M Good Heavens...

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NDV-Kingsglaive (enroute to Iron Company central station)
Medusa Subsector

The Archduke had sensed the presence of his brother-in-law’s wife as she had boarded with him, something he had not been aware of at first. Something familiar, something like him, and it had left the man curious even after the ship made a departure. So he had called her for a meeting to discuss notes for the upcoming meeting, but it was also truly for them to discuss the sensation, and for him to maybe coax a few answers on the matter. Jack currently sat in his state room, which was a glorified ready room and lounge, something he wasn’t fond of over just having a desk in his quarters.

All this pampered royalty shit was aggravating, and he wished he could say no, but him having it was expected by those who had placed him in power when this all began. With a sigh, he sat back before taking a glass adding ice, then tipping a whiskey canter to fill. The motion paused towards the end, as he once again felt her approach, before finishing to straighten up quickly.

The room was polished wood and marble, the table similar in being a polished black obsidian with weaved sculptures of graphene embedded in the volcanic glass. The chairs were clean and simple, with real leather for the upholstery. With a wave a few moments after hearing a chime, the door was signaled to open, allowing Zhang to enter.

Zhang would step into the room. This wouldn’t be the first time she had to deal with this but admittedly every time she stepped into one of these offices and rooms so lavishly decorated she felt out of place. As if she was going to goof up something. Dressed up in an oriental dress that seems to be from an Onikari/Tsunghwa mix or design, probably her own making. It worked well to hide the excessiveness of the middle part of her body which was very much going through pregnancy.

She would just look around somewhat amazed but of course her manners would kick in. Standing beside the seat right across from Jack waiting for him to say anything like you may sit or something. She knew how to act accordingly and well…overly civilized, bowing her head for a moment as an act of grace before just standing there, waiting to see if she was welcome to sit.

“Dear sister, you have no need to wait for my command, we’re family now after all. Gods forbid, a world where just sitting is at the command of a sibling in law.” A small humorful grin crept onto his face, maybe enjoying the teasing of her just a tad more then maybe appropriate. He wasn’t wrong though, they were family, and he sure as hells wasn’t going to be treated like a king by them. “I have a question before we begin, and I apologize in advance if it may seem odd. But have you felt any… odd sensations since coming aboard”, he asked, not really jumping to things but trying to get a feel subtly in if she would be open in stating she had.

Zhang would sit down momentarily. She was trying to be formal considering technically speaking she was an outsider still. Granted it has always been something ingrained into her mindset. Either way, it was already hard to get out of her system. As she sat down she would have some trouble finding a way to sit comfortably. This was aside from the slight odd tension...well tension wouldn’t be the right world but rather just weird feelings over all.

“Hm yeah, ever since we met something felt off. Can’t tell exactly why that is. Eh I don’t know some sort of personal feelings I guess about you being a monarch and well…still hard to say but Brother-in-law I guess?” Admittedly that was her own personal feelings but the demigod side of her was also acting up. But she didn’t make that clear too much other than her first time meeting him.

“I don’t find that all that strange, the war left many with none, and now so many seek to weave their own from other survivors they’ve bonded with. Or with the modern generation, just those they’ve grown close to. I doubt it is all that strange in your own country, after all, we’re all from the same place even if we moved forward under different philosophies.” A sip was taken, the whiskey having that strong cinnamon taste, something he wouldn’t complain about, as it beat the desperately half assed product that was common during the war. Alcohol had been in such high demand for various reasons, that good liquor was all but extinct, or relegated to the powerful. Now it was as common as it had been before the war ever began, yes quite a nostalgic memory.

“Though… I mean when I say sensation, is that of a… external sense. Like there is something more about, something unnatural even you could say”, he asked however, the archduke deciding to probe just a bit more directly.

“...Well to be fair in your…earlier remark…most likely has to do with how I feel personally growing up under someone who was principally speaking....an anarchist through and through.” She would sigh for a moment before collecting herself again. “As for the second part…that sensation? Yeah…to an extent so when we first met each other how come do you ask?” For her it was a matter of, keep silent till asked, because technically speaking she would be seen as a man made monster with all the divine considered to an extent. So it would likely have to be Jack to explain his side first.

The Archduke mulled over if he should just try the tried and true blunt approach for a moment. “Have you ever felt as if you’ve met someone, heavens touched”, he asked finally, Jack giving a more direct look, as he locked eye contact with her as he did. “Something of a trace, left by a higher power, if we were to put it in perhaps a not so religious manner.”

