"This food...My lord, it's delicious. I've never had anything like it." Ddraig cried out from within Akira's body. Each word was accented by a bite into whatever he could get his hands on. Manners was lost on the Red Dragon Emperor as food was thrown around.

'To think he had access to something like this and he let it sit...my user is one of the most foolish I've ever had.'

An hour into Ddraig's control of Akira's body found himself here, within his kitchen, inhaling a type of food that he could get his hands on.

"In the years I've been trapped, has food really progressed this much?" Ddraig asked himself.

"A-Akira?"

Ddraig turned around and snarled at the form of the shock filled Kalawarner, her expression becoming more and more fearful as silence filled the air..

"What do you want, watch? I am clearly divulging in my base desires." Ddraig snapped back.

"I've c-cleaned up the basement. Mitt-Her body is gone and there is no trace of it." Kalawarner wimped, flinching at the name of her friend.

"Yeah, sure. I'm busy right now. Go do whatever." Ddraig stated, waving her off.

Kalawarner took this time to get away from her tormenter before he could ask anything more of her. Her body was stricken with blood, sweat and tears. Her body shuddered as she licked her lips, some of his cum still stuck on her mouth.

She hated whatever Akira did to her...she still couldn't help but lap up all that was stuck to her. She wanted to survive this, if only to bring Akira down, to bring him to her heel and make him do all the things he did to her.

No matter how delicious he tasted to her.

-=Here I Stand=-

"Arm up...no Mittlet. You're doing it all wrong." I felt a hand grab my freakishly small arm and push it up. "There now push your magic into your hands. Remember my demonstration and achieve it using your own power."

His demonstration? All he did was create a spear. Though, most fallen and angels use spears. It was simple, easy to swing around, it can be thrown and has a long reach. It was an ideal weapon for those who have no weapon experience, especially as the spears that we create extremely light when compared to conventional ones.

"There you go, you finally did it." I did?

I saw the yellowish glow of the light spear float beside me. It was weird to feel it even when I wasn't touching it. I could interact with it as if it were another limb but learning to use another limb without warning was something that felt weird, disorientating, wrong even.

"What now?" I asked, looking up at my mentor. Ever since I could remember, I could see his face. It was as if someone had placed a shadow over his features that disabled me from seeing what he looked like.

"Now, you throw it at your target."

Targets of varying colours of gold and white were thrown into the air. With nothing but a thought, I willed my spear to attack one of the targets.

"Fail."

Only for it to miss completely.

"Let me go again."

-=Here I Stand=-

Fuck my head. Where am I? What the fuck was I seeing?

Right, That was Mittlet's memories. As disorientating as it was, it gave me a lot of insight on how to use my light magic.

With a flick of my wrist, a blood-red light spear appeared. It was jagged with layers of light magic plated above one another. I can tell it was similar to Ddraig's scales, something I liked about the light magic. Good to know that it didn't have to be yellow or white.

I grabbed it in my hands and held it up. From what I remember, most fallen and angels weren't really that creative with their light.

It couldn't be helped with the lack of creativity that many supernatural has. I mean, most humans lived with entertainment that fueled each and every creative muscle we had. I doubt that many of the supernatural had the time or energy to be as lazy as us and delegate their precious time watching trash online. Imagine could humans do should their magic system be like the devils, the ones that have their magic run by imagination.

With a mere thought, the spear changed into a bow, then a sword, a chair and finally a giant drill.

"It's so easy to make useful and powerful spells, it's just that many don't get the idea of leaving their comfort zone." I missed aloud.

With both hands, I cupped the drill I was holding. I pushed almost all of the magic I had within me into that little area, condensing it to make it much more powerful. As the input of magic increased hard it was to contain the ball of light. I let out a smirk at the blood-red, almost black ball of light that I held in my hands. Should I let this go, I might get hurt.

However, I was in Ddraig's mindscape so I shouldn't be hurt right?

Right?

*BOOM*

I let out a whistle as the ball exploded in the distance. A few seconds later, the wind reached me and hit me full on. Making almost fall back. I didn't know I could throw that far. Was that part of the magic or was I just that strong?

Nah, was probably that magic. As much as I want to be that strong naturally.

" . ? ''

I shrugged as Ddraig appeared. It was weird to see him just materialize before me but if I was going to be weirded out by something like this then I still have a lot to get used to.

"Nothing much. Just exploded a compressed ball of light in your mind." I replied.

"Not that." He snarled, his snout pressing into my body as he leaned down. "I felt that."

"Cool."

"No, not 'cool'. I shouldn't be able to feel anything in here. I shouldn't be able to control your body. And I certainly shouldn't be able to eat food."

"Just sound like to me that you're having a jolly good day. Now, why don't you bugger off whilst I practice here."

