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Dealing With Devils Chapter 3
🕑 Added 2025-08-28 05:35:45 +0000 UTCSilverware tapped against plates as four people sat around a table, eating a nutritious breakfast.
“Ze eggs are perfect as usual,” Fleur said.
“Thanks, Dear,” Harry said.
Fleur leaned over, pecking his cheek. Her breath smelled of scrambled eggs, coffee, and cum.
Akeno and Rias watched this exchange, both of them wrapped in bathrobes and looking slightly shell-shocked. That made Harry feel like it was the perfect time to get a few questions answered.
“So who put you into an assigned marriage?” he asked.
“Her parents,” Akeno said when Rias didn’t answer.
The redhead didn’t complain about her servant answering this time. They already handled the important part. It was only about Harry’s curiosity now.
“Who was the guy?” Harry asked.
“Riser Phenex,” Rias said. “He’s another high class Devil with his own peerage. But he used all his Evil Pieces to turn beautiful girls into his own harem. Now he wants me as his slave, so that he can have my peerage as well.”
Harry scratched his temple. He respected the fact that Rias seemed more concerned for her servants than she was about being potentially turned into a slave herself, but there was a whole lot in there that he didn’t understand.
“Peerages?” Harry asked.
“Eet is ze devils’ solution to ze problem my ancestors answered with wizards,” Fleur said. “Veela ‘ave managed to raise our birthrates by breeding with human men over a very long time. Zhis would not work for devils who take pride in ze purity of their ‘eritage. So zhey turn others into devils instead.”
Harry frowned. “They make people into devils? Against their will?”
“Of course not,” Akeno said. However, Rias spoke over her friend.
“Some devils do use their evil pieces that way,” Rias said. “I won’t deny that. But House Gremory has always stood against those practices. By fostering my peerage like a family, I can never lose to someone who uses theirs as mere tools.”
“I’m her Queen,” Akeno said. “The first member of her peerage.”
The two girls shared a smile. It was easy to see the bond that they shared… and not just from the way the two of them never batted an eye at teaming up on Harry the night before.
“When you say Queen, is it like chess?” Harry asked.
Rias smiled and summoned an array of chess pieces in the palm of her hand. Harry counted eight pawns, a rook, a knight, and a bishop.
“The devil who created the system loves chess,” Rias said. “He used it as his inspiration. A devil like me becomes the King and finds fifteen servants. They become vassals of my family. If a Reincarnated Devil grows powerful enough to become a High Class Devil—that’s the classification that I am—then they can form a peerage of their own.”
“And this is a deal that people actually take?” Harry asked.
“Of course. There are lots of reasons that it can be a good deal,” Rias said. “Sometimes talented people have nowhere else to go.” Harry noticed that Akeno flinched. “Talented humans sometimes live a full life and reincarnate on their death bed. My dad found some of his best servants that way. Evil Pieces can even be used on other pureblood devils. That’s unusual, though. Usually it’s humans or other creatures who want immunity to aging and the opportunity to dramatically grow their power.”
“Power and eternal youth are overrated,” Harry said with a level of certainty that left Rias slightly befuddled.
Rias chose to ignore his strange comment. “There is another reason it can make sense to join a peerage,” she said. “Protection. If someone outside of the underworld earns the ire of a powerful devil family, joining another family is the easiest way to avoid annihilation.”
Harry noticed that she was wringing her hands. Things clicked into place. “Ah, I get it. You're advising me to join your peerage.”
“I’m thankful for what you did,” Rias said. “Super thankful. And not just because it felt—” She stopped and blushed. “The thing is… Riser and I are both members of the 72 Pillars, the oldest pureblood devil families, and because fertility rates are so bad the pillars are dying out. There are lots of devils out there who were desperate for us to marry each other. I know that I’m the one who chose this plan, and they’d know too, but they wouldn’t care. They’ll want a scapegoat. You could be killed if I don’t protect you.”
Harry sipped his tea. “That would have been nice to know the night before.”
Rias flinched. “I was selfish. I’m sorry—”
“Not that I would have done anything differently,” Harry said. “I’ve never let what other people think stop me from pounding a beautiful woman.”
“I promise, this is a good offer for you,” Rias said. “I have a Bishop piece left. They’re perfect for spellcasters. The kind of boost a human magician would get out of it is beyond belief. If you accept this piece and train hard, you could have enough power to throw an entire castle.”
Harry started laughing.
“It’s true!” Rias said. “I know it sounds fantastical, but I swear I’m not exaggerating.”
“I believe you, I believe you,” Harry said, getting his laughter under control.
