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Sex Advice Succubus updated with a 2nd chapter! It was really good! The client in this one is Baezel from Spooky Soirée, he's such a good character! The topic in this chapter is asexuality, and it's so well-written and handled! Which makes sense since the dev is also ace!

[thelilypit]

Lily Orchard doesn't understand File Explorer

(or she does, but she's hoping that you don't)

Content warning for discussions of abuse and incest. Also, this post is long as balls.

Okay, I wasn't going to make a post about this. I agree with Crim right now: there's no point interacting with Lily or her posts. She's shown herself to be completely full of garbage, and isn't convincing anyone outside of her inner circle with her recent posts.

Still, there seems to be a lot of misunderstanding as to why her recent explanations don't hold up to scrutiny, so I'm making this post to help people understand exactly why her evidence is bunk. If you're reading this, please don't bother Lily about it further. At this point, any further antagonism towards Lily only serves to convince her remaining fanbase that she's a helpless victim, and not the dangerous manipulator she truly is. With that out of the way, here's the sitch:

BACKGROUND: On September 5th, 2024, Lily Orchard briefly showed the contents of her Downloads folder during an editing stream. Keen observers noted a handful of peculiar filenames, including a .rar file with the exact name of a RWBY incest-themed fancomic, and a .zip folder with the name "aslutphone-0.22-pc.zip", which corresponds to a mobile phone-themed visual novel that is also incest-themed.

The presence of fantasy adult material on Lily's computer is in of itself no concern - private kinks are private kinks, after all. However, some commentators noted similarities between the scenarios highlighted in "A Slut Phone" and statements made by Courtney Peet, Lily's sister, in regards to alleged abuse she experienced as a child at the hands of Lily.

Almost immediately, anonymous asks were sent to Lily Orchard querying her about the contents of her folder. Rather than provide a relevant answer, she pretended those asks were related to a different game:

It's reasonable to say that Lily didn't have an explanation handy at the time, at least, not one that would fit with her current public image. Still, the anon asks were piling up behind the scenes, and people on Lily's patreon discord were beginning to ask questions as well. On September 8th, three days after the initial discovery, Lily posted her explanation for one of the two files highlighted:

According to Lily, "Sisters - Ruby&Yang.rar" is a full archive of the RWBY series, and she intended to mention Ruby and Yang in her "Sibling relationships" video, back in June. The fact that it shared its filename uniquely with an incest porn comic was totally a coincidence, and anyone who accused her of owning said porn comic was just a pervert themselves.

(what Lily, who frequently complains about disk space issues, was still doing with an alleged rip of RWBY that she had no intention of watching, I have no idea. But I digress) And finally on September 12th, after a week of anticipation, Lily had finally come up with her explanation for "A Slut Phone":

It was all a trick to make her critics look stupid! She had downloaded a different game for an upcoming video, and had renamed the filename to, in her words, the "worst possible game I could find", just to catch out the trolls!

This is, to put it mildly, a little difficult to believe. Still, it's the explanation Lily provided, and the following day Lily provided evidence that proves the contents of that folder pertains to sexadvicesuccubus.exe, and that said contents had not been recently edited:

This is where some of Lily's critics start to falter, accusing Lily of fabricating the contents of the above folder or changing around the other files. Personally, I'm willing to accept that the folder displayed *does in fact* contain the game data for "Sex Advice Succubus." However, there's still some glaring issues. For one, Lily is showing us a Windows File Folder here (with compressed data inside)

Meanwhile, the file spotted on September 5th was a .zip

Another (minor) issue is that the filename for "A Slut Phone" looks different on its itch.io download page, compared to the name of the actual file (as demonstrated above). If Lily had simply copied the filename based on the itch.io page, her "decoy" folder would have been named differently As for the issues with the file's modification date... more on that after the break. And now, a brief intermission. The Lily Pit presents:

HOW TO GET AWAY WITH YOUR WEIRD PORN GAMES GETTING SPOTTED IN YOUR DOWNLOADS FOLDER

So, you're a reasonably successful youtube creator and occasional streamer, and one day someone spots a suspiciously named .zip file in your cluttered downloads folder:

Worry not! Just follow these simple steps to exonerate yourself of any signs of pervertedness!

