Abbie led Harry up the stairs to her apartment. He figured her to live in a more luxurious place, not this shit-hole in the wall.

"I know you have a lot of questions," said Abbie, "But they're gonna have to wiait till morning. You have no idea how tire I am right now." Harry thought it was a pretty bitchy thing for her to be complaining afte he'd just lost his family. He said nothing though. Abbie went to the kitchen, which to Harry's surprise, had a phone on the wall. She took the reciever off the phone and dield a number. Harry sat on the couch, which was torn in several places.

Harry could hear Abbie on the phone, but only halfway paid attention, something about a deal gone down bad or some other clichéd line of that nature. Eventaully, Abbie got off the phone and joined Harry on the couch.

"I gotta bring you to see my boss tomorrow," she said.

"I have a feeling you don't work for the hospital, do you."

"No… no I don't." They sat together in silence for a few more minutes. The T.V had a hole in it. Harry figured somebody must have kicked it in, but didn't bother asking.

"You wanna fuck?" asked Abbie.

"What? No!... what?" Harry was so mixed with emotins that the idea of getting laid wasn't even on his mind… his body apparently worked seperatly. His cock started growing hard again, which Abbie noticed.

"Don't worry. Not with me… at least not exactly." This reminded Harry that Abbie was a succubus. Even if he wanted to fuck her, he couldn't without being killed. Abbie pulled out from her purse a syringe filled with violet liquid.

"It's a drug I made… don't ask me how… I have my ways. Anyway, this will send you on a trip." Harry laughed. If fucking was the last thing on his mind, then dropping acid was evne beyond that.

"We don't even have any Pink Floyd records. That's a piss-poor way to go on a trip without them."

"Not THAT kind of trip. It'll send your mind to a different form of reality, but everything you experience will feel real…. Very real. Just, without the messy side effects of fucking me."

"What you just described is how I feel whenever I take LSD…. So, no, I don't want to go on a trip," said Harry. Abbie wouldn't let up. Either she really wanted him fucked up or she really wanted to fuck him. Harry didn't know which one.

"What have you got to lose? I gotta warn you though…. It might get a little…. Weird."

"Fine… do it," sai Harry. He made a fist to show Abbie where to put the needle in. The point broke into his vains and soon, Harry felt…. Gone.

/

Harry stripped off his clothes as he stood by the pool of pink water. Abbie was waiting for him to join her, the water came up to her firm breasts as she floated in the water. They had come to this oasis after many days, and pleasurable nights, of hard travel across the Desert of Ark-Nah, a place covered in red sand that stretched out for miles.

Slowly, Harry stepped into the pool and approached his eager succubus.

Abbie reached out to feel his chest, hard as stone yet smooth as silk as she ran her fingers across his skin. As she did this, Harry used his left arm to pull her into a kiss. His right hand trailed down her body and stroked her pussy lips, which were submerged in the soothing water. The succubus moaned into the kiss as she felt Harry's body burn from his touch. Harry took this as a good sign as he continued stroking her clit in a slow, circular motion. Abbie's wings spread out around them, causing the water to splash. Her hands finally ended their slow descent down Harry's body as they now wrapped around his cock. She stroked him, using the water as a lubricant to make him even slippery in her hands.

Without warning, Harry lifted Abbie up and placed her on the soft grass by the edge of the pool. Her legs dangled in the water, which harry quickly parted. He pressed his lips against her clit and slowly began sucking. His tongue flicked out like a snake, hitting her sweet spot in one continoues motion. The succubus laid back against the soft grass. Her hands clinched to the earth around her as she looked up at the endless night sky. The night air was filled with he moans of excasty as Harry continued worshiping her body.

Abbie was almost about to go over the edge when a loud screech cut through her moans. Both Abbie and Harry stopped to see what had made that terrible noise. Only something truly awful could have jarred them out of their love-making. The two waited in silence, except for their heavy breathing, to see if the noise happened again. Instead of hearing a piercing screech, a soothing melody came deep from within the forest path. It hypnotised both of them as they climbed out of the pool and made their way into the thick jungle of trees. Abbie was so mind struck by the sound that she forgot to take up her rainbow sword that lay in the grass.

As the two continued, almost blindly, through the forest, the only thing that filled their minds was the luring sound of that mysterious song. It was not long until they came to a clearing in the forest. There, standing in an aura of bright green energy, stood a Siren playing an electric guitar. Her body was tall and slender, her black hair shot out all around her head like she'd been electrocuted. Indeed, green flickers of lightening surrounded her as she played her guitar. A thin red dress covered her otherwise naked body. It did not hide her nipples that poked through the material. As she continued to play those sharp, intoxicating notes, both Harry and Abbie could not help but walk more towards her.

When Abbie got close enough for the Siren to touch her, she laid down her guitar and wrapped her arms around her prey. Harry stood in awe as the Siren pressed her body against the succubus. Their mouths soon met and Abbie in return started pulling the Siren's dress off. Soon, the Siren was as naked as the succubus was as their bodies slowly rubbed against each other. The Siren's mystic power surrounded both of them as they were bathed in green light. Harry, who was now broken from the Siren's spell, watched as his lover was being comforted by another. He did not grow jealous. Instead, he took comfort that his lover was reiving such pleasure, even if at the moment it was not from him. Things started to change when he saw the Siren draw her sharp claws down Abbie's back. Thin lines of blood occurred, but the Succubus did not protest. Harry took this as a good sign, believing that Abbie enjoyed those painful marks. However, the marks grew deeper and deeper as the Siren dug more into Abbie's back. She was tearing her apart without Abbie even being aware.

