Under the moonlight
Two days later, Izuku was once more outside, under the gazebo. This time however his clothes remained firmly on his body. Jeanne and Cereza had called to arrange the meeting the same evening Palutena had stayed for dinner. The two sat in matching outfits, Cereza had a black blouse while Jeanne wore a white version and both had high heels that looked like modified pumps. Cereza's were black while Jeanne's were brown. Their thigh socks were different designs too, Cereza's black with red lines running down either side of her leg with a ring ring just below the top and around the ankle, Jeanne had gone for a solid sky blue with a red heart on the inner leg just shy of the edge. Her skirt was lavender with black squares, Cereza's skirt matched with her socks, black with red lines. Cereza had picked a red blazer and kept the two top buttons of her blouse undone. Jeanne wore a blue blazer with a pastel pink bow peeking from under her collar. Izuku himself was dressed in another suit, white shirt, black tie, dark green waistcoat and matching blazer with black slacks. The three sat with a cup of tea each, Cereza kept her feet together, tucked to one side while Jeanne lifted hers up onto the chair with her. Izuku sat feet apart, leaning back in his seat.
"So you wanted to talk about the licenses?" He smiled gently, setting his cup down. Looking over the table at them, he adjusted his position. "What do you want to know?"
"How long does the process take? Start to finish," Cereza opened, he frowned lightly.
"A month, at most, since you two don't have identities here already the PSA is constructing entirely new IDs, the test will include those that look at intelligence, general knowledge, mathematical abilities, languages, the last thing we want to do is put full grown adults through another thirteen years of education," His hand waved about, gesticulating as he spoke. "It'll be looked over by certified educators with the correct qualifications, after we get those back which should take a week roughly, then we look into testing your abilities, gauging strength, speeds, agility et cetera, how you react in a crisis which I already have given I saw you fighting those creatures in the hundreds on Skyworld, that should take only a few days, then we go onto situational awareness, how to protect the people around you while things are going on, then we'll spend a week going over first aid to get you certified as part of your license, then it's just getting the hero exams in front of you and cracking them out, which should take us up to the last handful of days,"
"Sounds like a process," Jeanne hummed, holding her steaming cup in both hands, taking a sip as she stared over the rim at him.
"Oh it is, massively, the larger displaced groups have had to organize themselves into smaller chunks to not overwhelm and delay the process, you two should be able to squeeze into the group starting this week," Izuku shrugged, "It shouldn't be enough to stress you though, I imagine you're much smarter than you let people believe,"
"Yes well, it does make it easier to... encourage help if we let them think they know best,"
"And that's where we differ," Putting his own cup down he grinned, "You see I got help by letting them know it was in their best interest to help, well when I was on my rise to power anyway, people happily fall over themselves to help me now,"
"It must be good to be King," Cereza hummed with a slight smirk,
"I won't lie it does have benefits, but then I'm also the first one to arrive at fights, such as the one we met after, that was the third invasion I've prevented,"
"Yes, Peach told me about them," She hummed, "She caught me for tea yesterday, we met her, Daisy, Rosalina and Bowsette in a cafe in the city, lovely little place, you stopped that King Koopa along with Gannondorf,"
"Demise," Izuku inclined his head, "Gannondorf was merely the possessed victim, not that he survived long with the parasite taking most of his life energy to rebirth itself when I tore them apart, but I did kill Bowser and Demise yes, in the same night as it happens, along with the Koopa heirs, save my shell,"
"And the next day you ravaged all four of them so badly they couldn't sit right,"
"As a matter of fact I did, and after dinner I took them again so well they couldn't stand either,"
"Oh, do tell,"
"Nothing to tell," He shrugged, sipping his drink, "My wives take pride in my ability to pleasure them, all of them, consecutively without break, in fact shortly before I bed the Super World Ladies, I found myself in such a state I lasted for about five hours each of them having just enough time to recover before I took them again, it, wasn't my finest moment, however they've been convincing me that it was in fact one of my best, their search into repeating the event lends credence to that particular point,"
"Right, okay," Jeanne snorted, "If you expect me to believe you can keep up with sixty-two women in one sitting, without a break then you apparently think I'm far stupider than I thought,"
"Well, I don't think I can prove it to you unfortunately, not all of my wives are into the whole... public display of desire," He picked up his cup again, "I can't demonstrate either, as Palutena will tell you,"
"What will I be telling?" His angel spoke as she stepped onto the platform sauntering over. She wore tight fitting skinny jeans with a pastel green sweater.
"Attesting that I don't do demonstrations," One arm stretched out, Palutena took the silent invitation, sitting sideways on his lap, lifting her legs over the arms of the chair.
"Oh no, not unless you want a ring on it," With one hand on his chest, she proudly showed off the engagement ring on her finger. Pulling her hand back, she swiped the extra mug and poured herself a cup of tea.
"Huh, I thought you had a thing with that weedy soldier of yours, what was his name... Pat?" Cereza tapped her chin in thought,
"Pit? Oh goodness no," Palutena giggled, "Not only is he too young but he's also not my type, too coddling, wouldn't let me do anything," A palpable pause, Izuku shook his head, stared at her bewildered and blinked.
"Uh, my love, I don't let you do anything?" Which was true to a point, he cooked, cleaned, changed the linen, did all the household chores really.
"Well, no, but yours is sweet and caring, for example you don't let me cook but you are going to teach me, or just the night before last, after our first time together, you carried me to the hot spring to help me wash," Her fingers caught his chin as she peppered a kiss to his cheek. "Better yet," She bought his hand up gently, using it to push her collar and reveal a deep purple hickie where her shoulders curved into her neck. "You want to do this to me, I counted no less than five in the mirror this morning and seven more on my back according to the others, then the marks from your grip, you're loving and caring but you would never treat me as if I was truly made of glass, you aren't afraid to see me bruise, to mark what's yours,"
"Damn straight, I gotta let the world know to back the fuck up from my wife," She giggled again, holding her warm mug to her abdomen. He softly kissed her forehead before continuing. "You're mine and I want everybody to know, so people understand there's consequences to going after you,"
"After your thorough destruction of Hades, Bowser and Central Hyrule, I doubt anyone of sane mind is going to try and cross you," Once more Palutena helped herself to his presence, leaning her head against his chest as his arm wrapped around her shoulders.
