3~11

Astra let out a feisty yawn, her scarlet hair broken into a wild mess. Her new pets lay on both her sides, facing away from the angel for the most obvious of reasons. The morning rays trickled through the mansion windows, birds audibly chirping outside, Astra appeared disgruntled by it all. Slowly, with pain staking effort she **** herself to slide out of bed.

"I simply despise this boorish mortal time..."

She groaned, nearly falling on her ass in the process of sliding out from under the covers. Her companion light spirits were energetic, filled with far too much energy and excitement now that she was awake. Astra released a burst of powerful aura to blow them all away. It was too early for this. Picking out a new thong to wear, she positioned it tiredly against her balls and cock. The elastic fabric slapped snug against her flesh.

Soft whimpers begin to ensue from the crib across the room. Astra's golden gaze wandered over the golden 'baby throne'. Her new daughter with white silky hair and teary blue eyes was wailing. Her fists punching at the air whilst grabbing at anything and everything. A real hungry one she was. Astra reached in, coiling her arms closely around the infant and lifting her with ease. Her old milk glands in her breasts reignited back to life - dripping sweet golden nectar for her baby girl to suckle angrily on.

Astra finished feeding her daughter, a small, satisfied burp escaping the baby’s lips. She held the child close, her expression softening as she gazed down at the tiny face. A flicker of something akin to tenderness crossed her features, a stark contrast to the cold, calculating demeanor she usually displayed. She shifted the baby to her other arm, a slight wince crossing her face as she moved. The lingering effects of her recent… activities were still present, a constant reminder of her twisted desires and the power she wielded.

"Not a morning person either.. I respect that."

Astra murmured to the baby, shifting her gaze two her two sleeping human pets, she sighed softly. Thaline’s stomach had grown considerably with her new pregnancy. Astra stepped over to her side of the bed, placing her free hand down onto Thaline's abdomen.

"Slow down, little one."

She spoke softly, casting a faint glow on her fingertips.

"Let your mother's body grow accustomed to you first, before you give her celestial worthy pains."

Thaline stirred slightly under Astra’s touch, a soft groan escaping her lips. Her face was pale and drawn, etched with exhaustion and a lingering fear. She didn’t open her eyes, but her hand instinctively reached out, grasping Astra’s fingers with a **** grip. A silent plea for reassurance, for protection. Astra’s expression remained unreadable as she continued to caress Thaline’s abdomen, her power subtly influencing the growth of the child within. Aerith, on the other hand, remained deeply asleep, her breathing shallow and uneven. She looked fragile and broken, a mere shadow of her former self.

"They're only pets..."

Astra told herself whilst looking at both of them.

Astra released a sigh, withdrawing her hand from Thaline’s abdomen. The subtle glow faded, leaving the room bathed in the soft morning light. She turned her gaze towards Aerith, her expression hardening. A flicker of annoyance crossed her features as she observed the woman’s peaceful slumber. Such weakness… such vulnerability. It grated on her nerves. She approached Aerith’s bedside, her footsteps silent on the plush carpet. Leaning over, she brushed a stray strand of hair from Aerith’s face, her touch surprisingly gentle.

Astra knelt down with their baby in her arm, closely observing Aerith's sleeping face. Leaning in, taking in her scent before standing back up.

Aerith’s expression didn’t change, remaining peaceful in slumber. The faint scent of lilies and something subtly… celestial clung to her skin. Astra straightened, cradling her daughter securely. A strange, almost possessive protectiveness washed over her as she looked from Aerith to the infant in her arms. Two sister vessels, both carrying on her legacy. She walked towards the large window overlooking the kingdom of Órns, her gaze sweeping across the landscape. A cruel smirk played on her lips. Soon, all of this would be hers. All of it would crumble before her might.

"For you, master."

A little light spirit whisped over to Astra, offering a steaming hot mug of black enriched coffee from the southern jungle lands. Astra's golden eyes lit up, immediately accepting the gift. She gave it soft blows before taking a long, burning sip, exhaling hot air in a ball of steam.

"Appreciated."

Astra muttered, pursing her lips with her gaze sweeping over the liquid.

