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I turned and attempted to run away, but the creature grabbed my arm and held me hard against the wall. I stared wide eyed at the demon-thing in horror as it leaned it's skull-like head down beside my ear. It's hot breath fanned across my face as its tongue slipped out from behind it's teeth. The feeling was wet and leathery and burned slightly as it ran it across the length of my jaw. My nose filled with the stench of rotting flesh and stale blood.
A shiver ran down my spine as a sudden raspy voice filled my head, "Cyynderr," My throat tightened as it suddenly became hard to breathe, "Salutem ex inferno,".
A loud growl ripped through all corners of my skull, bouncing and reverberating and escalating in sound until it was too much to bear. I began clawing at my ears, begging whatever diety was watching to help. The demon wrapped its oversized claws around the width of my neck and squeezed. I wheezed as all the air escaped my lungs, desperately using my own claws to pry it's fingers from around my neck.
This only seemed to anger it. It raised me heigher off of the wet floor to the point that my feet wasn't in contact with it anymore. I felt tears stream their way down my face as small blotches of black began filling up areas of my vision. Is this how I die? I thought desperately, my entire life lead up to this moment?
I frantically kicked my legs, attempting to kick the demon somewhere... anywhere. However, my kicks began to lessen as I felt myself slip into unconsiousness. I looked into the ferral red eyes of the demon as my eyesight left me. Slowly, but surely, I felt myself go limp in it's grasp.
I groaned and sat up, holding my head in my hands.
"Oh good. Sleeping beauty's finally awake," A sarcastic voice rang from across the room. A voice that could only be discernable as Donovan's.
I scanned the room and found him leaning casually against the doorframe. I scowled at him and threw my legs over the side of the bed, "What the hell was that thing?"
"A demon. Dream demon, to be more specific. It makes you hallucinate and invades your dreams. Turns them into nightmares. Deadly nightmares. Ones you dont wake up from."
I furrowed my brows as I stared at him. Something seemed off about him. He grinned a wide, uncharacteristic smile at me. "Where's... Where's Devon?"
He shrugged, still smiling, "I dunno. Left a little while ago. It's just you and me in here,"
I shifted uncomfortably as he pushed himself off of the wall he was leaning against and began slowly stalking his way closer to me. "Donovan," I began, my eyebrows rising in surprise, "Don't tell me you're going to try something stupid now,"
A soft laugh escaped his lips as he sat next to me, "I'm just innocently sitting next to you, Cynder. What's so wrong about that?"
"That's how it always starts. An innocent move behind a not-so-innocent motive,"
He chuckled and tosssed an arm around my shoulders, "I bet if I was BB you'd be all for it though,"
I gasped angrily and pushed him back, "Now we both know that's not true. I hate that little smartass."
He pulled his legs up onto the bed and crawled over towards me, sticking his face a few inches away from mine, "Ah but you don't know the looks I see you two give each other when you think no one's looking. The sly smiles shared. The mirth in each other's eyes as if you're sharing a silent joke. It's all there," He sighed dramatically and leaned up, "I'm sure if it wasn't for him, you would've fucked me already."
I laughed dryly, "That's even more wrong than saying I have feelings for BB. I could never want to go that far with someone like you."
He clasped his hands behind his back and smirked evily. I attempted to crane my neck to the side to get a glimpse of what he was doing, but to no avail. I looked back up into his eyes and got a sudden chill at the ill intention they harbored. With speed faster than I ever thought possible, Donovan lunged forward and snapped a metal ring around my wrist and the headboard of the bed, pinning me on my back. I gasped and glanced backwards at his work.
"Handcuffs?" I shrieked, "Since when do you have handcuffs?"
He shrugged and leaned his head down into the crook of my neck, "Since I stole them from L." I kicked and struggled against his advances, but he proceeded in handcuffing my other wrist to the other side, "Don't fight it, love. We both know you've been craving a release. Maybe not from me, but I can provide one," His voice came out in a low purr and I felt myself ease into his advances, almost against my will.
