Author's Note: Hi! Aliniel gave me this idea for this story and I just had to write it! If you've read my other stories you should know how the story will progress~ the lewd stuff won't happen right away but it will. I like my semi-slow burns, afterall. Leave a review if you like!
A distant clock chimed in the sleepy dorm area of the Seven Tower Academy. It was midnight, and only a few of the more studious mages would be up at this hour. No one would disturb her for this ritual, and it was vitally important that she get it right. This was a time-sensitive spell and she had painstakingly calculated the alignment of the celestial bodies and her academy's schedule to make optimal use of this summoning. Her shot as an elemental master was on the line, after all.
The flames on the five lit candles flickered as a cool, desert night breeze blew in through the balcony window. Piles of books lay strewn beyond the foot of the bed. Practice parchments, bearing smaller chalked circles littered the area around the carefully positioned candles. The hour was upon her. The young mage completed the last circular layer surrounding a special summoning rune.
With all the preparations complete, all that was left was her least favorite part.
She stared at the empty silver goblet at her feet, then at the sharpened letter opener in her hands.
She puffed at her purple bangs and summoned all of her courage to take the next step.
"Just squeeze the blade in your hand," she whispered to herself, feeling the letter opener's icy cold edge press against her left palm. She shut her eyes and gripped the handle tightly with her right hand, "And… pull!"
She withheld the urge to yelp as the blade sliced through skin, leaving a moderately deep wound in her palm. Keeping her wits about her, she hurried to the goblet and began to fill it with the stream of blood that dripped from her fingers.
The mage fell to her knees, the worst of it behind her as she gingerly searched for a book with her unstained hand.
"Come forth, minion. Let this offering be the contract that binds us…" she said in a loud whisper, "And let the binding only break when your task is complete."
She looked back at the summoning circle and noticed her hand over the goblet had shifted and was beginning to drip on the floor.
In a panic she pulled her hand back, only to realize she was going to get blood on her robe.
"Bandages… bandages," the mage muttered in a huff as she scoured her room for the first aid kit she had ready. In her frantic search, she failed to notice the rune on her floor beginning to glow. She spotted the kit. Of course she left it on her desk at the opposite end of the room.
Keeping pressure on her wrist, she did her best to keep her blood from staining the rug and her clothing as she fumbled through the bag of gauze and disinfectant. Gathering the things she needed, she turned around once more and froze as a shadowy figure stood at the center of her summoning circle.
Bathed by the pale moonlight, the figure undulated until the movements formed what appeared to be large, bat-like wings surrounding whatever stood within. The wings began to part, and the mage was able to make out long, silvery-white hair draping over a slender frame. Details slowly came into view as the veil wings pulled away, spreading out, and retracted behind the figure. The candles surrounding the circle burned brighter, and the mage could finally see the black boots, gloves, and onepiece that hugged the being's body.
The being curtsied deeply, her movements smooth and graceful. "Greetings, master. I've heard your call and have come to fulfill your desires…" The being opened their golden eyes, fixating on the single other tenant of the room before giving a curious tilt of the head. "Or rather… mistress."
"It… it worked!" the mage exclaimed before placing a hand over her mouth to contain her excitement.
"Indeed it has," the other-worldly visitor said. With a flick of her hair, the wings completely vanished and she stood there, appearing as any other Elrian would… save for the strange cone-like ears and bright blue gem fixed on her forehead. "Though I must admit: I was not expecting a mistress this time around. Nor anyone as young as you."
Now it was the mage's turn to tilt her head. "Is it normally men that call upon you?"
"To put it bluntly, yes. Older men, typically, but to discuss my previous clients further would be a breach of contract," the visitor said. She bent down, picking up the half-filled goblet and inspected the contents. She looked up at her mistress once more and pointed at her own mouth. "You have a little…"
The mage blinked and only then realized she could very clearly smell blood. Realizing she held her cut hand over her mouth she spat out quickly and searched for a towel to wipe her face with.
The silver-haired woman giggled, stepping out of the summoning circle and extracted a pink handkerchief from her top.
The visitor approached her and set the goblet on the desk. She ushered the mage to lean against the desk and took her chin gently in her hands, "Hold still."
