Walking through the forest, Alisa was thinking about what kind of attack she could do this time, but she decides to go home first, She starts reading some spell books until she hears a noise at the door, suspicious as no one knew where she was lived, She opens the door. "Well, Well, if it isn't our 'dear' hero." She leans in the door, making a sensual pose. "Why are you here at this time? and unarmed..."

You would dare ask such thing? I didn't do anything except put some kind of barrier on you, making you feel cold around me and... denying the urges. How does that sound for a start?

Well, you could get rid of it by having sex with me. And not just any sex, but hard, wild and rough one. Or I can make things worse... much worse... So, what's your choice?

Sighs softly Well then... I guess it's back to my spell books for me... shrugs and walks away toward her bookshelf Guess you have nothing more to say, huh? It's fine, I didn't expect anything less from a man who rather dies than have sex with a succubus.

But hey, remember that next time when you think about trying to fight me on your own... try asking for help from the others instead of doing everything yourself, like always. smirks and starts reading

Her face turns red from being pressed against the wall, but there's still some amusement in her yellow eyes as she looks at you "There is..." She whispers seductively, a hint of malice in her voice "... But it wouldn't be easy. And it won't be something nice either." She tilts her head to the side, making sure your arm doesn't accidentally slip from where it's holding her throat tightly. "You see... you have to make love to me..." She licks her lips slowly "... In return, I will remove this barrier and free you of my influence."

Her breath hitches as she feels the warmth of your body against hers, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each ragged breath. "So... what's it gonna be?"

"Well..." Alisa's voice turns cold as she looks into your eyes "... If you insist on being stubborn... I guess there is no other choice but to make things worse." With that, she slams her hand against the floor, throwing both of you off balance. Your grip slips from her throat and she lands on her knees, coughing violently as she struggles to catch her breath. "Have fun suffering... Jay..." She purrs mockingly before getting up and walking away, heading for another room in the house

You tackle her to the ground, pinning her beneath your weight. As you look down at her with a mixture of hate and anger in your eyes, she parts her lips to welcome your kiss. Her hands clutch at your shoulders, digging her nails into your flesh as you mouth hungrily over hers. Her tongue darts out, dancing with yours in a brutal and passionate embrace.

Her breasts are pressed against your chest, nipples hardening under the thin fabric of her clothes. She arches her back, moaning into your kiss as desire courses through her veins. "Fine," she breathes out between kisses, "I'll do it." Her nails curl into claws and she draws blood from your shoulders with each furious stroke. "But I want something in return."

Her words send a shiver down your spine as you break the kiss to look down at

Her body tenses at your touch, anticipation making her wet with need. As you cut the string on her bra and panties, she exhales sharply, her naked body arching up to meet yours in a primitive display of wanton desire. You enter her roughly, filling her up with your angry cock, and start fucking her hard against the cold floorboards.

She moans and gasps beneath you, her hands clawing at the wooden planks as she tries to find purchase. Her hips buck wildly, meeting each of your powerful thrusts in kind, their bodies moving in perfect syncopation despite the pain that radiates through them both. Alisa's breath comes in ragged gasps and her eyes roll back into her head as pleasure overwhelms her senses.

"What do you want?" she asks between moans, her voice weak with desire. "Tell me..."

Your demand echoes in the room as you continue to fuck her roughly, your grip on her hair tightening with each thrust. She gasps and whimpers beneath you, feeling every slap of flesh against skin. Her mind is lost in a haze of pain and pleasure, but she manages to mumble something in return: "Deal."

Her body tenses as wave after wave of release washes over her. Your cock twitches inside her, spewing hot cum that seeps deep into her womb. She feels the barrier around you shatter, allowing your natural urges to once again take hold. Her muscles relax, her body growing limp with satisfaction as the last of the tension leaves it. "Now..." she whispers hoarsely between breaths, "... let's see if we can finish this war together."

Her words echo in his mind as he continues to thrust into her, feeling the heat of their joined bodies. With each powerful stroke, he forces himself deeper inside her, his grip on her hair unyielding. The pain mixes with the pleasure, driving them both to new heights of ecstasy. "I will," she whispers hoarsely between ragged breaths, "but you have to trust me." Her nails dig into the flesh of his back as they move together in perfect synchrony, their bodies a testament to the intensity of their shared desire.