"I-I don't want this, Donovan. Let me go!" I pulled harshly at my restraints in an attempt to break free.
A low, sinister chuckle eminated from deep within him, "What if I wasn't Donovan, then?" His voice suddenly morphed into another, more familiar voice as his said so. He leaned up from my neck and I watched as his features molded like play-doh into the angular features of BB; complete with his trademark reddish-greyish eyes and black eyeliner.
I laid there, completely speechless. This... this can't be real... can it? I mean, I don't know everything about BB. Maybe there's a chance he's a shapshifter. I searched his eyes endlessly for any sign that it wasn't him. It looks exactly like him... I don't understand.
"Is this more to your liking, Cynder?"
"I-I," I stammered, "BB. Is that really you?" I tried to reach forward and caress his face, but forgot that I was restrained. I glanced back up at the handcuffs and back at BB, who was carrying a lustful gaze. Cold chills exploded down my spine and into my feet and hands.
"As real as you are," He purred. His hand ran up my thigh and stopped at my waist while his other caressed my face. He gently laid his forehead against mine and I fought the urge to close my eyes, "You've been wanting this for a while now, Cynder. I can tell. Ever since you first moved in. You've tried to deny yourself of it many a time, but failed every time. It's time you just accept it," He nuzzled his face under my jawline and breathed heavily, "And I know who else you've been denying as well,"
His words sent my mind into hyperdive. I couldn't think straight. My vision grew hazey as my hormones flared uncontrolably, "I don't-"
Suddenly, his mouth crashed onto mine for a brief second, "Hush. You'll need to save your voice for what's to come," I could feel the blood pool in my cheeks as his hands roamed over my chest and stomach. BB slowly proded his way under my shirt, gracefully sliding it up over my abdomen, exposing my flesh to the cold air. He inhaled deeply, "Smell that? That's the smell of pure, unadulterated lust," He stated breathlessly, "My favorite scent. Especially when it comes from you," I gulped audiobly as he leaned up, pulling out a key from his back pocket. He winked at me as he unlocked one handcuff. I waited patiently for him to unlock the other, but he did no such thing, "Turn over. On your knees." He commanded, "And don't look back. I've a surprise for you,"
I complied, my heart pounding heavily against my rib cage. Next thing I heard was the soft click of the door opening and closing, and footsteps shuffling their way towards us. BB snickered as a hand pulled me up slightly. I glanced back at him and he motioned a hand to another body. A very naked body. A very naked body of L. I gasped and blushed furiously as my eyes focused on his proudly swinging member.
Without another word, BB pushed me harshly onto my back, leaning over me at angle while L commenced to pulling off my pants. I could feel him press kisses all along my naval and hips, dangerously close to my quivering center. BB smirked when a new wave of chills caused me to shiver. I balled my free hand into BB's shirt collar and pulled his face down onto mine, smashing our lips together. Together, our lips moved in a feverish syncronization, both trying to taste as much of the other as we could.
L, still working on my lower region, ran his fingers teasingly along my core, not bothering to remove my underwear. I moaned and broke the fight for dominance I was having with BB. L ran his teeth down my inner thigh, mere inches away from where I deperately wanted him.
BB, with a glance of jelousy at L, grabbed my left breast with his hand and softly ran the tips of his fingers along the outline of my bra. A wolflike grin graced his devilish features as he danced his way to the clasps on my back. With a soft grunt, the hooks became undone as he pulled it away from my skin furiously.
I groaned at the sudden chill as I felt my nipples harden. I looked at BB under half-lidded eyes, "You're wearing entirely too much clothes right now, BB,"
He glanced down at himself and chuckled, "You're right, perhaps you'd like to do the honors?"
