Definitely not going to completely fuck you up for life.

"Wendy," I said, as the ghost in question faded, the sobbing girl in my arms just bawling her eyes out, snot and tears and drool running down her face. "Wendy. It's going to be alright," I said, as soothingly as I could. "You can come join our Guild. You can make real friends - no, you already have, right, Erza?"

"Yes, Wendy," Erza said, stepping in to help wrap the crying girl in a hug of her own. Konata had been unceremoniously dumped on her ass and was quietly mumbling under her breath.

Carla arrived a moment later, simply hopping atop Wendy's shoulders and wrapping her arms around her. She looked more like a plush animal than an actual cat, with a roughly human shape and massive ears atop her white hair. Her tail kept batting at my face. I chose to believe it was cat flirtation rather than her just not caring about smacking me. "You'll always have me, dear," she said, with more meaning and intensity put into it than anything I could possibly have said to reassure Wendy.

* * *

When we got back to Magnolia Town, Wendy was no longer sobbing constantly, but I definitely wasn't going to leave the poor girl alone. The absolute absurd horror of what she'd gone through was something that I couldn't take lightly. I had carried her with me in my arms much of the trip, offering her a shoulder ride when she recovered enough to manage. Her fingers idly dug into my scalp as we made our way through town, and I sought out places that a young girl might enjoy; Erza had taken Konata back to my home, and was going to report to Makarov, to give Wendy some space to decompress and recover from what she'd been through.

Carla, of course, was fussy over Wendy quite a lot. When I finally hit upon a shop selling stuffed animals, she hovered over Wendy the entire time, staring carefully at her face as the young girl remained atop my shoulders, shifting her weight this way and that, occasionally pointing to direct me somewhere.

"Would you like this one, dear?" Carla finally asked, finding what looked like a stuffed tiger and holding it up to Wendy to show off. I couldn't see Wendy's expression - she was still on my shoulders - but I could feel the way she nodded vigorously, the shift in her weight the movement brought with it. "You can buy it, can't you?" Carla asked me, perhaps a bit too sourly.

I couldn't blame her, though. My motives were very suspect. Wendy was one of the many girls in Fairy Tail that I wished to seduce. With Lucy's recent capture, there remained only really Cana and Mirajane as major acquisitions from the Guild proper. Unless I was forgetting someone... probably not, eh. I would, of course, give Wendy plenty of time - if we avoided getting captured in a time lock for seven years, then there would basically be seven worry-free years to do what I wanted. Namely, have lots of horny sex with my many lovers, and acquire potentially even more lovers!

"Of course. I'm quite wealthy, Wendy, don't worry about it," I said, patting her calf lightly.

"Thanks," she said, her voice still a little quiet from everything she'd been through. I could hardly blame her.

"Oh, who's this? Your little sister?" The cashier asked, a bit flirty. She was either reacting to my incredibly attractive physique, or else trying to make sure I was a happy customer who'd come back with some nice lines.

"I actually only met her today," I informed the cashier honestly, making her expression shift into suspicion. I didn't have time for spare pickups! I had canon girls to acquire, and lots of them! Sorano could have already made her way back to my home in the time I'd been gone! "Thank you for the toy."

I was, predictably, stopped by the town guard a few minutes later, understandably concerned that I was some sort of child abductor, but Wendy and Carla explained the situation and I could carry on wandering the town, collecting a variety of toys, foodstuffs, etc, for Wendy to enjoy as she sat on my shoulders. By the end of our journey, the sun waning in the sky, she seemed to have forgotten the entire Cait Shelter thing, just relaxing happily atop me, only occasionally groping or squeezing some part of my head to make sure it wasn't an illusion.

When I entered the house, Ikaruga stood in clear alert, still in her maid's uniform. She straightened up instantly as she saw me. "Master," she began, falling to one knee. "A woman claiming to be your lover barged into the house and is waiting in your bedroom. I've been keeping watch, ensuring she doesn't harm Konata, who's sleeping in her room. Juvia described her as a 'hussy' and said I should 'get rid of her,' but I was unable to fully trust her words, particularly given that she made the absurd suggestion that this woman somehow violated you. I know that is impossible, Master, as you are far too powerful to be overcome by any mere Celestial Wizard." The whole time, her head was bowed low, giving me a great look at her cleavage. "What is it you wish to be done with this 'Angel' woman? I will rid you of her, if that is what you wish," she said, one hand testing the hilt of her sword, her gaze full of fire at the opportunity to serve.

