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Context: The point of this 'story' is to archive unusued ideas, smut that didn't make it in "It's in the Blood", glimpse in the future and much more.
Chapter 1: How I became an Earl of Hell
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How I became an Earl of Hell, and got Ninja Guards too.
"I am sorry, I am what now?"
It was morning, I was tired, recently I pretty much yeeted my demonic ancestor to Heaven to get his ass whipped and I didn't have the mind to handle the bullshit that I was currently being subjected to. Especially when I got my home slightly invaded by a couple of masked secret agents and a butler-like old Imp was giving me the paperwork needed for me to 'claim my inheritance'.
"Sir Alan, ever since Earl Furfur has been banished from Hell, his titles have to fall to the closest kin. You are said to be an individual."
I frowned, the entire thing sounding insanely wrong- and it didn't help that Molly had gone up to get herself some yogurt to 'wake up faster'. That stuff just tended to make her hornier than focused. Still, focus at hand, eyes narrowed on the perplexing cliche I was dealing with as... let's be honest, where the hell were these people if they worked for Furfur? A mix of ninjas and spies, plus some old-ass butler that acted as the big boss? That sounded too cool for Furfur to not rely on.
"What about Uncle Al? Shouldn't he be the next in kin to inherit?" I mean, I wouldn't expect Alastor to want that, but I would have expected him to be taking that sort of call first before the ball was dropped on me.
"Removed from Furfur's last will. Same for your great-grandfather Nestor, but I doubt he would care much for it," The old man, Alectus, commented. "Which is why you are the next in line. You are now an Earl of Hell and considered nobility."
"Despite the fact I am biologically human?" Well, partially human at this point with all the demonic energy that turned me into a 3/4 demon.
"Indeed, there's not a rule that prevents pseudo-humans from inheriting a title in Hell. In fact, such an occasion is unusual and most rare which I feel should be considered a monumental event," Alectus confirmed. "Yet, I believe that's not something that would interest the young Master."
"Not yet," I admitted. "I wanted to know why you weren't around to 'help' Furfur. I thought people would be using this sort of... brigade of ninjas to aid their plans."
"Master Furfur was rather peculiar in that sort of manner. He was more of a believer of the 'if they are not mind-controlled, then they can fail' sort of mentality. I can't explain much myself since I had little chance to cooperate with him, but our group has been mostly inactive during his reign," The old imp explained, offering a hopeful look. "Which is why we are here not just to offer you this news but also request if it would be... acceptable for you to activate our protection squads."
...That sounded somewhat neat, but I wasn't completely bought by the idea of having ninja guards around.
"What would be the upkeep?"
"Oh, nothing for you to pay," Alectus confirmed. "The guards are paid by Lucifer's royal trust-funds for the family which have remained untouched for many centuries now. We requested the minimum wage during our inactivity and some extra money to... keep up with the times."
Despite looking like ninjas, most of the guards also had modern devices and weapons. So yeah, these were ninja-looking spy-dealing heavily-equipped imps. And they were expected to work for me 'rent-free'. I wasn't sure if this was my luck or not, but I gave a look at the paperwork. I had expected to find some trickery inside, but even as I checked for any unaccounted clause to be wary about, my eyes widened the more I read because it was becoming clear with each line that it was a really good contract for me.
I mean, I would normally not mind this, but there were some clauses that outright limited the guards' wages to very little and I knew that the money made would be too limited to make a living from it. I was scratching the back of my head, especially when they asked for a reduction of their payment to half its current size despite it being minimum wage already.
And then it all clicked as I looked around. They were all giving me desperate looks of people that have been unable to find jobs for many decades now and they were willing to make some ludicrous concession to finally have something to do with their existence. I was slightly annoyed by this and... decided to change the contract entirely.
There were some surprises, as a pen magically appeared in my hand and I started to carefully craft a much-different contract. Twice the requested wage, triple the free days through the year, create a pension for all guards, establishing rules of conduct when it came to employer-employee relationship and much more.
By the time I was done, I handed the signed document back to Alectus and he took this chance to read it. The whole thing got oddly quiet, then he listed out the changes. A few minutes into the reading and I was suddenly assaulted/multi-hugged by numerous armed imps that were sobbing all at once.
"S-So kind! So humble! Ah yes, the most merciful lord we got!" Alectus was openly weeping and...
Then Molly came back, and she saw this scene with a perplexed look and eating yogurt.
"So, I suppose you did your thing again, dearie," The spider-girl guessed and I slowly nodded. "Oh well, I am glad that you all made up in a wholesome situation but... dear, I believe it's time we resume our little trials of... love~."
Ever since we were told that, due to my demonic nature, I could now actually impregnate female sinners, Molly saw this as a chance to finally have a big family with me. And I had agreed it was a lovely idea. The only 'issue' I got was how intense she was about it. If our stamina were up and ready for it, if our bodies were not aching from doing it too much and we both were free from any other daily duties, she wanted to get dicked up until she felt full and 'properly bred'. The imps all paused at this, turning and then tensing up as they could perceive the dense waves of libido and desire coming from Molly. The girl's entire body and magic wanted one thing and it was so evident to them all that they left with little notice.
"I-I suppose we shall leave for now since our Lord is busy. Should we be back in-"
"Ten hours," Molly guessed. "Maybe half-a-day~."
"U-Understood! See you soon then, Lord and Lady!" Alectus bolted with the rest of the squadron, well aware to not try anything foolish when a woman of Molly's caliber was horny, wanting, and particularly demanding.
I just chuckled at the scene before turning to Molly.
"So, what position do we start with-"
"Piledriver!" The spider-girl proclaimed excitedly, causing me to groan.
"Fine, same move all the time."
"It's a good way to start a proper mating session~!"
Of course.
AN
And so it begins! New 'pseudo-sequel' is not out. This story will add ideas that didn't make it in 'It's in the Blood' story, snippets, smut, some scenes from the 'beta work' I made before actually going this route and some more. Feel free to drop any suggestions or even add your own spin to this archive's big reach within the main story's timeline!