Interruption
FWOOSH FWOOSH FWOOSH
Teleporting to the far end of the Abyssal Maw's largest beach, Vahn found Yamato swinging her oversized studded club with tremendous force in the direction of the sea, each relaxed but air-tearing swing producing a vortex of wind pressure that split the water's surface for several tens of meters.
"Hmmm...?"
Though Vahn didn't call out to her, Yamato paused in the follow-through of one of her swings, her nose twitching briefly before she turned around and smiled broadly, remarking, "You're early," while shouldering her nearly 600kg kanabo as if it weighed nothing.
"But still later than you..." responded Vahn, approaching Yamato without increasing his height. As he did, the inordinately tall woman produced a custom-made sloped cushion with a cushioned wedge, allowing her to sit comfortably in seiza as he extended his right hand to caress her head.
"Your hand is as comfortable as ever," remarked Yamato, eyes closed and a broad smile adorning her face. The first time Vahn caressed her head, it was super embarrassing. Now, so long as they were alone, she had come to expect and relish it...
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Demonstrating the reason for his diminutive height, Vahn was seated between Yamato's long and thick legs, her well-trained arms wrapped around him, voluminous breasts pressing against his back, and her chin resting atop his head as she regaled him of her previous day's adventure before wistfully remarking, "This experience has been like a dream...and to think, there are still ninety-nine days remaining..."
"Have you thought about what you'll do once you return?" asked Vahn, sporting a contented smile as, while he enjoyed holding others, being held was very pleasant.
"Mmn...I've been discussing the matter with Venelana-sama, Rias-sama, and many others affiliated with the Dragon's Pavilion..." affirmed Yamato, unabashedly nuzzling and sniffing the top of Vahn's head as she revealed, "First and foremost...I intend to take Shogun Orochi's heads myself. After that, I will traverse and assist with the restoration of Wano as its Guardian Deity..."
"That's marginally better than inserting yourself into the role of Kouzuki Oden..." affirmed Vahn. "However, you must remember that your father's sins are not yours. Bringing Orochi's tyranny to an end is a noble course, but dedicating or sacrificing your future to make amends for the actions of another is the opposite of living freely..."
"Indeed. You're not the first to speak such words to me..." stated Yamato. "But I've spent the past eighteen years wishing I could ease the suffering of the people of Wano and restore the nation to its former glory. I will not betray my past self or the yearning that has been burning inside me for all these years..."
"If that's what you've decided, I have nothing else to say on the matter..." conceded Vahn, his words trailing into silence. There was a considerable amount of evidence to show that Yamato's feelings toward the people of Wano were the result of her Devil Fruit, the Inu Inu no Mi, Model: Okuchi no Makami, a Mythical Zoan regarded as the 'Guardian Deity of the Wano Country.' All Devil Fruits carried echoes of their past consumers' will, and since she had inadvertantly consumed her fruit at a young age, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that Yamato's character and will had been shaped by its consumption, much like Luffy's...
"You have my gratitude," stated Yamato, her right hand, which was nearly thirty centimeters from palm to the tip of her middle finger, coming to rest on Vahn's abdomen, practically covering it as she added, "But there's only so much I can accomplish on my own. I will require your and the Dragon's Pavilion's support if I am to help as many people as possible..."
"And you'll have it every step of the way..." affirmed Vahn, his brows rising as Yamato entrusted the full weight of her head onto his and caressed his stomach. She had been spending time and training with Yasaka to master fighting in her fox-like Zoan form, but he figured it would be at least a few months before they moved past skinship. Her ostensibly trying to seduce him was a surprise but not unwelcome...
"And I will correspondingly do everything in my power to be of use to you and the Dragon's Pavilion..." muttered Yamato, a brief pause following her words before she slid her chin across his scalp, nestled her cheek against the left side of his head, and gently bit his ear.
'This reminds me of how I interact with Koneko...' thought Vahn, turning his head slightly to grant Yamato easier access to his ear. She clearly had no idea what she was doing, but he didn't mind helping her experiment so long as she didn't pull a Korra and suggest they try pegging using his own proliferated penis in place of a strap-on. That was an experience he could live without...
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After enjoying a little more than cuddling, Vahn and Yamato, the former resembling a pale gold and white wolf and the latter an inordinately fluffy fox with long red horns and predominately white fur tinted ice blue around her cloud-like mane and tail, icy blue adorning the backs of her legs and circling her head like hitodama, and a purple and white nio-dasuki around her waist, raced across the surface of the Abyssal Maw's sea, producing an expanding ice flow where their paws met the water.
"Today is the day of my triumph! I refuse to be repeatedly bested by my own ability...!" exclaimed Yamato, punctuating her words by swerving into and shoulder-checking Vahn.
"Hey, now...sparring is supposed to come after our race..." reminded Vahn, nearly losing his balance due to his inexperience running on all fours but quickly catching himself to meet Yamato's second shoulder check with his own. The protracted contact caused frost to spread across his fur and an icy chill to permeate his shoulder, but it could not take root due to his light and fire-elemental affinity.