“Rias is taking a risk here too,” Akeno said. “A devil’s peerage is the same as their prestige. She only has so many pieces and there’s not going back if you use one. The chance to join the Gremory family is not an opportunity that comes easily.”
She sounded proud as someone who had already taken her chance. Harry turned to Fleur.
“What do you think dear?” Harry asked. “You’re the one who orchestrated all of this.”
“As a devil or a human, I will love you until ze end of time,” Fleur declared. “Zhere are many powerful devils in ze underworld. Zhey can do things zat wizards and magicians could only dream about.”
She lifted her perfect eyebrows while speaking, silently sending a message to Harry, who immediately understood.
He had transcended the wizards around him. Ever since the Hallows became his he reached a level that other wizards couldn’t hope to reach. He’d used that to do lots of good… but it was a lonely life standing at the top. He couldn’t understand why Voldemort wanted such a thing.
By becoming a devil, it was possible for Harry to stimulate his life. He didn’t want to rule people who could never hope to go against him. Over time, even with Fleur to help keep him straight, he was worried that sort of power would go to his head. Perhaps it would be better to join a larger world, now that he knew it was out there.
“A Bishop, you said?” Harry asked.
Rias beamed. She picked the Bishop out of her palm and held it out to Harry. He took it from her and looked at it.
“Am I supposed to eat it?” Harry asked.
Rias giggled. “Place it on your chest.”
Harry did as he was told. The Evil Piece disappeared, sinking into his body. He felt a very odd sensation. It was like something cold got lodged in his heart and was freezing his whole body. It ended as soon as it started. Harry didn’t feel any different once the process stopped… although he could sense a vague connection with the redheaded girl sitting in front of him.
Rias could feel it too. Her warm smile turned into a devious smirk more befitting of a devil.
“The process is done,” Rias said. “Come here, Harry, and pay respect to your new master.”
She pushed her chair back and uncrossed her legs. Her bathrobe loosened, bringing out her pussy. She spread her thighs and invited Harry closer.
She was smirking as if this was a prank but Harry couldn’t see how. All he could see was an invitation.
One that he wasn’t going to turn down, of course.
Harry left his chair and crawled over to Rias’ crotch. He put his hands on the insides of her voluminous thighs and put his lips to her mound. After licking it and easing apart the lips, he took one of his hands and shoved his fingers into her.
“Fffffuuuck!” Rias rasped. Her voice became husky. “Exactly like that, Harry. Keep going.”
“Please, Rias,” Harry said. “Give me peace to focus on my work.”
Her mouth shut with a loud CLACK! She literally slammed her mouth shut and stopped speaking the moment that she heard his command. Akeno gave her a funny look. Rias’s Queen seemed to understand what “prank” Rias was playing but she couldn’t understand her master’s current actions.
“Legs farther apart, Rias dear,” Harry said.
She spread her thighs as much as her hip abductors could stretch. Her back arched against the chair she was sitting in. Fleur smirked and watched excitedly while her husband turned Rias into a quivering mess.
Harry’s fingers jiggled inside of Rias’s womanhood. She got wetter at a rapid rate while his fingers slogged through her ridged insides. Harry flexed his tongue and reached it deep into Rias. You could tell that she was feeling good from her reactions but she refused to make any noises. Only the tiniest hisses ever escaped her mouth. As Rias’ body tensed she accidentally leaned her chair back, lifting the front two legs and balancing her weight precariously.
Harry looked into her eyes while he worked on her. He pressed his index finger deep into her until he found her g spot. His tongue focused on her clit. The bundle of nerves was moved up, right, down, left, and pressed down in a random pattern until Rias spewed her nectar all over Harry’s mouth.
Instead of stopping, Harry redoubled his efforts and pushed Rias toward a breaking point. Akeno’s brow furrowed.
“Rias?” Akeno said. “Why are you trying so hard to do what he says? Do you feel bad about getting him involved with Riser?”
Rias tried to silently answer with her eyes. She still wouldn’t speak ever since Harry told her to be quiet and let him work.
“Oh, I get it,” Akeno said. “All this time you’ve secretly been like me. Wow, I never knew that you had it in you Rias. To think you’ve always been a closet masochist. Do you like it, feeling Harry pump his fingers into you? Do you wish it was his whole fist?”
Rias writhed her hips. Harry’s fingers started to slip, so he said: “Hold still.”
Rias promptly did so to the utmost of her ability.
“The master is secretly the slave in the bedroom. Is that the storyline you’re going for?” Akeno giggled. “I admit… I see the potential.”
