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Andrealphus may have been five, but even the young peacock knew that his mother was pregnant. His peacock father loved him, but his swan mother had always wanted a swan daughter to take care of. Andrealphus had always wanted a sibling, but he wasn't sure if he wanted a brother or sister, considering both options had their ups and downs. He still remember when his mother's water broke right in the middle of dinner, and was confused why she was in so much pain. He wasn't allowed to go in the room where his mother was giving birth, which irritated him, but even more so his father. As much as he adored his son's curiosity, he didn't need to bear witness to the labor. He wanted Andrealphus to go elsewhere and just come back for the happy part.

The labor took a lot longer than expected, but once the egg finally came out of her, both were very relieved. It was just noon that Andrealphus was finally allowed in the room, where he saw the egg with a pink bow.

"So it's a girl?" Andrealphus asked curiosity.

"Why yes it is, my lovely peacock!" his mother said warmly. "The doctor confirmed it a few hours ago from the vibrations. All that's left is for it to be a swan!"

"And what if it isn't?" Andrealphus asked.

"Babe, the species shouldn't matter. What matters is that she's beautiful. Almost like a Goetian!" the father said optimistically.

"Honey, I highly doubt we will ever be on par with the Ars Goetia. Their standards are so high, it's ridiculous!"

Andrealphus had heard of that family name before, as his parents have mentioned them a handful of times. While he was aware they were well off, the Ars Goetia, on the other hand, were a lot more wealthy and powerful, especially given they were descendants of angels. He can't help but wonder what it would've been like to be in the royal family as he read a picture book about the family's history.

But Andrealphus can't ponder more about that, for suddenly, the egg began to break. The parents gasped as their daughter was coming out of her shell a lot earlier than expected.

"Come on, baby girl, you can do it!" they cheered. Even Andrealphus joined in. Soon, the top shell broke, and the cries of their daughter was heard. The mother carefully took her out as she wrapped her in a pink blanket, eyes tearing.

"I see the way the head and beak is shaped... it is a swan!" the mother said excitedly.

"What is her name?" Andrealphus asked. They never brought up her name. "How about we name her Squeaky because she's squeaky clean!"

"Why she is awfully clean, but I think she'll disown us for naming her that," the father joked.

"How about Stella?" she asked.

"Stella, huh? That sounds lovely!" the father exclaimed, and Andrealphus nodded in agreement.

"Welcome home, Stella."

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Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday, dear Stella!

Happy birthday to you!

It was Stella's 18th birthday, and Andrealphus had made it his mission to be her best birthday yet. The party was being held at a park that she and Andre used to love going to as children, and Stella received all sorts of gifts from relatives and friends. Though she seemed more impressed by the more expensive and rare gifts. The birthday cake was baked personally by a popular chef in the city, which towered nearly 7 foot tall. Andrealphus was wondering how in the world they were going to eat all of it as Stella blew the candles, and the crowd cheered.

"Finally, I don't have to be controlled by you anymore!" Stella joked, causing Andrealphus to blush. Three years ago, both of their parents were killed in a car accident, which devastated both of them. Because of this, Andrealphus had made a tough choice to stand up and become the guardian of Stella for until she became of age. That way, they could remain in the house and not had to live with some distant relative of theirs, considering their extended family was only so huge.

"Stella, you don't have to broadcast that to everyone! Now shut up and let's eat some cake!" Andrealphus poorly deflected before getting a cake cutter. Thankfully, no one brought that up, as they were too busy with how delicious the cake was. As they ate, Andrealphus couldn't help but think more about the Ars Goetia. He'll admit that he was growing more and more obsessed with being in the family, particularly after beginning his role as a guardian. As good as his job was managing an ice business, whereas Stella stubbornly insisted on not wanting to work, he knew that he could always strive to do more. Not only were they rich, but they had much better connections to other families that opened the gateways to powers and legions, which his status could only dream of having.

However, to actually go from there to the family was no easy task. Even something as simple as being an honorary member only gives you half the perks. He did recall letting one member of the Goetia in the business in the hopes it can open the door for something greater, but nothing came of it.

Soon, the party was over, and both siblings went back to the house. It was getting late, and Andrealphus was ready to clock out, but decided to go see his sister first. He walked to her door and knocked. He made sure to do it after she decapitated him with a cymbal for going in unannounced and almost seeing her naked. Stella opened, now in her nightgown and her hair tied to a ponytail.

"Can I help you?" Stella asked.

"I just wanted to check on you, that's all," Andrealphus replied. Stella shrugged, but let him in the room. The window was open, showing off the stars in the night sky.

"So, Stella, what are you thinking?"

"A lot. Mainly because I'm now 18 and shit, but more importantly, mother and father... I wish they were here to celebrate with me."

"Same," Andrealphus simply replied. In truth, their parents will still be in their minds deep down no matter how much time had passed. They were silent for a moment before Stella spoke again.

"Do you think they really wanted us, especially after we were grown up?"

This question seemed to struck something in Andrealphus. It was something he noticed after he became an adult, but never brought it up.

""I think they had us because it was what they were supposed to want. Father seemed more willing to accept this than mother, but that's not to say they hated us. I know they were still proud of us regardless, even if they came to terms with the fact that deep down, that wasn't what they really wanted. But Stella, I don't think going down the route of if they truly hate us is a path you want to go down, especially now."

Stella nodded before she slightly scratched the back of her neck.

"Are you still obsessed with joining that Goetian family?"

"Stella..."

"Face it, Andy! We're never going to be accepted no matter what! I mean, I'm fine where we are now, but it'll take a miracle like getting married to a prince before we get accepted. And who would want to marry me?"

"Have you seen yourself in the mirror? I'm surprised you don't attract men like magnets in some days!" Andrealphus teased, causing Stella to playfully slap his hand.

"Shut up!" Stella tried to hide a giggle, but was failing. "Get out of my room, please. Good night."

"Night, sis," Andrealphus concluded before leaving. While he didn't expect Stella to express doubts of his search for the Goetia life, it did gave him a new avenue of joining the family he didn't consider. He went on his phone to look up some families in the Goetia, and he came across this flyer created by King Paimon:

WANTED: WIFE FOR MY SON FOR PRECAUTIONARY HEIR!

