Chapter 106: Take a picture of it for later use

Hentai

In a hentai crossover

"Mwah… Ahn…"

"Hmn… So cute…"

"Ahaha…"

Momonga practically felt his fleshy body's eyes being red and tired, as if he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep during the night.

Granted, the undead didn't need to sleep per say, but for some reason sleep had started to invigorate him as of late.

'When I first arrived here sleeping was just like laying still while wearing ten layers of clothes… Yet now… It feels restful…' Momonga tried to focus on something else than what he heard with his fleshy ears. '...I'm definitely merging more and more with this body, making it mine… I suppose it's not a bad thing, as long as I retain my 'health' and the regeneration I gained through the Scroll created by my Elder Lich…'

"Hn… Mwah… slurp…"

The sounds returned to Momonga's ears and he figured that he couldn't just ignore them anymore, so he opened his eyes slowly, doing his best to not do anything that could be taken the wrong way.

After all, Ravel and now her mother as well rightly believed that he was 'The Supreme Being', although they wrongly believed him to be some sort of malefic genius mastermind who had infernal plans upon plans, each more intricate than the next.

Meanwhile, in reality, Momonga was just trying to survive.

He had long since realized that he needed to take responsibility for what he had wrought, but the broken [Emotion Suppression] made him also realize the despair he had caused upon those he thought fondly of.

Or rather, those he loved.

'Haa… I've turned into a careless, sloppy affair…' The 'Overlord' part of Momonga despaired while Suzuki Satoru was still mesmerized by the change that had happened within his mental-scape- That was, the dryness had passed from the red-sanded plain, and it had started to mist.

From that mist came rain, and after rain, the previously-wilted sprout of green had grown to a spruce of a tree. The only living being in the plain, although after the rain… The red ground had started to crack. '...A sign of change… But is it for the better? Do I have a choice?'

He distracted himself by focusing on the original distraction, and turned his eyes towards the source of the sound.

"Mwah… Nhn…"

Momonga was quite unsure what to do about the sight of Lady Phenix and Ravel cuddling one another and kissing in a fleeting, tasting manner, and every now and then deepening the pecking kiss to a lewd, saliva-filled clash of tongues as if they were trying to devour one another's lips.

'Um… I didn't break Ravel or Lady Phenix last night… right? I still have some scrolls to cure insanity, but…' Momonga sweated bullets, and then froze a bit as the two turned towards him.

Ravel and Lady Phenix beckoned for him to come to them, while Lady Phenix opened her legs wide and Ravel reached to rub between them a bit while turning towards him and sitting on her mother's thigh, resting the back of her head between her mother's breasts, displaying them proudly to Momonga.

The part of Momonga that was Suzuki Satoru noted subconsciously that the pair of breasts on the woman was something to be proud of, as he knew by feel that the breasts were both soft and supple, springy despite their weight instead of soggy, unaffected from the strain of having breast-fed her children in the past, and even a single one of them was larger than Ravel's head.

Then he realized just what he was thinking about, and managed to keep his horror from showing on his face with a herculean effort.

Ravel must have noticed the look Momonga gave her mother's breasts, and she looked like she was on top of her world, while Lady Phenix was positively glowing and reached to fondle her own breast and thrust her hips a bit in an invitation for him to come and mount her again.

Momonga noted that Lady Phenix had quite an interesting expression on her face. Which was to say, that she looked like she was absolutely, disturbingly, horrifyingly… horny.

Momonga realized that he had only one option remaining. Which was to say…

"You've done well, Ravel, my lady." Momonga decreed. "Rest now. We'll continue from here, come night." '[Silent Magic: Teleport]'

He ran away.

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Ravel collapsed in relief. She felt as Lady Phenix went limp behind her as well, as if a heavy weight was taken from her shoulders and she could allow her body to relax a bit.

"This… Is this what our life is from now on?" Lady Phenix's voice was stressed, tired and mumbly.

Ravel nodded shakily.

While Ravel shook from joy and fear, Lady Phenix clearly shook from guilt, fear… and partly from pleasure. Ravel could tell that while she hesitated throwing herself to 'Momon', likely in order to cherish the memory of her husband, the woman's pleasure last night had been genuine. At least after the first three hours or so, after the hesitation was purged from Lady Phenix's body and the frustration she had suppressed during her ten year long dry-spell was allowed to surface..

'Kukuku… Mom can't take pleasure from any other man after that night… Her mind might still remember her past, but her body can't…' Ravel reached to stroke her mother's stomach in a fond way, feeling sick pleasure from the fact the woman shivered in a lustful way from the touch. "Yes, mom…"

The mother and daughter had been kissing and cuddling for the rest of night, partially in their crazed, insane lust-daze, and partially to please the perverted, malicious lord of terror in their bed who had gone to sleep after he had emptied himself into the pair and seen that they had almost lost conciousness as a result, both the mother and the daughter ending up as cross-eyed, dumb-looking animals who could only let out lustful moans and panting breaths instead of normal speech.

