The Demon Lord Is An Angel-Chapter 492: *Constellation - Part 5*

It was a strangely chaste way to end their conversation, but after the kiss, Ferro expressed a desire to get back to the others. Kir hadn’t meant to play the therapist, but Ferro had needed it, just as he now seemed to want the sense of connection that lay with understanding the constellation he was now a part of.

Well, Kir presumed Ferro wanted to be a part of it from the emotions he could feel emanating from the catkin. It wasn’t so much a sense of lust or loneliness as it was a sense of shared... something. Kir couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but as soon as he returned with Ferro to the others, he could feel the emotion threading from Ferro through Malzkael and then the others.

The sight that greeted Kir, however, was quite different from when he’d left it.

Stella was inside Sin, practically spanking the girl and Lapins into submission as she rode the princess of Gra’Rhuel from behind, one hand tugging on her tails. The little tuft of Lapin’s diamond-shaped rabbit tail was a blonde-topped cloud of white above a very red set of cheeks.

Rain and Malzkael had joined forces inside Cassiel, the three angels seated with Rain and Malz scissoring their legs and cocks together as they stretched Cassiel’s pussy, a froth of white telling Kir that they’d certainly given her at least her fill in seed.

Kordia was taking a break as she lay sprawled atop Amarena, the demoness having woken from her slumber. Her silvery tails covered Amarena warmly as the wrathian pet between Kordia’s legs with a finger the size of a normal person’s arm. Amarena licked along Kordia’s cheek with a tongue the width of a shovel blade as she savored the foxkin princess’ moans, until the demoness’ eyes fixed on Kir with a sultry, inviting challenge.

"You’re finally back..." she stood, looming five meters into the air as she caught Kordia and gently placed her on the ground. "... I was hoping you’d show me what you can really do now," Amarena smirked and stepped forward. As a giantess, her half-meter long cock dangled atop balls the size of melons. "And I’m sure you know exactly what I mean, Kir..."

Gently pushing Ferro aside, Kir rose to meet her as he grew in height and form, beyond his base war form and into something greater that matched her height for height... or did, until she truly flexed the power within her as she transformed into a beastly queen the size of a building.

"They’re monsters..." Kir heard Ferro whisper. Kordia chuckled a little as she took Ferro by the hand and guided him away, towards Rain, Malz, and Cassie, as the standoff between Kir and Amarena began and ended with a sudden surge of motion.

Amarena tackled Kir through the wall of the Academy as she bull-rushed him in one fluid acceleration, breaking through the inner of the district until she pinned him against one of the many houses he’d copied into place for his mental landscape. Unlike reality, the debris quickly disappeared as Kir lost track of it all, aided greatly by Amarena’s gargantuan cock as the she-demon entered him, eliciting a fearsome, rumbling growl from Kir as he was taken roughly.

Kir channeled a bit of the painful pleasure into rolling Amarena onto her back, making her work for her pleasure as he bit her neck while grinding his hips into her. The sensation of buildings crumbling beneath them formed a strange, vibrating backdrop to their thrusts as their lovemaking became a battle of epic proportions between two monsters the size of three-story buildings.

Tails and tongues intertwined as they rolled and pitched and threw each other around the city, the fierceness with which they mated matched only by the destruction it caused.

*

After a while, everyone gathered at the hole ripped in the fake Academy to watch the buildings crumble and the ground shake as Kir and Amarena kept at it.

"Gods, I hope they don’t do that in a real city," Cassiel commented, leaning heavily on Malz’s unwinged shoulder. "Are you sure they’re on our side?" she asked.

"No," Malz said simultaneously with Rain saying, "Yes."

They were a bit out of it to laugh, but the sentiment passed amongst the three with shared smiles.

Stella took the moment to tease Ferro, asking, "So... how’d you like him? Did he show you how good he is with his tongue?"

Ferro blushed all the way to his ears. "We didn’t... we just sort of talked. And held hands for a bit."

"Ah! Handholding! You naughty, degenerate kitty!" she rubbed him between the ears. "Mama Stella’s going to have to teach you a few things."