I couldn't stop the chesire-cat like smirk that sprang up and held my wrist out some, indicating him to unhook it. He complied and leaned over me. After what felt like hours, the click of the handcuffs graced my ears and I barely let BB sit up again before I was tugging at his clothes. He didn't fight it at all, however, and assisted me in unbuttoning his pants. After tossing them somewhere over his shoulders, BB's lips crashed onto mine once more. I blindly reached out and traced the contors of his body, followling the curve of his stomach and hips down to my prize. I gently took his head between my fingers and gave a light squeeze. His head dropped as a loud moan tore through his chest.
"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this," He breathlessly groaned out.
L growled from between my legs and tore off my underwear, leaving my dripping center exposed. Without warning, his attacked my core with his tongue, lapping it like a dehydrated dog. At one point, I could feel him gently prodding my center with his tongue while he used his thumb to rub circles into my aching clit. Pants escaped me before I could get them under control as my back arched.
"Holy fuck," I panted, "You're right BB, I really wanted this,"
He said nothing and continued to kneed my right breast as he took my left into his mouth. I ran my hand down his entire length, gripping it firmly. I began pumping it slowly, gauging his reaction. Seeing nothing but pleasure overtake his features, I sped up, making sure the caress his entire shaft.
"Cynder," L spoke up from below me, "Are you still a virgin?"
I became inexplicably embarassed at the question and sat up slightly, looking over BB at L the best I could. I cleared my throat awkwardly, "Well um, yes. But I have spent a few lonely nights between me and my hands,"
He nodded and glanced back down at my sopping core, "So you have at least expierenced an orgasm. Well," Suddenly an evil chuckle rang out as he locked eyes with mine, "I'll make this one one you won't forget,"
BB pulled back, "Don't you mean we'll give her the orgasm of her life?"
L said nothing and smirked, standing up. He leaned over my bare body and locked lips with mine. However, unlike BB, L was gentle. Tenderly probing my lips with his tongue. It was a nice change of pace. But before we could get too concentrated on it, he pulled back, leaving a trail of saliva connecting our mouths. He grabbed me by my hips and flipped me over, so I was on my stomach. I leaned up on my hands and knees and glanced back at L, who was looking at BB. BB grinned and crawled his way so he was in the front of me. He held his throbbing member in his hands and pushed it against my lips. I took it without argument.
L, on the other end of me, gently placed his tip at my enterance, and leaned down so that his chest covered my back. One hand found it's way onto my breast, the other on my clit. "Try not to bite down on BB Jr., Cynder. This may hurt a little,"
A small amount of fear and excitement gripped my heart as I looked up at BB, who was smiling.
Without another word, L plunged himself inside me deep. I gasped and groaned at the sudden pain that exploded in my nether regions. BB, however, loved the sudden vibration from my vocal cords that transmitted to his member. So this is it, I thought anything but regreatably, I guess I didn't go through with my wish. But to be frank, I could care less. The sheer amount of pleasure that came after those few minutes of pain was comepletely worthwile.
A lustful groan left L and BB at the same time and a strange feeling of accomplishment overcame me. I moaned the best I could with BB's member still in my mouth and began bobbing my head along it's length.
L, after moments of stillness, started moving slowly in and out of me. I could feel myself stretching in order to accomodate his size. This was bliss. Everything I've been craving since I arrived melted away into this moment. For some reason this felt so right. But then again a small part of me kept nagging that something was off. However, I chose to ignore it. The feeling of L inside me was overwhelming. He bagan to move faster, plunging himself deeper and deeper each time.
He gripped onto my waist hard as he pounded harder with each passing moment. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as L's pounding forced me to take BB's member deeper in my mouth. After what felt like mere moments, BB pulled himself out of my mouth and crawled his way under me, L unsheathing himself as well. I whined loudly at the loss of contact from the two and repositioned myself so I was laying more on BB.
Before I could register what was happening, L and BB took my momentary stillness to align themselves at both of my holes. I gulped loudly and bit my lip in waiting, the anticipation was slowly killing me. Then, all at once, both L and BB dived deep inside of my aching cores. I moaned loudly and arched my back into L.
BB captured my lips with his while L assulted my neck with his. Gently, they began moving at the same time, allowing me to get used to the feel. BB and L ran their hands down my body, rubbing and clawing at various areas.