Yet, both Ravel and Lady Phenix knew that the moment the kisses and the fondling stopped, so would the pulses, and had done their best to ensure the Dark Lord was satisfied before that could happen- And the fact he had allowed them to live afterwards was a sign that they had succeeded even though their bodies had almost given up on life as a result.

And now, as the morning came, they were given the permission to rest. Granted, devils were invigorated by night and skipping a few night's rest was of little issue for the most, but the horror and trauma of the previous day had tired both of them out to the point where neither could think straight.

When that was added to the whole night of kissing, nibbling and fondling, and to the psychological trauma of being a mother and a daughter engaging in such an act, Ravel didn't so much go to sleep when the dark lord permitted it, as she collapsed entirely when she was allowed to do so.

"Mom… It's alright now… we've passed the test…" Ravel mumbled sleepily into her mothers breasts while her mother stroked her head. "It's going to be… alright… I love you so much…"

"I love you too, Ravel…" Lady Phenix's body was limp and she mumbled in a sleepy manner, before her body lost strength utterly and her breathing turned to serene, calm motion.

Ravel pulled a blanket over the pair, snuggled against the pair of soft pillows that slowly rose and fell, entwined her legs with Lady Phenix's and tied her arms around the woman who did the same to her.

And so the tightly-hugging pair slept peacefully, even as the sun rose to Underworld's sky.

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Meanwhile the black hole in the sky of the Human World had gathered a large accretion disk, and had broken much of Venus's mass into dust that would gradually fall into the celestial object, while most of it would be turning to light and energy by means of accretion.

Thus a new day was given birth, cloaked in pale light.

The nations of the Human World were in chaos, but from chaos rose order as the initial shock passed, and contingency plans were altered. Weapons were distributed. Systems were put in place. Martial laws were enacted.

After all, Humanity had not become the de-facto rulers of their world by power, claws, or strength, but rather from their adaptability and intelligence. And now, they had a physical enemy they could fight with sword and gun, as opposed to the snuffing of the sun against which they were powerless.

And so, they adapted their tactics, and applied what they learned from their enemy to their strategies.

A pack of werewolves charged forwards in a blood-drunk daze, and were blown back as a battle tank unloaded it's main gun, loaded with canister shot, to the center of the pack.

The man-wolves stood up and regenerated, but a hastily-manufactured high-explosive white phosphor and silver warhead shredded the pack and set them aflame.

A series of napalm airstrikes purged the streets of zombies in the areas that had been affected by the sudden plagues, leaving burning towns and cities in their wake. Yet those cities had already been lost, with the people and few survivors being written off as casualties.

The loss of an American aircraft supercarrier and it's accompanying fleet in the pacific sea was investigated through satellites, and a 'dark zone' was marked to the maps, from the center of pacific to shore of Japan, and naval traffic was warned not to cross it.

The zone was traced to a city of Kuoh in Japan, and the nations of the world which could do so turned their eyes to the island-country which now stretched to one direction with inky darkness, and to another with a shimmering rift that caused madness upon anyone gazing directly at it.

The Japanese government was as baffled as others on what had happened on their soil, and had sent scouts and then the army to the city to find out just what was going on… And had found only an empty, broken city.

A city that had seemingly gone forwards and backwards in time, a city that had been scarred by bizzare conflict that made no sense- Broken longboats littered the shore as if they had come from ancient lore, the buildings had been toppled and shattered, and even the very ground was broken and unnatural.

Only one location was even vaguely intact, which was an oddly preserved area in the outskirts of the city, housing only a partially broken manor that city records showed had belonged to one named 'Momon Phenix'.

Other than that, the city was completely devoid of life.

That was, until a massive angel with eight wings appeared in front of the mixed American-Japanese investigative strike team upon them reaching the oddly intact location amidst the chaos.

A few surprised and frightened pot-shots from the team's small arms impacted against the angel, yet didn't damage it to a significant degree. And all the while the armored, war-formed angel was motionless and non threatening.

And then it spoke.

"Be not afraid, for I speak the words of the Lord…"

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"And that's the last of them, right?" The maid who had numbered herself 'Three' lifted a delirious devil up by her partially shredded shirt, and put her to a cart which collected the no-longer-dead and would bring them to the 'chapel of the true god'.

The devil in question let out a faint 'eh' sound before the cart was carried off by a maid self-titled as 'Four', leaving just the five Cherubim Gatekeepers alone with the Dominion Authority their master had summoned in the Underworld.

