It had been a long, good while since Jarmyr had set foot in the paradise known as Sularia. It was one of his old favorite stomping grounds and the last time, he had been summoned by his son to help rescue his beloved. But in recent times, he had sent for some imps to keep tabs on the others of his flock- it was typical every now and then to check up on them and fortunately, the ones he sought out were all in one place- the land of the rosenites.

The little devils kept from sight as they spied on his son, nieces, and nephews. From them, he learned that he had some grandnephews and nieces- particularly from the one nephew that had yet known of his existence. The imp that had spied on him was just getting through telling the demon about how precious the little baby looked when the last of their kind had made it to the tavern, obviously late. It abruptly apologized and quickly explained it. Jaymyr looked on with a bored look, thinking that it had gotten more than an eyeful of Dante and whoever he was with when it explained that his student and favorite nephew allegedly was in an exclusive relationship. He knew of Colden’s and he wasn’t too surprised by Steele’s, but Dante? The little bunny rabbit had someone he was stuck with? Why he couldn’t believe it without seeing it with his own eyes. His doubts only grew when it told him just who it was that he was hitched up with and that he was a father.

It took no time for him really to reach the city and followed the imp through the districts to the one where Dante was said to reside in. He wasted little time in being courteous and came inside the manor. Fortunately, if there was one thing his nephew was good at, it was that he wasn’t quiet at all as he could hear him from the second floor and quickly followed up the stairs and into the room he was in. Dante was in the middle of his “art”, painting a beautiful scene on his canvass, which turned out to be a naked Lotus that was bound upwards by a rope around her wrists.

A marvelous amount of colors were already painted onto her curvaceous form and he was in the middle of working on her back as he looked towards the door and his mouth hung low slightly.


“Ooooh, Uncle Jarmyr, what do I owe the pleasure?”

Jamyr looked to the woman and studied her form while answering his question. “Heard from the grapevine that my student has been all tied up, though it looks to me like you’d been the one that’s been doing the tying. Also, that rope looks a bit loose around her.”

“Well, you see…Lotus is one that keeps me interested in plenty of ways..,” Dante looked to her, “Oh, that is my uncle, by the way. I’ve learned plenty of things from him in my youth.”

“Indeed, still I never thought that you’d be a one-woman man. Suppose that means more for me then.” He then flashed his eyes at her, “Might be a bit to take in. Suppose you know Xunatar? We are a contrast to one another, but brothers all the same. Succubus Princess, right? Heard many things about your lineage, my dear.”

Giggling was heard every once in a while before a light smack with something wooden. Probably a paddle at this point. Lotus’s bi-colored eyes latched onto Jarmyr almost instantly. She did her usual scan of him before she wiggled and giggled once more at Dante’s brush.

“He’s tied up on odd days… Today is even.” Lotus did indeed know the rope was too loose for her as she demonstrated. She easily flexed her leg up and used her toes in an unconventional way to untie herself. Most women weren’t as flexible as she was. Gracefully she dropped to the ground and caught herself. “Tada…”

She had her long dark hair pulled up and she smiled at Jarmyr. “It isn’t all that much to think about.” She went over to a robe with paint on it and slipped it on. “Even Xunatar has to have family not his own children…”

She plopped a strawberry into her mouth and chewed on it before answering. “I’m known as Nazerial’s flower. I am the only succubus of his house so you would be correct. Our daughter Shiroi appears to have not inherited the blood traits.” Speaking of that, the door opened and a little girl popped her head in.

She had waist length white curls and the Norcross blue eyes. Her skin wasn’t as tan as her mother’s but still a rather lovely shade. “Daddy?”

Lotus knew she was a daddy’s girl but also knew that Shiro asked for her father whenever she wanted something. She eyed the little girl easily as Shiro wandered over and took her father’s hand. “Daddy, Estelle is going to the shops… Can I have some silver to get some candy and toys?”

And there it was. Lotus smirked a bit and turned her smirk towards Jarmyr. There was more than one woman who held power over him.

Oh, he could see indeed of why Dante had allowed himself to become a one-woman man these days. Lotus looked like plenty of fun, and it was a pity that she was taken by his nephew. As many lines as Jarmyr didn’t mind to cross, he wouldn’t be a thief among his own blood. Dante had spanked her with a paddle nearby just before his uncle showed up and it was all for naught as the duo watched her break free from the ropes with the greatest of ease.

“Hey, I didn’t say you could come down just yet. I didn’t get the small of your back yet”, Dante pouted. Still, he couldn’t say that he was disappointed with the view she gave them. “How did you two end up meeting?”, Jarmyr asked as Dante went over and collected his paints. “Nothing special, just met while in a house on top of a mechanical spider. We just kept running into one another and enjoy our time spend with one another until I made the proposal.”

“You made the proposal?” He didn’t bother to hide his shock over that, considering his nephew had been a rolling stone since his youth and had stated many times that he wouldn’t settle down or have whiny children. Dante’s own words of course. “Have to say, you might have hung up your ways, but at least you got a pretty little succubus out of it.”

“Well, not exactly. We can mingle with others if we wish. I don’t tend to take advantage of it though. Lotus is more than enough for my appetite”, he said, winking at her just before their daughter came inside. Her father dropped everything he was doing and moved over to her swiftly. His uncle watched as she pulled favor out of her daddy. “Ah, of course, sweetie.” He reached into his pockets and gave her some of the silver she needed. “You stay safe and…oh! Shiro, come meet your great uncle Jarmyr before you go.” He took her by the hand and led her over to him.

Jarmyr could help but chuckle at how much she looked like Dante, but he had a feeling that she behaved more like her mother. “Hello there. I’m your grandfather’s brother. Aren’t you a cute little thing.” He looked to Lotus and smiled. “To be honest, most people don’t see the resemblance between me and Xunatar. He is around a thousand years older and our personalities differ greatly. Then again…” He thought for a moment, “I suppose that the same does apply for Steele and Dante.”

He knew that the werewolf was with another of the rosenites in these parts- these girls sure had a way of gaining the attention of the males of his family and were damn good at it. “You lot must have a powerful spell to place over these boys, even my own son had fallen victim to such beauties, and it wasn’t long ago that one would have mistaken him for a hermit.”