“.....” a brief moment of silence would come from her. She knew exactly what he ment but was conflicted on how to approach it. Taking a moment to think about it before deciding to recognize it for what it was. “Yes I have encountered that before. All of what you just said. Why do you ask exactly?”

“Because let’s be frank. I’ve gotten it from you, and no doubt you have overwhelmingly so from me. I wish to know why that is in your case.” His eye contact hadn’t broken, but it had softened to a somewhat more relaxed position. He wasn’t being questioned on it, but she had confirmed she understood and felt it, and that was in part the biggest answer he needed.

“.....Then I will have to ask then what is your, I guess…metaphysical being or something like that. Or rather what really are you first. Considering I am here as your guest, I assume you would show me what you really are before I show what I really am.” She was playing hard to reach in the sense of a direct answer due to the fact that she did not want to be caught off guard to show her true nature as well.

Jack simply nodded at that request, before casually getting up from his chair. Moving around to behind it, began to remove his suit top and shirt, along with the tie that went with them. After a minute, he laid them across the top of the back of his chair neatly, his toned yet lean build now on display from the waist up. His torso was host to a number of scars, signs of his time on the battlefield, which numbered in the many even at a glance. There were also hints at a large tattoo across the back, that even peaked over the edges at his sides and the tops of his shoulders.

What followed was what felt like a wisp of warm air that seemed to go about the room from nowhere, before a lazily drifting feather was carried on it of white, then one of black. In a sound that was like that of an energizing fire, starting at the low crackle of a smoldering spring of flame, four large wings began to curl out from his back. Despite the room being of decent size, they still had to be curled and curved further as they extended, their tips softly scraping the wall as they bent to follow the walls for room for their length. “I am an Archangel, but for which god, I do not know”, Jack admitted after their expansion and stretching seemed to finally finish.

Zhang would momentarily be taken a back but then again who knows, probably not one of those divines who abuse the power of bending reality too much, least it leads a mark. Once he was done pretty much exposing his upper body to her, which she must admit was flattering to an extent. She would just soon enough sigh as he explained herself.

“...Right then, I guess it’s my turn. But I won’t be flashy or anything I suppose. Mostly because you see I bare children so go figure, not risking it.” It would only take a moment before she would just allow what would be antlers or rather horns in this case to come up from her head, her eyes would turn from the mix of green, blue and hazel into gold. Her hair extended a bit more to look more feminine as well and more gold and jade accessories on her clothing. “This is just a sample of it, and I’m not even going to impose myself here now. I’m a demigod…related to Equilibria and by extension as well Anarchia. Admittedly I shouldn’t really be showing myself off too much because I am accepted by my father and his sister. I am a creation of man and as such an abomination to a degree. I guess you can understand that?” She would say as she finally looked at him directly as well.

“I do, though in my case, I am actually not man made. I couldn’t tell you much else though, as I can’t remember. As crazy as it may sound, I am stuck in a loop of reincarnation, and this isn’t nor the last life I will ever live. My memory blanks up to everything past my previous life, so I only remember this one and the last.” The man casually plucked some feathers from his own wings, pulling two of the white, and two of the black before letting the massive appendages withdraw back into his back. Setting the feathers aside gently, he went about putting his clothes back on.

“Seems like coming out here brought out all the extended relations, and other oddities of us and our kin, including those of the opposing hells”, Jack added as he went about it, then sitting down again. “In all honesty, part of this meeting was just that whole… thing, and getting it off my chest. It's a weird feeling, one of our own walking in, much less one of the hellspawn.”

“I see…” She would think momentarily how else to respond. “Then I guess it does make sense why then we felt so odd. Admittedly I do miss being in this form to a degree, you won’t mind if I stay in it?” She would ask before she would just become more relaxed over the situation. “Well at least you don’t need to worry about things too much then I guess considering you’ve got the blessings of my god as I’m here. I must ask tho, why did you pluck your wings?” It was something she was curious about after he did that.

Jack seemed surprised at the question at first, “Huh, oh I was getting them for my wife and daughter. I promised I would the next time I had unfurled them as a keepsake, but in my position, I don’t do so very often. Very few have ever been allowed to know what I am either.” After he had said as much he waved that it was fine if she did, “It is quite beautiful, but then so are you normally. I see why my brother in law was quite smitten with you, he has a discerning eye, if you do not mind me saying so.” It was idle chatter to help settle the two back into relaxing, easing the previous tension as that weight of a topic had been lifted..