Sexy as it was to have Ikaruga offer to kill Sorano at my whim, I wanted to add Sorano to my harem too. She hadn't been properly redeemed, since she hadn't been defeated physically, merely dicked down, I suppose. After all, Fairy Tail villains only get redeemed after being beaten up.

Hadn't Konata managed to take down Hoteye and Cobra by using their human connections rather than violence, though? Hmm.

Eh. "That won't be necessary." I gently lifted Wendy up off my shoulders, planting her down on the ground. "This is Ikaruga, she's my maid, Wendy. You can tell her to do whatever you want, and she'll do it. I have to go deal with Sorano." I turned to Ikaruga. "Dote on this girl with every fabric of your being. Uh, and treat Carla nice too," I added, recalling the presence of the flying cat. It was a lot easier to remember that the rather hefty twelve year old girl was on my shoulders, than that the huffy cat was present.

"Thank you, Lee," she said. Well, I had time to make a better impression on her later. I wasn't gonna fuck her until she turned into a cute kemonomimi girl, after all.

I opened the door to my bedroom and found Sorano lying on the bed on her side, naked, a smug smile on her face as I quietly closed the door behind me. Her long silvery hair pooled beneath her. "I'm surprised you're wealthy enough to pay for a maid. I suppose she is rather fetching."

"She doesn't work for me for money." I did pay her, of course, but that wasn't why she worked for me. "That's Ikaruga, formerly of Trinity Raven. She works for me because she respects me as a far more powerful mage than her." I think she thought I was also far more capable as a fighter than her, and I had yet to correct that misconception. After all, it wouldn't help me at all.

Sorano actually blinked at that, shocked by the claim, her gaze flicking behind me to the door, a faint furrowing of her brow visible; then she simply shook her head. "Now, last time, you wandered away, my little Lee," she said, making a coaxing movement with her hand, silently drawing me towards her. "But this time, there's nowhere left to run. I'll ravish you in your own bed," she declared.

I really doubted she'd manage to ravish me at all. After all, her previous attempts at "ravishment" had mostly seen me... well... completely sexually defeat her due to her having a hair trigger orgasm. But, you know what's sexy? If you said girls trying to dominate guys, but then getting dominated in turn, our heads are on the same page.

I mean, don't get me wrong, sometimes it's nice for the girl to take control. But girls like Sorano were pretty much born for domination loss. Still, part of domination loss is letting the girl think she might just be in charge of the situation. "If that's what you wish, then I suppose I have no choice," I said, starting to shrug off my clothes. Her eyes flicked along my naked body hungrily - it took about two seconds for me to get undressed, since I generally wore very little. "How will you have me?"

"Myself on the top... and you on the bottom. Just lie down and let Sorano show you wonders that your Juvia never could." She'd decided Juvia was my girlfriend, it seemed like. Little did she realize that I actually had a half-dozen girlfriends! Or, how many? Erza, Konata, Juvia, Lucy, Levy, Millianna, Ikaruga... well, Ikaruga wasn't a girlfriend, really, so six sounded right. Probably six. Might have been forgetting somebody. Anyway, I just laid down on bed, my cock pointing up at the ceiling, and she positioned her sex over my cock, gently brushing her wet slit against my tip, sending gentle waves of pleasure through me as she teased me like that.

Her own cheeks were gaining a pink hue, her hypersensitivity serving to make her have a near-hair trigger, and the same result as last time was pretty obviously going to come down the line if I just let her do whatever she wanted, so I did exactly that, lying back and enjoying it.

She knew it too, though, and soon was sliding down on the bed, her breasts idly brushing against my thighs. She stared at my erect cock for just a moment, then shifted her weight up, wrapping her lips around my cockhead, staring up at me. Her eyes drank in my expression as her tongue began to nervously, uncertainly flick against my tip, teasing my slit. There was a wet slurping noise, as her cheeks hollowed, putting the pressure on my cock. Her breaths were shallow through her nose, drinking in my scent, quietly twisting her head from side to side. Her hands brushed up and down my thighs softly, leering up at me - then she started to take me further into her mouth.