Seeing this, Harry quickly reached out for Abbie, attempting to pull her away from the siren's evil magic. To his shock, he was struck back not by the Siren, but by his own lover. Abbie turned to face him with fire in her eyes as she slashed at his chest. The cuts were not deep, but were enough to force him to back away.

This did not stop Harry from trying again as he saw the Siren inflicting more damage to Abbie. He charged at the Siren, his arm raised back in preparation to land a fierce blow. The Siren saw him from the corner of her as while her mouth continued to plant soft kisses down Abbie's neck. With one swift motion, a green bolt of lightning shot from the Siren's aura, hitting Harry hard as he was flung back against a nearby tree. Harry collapsed to his knees. He looked up and saw his succubae's back. It was now covered in blood and torn pieces of flesh. Yet still, the succubus was unaware as she wrapped a leg around the siren's ass, bringing their lower bodies closer together. Harry lay there in the cool night grass and groaned in agony at his uselessness.

Hearing his cries of despair, the siren jerked her head towards him. Abbie watched as the siren slowly reached out her hand, pointing towards Harry on the ground. When she saw where the siren pointed towards, Abbie's eyes once again turned fire red. Her wings became tough leather and the tip of her tail turned into a spike. Shew flew towards Harry with inhuman speed, her sharp claws outstretched.

Harry just had enough time to jump out of the way as the succubus slashed at the ground where he once was. Harry dodged Abbie's wild attacks with her claws as she pursued him.

The siren watched in amusement as she saw Harry scrambling for his life. It was then that harry noticed the siren's guitar, the source of her power, laying on the ground unguarded. Without a moment's hesitation, Harry picked it up by the neck and smashed it hard against a tree. The guitar let out a loud screech, as if it could feel pain, before breaking in-two. The siren stood there, too shocked to move. Then, without warning, the green aura that surrounded her turned into flames. They engulfed her as her lightening shot out from her body. She slowly began to disappear into the flames until there was nothing.

Harry stood there, holding the broken guitar in his hands before tossing it into the woods. He was startled when he felt soft hands slowly wrap around his waist. Lips quickly fallowed, planting sweet kisses along his neck and shoulder. He turned around to see Abbie, eyes back to their original violet. Harry quickly ran his fingers along her back, her smooth, silky back. The succubus smiled and nodded her head as she felt Harry inspect her. Harry let out a sigh of relief and embraced Abbie in a tight squeeze. He felt her breasts rub against his chest as he continued running his hands over her healed back. The succubus could feel the cuts on Harry's

chest and quickly pulled away. She looked down at the marks she'd made while under the trance. Her eyes looked into his, pleasing for forgiveness. She kissed each mark as her hands ran down his thighs. She lowered her body to her knees as she kissed down Harry's front until reaching his cock. Abbie wrapped her fingers around it with one hand, the other still placed on his thigh. She looked up at him, smiling as she stroked him from base to tip. Her mouth was mere inches away from his tip as she extended her tongue, making small circles around him. To her surprise, Harry pushed her head back and tilted it upwards so he could look at her.

There was nothing but love covering his face as he starred down at Abbie. With both hands, Harry gently pushed Abbie on her back as he got down on his stomach. He wanted to be eye-level with her pussy as he worshiped it just like before. Abbie laughed with joy as she wrapped her legs around Harry's face, pressing him closer. Harry slid his tongue over her clit, kissing it with his lips while his tongue flicked against it. Harry let out a warm stream of air from his lips, sending vibrations over the succubus's lower body. Abbie ran her fingers through Harry's hair, pulling slightly, wanting more of him. His lips left her clit and was replaced with his middle and index finger, rubbing slowly. Harry could feel her pussy growing wet as he eagerly licked her juices. Abbie could feel Harry's tongue sliding inside her as he licked around her inner-folds, not wanting to waste a single drop of her moistness.

Eventually, Abbie's body desired, no, begged for more of Harry as she pulled harder on his hair. Harry, feeling the heat pulsing from her lover, got on his knees, pulled Abbie closer to him and slowly slid his cock inside her, inch by inch. The succubus let out a loud moan as she was filled up by Harry's body. She wrapped her legs once again around his waist, squeezing him, wanting him even closer. Harry's body thrust inside her, pushing him closer over the edge every time his cock rubbed against her tight, moist pussy.

They went on like this for nearly an hour. Harry's slow thrusting body keeping time with Abbie's moans of longing. Until, with heated intensity, they both reached their climax. Harry lay against Abbie, using her breasts as pillows. They held each other through the night and fell asleep in the forest under the moon.

/

Harry sat on the couch. Many hours had passed since he went on his trip. Abbie was still there next to him.

"Did you enjoy me?" she asked. Harry just looked at her, taking in all that happened.

"I've had better." Abbie knew he hadn't, but she played along anyway. It was too late to argue. Tomorrow would be a hard day.