“I see well that makes sense. Hm, might have to think about a keepsake for my own eventually especially if I decide to pull what my old man did and fuck off.” She would say the last part with a bit of anger in her intonation. “Also thank you, well to be frank my looks did come from both siblings so it only pretty much comes natural heh.” Well she was certainly flattered.

“I can understand why you haven’t had a chance to be more true to yourself considering you’re in well…a quite literal high chair. It’s what my old man couldn’t stand and basically retired after his first term, working things more in the background but all of a nation looking at you always doesn’t play nicely. Pretty much why he decided to just head off and not be seen around anymore. Only those related to him even have the right to after he got mad at everyone treating him as the one man who pulled his shit together to try and save things even with the war on going. So yeah, I can see that. Personally why I just wanted to wander off as well, who knew I’d get a husband along the way.” She would chuckle at the last part.

“Who knows, maybe you won’t stop at one”, Jack chuckled briefly. “I wish I could have stayed in the background, but S6 didn’t really have a purpose anymore after we ended the war. Dictator after dictator, toppled like dominoes, until finally the war just collapsed on itself. At least then I didn’t have to be jabbered at by bureaucrats all day, and I got to actually be in my element.” The archduke nodded, his face taking on a nostalgic smile as he did as he looked back fondly before even adding, “I remember when we used to take the prototype stealth tech, and sneak bags of pastries into the entente’s council chambers.”

That last part, yeah no that just started the whole round of background screaming of how the fuck moments in that place right into Zhang’s mind. It was even worse considering half of it was his father screaming. Asking who the fuck let security be this laxed not to mention it’s the council room where the neutral nations and government in exiles resided to have their meetings.

Massive protocol breaches and what not. Zhang for a moment looked like she spaced out, looking like a mile long stare at Jack as she had her moment of PTSD considering that shit still creeped the fuck out of anyone who heard of it or had known of it. Some idiots from the Malakyan Federation were even convinced it was the work of ghosts and started calling them “Pastry Ghosts” or some shit like that. Yeah no she was in a massive PTSD moment alright.

“Oh man, I even heard someone started calling us the Pastrygeists!” The lord was having a good ole laugh, having not caught on to the stare he was getting. “They never let us do crazy shit like that in the normal army, but it was also to just let the entente know we were supporting them”, he said with a final chuckle before settling down. It was then he noticed the thousand yard stare, “Woah, you uh… okay there sis?”

The frustrated screaming of people was still running through her head as people. Most memorable was her father’s frustrations. One point going so far as to trash his office since at the time the paranoia in the area was pretty fucking bad. At this point it was her sanity fighting against her insanity that decided to take the wheel. Pretty hard to snap out of it for a moment even as she finally stopped giving the mile long stare.

“Hm? Uh……right right….I’m sorry…..you did what?.....WHAT?!” she would say the last what with a shout that basically thundered through the room, her demigod side deciding to abuse a little of that imposing power she let go right now in her current form. “Ughhh, you have any idea…how much paranoia and trauma you inflicted into people by doing that….do you. That includes me, you know.”

“Nope, we got in, sat the bag down, and exfiled before anyone so much as sneezed. All in all, a very successful test of the prototype tech. Were you not a fan of the gift?” Jack was obvious to the turmoil he had caused with their stunt, not that it had been intentional, and only meant as a gift of appreciation. “I even made sure to get everyone's favorite as I sat in the corner one day while they were nostalgically discussing pastries from their home countries.”

“STILL does not excuse you!” She would say but now it was back in her normal voice. “You know how many times my father wanted to just burn it all but because they were confirmed not to be poisonous and edible we decided fuck it because rationing is a bitch.” She would say with a stern voice. “We would’ve preferred it if you approached us with it knowingly rather than be all sneaky about it.”

“Yeah, but having to wait on security clearance, they would have gotten cold. We even installed a peasy cake over on the shuttle so they were fresh on arrival”, Jack admitted defensively, unsure of why a bag of pastries garnered so much hostility.

Zhang’s face would just be one of pain, torment, trauma and over all displeasure as she would just put her hands on her face just trying to keep her fury at bay. “....I swear you are so lucky I am pregnant right now. Otherwise I’d have turned this room into a mess aside from the possible sparring match to let go of my anger.” She would say as she would put down her hands once more trying to be civil. “....Still my point stands and it will never excuse you and your folks for doing that.”

“I’m just going to move us away from the topic, and say Matt has some work ahead of him later to help you relax. Just don’t try and add more to the baby queue so soon, ‘kay?” It was his best to take things to less aggravating topics for his guest, “Besides, it’s all in the past, and what’s more important then the future. That’s why we're on this journey after all right?”

