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A Nightmare or an Opportunity? (Vash x Nephratiri)

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Things have certainly taken a mournful turn for most, and a breath of fresh air for others. The king of Inferno had fallen in an unexpected battle against the forces of Paradiso. It was very unexpected. There have been no recent cross words between the King and who the humans called "God". While there may have been some small skirmishes between some small regiments, but nothing on such a scale that caused his father to fall. It was almost a full scale attack.

Now that the king had fallen he left his throne to his only legitimate heir. His young son Dante. Many have openly welcomed the young prince into his rise as king, but there are those who were upset, to say the least, about a boy suddenly rulling the underworld. He was too young they said, in Inferno standards he was what they said, but by human standards he was at the age of 25. He has been bred to to take over the throne, but his training was only 3/4 of the way through and there was still much to learn. So he would now have to juggle royal lessons with all of the duties that his father had to do. He was participating in one of his lessons now, swordplay.

Steel flashed across the training circle as Dante and his trainer fought hard against eachother. Dante himself was using a sword that had a long sword, medium width blade, that came to a small point to better pierce mail armor. The cross guard itself was large and swooped upward to look like wings, along with it being esthetically pleasing it added a defensive bonus with the wings surrounding the tang of the blade it acted as a place to catch the blade of an enemy. The blade was made out of a dark grey metal and the cross guard was made of black steel. His trainer used a blade stylized like a Katana. The blades clashed as the lesson carried on. As it did his trainer, and one of his fathers most trusted advisers, shouted at him. "Faster Dante!" Dante did so and the speed of his sword increased but it lost control and accuracy, that displeased his trainer. "No no no! Your becoming too aggressive, if you give up control you give up everything." Dante continued as he was and the trainer decided to make a lesson out of this. He stepped back and left himself open to an attack. Dante saw this and swung hard at him. The trainer side stepped it and quickly closed the distance and placed his blade against Dante's throat, "You see? You give up control for aggression and your opponent can take advantage of it." Dante yielded and the trainer ended the lesson. They both sheathed their swords and stepped out of the circle. Dante was glad the lesson was over, he wanted to go into the city today and take stock in the women of the city. One of the main complaints was that he had yet to find a life mate and he wanted to make quick of that so people would shut up and accept their new king.

He quickly left tue circle and went for the front gates of the castle. The trainer knew of Dante's intentions and stopped him, "Dante, remember what we discussed. If you are to go out into the city you must wear your armor." Dante groaned, "Oh come on Azriel! Do I have to?!" Azriel nodded, "Yes, not everyone here has accepted you as king and they may decide to take action when you are vulnerable." Dante groaned again, "But!" Azriel quickly cut him off, "No buts your majesty. This must be done." Dante submitted and went to the armory to gather his things.

Once he had donned his armor he bursted out the front gates and into the city. Anxious to see what wonderful ladies if had to offer.
 
sitting ontop of the roof of one of the market buildings in her demon wolf form Diana, demon of the dark moon, watched the people go by. she'd been hearing all the disapproving comments about Dante. "he was too young" or "his father made a mistake by leaving him the throne" and her favorite was "that lazy good for nothing boy will never reach the expetations of his father". crossing her paws unde her chins she rested her head to try and drown out the noises. the city was completely different after Dante's father fell, too many demons and way too much gossip.

ever since Dante's father fell everyone has been trying to get in Dante's good graces. neighboring cities of the underworld had been coming in to speak with him and keep their, some what, good standing with the leading captial; or make new standings with them. and while the leaders came they brought their daughters as well.

then when the sound of the great gates opened Diana lifted her head to see Dante entering the city. rising to her feet she lept from the roof and ran towards him. while they were from different standing in the underworld society, Diana still saw Dante as her closest friend. blocking his way to the market she growled low at him before leaping ontop of him. on her way crashing down on him she finally chaned back into her somewhat human form. "what took you so long to get out here?!" Diana complained. pinning him down to the dirt ground she wouldn't let him up until she was satisfied iwth his answer.
 
