Key Code

“Speaking”

~Telepathy~

‘Thoughts’

Reading or writing

“-Verbal Ability Use-”

-Silent Ability Use-

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Chapter 01 Start

Issei, despite his parents beliefs that he was studying magic lore was actually relearning magic. The boy, for the past 13 years, ever since he remembered at the age of three, had been practicing as much as he could. Back when he became reacquainted with the magic, he had studied only Runes, Arithmancy, and Potions. After a while, and because of his realization that magic developed differently in this world, he started studying everything else, too. 

It started when he first viewed a few winged people pass over him. They fought what they called stray devils with harshness that has been reserved for enemies. This he considered odd as they were revealed to have been allies before. Using his power to call upon the dead, the boy began learning a few things about magical spellcasting. None of it made sense to him, but Issei, being the determined seven year old he was, demanded that the soul teach him to use magic.

After a while, he became aware of the feathered people, both with black and white wings. He found out they are the big three factions, the only ones from the Bible, too. After observing them, Issei decided that he wasn’t sure he wanted to ally with any of them. Many of them appeared to be rude to others, especially humans

And so, the Wheel of Opportunities turns . 

Issei personally feels offended that these delinquents have managed to surprise him. The fourteen year old boy has just started going to Kuoh Academy as one of the first male students. To find three teenage boy three years his Senpai nearly raping a girl they drugged up makes him very angry. Two have been penetrated. 

Seeing the other two crying girls makes him go feral. Issei, knowing the only reagent he has on him is his magic, and sensing that it wants something in order to let loose a new power, Issei quickly grasps the Iron Pendant in his hands. "-I summon there to serve my needs, I give you the property of an Iron Body resistant to attack along with the sensory of energies.-" 

There appears to only be two iron statues appearing next to him. He gives them one order. “Help me defend these girls.” Harry growls in a low tone, keeping quiet as he approaches. 

Once he is to the left side, the two begin stepping forward, feet clacking against the floor and cracking the tiles. Knowing he doesn’t want the last girl penetrated, he lunges at that one himself. His two golems capture the other two easily, earning shrieks of terror from the still sane boys. He sees the still virgin guy yell, lunging after the two golems, Issei forcefully shoves the guy out the room doors. His golems drag the other two. Fortunately, their struggles are heard by a teacher. 

He comes racing toward them, ignoring the oddity of the metal people, before Harry roars at them furiously.

“You raped them!” He started laying into the first guy until someone stronger finally grabbed and stopped him. 

Once his bloodlust starts clearing he hears someone gently whispering in his ear. “They’ll be punished, I promise, but there is no reason to try murdering him. That’s it, calm down” He slowly realizes that he probably was going to murder the kid. 

He takes a shaky breath, “They raped them.” He whimpers as he finally goes limp. The firm grip slowly turns gentle as the other boy stops him from collapsing to the ground. Issei can’t help sobbing, knowing the girls are likely going to be changed by this. His tears don’t even stop when the boy finally just lifts him up to carry him down the hall.

Exhausted by the power he let loose, he wills his golems to hand the boys over to the proper people before passing out.

It takes him a moment to realize that he is waking up snuggled against someone else’s chest. He silently opens his eyes, finding the newly named Prince of Kuoh is still holding him, silently resting on a couch with Issei on top. Issei freezes, not knowing what to do before remembering the blood. He shudders, jumping up at realizing what he has done.

Looking at his hands, he sees that they’ve been bandaged, he slowly starts checking himself over, finding a few wounds from some knife on him. He also notices that these aren’t his clothes. 

“Good evening.” Yuuto’s voice greets him softly, almost like he expects him to be frightened of his ability. Harry pauses, recognizing him to be the one who whispered in his ears while restraining him when he went berserk.

Issei turns, looking at him with a little surprise as his hand reaches up, wiping his tears. “I almost killed him, didn’t I?” He doesn’t recognize the voice it is spoken in. It almost sounds dead, which causes Yuuto to slowly sit up, settling behind him. Issei freezes, not understanding why the boy is still snuggling with him. 

“You protected those three girls.” Yuuto says, though he somehow knows what to say to calm Issei down again. Issei hesitantly leans back against him, slowly realizing the boy isn’t forcing him away, that he actually leans closer as Issei does. “They are calling you another prince… The Demon Prince of Kuoh.” Yuuto calmly rakes his fingers through Issei’s hair like a gentle lover probably would. “Defender of women everywhere.” Issei sighs, realizing he likely has a fanclub now that he actively turned vicious on the three boys. 

“You’re awake?” Issei turns his head toward the door, where the red haired Rias stands with a little tray of food. His tears welled up again, knowing that she actually cares about him for some reason. “We were worried about you. We acted as witnesses to how it went once you peered into the room. Thankfully the police aren’t fining you for anything. The school would like its damage repaired.” Issei winces, knowing that it is entirely his fault. “Easy there, they don’t blame you. The three of the rapists are going to pay it off.” 

“Excuse me, Gremory-sama.” Issei slowly looks up toward the principal, seeing the three girls and their parents standing there, looking at him with adoration. 

