28 Shame and 6 Month Time Frame.

(Turns out Satan Class is still the best rank I can think of. I am not happy with any other so it's coming back.)

Romonus and Venelana could barely keep their hands off each other for over an hour. She wanted more as she had been left wanting by her soon-to-be ex-husband that she had to rely on her son. Saying it like that did make her feel a little ashamed, but not enough to stop. 

And while she had more needs to be met she understood Romonus' position. He still loved his Father and what he was doing with her felt wrong. Still, since she made it clear she was not planning on staying married he seemed to respect that more. 

However, when they finally stopped messing around with each other Venelana cuddled up with him fully naked. She wrapped her arm around his chest as she could not stop smiling. 

"You certainly are dominating, these muscles are cut like stone." 

She looked up at his face and did not see him with a smile or content. She saw he was frowning and looked conflicted. She sighed as she sat up and pressed her breasts against his chest to look him in the eye. 

"What's wrong? You don't look happy?" 

He brought a hand up and rubbed his forehead. 

"I don't like having effectively cucked my Father? I feel like an asshole more than you realize." 

Venelana sighed as she wrapped her arms around him and gently kissed him.

"How do you think I felt? While a harem is not getting cucked, I had to go to bed knowing he was getting down with 10s of women without me. I tried to join a few times, but I was always unwanted in those times. 

I couldn't do it and the intercourse I had with your father to give birth to you and Rias was pure luck. After that, he once again started to ignore me. Would you rather me get with one of the butlers or servants?" 

He wrapped his arms around her and shook his head. 

"No, I guess keeping it in the family was for the best." 

She smiled as she rubbed her large breasts against his chest. 

"Oh it sure was. 4 years will be like such a long time, but I won't be married to your Father for that time. Tomorrow, I will get the divorce started and I will return his ability to use his dick. He can marry Marcina if he wants a wife." 

Romonus asked the important question. 

"What will grandfather say?" 

Venelana sighed when she thought of her Father who was the one who chose her husband. 

"He will be disappointed in me, but I don't care. My Mother will support me and your Uncle and Grandfather both support you. As long as we don't get frisky in public anytime soon no one will know." 

Romonus raised a hand and gently stroked his Mother's face. 

"Whatever makes you happy Mother." 

She smiled and held his hand. 

"This does make me happy, more than you know." 

She stood up fully naked except for her white thigh-high stockings. She extended her hand and pulled her panties into her hand. She winked at him and placed one of her sexy legs on the bed. 

This way her vagina was visible to him as she slowly pulled her lacy purple thong back into place. When he looked back up to her face he could see how she liked the way he looked at her. 

She licked her lips as she picked up her dress and pulled it on. She used a little magic to smooth it out and after she put on her high heels she was once again dressed. 

She smiled as she looked at herself in his person-wide mirror. She moved her hands under her breasts and lifted them a few times. 

"Do you find me sexy?" 

He sat up from bed and with a wave of his hand dragged his Hunter Outfit back on. Once he was dressed with magic he rid the room of the smell of sex and walked over to his mother. He wrapped his arms around her and rested his head on her shoulder. 

Right now they were the same height at 5'8, but she felt way smaller than him because of his sheer bulk. 

"I do. You have no idea how hard it was for me to keep my hands off you. You know about Serafall and Miria right?" 

Venelana nodded. 

"A short stack and a milf, and now your Mother. Don't forget I am not blind and know how you look at Rias. You want her don't you?" 

"That obvious?" 

"No, you hid it well, just know that inbreeding is normal even among the Bael clan. My Mother Palaestra Bael is your grandfather Demaenetus' niece. Since she was not born with the Power of Destruction instead of being married off she became his mistress. 

Don't tell anyone, but I think he loves her more than his wife. If he spends a night with his wife he spends 6 with her. I can see why as my mom is a total hottie. Where do you think I got my looks?"

He tightened his hold over her and kissed her neck a little. 

"Is my grandfather inbred?" 

Venelana nodded. 

"Yes, your great-grandfather and great-grandmother are half-siblings. No one in the Bael clan will bat an eye at a little incest. Even if you got me pregnant." 

She reached behind and started to rub his crotch over his pants. 

"Wouldn't you like that? To inseminate me with your baby." 

"Lady if that is what you want then fine." 

She turned around and kissed him one last time. 

"Don't leave me waiting." 

She winked at him and walked out of his room. By that time Akeno and Itsuki were long since asleep as today was just a day for them to get settled in. Once his Mother was gone, he shook his head with a small smile. 

'Damn isn't she perfect.' 

He held his hand out and dragged Blood Drinker to his side. Once he held his sword he sat down on his bed and placed it on his lap. He closed his eyes as he began to channel his Soul Energy into his blade along with his Touki and Demonic Energy. 

Before long he once again found himself back in the core of Blood Drinker in Vespera's prison. When she noticed his presence she looked up at him with a small smile. 

"You have no idea how much your blood baths help." 

He looked up and noticed how the chains that kept her in pain were dormant. 

"I got a question, you think if I remove your soul from this sword will it break?" 

"I don't know, my soul has been the core of Blood Drinker for so long that I am not sure anything else can substitute it. It might break, but this is still Blood Mithiral and Orichalcum so it's still a powerful sword. Thinking of freeing me early?" 