"Practice what? You're magic is dangerously low. It could be disastrous should you continue"

"What do you mean 'Disastrous'? I'm in your head, or my head, or someone's head. I shouldn't be hurt."

"Under normal circumstances, You would be correct but in this case you are idiotic. Whilst you're physical body is unable to get harmed, you're magical side can still be damaged." Ddraig stated, settling down with a sigh. "Our broken connection seems to be giving us this boon, though I wonder if you can call it that."

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"Ddraig…Listen to me."

Ddraig slowly leaned in at the seriousness of my words "Yes? What is it?" he was clearly surprised at how quickly I changed my tone.

"That was the most shonen thing I've heard in a long time." I couldn't keep a straight face at all and snickered as his eye twitched. "Come on really? my 'Magical Side'."

"You need to be serious about this. Both our lives could be at stake."

"What do you mean?" I questioned "It would allow me to practice my magic here. I see no problems with that."

"Let's not forget that magic is leaking from your body as you use it. Whilst it may not be noticeable to someone outside your home with how little you have, who knows what may happen."

"That could be a problem, but what do we do about it?"

"Nothing as of right now." Ddraig said, yawning.

"You made this whole speech about being careful and you don't do shite about it? I asked, facepalming.

"Just leave me for now, I've had a feast and want to sleep it off."

"You don't have a body to sleep it off with, asshole."

-=Here I Stand=-

Fuck I feel so full. What the hell did he do to my body?

Disgusting, there are crumbs and food all over my table. At least he had the idea of cleaning the food that he had put on me. I should clean this up, the last thing I want is rodents living in my home.

That reminds me, where's Kalawarner?

Checking door after door, I find Kala sitting on my bed, gazing into the moonlight. I ignored her in favour of getting a new shirt, yet the sound of the door closing broke her out of her thoughts.

"A-Akira? You're here." She whimpered. I guess killing her friend wasn't so good to her mental state.

Well, trying to kill me wasn't good for my mental state.

Where I see it now, I think we're even.

"You're the one in my room." I stated. I found it a bit funny as she jumped out of the bed.

Her eyes widened dramatically before she tried to get past me. "Excuse me."

I put my hand in front of her before she could leave, getting her to flinch. "How long did you take to clean up Mittelt's body?" I asked.

She flinched again at the name of her friend. "A-About half an hour, one at the most."

"Is that so~?" I drawled out. Setting my gaze over her sweaty body and shredded clothing. "Good girl, you did well."

"Thank you...sir." She smiled slightly, I don't even think she's holding back anymore. That's no fun.

"Good girl." There it is again. Wow. I thought she was going to be a tougher nut to crack.

You know what.

If she's going to give in, I'll make sure she won't be able to even think about leaving me.

"It's been an hour, that would mean that you're arousal has been doubled at least." Her horror-struck face filled me joy. Words tried to come out of her mouth but I was too fast. "You're as horny as ever now."

I let out my own smile as she moaned before crumpling to the floor. Her body was wretched with lust and she couldn't keep her hands from playing with herself.

"You fucker-ow...I'll get you for this." I Smiled as she felt pain from the insult.

"Funny, isn't that my line?" I stated, pulling my trousers down.

Her eyes were instantly glued to the sight on my dick flopping out. It was funny to see her eyes follow it as if she were hypnotized.

"Play with me a bit and I'll give you pleasure, the likes you've never felt."

The last line was all she needed before she set her eyes on me before crawling over, "Please sir. I need it." Her hands edging towards me. "I'll do anything, please."

Anything?

-=Lewd Times=-

I let out a little chuckle before my mouth was taken by Kala's lips, her eagerness already showing with the sloppy make out. Her hand was already snaking down my shirt towards my dick.

My hands weren't idle either as the reached around to grip her hips, pulling her closer. Her extra sensitive breasts pushing in my chest, Something she enjoyed with the way she moaned. With her defences down, I took control and slipped my tongue into her mouth. She clearly loved it, I guess everything about me tastes amazing to her.

I knew for a fact that without any of this magic bullshite, I wouldn't have gotten Kala as an instance, for lack of a better word, as she is now. Hell back home, many would drop to their knees at her beauty, men and women alike.

"You're really going for it." I growled as she pumped my dick. Her sultry gaze locked on to my own as she tired pulled away from me, panting from the lack of air.

"Please...this is just the start."

"That it is Kala." I replied, stopping her from getting to her knees.

I grabbed both her arms and pushed her down onto the bed, her eyes didn't change as she started to unbutton what was left of her clothing. I sent her a smirk as I ripped the clothing apart with her giving me one back.

"Fuck the foreplay, just fuck me." Kala snarled, her legs wrapping around me.

