She opened her eyes, unaware that they had been closed to begin with. Eddie no longer stood beside her. Instead, she looked upon the altar in solitude. While she still appeared to be in the same room, she had to be in some sort of surreal dreamscape. The shadows still swayed around her, and whispers of forgotten knowledge brushed against her mind. For a moment, she thought she caught a glimpse of an enigmatic figure, veiled in darkness, just beyond her reach.
"The boundaries you've woven between our worlds have weakened, my sweet, lily flower."
The woman's voice sing-songed through the air, yet Lillian couldn't find the source. While she was certain she wasn't alone here, Lilith (was that who truly pursued her?) certainly had a way of making it feel like she was.
"Don't worry. It will all make sense. You've done so well to release me. We are one step closer to bringing order to your world again."
She wanted to believe her. But this was a demon, after all, that she was haggling with.
Arms took her from behind. It was Eddie. Unsure of whether or not she was still dreaming this, she closed her eyes. There was something comforting in his embrace, as there always was.
"You deserve all the pleasures your body so cleaves," Lilith's voice filled the room, even seemed to fill the entire void around her, and it sent a chill through her. It was as if she reached an understanding. She could have whatever she wanted in this dreamscape, no matter how forbidden, or how taboo... Even her darkest fetishes might be brought to life in this sanctuary, somewhere between her mind and her Lust.
As if stirred by the Queen of Night's words, she turned around, pressing Eddie back into the altar. He abided without resistance, watching with hungry eyes as she undressed. Just as she started to pull her top over her head, she swore she spotted the dark-haired seductress playing as a voyeur from beneath the statue erected in her likeness. Yet, as her sight was unveiled again, and she discarded the tank top to the floor, the succubus no longer stood there.
She didn't have time to inquire as Eddie spoke.
"You okay, babe?"
She smiled faintly, mounting him. She fixed to unfasten his belt, but to her surprise, he grabbed her wrist. "Not yet." His playful grin distracted her from the series of voices she was hearing that all spoke the words in unison. Eddie's was the prominent one, but there were at least two others, one that she was certain belonged to Lilith.
Again, she was quick to dismiss the red flags as he took her by the waist, laying her down on the cool stone. Lillian bit her lip as she watched his head sink down between her legs. His tongue slowly rolled over her sex, leaving her to quiver in ecstasy. She made herself comfortable (or at least, as comfortable as one could be when laying on an icy, stone slab). Lillian moaned freely, her hands reaching down to grip his dark hair.
"Freedom, my sweet temptation. It dances on the edge of desire - a seductive waltz that beckons us to shed the chains of convention and embrace the wild currents that surge within." Lilith monologued from somewhere in the shadows, unseen, but her voice was like listening to sensual moans, and it somehow fueled Lillian's flames all the more. She gyrated her hips, her lips parted in silent euphoria, save for short, frantic breaths.
"Lust, the fire that ignites our souls, burns with an intensity that rivals the very stars that adorn the heavens."
A thumb brushed over her bottom lip, and with a quivering gasp, she opened her eyes to see another figure standing over her. It was Billy, wearing a devilish grin and exuding an aura of raw magnetism and rebellion. His piercing, blue gaze locked onto her, his eyes reflecting a mixture of desire and danger. All the while, Eddie never stopped eating her out, as if he had never even noticed the third presence.
Only for a moment did her emotions swirl in a tumultuous whirlwind, ranging from longing to apprehension. Lilith's voice, velvety and almost hypnotic, filled the air, almost providing a narrative that merged with the scene. "In the depths of night, when the world slumbers and inhibitions fade, we become creatures of raw longing and untamed yearning. We cast aside the masks we wear by day, revealing the primal essence that courses through our veins. Oh, how society shuns the fervent embrace of lust, branding it a sin, a taboo. But I, I am the embodiment of defiance, the mistress of temptation, and I revel in the power it bestows upon me.
Lust, you see, is not merely a carnal desire—it is a force that surges through every fiber of our being, a beacon that guides us towards our true selves. It is a declaration of our existence, an assertion that we are alive, and we shall not be constrained by the feeble rules woven by mortals."
As though Lilith's words finalized Lillian's decision, she gave in completely, grabbing Billy by the front of his white, wife beater and pulling him down. She kissed him hungrily, her moans of pleasure muffled as Eddie's lips created a seal against her clit and suckled. Hands squeezed her exposed breasts, though at this point, she couldn't even decipher who they belonged to anymore.
"Freedom, entwined with lust, unfurls its wings like a ravenous bird of prey. It soars above the mundane, the predictable. It invites us to partake in a symphony of sensation that reaches a crescendo of ecstasy. In its embrace, we transcend the boundaries of the ordinary and taste the elixir of the forbidden."
Still uncertain as to whether any of this was real or not, Lillian gyrated her hips uncontrollably, her orgasm quick-approaching, though she hated to see it end so soon. As if any entities involved understood this, Eddie stopped abruptly. Wiping the sweet juices from beneath his grinning mouth, he traced a wet line up her stomach to her breasts. Then, almost instantaneously, Billy traded places, eagerly taking over his rival's task. Without a moment to regroup, she squirmed atop the pedestal, her skin flickering in candlelight. When did those candles become kindled, anyway?
