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If there was one thing you had learned over your multiple playthroughs of Dogi✩Magi✩Memorium with your boyfriend, it would be the importance of setting the mood when asking someone for a favor. Once the target was locked, every interaction with them bore a significant weight, including physical touch, if there should be any. Words uttered to them had to be chosen with utmost care. Gifts, when presented to the target, in particular, should be items in line with their preferences as they would give higher chances of a positive outcome: intimacy up.
The front door clicked shut. You navigated through the hallways of the House of Lamentation with a purpose. An opportunity presented itself to you, and you were on your way to seize it. Once you reached the location of your target, who was none other than Leviathan, you halted, raised your occupied hand carefully, and knocked three times on his door.
“It is I,” you announced. “I come bearing gifts.”
There was a shuffling sound from the inside. After a few seconds, Leviathan answered, his voice in proximity, just behind the wood. “What’s the secret phrase?”
Three options flashed inside your mind, and though the secret phrase changed from one to another every single time you dropped by, you had been in the same situation numerous times. It was easy to decide which option was the correct one: the catchphrase in the transformation sequence of The Magical Mysterious Jane: Peony Phantom, one of Leviathan’s most recent anime obsessions. You began, “‘Lunaria.’”
“‘Wisteria.’”
“‘Primrose.’ ”
“‘Peony.’ ”
“‘Through the power of the flower, I’m as pretty as I can be.’”
“‘I’m the magical, mysterious Levi!’ Secret phrase authenticated. You may enter.” Leviathan unlocked the door and revealed himself. He wore a grave expression as he nodded and continued, “Welcome to Castle Leviathan.”
“Hold on, there’s a final line. ‘And I might just steal your heart, so watch out!’ There!” You laughed, stood on your tiptoes, and gave him a kiss on the cheek as a greeting. “Hi, Levi. I missed you.”
Leviathan froze, the brief brush of your lips causing his skin to redden, but he shook his head and intercepted your entrance with his body when you moved to enter the room. “Where are those gifts you speak of?”
“Oh, my apologies.” You chuckled and cleared your throat, showing him the packages you were carrying with your two hands. “I present to you… Spicy Rainbow Pizza and Café Lament’s Bufo Egg Milk Tea!”
“OMG! Sweet! I was just getting hungry,” he enthused but regained his composure in a second. After shifting his facial expression and tone of voice back into serious mode, he continued, “I mean, your humble offerings are most appreciated.”
With the first phase of your plan successful, you entered Leviathan’s room, one of the most unique living spaces you had ever visited. An eclectic assortment of posters and merchandise of Ruri-chan and Sucre Frenzy decorating the walls and shelves welcomed you inside. A bathtub served as his bed, which you found odd during the first time you noticed it. The gigantic aquariums inside reminded you of oceanariums in the human world. The floor was cluttered with a few empty sports drink bottles and the like, but everything else he prized—from his books, manga, CDs, anime figurines—were organized in their rightful areas.
Light radiated from his computer screens as Leviathan made his way to the nearby table and set the pizza box down. He poked the straw through the cap of the Bufo Egg Milk Tea, grabbed a slice from the box, and strode in the direction of his computer while indulging in his snacks. In a good mood, he plopped down on his gaming chair and spun it in the opposite direction of his set-up.
Meanwhile, you had gone to the fishbowl where Leviathan’s beloved goldfish took his residence. “How are you doing, Henry?”
Henry circled the space, leaving bubbles in his wake, and bumped against the glass as if to say hi.
You concluded that things were going swimmingly with Henry and turned to Leviathan. “Have you fed him yet?”
Leviathan observed the interaction with curiosity and finished his slice of pizza, grabbing a sheet of tissue paper from his desk and wiping his hand with it before throwing it into the wastebasket. He took a long sip of his Bufo Egg Milk Tea and replied, “Nope. It’s almost time for his meal, though. Do you wanna do the honors?”
“Sure,” you responded with a smile and took the goldfish food container near the fishbowl. Henry chased after the pellets you sprinkled inside, delighted. Once you were satisfied with the amount of food you had given Henry, you dusted your hands and strode in Leviathan’s direction.