"It is so. With this, all of the fallen warriors of His side have been resurrected. What shall we do about the heretics and the lost?" The Dominion Authority pointed it's flanged mace at the pile of random dead Fallen, humans, devils, random chunks of meat, and whatnot who had been present in Kuoh, but hadn't been found in the grounds where the followers of True God had fallen.

'One' scrunched her face, as did the other Cherubims. "Master did order us to resurrect those who died… Does anyone know why they died?"

"That I do not know, senpai" The massive angel responded. "Yet, does it matter?"

"I suppose not… We can just kill them if the Master doesn't approve of them, or if they are enemies and they don't approve of the Master." 'One' sighed and the angels went to resurrect the pile of stragglers.

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Roughly five minutes later the group of devil spies that Sirzechs Lucifer had sent to Kuoh in order to keep an eye on Momon Phenix, and had later been killed by Freed Sellzen, stood up in absolute confusion.

Three minutes passed, and four Fallen Angels sat up in abject confusion as well.

Two minutes after that, Freed Sellzen stood up as well.

"What the fuck?" The priest in question was quite… surprised.

"You've been resurrected by the grace of True God, your faith is-" The Dominion Authority began.

"Fuck that guy, I'm not with the church. Wait, who are you?- Wait!"

The ground shook a bit as Freed Sellzen was returned to the ground with a massive crater formed by an instant pole mace-strike.

Dominion Authority lifted it's mace from the space where the 'priest' had been a second ago, leaving a small wet stain behind and burying the priest-turned-again-into-minced meat into the ground with a single strike.

The devils who had been killed by Freed and now freed of him once again fell to their knees in an instant.

Meanwhile…

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"W-what the fuck was that?!" A small blonde girl with frilly gothic lolita-style clothes shivered like pudding while she sat on the ground, and watched as Freed was turned into meat paste with a single strike.

"Calm down Mittelt! This… I don't know what this is, but…" Kalawarna replied although the Fallen Angel clad in a dress suit that was two sizes too small for her considerable bust looked equally shaken.

Dohnaseek, a creepy Fallen Angel man in a trench coat, tipped his fedora a bit down to hide his own terror as he must have not only seen Freed's sudden death, but also the fact that a eight-winged angel was in front of them. And not just a regular angel either, by the looks of it, but a war-angel created solely for destruction, the kind of which hadn't been seen since the last biblical war.

Lastly, Raynare felt as if her head was about to burst open with questions. 'What is this? Where is this? Last I remember… I was trying to grab that nun's… Asia's [Twilight Healing], but that twerp, Issei, grabbed me and pummeled me with that damned Sacred Gear of his… and then betrayed me after I pleaded for him to stop that Gremory bitch from killing me… Wait…'

She reached to pat herself. 'I'm alive? I'm alive! I'm alive!'

"Greetings, fellow angels. Rejoice, for the True God has given thee his mercy through a vessel that is I." The massive angel glid over to address the four Fallen Angels, and the four of them froze utterly still- Any arrogance they might have had having evaporated the moment they saw Freed get absolutely destroyed like a bug getting crushed by a tank.

"A-awawa…" Raynare glanced to the side to note that Mittet had gone for her usual 'scared and cute young goth girl' approach, while Kalawaaner was frozen utterly still as if the 'Business lewd'-dressing Fallen's mind couldn't really comprehend what she was seeing, and Dohnaseek, as usual, was slowly edging his fingers towards the pocket of his trench coat.

Moreover, Dohnaseek was starting to foam from the corners of his mouth, and it looked like the man had gone into his 'happy place' from fear- That was, into a 'kill all things' mode.

Raynare was fairly sure what'd happen if the idiot battle-maniac went toe-to-toe with the massive angel, and…

"We'll see! Defend yourse- htn!" Dohnaseek lunged out for a stab with a light-spear he created with one hand and shot at the eight-winged angel with a human-made pistol that had been loaded with bullets made from devil-defiled human bone, a unholy anti-angel weapon.

The angel ignored the light-spear, and the bullet bounced off it's armor.

In return, Dohnaseek turned into a smear on the ground alongside a similar crater that Freed had left behind.

The massive angel seemed to be utterly confused as to the two man's behavior, but seemed to compose itself with a shrug of its shoulders, and then turned towards Raynare.

Raynare promptly lost control over her bladder.

The massive armored angel coughed into it's gauntleted fist, or at least moved it's shoulders a bit after moving the gauntlet in front of where a humanoid form's head should be. After all, the angel's 'face' was a burning circle with a cross in the center, which made it somewhat difficult to read it's emotions from its face.

