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Decadent Habits	By : OverMaster Category: +M to R > Mahou Sensei Negima/Magister Negi Magi Views: 8829 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The author of this is Darkenning. I'm just posting it with his approval.

Once again - Negima belongs to Akamatsu Ken. No challenge is intended to that ownership by the authors of this document, an example of parody. Neither is any challenge intended to the ownership of any other copyrighted materials parodied within it. This story is fiction; any resemblance to real individuals or organizations is unintentional.

I decided to write a really serious disclaimer, given that this chapter is going to be pretty silly. Credit for the plot seed belongs to OverMaster. Please visit my author's profile page to vote in the poll; the outcome of that vote determines what will happen in the next chapter, and whether this story will continue.

Decadent Habits

Chapter 10: Haruna

So let's review, thought Kagarazuka Asuna as she wearily slumped through the dormitory's halls. Negi's mother is also my mother. She had me when her own father raped her when she was twelve. Despite this, she doesn't hate me, she loves me. She loves me so much that she wants to have sex with me and Negi, as well as watching the two of us have sex with each other, and has actually been and probably is right now training Negi to be able to satisfy us.

This is messed uuuuppppp.

But despite how horrible it all was, she couldn't forget how she'd felt when she found out that Negi actually was her little brother, and the look on his face when he'd told her that he loved her, and the gentle look of Arika's face as the older woman had told her about seeing her born. It had been so ... sweet. The emptiness inside had gone away, for a little while. But if Negi was her brother, shouldn't she be protecting him from this sort of thing? But what if that meant never seeing her mother again?

She didn't know what to do, and the long minutes of thought she'd devoted to the question hadn't helped. She needed advice. Looking around her, she found that her footsteps had led her to the dorm room where Ayaka, Chizuru and Natsumi lived, and she reached out to the door to knock. Maybe Ayaka would be able to -

"You have the opportunity to have passionate sex with that wonderful boy, a brother to you like the brother I've always yearned for, and you're even thinking about passing it up? You apish fool, Kagarazuka Asuna, you lecher after the elderly! I will give myself wholely to Negi-sensei in your place then! Seize her my minions!"

- orrrrr not.

"Ah, come on, what am I supposed to do?" Asuna yelled.

A moment later, the door beside Ayaka's dorm room door slowly creaked open. Asuna flinched, realizing that her outburst had attracted attention, and turned to apologize.

"What's all the hub-bub, bub?" asked Saotome Haruna, hair antenna twitching.

"My son, you have developed basic proficiencies in the erotic arts," Arika said, once again seated on the other side of the kotatsu from Negi. "You have developed skill with fellatio -"

Negi was not altogether sure how this constituted training, as he lay back and let his mother rub and lick what she insisted on calling his cock. But the sensation was so wonderful that he couldn't possibly argue.

"- with cunnilingus -"

Her fingers gently moved through his hair as her hands guided his head to the correct stations on her ... well, she called it her cunt, and it would be rude not to use the same term as she did, even if it seemed inappropriate. But the gentle smile on her face as she looked down on him ...

"- and with paizuri."

His little hips moved back and forth as he squatted on her abdomen. He really couldn't see the point of this, and the look on her face suggested she wasn't getting a lot out of it either.

"As yet, you don't really have the size to be effective at paizuri," Arika continued. "But that will come in the fullness of time, and when it does, you will be prepared for it. There remains only the most fundamental of sex acts: intercourse." She rose up and began to undo her skirt. "Let us proceed."

"Um, uh, just a moment," interjected Negi, nervously. "Isn't intercourse how babies are made?"

"Yes, that's so. However, I am presently using certain birth control magics so as to prevent that," Arika lied. "Asuna will be given a tonic for that purpose as well," she lied some more.

"Well, okay, but, still, maybe we ought to wait for Asuna to come back before we -"

Just then the door swung open, but despite Negi's immediate hopes, the person who cheerfully called out "Tadaima!" turned out to be Konoka, cheerfully leading Setsuna and her father into the dorm room.

