Story: DxD Loot Crate

One thing that Issei had learned so far is that Devils, such as himself, had abnormal stamina. As in, literally superhuman. A newly born Devil can easily exert themselves for twice as long as a regular human doing the same activity. Trivially. It made him wonder what the stronger Devils were capable of.

Nonetheless, this newly born Devil was trudging his way home with a bleary smile on his exhausted face. Don't misunderstand though, while it was true that he was tired it was a happy tired. The kind of happy tiredness that came from Koneko and all the girls in her class sharing a shower with him and doing their level best to rub their bodies up against his. Apparently that kind of lewd contact felt fucking amazing for them. It didn't exactly feel bad for him either!

"Hehehe, Master! You had such a good evening!" his new personal pet tittered away. Fallen Angel Raynare, taking the guise of a girl named Yuuma Amano. A pretty, cute and innocent thing, with raven hair that went down to her hips. She was adorned in the school uniform of Kuoh Academy, and... well... "Yuuma can't wait to meet your parents and then -" she held his hand and shuddered from the contact. "Oooh, what comes ne~ext? Perhaps another shower?"

"Ah, no, not quite yet!" Issei said, quite a bit nervously. You might be thinking, really? He doesn't want an entire class of girls to spontaneously swarm him? Then let me ask you this. When you're full to bursting, do you really want that delicious rich chocolate cake all to yourself? Or that big juicy steak prepared just the way you like it? The answer is, of course not. Hell, he'd need another hour before fooling around with Raynare again, which was an idea his conscience had only just gotten used to after he'd apparently boob massed her stupid. Which reminded him. "Are you sure you're okay pretending to be my girlfriend?"

"Oh, Master. I have no such pretense that I am fit to be your girlfriend," 'Yuuma' said, clenching her thighs as they walked. She moulded her body to his side letting her cheek fall upon his shoulder, and made a cute little noise that was probably caused by an orgasm. "Just remember the deal. A breast massage once a week for me and my friends, and we will gladly do anything. You. Want. This is a rational decision being made by a woman who would have gladly killed you yesterday. So don't worry about any weird ideas of breaking my brain. Got it. Master?"

That sounded almost threatening. Her two friends were apparently in the care of Rias and Sona, as having them all together could be problematic. Well, in any case, Raynare's duty was an important one. If a casual touch by him left a woman a whimpering climaxing wreck then someone needed to make sure that he didn't accidentally walk through a crowd and draw all sorts of undue attention onto himself. That was her task. Crowd clearance. Helping him avoid messy circumstances out in public.

In private, well that was a whole other issue entirely. Based on how things were going it seemed like he'd be having a lot more lewd happy fun time with his new friends in the ORC, and probably the student council as well. Heck, Rias and Sona had deliberately asked him to go home so they could actually get on with doing important stuff without perverted wacky hijinks being set off. Though Rias did promise to swing by later on. Akeno as well. And Koneko - well, she didn't promise anything, but she'd definitely be there the next time he had a shower.

They arrived at his home, and Issei let out a heavy, weary sigh. This door was, in its own way, a challenge unto itself. The plan was simple. They head inside. Raynare hits his parents with some kind of hypnosis so they don't notice anything weird about him having a girl/girls in his room. Then he heads upstairs, lies in bed. Raynare joins him. They wait for the others to come along, and by then he should be recovered enough for another orgy.

Another. Oh, what a beautiful word that was in this context. In other contexts, like 'another papercut' it was an ugly word. But here, 'another orgy' was a gorgeous combination of words, a knockout blow to his sense of reality. Hah! The fact that he was at the point where he could politely say 'no thank you, I've had enough for an evening' was an indication this was probably heave-

"Gurk!" Issei grunted as pain hit him from nowhere for some reason. Weird. "Come on, let's get this over with."

"Master, I know you don't like that we have to do this, but it is necessary," Raynare said. "Can you imagine how they would react if we did not?"

Yeah, actually he could. His father would be cheering him on and offering advice through the door. Or worse yet... His mother would be adding her own contributions. Oh, how dreadful that was, please mind control them into ignoring this, he could do that without a trace of guilt in his apparently damned soul!

The door swung open, and he walked inside, ready to deal with this mess quickly and - And he found his parents dancing around the room. Not, like, ballroom dancing. Not a waltz or a tango or anything like that. Think more... dirty dancing. An intense grinding samba while the two of them maintained a steady eye contact, the two of them moving in a way that he'd never seen either of them manage before.

"Uh?" he grunted, unable to look away and yet unwilling to continue to stare.

"Oh, hello son! Don't mind us, we just feel fantastic," his father said.

"Mmm, yes, that treatment was exactly what the doctor ordered," his mother said. "By the way, that's a very cute girlfriend you have there. Make sure you don't focus your attention only on her rather impressive breasts, okay?"

Ah, and there went his sexual appetite for probably another hour or so, just as he'd feared. Gross. Thoroughly, actually gross. He knew intellectually that his parents must have had an active sex life, but it's quite another thing seeing them all over each other like this! Maybe after Raynare had finished with them, he might let her erase memories of this?