Although you had been in the same position many times before, the moment you sat on his lap, Leviathan looked away and blushed, taking the straw away from his lips and coughing. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”
“Nothing…” you answered coyly and turned the gaming chair toward the screen. “So, what were you doing before I got here?”
“Uh, nothing.”
True enough, the screen indicated an open tab on Deviltube, an adorable cat video on pause. You clicked play and watched the clip of a cat kneading its paws against a soft blanket. When it ended, Deviltube offered more cat videos as recommendations, but you found no interest in them at the moment, your gut telling you that it was the right time to broach the subject you had been itching to ask him since yesterday. “By the way, I got invited to a party a few days ago. It’s going to be in two weeks... Can we please come together?”
“Is that social interaction I hear? No, thanks.”
You pouted and turned to him. “But Levi…”
“Besides, I have to attend something in two weeks as well. Too much social interaction for a shut-in like me is unhealthy.”
“Aww, okay.” You let out a dramatic sigh and revealed your trump card. “I guess I’ll have to extend an invitation to someone else to be my plus-one, after all… because the Grand Admiral refused to be my date on the anniversary of the Hell’s Navy.”
There was a moment of silence as he put two and two together. “What the—? Let me guess, you received an invitation from Lord Diavolo?”
“Yeah,” you replied. “He was the one who told me I could bring a plus-one.”
“I can, too, but I didn’t think you’d be interested.” Leviathan averted his eyes and took another sip of his drink. “It’s not a super big deal, you know? And it can get kinda boring. Like, really boring.”
“I’m definitely interested. I already said that I’d go, so… do you wanna go together?”
“You really mean that? Um, like a date?”
“That’s right!”
“Ugh, fine...” he sighed in resignation, the blush coloring his face growing fiercer. “It’s not like I wanna go or anything—I have to, either way. Don’t say I didn’t warn you about how boring it is, okay?”
“Yay!” You threw your arms around him, making him yelp. “If the event ends early, let’s go home right away and check out the newest update of Mononoke Land. Just the two of us.”
Though caught off-guard, his hand that had been resting on the armrest snaked around the curve of your waist to pull you closer. He shook his head. “I should’ve known you were up to something the moment you walked in with those snacks. I can’t believe I fell for your normie tactics.”
Mission accomplished! “Normie - 1, Leviachan - 0.”
“I’ll get you next time!”
“Best of luck with that,” you replied and blinked at him suggestively. “Now, how about we watch something more... interesting?”
Alarm and anticipation caused his eyes to widen and flicker from your face to the screen, his throat bobbing as he gulped. “Huh? L-Like what?”
“Hmm…” You turned away from him, clicked on the search bar, and pressed a certain letter on the keyboard: H.
Leviathan’s lips parted to say something, yet even the sound of the letter, its implications and all, failed to escape from them.
You leaned in and whispered in his ear, “That’s right, Levi. It begins with the letter H, do you know what it is?”
The tip of his tongue darted to wet his lips, and his fingers stiffened around his drink, slightly tremulous. A silent groan escaped his mouth as he fidgeted in his seat and halted the movement a second after, becoming extremely conscious that you were perched on his lap. With the space between you close to none, you could feel every detail of the rising tension in his body. Between ragged breaths, he murmured, “Y-Yes…”
Victoriously, you smiled and leaned back, turning away to finish typing the rest of the title while announcing it to him, “Harrison Porter and the World of Wizards!”
The anniversary celebration of the Hell’s Navy was to be held at the Demon Lord’s Castle. Being the only two humans currently in the Devildom, Diavolo decided that it would be great as part of the cultural exchange to introduce you and Solomon to a branch of the Devildom’s military. According to the invitation, the Hell’s Navy would be presenting its newest members, which not only included demons but also sea monsters joining the fleet in its endeavors. Everyone invited was instructed to adhere to the nautical dress code, and so the day after you convinced Leviathan to be your date, you visited Majolish and searched for something suitable for the event.
After making final adjustments to your ensemble, you stared at your reflection in the mirror, happy that you were able to find something in line with the theme. Your navy blue dress sported a sailor collar, a white necktie, and a skirt adorned with two stripes at the bottom. On top of your head, a matching sailor hat rested while your footwear consisted of plain white ankle boots.
