After they settled down in the living room, Sirzechs naturally became the center of attention.
Annalise made herself at home on his lap, her back pressed firmly against his chest. His one hand, as was his habit, rested on her breast, his fingers caressing the soft mound until her nipples hardened and twitched beneath the fabric of her dress.
His other hand claimed a spot on her thigh, and with her short skirt offering little resistance, he began to lightly rub her inner thigh, the slow, deliberate circles making her squirm against him.
He then began explaining the new situation that had arisen with Ajuka's introduction of the Evil Pieces system, detailing its intricate mechanics and far-reaching consequences for the Great Houses.
As he spoke, his hand on his sister's inner thigh slid beneath the hem of her skirt. His fingers found the damp fabric of her panties and began to rub her pussy in slow, deliberate circles, the cloth already soaked with her flowing love juices.
"And that's the primary concern," Sirzechs concluded, his voice steady even as his fingers continued their maddeningly light work between his sister's legs.
"The system could destabilize the balance of power if not managed carefully."
Throughout the entire discussion, he had kept up the gentle, teasing patting and rubbing of her pussy through her panties.
The relentless stimulation left her a sweating, flushed mess, her body trembling on his lap. As the talk drew to a close, Zeoticus stretched and yawned.
"Well, this is all fascinating, but I have some... personal matters to attend to," he said with a lecherous grin, before sauntering out of the room, likely in search of his harem.
The moment their father was gone, Sirzechs's actions became more deliberate. He gave her nipple a sharp pinch through her dress, making her gasp.
Then, his other hand hooked the top of her lace panties and pulled upwards. The thin fabric slid deep into the crack of her ass, pressing against her leaking pussy and rubbing the sensitive inner folds with every slight movement.
"Ah... Onii-chan!" she whimpered, her body arching as the pressure sent her over the edge. She shuddered violently, a silent cry on her lips as she came on his lap, her head falling limply onto his shoulder.
As she floated down from her pleasure-filled haze, she found her mouth being stuffed with two fingers.
They were glistening with her own love juices. She moaned as the fingers explored her tongue, and she instinctively began to suck them clean, tasting her own arousal.
Once she had licked every drop of her fluid from his skin, he pulled his fingers free and yanked her face forward for a deep, possessive tongue kiss.
He explored her mouth thoroughly before pulling back, a mere inch from her lips. "Delicious," he breathed, his voice a low rumble.
A deep crimson blush spread across her entire face. She turned her head, only to meet the knowing, teasing gazes of Grayfia, Alexia, and Venelana.
The Show infront of her Family was so overwhelming that she shot up from his lap as if she'd been burned and fled the room, running as if her life depended on it.
The sound of her frantic retreat was followed by a wave of chuckles and laughter from the women left behind.
After that, the family's time in the estate dissolved into a playful, leisurely afternoon. They drifted through the gardens, their laughter echoing as they enjoyed each other's company in the warm sun. Eventually, their wanderings led them to the grand dining hall for lunch.
Annalise was already there, picking at her food. She was still radiating embarrassment, pointedly avoiding everyone's eyes and keeping her head bowed.
Seeing her daughter's plight, Venelana glided over with a graceful smile. She leaned down, cupped Annalise's chin, and lifted her face for a deep, lingering kiss on the lips, holding her gaze the entire time.
"There, there, my love," Venelana murmured softly as she pulled away.
Before Annalise could even process her mother's actions, Grayfia was next. She offered a gentle, reassuring kiss on the cheek. "Don't be so shy, Annalise. It's a family trait to be passionate."
Then came Alexia, who leaned in conspiratorially. "Don't worry, Auntie," she whispered with a mischievous grin, "I get it. Daddy's just too irresistible, isn't he?"
The succession of kisses and teasing comments sent a fresh wave of shame through Annalise. She glared at each of them in turn, which only succeeded in making them laugh again.
Humiliated, her cheeks puffed out in an adorable pout. With a huff, she pushed her chair back and marched directly back to her brother's side, tugging on his sleeve.
"Onii-chan," she whined, her voice dripping with petulance, "they're all being mean to me. Spoil me."