"I was a concubine for most of my life, so forgive me for declining," Ferro said. Sure, her touch aroused his body, but... Ferro looked at Malzkael, feeling he needed more than just physical satisfaction.

"Oho, then we’ve got to swap stories sometime," the succubus seemed unperturbed by his rejection, and left after eliciting another blush from him with a few whispered suggestions.

Rainier watched with a bit of a dumbstruck look on his face. "Is this the sort of stuff Kir’s gotten up to while I was gone?" he asked.

"It’s not the strangest thing he’s done... but yeah, it’s been a wild few years," Kordia replied as she gently placed a hand on Rainier’s arm. "Once everything’s settled... I’m looking forward to resting and meeting everyone properly." She gave a nod to Cassiel and Malzkael.

"Mood," Malz replied, watching Amarena and Kir with a more critical eye. "They should have run out of energy by now," she scoffed, "but I guess the Square-cube Law can go fuck itself..."

"That sounded very scientific," Kordia noted. "You met Kiryu, yes? Did he..."

"No, he didn’t. Kir’s not the only one with old voices in his head," the angel replied. "At least mine aren’t all that close, though. Kiryu was a bit of an asshole. Cruel and insincere."

"I got that impression of him," Kordia smiled weakly. "But I also sensed that deep down, he cared." The foxkin princess looked out over the city. "I suppose Kir’s the opposite. He cares. He’s kind. But there have been times when he’s needed to fight, and in those times, he’s never shied away from fighting for what he believes in... even when it’s meant being cruel to himself."

"What are you saying?" Rainier asked, pulling her a bit closer.

"I’m saying that... I think we need to look out for him. Now more than ever, especially since you’ve returned to us. He fought a war, Rain. By himself. Then everything fell apart after Kiryu took over. He hasn’t had time - he hasn’t given himself time to reconcile to any of it... and once he has that time..." Kordia looked down. "Once we have that time, I don’t want us to fall apart the moment we start thinking about all the ways we could have done better... because I know we all did the best we could with what we knew."

Rain pulled Kordia into a hug. "We won’t," he promised. "I’ll do whatever it takes to keep us together, because I am never leaving again." He cleared his throat awkwardly, then looked out at the latest bloom of destruction as Amarena pinned Kir against a clock tower to have her way with him from behind. "I think I can try out war form... should we, maybe, stop them?"

Kordia shook her head. It was obvious that interceding was only likely to get people hurt. "Let them fuck."

*

Hours after their rampage began, Kir lay with his back in what had been a copy of one of Norneau’s fountains. Amarena lay next to him, practically purring in satisfaction as she brushed a hand along his abs.

They’d shrunk back to a more normal size, and Kir could feel the deep relaxation within his demoness partner as she breathed in time with her thoughts.

"I didn’t think we’d last that long," she said.

"I have been drawing on a lot of mana from the dungeons... and feeding it to everyone a bit..." Kir admitted.

"Like when you made us food?" she asked.

"More like with every breath." Kir sat up. "It’s probably time we start making moves."

Before he could finish standing, Amarena grabbed his arm. "Wait," she said. "Just a moment longer. I want to talk about our child."

Kir touched himself above his womb, not knowing how long it would take for a being to quicken within, given he no longer understood his own biology. "What would you like to talk about?" he asked.

"Names," Amarena said.

"I thought most demons didn’t get names until they evolved the first time."

"We aren’t most demons. And I want to know that our future child will have their name in case I die. So I was thinking... Attika, if it’s a girl. Maybe Kiram if it’s a boy."

The first name was Amarena’s mother’s. The second, Kir wasn’t so sure of, but it sounded fierce until he realized it was just the first syllables of his and Amarena’s names put together. "Luda- Aidaeb, that is, seemed pretty sure it’s going to be a girl. I think I’d be fine with that, naming her after your mother."

"Good, because I’m not giving you a choice," Amarena jabbed Kir in the side with a finger.

Kir laughed and helped her stand, undoing all the destruction with a snap of his fingers.

"Alright then," he kissed her. "Let’s go back to the others."