~~Day 120~~

~~David~~

Taking a break was nice. Taking it out in the open on the empty ground, not so much. But they'd been walking for another week, and other than some run-ins with hungry demons and hungrier hellbeasts, the walk had been uneventful.

The real concern was angels. Twice, white dots had streaked the sky, and David had had to carve caves for the group in a matter of seconds. Now, everyone watched the skies, justly paranoid.

"So no hellbeasts can fly?" David asked. He squatted in front of Pegasus, his chest to his pet's, so Pegasus's neck and head were over his shoulder. Hard to get in close to a small horse with a unicorn horn, body spikes, and wings. He reached forward, slipped his hands under the goort's wings, and lifted them, flapping the bestest horse in the world's wings for him.

Pegasus stayed where he was, nestled into David's neck. Happy to be there, apparently. It tugged at David's heartstrings every time.

"Nope," Jeskura said. She sat nearby behind Daoka, examining her lover's back spikes. "Only angels. Lots of hellbeasts have wings, but the best they can do is glide, like me."

David shook his head and let Pegasus's wings go. "Still makes no sense to me. If you have wings, just get under a hot air current going up, right? Or flap your wings and stuff."

"It's not about physics," Tsila said, giving her angel wings a small flap. "We do not fly with physics; that is for the surface. We fly with the grace of God. Our graces." She stood behind the sitting Acelina, examining the spire mother's wings, but also examining Acelina's armor, her four huge horns, and even her necklaces. Were those two getting along? Maybe. In David's crew, they were the only two who seemed interested in fashion.

Maybe the Las were getting into fashion, too. They stood in front of Acelina, and watched with wide eyes as Tsila took Acelina's necklaces and wove them into interesting chain patterns.

"Indeed," Laoko said, lying on her side nearby. "I have seen hellbeasts with no name, gliding through dark depths you have not seen, deep within the most barren pits underneath the Grave Valley. But never flying."

Free of David's exploring hands, Pegasus hopped back and flapped his wings on his own, bouncing weight from front to back. Frolicking, like a playful baby horse, except with wings. And like a baby predator learning to hunt, Caera gave chase, purposefully going slow so she didn't catch the goort. Pegasus made a playful whinny sound and clicked in his throat several times as he ran away.

"He says 'play'," Moriah said.

David smiled. Good. Play was good. He doubted normal hellbeasts did things like play, or vocalize it like this. Pegasus was definitely a unique creature with a lot of surface-animal qualities.

"I was wondering about that, too," David said, standing back up. "Angels can speak Hellian?"

Moriah nodded. "It's ancient and simple."

Daoka mirrored the nod with a chirp, making some demons chuckle.

David took a step toward Caera and Pegasus, tripped, landed on his palms, and froze. Someone else's hand reached up from the ground and grabbed his wrist. "Shit!" David yanked his hand free and threw himself to the side, but it wasn't enough. The ground opened up beneath him, and a dozen hands grabbed him.

The remnants burst up from the rock and dirt, and as if they had an agenda, the ground turned soft under him. Quicksand. Fucking quicksand. Remnant fingers wrapped his ankles and wrists, and a remnant head poked up from the sand and bit into his flesh. Pain came a second later after the shock wore off, and David yelled.

The demons and betrayers weren't any better off. If anything, the demons had a worse time, heavier bodies sinking into the muck and the churning, growing waves of desperate remnant palms.

"Pegasus!" David spun. His horse whinnied, the highest pitch and loudest sound he'd made yet, and he flapped his wings as hard as he could. Nothing. His four hooves sank into the sand and gripping fingers.

Like lightning bolts, Moriah and Tsila took to the air, wings flapping hard to free themselves from the sand. As Acelina sank deep, sank up to her waist, she threw the Las out of the pit onto its edge, and the little ladies scampered free.

"David!" Lasca yelled. "David! Do--"

Caera got her hands on David, pulled him out of the sand, and fell in. She'd been on the edge of the growing pit, and grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him tilted her forward. She fell into the dozens of remnant hands reaching up from the ground, and roared down at the limbs as her heavy body sank into the dirt.

"Caera!" he yelled. "Someone--"

Moriah swooped in from above, grabbed Caera's hands, and pulled her out of the growing pit. She flapped her wings hard, the wind sending crumbling dirt and dismembered remnant fingers scattering over the slope of the pit until David had to close his eyes.

She set Caera's massive bulk beside him and returned to the pit, dashing from side to side to grab every demon and betrayer she could. Tsila did the same, wincing every time she grabbed a betrayer's hand.

Moriah grabbed Pegasus's horns and dragged him, freeing inch after inch of the goort from the clawing remnants. He stomped his front hooves, finally free of the dirt, crushed remnant heads peeking up from the sand, and flapped his wings with the panic of a trapped songbird. More hands grabbed his rear legs, but Moriah was strong. She pulled Pegasus free of their grip, tore some remnant hands free of their wrists, and she set David's companion on the solid ground.

David forced down a few deep breaths and got to his feet. Everyone had been rescued, each demon and betrayer free and standing on the edge of the deathtrap. The crew stepped back further as the pit grew wider and more remnants reached up, tearing at the ground in a futile attempt to free themselves as much as they tore at each other. Soon the pit was filled with dead remnants, and their bodies piled up at the bottom, churning as remnant hands stirred the sand like blender blades. The dirt turned red.

"Everyone okay?" David asked, turning and facing the crowd. A quick check showed all his girls were fine, and he squatted down in front of Pegasus and held the winged horse. Pegasus stomped his hooves and squirmed, breathing heavily and flaring his wings, but eventually he settled down, breathing slowing, wings relaxing. David sighed into his pet's neck, pressed his temple against Pegasus's, and stroked his thick neck and the spikes on his shoulders.

Danger past and Pegasus calm, David squatted in front of Caera and hugged the huge tiger. She licked his cheek and nudged her short snout into his neck. No need to say it, she'd been quick, quicker than the angels, and threw him to safety, knowing full well she'd fall into the pit. He squeezed her.

"We are fine," Tatiana said, the succubus groaning. "I have never seen a red pit open so quickly."

"Hell's been acting weird," Jeskura said, groaning and rubbing dirt off her legs and the dented grooves of her armor. "Remnants getting free and walking around like zombie hordes." Cue full-body shivers. "And I swear other shit's happening, too. More hellquakes. Worse weather." She gestured at the churning sky and the relentless hot wind smacking their faces.

Daoka nodded, clicking as she squatted down in front of the Las and checked them for wounds.

"Slow," Laoko said, grumbling and eyeing David. "You can control Hell, can you not? You were slow to react."

"Oh shut up. You sank, too. Tsila saved your ass."

Laoko gestured at herself. "I weigh eight times as much as you, little boy, at the least. I sank in a moment. You did not."

"Then be grateful--"

"You could have saved us easily, is my point, David." The curvy tetrad gestured down at the pit of remnants and the thousands of hands poking up from the ground. Heads peeked up just enough to reveal faces, aimed up at the sky, mouths biting at anything that got near their teeth.

"Can the unmarked control the red pits?" Tatiana asked.

Tacharius stood beside her, and the incubus scratched his small horn. "I've seen David do some pretty interesting shit. Can you freeze the ground or something?"

"You mean temperature?" David asked. "I uh, don't think so. I can't really alter how much energy is in stuff, just the shape of it." He looked down and scratched his head. "You know, that doesn't really make sense, does it? Why can I change the shape of things, and even make things move fast enough to stab, but I can't alter the thermal energy of things? That's--"

Tsila laughed. "It is still not about physics, I suppose."

"Yeah, I guess not. I--"

"Hide," Moriah said, head aimed up. Everyone stared at her. "Now."

He'd been too slow to stop the red pit from catching him and the crew, but this time he was ready. He turned, put the pit to his back, pointed out his hands, and ripped the ground open, splitting it apart into a single ditch.

The crew jumped in, his girls and Tatiana's crew. Pegasus hesitated, but Caera scooped up the creature and brought him with her into the trench. David followed them in, and with another silent song, forged a thick ceiling over their heads with a small hole in the center. In the cave's darkness, a tiny beam of light shone down in its center, just enough light for David to see everyone.

They waited and listened. Nothing.

"I spotted angels," Moriah said.

"Sure?" Jes asked.

"Yes, I am sure. They hid in the churning sky, but came lower. Tsila and I flying about moments ago gave us away."

David winced.

"We must hide their wings," Tatiana said, the princess bitch speaking with the same authority Acelina liked to use. "I told you their wings would give us away. All is black, red, and shades of death in Hell. An angel's wings and clothes stand out to anyone."

"Got an idea?" David asked. "I'm all ears."