"So domestic," Jeanne rolled her eyes, "Any sweeter and I'm sure the clouds will turn to cotton candy,"
"I wonder, since we're all on the same world now, what will come of Master Hand?" Cereza pondered, his angel shrugged.
"No idea, perhaps he'll try kidnap us again regardless?"
"Hard to be a hand with no fingers or thumbs," Izuku growled darkly,
"Or that Galeem and Darkhon, they created a small army of those stupid hands, they'll probably try something too," The ravenette suggested, "Those two were obnoxious,"
"Won't stop me ripping them apart and turning their entrails into fertilizer," Palutena swat his chest, Izuku just ran his tongue over his teeth. The group of them sounded suspiciously like Jade, perhaps his timeline hopping counterpart could handle the nuisances for him? He'd organize it later, right now he was winding down as Palutena nuzzled into him.
"They probably won't be a threat for a long while," She hummed, hand gently rubbing circles on his chest. "And even if they do crop up, we've all faced them in a fight anyway, you'd have no problem with them," His arm slid from her shoulders, hand on her back as he relaxed. "Save that anger for when they appear, if they appear,"
"If they know what's good for them, they'll never let a whisper of their existence get to me,"
"Yes yes, big strong man, fuck I can smell the testosterone," Jeanne snapped, Izuku just stared at her, "Oh don't give me that shit, all of you say the same thing, 'oh I can kill them' or 'oh I am the best' your ego runs unchecked for too long and you think yourself untouchable,"
"Except Jeanne, I am untouchable, I am King of this rock, I am the ultimate champion in order to protect my home, my citizens, my children and my wives, I've yet to meet a foe that doesn't lose to me, many have posed a challenge but none have ever won,"
"Sure," She rolled her eyes,
"A wager then? I will fight both of you, in a two on one, should you win, I will admit that I am not the strongest, that my ego needs to be reigned in and you are to be the one to do that, should I win, I don't know, let's call it,"
"A dinner date," Palutena suggested suddenly,
"W-, honey you know normally a wife doesn't,"
"Izuku, babe, I'm the sixty-second wife in your Court, Toru's already told me how long it took her to convince you to start dating Mina as well, do not act like me setting you up is out of the ordinary," He chuckled,
"Got me there,"
"As I was saying," She turned back to the Umbran witches, "When Izuku wins, he gets to take you both on a dinner date, whether you do it as a three or one on one is up to you but you have to go on one date night with him,"
"There's worse company to spend time with," Cereza hummed thoughtfully, "Alright, deal, when do we fight?"
"We have a sparring ring available to use?" Tilting his head he turned to Palutena.
"Well I'm not using it, as you can tell, I think Paya and Bowsette are gonna use it the inside one this evening," Her finger tapped the corner of her lips. "I don't think anyone's using the outside one though,"
"We can go and check? If it is in use we can schedule a throw down for when it's available," There was a pause, "Please don't throw the table to one side and say it starts now," The hand not around Palutena laid palm down on the table. The crockery on it rattled lightly, Cereza and Jeanne looked at him. "It's a good tea," Was his only explanation as he fixed them both with a flat stare. "Let's get moving then," Both witches stood up together, stepping away from the table. He brought his hand off the surface and thread his arm under Palutena's knees, lifting her with him as he stood.
"IzukUU!" Her warning turned into a shriek of alarm as she was held off the ground. "Don't do that without warning,"
"Funny, that's the second time I've been told by a wife not to pick her up bridal style without warning,"
"Because it feels like being dropped before you catch us,"
"But you know I'll always catch you," He shrugged lightly "So there's no reason to panic, shall we be moving then? I'll lead the way,"
Cereza and Jeanne stepped from the changing rooms out to the battle field. Izuku adjusted his cuffs as he waited for them to reach the ring. "Not changing?"
"Don't need to," He undid his tie, sliding it from under his collar and rolling it up before throwing it to Palutena. "All of my suits double as my combat fatigues, they recently had vibranium weaved in and my blade has been reinforced with the same metal, along with materials to increase fire and water resistance my clothing is entirely indestructible from anything of this world, do not worry about killing me,"
"Honey, what are you... oh," Ibarra appeared jogging over lightly,
"My flower, were you about to use the ring?"
"Oh, no, I just noticed you walking over, who, who are these two?"
"Jeanne and Bayonetta,"
"Bayo- oh,"
"What?"
"I, I've played her games, they're... rather lewd," She admit quietly, "I am certain Setsuna would pass out if she was here, perhaps I'll get the others that aren't at work today to come and watch?"
"Of course, but we are beginning shortly, so you might want to hurry," His hand landed on the small of her back softly, pulling her closer so he could kiss her temple. A slight eep when his hand dropped to grope her ass before she swat his hand away.
"Watch it mister, we're married but squeeze my behind again and,"
"And what?" He teased with a toothy grin, "What could you do to me hm?" His hand moved to her waist and pulled her against him, "And what do you think I'd do to you in return?"
"Ooh, Lord," She quivered lightly, "I, I mean, uh," With a red face, she met his gaze, "You're so perverted I can't think of something you won't enjoy,"
"Blame Mina,"
"Already am," A snort as Ibarra continued to glare at him, "But anyways, perhaps I'll corral the others to flood the kitchen and cook dinner, you wouldn't be able to get through all of us before a dish was cooked," At his smirk she continued, "Or perhaps we'll send you to the sofa for a night, or.... we'll do everything you don't want us doing while you're at work, like changing the sheets, or cleaning the rooms,"
"Uh huh, keep going,"
"Or we'll take extra shifts at work," This time her words were resolute and she knew she was hitting a weak point. His lips pursed in thought as he weighed up risk and reward.