I never imagined sex with two people to feel this amazing. Feeling them alterating so that I was always filled was breathtaking. I could feel myself unravling between the two. My voice cracked with each time they matched speeds, making unimaginable amounts of pleasure wash over my body.
Although before I knew it, a warm knot-like feeling started growing inside of my lower abdomen. Slowly, it grew into an uncontrollable fire that seemed to engulf my mind and body. I could tell both BB and L felt it too by the way they began to speed up in their motions. That feeling was all too familiar. A feeling I wish wouldn't have come so soon.
All at once, BB and L pulled out and aimed themselves away from my holes as hot seed spilled from both of them onto my back and stomach. I collapsed as my own orgasm violently ripped through my body and left me feeling breathless. L dropped onto his side next to me and I rolled off of BB, throwing my arms over the chests of both BB and L.
"That was," I attempted to say, unable to help the consistant panting between words, "incredible,"
"We told you it would be," BB stated smugly.
I opened my mouth to speak, but was cut short by a hand closing tightly around my neck. My eyes widened as betrayal and fear gripped my heart. I stared into the unforgiving eyes of L. Only, however, it wasn't L anymore. It was the face of the twisted and mangled creature of that thing in the shower with me.
I gasped the best I could and felt a wave of utter disgust overcome me, I let that thing inside me? An uncontrollable shudder raced through my veins, leaving me feeling cold. I started kicking and screaming at the thing to release me to no avail.
The thing leaned down close to my face, it's permanent grin seeming to widen, "Liquida non quasi virgo. Sanguinem angelo ibi. Corpus et mentem daemonis ... an Orinia!"
Behind it loomed another creature of identical looks, it's similar blood red eyes seemed to glow brighter when they locked with mine, "Quid prandium!" I felt my lungs tightening as I struggled to keep consciousness. The second creature ran a long talon down the length of my leg, hissing as it did so.
Panic set in as I glanced between the two. My vision became hazy once more as I was losing control of my body. A searing pain ripped through my shoulder blades as I felt my wings tear open my skin and spread outwards. Almost as if they had a mind of their own. With quick thinking, I slammed my right wing hard into the creature's face, knocking it off of me. I sat up hastily. The second demonic beast howled angrily at me, bearing its teeth. Before I had time to catch my stolen breath, it slammed hard into my side, sending me tumbling off of the side of the bed.
I pushed myself up on my elbows in a daze, the room around me turning into a blur. I groaned and focused all of my energy into making out my surroundings. From beside me I heard a door slam open and two voices shouting at one another. I couldn't make out what exactly they were saying, but my name was mentioned quite a bit. I pulled myself up onto my elbows on the bed and observed the scene before me; both the creatures seemed to be in a heated battle between two men, one wielding a scythe, the other a bow. The one with the scythe pointed in my direction and shouted something to the other, who, after some delay, strode his was towards me.
"Cynder. Cynder!" The voice called. Even though the figure was right in front of me, he sounded so far away. His features were blurred and indiscernible. Suddenly, he sighed deeply and held something up to my lips. "Drink." He commanded. I pursed my lips and moved away from him. He sighed again, "So it's going to be that way, is it?"
The man lunged at me, pinning me down by sitting on me. I kicked and thrashed but was held fast. I felt a tight squeeze on one of my still bare breasts and gasped. He used this opportunity to pour whatever it was he wanted me to drink down my throat. He rolled off of me to the side as I leaned up, sputtering and coughing. I glared up angrily at the man and noticed my vision was clearing. Everything was no longer foggy and everyone's voices became normal.
I gasped again when the man that forced me to drink came into view- Donovan.
"D-Donovan!?" I gasped, my hands reaching out to touch him.
He growled and pulled away before I could make contact, "Dont touch me!" He snapped, "Now that you've drank that, you could taint me, and if that happens there's a high chance we'll never get out of here."