First, you're going to download a scapegoat game - don't worry about this game's raunchy title, it's far more tame than whatever wild stuff you're surely into:

Now, go to your computer's date and time settings, and set it back far enough to avoid culpability:

(In this case, we've adjusted it to the exact time of the original .zip's modification, but if nobody saw that part then you don't even have to worry!) While your PC's time is adjusted, extract the contents of the new game's .zip, and compress it while you're there:

Rename the folder to match the filename of the .zip, and there you go!

And if you're thinking "That's an awful lot of effort to go to to hide the fact that you've got weird porn on your computer",

You would be absolutely right.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled Lily Crit

... Shoot, where was I? Oh yeah, falsifying the "date modified" part of a file or folder is trivial. The evidence Lily provided proves nothing, and arguably, it makes her look even more suspicious than she was before.

Still, I do have to acknowledge that there is no definitive proof of those files' contents being what we suspected. Lily's explanations, however outlandish they are, could well be the honest truth...

... but let's be real, they're not.

Stop lying, Lily.

[purpledemonlilyposting]

Can't reblog because its reblogged from Lorch but @giganexevo just punched another hole in her "I didn't download this incest rape fetish game I just made you THINK I did to troll you!" excuse.

Lorch rn

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❥ DAY 21. Succubus! with Armin Arlet

Summary. Eren is being a headache talking about weird dreams and sleep paralysis, Armin always ignores his blabbering, but when he wakes up in the middle of the night with a weight on his lap, he starts to questionate himself.

Content Warning. Fem! reader, no use of Y/N, all characters are adults, smut, vaginal sex, nipple play, dub-con (Armin thinks that it's a dream), oral sex (m. receiving), masturbation (m. receiving), breeding.

Word count. 1,949.

Author's note: It's funny that just yesterday a friend told me about a friend of him who had a sleep paralysis and felt someone hugging him from behind. Ghost was needing cuddles, I guess.

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All week Eren has been trying to convince him that a ghost or something is in the apartment. Due to his long historial of lame and failed jokes, Armin hasn't believed any word from his mouth.

Although, this time Eren seems more worried than excited with the joke; he’s actually showing up in the morning with eyebags and the slight hint of some scratches under his clothes and his neck, he’s even eating a lot, which is not weird in Eren, but it started to get weirder when Armin woke up on a weekend and saw his best friend devouring his second hamburger at 9 A.M.

Even with all that, Armin spends almost all the afternoon explaining to Eren that what is happening to him could be a secondary effect of his new protein or because of the stress of the finals, leading him to also explain the scientific explanation of the sleep paralysis.

But still, Eren insisted that he was going to stay up all night watching movies while his best friend went to bed after the second movie.

It was late, Armin just had to turn his head slightly to the side to look at the hour on his digital clock on the nightstand, but his body ignored all his orders.

He tried to move his arms to rest on his elbows, but it also didn’t work.

It’s okay, maybe his body is a bit stiff from just waking up.

He shuts his eyes and takes short breaths to relax himself, trying to not remember the words of his best friend these past days.

“I’m sure, Armin! It feels like a weight on my lap that…” Eren bites his lip, cutting his sentence.

“That what, Eren?”

“It doesn’t matter! Just believe me!”

Armin shakes the thought away, thinking that the sensation of a weight growing from his calves to his hips it’s just his imagination.

It’s just a cramp, Armin.

Armin sighs before opening his eyes to look at the ceiling, but it’s received by the sensation of some soft knives definitely passing through his abdomen. He tries to lift his head to look down, but only his eyes make it to look at the figure above his hips.

His heart skips a beat when he sees a naked woman with fake horns and long fangs, her body has weird runes tattooed all along her body. She bends over his abdomen, arching her back perfectly to let him see the long tail that falls from her lower back as she starts to lick it with her long tongue. It feels so wet and soft that it sends shivers through Armin’s spine, but his paralyzed body doesn’t even let him moan or call for his friend, probably asleep on the couch of the living room.