She was definitely experienced, and I was very thankful that her pride seemed to mean she actually cared about making me come my brains out through my cock, because fuck was she doing a good job of sucking. She slid those pretty lips of hers ever further down my length, until my cock had entirely vanished into her mouth, her silver-blue hair shimmering as she suckled on my base. Every inch of me was getting stimulated in one way or another, whether by suction, licking, smacking her lips, or just swallowing around my length.

My instincts told me that what she wanted here was to see me respond, to lose myself to her mouth, to show how she could totally control me with sex. I decided to do that - I could always switch things up on her when I was fucking her stupid, and this way, she'd give me more blowjobs. I cast my head out, letting out a small groan of pleasure. My fingers dug into the bed on either side of me as she got even more intense with her fellatio, having seen my response, her hungry lips and throat working overtime, her tongue flapping and rubbing against the underside of my cock. Her own grip on my thighs got more intense, squeezing the muscles there, then sliding around to my ass. Hot hums escaped her throat, and her expression was one of raw, uninhibited smug superiority, clearly believing that I had never received fellatio quite like hers.

It was really, really good, don't get me wrong. Her breath rolled along my dick, her tongue slithering along the underside, and my brain had just about started to melt as she worked me over. Her ass kept wiggling from side to side in the air, her eyes leering up at me from her position in between my thighs, seemingly daring me to say word one of complaint.

She slid up off my cock after an interminable eternity, popping with a wet noise, a bit of saliva briefly running from her lower lip down to the tip of my cock as she caught her breath, her face flush with color from the exertion of the moment. She lazily cast her hair over her shoulder, staring up at me, then spoke. "It was good, wasn't it?" She asked, licking her lips and in the process breaking the trail of spit that ran from my dick up to her mouth.

I had to be careful. I had to find exactly the right words to drive her mad with the desire to keep going, but not so extreme that she was offended. "It was good," I agreed. "Was that it, then?" I pretended boredom, disinterest - and that was the starting gun she needed, swooping down onto my dick like a woman possessed, my cock disappearing right down her throat. Her face bobbed up and down with increasing rapidity, saliva dribbling out of her mouth, her eyes leering up at me, her cheeks flushing with color as she bobbed. I got a real nice show, as she put intense force into it, twisting her head from side to side, her tongue slithering all along the underside of my cock...

She went all out, too. It didn't take too long for me to start coming inside her mouth, and as my cum sprayed into her mouth, she slurped and sucked and swallowed like crazy, her throat bobbing with each progressive little splatter of cum. She seemed hungry for it, like it was the tastiest thing in the world, like it was water and she was a woman wandering the desert. When I was entirely finished coming, she popped off with another wet noise, a look in her eyes that was overflowing with confidence. "There we go," she breathed, one hand reaching down for my cock, gently sliding up and down my length. "Completely satisfied, aren't you?"

"I'm still hard, so no," I told her. Her expression shifted at that, her gaze going down to my cock, a frown on her lips. She shifted her weight upward, teasing my dick with her wet pussy, no doubt anticipating exactly what would follow if she didn't keep control somehow.

"Just stay down there," she breathed out, doing her best to come off as seductive and husky rather than extremely sensitive and also rather sensitive about that fact. "I will blow your mind..." She informed me, swallowing my cock up with her wet sex, squeezing on my dick, her thighs clasping me from either side of my hips. Her breathing was erratic, her eyes wild as she worked me over like that, bouncing up and down, her gorgeous tits bouncing.

Her hands even went down for my own, lacing her fingers together with mine as she loomed over me, her full breasts bouncing with each movement of her hips, a lovely show to give me as she rode me.

I let her enjoy the dominant position for a while, relishing the pleasant tightness of her sex as she squeezed intermittently. Any time I got particularly close, I simply rewound my body so that I wasn't any longer, letting me drag it out right alongside her. She came after a few minutes of working me over, letting out a throaty moan, casting her head back, giving me quite the show as her silvery hair cascaded around her beautiful features. Every inch of her body was slick with sweat by that point, from the combined exertion of her earlier fellatio and now the riding me.

