First Demonic Dragon

"For some reason, I'm really resisting the urge to hit you right now."

Abaddon flipped through the air, spear in hand and surrounded by a flurry of cut up demons.

His graceful movements came to an abrupt end when he landed awkwardly due to the suddenness of Seras' shift in tone.

"What did I do?!" He asked with his brow raised.

"I dunno."

"Seras."

"I'm serious! At one moment I was operating like normal, and now I'm resisting the urge to stab you in the ass!"

Abaddon unknowingly clenched his cheeks and made sure he didn't leave his back towards her.

Seras looked at the green skinned woman who was standing closest to her.

"You're not off the hook either, doe-eyes."

"Hm..?" Eris tilted her head and blinked those big beautiful golden eyes at her.

Seras' cheeks turned just a hair bit redder. "…You are so very lucky that you're cute."

Eris had very little understanding of what was going on here, but she couldn't help but feel as if she had somehow just dodged a massive bullet. "Oh.. thank you...?"

*Incoherent grumbling.*

Belloc was watching nearby and cleaning a bit of demon blood off his axe.

He was trying his best to be observant, but for the life of him he couldn't tell if this was one of those situations where he would have to make himself scarce soon.

Either due to arguing… or another matter.

Abaddon sidestepped the sword of a demon and drove his spearhead into his chest with minimal effort.

Once he captured the soul, the dragon finally put away his weapon and returned his attention to the rest of the group.

His son Belloc, and his wives Seras and Eris, and their mount Bagheera were apart of this small party of would be adventurers exploring the world of Amassiere.

Their combined forces had split up into several parties while they each went off exploring different areas of the world.

Right now, Abaddon and his party were exploring a random city that they had stumbled upon.

Unfortunately, they had arrived here just a few moments too late to get to the people living here. Mostly everyone had already been taken and the demons were now just combing over the place.

Or at least they were, until Abaddon and the group arrived.

"Damn it.." Abaddon did not miss the sight of a little doll sitting alone on the ground. It's owner had very likely been dragged off to who knows where.

He heard the sound of footsteps approaching behind him, and felt Belloc's presence join him out of the blue.

"Can't you rewind time and get everyone here back?"

Abaddon shook his head. "Ordinarily… yes, I could. But Lucifer and Michael's involvement makes doing that a bit tricky. There's no way they won't notice that kind of tampering."

Belloc rested his axe over his shoulder and admired the engraved handle. "Can I ask why you're focused on staying lowkey all of a sudden? Never really been your thing before."

Abaddon almost looked offended. "Are you calling me a thundering oaf without the slightest understanding of subtlety?"

"That's a reach, isn't it?"

"But it's what you meant to say, isn't it?"

Belloc shrugged. Abaddon hit his son over the head.

"Child abuse!" Belloc accused.

"Hush, boy." Abaddon rolled his eyes. "We're doing this in secret so that the brothers don't alter the speed of their plans or make things more difficult than they need to be."

Belloc still seemed not to fully understand this course of action. But he didn't say anything in response.

Abaddon still noticed it.

"Something on your mind?"

"No, it's…" Belloc shook his head at first then, stopped. "…Does any of that matter to you though?"

"Hm?"

"As of right now, you are likely the most powerful being in creation. Mothers are your equals. Can't you all kind of just steam-roll any and every thing that comes up, regardless of what it is?"

Abaddon rolled his eyes. He kneeled down and picked up the little doll in front of him and cleaned it off as best he could.

"I don't really expect you to understand. No one really does.

But being conquest hardly makes my every pursuit an inevitable victory.

Sure that may play some small part, but more than anything- it broadens my horizons.

I have seen gods and would be conquerors akin to myself lose certain victories due to hubris and overconfidence.

I have far too much at risk to entertain the possibility of defeat. So your mother and I decided to always do things correctly. Even if it is not the most glorious or eye-catching."

"…What if you get mad?"

Abaddon's ear twitched a bit and he lowered his head. "…Then I usually skip a couple of steps, b-but I really do try not to make that a habit!"

Belloc found himself laughing at his old man. And Abaddon couldn't bring himself to admonish him no matter how much he would've liked to.

Belloc had long grown too cool for his old man. Abaddon rarely got to make him laugh anymore.

"Come along, boy. There'll be more searching to do before-"

'My love.'

Abaddon paused when he heard Lisa's voice suddenly play in his head.