The little light spirit hovered nearby, radiating a quiet contentment at having pleased its mistress. Astra took another sip of the coffee, the bitter liquid warming her from the inside out. She closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the taste. It was a small pleasure, a fleeting moment of tranquility in a world consumed by chaos. She opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping across the room once more, settling on Thaline and Aerith. Then onto their baby, the little gurgling mess was a cutie. A different sight to see in her darkened vision of the world below. Her white tuft and bright blue eyes with golden celestial stars for pupils.

Astra’s gaze lingered on her daughter for a long moment, a flicker of something unreadable in her golden eyes. She shifted the baby slightly, adjusting her hold to ensure the little one was comfortable. A soft hum escaped her lips, a lullaby in a language long forgotten. The room fell into a quiet stillness, broken only by the gentle sounds of Thaline’s breathing and the occasional gurgle from the baby.

Aerith cracked her eyes open, the hazy blues searching the unfamiliar room groggily. She didn't move, her breath hitching as she lay her line of sight on her fragile infant cradled in Astra's arms across the room. Aerith's stomach twisted in displeasure - every fiber of her being screaming inwardly for her to protect her baby from the psychotic angel.

"Lady Astra..."

Aerith quietly spoke as she sat up slowly, placing her feet onto the cool marble floors before standing, revealing her freshly healed body in all it's nude glory. She moved slowly towards Astra and swallowed hard, her heart racing in her chest a mile a minute.

"May I... please hold her..."

Astra's gaze met Aerith, narrowing her golden eyes as she moved away from the window.

"Sit."

She murmured, using her free arm to guide Aerith back on the bed. Carefully, she shifted the baby into the human's arms. As she released her, her slender fingertips traced against the white scruff of the baby's hair. Causing the infant to gurgle softly.

"Food is being made for the two of you."

Astra said, though she was unsure exactly what the feline demi-angel, Ame was cooking. She wasn't even sure if Ame knew how to cook or not.

Aerith cradled the baby close, her hands trembling slightly as she brought the infant to her chest. A wave of relief washed over her, mingled with a lingering fear. She buried her face in the baby’s soft hair, inhaling the sweet scent. A small, fragile smile touched her lips. She looked up at Astra, gratitude shining in her blue eyes.

Aerith cradled the baby close, her hands trembling slightly as she brought the infant to her chest. A wave of relief washed over her, mingled with a lingering fear. She buried her face in the baby’s soft hair, inhaling the sweet scent. A small, fragile smile touched her lips. She looked up at Astra, gratitude shining in her blue eyes.

"With your permission... may we call her Aine? It means radiance..."

Aerith whispered as the infant nuzzled against her breasts, dozing off peacefully with a thumb suckled in her mouth.

Astra raised a brow, turning away with a dismissive hand.

"She is your baby, I don't see why not."

Her other hand covered over her mouth, letting out a slight cough. Astra had been in the mindset of picking possible names, but Aine will do. Narrowing her brow she stepped away, concealing her emotions that the cute baby had pierced through.

"Aine..."

Astra murmured, barely a whisper as it rolled off of her tongue.

'I like it...'

She thought to herself with a short nod.

Thaline tugged the silk covers closer to her face, blocking out the morning light and groaning softly in the back of her throat. Alert movement stretched her already distended belly further as the unborn celestial grew more active in her womb.

"Oh Astra-Sama! I have finished!"

Ame cheerly came in followed by two light spirits carrying trays. The energetic woman had lush pink hair, matching her wings and golden eyes. Her feline ears pointed up like a cat on top of her head whilst her large bushy tail swayed behind her. She wore a kimono with a katana sheathed at her side, her gaze falling on her master, then onto the two humans.

Astra's eye immediately twitched, inspecting the food as the spirits lowered the trays down to her.

"What the hell is this?"

She murmured, her gaze meeting Ame who was looking away from her master.

"Lobsters and biscuits?"

Ame calmly asked, even though she was the one who made it. Visually, it was charcoal burnt bread next to something still clinging to life, it didn't resemble a lobster. It might have been one, before that animal of an demi-angel got to it.

The foul odor of the so called breakfast immediately had Thaline's stomach rolling - clearly leaving much to be desired as the unborn celestial babe was having none of it, let alone the scent.

"I'm gonna be sick..."

The commander reflexively covered her mouth until one of the spirits rapidly fluttered over with a basin and allowed her to puke into it.