Eishun stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Arika standing in the middle of the room. "Your majesty," he murmured, and dropped to one knee, bowing his head.

Arika blinked. "Rise, my knight," she said, gently ruffling his hair. "I am queen of nothing, now, and such formality ill-suits old friends such as we. I have already met young Konoka. You have a fine daughter, Eishun."

He lifted his head, turned to look at Setsuna, then returned his gaze to Arika. "I have two."

"Eh?" said Negi.

"Yeah, Setsuna and I are sisters," Konoka confirmed, hugging her mortified bodyguard closely. "Isn't that wild? I still haven't forgiven daddy for not telling us. He's earning his forgiveness, though."

"Oh," said Negi. "Does this mean -"

"No," Konoka answered firmly as Setsuna radiated embarassment.

"Oh."

The door being left open, it was simple for Yuna to barge in, dragging her father along with her. "Hey, Negi, is Asuna in? I really need to apolo- oh, hey, Konoka, Setsuna."

Professor Akashi blinked in surprise. "Eishun? What brings you to Mahora?" There was just a bit of a chill in his tone.

"Obviously, my daughters do, Wataru," Eishun answered, equally chilly.

"Um ... do you two know each other?" asked Setsuna, uneasy with the way this conversation was going.

"It's probably magical stuff that, hey, wait, daughters?" Yuna asked, blinking.

"Actually," Akashi interjected, "it's not. Um ... not quite sure how to put this ..."

"We are half-brothers. The man my mother married was a randy goat who had numerous affairs, including one with Wataru's mother," Eishun explained.

"Ohhhh," said Konoka. "Hey, that makes us cousins," she said to Yuna, smiling broadly.

"Yeah, it does," Yuna agreed.

They smiled at each other in complete sympatico. Then, simultaneously, they blinked, and stared at each other. "Oh my gosh, you fucked your daddy like I did, didn't you?" they chorused.

"Eh?" said Negi, eyes wide.

"Now, my son, considering what we have done and were about to do, you shouldn't judge," Arika pointed out.

"Eh?" chorused Setsuna and Eishun, eyes wide.

Konoka clapped her hands together, her eyes going starry, as she kicked the door closed. "You know, I just had a really cool idea," she said, smiling incredibly widely.

"So you won't talk, eh?" said Haruna, glasses gleaming.

"Of course I'll talk," said Asuna irritably. "You haven't asked me anything yet." She'd been pulled in to the room where Haruna lived alone, and was seated at a kotatsu across from the artist, who was wearing a stereotypical beret and had piles of drawings in front of her.

"No, no, we both know how this is going to go," Haruna said, shaking her head. "You refuse to talk, and I slowly but surely wheedle the terrible details out of you, then burst out into laughter at how petty and silly your problems actually are."

"Saotome, I'll tell you what my problems are. You don't have to wheedle." She looked down at the artwork. "What are you drawing, anyway?"

"Trying to distract me? It won't work. I won't tell you all about the Kira/Cagalli doujin I'm hard at work on. I'll never describe the exquisite beauty of their union. I -"

"Wait," said Asuna, who wasn't really all that fond of mecha shows, but had picked up one or two things. "Aren't Kira and Cagalli brother and sister?"

"Yes," Haruna replied, grinning broadly. "Forbidden love is the best kind."

Asuna groaned, and started to get up. "This is pointless. I know what you're going to tell me."

"Huh?" said Haruna, frowning. "What -"

"It's obvious what you'll tell me. You'll want to come along and draw pictures of it happening!"

"Of what happening?" Haruna's frown grew deeper.

"Me having sex with Negi, because Arika wants me to, because she's our mother, his and mine, and she wants to have sex with both of us, and -"

"Asuna," Haruna snapped. "Sit. Down."

Asuna sat, feeling as miserable as ever.

