Naamah grabbed her scythe, rolling her eyes. Another foolish human made a stupid decision of drinking a lot of beer, and died. Now it was her job to take his soul to the underworld. "Oh, yes, another day on going to the fucked up world of humans." She muttered to herself, walking to the portal. A deep chuckled rang through her dormitory and she slowly turned around, already knowing who it was. She sighed, her deep, demonic, yellow eyes looking at the dark silhouette of her mentor. "Yes master?" She asked, a little attitude in her voice. "Now, now Skythe, don't hit me with that attitude." He replied with a smirk, walking out of the shadows. "You and I both know how much you love the human world." He said leaning on the dark red wall. "Yes, because I love to see them die for completely foolish reasons. I love to see the chaos that has formed there." She explained, putting her hood on. "I don't think that's any different from here." Thanatos retorted. "Yes, yes. I have to go now, I might be out a little longer." She said, smirking. "Diábolus custodiat animam tuam." He nodded. She nodded back. "Terra mater est." She said loudly, before being engulfed in green flames. (A/N: Yes, like in Harry Potter or something -_-)
Naamah right in front of a apartment door which had the number '12' in a small metal plate. She heard music going on, very loud music. She chuckled, no wonder this person died, a party like this, anything could happen. She looked down to herself, shrugging. It really didn't matter to her what the humans thought of her, to her, their thoughts were like shit. She adjusted her scythe under her cloak before opening the door and walking in, noticing some eyes on her. She smirked and walked toward a door. She opened it and saw a female on top of a limp body; she was slapping his cheek lightly. She noticed the girl half naked, with a bra strap down her shoulder. "Move over." She demanded with a deep voice, making the girl look up with wide eyes. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" She asked, outraged. Naamah took a better look at the girl, she had big breast, that were obviously implants, her face plastered with make-up, and she knew the girl was anorexic. Naamah let out a deep chuckle. "Oh, honey, he's dead." She laughed, walking over to the boy's limp body. "What?!" The girl squealed. Naamah put two fingers on his neck and felt nothing. "Yeah, he's dead. Sorry honey, you're gonna have to find another boy-toy for the night." She said, taking out the necklace of souls. "You-you killed him!" The girl screamed, making Naamah's head to snap at her. "Killed him? Why would you think that? I just said he's dead, never did I imply that I killed him." She explained simply, smirking. She had found her first victim of the night. "I'm going to call the cops!" She yelled, getting her skirt and taking the phone out. Naamah chuckled at her stupid decision. "Why are you humans such idiots now-a-days?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. She gripped her scythe behind her back, her eyes flashing. "What? What do you mean?" The girl asked, forgetting about calling the cops. Naamah had to laugh. "Do you really think I'm human? You stupid bitch." She snapped, her temper rising. She always had hatred to humans, especially females like this one. Naamah started walking towards the girl, a evil smirk plastered on her face. Before the girl could respond, Naamah took out her scythe and sliced her neck, blood pouring from it. The girl's eyes widened as she gurgled from the blood. She fell to the ground, the light leaving her eyes. Naamah bit her lip and giggled, opening the bedroom window and throwing the girl's body away, it was worthless.
She took her soul necklace; it's a skeleton hand holding a crimson red orb, with a satin cord to hang it. She inhaled and she felt the energy of the soul enter her body. She smiled and closed her eyes in pleasure. Every time the energy of a soul enters her body, it utters some kind of pleasure to her.