My son Stolas (pictured below) is 17-going-on-18, and we have been looking for a wife of his to produce a precautionary heir for years. Due to lack of interest in our family, we have decided to allow candidates to apply to be the wife of my son. If you're a pretty girl looking to date the Goetian of your dreams, or a parents wanting to send your daughter away, go to the link down below to apply!

Andrealphus looked at the flyer, and decided that if there was a better chance to ascend to the Goetian life, then this was that chance.

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By some miracle, Stella had been accepted. Well, accepted enough to be considered a good candidate. They were given a chance to go to an interview where they met the son of Paimon, Stolas. Andrealphus drove up to the palace of Paimon where the interview was going to be held alongside Stella, who was more reluctant.

"Andy, I saw the flyer, and he looks miserable! I bet he never smiled in his life!" Stella exclaimed.

"Stella, I'm sure he smiled once," Andrealphus sighed. He should've expected Stella to have some issue with the marriage, especially when he was far from meeting the standards of her perfect man. But for Andrealphus, this was probably a good entry to getting into the family, and if Stella wanted, he could probably move her to a better man. As they pulled into the gate, they were both surprise with how huge the palace was, which made their mansion look like an abode in comparison. As they stepped out of the car, they saw an imp butler ready to greet them.

"Greetings. You must be Andrelphus and Stella, correct?" he asked, and they nodded. "Right this way."

Somehow, the palace on the inside was larger than on the outside. There were portraits of Paimon and Stolas littered throughout the walls, toppled with stone carvings, flowers, and just about everything else a royal palace would have. The butler led them to the vast backyard, where there was a table on the patio. There sitting there was Stolas, who was not looking forward to the interview, and beside him was Paimon, his father.

"Hello there! You must be a candidate for my son. And what a pretty bird you are!" Paimon said with excitement as he held Stella's hand.

"Name's Stella," Stella said nervously, not sure how to act around the king. "Is that him?"

"Yes, but he has a name. Stolas, boy, come over here and introduce yourself."

Stolas sighed before getting up and going to quickly shake hands before turning to Andrealphus.

"I'd leave if I were you. I already made the last one cry," he glared.

"You do anything to her, and you will regret it," he glared back. He wasn't liking this first impression, and he didn't care if Stolas was a Goetian. No one had the right to wrong his sister.

"Stop it!" Paimon shouted, stopping things from escalating. "Stolas, please give them a chance."

Fortunately, Stolas gave in, and the group went to sit down and speak.

"So, Andrealphus, tell me a bit about yourself and your sister."

"Sure," Andrealphus got prepared. "I am currently running a popular ice business around town that has quickly grown to be one of the biggest in the country. My sister Stella has no work history unlike me, but she does help me out from time to time in my business!"

He could feel Stella glare at him from that lie. If anything, she was not interested in ice.

"That sounds great, though not as exciting as the things me and my son do in the legions or constellations," Paimon commented.

"You control stars?" Stella asked.

"I don't, but my son was tasked to study the stars of the universe and beyond. It's one of the more interesting responsibilities we granted, and his performance is incredible!"

"That sounds interesting. Can you tell us more about it?" Andrealphus asked.

"It's more boring if anything. I do teleport to space at times, but I mostly just take notes and study my grimiore," Stolas shrugged.

"Look, I apologize if my son is reserved, he's going through a typical teenage angst phase," Paimon reminded.

"I could tell, but it could be worse!" Stella joked. "Well I think we get to gist of it, so can't we marry already?"

"Not now," Paimon reminded. "Thousands of women had applied, and I am looking for the best of the best. I mean, you all are lucky you even got this little meetup at all! But I will say that you and your brother have a good business, so you're most certainly getting a higher priority. But it could be weeks or even months before a final decision is made, assuming you don't get disqualified early."

Stolas was more than ready to be done, so he got up and left promptly, ignoring his father angry whispering him to return.

"I guess that's our cue to leave," Stella said before getting up to leave as well.

"Say, King Paimon, are you okay with sharing contacts in case you want to give an update on our status?"

"I don't see a problem with that, but just call me Paimon. I'm not really huge in such formalities," Paimon said before exchanging contacts. Once Andrealphus caught up to the car, Stella had some choice words to say.

"Did you see that guy?! He was acting all moody and even threatened us! If you're going to marry me off to some Goetian, at least pick someone with some decency!" Stella exclaimed.

"I know, sis, but he's the only one doing this sort of arrangement, and Paimon himself did compliment us, so we could be heading to the right direction. Besides, like he said earlier, it was just a phase he'll grow out of."

Later that afternoon when they were at home, Andrealphus got a notification, and not a good one. Apparently, another family came in that wowed both Paimon and even Stolas. This meant that Stella was on the verge of being disqualified. To say Andrealphus was not cool with this would be an understatement. This could mean that their chances of getting into the Ars Goetia were now shot, and there may never be another chance like this again. Andrealphus was at a cross of what to do now. If they do get disqualified, do they just accept it and move on? Or does he continue to fight to get on Paimon's good side?

Even if that meant he had to take more drastic measures?

Suddenly, Andrealphus had an idea. A dumb idea that may easily backfire, but an idea nonetheless.

"Andy, where are you going?" Stella asked as she saw Andrealphus get his coat.

"Out. Should be back tomorrow morning," Andrealphus simply said before quickly leaving.

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Thankfully, Andrealphus had the address to Paimon's mansion saved on his phone, or else it would've been a pain retracing where his memory recognized. The gate was already open as well, so the odds were in his favor. He had barely parked and turned off the car that he ran to the door. Of course it was locked. He knocked, then when there was no response, he knocked again. He was ready to leave when the door opened. It was Paimon.

"Andrealphus? What are you doing here?" Paimon asked not out of shock or anger, but confusion.

"Your highness, I need to speak with you urgently. Please let me in..."

Paimon didn't comment how weird it was for Andrealphus to suddenly come here at this time of hour, but agreed, considering Stolas was also out for the night. Once inside, Andrealphus began.

"Paimon, I know you are busy and have a lot of candidates to go through and the like, and with all due respect, I cannot allow you to disqualify us. My sister needs to marry Stolas so that she can get the royal title, and I too by association. What do they have that we didn't?!"

Paimon sighed before he spoke.