Sighing, Tatiana stripped naked and handed her red silks to Moriah. David stared at her, and somehow found the strength to not let his eyes roam her slim, fit, tall body, her small-but-perfect breasts, and the varying piercings; peripheral vision was more than enough for him to see it all. There was no getting around it: succubi were really fucking hot, and Tatiana had that runway-model physique that had everyone staring.

She had a few scars, too. Earlier delving questions had learned nothing. She was a closed book.

"Come on," the succubus said, glaring back at Tacharius, the other demons with her, and the betrayers. They all wore silks, not as pretty as hers, but that wouldn't matter. "Strip and give the clothes to the angels. We should have done this earlier."

Tacharius sighed, stripped, and handed his black silk, skimpy toga to Tsila. "I want that back someday."

"Oh shut up," Tatiana said. "I am a bailiff and here I stand, nude, surrounded by ruffians. Be happy you get to see my naked body at all."

David raised a brow and looked at the other vola sex demons. They were smiling. Apparently Tatiana's princess attitude was pretty normal. Judging from the sounds they made almost every night, they were all familiar with her naked body, too.

"These will work," Acelina said, and she gestured to the incubi and succubi. "Help the angels. Tie the silks around their wings and--"

"Quiet," Moriah said.

The group went silent and stared at the beam of light stabbing the dark cave from above. Noise. Clinking armor. Flapping wings. Talking.

The noise grew closer.

"--were here," a voice said, muffled through the meter of rock. David had made the ceiling thick.

"Are you certain?" another voice asked.

"Yes."

"I see a red pit opened moments ago. Perhaps you saw its formation?"

"I saw white, captain."

A deep breath. "We know the unmarked can change the shape of Hell. Perhaps they are hiding."

"Hiding, captain?"

"Beneath the ground." Oh fuck. "Come, back to the sky."

David gulped hard and shared glances with Tsila and Moriah. Their eyes were wide, too.

"David," Moriah whispered. "They will bombard the area."

"I made the roof thick," he said. "But I don't know if it's thick enough."

Tatiana gestured to the wall beside them. "Form a tunnel."

"I can't just make tunnels," he hissed through clenched teeth. "A cave isn't the same."

The princess sneered and rolled her eyes. "Then can you make this cave deeper?"

"I can try, but--"

An explosion shook the room, and the walls vibrated, unleashing a sound like someone had rung an enormous, heavy gong beside David's head.

Pegasus flattened to the ground, on his knees and wings spread, covering the middle of their little cave.

Another explosion shook the stone, and another. David covered his ears. No one else did; maybe the loud sound didn't hurt their skulls, but it hurt his, and he winced and shuddered as each explosion ripped through the cavern. The ceiling cracked.

"David!" Jes yelled. "You don't have a choice! Get us out of here!"

"I can't--"

"I know, but maybe you can try just digging straight down!?"

"It's not that simple!"

They didn't get how complicated digging a tunnel was, in any direction. It wasn't simply a matter of moving mass. Digging a cave was a thousand times simpler, a two-step process of just moving shit out of the way, and then building a wall or ceiling. Moving shit out of the way while simultaneously creating the wall or ceiling with the same material you were moving, balancing both perfectly evenly, was a thousand times harder.

More explosions ripped through the ground, and flashes of gold pulsed through the hole in the ceiling. And as the cracks grew, hints of flashing gold pushed through them as well. Pegasus made to stand, but Daoka clicked at him once and set a hand on his back, gently squashing him to the floor.

"No choice," Caera said, and she nudged him with her shoulder. "Try, or we're all dead."

Sighing, David took a deep breath, put both hands flat against the ground, and played a tune. Each explosion pulsed through him, screwing with the song, and he closed his eyes tight against them. Find a song. Balance it. A tune in one hand. A different tune in the other.

Start small. Move the ground. One hand, then the other. One song into another. Easy, right? Like playing two different guitar solos at the same time, that had to intersect and bounce off each other. Easy. He didn't need to dig a big hole and travel large distances. For now, just a bit of extra ground between them and the angels above. Easy?

It wasn't easy.

He summoned a pillar of rock up from the center of the cave, shifting out the dirt from under his feet so the cave sank just an inch deeper, while the moving rock reached up and pressed to the ceiling. He created another pillar near Tatiana and did the same, pulling rock out from under her, coalescing it into a pillar, and merging it into the rock above. As long as everything stayed connected, the song could reach it, control it, manipulate it, and Tatiana stared up at the small pillar as it merged into the cracking ceiling like liquid.

More pillars, each sinking the cave just a little more. It'd take hours to get anywhere like this, but each pillar created was strength added to the cave's ceiling. Pegasus watched a pillar slide up near his neck; he'd probably have run around it if he could stand up, but the vibrating floor ripped the ground out from everyone, driving them to their asses or knees. Another pillar, and another, some merging straight into the ceiling, others sliding into cracks to repair damage.

The small quakes continued, but grew softer and softer. Falling bits of rock ceased. No more flashes of gold punch through the cracks. The heavy rumble of explosions moved on.

David gasped, sucking in air he didn't know he needed, and sweat dripped from his face onto the ground. On his hands and knees, he forced his eyes up to the cracked ceiling, and everyone listened.

More angels talking, a dozen of them, and some words slipped through the broken ceiling and tiny breathing hole. Unmarked. Dangerous. Azoryev fighting Ravid. Yathael fighting Avinoam.

David winced and looked at Moriah and Tsila. Both staring at the ceiling, wide-eyed, shock and sadness etched deep into their skin. Moriah almost stood up, but Tsila grabbed her shoulder and pulled her back down to her knees, shaking her head.

No one moved a muscle or said a word, eyes aimed up, watching the light leaking through the cracks get cut by shadows as people walked or flew overhead. David could feel how much the ceiling had crumbled, how thin it'd grown, and that the nearby ground was filled with craters.

"Ezekial," an angel shouted, "started this!"

"No he did not. He questioned the council and--"

"He should be brought to justice!"

"The greater angels block each other, Jedziah. We are stuck. We--" The voice faded away, joining other angels in an argument about their purpose. Much as angels were absurdly powerful, they also had a habit of speaking directly and openly.

The group waited until the nearby sounds of talking angels and clinking armor faded, and the distant sounds of more bombardments ceased. Fifteen minutes of sitting around, doing absolutely nothing, waiting for possible death. Waiting was its own kind of hell.

David broke the silence. "What'd you... say to Pegasus?" he asked Daoka.

She smiled and gestured to Pegasus, who stayed where he lay on his stomach, eyes aimed up at the ceiling too.

"She said 'shh'," Jes said with a shrug. "They gone?"

"They are gone," Laoko said, sighing. "But I think it best we rest here for longer until we are sure."

David nodded, leaned back, and collapsed against Caera. She caught him and helped him sit back against her chest, her legs spread around him so she could hug him from behind and rest her chin on his head.

Tatiana crawled forward -- he did his best to ignore how that looked really damn hot now that she was naked -- and frowned at him. "You are sweating, from moving some rock?"

"Fuck you," he said lazily, breathing heavily and relaxing back against Caera's stomach. "You don't understand. I could move a hundred times this much rock for the same effort, but it's not the same as--ah, fuck you, leave me alone." He couldn't summon any real malice into his words.

Caera laughed and stroked his head with a set of claws, sending tingling pleasure from his scalp down into his body. "David's made it clear many times, succubus, that playing his music to move Hell is not like using muscle and might. Some things that would seem easy are hard, and vice versa."

The succubus sneered. "And you didn't summon the aliens?"

"I didn't," David said. "I played quietly. We're safe--from aliens, anyway."

Pegasus looked at Daoka. She clicked once, and Pegasus got up and joined David, lying on his knees and stomach between David's legs. David melted. Why was something so simple so moving? There was something about a creature, completely of its own accord, walking up to him so it could be with him, that hit him with a feeling he couldn't even describe. And that wasn't like David. He could analyze and describe anything. But the way Pegasus lowered his head, set it on David's thigh, and closed his eyes, made David feel... feel.

"Ezekiel," Acelina said, the four Las under her wings like giant tarps. "The angels said Ezekiel. The reaper?"

"Yes," Moriah said. "Ezekiel was one of the first to question if the council had begun ignoring the plight of angels. The council said nothing. I suppose he was the first to plant the seeds of doubt among the Heavenly Islands."

David stared at her. "But... he tried to kill me."

The angel nodded. "The greater angels are difficult to predict. He did let you live, after all."

