Draconis held Rias close, her skin slick and smooth beneath his hands—no surprise, given all the sunscreen he'd just rubbed in. Rias took advantage of his distraction, looping her arms around his neck and planting a kiss on his cheek.
Draconis enjoyed the intimacy, but before he could say a word, a waft of perfume drifted in from behind. Suddenly, he felt himself enveloped in warmth and softness.
Akeno Himejima had wrapped herself around him from the back, pressing close enough that the sensation of her swimsuit was lost entirely.
In one swift move, Akeno stole Draconis away from Rias's embrace.
"Ara ara, only helping the president? That's not fair," she teased, her voice a velvet purr.
Rias was momentarily stunned. She shot to her feet, not caring that her flawless figure was now on full display, and glared at Akeno. "Hold on, Akeno! You're interrupting—my sunscreen isn't even finished!"
Akeno just smiled, keeping Draconis firmly in her grasp. "Hehe, Rias, mind lending me Draconis for a bit? When I eventually leave the club, I'd like him to come with me."
"Out of the question! He's mine. Absolutely not!" Rias snapped, her possessiveness flaring.
Clearly, Rias felt the threat—first Asia, now even Akeno, her own queen, was vying for Draconis's attention.
Akeno giggled, undeterred. "He's one of a kind, Rias. If you won't share, at least let me reward him in my own… special way, now and then. Surely you can allow that?"
She turned her gaze to Draconis, eyes twinkling. "Do you like my body? I'll go along with anything you want. I know lots of tricks Rias doesn't…"
Draconis chuckled. "You make a tempting case."
Akeno leaned in, her voice a whisper. "Anytime you want. I'm yours."
With that, she nibbled playfully at his ear, sending a shiver down his spine.
"That tickles," Draconis said, half-laughing, half-exasperated as he tried to pry her arms away.
He could feel every inch of her—Akeno's body was impossibly soft, yet solid, and the weight of her pressing against his back was unmistakable.
Boom!
A blast of magic shot across the pool, shattering a stone pedestal. Rias stood, magic crackling around her, expression icy.
"Akeno, don't get carried away. Have you forgotten you're my queen?" Her gaze was sharp. "I don't mind Draconis having other women—Asia is unavoidable. But you? No way. If he touches you, he'll turn into a beast."
Draconis rolled his eyes. Am I really that hopeless?
Then again, he remembered Akeno's secret "services" last time, and couldn't help but smile wryly. She really was dangerously seductive.
Akeno straightened, lightning crackling in her palm. "Oh my, so unfair. I won't accept this or back down."
Both women squared off, magical energy swirling around them, neither willing to yield. Draconis's eye twitched. This was getting out of hand—the King and Queen were literally fighting over him.
"I won't give him up, you shameless thunder witch!" Rias snapped.
"Let me spoil him a little—it's harmless, you stingy redhead!" Akeno shot back.
Magic flew, the air around the pool thick with chaos. Asia and Koneko watched from the sidelines, exasperated. Koneko retreated to a corner, her face blank as she watched the two naked women hurl spells at each other.
"Akeno, I thought you hated men! Why are you fighting me for Draconis?"
"Rias, didn't you say you weren't interested in men, that they're all the same?"
"Draconis is different—he's adorable and irresistible!"
"I think he's different too! Why shouldn't I find out what men are like through him?"
The fight escalated. Draconis stood off to the side, looking entirely innocent.
Some best friends they are.
He calmly picked up a drink, sipping as he watched the chaos unfold. When did he become such a magnet for trouble?
Probably ever since he stopped pretending to be ordinary—ever since he let his real self out, the differences became obvious.
After a while, Draconis decided it was best to slip away. Otherwise, those two would never quit.
Now, where was Xenovia? He hadn't seen her all morning.
Curious, he closed his eyes and scanned the area for her presence. Not in the changing room, but… the storage shed?
He walked over and knocked gently. "Xenovia?"
The door creaked open. Xenovia stepped out, looking surprised. "Oh, it's you. What's going on out there? Sounds like a war zone."
Draconis shrugged. "Nothing much. They're fighting over my mating rights."
Xenovia blinked. "…Excuse me?"
Draconis didn't elaborate. Instead, he tilted his head. "Why'd it take you so long to change?"
"It's my first time wearing a swimsuit," Xenovia said, standing tall and unselfconscious. "Does it look good?"
Draconis nodded. "You look great."
Her figure wasn't as voluptuous as Rias or Akeno, but she was toned—years of training had left her strong and lean.
"So it really is your first time? Even swimsuits were banned in the Church?"
"I never cared much for these things," she admitted. "But the nuns and other female warriors always complained."
She was a fighter, through and through.
"By the way, Draconis, there's something I want to discuss." Xenovia's expression turned serious. "Would you consider having a child with me?"
Draconis stared. "…What?"
"I'm asking if you'll have a child with me."
"…"
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