Zhang would collect herself completely after that…moment. Say the least yes, there was a lot of things in the past those two could discuss about and it would be almost endless. But considering at this point there’s no shortage of being able to meet him so often now. That can be all saved for later.

“Yes…so what is it you dragged the both of us along here for? You were lucky to catch us before I started sorting out a trip to go back to the Republic. I take it you have something both Matt and I have to work on respectively. I will admit tho I do prefer to have him here if we were to talk about him considering it will concern him. Unless of course we avoid those topics involving him first.”

The Archduke cleared his throat briefly, preparing to jump back onto serious topics, “Well he’ll primarily be here as a specialist for quantum communications, but by and large, the meeting is about forming an alliance of sorts. I am not sure if you’re aware of this, but there was an event where leaders of various civilizations were contacted by an entity via mental… nexus of sorts. They announced the coming restart of the gates, and that it would be seeking help in doing so. I and another leader have recognized the potential threat this may cause for all countries involved.”

“This trip is to meet and discuss that, and I want the republic to have representation as not only does it affect them, but I want them to be involved in the name of mutual interests. This is not the time to stand alone and distanced, but to cooperate at the very least in preparation for unknown threats potentially far bigger then any one nation of ours can handle”, he added, giving the situation in detail.

“I can see that, most of our politicians too. Admittedly the only reason why they keep such a low profile not to mention keep low is mostly due to the fact they don't want some incident that might cause a war. Everyone is tired of war and as it stands we still have a new war to fight and this is ontop of the occasional batshit insurgencies being lead by political extremists here and there. This will actually help us get back into the mood of communication so this is fine.” She would pause remembering the parts mentioned earlier as well.

“I can see also Matt being involved for that so yeah I can honestly see that. Also yes…my dad, former presidents and members of the council and the current President were in that event. Say the least they got together soon after that and my dad started contacting all the siblings regarding it as well. Think you could’ve noticed them being the fairly sizable group of leaders during that meeting according to what my dad described to me.”

“This has been one of the most shaking events since we’ve set out here. To think something was capable of such a feat, much less that there’s a huge interstellar network of gates. Meaning anything can come through them, and from anywhere”, there was an actual genuine tone of concern in his voice as he went further into the situation. “As for your family, I am familiar with them, yes.”

“Eh not really family but more so just general folks from the Republic. But I do get your point. Funnily when the Republic was first being set up my dad gathered a bunch of people one time to start writing down a series of contingency plans. They were very much well aware of a possibility of something like a gate system and well wrote something down in theory on how to handle it.” She would pause for a moment.

“I don’t have the papers with me now and considering that whole list of contingency plans weren’t just solely for that event. You could imagine how high and little in detail they were about it. From what I can remember just barely…considering I used to read the plans as a method to go to sleep. Had something to do with fleet patrols, observation stations and what amounted to probes, more probes observation and then Aerospace contact and what not when it came to anything related to a possible gate. As we speak right now, that contingency plan is most likely in-effect.”

“In your honest opinion though, how well do you think the Republic can handle that in their current state? As far as I can tell, you guys have only set up a lot more recently, so surely anything large scale would be quite taxing?” He wasn’t expecting any sort of ground breaking intel, just an opinion, to gauge how much ground work was going to have to be done for if this pact went through. At this point it felt like everything was a growing list for laying groundwork, for other ground work, or that ground work then leading to other ground work. It was very maddening, to the point that he was glad he could give plans, and someone else could handle the numbers game needed to make it work.

“Well yes most of it is a pain and a strain to handle, especially what…10 to 6 years ago. Mostly due to the fact that the Republic was still getting the rest of its heavy industry ground work finished… However, I assume you’re old enough to remember the remilitarization of Hassan’s old nations before the war. My father was a college student around that time but he was quite the observant person. Go figure half of his plans were from the basis of how to restart an entire country from the ground up.” She would say as she sighed and rested on the sofa.

“It’s definitely resource intensive hence the incorporation of the natives from time to time. However with a society still relatively militarized and well… having a vanguard mindset. You can imagine how fanatical some aspects of society still are. Something we’ve also tried to undo but so far, we only prevent them from gaining any stronger hold in the political circles.”

“Yeah I was there, in a previous life, though I was busy laying the groundwork for what would be S6. As for natives, well I’m sure you’ve met ours, though we’ve kept mostly hands off and out of their affairs. We’ve laid claim to their moons, but only limited stretches of land planetside,” Jack replied before getting comfortable himself. Seeing as things were a lot more casual, he might as well loosen up, removing his suit jacket and tie with a faint sigh of relief.