Issei instantly turns away, glaring at the floor as he tries not to cry in sorrow and rage. At least two of them lost their virginity, and the third was at least molested. “Thank you, for saving us.” The only one with her virginity remaining intact says. He simply nods, not knowing what to do. 

“Easy, he’s just as distraught as you girls are.” Yuuto warns them before a small hiccup is heard. They all instantly return their attention to Issei, knowing it is him that is crying. The girls all come up to him, seeing the tears he is fighting back. The three instantly tear up, knowing how hard it is for him to stop himself from crying. 

“Pregnancy tests negative.” A younger voice clarifies, causing him to notice the white haired girl in the room. She is giving him an understanding look, though she keeps glancing between him and back toward Yuuto with an indulgent look. 

“The school board wants to offer you a reward, anything is acceptable in this case, but these fine folk have gathered some money to help get you into college.” Issei pauses, looking at the parents, finding sincere gratitude from each of them. 

“You are already being offered a spot in our club, the Occult Studies Club, we are kind of hopeful we can keep you away from anyone planning to harass you.” Yuuto whispers into his ear gently, causing Issei to blush for a moment. 

“Eh?” The strange sound comes from the three girls in complete sync. He furrows his eyebrows in confusion at their reaction. Rias simply gives him a very warm smile. 

“We have to go.” The middle girl informs him with a blush of her own. The parents are giving him mildly amused nods before they walk away. The principal, for some reason, looks relieved before he clears his throat. 

“I’m going to leave you all to your own devices, Please, not too much mischief.” The principal simply exits the room, followed by the girls. 

Issei squeaks as Yuuto groans, “You don’t know how perfect you are.” Yuuto whispers, genuinely believing his words. 

“How are you not filled with revulsion?” Issei asks as Yuuto gently cuddles with him, acting like he isn’t a threat to him. “I tried to beat the life out of him.” 

“I don’t like admitting it, but I’m not human.” Issei shivers, feeling his power gently curl around him protectively. Issei knows he is being brutally honest. “I’ve never really had an equal who defended others with that kind of strength.” Issei flushes as Yuuto shivers with barely arching as he leans away from him. 

“I… I…” Issei stutters, knowing that the creature under him desperately wants him. He feels his ‘junior’ poking at his rear and shudders at the thought of being dominated. The Master Of Death has never had anyone willing to use his entire being, especially not his boy hole. Issei remembers the many times his other selves wanted someone to use them for their pleasure an not only for their partner's pleasure. 

“So, you like that? Maybe I’d use you, forcing you to cum time after time, filling you up with my seed. I’d definitely breed you as much as possible.” Issei tries his best not to be heard as his breathing changes. “But I’m so keenly aware your body isn’t ready for how I will worship you.” Issei whines, his hands almost cover his mouth before Yuuto gently grasps his wrists, pulling them to his side. 

He gasps as he realizes this being is so much stronger than him, in this case it sends a thrill up his spine. I someone was typically stronger he would analyze them, but because of the reason for most male students joining Issei already checked. There is no evil in his heart despite his aura being dark with a dozens stars of light within. Issei knows those stars are the links to dearest friends, ones who were light souls instead of dark like his.

Issei’s whole body shivers, knowing the being could just do what he wants. He could take him for his own pleasure, which his body obviously wants to pound into his rear, forcing him to orgasm time after time. Yet he wasn't, he stopped Issei from darkening his soul again. He briefly wonders if he actually cares about him, he doesn't even know his history, which somehow followed him to this new world. He doesn't know what the Gaunts or the Blacks did to others. He doesn't know his ancestors likely tortured one of his own ancestors.

The gust of warm air against his ear causes shudders to wreck his resistance a little. The creature behind him leans fully against him, without the clothes they would be skin firmly against skin. His right hand gently rubs his stomach, earning shivers as the other wraps around his upper chest until he is holding him by his jaw. “May I make you feel good?” Yuuto’s voice breaks for a moment. Issei can tell that the being wants to focus on Issei's pleasure more than its own. 

He swallows thickly, mouth watering at the prospect of being filled with his girth. Yuuto takes his hand, pulling it toward him. “Why me, Yuuto?” he squeaks as Yuuto softly nibbles on his fingertips. As he feels his hand press against his stomach his whole body arches with intense pleasure, he gives out throaty whimpers. Issei can't help groaning as he feel his underwear soak from the release of pressure. 

A dark chuckle comes from Yuuto as he continues grinding his hand into Issei's stomach, earning weak cries, Issei feels his own junior perk right back up. “You may call me Kiba. As for why, I know you don’t take care of your body’s urges, have you even masterbated before?” Issei sputters before another groan comes from Kiba. He arches under Issei, earning a shortgasp that changes to a ong groan. “You obviously care more about others than yourself, but if you don’t lose some tension your ability will likely kill next time you try to save them.” 

Issei hesitates, trying to think through the pleasure before the hands around him gently relax, as if the being is aware he wants to think it through. Issei starts remembering the broken form of the other student. "You're too stressed, Love." Kiba whispers to him, gently massaging his arms, stroking up and down them with a strong devotion. Issei, knowing he is right, leans against him, surrendering his entire being to him.

The Master of Death, for the first time, gives himself to another because they want him and not his heritage.