The creature’s tongue travels from his trembling belly to his nipples, flicking and circling around them to finalize the teasing with a soft slap with the tip of her tongue. Her hands squeeze his sides firmly, leaving a small trail of scratches as she tangles her nails on the border of his sweatpants to pull them down slowly.

“It’s a hallucination, or a weird dream. Just shut your eyes and try to force yourself to wake up, come on!” Armin thinks about the advice that he gave to Eren before, noticing that it is not as effective as he thought.

She giggles softly when Armin’s nipples are fully erect, giving to both of them a small bite before straightening by putting her knees on the sides of his thighs. The soft light of the moonlight coming through the window lets Armin see her body and he feels how his hard erection starts to hurt between his legs.

One of her hands goes between his legs, right on the source of his pain to heal by squeezing it softly between her fingers and pumping up and down slowly from the tip to the base to spread all the length with his precum to make the movements easier. Meanwhile, her body bends over Armin again to tease on his neck with bites that hurt considerably thanks to those long fangs.

Armin’s breathing is messy and feels light headed with every touch from you, even with those long nails and your sharp fingers, the pleasure is so high from the start that even his mouth starts to dry from having it open without the chance to let his body make a sound or, in general, any of his extensions.

Eren is crazy, Eren is crazy. This is just because he’s been stressed lately.

But God bless his mind, because he has never had a dream where the pleasure felt so real. The pain of the bites starts to tickle on his crotch, even the sensation of a liquid running down from his neck to the pillow feels real.

Her body pulls back from his neck, she smiles widely with the small stains of Armin’s blood on her lips as she moves backwards to be near his crotch. The up and down movements on his member stops, and Armin is not sure if the long sigh that he let out is of relief of the only close thing of a whine that he can make right now.

His deception doesn’t last long when her tongue stamps against his aching cock, spreading all her drool along it, tracing every vein and detail on it while his thighs make small jumps at the stimulation. It’s Armin’s hell when her hands start to squeeze and play with his balls as her mouth starts to suck all his length at one stroke.

He wants to moan, to moan so hard that he wouldn’t care if Eren listens.

But he can’t, his body is not his right now.

The back of her throat hugs his tip so warmly everytime that she goes too deep and makes a soft gag sound, Armin is so in the edge that when her struggled breathing comes out from her nostrils and tickles on the short hairs on his base makes his body shiver, wanting to thrust up for more.

Armin feels his thighs aching and trembling; his chest is shaking with hard breathing that is getting harder to control; his sweat running through his forehead; and a soft pain on his neck while his pillow starts to feel wet.

Is it because of the tears of pleasure running down his cheeks? Or the frustration of not being able to move his body?

Anyways, Armin can’t let out the loud screaming moan that is stuck on his throat when his orgasm hits him, just feeling how his legs and hips twitch a little when her mouth souk from his base to his tip hollowing her cheeks to suck harder and pull back roughly as his cum spits out just as you pull out to spread all his cum over himself.

Armin feels like he just lost a heavy weight from his body once his swollen cock still twitches of pleasure on his stomach, not being able to look at his mess with the stiff neck. He thinks that the pleasurable nightmare is done, but when he feels the creature moving her weight a little closer, just at the level of his hips, he feels the worst coming on.

His cock hurts, so bad, like he’s still hard without cumming yet. And the pain mixes with relief when a tight and warm feeling starts to suck down on his length slowly, receiving him with the best wet cunt he has ever felt in all his life.

Armin’s breathing is messy as she moves her hips down to receive all his member inside her and being gifted with the sound of her sweet moans, she doesn’t contain anything, opposite to his paralyzed body.

Is Eren listening? Maybe he should—

"Fuck—" She screams, moving back and forth her hips with a eyes rolling peace and strength that shakes every single thought out of Armin's mind.

Combining her cunt sucking him so good and tightening him so sweetly with her hips riding him in circles makes his dry throat start to ache.

Armin is surprised that he got to do it back to back so quickly, but maybe his dream is being so good to him that he might ignore how his body is actually feeling all the soreness.

She scratches all his chest, leaving thin red trails along his body as her body rolls over him with every movement with such a knowledge. 