“Hm, well pretty much the area we claimed has fallen under mostly protectorate statuses of sorts. With the government effectively being the one who regulates interaction, in well, respect of not trying to rush things too much. That and there are some natives who are well lets just say very adaptable to a point where pissing them off might spell the end of our overall situation on that planet let alone future resources.Luckily so far everyone has been mostly cooperative and constructive so it hasn’t been all too bad.”

“Heck I even adopted one of the slimes for a time and now she’s already a Lieutenant in the Aerospace Force. As far as things are concerned for the Federal Republic, guess we came around the right time and place not to get booted out. Only real concern now is that war on the Nalden home world with those weird “want to destroy all organic life” robot shit. Something even with using EMPs the Republic aware won’t be an easy win.”

There was a humorful chuckle from the archduke as she settled back, before teasingly piping up, which seemed to shift into a more nostalgic tone as he did. “Sounds like you were already getting the practice of being a mother ahead of time. Wise of you, and can relate, as I took a few genemods in as my children. Orphans from after war, same for the boy my brother adopted as his son, who you might like meeting sometime. Given everything he’s been through, he chose to be a history teacher”, he said as he thought his own adoptees he’d taken in.

“....” She would blank out for a moment, yeah no sounds about right. To be fair she did adopt someone who used to be a human but got turned into a slime so go figure. Helped a kid with some trauma. “Well I guess you’re right in that case. But then again that’s also possibly a pass over from my father considering he well, he pretty much found me and a bunch of my siblings back in the old hell hole we hid out in.” She would remember fondly of that time. That was…well crazy especially since the way the two met was pretty much through fighting one another.

“Hopefully you don’t have a crazy ton of siblings like I do? My mother was…. Quite enthusiastic in her hay day, to say the least…”, Jack tossed out as a casual question while they were talking about their families. As he had, he poured something to drink, non-alcoholic of course before sliding it over to Zhang. “Majority of which are sisters too to boot, though not to say I don’t also have a fair number of brothers. Mark and I aren’t twins, but we are oddly similar despite being a year apart, save for being opposites in personality.”

“It’s more like…I guess a laboratory of kids? Remember I am not what would be considered divine and I am also not really born from a more “natural” cause. My father pretty much got intel, went out of his way with some special forces guys, found like what…30ish or more or less kids running a whole lab bunker complex thing trying to survive. That also doesn’t include the amount of dead test subjects and other dead people in there.” She would say grimmly as she mentioned that.

“Say the least… It was interesting. The way how my father and I met for the first time was through a long drawn out melee fight after I broke his gun. He got the upper hand but that definitely took a toll on his already ongoing medical complications. After that his country took over the facility and stopped the tests and eventually evacuated us to their mainland.” She would soon enough grab the drink on the table smelling it. “So wait what is in this drink exactly?”

“What? You’ve never had fruit punch? It’s not alcoholic, that’s for damn sure.” A snort was given as if finding it funny she was suspicious of the drink, though he chalked it up to just wanting to know. The drink definitely had that fruity aroma, one of a sweet drink indeed, the coloration being a deep red. “It’s made from produce hydroponically grown from the homeworld. One of the few things we could keep intact with as little as alteration as possible”, the archduke added.

“Hm…well I grew up more on Iced Tea and what not then this. So not really all too familiar, that and the smell of hard alcohols makes things confusing to me to say the least. My old man really had a thing to only drink hard alcohols so yeah no, being around him was well, not so pleasant if he was on a drinking binge.” She would momentarily look distressed. “But then again when you live that long and survive through that whole war from start to end. Think it’s probably justified to some degree.”

“Then maybe it’s a blessing to only be able to remember so much, because for all I know, I could have lived through countless wars. Or the people along the way that I've lost”, the archduke replied, taking on a somber and melancholy expression as if wisps were grazing the barrier of his own memory at the thought. He couldn’t remember, but there was always a torrent of emotion without context, in a wide scope of feeling. Regret, joy, sorrow, loss, mourning, celebration, depression, misery, and forgiveness… The last one was something he wished he could grasp on to, as it felt like something the other feelings demanded at times, and unable to know why.

Zhang would take a drink of the fruit punch as he spoke. Yeah no that’s what he said was most likely right. Especially in a sense of at least not being burdened by it. But then again to carry on the memories of those who gone before, that too is also special on it’s own. For in a sense they live on through you.