Dante was excited to get out of the castle again. He had been bugged down by constant introductions to lords and ladies from different lands in Inferno. What was even worse, or better sometimes, when they introduced their daughters to him. There were some who actually seemed pleasent, others just seemed like they were after the title of queen and the power it came with it, possibly even the prospect of being soul ruler of all Inferno. Those were ones he needed to look out for, especially since they were all staying in the city until he had chosen his queen and that would be why Azriel demanded Dante be in his armor when he was out in public, as well as keeping his sword at his side.

Thinking about all of the downsides of being the new king he didn't notice the familiar form of a black hell hound bounding its way toward him. He didn't realize it until the dog transformed into his friend. Now she was ontop of him and begging the question of why he was late. "I'm sorry, Azriel kept Kenosha to lecture me about my sword fighting."
 
glaring down at him Diana didn't like this answer, and her eyes glowing red showed as much. "you've been meeting with all these lords and ladies," and with an extra hard glare she added "and their daughter. while i've been sitting out here waiting for you to come hang out with me". strattling his hips she pressed herself down against his hips to keep him from even thinking about getting away "and you have no idea all the gossip that's been flooding around". as Diana started to get excited about finally seeing her friend her wolf tail started to appear behind her, lifting the back of her skirt ever so slightly. "so how do you plan to make this up to me oh lord of Inferno?" tilting her head in curiousity her ears appeared and they were pulled back in either anger or submission.
 
Dante merely sat in his place as Diana complained about how he spent his time, more like how others decided his time. When he was younger he aspired to be king, looking to his father he thought it would be the best thug in the world to follow in his footsteps, but as Dante grew older he began to see the wear and tear it was taking in his father. The constant battle for dominance, the hours of political strategy and planning, the time he had to take to entertain each and everyone of the lords who visited the castle. It was all very time consuming and it seemed like it sucked the life right out of him. Now instead of having a choice of accepting the throne it was thrust upon him and now he had to deal with what his father dealt with but at a much younger age than when his father first took the throne. Getting off of his trian of thought he pulled himself back to the moment at hand, and that was trying to get Diana off of him. "I'm sorry ok, but the advisers are the ones that set up the times that court is held so I'm sorry for being late. Besides, I can't control who the royals bring, they decide who accompanies them so if they would want to plant thoughts about marrying their daughters they might as well bring them to prance them around in my throne room and tell me how unique and special they all are."

He noticed that she was starting to grow excited. Her tail grew then followed by her ears that were pinning themselves down and by the glares she was giving him earlier she was looking to tear him a new one. "Ok... So what do you want to do?" He thought by having her chose she would be satisfied with how they spent their time together and wouldn't try to claw his face off.
 
jumping off of Dante's body Diana smiled "yay! lets go to the river". reaching her hand out she helped him to his feet and lead the way to the raging river on the other side of Inferno. all the while they were walking Diana informed Dante of all the rumors that were spreading and how all the girls suddonly found him so cute and so handsome. "i swear all demons want now a days is power power and more power!" she complained, even if Dante wasn't listening. normally Diana wouldn't talk this much to anyone, but to her Dante wasn't just anyone, she was inlove with him. and she would be damned if anyone caught his eye without her approval!

once they reached the blood red raging river Diana skipped her way over and sat next to the water. pulling off her boots she placed them next to her and slid her feet into the cool water. while the water looked blood red, it wasn't actually made of blood, so she wasn't worried about staining her clothes or her skin. "come over by the water Dante, it feels great!" smiling back at him her expression quickly changed when she saw someone approaching behind her friend. "Lord Dante," a gentle voice called out "it's so nice to see you". coming up behind Dante was Azazel the daughter to one of the lords of a neighboring country trying to gain his favor.

approaching the river side she smiled lightly at the lord "if i had known you were coming out of the castle i would have met you at the gates so we could talk more like my father suggested". wrapping her arms around one of his she pressed herself against his side. "are you alone my lord?" leaning up towards his ear she whispered to him. "no he is not alone!" Diana growled approaching her friend and the intruder. "oh my how cute" Azazel said covering her smiling lips with one hand. growling even louder Diana transformed into her wolf form, snapping her fangs at the annoying girl.
 
