HARRY POTTER: Witchcraft and Devilry

"The greatest skill I could ever impart on you, my dear, is learning how to set up your board so that no matter the outcome, you win something," Venelana said.

"In the end, every single thing is chess," Rias said, quoting her brother.

"The heavenly host has their unity; the fallen have their way with humans; but we devils have our cunning," Venelana said. "Our disadvantages are terrible, and even with the evil pieces, we'll never be able to challenge our great foes openly. The Great War proved that. To survive in this world, you must truly embody what it means to be a devil. Adaptability, cunning, ruthlessness, these are our ways. Whether you proved yourself capable of forging your own path or ended up with an immortal husband willing to kill in your defense, you'd have been safer in my eyes, and for a species as long-lived and infertile as ours, nothing is more important than ensuring the safety of your children. You found a way to escape Riser, and I am proud of that, though I wish you'd found a more impressive way."

"Oh, I don't know," Rias smirked. "I'd say Harry's plenty impressive."

"He's rather cute, your human," Venelana said. "Perhaps I should send him another picture."

"Mother!" Rias exclaimed.

"Oh, relax, dear, I'm kidding," Venelana laughed. "So, how was he?"

"Divine," Rias sighed before furrowing her brow and adding, "and strange."

"How so?" Venelana asked, sipping her tea.

"He was a virgin and a rather clueless one at that to start," Rias said. "He has his perks and showed promise, but after he finished the first time, it was like something awoke inside him. He became a ravenous beast after that, taking me again and again until I was exhausted. To be honest, if Grayfia hadn't arrived when she did, I'd have slept the day away."

"His first time?" Venelana asked, blinking. "That is odd."

"I'm not complaining," Rias said. "I hope Lord Ajuka figures this out quickly. I want him as my servant. There's power in him, and I honestly think he could be a useful addition to my peerage on top of the other benefits of keeping him around."

Her mother just chuckled and finished her tea as she fought back a yawn.

"I guess Grayfia's spell is wearing off," Venelana said. "Head to bed, dear. We'll talk later."

"Alright," Rias yawned, feeling the sudden exhaustion hit her hard. "Night, mother."

Female giggling was the first thing Harry registered when he woke up hours later, and he struggled for a minute to remember where he was. Ajuka had run a number of tests on him that he barely understood, most of which involved those silent spells that the devils cast. He had also drawn blood to test it, though Harry had no idea how the curse could be in it since it had always seemed contained in his forehead. He didn't recall leaving the study, which likely meant that he passed out during the test. The female voice mumbled something, and Harry assumed that Rias had come to check on him.

"Rias?" he asked as his eyes slowly opened.

"Not quite," the woman replied, and he jerked backward. All he could make out without his glasses was that the woman had very dark hair.

"There's no need to be scared," the woman laughed. "I would never hurt someone so precious to Rias without permission."

"Mine or hers?" Harry asked.

"Your glasses are on that end table behind your head," the woman said.

He reached around and grabbed them, not taking his eyes off of her, and once he could see clearly, he struggled not to let his jaw drop. The dark-haired woman was beautiful, at least as beautiful as Rias, and had possibly even larger breasts. She was wearing a simple violet sundress that hugged her bountiful chest nicely and complimented her eyes, which were about the same color. She was pale, though she looked like she might be partially mixed-race, with a heart-shaped face and plump lips that were curled in an amused smile as she stared down at him.

"I must say that when I advised Rias to fuck the magician who summoned her, I never imagined that you'd be quite this handsome," Akeno purred, placing a knee on the bed as she leaned towards him. "It almost makes me wish you'd summoned me."

Harry flushed at her forwardness and just gawked, unsure of what to say.

"Ara ara!" Akeno laughed. "You're so easily flustered too. I hope Rias keeps you around. I suspect you're going to be a lot of fun."

"That's enough, Akeno," Rias said as she walked into the room.

"Rias!" Harry exclaimed, surprised by just how pleased he was to see her.

"Harry," she replied, smiling warmly down at him. Turning to the dark-haired woman, she said, "Akeno, this is Harry Potter. Harry, this is Akeno Himejima, my queen."

"Oh," Harry said, realizing that this was the lover Rias had mentioned. The idea of Rias having sex with another woman was hot enough before he knew she looked like this. With all of his willpower, he put that image out of his mind and asked, "so you have one of the evil pieces in you?"

"Deep inside," Akeno sighed, her eyes lidded. When Harry blushed again, she laughed.

"So you were human?" Harry asked once he'd recovered.

"Yup," Akeno replied, though her purple eyes dimmed slightly.

"Akeno is the first member of my peerage," Rias said, stepping forward, "and my best friend, among other things."

The tone of her voice was lower on those last few words, and Harry felt his cock throb almost painfully. Sadly, even more than arousal, he felt an acute need to relieve his bladder, which the erection was not helping with.

"Um, where's the nearest bathroom?" Harry asked.

"Right through that door," Rias said, pointing behind him.

"Excuse me," Harry said, trying to get out of bed and turn around as quickly as he could.