Appropriate reaction, considering what was being held on display. Slipping past Ame, Astra knelt down. Placing one hand over Thaline’s back. With an unspoken order, the spherical spirits got the hint and immediately took the food out of the room. Two others were casting some sort of air purity spell in the room, waving their nubs for arms whilst circling in the air.

"Ame. I'll give you, two orders. Firstly, find a person on the surface that can cook. Bring them here, immediately."

Astra paused, her aura beginning to rise as she raised her head to meet Ame's gaze. Ame's smile faltered, her feline ears tilting back.

"Secondly, you'll eat what you just made. All of it. Do not worry, the spirits will keep it nice and warm for you upon your return. You have my word."

Ame’s ears flattened against her head, her cheerful demeanor instantly dissolving into a look of abject terror. She swallowed hard, her gaze darting between Astra and the… questionable meal still lingering.

“Y-yes, Astra-Sama.”

She stammered, bowing deeply. The two spirits continued their purification spell, their tiny forms flitting about the room with frantic energy. A tense silence descended, broken only by Thaline’s ragged breathing and the faint gurgling of the baby in Aerith’s arms.

Thaline slumped back against the pillows, looking a little pale in the face, her breathing somewhat haggard.

"She looks ready to burst."

Aerith said wearily, gazing at her younger sister's massive belly.

"Shut up... you didn't look any better yesterday..."

Thaline muttered.

Astra watched as Ame made haste in her departure. She then sat down in bed next to Thaline. Her hand gently traced against the bloated surface, feeling each kick as the unborn child inside settled down. Her golden gaze locked onto the belly, pursing her lips. A part of her, hidden beneath of the surface, seemed to relish the thought of being a parent. Unveiling a possessive nature that would definitely grown over time.

Astra’s touch was surprisingly gentle, a stark contrast to her usual cold demeanor. She continued to stroke Thaline’s belly, her expression unreadable. A flicker of something akin to curiosity crossed her face as she felt the baby move some more. A small, almost imperceptible smile touched her lips.

"Stop moving so damn much..."

Thaline swore under her breath, a visible outline of the baby's hand pushing at the surface of her belly. A few beads of sweat rushed down her temple and her enlarged gut tensed in a strong contraction underneath Astra's wandering fingers.

Astra snapped her other fingers, little light spirits begins their work. Each one taking their place around Thaline, sitting her up. Fluffing her pillows, massaging her shoulders, a cold wet rag dabbed the sweat away from her forehead. Clearly as the baby inside grew, so did it's impatience. Hunger was its main issue, and Astra’s breasts were leaking in due response. The angel grit her teeth as she shifted closer to Thaline. Golden eyes bearing down on the warrior with one hand coiling softly around the back of her head.

"The baby wants fed. Either you drink, or I'm sure it'll **** labor. Here and now."

Thaline blatantly refused the angel's breast - the thought alone of relying on her captor for sustenance was just fueling her stubborness further. There was no way she'd ever drink another woman's milk. The only one who had that right to nourish her was Dohva... her one true love...

Astra glanced down, seeing another kick press up against Thaline's stomach.

"At this rate, your body hasn't aligned itself with the baby yet. I'll need to cut you open like I did Aerith if that's the case. Unless I stretch you open..."

The angel murmured, her hand tapping thoughtfully against Thaline’s stomach, pondering her options with the stubborn human.

"Please Lady Astra..."

Aerith became the voice of reason between both women.

"...let us not resort to cutting... I am sure we can manage to prepare her to deliver naturally, maybe if we have oil of lavender and hazel buds?"

Aerith hardly finished suggesting the herbs before the many fluttering spirits took off out the window to go searching around the lands for said herbs.

"It will be painful, excruciatingly painful. I cannot offer any healing magic, if that's the case."

Astra raised her gaze to Aerith. Any kind of healing done would just put Thaline back in her normal state of health - prolonging the birthing time in the most annoying way possible. The angel shrugged her shoulders.

"If this is what you both wish."

She paused before standing up. Astra had given her warning and said her peace.

"I'd recommend a water birthing, it is going to be a real mess. At least make her comfortable."

Aerith watched the celestial leave the room, likely to conduct some business of her own whilst the spirits flitted about and helped Thaline up. Her heavy belly pushed downward, having dropped in preparation for the unborn angel moving steadily downwards into her birthing canal.

"...I do not even want this child..."

