Blessed by Night

Apophis Tathamet had faced a number of monstrous beasts, some of which he was related to by blood.

But today, he was enduring what promised to be his absolute greatest challenge thus far.

Sei: "Apophis, was it? I hope you don't mind my asking you some questions."

"Mom!"

Sei: "Quiet, Serana. This isn't something I'm willing to just let go."

Bianca: "Just let this happen, Ser."

Anna: "This is for your own good."

"You guys are crazy!"

Sei, Anna, and Bianca all continued to glare at Apophis unflinchingly.

After Serana's horrible end with Ryo, the girls had been inwardly kicking themselves for not doing a better job of vetting his intentions properly.

Serana was a bubbly and unserious person, but she hardly ever had a malicious bone in her body, and she didn't deserve to be taken advantage of in the way that she was.

So as her family, they were going to grill the dragon prince like their lives depended on it and find out if he really deserved to breathe the same air as her.

While Serana seemed to be fuming from the embarrassment, Apophis was as cool as a cucumber and even smiled in the face of the three lionesses in front of him.

Anna: "Do we look like we're joking, shithead?"

Apophis stopped smiling.

"Anna!"

"We're only doing this cause we love you, bud."

"Love me a little less please!"

"I'll think about it." (No she wouldn't.)

"First question- exactly how old are you, Mr. Dragon?" Bianca asked.

"Umm... Two?" Apophis shrugged.

Every girl at the table looked at him like he was either joking or an abomination.

"I-It's the truth! Most of my siblings weren't born normally, I was initially my mother's magical familiar, but as I grew I gained experiences, emotions, and became... this." he shrugged.

Serana held her head in her hands with a distraught look in her eyes. "Oh my god, I'm a shotacon.."

"Does anything on me look child-sized to you?" Apophis asked- unintentionally seductively.

Out of the corner of her eye, Serana dragged her gaze along Apophis' rippling physique that was straining against his white shirt.

Her eyes kept dropping further and further, and her cheeks became redder and redder the more her imagination ran wild.

"Next question, next question!" Sei slapped the table repeatedly as she internally mourned the loss of her daughter's innocence.

"Your sister and brother said that they are in relationships already. Is that the case for you too?"

"Yes. I have three wives." Apophis nodded without hesitation. "They all know about my interest in Serana already and are very excited to meet her."

"Eh? Really?" Serana looked surprised.

"I've told you this already..."

"O-Oh, did you? I must've forgotten... somehow..." Serana lowered her head in shame.

How could she possibly focus on every single thing this man said when he was so god damned pretty!?

Sei inhaled several times as if she were trying to calm her nerves. "I suppose it would be... hypocritical of me to condemn you for that when my relationship is... similar."

"Yea, cause you're getting passed around by your fiance, two girls in their twenties, your best friend, a former government agent, an old ass vampire, and probably a partridge in a damn pear tree." Serana fired.

"E-excuse me!?" Sei's face immediately went red. "I-I've told you before, you have no proof of that and-"

"Anna told me!"

"WHAT!?"

Sei grabbed Ana by her cheeks as she tried to escape from this awkward situation. "What is wrong with you?! Why would you tell my daughter that!?"

"I-It wasn't my fault! She made me mad and it just slipped out!"

Serana: "All I did was eat the cake that you made for her and she told me not to worry about it because 'my mom tastes better anyway'!"

"ANNALISEEEEE!!!!"

"It slipped, it slipped! B, help me!!!"

Bianca turned away and started whistling as if she couldn't hear a damn thing coming out of their mouths.

If it were physically possible to die from embarrassment, Sei's heart would have stopped six times over by now.

"I feel like I shouldn't be listening to this..." Apophis admitted.

"You're right, let's get out of here and let these guys work their stuff out for themselves, hm?" Serana smiled innocently.

'...Did you do this on purpose?' Apophis asked telepathically.

'Maybe~'

Smiling, the two of them teleported away and let the pandemonium that they had created rage with no end in sight.

"I swear, I am going to kill you!" Sei sifted er hands from Anna's cheeks to her neck and squeezed hard.

Anna's face turned pink. "W-Wait, take revenge when Mal gets here, this is making me feel a little..."

"T-This isn't for that y-you... Ugh!!" Sei finally gave up on properly venting her frustrations and simply let her head hit the table.

"How am I ever supposed to face my daughter now... my entire upstanding parental image... all gone..."

While Anna rubbed Sei's back apologetically, the elevator suddenly dinged and a very familiar face entered the home.

Carrying a sleeping Camille in one arm, Malachi somehow looked more exhausted than the baby he was holding.

"Babe? Are you alright?" Because she had been looking away the whole time, Bianca was the first one to notice that something was wrong.