"Alright, but I still plan on getting a handful when you give me the opportunity," Ibarra giggled lightly as he let her go, whispering softly in his ear.
"You can cope a feel all you want, but there's not enough for a handful," Immediately he captured her once again and kept her tightly against him.
"Oh my love, you have enough to spare," He purred, watching her legs shake, "If I had the time I'd show you just how perfect your ass is, repeatedly," A slight whimper, "Now you run along and grab the others before getting that tight butt on a bench and watch me show off," Letting her go again, he waited until she turned around to land a loud spank.
"Pervert," She smiled over her shoulder
"Guilty but only 'cause you're gorgeous," With a wink he watched her walk away, exaggerating the swing of her hips. Jeanne impatiently cleared her throat.
"Well, now the disgusting display is over, let's start shall we?" Izuku just grinned, still not looking at the women.
"Don't insult my wives," His cheery demeanor was paradoxical to the undertone of his words. "Palutena, baby, call it,"
"Begin!" Her hand snapped down before she hurried over to the spectator line. The witches took a step back as Izuku disappeared and was suddenly in front of them both. They both flipped out of the way as he spun around with a kick. Overclock revved through his veins as they both landed. Cereza dashed in while Jeanne took aim. His brows furrowed as they both moved at regular speeds even with his increased perception. One foot landed on the floor and he immediately folded. Now pivoting on a heel, his torso was parallel to the floor moving under Cereza's kick. His other leg stretched out, connecting with Jeanne's gun and kicking it off course. Right arm flew and his hand grabbed Cereza's thigh, before she knew it, he pulled her off balance and threw her at Jeanne. He noticed once as they both began falling that they were once again moving at slow speeds. Pursing his lips he moved towards them again. They both got up and ran slowly at him.
Caliburn glinted in the sun before he moved to slice Cereza, she dropped to her knees and slid under his attack at the last possible moment. Somehow she began to speed up during the move. Immediately she aimed and fired her own pair of guns at him, it prevented him from making an actual attack at Jeanne but he still rammed into her as he moved out of the way, knocking her down once again. As he moved to put distance between them, he watched her slowly turn to face him before getting to her feet at regular speed. Cereza's bullets prevented him from analyzing the situation and kept him running perpendicular to the duo. Danger Sense flared as he skid to a halt and turned to charge straight at them.
He nearly stopped in bewilderment when they costumes began to recede, their hair suddenly was much, much longer than before and circled their bodies. Their mouths moved and a language he felt he should know echoed over the field. Under their feet, circles glowed, Cereza's purple, Jeanne's a crimson red. Another runic purple runic circle appeared midair and strands of black hair raced out of it. Suddenly between the spirals a blue arm appeared and moved to punch him. Izuku dropped to his knees and then further onto his back, sliding under the massive fist. Getting to his feet, he had no time to pause, another fist, this time white swung for him. His hands planted on the incoming knuckles as he did the splits and rolled down the arm. It seemed the runic circles weren't tangible as he rolled straight through the cryptic writing.
Rolling in the air one more time, he continued his charge to the twin witches. Both were fully clothed once again, the circles below their feet now gone. Cereza swung a blade to meet his as Jeanne began swinging a pair of... gun-chucks? They fired a round at him, which caused him to duck, shifting to one side as he met Cereza's attack. A moment passed, she pushed him back before jumping into a turn and kicking at him. He leant back, eyes widening again at the sight of a rocket launcher aiming at him. He commit to going backwards as it fired at him. The rocket flew over his body as his hands planted on the ground and his legs began to rise. Another thread the needle between his thighs before he was back on his feet. Jeanne rushed at him, her gun-chucks in hand, he jumped over them, his blade swinging towards her.
The moment it made contact she burst into a swarm of moths that rushed past him. Once behind him, she reformed and lashed out with a roundhouse kick. Izuku twisted, blocking the blow with Caliburn as he noticed the electrified claws now acting as high heels for the whitette. Danger Sense had him move as a whip cracked where he'd just been standing. Cereza was running at him another kick, this time with a shotgun on her foot firing a round at him. Deciding the weapon choices could be revisited, he dodged that and shook his head. Overclock was still burning. Both women began slowing down as he moved, Cereza registered his attack as it moved to meet her. His knee contacted her ribs and she burst into bats.
Once behind him she turned around. Izuku watched as her costume once again seemed to come alive and leave her nude. Her jet black hair swirled around her body, covering her modesty in the most immodest way, before running up into another runic circle. Danger Sense once again flared but this time too late, he huffed as a giant purple high heel smashed him into the ground.
"Ow," He grunted before lifting himself by his hands. Danger Sense had him launch himself into a cork screw spin. The whip cracked on the floor as he felt something pass over his back. One foot touched down, quickly followed by his other. Rolling his shoulders, he cracked his neck, "Right, one gives as good as once gets I suppose," His hand rose and caught the incoming punch from Jeanne. The matching foot kicked out and swiped her feet from underneath her, while she was in free fall, he threw her at the aiming Cereza.
Following her flight path, he watched the ravenette predictably dodge her compatriot. Once again he lashed out with his foot, catching her wrist and forcing her to release the handle of the whip. The follow through had him spun on his heel and plant the same foot in her gut. As she began rolling away, he focused back on Jeanne, the white clad woman now rolling in slow motion along the ground. He charged over, grabbing her wrist. Skidding to a halt he threw her into the air before returning to Cereza. She was sliding to a halt on her feet with one hand planted on the ground. In a blur of motion, he kicked out her arm and grabbed her ankle. Once she was off balance he delivered a rabbit punch to her spine and caused her to hit the ground.
Vines burst out either side of her and restrained her before more grew over her back and kept her pinned. Pivoting again, he drew Caliburn before deflected the hail of bullets fired at him. Jeanne gasped in shock as he leapt towards her. One hand moved behind her back before she cracked a whip at him. It passed through his body harmlessly as he rolled in the air. Explosion gave him another burst of speed, Rabbit and Frog beefed up his legs as he moved for an axe kick, Kinetic Booster and Gearshift making Jeanne hit the ground that much harder. As he fell, Thunderstuck crackled into life and caught her on the ground. It shocked her long enough to let him drop to the floor.
