Daelys sank his fingers into Evelynn's soft, ghostly white hair. He looked down at her and she flashed a sharp smile back as she sank to her knees before him. Evelynn tapped her claws against the junction of his thighs with a coquettish smirk. "Ooh… You really want this, don't you, love?" the succubus implored, her tone almost edging into a command as she teased at his pants' waistline.
Daelys nodded at this, impatiently urging her on with silent stares.
Evelynn chuckled at the flush on his cheek and the strength of his grip. He's desperate… Of course, anyone would be desperate for her to touch them once she stepped into their sights but his desperation was different. He wanted her, no doubt, but she could taste more than just lust radiating from his body. Evelynn paused for a moment, wondering what that other little thing could be before casually pulling down his pants, tossing them aside as soon as Daelys stepped out of them. She stood up and stepped back a little.
"Watch carefully…" Evelynn whispered as the dark, roiling wisps of magic melted off her curves. She left nothing hiding-not that the black smears really hid anything in the first place-and nothing out of reach.
Daelys looked at her form, his eyes roaming up and down. Evelynn watched his gaze. He was hungry for her, of course, but not in the way a lot of her other victims were. Perhaps it was his potent mana staving off the worst of her magical allure's temptation, mayhaps Daelys was simply good at controlling himself. Evelynn kept her eyes on the man before her as he studied her more closely, still not making a physical movement. She tilted her head at this, slightly confused and a little disappointed; she loved it when her victims lost control. It made it all the more enjoyable to see them reduced to nothing but a lust-driven animal, perfect for her feasting.
"Are you sure you want this?" Evelynn was snapped out of her pondering by his question. He was so filled with lust yet he still asked and this confused the succubus to no end. Why would he care? Why should he care? He was only delaying his pleasure by asking and she was sure he wanted everything he could do to her but nonetheless, he still asked.
"I wouldn't be here if I didn't." The succubus smirked, using her expression to mask the questions sitting just on the back of her tongue. She'd rather not worry about those complications for now. Pleasure is simple, at least to her understanding it is. "I'm always up for bedsport. Always."
"It's just… intimacy should be special, you know?" Daelys said, almost innocently as he closed the distance between them. He rested a hand on her cheek and brushed it across the soft skin. "It's been a long time since I've been this close with anyone."
Evelynn laughed a little at the slightly embarrassed, soft tone he was using. She leaned forwards and pecked him on his reddening cheek. "Aw, is my darling shy? Don't worry, I'll take care of everything." She took his hand in hers and smoothed her thumb over its back like he did to her cheek. "Go on, touch me."
Daelys reached out and ran his fingers against her body like he was mapping her out and memorizing every beautiful little detail. He started at her jaw and moved down her smooth throat, then across her collar bone, before his hand settled on her breast. He studied how her body fit in his palm and the way the weight rested against his fingers. She was ample in his hand, her flesh filled his gentle grasp and spilled out just a little past his fingertips. Evelynn raised a brow at this, his gentleness taking her by surprise. "Continue, darling…" She said, urging him on in a tone that was much softer than she usually used as he stayed there. It was a strange feeling for Evelynn, this gentler side to desire was foreign but even she must admit, she was enjoying herself just as much as if this was a typical struggle where she forced down her victim as they fought against this dire strait, only to lose in the end.
Her words were all the encouragement he needed. Daelys curled his fingers inwards a little, massaging one of her breasts in his palm while he lowered his head and kissed the other one with gentle, feather-soft kisses. Evelynn let out a breathy moan at this and the sound caught her off guard; it took a moment of processing for her to realize that it was her who had made that sound. That sound was so soft, so pure, she almost sounded like a different person. She felt his lips graze the bottom edge of her chest before they trailed lower. They peppered their way down her taut midsection to her navel where Daelys kissed a slow circle around it. Evelynn looked down and watched him get onto one knee so he was eye level with her waist. She felt his hand rest against the sides of her thighs, parting them a bit before he opened his mouth and ran his tongue against her entrance and the little bud of pleasure between her legs. Evelynn eased herself back against the wall of the cave as her partner began to lap and kiss with an increased pace. Her claws sank into his hair, gripping on tightly as she leaned her head back, her eyes closing as her lips parted in a moan.
"Oh, darling, you're good." Evelynn admitted as she felt him slip a finger inside. "So good…" He was the first person she had who decided to take the initiative and give pleasure to her and find his own pleasure in that instead of taking her for his pleasure. Evelynn wondered why did this as her legs shuddered with pleasure. Her body was filled with white-hot euphoria as she came, her mind went blank for a moment as she exhaled, her breath rushing out of her in a husky cry. Her lashers pressed against the ground as her back leaned against the wall for more support.
Evelynn stayed there with her hands still buried in Daelys' hair. Her body was completely soft from her climax. Daelys stood up and his movement almost caused the succubus to stumble a little as she was bracing against him. Luckily, the mage moved forwards and wrapped his arms around her to keep her from doing so. He leaned in to kiss her and Evelynn gladly kissed back. The demon smiled against his lips as she tasted herself upon their soft, warm surface.
