I blinked curiously at my mother's enthusiastic announcement. "Well, I'm certainly intrigued. What exactly did you two do?"
Serafall didn't hesitate, a bright grin lighting up her face as she declared cheerfully, "We took over a Bank!"
In a swift, energetic motion, Serafall suddenly hopped up onto her knees atop the bed, her playful excitement causing the sheets to slip completely away from her gorgeous, nude body. My breath immediately hitched, my eyes drawn helplessly to the large, perfectly rounded breasts now bouncing enticingly from her sudden movement. I couldn't help openly admiring the sight of her flawless, creamy skin, soft curves, and the tantalizing glimpse of her lovely pink folds nestled neatly between her toned thighs.
After a second or two of stunned distraction, her words finally registered fully in my mind. They took over a bank?
"Which bank?" I asked incredulously, although deep inside I already suspected I knew the answer.
Sona cleared her throat softly beside me, her cheeks flushed adorably red as she attempted-rather unsuccessfully-to ignore her sister's blatant nudity. I was too.
"Gringotts," she confirmed calmly, forcing herself to maintain her usual composed expression. "The goblins attacked innocent devils in the Underworld first. Such blatant aggression couldn't go unanswered, Harry. It was decided that we needed to send a clear, decisive message."
I nodded slowly, absorbing the implications of her words. It made perfect sense, actually. "So you took Gringotts away from them," I summarized thoughtfully. "That explains why you were both gone all night."
Sona inclined her head gracefully. "Yes, exactly. It is now officially under our family's control. Specifically, my mother Selene Sitri will personally oversee its management and incorporate it fully as one of her extensive business enterprises."
"Grandmother Selene?" I repeated, surprised but intrigued. A faint smirk crossed my lips. I really should spend more time getting to know that woman. We were family after all.
Serafall grinned widely, clapping her hands together in enthusiastic delight. "It all worked out perfectly, Harry-kun!" she said happily, bouncing again atop the mattress, causing her generous assets to jiggle enticingly once more. "The filthy goblins are finally gone for good! Yay!"
And then, before I could properly prepare myself, Serafall abruptly dropped herself directly into my lap!
I instinctively sucked in a sharp breath, my body stiffening automatically at the dangerously erotic sensation of her soft, warm flesh pressing down suddenly atop me. She had narrowly-oh so narrowly-missed fully impaling herself upon my rigid morning erection, instead landing directly atop it, my thick shaft now pressed firmly against the warm, slick folds of her intimately exposed pussy.
My pulse skyrocketed immediately, my breath catching sharply in my throat. I stared into her eyes, instantly recognizing the mischievous, seductive smirk playing teasingly across her lips. She knew exactly what she'd done, precisely how she was affecting me right now, and she clearly enjoyed every second of it.
"Careful, Harry-kun," Serafall purred playfully, her hips subtly shifting atop me, grinding ever so slightly against my throbbing cock, sending jolts of intense pleasure coursing through my body.
My eyes darted helplessly toward Sona, whose entire face and neck had turned an even brighter shade of scarlet. She was watching us both with wide, embarrassed eyes, yet still didn't quite look away. Sona was clearly torn between awkward embarrassment and undeniable fascination at our blatantly provocative position.
Serafall smirked wickedly down at me, her blue eyes darkening significantly with desire. I could feel the slick heat of her pussy sliding along my throbbing shaft, teasing me mercilessly with slow, deliberate motions. She moved her hips in a sensual rhythm, rocking back and forth, coating my length in her arousal as her soft folds parted against my rigid cock.
The sensation was exquisite torture, drawing a low, strained groan from my throat.
"Mmm, Harry-kun," Serafall purred seductively, biting gently at her plump lower lip. Her voice was husky and dripping with anticipation. "It feels so good having you like this. But we shouldn't leave So-tan out of our fun, right?"
My gaze immediately flicked toward Sona, whose cheeks had flushed crimson at Serafall's provocative words. Her chest rose and fell quickly with nervous excitement, pink nipples visibly hardened, betraying how aroused she was despite her visible embarrassment.
"Come here, So-tan," Serafall commanded softly, crooking one slender finger at her younger sister. Her expression held both playfulness and authority-an irresistible blend I knew well.
Sona hesitated only briefly before sitting up obediently and scooting closer. Serafall reached out confidently, slipping her fingers through Sona's silky black hair, gripping gently yet firmly as she guided her younger sister's face toward her own. My heart raced, watching as Serafall closed the distance between them, pressing her full, luscious lips possessively against Sona's delicate mouth.