Thaline hissed under her breath, watching her sister place Aine down in the crib before moving back to her side to help her walk to the marble bathing tub within the bathroom. The spirits already were filling the bath with warm water and herbs that made the room slightly steamy and fragrant.

A spherical spirit floated next to the bathroom with two beams of light. Waving each arm, routing the flow of spirit traffic in and out of the bathroom. Lavenders, check. Flowers, check. A bottle of oil, check. A bottle of ale that had smudged letters that appear as oil, check. They were hopeless, little cheerful creatures that needed endless, bountiful guidance. They kept entering through the windows and exiting all the same.

"Hmmm..."

One spirit hummed thoughtfully while floating in the growing pool of water. It watched as the two humans approached with three other spirits surveying the tub. There were definitely too many to keep track of in this place. One floated up at Aerith, pointing at the stuff the other spirits were still continuously bringing in.

"Ahh?"

It's voice rippled with happiness echoed softly.

"Fuck off..."

Thaline swore at the spirits, hanging her head low once they reached the tub. She braced heavily against Aerith's side, her eyes screwed shut in discomfort just as the faintly sweet smell of her amniotic fluids filled the area. Her water breaking made a small puddle around her feet.

"I shouldn't... should not, have to ever do this damn it..."

She swore some more, her dick shrivelling limply from the pain.

Each spirit spiraled around, dismissing themselves except for a few - disregarding the swearing of them to 'fuck off', the few floated patiently for their next orders. Melodic tones hummed out from the creatures, each one displaying a different kind of emotion.

Astra finally returned after a couple minutes. She knelt down next to the tub, a faint glow pulsed through her hands to sterilize them. Without warning, she took Aerith's hands in her own, just to do the same.

"I believe you know what you'll be doing. Will it be an issue?"

"No issue... I've delivered many children of various species."

Aerith murmured, helping Thaline to get into the tub and relax. Said dragoon commander held on to the edge of the bath, burying her face into her folded arms and rocking her tense hips desperately to alleviate the pain and discomfort.

"I do not think she's going to dilate very fast..."

Aerith deduced, dipping her sterilized hand into the water and probing between her younger sister's thighs. Thaline visibly tensed at the uncomfortable sensation.

"Yeah..."

Astra sighed, pressing her back against the wall before sitting on the marbel edge. She observed Aerith with a critical eye motioning for her spirits to aid in every way possible.

"Angels are born incredibly fast. Far too fast for any mortal's body to adjust to... unless their bodies grow used to it a few times beforehand."

Astra mused, leaning forward on her raised knee. She observed as the spirits lowered themselves near Thaline. One began to rest on her stomach, weightless, fluttering its small wings over the water. Small ripples mixed the oils in the water with a bit of purity magic. Keeping the water sterile from anything harmful.

The warm water lapped at Thaline's body, doing little to ease the discomfort blooming in her tailbone and gut. The silence stretched on in between the change of her breathing until Aerith's stomach growled audibly, disrupting the peace.

"Apologies... it's been a while..."

She'd not really had a decent meal in the last few days since being captured. She'd barely survived off of water and ale that Astra had permitted her to drink occasionally.

Astra waved over a spirit with her brow narrowing.

"Find Ame, and let me know if that feline is stalling."

She ordered in a hushed whisper. The spirit sprung to action, leaving the bathroom immediately. Astra's breasts were still dripping the golden colouref celestial milk.

"The offer still stands, for you as well pet, unless you have too much pride not to. It'll be enough sustenance until that animal brings a chef back for you both."

Aerith glanced at her laboring sister, hesitating before taking the angel up on her offer. She lifted her hands up to Astra's breast, cradling the large pillowy flesh before closing her lips around the puffy nipple. The thick syrupy consistency filled her mouth, leaving a subtle sweetness on the tongue as she began suckling the celestial's nourishing output.

Astra kept her gaze averted, feeling a strange burning flush creep across her face while holding Aerith by the back of her head. Gentle fingers coiled through Aerith's soft short white locks as faint gasps escaped from Astra's pursed lips. She briefly set her eyes on Thaline, watching her in place of Aerith. She shifted herself into a more comfortable position with her thong beginning to stretch. The angel moved her leg over the growing shaft, silencing it under her own warm flesh.

"Damn... take in your fill then, as much as you need..."

She murmured in a low moan, just now realizing just how hungry her pet human truly was.