"That battalion was from Azoryev, right?" David gestured to Tsila, who'd been in that battalion. "And Ezekiel--"

"There are nine reapers, nine guardians, and nine muses," Tsila said. "But they are not beholden to any Heavenly Island. They drift and do as they please. Many sleep for millennia. We cannot predict what they will do, whether or not they sleep, or where they even are, only that they act rarely, and require months to recuperate between such acts."

"And," Moriah said, "that angel said the greater angels are blocking each other."

"Blocking each other?" Jes asked.

"Yes." With a heavy sigh, Moriah leaned into Tsila's side, and without missing a beat, Tsila turned to her and ran her fingers through Moriah's long black hair. "The greater angels do not always get along, and feel differently about many things. They are mikalim, rapholem, and gabriem, except with powers on an absurd scale, and with a devotion to their way of reasoning that is beyond even an angel's commitment."

"They as old as council angels?" David asked.

"No. Only the old books would know their exact age, but they are as old as humanity, whereas the council angels existed when all life was naught but bacteria in a soup."

Caera spoke up. "I can't imagine being that old. Are the council angels stronger? We saw Ezekiel fight, and he was--"

"Like a force of destruction," Moriah said. "But no one knows how strong the council angels are. They have not raised their swords since the First War, and only they have the books that describe that time." She leaned back into Tsila with a gentle sigh. Strange, watching the Latina angel with her long black hair and ruby eyes let Tsila pamper her. Maybe she just wanted to experience what David was now with Caera scratching his scalp.

"If the greater angels came down together," Tsila said, "there is nothing we could do. David would have to call upon the utmost power to potentially defeat even a single one, and that would assuredly summon the invader to us."

"That reminds me," David said. "We're still not sure why that girl unmarked is pushing from the Navameere Fields this way. I have to assume the woman in armor talked to her, told her about the stakes. And if this other unmarked girl is fighting entire armies, has she summoned the invader before? Or maybe she's gotten good enough to fight armies without playing the music loudly? Most of you saw how I fought at the spire battle. It worked, but not enough to take on entire battalions. She couldn't fight an angel army if they came for her."

"Another mystery," Laoko said. "I..." She raised a brow and looked around at the betrayers and sex demons that sat within a meter of her. They all stared at her, especially the betrayers. They hadn't been this close to a tetrad yet, maybe never. With an evil grin, Laoko leaned in close to Naoko, lips inches from hers, and blew gently in her face. "Boo."

Naoko almost squeaked and pulled her head back, hiding behind Zazee the succubus. Acelina chuckled.

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They resumed the march, but now both angels wore the red and black silks of the succubi and incubi--volaras and volarins. Moriah didn't look happy about it, especially how they had to tie the silk over their wings, wrapping them snug. Tsila rolled with the punches, like always.

Little Laria tugged on Tsila's black silk on her hip. "What will happen when angel puts on armor? Break silk?"

"Hopefully not," Tsila said, smiling down at the red goblin. "But I do not know for sure. We will not summon our batlam rune unless needed."

"I should hope not," Tatiana said. She stepped up beside Tsila, standing a few inches taller than her, and glared down at the angel. "You angels may summon that glorious white silk from your grace, but we demons have no such power. We harvest silk threads from fallo spiders, deadly creatures with poisonous bites. The silk itself is sharp and can cut through skin. But we volas harvest it with skills no other demon would ever bother to learn."

Something about the way the tall, slim woman walked naturally and casually beside the beautiful angel, despite being naked, was oddly erotic. David snuck a few glances back before Jes whipped his ass with her tail.

"Dao was just saying," Jes said, grinning at him, "that demons don't usually practice skills. But I guess if the Scar survives on trade, skills make sense."

"Indeed," Tatiana said. "For all the strength of your kind"--she gestured up at Laoko before doing the same to Jes, Caera, Acelina, and even Dao--"we volas will rule Hell someday. Only we have the same inclinations as humans. And like humans took over the surface, we will do the same here."

Laoko chuckled, looking back over her shoulder. "You could be right. Given enough time, you could very well be right."

Tatiana blinked. "You think so, tetrad?"

"I have seen demons of many breeds fight and kill each other over scraps. Even the imps and grems, tiny as they are, often fight and kill each other over nothing. Most demon breeds are easily swept up in auras of violence, surrender themselves to it, and indulge, often dying in the process. But the volara and volarins do not, or at least, not in nearly the same numbers. You scheme, connive, trade, and seduce. Maybe some day, you will win." She winked and carried on, leaving Tatiana staring.

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~~Day 122~~

A couple of days later.

Other groups of demons approached, and each time, it ended in battle. Laoko was right. In the Scar, demons were willing to talk, but everywhere else where incubi and succubi weren't in charge, demons were all too willing to give into violence auras. It wasn't like a demon couldn't resist one, but the moment any demon in a group summoned the aura, they gave in and attacked.

They wanted to eat David and the angels. They wanted Laoko's prestige, and to be known as the one who killed her. They wanted to capture and enslave the volas and their betrayers. They wanted to do all three to Acelina.

They wanted to fight. They liked it.

David sighed, and the group marched on.

"I thought the Red Pits would be different," he said. "Khazeer has a military here?"

"He does," Laoko said, leading the troupe. "The armies of the Red Pits have more self-control, but they are on the other side of the province. On this side, we deal with roaming bands. Khazeer feels no need to hold a defense against the Scar." Chuckling, she gestured back to the Las, and the four red goblins ran up to her and marched by her legs. "Perhaps he should learn the power of the swarm?"

"Las fight!" Lasca yelled. "Swarm!"

"Fifth La is leader!" Latia yelled. "We fight!"

David frowned up at Laoko, and she returned it with another sly little grin. He didn't want the Las fighting, and she knew it.

"Laoko," he said. "Can you... holy shit."

Past a short hill, the ground spread out before them, and everyone stared at the myriad of black dots. A strange whistling, shrieking sound saturated the air, and David's brain withered in his skull as he peeked down over the closest dot. A hole, like a prairie dog hole, except a human face lay within, wailing as the ground slowly compressed on their skull and popped it like a balloon. A small geyser of red shot up from the hole, and Caera yanked David away before the stream narrowly missed his face.

"The fuck!?" David yelled, falling back on his ass. Sure enough, more black dots shot up red gushes, each mixed with other colors, like a paintress who'd mixed slivers of brown or black or yellow into her reds. Brains, bone, and hair.

"The Red Pits," Laoko said with a shrug, "is full of surprises."

Surprise was certainly a word for it. Each geyser let out a curdling scream that rose above the others, before something inside went pop, and another geyser of blood shot into the air. The red gore landed with a splat, soaking the surrounding dirt in red. For kilometers in all directions, the ground was red and covered in howling black dots.

"It's like a fucking water park," David said, standing up.

Caera raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"On the surface. People visit water parks to play with water or swim in it. Some of the fancier ones have water jets that shoot water up out of the floor in random places, so you can run around and dodge them and stuff. This is, uh, a bit like that." He swallowed hard and gestured out at the ground ahead. "The fuck other surprises are waiting for us, Laoko?"

"It has been centuries since I was in the Red Pits," the tetrad said. "Things have changed, I am sure. Tatiana?"

The succubus stood with David and grinned down at him. "Nothing to worry yourself over."

David glared.

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~~Day 123~~

Things only got worse. Anthills, each reaching a couple of meters high. His sixth sense told him they were filled with tunnels, tiny things barely big enough to hold a body. And remnant bodies spawned within the tiny tunnels, trapped, before the tunnel squeezed and crushed them just enough to make them pop. The anthills, covered in the same black dots the ground was, leaked red down the sides of the structures, each hole unleashing unending wails of agony before a heavy gush of gore flowed from the hole onto the ground. More than a few times, David had to dodge back to keep from getting nailed by an errant shot of sideways geyser blood.

"This. Fucking. Sucks." He winced and looked away as another anthill drowned the area in screams, and then blood as a dozen holes on the thick structure unleashed their destroyed contents. "What the fuck is this?"

Tatiana shrugged. "This is Hell. What did you expect? The damned are tortured until they are cleansed."

"This is..." He shuddered and hugged his arms. "Sometimes I forget that. I avoid looking at the worst stuff, but I can't really ignore this." Right on cue, an anthill unleashed its screams, hidden remnant faces within crying out as the ground compressed and squeezed on them with subtle-but-deadly pressure. David wasn't claustrophobic, but being crushed to death was pretty close to the top of his list of the worst ways to die. And unlike a lot of the weird, exotic, obtuse tortures of Hell, getting slowly squashed was not all that uncommon a way to die on the surface. It was too real.

He clutched his stomach and looked away.

Tatiana laughed and shrugged, but Daoka came up and pulled the succubus away before she could say anything. She clicked at David, walked behind him, put her hands on his shoulders, and guided him forward.