"That was fun," Evelynn sucked in a slow, deep breath, calming her heartbeat as she regained her strength. "but now the real fun starts." Her lasher swept at Daelys' legs and tripped him. She made sure they did not cut when they struck but still hit the mage with enough strength that he tumbled backwards onto the mossy ground.
Evelynn grinned as he fell onto his back with a small thud. She pounced and landed on top of him, her playful grin never leaving her face. Daelys felt the air rush out of him a little as she landed but those minor grievances were soon forgotten as she kissed his neck and slid down his body, her tongue and claws leaving hot trails wherever they touched down.
He could tell she knew exactly what she was doing and precisely where to caress to bring about the most pleasure; practice pays off and Evelynn's had a lot of practice. She kept sliding down until her face was right where she needed it to be: The junction of his thighs where Daelys' manhood stood proudly at attention. In contrast, Daelys' himself was blushing profusely and found it very hard to even glance at her. Evelynn giggled at his reaction. "Don't worry love, you measure up very well if that's what you're worried about." Her dirty teasing only made his blush deepen in colour. Evelynn savoured his expression as she found it to be oddly cute. A tough-looking, tall, prison-hardened man was blushing as red as a ruby from her touch.
Evelynn teasingly ran her tongue against the underside of his member and thoroughly savoured her first taste of him as he twitched a little in her hand. She started off slow, experimenting with what he enjoyed and didn't, and his gentleness from earlier rubbed off on her just a little so Evelynn was being gentle, a shockingly uncharacteristic thing for the succubus.
"Here I go, darling." Evelynn murmured as she opened her mouth and allowed Daelys to enter the warm orifice. She could practically taste his eagerness and lust. His moans and thrusting definitely indicated that he thoroughly enjoyed Evelynn's actions so the succubus kept moving her head and stroking her hand in sync with her slow, sensual sucking. She occasionally allows him to slip free of her mouth so she could press her lips against his tip in a searing kiss, or to run her mouth down the side of his length in a teasing manner. The succubus could hear a slight whimper of disappointment every time she eased off the intensity to draw out everything. She likes it when they long for her touch. Eventually, she increased her pace once more and took him in fully, his entire length becoming engulfed by her mouth and throat. She sucked him in as deep as he could go, dictating the pace of their exchange this time.
Eventually, Evelynn felt Daelys tighten like a bowstring underneath her and she closed her mouth around him fully as he released himself. She could taste him on her tongue, salty and hot, absolutely fulfilling and pleasurable. Evelynn separated herself from him with a pop and licked her glistening lips, savouring into the last of his taste. She considered going all the way with him but decided that it can wait until another time. After all, he was injured and tired from their escape. She wants her experience to be as good as it could be so she'll use her patience here.
"My god…" Daelys gasped as she scooted back up to be face to face with him.
"That was quite something wasn't it, Daelys?" Evelynn said with a smirk as she drew lazy circles on his bare chest with her claws. "I must admit, that was the best I've had in a long, long time. It was… different. You are strangely gentle, not at all what I imagined." She chuckled a little, "You're the first to offer to give instead of take."
"I had a feeling you tend to be the one who does everything and with your magic… I can only guess what each and every one of your—" Daelys broke off, unsure what to say.
"Victims."
Daelys frowned but used the term for he couldn't think of a better one. "Victims would do. They're blind with lust and only seeking one thing."
"Yes, but that yields the greatest pleasure. Rough, fast, passionate. This is the only pleasure I find in life and the only type I care for and crave." Evelyn replied.
"Bullshit," Daelys retorted casually as he wrapped an arm around her shoulder as they laid on the mossy floor of the cave. "Even just now, I think we've shown that you can enjoy gentle passion. You certainly enjoyed what we just had. You shouldn't limit yourself to so little in life. Especially an immortal life."
For the first time, Evelyn listened to his words fully. He was right when he said she enjoyed what they just had. She loved it and it indeed was nothing like what she has enjoyed in every single kill. She found great pleasure in their act, one that doesn't involve killing. In fact, what they had was about feeling and adapting to each other. It was about being tender and caring for the other partner instead of just rutting away, fighting for dominance, and repeating until they could go no more. Incredulously, Evelynn didn't feel empty and hungry for the next kill like she usually was after the act. She felt fulfilled for the time being and was happy with just laying there and doing nothing.
Evelyn hummed as she allowed him to embrace her. She curled up against his body and relaxed, allowing herself to rest in his arms. "This is… new. It's different and enjoyable. I'll admit love, you, your words, and even suggestions have piqued my interest."
"Oh? You admit you're wrong?" Daelys teased as he gave her rear a small pinch.
Evelynn raised a thin brown at his brazen action. There was a slight annoyance on her face but also a wide smile accompanied by a sweet chuckle. "Don't push your luck, darling."
Evelynn watched Daelys close his eyes and drift off into a deep sleep caused by the collective effort of everything that had transpired. She closed her eyes too, deciding that a little sleep would be good for restoring their energy for the journey ahead to Ionia. It was going to be long and tedious but now, Evelynn felt as if that perhaps, just perhaps, she wouldn't hate his company and wish to tear his eyes from his skull like she thought she would.