"Andrealphus, it wasn't the fault of you or your sister. They just so happened to be more qualified than you two. I mean, I researched a bit in Stella's life afterwards, and she's even more lazy than you let on!"

"My sister is not lazy!" Andrealphus argued. "She's never been the hard working type, but I can assure you she's a good woman in general! Are you positive they are better than us?"

"Unfortunately, yes. I mean, isn't there always a bigger fish in the sea?"

Andrealphus could tell that his odds were running against him, and he needed to enact his plan now or forever be outed from the family. He pushed away some hair away from his eye and looked at Paimon, this time more intimately.

"Well, your highness, if that interview didn't wow you, then I do have another trick up my sleeve. Please lead me to the bedroom for one more chance to convince you we're more qualified than anyone else. If not, then you are more than welcome to portal me out of here or whatever..."

The tension in the room was now growing, and Andrealphus was starting to freak out internally in what Paimon's response was going to be. Eventually, Paimon motioned Andrealphus to follow him. He obeyed, and soon, the two were in his bedroom.

"What happens here stays between us. Got it?"

Andrealphus nodded, and without realizing it, he and Paimon was already beginning to take off his clothes. Compared to the more muscular king, Andrealphus was more thin and "twink-like" as Stella put it. He couldn't help but wondered if Stolas had a better build than him. Paimon sat on the bed and motioned Andrealphus to sit next to him.

"So... what do you want me to do?" Andrealphus asked as he sat next to the owl king.

"How about you spread so I can see what I'm working with?"

Andrealphus spread, albeit in a reluctant manner. His cloaca was barely moist. Paimon began to gently rub him, which made him blush. He never told anyone this, but he was gay and never found any women sexually attractive. Though there were rumors that Paimon himself was pansexual, others believed that he was more fond of men. Given his age and experience, Paimon knew how to finger a cloaca, and soon, Andrealphus was growing more wet and breathing more heavily.

"Your highness... I've never had someone else do this for me..." Andrealphus confessed between breaths.

"A virgin?" Paimon asked, and Andrealphus quickly nodded. "Then let this be a good first time experience for you..."

Paimon then leaned down and stuck his surprisingly long tongue in his cloaca. Andrealphus fell back and moaned as he felt the tongue inch its way deeper inside his cloaca. Fuck he knew how to lick a hole well. It felt almost like a dick inside. It was certainly a lot better than the dildo he stole from his sister. He grabbed his large head and motioned him to try and go deeper.

"Lord Paimon, I'm... I'm..."

Right when he was about to cum, Paimon pulled back, much to his chagrin.

"The fuck?! I was about to cum!"

"Not yet. There's one more thing you forgot..."

Paimon then revealed his cock. Andrealphus actually gasped at such a sight. It was a lot bigger than he expected, and the girth was especially what impressed him. He can certainly see why he fathered so many children from various women.

"Um... I don't know about this..." Andrealphus sighed, deep down unsure if he can take his cock.

"Well then you can leave and I can give the title to someone else besides your sister."

"No!" Andrealphus exclaimed before he quickly got up, not wanting to lose his opportunity. "If I'm going to take this thing inside me, I'm lubing it up."

And lube it up he did. Andrealphus began licking the shaft as he took in its nice smell. It smelt more like lavender. Compared to Andrealphus, Paimon was more controlled, but when he began to fondle his balls for more simulation, he felt the king breathe a little quicker. Once the cock was drenched in his saliva, Andrealphus lied back and got ready to take it in for the first time.

"Please be gentle..." Andrealphus gulped.

"I make no promises..."

Paimon then began inserting the cock inside his cloaca, and Andrealphus moaned loudly. It was so much thicker than anything else that went inside his hole, and a small bulge could be seen from his stomach, freaking him out.

"OH MY GOD! WHAT IS THAT?!" Andrealphus screamed before Paimon shushed him.

"Relax, it's normal for someone your size to have a little lump when something huge gets in it. If it hurts too much, let me know and I'll stop, okay?"

"Okay..." Andrealphus breathed as Paimon began thrusting in a slow pace. Andrealphus got into rhythm as he and Paimon rubbed each other, his cloaca eating his penis. While Paimon had better pussy, this hole was certainly wet and drenching his cock further. Not even a minute from when they began thrusting was when Andrealphus already came, but Paimon was far from done. As Andrealphus struggled to catch his breath, Paimon increased the speed of his thrusts, and Andrealphus had to hold onto his body just to barely keep up.

"Oh my god! Your highness!" was all the peacock could say as he was getting more and more loss into the pleasure.

"You like that boy? You like getting pounded by this dick?"

"Yes, king! Oh fuck!"

Andrealphus felt another discharge as he hugged his body. Then, before he knew it, he felt something warm and sticky filling up his cloaca. Paimon was cumming inside him.

"So much..." he panted as he allowed the owl king to fill him up. Soon, Paimon pulled out and released the remaining semen onto the peacock. Andrealphus scooped up a little from his finger and licked it.

"Tastes like chicken," he joked, and Paimon couldn't help but smirk at that. He lied down next to the peacock and held him.

"Well, it most certainly wasn't bad for your first time. None of the women I had moaned like you did," Paimon commented.

"I never felt anything like that before..." Andrealphus said, still clinging onto Paimon's body. "So... do we get in now?"

"Almost. Now we need to see if you can take some, um... buttshots?"

"Backshots," Andrealphus corrected.

"Oh yeah, that! Trying to keep up with all this now slang and lingo is a challenge for me."

Regardless of that slight corniness, Andrealphus knew that Paimon's dick was really good to take in despite his size, and he was most certainly ready for another go at it. Needless to say, it was going to be a long night...

Stella spent the first of her morning sipping coffee. She wasn't really that hungry, but was more worried about her brother, who hadn't showed up yet. Just then, the door opened, and soon she saw Andrealphus enter the dining room.

"Andrealphus, there you are! Where were you last night?" Stella asked.

"I did some... networking," Andrealphus began. "Let's just say you're most certainly getitng that royal title."

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It was the sixth month anniversary since both Andrealphus and Stella were officially part of the Ars Goetia, and a lot has changed since then. The mansion they grew up in was converted to a specialized Goetian palace. Both were shocked with how well the ice theme looked, considering ice was a power that suited Andrealphus well. As for Stella, she was quickly married to Stolas, and much to everyone's surprise, both got along well. At least under the public view. It was nearly a month since their marriage that she officially announced she was now pregnant, and the family seemed happy to have another addition to their family.