Her cunt starts to tighten, having a hard effect on him that Armin starts to feel another aching pain growing on his balls for need of a release as her moans fill all his room.

She moans so lustfully, so sweet and needy.

She screams, squeezing him harder as Armin just can let out a soft whimper when her pussy sucks him so good to relieve all of his cum spreading out from his tip.

Armin feels all her muscles hug him to take every drop as she keeps riding, overstimulating him until she's done and Armin can't keep cumming more.

His eyelids feel heavy, it's hard to see through the tears but his body again feels like it's his. Armin raises his arm to touch her, to keep going, but then…

The alarm starts ringing.

The sun is out, his breathing is heavy and he's fully clothed just like he went to bed last night. The only weird thing is that his morning hard is not here.

He just shakes his head, trying to forget his dream as he wakes up and opens his door to wash his face.

Eren is on the kitchen table, eating his breakfast and looking less tired than the past nights. When his best friend walks in, his fork falls from his hand to his plate, making a loud sound that resonates throughout the apartment.

"What!? Eren! Be careful with the plates!"

"Fuck the plates, look at you!" Eren points at him with his hand, looking exasperated and scared. "Are you in the fucking fight club!?"

Armin shrugs confused before kneeling a little to look at himself on the reflection of the microwave door. His skin goes pale when he notices it.

His neck has a lot of bruises and bite marks with dried blood. Armin quickly lifts his shirt to look at his abdomen all scratched and bruised just like his neck with fear.

They both look at Armin’s marks for a long moment in silence, trying to connect all the pieces of their theories with just stares.

"Should I call Mikasa and tell her to let us stay with her while we find a new apartment?" Eren says, breaking the silence with a strained voice while his hand caresses the scratches on his arms.

"Bring the keys of your car, she'll cut the call if we try to explain it to her through the phone."

Eren nods, running to the entrance for his keys while Armin stares at his reflection again.

He runs to the kitchen sink to soak a towel and clean the dry blood on his neck to clean himself a little while Eren moves around on the entrance.

Armin’s blood runs to his feets when he feels cold arms hugging him from behind, running sharp nails against the fabric of his shirt.

"Are you leaving now? I was hoping to do something with the three together…"

When Armin's body feels paralyzed again as her hands travel under his sweatpants, he starts to question himself if he actually woke up.

@softlilpeachxx

[nixie-writes]

Sallie may,Angel dust and cherri bomb with subucus!trans masc!y/n that have a strained relationship with his mother

Sallie May

-she understands the struggle of being trans, she supports you! She asks her brothers for advice about being a guy so she can pass it on to you so you can feel more like a guy.

-she doesn't mind that you're a succubus, she likes your wings and tail. She likes to play with your tail and asks you to hug her with your tail so she feels loved.

-when you tell her about your mother she understands surprisingly. She has a great relationship with her mother but she gets having a painful relationship with a family member, she offers to be with you when you're talking to your mother for emotional support.

Angel Dust

-he's gay, he understands being part of the LGBT+ community in Hell. The topic is very polarized, demons either support it wholeheartedly or despise it. He supports you being trans and gives you his more masculine clothes so you feel more like yourself.

-he doesn't mind you being a succubus, he's a porn star for fuck's sake. He understands that succubi work by tempting humans into sex and he's okay with that, he just wants you to be honest in your relationship with him.

-his relationship with his father is very strained because he's gay so he understands that you have a hard time with your mother. He offers to come with you to speak to her, tell her to lay off you. If you don't want that he can be present while you're talking to her on the phone. He just doesn't want you to feel the same way he does about his father.

Cherri Bomb

-she thinks it's so cool that you're trans!! She loves that you're expressing yourself and how you feel, and she does what she can to make you feel more masc. She'll do your makeup to give you a more masc facial structure thanks to the magic of conture.

-she likes that you're a succubus, you have really cool wings and a tail she can playfully tug on. She knows you go to the living world and she asks you to get things for her, like explosives and fireworks. She misses watching sparklers go off on a summer's night and this is the closest she can get to that.

