Part of Gushing Succubus. Takes place between chapters A Leopard Pounces and Their Villain, I Will Be

This far up the air was cool against her skin, its gentle touch a stark contrast to the warmth of the sun's rays on her. With each beat of her leathery wings and pulse of magic, Utena ascended higher, her lithe form slicing through wisps of clouds as she surveyed the sight of civilization below. A mischievous smirk played upon her lips, revealing the delicate points of her fangs as she contemplated the possibilities that awaited her.

Though Utena had only just begun to explore the depths of her new abilities, she could already feel the intoxicating allure of the succubus magic that now flowed through her being. It whispered dark promises to her in her dreams, tempting her with visions of the Tres Magia girls submitting to her will, their hearts and bodies forever bound to her own. The mere thought sent a shiver of anticipation and a touch of fear down Utena's spine, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips as she imagined the taste of their emotions upon her tongue.

Just a week ago, she had been a mere admirer of the Tres Magia, content to watch from afar as they fought to protect the city from the nefarious machinations of Enormita and the attacks of wild demons from only god knew where. But now, with the power of the succubus flowing through her veins and an insatiable hunger gnawing at her soul, Utena knew that her destiny lay along a far darker path. She could fight and toy with Tres Magia whenever she wanted now. At first she had been bothered by the things she was doing, but with every encounter she found herself enjoying it more and more.

As Utena soared higher into the sky, the city of Sendai sprawled out beneath her like a miniature model, its buildings and streets reduced to mere specks in the vast expanse of the landscape. The air grew thinner and colder as she ascended, but the dark magic that coursed through her veins kept her warm and comfortable, her skin tingling with the electric thrill of her newfound power.

With each powerful beat of her leathery wings, Utena propelled herself forward, the wind rushing past her face and tousling her violet hair into a wild mane. She closed her eyes for a moment, savoring the sensation of the sun's rays caressing her skin, its warmth a gentle reminder of the fiery passion that burned within her.

As she drifted lazily through the air, Utena marveled at the sheer freedom of flight, the way it allowed her to escape the confines of the earth and soar above the troubles of the world below. Up here, thousands of feet above the ground, she felt truly invincible, untouchable by the petty concerns of mere mortals.

Opening her eyes once more, Utena gazed out over the sprawling cityscape, her enhanced vision allowing her to pick out even the smallest details with perfect clarity. She could see the bustling streets and crowded sidewalks, the glittering windows of towering skyscrapers, and the verdant green of parks and gardens nestled amidst the urban jungle.

But even as she reveled in the beauty of the sight before her, Utena's thoughts remained fixed on the dreams she kept having. She imagined the Tres Magia girls, their faces etched with a mixture of fear and desire as they gazed upon her magnificent form, their bodies trembling with the knowledge that they were powerless to resist her charms.

A wicked grin spread across Utena's face as she pictured the delicious corruption that she saw in those dreams, the way she would slowly but surely break down their defences and mold them into her willing playthings. She could almost taste their mana upon her tongue, the sweet nectar of their submission, a heady elixir that would fuel her own dark desires.

With a soft chuckle, Utena banked her wings and soared higher still, the city below shrinking to a mere speck in the distance as she disappeared into the clouds. She knew that her time would come, that soon enough the Tres Magia would be hers to toy with as she pleased. And when that day arrived, she would savor every moment of their delicious fall from grace. But those were thoughts for another time, another day, right now she would savor this peaceful moment, this gift of flight.

With each powerful beat of her wings, Utena felt a rush of exhilaration coursing through her veins, the sensation of the wind caressing her skin and tousling her hair an intoxicating reminder of the freedom that flight afforded her. She couldn't help but let out a laugh of pure, unadulterated delight, the sound echoing through the vast emptiness of the sky like a peal of thunder.

As she banked and soared, dipping and weaving through the clouds with effortless grace, Utena marveled at the way her body responded to her every whim, her wings and tail working in perfect harmony with her magic to propel her through the air with breathtaking speed and agility. It was as if she had been born to fly, her very essence crafted for this singular purpose.

Tears of joy prickled at the corners of her eyes as Utena drank in the majesty of the world around her, the sheer scale and grandeur of the landscape below almost too much for her to comprehend. From up here, the petty concerns and troubles of the earth seemed so small and insignificant, mere specks of dust in the grand scheme of things.

As she flew higher still, piercing the veil of clouds and emerging into the dazzling brilliance of the sun, Utena felt a sense of peace and contentment washing over her, the likes of which she had never known before. Here, in the vast expanse of the heavens, she was truly free, unburdened by the weight of her past and the expectations of others.