As for Andrealphus, he was glad that he got accepted as well, though the royal family seemed to have their own drawbacks. While he had to deal with the occasional snooper, since royalty, there were paparazzi constantly wanting a piece of whatever was going on. Both siblings were quickly taught to ignore them and go about their day, and anyone not getting the message were dealt with by security. But that was just for starters, for the peacock had to gain some trust from other peers, which was a challenge given their quick succession into the ranks. However, it did help that they were given more invitations to high crust parties to talk to more royal, once of which they were attending now.

"So, Andrealphus, are you excited to be an uncle to a Goetia?" one falcon asked.

"Oh I certainly am, but I can't say the same to my sister. She told me the baby was kicking her ass this morning," Andrealphus shrugged.

"It's her first pregnancy, so it makes sense it'll be a struggle," a female mockingbird commented. "But being a mother of six myself, you do learn to adjust overtime, especially when you have more children."

"Six children?! My word, are you trying to take over the family yourself?!" Andrealphus exclaimed out of shock. This got some laughs.

"Relax, new kid, it's nothing compared to Lord Darcus of centuries ago, who was a father of nearly 200! Even today, many of us are descendants of his children."

Andrealphus couldn't help but wonder if the family wanted Stella to have more kids once this one is birthed, but he certainly doubt they would ask for such a ludacris number. Besides, he couldn't imagine how bad her vagina would become pumping out that many children.

"By the way, Andrealphus, I should remind you that in a few days, we will attend a council meeting. It's mainly about making sure tradition is stayed, as well as suggestions and votes on certain events and the like. I'm not sure if you've been told that."

"I've heard about it, and it sounds interesting. Can I come?" he asked the falcon.

"Unfortunately, no," he shook his head. "Seeing how you and Stella are still new here, you may need to wait a year or two before you can become eligible. It's nothing personal."

A year or two? That was a lot of waiting just to join the council. At least to him. Nonetheless, he parted ways as he went to stand in a more secluded area to stand and cross his arms. He noticed his sister Stella standing with a bunch of other princesses, gossiping about pregnancy. She at least was more social than him and was getting along with many people. She was always good company when it came to parties, even before all of this. It was almost as if being with Stolas and the family helped her grow out of any hesitancy she had ascending. However, Andrealphus thought about the council, as well as many other privileges that he would have to leave out for years to come. Can he even wait that long?

Or can he rely on an old trick to get his way?

"All of this just to be part of the council?!"

Paimon grunted as he plapped the peacock from behind. By this point, Andrealphus had gotten used to having sex with Paimon, and taking his cock was easier now, though he still was more cautious whenever Paimon got more fierce in bed.

"I'm not waiting two years..." Andrealphus panted under his moans. "And besides, I know you love this deep down..."

"Your dreams, boy!" Paimon spat before he thrusted harder and faster, trying to hurt Andrealphus for even thinking he loved this. Deep down, he sort of did.

Soon, both ejaculated and collapsed on the bed, their breaths heavy and body drenched in sweat. It was a lot more intense compared to the first time, but both seemed to enjoy this session.

"I'll put in a recommendation to the council," Paimon eventually spoke. "But we can't keep doing this."

"Why not? You don't want the family to find out you prefer men, let alone a silly bird like me?" Andrealphus teased.

"First off, my sexual preferences is nobody's business," Paimon began. "But that's besides the point. The way you got approved was... wrong. Not just morally, but legally. There are laws against coercion and corruption, you know. I should've never let it go this far as it did. I mean, we had to do this a few weeks ago just because you wanted access to Prince Lagos's mansion!"

"He was the one offering advice on strengthening my new powers!" Andrealphus argued.

"So? You can't always have everything right now. After this, no more of this. At least for a while. If word goes out of the things you did just to get your way, then this can spell trouble for everyone. You, me, even your sister..."

Andrealphus gulped at this, but didn't continue arguing. He didn't want Stella to get hurt over his stupidity.

"Fine, but don't go crying to me over missing my holes."

"I have plenty of other holes to cater to."

With that, Paimon went to take a bath while Andrealphus continued to lay there. He was going to have to spend another night sleeping in his bed. Not that he mind, but he was a bit concerned when the owl king mentioned the legality of his actions and how it could spell trouble. Could it lead to he and his sister losing the royal title, or will this also mean they go to jail? He didn't want to imagine both of them in such conditions, or even going way before what they had to start. Perhaps he will take Paimon's word and stop such requests, and perhaps find less sexual ways to get what he wanted.

But all of this would take a backseat when Paimon returned with a robe and snuggled with the peacock, which he gladly accepted.

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It was nearly a week after Paimon put in his recommendation that Andrealphus was officially part of the council. As glad as he was that he was moving up the Goetian privilege pole, he remembered the promise he made to Paimon in no more coercions like this just to get his way. In short, he would need to be get more creative in getting more privileges and powers. He attended one of the meetings of the council, which was a lot more boring than he initially thought. And his vote ended up going against the majority of the court anyway. Maybe next time.

As he walked out of the court where the meeting was held, he noticed a group of nobles speaking about him. And none of it was positive in the slightest.

"I'm glad I'm not the only one who finds it weird that Andrealphus just happened to get approved into the council that fast, especially when it should've happened a year from now?"

"From what I've heard, this was pushed mainly by King Paimon, who also advocated for him to get a tour of Prince Lagos's mansion."

"I've heard that too. I think the king likes that peacock a bit more than they let on. You think they both get... intimate in private?"

"That has to be the case! I mean, maybe or maybe not, but still..."

Andrealphus couldn't be bothered to listen to the rest of the conversation before walking away, shaking his head. People were already getting suspicious, and noticing a pattern that it was King Paimon making recommendations to him when he doesn't do it for much others. He especially wasn't thrilled to hear them discuss how it could be because of sexual favors. If two and two are placed together and more solid evidence come out, then this could spell trouble. He hoped that this conversation he heard just now was simply gossip and nothing se-

*BUMP!*

"EY! Watch where you're going, amigo!"