-she feels bad that you have a difficult time with your mother. Her mother was very strict and made it terrible to deal with her so she understands. She has the nerve to come with you to meet her and tell her off for giving you a hard time. If you tell her not to she'll just mail your mom a glitter bomb. Good luck getting that out of her carpet.

[jaelights-tumbles]

And for anyone that wants all the music I've done for @nomnomnamiart in the game Sex Advice Succubus, well, here is that :).

[sketchfanda]

A Little Moxxie Love:Some Assistance Required

Moxxie was never sure how or why he found himself going through with somethings in his infernal hellborn life. When it came to hits, it'd usually be Blitzo reminding him not to be a putz and pull the damn trigger. Millie of course was just never someone he could say no to which is likely how and why their sex life was as raunchy and kinky as it was. Which of course brings him to the other particular women in his life and social circles.

Case in point being Verosika of course and how she convinced him to where he currently was at, here and now. At the personal home and headquarters of Asmodeus himself, yes indeed our resident best imp boi was currently in the Lust circle and right at the King of Lust's doorstep. Now as to why and what he was going here at Ozzie's of all places is easy enough to explain as our modest shy little imp gentleman walked down a corridor behind his current host and guide. Doing his best not to stare at well anyone or anything which was no easy task as a lot of the decor from the artwork to the architecture had something erotic or sensual about.

But really what do you expect from the domestic HQ of the lust king himself? Even his staff were a veritable assortment of eye candy such as the employee currently leading him around to where he needed to be. To say she was temptation on legs was an understatement as those aforementioned parts moved so sleekly and smoothly, leading up to a booty barely contained within a tight mini-skirt and exposing a thong. He didn't quite catch her name but she didn't seem to mind or was bothered none, no doubt this was just a matter of business anyways.

For the sake of convenience of course, let's give her the name Candy because damn if she didn't look as sweet as she sounded. Unbothered or unknowing of any ogling from Moxxie's wandering eyes on her backside as she looked over her shoulder at him. their footsteps clicking and echoing along the corridor floor as they came to a simple set of office doors. Moxxie being the gentleman he was of course took to opening it for her, stepping aside to let her through first which was very much obliged.

Candy:*sigh of relief as she put down some boxes she'd been carrying. All baring the distinct grinning face of greed King Mammon indicating a recent shipment delivery pending approval.* "Alright then sir if you just take a seat and relax, we can get this over and done with." *the bespectacled succubus watched Moxxie nod as he went to take a seat in a room that resembled the examination office of a doctor. Internally wondering what Ms.Mayday was thinking when she made this appointment.*

This particular office you see was what you might call the measuring room where Ozzie's dildoes and similar sex toys had their moulds designed and made. Verosika had been telling Millie it'd be a mint maker of an idea if they got the Lust King's factory to make and sell sex toys based on Moxxie's dick. So naturally Moxxie could only hold out for so long against those sensual puppy eyes from either of them to ay nothing of similar friendly advice from Loona, among others. Ozzie had no issue with the appointment and it was Candy's job to handle the details such as measurements.

But Candy of course was in sceptical about this job and from her perspective? How could she not be given that this job involved taking details about some imp's dick, and Moxxie was definitely had to be a among the runts of a litter of them. But Verosika herself had requested and commissioned for this orde and Ozzie had approved the appointment so orders were orders. So she might as well see this through and maybe at least stroke the little guy's confidence with some praise, it'd be as simple as faking an orgasm for some shrimpdick.

Candy:*taking out a camera, notepad and pen and some measuring tape, along with some rubber gloves for good measure, just in case.* "Okay then sir, let's start nice and easy now. Just unzip your fly and whip it out please and I know you know exactly what I mean..." *the succubus assistant said matter of fact-like, her tone no-nonsense. Admittedly the imp did look adorable with that dumbstruck exp[ression on his face. A shower for sure....*

Moxxie of course calmed himself down, a simple inhale and exhale as he reached down and fiddled with his pants. Deciding for good measure to just ditch them boxers and all so Candy could have a more better and clear view. The succubus hummed rather approvingly since for such a runty little imp, he had some muscle definition on him, especially some nice legs. Then she heard a meaty heavythud, glasses askew as her eyes bugged out at the sight before her.