Sure, the dark powers that flowed through her veins were intoxicating in their own right, the ability to create monsters and drinking the mana of magical girls brought with it a heady rush that she could scarcely resist. And the thought of seducing the Tres Magia, of bending them to her will and making them her own, sent shivers of anticipation down her spine.

But in this moment, as she soared through the endless blue of the sky, Utena knew that flying was the greatest gift of all. It was a pure, unadulterated joy that filled her heart to bursting, a reminder of the sheer wonder and beauty that existed in the world, even amidst the darkness and chaos.

With an airy sigh of contentment, Utena closed her eyes and allowed her other senses to take over, reveling in the symphony of sensations that enveloped her. The gentle caress of the wind against her skin, the distant calls of birds echoing through the vast expanse, the faint scent of ozone and moisture carried on the breeze - each one was a thread in the tapestry of this perfect moment, weaving together to create an experience that was at once exhilarating and profoundly peaceful.

She knew that times like this could be fleeting in the life of a villainess. She was destined for battle and a heart pounding conflict with Tres Magia. But for now, Utena was content to simply bask in the glory of flight, letting the majesty of the world around her fill her senses and quiet the restless desires within.

With a beatific smile on her lips, Utena opened her eyes once more, drinking in the breathtaking vista that stretched out before her. The sun was beginning to dip towards the western horizon, painting the sky in a riot of orange and gold, and she knew that it was time to begin her descent back towards the earth. But even as she angled her wings and began her graceful spiral downwards, Utena knew that a part of her would always remain up here, soaring free and unburdened in the endless expanse of the heavens.

As Utena lazily drifted through the air, her wings spread wide to catch the warm updrafts rising from the sun-kissed earth below, a sudden flicker of movement in the corner of her eye caught her attention. Turning her head, she saw three colorful streaks racing towards her through the sky - pink, teal, and yellow, their magical auras leaving shimmering trails in their wake.

The Tres Magia had sensed her dark presence even at this altitude and came to engage their nemesis. Utena sighed, a flicker of annoyance crossing her features at having her peaceful moment so rudely interrupted. She had been enjoying the solitude and serenity of soaring alone with her thoughts. But as the magical girls rapidly approached, their faces set with determination, an intriguing idea blossomed in Utena's cunning mind. A mischievous smirk curled her lips, revealing a hint of fangs.

Why choose between savoring the blissful freedom of flight and indulging her obsession with the Tres Magia when she could enjoy both at once? All she had to do was stay out of their reach and allow the chase to begin. The thrill of a playful game of aerial cat and mouse suddenly seemed like the perfect way to make this moment even more exquisite.

Casting one last wistful glance at the glorious sky around her, Utena beats her powerful wings and rockets off through the air, leaving the magical girls in her wake. The wind whips through her violet hair as she picks up speed, her lean body cutting effortlessly through the air currents. She leads them on a wild chase, darting through clouds and dancing between shafts of golden light as the sun sinks lower, painting the heavens in vivid hues of amber and crimson.

Glancing back over her shoulder, Utena grins impishly at the frustrated expressions on Azul, Sulfur, and Magenta's faces as they struggle to close the distance between them. The dark magic flowing through her veins gifts Utena with speed and agility beyond what the magical girls can match. She pulls farther ahead, putting on a burst of speed, then lets them catch up just enough to think they might reach her before pulling away again teasingly.

As the merry aerial chase continues, Utena's heart pounds with exhilaration, a giddy laugh bubbling up from her chest. The magic of flight and the intoxicating nearness of her beloved magical girls combine into an almost dizzying elixir of sensations. Adrenaline and euphoria surge through her, stoking the flames of dark desire that perpetually smolder in her core when it comes to the Tres Magia.

Spotting a towering cumulonimbus cloud ahead, Utena deliberately slows her pace, allowing her pursuers to draw closer before plunging into the wall of white vapor.

The cool mist enveloped Utena as she pierced through the heart of the cloud, her skin and hair immediately dampening from the clinging droplets. She could sense the magical girls following close behind her, their auras flaring brightly in her mind's eye as they plunged into the obscuring haze.

With a mischievous grin, Utena banked sharply, cutting across their flight path and bursting out the other side of the cloud. She hovered there, her wings beating lazily, as she waited for her beloveds to emerge. A heartbeat later, Azul appeared, followed closely by Sulfur and Magenta. They pulled up short at the sight of Utena waiting for them, their eyes widening in surprise.

"Why hello there, my darlings," Utena purred, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction. "Fancy meeting you up here on this fine afternoon."

"Can it, Baiser!" Sulfur snapped, her blue eyes flashing with irritation. "We're not in the mood for your games today."

"Oh, but I thought you enjoyed our little encounters," Utena pouted, batting her lashes innocently. "After all, you always come running so eagerly whenever you sense my presence."