Andrealphus was too loss in his mind to notice that he ended up colliding with someone else. As he got up to apologize, he stopped when he noticed someone who looked familiar. There stood a parrot-like demon wearing yellow sunglasses.

"Um... do I know you?" Andrealphus asked.

"No way! You're that new guy who's sister married Stolas! Name's Vassago!" he said as he offered a hand shake.

"Andrealphus," he reluctantly introduced as he shook hands. "I'm sorry, I got side tracked and wasn't paying attention."

"No worries, amigo, I supposed that happens sometimes," Vassago chuckled. "So how's it like going to be an uncle soon?"

"Oh, it's fantastic. My sister couldn't be happier. What about you?"

"Not really a ladies man. More like a man's man if you catch my drift," the parrot winked, implying his sexuality. "And as for your powers, how are you doing with those?"

"I'm getting the hang of it. I'm surprised with how neat my ice powers are. Look at what I can do!"

Andrealphus then grabbed a flower pot with water, and with a little bit of concentration, he froze the water on the pot in an instant.

"Wow, that's impressive! But I hope that wasn't Stolas's plant. He's into gardening and won't be pleased to see that you ruined it."

Jus then, Vassago got a notification, and he had to leave soon after. Andrealphus was surprised with how nice Vassago was, and didn't even bring up the suspicions that a couple of the Goetia have already debated over. Perhaps he didn't care about those things? But he did mention Stolas, which reminded him that he should visit his sister Stella.

"I WANT PIZZA!!!"

"No, Stella! I'm not going to order pizza when we have chefs to cook us whatever we want!"

Andrealphus had barely arrived at the palace of Stolas when he heard Stolas and Stella getting into a heated argument over whether or not they should order in a pizza. He did notice that Stella's stomach had grown bigger since the last time he saw her.

"Woah woah woah, slow your roll or I'll have to freeze your heads!" Andrealphus threatened, "What's the problem?"

"It's pizza day, and I want to order a pizza, but Stolas threatened to freeze my card if I did!" Stella alleged.

"I never made such a threat. I told you that the chefs were going to cook for us, and she blew up on me!" Stolas argued.

"Well then, how about a compromise? Why don't you ask the chefs to cook a pizza next to whatever they were cooking? It can be more like a mixed palate of food."

Andrealphus hoped this would worked, and it appeared to have worked, for Stella nodded before leaving, needing some time to cool off.

"Andrealphus, I wasn't expecting you to arrive," Stolas said to break the brief silence. Andrealphus noted that compared to the dress attire of Stella, Stolas was in a more casual outfit that wasn't exactly screaming royalty, but did emit more of a high class vibe.

"Stolas, be honest, do you and Stella argue like this a lot? You both seemed pretty heated over some pizza," Andrealphus asked out of concern.

"No, not really. I'm guessing it had to do with the hormonal changes she's experience during pregnancy."

"Has she ever..."

"Hit me? No. I would leave her ass on the curb in an instant," Stolas firmly said. Andrealphus felt a bit refreshed at this, as the last thing he wanted was for them to be abusing each other.

"Perhaps I could've chosen a better time to come then?"

"No, Andrealphus, it's okay. Why don't you stay a bit for dinner? I think you'll like what we have for the evening."

Andrealphus was glad to have stayed, as the chefs cooked a variety of foods, pizza included. It was certainly a lot better than the food he had at his home. Fortunately, both the swan and owl's mood had improved since that argument, especially as Stella got to talk to Andrealphus about the baby and all the new gifts she's gotten from various families for the past few months. He was also interested to hear Stolas talk about some of the work he's been doing on the constellations. Once dinner was over, Stolas went to go read in his study, while Stella retreated to the living room to watch the latest episode of some soap opera. Andrealphus figured this would be a good queue to leave too, but then he got a text from his phone.

It was from some unknown number, but it must've came from one of the nobles given some of the certain numbers that appeared. All they texted was some address and a demand to show up ASAP. Andrealphus wasn't sure what this was, but decided he needed to go there.

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A plain field? That's where the address led to? Andrealphus got out of his car and looked around. looking for anywhere that led to somewhere, even a secret bunker, but nothing came out of the ordinary. Just as he was about to head back to the car, however, he felt someone grab him from behind and cover his mouth with some cloth. That was the last thing he remembered at least before he suddenly woke up tied to some chair. At least he felt like he was on a chair. Everything was too dark to see anything else.

"Hello there, marquis..."

Then the lights came on, and after adjusting to the sudden change in lighting, saw that it was one of those large tables in some dining room, but across the table was some hooded figure. He couldn't even tell their gender because they spoke in such an androgynous manner.

"What is this? Let me go! Do you have any idea who you are dealing with?!" Andrealphus exclaimed in the event that this was an enemy that kidnapped him. "You wait until I am found missing-"

"SILENCE!" they screamed, halting Andrealphus from speaking any further. "I know who you are. You are a high class nobody who suddenly got all the fortune and wealth using your sister as a means of access, and now all of a sudden thinks he's the top dog around here for getting what takes others years to get, if at all."

"You leave my sister out of your mouth..." Andrealphus coldly said with a glare. "And how I got into this family is none of your business!"

"Are you sure about that? Do you want them to know how you got in so fast and easily?"

Andrealphus stood silence for a moment as he processed what he just said. Surely he couldn't be implying... something...

"W- What are you talking about?"

"Perhaps this will refresh your memory?"

Andrealphus was then shown footage on some TV. He stared in shock that it was one of the sex he and Paimon did, being recorded from afar. Of course it was the one time Paimon insisted of keeping the blinds open to let in the sunlight, insisting no one will notice. Apparently, they did.

"It's not what it looks like..." Andrealphus tried to defend, but the hooded figure didn't want to hear it. The TV then shut off, and they spoke.

"Andrealphus, the footage clearly shows that you did a sexual favor with King Paimon just so you can go into the council. As an apprentice of the lord myself, I am beyond appalled of what I am seeing. Now, I'm not concerned about the majesty personally, as he will only get a slap on the wrist at worst. But you're even worse. The fact that you used your sexuality against him just to coerce him for such favors is not how the family should stand. If I were to take this to court, then there's a good chance you will lose everything. Including your sister."

"NO!!! LEAVE MY SISTER OUT OF THIS!!!" Andrealphus screamed, a tear forming out of his eye. The figure, however, made no mention of this before continuing.