I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me. She whimpered as I slid my dick up and down her slit, mewling out disapproval. Her body was shock whilst she looked like a mess. She near begging for us to start.

Without a word, I plunged into her. Her back arched as her body trembled with pleasure, her mouth releasing a window-shattering wordless moan, she must be feeling more pleasure than she can handle. After a second of adjusting, I slid all the way back out, getting another powerful moan from her, before sheathing myself back in again. Her hands clenched the sweat-filled bed sheets as her teeth snapped together shut.

She still has some fight in her, and here I thought that I wouldn't have some more fun with her.

Each and every thrust I gave her, she tried to fight back. She would avoid eye contact, her moans would be smaller than they should be and her constant insults were fun to listen to, even if she felt like shit when it happened.

"Fuck you, I'll fucking cut your dick off." Her insults weren't getting anymore original than the last.

"Kala…" I'm thinking it's time we spice this up "Who are you?"

"I am fucking Kalawarner, part of the Grigori-"

"Wrong." I said, gripping onto her large tits. With the extra sensitivity, arousal and stimulation, She gave out another high pitched moan. "Again."

"I am Kalawarner, part of the-"

"I've given you a chance and you've gone and blown it sky high." I stated, taking my dick out of her. She hips subconsciously tried to follow me but Kalawarner pulled back.

"I...don't care." she snarled.

"I'm going to make you into a mess." I smirked as she thought of the implications even as her face was sporting a heavy blush. "The only thing you're going to think about is my dick and when will be the next time you can ride it."

-=Still Lewds=-

If this is the kind of thing that I can look forward to in this life, then I couldn't wait. I mused to myself as Kalawarner rode me with reckless abandon, her body willingly pistoning herself down to the hilt of my dick over and over again without a care in the world. I wonder if the neighbours can hear the banshee-like screams that she was releasing. Just a while ago, she was denying the pleasure, but now, she was fucking me all on her own.

"Fuck…" I grunted, grabbing her hips and slammed her down. "I'm cuming."

She didn't do anything to stop me, her body was wracked with pleasure, the likes she's never felt before. Her hands were groping her tits as she howled towards the ceiling in a never-ending moan.

Once a upon a time, this woman was probably fucked to back to heaven, pun intended. Someone out there with skills they have been cultivating for years, probably giving her a night that she would never forget. Yet, I beat them because I had power over her that nobody else did.

With a simple command, I had her where I wanted her.

"My dick feels 10 times better than anything or anyone you've ever had sex with."

"Holyfuckshitohmygod" She let out illegible garbage that was stuck on repeat.

With the way that she was riding me, I could barely speak myself. Even as I came, she rode me with reckless abandon. Her eyes had lost their focus and rolled back with her mouth letting out a waterfall as her tongue rolled out. The ahegao expression making me hard again, almost instantly.

I propped myself up to eye level, Kalawarner's hands already coiling around my neck. She moaned even louder as I started to grope her ass harshly, forcefully pushing her into me. Without the resistance that had plagued her mind, she enjoyed every little bit that she could. I could feel that familiar tingle in my balls, I knew I was coming soon.

With that in mind, I doubled my pace. It was obvious that Kala was loving it, the babble that she was spewing out was already getting worse. I doubt she was able to form sentences in her own head.

"When I cum inside of you, you'll cum harder than you have ever before." With that last command, I hopefully will not need to make another command again anytime soon.

With one final thrust, I bottomed out in her and let out everything I've been holding back. The effect of the last command was instantly shown as her body became limp, like a puppet that had its strings cut off.

Even though I was slightly worried when she barely made a sound as she on my body, her breathing was calming enough as it confirmed that she was alive.

I hated this woman for trying to kill me, yet it was weird to see that I kinda cared for her. In a fucked up kinda way, I definitely felt no love, it was more I didn't want her to be broken.

It may be too late for that.

I layed her slightly to the side and placed my head on the pillow, letting sleep take me.

-=Here I Stand=-

"No, again." My mentor snarled above me. "We want humans to forget who you are, without letting others knowing you had anything to do with it."

There was an angel before us. He had been tied to the chair willingly so we could practice memory alteration. His mind was protected from anything that could damage it but I still didn't want to go too far.

Too many angels have lost who they are with this process.

"But-"

"Your hesitation will be your downfall. Do it now or I will cast you out of training." Mentor threatened. "I have many others that I can teach, do not waste this opportunity."

"Ok…" I let my magic flowing through me again, this time focusing on pushing myself into his mind. Had it not been for willingness, I would not have pushed past his defences.

I focused on his memory of coming in here. That was what I was instructed to do. He knew what I was doing and sent me subtle nod...that was enough for me to go ahead.

It was easy to pull away from the thought of him entering the room, especially without his usual defences.

"...Adequate. Maybe you're not as useless as I thought."