While Vahn was still mid-discussion with Kyouraku, other versions of him were enjoying quality ti with several mbers of his harem, including a certain dark-skinned Shinigami and her pet Captain.
"Hmm...it sounds to that their objective is to entangle the Dragon’s Pavilion with the Soul Society’s inner workings so that the reverse will eventually beco possible..." humd Yoruichi, lounging, completely naked, atop a purple velvet and gold daybed. Nearby, lying face down with the tips of her ears tinged red, Sui-Feng was receiving a massage from Vahn, her supple but increasingly shapely body garbed in nothing but white fishnet tights with a garter belt.
"Probably. But with our current structure and the Pavilion’s authority, we aren’t really in a position to be pressured by our affiliates," stated Vahn, focusing most of his efforts on Sui-Feng’s surprisingly round and full butt as he contended, "And while you, Kukaku, and even Rukia have your own agendas, I trust each of you. If for no other reason, you benefit more from working with rather than against ."
"But that’s not the only reason, is it~?" humd Yoruichi, her voice akin to a sensual purr as she carefully traced her navel with her left middle finger, noting, "Thanks to , you’ve managed to get your hands on many of my world’s most coveted won. If the mbers of the 2nd Division were to witness this scene, their blood pressure would shoot through the roof and they’d bleed from every hole in their body from envy..."
"While I distinctly rember saying you didn’t need to concern yourself with such things, I would be lying if I said I didn’t appreciate the result of your efforts..." remarked Vahn, firmly squeezing and spreading Sui-Feng’s ass cheeks to expose her leaking pussy. The two of them had yet to have sex, but the only thing preventing him from taking her there and then was his awareness that she didn’t desire it. She was more than willing—to the point of getting annoyed with him for not ravishing her—but only because she believed it was what her beloved Mistress, Yoruichi, desired.
"Just do already..." groaned Sui-Feng, drawing up her knees so that her ass was raised before using her hands to spread herself as she asked, "Or is the Dragon God a coward?"
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Though he didn’t put a lot of force into it, Vahn’s hand produced a crisp sound as he smacked Sui-Feng’s bottom, intensifying her natural scowl but also causing the blush tinting her cheeks to deepen. Then, caressing and then fingering her slit with his middle finger, he repeated, "When the day arrives that you sincerely desire to have sex with , I will do you so thoroughly that you might not see natural light for months. Until then, I’m the lucky bastard who gets to fondle, finger, and watch you get bullied by our favorite chocolate-skinned cat girl..."
"Hmph...you’re deluding yourself if you believe such a day will co..." retorted Sui-Feng, her tone defiant, but the expression on her face made it clear she was struggling to suppress her voice as his long, thick, and dexterous fingers vigorously stirred her pussy to the point it produced loud and libidinous sucking sounds. Vahn knew every single one of her weak points, and since she possessed the heart and soul of a masochist, he didn’t hesitate to get a little rough with her.
"Don’t listen to her words and focus on her reactions~" chid Yoruichi, grinning mischievously as she revealed, "This little nymphette has been imagining you pounding her ass and pussy into submission for months at this point. She’s just putting on an act to protect her pride. It’s adorable."
"Yoruichi-sama..." sighed Sui-Feng, biting her bottom lip with a pitiable, slightly aggrieved pout. She wanted to contend that the only person in her heart was Yoruichi herself, but after several months of her Mistress’s guidance, she spent an increasing amount of ti fantasizing about what Vahn would do to her once they crossed the line.
"Well, even if that’s true, I intend to wait until I’m certain it’s what she wants..." stated Vahn, punctuating his casual assertion by causing Sui-Feng to tense, shudder, and squirt violently. Ordinarily, he would have stopped there to give her a chance to settle down. Instead, he slid his fingers in and out of her even faster, his left hand pressing down on her head as he compelled her to climax four additional tis in unrelenting succession.
