The Sleeping Dragon Ch. 67 (High School DxD) (Patreon)

A/N: Lavinia crumbles. One remains~

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Lavinia has barely managed to close her lips around Issei’s cock when Gabriel strikes. The Fallen Seraph’s massive black wings lance out and pick Lavinia up, pulling her back from her prize and lifting her high into the air. The human magician squeaks, letting out a plaintive yelp and even struggling for a moment before she realizes just who kept her from properly beginning to suck his cock.

Issei, meanwhile, stays right where he is. He decides at that moment to let Gabriel handle things. He won’t be completely unresponsive, he’s certainly not just going to lie around like a dead fish… but he has to admit, he’s interested to see what Gabriel’s intentions were. Whatever she had in mind, he wanted to see it play out in full.

And so he stays still, allowing Gabriel to continue stroking his cock from behind as she hugs her breasts to him, rubbing them up and down his back. At the same time, the Fallen Seraph’s multiple sets of black wings hold Lavinia aloft, all but crucifying her as she pants and mewls pathetically.

“Did you think you’d earned such a reward, cunt?”

Gabriel’s voice is harsh, her tone dangerous and dripping with venom. Issei raises an eyebrow, even as Lavinia goes absolutely still. The woman had been so… certain of her superiority mere moments ago, only for her psyche to shatter when she finally realized that she was indeed the weaker one here. She’d thought she had broken Gabriel, that she had proven herself the Fallen Seraph’s better, but instead it was revealed that she was the greatest loser of them all.

Hanging her head, the voluptuous blonde shakes in Gabriel’s clutches.

“N-No…”

“No? No… what?”

Silence reigns for all of a moment, until finally Lavinia speaks once more.

“No… Mistress.”

“Indeed you have not. You must prove your fealty first.”

“Yes Mistress…”

Lavinia’s eyes are still fixed on Issei’s cock. She’s all but fixated on him now. Perhaps because it’s easier to accept his dominance rather than Gabriel’s. But then, if that is the case, Issei has no intention of giving her what she wants. Gabriel is calling the shots here and Issei is just going to sit back and enjoy the show. He’s along for the ride, and he’s quite confident he’s going to end up quite pleased with whatever Gabriel has planned.

“Good. Then let us begin. You think of yourself as a master of ice. You think yourself quite the cold-hearted mistress. But you have no idea what cold truly means.”

As Gabriel croons, she lifts her free hand, the one not currently giving Issei a handjob. In an instant, the disheveled remnants of Lavinia’s magician robes are removed from her body, blasted off of her right then and there. At the same time, in the air in front of her, Issei watches two floating ice cubes shimmer into existence. He cocks his head to the side as Gabriel directs them forward, pressing them Lavinia’s breasts.

“Eep!”

The buxom blonde, who very much had that Dominating Big Sister Energy before this, can only shriek at the icy cold feel of the frozen cubes as they rub against her bared nipples, which quickly begin hardening. Several more ice cubes appear in the air as well, rubbing all over Lavinia’s body, from her thighs and cunt, to even the bottom of her feet and the nape of her neck.

Except… they’re not real, Issei realizes. It’s not easy for him to tell, and he’s pretty sure that it’s only because of the hellish training regime that Gabriel has put him through… but none of the ice cubes are real. They’re all illusions, aren’t they? Issei can’t help but blink as he notices this, even as Gabriel chuckles softly in his ear.

“Ah… my beloved is clever, to see through the ruse.”

Her whisper to him does not reach Lavinia’s ears, of course. As far as the Magician is concerned, she’s being assaulted by very real ice cubes, her own element. Soon enough, she’s violently shivering from the temperature play, with her nipples standing on end and her body growing pale. The ice might not be real, but Gabriel’s illusions are so powerful that they’re able to provoke a very real biological reaction in the blonde magician’s body. In which case, does it matter if they’re not real or not? Hm, a quandary to ponder for another time, Issei supposes.

Because… it becomes clear that Gabriel has no intention of stopping with the ice. That’s just the beginning of Lavinia’s torments. With her nipples protruding from her breasts, and her clit also elongated the same way down between her thighs, Gabriel snaps her fingers and pulls back the cubes. At the same time, a new set of torturous implements materializes into thin air.

This time however, they look more real. This time around, Issei can’t honestly tell if they’re an illusion or not. But once more, if he can’t tell… does it matter? The needles certainly look like they’re solid enough to pierce through Lavinia’s nipples and clit. The small silver chains that connect said needles together look solid too. Soon enough, Lavinia’s nipples and clit are all connected by those chains, dangling from her new body piercings.