Sirzechs chuckled, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her onto his lap. "Now, now," he said, his voice a low, comforting rumble as he nuzzled her neck. "Is my baby sister feeling neglected?"
As they settled in for lunch, a meal inspired by the finest human world delicacies. The long mahogany table was laden with platters of pan-seared scallops resting on a bed of cauliflower purée, their edges perfectly caramelized.
A centerpiece of slow-roasted prime rib, glistening with a herb-crusted au jus, was surrounded by bowls of creamy truffle mashed potatoes and vibrant, flash-fried asparagus spears.
For dessert, delicate towers of crème brûlée awaited, their sugar tops caramelized to a perfect, glassy crack, revealing the rich, vanilla bean custard beneath.
The aroma of roasted meats, savory herbs, and sweet caramel filled the hall, a comforting and decadent scent that was a welcome change from the usual Underworld fare.
Throughout the meal, Annalise remained perched on Sirzechs's lap, her pout slowly melting away as he fed her small bites, his fingers lingering on her lips.
The teasing glances from the other women had softened into warm, knowing smiles. The shared intimacy of the meal, a blend of delicious food and unspoken affection, wrapped around them like a warm blanket, cementing the unique, tangled bond that defined their family.
After that, Venelana excused herself, her expression already shifting back into the calmness of a Devil noble with responsibilities piling up.
Though before she left she didn't forget to give one last Lingering Kiss to Sirzechs.
There were reports to review, factions to manage, and the endless administrative burdens that came with ruling power. With a Gentle nod and a final glance at Sirzechs, she departed the living room, her footsteps fading into the halls of the estate.
Grayfia soon followed, adjusting her gloves as she turned toward Alexia.
"Come," she said calmly. "Your control Training drills are scheduled. We'll focus on output compression today."
Alexia straightened instantly, her earlier playfulness replaced with Focused look. Annalise hesitated for a moment, then glanced toward Sirzechs. At his subtle nod, she quickly moved to join them, clearly not wanting to be left behind.
Before they left, all three paused. Grayfia leaned in first, placing a brief, affectionate kiss on Sirzechs's cheek and a Peck on his lips.
Alexia followed with a quick hug and a Passionate kiss with him, her confidence shining through her grin. Annalise lingered the longest, giving him a softer look before leaning in as well, clearly reassured before turning and hurrying after the others.
Soon, the Dining room fell quiet.
Sirzechs exhaled slowly and leaned back into his seat. For the first time in hours, he allowed his thoughts to settle.
He closed his eyes.
Then, calmly, he opened them again.
'Status', he called inwardly.
A familiar translucent screen unfolded before his vision.
[Status Window]
Name: Sirzechs Lucifer
Title(s): Mama's Boy, Crimson Satan, Devil King, Lucifer, Primordial of Destruction
Race: Primordial Demon / Devil
Age: 300+
Health: ∞
(Immortal unless the soul itself is destroyed)
Demonic Power: ∞
(Regeneration exceeds expenditure)
Physique: EX++
Mind: EX++
Inherent Abilities:
• Ultra-Speed Regeneration
• Material Immortality
• Cosmic Physique
• Universal Senses
• Flight
• All Tongue
• Sixth Sense
• Demonic Magic
• Perception Manipulation
Skills :
• Observe (Max Level) — Complete comprehension of any observable natural phenomenon.
• Power of Destruction (Max Level) — Absolute annihilation; destruction of matter, energy, and even space itself.
• Aether Production (Max Level) — A Higher Form of energy that is Produced innately from Primordial Devils, Good for improving energy quality and quantity as well as more efficient for spell usage.
• Combat Mastery (Max Level) — Perfect mastery over all known forms of physical combat.
• Energy Domination (Max Level) — Absolute control over all internal energy types through practice and intent alone.
• Rune Master (Max Level) — Supreme authority over runecraft and runic integration in combat and spellwork.
• Grand Magus (Max Level) — Spell creation on the level of instinct; magic shaped as easily as language.
Peerage : Grayfia Lucifuge (Queen)
Sirzechs studied the screen in silence before dismissing it.
"So much power," he murmured softly, eyes narrowing with resolve. "And still… so much to protect."