First Demonic Dragon

"Is it just me, or do those two seem to be super affectionate this morning..?"

"No, I noticed that too..."

"So it wasn't just my imagination..."

The girls continued to stare at Abaddon and Lillian rather intensely as the two were seemingly lost in their own world.

Their bodies remained entirely uncovered as they lounged on the bed; too lost within each other's eyes to move.

'...I'm so jealous!' The girls seemingly all had the same thought at once.

"Pay attention to meeeee!!!"

Bekka performed a swanton bomb off the bed railing and plastered herself into the dreamy couple's stomachs.

The group followed her example and they also went to the metaphorical top-rope.

As a result, the pairing of Abaddon and Lillian were suddenly buried in the bodies of a cacophony of naked women.

The only one still holding back a bit was Sif, who was still working her way up towards being more brazen like that.

So for now, the most t hat she could do was sit on the edge of the bed with her arms folded to voice her displeasure.

...It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing!

However, her pouting came to a halt when she suddenly felt a familiar tail wrap around her midsection.

The next thing she knew, she was flying backwards like a scene from an infamous horror movie.

Her face landed just shy of a cheeky Lillian; her beautiful face already wearing a smile.

"Why so faraway, darling? Did you not want to play with us too?"

"U-U-Ummm-"

Sif was saved by the skin of her teeth when Valerie decided to remind their sister of her displeasure.

"We are not playing with you! This is divine judgement for ignoring your partners! Now die!!"

Valerie dropped her breasts on top of Lillian's face in the most envious method of suffocation imaginable.

Abaddon however was being handled a bit more... roughly.

Seras held her husband in a headlock from behind while Erica punched him continuously in the stomach.

"Pay!" *Punch* "Attention!" *Punch* "To!" *Punch* "Us!" *Punch* "Too!!"

Abaddon's laughter only served to fuel the girls' ire even further.

"Don't worry, girls! I got this!" Lailah suddenly interrupted.

She grabbed their husband firmly by the balls and his expression changed immediately.

"What the hell, Lailah! You're supposed to be punishing him, not turning him on!"

"When did I agree to that?" Lailah turned her head innocently. "I have needs."

"Get her too!"

"Kyaaa!!"

Now, Lailah, Abaddon, and Lillian were all under siege.

However, judging by the occasional noises that someone would let out, it was only a matter of time before things took a much more intimate turn.

And it actually took less time than one would've thought.

Somehow, Abaddon and Ayaana made their way into a 69 position by complete accident.

And yet, as they felt each other's warm breath on their most intimate areas, they quickly decided they didn't particularly care how the accident happened.

The two of them gave each other a provocative lick in unison; both of them feeling each other's body shiver; and their arousal began to burn even brighter.

But do you know what you don't get to enjoy when you have a newborn at home?

Sex.

Absolutely none of it.

The Tathamet lovers were no different.

"..."

"..."

Abaddon and everyone paused on a time when they suddenly felt a presence outside their door.

Everyone slowly got under the covers and hid their nude bodies as best they could.

Lisa stood up and pulled on a robe to cover her yellowy golden figure.

She felt ten different pairs of eyes on her behind as she walked towards the door, and she felt her heartbeat beat more erratically. It was as if she could literally feel them undressing her, licking her, savoring her taste as she reveled in the bliss...

Lisa smashed her face against the wood of their bedroom door.

"Darling! Why did you do that??"

"J-Just needed to clear my head a bit.." Lisa smiled innocently.

"Erm... Didi it work?"

"Yes!"

Lisa finally opened the door, and there was little Bash standing just outside their room; waiting patiently.

"Good morning, my handsome little man!" She beamed. "What brings you all the way here to see us?"

Bash looked up at Lisa for almost a full twenty seconds before glancing at the other occupants of the bed who were waving at him sweetly.

"Do you want to come in and-

"You all stink of lust. I seem to have interrupted your relations. Carry on, I shall be elsewhere." Bashenga immediately turned around and started to bolt down the hallway.

"W-Wait!"

Lillian wasn't a primordial yet, but her power allowed her to catch her son before he could escape her clutches.