It was only then, as the visitor carefully cleaned the dried blood over the mage's face that the purplette finally noticed how tall this minion was compared to her - about half a head taller. There was also a sweet, alluring aroma about her that seemed to calm the mage as the minion did their work.
"There." Satisfied, the silver-haired woman tucked the handkerchief away and turned her attention to the mage's hand. "I can tend to your wound if you'd like."
The mage nodded, "Please. It's a lot harder to do with only one hand."
The visitor nodded and pulled the chair to her desk back, prompting the mage to sit. She bent over, digging through the first aid kit and began to treat the purplette's wound. "Now, I believe I haven't introduced myself: I am Eve, a succubus from the demon realm. To whom do I offer my services to?"
"Aisha… Aisha Landaar," the mage said, noting how formal and well-mannered her new minion was. "It's strange, I was under the impression that succubi were the type to dominate their masters. Yet you seem kinder than I anticipated."
"I can be dominating if you'd like, Ms. Landaar," Eve offered.
"No! I'd rather you not! I like you just as you are… And Aisha's fine," Aisha chuckled nervously. She tried to subtly kick away a mace she had borrowed from Sander guard just in case back under her bed. "Until I earn the title of Elemental Master, I don't think I'm deserving of any formalities."
"Hmm?"
"It's… ah, I'll explain later," Aisha said, wincing as Eve dabbed a bit of the disinfectant over her wound. She stared at Eve as she worked, taking in the finer details of her face. She was beautiful. She had two blue marks on her cheeks that moved ever so slightly as the succubus focused on her work. Her eyes were unnaturally golden; almost hauntingly so. The ear cones were white and black, and appeared to function like any other ear… just more mechanical. Was she a machine of some sort? Just what kind of world was the demon world to create a being such as Eve? She was still in awe of the fact that she managed to successfully summon one to her realm. "Is it really true?"
Eve paused and turned to the mage.
"Is what true, Aisha?" her voice was gentle and had a soft hint of intimacy as she spoke her mistress's name. It was enough to force Aisha to turn away in embarrassment when the succubus looked up at her.
"That succubi such as yourself are powerful enough to make anyone's wildest dreams come true?"
A small smile appeared on the other-worldly visitor's lips, "Wildest fantasies, yes."
"Wow…"
"On that note… I understand that this is for me, correct?" Eve said, picking up the goblet with her free hand.
Aisha nodded.
"By allowing me to drink this you are agreeing to the terms of the contract between Elrian and Succubi and that once my job is complete-"
"Yes! I understand! My dream is worth the price!"
"As you say, then, mistress," Eve smiled before turning her head and downing the contents in one gulp. "Until you are completely satisfied, my body is yours."
The desert sun was reaching its peak and Seven Tower was alive with activity. Back in Aisha's room, soft, rhythmic thumps of headboard against the wall could be heard.
"Mistress?" Eve said as Aisha tossed bag after bag from her closet onto the bed "What are we doing?"
"Preparing…" Aisha huffed and puffed as she dug through her closet, "For our trip… to Garpai."
"What can we expect at Garpai?" Eve curiously peeked into one of the bags and found it filled to the brim with heavy alchemy equipment. She dodged another bag tossed onto the bed, causing the headboard to bang against the wall, again in its weight.
"Harpies. Lots of harpies," Aisha grunted, "We need them for our task. So I'm coming prepared for anything. She emerged from her closet with the last bag over her shoulder. Her hair was already a mess without having left her room yet. She noticed the troubled look on Eve's face. "What's the matter?"
"I've never… been with Harpies before."
"They're a pain if you don't know what they're into. Luckily for us, I've researched everything there is to know about them so just follow my directions and we should be able to avoid being torn to shreds!" the mage laughed, nervously.
"I've never had a master or mistress as adventurous as you," Eve commented, picking up two of the bags and helping Aisha load it onto a cart.
"Thanks... I think," Aisha grinned. She picked up the leftover packs of supplies and began hobbling her way to the door.
Eve followed closely behind, wheeling the rest of the supplies with her.
"If we start this early, we should be able to catch the next airship back before evening- AH!"
Aisha's foot was caught by an unseen object and she tumbled forward, spilling most of her contents on the hallway rug in a loud crash of breaking glass.