'I think we've found something interesting. Mind popping over?'

-

When Abaddon stepped out of the portal, the first thing he saw was Valerie flying towards him.

He smiled. Obviously, with their powers now linked, he had thought of her a bit more often than-

"KI-YAH!"

"Urgh!"

Abaddon doubled over when Valerie punched him in the stomach with the force of ten supernovas.

She then proceeded to leap onto his back and strangle him from behind like a professional wrestler.

"You bastard! Why are all of my senses going off?! What'd you do?! What's the bitch's name?!" She roared.

"Hi, my love." He smiled with a grimace. "Now if you don't mind my asking- what are you talking about!?"

If Abaddon thought things were about to get any better, he was sorely mistaken.

The next thing he knew, he was being bombarded by many of his beautiful wives.

The only ones who didn't try to jump him were Sif and Lailah, and that was only because the two had a different target in mind.

Eris was also cornered, though she looked notably less afraid.

"You're not exempt from punishment either, you know?" Sif grabbed her roughly by the collar.

"Why do I suddenly feel that you have been just the faintest bit naughty in our time away from you?" Lailah grabbed her by the butt, equally as forcefully.

Eris took a moment to blink, as if she needed more help processing this situation.

Eventually, she just kissed both women on their cheeks and showed them a big smile.

"I missed you both immensely. You look more beautiful than the setting sun."

Both girls froze as if they were unprepared for this brand of assault.

Their anger was washed away instantly.

They apparently weren't alone in their change of heart, as in this brief span of time, the girls had merged into an incomplete version of Ayaana and kissed him as they choked him.

Judging by the bulge in his pants and the grip he held on their ass, he was far from an unwilling conspirator.

Fiona and her father were nearby, along with a small detachment of their own members.

They were stuck between trying not to look, and staring in wonder.

Due to their body size, the average nevi'im male's genitals are considerably larger than a human's, or even most monsters.

And Abaddon's, well…

Fiona would never forget the first time she saw more than a foot's worth of penis. Her dreams would be filled with horrific splendor until the end of time.

"That just seems uncomfortable…" she muttered under her breath. "How does it even fi-"

"D-Don't look at them." Shin tried to move in front of his daughter's field of vision.

Fiona's gaze went from intrigued to scathing in an instant.

She still couldn't bear to be around her father. Much less look at him for too long.

Looking at what he had become still felt like a stab in the heart for reasons she could not explain.
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"I'll look at whatever I want, thank you. I don't need you to give me advice that you wouldn't even listen to anyway."

Fiona stormed off before her father could get another word in edgewise. She didn't notice the dejected look that arose on his face as she turned her back to him. But it probably wouldn't have changed her opinion on him even if she had.

She stormed towards her friend Thrudd, who was busy reconnecting with her two attractive brothers whose names Fiona did not remember.

Behemoth was nearby too- picking strands of demon flesh from a dangerously large mace that was too big to be wielded by any normal warrior.

"Your, uh.. your parents don't seem to have a whole lot of qualms about pda, do they?" Fiona joked awkwardly.

Thrudd looked embarrassed beyond words. "I'm sorry about my parents. I would pour water on them, but I honestly think it might just make things worse."

Fiona briefly imagined Thrudd's parents… kissing while all soaking wet… It was a thought that was going in her spank bank for later.

Fiona shook her head hard to free herself of any thoughts that could get her killed. "S-So… What's this place you guys found?"

She finally looked around her at the space Lisa's party had called everyone here to observe.

Sitting behind a roaring waterfall was a stone cavern that looked to have been previously explored.

But what everyone else was more focused on, was the single archway with a set of steps leading down it.

"It was hiding behind an illusion when we got here. A rather obstinate one if I might add." Thrudd whistled- almost sounding impressed.

She turned her head to look over her shoulder. "Hey, super-responsible parents? Are you going to make your kids go into this trap the devil planned alone, or are you going to get off of each other sometime soon?"

Eris was the only one to giggle as her loved ones showed embarrassing looks on their faces at the sudden remembrance that they were not alone here.

But suddenly, her giggling seemed to trail off and it was instead replaced by a sort of contemplative look.

She seemed… deeply troubled.

When everyone started walking towards the cryptic archway, she alone paused and refused to take even a single step.

"Forgive me, everyone… I think I need to go home for a minute."