"Regardless, I welcome thee, fellow angels, into True God's fold. Rejoice, for your souls are lost in the dark no more, for He has taken them to his embrace, and in turn, given you freedom from uncertainty and death. Follow his dogma with pride and dedication, and you will be rewarded. Stray from His path, and find damnation eternal and instant death. Know that eternal life, resurrection from death, prosperity, virility and health are all within his grasp to give, and torment, death, infinite blue balls and pain are his punishment for those who defy Him. Amen." The angel seemed to finish a spiel it had spoken out a thousand times before.

"Ahem, and since there were some… uncertainties… regarding your resurrections, I'd like to invite you to meet our glorious master in person. As soon as he has time to address lowly creations such as us." A maid below the massive angel curtsied a bit towards the group of devils and four Fallen. The tone of her voice left no room to guess if the words were a suggestion or an order. "Follow me."

Raynare stood up on shaky legs. 'No- No way… God- ow- has returned? This… Azazel-sama… Please be safe…'

She felt dread, even more potent than when she had realized that she had failed to seduce Issei in the last few seconds before her death, before Rias Gremory had killed her.

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'I'm so screwed, I'm so screwed… No, not that phrase, that's… I mean I'm fucked up- No, not that either, Gah, I've become a pervert, for real, this can't be it… I'm sorry, mother, I've…' Momonga wobbled back and forth while he sat on a shover-stool in a shower where he had teleported to.

He had picked a random bathroom in the Phenix castle-mansion as his target, and had a faint idea on the layout of the building, so he had chosen one of the vacant 'Peerage quarters' in an attempt to not embarrass himself in his own eyes any further. Luckily enough all the bathrooms in the castle-mansion were king-sized and had showers, towel- and-bathrobe closets, bath-tubs, and enough space to be an apartment by itself, so Momonga had ample space to aim for instead of teleporting into a wall or something.

Moreover, he had a feeling Ravel and her mother would follow him to the bathroom if he just excused himself normally and walked off, or if he teleported to his bathroom as the pair likely use it in the coming moments- And right now, seeing the consequences of his own actions was just too much for his unsuppressed mind.

Even the fact that Lady Phenix and Ravel loved each other in such a deep manner, if one ignored the physical activities of the past hours, was causing Momonga to remember what he had lost due to Rossweisse's betrayal and the loss of his own child was brought to the forefront of his mind.

"Haa…" Momonga reached to pour more soap on his head and gave his host body's hair a good rub in an attempt to distract himself. '...I keep thinking of this body as a 'host'... But it is part of me. I'm not Issei, but his body… It's no cosmetic, this is no game… It's part of me.'

"Oh my?" A female voice caused Momonga's head-rubbing to pause, and then his entire body freeze a bit as he practically felt someone move behind him.

His caution and paranoia were urging him to turn and find out who was in the room with him, and his japanese sensibilities were urging him to not look as the voice had sounded feminine and he had barged into their bathroom uninvited.

"Ah, it seems that I've- Eh?" Momonga felt as a pair of hands reached for his back, and rubbed it a bit. "Ahem, I mean, I've…"

"I must confess I am somewhat surprised. And it seems that the centuries I've spent upon soil that is nowadays known as 'Japan' has ingrained some cultural habits into me." A somehow familiar voice came from behind him and he felt that the hands on his back had produced a sponge from somewhere. "It seems that I'm a bit familiar with outdated concepts like 'sneaking into an unmarried woman's room at night', and 'washing each other's back'... I hope you don't mind if I indulge in some old-fashioned habits?"

"Ah, Yasaka-sama? I truly apologize, I intended to, um, find an empty room because, erhm…" Momonga realized who was washing his back and blushed to the hairline. "I hope that this does not become a diplomatic incident between…"

"Please, Momon-sama, I still owe you a great debt of gratitude for bringing my Kunou back to me." Yasaka leaned close to his ear and whispered, as if to remind him. "Besides, it is I who should ask you to forgive me for indulging in some old habits, ohoho…"

'E-erm…' The part of him that was Suzuki Satoru very faintly remembered that old legends of Japan had such things in their culture, but by the time of Neo-Japan, those kinds of things had become utterly alien.

Not only because 'sneaking into a unmarried woman's quarters' usually ended up badly for one or both of the participants due to automated security and personal security services, as well as due the fact that such 'sneaking' needed a corporate approval as potential maternity leaves that could result from the intercourse could mess up work schedules, and such 'sexual acts' in reality required corporate approval.

Meanwhile the whole concept of 'washing another's back was something that Suzuki hadn't really ever experienced due to him being single in Neo-Japan, and more importantly due the widespread of affordable laser and ozone-based cleaning solutions that were the only really affordable means of cleaning oneself didn't really work with hand-washing, and clean water was both precious and prized by the liter.