“Yeah I can see that. It’s probably why my old man has really had it with people and went into cryo for now after he established everything down.” She would say as she took another sip. “Though they do live on through our memories and I think that’s what counts somewhat. That’s how my old man thinks even though he’s lost almost everything and thought the sun would never shine for him again.”

“I’m gonna be real with you hon, this is getting a little awkward. I get you love your dad, but you talk about him an awfully lot, and I’m not sure I wanted to learn this much about him.” Jack stared at his now empty glass, wondering when it had been finished, before reaching for the whiskey again. “Do you normally talk like this with Matt”, he asked as he filled his glass again.

“No, but we keep going back to the fucking past and well, go figure. We all need therapy it’s just that most of us who survive for this incredibly long. I don’t think there’s anyone qualified for the job, and if there was. Well there’s going to be some catch to it like who knows..a fucking demon being the therapist or some shit I don’t know and I rather not get into it either” She would shudder as she would think of her mom for one moment possibly being that. Nope nope nope nope nope.

“Yeah so I dunno, let’s hug or something, and move on to something… happier…-ish.” It’s all he would say with a sigh, before taking a dredge of whiskey from the glass. Ugh he wished he had something stronger at this point, but hopefully she’d stop talking about her dad at least. “I don’t, maybe tell me how you met Matt, or how you’re liking the country so far. Something…”, he added, just throwing out anything that would move the conversation along to better places.

"Yeah no you're right. This shit of the long past is a pain and it really loves to be imposing and depressing at the same time. Then again go figure it just sounds like we had horrible childhoods." She would take a sip of the fruit punch. Before moving to sit beside Jack, putting her arms behind his back

"How I wish I could have some alcohol right now…sigh. So right how Matt and I met. Well, say the least I was fiddling with one of the things he was working on. Not sure if its government property, if it is…just let me pay it over time don't inform the government about it. I don't want my relatives to find out. So…right I was fiddling with one of those big satellite thingies to reconnect me to the republic in some capacity. He caught me, and well we sorted it out and I got my connection to information from home thanks to him. After that he asked me where I was staying, showed him my campsite in the wilderness and yeah no he told me I'm pretty much only being lucky right now and he eventually took me home with him since I didn't live anywhere safe hahahah."

“Eh, I don’t care. If it still works fine, then what would be the use of making you pay for something not broken enough to matter”, Jack seemed to scoff with a snort, finding the idea of it being a problem ridiculous. “That being said, definitely one to tell the kids someday. Though… isn’t it the wolf you’re supposed to run into in the wild?” The last bit was a jesting quip of course, but it was an odd story to say the least, more then worthy of poking some fun at her with.

“...I guess snake over wolf I guess when it comes into the wild.” She would have a smug look on her face. “Well I guess you can tell that to them. Either way what I did pretty much got me what I needed so I have the items I need to use to explain the situation in the meeting later thanks to that.” She would take a deep sigh. “So I guess that's the story of the auntie who found herself in a new world and got a husband soon after heh.”

“Unsure of what you mean? Who’s this auntie you’re referring to? Is it some sort of regional tale that I’m just not familiar with”, the archduke asked. Auntie in a new world, sure sounds like a story if he ever heard one, but in a way so was he from an outside reference if worded within certain contexts.

“Silly you….that’s me…pfft” she would chuckle for a moment as she would look at him. “I’m the auntie considering it would be your kids that would hear the story about me from you. I’m surprised you think like that. But then again it does sound like something you can turn into a fairy tale eventually. Especially since all legends have some element of truth in them.” She would lightly punch Jack soon after as a joke.

“Unfortunately all mine are grown up now unless I were to make more, so I doubt it would be as interesting for them I fear”, Jack admitted, thinking how all his children were indeed adults. Though it had been for only some time, he had enjoyed being able to care for the little ones when they had been. The joy of being a father, one most parents probably came to miss once it was gone, even as hectic as such childhoods could possibly be for the parents.

“Hmm…I see….well heh, that’s up to you then. I guess I just have to figure out how to make it into a more child-friendly story.” She would say as she rubbed her womb. “While you get to be an uncle and someone who has to deal with me as ambassador. Honestly, I feel like they might enjoy being here and going back to the Republic. Their childhood is going to be interesting, to say the least.”

“If you’re not careful, you might get more piped in with him”, he chuckled lightly, “Then we’ll have even more to tell the tale.” The archduke was fully aware of Matt’s breeder genes and lineage, something that must be quite difficult for him daily, but also for his partners trying to keep up. “How do you enjoy being a mom anyways, is it exciting, happy to think of the little ones on the way?”