"Oops…" Another mage giggled as she bent over Aisha. "Clumsy me. I didn't mean to trip you there~"
"Speka…" Aisha grumbled, turning up to the purple and black mage. A small bat familiar hung at her shoulders, cackling along with the mage.
"Now, now. No need to be angry! It was an accident! Honest! I didn't break anything important, right? I mean… not like there's anything important in that head of yours. Tee hee-" Speka backed up into the cart, stopping before turning to see Eve pushing it.
"Oh! Sorry. You might want to be careful. Someone left trash in the middle of the hallway," Speka then turned to Aisha who was already in the middle of gathering the flasks that managed to survive the fall. "See ya at the council meeting next week, Aisha! Hope you'll have something worth showing off this time!"
The black and purple mage trotted off, humming to herself. The bat familiar and Eve both regarded the other with a knowing nod before Eve turned to her mistress to help her up.
"Are you alright, mistress?"
"Everything is fine, save for my ego," Aisha chuckled half-heartedly as she crammed all the surviving tools into one bag from the original three.
"How would you like me to deal with behavior such as that moving forward? I wasn't sure if I were to destroy her or-"
"No! No hurting others. As much as Speka deserves a bit of payback for tormenting me my entire mage career, I can't let my emotions get the best of me."
"If you say so," Eve said, glancing back at Speka, "Who was she, anyways? I noticed Angkor was with her."
"Well, Speka isn't anyone important. Or as important as a bully can ever get, really. Just… help me with my dream. She'll get what she deserves, eventually… hopefully. By the way… You know the bat's name?"
"I do. We're… coworkers, if you could call it that."
"But you're stronger, right?"
Eve didn't answer.
"Succubus are supposed to be powerful enough to grant their masters their wildest dreams, aren't they?
"Wildest fantasies, yes," Eve corrected.
"That's what I said," Aisha nodded, "Well, that's all I needed to hear. As long as you can give me that, then I'll be satisfied."
"So… when do we… you know..." Eve mumbled, sitting on the cart anxiously as Aisha stood before the giant harpy Kelaino. They had spent the majority of their morning traveling to Garpai rock and most of the afternoon gathering materials for Aisha's little science project.
The mage tentatively offered the bird woman the shiniest rock Aisha made earlier through alchemy and the towering spire's unique minerals. The harpy squawked happily before kneeling down, offering the mage to pluck a downy feather from under her breast.
"When do we what?" Aisha asked, tilting her head as she carefully placed the fist full of magical feathers into a special bag.
"Do it… with them," Eve said, looking at the other harpies that perched along the sheer cliff walls.
"I've already gotten what we need," Aisha reassured her companion. "Couldn't have done it without you either. A spare set of hands to carry all of the equipment through the mountain trail and in gathering the materials is so hard to find during the promotion period."
"Promotion period…?"
Aisha nodded, packing up her things, "Once a year mages from all schools of magic within the Seven Tower organisation undergo an aptitude exam. There, they are judged by the council on whether or not they deserve a higher title. As a high mage, I'm at the cusp of reaching Elemental Master… and have been for three years in a row. But! I won't fail this time! It's always been my wildest dream that I someday reach that level of prowess! And after being able to summon a familiar I'm certain this year is the year!"
"Wildest… fantasy…" Eve trailed off.
"That's what I said!"
Something seemed to click in the succubus's head as her eyes widened in realization.
"What's wrong, Eve?" the mage asked.
To which her partner quietly shook her head and continued putting away their things for the walk back. It was when they fully descended the rock and were entering the village that Eve finally decided to speak.
"Aisha…?"
"Yes?"
Feeling discretion would be important now that they were among other Sanderians, Eve stepped closer and whispered in Aisha's ear, "About my job as a succubus…"
"Mhm…" Aisha nodded, withholding the urge to giggle with the succubus's soft breath against her ear, "Yes I know that. And that's what I summoned you for."
Eve shook her head and whispered some more.
"Uh huh… Okay… Huh. Well, I didn't - I… see," the smile on Aisha's face slowly faded. Concern took its place. She stepped back, looking Eve over once more as shock finally washed over her. "Wait, so that means- Oh El…"
Eve sighed, giving the mage a half shrug and a nod in agreement.