Momonga realized that his thoughts were getting scattered as the soft rubbing of his back caused his head to turn vacant from the pleasant and relaxing feeling, and both actions were quite unwise when he realized that since Yasaka was a leader of her own faction, she'd possibly be roughly on par with the Maous in terms of strength and could fight Momonga toe-to-toe even despite his increase in levels.

"Ahem, I don't mean to insult, but… Um… You have a husband, correct? I mean, Kunou-san is your daughter, so by deduction…" Momonga realized that he had walked into a trap- Yasaka could use the whole 'Momon barging into a married woman's quarters and took advantage of her' as blackmail material against him. When he combined that with her being the leader of her faction, and Momonga needing to consider not only himself and his public image… 'Not good, really not good…'

His stress peaked once more, and he started to find solutions even from the most desperate places. 'Er, unless… This is a really bad plan, but… Peroroncino blabbered on about a 'milf cheating netorare plotline' in one of his eroges during one of the raids… Until he was muted from group chat anyway… That way… Umu… That way… My only option… Is to do something despicable… This ero-world…'

He realized that the only way for him to not get blackmailed by his mistake would be to make the scene into something that he could use to blackmail Yasaka into not speaking of it to Kunou or her husband.

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"Oho? I've divorced from my husband due to… issues… So please don't worry about that." Yasaka realized that she should have probably clarified that first, as it did explain the odd stiffness Momon had on his posture and words. And at the same time it caused her a bit of relief- That he wouldn't touch a married woman out of concern for her family. 'Hm, I knew he was a gentle sort, but to find honor among devils… Or, in his case, I probably shouldn't be surprised since He was only infiltrating their ranks to make them ease up to His rule as the 'True God' of three factions… Heh, I might fall for him for real. He'll help me take care of Kunou, pamper me when I need it, and I'll take care of all the coldly logical things like trade deals… Then again, he is supposedly the amnesiac god from back then… Ohoho, and since he wields so much power over multiple factions, I'll have so much easier time haggling… 'Do this or you'll displease Momon' or something like that… Ohohoho…'

Yasaka felt that the 'man' was still quite reserved so she put the sponge down which she had used to rub Momon's back, and instead leaned in to rub it with her breasts instead.

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'E-eh? She's divorced? But… Ah. She might be lying. Of course. I've heard that foxes are sly, but she's seriously crafty… After all, it doesn't really matter if I think that she doesn't have a husband, all that matters is that she accuses me and has proof. Moreover Kunou seemed to have confused me to be her father, which means that he and I look the same or she was so stressed-out after the resurrection that she mistook me…' Momonga realized that Yasaka was even more cunning than he figured out from the brief conversations he'd had with her. 'In other words, since the damage is already done, I need to double-down on it. Haa… Netorare-quest is a go… I am seriously turning into Peroroncino…'

"It would be a shame if something happened here, then." Momonga turned around and… A pair of massive breasts squished on his face instead of his back. On quick glance the mammaries exceeded even Lady Phenix's to the point he wondered if the woman's back was made of steel instead of bone. 'Eh?'

"Indeed, quite…" The woman practically purred, causing Momonga's internal klaxons to sound out in alarm.

'Crap! She planned for it! I need to be more decisive… Dammit! Peroroncino-class ero-knowledge is a go! Arm warheads! Prepare birth control… dammit, I don't actually have any of that…' Momonga felt his mind fracture a bit once more from the thoughts that ran through his mind, but pressed the attack by knocking the woman down and claiming her lips.

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'My, he's assertive… Then again, he must have planned for this since he appeared in my bathroom… Since these quarters were loaned to me by his servants, he'd know precisely where I was… I wonder if that stalker from yesterday, in front of his quarters, managed to decipher what I was going for- Ah. Of course. Lady Phenix. She must have told him what I was planning on, and had Momon ambush me in turn… Interesting tactic from that woman, I'm not sure she's trying to help me or hinder me…' Yasaka was quite surprised by Momon's assertiveness after the awkward start, but nonetheless went along as the unfolding events did more or less match what she had laid out at the start. 'Hm… He's not a bad kisser… I might get used to this… I didn't get a chance to interrogate the tengus for herbs, but I saw his rampage yesterday… He can't be too 'backed up' right now…'

"Kyah!" Yasaka didn't manage to hold her tongue as Momon reached to fondle one of her breasts while keeping up the kiss and pulled her bathrobe off with the other hand. "Momon-sama! You're assertive…"

"Didn't you mention something about 'visiting a woman's bedroom' and 'old habits' just now?" Momon whispered to her ear, causing Yasaka to shiver a bit, although this time out of her own will to reinforce the face she had decided to put up.

