Why pick a side? (Pink Trigger's Power >3999)

By this point in my conquest against Gaap, you must understand: I've come into this route fully prepared. I know exactly what I want and the best way to obtain it. At various points, you've seen me use my Pink Trigger bullets, my Pink Trigger glasses, and my new mastery of Pink Portals, borrowed handily from Gaap herself. To fully enjoy my time with Gaap, I must combine all of my magic. A fine lady like Gaap, the 33rd ranked demon earl of hell, deserves no less. We are in the presence of nobility, gentlemen.

First, the portal magic. I've now ensnared Gaap... Her upper body is with me and her lower body is with George. This part may seem familiar to those of you who have extensively combed over my work to this point. If you have, to you, I tip my hat. Well... I don't have a hat. I'll tip Gaap's hat.

"Demon fashion is expensive, boy... Mind how you're messing with it."

Ah. Right. Gaap doesn't understand my powers yet, nor does she know my name. For this last time, the perfect time, I want her to know it. Greetings, Gaap.

I dodged a portal beneath my feet; it had been opened by Gaap out of annoyance.

Greetings, Gaap. I am Hip, a demon earl of hell, much like yourself. I'm here to show you... a miracle of love.

"The only miracle is going to be if I don't kill you in the next 10 seconds."

Well, I should hope I have a little longer than that, at least... But more importantly, pay attention. The magic show is about to begin... First off, I brought out my revolver and coolly loaded in six bullets. That wasn't making her sweat just yet... she was probably thinking about how easy it would be to make portals for whichever bullets came for her head and redirect them in my direction. Sweet Gaap... we're far beyond that level of trickery.

In a sort of Rube Goldberg machine of portals, I fired each of my shots into the nether-realm, one after another, their directions a complete mystery. They whizzed about the air, not unlike those stake sisters, but with a far less apparent trajectory, if I may be allowed to brag. Finally, they hit their targets... One of my anti-vestment bullets hit Gaap's lower body, knocking free that pesky skirt she wore.

At this point, you may be wondering if I spared another 5 bullets just for her shoes and socks. No, we'll leave those where they are. Instead, I hit George five times. You might be picturing his gruesome ****, shot in the courtyard five times by a demon he didn't even see. No such thing! He was simply reduced to stark nudity.

Except for the glasses, of course. That part was important.

Ignoring the cries of confusion coming from his direction, I held my empty gun into the air and flicked it like a magician's handkerchief. I smiled a smug little smirk as the gun transformed into the Pink Glasses, which you, dear reader, may remember from previous exploits. With these, I can see through George's eyes and control him if necessary. Now, in this garden of roses, with George as naked as Adam in the garden of Eden, I will reveal to you my rosebud.

Gaap watched in indignation as I exposed my cock, grabbed hold of her pigtails, then began to thrust towards her face. No, no, now is not the time for another prolonged magical inter-dimensional cock adventure! You might have a portal waiting for my cock...

But what about George's?

In that moment, George's penis entered deep into Gaap's pussy. I'd aligned it perfectly... With my hands on Gaap's pigtails and my cock in her mouth, using this VR-like technology, I had George's hands on her ass and his penis in her slit. Now, Gaap, we can begin the noble-lady's spit roast that I've been dreaming of and practicing for so long.

It wasn't easy, at first. Just because my initial gambit had gone off didn't mean Gaap was done fighting. I was **** to weave my cock in and out of dimensions... many times, my cock became lost in the darkness, only to be rescued at the last minute. There are probably countless fragments where that noble adventurer was lost to the void. By some miracle, however, I returned it where it belonged: inside Gaap's face.

But then, the double trouble of saving George's penis! That penis is a virgin, it must be said, and I'm using it remotely! You, dear reader, must praise me for how skillfully I conducted myself, hiding that penis in my own pocket dimension until her guard was dropped, before resuming its virile thrust against the inside of Gaap's pussy.