On top of that, a collar made of cold metal forms around the human woman’s neck, and the silver chains connect to it as well, presenting quite the gorgeous sight of interconnected accessories across her beautiful front. Issei tilts his head at the display. Something tells him that if Gabriel weren’t Fallen, the chains would be gold. He’s not sure where that thought comes from, only that it does. Of course, it flits out of his mind a moment later, as things escalate once more.

“Now you’re ready.”

Of course, even as Gabriel says those words, she does not let Lavinia free. Pulling the pierced, collared woman in closer, she uses her wings to pull the blonde’s arms behind her back, even as she’s forced back to her knees before Issei and his cock. Only then does Gabriel finally move, slipping out from behind him and into position behind Lavinia.

They end up on either side of the Magician, as her eyes go crossed just staring at Issei’s cock. Sure, the piercings were probably quite uncomfortable, as was the illusionary ice bath… but even now, she’s fixated on serving him. In her new broken state, she wants nothing more than to pleasure the Red Dragon Emperor. Of course, she knows better than to try and do so on her own initiative at this point. Instead, she waits.

Gabriel has no problem making her wait too. The Fallen Seraph winds her fingers through Lavinia’s hair, intwining her digits in the blonde’s locks. She holds the human woman’s head steady, even as she leans forward over her and kisses Issei. Her wings spread out around them once more, but they do not pin or hold him in place like they had with Lavinia. Instead, they embrace him, and Issei happily accepts that embrace.

He could have pushed forward and penetrated Lavinia’s waiting, open mouth himself of course. If Gabriel had taken TOO long, he might very well have done so. But he’s happy to let her have this, happy to give her a chance to take the reins for the time being. Indeed, it’s only about a minute of torturing Lavinia with what’s right in front of her before the Fallen Seraph finally thrusts the Magician’s head forward onto Issei’s cock, forcing her to take it to the hilt down her tight, wet throat.

“Gluuuuuuughk!”

Without missing a beat, Gabriel begins to bounce Lavinia’s head back and forth, controlling the pace and making it quite the fast and vicious one as she rails the other blonde upon Issei’s cock.

“Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!”

Issei certainly enjoys it, and from the way Lavinia’s tongue is wiggling and writhing along the underside of his member the entire time, she’s enjoying it as well. At the end of the day, she knows where she truly belongs… on her knees, trapped between her Mistress and Master, submissively serving them both with her body.

Amidst the choking and gagging, a slight clinking sound can also be heard. The light silver chains connecting Lavinia’s new collar to her nipples and clit sway back and forth, hitting against one another and also slapping against the human woman’s chest. The speed at which Gabriel fucks Lavinia’s head up and down his member is such that they’re honestly beginning to fly all over the place.

It’s incredibly hot, using Lavinia’s mouth as his own personal onahole, while kissing Gabriel in a lover’s embrace. In truth, the blonde magician is almost an afterthought. Stuck between them, trapped there between their bodies, she goes largely ignored by both Issei and Gabriel. Oh sure, the Fallen Seraph keeps her grip tight on Lavinia’s hair, guiding her rather aggressively along his shaft, but she’s much more focused on swapping spit with Issei, their tongues writhing together between their mouths as they moan.

Meanwhile, as much as Issei is greatly enjoying Lavinia’s throat and tongue technique, his hands are on Gabriel’s breasts, groping and squeezing them. Until he decides to move them up to her head instead, pulling her even deeper into the impromptu makeout session that they’re currently engaging in. In a way, they’re sending Lavinia a message. It’s a simple one. You are not worthy. Not yet, at least.

“Hulghk! Hulghk! Hulghk!”

Continuing to choke on his cock, Lavinia appears to get that message loud and clear. She doesn’t fight it. She doesn’t resist or struggle. She’s a broken woman. Mere minutes ago, she thought herself to be the dominant in this situation. She considered herself a dominatrix in the bedroom, and a doting, teasing big sister outside of it. But now look at her. Ultimately, her domineering personality had come up against Gabriel’s power… and lost.

Finally though, Gabriel does move on. Pulling back from Issei’s lips, their tongues connected by a single strand of saliva for a moment, the Fallen Seraph gives him a wide, wicked grin. Then, she reaches down, her hands leaving the top of Lavinia’s head as she instead grabs the buxom, curvaceous blonde magician by her hips and abruptly yanks her up onto her feet.

Issei’s own hands fall to the top of Lavinia’s head in turn, grabbing on as he tosses his head back and groans. Gabriel’s maneuver, far from forcing Lavinia off of his cock, instead forced her DEEPER onto his dick, burying her nose and chin in his crotch even further as she gurgles helplessly.

“If you had any true skill, you would have brought my beloved to climax by now. The fact that you have not is a sign of just how much training you will need before you are worthy of him.”