'My, he bought that… All is fair in love and war, Momon-sama… This is for the sake of my people… ohoho… You're cute.' Yasaka giggled a bit. "My, thank you for indulging this old fox, Momon-sama."

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'Erk… I can't blackmail her like this… I should have trained with Yubelluna on the art of teasing, or something…' Momonga realized that he might be utterly outmatched, but felt that pulling out at that point might be too late already so he had to go for a 'sink or swim' approach. Metaphorically speaking, as his 'Momon jr' was still outside the woman, although it was raring to go. '...I overdosed on those potions really hard yesterday so they might still affect me… I wonder if I should try using Yasaka's daughter as blackmail as well… I should keep that as a last resort though, since… I really don't want to do something like that… After my child… After what I did to Lady Phenix…'

He shook off his mounting despair by hoisting Yasaka and himself up from the bathroom floor and pushed her against the tiled wall of the shower so that the stream of water hit them both.

"Mwah… Oh my, I wanted to go for a shower, but I certainly did not expect to take one like this…" Yasaka commented as she lifted one of her legs to Momonga's side and hugged his head against her massive chest, and decided to push her advantage with a probing question, likely to probe Momonga's thoughts into her follow-up. "Mh… Momon-sama seems to know how to touch a woman. Do you happen to have a lover?"

'I'm fairly certain she would know about my fiancees, and wife, and so on... While it's not like she's a close affiliate of the Underworld, there's no way that the Underworld's happenings don't concern her and noble weddings are often the topic of rumors...' Momonga realized that he had to play innocent in order to dodge the question so that the woman couldn't use it as a follow up. 'Is she trying to seduce me? This... Oh... An attack on two fronts- Both to gather blackmail and to try and seduce me. This fox is seriously crafty...'

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"I… Ahe… Mbhg…" Momon's voice was mumbly and the mumble caused all sorts of vibrations in Yasaka's breasts alongside tasting licks and sucking, making them ache as the old itch returned after so many years, alongside breast-milk starting to come from her nipples.

"Ahn… You can be rougher, Momon-sama, this old fox won't break…" Yasaka urged out of instinct as her own urges popped to the surface, before she remembered what kind of 'action' Momon could get to if he was allowed to go full-force. 'Um… I'm fairly sure that his wife was into choking based on her expression… But surely it's not the other way around, that she developed that fetish because of Momon?'

Yasaka managed to finish the thought before a rod was placed against her lower lips, and breath left her lungs, alongside her eyes rolling up for a second and a good deal of spit coughing out from her mouth as she felt Momon shove his rod all the way in, pushing the roof of her womb against her guts in one fell strike.

'...-Guh…' Yasaka realized that the kissing, boob-nibbling and stroking had caused her body to heat up a bit and her lower lips to become moist, allowing the monster-sized meat to enter her without tearing anything.

"It'd be a terrible shame if your husband knew…" Momon mumbled to Yasaka's ear as she shivered a bit for real from the after-impact of such a deep penetration.

Her body clenched out of instinct before she realized that Momon was teasing her. 'I've told him that I divorced my previous husband… Either he thinks I'm lying, or he's going for a cheating-play, or is trying to figure out if I'm actually lying… And two of those possibilities suggest that he really doesn't know if I'm a single mother or not and is trying to get me to slip. Ohoho? So he's actually a bit cunning under that 'strong gentle goody-two-shoes' appearance… Not bad, not bad at all…'

Nonetheless, the amount of scheming Yasaka could manage was somewhat restricted by the fact that her guts were getting rearranged by the foreign invader, and her breasts were practically on fire and were leaking milk which mixed with the water from the shower.

"-Hah! Ahn! Hnah! K-kyan!" Yasaka realized that her voice was echoing in the shower, and that she had failed to keep her voice down while she was scheming, likely due to the fact that her body was getting slammed against the bathroom wall with each thrust and she was loving it. '...Ha- haha… Not bad… If… If you were just some random nobody… I'd bring you home with me… and… I might still do that… But instead I'll come to your home… Anh… Yes… that… That scratches the itch… Nh…'

Yasaka leaned into the lustful kiss that Momon gave her while he was fondling and squeezing her breasts, causing spurts of breast-milk to flow down her body.

A creaking sound came from somewhere nearby and Yasaka's eyes widened in sudden realization that she had forgotten something critical. "W-wait, I… ahn! I need to… Kyan!"

"Mommy? Where are you? Are you in the shower?" A faint and a bit scared voice of a young girl came from somewhere outside the bathroom, causing Yasaka to freeze up and her body to clench hard.

It seemed that Momon noticed it, but instead of pulling out and making himself more presentable to avoid embarrassment, he instead leaned harder against Yasaka and began thrusting faster and harder.