"It’s a sha, though..." remarked Vahn, caressing the twitching Sui-Feng’s ass with his right hand before bending down to whisper into her ear, his voice deep, reverberating as he affird, "You might not believe it, but your sex appeal is nearly on par with your Mistress. Every ti we et like this, I can’t help but feel regret when we part—your warm and exceedingly tight pussy unburdened by the seed we both know it yearns for..."
"You don’t...you don’t know what you’re saying..." panted Sui-Feng, her ears burning and her face an almost dangerous shade of red due to her holding her breath during her successive climaxes. There was even a thin trail of blood leaking from her right nostril, culminating in a single crimson drop falling to the floor.
"Oh, I know exactly what I’m saying..." countered Vahn, raising his head and taking a mont to plant a lingering kiss on Sui-Feng’s left ass cheek before asserting, "So the mont the opportunity presents itself, I intend to spare no effort making you mine and Yoruichi’s in equal asure. Then she and I will love you thoroughly, regularly, and together..."
With her pussy clenching involuntarily, another weak spurt of fluids shot out of Sui-Feng’s pussy, her body burning and trembling violently as she imagined Vahn fucking her from behind while her face was buried in her Mistress’s crotch.
’What a despicable man...’ thought Sui-Feng, offering no resistance as Vahn rolled her onto her side and began caressing her hip and outer thigh while holding her gaze. At first, she didn’t react, simply staring at him in a slight daze. But when she saw him crack a smile, her brows imdiately furrowed, her expression morphing into a frustrated pout as she averted her eyes and muttered, "Stop staring..." in an uncharacteristically bashful tone.
"Beauty is sothing that should be admired..." muttered Vahn, picking Sui-Feng up like a bride and ferrying her over to the daybed, prompting Yoruichi to lie on her back, slap her stomach, and say, "Lay her on ~" with a cheeky grin.
"Yoruichi-sama..." muttered Sui-Feng, her eyes developing a prominent glaze as Vahn had her straddle Yoruichi’s stomach before guiding her to rest flush against her Mistress’s soft and pillowy body. From that position, Yoruichi grabbed her ass, spreading both her anus and pussy as she said, "You have all this cushioning going to waste..."
"I’ve tried seducing him..." muttered Sui-Feng, looking conflicted as Vahn positioned himself behind her and pushed up her Mistress’s legs until they were pressed against her. She would honestly prefer it if Vahn shoved his cock into her pussy and violated her over inserting it into Yoruichi, but she knew he wouldn’t accept that.
"Why—does my kitten look so sad...?" asked Yoruichi, her words briefly interrupted by a sensual groan as Vahn sank his cock into her in a single go. Then, while holding both her butt and her legs, he established a slow and steady pace, effectively grinding the innermost depths of her pussy so that her and Sui-Feng’s conversation could continue.
"It’s frustrating..." muttered Sui-Feng, turning her head and glancing back at Vahn with narrowed, pouty, and accusatory eyes. She wished he would just shove his cock in her and get it over with, but she had stated as much outright, only for him to refuse on principle.
"Eh, he’ll co around once you do..." assured Yoruichi, giving Sui-Feng’s left ass cheek a crisp smack before grinning mischievously as she added, "Now, close your eyes. I want you to imagine that each ti Vahn thrusts into , it’s your own pussy being pried open by his cock."
"I understand..." responded Sui-Feng, closing her eyes and burying her face into Yoruichi’s breasts. Instead of Vahn, the person she envisioned behind her was Yoruichi. But since her beloved Mistress was fucking her with Vahn’s cock, she wasn’t technically defying instructions...
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"Haaaa.....hnnngh.....mmnnh....."
"We should rest..." said Vahn, his voice low and his expression a deep smolder as he slowly slid his cock in and out of Kushina as she lay on her side. After nearly a full day of stimulation, her pussy clung to him as if it never wanted to let him go. However, as he didn’t want to strain her body too much while she was pregnant, he eased his thrusting into a deep but gentle grinding.