Danger Sense helped him again as he landed, Cereza had escaped her bindings and charged at him. Her punch pulled her past him and Invisibility hid him from their sight. Neither reacted in time as Blackwhip burst from either hand and bound them from shoulders to knees. Overclock finally stopped and the color of the world returned to normal. Blackwhip didn't move as he checked his watch. Ten seconds ticked by as both Umbran witches struggled but couldn't escape. "I believe that means I win," Cereza smirked at him while Jeanne huffed in annoyance.
"You'd think, but not quite," The ravenette spoke like silk, there was a growl and suddenly a panther and a crimson lynx were charging down the mass towards him. Their platform disappeared immediately. He kicked off to one side, stooping over to drag his hands on the floor. Earthflow bought it to life, waves rolling around as chunks grew and came to life in golems. The umbran witches turned back to themselves before kicking off the golems and spinning in the air. A raven and an owl began to glide about, sharp feathers began to circle both of them before firing at Izuku. Overclock came back to life as he moved, the feathers following him, each one impaling the ground just behind his feet. Both sleeves rolled up and bubbles began spewing from his arms by the thousands. Behind the obscuring wall, he sent out two Doubles, Pop Off being used by all three. Jeanne, the owl, fired feathers at the copy going left, while Cereza took the one going right.
Neither noticed Izuku burst through the wall of suds before he'd launched a volley of green orbs at them. His two duplicates dissolved after the attack landed, the witches transformed to their normal selves, causing the orbs to disappear. Running up a golem, he intercepted Cereza's fall and tackled her in the stomach. Rolling in the air, he kept an arm around her as he landed on his feet. Chronostasis struck her thigh then Zero Gravity kept her inches from the floor. Next he moved towards Jeanne, moving Caliburn reflexively as Danger Sense and Radar let him block the shots Cereza was taking at his back. The whitette flung her whip at him, causing him to roll to one side. Electric Whip cracked in response, quickly both were wrapped up together and he pulled hers from her hand.
From a hand behind her back, she withdrew a rocket launcher but quickly was forced to discard it with Slice and Blazing Hair launching superheated needle like hairs into it. The gun-chucks made an appearance but were wrenched from her hand by Larceny. Turning into moths as his attack began to land, she reappeared with a pair of crackling lightning claws on her hands and feet. Idly he noted the cat ears and tail made of electricity but focused on winning for now. Permation had the claws move through his torso without difficulty as he spun to kick her into her teammate. With a burst of speed he tapped her with Zero Gravity too, then Larceny took away the shotguns she drew before they could fire at him.
"We could keep going if you want to," He hummed, slowing down so they could understand him, "Or you could surrender and admit defeat," They both spun in the air for a moment, limbs flailing out. Both of them rotated uselessly sideways for a minute. Jeanne huffed, trying to keep herself upright as Cereza just crossed her ankles and folded her arms.
"Well I hope you know you're covering the cheque,"
"So you're Rodin?"
"Yessir," The man spoke in a lone tone that exuded strength. If things were different he'd challenge the man to a spar but now was not the time. "What brings you to the Gates of Hell?"
"This," He revealed a small card, almost like a business card. It was blank on both sides when Cereza had revealed it, but then she'd stolen a pen and scribbled down the address and a time. After he'd let them both touch ground again anyway. After finishing with his work for the day, he changed into a clean suit. This time with a black shirt, white tie and green waist coat and blazer. Black slacks and sleek, freshly polished derby shoes had clicked with every step against the laminate flooring once he'd entered the bar. Rodin took the card from his fingers and inspected it for a minute.
"Damn, how did you convince Bayo to give you the time? Or Jeanne for that matter?"
"Beat them in a fight, I bet my ego, they bet a date," He shrugged, Rodin huffed out a laugh. "So, is it true, the whole...?" A finger circled his head,
"What about it?"
"It's just, you're oddly.... human, none of the things on Skyworld looked remotely human, humanoid yeah, oversized mutant gorilla's? Yup, even viking ships and blimps, but none of them, not one of them looked as... average as you do,"
"That lot are angels, I was an Angel, I am a fallen Angel, the whole died and went to heaven thing? Yeah, that's how those lot are formed, I started my existence up in Paradiso, I'm a native, those lot are... tourists in a sense,"
"That's... oddly simpler than I expected it to be, does that mean there are... 'Natives' to Inferno?"
"Yup, those assholes are happy down there though, didn't take very kindly to me, until I made 'em that is," Izuku leant on the bar as Rodin continued to clean glasses.
"How do you fund this place anyway? Last I checked humans don't exactly walk around with halos to spend,"
"I accept all forms of Human currency, there's no trade in the other worlds, one is a paradise, the other's Paradiso," He snorted at the barman's joke. "I take halos cause it keeps the downstairs folk from bothering the patrons, no good trying to serve humans if there's demons wrecking the joint every couple days,"
"And they... eat the halos?"
"Yup, nice anointed appetizers before they punish the sinners,"
"You fight Cereza?" Rodin whistled,
"Damn you get away with that? She must really like you kid,"
"I try,"
"But yeah, I fought her once, gave it a good try but she lost, gotta hand it to her though, definitely kept me on my toes,"
"Impressive, now I really wanna go a round," Rodin chuckled,
"You got a million halos?"
"Price for a match?"
"Price of a ticket, gotta wait your turn after all,"
"Or I would, if there was more than two people that could actually buy it," A slight smirk, "So why the ticket?"
"Gets rid of that curse for a while, bring back the power y'know?" His mind flashed back to that day in the courtyard, after Toshinori had shot him with the quirk erasing bullet. For a moment the picture of Dictator flit across his vision, the anger he felt then simmering in the back of his mind. Another breath and he smiled confidently.
"Oddly enough, yeah I do," A quiet moment passed,
"So, any plans for them tonight?"
"Why Rodin, are you being protective?"
