Eternal Paradise – The Crimson-Shadow Palace, a floating citadel forged from the fused thrones of Gremory and Discordia, suspended in a nebula of glowing milk and lightning.
For one thousand years of paradise time (a single perfect day to the rest of infinity), the entire omniverse had been commanded to celebrate.
No other consort was to be touched by Jax.
No other duty called him.
This millennium belonged exclusively to two queens:
Rias Gremory Kurogane – Crimson-Haired Eternal Ruin Empress
Olga Discordia Kurogane – Shadow-Elf Broodmother Supreme
The palace interior shifted endlessly: one moment the dark-elf throne room under a blood moon, the next the Occult Research Club couch enlarged to continent size, then a fusion of both – obsidian and crimson marble, shadows dancing with devil flames.
Jax sat at the center on a throne built from their merged crowns, naked, coat open, three hundred and eighty inches of Sovereign Rod fully erect and glowing, veins pulsing with the combined crimson-shadow runes of his two most prideful queens.
Rias and Olga knelt before him, belly to belly, both swollen beyond previous limits from the non-stop breeding of the past thousand paradise-years.
Rias's belly: a perfect crimson sphere the size of a large moon, skin translucent with devil flames, twenty thousand heirs kicking in perfect demonic formations.
Olga's belly: matching size, amethyst skin glowing with black-shadow storms, twenty thousand dark-elf heirs forming living crown patterns inside.
Their bellies pressed together, runes linking in a living circuit that fed Eros directly back to Jax's cock.
Milk leaked from both in synchronized rivers – crimson from Rias, shadow-black from Olga – merging into a purple-gold stream that pooled around the throne and birthed tiny hybrid heirs mid-air.
The entire paradise watched on infinite holo-screens, but silently, reverently.
This was sacred.
Jax's voice was low, intimate, meant only for his two queens.
"My crimson ruin.
My shadow pride.
For a thousand years you've shared me with infinity.
Now infinity shares me with you."
He placed one hand on each belly.
The circuit completed.
Lightning and shadow exploded upward in a perfect helix.
Rias and Olga moaned as one, eyes rolling in synchronized bliss.
The honeymoon resumed.
Phase One – The First Fusion
Jax lifted them both (impossible weight made nothing by love) and positioned them facing each other, legs intertwined, pussies aligned above his cock.
He thrust upward.
Three hundred and eighty inches alternated between them in perfect rhythm – one stroke into Rias, one into Olga, over and over.
Their bellies pressed tighter with every thrust, merging runes, merging kicks, merging moans.
By the thousandth alternating thrust, their wombs had linked through his cock – seed pumped into one flowed directly into the other.
Crimson and shadow heirs began swapping chambers mid-fuck.
Hybrid litters formed in real time.
Phase Two – The Millennium Orgy
For five hundred paradise-years (half the honeymoon), they never separated.
Positions shifted endlessly:
- Rias riding while Olga licked from below.
- Olga in doggy while Rias scissored against her belly.
- Both in full nelson, bellies hanging, Jax alternating from behind.
- Suspended mid-air by devil wings and shadow tentacles, spinning slowly as he fucked them in tandem.
Every orgasm birthed new heirs directly into the palace nebula.
Milk rivers became oceans.
The palace grew with every birth.
By year 500, their merged bellies were the size of solar systems, sloshing, glowing, kicking in perfect crimson-shadow harmony.
Phase Three – The Final Merge
At the exact millennium mark, Jax pulled them both down one last time.
He entered Rias fully.
Then, through her, pushed into Olga's linked womb.
One single thrust that penetrated both queens at once.
Their screams merged into one perfect note that birthed a new constellation.
He came.
The final climax lasted fifty thousand words.
Rope after rope after rope.
Their merged bellies swelled to encompass the entire palace.
Forty thousand new hybrid heirs – perfect crimson-shadow devils with elf ears and devil wings – born instantly, floating up to form a living crown around the throne.
Rias and Olga collapsed against each other, kissing through tears of absolute completion.
Rias's voice, soft:
"I waited lifetimes for you…
And you gave me eternity with him…
Thank you, sister."
Olga, tears black crystal:
"And you gave me pride again…
Through his seed…
Through our children…
Forever."
Jax held them both, cock still inside the merged warmth, hands cradling the impossible belly that now contained an entire new species.
He kissed them each in turn.
"My ruin.
My pride.
You are my eternity."
The paradise erupted in cheers that lasted another thousand years.
A gentle message appeared across every soul:
[Millennium Honeymoon Complete]
[Crimson-Shadow Hybrid Species Born: 40,000]
[New Era: The Age of Perfect Unions Begins]
The three slept entwined for the first time in a thousand years.
When they woke, the honeymoon was over.
But the love was only beginning.