Thaline grit her teeth, the audible sound of her sister vulgarly sucking off of the celestial was an impure taint to her ears. Her grip on the tub lining tightened to the point of her knuckles turning ghost white, the strain on her face was apparent with a bulging vein showing in her neck.

Astra raised her other breast, shifting Aerith like a hungry child onto the next. The shifting brought the angel closer to Thaline, but it also brought Aerith onto Astra’s lap. Her hardening cock pressed all too eagerly against her straining thong, forcing itself free to meet against the human's leg.

Astra lowered one hand into the tub, snatching Thaline’s hand by ****. She stared at the warrior struggling with the pressure inside.

"Channel your pain before you pop a blood vessel."

She ordered in a low sultry gasp. Aerith's suckling was arousing her in the most inopportune moment possible.

Thaline ripped her hand free of Astra's grasp, exhaling heavily as the heated flush spread across her face and down her shoulders and neck.

"Do not touch me."

She hissed darkly.

Astra's hefty cock pressed warmly against Aerith. Sighing softly, she ran her hand under Aerith's chin. Slowly detaching her from her breast, her thumb trailed over her chin, wiping away the strands of golden milk leaking from her sweet lips.

'Such a good girl...'

Astra thought inwardly.

"I need to help your sister... if you wish for more of my milk once we finish, I'll... let you continue then... as much as you'd like."

Astra offered, meeting Aerith's slightly glazed over eyes.

The celestial's potent milk was like a **** to humans - relaxing Aerith considerably to the point that she wanted more. However, she listened to Astra whisper further in her ear before nodding in a faint daze and then sashaying back into the bedroom to look after their infant daughter.

"I do not need your help."

Thaline interjected dryly. She didn't look like she could put up much of a fight though. Especially with how close together the painful contractions were slamming into her.

Astra eyed Aerith as she left, memorizing the sway of her wide hips before turning her gaze back onto Thaline. Standing up, her cock was rock hard with a lubricant being rubbed onto it by her glowing hand.

"I've tried the more 'peaceful' methods for you."

Her thong was taken off, the spherical spirits whisping away from the bathroom. She stepped into the tub, sitting down on her knees up against Thaline from behind. Her massive cock fell against the warriors back and between her ass cheeks.

"I'll do this my way, but 'all natural', as promised."

"I do not consent to this!"

Thaline growled, shifting her hips slightly forward. A low groan built up in the back of her throat as an unbearable pressure sunk lower in her both hips.

Astra let out a soft hum, her hands exploring over Thaline's voluptuous ass like two beautiful melons. Lube dripped and covered her back, soaking her ass further in the process.

"So stubborn. Here I thought you had fully submitted to me."

Astra murmured, pulling back herself, only for her large menacing tip to press up against Thaline’s virgin asshole. The celestial lube aided in her settled push into the unexplored regions.

"Now, be a good pet and accept your master's help."

Thaline clenched up tightly around the invading tip, a strangled grunt escaping her lips.

"...fuck no... fuck no... fuck no... fuck!"

The dragoon commander tried to move forward but there was nowhere to go with her massive belly sagging heavily against the bottom of the tub and her knees partially numb from having been laboring in this position for the better part of an hour.

One arm wrapped under Thaline’s breasts, then another over them. She squeezed them together as Astra pulled the warrior up until her back met up against the angel's leaking breasts. Her cock drove up into forbidden territory, pushing deeper with each pump.

"So... good... you... you need to take responsibility, for your sister's actions... so take it... all of it..."

Astra breathed heavily into Thaline’s ear, shoving the massive girth up further with minor resistance. Her swollen balls smacked lewdly up against Thaline’s cunt, bits of lube splashing against the glory hole.

Thaline's ass ached, but her anal discomfort was nothing compared to the next contraction. She cried out throatily, her body instinctively pushing with the wave of pain. This caused her ass to clench even tighter around the celestial's battering ram of a cock.

Astra's cock throbbed, trying to fight against the growing tightness of her pet's ass. Being careful in the process, any harder and she might end up breaking the human. She was locking down on her cock like some sort of life line. She could feel movement from the opposite hole as Thaline’s body began the process of pushing.

Thaline's vision blurred briefly as the top of the head began to bulge and slowly crown. A bit of crimson blood tainted the water but she held the next push even longer - her tough years of training gave her the resolve to persevere through the pain.