“Hm? Well…its hard to explain. It’s like a feeling of euphoria having them and knowing they are yours. That what they will do in the future came from your care. At the same time, there’s some element of fear and concern due to how you don’t know what world you’re bringing them in and how will you, well physically bring them in. It’s nice and all but sometimes I wish I could put something in there again just for fun. Yeah, I haven’t done it too much since I was this pregnant heh.” she would chuckle for a moment. “Mostly because I just don’t know how it will go for the kids.”

There was a slight flush to the man’s cheeks at this point, having gone through a couple glasses of whiskey during their conversation. He wasn’t drunk, but there was enough for certain inhibitions to be weakened for sure. “Well the trick as I’ve learned from my wife is, just to do it very slowly, and not go full thrust”, Jack began, “I could help if you’d like?”

She would look at Jack for a moment as she would ponder about it for a moment. “Alright…then…show me…Matt is after all a beast compared to you. A fine gentleman, I’m sure perhaps you will be able to prove that to me then.” She would say as she would gesture to her crotch. “I suppose I should lay down first?” she would ask as she would expose herself from her dress showing her panties to Jack.

“Not necessarily, we’ll start slow with the small stuff first”, he replied as he reached a hand down to feel at her crotch gently. Leaning in his other hand was laid upon her pregnancy swollen breast, as his lips soon met her’s. Kissing Zhang gently but insistently, rubbed at her panties, feeling the contours of what was held under the soft fabric.

Zhang would just feel the pleasure of what Jack was doing. Her member was pleasured by Jack's fingers running up along her slit covered by her soft panties. Biting her lip as she would feel her part just enjoying the touch of something once more in her vagina. While she also enjoyed the hold on her breast, it leaked some milk. "Hmfp that's good. Guess there's something to your own experience." She would say as she let go of the kiss for a moment before going back intensely at it.

Deeper he rubbed, applying some firmness that pressed the fabric into her slit as the silk stroked her clit. Kissing some more, he finally parted lips before pausing to move her straps down to expose her milk laden bosom. Going back to rubbing, Jack took one of the breasts back in hand, fondling it a bit, before latching his lips to her teat to suckle. Fondling it as he did a little more, swapped hands to let the other now have the opposite breast to fondle, as the once fondling right now stroked the fabric into her slit.

She would moan for a moment as she felt the milk be sucked from her tit. The liquid pressing out of her made a weight on her chest feel lighter as it would go into his mouth. The continuation of her hole being played with by his fingers would continue to grant her pleasure. But she wanted more, she wanted something big there. "I see someone has taken to a mother's breast." As she said that she would just brush her hand on his head breezing through Jack's hair like a mother petting her child.

“Enough to make her a mother again if she’s too playful”, Jack teasingly quipped to her before sliding his hand down into her panties to really get at her sex. His palm stroked her twin lady cocks against her pelvis, as two of his fingers spread her entrance on their insertion, stroking the clit under the joint of their knuckles. The archduke enjoyed the sweet taste of her milk, having re-occupied the teat after his little rebuttal, not at all minding the hair tussling.

"Hmpf what's this, you're not only after going for my womanhood I see?" She would remark as she felt her penises being touched and used. "Naughty naughty boy…but I will allow it." *She would say as she still had her hand on his head. She was having the full experience and it was sensational. Both her manhood and womanhood being pleasured and touch was just a great treat.

Leaning up, the angel kissed her again, “Good to know you approve my dear, guess Matt have to start sharing the title of husband if we keep this going.” Kissing her deeply, Jack finally after a few more minutes of lip locking, slid down to give her sex the oral treatment in preparation for the penetration. Pulling her panties down slowly, before kissing her cocks and slit. His tongue would find her clit soon enough, lapping the pleasure pearl in between probing her slit.

She would chuckle in that remark, I guess he will. Soon enough as he stopped with the kissing she would look down to see him use his mouth to pleasure all of her sexes. “Yeah…yeah…thats good, no wonder you became an archduke heh.” she would say as her slit and the entrance to her vagina continued to be the most sensitive but most needy part of her.

As he probed his tongue in deeper, Jack began to remove his shirt again, before getting in deep as his lips kissed her pussy lips. A free hand held up her cocks, stroking them both in his grip ate her out for a bit. Once the Archduke was sure she was nice and aroused, her pussy adequately wet, he sat up again. “Now for the part I’m sure you’ve been waiting for then”, he whispered with another kiss before helping her finish disrobing. Removing his pants, freed his cock, his tip then brushed across her awaiting sex. Pushing it in firmly yet slowly, let his wings return before cocooning them on the couch as he embraced her in coital penetration.