"She's right," Caera said. "Just keep walking."

He nodded. "Keep walking. I can do that."

"How strange," Acelina said from the back. "I thought you immune to Hell's torments by now."

"I'll never be immune to it. And some things hit me more than others."

The spire mother strutted up to him, each step a dance of swaying hips, even in the middle of a field of gore and screaming death.

"I thought you were a child of Hell?"

He scrunched up his nose Mia-style. "I'm part human, at least. And the human part of me can't... can't fucking stomach this."

Acelina looked past him with her eyeless gaze, face aimed at one anthill, and she tilted her head as another squirt of gore splashed the ground near her hooves. Maybe she was trying to understand how he felt? Like a stone-cold killer trying to understand empathy. It was moving, in a strange way.

"How much longer to the spire?" he asked. He could see a tiny vertical red and black line in the distance, but far as he could tell, it wasn't getting any bigger. Like driving, a car in the distance coming at you at a hundred kph looked like it was holding still if it was far enough away. It sucked.

"A week. Perhaps less," Laoko said.

David groaned louder.

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Another group of demons approached, bigger than the last, and again with a tetrad at the head. A woman, fujara; four arms, no wings, but unlike Laoko, she had a tail and clawed feet. She wore black armor, as did the small army with her, and the armor was in considerably better condition, strapped better, in better positions, more aligned and bent into tight shapes to fit the body contours better. They'd taken care of their gear. Demons didn't normally do that.

"Sazillia," Laoko said. "I know her, barely. Bailiff. Get ready."

"Unmarked!" Sazillia called from a distance. "We have come to escort you."

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~~Day 115~~

~~Mia~~

Two days of walking, and they still hadn't gotten through the forest of crosses. The burning sky settled. Twilight. A couple of hours until night.

"What sort of hellbeasts are we expecting?" Mia asked from Vin's back, Cerberus walking alongside him.

Cerb was getting bigger by the day, with a giant appetite to match. Bigger than any surface dog. As big as a full-grown black bear! How big would he get? Maybe she could ride him one day, if he got as big as a goort. Normal hellhounds didn't get that big, but who knew? Even a normal cannam hellhound got as big as a lion, and Mia was tiny, so maybe?

She smiled at the idea of little her, riding her Cerberus. With some leather, she could make -- or ask someone else to make -- a saddle of some kind. She'd get him a meera helmet and some other chunks of the black metal she could strap to his shoulders and forearms. And maybe some leather armor for the throat and belly, so he wouldn't be too weighed down, and get some protection on the soft spots, and--

"Basilisks," Romakus said. "Not a threat to the group, but they can kill a vrat if they catch one solo. There's also mud crawlers, irka rats, illorads, and of course, cannam."

Mia winced. "Can we just... not run into any cannam? Please? After Cerberus, I really don't like the idea of killing his kin."

"Kin?" Julisa asked, glaring back at Mia. "There are no kin in Hell. No siblings. No parents. No children. For demons or hellbeasts."

Mia rolled her eyes. "I know that. And you knew what I meant. Bitch." Vinicius laughed, and she patted his shoulder. "Okay, let me down. I'll make us a cave."

Vin got to a knee, and Mia climbed off, but not before she spotted Adron with a raised eyebrow, looking at her. She finger-waved at him, testing the waters to see how he'd react. He finger-waved back, but a bit hesitantly. Something was on his mind. He leaned back against a cross, ignoring the attached remnant, and waited.

Mia played a silent song and moved the crosses aside, shifting them over the ground like she could with trees. As long as the crosses stayed connected to the ground they grew from, she could move them, an extension of Hell, like limbs. Part of her wanted to use her powers to kill every remnant they stumbled onto and help the remnants get through their numbers faster, so they could fully die and pass onto the Great Tower, like in the vision Raphael had shown her. But that'd be like trying to clear a beach of sand, one teaspoon at a time.

She didn't move many crosses. They had to be sneaky. She moved the ground up and to the side, made a hole, and expanded it, raising the rock and dirt more and more, and flattening it out as best she could. Unfortunately for her, the song couldn't create or destroy stuff, not really, as if the afterlife followed some sort of spiritual mirror of the surface rule for energy: can't be destroyed, only changed. That meant every damn time she moved ground to make a cave, she had to deal with where the dirt was moved to, like the Count of Monte Cristo. Pain in the ass.

Azreal and Noah stepped back and away. Mia stopped.

"Boys?"

"Azreal and I will scout the area while you sleep."

She blinked and looked at the others, but they all looked confused, too.

"What?" Yosepha asked. "That's not safe."

"We'll be fine," Azreal said. "There's... something we wish to do."

Romakus put up a hand. "Uh, question? What the fuck are you talking about?"

Noah shook his head. "It's a private matter. There were multiple reasons we came down to Hell, and we will pursue one of those reasons under the cover of night. It has nothing to do with Mia or the mission."

Julisa snorted and looked at Adron, but Adron shrugged. Vinicius and Kas said nothing.

Yosepha glared. "Is it--"

"Do not concern yourself," Noah said. "We will not go far, and we will be safe in the dark with these clothes." He gestured at the unholy robes draped over his wings and shoulders.

And then they were gone. The two angels walked away, leaving everyone just staring at their backs. They didn't have to go far before their silhouettes disappeared behind the tens of thousands of crosses and squirming remnants.

"Yosepha?" Mia asked.

Yosepha sighed and shook her head. "I have an idea, but if I am correct, it is deeply personal. Maybe they will speak of it in the future, but it is not for me to do so."

"Um, you sure? Because we're kinda in the middle of trying to save the world."

"They will be fine," she said. "And if not... this may be for the better."

Mia's jaw dropped. "What!? Wha--"

A loud roar in the distance put an end to the conversation.

"That," Romakus said, "sounded like an illorad."

"Oh." Mia took a deep breath. "I remember those. Kinda like Komodo dragons, right? They scampered past us in the tunnels in the Black Valley."

Romakus gestured past her to Angel's Spine. "This close to the archangels, they are probably mutated. Bigger, stronger, and they move in packs." He laughed and gestured at the hole she'd been forging. "Dig faster."

Shit. Mia dug the hole deeper, but panic set in her limbs. She was confident the crew could face a pack of mutated hellbeasts, but they were trying to be stealthy. If Azreal and Noah heard combat, they'd fly back, and that might get them spotted. Best to avoid a fight.

She hopped into the hole, everyone hopped in with her, and she shifted some of the ground she'd moved to forge them a thick ceiling with a tiny hole in the center for air and light.

Cerberus grumbled up at the breathing hole, and Mia clamped her hands around boss head's mouth.

"Shh. Just let them pass," Mia said. Everyone turned into statues, breathing stopped, and they all stared at the light cast through the roof hole, as something cut across it.

It was almost impossible to hear claws on rock and dirt past the unending chorus of screaming remnants, the quiet shifting of pebbles as huge lizards walked on by. But as the remnants blended into the background, Mia put her ear to the cave wall and picked up the quiet, high-pitched sound of claws scraping rock. More bodies cut through the beam of light, making it flicker like a dying lightbulb. At least one lizard stopped over the hole and dug at it for a while, but Mia had forged the ceiling of blackstone. No one was getting in without an angel's air bombardment.

The best clue that the lizards were gone was Cerberus. He walked over to his corner of the cave, a small alcove Mia had gotten into the habit of forging for him. A den, a tiny cave in a cave. Sure enough, Cerberus loved it, and he always went to it to sleep, leaving the rest of the cave free for everyone else.

"Mia," Romakus said, frowning as he gestured around the cave. "A bit small, don't you think?"

"Sorry. Sorry. I uh... made it fast."

Vinicius snorted. The cave was only a few meters tall, not high enough for the tetrads to stand up straight, let alone him. It wasn't much wider, either. He sat down and leaned back, but that stuck his feet out into the center of the room where everyone had to share leg space. Kas sat next to him, and Adron next to Kas. Julisa sat on Vin's other side, then Romakus, then Yosepha, which also put the angel next to Adron. Everyone was shoulder-to-shoulder. Yeap, it was entirely too small a cave. Only Cerberus had any space, comfortable in his den.

"I'll remake it," Mia said. "Stand up, I'll--"

"Don't," Yosepha said, setting aside the unholy robes as if they were made of shit. "More hellbeasts are out there. They'll spot us. Not worth the risk. Let's just sleep."

Sighing, Mia nodded, and walked up to Vin; she didn't have to go far with the titan's legs taking up most of the middle of the cave. With her back against his chest, she sat on his leg, found a groove in the nook of his closer-hanging arm, and leaned back. He was so damn wide, he was basically a giant couch she could sit on and relax into. Maybe not as soft as a couch, but even his leather skin and hard muscles were comfortable compared to the hard ground.