"When I summoned you last night…"
"I thought the mood was lost when you needed your hand bandaged," Eve reasoned.
"A-and I shared my bed with you!"
Eve rubbed her arm, giving another shrug "You didn't seem eager to do anything. I didn't want to press you about it. You did say you didn't want me to take a dominating role either, so..."
"And then earlier… you thought… with the harpies…" Aisha trailed off.
Eve averted her eyes. "To be honest I'm relieved that was a misunderstanding, as well."
Nothing but silence and the rhythmic drone of the airship engine followed the two back to Sander. Filled with embarrassment and self-loathing for her ignorance, Aisha couldn't bring herself to speak to Eve even after the two disembarked and made their way back to the Seven Tower campus.
Only when they reached Aisha's dorm in the sleepy women's boarding complex did the mage finally speak.
"So how do I send you back?" Aisha whispered, not wanting any of her neighboring hallmates to hear of Aisha's latest biggest blunder.
"Back?" Eve asked, tilting her head as she slid the large travel bags off her shoulder.
"To where you're from! The demon realm or spirit realm or wherever you came from? You're free to leave, if that wasn't clear!"
Eve shook her head, "I'm afraid it's not as simple as sending me back through a portal."
"Why not?!" Aisha asked, almost shouting, she put her bandaged hand over her mouth.
Eve sighed, "We're bound by contract. Until our contract is fulfilled, I cannot return to my home realm."
"So you're stuck here?"
"Well… not entirely, no. In the event you died, it would void our contract and I'd be forced to return. Alternatively, I could go back without completing the contract, but..."
"But…?" Aisha asked, a bit impatient at this point.
"I'm not the type to back down from a contract. Once bound, I intend to see it through," Eve stated, appearing quite proud of herself as she spoke.
"So… you can leave. You just choose not to…"
"Yes… Unless… you don't need me anymore?"
Aisha could practically feel the pouting and puppy dog eyes in the way she said it. And she did need Eve for the future expeditions...
"Gah… this isn't good!" Aisha moaned, pacing back and forth, "I was hoping no one would have to find out that I accidentally summoned a sex demon! Ah… this is embarrassing. When word gets out everyone's going to think I'm some kind of immoral pervert! What would my professors think? Oh no… what would Speka say? I'd be the laughing stock of the whole organization! What do I do…?" Aisha paused, looking up at Eve, "How do I fulfill our contract?"
Suddenly, a blue hologram screen appeared in front of the mage, nearly scaring her off her feet as an image of a parchment appeared before her.
"Well, according to our agreement," Eve began, reading through the text, "I am under your servitude until you 'achieve your wildest dream'."
Looking at the bottom, Aisha saw her and Eve's signature on the dotted line.
"I don't… remember signing that," Aisha said, raising a brow.
The hologram disappeared. "It's a physical representation of me drinking your blood last night to seal our bond. Remember?"
"Oh. I see…" Aisha muttered, rubbing her chin in thought. "My wildest dream, huh?"
"We would've completed our objective by now if my assumption about the harpies were corr-"
"We have a week!" Aisha exclaimed.
Eve blinked, "Hm?"
"My wildest dream is to earn my Elemental Master's robes! That's in a week!"
"An entire week…" Eve mumbled, a hint of apprehension in her voice.
"I have a plan. We can just pass you off as a… a friend visiting me from… Velder! That way, no one can find out you're a succubus!"
"It wasn't my identity being discovered that's the problem," Eve said, "I'm perfectly capable of blending in when I need to."
"Then… there's nothing to worry about, right?"
Eve hesitated to answer. She folded her arms over her chest, as she quietly looked Aisha up and down before turning her eyes away.
"An entire week," the silver-haired maiden, despite her sophisticated, lady-like demeanor, could not hide the loud grumble from her stomach. "I may grow hungry."
Aisha sighed in relief. "If it's food you're worried about then I have you covered! I'll provide you with all the sustenance you need so don't scare me like that!"
Eve looked as if she wanted to say more but Aisha was already back out in the hallway hurrying to the kitchen to fix herself a late night snack.
Pickings were scarce in the dorm's community kitchen, and Aisha was forced to spend a bit of time cooking up a piping hot meal for the both of them.