"It's. Coming."

She gasped out haggardly to Astra.

Astra slowed herself, basically stopping while stuck inside of the warrior.

"Aerith, your presence is needed. Spirits, filter the water!"

She called out. Sitting back, she pulled Thaline back with her, making the human sit on her lap - cock buried deep in her ass. A little spirit sprung itself into action by sitting in the water. It began pulling in the red liquid, its mouth then opening with a wave a fresh clear water, a natural purity rushing out like a stream.

"If you weren't so damn tight..."

Astra grumbled, her cock throbbing excitedly.

Aerith entered the bathroom, washed her hands first and then knelt at the tub, pushing Thaline's legs further apart. She could make out the bulging head already nearly emerging.

"She's doing great, the head is almost out."

Aerith said softly, dipping her hands into the water to press expertly around Thaline's stretched folds - eliciting a pained groan from her sister's mouth.

Astra clenched her jaw, with Thaline held back - her head between her leaking breasts, her cock kept twitching, with all the sudden new movements inside and Thaline’s tight cavity Astra could not resist.

"I'm about to cum..."

The angel murmured in a soft moan, appearing almost sorry for Thaline for what was about to happen.

"Don't you fucking dare... uhhhhhhh..."

Thaline's objection traversed into a deep groan, her toes curling into the bath as she pushed again, unintentionally milking the angel's monstrous girth inside of her ass.

"Here it comes, the head is emerging. Pant through it Thals!"

Aerith coached her sister.

Astra's cock pulsed with wave after wave of wasted seed, filling Thaline's ass and stomach to its absolute limits before searching for the next available area to fill. She could feel her balls pulsing down a size with each spurt, and with her asshole blocked off, there was only one place left with the surging seed to go. The added bulge inside aides in the push of their baby.

Astra clung onto Thaline as she emptied her hefty supply, savoring the forbidden act. Her hand immediately coiled over Thaline’s mouth, raising her head upward. Refusing to allow the cum a path to escape.

"Swallow. **** it down."

Thaline's throat burned hotly, her air passage being obstructed as she coughed up a few globs of the seed before managing to swallow down the rest back into her gut. During this struggle, the infant slid free in two more **** pushes - wriggling in Aerith's arms.

The newborn's cry was a strong one, capturing the room's attention as Thaline slumped back against Astra, her mouth gaping and now uncovered. Her lips glistened with the residue of her master's celestial seed.

Astra breathed heavily, feeling her cock soften inside of Thaline. Layers of golden white began oozing out, settling at the bottom of the tub. Her arms held around Thaline, with one hand venturing into her sweaty white hair. Astra's arm spaced out in front of Thaline’s breasts.

"Lay the babe here.. let it suckle on her breasts."

The angel whispered softly, burying her chin within Thaline’s hair. Her gaze shifted up at Aerith and the newborn.

Aerith carefully untangled the umbilical cord from around her new niece's leg before moving forward to lay the crying baby against Thaline's chest. The commander reflexively lifted a hand up to cradle the child, but her obsidian eyes remained cold and distant.

Astra's hands began to glow, a soft hum against the flesh causing Thaline's stomach's bulge to lower - dumping out the pregnancy fluids and healing her internal organs from the rough scene. It wouldn't be long until the angel freed herself, picking up Thaline with the baby in the process. She held her like some fragile princess, a drying spell was cast on her body before placing her on the bed. She watched as their baby latched onto Thaline’s breast with a relentless hunger.

The spherical spirits went about cleaning the tub, devouring all the traces of blood, amniotic fluids and after birth hungrily before polishing the marble surfaces.

From the crib, Aine was curled up on her belly, her small celestial wings glowing with a near translucent sparkle to them, twitching occasionally as she slept.

"Surely we aren't just expected to have bastard children for you."

Thaline muttered defiantly in exhaustion. She looked overall quite pale and held an icy detachment for her own newborn nursing at her breast.

Astra pursed her lips before shaking her head. She couldn't imagine herself creating a massive family anytime soon... these two daughters were simply a means to break in her new pets.

"I'll could birth you a child, then..."

She paused, taking a seat at the foot of the bed, pondering her thoughts as if she was unsure on what to actively have them do. She was questioning her own answer in the process. The angel only expected them to follow her orders - her shoulders cracked as she leaned back against her hands on the bed, her golden gaze meeting Thaline with curiosity.