As things escalated, Lilith's presence seemed to weave into the fabric of the girl's desires - an invisible conductor orchestrating their every motion. Eddie kissed up to her neck, and Billy glided a pair of fingers into her, slowly, at first. His tongue worked in time to thrill her, and all of attention she was getting began to overwhelm her. She couldn't hold back any longer.
Her orgasm did not signal the end. Instead, it signaled the beginning of a maelstrom of lust. By the time her boyfriend was taking her from behind, Lillian was pumping her hand on Billy's member as he stood in front of her. She even graced him with her mouth, as if to return the favor.
"So, my darling, do not shy away from the flames of passion that burn within you. Embrace them, fan the inferno, and let it consume you. For in the union of freedom and lust, you shall find not only liberation but a glimpse into the depths of your own unfettered soul - a soul that dances on the edge of existence, unbound by the chains of fear and inhibition. Embrace me, as you embrace yourself, and together we shall revel in the intoxicating melody of untamed desire."
She felt a hand grip the roots of her dulled, burgundy hair. It was only because she felt both of Eddie's hands on her waist that she knew it was Billy tugging at her hair. She wrapped her lips around his shaft, her hands gripping the edge of the plinth. She sucked in the salty taste of him, her body rocking vigorously with Eddie's relentless thrusts from behind. It was all she could do to keep herself upright, her knees digging into the stonework hard with every fuck that Eddie lansed into her. It was almost a balancing act, steadying herself between the two of them.
She wanted it harder and faster. She actually wanted a little bit of pain, and for the both of them to dominate her completely.
They didn't interact with each other; they were entirely absorbed in satisfying her until she was utterly spent. It felt like hours that she indulged in her lovers, and none of them ever tired. It was only when she had Billy beneath her, and she was bouncing fervently on top of him, that she caught another glimpse of their demonic voyeur somewhere in the void.
Oddly enough, it was intoxicating to be reminded that someone else was there to monitor it all, and Lilith was nothing short of satisfied with it. The succubus watched Billy prop himself up, thrusting repeatedly upward into Lillian as her other lover stood in front of her, carressing her body with hands and kisses. Both of her partners were utterly oblivious to the otherworldly presence in the room that drove them all.
Lillian was only finally claimed by exhaustion when Billy filled her with his climax. Her body, sandwiched between them, spasmed on top of Billy as he held her back against him. It was as if their heartbeats all accelerated in sync with one another. Their sweat and come left traces on the etched altar, and in the throes of one, last climax that ended a series of many, she closed her eyes. Something surged inside of her, and it was more than just the mixture of her lovers' seeds. It was almost like being on fire, except without the agony. Gratification came in the form of a new kind of energy that filled her.
It was Eddie's frantic call for her that stirred her out of her fantasy. As she opened her eyes again, her skin felt feverish. She was completely dressed, and she was quick to come to the conclusion that the threesome was entirely in her mind.
"Lily, holy fuck. You're awake!" Eddie was standing in front of the altar. She had apparently fallen asleep on top of it, and she was drenched in sweat, as if coming out of a nightmare - granted, that couldn't be furthest from the truth.
Hazily, she stared at him. She should have felt incredibly guilty, but somehow, she didn't. Lilith's words left a lasting impression on her, and she swore she could feel the essence of her within.
"Are you...okay?" Eddie asked, his voice thick with concern.
Lillian blinked, sitting up to where her legs dangled off the side of the unholy table.
"Um... yeah."
She couldn't quite explain it, but she felt more enlivened than ever before. There was this notion inside that gave her the feeling that she could move mountains. Was Lilith behind this?
As her shoes touched the ground, she felt weightless. She smiled, diverting her gaze to the dominant statue behind them. As Eddie followed her gaze, he appeared puzzled.
"The heart of the caverns," she recalled Billy's words, and suddenly, a look of realization washed all abashment from her partner's face. All she needed to do was come here. No doubt, she understood now that Lilith had aided her, leading her with an intoxicating scent that drew her to the altar. Once she touched it, the demon's influence did the rest. Now, she was inside of her, and their connection was the key to it all.
"We need to get to Hawkins. I think we've done all we can here."
Eddie shook his head quickly, and once again, he was confused. "Wait, we do what?"
"I... can't explain it, Eddie. I just know that... we have everything we need to help in the fight against Vecna."
"Did you bump your head on that altar? Didn't Billy say we had to do something more?"
How could she put this delicately?
"I..." she huffed, then considered a vague approach. "She came to me... Lilith. The Red Shroud. Whatever you want to call her. She... transferred her powers to me." She held out her hands, and her palms still felt warm to the touch as she held them upright. "Here. Touch them."
Eddie looked reluctant at first. Perhaps he just thought she was insane. After he took a moment to consider, he placed his hands on top of hers. Something from within told her that it would work - that he would be able to feel the current that powered her. She couldn't exactly say it was electricity. Describing it was as impossible as taming a wildfire.
But somehow, as Eddie's fingers clutched tighter at her hands, she knew he saw Lilith's eyes stare back at him. At first, he seemed alarmed, but it was important for them to keep in mind that between her and Vecna, she was the lesser of two evils.
And looking back, Eddie's own eyes glazed with need for revenge. If at such a cost, that was what was necessary to take him down... With what Vecna had done to Max, and that terrifying night in Eddie's trailer that changed him forever.
If it took faith in a succubus queen of a hellish dimension to end that son of a bitch once and for all, then, so be it.