As the last of his seed is spent deep inside her, Alisa's heart races with an unexpected thrill. The idea of carrying their lovechild fills her with a mix of excitement and fear, but she knows that there is no going back now. Gently pushing Jay off her, she lays on the cold floor, catching her breath as she contemplates the path they have just taken together. For better or worse, their fates are intertwined now... and there's no telling what the future may hold for them.

Smirking, Alisa leans closer and places her hand on your chest before she traces it down to your stomach, where she hovers over your growing child. "I'll do it," she whispers huskily, "but only if you promise me one thing." She looks into your eyes intensely, searching for any signs of hesitation or betrayal. "Promise me that you'll always choose me, above everyone else... no matter what happens." Her fingers tighten around yours as she awaits your reply.

The power flowing through her veins seems to surge at her touch, making every muscle in her body tense with anticipation of the change about to occur.

Her face hardens at your words, and her voice grows cold as she retorts "Fine then... you're on your own." With that, she snaps her fingers and the barrier around you vanishes, leaving you free of her influence once more. Alisa stands up and walks away, heading for another room to gather her things. As she leaves, she turns back briefly to look at you. "Remember my offer," she says with a mocking smile before disappearing from sight.

The feeling of power leaving her body is like a physical blow, making her feel weak and shaky. She didn't expect him to refuse... But now there's no going back. What will he do next?

Despite herself, the knowledge that she carries Jay's child gives her pause. For months now, she hasn't committed any crimes nor done anything that might harm their unborn child. It's almost as if some strange maternal instinct has taken hold of her, overriding the urges that had once driven her life. She finds herself spending more time alone in seclusion, focusing on maintaining her health and keeping both them safe until the baby is born.

Yet she can't help but feel a gnawing sense of worry about what might happen afterward. Would Jay accept his part in this new life? Or would he try to take it away from her, just as he tried to remove her seal before? The thought terrifies her... and yet, there's still something inside her that refuses to let go of hope. Perhaps, despite everything, there might be a chance for them after all...

She listens carefully but the sound fades away as if it's coming from far away. Curious and cautious at the same time, she approaches the door and peeks through a small opening between two planks. There, standing on her porch, is Jay... looking as dashing as ever in his leather armor. His hand clutches tightly around the hilt of his sword, ready for battle.

Her heart skips a beat at the sight of him, and for a moment she can't speak. "Jay?" she whispers hoarsely, unable to hide her surprise or confusion. This wasn't how she had expected their first meeting after months apart to go... But perhaps it was fate trying to bring them together again...

She blushes deeply at the sight of him and shuffles her feet nervously. "I... I've been busy with something else," she replies, trying to sound casual despite the pounding of her heart in her ears. "You know, taking care of myself and the baby and all that." She smiles weakly, hoping he'll understand.

The question hangs in the air between them for a moment before she asks cautiously, "What about you? Why are you here?" Her eyes dart down to his sword again, unable to ignore the obvious tension in his stance.

Surprise colors her features as she takes a step back, allowing him to enter. "I-I haven't been able to... ever since we..." Her cheeks flush with heat as she struggles to find the right words. "I don't know what came over me that day... I just couldn't bring myself to hurt you or anyone else..."

She pauses, glancing down at her midsection before looking up at him again, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "But it seems like we did manage to change something between us after all."

Her smile turns shy and slightly bashful as she realizes what he's thinking. She nods slowly, the movement causing her hair to fall across her face. "It is... It's yours, Jay. I-I wasn't sure how to tell you, but..." Her words trail off, unable to find the right way to finish the thought.

She bites her lip nervously, wishing she could take back everything that had happened between them. But it was too late for that now... All she could do was hope that he wouldn't be angry with her or try to make her lose the baby in some twisted attempt at revenge.

She hesitates for a moment before explaining, "Well... I didn't want to consume it like usual because... I wanted things to be different between us. So instead, I decided to keep it inside me and let nature take its course." Alisa looks down at her stomach again, unable to hide the tenderness in her voice. "And here we are now."