Candy:*As she thought to herself.*”HOLY FUCKING SHIT!! THAT’s his DICK?! How did he even fit into his pants?!”*The length, the girth of that shaft was surreal!! His nuts as smooth as ball bearings and th size of golf balls and it wasn’t even hard yet!! Eyes glued to that twitching meat rod as she felt her thong soak.*

Moxxie:”Uhm Miss? Hello there, is there a problem?” *Our favourite little possum asked out of concern. Yeah he wasn’t surprised to see this kind of reaction, seems wasn’t a lot of guys let alone imps who had his size. But Something in him gave him the feeling this measuring was about get very hands on. Seeing Candy shake her head as she came back to earth or rather hell.*

Candy:”Ooh right sorry ah yes!, let me just get right on it!!”*Soon as she said that, she picked up the measuring tape and proceed to use it as she measured the overall length, width and girth of Moxxie’s womb-hammer. Biting her lip sensually at how impressive it was, the scent intoxicating. And this was before it even gets erect! Rubbing her thighs together as she felt all sticky and soaking.* “W-well that’s good so far but I think I might need more…accurate details….”

Before Moxxie could ask what she meant by that, Candy gently but firmly grasped his cock as she began to beat and stroke it off. Making him shudder and gran as unable to help himself, his cock stirred as it began to stiffen. Candy looking on in awe as it seemed even bigger now, drooling slightly as she used the measuring tape while stealthily and playfully using it to stroke and massage it. Making note of the key details when both flaccid and erect before she snapped some pictures. Ensuring she got every distinct detail from the immense tip to those heavy balls and even that powerful looking perineum muscle.

Moxxie:*cleared his throat slightly as he caught Candy's attention, the bespectacled succubus looking flushed.*"Uhm miss, not to interrupt but is it time yet for making the mould? It's sort of awkward for me at the moment..."*The Imp modestly asked, his traitorous dick twitching being so close in proximity to a succubus hitting bitch in heat mode. Puzzled as she suddenly cracked a rather sensual smile, biting her lower lip as she stood up..and reached under her skirt to pull down her thong. Stuffing it into his shirt pocket as she grabbed his cute little bowtie, pulling him close towards her.*

Candy:"Well pretty much but not just yet. I...really want to give this thing a spin before we get to that process. I got to be honest, a dick like yours is too good to pass up and I'm not missing out..." *Soon as she finished that sentence, she proceed to press her lips to his. Kissing him with all the absolute thirsty passion and desire that had been building up within her since feasting her eyes on that COCK!! Moaning with delight as she felt the imp return the gesture, his hands grabbing her commando booty and firmly squeezing it. Their tongues dancing together as they soon got down to stripping one another naked.*

Candy of course was more than pleased to find that Moxxie not only had size but he damn well sure knew how to use it. As he performed a standing fuck, one hand on her luscious booty while the other hand one of her sensual toned legs draped around his waist as he pumped his shaft into the eager, sexually heated embrace of her pussy. And she fucking loved every second of every inch piston and hammer in and out, the slap of those heavy balls as they got soaked with her juices, unholy father he made her cum just from the moment of penetration. There wasn’t incubus anywhere half as good let alone as well hung, his dildo mould was going to be a hit seller and then some!

But for the moment she was more focused on enjoying this Imp’s satanic cock, eyes glowing with pink hearts symbolising how utterly fucking horny she was on her brain. As she jumped up into his embrace, arms and legs wrapping around him as he held onto her ass, their lips deepening their sloppy kiss as he pinned her against the wall. Jackhammering away as Candy felt the walls of her pussy cling to that shaft, massaging it with the need and desire to coax his seed to flow. A primal part of her brain hearing to bred by this shortstack alpha male, unaware their little tryst was about to draw some attention.