Fleur touched Akeno’s hand. “You ‘ave a very bright mind about zhese things for one who is so young.”
“Why… thank you…” Akeno said breathily.
She scooted her chair closer to Fleur while they both watched Rias get her crotch devoured. Harry’s fingers were so loud in Rias’ drenched insides that it sounded like he was mixing batter. You could hear every noise in perfect clarity since Rias was working so hard to keep her voice silent.
While he did his dirty work, Harry’s mind was considering the feeling that he sensed between himself and Rias. From Akeno’s comments and Rias’s actions he was starting to believe that there was supposed to be an oath of servitude of sorts involved in the evil pieces reminiscent of (but not nearly to the same extent as) the relationship between a house elf and their owner.
Rias wanted to use that newly formed connection to bring him over and make him do this work. Not a punishment, given how her appearance and general sexiness, but certainly a more demeaning position for Harry compared to the ways he dominated her the night before.
The situation had immediately flipped on Rias though. For one thing she should have known better than to underestimate Harry’s fingers and tongue. But the biggest contributor to Rias’s plans going awry was Harry didn’t feel any magical compulsion to do his bidding.
Rias squirted a second time, even harder than the first, but still didn’t make any noise. That was all the confirmation Harry needed. Somehow, the relationship between the two of them had FLIPPED. Only he and Rias realized right now that by taking him into her peerage, Harry had somehow become the dominant one. He turned into her master.
He could tell just from his magical senses that he was more powerful than the young female devil. Was that alone enough to make this happen?
Such thoughts could wait for when he wasn’t lapping up the sweet nectar of Rias’s pussy.
Harry started to spell out shapes with her clit. He pushed it around in specific patterns: squares, triangles, diamonds, and stars. Rias couldn’t handle it. She started thrashing as she was unable to keep her body still. Her leaned back chair began rocking. Harry’s tongue finished with a flourish and Rias finished straight on his face. This time she was unable to keep her voice down.
“AhhhhHHHnnnn!” Rias moaned.
Her chair toppled back, her legs sticking up in the air as she lay on her back in a daze. Akeno laughed loudly and Fleur offered a small smile. Harry smiled at them and stood up. He wiped his face of discharge with the back of his hand and noticed how hungrily he was being eyed by his wife and Rias’ Queen.
“Out of curiosity, what happens if a devil uses an Evil Piece on someone who’s stronger than them?” Harry asked.
He directed the question at Akeno because Rias was in no condition to answer.
“It wouldn’t work,” Akeno said. “Unless a Mutation Piece was used. In which case, the devil just gets lucky with a strong servant.”
“Interesting,” Harry said. “It doesn’t invert the chain of command?”
“Of course not,” Akeno laughed. “That could never happen. It would be a total scandal if a reincarnated devil was able to control a pureblooded devil. The 72 Pillars would probably boycott the Evil Pieces system entirely.”
“Interesting,” Harry said.
He didn’t take the conversation any further because he suddenly sensed something. Intruders on the front lawn. His wards went crazy and attempted to expel them but the newcomers hadn’t apparated. It was a completely different kind of magic that teleported them there.
Devil magic.
Akeno sensed them too, as did Rias who managed to lurch to her feet. Her legs weren’t really under her command at the moment. They shook underneath her weight… but she still managed to run to the window. The other three followed her.
On the front lawn was a blond playboy and… a maid?
The woman was as beautiful as Rias but her expression was as cold as ice, and she was dressed like the stereotypical french maid. Seeing her outfit reminded Harry of his and Fleur’s honeymoon.
Damn, now that he thought about it they really needed to cosplay again. Soon.
This didn’t seem like the right time to bring it up. Rias and Akeno looked worried.
“It’s Grayfia,” Rias said. “My brother’s queen. And next to her—”
“RIAS GREMORY!” yelled the blond playboy. “COME AND GREET YOUR HUSBAND!”
“Riser Phenex,” Rias said distastefully. “My one and only—soon to be ex—fiance.”
Grayfia turned her eyes to the window that they were looking out of. She narrowed her eyes and ice appeared across the pain of glass. The window shattered. Even though it was still summer, the air that seeped in felt as cold as the arctic circle.
“Come down here Rias,” Grayfia said. “We have matters to sort out.”
They did indeed have matters to sort out, Harry thought. That had been a perfectly good window, and he was not about to let its loss go unavenged.
Comments
yan boul
I feel that Harry will put Grayfia back on the right path; she often takes on her fresh air; she forgets that she is always at the service of the gremory family of which Rias is the heiress, her brother can not take part in it because of her position but she, she takes it too rightly for a maid