Satisfied, you sent Leviathan a text message to inform him that you would be making a stop at his room. When you received a reply that he would leave his door unlocked for you, you opened your bedroom door and peeked outside, not wanting to risk running into the other brothers in the hallway. As silly as it was, you wanted Leviathan to be the first one to see you in this outfit. The coast was clear. You stealthily made your way to Leviathan’s room, knocked, and entered, making sure to shut the door as quickly as you could.
Leviathan stood near his closet, facing away from you. You figured out that your entrance had gone unnoticed as he continued fumbling over his sleeve and adjusting his collar.
“This could’ve been the perfect time to show off my skills and cosplay a sea spirit from Mononoke Land, but no, I have to be in this uniform,” he whispered to himself and sighed. “Henry’s going to be there with the other sea monsters. I’m so proud of him… I wish Lotan was present as well. He’d have so much fun…”
“Levi?” you called.
“Oh, hey,” he said and turned around, the words dying in his throat as he took in your appearance. “You’re… here…”
The sight of Leviathan in his Hell’s Navy uniform rendered you speechless. Even though he had yet to wear his cap and gloves, he looked entirely formal and professional, a stark contrast to the image of him you viewed every day. His uniform suited him, and he looked stunning. Your heart hammering in your chest at the heat of his gaze, you gave him a twirl and asked him with a nervous smile, “Ta-da! Is it okay?”
For a while, he didn’t speak. He only gave you a wide-eyed stare before blurting out, “Are you… real?”
“Huh? Of course, I am.”
“3D…?”
“Um, yes.”
He gulped. “If you’re telling the truth, what was the item you borrowed from me after we made a pact?”
“What’s with the pop quiz?” you fired back. “Anyway, it was the cursed vinyl edition of The Tale of the Seven Lords soundtrack. How could I forget?”
“Easy enough,” he said. “How about this? Do you remember the first phone call we had?”
“Yeah, I do. You told me that you dialed the wrong number, right?”
His cheeks pinked. “I didn’t just tell you that—I actually did, okay? Who was I trying to call, then?”
“Ultrawitch✩Rainbow-chan. Luminous-chan.”
“That’s right.” He nodded. “What was the last movie we watched together when we were in this room?”
“The one which begins with the letter H,” you responded with an amused giggle, remembering the way he squirmed in his seat. “Harrison Porter and the World of Wizards. Seriously, Levi, what is going on?”
“WHOA! It really IS you,” he confirmed enthusiastically. “I can only imagine you doing all the magical girl transformation poses! I... I never thought—I mean, okay, yeah, I’ve thought about it—but I never thought the day would come when my fantasy would turn into reality… I can’t even look—it’s too much for my heart to take! I-I think I’m going to have a heart attack!”
Sure, Leviathan adored two-dimensional girls dressed in schoolgirl uniforms which were mostly in the style of a sailor’s, but what you wore right now wasn’t that; this was as close as you could get to the human world’s navy uniform which, from the details of Leviathan’s current attire, was similar to the Devildom’s. “So, it’s alright? You like it?”
“Do I like it? I love it! Of course, I love it…” He blushed and averted his gaze with a frown. “Those other guys in the navy, they’re going to approach you like a school of fish… I can’t have that… but how am I going to keep you in sight and stay away from you at the same time?”
You took a moment to process what he said and cocked your head in confusion. “Huh? What are you talking about? Why would you do that?”
“Look at me! Look at you! You’re so cute and perfect… I’m just a gross and icky shut-in otaku with zero social skills. I’m not worthy to stand beside you…”
“What? No!”
“Why did I have to be like this? A loser! It’s so not fair!” he cried out and covered his face with his hands, his shoulders slumped in sadness, on the verge of bursting into tears.
Self-deprecation rolled off him in waves, and though the declaration he made about himself was the most ridiculous thing you had ever heard, you understood where he was coming from. This was Leviathan, after all. A lot of times, he didn’t give himself enough credit. He was unaware of it, but he was popular with the Devildom community, especially with the succubi. There was an instance when Mammon sneaked a photo of a freshly bathed Leviathan coming out of the shower and sold it online, much to the succubi’s delight. Too bad for them, though, you were already dating him.
“Levi.”
“Maybe it’s better for me not to go…”
“Levi.”
“I guess I can try to fake sickness or something…”
“Leviathan.”