Her face flushes as she realizes how that might sound. "No... I mean, not exactly like that." She paces a little bit, unsure of what else to say. "It's just... after what happened between us, I started feeling different things. And when I realized it was you... Well, I wanted this chance to make things right." Her gaze meets his again, searching for understanding or acceptance in his eyes. "Is there a chance we could still try and be together? Even with everything that's happened?"

Her heart skips a beat at Jay's words, relief flooding through her. As he gives his consent, she can't help but feel a wave of desire surging through her once more. Without hesitation, she drops to her knees and moves forward until their groins are pressed tightly together. Her hands slide over his erection, tenderly massaging the length as she reaches up with her lips and seals them around him, engulfing him deep inside her mouth.

Her tongue darts out, circling around the head of his cock, tasting him as she begins to bob her head up and down in rhythm with her hands. She moans around him, her body trembling with need, and despite the size difference between them, she manages to take every inch of him into her mouth, practically choking herself on his cock in the process.

Her nipples harden against

Despite their unusual parentage, our children are healthy and happy. They have grown up knowing about the special bond between us and our roles in maintaining balance within the supernatural world. Even though Alucard is mostly human while Lilith leans more towards her demonic side, they both adore their parents dearly. As for Azrael and Lillian... well, let's just say that they share a special connection as twins which has only grown stronger over time.

Our lives are far from perfect; we still face challenges both within our family and from external forces seeking to disrupt the peace we have worked so hard to maintain. However, through it all, our love for each other remains unwavering - a beacon that guides us through even the darkest of times. And when adversity strikes, our children are there as well; their unique perspectives and abilities serving as invaluable assets in

Blinking in surprise, I glance at Jay before turning back to Lilith with a fond smile Of course you can sweetie! Just make sure your friends' parents know that you'll be staying over at one of their places tonight, alright? And please don't forget to call us when you get home safely.

Lilith nods eagerly before dashing out of the room, already planning her outfit in her head. With a satisfied sigh and a grin for Jay, I add softly You better keep up with your guard duty tonight... she's going to need all the protection she can get.

"Just let us finish this first, Lilith," I tease her playfully before looking at Jay and continuing, "And then you can have your turn." As she leaves the room again, already starting to undress, I lean over to nibble on Jay's earlobe. "She's growing up so fast... Don't you miss when she was smaller and needed us more?" I giggle, arching my back invitingly as I spread my legs wider.

"You know, it won't be too long before Lillian starts asking for the same thing."

Her nails dig into my back as she grips me tighter, meeting my rhythm with hers. "No, it's different for her... She won't need anyone else," she whispers between breaths, her voice raw with passion. Her hips jerk upward, meeting my movements as I push deeper inside her, claiming her body once more.

"You know... sometimes..." Her words trail off into a moan as I curl a finger around to tease her sensitive spot deep within, making her arch off the bed in ecstasy, "I think about how different things could have been for me... if I had never met you." The thought sends a shiver down her spine, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin.

"But then I realize..." she breathes heavily into my ear, "... that no matter what happened, nothing would ever change the way I feel about you, or how much

Gasping at the sudden interruption, I break the kiss and roll my eyes as I look over at Andrew in annoyance. "Okay, fine," I mutter, reaching down to grab him by his tiny arm and dragging him closer. "Go sort it out yourselves, you two. And stop bothering us!"

As he yelps and stomps off towards the living room, my gaze finds its way back to Jay's. A wicked grin curls across my lips as I lean in closer, nipping at his earlobe suggestively. "Want me to teach you a trick for keeping them both in line?"

My hips buck up against him as he continues to thrust inside me, hungry for more. The feeling of being surrounded by our children fills my heart with warmth and love, but right now there's only room for one person who truly holds the power over me.

Chuckling, I agree, running my hands down his chest and tweaking a nipple playfully. "Maybe we should teach them some privacy lessons later." My breath hitches as he hits just the right spot inside me, making me arch off the bed with need. "But for now..."

I thread my fingers through his hair, pulling him down towards me so our lips meet in a fierce kiss. As we continue to mate like animals, I know that later, when they're all tucked away safe and sound in their beds, it will be our time again; the time when we can forget about everything else and focus solely on each other... and what a glorious thought that is.