"I just wanna make sure my loyalest customers are still gonna be givin' me halos tomorrow," A deep, bass like chuckle, "Those two can look after themselves,"
"They most certainly can, as for a plan, I've rented out an ice rink for us to go skating, booked a table to dine in The Maple Draon even scored a private room so they don't have to worry about being disturbed,"
"And if work gets in the way?"
"What will be will be," Izuku shrugged lightly, {That's life} "Thing's don't always go according to plan,"
"Certainly a way of looking at it," A voice spoke from behind him. He smirked lightly and turned around, leaning on the bar. Cereza and Jeanne both stood facing him, the ravenette had her arms folded while her cohort had a hand on her hip. Both stood in a way that lifted one hip. Jeanne wore an all black outfit. He could only assume from the shine it her tight fitting trousers were leather. Her shirt had bell sleeves with three flares at the end of each sleeve, the collar some sort of halter with three threads all coming together to form the ring around her neck. Black high heels, a pair of black gloves and red glasses on top of her head pulled the look together. Cereza wore grey high heels and grey tights, her dress was a pure white. It looked close to a pencil with a slit up either side reaching her mid calf. She wore grey elbow gloves along with a grey, ribbon like stole. On either hip a large white rose rest, the plunge of the dress ran just below her cleavage and Izuku tried not to linger on the sliver of underboob he spied from underneath the golden rose acting as the clasp. A white wide brim sunhat with matching white roses around the crown finished off her look.
"I, uh, wow,"
"We thought we'd try something a bit fancier than the stuff we wore to our little tea party," He ran his tongue over his teeth,
"Well, I guess that's ice skating cancelled, you'd both freeze I think, and I doubt either of you want to get frost on such lovely outfits,"
"Ice skating, really?" Jeanne tutted,
"Something I figured neither of you have done before, just a thing to try, no matter, dinner was planned first anyway and it shouldn't be a long walk," He took out his wallet and withdrew a stack of bills. "Rodin," They landed on the bar, "Thanks for the conversation," Turning on his heel as the barman picked his tip up, Izuku smiled to both women, offering either of them an arm. "Shall we?"
He was returning from the bathroom when he heard the voices. "So sorry about this but you see, we saw you from across the room," Izuku paused, a slight frown crossing his features. "My friend and I couldn't help but notice you both seemed to be waiting for, I'm going to say some guys?" A silence and he pressed himself against the wall, conveniently their table had been literally around the corner from the bathrooms, so he could continue to listen while remaining out of sight. "And well, we didn't think it was fair such lovely ladies should have so much effort go to waste," He heard a snort that sounded very much like Jeanne,
"Much effort? I slapped this thing together in twenty minutes, the most effort was put towards getting those roses on her dress,"
"Yes," Cereza hummed lightly, "They were quite the issue and I won't lie it's much nicer to not have them on right now," The speaker seemed to recover,
"Would you two care to join us? We were planning on having some food and going out to a gala tonight, my family are on the board for the Doifuji Systems Corporation, I've got a few spare invites if you'd like to come with us?"
"No thanks you," She continued politely, not letting Jeanne chew the man out yet,"
"C'mon it'll be fun, I promise, way more fun than whatever the ditching dorks have planned," Cereza sighed before Jeanne spoke,
"You should probably return to your table,"
"Let's start over," He insisted, Izuku rolled his eyes, "I'm Noboru Doifuji, I,"
"We aren't interested," She clarified firmly, "And I feel the need to repeat you should return to your table,"
"Oh, and why would that be?" Cereza cleared her throat,
"Well, if you must know, he doesn't take kindly to people trying to steal his dates,"
"He doesn't?" Izuku swung around the corner, grinning darkly at the back of the man.
"No, I don't suppose I do," Doifuji stood ramrod straight before inching his head to one side, shaking all the while. His wide eyes further expanded against his pale face as he saw Izuku towering over him.
"Oh, uh, Your Majesty," Words fell out of his mouth rapidly, "I, I did not know y-you were the date th-these lovely ladies w-were on about,"
"But you were still going to try and take them?" Swapping his anger out of disappointment he looked at the man, "If it wasn't me stood here right now, would you be apologizing? Probably not, ah," His hand lifted as Doifuji went to speak, "I heard the whole thing, I'd just stepped out to use the bathroom, do not pretend you were simply trying to chat them up, I will say you were much more cordial than Fukukichi was those years ago, but still, I feel the need to highlight, stealing dates does not bring good press to you or your company, I know Doifuji Corp is doing well right now but there was the scandal last year about your... Uncle? Having a love affair, correct?" Doifuji nodded, "Now I understand the desire to spend time with beautiful women, example one right behind you," His arm gestured to Cereza and Jeanne, "But trying to one up a man to his date will only put you on the path to follow the crash your Uncle had, perhaps instead of places like this, look for where you actually enjoy being, not where your 'friends' want you to be,"
"I, I do like reading,"
"There you go, head to a library, visit a coffee shop, see if anyone's looking for something you've read or want to read, start a conversation, obviously don't just," His hands rose, "Harass people, but just... try and make an interest, go to places that interest you, when you start looking in the right places you'll be surprised at what you find,"
"I uh, thank you, I'm, I think I'm going to go home, the gala honestly sounds too exhausting at this point,"
"Understandable, go home Doifuji, if you haven't eaten, maybe grab a takeout or something, you don't need to throw money away to have friends, yes I'm aware, I'm here taking these two on a date, I shouldn't really say much, but the friends I have are the friends I made without buying expensive gifts or showing off my wealth, find the people that want to be around you for no reason make them your friends,"
"I, thank you Your Majesty,"
"It's fine Doifuji," Izuku shook his hand firmly, "Go and be yourself, and have fun doing it," He was about to pass the King when his upper arm was grabbed, "But... word to the wise, never flirt with my women again, your civility and manners made a good impression, but it won't help next time," Letting the man go, he smiled and nodded. Cereza and Jeanne looked at him while he sat down. "Right? Shall we order desserts then?"
"Your women?"