Haruna pulled out her cell phone and slapped it down on the table between them. "Are you going to call the police, or would you rather I did it?"

"Youngsters nowadays," Akashi sighed, lying flat on his back.

"Yes," Eishun panted, gathering his strength back up. "Then again, it's not like we've any right to talk. We're going along with it, after all."

"Hey, it was your daughter's idea," the teacher replied.

"Yours was very quick to support it!" the swordsman countered.

Resting between them, her legs spread, Arika hummed. "Well. If there's something my years of captivity taught me, it's that there's no low we humans won't sink down to. But it's better to take it in stride. Ready, Negi?"

The boy nodded, grabbing her hips with some residual shyness. "Y-Yes, Ma'am! Are you -?"

Yuuna giggled, straddling her gulping father. "She looks that way from here! Hey, Konoka! We trade places after this, don't we?"

"Sounds good," Konoka said with a smile, getting herself comfortable over Eishun's lower body. She bit her lip as her father's manhood slid into her core. "But what about Negi-kun?"

Negi was already huffing, bouncing back and forth in a steady rhythm, grabbing onto his mother's bountiful round breasts, his eyes nearly rolling back into his head. "Don't ... worry about me. I think ... I'll go for a ... repeat with Mother ... right after this ..."

"That's my boy," Arika purred, running a hand through his hair, then pulling on it, making him moan. He wasn't penetrating far into her.

Setsuna finished stripping down and sighed while sitting on Eishun's face. "Perhaps it'd have been for the best if Cosmo Entelecheia had rewritten us," she mused regretfully, even as his tongue began to caress her private folds, making her skin crawl all over.

But then Konoka leaned forward and claimed her lips, and all protests were forgotten.

"Call the -" Asuna broke off, staring at Haruna in complete confusion.

"I am really kind of pissed off at you, right now, Asuna, but you need help, so I'm going to keep it under control," Haruna said in a clipped tone. "His mother is doing sexual things with Negi, yes or no."

"Yes, she said so, and -"

"She's molesting her son. Her ten year old son. And she made a pass at you. And you don't think you ought to call the police on the crazy bitch?" Haruna's voice went up at the end of her question. "What the hell happened to you, you used to threaten iincho if she even made the slightest gesture at Negi, and now you're waffling about what you ought to do about this?"

"Why are you so mad?" Asuna asked, shrinking under Haruna's obvious fury.

"Why am I so mad? What the hell would give you the idea that I'd countenance child abuse? That I'd want to draw pictures of it!"

"You're drawing pictures of brothers and sisters -" Asuna protested, gesturing at the pages.

"These are fictional characters! They're not real, Asuna! They're exactly as old as the paper they're drawn on, or the computer displays where they'll eventually appear! Yes, I write about incest, I draw people doing it, but not real people. Yes, I occasionally have fantasies about my older brother and the women in his life, but the fantasy versions of them that exist in my head are not real people either! I would never, ever look the other way when I saw something like that!" Haruna broke off, breathing heavily. "And you're supposed to be a hell of a lot more moral than I am," she added, accusingly.

"But she's my mother," Asuna repeated, aware that she was whining.

"That doesn't make it better, it makes it worse."

"And she says, she told me, when love is mutual, everything is okay -"

Haruna slapped a hand on the table. "That's crap, Asuna! That's as big a load of crap as 'love means never having to say you're sorry'. You can love people without having to jump in bed with them. I love Konoka and Nodoka and, and okay, I've had fantasies, but I don't go there because it would mess up their relationships, with me and other people. Love is not an excuse to do whatever the hell you want!"

"But if I do what you want, I'll never see her again."

"And that's a bad thing? Asuna, I get that you want a family, what orphan doesn't? But the kind of family where you have to overlook or participate in what you're describing to me, that's not the kind of family you want. Please, Asuna, if you can't call the police, then let me do it. You know it's the right thing to do."

Asuna stared at the phone, wondering if she really did.

NEXT: Negi.
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