"N-ngh! Ah! N- Ngha!" Yasaka tried to push Momon away, but failed as she realized that Momon was surprisingly strong, which in retrospect wasn't that big of a surprise. "Momon, Kunou is- Ghuh…"

A thrust drove the rod balls-deep into her and caused her to become cross-eyed for a brief second while her vision turned white, but she got herself under control after a brief moment of spasming out.

"Mom?! I heard a sound… Are you alright?!"

Kunou's scared voice tore at Yasaka's heart, and she wanted to go to Kunou's side. She even contemplated throwing fox-fire at Momon to pry him off, but realized that all her plans for getting into Momon's good graces for the sake of her people and Kunou's future would be effectively torpedoed the moment she struck at Momon.

"We- S-she's coming here, I can't let her… see us like this-" Yasaka got the words out between kisses that felt like they were rearranging her tonsils and making her tongue shiver from excitement and fear of getting found by Kunou mid-act.

"I have a solution." Momon whispered to her, and before Yasaka realized it, he had pulled out of her in a swift motion that caused her legs to quiver, and she had been pushed to a bathrobe-closet.

Just in time for the door to the bathroom to open.

"M-mommy? Are you here? Are you alright?" The voice of a young girl echoed a bit in the king-sized bathroom, causing Yasaka's heart to quiver… Before her body quivered as Momon had gone behind her and put the rod against her lower lips.

"No, not now, she'll… Ngh…" Yasaka half-thought half-whispered as the rod pushed itself slowly into her body from behind, causing her legs to quiver and her breasts to squish against the closet's doors.

"G-ghuh…" She slapped her hands on her mouth as the first proper thrust came and almost slammed her abdomen against the closet's door from the force of the motion, and from the bulge that the meat caused to her lower body. "S-she'll hear, S-stop- ngh…"

"You're into this, aren't you…" Momon whispered into her ear from behind. "...Imagine if Kunou found out her mother is a pervert…"

'N-no! That… Kunou… I've…' Yasaka felt her body clench up hard from the thought.

"I figured as much… You became so tight just now… Hm… Perhaps you are a pervert in reality, a lewd fox pretending to be a prim and proper leader… a lewd fox instead of a prim and proper mother…" The voice continued, which when combined with the situation, caused Yasaka's body to quiver.

'That! That cannot be… Ahn!' Yasaka tightened her hold on her mouth as she realized she almost let out a loud, a lewd moan from getting mounted from behind while her sensibilities were thrown into question. 'Momon's more dangerous than I thought… Ah… I can't believe it… He'd use Kunou… To turn me on… and that it'd turn me on this hard…'

Unfortunately the fact her hands were occupied by her mouth allowed Momon to reach from behind her and start stroking her stomach in a possessive motion and begin squeezing and milking her breasts, causing jets of milk to splash against the closet's door while her body felt like jelly from the pleasure that threatened to make her mind blank out.

"Mommy? Are you hiding? Are we playing hide-and-go-seek?" Kunou's shivering was clear from her voice, and it was clear to Yasaka that she was trying to hide her fear from her voice.

'I… I can't…'

"What… Is that milk?" A pair of footsteps came from just outside the closet and Yasaka realized that the breast-milk must have started to spill out from the gap under the closet, making Kunou suspicious.

The doors to the closet rumbled a bit and Yasaka latched desperately into the doors from her side, keeping it closed despite Kunou trying to open it.

"Ah, you f-found me!" Yasaka tried to make her voice sound normal and cheerful despite the hiccup from a full-force thrust slamming her breasts against the door and lifting her legs off the closet's floor for a brief moment. "Y-You waaaant… Wanted to play so I figured… hide and seeeexxx… seek would be soooo gooooooooooddddd… good for us…"

"M-mom? You're in there? Is everything alright? You sound… Weird…" Kunou's voice turned from frightened to a bit reassured if confused.

"Everything alright, I'm just a bit fucked- Tired! I'm a bit tired!" Yasaka realized that she was starting to let out obscene sounds and realized that Momon had actually planned to put Yasaka into a trap she was in- If she let go of the closet's doors to cover her mouth, Kunou could open them. And if she kept the closet doors closed, she'd have no physical way of keeping her moans in check.

"NGh!" Yasaka felt her vision going white for a moment as the combination of excitement, fear of being found out, and from the outright wild mounting from behind that caused her legs to shiver, her breasts to slam against he doors of the closet, and her vision turn cross-eyed from the force of her orgasm. 'I haven't cum… for years… And Momon… This is bad, I'll get addicted at this rate… I have to act fast or it'll be my decisive defeat…'

The thought of getting dominated, however, caused her instinct from the ancient times from when she was but a female fox to resurface, and caused her almost animalistic surge of pleasure that outright overwrote her senses.