"If you don't want to risk losing it all, then heed my warning: No more of this sexual coercion. Or you will regret it."

Before Andrealphus knew it, a cloth covered his mouth again and everything went black.

Andrealphus woke up in his bed. Somehow, he had been taken from where ever that guy lived to his own palace. Right away, he went through his phone to find that there were no urgent calls or text during the duration for how long he was gone. He went to the garage to find his car was back in its place and not left at the location. As good as those things were, he feared the warning that the anonymous figure left him. They seemed to be in a much higher ranking than him or most others that he knew, considering how they seamlessly kidnapped him and backed up a credible threat of being disowned. But he had an even bigger fear for his sister and her losing everything as well. She was doing surprisingly well in the family and was getting along with Stolas and carrying his child. He knew she would fair horribly if she was convicted for his own actions.

"Oh jeez... what do I do now...?"

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Paimon could tell that something has been up for Andrealphus for the past few days. That wasn't to say he completely changed everything, but he certainly wasn't like how he normally was. The peacock, who usually was ambitious and curious about the family and craving for its privileges, was now more timid and quiet, not usually speaking unless spoken too. He also appeared more paranoid that someone was going to jump at him, paying closer attention to his surroundings and steering clear on whoever looked off. Paimon didn't say anything, but when Andrealphus didn't make an appearance to a dinner he invited him to, that when the king realized he needed to do some talking. So he went to Stella to see if she noticed to.

"Andrealphus has seemed tensed. I'm not even sure what happened," Stella began. "I tried asking him what was going on, but he insisted that it wasn't my business."

"I see. So I guess I will need to hypnotize him to spill the beans then," Paimon shrugged.

"Be serious, king! I'm worried for him. I don't even think I've seen him smile at all. I don't what happened or what's going on, but it's driving me nuts, and that's the last thing I want during this pregnancy!"

"Yeah, speaking of which, how's it going?"

"I honestly can't wait to finally push this egg out of me. It's been kicking my ass lately," Stella groaned as she felt the egg move inside her stomach.

"Don't worry, Stella. I promise you it will be all worth it after the baby is born. Now I need to pay a visit to your brother and find out what the hell is bothering him."

With this, Paimon headed to Andrealphus's palace to see what's been bothering him. Upon arrival, he found Andrealphus sitting on the couch watching TV. Or at least it looked like it was. Considering his behavior as of late, it was amazing that he didn't flinch when the TV turned off.

"What do you want?" Andrealphus asked, visibly irritated.

"You skipped the dinner."

"So? I don't think the family is going to explode with me not going to one dinner!"

"It's not just that. You've been acting strange lately..."

Andrealphus got up and went to the kitchen to get scotch. He poured a shot and gulped it down instantly. He was about to pour another when Paimon stopped him.

"Andrealphus, please. You need to tell me what's going on, especially right before you get drunk off your ass. I promise that I won't judge or interrogate you too much."

Andrealphus took a moment to think before he looked out the window to ensure no one was watching from afar, then closed the blind. Only then could he finally tell Paimon what was troubling him.

"Some apprentice of yours knows we've been fucking."

This made Paimon immediately gasp. If he had something in his hands, it would've been crushed from the force of his fist.

"What do you mean know?! How could they have possibly known what we've been doing?!" Paimon exclaimed, part of him wanting to believe this was some sort of prank. But the look on Andrealphus's face and his solemn head shake argued otherwise.

"Apparently, they were able to get footage of us during one of our sessions. They threatened to have my life ruined alongside my sister if I kept it up, and I don't know what to do!"

Andrealphus looked down at his feet, tears ready to burst, but he wasn't about to cry in front of the king. This failed the moment Paimon motioned to hug him, and let the dam burst.

"It's okay, Andrealphus... We'll figure something out..." Paimon comforted the peacock the best he can as Andrealphus continued to sob. He could feel how much the situation was affecting him, and knew they had to figure out a plan to stop this from going too far. Only after Andrealphus slowed down his tears was he ready to continue.

"I don't know what they looked like. They was covered in a hood and their voice was too androgynous for me to even figure out their gender."

"Male. I've never had a female apprentice in my years," Paimon confirmed.

"Okay, well the palace was too broad for me to identify any key features to figure out who they were. I'm not saying we should look into every Goetian palace ever, of course, but I will say they did an amazing job at keeping their tracks hidden."

"Do you have anything else to track them down?" Paimon asked.

"I still have their text, but the number is anonymous. Maybe you can get a technician to look at it."

Paimon made sure to take notes of the text and number before leaving. But before he could even do that, he made sure to give Andrealphus a parting gift of some tamer wine that is specialized to relieve stress.

"Remember that I am here for you. Just don't do anymore coercion while I figure out who this person is. And even if this does go to court, I will ensure your sister is out of it. But let this be a lesson that your actions do have consequences in this family, and you ought to be lucky that he only gave you a threat."

Andrealphus nodded before motioning Paimon to leave. Andrealphus gulped down a good portion of the wine straight from the bottle before retreating to his room to try and comprehend what just happened. While the wine was already making him feel more relaxed than he had for the entirety of these past few days, he was still worried that the apprentice may try and further intimidate him to do whatever he wanted. And how can he be sure that he won't hurt Stella? Or Stolas? Or anyone else really?

All Andrealphus remembered before shutting eyes was the cool breeze that came through the doorway, the only thing that comforted him in his lonely room.

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As much as Andrealphus would've preferred the identity of the apprentice found and warned not to threaten him again, that was looking to be more of a lost cause, not helped that not even the texts revealed much. Paimon strongly urged for the peacock to take it easy for the coming days, so Andrealphus reluctantly dragged himself to a more relaxing meeting. Wanting to keep a low profile, Andrealphus was hoping to not be recognized, but that failed when he came across a familiar face.

"No way! Long time no see, amigo!" Vassago introduced excitedly, but stopped when Andrealphus gave off a grimace look. "Is everything okay?"

"No it's not okay! It's been a rough few days to say the least..." Andrealphus sighed as he looked down. Vassago, concerned, motioned Andrealphus to follow him to a more secluded place where they could speak without anyone snooping in. This led them to an outdoor balcony that faced the city.