Dante was thankful to finally have her get off of him, her full body weight was starting to take a toll on his chest. He took Diana's hand and used it to pick himself off of the dirt and he brushed himself off lightly. He readjusted the cape clasped to his shoulder and tightened his belt that held his sword. He smiled when she decided on a destination and briskly walked off towards the River Styx. The river was a fine place to spend some time trying to wind down from his royal duties. Along the way she filled him in on the gossip and talk that he had already heard himself. "Well it is understandable, my father held the throne for quite some time and the people liked himmas a king. So when it was left to a son he had never really presented to the public as his heir, scalding words were inevitable." Then she spoke of power and the demons insatiable appetite for it. "It is in our nature, how do you think the first king of Inferno came to rule this dominion? He demanded more power from 'God' and he would not oblige him. So he gathered his loyal forces and the struggle for dominant power began." The rest of the walk she went on her own tangent about a demons quest for power. He smiled at her observations, she was a good friend to him, a best friend. He couldn't imagine having anyone else as good as a friend.

When they reached the river his eyes fell into a bit of a haze as the sound of the gushing river lulled them. The River Styx, legend to give any mortal who was dipped in its waters unimaginable strength and immortality. There had only been one record of it, and that was the Greek hero Achilles. Though his immortality proved to not be such as he was vulnerable in one spot, his heel. The lull his eyes and mind were in would stop when he heard a soft voice behind him. Acting out of pure reaction he tensed his muscles and grabbed the handle of his sword. He only had a small length of the blade drawn when he turned his head to face his assailant, but it would turn out to be the opposite. It was Azazel, one of the lords daughters. He quickly Becker flustered and sheathed his weapon, it must have seemed quite rude to give her such a rude reception. "Ah Lady Azazel, a pleasure to see you as well."

He bowed his head in apologies, a social nicety, when she apologized for not meeting him at the gate. "The apology is all mine mam, my trip outside the castle was... spontaneous. Had it been planned I'm sure you would have received word of my scheduled departure." There was a reason his leaves were sporadic, so a large horde of women wouldn't be there to try and maul him for attention.

He did not protest to her wrapping herself around his left arm, he was actually fond of Azazel. From first appearances alone she seemed kind, smart, and respectful. So it was a bit of a shock when she called Diana cute, "Oh boy," He muttered under his breath, "Here we go." He knew what was about to come next. Diana had his awful temper about her and when her temper flared the beast came out. Even though Azazel may have deserved what was coming he quickly used his right arm to grab his word at the scabbard and slip it out of the loop that held it onto his belt. He swung the scabbard out and moved it in front of her snapping maw so when she bit down she would only taste smooth wood payed over with a layer of well made black leather with small bits of metal and iron work woven in to add an esthetically pleasing aspect to the eyes, not the flesh of Azazel.
 
feeling the sting of betrail when Dante pulled his sword and scabber out, putting it in her way when she tried to get at one of the gossiping girls. he anger and hurt showed as her ears pinned themselves down against her head. she'd been at Dante's side since they were little kids. sneaking into the castle, ranting and raving to each other about everything; even though it was more Diana sided then Dante. she couldn't stand it anymore, the sight of Dante protecting some lord's daughter. turning on her paws she swatted the two down with her tail before running off. if she had been human Dante would have seen the black tears flow down her face.

making a small sound of discomfort when they fell Azazel looked up to see Dante hovering over her body, his legs on either side of her. "it seems i over step my bounds when it came to the friendship between the two of you" sitting herself up she gestured to the guards hidden behind the hill that she didn't need assistance. "i'm sorry if i have positioned you in an akward place with your lover" to Azazel's eyes it seemed that Diana's reaction to Dante protecting her was a betrail of their love. "however, now that you're alone, may we walk around the city together?" tilting her head to the side in curiousity she smiled lightly like an angel "i've never been to this city before and i would love a tour".
 
Dante saw the hurt in Diana when the scabbard was placed in her way. She had to understand his position. If she were to attack Azazel and her father would find out then there would serious complications and if worst comes to worst, a full scale battle. He hung his head slightly as he empathized with Diana, but that was short lived as she thurber and swatted the lair down before running off to some place else.