Eventually, the resistance stopped. What was there to resist? This wasn't magic of torment or hatred... This was magic of love. The two of us were respecting Gaap as fully as one can respect a woman, loving both her charming mouth and her lavacious womanhood in unison. The gold coloration around us implied that other humans probably wouldn't see our activities, but if they could, all they'd need to do is look out a window into the rose garden to see Gaap's disembodied lower half being plowed by Ushiromiya George. Not just that; I had no need to hide behind the bushes any more. I'd brought her front half out into the courtyard as well, so that I could watch both sides being fully serviced while George and I did our work.

I heard her slobbering out some words around my cock. I wasn't about to take it out, so I told her she'd have to make do with a hand gesture. Was it going to be a raised middle finger? That would be in character...

Instead, she raised one finger with the thumb and pointing fingers pinched, extending the three other fingers into the air. She was saying... "Okay," or "Nice!" I've done it! I've come up with a sexual technique worthy of the noble Gaap!

"What... sort of illusion is this...!?"

Oh, George. This is no illusion. We two survived this route and this is our Golden Land. Now, let's release together, all three of us! Let's end this pioneering new spit-roasting technique that I've developed using Gaap's magic!

One!

Two!

Ah, George you messed up your timing...

Only kidding. It's not possible for George to cum with any less than perfect timing, because I'm controlling his dick, you see. The two of us pumped Gaap full from either side, as her breasts bounced parallel to her ass, both facing magically the same direction. I saw her eyes squint shut and her face flush... an "mmmmmmm" noise sounded from around my cock. See? Naughty Gap Gap, you've been fighting me in all of these magic battles and destroying me over and over... George, you haven't been cooperating very well either! But we all had a pretty good time, didn't we?!

I ordered George to cum with me a few more times, replenishing myself with the Pink Trigger for extra pep, before finally removing my cock from Gaap's mouth.

"Boy... No, Hip... I see now why they made you an earl now..."

I felt very smug in this moment. Satisfied. See there? If everyone in the story would just accept my love, things would be so much easier.

"What you did with portals just then... Well, I guess you based it on my magic, but it was good. Very good!"

Thank you, thank you.

"Aaah, but you see... I am on the cutting edge of fashion. My magic is a part of that, you know?"

Hm? Am I supposed to apologize for studying the beautiful Gaap for so long that I absorbed her techniques? I cannot.

"My point is, I can't have you being the new portal master. But don't worry! I'm going to get a lot of use out of the advancements you've made. You've majorly leveled up my boy-hunting game!"

Boy hunting? But... But I thought we had something... Even George was coming around, I think. Maybe. I can't read his mind just because I'm controlling him.

At some point my cock had been snared by another portal. It was like a marriage ring to Gaap at this point. I felt like my cock would never be safe again. It was chained to the memory of her now.

Please, Gaap. I love you, but this is the perfect route. I don't think I can get back here to one so splendid again... or it could take eons. You admit that I've given you the best sex of your life, right?

"Of course, Hip... And think about how many more times I'm going to get to enjoy it with all sorts of other hunky guys~"

No! I don't want to think about that. Damn it, my Ultimate Gaap Spit-Roasting Technique Featuring George is the product of countless deaths! What feels like an eternity was spent trying to find out some way to protect myself, protect my dick, protect George's dick, throughout all of this against the most intelligent and cunning foe I've ever faced! If I die now, I can be satisfied, I'm destined to die anyway... but don't tell me the undying, potentially immortal Gaap is going to use my technique with all sorts of fantasy characters I don't know the names or faces of after I pass away!!

"Bingo~!"

Ah!

Ah...

As I felt my dick punished for what may have been the 999999th time during this conquest of Gaap, I knew love may forever evade me with this one.

She wants to love, not to be loved.

But I'll still try again in the future, Gaap. The great thing about immortality is that we can share it. And as long as my love for you never fades either, I can come back here...