"Yes,"
"What does that mean?"
"What do you think it means?"
"You don't own us,"
"Never said I did, you hold my interest as I hold yours, ergo you're mine and I'm yours," A slight sigh, "I don't own any of the women I am with, though I have a history of being possessive, much like a dragon and his hoard, I am the King with my Court, the pair of you are a part of that and will remain so until you wish not to be,"
"We're in until we're out? Surely it should be we're out until we're in?"
"And yet you are on this date are you not? Surely that would classify you as in?" Smirking at Jeanne, he watched her pout before folding her arms. "Do you want to leave?" Another grumble, but this time clearly a negative answer, he leaned back against his seat. "So, would you like dessert or do you want to do something else this fine evening?"
"Well, I suppose one more course couldn't hurt before we find something to do, though Jeanne and I may have to change if we want to do... quite literally anything else,"
"What's the thing Enzo is always on about? Not baseball, the other thing he takes his rugrats to do?"
"You may need to narrow it down a little,"
"In the alleys, with gutters and pins, I think,"
"Bowling?" Izuku offered gently, Jeanne snapped her fingers,
"Yes, that one,"
"If that's the case then yes, a change of clothes is recommended, you'll also be wearing flats, if only for safety, last thing you need to do is break a heel holding a bowling ball,"
"And I suppose you'll change as well? I doubt a suit is good attire for such an activity," He grinned lightly,
"Well, you'd be right, however because it's a suit, I can do this wondrous thing called remove parts of it, suit as the blazer and tie, pop a button or two at the top and roll up the sleeves, I'll be good to go, though yes my shoes will also be changing,"
"You really don't do anything by half measures do you?" Jeanne smirked at him, a light shrug before he spoke,
"If I did I wouldn't be taking two beautiful women on a date tonight,"
The wooden pins crashed against the floor. "Yes!" Cereza cheered, throwing her arms up in celebration, "Double," Izuku smiled shaking his head, standing from his seat to walk towards the dispenser. They had listed themselves in alphabetical order, so his turn was between the women. As he picked up a heavy ball, he felt Cereza lean in, "I'm catching up," He snorted lightly,
"Like a torch in the daylight, honey you've got four more strikes before you could overtake," Turning to the alley as the machine set the pins, he grinned, "Shame there's only three more turns left," Stepping to bowl, he wound his arm back and began his approach. It crashed onto the floor, rolling away. Izuku turned around to return to his seat, Jeanne standing up as they both watched his turn. Looking over his shoulder as he heard the ball contact with the pins, he grinned at the seventh consecutive strike.
"Show off," The whitette muttered as she chose her own ball to use.
"Just because you're losing the bet," She grumbled quietly as he shook his head. Both Umbran Witches had agreed to the challenge, only one of them had to beat Izuku to try and make it fair. If Izuku lost at all, they could both ask him for one thing each and he could not deny it. However if he won it was vice versa with both of them being asked one thing unable to say no. Jeanne cursed loudly as she was left with another split, he merely snorted to himself, watching the witches switch places. Cereza had a lollipop in her mouth as she sauntered over to the machine. Jeanne huffed herself into the seat beside him and crossed her arms. "Are you not having fun?"
"No, this game is childish and stupid, I can see why Enzo takes his brats,"
"Seriously? Are you that upset about losing?"
"It's not the losing that bothers me," She admit, still angry. They both looked over as the pins echoed down, "That's it," A hand gestured to Cereza who had just scored a spare. "I'm left with three pins minimum mean while Cereza misses one at max and you've yet to miss any!"
"Don't worry about that," He nudged her shoulder lightly, "It's only because this is an activity some wives insist we do semi-regularly that I've any skill at all, I once sent a ball over the bumpers into the gutter of another lane, Mina has photos to prove it," Slowly standing up he grinned, "Tell you what, I'll take this turn and then I'll go get you a bucket of popcorn to cheer you up, sound good?"
"I suppose,"
"Salty or sweet?"
"Half and half,"
"Consider it done ma'am," He grinned, Cereza sauntered passed him, taking his now empty seat. Bowling over another strike, he quickly left the alleys and stood by the food counter. A short teenager nervously lifted their head to look at him. "Heya, can I just get two half and half popcorns and.... two blueberry with one raspberry slushies?"
"Y-yes sir!" They quickly turned around to work, scooping the snack into two separate buckets and placing them on the counter before pouring three drinks. "Th-that'll be two-thousand five hundred yen sir, c-cash or c-card?"
"Card please," He pulled his phone out, waggling it lightly, "Don't carry that bills, only got enough for an emergency taxi, which is about four hundred short, anyways, thanks," As he spoke he tapped his phone to the machine before picking up the items, delicately resting his raspberry slushy in one arm as he picked up the other two in a hand and hugged the buckets of popcorn to his chest. Jeanne and Cereza were waiting for his return as it was already his turn again. Gently lowering himself so they could safely remove their food and drinks, he caught his drink in his hand before putting it to one side. Another strike later he sat down, "Just one more turn, if you get them all down you get a third turn,"
"Oh wonderful, you get eleven consecutive strikes," Jeanne groused lightly before angrily pulling the lid off her slushy and drinking it. Cereza smirked as she took her co-witch's place.
"Raspberry?"
"I like it," He defended quietly, "Plus when you mix raspberry and blueberry together you get purple,"
"Uh huh, and you think we'll share our drinks with you?" She smirked to him as Jeanne huffed and picked up her second ball. Izuku returned her look,
"Who said anything about drinks?" Lightly his finger dragged against the underside of her chin, thumb gently resting on her cheek.
"Someone's getting eager," Lifting her chin, she let him lean in closer,
"When faced with two beautiful women, you'll find I'm always eager," He whispered against her lips softly, "All I need is your go-ahead," Their lips met gently before the crash of Jeanne's spare. "Your turn, the last one I believe," Izuku took a small bit of pride in the red tint to her cheeks, as she stood up, he grabbed her wrist. Halting her for a moment, he gave her just enough time to turn her head before he planted a kiss to her hips as he remained in his seat. "Good luck," Punctuating his sentence by gently nipping her bubbly butt, he grinned wickedly. Jeanne sat down sighing lightly, "Still not having fun?"