Dante fell on top of Azazel his legs strateling her. He gulped as he realized what this could imply. He looked up to see guards spring from the hill and Azazel waving them off. "No no no, you didn't know. It's fine. She'll go off and be on her own for awhile, but hopefully she will she my position and understand what happened." After that the moment seemed to grow awkward and it grew worse when she mentioned Diana as his lover. That made him jump up off of her, "What?!!" Diana? His... Lover? "Oh no. Diana and I are good friends! I wouldn't possibly want to ruin that with trying a relationship." He calmed down after that and helped her off of the ground. "Of course. It would be my pleasure to show you around the city."
 
once shew as able to stand Azazel dusted off her dress. Dante may not have seen it, but she saw that Diana felt very close to him. tucking her hand in the crook of his arm she smiled up at him as he lead her to the Market. along the way she asked him about his future plants for the underworld and how many wifes he planned to have. while it wasn't a question most lords and ladies would ask, Azazel didn't have a problem asking. "most of the women are curious," she informed him "they're all wanting your favor in one way or another to become your first queen". and while she asked the question, the mood around them changed to intense listening. all the women around them wanted the answer.

like wise was Yattara, the newly proclaimed succubus queen. hiding in the shadows Yattara watched Dante and Azazel walked through the market. all of the women wanted to have his favor, in one way or another, but she had a different approach. she wanted a private meeting with the new lord, and she was going to get from him what she wanted. watching all the women around him, she couldn't help but smile at the innocent way their touched him, accidently brushing their hands against them; she was going to show him what a women could really do.
 
Dante held out his arm for the tour to begin and she hooked her arm like the way she did before Diana knocked them to the ground. He started at a casual walking pace, not fast as if he were trying to speed through this to go do somethin else, but not slow as to drag this on. He decided to start at the market place, it always seemed to be where things happened the most. The market itself was quite large, there booths of every size containing everything a person could want. There were many dedicated to food, others had fine linen draped over it, there some fashion booths sporting the latest trends Inferno had. Da te cringed at the sight of them, so frilly and brightly colored. How could anyone think that was fashionable? The proprieter saw Dante was looking at the booth and held up one of the tunics he had, it was bright green with golden tassles. He violently shook his head no, he stuck to his standard black and red color wheel.

His attention turned away from what was going on in the market to the girl on his arm. She asked about his plans for the kingdom. Now that was something he didn't even know, but rather than look like an idiot who didn't even know his own plans, he decided to embellish a little. "Well... I would like perhaps gain some more territory here before trying anything else." It was common knowledge that there was still unclaimed land in Inferno that was just waiting to be conquered by any Lord who is willing and brave enough.

Then she popped a question that he thought no one would ask. His plans for marriage. Specifically she asked if he would want a harem or a monogamous marriage. It was at that moment when the market seemed to grow quieter, all of the women looked intently at Dante escorting Azazel, some even giving her death stares for having her arms all over him. The question made him flustered and he began to studder. "W-well Uh... T-t-that's a good question. I was thinking that-" He was interrupted by a palace guard coming to him. "Sire, Azrael requests you return to the palace for your next lesson." Dante sighed with a mixture of relief and aggravation. He hung his head slightly and unhooked his arm from Azazel. "Forgive me madam, but I'm afraid we will have to continue this tour later." He then turn and left down a lone path back to the castle. Strangely the path was empty, no one else walking on it and nothing else on it. He was grateful for it, a private walk to gather his thoughts.
 
that night Diana waited for Dante in his bed chamber. it was easy enough for her to sneak into the palace it was just a matter of what she should say to him once Dante got there. she wasn't sorry about how she reacted around Azazel, but rather that she'd let her temper get to her and knock him down. she knew he wouldn't charge her with assalt to the king, but she still shouldn't have done it. she liked him, he was her bestest and closest friend and as their new ruler he had to show some face to keep things as peaceful as they could until he was ready to truely rule. she had been selfish by wanting all his free time to herself and she would tell him so in her apology, if he ever got back to his bed. with the light of the moon shining in through the window Diana felt uneasy about something.

watching from the shadows Yattara saw the demon girl waiting for Dante in his bed. she'd seen her with the new lord earlier in the day and knew the secret in her heart; as all succubuses do. so, while they both waited for the man to appear she felt like they should occupy their time with some fun. using her lusty mist Yattara filled the room so that all Diana would feel his a physical need. once the mist was inhaled by her Yattara revealed herself from the shadows. jumping from the bed Diana growled low "what are you doing here?" she hadn't senced the intruder enter the room, which ment she'd been hiding in the shadows the entire time.