Right about this time a few minutes into Candy getting herself erotically acquainted with Moxxie and his dick, one of her co-workers, a succubus by the name of Ariel Somerville was going about her usual business routine, carrying a fresh supply of towels because of course their workplace had a need for such necessary materials. The tomboyish sexy cutie clad as always in her apron, thing and thigh highs which proudly displayed her hellborn assets and a bit on her mind. Pouting as she thought to herself about how bad a dry spell she’d been having lately, you’d think a succubus working in the king of lust’s factory wouldn’t be having so much difficulty getting laid. Some people just had better luck it seemed, pausing as she noticed the door to the measuring room open a crack….and the distinct telltale sounds and scents of sexual energy.

Ariel knew all too wel what they said about cats and curiosity but few remembered what they also said of cats and satisfaction, as the pixie cut toting sexy demon placed down the stack of towels and had herself a peek. Eyes widening as she blushed at at the sight of Candy getting what could only be called the best goddamn lay of her life, Ozzie’s pretty horny little assistant currently bent over a desk as the imp the towel girl would later know as Moxxie took her from behind. The angle and view a giving Ariel enough to see their loins joined in the intimate passionate dance of man and woman, as Candy was getting plowed by what to be most delicious cock she’d ever laid eyes on. Thanks especially to a mirror across from the rutting pair of course, she could see the look of blissful satisfaction and ecstasy on Candy’s face though the words coming from her definitely made it clear how well fucked she was getting and loved, every goddamn second of it.

Candy:”Ahn!! Fuck me daddy!! Don’t stop!! Oooh unholy father fucking rut me and make me go on maternity leave!! Make me a mama for your imp babies!!”*Just among the many profane words that came out of her lips and she meant them. Gasping with delight as Moxxie smacked her ass before he would grab her hair of her horns. Who knew this gentleman looking imp could be so rough, she loved it!! So into it that she hadn’t yet noticed their new voyeur.*

Ariel couldn’t look away, really it’s not like voyeurism wasn’t a thing in this workplace, well that is except when it came to Ozzie and his clown imp boy toy. But that’s neither here or there, as the towel girl bit her ower lip sensually, rubbing the cameltoe of her thong, feeling it soaking from the flow of her nectar. The sight, the sounds, the erotic musk of this rutting she was witnessing, where in the 9 circles were they hiding this stud? All she knew for certain was she so wanted a piece of that action so damn bad.

Silent pants and gasps escaped the apron clad succubus as she continued to spy on the primal scene before her with rapt attention. Her arousal skyrocketing as she envisioned herself in Candy’s place, wondering what sort of faces she’d be making. Just how filling and deep that womb hammer would get, the taste of his seed on her tongue, it was making her so damn wet right now. Thighs soaking and sticky as her juices flowed, hand now down the front of her thong as she plunged 3 digits knuckle deep.

As Ariel’s voyeurism continued to take her brain to very primal places of desire, Candy was continuing to get her underworld rocked, hitting climactic peak with little to few valleys. Currently finding herself held in a full nelson postion to her delight at finding Moxxie quite strong for his height snd body size. Moaning and gasping orgasmic as the imp bounced and pumped her up and down on his cock as she felt like she’d been reduced to his glorified cock-sleeve and she was loving it!! Before soon the delicious thrill of his white hot seed hit her like the crash of a tidal wave, body spasming as that raw length and girth let loose like a geyser, pouring Moxxie’s baby batter into her womb’s embrace.

The imp boi steadied his breathing as he held onto Candy, letting her down nice and easy as she held onto the desk for dear life. The afterglow making her legs shaky as she shuddered, feeling that cock withdraw from her snatch with inch after inch popping out. Soaked and glistening with a mix of their juices as she pouted adorably looking over her shoulder with continued thirst and desire. Still so hard and practically calling to her before she blinked to see an arm wrap around Moxxie’s waist while another reached around to grasp and stroke his cock.

Both she and the imp looked to see Ariel kneeling down behind him, her facial expression one of a total desire and need. Pink hearts glowing in her eyes as she panted like a bitch in heat, her apron and thong cast aside as she was naked save for her thigh high boots. Pumping that juice soaked lubed up cock, feeling her palm and fingers wet and sticky as she pressed her face against his stomach to kiss and lick his abs. Her golden heart infested eyes looking at Moxxie with absolute intent that said she was down to fuck.