I stared long and hard at his face in disbelief, "How the hell did you get here? Where is... Here?"
"I'll explain later," He grunted.
Donovan glanced back at Devon, who seemed to be holding his own quite well against the creature. I couldn't help but stare in awe at how gracefully Devon moved with his scythe. It was as if the weapon was an extension of himself. Suddenly a very violent feeling of something overcame me as I felt my face heat up almost torturously. The air grew thick and steamy around me the longer I stared at Devon. I wanted to look away, but couldn't bring myself to. A gnawing feeling grew In an all too familiar place. I groaned and slowly moved my hand down my body, stopping at my lower abdomen. Forgetting that Donovan was beside me, I started to trace a small circle around my clit, moaning softly as I did so. Using my other hand, I cupped my breast, lightly brushing over my hardening nipples. I leaned my head back in bliss. I vaguely heard my name being called and flung my head back down, staring at Donovan with half-lidded eyes. For some reason, he looked absolutely inviting.
I giggled as my hands worked like they had a mind of their own, "Donovan, if you wanted in all you had to do was ask," With a slight bit of hesitation, I moved my hands away from my slightly aching center and crawled over towards him. I sat on my knees in front of him and leaned forward, "Join me, Donovan. A simple touch won't hurt,"
I reached out for his hand, my grin growing wider. I felt like a whole new person. I felt alive. I felt so in control. However suddenly, he jerked away violently, snarling as he did so, "What the fuck are you doing, Cynder? I said don't touch me!"
I whined and ran my hand up my body seductively, "What's wrong Donovan? Do you not want to touch at least a little?"
I felt a joyful chill race down my spine as I watched the inner conflict in his eyes rage. There was just something about being in this position that was exhilarating. I pouted and grabbed his hand, placing it gently on my breast. His eyes widened, but made no movements that denied my advances. Slowly, I crawled into his lap, positioning myself directly over his groin. I locked eyes with him and leaned my head down, gently making contact with our lips. Donovan grunted and moved his hands to my backside, squeezing it. I bent my head down once more and gently nipped at his neck, folding my wings in around us.
I pulled at the buttons on his flannel and tossed it aside somewhere behind us. I leaned back and marveled at the sheer amount of muscle under his clothes. He was definitely of an athletic build. But then again, I suppose it doesn't hurt when you fight demons for a living. I paused. For some reason, guilt squeezed at my insides. As I looked at Donovan, all I could see was BB and L. However, seeing his body sent chills through me and refueled the fire that was building. All thought of those two were quickly pushed aside.
I slowly pressed my hips down harder on his groin, locking my lips onto his neck as I did so. Hearing his grunts and groans egged me on. I felt myself swell in a new type of feeling. Not one of lust but.. Something else. Of what entirely, I'm not sure. Donovan began kneading my cheeks in his hands, one of them slowly dancing around my hips to my front.
I pulled back and locked eyes with him. With a smirk, I ran my fingers through his hair and pressed my chest into him, my breasts pushing into his torso. A breathless laugh escaped me and I sighed in pleasure.
"Cy-Cynder," he ground out after some trouble. I hummed in response, barely listening to him, "What's come over you?" He murmured softly.
I paused, what has come over me? I wondered fleetingly. The thought soon left me however when his fingers delved between my folds. I moaned loudly and leaned farther into him, "Is this really a time to be asking questions?" I asked incredulously.
"This is just... Weird. It's unlike you. And unlike me to be enjoying it this much. You're no longer under the spell of the demons, so what's causing this all of a sudden?"
Before I was given the chance to answer, the sound of another person clearing their throat resounded around the room.
My head snapped up and I made eye contact with Devon. He looked awkward and uncomfortable. Suddenly, I became embarrassed and pushed myself back off of Donovan. It was almost as if a veil had been lifted from over me. I gasped and covered my bare body with my wings, the lust-filled air quickly disappearing. I glanced at Donovan who looked like he just snapped out of a spell.