After a few moments,the pleasure went away and she sighed. She looked through the drawers and a few minutes, she was dressed in a white tank-top, black skinny jeans, and a pair of high heels. She slipped out of the room, then out of the party, it smelled like drugs in there and she wasn't interested in that kind of crap. She walked out of the building and found herself in the New York streets. "Hmm...interesting." She mumbled to herself, walking toward a building that seem like a club. She walked toward the line, hearing people complain about it. She looked at the male in front of her and smiled, giving him a wink. He raised his eyebrow and smirked, taking the rope off so she could pass. She kept hearing people complain even more about it, making her chuckle. As she walked in she heard loud music booming from the club. She found herself looking at men and women pressed against each other, everywhere. She walked over to the bar, swaying her hips slightly. She felt the eyes of both men and women staring at her. She sat on one of the stool, looking at the bartender, who was looking at her chest. "Hey there hun, what would you like?" He asked, giving her a seductive smirk with a wink. Naamah smiled back. "Give me a whiskey." She replied, turning around on the stool and leaning her back on the counter. She looked around the club, she felt something watching her, something that wasn't human. Her yellow eyes found themselves looking at those deep red eyes, it was no doubt that those were Thanatos' eyes watching her from afar. Her eyes narrowed at them, she wanted to be alone this night, with nobody from the extraordinary watching her. She heard a glass being put down on the counter. "There ya go honey." The bartender said from behind her. She ripped her eyes away from the crimson eyes and looked back. She took five bucks from her pocket muttering a 'Thanks.' to the bartender. She quickly downed the whiskey, the strong liquid going down her throat, but it barely had any effect on her. She got off the stool and started walking to the crimson red eyes. She found Thanatos, who was leaning on the wall.
"What are you doing here?" She hissed in a low voice. "I'm just here to make sure you don't cause so much trouble." He hissed back, making her roll her eyes. "I haven't caused any problems." She retorted. "The girl you killed, she could have been a perfect succubus." He whispered, making her scoff. "Look, I just want this night to only be me, alone." She snapped, walking away. "And your humans." She heard him mumble. She stopped and sharply turned around. "My humans?" She hissed, with disgust in her voice. Thanatos rolled his eyes. "Oh please, don't act like you don't like them, in fact, you take pleasure in them." Naamah's eyes widened slightly. She wasn't a virgin, and she had some one-night-stands once a while, before killing them. "How dare you." She snapped, her eyes glowing slightly. "I don't know why you care so much about my love or hate about humans." She sighed. "I don't." He growled. "Then could you leave me alone?" She asked, getting impatient. Thanatos glared at her and nodded. She spun around and started walking back to the stool were she was sitting on. As she sat down, she noticed a boy-probably eight-teen or a little older- with black scene hair next to her. She looked away, smirking as she noticed him looking at her. She turned her head slightly to him. "Hey." She said, taking some of her hair off her face. He smiled back. "Hey." He replied. Naamah noticed how his eyes traveled up and down repeatedly and smirked. "Want to dance?" She asked, nodding to the dance floor. The guy smirked back. "Sure." He replied, grabbing her hand and taking her to the dance floor. "I'm Leo, by the way." He said while doing so. "I'm Sam." Naamah lied with a smirk. "Hmm, nice name." Leo said, putting his hand on her hips. "Thanks." She said, turning around, so her back was facing his front. She took a hold of his hands and kept them on her hips while grinding her ass against his crotch. She felt his manhood getting harder as he groaned. Leo buried his face into Naamah's neck, kissing it lightly. She bit her lip, the feeling of his manhood turning her on slightly. She turned around and gave him a deep, long kiss. Leo didn't hesitate in responding, he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. His hands moved to her ass, squeezing it slightly, making her moan lowly. His lips departed, as he started to kiss down her neck. He nibbled her neck, making her squeak. Naamah pulled away and looked into his eyes. "Let's go to you place." She said, smirking. Leo smirked back and nodded, grabbing her hand and leading her out of the club. Naamah looked back at the crimson red eyes that stood out, and smirked.
(Warning: Some mature content, viewer discretion is advised.)
