Kazuma X Darkness (Part 1: Pre-Date Jitters)

A certain adventurer was pacing just outside his mansion.

Moving cogs, plans in motion, schemes all realised... nothing made him feel prepared. His heart was thumping like crazy at the idea of a real date with Darkness. Sure, he'd been on dates but... they were always normally just extended hang outs with one person. This felt like the kind of date he saw on TV. To the point where he'd insisted on doing all the rituals he'd seen, such as being the one to 'pick up' his date from 'her house'.

So he knocked on the door.

The few seconds he had to wait felt eternal. But soon enough the dark outside was illuminated by a radiant golden light.

"Holy shit."

Darkness was not one for liberal outfits these days. Her freedom to be normal no matter the thing she wore made her feel liberated. So it shouldn't have been a surprise that she wore such a powerful dress, but damn did it not still knock him off his feet.

Her hair was down, cascading elegantly off her shoulders while still framing her body beautifully, helped by a dark grey feathery boa draping around her neck. The dress itself was almost pure black, but with the amount of skin showing through the thin material it was hard to tell. The gown's straps went over her shoulders to then cup her fantastic cleavage, but only enough to cover the majority of the centre of her breasts. Side boob spilled out on both sides, yet still having plenty to push together nicely. The stomach was technically covered, but by the thinnest material it looked like it had been cut out, only slightly darkening her porcelain skin and showing off her abs quite nicely by defining the contours. Then finally the skirt itself had a large slit down the right side, showing off a single well shaped leg and buttock, while the rest of the pure black material seemed to shoot straight down like a massive censor bar all the way around her, really making you look at her leg.

"Kazuma?"

He just stared at her, slack jawed and blushing, "...bout four hundred..." He mumbled.

"What?"

"What?" He blinked out of it, not even remembering what question he thought he was answering, "Sorry. Yes, date! Kazuma here to date up my stunning pick!" He beamed awkwardly, trying to get back into the words he had rehearsed but not able to form words good.

Darkness didn't mind though, giggling lightly at his words, "Well, I'm here. Waiting by the entrance as your homeland's rituals dictated." She said while walking through to the outside, closing the door behind her. Now here they were, standing out in the open air admiring each other. It was rapidly becoming quite dark in the evening, the wintery nights coming to a close to bring a chilled spring breeze around their feet.

“Okay, so.” Kazuma clapped his hands together, trying to get the momentum back. But with nothing said next they both let the awkward pause hang. “Okay, so.” He clapped his hands again, trying to think of what to say next. “So so so…”

“Kazuma? Are you broken?”

He cringed at himself, wiping a bud of sweat off his brow. “...look, I’ve never been on a proper proper date like this before…”

She blinked at him, “Oh! You’re nervous!” Darkness pointed making him cringe harder, somehow making the conversation worse. “Sorry! I just… I guess I thought you were regretting asking me out. Nervousness is almost a relief.”

With a slight frown, Kazuma pointed back, “My only regret, Lalatina, is that I wasn’t able to scrub up as good as you.” Kazuma grilled, drinking in her full body without any fear of being called a perv. “I know I said to wear a low cut dress, but BA-DAYUMN! You're absolutely poste-no, classic painting worthy! Can’t believe I’ve had the pleasure of being inside this literal art.”

She blushed, giving him a little twirl and bounce of her body as he lecherously stared. “I’m very glad to hear you like it. I got Xara’s spider-weaver to make it especially for tonight. The softness of the fabric is divine.” Her hand grabbed his and guided it to her breast, an invitation which he took wholeheartedly. Squeezing the pliable dress and making the blonde moan out happily.

“...mmhmm, v-very soft…” He gulped, having to slap himself in the face with his other hand in order to release her. “NO! We’re in date mode! Sex after. Date mode now!”

Darkness giggled at his actions, pleased she could still tantalise him so. “Sorry Kazuma. You just look so handsome in your blazer, I’m finding it hard… to resist you.”

On the other side of the date, was Kazuma's outfit. A pretty traditional 'man date' mode of dress, he wore a white untucked shirt with no tie, a dark grass green blazer and matching pants, and a nice pair of brown shoes with a matching belt. She felt like he'd never looked more scrubbed up and presentable, he was feeling like he should undo a few more buttons as a sign of union with her cleavage.

After a few seconds, the two shared an electric embrace of a passionate kiss. Partly trying to get it out of their systems with one solid make out. It didn’t work, if anything it made them hotter, but their reservation at the restaurant was soon and, as Kazuma said, sex could wait until after.