"Amigo, you can tell me what's bothering you. It's just you and me."

Andrealphus took a moment to try and think of how to explain this to the parrot. Vassago wasn't going to leave him alone until he had an answer, but he wasn't pushing either. He eventually looked him in the eye and spoke in an emotional tone.

"Some apprentice of King Paimon threatened to have me exposed over some.... deals of ours..." that wasn't entirely true, but he didn't want anyone else to be aware of the sexual coercions of his. "And now I'm worried for myself, my sister, and everyone. I just need some time to figure out what to do..."

Vassago was surprised with what Andrealphus said, and how he was threatened to have his reputation in the can over some deals with Paimon. He took his hand and held it gently to help comfort the peacock.

"Oh, mi pobre pajarito..." Vassago spoke, "I'm so sorry you're feeling this way. I can't believe someone would try and harm you like that. I'm not going to pretend I know everything about your deals. I've heard the rumors before, but I'm not the one to poke my beak into places where I shouldn't look. Still, that guy had no business threatening you like that. Have you done something about it?"

"I'm getting Paimon to look into it, but so far, no dice."

"Then keep looking, because maybe he can put a stop to it before it goes too far." Both were silent for a moment before Vassago spoke again. "Can I see your sister?"

"Seriously?"

"I haven't seen her, and from what I've been told, she is a bonito cisne."

"What does that mean?"

"Pretty swan in Spanish."

Despite Andrealphus's hesitation, he decided it was better spending the afternoon at Stolas's palace than in the dying party. Both Stolas and Stella were reading when Stolas's eyes lit up at the parrot's presence.

"Vassago! It's good to see you!" Stolas greeted as he and Vassago hugged.

"It's good to see you again, amigo! And you must be Stella, correct?"

"Yes, who are you again?" Stella confusingly said.

"I am Vassago. I have been friends with Stolas since we were teens, and I am also your brother's friend."

"More or less," Andrealphus corrected with a shrug. "The party we were at was lame, so Vassago convinced me to stop by here to see you."

"Well if you're hoping to get laid with me, then you're shit out of luck!" Stella joked.

"Stella, language!" Stolas scolded.

"Who's going to hear us? The baby isn't even here yet!" Stella said matter of factly.

"You need to set a good example to the guests."

"Well, anyways, I do wonder what the baby's going to take much of. You or Stella," Vassago asked, hoping to take their mind off of that unusual argument.

"I have a feeling, but I would really like a girl," Stella said with a smile. With their luck, it appeared that Andrealphus and Vassago came right when dinner was almost ready, which they happily stayed to eat for. Stella's diet had to be altered slightly with her advancing pregnancy, but otherwise, everyone had a rather good meal. Once it was over. Andrealphus and Vassago would thank the couple for their time before heading out.

"Well, amigo, your sister and brother-in-law were quite nice, and the chefs cooked a really nice dinner!" Vassago commented.

"Yeah, I guess you were right, but Vassago, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah?"

"Would-you-like-to-come-to-my-place?" Andrealphus suddenly spoke in a fast tone, embarrassed.

"You want me to come to your place?" Vassago asked, somehow understanding what he said.

"Uh, yeah, if you want to..."

"Sure, why not?"

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Vassago knew that Andrealphus had an icy palace, but he didn't expect it to be pretty cold. Andrealphus led him to the living room where he planned a movie night for the two.

"I didn't think the marquis would have such low quality standards of food..." Vassago commented as he looked over the popcorn and candy.

"This is actually some pretty good candy. Keep in mind we weren't born into the Goetia, so forgive us for not being accustomed to your royal dishes," Andrealphus shrugged.

"I don't mean it out of any disrespect, amigo!" Vassago swore. "I'm just not used to eating such sweets."

"It's alright," Andrealphus smirked as he pulled up the streaming service. "So, what movie are you interested in?"

"Um... actually, you pick it. I don't mind."

Andrealphus settled on a simple comedy, but it wasn't exactly a good one. Both the peacock and parrot were laughing at the movie rather than with it. It was around halfway through that Vassago moved closer to Andrealphus. The latter didn't think much of it until Vassago moved his hand to wrap around him.

"Are you cold? You're getting eerily close," Andrealphus asked.

"Yeah, I guess so..." Vassago said, nervously. Andrealphus ordered one of the butlers to get them a blanket, but once it was received, Vassago insisted on putting the blanket on him aswell. Both were snuggled as Andrealphus went to grab some candy. However, he almost dropped it when he felt something on his crotch. Before he knew it, he realized that Vassago was beginning to rub his cloaca.

"Vassago! What the hell are you doing?!" Andrealphus gritted through his teeth, hoping no one else can hear the commotion.

"Mis disculpas, but I'm in a bit of a mood..." Vassago blushed.

"You could've said something before."

"I was too nervous."

Andrealphus was concerned on what to do at that point, but realizing that both were in a bit of heat, Andrealphus decided to ditch the movie night in exchange for some "passionate" moments in the bedroom. He motioned for the parrot to follow him to his bedroom. Once both were inside, he closed the door.

"Let me get this straight: You were in love with me all of this time? Be honest," Andrealphus asked, arms crossed.

"Sort of... I mean, I'm gay, and the family's been trying to get me to marry a woman for years, but I've been able to back them off. I've been hoping to get with Stolas since he's my biggest crush, but you sort of remind me of a more cold version of him, and I think that's hot..."

"Wow, and here I thought I was the only gay birdie in this family!" Andrealphus joked.

"You'd be surprised with how many of us are in the closet, amigo. King Paimon included."

"Well what are we standing here for?"

Andrealphus made his move and kissed him on the beak. He had his way of persuading Paimon to fuck him before, and his powers were especially going to work on the parrot. Vassago exchanged tongue back as the two began to fondle each other. Vassago was especially greedy, trying to remove his clothes. One by one, each took off one clothing after another until they were soon nude. Vassago was seen with a cloaca, dripping.

"Andrealphus, please... I'm so fucking hard right now..." Vassago squeaked out like he was about to explode if Andrealphus didn't touch him again. Andrealphus double checked to ensure no one would peep from outside before turning to the parrot.

"You want me to fuck you Vassago? Then get on the bed and beg for it."

Vassago quickly jumped on the bed and moaned as he spread his legs, his cloaca slightly opening.