"Y-You aren't interrupting anything, so don't go! Stay and talk to us!"

"I can wait for later, so I urge you to put me down! I haven't the foggiest idea where your hands have been!"

"We weren't doing anything! Honest!"

"You need not attempt to deceive me. I can smell breast milk on your breath."

Lisa covered her mouth, and Bekka covered her breasts as she slowly sank under the covers.

Abaddon slipped out of bed; a pair of sweatpants miraculously appearing on his lower body.

"We were just playing a bit, but it can wait, my son. Neither I, nor any of your mothers will ever put such acts above you and your siblings. Please, tell us why you've come." Abaddon smiled.

Once again, Abaddon had sincerely piqued his son's interest.

Bashenga had seen a good 70-80% of his father's memories, but he still had questions about him- or more specifically, his personality.

It just hammered home his reason for coming here this morning.

"I wish to shadow you for the day. Do you have an itinerary?"

Abaddon, and all of his wives' jaws fell open.

"You want to hang out with me?" He asked for clarification.

"If that is the term you wish to use."

Somehow, his parents' jaws fell even lower.

Lailah:"S-Sweetie, are you sure you don't want to go to the college of magic with mommy?"

Tatiana: "Or this mommy can take you to the studio I work at and you can be a special guest judge!"

Bekka: "W-We can lie in bed all day and eat lots of snacks if you want too.."

Bashenga gently shook his head to refuse each request.

"I plan to observe all of you in the coming days. I simply selected father first as I have the most questions around him."

Needless to say, that reveal had done wonders to uplift the girls' mood.

They were already making plans on how they could have the most fun possible with their youngest.

Abaddon checked the time and yawned a bit before stretching.

"Lucky for you, I actually have a pretty full schedule today.. U=You won't need a nap halfway through, will you?" he raised a brow.

"Not to worry. I've prepared for such an occurrence." Bashenga pulled out a very large energy drink can with the insignia of five red claw marks running across it.

"...Shit. You really are my son." Abaddon whistled.

-

Abaddon and Bashenga left the house twenty minutes after getting showered and dressed.

Together, the pair made their way to a place Bash had never visited and that Abaddon didn't really like going to.

The castle.

Since he had official emperor duties lined up for the day, it was unavoidable.

He and Bash made their way towards the throne room where Abaddon reclined leisurely on his throne.

Bashenga didn't want to sit on his father's lap, so he sat on the armrest instead. There was plenty of room.

"Now, where is that damned-"

"Sorry I'm late!"

Kanami suddenly appeared by thin air; with her hair slightly disheveled and an embarrassed smile on her face.

"It's not like you to be late, dear sister." Abaddon noted. "Are you well?"

Kanami smiled bashfully.

"Hakon took me out to a nice dinner last night and we finally made things official… I might've drank a bit too much while we were celebrating and passed out in the breadsticks."

"Ah. So that's why your hair smells like olive oil." Abaddon noted.

Kanami took a few investigative sniffs and blushed deeply in embarrassment.

"N-Nevermind that. What's my newest little nephew doing here?" She smiled at Bash.

"Greetings, Aunt Kanami." The newborn replied formally.

"He's come because he wants to observe us for the day. I hope you don't mind the additional company."

"Mind it? I prefer him over you!"

Abaddon almost told his sister that their father should have shot her into a tissue, but he miraculously held himself back from stooping that low.

"Annoying little thing… Just stand beside me."

"Yes, yes."

Once Kanami was on the opposite side of Abaddon, the morning's proceedings finally got underway.

A large demonic eye appeared in the center of Abaddon's chest; glowing a bright red in color.

Several portals opened up in the room and a surplus of deities fell out of them.

But not just any deities, these were underworld gods and beings of death. Cornerstones of their various divine pantheons.

But because they weren't powerful enough to survive this place's atmosphere, they immediately went down and began wheezing upon arrival.

All except for one woman that is.

"Abaddon? Is this your doing??"

The dragon smirked in his thine as he rested his chin in his palm.

"Lady Ershkigal. It's quite nice to see you again. Welcome to Tehom."