The One Bathed in White (DxD)

Meeting the Red Dragon Emperor

Y/N appeared inside Venelana's study, he might've been at odds with his King but he still knew what his duty was. However to his surprise the person who had ordered him to come here was no where to be seen. The study empty of any sorts of life besides himself. He preferred it that way in this moment, he had to get dressed for the dinner after all. Walking to the standing mirror in the corner of the room he looked over his far from respectable appearance, at least for a dinner.

"At least I still have access to my mothers powers."

Snapping his finger Y/N watched as his battle outfit slowly disappeared and in it's place a black button up shirt and pant's that fit snugly against him.

Y/N loved dressing himself and would much rather have taken the time to dress himself up nice for the dinner, yet he also was practical and knew he didn't much time. Thus why not use one of the benefits granted to him for being the son of Aphrodite.

What he was wearing right now though was not up to his standard's, snapping his hand once more he watched as he transformed again, his shirt becoming white with red ornate marking's along it's cuff and trimming, which matched the two blood red mark's that appeared beside his eyes.

Satisfied with his new outfit a smile could be seen on his effeminate face, though it was missing one thing. Pulling a hair tie out of nowhere he started to pull up his long hair into a high ponytail. Then hit with slight deja vu he heard the door to the study open, pausing his action he looked over to the door seeing Venelana coming through the door wearing a black dress that hung tight to her curvaceous, highlighting her natural beauty. While the sight was definitely tantalizing Y/N scolded himself.

He was just here for dinner, he couldn't get dragged back in. But with each step she took Y/N could tell he wasn't as completely over her as he liked to posture. It was hard to forget the time they spent together and the thing's they did. He felt like he was stuck in molasses and just waiting for the tsunami to come crashing down.

He finished tying up his hair and looked back into the mirror Venelana now standing closely behind him, a slight shudder running it's way through him. He watched as his action caused her to develop a predator grin, one that was all too familiar to him. "This is getting dangerous, there's too many memories...I need to create space." Though before he could move he felt her chest pressing up into his back, arm's wrapping around his waist as she leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Thank you for doing that for me Y/N~" She purred into his ear, tracing the V of his stomach with her lithe fingers.

"It wasn't a big deal Venelana, but we should probably go dinner start's soon." He said tightly, feeling uncomfortable as she held him tight. He didn't want this right now, she hadn't even apologized for what she did!

"Hmm~ There's no rush we can head out in a second, my daughter isn't even here yet." She said trailing a finger up his covered arm, admiring the muscles that he had attained through year's of fighting and combat. Though she stopped after reaching his bicep and wrapped her arm's around him again, squeezing him tight to her as she spoke,

"You know she's really excited to meet you...your actions today seemed to have lit a fire within her."

Y/N stayed silent at that. He only did that to spice up the show he was giving. He wasn't a cradle robber, especially when it came to the daughter of Venelana. Though his silence just caused her to hug him tighter, "Your mother came to watch you fight and she told me something interesting. She said that you were in a relationship with a goddess?"

Y/N's eyes widened, his mother said he was in a relationship with a goddess? It didn't seem like her to lie and even if she did who would he be in a relationship with? The only goddess he was really close with was Hecate, and the two of them weren't in a relationship. She didn't even like him right?