As they got to the apartment, Leo pinned Naamah to the door and greedily crashed his lips onto hers. Naamah responded by kissing back and slightly biting his lips, making him moan. Leo's hand found the door knob and he slowly opened the door, not breaking the kiss. Both of them walked in and Leo closed the door with his foot, then grabbed Naamah's thighs and wrapped her legs around his waist, supporting her by the ass. He walked in his room and threw Naamah on the bed, climbing on top of her. He started placing tender kisses on her neck, while his hands rubbed her hips. "Leo.." She breathed as he started to kiss further down to her collar bone, which was her sensitive spot. She let out a moan as Leo softly bit her collar bone. Leo pulled away and quickly took off his shirt, revealing a shaved flat stomach, but you could still see the abs. Naamah smirked and flipped over, taking off her tank-top. She could feel Leo's manhood getting harder underneath her, which made her wet. With a smirk, she ran her hand down his chest, to his stomach, and then her hand stopped right below his belt, a little bit above his crotch. He grunted. "God Sam...don't tease me.." He groaned, making her chuckle. She leaned down and started to kiss his neck, slightly rubbing his crotch, slipping her heels off. She felt his hand going to her bra and he clipped it open. Naamah pulled away, and slowly took the bra off, showing her 'D' cup breasts. Leo's eyes widened slightly at the sight, and then he smirked and flipped over. He pinned her hands above her head as he kissed her collar bone, and started kissing lower to her breast. He started to suck on her breast, nibbling on the nipple. Naamah arched her back in pleasure, a moan escaping her lips. He started to lick down her stomach, until he reached her jeans. His free hand went down her thigh and spread her legs wider. Then he reached for the button of her jeans and opened it and started to tug the jeans down, which, for him, was surprisingly easy. He rubbed her clit through her underwear, Naamah let out a moan. He leaned over to her ear. "Mmm..you're so wet." He purred, biting her earlobe softly. He leaned back and pressed his lip onto her hip-bone. Then he bit down on her pantie and started to pull it down. Once he got it off, he threw it and slowly stroked her clit again, making her even more wet. "...Leo.." She moaned. "Give me more Leo, please.." She begged, making Leo smirk. He knew what she meant, but he was going to tease her first. He slipped two fingers in her and started moving them around. While doing so, he licked her clit...
(Imma pass this cause Imma tired, sorry for the readers that wanted a heated sex scene. And sorry, Imma not so good with these kinds of scenes .)
Naamah put her head on Leo's chest, breathing deeply. "Mmm, you were great Leo." She breathed. "As were you." He chuckled. She pulled away and sat up from the bed and summoned her ritual knife. She slowly climbed on top of him, hiding the knife behind her back. She trailed kisses down his stomach. "Wanna go again?" She murmured, but Leo shook his head. "I'm really tired now Sam." He grumbled, putting his hand on top of his eyes. Naamah's eyebrow rose. "Are you sure you don't want to go again...before you die?" She asked, her voice turning eerie. "What?" He asked, confused. Naamah raised the knife and plunged it into Leo's stomach, ripping it open. Leo let out a terrified scream as blood came out of his mouth. She let out a sick giggle and leaned to his ear. "Oh and by the way, the name's Naamah, see you in hell." She giggle the last part. She got off him. "Well...that's how you humans call it, right?" She added casually, as if he wasn't choking on his own blood. She snapped her fingers and she was in her original clothes. In a minute, Leo was dead, with a terrified look stuck on his face forever. She took her necklace of souls and inhaled, feeling the energy of the soul enter her body. She smiled and walked out. "Inferna." She mumbled and in seconds she was in her dormitory, in the underworld. "Done screwing around with humans, I see." Thanatos sneered as he entered the room, his crimson red eyes glaring at her. She sighed and looked down. "Yes, master." She muttered, taking her cloak off, revealing her almost naked body. In the human world, she acted like a total bitch to him, in the underworld she didn't dare to. He had more power in the underworld. He walked over to her, smirking and put a hand on the side of her face and carressed her cheek. She rolled her eyes, for some reason he always tried a way to put her in bed with him, she didn't understand, there were many succubus in the underworld, plus the bitches from the human world, yet he tried to get her in bed. "You're so naive." He murmured, leaning his face closer to hers. She smirked and leaned in as well, making sure not to close the gap between them. Just as their lips were about to touch, she pulled away, smirking. He sighed in frustration and shook his head.
"Do you have the soul?" Thanatos asked glaring at her. She smiled mischievously and nodded. "I did, I hope you don't mind me giving you an extra soul." She handed him the soul necklace. "Of course." He muttered, rolling his eyes. She pushed him out of her dormitory, chuckling. She changed into her wine violet, silk gown. She climbed into her queen sized bed and wrapped the sheets around her, closing her eyes.