With the drastic difference between their body temperatures invariably producing an explosive reaction, Vahn and Yamato were forced apart, the latter laughing and panting loudly due to her growing excitement. She was a battle junkie to her core, but she also simply enjoyed running in her zoan form as, shortly after learning she had ingested the Inu Inu no Mi, Model: Okuchi no Makami when she was eight years old, her father had shackled her with explosive manacles to prevent her from transforming and running away.
Interrupting Vahn's and Yamato's nearly twenty-six-hundred-kilometer race around the Abyssal Maw's volcanic island, a crimson, battle-scarred creature the former recognized as a Boss monster, Abyssal Kraken, burst forth from the sea in their path, its flailing, octopus-like tentacles as thick and long as redwoods as it attempted to punish them for trespassing its territory/spawn point.
"This one's mine...!" exclaimed Yamato, casually weaving between the Kraken's attempts to smash her with its tentacles before leaping up and kicking off its very angry-looking visage, resembling a crimson-faced old man with protruding, sea-green eyes and many wrinkles. A layer of frost spread from where she had made contact, but that did little to deter the colossal cephalopod as it used the dozens of smaller tentacles around its head to direct pressurized streams of water at Yamato as she transformed into her human-zoan hybrid form high above it.
"MAHOROBA...!" exclaimed Yamato, brandishing her kanabo in a powerful and swift arc that produced a veritable avalanche's worth of ice and snow that fell upon the Abyssal Kraken all at once.
Having leaped away to avoid being caught in the attack, Vahn watched with slightly raised brows as the deluge of ice and snow spread across the sea like an expansive cloud, freezing everything it came into contact with. As this was happening, he caught the sight of Yamato bursting from the cloud in her zoan form, allowing her to get ahead of him, but he stuck around a while longer to gawk at the Abyssal Kraken, still alive but frozen with the sea around it. Lucky for it, Vahn had already received the bonus stats from defeating one of its predecessors, so after admiring the scene for several seconds, he hurried to catch up with the already disappeared Yamato, guided by the trail of frozen seawater produced in her wake...
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[Several Hours Later]
'I could get used to this...' thought Vahn, lying on his belly, still in his wolf form, as Yamato nuzzled and groomed his neck, chin, and the sides of his face with her nose and tongue. Even the mention of kissing was enough to cause her to flush and laugh nervously in her human form, but perhaps as a result of her Zoan instincts, she didn't mind lying together and licking him for minutes at a time.
"Alright, my turn..." said Yamato, punctuating her words with one final lick to the underside of Vahn's chin.
Though initially confused, Vahn quickly understood what Yamato meant when she closed her angular, vulpine eyes and raised her chin. Lucky for her, he had a fair amount of experience grooming the girls with animalistic traits in his harem. He had never done so while transformed as wolf, but it wasn't exactly rocket science.
'It's salty...' noted Vahn, tentatively licking the side of Yamato's elongated snout and cold pink nose. She tensed slightly in response, but only at the start. Once he established a steady rhythm and neared the thicker, mane-like fur that started at her neck, she shifted to breathing audibly from her nose, producing clouds of icy condensation each time she exhaled.
(Though I am reluctant to interrupt you just as the mood is beginning to build, you should be aware that a force presumably related to the Khaos Brigade is presently invading Termina) revealed Sis, catching Vahn more than a little off guard. Fortunately, as he was used to not reacting, at least outwardly, when Sis abruptly spoke to him, Yamato, who had turned onto her side, was none the wiser to his sudden shift in focus and priority as he nuzzled the thick fur around her chest.
'Attacking while the Tower is open...Sona and Ravel hit the nail on the head...' noted Vahn, internally exhaling a profoundly exasperated sigh. The two strategic-minded women had inferred that if the enemy were to attack, it would most likely occur during one of the Tower's cycles, taking advantage of the fact most of their forces would be indisposed. However, as the enemy had no way of knowing how they would respond, the initial attack was likely a probing assault to gauge the strength of their defenses and mobilization capabilities.
(There is also a reasonably high probability they are trying to distract and make a foothold for themselves) stated Sis, pointing out (*If they could reverse engineer the method to enter Termina, we can't discredit the possibility they could create a barrier that obfuscates our ability to ascertain their location. It may appear that I'm omniscient, but much of the information I provide is accessed via the Tower and other systems. I can pinpoint the enemy if they're moving about openly, but you should know that the interior of externally-produced barriers is regarded as a foreign space or domain. I can't perceive what's occurring inside without you probing them directly.*)
'Someone is going to pay for this...' thought Vahn, standing over Yamato as she angled her head down and turned her icy blue eyes up at him. He didn't particularly find her Zoan form attractive, but he was fairly certain that if they continued their current interplay, it would either lead to them reverting to their human forms and having sex or some other kind of play. He could give them more time with his time compression, but since there were individuals in the Record of DxD that could most faster than light, it would be exceedingly negligent of him to presume nothing would happen if he delayed addressing the inaugural attack on his private sanctuary and home...
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