Strange Succubi are generally feared. They suck the life force out of males through intercourse. It's not that they're bad creatures, but they need to do it to live. Usually, once a male is used, he's as good as dead. But maybe one man, could eventually learn to cope with a succubus, even though that succubus is a hungry ditz that lives in his home.
This chapter is a rewrite as the original was two-three years ago and "ew", came to mind upon rereading it. So here you go! Go check out my profile for links to my Twitter and Tumblr, I'd love to talk with you guys! Soul'd my Soul to the Devil Herself "So, who are you? Within a vice grip of hand and claw, my torso was snared tightly by naked woman with wings protruding her back. I tried to scream, but a sharp hand immediately covered the entrance to my mouth.
I lived alone in my tiny apartment and was away from home. I doubted anyone would search for my body until weeks after it rotted to bone. I braced for the worst. I was still alive, however. The woman who had me caught simple held me in place on the bed and snoozed. Her drool poured like a leaky faucet from her mouth. She didn't cut into my skin with her claws, nor did she decide to execute me in any manner.
I squirmed, shook, and struggled in her arms. For a woman with the body and bust of a world-class runway model, I thought her strength was tremendous. There was no time to enjoy the fact that a naked woman was in my bed, even so, the wings at the time were a bit of a turn-off. I tried everything from biting to kicking, but I was unable to escape my arm prison. What was a bit more interesting than my hostage situation was that my captor did not wake from her slumber after all my movement and action.
Seeing that sleep wasn't an option, I decided to wait till she woke to finally start negotiations out of the situation. She yawned, stretching her slender arms out and exposing her bust for me to gaze at. Her wings looked like those depictions of the devil, they were outlined in black and filled with red and had small spikes sticking out from the ends.
Her hair burned hotter than the flames of hell itself and dropped down to her waist. She shook her head and the horns on top of it as she asked, "What's for breakfast? I dashed back into the bedroom where she was still half-asleep and began to threaten her. Another smile crossed her face, not one of malice and evil, but one of joy, but not exactly joy. It was more than joy. The woman who invaded my apartment signaled me to the bed, next to the torn pillow, which I obediently obliged as I still valued my life at that point.
Her wings expanded her wings again as she pushed me down and crawled on top of me. Warm hands wormed their way down to my pants and removed them. And, well, I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
After the dirty deed, we sat awkwardly in the living room over a cup of coffee which she seemed unfamiliar with as she sniffed it and recoiled at its bitter taste. My apartment was exactly furnished well, seeing I was only a college student. There were a few chairs and a sofa, with an untrimmed bonsai tree at the center of the coffee table. The walls were a blank white with nothing but a window hanging from it.
I had to ask her again in a non-threatening manner, i. Aeris once again restated her name and left it at that. I had to ask her more specifically what was the entire deal with her wings, claws, horns, and fangs.
It seemed too good to be cosplay, yet anoher concept that Aeris did not manage to grasp. A fine start to the entire explanation was that she came from the depths of hell and she was a succubus, a supernatural being who used men sexually to suck the life out of them.
I wasn't too keen on the whole subject of mythology, but thanks to my ever growing male body, the sex was. Aeris went on to elaborate on how it would have been a hassle to go from house to house to get fed and chose me as her vessel and surface world guide. Bowing her head she apologized for her rude behavior the night before and the morning of.
Kind of a sweet girl once you get past the whole demon from hell that can kill you side of her. So that was the decision I had to make in college, probably the most important one I'd ever have to make really.
I didn't think about the consequences. How would I tell people, should I tell people? Could I afford everything? Could I keep up with Aeris' libido? I had two choices and two choices only: I chose the former and so began my life with Aeris the Succubus.
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