The resolute tone of your voice as you called him by his full name drew his attention. He removed his hands from his face, turned his gaze on you for a second with difficulty, and looked away again. “Um, what?”
“Change into your demon form.”
“Huh? But why…?”
“Do it, please.”
“O-Okay… If you say so…”
Leviathan shifted into his demon form. Your footsteps echoed through the silence as you made your way to him, and though he still refused to look at you, you didn’t hesitate and wrapped him in your embrace. “I didn’t slip and hug you by accident, just so you know.”
It took him by surprise, but he held his tears back and sniffled, placing his arms around your waist in return. The calming fragrance of the sea enveloped you, making you close your eyes and sigh contentedly.
You remained in the same position until, slowly, you led him to the giant aquarium that served as a wall in his room. Your back turned to the glass, you stood on your tiptoes, skimmed his horn soothingly with a fingertip, and whispered in his ear, “Do you see that? Look at him… That’s Leviathan, the Avatar of Envy, one of the Seven Rulers of Hell, one of the most powerful demons in the Devildom.”
You kissed the visible markings on his neck one by one and lingered your lips on his collarbone, waiting for the tension caused by his moment of insecurity to alleviate, even fractionally. Once he calmed down, you looked behind you and found him staring at your reflection, a sense of shyness and wonder within his gaze. Determined, you faced him again and tugged his sleeve. “Will you change back for me, please?”
Wordlessly, he did as you requested. Light surrounded his body for a second, and he returned to his human-like form, still staring at your figures on the glass, entranced.
“And, right there, is no ordinary demon. That’s Leviathan, the Grand Admiral of the Hell’s Navy, the one who wields power over a multitude of sea monsters.” Softly, you traced the badges embroidered on his uniform, the pins indicating his rank and power, and the stripes on his sleeves. You took his hands in yours and squeezed them before continuing, “Anyone would be jealous of whoever is standing beside him. In fact, am I—a human and a normie at that—worthy of being his date?”
His eyes flitted from your reflection to your face, worry making his brows furrow. He grabbed you by the shoulders and answered without an ounce of hesitation, “Of course, you are! There’s no one else who can keep up with me as you do... You’re my True Friend as well as... m-my… g-g-girlfriend! You’re the only one for me!”
This was supposed to be you reminding him of his worth, but how the tides had turned. Overcome with deep affection for him, your eyes watered, but you blinked your tears away with a serene smile and touched his cheek. “And this… This is Leviathan: an otaku, a gamer, the biggest TSL nerd there is, a Ruri-chan and Sucre Frenzy fanboy—he’s passionate about many things. On top of it all, he’s so handsome and amazing… but he doesn’t seem to know that. Not on my watch, though, I’ll remind him of those as many times as I have to.”
“Why are you telling me these?”
“Because they’re true,” you told him. “All of those incredible qualities, they’re you, Levi, and I love you.”
He buried his face against your shoulder, his voice muffled as he replied, “I love you, too.”
You chuckled and gently nudged him, loosening yourself from his embrace and facing forward. Hand in hand, the two of you stared at your reflection contrasted by the aquamarine water beyond the glass. “See? We look perfect for each other, don’t we? Actually, scratch that, we are perfect for each other, aren’t we?”
“Yes… Yes, we are,” Leviathan agreed with a bashful nod and turned to you. “GAH! How do you always know just what to say? What are you doing to me?”
“It’s one of my normie tactics, nothing new about that.” You laughed and expected him to tease you about being a normie like he always did.
Instead, he stared at you seriously and exclaimed, “I can’t take it anymore!”
“What do you mean?”
“How could you show up looking so cute, say cute things like those, and expect me not to get all… UGH!”
The next thing you knew, your back leaned against the cool glass, your hat falling to the floor at the suddenness of the motion. A faint thud resounded from Leviathan’s hands as he placed them beside your head. He bent down and captured your lips in a hungry kiss, shifting closer to you until you were flush against his torso—until you could feel the warmth emanating from each other’s bodies. His tongue lapped at the seam of your lips and slid inside, meeting yours and exploring your mouth. The rapid succession of events caused your mind to go hazy, but you found your bearings and reciprocated his advances eagerly, the desire for him thrumming through your body in clarity.