Adron looked at her again, eyebrow raised.

"What?" she asked.

"You and Vin seem close."

Heat flushed Mia's cheeks. Vinicius rumbled, heavy breath vibrating his body, and hers. But he said nothing, putting a hand on Mia's hip, as if holding her was his answer.

Mia set her hand on Vin's -- just one of his fingers was as big as her entire hand -- and she idly tugged at some spikes sticking out of his massive forearm.

"Vin's uh... I don't want to say he's changed. He's still a damn pain in the ass who'll start fights as often as he finishes them." She glared up at Vin and elbowed him in the abs. He didn't so much as grunt or look down at her.

Adron gestured up at the titan. "That why he still has the leash?"

"Yes." Again, Mia winced. This conversation always made her feel awful. "Vin's a loose cannon, and he knows it. So the leash kinda helps keep him on the path, you know? It's a path he agrees with!"

Vin grunted, but nodded. Still said nothing, but at least he agreed.

"And you two are getting along," Adron said, grinning and gesturing to her and the way Vin held her.

"I... I umm..."

With a quiet rumble, Vin set two more hands on Mia's body. Each hand was almost as big as her torso, and three hands were enough to encase it, hiding half her body from view. The titan gave her some gentle squeezes, and she giggled in his grip--and squeaked like a squeak toy when he gave her another squeeze. She grinned up at him. That was nice! Vin, being nice. Being playful!

God, she wished she could see into his brain and figure out what went through the goliath's mind. One minute he was a wild animal, the next he was... this.

"Vinicius," Julisa said, stretching out her four arms, "had been sinking his cocks into her little body routinely, before the past two weeks. And I'm sure she has been dying to feel him again."

Mia glared at the bitch. "That..."

"Do not be so cruel," Yosepha said, sighing and rolling her eyes, even as she gestured at Julisa. "We are all tense."

Romakus grinned down at Yosepha, but she didn't return it, instead stabbing him with a harsh glare. They weren't getting along. Mia itched to fix it, couple's counselor to the rescue, but kept her distance instead. Look at her, getting smarter, minding her own business. David would have been proud.

Kasimiro clicked once, got a chuckle out of Adron, and lay on his stomach like a sleeping dinosaur.

Mia smiled down at Kas, and across him to Adron. Adron returned it. Okay, Adron seemed to be doing well. He even looked up at Vin, rolled his eyes, and winked at Mia. Good! That was some good, playful body language.

Maybe she'd tell him about Hannah soon. But not tonight.

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No one even got to sleep before Romakus and Yosepha's argument got heated. They didn't yell, but the body language was like steel hitting steel.

"You are cruel," Yosepha said.

The demon snarled. "I'm--"

"You are cruel, and frustrating. Why are you so insistent on angering me, demon?"

Romakus tilted his head, the snarl fading into a Joker's smile. "I like you when you're angry."

"This is serious. You insist souls are--"

"You know they are."

She raised a fist and pointed a finger straight up at the demon's chin, almost skewering it. "If I could show you Heaven, you would see that you are wrong! I have seen both sides, demon. Both swarm with souls." With a harrumph, she sat back and folded her arms across her chest. Unfortunately for her, with no room in the cave, she couldn't get very far from Romakus with Adron pressed to her other side. Even with Mia on Vin's lap, shoulders nudged.

"Sorry," Romakus said.

Everyone froze.

Yosepha stared. "What?"

For a tiny, fleeting second, Romakus's grin faltered. But it came right back, and he shrugged, as if he hadn't just said something demons never said.

"I'm sorry. Just letting old memories fuck with me, I guess."

Yosepha's mouth dropped. "I... I... You! You..."

Everyone stared, still awake. The angel was speechless.

The huge tetrad scooped up the angel, held her upside down facing the group, literally, and brought her pelvis to his mouth. From arguing one moment, to ready to eat her like a burrito the next. What the fuck.

"Romakus!" Yosepha glared up at the man, her white silks falling down to expose her legs and smooth pelvis. "I'm still angry with you! You vile demon! You fool! You--" The girly gasp and borderline mewl she made as Romakus ran his long tongue along her ass cheeks lit Mia's body up like fire to kindling.

"Romakus," Julisa said. "You play with fire. She's going to cut your head off."

But Romakus just winked at Julisa, head between Yosepha's squirming legs, and while still holding the gorgeous woman upside down, he slid his tongue down her naked thighs, along her naked pussy, and down into the crack of her large, perfect ass.

~~♥♥♥~~

"Romakus, if you--" Again, Yosepha's words disappeared as a trembling gasp worked through her. She reached up and bopped Romakus's head with all the strength of a child, and fell back, dangling, her short afro grazing the floor. Big as Yosepha was, she was nothing compared to the ten-foot-tall gorujin tetrad, and he held her waist and hips with both hands as he pressed her ass snug against his face.

The angle didn't let anyone quite see what was happening, but when a small bulge pushed out along Yosepha's flat stomach, only getting larger by the second, it was obvious. Romakus was pushing his long demon tongue into her ass, deep, with no warning at all.

Well, it had been weeks since they'd fucked. Since anyone in Mia's crew had fucked.

Mia just stared. Yosepha was trying to bite down her moans, and failing horribly, filling the small cave with the sound of her pleasure. And as the seconds went by, Yosepha let her arms go limp, and her half-lidded eyes rolled up before finally making eye contact with Mia.

Someone set off a nuke and drowned the room in radiation. Nope, that was Mia, and her aura. Every demon sucked in a breath, and their skin turned red in moments as they succumbed to her, pulled in by her, but Mia barely noticed. Keeping her aura suppressed when thinking about sex, Mia could do. Keeping it suppressed while watching her friend Yosepha squirm and wriggle -- upside down -- right in front of her? Not happening.

"Romakus, you moron," Julisa said, chuckling. "We have no room in here." She wasn't lying. Everyone's legs overlapped or nudged in the cave's middle.

Romakus shrugged, uncaring, and happily continued exploring Yosepha's intestines with his tongue.

Matching her boss's casual enthusiasm, Julisa slid a claw down Yosepha's waist, cutting through the white silks and letting the rest of the fabric fall from her shoulders, only to disappear in a small gold puff of light. Naked, Yosepha's small breasts jiggled on her chest as she shuddered, every inch of lean, muscular body on display now, showing each line and curve of her form bending with pleasure tremors. And between her thighs, her empty, smooth pussy grew wet in moments, and tiny trickles of her juices slid down her pelvis and down her abs and sides.

Already that aroused in a single minute? How much of that was from Mia's aura, or Romakus knowing exactly how to get his girlfriend off?

Adron was right beside Romakus and Yosepha, and he stared at her body before movement drew his gaze to Julisa. Like a moth to a flame, Julisa didn't hesitate in the slightest and began removing bits of her armor, exposing her huge breasts that'd been squashed tight under her breastplate, and set the breastplate aside. The rest of her armor came next, placed in the center of the tiny cave. Naked, the tetrad grinned up at Vin beside her, leaned over to Romakus instead, and kissed Yosepha's stomach.

Mia would have watched, hypnotized, but Vin, suddenly a stealthy demon, snipped Mia's clothes off in the same way. Mia squeaked. Surprise nudity! Vin rumbled down at her, turned her upside down, and brought her pelvis up to his mouth. Romakus made Yosepha look small. Vin made Mia look like a snack he was about to munch down, and the burrito metaphor became far too apt. She squirmed in his grip, her black belly chain pulling down -- or up -- to her ribs as she hung upside down in his massive grip, and his tongue pressed to her smooth, little pussy.

Instant electric tingles shot out from her aching clit into her thighs and core, and she went limp, looking at the world from upside down, eyes drifting around to the others.

"Mia," Adron said, grinning. "You look pretty comfortable with the child of the Old Ones."

"That's not--" She mewled and reached up for Vin's face, a reflex, as if she could stop or at least slow down how much tongue the titan shoved into her slit. Vin wasted no time, stretching her tiny body wide and wriggling the tongue inside her hard enough she felt her belly bulge before she saw it. "Vin! Slow down!"

Rumbling with a deep, almost playful sound, the four-armed giant demon did nothing of the sort. He buried her clit in heavy strokes of his tongue, and the appendage was so damn long, he had plenty of length left to press into her, fill her, squash her g-spot with constant pressure, and press against her deepest places. They'd done this dance before, except never upside down, and Mia squirmed as she looked at the boys.