"Tell me mortal, what do you expect me to do with you both?"

There was nothing like good old opinions to help the uncertain angel.

"I've no desire for you to harbor the fruit of my loin."

Thaline responded bitterly.

"And I just wish to take care of Aine."

Aerith answered after her sister. They both knew they couldn't truly be given freedom, but at the very least Aerith was playing on the side of keeping her only child safe. Motherhood might have been new to her and the experience as to how she'd come to be with child - a harsh one, but that didn't change the fact that Aine was innocent in all of this.

The angel didn't seem to be phased by either of their answers. She glanced up at Aerith, the drugging effects of her milk long passed.

"Then take note, I will not be expecting anymore young. Not at this moment anyway."

Astra sighed softly, detached from their humanly emotions.

"I will expect you both to mother those two. Though, lastly. What are either of your specialties and magical elements?"

She asked. If she wasn't going to breed them harshly, she might aswell put a new use to them.

"Fire. I'm a blacksmith to boot."

Aerith murmured, rubbing gently between Aine's shoulderblades. The babe's wings shivered slightly but she remained asleep.

"Like I'd tell you."

Thaline scoffed, unlatching her own newborn babe from her breast and giving her to Aerith coldly. She couldn't stand the leeching feeling of nursing her captor's brat.

Astra stood up, a cleaver made of light shimmered to life in her hand. The angel twirled it gracefully between her fingers. The detached expression on her face said it all as the blade struck down next to Thaline's head, slipping from her grasp 'accidentally'.

"I do not believe I have a use for dead weight - perhaps you should reconsider your words."

Her patience was waring thin when it came to this human pet.

Thaline scoffed softly, pushing up weakly on the palms of her hands.

"Go on then, make my day."

The commander muttered. Living as a **** or a 'pet' per say was not how she envisioned her life playing out.

Astra narrowed her gaze, pursing her lips at Thaline's little resistance. Not even **** would save the warrior from this day to day ****.

"Have, you thought about why I have so many spirits roaming around my mansion?"

She asked earnestly, approaching Thaline, seductively climbing onto the bed. Her hand coiled around the handle of her cleaver.

"Give it one, good thought. I'm sure you haven't seen the same one twice now."

"Enslaved souls no doubt."

Thaline answered dryly, sitting up slightly more to render a display of strength even at her weakest. Her nipples were rock hard, dripping pearlescent beadlets of milk that raced down the chiseled outline of her well defined abdomen.

"Anyone I kill, they come back to me. Whether I cast the enslavement markings on them or not."

Astra explained with much inner satisfaction without actually showing it. Her cleaver vanished into the palm of her hand, while guiding her other hand onto Thaline’s cheek.

"So, do you believe your little crew of soldiers are currently resting in peace? It's not like the souls of Órns have an actual heavenly place to go."

She paused, tracing her hand up into Thaline’s hair, giving her time to register what's being said.

"Eight of them, am I correct?"

Thaline's obsidian black eyes darkened if possible right before she lunged, wrapping both hands around Astra's throat and squeezing with surprising strength for someone who'd just used all of their energy to bring life into the world.

"...you insidious bitch..."

Astra remained still, their eyes locking together. Her hands reached up to coil around Thaline's wrists.

*Crunch*

Bone fragments splintered out of Thaline’s flesh with blood spraying across her face. The angel didn't smile, nor was she amused doing what she just did.

"It's about time you show some fire in that spirit of yours."

Astra murmured, pushing herself on top of Thaline, shaming her shattered wrists up against the bed head.

After giving birth to a celestial child, the shattered wrists were a minor pain scale to the dragoon commander, though it still did make her stomach twist in discomfort. The metallic stench of her blood clouded her own senses.

"Lady Astra..."

Aerith murmured wearily, cradling her niece and getting off the bed to avoid the infant being jostled around further from Astra's intentions.

Astra didn't shift her gaze onto Aerith, although she did narrow her stare at Thaline. A faint glow left her hands, healing the warrior's wrists in a near instant. The angel didn't let go though, not even in the slightest. A vague mercy that quickly made itself known in response to Aerith speaking.

"What is it?"

She asked in a softer tone.

"Thaline has never done well with authority..."