"Por favor... hazlo..." Vassago moaned. Andrealphus smirked before he got on the bed and positioned himself for a scissoring session. The moment their holes touched, Vassago blushed so hard it looked like his white face was turning into a strawberry.

"¡Oh Dios mío!" Vassago screamed as he held onto Andrealphus's arm like a raft.

"Damn, Vassago, how desperate are you?" Andrealphus teased as he created friction with each other's cloacas. Both moaned as they scissored each other and held onto each other, their eyes locked on each other.

"I've heard the rumors, amigo... did you really had sex with our king to get all of those privileges? To get your sister to marry Stolas and take him away from me?!" Vassago moaned, his mind growing hazy.

"I'll leave that for you to decide..." Andrealphus smirked before he made a fast rub on Vassago. Vassago by this point was on the verge of cumming, but Andrealphus wanted to hold onto him some more. With some slower, but more passionate rubs, they successfully came at the same time, both birds moaning loudly in ecstasy. Vassago was beginning to cry as he hugged Andrealphus.

"There there, Vassago... you're safe..." Andrealphus cooed as he hugged the parrot back.

"Bebé... that was the best orgasm I had..." Vassago wept.

"So good you're now crying like a bitch?"

"Shut up!" Vassago blushed and tried to wipe his tears. Once both of their breathing was normal, Andrealphus grabbed a towel to clean up, but Vassago looked to still be leaking.

"What's wrong now? You're still horny? Even after all of that?" Andrealphus asked in confusion.

"I need more... call Paimon..." Vassago said, the peacock's eyes widening in response.

"Paimon?! You can't be-"

"JUST DO IT!"

Andrealphus didn't know if it was a good idea or the worst possible idea. But the glare on Vassago's face showed that he was serious. Andrealphus sighed before he went to call the king, hoping to God that he was still awake.

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If Paimon thought it was weird that he got an urgent call from Andrealphus to come to his palace... well, he certainly thought it was weird, but by this point, he had learned from years ago not to get into too much detail about such emergencies, and instead went there to assess what was going on. What he didn't expect upon his arrival was Andrealphus standing outside the room, wearing his blue robe and looking nervous.

"Andrealphus, what's wrong?" Paimon asked, ignoring how tense the atmosphere felt.

"Well, king, there seems to be a problem with Vassago... you see..."

"¿¡ES ÉL?! TELL HIM TO GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW!!!"

Paimon nearly jumped upon hearing Vassago scream out to the high heavens through the room. Judging from the desperate and anxious tone of the parrot, the king knew someone was amiss.

"Andrealphus, what in the high heavens is going on with Vassago?!" he demanded.

"Your highness, please forgive him. He's just... angsty..."

Andrealphus was trying to play it cool, which was working about as well as you'd expect. Losing his patience, Paimon marched into the room to find a nude Vassago shaking, his legs spread wide and presenting his wet cloaca.

"Please, king... Te necesito..."

"What is the meaning of this?! You brought me here for a fucking booty call?!" Paimon confronted the peacock. "Don't you remember the shit you've already been into with this tomfoolery?!"

"Well then he's just going to stay in heat and denial forever then..." Andreaphus sarcastically said before getting serious. "Paimon, I can assure you the place is practically locked down and no one within miles will see us if that's what you're concerned. What happens in this room is going to stay here. Now hurry up and strip and help Vassago get off!"

Paimon was crossed between what he should do, but knew that leaving will cause Vassago to chase him down. He might not have been the strongest Goetian, but he knew how to run. The king owl sighed before beginning to strip his garments, with Vassago moaning just from looking at it.

"Yes king! Oh, fuck yes! Strip for me, amigo!" Vassago moaned.

"Calm down, Vassago. You'll get your turn soon..." Andrealphus groaned. Once the king was nude, he went to point his cock at his needy hole.

"You might wanna hold on to that bed... I'm not going to be gentle..."

He had barely finished that sentence that he jammed his cock into his cloaca, causing Vassago to scream.

"¡¡¡SÍ, JODER!!! ¡¡¡LO NECESITABA!!!" Vassago screamed as he held onto the sheets for his dear life. As Paimon began to pound away, Andrealphus snuck up from behind and began to give him a rimjob.

"Goddamnit, boy! I don't need you licking my ass!" Paimon grunted as he was getting double pleasure from fucking Vassago and getting his butt licked.

"Oh my! The king sure doesn't like to keep his ass clean, doesn't he?" Andrealphus teased through the licks.

"SHUT UP!!!" Paimon yelled before pounding faster. Vassago was cumming by this point, despite the fact that Paimon was just getting started. It took him cumming inside the peacock twice before Vassago was more than spent. Yet, even as he pulled out, his cock was still rock hard. Vassago had nearly passed out, but was still conscious. Andrealphus would move into his place and spread.

"Well, what are you waiting for, king?"

"Andrealphus..."

"I won't let you leave until you pound me! And maybe you can promote us afterwards?"

"You cheeky male cunt!"

This anger caused Paimon to thrust harder than Vassago believe it or not. Unlike the parrot holding onto the bed, the peacock opted to hold onto the owl's shoulders as he pounded him mercy. Apparently, the king seemed to be all kinds of stressed out lately, not helped by Andrealphus's recent warning, so this was well needed for them all.

"Yes, king! Pound this pussy of mine! Make me your biggest slut!" Andrealphus moaned.

"You're the only one I have to fuck so much lately! I think we already have that covered!"

Despite the annoyance, it was clear that Paimon was enjoying this more and more, pushing aside whatever worry he had left. Before they knew it, they both came together, moaning in a symphony of love and lust. Upon finishing cumming, Paimon pulled out before they both collapsed on the bed, Andrealphus and Vassago nuzzled into his chest like a pillow.

"Thank you, daddy..." Vassago cried into his chest.

"You're very much welcome..." Paimon comforted the parrot with strokes of his head, putting him to sleep soon after. "Hey, Andrealphus you wanna know something about me?"

"Yeah?"

"I am pansexual, but after meeting you? I think I may very well be more into men..."

"I knew it..." Andrealphus smirked before hugging the grand owl tightly. Somehow, doing all of this with Vassago made this the best sex session yet. And as he too went to sleep, surely nothing can ruin this moment...