And once she pointed it out, Sei and Anna did as well.

"...Mind getting her into bed? She got herself a little tuckered out earlier." Mal deflected with a soft smile.

Sei jumped at the chance to spend some time with the daughter who was 1. Still innocent. and 2. Still saw her as innocent.

Of course Anna followed behind her, still whispering apologies that Sei didn't seem to want to hear.

"What's going on with those two...?" Malachi asked in an attempt to hide how he was feeling by walking into the kitchen and searching for nothing.

Bianca stood up from the table and pushed in her chair. "Serana told Sei that she knew about her… involvement with us."

Mal's heart skipped a beat.

"Don't worry, she didn't mention the videos she accidentally saw on your phone. She just made Anna take the blame using the cake thing."

Malachi let out a massive sigh of relief; knowing that his best friend had inadvertently saved his ass.

Bianca walked up to Malachi with an allure that he was normally head over heels for.

Her toes were freshly painted, her hair cresting over her face perfectly, and her toned stomach was shyly peeking at him from underneath her hand made croptop.

If he weren't so mentally out of it, he probably would have tried to take her here.

She gently placed her hand on his stomach and pushed him against the counter so that he couldn't escape.

"Malachi... What's wrong with you?" she asked again.

"…Why's something gotta be-"

"Mal." Bianca never so much as raised her voice at Mal outside of a video game or a high intensity power scaling debate, but she had a unique ability to coax certain truths out of him that he would usually keep to himself.

It was her special gift- born due to the fact that the pair of them were like two peas in a pod.

Mal sighed and held her so closely that he could practically absorb her through his skin.

He rested his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes for the first time in several hours.

"It's just... one of those days."

"I'm listening... start small to big."

"...I think we're going to have to go and find Arias ourselves."

While this revelation did surprise Bianca, she didnt make any overtly dramatic expressions or immediately fly into alarm.

"Any particular reason..?"

"The plans that the government has for blessed... A lot of people are going to die, if they don't wind up in more camps."

"It's that bad?" Bianca asked quietly.

Malachi could only nod in response.

"Well... You know that we will all support you the best we can. Everyone here trusts you with their lives and we'll follow you wherever."

Bianca couldn't see it, but Mal curled his lips up in a small smile.

"I appreciate the sentiments, love… Today especially."

Bianca unconsciously squeezed Mal just a bit tighter.

"Alright, so wha's the big- H-Hey!" Bianca suddenly flinched when she felt Mal suddenly lick her with no warning.

"You smell nice..."

"Don't even start, it's just soap. Now tell me what-"

"Take these off." Malachi grabbed Bianca's sweatpants.

"Malachi Saint, we're talking about something I-Important! What did I tell you about using sex to avoid talking about your feelings!?"

"We can talk after, I promise..."

"I won't REMEMBER this after!"

Malachi hooked his fingers in Bianca's waistband and began pulling them down without waiting for hear Bianca's protests.

Like a little prairie dog, Anna poked her head out from the room down the hall with clear interest in her eyes.

"I heard the word 'sex' are we starting already?"

Bianca: "N-No!"

Malachi: "Mhm."

"Yes!" Anna pumped her arms in the air as she began to peel off her clothes while skipping over towards the two of them.

She immediately dropped to her knees and pulled down both of their pants with childlike glee.

Malachi lifted Bianca up onto the counter and began removing her shirt, as she removed his.

"I swear…you better not forget."

"I promise it's at the forefront of my mind, love."

The two of them kissed tenderly as he felt Anna take him into her mouth with time-practiced ease.

He could vividly hear the sounds of her touching herself in an explicit manner- surprising him with just how wet she already was.

Feelings of euphoria began to seep into his mind, and the exhaustion he felt from this nightmarish day began to flee.

*Poof!*

Thea: "Oh wow..."

Aisha: "Yea, this is about what I expected..."

Aubrey: "KYAAA! Is this all you think about you damn predator!?"

Malachi looked up in horror to see not only his sister, but both of his parents standing in the middle of his living room- looking more stern than horrified.

Bianca screamed and covered herself, while Anna temporarily poked her head out from underneath the counter before yelling 'What the fuck' and doing the same.

Luckily, since everyone had appeared behind the counter, they hadn't actually see anything.

Malachi remained stunned at the sight of both of his parents standing upright, but in the form of ghosts.

Though his mouth was dry and he had no idea what to say, he still tried to speak.

"Ma.. Dad-"

Marcus: "Look at this, hon. It's our son, the black ass Hugh Heffner."

Felicia: "I see him. Lord where did I go wrong, this boy not thinking with the head on his shoulders, but the one between his legs!"

"…"

It was at that moment that Malachi realized that no mater how bad your day seems to be going, it can absolutely always get worse.

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