Aerith carefully lay her sister's newborn into the crib next to Aine before lifting a pinky and flexing it suggestively.

"...however... in the many years I've known my sister... if there's one thing that mellows her out, it's having her knob polished frequently until she's putty in your hands..."

Aerith divulged, if only to lesson Thaline's punishment. She was basically ratting the commander out - a weakness for being led astray by her own dick. A bit of a nymphomaniac if ever there was one.

The angel didn't speak right away, pondering Aerith's words with utmost consideration. Astra had offered to birth a child for Thaline, perhaps. Her golden gaze lowered, Thaline’s limp cock held down beneath the massive girth of her own in this position. Slowly, her hands were sliding down the human's arms, her touch surprisingly gentle. Leaning forward, she kissed against the sweaty skin before lowering further, going down to her breasts, continuing her journey south.

"I have no issues doing this, if it makes her behave."

Astra murmured in a hushed whisper. One hand lowered down to Thaline's balls, swollen heavily due to not cumming in days. Her pink lips wrapped around the tip of Thaline's limp cock. Astra's own cock began to twitch to life as well.

Thaline's dark eyes narrowed, a ripple of goosebumps erupting across her torso as she slanted her gaze downward and watching the high and mighty celestial giving her head. She involuntarily shuddered, her nipples peeking up even harder as her shaft swelled to life in Astra's wet mouth.

Astra looked up at Thaline from below, shifting her scarlet hair to the side. Her tongue swirled around the tip, extending past her lips around the growing flesh. She pulled it out, holding it with one hand as she began kissing the bottom of her cock. She left long hefty smooches against her balls, leaving behind large pink lipstick prints across the surface before welcoming Thaline’s shaft back into her mouth. It was scary just how experienced she was in giving god-like treatment to a penis~

Thaline's hand reflexively moved to the back of Astra's head, applying a forceful shove in a downward motion. She made the celestial swallow her impressive nine inches up to the hilt as her dark eyes clouded slightly with lust.

Astra's gaze glinted with a hint of a challenge. Taking on her penis with no gag reflex, the angel tightened her own throat. Brief hard sucks between tongue swirls - filling the room with lewd sucking noises as the angel got to work on the stubborn human. Astra's nipples began to harden with her hands instinctively tracing against her own nipples, squeezing out small bits of her golden milk.

A low growl rumbled in Thaline's throat as she leaned back, allowing Astra to fully encompass her. Her hands gripped the angel's hair, tugging gently as she surrendered to the sensation. The rhythmic pulsing of Astra's throat against her shaft was intoxicating, a stark contrast to the cold dominance she’d experienced moments before. A moan escaped her lips, quickly stifled as she focused on the pleasure building within her.

Astra reveled in the audible response from Thaline. Her golden eyes looked up, meeting the human's gaze with a heated intensity. The angel's hands moved from her own chest to Thaline's thighs, digging her nails into the firm muscle as she bobbed her head with increased fervor. Every suckle, every lick, every moan that vibrated against Thaline's flesh was a calculated move to break down the warrior's defenses. Astra's own body responded to the act, her core tightening as she tasted the saltiness of Thaline's pre-cum, a preview of what was to come.

The room filled with the sounds of wet, sloppy suction as Astra worked Thaline's cock with skilled precision. The angel's golden eyes never wavered from Thaline's, holding her captive in a gaze that was both domineering and inviting. Astra's hands slid from Thaline's thighs to grip her hips, pulling her deeper into her throat with each thrust. The angel's own arousal was evident, her chest heaving and nipples straining against the open air.

Astra's dominance over Thaline was clear, yet she allowed the human a moment of control, letting her set the pace. The angel's own body was a symphony of desire, her golden milk leaking from her heavy breasts, dripping onto the bed beneath them. Astra's tongue worked in tandem with her lips, creating a vortex of pleasure around Thaline's cock. Each pull, each suck was a deliberate act, designed to push the warrior closer to the edge.

Astra pulled back, releasing Thaline's cock from the hot, wet cavern of her mouth with an audible pop. A teasing glint in her golden eyes, she reached up, her hands slick with her own golden milk, and enveloped Thaline's shaft between her massive, heaving breasts. The warmth and softness of her divine flesh engulfed the human's cock, leaving just the tip peeking out from the top of her cleavage.