"you want him," Yattara said in a seductive voice "you want the lord you can't have". slowly coming closer Yattara could see the physical want build at the indication of Dante. "you don't belong here-!" "no, but you do belong in his bed" Yattara cut off her words with a seductive hiss of her voice. once within arms reach Yattara slowly traild her finger tips up Diana's arm causing the woman the shiver with lust. "wh-what are you?" already Diana could feel the physical want making her knees weak. slowly pressing her down on the bed Yattara crawled ontop of her igniting more lust in her body with the touch of their skin. "the pleasure you want" she answered in Dante's voice. with a single kiss Yattara invaded Diana's senses, making her think and feel that she was being loved and touched by Dante.

"no," Diana protested through the kiss "you're not Dante". trying to push Yattara away Diana became fully aroused with her face flush, but it didn't stop her. "but that doesn't make you want me any less" Yattara said in Dante's voice. with her hands sliding up Diana's bare legs Yattara touched her wettening pussy. with her quick and skilled hands Yattara had Diana half undressed and fully aroused by the time someone came in through the door.
 
((So sorry for the long wait. I got caught up in a few things.))

Azarel's lesson was long and absolutely boring beyond belief. It was like Azrael was purposely trying to slowly bore Dante to death with the history of Infernor, past political policies that were place and then abolished, blah blah blah! He couldn't take much more. When Azrael finally let him go Dante rushed from the room to his private chambers.

When he got closer to it his keen senses picked up on something. A noise. Paranoia set in and he unsheathed his sword as he slowly crept to his door. He put his ear to it and heard voices from within. He opened the door slightly, silentl as well, and peered in to see what was the cause of the voices. On his bed he saw a woman on top of... he couldn't tell who was beneath her. It was a slim figure, so it could either be an effeminent man or another woman. When he heard one moan he knew who it was, Diana. He smiled now, 'Ha!' He thought, 'Azazel was way off by saying Diana was in love with me.' He understood why Diana brought her female friend to his room, it was the most private place in all of Inferno, no one would dare enter it withou explicit permission.

He stopped peeping and left the pair to their love making. "Bed her well my dear. Bed her well."
 
hearing Dante walk away Yattara grinned mysteviously. "D-Dante!" crying out his name Diana hoped that he would hear, that someone would hear her call for his help. "he isn't coming," Yattara whispered in a velvet voice "but i will help you". using her succubus powers she had the sheets tie up her arms then used the ropes from the bed posts to tie her legs bent and open. "i will give you the pleasure you've been wanting" kissing down Diana's exposed body Yattara slowly made it down between her legs. "n-no, no please wait" struggling against the ties and ropes Diana squirmed under her. finally making it to her destination Yattara licked from the bottom all the way to the top of Diana's pussey. "nice and juicy" she commented, licking some of her wetness from her lips.

turning her head in embarrassment Diana couldn't believe it, but she really wanted this. moaning out her pleasure Diana looked back down to see Yattara licking at her pussy as one of her hands pinched and teased her clit while the other probed her enterance. it was so much, yet not enough at the same time. "Dante...." whimpering his name Diana couldn't stop herself from imagening him doing something like this to her. Yattara didn't mind her screaming out the young lords name, if anything it spured her to want to do more, to give this poor girl more. once Diana was writhering in pleasure, her pussy wet and ripe for the picking Yattara transformed her lower body to produce a cock.

nipping at Diana's lips she teased the girl to open her mouth as they kissed. wrestling her tongue with Diana's, Yattara rubbed her new cock against the women's wet pussy to get it nice and slick. when they were both ready Yattara positioned her cock against Diana's opening and thrusted home. with a cock burried deep inside her Diana pulled tightly against the sheets around her wrists and cried out her pleasure, screaming Dante's name at the top of her lungs.
 
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