Gabriel’s matter-of-fact tone has a mesmerizing tone to it, even as she gropes Lavinia’s fat, trembling ass from behind. The Magician, now bent over at a ninety degree angle between them, can only whimper as the chains connecting her collar, nipple, and clit piercings together dangle beneath her, swinging back and forth.

“We shall begin now.”

Issei watches as Gabriel creates a strap-on out of thin air, one with a very lively, realistic-looking cock. In fact, if he didn’t know any better-

His eyes widen, as the Fallen Seraph thrusts forward into Lavinia from behind and he immediately realizes her game. An involuntary groan escapes Issei’s lips and he leans forward over Lavinia’s head for just a second before bringing himself back up. Gabriel, the little minx that she is, gives him a knowing, wicked grin at that.

In that moment, Issei recognizes a couple of things. One, the Fallen Seraph was never going to let him get away with teasing her with her weakness for lovey-dovey stuff earlier. She was just looking for the right time to get back at him. Two, she was also never intending to make him wait to fuck Lavinia… she only intended to make Lavinia wait to fuck HIM.

Essentially, Gabriel had made an exact replica of his cock and then connected Issei’s senses to it. And so, even though it was Gabriel who was plowing Lavinia silly right now with the strap-on, forcing her forward into Issei’s actual cock as they spit-roasted the helpless, quivering blonde between them… Issei was the one experiencing BOTH of Lavinia’s holes at the moment.

It was, truth be told, an amazing experience, but one that he couldn’t just give away. This was Gabriel’s rodeo after all, and he could tell from the amused look she was shooting him that she would be… disappointed if he came too fast. Never mind that he’d already had his cock buried in Lavinia’s throat for quite some time now… this was a test of his endurance as much as it was training for their newest shared fuck toy.

With that in mind, Issei settles in for the long haul. As the minutes drag by, he fucks into Lavinia’s esophagus with his actual cock, while also feeling like he’s got another phantom dick wrapped up in her tightly clenching cunt. The blonde magician climaxes again and again from the experience, with Gabriel seeming to have no issue with Lavinia orgasming uncontrollably and without permission. Then again, perhaps that was to be a lesson for another day.

Regardless, Issei doesn’t let himself cum. He refuses to give in too early. He holds himself to a higher standard than that. Every fiber of his being, every bit of his hellish training at Gabriel’s hands comes to the forefront as he’s assaulted by the dual sensations of fucking Lavinia’s throat and cunt at the same time. Growling aggressively, Issei’s grip tightens in the human magician’s hair.

His forehead is covered in sweat, and he swears there’s a vein throbbing in his neck. And yet, still he doesn’t cum. The faint clinking of the chains dangling from her piercings reaches Issei’s ears past the gagging, choking, and sound of flesh slapping against flesh again and again, and yet still he does not cum.

Until finally… some indeterminate amount of time later, he cannot hold back any longer. With a groan, Issei at long last lets loose. As expected, the experience is mirrored by Gabriel. Lavinia likely still doesn’t understand exactly what’s happening, but she does get to feel herself being filled with jizz in both ends. The blonde gets stuffed to the brim as she greedily swallows her new Master’s seed, while also getting basted by an illusionary batch of the stuff in her womb.

Finally though, it’s over. But at the same time… not quite. Because there’s still one person of Team Vali left to conquer, isn’t there?

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… If I’d known you’d use my technique for this, I would never have taught it to you, girl.

“S-Shut… shut u-up!”

Valentine Lucifer screws her eyes shut, hissing as she pants noisily with her back against the wall. She’d been training hard for days now, but battles were not won simply by training hard and getting stronger. Battles were won by knowing your enemy and preparing for their tactics. To that end, Albion had taught Vali a new technique, one that was quite fitting for someone known as the Vanishing Dragon.

Specifically, he taught her how to divide her presence into almost nothingness. Technically, dividing by zero wasn’t actually possible, but dividing by one millionth of a fraction was! She’d divided her presence so low that not even powerhouses like the Fallen Seraph and the Red Dragon Emperor could sense her.

… And then she’d come back to do reconnaissance, only to be slapped in the face as she watched both Kuroka and Lavinia fall to the corruptive duo at practically the same time. She should have intervened, but she could tell it wouldn’t have ended well for her. She still wasn’t strong enough, even now. Perhaps she never would be.

But then, what was she going to do?

Hmph. Probably touch yourself some more if your recent actions are any indication.

Vali’s eyes widen and she blushes profusely as she looks down at her messy fingers. Yes, she’d found herself unconsciously masturbating to the sight of the Fallen Seraph and her rival tag-teaming Lavinia between them. It was shameful of her. Utterly shameful.

Damn straight it was. Get it together, girl. Now is the time to retreat. You can’t win here. You can’t get strong enough to win here. Your only option is to run.

Fuck, she was in a lot of trouble. But that wasn’t her only option…