"What in the Nine Hells was that?" He demanded. He looked between me and Devon in shock and disbelief, "That was unlike anything I've ever experienced. It was like I had no control over my body." He glanced down at the bulge threatening to burst out of his pants before his eyes rested on me, "What the hell are you?"
I felt my temper flare as my heart sank, "As if I would know! I'm so damn tired of hearing that question when I don't have an answer! Hell, I just recently discovered I was a fucking demon hunter. Who fucking knows that else is inside me!"
Devon stepped between us, "Now is not the time for that. We need to get out of here before we get stuck. I'll explain everything when we get back Cynder. Just tell me this; where is your body at the moment?"
I squinted at him in confusion, "The hell do you mean where's my body? In case you haven't noticed, it's right behind these babies-" I answered slowly whilst petting my wings.
Donovan sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "We're in your head, dipshit. In other words, we're not actually here. We're like spirits in a sort. You came into contact with a demon. We'll explain when we're back. We just need to know where your body is so we can meet up there."
I groaned as I recalled everything, but everything was just so hazy. I felt so drained all of a sudden, "I-I wanna say I was in the girls bathroom. Seventh floor," I said after what felt like years of silence.
"You think? We need to get to you, Cynder. Before the demon returns," Donovan sighed exasperatedly.
"Calm down, Donovan. She just needs a moment. If she's what I think she is, she's in for one hell of a ride from now on," Devon murmured smoothly.
Dead gripped my heart, "What do you mean if I am what you think I am? What-" I gulped, "What am I?"
Devon knelt beside me and locked eyes with me, "Did those demons say anything to you? Please, try to remember."
I closed my eyes tight, slowly recalling every past moment until the moments with the demons replayed in my head, "I... I think I heard the words angeli. Sanguine. Daemon. Corpus. Orinia,"
"Angel, blood, demon, body, Orinia." Devon muttered to himself, "So I was right then. You're not just of angel and human descent like us nephilims. Or even demon and human descent like cambions. You're an Orinia. The offspring of an angel and a demon. What color did you say your dad's eyes were?"
"Blue. Ice blue," I responded hesitantly.
He snapped his fingers and smiled, "Blue eyes are a sign of angels! And the smell of burnt hair and cinnamon. It's common for angels to smell that way when burning! Your dad was an angeli, not a daemon! Which means your mum was daemon!" He leaned over and stroked my wings, sending small chills through my shoulder blades, "Your mum must have been a very powerful daemon to taint an angel. A Succubus maybe?" He looked lost in thought as I struggled to take all this information in. Suddenly, I felt like I was suffocating. The area we were in grew darker and seemed to shrink.
"Devon!" Donovan called out warningly, "Go easy on the information! It's too much for her. We need to go or else we may not make it and neither will she,"
This seemed to snap Devon out of whatever stupor he was in and quickly sat to my side, Donovan taking up my other. I looked around frantically as I thought about the new information. Dad was an angel this entire time? Mom was the demon? It explains so much but... It's so hard to take in. So does that mean... My demonic features. Am I really that much like my mother? Am I going to end up like her? Like that bitch who abuses and abandons her children and fucks every man she sees? Is that why almost did what I did? Suddenly, images flashed by in front of us quicker than we could process them as bat-like creatures began flying above us. I groaned and held my head in my hands and curled into fetal position. I felt as if my world was crumbling down around me.
Faintly, I heard Devon and Donovan begin to chant something in another language quickly. Soon after, I felt myself lose all of my energy and begin to slip into a sleep like state. For what felt like the tenth time today, I lost control of my body and I slammed onto my back, looking up at the ceiling as my eyes slowly eased shut. Soon, all I saw was darkness. But I was still able to hear their voices lifting high into the nothingness. Then, silence.
I gasped, sitting bolt upright. I frantically looked around; I was still in the shower stall from what felt like ages ago. The water was running and a bar of soap was beside me. I sighed and stared at the ground, recalling the events that had just transpired. Was it all a dream? It felt so real but... I never even left the shower. I glanced upwards at the shower head, Did I bump my head somehow? Looking down, I gently cupped my breast and sighed, was the sex at least real? I froze as fear suddenly and violently seized my heart, Was how I acted towards Donovan real as well? And Devon's words... I don't even know what a Succubus is. Is it some kind of sex demon?