I watched, enthralled, as their kiss deepened passionately. Their tongues tangled sensually together, exploring each other's mouths openly and without restraint. Both sisters pressed their naked breasts together, soft flesh molding enticingly against each other, nipples brushing teasingly with every slight movement. The erotic sight heightened my desire to nearly unbearable levels, my cock pulsing painfully with need beneath Serafall's continued rhythmic grinding.
Eventually, Serafall reluctantly broke the wet, sloppy kiss, a thin thread of saliva lingering momentarily between their lips. Both sisters breathed raggedly, their faces flushed deeply, clearly sharing my heated excitement. Serafall gave me an inviting smirk, clearly indicating what she intended next.
Just as Serafall raised herself slightly, positioning her entrance precisely over the thick head of my cock and preparing to take me fully inside her waiting pussy for the first time, the door to my room suddenly burst open violently with a loud, unexpected crash.
All three of us snapped our gazes sharply toward the abrupt intrusion.
Standing breathlessly in the open doorway were Lyra and Lyna, my beautiful twin maids and peerage members. Both looked noticeably disheveled, their normally immaculate maid uniforms slightly rumpled from frantic movement, their eyes wide with startled embarrassment upon realizing exactly what they'd just interrupted.
"Master Harry!" Lyra blurted out immediately, her pale cheeks reddening intensely as her eyes flicked briefly down at the explicit sight before her. Beside her, Lyna blushed equally fiercely, bowing her head hastily in apologetic submission. "Lady Serafall-Lady Sona-please forgive us for the unforgivable intrusion!"
"We deeply apologize!" Lyna echoed hastily, clearly mortified at having caught us in such an intimate moment. "But we have urgent information we must share immediately. It simply cannot wait!"
My heart sank slightly, even as my arousal stubbornly refused to subside. Serafall gave an exaggerated sigh of disappointment, clearly frustrated at the sudden interruption. Slowly and reluctantly, she lifted herself off of me, releasing my cock from her soft hand. The abrupt loss of contact felt painfully frustrating after being so achingly close.
"Alright," Serafall said firmly, sitting back with visible reluctance. "Tell us what's happened."
Lyra nodded quickly, stepping further into the room with urgency etched clearly across her pretty face. "Master Harry, we've just completed thoroughly investigating Hogwarts castle and the Forbidden Forest as you and Dumbledore instructed."
Lyna immediately continued, "Unfortunately, we discovered something deeply troubling within the Forbidden Forest itself. There are clear signs of recent, extremely violent activity-a full centaur village appears to have been brutally attacked and completely wiped out."
"Oh, what a tragedy..." Sona said sarcastically. She did not like Centaurs.
I didn't really either, but I still wanted to know what happened?
"Yes," Lyra confirmed seriously. "The village was utterly devastated-there were no survivors. It seems the attacker was a single stray devil. We both sensed the unmistakable energy traces clearly."
"A stray devil?" Sona asked quietly, her brows furrowing with immediate seriousness. "Do you have any further details regarding its nature or abilities?"
Lyna nodded gravely, visibly troubled by what they'd found. "Yes, Lady Sona. We managed to identify its general form and characteristics by closely analyzing the traces it left behind."
Lyra picked up seamlessly where her sister left off, speaking carefully, "It's some kind of enormous serpent-like creature. Clearly a stray devil-extremely aggressive, dangerous, and powerful. The centaur warriors attempted to defend their village, but they were swiftly overwhelmed and slaughtered without mercy."
Serafall listened closely to the report from Lyra and Lyna, nodding thoughtfully as they finished speaking. Her expression softened slightly as she addressed them. "Thank you for bringing this information to us, girls," she said calmly, even through the lingering haze of lust still clouding her eyes. "Having a stray devil so close to the school certainly isn't ideal, but it's not something urgent enough to demand my immediate attention. I'm confident my darling Harry, or my lovely So-tan-or even Rias-chan-can easily take care of it sometime this week."
Lyra and Lyna exchanged an uncertain glance, still looking somewhat anxious, but they both bowed respectfully at Serafall's dismissal.
"Of course, Lady Leviathan," Lyra said hesitantly, her tone carefully polite yet clearly reluctant. "If that is your wish."
"Yes, Lady Leviathan," Lyna echoed softly.