"Mister and Missus Hyoudou, could you please look at me for a second?" Raynare said, then held up an upturned palm, revealing a weird flashy light. Right, whatever. Either way, he was heading upstairs to rest while Raynare did her thing. A nice lie down in bed was exactly what he needed right now. Maybe a bath later on. Not a shower. A bath. A classic Japanese style bath would really hit the spot right around now. He went up to his room, stumbled his way over to the bed and just about collapsed right onto it when -

Girl.

There was a girl in his bed.

A cute girl. Blonde, probably European, cute as a button, eyes lightly shut, both hands underneath her cheek, cute pristine smile upon her pretty face.

Whoever she was, she'd just laid down on the bed as if she'd belonged there. She was obviusly quite a bit more tired than he was. Looking around the room, he saw what looked like... a nun's frock? What? Why was there a nun sleeping in his bed? On the day he'd become a devil no less!

"Ah?" Raynare gasped, standing in the doorway. "I see, that must be Asia Argento."

"You know her?" Issei whispered. Trying not to wake her up, because that really would set his conscience off.

"Yes, I know her," Raynare whispered back. "She has a Sacred Gear called Twilight Healing. She'd been excommunicated from the Church for using it to heal a Devil."

That seemed a bit unfair to Issei, wasn't the church meant to be about spreading peace and tolerance? Surely healing someone who was in desperate need couldn't be a bad thing! Looking down at this girl, he felt a twinge of pity for her. That was an unfair, unreasonable fate. She really was cute like that.

"Hrm, you know, she might not react too well to our situation," Raynare said. "She might misunderstand, and come to the impression that you brainwashed me somehow, when the truth is... you overwhelmed me with such pleasure that I simply cannot say no to you anymore." Put like that he didn't see what the difference was but okay. "So... Why don't you give her a massage right now? Let her understand, and that would ensure you have another powerful ally?"

"You mean, make her my willing sex pet?" Issei asked, a little louder than he intended. The girl in the bed roused a little, then rolled over onto her other side and went back to sleep, peaceful like an angel...  That felt like a dangerous metaphor for him to use right now, so he dragged Raynare out of the room, trying to ignore the fact that grabbing her wrist was, apparently, enough to cause her eyes roll up and for her to have a creepy smile on her face. "Anyway, why is she here if she was meeting up with you?"

"I don't know, Master!" Raynare huffed. "It doesn't make any sense that she'd come here, this is not where we were going to meet her. That's why I think you should... show her the benefits to doing anything you command, let her understand that what you offer is truly decadent and beyond reproach..."

"Aha, no thanks, it's kinda creepy enough with just you Fallen Angels behaving like this," Issei said. Thank goodness he hadn't done this to the rest of the peerage! He'd have to be very careful the next time he met Rias. Or Akeno. Or Koneko. Or Sona or her peerage. One wrong move and he'd be swamped with this kind of creepy lewd behaviour! "It is kind of suspicious that she's here though... Sleeping in my bed all cute and innocent like that."

"Very well Master," Raynare bowed deeply. "If you do not wish to give her a massage, I believe it is the wrong move but will press it no further. Instead, may I suggest we check her belongings? They may provide us with a clue - at the very least we should ensure that she is not dangerous to us in some way."

That seemed like a more reasonable idea. Although... "Couldn't we just ask my parents?"

"You saw how they were behaving," Raynare said. "Master, there's a high chance I was not the first one to hypnotise them tonight."

There was a noise that sounded like an elephant had crashed through a wall and then kicked a nearby steamroller. "What, uh, did you get them to do exactly?"

"Have extremely rigorous sex," Raynare said, matter of fact, as you like. "It seemed like an excellent distraction. Especially since they seemed to be going in that direction any-"

"Ohhhhh Gorou, you haven't done that since our honeymoon!"

That was fine. Because that wasn't happening. Yep. Hahaha! Issei went back into his room, walking like a robot, because... because he was trying to keep Asia from waking up! That's the ticket! Of course, there were no other noises going on around here that might cause her to wake up, don't be ridiculous!

Anyway! They found her habit folded over and hanging from a coat hanger on the back of the door. On the side of his bed was her luggage. Not much to her name from the looks of it. Makes sense. Raynare checked it for him, which was fine, she'd probably have a better idea of what to look for than he ever could. And she found...

"Huh? What's this?"

Two rather odd items. A Doctor's Certificate of some sort, and... a strange looking gadget unlike anything Issei had ever seen before. While Issei hadn't been in the supernatural world for long, that didn't matter. Raynare was giving him a solemn look right now, which told the whole story.

Asia had received a mysterious gift composed of two strange magical items. The meaning behind this was quite clear. Whoever had sent those strange troublemaking things along had also sent them to Asia!

"Someone associated with us has received these," Raynare said, holding them at arm's length, one in each hand. "That means there are probably others as well. Whoever is doing this hasn't finished playing around. Master, I must insist. To keep Asia from causing trouble, you must use your magic touch to reduce her ability to say no to us."

"Ehh? Is someone there?" a tiny voice asked from the bed. Both of them turned around, stock still. Asia was sitting up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Oh. Hello. I'm Asia. It's nice to meet you, you must be Issei. Your parents told me a lot about you."

"... And you still decided to sleep in my bed?" Issei asked. "No, never mind that! We need to bring you to Rias right away!"

Right away, before things got chaotic yet again. Although... He didn't realise yet that it was far too late for that sort of plan.