Adron and Kas both watched her, Adron grinning as he took off his armor and put it with Julisa's. It wasn't long before both Adron and Kas sat side by side, both looking either to Yosepha or Mia, both leaning back and casually grabbing their emerging, enormous cocks and idly masturbating. The cramped atmosphere, full of sex and moans and bliss, was making Mia go crazy. For the demons, this was Tuesday.

"Mia," Julisa said, snuggling into Romakus's side, "likes to claim all the men in the group, Adron. She wants Vin for herself; so be it. But she also wants Kasimiro, and you, of course. And if she could, I bet the harlot would happily get her claws into Azreal and Noah, and the Faust and the boys."

Mia glared and folded her arms across her chest. Not exactly the intimidating, angry posture she was going for, being upside down with her legs spread around Vin's giant head.

"That's not true!" Mia said. "You fuck Kas all the time." And despite her best attempts, her voice wavered, trembling as Vin forced another inch of tongue into her, stretching her poor little pussy deeper.

Julisa rolled her eyes. "Don't lie, Mia. You'd love nothing more than to have every cock in our group inside you."

"Nuh uh! I... I'm not into Romakus."

Romakus laughed, turned Yosepha right side up again, and put the angel in the center of the small room, knocking over the stacked armor. Wobbling a bit, Yosepha frowned back at her boyfriend, but quickly gave up on any attempt to hide her naked body, the copious juices soaking her pussy, or demon saliva soaking her ass.

"Romakus is... an acquired taste," Yosepha said, glaring at her boyfriend.

"Guilty." Nodding, Romakus set his armor on the pile and took Yosepha's hand. He scooped up her legs, so she faced the group, lowered her, and without missing a beat, Julisa took her boss's cock in hand, and guided the huge thing straight up toward the angel's ass.

Still upside down, Mia watched, her body pulsing with waves of pleasure from Vin's invading tongue, while her eyes remained glued on Yosepha. Something about how stubborn she was, about how much she tried to hold back her groans as the tetrad lowered her ass down onto his cock, had Mia boiling. Her pussy clenched hard, earning a grunt from Vinicius, but Mia barely noticed, unable to look away from the growing bulge on Yosepha's hard belly as the big tetrad behind her sank her big ass balls-deep onto his cock.

Romakus chuckled down at the angel on his lap and spread her legs. Yosepha glared up at him, the back of her head pressing to his chest and collar, but she didn't stop him from exposing her empty slit to the group.

Julisa reached down, and with a wicked grin aimed at Mia, casually stroked the angel's swollen clit. Female tetrads had four arms, and Julisa used them, a couple for bracing her position leaning against Romakus's side, while her fourth hand reached between her own legs, idly masturbating with the same casualness as Kas and Adron.

They all watched Mia, even Yosepha, as the first embers of orgasm lit in her belly. Mia squirmed, wriggled, writhed, arched her back, and eventually, covered her face with her palms as the first waves of orgasm flowed out from the depths of her pussy where a dragon insisted on stretching her. Deep, rolling waves that pulsed down her legs to her toes and back up into her chest, making her nipples ache and her breath catch. Her face burned, and she let her arms go limp, exposing her quivering body and blushing skin to the group as orgasm aftershocks danced through her core, making her tremble.

Satisfied, Vin pulled his tongue out of her pussy, and lowered it. Oh no. Mia sucked in a breath into her air-deprived lungs, preparing for the inevitable. Vin's heavy, cum-soaked tongue pressed against her asshole, stretched it open, and what little air Mia held onto vanished in a panting mess as the demon pushed the warm muscle into her ass. Like Romakus with Yosepha, Mia's belly bulged again and far more so compared to the angel, everyone getting a good look at how her tiny waist distended with the shape of Vin's tongue fitting the curves of her insides.

"Vinicius," Yosepha said, frowning between her soft pants. "Must you be so rough with her?"

Growling straight into Mia's pussy, Vinicius slowly lowered Mia down from his mouth, withdrawing his tongue, and turned her right-side up too, facing the group.

"I am gentle," he said, heavy voice threatening to vibrate the cave.

"He is," Mia said, taking the moment to sneak in some oxygen. "He is, mostly. It's good! I--" Again she squeaked as Vin set her on his lap. Vin had two cocks, and he set her between them, one jutting up between her legs and bending with gravity, the other pinned underneath her ass and trapped against his abs.

He lifted her just enough to guide his lower cock up to her slit.

Everyone got to watch from up close as Mia's wet pussy lips pressed against his warm glans, and slowly spread open. Of all the kinks Mia had, exhibitionism wasn't one of them, or at least it hadn't been, but everyone was staring at her slit and watching with intent eyes as her smooth, dripping little cunt spread around Vin's length. It took time, a solid minute of the titan pressing his cock's fat head against her entrance, but slowly, he pushed the tip into her, and she let out a mewl as the first few inches of his length sank into her with a quiet plop. Immediately, a bulge pushed out from above her pubic bone, and Mia set a hand on it, shivering at the sensation of his girth pressing straight into her g-spot so hard, it distended her lower abdomen.

Vin continued to lower her, the bulge slid higher, and Mia grabbed onto Vin's wrists as the pleasure tremors ripped the breath from her. So full. So ridiculously full. The titan's cock pressed against her aching depths, and she hadn't even managed half of him. He gently ground her on his cock like chalk on a cue stick, dipping her hips around and around in a slow dance that mercilessly rubbed his warm glans against her stretched insides, sinking her deeper and deeper. Everyone watched as the twelve-foot titan sank every inch of his absurd length into her five-foot body, the distension on her belly showing everyone exactly what was happening. He didn't stop until her pussy lips found the base of him.

Gasping, Mia collapsed back, and Vin let go of her hips, letting gravity hold her on his lap while her legs dangled between his thighs, her feet barely reaching the floor. Her ass pressed to his pelvis, and his higher cock lay against his abs and between her ass cheeks. She was surprised he didn't doubly penetrate her again. Maybe he would later.

Satisfied, Vin rumbled down at her, and flicked her in the back with a claw.

"Ow! Hey!"

He chuckled, a heavy, almost booming sound. "Julisa is right about you."

"Hey! Asshole. She's not..." She half turned, glared back at him, elbowed him in the abs, hurt her elbow, and groaned.

"I am," Julisa said. On her hands and knees, she leaned down between Vin's legs, between Mia's legs, and grinned up at her as she ran her tongue up along Mia's swollen clitoris.

Instant electric shocks shot through Mia's tenderized insides, and she shoved the evil woman away.

"D-don't," she said, shivering. "I'm..." With a heavy gulp, she looked around at the group. Everyone was still staring at her, and it was her fault at this point. She was drowning them in her aura. The demons were using their own auras too, sex auras that pushed into each other, but Mia's aura was like the world itself, something that permeated everyone and everything. They were staring at her because they were hypnotized by her.

Mia looked back at Vin. "You know we don't always have to make a big group event of sex, you know. I like, you know... one-on-one stuff too."

The titan shrugged, and flexed his cock inside her, making it dance and pull toward her back, pushing some of the wind out of her lungs. Grumbling, she put her hands on his legs and sorta half-stood half-sat on his lap, and looked at everyone.

Kas and Adron were happy to continue masturbating, watching her, licking their teeth, waiting for their turn. It really was a tight circle, not much room at all, and Vin's legs fought for room with... everyone's, nudging chunks of armor aside. The tight space also meant every damn detail was on display, in the gently lit dark.

Maybe if she'd had time to make the cave a lot bigger, they could spread out, and maybe... maybe what? Vin and her could have a little private time, and Romakus would with Yosepha, and Kas and Adron would with Julisa? Fuck Julisa! She wanted Kas and Adron, and--

Wow. She really was kinda awful.

"Dance," Julisa said.

Mia blinked. "Dance?"

"Yes, dance. Dance like a succubus. That's what you are. An awful, sex-addicted succubus." Nodding, Julisa crawled over to Adron and Kas, sat between them, and resumed masturbating, joining them. Four hands gave her a lot of power. Two for her, stroking her clit and idly caressing her huge breasts, while her two others reached out and wrapped long, slim fingers around Kas and Adron's cocks. Hypocrite.

Mia frowned at her, but when she met eyes with Yosepha again, she melted. The angel was staring at her, eyes roaming Mia's naked body and the large bulge on her belly. And from the way Yosepha quivered, gaze drinking in Mia's form -- and her eyes -- she liked what she saw. Enough that, when Romakus gently bounced her ass on his cock, Yosepha didn't even try to suppress her moans.