"Sadly no, I am not confident at all to be able to keep your soul safe from removing it from this prison. But that is still the end goal because I got an idea for you." 

She raised an eyebrow as she leaned forward. 

"Oh yeah, what is it?"

"Interested in joining my Peerage as a Queen? You are a third-generation Devil and Noble Vampire hybrid with both species' abilities I presume. Just from the power of your soul, I can feel that it is bordering on the Satan Class." 

Vespera sighed. 

"Trust me, you do not want the political hot potato that is my soul. Zekram hated me enough to render me down into this sword and he is still alive, isn't he? Pick someone else."

He just grinned as he asked her a few questions. 

"Tell me, can you fight up close?" 

"Duh, Vampires are built tough." 

He walked closer and asked the next.

"Your speed?" 

Vespera grinned back showing off her fangs. 

"Faster than light."

He leaned in to look at her face directly. 

"And, your magic abilities?" 

She pulled herself and whispered it. 

"Legendary." 

"Then you can make use of the Queen Piece the best. I need someone who can use the Bishop, Rook, and Knight traits not just 1 of them. But if you don't want to, I still got Tiamat to ask." 

Vespera went slack again as she waved him off. 

"Probably for the best, instead of making me your Queen Piece, just make me your familiar when I come back. If I come back that is." 

Romonus nodded as he left the core of Blood Drinker. At his level of power, sleep was becoming a want, not a need. His body could subsist on his energy alone for long periods. For now, he pulled up his phone and looked at the time. 

"9:58. Not bad." 

He scrolled through his contacts and called Latia before bringing his phone up to his ear. He did not have to wait long until his fiance picked up. She was currently in the bath, but since her phone was waterproof she was fine. 

"Romonus, I am glad to hear from you." 

He smiled as he spoke to her. 

"I am too. Every time I hear your voice I get happy. I want to see you again?"

She smiled as her two maids in swimsuits cleaned her hair while she talked. 

"I am free in three days." 

"That sounds perfect. I wanted to tell you that my Father has finally agreed to let me use higher-quality materials. This brings me back to my original plan, I want to undergo the Baptism on my birthday." 

"You want it on your birthday? It's October right now, so in 6 months? That have any special meaning?" 

"Not really, I just felt it was the perfect amount of time to build the device and get things ready." 

Latia waved her hand to stop her two maids for a moment. They bowed and waited patiently for her to speak to him. 

"I spoke to my Uncle about your plan and he feels that is beyond risky, but that the benefits will be substantial. If you want we can get his help to build the device?"

"That's perfect. All that matters is that I undergo the Baptism because while my power is still growing day by day, I feel my body needs an evolution. If destroying it with Liquid Mana over and over will grant me a stronger body then so be it." 

"Can't you just keep training? The body will adapt naturally and you won't have to feel any pain for it." 

He could understand that was logical, but now that his soul was unique his body had to follow. If it worked as he intended his entire body would be destroyed, but as it healed it would fuse liquid mana with his body. 

Granting him a body to match his powerful soul and another trump card against the foes he would be facing. 

"I need to do this, just training will only make me so strong. This baptism will directly make my body leagues stronger than any other. Plus, I still will be able to continue my training with my new body so there is no downside." 

She did say the one downside. 

"Except for the massive pain." 

He chuckled. 

"Exactly, but 6 months is a long time and by then I will have steeled myself enough. Just trust me." 

Latia sighed as she nodded to her maids to continue her bath. As they did that she smiled. 

"I think you are too smart for having such a muscular body?" 

He did like being praised by her and the women in his life. 

"Thank you. If you want to help me build my armor I am all for the help. It won't be easy as I plan to bind it to my soul. I have reached the point of unlocking my own Soul Scape. The armor and gear I want to build won't be easy to make, but your help will be welcome." 

"Consider me on board. When can we start the build?" 

"As soon as my Father gets my materials. He will even get me some foreign materials for me which you will want to see." 

"I can't wait. Oh and before giving Serafall a call, she wants to go on another date." 

He smiled as he was happy the girls were getting along. He gave their numbers to each other just to be open to them. Serafall and Miria were already friends and Latia was friendly to them as she did give him permission to get a harem. 

"Alright, she has been busy these days. See you soon Latia." 

"Of course. Take care Romonus." 

Once they hung up, Romonus decided to call Serafall to see how they were doing. While he spent a lot of time with both of them, Serafall got the short end of the stick by being a Satan. 

When she picked up she was sitting in her chair while she rapidly moved through her work through her computer. However, when her phone rang with her favorite ring tone she floated the phone to her ear. 

"ROMO! Latia told you." 

"Yeah she did, you know you could have called me yourself right girl?" 

She just stuck her tongue out. 

"I could have, but I wanted you to call. The girl likes to be chased." 

"I can see that you short stack." 

"HEY! I am THE short stack." 

He chuckled as he asked her. 

"In that case, want to go on a date in Tokyo? I am always free after all, but I got a date with Latia in three days and one with Miria next week on Friday."

"That sounds fun, we can check out all the anime stuff. I am free in 5 days." 

"Bet then. See you then babe." 

When he hung up she got a naughty idea. When she got off the clock she was going to be sending him some photos of herself. He deserved them after all since he had been nothing, but a good boyfriend this whole time.