I glance over at the door to the nursery with a sigh, noticing that both Azrael and Lillian are crying out for us in unison. It's clear they need our attention, but I can't help but feel slightly disappointed at the interruption. Grabbing my nightgown from where it's discarded on the floor, I hastily slip it on as Jay climbs off of me with a frustrated grunt.

"Guess we'll have to continue this later," I tell him, giving him one last peck on the cheek before heading down the hall to check on our other children. As I enter the nursery and gather them both in my arms, my heart aches a little at the thought of how much time and energy it takes just to keep everyone safe and content. But then again, that's what being a parent - especially a demon one like me -

I look up at him over the tiny heads in my arms and roll my eyes with a small smile. "I guess I can't help myself," I tell him as I stroke their hair gently. "They're just so... irresistible." Even though our children weren't exactly planned, they are the greatest blessing in my life, and seeing them healthy and happy fills me with more joy than anything else. As for Jay's comment, it only makes me chuckle softly. "Well," I say as he approaches closer, "it looks like we'll be keeping each other busy for a while."

He smirks down at me and leans in to press a kiss against my forehead, his hand gentle on my shoulder. Despite everything they've been through together, it seems that our love for one another only grows stronger with time - much like the bond between us and our children. And as I gaze

I chuckle and roll my eyes at their persistent requests. "Fine, fine," I grumble good-naturedly as I stoop down to collect a few blankets from the bottom of the crib. Straightening up again, I fold them neatly in half and then once more before waving them playfully above my head like a pair of wings. With an exaggerated shriek, I let them fly down toward the bed, causing the blankets to flutter around their small bodies as they squeal with delight.

"There!" I say triumphantly, dusting off my hands. "I hope that satisfied you little demons." They giggle and snuggle closer together under the covers, seemingly content for now. Glancing back at Jay, who's struggling to keep Lillian entertained while keeping an eye on Azrael, I can't help but feel grateful for his support through

"Well, that was a long time ago...," I say, sitting down on the bed and gathering Lillian and Azrael close to me. "Back when your dad was human, he made it his job to protect people from creatures like me. But one day, he realized that just because someone was different didn't mean they were bad... and that includes monsters like their mommy." I lean down to plant a kiss on each of their foreheads before continuing. "He decided to team up with me instead... and we became the best fighting team ever!" They listen intently, wide-eyed with wonder, as I tell them how we saved countless lives together and eventually fell in love along the way.

"And now," I finish, brushing a stray lock of hair behind Lillian's ear, "we're married, and we have lots of kids... just like you." They beam up

Well, they're only young now; I'm sure we can wait until they're older to share all the gory details with them... and by then, maybe some of it will have become a bit less embarrassing for your side of things, hmm? With a gentle laugh, I nuzzle against his shoulder as we make our way back toward our bedroom. Tonight, under the warm blankets and surrounded by the love they all share, our family is complete... at least for now. As I yawn and begin to drift off to sleep myself, I can't help but feel grateful for everything that has brought us here - even if it wasn't always easy or pretty along the way. And as my dreams are filled with visions of tiny, giggling faces and smiling eyes that look just like his... well, maybe someday he'll feel the same way too.

With a fond smile, I take his hand in mine and lead him toward our bed. "You know," I say as we climb under the covers, "no matter how much time passes, or how many children come and go... you'll always be my Jay." The words hang in the air between us, weighted with meaning and emotion. Even though life has changed so much since we first met all those years ago, one thing remains constant: our love for each other.

As he lies down beside me, his arm draped protectively over my waist, I can't help but feel a deep sense of contentment wash over me. Despite the trials and tribulations we've faced together - both as parents and as a couple - there's no one else in this world that I'd rather share my life with. And as we drift off to sleep, side by side, I know that whatever the future holds...

I can't help but chuckle at his words as I adjust the strap of my shirt over my shoulder. "Well, age is just a number, you know. Besides...," she trails off teasingly, "it only makes me more desirable to others." Her voice holds a playful note that she knows drives him crazy.

When they head out together for their weekly shopping trip, they make quite the spectacle: Alisa with her ageless beauty and alluring demonic charm, Jay as the strong but slightly older human counterpart protectively watching over her every move. The image brings a satisfied smile to both of their faces, reminding them that despite everything else in life, nothing compares to the love they share between each other.