When you parted to breathe, you bent your leg upward to confirm your suspicion. “You… Are you excited right now?”
“Yeah, totally. So, you’ve noticed.” He hovered over your throat, softly kissed the sensitive skin, and pressed his forehead on the crook of your neck. “I can’t help it. Is it okay if I… I-I mean, can we…?”
You swallowed hard and brushed his hair with your fingers. “Of course, Levi. I’m all yours.”
He lifted his head and met your gaze. “All mine...”
“But we have to be quick about it, okay? We can’t have you being late.”
You grasped Leviathan’s shoulders, tilted your head, and initiated the kiss this time. It started as a tender brushing of your lips and turned into deep, lingering caresses as he responded heatedly, neither of you requiring any form of coaxing. While one of his hands moved to cup your cheek, the other grazed your shoulder and made its way downward, fondling your breast along the way and making you moan. He teased the hem of your skirt and slowly made his way underneath it, stroking your thighs and squeezing lightly at the flesh. Groans fell past his lips in between kisses, his hand wandering dangerously close to the apex of your thighs. In a surge of boldness, he cupped your sex and hooked the fabric covering it aside. You leaned back with your eyes closed and parted your legs to give him further access, the back of your head resting against the glass. Your breath hitched, and your body quivered as he began teasing your entrance, the pad of his thumb stroking your clit before his forefinger glided in and out of you in shallow and languid motions, providing relief to the aching emptiness inside of you.
“That feels so good, Levi,” you murmured and moaned. He stared as he added another finger, eager to memorize every detail of your reaction. You admired the way the light and reflection of the water from the aquarium illuminated his face and whispered, “You’re the only one who can make me feel this way.”
“R-Really?”
“Really.” You captured his lips in a quick kiss. “Only you, Levi. Only you.”
The expression on your face, the pleasured noises coming from your lips, and the way you bit back another moan led his ministrations to grow more frenzied by the second, his dexterous fingers plunging in and out of your entrance relentlessly. Eager to please him in the same way, your hand shifted from clutching his shoulder to seeking the button and fly of his pants. You tugged on his waistband and slipped your hand inside. Fingers closing around his stiffening length, you released him from the confines of his underwear and stroked him from base to tip.
“Ah, fuck,” Leviathan hissed and gritted his teeth. He pressed his forehead on yours and shut his eyes, the steady pace of his fingers growing erratic as yours found your rhythm. Despite this, your legs grew unsteady, and your knees threatened to buckle, your climax in reach. This didn’t escape him, and he responded to your need by pumping his digits in and out of your entrance frantically, determined to make you come undone.
“Open your eyes, Levi,” you breathed. “Look what you do to me.”
Leviathan’s eyes fluttered open and watched as the pleasure building up in your abdomen uncoiled. Your body trembled, and your muscles clenched around his fingers as he let you ride out your climax. Warm puffs of your breath teased the skin underneath the fabric of his uniform as you collapsed against him and panted.
He withdrew his fingers from your folds, and with his other hand, he grabbed your wrist and released his length from your grasp. Firmly, he wrapped your arms around his neck and slid a palm down to your thigh, hooking your leg around his waist. The head of his cock brushed your clit, and you shuddered, still sensitive from your previous climax. “I’m going to put it in, okay? I wanna see that expression on your face again, the one when you come for me.”
Still breathing heavily, you nodded against him and said, “Y-Yes.”
He eased himself inside you, stilling halfway through to allow you to adjust to him. To his astonishment and gratification, it was you who inclined your hips and took all of him the next second, impatient. Inhaling sharply, he unsheathed himself and pushed inside you again, searching for any discomfort on your end but finding nothing.
“Faster,” you urged.
Leviathan was more than happy to oblige. One of his hands gripped your hip while the other clutched the leg around his waist, holding you steady as he sank inside you in one fluid motion, the movement followed by a series of equally desperate thrusts. The strands of his hair swayed at the swiftness and steadiness of the pounding of his hips. Your fingers carded through his hair and nudged his head down, connecting your lips to his in a feverish kiss. Leviathan poured his need for you through every stroke of his tongue and only broke away once he sensed you tensing, your walls squeezing around his length.