"It's not quite the activity I expected it to be," Silence for a moment as she sipped her drink, "And there's far less alcohol than I had assumed,"
"Bowling isn't really a thing to do drunk," Admitting it with a shrug, he leant back in his seat and drunk his own slushy.
"So you get yourself raspberry, but me blueberry?"
"Well, I know you like the color red and I figured,"
"That I'd want to share?"
"Not quite," Poking his dyed tongue out lightly, he smiled. "Call it an excuse,"
"Excuse?"
"Well, if I'm going to stand out against the hundred of men after you, I need a reason to get you to kiss me," Meeting her eye, he noticed the dusting of a blush before she spoke.
"And you think giving yourself a red tongue will be reason enough?"
"Maybe, but it's a damning argument against the other men demanding your attention," Cereza tapped his shoulder,
"Your last turn mister," Izuku smiled standing up, barely a pace away from his seat, he jumped at the hands against his ass. Looking over his shoulder, both Jeanne and Cereza grinned at him, hands still in position from their team spank. He picked up a ball and quickly took his turn, two strikes later he stepped away from the lane. He watched the whitette pick up her ball and walked over.
"Don't distract me,"
"I wasn't going to, here," Gently holding her wrist, he put his body against hers, "Holding it like this, look where you want it to go," Doing a slow swinging motion he supported her arm. "How you swing can put a spin on it, try and flick your wrist up, it should keep it in a straight line," Jeanne had chewed her lip at the close proximity before nodding gently.
"Well, I know who to blame if this is a gutter-ball,"
"That you do," Pecking her cheek, he whispered, "Good luck," Taking two steps away he watched her wind up and throw her shot. She tried heard to keep the grin off her face as all ten pins clunked into a strike. Her second turn went much the same before he moved back to her. "You did it," A hand gently rest on her waist, "Let's get Cereza and get out of here, figure out what you guys want to do next," As they began to walk, he looked up at the screen, "Still won though," And by a wide margin too with a flawless streak, Jeanne just huffed. While his attention was turned, he didn't even notice the portal to Purgatorio as they stepped through it. Nor did he see the portal that Cereza stepped through before sitting back down.
"Yes you did," She adjusted her glasses slightly. "Have any idea about your prize?"
"I got to take two sexy women on a date, that is prize enough," A light sigh,
"And here I thought you wanted a purple tongue," With one arm around her waist, he pulled her towards him.
"Oh I do, but I want you to give me that willingly,"
"Trust me handsome, doesn't get more willing than this," Her hands rest either side of his face before he was pulled into a kiss. Jeanne tittered before she was brought against him in his other arm. Cereza breathlessly released him and his head snapped over to kiss her instead. Two pairs of hands rest on his chest as she moaned into his mouth lightly. Neither objected when his hands slid southward to grab their plentiful backsides. Once he let Jeanne go to catch her breath, he looked between them.
"Think you can hold onto this un-,"
"We don't have to hold onto anything," Cereza grinned before pressing her lips to his neck.
"Purgatorio has the best privacy," Jeanne finished, joining her teammate at his neck. Izuku groaned lightly, slowly moving the trio to the seats again. As he sat down, Jeanne and Cereza straddled a leg each.
"G'n, fuck," He whispered lightly as their hands moved across his body. "L-ladies,"
"What?" Cereza teased as Jeanne kept going, "Afraid you can't handle it?" Her voice wobbled with a moan as his kneaded her clothed behind.
"I can take it, just wanted to make sure you both want it," Their hands slowly fished his hardening cock from his trousers.
"Well then big boy, let's see if you measure up," He gasped as their hands slowly began pumping together, their crotches grinding against his legs. Jeanne nibbled at his ear.
"You talk a big game, but let's see how well you play," Invitation received he slid his hands under their trousers and began to thread his hands under their panties. With an expertise only he could have, he massaged their asses in the most arousing way. Both of them moaned as his helped them up and down either leg. Blackwhip lashed out to lift their shirts up and pull their bras down. Limb multiplier let him grab handfuls of each witch, teasing them more than they were him. That is, until they began to bend down. Sliding from his legs, he went back to his two hands as he felt a tongue over his shaft. Then another. Looking down, he saw them licking his member below their pumping hands. The two shared a look before their hands entwined around him and they were kissing with his cock between their mouths. Each free hand could be seen disappearing under the respective owner. Moaning softly, the trio each enjoyed their own pleasures. Finding himself unable to grope their asses, Izuku moved to run his hands through their hair, passing along a Full House to each. "W-who wants the, the first load?" Cereza looked up at him seductively.
"I think second deserves the prize," His hand stroked her face lightly,
"Fine by me," Her eyes widened as suddenly he was fisting her hair and pushing her down his dick, Jeanne made a noise as he moved her by her hair too. Only she was brought up to his face and had her lips crashed against his. Cereza made several gurgling noises as his balls churned before the orgasm began to subside. "What happens to your clothes if you take them off?"
"Nothing, they'll still be invisible," Jeanne replied in both shock and arousal from his tone.
"Then why are you still wearing them?" There wasn't even hesitation as both quickly pulled their shirts over their heads and tossed them onto the chairs beside him. He also stripped, watching the two. Once all three were nude, he looked between them, "So, who's first?"
"She got her prize," Jeanne argued, Izuku hooked her up by her armpits and watched her legs spread almost automatically. Lowering her down his prick, he listened to the needy moan clawing up her throat. Stopping against her cervix, he met her eye.