After some time, Aisha returned to her dorm with two bowls of spicy noodles in each hand.
"I don't really like spicy food but this was all we left since the other mages are probably hoarding the snacks for late night studying… Are you okay?"
Eve was sitting at Aisha's desk. Her posture seemed to slack as a look of exhaustion was almost noticeable in the succubus's face. Recomposing herself somewhat, the maiden gave Aisha an unconvincing nod.
"If you were starving for food, you could've told me sooner," Aisha said, genuine worry on her face, "Here. Sorry if it's a bit flavorless, I tend to hold back on the spicy seasoning."
Eve said nothing as Aisha sat the bowl in front of the succubus. She stared at it for a moment before picking up her utensils and stirred it around idly before bringing it to her lips.
"You don't like noodles?"
"Actually… this is the first time I've ever had Elrian food. My contracts don't usually last long enough for me to really explore Elrios's cuisine."
"Oh?" Aisha asked, taking a seat on her bedside, "Well if you've never had Elrian food, what do you usually eat?"
Eve hesitated, again. A small smile appeared on the succubus's lips before she simply shook her head and ate.
With a long slurp of her first mouthful of food, Eve leaned back on the chair, tilting her head upwards as she shut her eyes and swallowed. A sigh escaped her lips.
"Well…?" Aisha asked, more curious than ever of what her minion thought of her three-minute meal.
Eve opened her eyes, focusing on where the wall met the ceiling. She looked… disappointed. "It's good…"
Aisha was waiting on bated breath for the "but" in her statement. But it never came.
"You can tell me it sucks…"
"No. That's not true. I appreciate the effort. It's just…" Eve turned to Aisha and noted the way the mage twiddled her fingers in dejection as she cradled her own bowl of noodles in her hands.
"I'm not much of a cook, anyways…" the mage muttered quietly under her breath.
A small pout appeared on the succubus's lips and she turned her attention back to her food and quickly devoured the rest of it.
"Isn't that… hot?" Aisha asked as the succubus gave a soft burp and patted her belly.
Eve shook her head, "Not really. I've developed a tolerance for this level of heat."
"Oh. How'd you develop that?"
"I'm exhausted," Eve stated, avoiding the question entirely, "Would it be alright if I retire for the night?"
"I… o-kay," Aisha said, watching the succubus round the bed to the opposite end. She began unzipping her one-piece. Aisha naturally looked away.
She heard Eve slide out of her clothes… but not put anything on. Though now that she thought about it, the succubus didn't seem to bring anything with her when she arrived in this realm. This was the same as the night prior…
"Um… Eve?"
No answer. It didn't matter. Aisha wanted to at least get this off her chest.
"About today… I'm sorry. If it's any compensation, I appreciate your company. It's not often that someone wants to spend a whole day with me. It's hard to make friends in this competitive organization, so having someone like you around really makes me happy. I'm glad to be working with you."
Still no answer.
Aisha glanced over her shoulder and caught a glimpse of bare shoulder peeking out from under the blanket.
The mage swallowed hard, doing the best to convince herself that Eve was at least wearing underwear under the covers.
It was strange sharing a dorm with someone, much less the same bed. She was glad Eve was a girl, at least. If the dorm wardens found a male hiding in her room, she'd be expelled immediately. Well, actually, if the dorm wardens found a naked girl in her room, that might still be grounds to expel her anyways.
Eve wasn't naked under the covers… right? Right?
She quietly ate her bowl of noodles and eventually heard the soft, rhythmic breath of her roommate sleeping.
She could look. While she had a candle burning, she could very much just easily lift the covers and see-
Aisha shook her head. No! Why would she need to, anyways? It doesn't matter, there wouldn't be anything new that she'd see if Eve actually was naked.
But at the same time… Aisha was curious. Eve's choice of wardrobe left little to the imagination as far as her curves were but there was something… alluring about her body that tempted Aisha to actually lift the covers and see.
The mage blinked, shaking her head, again, Aisha quickly downed the rest of her meal. What was she thinking? She had more important things to worry about and all her mind was filled with was how her minion looked naked. That wouldn't help Eve at all! In a huff she took the bowls out to the kitchen to wash and brush her teeth. She needed to get to bed and focus on what to do to reach her goal.