And when that was combined with one more powerful thrust…

"NGUAAHHHH!" Yasaka's body spasmed upright and crashed against Momon, all the while her eyes rolled up and her body quivered like pudding as her abdomen was filled to the brim and then some with thick ropes of baby-cream.

The doors to the closet slammed open, causing Kunou to fall to her butt and she looked up in surprise and confusion… And the massive meat sprang out of Yasaka as she spasmed out in her double-tap orgasm, sending thick jets of cum to splash against Kunou's face and body as the meat pointed directly at her.

Yasaka realized that she must be a outright sloppy sight, with white stuff flowing from between her legs, mixing with rivers of her own nectar, and her face was likely stuck to a outright lewd expression all the while her breasts were flowing with milk and her body was spasming from the after-shocks of her orgasm.

Kunou was frozen still while staring at the state of her mother, clearly confused and trying to figure out what had happened while the thick white stuff was oozing down her face and to her lap. 'No… Kunou… Look away… I've become… Unfitting to be a mother… I'm sorry…'

"Aha… Ahahaha! I'm so glad! Daddy and mommy have made up! And then made out! And I'll get a sister! Or a brother! Can I name him or her? Ahahaha! This was the best hide-and-seek ever! I wuv you mommy, daddy!" Kunou's expression brightened suddenly, as if she put together pieces of a puzzle and got a picture out of it.

Yasaka tried to control her body to do something other than to let out a small moan and twitch as Kunou shot up and hugged her and Momon's waists, ignoring that she became covered in milk and Yasaka's love juices in the process.

"Ah… There, there…" Momon reached past Yasaka to pat the small kitsune in the head, causing her to purr adorably despite the fact she had a thick splatter of white stuff on her face.

'Um…' Yasaka felt her head spin a bit. '...I'll just… Eh… This… This happened? Is this my victory?'

"Listen, um, I'll get back to you two in a bit. Umu, Kunou-san-"

"Call me Kunou-chan! Daddy is super formal…"

"Yes, umu, Kunou-chan, can you look after mommy? I… I have some official stuff to take care of, and-"

"No! Daddy! Daddy can't leave or… Or I'll be sad, and mommy will cry!"

"U-umu, d-don't worry, I'll return and we'll see each other today. And there's no way I'd let my d-dear da-daughter cry… Can I ask you to look after mommy?" It seemed as if something was affecting Momon quite hard as his voice turned a bit thick at the end, and he reached to pat Kunou again.

The man was behind Yasaka, however, and she couldn't really control her body so she couldn't take a look at his expression. Kunou, however, could look past Yasaka and must have seen something as she nodded resolutely.

"You've got it! I'll take care of mommy until daddy comes back! Definitely! So daddy doesn't need to cry!"

"...Thanks, Kunou-chan." The voice was a bit thick again, making Yasaka wonder if…

Yasaka stumbled a bit and Kunou caught her as Momon disappeared into thin air. Or rather, Kunou fell alongside Yasaka, and managed to leverage her power as Kitsune to make the landing a bit softer.

"Don't cry, mommy! Daddy will come back! He swore, and even cried a bit, so it's a certainty!" Kunou hugged Yasaka and wiggled under the older kitsune's weight.

'He was crying?' Yasaka's eyes widened as she realized another avenue of attack- And hesitated hard as it'd involve using Kunou to directly affect Momon. 'Ah… Of course. If the Heavens factions said that Momon is Him, and if I read that book right… Ah… Yes, the child of His… The one murdered by humans in the some two thousand years ago… I suppose Kunou's words might have struck an old wound…'

While she hesitated using Kunou in such a way… She realized that it'd be a good test of Momon's capability as a father- Even though her belief on it had taken a severe hit due to his decision to keep up with the act even though there was a chance that Kunou could find them. But she realized that it'd be a bit hypocritical of her to push all the blame on Momon, as she hadn't really objected to the 'closet-action' either since she could have just slapped Momon and pushed him away in more forceful way than the half-hearted shove she had attempted. '...Ha… I tried to seduce him, and he defeated me so easily… but all it took to get to him was one word, spoken by a child… 'daddy'... Yet…'

She realized that if she used that word as a weapon against him… '...I'll truly be a despicable woman… But for the sake of my people… For Kunou's future… Then again, he used Kunou's presence to make me cum... I'll…'

While Yasaka was having an internal debate she didn't even notice as Kunou reached her tongue out to lick some of the white stuff stuck to the smaller kitsune's face, followed by blinking a bit before starting to scoop some of the white stuff with her fingers and putting it in her mouth as if it was yogurt.

However, she did notice when Kunou spoke out.

"Daddy's milk tastes weird"

"EEEEH?!"