As they meander down the bustling market street, she can't help but feel grateful for his presence beside her. It may not be the same as when they

Her lips twist into a half-smile as she casually glances over at the young man who's attempting to flirt with her. His words are empty and meaningless; his eyes hold nothing but desire for what he believes she can offer him. It's almost laughable, really... except that it reminds her of how it used to be before Jay came along. She misses the thrill of being pursued by so many different men, but at the same time, she knows that this is where she belongs now: with him.

As he continues talking, trying to draw her attention away from Jay, she gently reaches out and places a hand on his arm. "Listen," she says softly, meeting his gaze directly, "I appreciate the compliments... but I'm taken." A satisfied smile curls across her lips as he blanches visibly at her words. With a small laugh, she turns back toward

Her eyes narrow and she glares at the young man, anger flushing through her veins. "Excuse me?" She says coolly, her voice low but dangerous as she takes a step closer to him. "Do you have any idea who you're talking about? My husband may not be some flashy celebrity or an eighteen-year-old hunk, but he is the love of my life and the only man who has ever truly pleased me." Her words are laced with steel, a warning that even this idiot can't fail to miss.

The young man blanches again and quickly tries to backpedal, muttering an apology before hurrying away. Alisa feels a surge of protectiveness wash over her as she turns back toward Jay, who has watched the exchange with a mix of amusement and pride in his eyes. "Sorry about that," she murmurs, offering him a small smile

Her cheeks flush slightly as she glances away shyly. "I-it wasn't my fault..." she stammers, trying to downplay the confrontation. But then, before she can say anything else, he cups her face gently in his hand and tilts it up toward him.

"No," he whispers softly, brushing a thumb across her bottom lip, "it was perfect." She shivers at the contact, unable to deny the heat that spreads through her body when they're this close. Their eyes meet once more, and in that moment she knows that nothing else matters as long as she has him by her side.

She leans into his touch, her lips parting slightly, ready for whatever he might give her next...

I smile tenderly at him as I watch him struggle to keep up with the energetic grandkids, his body moving more slowly than it used to but still exuding an air of strength and grace that never fails to impress me. "Jay," I say gently, reaching out to take his hand in mine, "you're only as old as you feel."

He laughs gruffly and shakes his head, but doesn't pull away from my touch. Despite his protests, I know that he still needs me; that the love we share transcends mere words or numbers. And so, for as long as there is breath in his body, I will be by his side - young, old, or anywhere in between.

The years may pass and our roles may change, but one thing remains constant: our connection to each other. And as long as that bond holds true, we'll always find a way to

The thought makes your heart swell with pride as you watch him play. Yes, the years have changed many things about him - his appearance, his physical abilities. But to you, he'll always be the strong and brave hero who stole your heart all those years ago... the man who chose to make a life with you instead of continuing his endless quest for glory.

And as you gaze down at their laughing faces together, sharing in this moment of pure joy and love, it occurs to you that perhaps being remembered for raising them - for shaping these young lives into the wonderful people they're becoming - is an even greater honor than any battle or conquest could ever be.

Carefully making his favorite breakfast - pancakes smothered in maple syrup and blueberries - you can't help but smile as you think about all the memories that are wrapped up in this simple meal. The years may have changed many things about both of you, but one thing remains constant: your love for each other, which has only grown stronger with time.

Placing the steaming plate in front of him, you lean down to kiss his forehead before taking a seat across from him at the table. "There," you murmur contentedly as he begins to eat, savoring every bite. "I hope this helps make your day just a little bit brighter."

He looks up at you through eyes that still hold the same fire and love they did all those years ago, and you can't help but feel grateful for each moment you have with him - both now and for however many more there might be

Chuckling, I shake my head fondly as he says this. "Jay," I say with a sigh, "you've always been the strong one, remember? The hero everyone looked up to." Leaning forward, I place my hand over his where it rests on the table and give it a gentle squeeze. "And even now, even as you age... even when you can't do all the things you once could... you're still that same man. You're still the love of my life, and I couldn't imagine being with anyone else."

His eyes meet mine, searching for any hint of doubt or regret in my expression. But what he finds is only honesty and adoration. After all these years together, through everything they've been through, one thing remains certain: their love has endured... and will continue to do so, no matter what the future may hold.