Magenta's cheeks flushed at the insinuation, but she held her ground. "We're here to stop whatever scheme you're plotting this time. So just give it up now and save us the trouble of beating it out of you."

Utena threw her head back and laughed, the sultry sound sending shivers down the magical girls' spines despite themselves. "Oh Magenta, my sweet summer child. Who says I'm plotting anything at all? Can't a girl simply enjoy a peaceful flight without being accosted by suspicious magical girls?"

Azul narrowed her eyes, clearly not buying the succubus's innocent act. "With you, Baiser, there's always an ulterior motive. You're up to something, and we're not going to let you get away with it."

"Well, if you insist on being so mistrustful, I suppose I have no choice but to flee and leave you to your baseless accusations," Utena sighed dramatically, though her eyes gleamed with mirth.

In a flash, she shot straight upwards, her wings carrying her higher into the sky at breakneck speed. The Tres Magia immediately took off in pursuit, their faces set with determination as they raced to catch up with the elusive villainess.

Utena led them on a dizzying aerial dance, corkscrewing and looping through the air in a display of breathtaking aerial acrobatics. The magical girls matched her every move, their own flying skills honed by countless hours of training and battle. They chased each other through wisps of clouds and dove down sheer drops, the wind roaring in their ears.

As they climbed higher and higher Utena's heart pounded with exhilaration as she pushed herself to fly faster and higher, reveling in the thrill of the aerial race. The shouts of the Tres Magia girls rang out behind her, their voices laced with equal parts frustration and begrudging admiration at her agility.

"Get back here, Baiser!" Sulfur yelled, her tone sharp with irritation even as an undercurrent of excitement thrummed beneath her words. "You can't outrun us forever!"

"Just watch me, my darling Sulfur," Utena called back over her shoulder with a wicked laugh. "I have no intention of making this easy for you!"

Magenta and Azul flanked Sulfur, their faces set with fierce determination as they poured every ounce of magical energy into propelling themselves through the air in Utena's wake. The succubus villainess had already pulled ahead, but they refused to let her escape so easily.

Utena grinned, her eyes sparkling with mischief and exhilaration as she sensed her beloveds drawing closer. She beat her wings harder, the muscles in her back and shoulders burning with the strain as she pushed herself to the limits of her abilities. The air currents whipped around her body, tugging at her hair and caressing her skin like a lover's teasing touch.

Angling herself into a steep climb, Utena shot upwards, piercing through the wispy clouds and emerging into the dazzling brilliance of the unobstructed sun once again. She threw her arms out wide, embracing the searing radiance and the rush of the wind roaring past her. A wild, unbridled laugh tore itself from her throat, the sound ringing out across the vast expanse of the sky.

"Is that the best you can do, my darlings?" she called down to the Tres Magia, her voice echoing with breathless delight. "And here I thought you wanted to catch me!"

The magical girls put on a fresh burst of speed, rocketing upwards in a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors. They chased Utena through dizzying loops and twists, their bodies cutting through the air mere feet behind the tip of her wings. The gap between them closed to inches, Magenta's fingertips grazing Utena's ankle, before the succubus barrel rolled nimbly out of reach.

Adrenaline surged through Utena's veins as she dove into a plummeting freefall, the air screaming in her ears. Her stomach swooped with the dizzying drop before she snapped her wings out, catching an updraft and sending herself rocketing forwards once more. The magical girls mirrored her maneuver, stubbornly keeping pace.

Higher and faster Utena pushed herself, until the air grew thin and frigid and the world below was reduced to a patchwork abstraction. Her lungs burned from the exertion and the icy atmosphere, each breath a sharp sting in her chest. But still she climbed, drunk on the dizzying rush of the altitude and the thrill of keeping just ahead of her tenacious pursuers.

Glancing back, Utena saw Azul, Sulfur, and Magenta doggedly tailing her, their faces flushed and hair whipping wildly in the thin, freezing wind. A renewed surge of affection and heady anticipation pulsed through the succubus at the sight of her beloveds' determination. Oh, what delicious games they would play once she allowed them to catch her.

But not yet. The dance was not quite finished.

With a burst of magic, Utena shot higher still, ascending at a near vertical slant. The air was so cold it burned her skin, the pressure squeezing like a vice. She could feel her body reaching its limits even as the magical girls' auras flickered and wavered, their own abilities stretched to the breaking point by the thinning atmosphere and plummeting temperature.

At last, as spots began to dance across Utena's vision and a roaring filled her ears, she snapped her wings closed and arced backwards into a graceful loop. The momentum carried her up and over, bringing her face to face with the struggling Tres Magia just as they reached the apex of their own ascent.