He shook and slapped his face. “Christ. We live with an army of Succubae, but that body of yours drains the life out of me more than any of them.” With one final slap that was hard enough to leave a mark on his face, he turned to me. Bleeding from the nose but putting on his gallant face. "You going to be warm enough?"

"Don't worry. It's normal for me to always feel warm when I'm near you."

Kazuma reached out his arm while turning to face the path. “Well then, shall we be going, m’dear? Michelangelo's awaits!”

Smiling back, she took his extended arm and nodded. “We shall.”

The posh act lasted about two minutes of them leaving the mansion before eager hands were exploring each other again. A simple walk to their first location was probably going to take them twice as long, but neither were particularly caring of their lateness.

Though what we both missed was a blue haired face pouting at us sadly from a higher window…

Inside, Aqua sighed.

Sylvia took the first shift in trying to make her feel better, "Come now, we can't have you moping around all evening." She smiled, rubbing Aqua's back and taking her away from the window. "What would you usually do for fun on a night like tonight?"

The goddess thought, then looked sad again, "...have drinks with Kazuma and Darkness..."

"Drinks it is then!" Kerebryl loudly exclaimed. Somehow already walking in to the main parlour with a crate of wine bottles and crashing them next to where Sena was sitting at the table. "Among many other things, I was briefly a bartender when I was alive. I can make you a drink that'll knock your socks off your feet and send them crying to mother!"

The secretary blinked in confusion, "M-my socks?"

"Though her metaphor game needs work, I believe the point is you're going to have a fun night." Saffron reassured. Landing a flowery crown atop the goddess' hair. "You said there were other's on their way?"

One final sigh escaped Aqua's lips. Kazuma had talked to her about how important it was he have some alone time with Darkness to enact his plan, but some part of her just felt shitty that he couldn't include her too. Being left out was not something she enjoyed after all those heavenly angel parties she had to crash... But looking around, she could see that there was a whole party of people here who wanted to spend time with her, plus the grassy one was right, there were more on their way!

"Yeah, a few more." Aqua nodded, getting up and walking over to where the drinks were being poured, "Tifa, Aerith, and Wiz should be on their way now. Oh! And Xara."

The room froze.

As one would expect with senses so sharp, Aqua didn't notice at all. Instead just grabbing the wine glass from the zombie's shaking hand and obliviously drinking it down as she didn't notice how every monster girl was wide eyed and stunned at the name. They quickly looked over to Sylvia who was beginning to sweat. Looking absolutely stunned to the spot like she'd just witnessed a **** of a ghost of a long lost relative.

"...w-what... what did you say, Aqua?"

The goddess was still didn't notice the heavy mood, going on to her second glass of wine, "Xara. Queen of the Succubus. She smells kinda weird, but you get used to it cause she's super nice." She began chugging as the monsters all began to move towards the panicking Sylvia. Grabbing her hand and reassuring her as her entire world was thrown into chaos. They sat the tall woman down onto the floor as it looked like she was going into a panic attack.

Sena wasn't as unaware, looking rather concerned. "I don't understand? Are you all at war with Xara?"

With a shake of her head, Bova huffed, "I wish."

"Hey! Here she comes now! You should meet her!" Aqua suddenly said while looking out the window, opening up the large frames while waving at the shadowy bat creature quickly getting larger. "HEY! XARA! GLAD YOU COULD MAKE IT!"

Chiana's tail rattled in danger, "So soon?!"

"Sylvia! It's going to be alright!"

"Just breathe!"

"I-I haven't seen her for so long!" said Sylvia, practically hyperventilating. "It's too soon! What do I say?! W-what if, oh god, oh no..."

"Hm? What's wrong with you?" Aqua finally twigged, looking back from the window with a raised eyebrow.

A frowning red lamia looked over at her with concern, "Aqua, you remember how we explained Sylvia's past? Specifically as to how she joined the Demon King?"

"Huh? Uhh, yeah I think so. You fell in love with some guy who you couldn't be with until you changed your body into a monster, then couldn't find him again after you sold your soul to the Demon King, or something, right?"

"Almost right. But it wasn't some guy..."

"It was me."

Everyone shot around to see the Queen of the Succubae standing in the window. She slowly walked through into the mansion proper, a few Succubae following her in while carefully staying behind her. Xara kept her eyes on Sylvia though. The dark skinned woman just staring both in awe and in near tears at the powerful and tall woman standing there. The person who she'd changed her whole life for, yet never saw again. The one that she'd tried to track down for decades, only to be turned away at every opportunity. Now just gazing down at her crumpled form with an upturned nose and a disgusted look on her face.

"So you finally found me again Sylvia, you traitorous swine."