Serafall turned back to me with a mischievous, excited grin that rapidly reignited the burning hunger within her blue eyes. "Now, I'm honestly getting quite tired of all these interruptions," she declared playfully, shifting once again until she was straddling my lap. Her gorgeous, shapely thighs spread wide, positioning herself directly above my fully rigid cock, her intimate folds hovering mere inches from the aching tip.
I watched Serafall eagerly lower one slender hand between her legs. With two elegant fingers, she slowly and deliberately spread open her delicate pink pussy, already slick and dripping with evidence of her intense arousal. Warm droplets of her essence dripped enticingly down onto the sensitive head of my cock, sending jolts of pure anticipation racing through my entire body.
"I've been waiting for this for far too long, Harry-kun," Serafall purred seductively, biting softly at her plush lower lip. Her heated gaze locked directly with mine, a desperate expression I had rarely seen from my playful and usually carefree mother. Slowly and deliberately, she began lowering herself downward.
But before I could experience the exquisite sensation of finally sliding inside her, both Lyra and Lyna suddenly blurted out again, their voices urgent and insistent.
"Wait, Lady Leviathan! That wasn't all!" Lyra's voice was tense with genuine alarm, her cheeks flushed deeply at once again interrupting such an intimate moment between her master and the Satan Leviathan.
Serafall froze immediately, irritation flickering across her flushed face. She turned her head sharply toward the two maids.
"What is it now?" she asked impatiently, the raw frustration audible in her voice.
Lyna swallowed nervously, clearly regretting their timing but bravely pushing forward anyway. "We... we also found a summoning circle deep within the Forbidden Forest. Specifically, a Leviathan Clan summoning circle."
Serafall's irritated expression vanished instantly, replaced by stark shock and then rapidly transforming into an expression of cold, deadly rage. Her previously relaxed posture went immediately rigid, her fingers trembling slightly where they still rested against her own folds.
"A Leviathan Clan summoning circle?" Serafall hissed quietly, every syllable laced with fury and hatred. "Are you absolutely certain?"
"Yes, Lady Leviathan," Lyra confirmed anxiously, her voice quiet but resolute. "We're nearly certain that Katerea Leviathan herself appeared last night, close to Hogwarts, inside the forest."
"That fucking bitch," Serafall growled darkly under her breath. Her voice had dropped dangerously low, an icy tone I'd rarely heard from her, sending a chill down my spine. "She dares show herself here again, near my family!?"
Beside us, Sona let out a sharp, surprised gasp, clearly understanding the weight of Katerea Leviathan's name. "Katerea Leviathan?" Sona whispered, shock and dread mingling in her voice.
Serafall ignored her sister's soft question, lifting herself swiftly and decisively from my lap. All signs of her earlier lust and playful desire had vanished entirely, replaced instead by a cold, furious determination that radiated powerfully from every inch of her body. She stood up abruptly beside the bed, hands clenched into tight fists at her sides, eyes blazing furiously.
"I'm going to fucking kill her," Serafall stated flatly, her voice utterly devoid of any humor or teasing warmth. She turned to look at Sona and me, her beautiful features twisted slightly in genuine regret and disappointment. "I'm so sorry, my darling Harry, my sweet So-tan. I truly wanted to enjoy this moment with you both, but I cannot delay. I must speak with my Queen Behemoth immediately. This is an emergency."
"Of course, Mother," I replied quickly, sitting upright and regarding her seriously. "Go and do whatever you must."
"Nee-san, be careful," Sona said gently, worry evident in her voice as she watched her elder sister carefully.
Serafall nodded briefly, her gaze softening momentarily as she looked lovingly at the two of us. "Next time we WON'T be interrupted!" With that final declaration, the familiar Sitri teleportation sigil flared briefly to life beneath her feet, glowing brilliantly blue before whisking Serafall instantly from the room.
Silence fell heavily across the room as we stared at the empty spot Serafall had occupied mere seconds earlier. I suddenly became acutely aware of my current state-naked and incredibly aroused-lying awkwardly on the bed beside an equally naked and visibly flustered Sona, while Lyra and Lyna shuffled uncomfortably near the doorway.
The tension was palpable, embarrassment radiating from all sides. Lyra cleared her throat quietly, averting her gaze respectfully toward the floor.
"Master Harry, Lady Sona," she began hesitantly, cheeks still bright red, "please forgive us for interrupting such an important moment. We truly had no choice but to-"