When her orgasm finished out, she turned her gaze down to me. "Did you, ah, come," she panted out, licking her lips ferociously as she leered down at me, that gorgeous body of hers on full display. I simply shook my head. "Ah. Next time, then," she said, starting to move atop me, a slow, grinding movement at first, but quickly returning to its earlier intensity. With me pinned beneath her, she should have had virtually complete control over the pace - and by extension, her own stimulation, shifting her hips this way and that to minimize the extent to which she was going to come, really doing her level best to drag an orgasm out of me.

Except I had all my little cheats. I felt a little bad for her, until I remembered she was a (currently) unrepentant villain who had, arguably, raped me earlier. So instead I twisted my hips and bucked up into her at just the right moment to make her come, letting out a squeal of pleasure. It was a delicious show, the way she shivered in ecstasy atop me, the way her breasts jiggled delightfully, and of course the expression of frustration on her face as she came so quickly, so easily. It had barely been a minute since her previous orgasm had finished up.

For a few minutes, I let her keep on pretending like she could hold me down. I mean, I made her come at least once a minute, enjoying the increasingly-stupid face she wore with each successive orgasm, and then she simply collapsed atop me, panting, after her sixth orgasm, her large breasts mashed against my chest pleasantly, her skin delightfully slick with sweat, sticking to me lewdly.

"Are you tired already?" I asked, pretending to be bored rather than excited with the possibilities posed by a more-tired Sorano.

"Nnnnuh-" she managed to get out before I had her flipped around on her back, me on top, and my cock immediately began pistoning in between her thighs, a little gurgle escaping her throat as my hard cock slammed its way deep inside her, finding all her weak points all over again. My hands gripped her thighs, twisting them up to get better access, her pussy squeezing on my dick, her eyelashes fluttering lewdly as she twisted beneath me. "I, cuh, can," she sputtered.

"Yeah, sure. You can come," I told her, indulging in a tiny bit of sadism. My sexual instincts told me it was the right move, not because she was a masochist like Erza or Ikaruga, but because it would drive her to go even crazier next time. This was a fun dance. The villainess, coming to my home to ravish and threaten me, then getting completely defeated by my hard cock. I definitely wanted to do it again and again. Over and over. And that's exactly what I resolved to do, as I pounded her tight pussy in that position, enjoying her pretty much non-stop orgasms, the ridiculous face she put on, the way her pussy squeezed and gripped my dick for dear life as drool dribbled down one cheek. "Come all you like, Sorano, my beautiful little angel," I told her, and she squealed in pleasure again, twisting around beneath me on the bed, her breasts bouncing vividly as she squeezed on my dick even further.

"I, uh," she sputtered incoherently, her pussy absolutely delicious on my cock. "Ahn," she moaned out, unable to even manage to speak, with how fast and hard the orgasms were coming for her.

I decided to start monologuing. "You know, since the Oracion Seis are broken up, and all that," I explained, grunting as I thrust inside her extra hard, making sure she couldn't talk, "you could live with me. They probably won't be looking for a member of a Dark Guild in my house, after all. We'd get to enjoy fucking every single day," I said, my tone such that it simultaneously emphasized how much fun that would be, and how she totally could manage to finally beat my cock if she stuck around long enough. (Spoilers: the only victories this sensitive girl was going to be earning were with her mouth, or else ones I gave her.) "Juvia won't mind if I tell her that you're my lover, so just come live with me. Stop being a criminal."

She didn't manage to make any coherent noises, but she limply nodded - that was the signal for me to come, and I bottomed out inside her, just letting it all out on her tight, extremely-sensitive pussy. I knew right then and there that I was going to love bullying this poor former villain. Her squeal was extremely loud that time, as she orgasmed right alongside me, her pussy squeezing and milking my dick dry.

As we finished off our respective orgasms and I laid down next to her, wrapping her in a hug, Konata stumbled into the room, looking groggy in a nightgown. "Be quieter when you're fucking!" She yelled at us, then hurled a pillow right at Sorano's face.

The villainess was too out of it other than accept the smack, simply panting and maybe giving the hint of an angry look at Konata as she slammed the door shut and stomped on back to her bedroom. I kept my arms wrapped tight around her, just in case.