The heat of his embrace, the need in his voice as he groaned in pleasure, the feeling of him inside you—at that moment, everything in your world revolved around Leviathan. Although you had climaxed only moments ago, it didn’t take long for your back to arch and for tremors to ripple all over your body again. A thin sheen of sweat coated your forehead, your eyebrows knit in pleasure, and you closed your eyes and parted your lips, your voice echoing across the room as you cried out, “Levi!”
As you drowned in bliss, he continued thrusting into you, chasing the powerful current of pleasure sweeping over every part of his body. He chanted your name in the same way you did with his, his cock throbbing inside you with his release.
Leviathan’s breathing came out in heavy huffs, exhausted. Still, he stood and held you, his tone laced with concern as he murmured, “Your dress… I ruined it, didn’t I? Sorry.”
Aside from the skirt of your dress being a little rumpled, your attire looked fine. It was nothing compared to the happiness that bubbled in your heart at that moment. You shook your head with a shy smile. “No, you didn’t. Definitely not.”
“Oh, okay…” After a moment of hesitation, he continued, “It was good for you, too, right? Because it was, for me.”
You nodded with a laugh. Dressing up was always fun with Leviathan, and needless to say, you loved it as much as he did. “Of course, it was. In fact, I think we should try that again sometime… and you know, do more.”
“So do I.” A spark of excitement laced his tone as he suggested, “Like, later?”
“Later.”
After making yourselves presentable again, Leviathan accompanied you to your bedroom where you remedied the rumpled state of your dress. True to your assurance that everything was fine, the matter required a few minutes, and then, your outfit was as good as new. A while ago, on the way out of his room, you had almost forgotten to bring your hat, but to your surprise, Leviathan already picked it up and held it out to you. That made you smile. You set your hat back on your head, turned from the mirror, and began making your way to Leviathan, who was sitting on the sofa and fiddling with his D.D.D.. As you opened your mouth to ask him if he was ready to leave, a thought struck you and made you stop in your tracks. You strode to your desk and rummaged inside your school backpack. “I can’t believe I almost forgot!”
“Forgot what?” Leviathan lifted his head and watched you with interest.
You waltzed in his direction, sat beside him, and handed him a tiny box. “Here’s a little gift. Happy anniversary to the Hell’s Navy!”
“F-For me?”
“Yes.”
Leviathan opened the box, starry-eyed at the unexpected item inside: a metallic goldfish pin resting on the velvet cushion. “NO WAY? IT’S HENRY?”
“Yes! Isn’t he cute? I have one, too. See?” You outstretched your hand and showed him an identical goldfish pin in the hollow of your palm. On the day when you went shopping for an outfit in Majolish, you happened to pass by an accessories boutique that offered customized items. As soon as you could, you entered the establishment and placed an order with the thought that it would be right up Leviathan’s alley. You were worried that your gift wouldn’t make it in time, but fortunately, you were able to pick up your order yesterday. From the joyful look on his face right now, it was worth the wait.
“Whoa! It’s like Henry fan merch!” he said excitedly. Without preamble, he placed the Henry pin in its rightful spot next to his badges. “T-Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“You should wear yours, too,” he told you. “Here, I’ll put it on you.”
“Okay,” you replied and handed him the pin.
Leviathan placed it on the fabric of your tie and leaned backward to have a better look, blushing at the realization. “Huh. We match.”
“We do.”
He paused, contemplating something. With a genuine, earnest look on his face, he said, “I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“I love you more than anyone else in the world.”
His statement reminded you of a fond memory when Belphegor sent those exact words as a message for you using Leviathan’s phone. You had to admit that it was nice hearing it in person, and even nicer that you knew the words truly came from him this time. You stifled a laugh and teased, “Hey, is that supposed to be cheesy or funny?”
He covered his face with his hands, embarrassed. “I tried, okay? Come to think of it, I sounded like a normie. Yikes.”
“That’s okay.” You removed his hands from his face and looked him in the eyes. “I love you more than anyone else in the three worlds.”
“Ugh… Must you really one-up me every single time?”
“Normie - 100, Leviachan - 0.” You smiled and stood, righting your hat that had become askew before holding out a hand for him to take. “You ready?”
“Yep.” Leviathan nodded and took your hand in yours. “Let’s go!”
And so, together, like two ships sailing across the vast and endless seas, another adventure awaited you.