The angel's empty slit let out tiny splashes of her juices, each landing on the ground between Romakus's legs. Mia stared, unable to stop looking at how her perfect slit squeezed on nothing before leaking more juices down over herself. Everyone looked at the angel, too, but as Yosepha came down from her orgasm high, they all looked back at Mia again like she was some showgirl. Like she was the main show. Even Yosepha, recovering from orgasm, stared into Mia's eyes again, reached between her dark thighs, and masturbated, fingers slipping into drenched flesh.

Mia frowned at Julisa again and tried to dance. It wasn't like Mia hadn't tried to dance a few times in her life: pop the hip, bounce the ass, move to the rhythm, etc. It was how she knew it was simply not a skill she had. And sure, it would have made for an exquisitely sexy show, to give Vin a lap dance with his cock buried in her, while everyone watched her juices leak down over him. She had the juices part, at least, and every little movement she made had her insides clench and shiver as Vin's girth pressed relentlessly against every inch of her inner walls.

She tried a little sway. Fail. She tried to lean from side to side. Fail. She tried to twerk. Instant fail.

Whining, she glared up at Vin. "Can you just... fuck me already?"

Vin grinned, dragon snout making the small expression look terribly evil. He wrapped a colossal hand around her tiny waist, and masturbated with her body.

Maybe in the future, they could try a different position. Maybe she could lie on her stomach on a nice, soft pile of silk, Vin could climb on top of her, and she'd disappear under his body as he got comfy over her. Some nice, relaxing prone sex, where she could cuddle a pillow while Vin fucked her from above. Romantic sex, even?

But in a tiny dark cave of rock, while five other people watched her, being used as a sex toy worked, too. She held the fingers wrapping her waist, squeezing hard, but her legs hung limp between Vin's thighs as he worked her up and down on his length. Up high until only his glans remained within, and then all the way down, each stroke slow, and deep enough to nearly knock the wind out of her.

He bounced her a little faster, each stroke making her squeak as his cock fought for space inside her. The pressure blinded her. Sparks danced in her vision, and everyone watching faded from view as her eyes rolled up. Each stroke made her insides grow hotter, squeeze harder, and fresh waves of electric bliss pulsed through her body until her toes curled and her voice devolved into whimpers.

Her lungs locked up. Her eyes closed. Everyone watched as her cunt clamped down hard and drowned Vin's cock in a waterfall of juices. Between the tingling waves, she forced her eyes open and looked down at the mess she was making, her cum almost pouring as it leaked down the giant log spreading her lips taut, until it dripped off Vin's testicles. Holy shit.

Vin set a second hand on her shoulder, and his thumb explored her back, caressing her skin. Another exploring finger lightly touched her head and scratched her scalp, and her eyes rolled up in a different kind of bliss. She melted back against him, let her arms go limp, and simply sat on his lap, limp. Aftercare, from Vin?

Vin turned her around. Feeling his cock twist inside her snapped her up from her orgasm aftershocks coma, and she stared up at titan as he used two more hands to lift her legs and spread them. Again he sat her on his lap, but facing him this time, his lower cock still buried to the hilt inside her cunt, and his higher cock across his abs. Her poor clit pressed straight into the underside of his second cock, pinning it to his abdomen, and she squeaked as the beast ground her down onto him, rubbing her clit against him, with his other length buried balls-deep in her pussy.

Vin rumbled down at her, gestured to Adron, and clicked at him twice. Kas clicked twice at Vin, earning another small, rumbling, borderline purring chuckle from the giant titan.

"Alright," Adron said, shrugging. "If this is how you want to make it up to me, Vinicius, for nearly burning me alive, I'll take it."

Mia blinked. "What?"

Adron crawled over, got between Vin's legs, and took Mia's hips into hand. She looked back over her shoulder up at the handsome vrat, and Adron winked -- or maybe blinked -- at her as he pressed the glans of his cock against her wet, stretched asshole. He wasn't nearly as big as Vin, but that didn't change that he still had an enormous cock, and he rubbed it against her ass as he masturbated, soaking it in his pre-cum.

He slipped his glans past her ring of muscle, and came. Mia squeaked and stared back at the man who'd taken her virginity as he poured white into her ass. As her insides filled with his cum, lubricating it, he pushed in, gently sinking his length into her as he painted her insides. It wasn't long before he was fighting for room inside her, and her belly bulge grew larger.

He buried himself to the hilt, held her ass snug to his pelvis, and ran his hands up and down Mia's torso. His fingers found her small breasts, and he caressed them, teasing her swollen nipples and making her shiver. No one ever really played with her itty-bitty tits much, but Adron massaged them with expert hands, and Mia melted, even as the man's cock made it harder to breathe. No room left.

"I've missed you," Adron said. He grinned down at her with a smile she'd expect from an incubus, and gently fucked her ass.

"I... I've missed--nngh!"

The sneaky bastard tricked her. He got a hand around her throat, another on her hip, and not-so-gently fucked her ass. Her butt rippled with each impact, his thrusts forcing new squeaks from her.

Vin rumbled down at her, watching her squirm, wriggle, and bounce on his cock as he came, too. Mia sucked in a breath through Adron's grip, and she stared down at Vin's other cock still lying across his stomach as it gushed streams of cum over his abs. It was hypnotizing. She couldn't help but reach down, scoop up Vin's second cock, and stroke it, milking his cum so it oozed from the tip and poured down over his length. His other cock, buried in her pussy, poured warmth deep into her. God, he was filling her womb again.

Vin reached out to Adron's hand holding Mia's hip. Adron swatted it away, growling. Vin growled down at him and reached for the much smaller demon with two hands. Adron growled back and shoved back, using the ground to brace himself. Was this a demon thing? Vin did this with Kas, too. And all Mia could do was mewl and squirm as the two demons shoved each other, both still buried inside her.

It had to be some kind of thing male demons did, like some sort of proxy for dominance fights. Except, they did it during sex, and Mia was trapped in the middle of it. Each shove and push, each swat of the hand or flex of their muscles, had her gasping for breath as their cocks twitched and Adron's thrusts grew harder.

She leaned forward, put her hands on Vin's abs, and did her best not to fall as another orgasm pulsed through her. When her muscles clenched like a vise, both men stopped wrestling. But that just let Adron grab her hips with both hands and fuck her a bit harder, his thrusts burying his cock in her guts through her squeezing ring of muscle.

It wasn't long before he was cumming again, and Mia braced for another wave of heat. He poured cum straight into her guts, and she moaned, her voice a wavering mess. Warmth and weight, filling her up and making every breath hard to fit into her lungs. She was getting lightheaded.

Adron at last pulled out, and she sucked in a breath--only to lose it again when another cock pushed into her ass.

"Kas!" Whimpering, she looked back at the big demon, her body shaking as the man eased his length into her cum-filled innards, and stretched her more. Demons didn't care about the mess, or whose cum was whose. They just wanted to fuck.

Kas rumbled down at her, the same sort of deep, bassy rumble Vin used, and it vibrated through her body. Her skin tingled and her insides clenched, more juices and cum leaking out of her as Kas picked up where Adron left off. Fucking her, not hard enough to hurt her, but hard enough her ass jiggled with each thrust.

She peeked back at the others, but Kas's body blocked her view. He put his hand on her back and pinned her. She mewled as the demon pressed down on her, pushing her stomach and chest onto Vin's second cock and his abs, while Kas fucked her harder. In no time at all, the beast poured cum into her intestines, and Mia's eyes rolled up as more warm pressure flooded her insides.

She groaned, looked up at Vin, and managed a tiny smile. The big bad titan was apparently enjoying relaxing and watching her squirm on his cock, him sitting and leaning back against the cave wall. Part of him probably wanted to throw Kas and Adron aside and fuck her hard by himself. But she could see a part of him enjoyed relaxing like this, practically play-fighting with Kas and Adron while she rode him.

Something else pressed against her ass. She turned her head enough to look back at her ass cheeks, and her eyes went wide.

"Adron! Don't--"

Adron pushed Kas aside and rubbed his drenched cock against her cum-soaked ass cheeks. As Kas's orgasm faded, he pulled out most of his length, but kept a few inches of it inside her asshole as he inched to the side. Adron got hip-to-hip with his friend and pushed his glans against her anus too.

Mia stared over her shoulder as Adron's cock rubbed into her, struggling to create room where Kas's cock was already stretching her wide.

"Adron you... you!" She glared at him, but the man's grin only grew as he slowly forced her ass open, and with the help of his fingers pulling her butt apart even more, forced in the tip of his cock past her soaked ring of muscle, in with Kas's.