She would gasp for a moment as her cocks were being stroked. Oh the pleasure was certainly a lot for her to handle but she hasn’t came yet. Soon enough by the time he would penetrate her, at last she was close. What she wanted, no needed for some time being placed into her once more. Gasping again as his member would penetrate into her. “I see…I see why you are an angel alright.” She would say as she would enjoy his embrace and penetration, becoming one.

Starting slow and gently, he worked his rod through the depth of her sex, feeling as her walls gripped and pulled him in. “You flatter me, but I merely want my ladies to be as comfortable as possible when we make love is all.” He hummed with pleasure as he held Zhang close, Jack rocking himself inside her as wrapped them both in feathered safety. Kissing along her neck as he did, the man enjoyed the feel of her body, the feel of her hungered pull on his shaft, and the smell she gave of being this close.

Zhang would just continue to enjoy the pleasures she was dealing with. As he pulled in and out of her, her needy sex would be some perfect mix of loose and tight as it tried to keep him in to fill the emptiness and looseness that was made due to her pregnancy. She would also love his actions of affection to her as she would repay him back with snuggling him in her embrace. The smell she gave off was one of being close to climaxing and a young womanly scent with a hint of floral in it. She would continue to let her body be the object of adoration by Jack as he continued to pleasure her. Though her climax was reaching ever so closely as both her sexes were clinching.

Feeling how she tightened with approaching orgasm, Jack sped up his motions, thrusting a little more firmly with quickened pace. Still not trying to go too fast, or too hard, careful of how he handled the pregnant woman. Sure enough he was approaching climax alongside his lover, before he felt that sharp intake of a tug from her vaginal muscles to tell him she was cumming. With a groan filled moan that was muffled as he kissed her deeply, came as well with her, hilting in deep as he did and embraced her close.

It wouldn’t take long either for Zhang to go, once he came inside her. She was next, both her penises and vagina would go off as he came inside her. The pleasure was just too heavenly and now she has finally released. Her fluids basically go all over the place and make a mess on her and Jack while Jack’s dick would be completely covered by her own juices as well.

Even as the mess settled, Jack scooped up Zhang gently after pulling out, before bringing her to sit in his lap. Slowly, the archangel mounted her on his rod once again, this time as he pushed into her ass. Once the woman was nice and hilted, his thrusts would resume, his hands coming around the front to hold her laden breasts. “Maybe we should have some kids after your current batch with Matt, I feel compelled to do it for some reason, and I would be lying if I said I wasn’t curious. Would we give birth to more angels”, he wondered as he asked her that in her ear, before lips lightly nipped the edge of said ear in teasing.

Zhang would just nestle against Jack as she rode on him. She enjoyed the tightness of her womb being penetrated by the sizable member of Jack. Being nipped at the edge of the ear felt cute and lovely. “W-well…” she would huff for a moment as she just loved the current feeling. “Let’s see about that after this one, as it is you don’t know how much you might influence these kids with what we are doing.” Zhang would say as she would just continue to ride Jack. “If these kids turn out something close to that, it’s going to be interesting.” she would say with a playful tone.

“Bet they’ll all be as good looking as their mom, and as smart as their father”, he replied with yet another nibble of her ear, before kissing along her exposed neck some more. His cock felt good being taken by her ass, able to hit much deeper, and be taken to the hilt much more easily. He bet it felt good against her prostate too as he shifted his length deep into it, his hands enjoying the way her breasts filled his kneading hands generously. “I know you spoke of the fear of what world you’d be bringing these kids into, but I have hope that it's a bright one. Afterall, we’re all hard at work to make sure it is from the one we had before. So let's make many happy kids together, and work on making it a better one for everyone’s kids going forward.”

The penetration in her ass was pleasuring her alright. Her protestate and her behind tightly holding on his dick as it penetrated her. “Hmmm yes…you’re right ahhh….” She was trying to formulate something but the pleasure was heavenly. “Well…to be fair…what we are caught hmm lacking, I am sure the kids will fix it or be better then us mph”

Jack scooped her up in his hands as she was still mounted on his manhood, before gingerly carrying her to the attached quarters. Pulling her into the bed, where they laid on their sides, and her being big spooned by the archduke. “Then this will be good practice as we enjoy ourselves for a time longer, for when we make our own”, he whispered into her ear, even as he nibbled it again. They would do for some time, their blessed vigor proving an enduring match as the two heavenly lovers continued their intimate courting between the sheets.