"Want me to keep-,"
"Yes," His hands stopped supporting her, Jeanne was speared down his cock by her own weight, legs trying to wrap around his back. "G'fuck, best pahrticipaytion, trophy... ever,"
"Speak for yourself," Cereza looked on, knees weak as her thighs rubbed together. She squawked when suddenly Blackwhip lifted her up, bringing her to Izuku's waiting hands. firmly holding onto her waist, he lifted her above Jeanne until her legs were over his shoulders. Without waiting he began licking and slurping at her arousal, getting a deep moan from the witch. When her legs crossed behind his neck and fingers curled into his hair, he took one hand away. Jeanne tilted her head back as he used this hand to guide her back up and down his length. Both women moaned from the vertical threesome. Grinning against Cereza's muff, he began to vibrate, causing a sudden clenching of teeth. "Just like that, ooh, yes," She curled herself around his head, gyrating her hips against his ministrations. Finally the thought to use limb multiplier kicked in and he was holding both women in two hands. Jeanne gasped as he was able to up the speed while Cereza only opened her mouth, now pressed harder into his face. Her fingers began to dig into his scalp while her counterpart's could only hand limply underneath her.
Jeanne came first, unable to withstand the monster that was Izuku's sexual prowess for too long. Feeling as if he was ripping her apart, her mind hardly stayed unsnapped from endorphins as the fire crawled up her spine. A cry that shifted between two high tones before her pussy gripped him like a vice. Jerking his hips, he delivered his seed directly into her womb. Not wanting Cereza to be left out, he found the small bundle of nerves that was her clit. Wrapping his vibrating tongue around it, he gently sucked. If the increased tensing in the limbs was any indicator, Cereza certainly enjoyed it. Vibrating slightly faster, he was awarded with her orgasm, which he loudly slurped down like a man starved. Catching the now limp woman, he guided her from his body, to her own shaky feet. Jeanne twitched, still suspended by his dick.
"N-not letting, her, down?" She panted, looking at her white haired friend.
"And make a mess of this nice clean floor? I think not, I'll just have to find a way to stop her leaking," With wobbling legs, Cereza sunk to her knees before moving underneath the joined sexes. Her tongue darted out to catch the already overflowing jizz. Groaning as she licked away his cum, he inched Jeanne off his member. It didn't take long before Cereza had swallowed all of the excess. Lifting them both up, he carried them over to the practically empty arcade corner. Without a second thought he put Jeanne in a chair to recover before sprawling Cereza out over one of the unused billiards tables. Nearby the see through bodies of patrons could be seen playing games. "Look at them," He purred into her ear. She turned her head to watch the ongoing game at the neighboring table. "I'm about to fuck you silly right here, right now and they don't even know," A finger slid down her already wet lips as he watched her bite her lip. "One portal and you'd have a nice little audience to watch, a snap of my fingers," The ones currently not slowly [umping into her made the noise by her face. "And they'll see the twitching, moaning, cum filled mess I plan on leaving you as," A whimper was her response, "Or I can just kept torturing you like this," His fingers began to buzz, "I mean your cum will still soak into the table, they might not see it, they might not hear it, but they'll still smell it, they'll still look for it, the naked woman laying dazed from more orgasms than she can count, and all it takes is two fingers," The buzzing stopped as he withdrew the digits, Cereza wilting at the new absence. Rubbing his fingers against her lips, he didn't even need to say anything as she opened her mouth and slowly began to clean his fingers of her juices. "Good girl," Lining himself up, he slowly broke into her folds. With a low moan, she tried to roll her head. Izuku took the moment to his advantage, with his fingers in her mouth, he pressed his thumb to her chin and forced her jaw down. He kept her mouth wide open as he looked into her eyes.
Her tongue swirled in her mouth, sliding over his fingers occasionally. Now unable to silence herself, Cereza's moans echoed off the walls while he filled her. He slowly tore her in two as he made her body stretch to accommodate his girth. "So... 'ig," She tried to speak,
"And you...'re, so.. tight," Groaning as he praised her, he felt the resistance he'd already broken in Jeanne. "Want me to do it?" A voice like silk as he looked into Cereza's clouded eyes. "Want me to break you, ruin you forever, mark you as mine?"
"Gohd, yessh!" His hips pulled back slightly, Cereza had just enough time to meet his eye before his hips smashed into hers. The only appropriate response she could think of in the moment was arching her back to scream. His hips rolled, further sending waves of pleasure through her body. With one hand, he moved her wrists above her head, into her sprawling hair and pinned them down. His other hand finally moved from her mouth, but not far as he pressed lightly onto her neck. Her lips pursed so invitingly he lowered his face against her and kissed her with animalistic passion. When her head dropped back against the table, his hand grabbed her chin and forced her to watch as he further moved his head down to her breasts and began helping himself. Biting into her creamy flesh, he left dark purple welts across both tits. She gasped and groaned as he sucked each nipple in an agonizing pleasure. Weakly she tried to keep her wits about her as the orgasms began cascading. Her toes curled as her plan failed, words becoming incoherent slurred whines and pants. Only one was understood, "Yes, yes, yes!" Each time he swapped motions or left a hickey behind, Cereza could only chant the lone word. At one point it became too much for Izuku, who lifted himself to nibble her earlobe.
"Ready to take it?"
"Fuck! Ooh, yes!" He moved his head up,
"Then look at me," Resting his forehead on hers, her eyes uncrossed and focused. Filling her vision was his own emerald eyes, filled with a fiery passion. "Look at me, remember just who did this to you," For a second she flicked down to his lips, subconsciously running her tongue over her own, "Look at me," He repeated, getting her attention back to his eyes. "Sear this into your mind, remember just who made you cum like a fountain, you turned you into a little whore," As his hands latched onto her hips, her own began digging into his back.
"G-, give i~t, too, me!" Trying to hold back her last orgasm, she felt his cock pulse before hot cum was dumped straight into her womb. Letting the coil snap as the warmth spread, she completely lost control of her eyes, rolling nearly into her head. "Fuh-uck," Groaning lightly as he panted above her, she tried to retain some composure, "I suppose that's worked it out of your system then hm?" The way his smile warped as their eyes met made Cereza hesitate.
"Oh love, we've haven't even begun," He picked her up and suddenly she was bent over the half wall that separated the arcade area from the bowling lanes. Her last coherent thought was wondering how they'd retrieve their clothes.