Soft.
Something soft was brushing against her arm. It was warm, smooth, and seemed to press against her as the bed shifted to accommodate.
Too tired to open her eyes, and still more asleep than awake, Aisha muttered nonsense as something tickled lightly against her nose.
Then something pressed against her lips. It was brief. Actually, it was less of a press and more like a gentle tap before the weight at her side pulled away entirely.
"This will have to do, for now…" a voice said as the mage drifted off to sleep once more.
"How do I look?" Eve asked as she stepped out of the closet wearing Aisha's high mage uniform. She turned to the side, extending a leg and tugging the fluffy hem of her bottoms for Aisha to appraise. The white matched with silvery-white hair and the yellow ribbon paired decently with her golden eyes. The purple lining on her top, bottoms, and long white stockings only complimented and accented Eve's slender legs. She looked cute. More like a cosplayer than an actual student in Seven Tower in every positive sense of the word. Eve turned her back completely to Aisha, reaching back and running her hands through her long silvery hair and letting it fall like a curtain gently over her back.
"Beautiful-" Aisha whispered. The word rolled off her tongue so naturally that it took both of them a moment to realize what was said. Aisha quickly shook her head, snapping herself out of her moment of admiration.
"Like you're trying to outdo me in my own sense of style," Aisha grumbled, a hint of jealousy in her voice, "Honestly, if you're being summoned to another realm, wouldn't it make sense to at least pack a change of clothes? Stick around long enough and people will start thinking I'm the one copying you."
Eve pouted, running her hand along the large yellow ribbon on her chest, "Clothes are often not required in my line of work, though..."
Remembering who she was speaking to, Aisha turned her head away in embarrassment, "Oh. Right."
"And most of my contracts last, on average, around two hours; half a day at most. And my clients usually-"
"Stop!" Aisha interjected, "I don't need to know that! I get that my case is a bit unusual and underwhelming compared to your other… clients… but you don't need to rub it in. I'm ashamed enough as it is just thinking I could be labeled a pervert. Please don't put me in the same box as those people."
There was a long pause as Eve looked somewhat hurt by Aisha's sudden defensiveness. "You're not. Really… you're not. And I-"
Eve's stomach grumbled, earning a light giggle from her master.
"Alright, let's get your clothes washed so we can hang them up to dry and get us some food! We have a long day in the library ahead of us!"
"Right… food," Eve nodded. She gathered her clothes off the floor and followed Aisha out of her dorm.
As the two made their way down the hall to the laundry area, Aisha couldn't help but feel a pair of eyes constantly on her as they walked.
"Aisha?"
"Hm?"
"If it makes you feel better: I don't mind having you as my client. This change of pace is not… underwhelming. It's nice."
Aisha stopped and turned to face the succubus. Eve averted her eyes innocently. The silver-haired maiden looked a bit embarrassed having admitted that. The way she avoided eye contact and twirled her hair nervously looked absolutely adorable in Aisha's eyes. But there was something else under succubus's sudden shyness. It was as if she meant it, from the bottom of her heart. But it was the deeper meaning behind her sincerity that concerned Aisha.
Again Eve's stomach grumbled, snapping both of them out of the moment as Aisha put on a smile. "You're just trying to smooth-talk your way to more food, aren't you? Well lucky for you, I'm in a good mood. Pancakes for both of us!"
Aisha turned, humming happily to herself as the succubus followed after her. Her legs were beginning to wobble at this point. The succubus was thankful that a day at the library wouldn't be too physically taxing.
"And I'll need this book… and this book… and this book." Aisha said as she pushed practically the entire shelf's worth of books onto the cart Eve was pushing.
"Is all… of this… really necessary?" Eve said, pausing to catch her breath as the mage pushed the ladder further down the row. The cart was already full to the brim with enough texts to keep even the most avid readers occupied for a lifetime.
"Yes. Probably. Maybe not," Aisha said, looking over the title of a book before shrugging and dropping it in the cart as well. "Anything nature related to point me to a powerful nature source would be good. I can't exactly afford to travel to Lurensia to see the El Stone of Nature and make it back in less than a week, that's for sure."
"Nature El…?" Eve asked, leaning against the bookshelves.