For a breathless, frozen moment, the four hung suspended together, isolated from the world in the shimmering bubble of the stratosphere. Utena's golden eyes locked with each of the magical girls' in turn, a wealth of unspoken emotions crackling between them. Then, with a saucy wink and a blown kiss, the succubus tucked her wings and dove, plummeting back towards the distant earth below.

Down, down, down she raced, the air screaming around her as she pierced through the wispy clouds. The city below rushed up to meet her, skyscrapers transforming from tiny models to looming monoliths in the blink of an eye. At the last possible second, Utena flared her wings, catching the air and turning her dive into a shallow swoop that carried her darting between the buildings.

She was dimly aware of the Tres Magia somewhere far above and behind her, struggling to catch up after the punishing ascent. But for now, Utena was alone with the rush of the wind and the pounding of her own heart, giddy with exhilaration. She had pushed herself to the very limits of her abilities and emerged victorious - for the moment, at least.

Utena swooped low over the city streets, her wingtips nearly grazing the tops of the tallest buildings as she wove between the steel and glass monoliths. The rush of wind roared in her ears, drowning out the distant sounds of traffic and pedestrians far below. With her enhanced senses, she could pick up snatches of the magical girls' voices from somewhere high above, calling out to each other as they searched for any sign of their elusive quarry.

A self-satisfied smirk curved Utena's lips as she banked sharply, angling herself towards the lush expanse of green that was Kotodai Park. The dappled emerald canopy of trees rushed up to meet her and she plunged into their leafy embrace, the dense foliage swallowing her from view.

Utena alighted soundlessly on a sturdy branch, her leathery wings folding gracefully against her back as she crouched amid the rustling leaves. The earthy scent of bark and rich soil filled her nostrils, mingling with the sweet fragrance of nearby flowers. Shafts of golden late-afternoon sunlight lanced through the verdant ceiling, dappling the succubus's violet hair and creamy skin with pools of warmth.

Tilting her head, Utena listened intently, her pointed ears twitching as they strained for any sign that the Tres Magia had followed her into the wooded refuge. But only the soothing sounds of birdsong and the whisper of a gentle breeze through the branches met her magically keen hearing. It seemed her disappearing act had been successful.

Utena allowed herself a small, victorious chuckle as she straightened from her crouch, balancing effortlessly on the narrow branch. The thrill of the aerial chase still sang through her veins, her heart pounding with the heady rush of adrenaline and dark magic. It had been a delicious game, toying with her beloveds in a dizzying dance through the heavens, always remaining just out of reach. The perfect blend of flirtatious fun and frustration to keep them fixated on her.

But now it was time to return to her more mundane persona and savor the Tres Magia's adorable befuddlement from afar. She hopped down to the ground with casual grace before looking around just to make sure she was alone. Then at last, with a thought, Utena allowed her transformation to unravel, the dark power that infused her body bleeding away like ink in water.

Her wings shimmered and dissolved into motes of violet light as her elaborate succubus attire melted away, replaced by her usual uniform. Her golden eyes changed, their star-shaped pupils reverting to the normal human ones. In a matter of moments, the magnificent villainess Baiser had vanished, leaving only Utena Hiiragi standing amid the dappled shade of the trees.

Utena stretched languidly, rolling her shoulders to relieve the lingering tension from her prolonged flight. Though her magical transformation had dissipated, the memory of soaring unfettered through the vast expanse of sky still thrummed through her body like a second pulse. A secretive smile played about her lips as she began making her way along the winding path that meandered through the park, heading in the general direction of home.

As she walked, Utena allowed her mind to drift, recalling with perfect clarity the intoxicating mix of emotions that had painted the Tres Magia's faces during their aerial chase - frustration, determination, excitement, even a begrudging hint of admiration. The thought of her beloveds in hot pursuit, pushing themselves to their limits in a bid to catch her, sent a shiver of heady anticipation down her spine. It was a dangerous game she played, tempting and taunting them, stoking the flames of their fixation with her alter ego. But the lure of their deliciously conflicted feelings, the addictive thrill of their conflict with Baiser, was a siren's song Utena could never resist.

Voices drifting on the breeze snapped Utena out of her wicked musings. Cocking her head, she caught the familiar cadence of Azul, Sulfur, and Magenta's voices from somewhere nearby. A mischievous grin tugged at her lips. It seemed her darlings had come to regroup in the park after losing Baiser's trail. How serendipitous.

Utena altered her course, following the sound until she spotted the Tres Magia resting at the base of a large tree and watched as they looked around fruitlessly for her. They were none the wiser that their foe was right in front of them. She caught sight of Magia Magenta looking at her and gave the magical girl a shy little wave. Her heart soared once more when the Magenta smiled and waved back at her.

This was easily the best day she had ever had in her life.