I groaned for what felt like the millionth time today and stood, using the stall as support. I quickly finished washing my hair and my body and stepped out, patting myself dry and dressing in some baggy clothing. What I really needed at the moment was a nap.
Grabbing my dirty clothes, I made a beeline to the exit. I yanked the door open only to slam into someone's chest, talk about déjà vu. I glared up at the person, only to make eye contact with a very disheveled looking Devon. I stood there in shock and glanced behind him at an equally disheveled Donovan, who was watching me with a wary gaze. I gasped and dropped my clothes, my hands flying to cover my mouth, so it did happen!
Devon gently grabbed my wrist and dragged me down the hall to their room. He proceeded to point to the bed and dragged over a chair, sitting fixedly in front of me. Donovan however, kept a large distance away from me and leaned against the doorframe. I couldn't help the blush that fanned across my cheeks as I thought about my behavior, and the thought of Donovan's body.
"Listen, I-" I began, but was quickly cut off by a wave of Devon's hand.
"Hush. Let me begin by explaining what the fuck just happened," He inhaled deeply and clasped his hands together, leaning forward on his knees, "That thing you encountered in the shower; that was a Lusamma daemon. A demon that feeds off of the feelings of lust by entering your mind and taking your soul into a spirit-like realm. Only, in this realm, your mind controls the environment. This demon, it tricks you by delving into your innermost thoughts and disguises itself as someone you have fantasied having sex with at least once," my blush deepened at his words and I looked away, beginning to feel uncomfortable, "It becomes these people and tricks it's victim into having sex with it. By doing so, it makes itself stronger. Once it's powers get to a certain point, it usually kills it's victims and travels back to the mortal realm to find somebody new," he held a finger up, "What was weird is that there were two in your realm. Normally, Lusammas travel alone since many people aren't able to fill even one Lusamma," we locked eyes fleetingly and he smirked, "Let me just say I'm impressed that you were able to fuck both and are still able to walk," he laughed loudly, Donovan joining him.
I grumbled and looked away, "Well when you're caught up in the moment you just don't think about that kind of stuff,"
He wiped at the corners of his eyes and cleared his throat, "Anyways, as I was saying; it's strange that there were two. One person is only enough to feed one Lusamma. There's no way two could completely feed from you. Even if you are a nephilim or a combians. Which leads me to believe that your mom was indeed a Succubus, as I said. Succubi have been known to be able to taint angels and attract Lusamma like flies to honey, since they are so powerful in what they want. Succubi have usually been known to satisfy even five at a time, depending how much sex they've had recently. This would explain why it found you. It would also explain why you um," he cleared his throat again, looking at the ceiling, "Seduced Donovan so easily. Let me ask, did you feel any different before or during your advances on him?"
I held up my hands, "First, let me ask- what exactly is a Succubus? You keeps throwing around that word like Im supposed to know what it means. And also, how did you find me?"
"Oh, sorry. I forget you don't know everything we do. We nephilim are able to sense when demons are near, both spiritually and in the mortal realm. From there, it's just a matter of hide and go seek. A Succubus is, in a nutshell, a majority female daemon that tricks mortal men into having sex with them. It's how they... Feed. They have no need of food or water or sleep. They're immortal and usually stop aging around 20, so they stay young forever. They're also very beautiful creatures. Their only downfall is that they need sex to live. If they don't get laid, they don't get power. And no power means no life. No life means they get sent to limbo to rot for eternity,"
"Wait, you said they trick mortal men. You said my father was an angel."