Aisha nodded. "It's for my project. We have wind from the harpies, I managed to secure myself a chunk of pure Lanox iron brimming with Fire El before I summoned you. Now we need nature. We're in a desert. Nature isn't exactly abundant here, so any direction helps."
"I… see… I hope… you find it… soon," Eve slid to a sitting position, catching Aisha's attention.
"Eve…? Are you alright?"
The succubus was clutching at her stomach. She looked weakened and in pain.
"I'm just… so… hungry," Eve whispered, turning her head away when Aisha tried to get a better look at her.
"Hungry? But we just had a big breakfast an hour ago."
Eve shook her head, her hair hiding most of her face as she gasped weakly.
"Do you want me to take you to a doctor? We have one on campus so it shouldn't be too far of a walk-" Aisha stood but Eve clutched at the mage's shirt, keeping her at her side. Aisha was beginning to panic, now. "Eve. This is serious. If you're not feeling well-"
"I'm just… hungry. I need… a proper meal," Eve said, her golden eyes peeking up at Aisha through her bangs.
"A proper meal? Like what? What do succubus eat?"
Eve hesitated to answer, but a sharp pain in her stomach caused her entire body to curl. She brushed her hair back, looking up at Aisha longingly before gently tugging on the hem of her top, silently asking her to come closer.
Aisha did so. She knelt down, giving Eve her ear as she whispered a single word:
"Lust."
Aisha turned to her, confusion slowly turning to disbelief as realization slowly dawned on her. Of course. It made sense. Succubi fed on the lust of others. Eve had mentioned her visits to the other realms were short and it was likely where she fed. Ever since Eve had been summoned by Aisha, however, she had been starving herself.
Her thoughts flashed back to just earlier that morning. The forlorn look Eve had in her eyes when she said that being around Aisha was "nice". Was it a lie? Thinking back on the previous day, how Eve quietly ate the food Aisha gave her without protest, or didn't even complain when the truth came out about their visit with the harpies… Was Eve covering for Aisha's blunders?
No. She couldn't let her do that. Being a klutz may be something Aisha had learned to live with, but having someone else suffer for her mistakes was something she couldn't let happen.
"What do you need me to do? I… I can grab a guy for you if you'd like. There's definitely an abundance of lonely men in our school. If it's lust you want I can get one to-"
Eve shook her head looking up at Aisha apologetically, "Only… from… you."
"M-me?!" Aisha said in a loud whisper, hoping no one would hear, "I… why me? Why not someone else-"
"Con… tract," Eve said. Her voice was barely audible now, "A kiss… is… fine."
"Gah! But… but I was saving my first kiss for someone special! I can't just-"
"I… under...stand," Eve heaved, her head drooping forward.
"Eve!" Aisha panicked. She looked about quickly, again hoping no one would see. Thankfully, they were at an older part of the library.
Aisha swallowed hard. Just a kiss. That was all that needed to happen. Who cares about the first time when someone's life was on the line, right? Right?
She knelt down and carefully rested her head against Eve's, mentally psyching herself up.
"I'm… I'm gonna kiss you then. Alright?"
Eve didn't answer. The succubus's eyes were shut and Aisha was already beginning to fear the worst.
"Fine! I'll do it!" the mage turned Eve's head upward and planted her lips firmly on the other's.
Aisha had to close her eyes! She read in a book somewhere that it wasn't polite to stare at the person you were kissing. She squeezed her eyes shut. With nothing to look at and unsure what to think, the mage focused on her other senses.
There was a freshness in Eve's scent. Like mint, but warmer. Mint… and pancakes. Her lips tasted like pancakes. They were also soft and… enticing. It was enough to make Aisha's body melt from the sensation alone. Despite the urgency of the moment, Aisha couldn't help but admit that she was perhaps enjoying this more than she should.
It's not like it was an emergency, anymore, anyways. She could feel Eve gently combing her fingers through the purplette's hair. It was in that brief moment that Aisha recognized this sensation. Last night wasn't a dream. She didn't need to fret about her first kiss. Eve had taken it the night prior.
"Idiot," Aisha thought as she felt life returning to her minion, "I'll scold you later, after you've had your fill. Until then… please get better."