Mia just stared, unable to lift her chest as both Adron and Kas kept her pinned, but still able to see over her shoulder enough to watch the two friends fight for space behind her. Adron shoved his friend aside, and pushed in most of his length, but Kas kept a few inches inside her, too. Then Kas pushed Adron aside and did the same, sinking in most of his length and sharing Mia's asshole with the first few inches of Adron's cock. They went back and forth like that, struggling to get in close, only for the other to push them out of the way. Two cocks stretching her ass impossibly wide, taut, cheeks forced apart, and driving pressure straight toward her pussy.

Again, Vin rumbled and shoved the two demons. They shoved back. All three grunted, even chuckled a little, growled, and fucked her as they fought each other. Around and around it went, and all the while hands kept Mia pinned, her body just a receptacle at this point for the roughhousing of the three men stretching her holes.

Julisa joined them. Smiling like the cheshire cat, she sneaked her way under Vin's arm, cuddled up to his side, and casually masturbated as she watched Mia. She leaned over Vin's chest, down closer to Mia's face, and gave her nose a tiny lick.

"I told you, slut. All the men, save for Romakus, are fighting for a chance to penetrate you. And yet here I sit, all alone."

Mia half frowned, half melted as Kas and Adron traded who got to penetrate her the deepest, but always keeping both cocks inside her poor hole.

"I... I um..." Mia rested her cheek against Vin's chest, and gave in. Watching Julisa -- who was absurdly hot despite being such a bitch -- masturbate in the nook of Vin's arm, while Vin, Kas, and Adron played some strange game of trying to shove each other away, all so they could be the one to get balls deep into Mia, was fucking euphoric. Every grunt and growl, every flex, every motion, it all created a mix of strange, random pressures on her insides, pressing on things from weird angles, but always making her feel like she'd burst any minute. She was just too full.

Her arms went limp, dangled over Vin's hips, and she came again. No need to look, the heavy warmth told her how much of a mess she was making, her cunt drooling over Vin and soaking everything. Her eyes half closed, staying open only enough to watch Julisa masturbate, her huge breasts jiggling as she shuddered with her own orgasm, her eyes drifting from man to man to man to Mia.

Someone grabbed Mia by the throat and pulled her up. She would have gasped if she hadn't been struggling for breath already, orgasm aftershocks making her pant and whimper. Whether it was Kas or Adron wrapping her throat, she couldn't tell, but a peek down had her trembling: the way her stomach bulged, showing how Adron and Kas were thrusting opposite of each other in her ass, and fighting for space against Vin's cock, was hypnotic. How did her body fit all this?

Julisa leaned in, took Vin's other cock still lying on his stomach, and with a wink up at Mia, opened her mouth wide and eased the colossal length into her throat. One of the few reasons Mia didn't tear in two from all this meat filling her, was that demon cocks were large but not rock, with enough give to bend slightly. And Julisa gently guided Vin's cock sideways into her mouth and down into her throat.

Vinicius rumbled down at the tetrad, put a hand on her head, pinned her balls deep on his cock, and came. He set a hand on Mia's shoulder, fighting for space with the other demons, and held on as he again pumped cum into her pussy. But everything was so tight, her lips completely taut, a lot of his cum didn't leak out of her. Again, it fought for space inside, flooding her womb and making her eyes roll up as it inflated. Adron and Kas both came too, but she couldn't tell in what order, just that both boys found a strange rhythm to fuck her poor ass at the same time.

They let her go. The boys stopped fighting and relaxed, breathing heavy. Julisa groaned around Vin's second cock. Mia still rode his lower cock, somehow finding the strength to stay sitting upright as the two boys behind her gently pulled free of her clenching ring of muscle. Mia stared down at Julisa as the beautiful woman tilted her head from side to side, milking Vin of his cum.

Slowly, Julisa lifted her head, lips snug around Vin's meat and squeezing all the way up to his glans, drawing cum out of him every inch. His cock slipped free with a quiet plop, and Julisa winked at Mia as she swallowed.

"Look at you, little girl," Julisa said. "Not even a succubus would attempt to fuck this many men, this large, at the same time." Nodding, Julisa reached out, and while still sitting beside Vin and leaning back into the nook of his arm and chest, she helped pull Mia off Vin's cock, and held Mia over her lap, dangling her.

Squirming and whimpering, Mia stared down at her inflated belly and watched it shrink, cum pouring out of her holes down onto the enormous woman's pelvis and thighs. Everything was always such a mess with demon sex. Warm, and wet, and juicy, and--Mia whimpered as another orgasm aftershock pulsed down her legs, and her empty slit clenched down hard, earning a tiny trickle of her own juices that splashed onto Julisa's heavy breasts.

Smiling with that evil bitch smile Julisa had obviously mastered since hatching, she set Mia on her lap so Mia straddled her, facing her, her legs over Julisa's hips.

"Why don't we ever have sex?" Julisa asked.

"I... what?" Mia blinked.

"You, you damn little redheaded blight on my life, are so delicious. We should have sex."

"Um..." Okay, this conversation was taking an interesting turn, and Mia was having trouble thinking clearly with tiny sparks dancing up and down her legs and on her nipples. "I uh, I'm into boys, and--"

Julisa rolled her eyes. "Oh come now, I see you the way you look at Yosepha, and the way you look at me." The giant demon tugged at Mia's hips, drew her a little closer, and set her spare hands on Mia's shoulders. "I bet the boys wouldn't mind. I bet Vinicius would even love to watch you play with my amazing body. Wouldn't you, child of the Old Ones?" She grinned up at Vin.

Vin rumbled. That wasn't a no.

"Julisa," Yosepha said. The angel crawled over, literally, shivering the whole way. Apparently she'd enjoyed tonight quite a bit, wings shuddering with pleasure aftershocks of her own. "Leave Mia be."

Julisa rolled her eyes, reached out, and pulled Yosepha in, too. For all Yosepha's strength, she was pretty defenseless right then, body quivering, wings slumped, and she put up a whole two seconds of fight before Julisa had the angel snug to her side. Four arms meant Julisa could do what she wanted, and she hugged Yosepha against her, squashing the angel to her, Yosepha's head hovering inches over Julisa's right breast.

"Romakus," Mia said, looking over her shoulder, "save your girlfriend!"

Romakus slid over, sat beside Julisa with Yosepha between them, and shrugged. "Nah."

Yosepha frowned, but even the angry angel melted when one of Julisa's hands slipped into her short afro, idly scratched her head, and guided the angel's face down to her closer breast, still wet with a splash of Mia's cum.

Mia quietly moaned when Yosepha kissed Julisa's tit. Which apparently was the signal for Yosepha to give in even more -- or maybe it was Mia's aura -- because the angel took the evil woman's huge nipple into her mouth, and suckled on it. Julisa sighed like a satisfied cat, a tiny shiver working through her. With a spare hand, she pulled Mia in close, and slid her into the nook of her arm between her and Vin; a mirror position to Yosepha.

When in Rome. Aura pulsing, body aching, everything boiling, Mia buried her face in Julisa's other breast. She'd touched Julisa before, but she'd never really cuddled with the woman like this. And damn it, Julisa was an evil, conniving, manipulative, borderline sociopath witch of a woman, but she was still really fucking hot, with the body of a warrior and tits of a goddess.

Now with both other ladies snuggled into her sides and sucking on her tits, Julisa guided both Yosepha and Mia's hands to her pussy. Mia withdrew her hand the moment it touched Yosepha's. Yosepha didn't. Mia watched Yosepha from across Julisa's chest, and Yosepha met her gaze, her eyes drunk with lust. Moaning softly into Julisa's breast, getting lost in the overwhelming size of it, Mia slid her hand down with Yosepha's again, fingers mingling with hers, and they both slipped their digits into the demon's pussy.

Julisa was ten feet tall, literally twice as tall as Mia. But holy shit, that was a tight, boiling hot cunt, and Mia's moan turned into a groan as she fought against the demon's gripping slit to get fingers into her. Why did the bitch have to be so fucking hot?

"Finally," Julisa said, hooking her two upper arms behind her head as she got cozy in the nook of Vin's arm. "A little love for Julisa."

Everyone watched as Julisa enjoyed her orgasms. Probably not the hard, rough fucking from Vin that Julisa would have preferred, but she enjoyed herself nonetheless, making a mess of Mia and Yosepha's hands. And Mia found herself pressing her naked body snug into Julisa's side more and more. At some point, she'd lifted a leg to hook it over Julisa's colossal thigh, all so she could grind into her side and enjoy the way her huge breast overwhelmed and molded to Mia's face.

And the way Julisa growled and groaned when she came, pussy clenching on both Yosepha and Mia's fingers as she gushed on them, had her aching for more, too.

Okay, maybe Mia liked girls a little more than she thought.

~~♥♥♥~~

Cerb yawned, all three heads, and rested them on the floor and on his paws in his den. He didn't care in the slightest.