"Some Succubi of a higher standing in power have been known to seduce angels. Either out of boredom, or in some rare cases, love. So your mom must have been someone special. However if an angel gives into a Succubus, they become tainted. What's known as a Fallen One. They're stripped of their wings and halos and are banished to mortal life. However, once they're in the mortal world, they have to worry about the Second Circle's counsel finding them and dragging them to Hell, where they spend an eternity being tortured,"
I gasped, tears welling up in the corners of my eyes, clouding my vision, "So you mean to tell me... My dad is being tortured? I-I always thought he," ugly sobs racked through my body, leaving me feeling defenseless. I curled up in the bed sheet, burying my face into the mattress. I felt a hand be placed tenderly on my back and peaked through the covers and saw Devon staring at me with kind eyes. My insides tightened without warning and I looked away quickly.
I laid there, unmoving as Devon rubbed small circles into my back. Shortly after, he began to speak again, "I'm sorry, Cynder. I know this has to be hard. Just... Try not to think about it," he cleared his throat awkwardly, "A-Anyways, it's very rare when a Succubus gets pregnant, but not impossible. Their children have been known to inherit some of their ability to be able to..." He paused. I peaked up at him from out of the covers. He was staring up at the ceiling, waving his arms around. He suddenly snapped his fingers and grinned, "Influence! That's the word I was looking for. Their offspring have been known to inherit their influential prowess. For some, it lies dormant within them for their entire lives. In others, like you, something awakens it. The Lusamma must have awakened it in you by giving you a taste of what your kind needs. I don't mean to speak on your behalf, but your body must have realized that there is a certain part of you that needs sex,"
I sat up and held out a hand, "Wait. I was just fine without sex my whole 17 years of life. Why would I suddenly need it now?"
"Like I said, the Lusamma must have awakened your Succubus side of you. The side that feeds from sex of all forms. However if you're not completely comfortable with fucking people you're not sexually attracted to, I believe masturbation works just as well,"
I blushed madly and glanced around the room, "What happens if I don't, um, fulfill my needs?"
"You'll grow weak. You'll suffer a loss of energy. You'll be more irritable and quick to anger, along with being mentally unstable. Since you're not a full fledged Succubus, you don't need it to survive, but your body will feel the effects it has on a regular Succubus. Just.. Without the consequences,"
I nodded, unable to meet his eyes. This topic is just too weird to be discussing with them. So, if I'm going to need sex much more often from now on... Does that mean I'll need to use BB as an outlet now? I mean, I'm sure he wouldn't mind. But what about L? I could use him too. I mean, this sort of works in my favor in our game. However would I really want to do this to them? What if something goes wrong and I kill them somehow? I couldn't help the giggle that escaped me, I may swallow them whole with my vagina. I laughed loudly, forgetting I wasn't alone in the room. My hand flew up to my mouth and met the very confused faces of Devon and Donovan. Maybe I could use them? I scoffed at myself, No. Neither one have even given me any sort of sign that they're attracted to me. But then again... They don't need to be attracted to me in order to want to fuck me. I could just always... I mentally slapped myself and grew angry at the direction of my thoughts, no. I will not give into this side of me. I would become just like my mother. The person I don't want to be. He did say masturbation works, and I'm no stranger in that area. But... Will it always work? I sighed deeply and groaned.
Oh boy.
BAM. DONE.
That was fun, wasn't it? Sorry there wasn't much BB and L interactions but, *sigh* I did have to advance her story more.
Translations:
• Salutem ex inferno. - Welcome to Hell.
• Infecta quasi virgo. Sanguine angelo ibi. Corpus et mentem daemonis... an Orinia! - Not tainted like a virgin. The blood of an angel. Body and mind of a demon... an Orinia!
• Quid prandium! - What a feast!
If you couldn't guess, I'm basing my version of Hell off of the Dante's Inferno representation of Hell. The one with the nine circles all dedicated to a certain area of sin and all. If you haven't guessed, I reference the second circle, which represents lust. wink wink, nudge nudge.
Aaannyyywhooo now that that's all cleared up, thank you again for sticking around with me for as long as you have, and if you're new, welcome! :D
JAFS signing off~