"I want to keep...going..." sighed Kushina, her face flushed with passion as she squeezed her thighs together and did her best to defiantly tighten around Vahn’s cock. She knew she needed rest, but having sex with Vahn wasn’t just pleasurable—it was liberating. She felt like there was nothing she wouldn’t be able to do in the future. But at that particular mont, all she wanted was for him to continue.
’Well, I did say I would accompany her until she was satisfied...’ mused Vahn, slowing his pace even further to sink his cock deep into Kushina’s pussy and discharge several hundred milliliters of nourishing, energy-rich sen. As he did, her body trembled, her pussy clenching like a vice and spasming from deep within as a rainbow-hued pulse only Vahn could see rippled across her body, fortifying her chakra network, strengthening her bones, and increasing both the elasticity and resilience of her muscles by a slight but not inconsequential percentage. Then, just as Kushina’s pussy began to settle, he did as she desired, adjusting her so that she was lying on her left side before continuing where he left off...
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Though it wasn’t a pressing matter considering the training room’s ti dilation, Vahn naturally convened the executives of the Dragon’s Pavilion in his room the morning after Kyouraku presented the Soul Society’s offer. He felt that increasing their influence would be a good thing if it let them introduce so much-needed reform to the Soul Society as a whole. The real questions were, who would be their representatives on the Central 46 and helm the restructured Shinigami Research Institute?
"What about Yoruichi...?" proposed Sona, seated atop a pillow on the floor of Vahn’s room in a glossy lavender negligee and undergarnts. Serafall was kneeling behind and massaging her shoulders in a hot pink version of the sa outfit, but Sona was accustod to her elder sister’s antics and paid the forr Satan no mind.
"I brought it up, but as you could expect from such a free-spirited woman, she refused without hesitation," answered Vahn, sitting cross-legged with Koneko perched on his lap and Kuroka hugging his shoulders and pressing her breasts into him from behind, grooming him with her tongue.
"Then we should appoint her younger brother in her stead," opined Ravel, stating, "If we don’t have at least one mber of the Great Noble Houses as a pocket representative, we’re bound to be stonewalled."
Nodding, Vahn earned himself several brow raises as he revealed, "I was considering approaching Shiba Isshin for the nomination—not necessarily as a representative of the Shiba Clan but for Karakura and humanity. And if they’re willing, I’d like to appoint Ishida Ryuken and Ginjou Kuga as well. The Central 46 shouldn’t be making decisions that influence other races if those races aren’t represented among them."
"Nominating a Quincy for a position among the Central 46...that would certainly shake things up..." humd Venelana, finding the proposition amusing and very Vahn. They had already sequestered Yhwach and his Wandenreich in much the sa way as Aizen and Hueco Mundo, so the Invasion of Soul Society and the Thousand-Year Blood War Arcs were on a protracted pause—forcing both antagonists into a position where they either had to wait or compromise.
Nodding a second ti, Vahn added, "To that end, the Western Branch should have a representative, prospectively leaving us with two seats to fill."
"Shouldn’t it be one seat?" asked Ravel, drawing Vahn’s and nearly every other gaze present as she argued, "If we’re appointing a representative for the humans and Quincy, we should also nominate one for the Hollows or Hueco Mundo as a whole."
"Ravel is correct," asserted Rias, nodding approvingly before submitting, "I nominate Tier Harribel and Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck. There’s also that Ulquiora fellow, but I get the feeling the Central 46 is going to be a bit of a sausage fest. Having a powerful and assertive female associate who is also a mber of their most hated race could force the representatives of Seireitei’s nobility to make mistakes they otherwise wouldn’t have."
"They’re also very attractive," noted Ravel, earning a round of curt nods from nearly the entire assemblage. Vahn was tempted to ask why Harribel and Nelliel’s attractiveness mattered, but considering his nature and track record, it was fairly obvious he was being expected to secure their loyalty through winning their hearts...
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