Ariel:”Hey there, couldn’t help but invite myself in. You look like could still go and she looks like she needs a breather. So come on there Imp daddy….fucking breed me..”*The direct expression of desire to want him to knock her up made Moxxie groan. He couldn’t but wonder if he was developing some sort of fetish before he found Ariel proceeding to fellate him. Gladly making herself suffocate as she sought to deep throat him right off the bat. Her tongue constricting around that alpha imp dick as she tasted the delicious mix of his jizz and Candy’s pussy juices.*

Moxxie:”Ooh crumbs what is even my life right now…”*He more or less said to himself not that he was complaining mind You. In awe of Ariel’s lusty blowjob that he decided to show appreciation and gratitude the best way a succubus like her would love. As he grasped one of her horns and her short cut hair and began to buck and thrust away. Making her squeal with delight as he was facefucking her, making her choker snap as those heavy balls slapped her chin and her neck bulged from his jackhammering length and girth.*

Candy sat on the desk as she caught her breath, moaning as she squeezed one of her tits in one hand while the othered probed and prodded her own pussy. Which was dribbling and overflowing with some of Moxxie’s precious seed, seeing Ariel’s slit gush like a waterfall as it made a growing puddle on the floor. She couldn’t really fault the towel girl for being so needy and horny if this was how hot she got watching. If anything it made her all the more eager for her next turn as she licked her lips, looking forward to seeing how Ariel would handle having that cock pump som buns into her oven.

she didn’t have to wait long for an answer, as soon as the succubus towel girl had gotten enough of her oral sampling, she was finding herself on cloud ducking 9. As she was currently riding Moxxie cowgirl style, shuddering whenever the gentleman stud Of an imp would smack her ass or reach up to squeeze her bouncing tits. All the while she moved her hips on that infernal cock, drowning those balls in the pillowy comfort of her ass and her showering juices. Her stomach swollen from how deep his length and girth filled her as her tail entwined with his, knowing it was only going to get better from here especially when he hasn’t even cum yet.

Ariel:”Ahn Daddy yes!! Make me your baby mama!! Aaahn slap a collar and a leash in me and call me Lassie!!” *Just among the few words and sentences coming out of the succubus’ mouth as she was now taking him from behind. Feet practically lifting off the ground from how hard and powerful Moxxie’s pelvic thrusts were as she clung onto the changing area curtain for dear life. An ahegao expression on her face as her sex demon brain had entered into the primal yearning to have this alpha male of an Imp knock her up. Gasping as his balls swayed and smacked her clit, the baby factories a ticking time bomb.*

Candy of course continued watching on with voyeuristic delight as she played with her slit with one hand while the other held her phone. Snapping pictures and recording a video, justifying it mentally as needing material to advertise the future best seller that would be the dildo made from the mould of Moxxie’s dick. Her train of thought hitting pause as she heard a ringtone, looking to see what had to the Imp’s own phone sticking and ringing out of his coat pocket. Fishing it out with her tail as she answered it to see none other than the most important lady in Moxxie’s life appear on screen.

Millie:”Hey baby, hope that appointment is going okay, is it taking a whi-say who are you?”*The wrath imp shortstack looked all cute and confused as to why instead of being greeted by the face and voice of her husband, she instead saw some other woman. Candy blushing and wide eyed as a deer caught in the headlights more so as it was clear Millie could hear Moxxie and Ariel in the background. Only for the succubus to be surprised when the imp babe got a lewd, erotic smile on her faces, eyes narrowed sensually as she spoke in a more husky tone.*"Well, go on? Let me see him in action...."*Candy didn't have to ask or be told twice as she did so, the phone turned around to show her just the right view at the moment.*

Ariel:"Ooooh fuck fuck fuck!! Harder Daddy!! Mess up my guts!!" *The towel girl howled as the hell's best kept sexual secret weapon had her in a mating press. Her thigh-high clad legs pushed back so her ankles were on either side of her horned pixie cut head as Moxxie plowed away like the genetic jackhammer he was. Millie getting a fine shot of her man's cock piston in and out of that sloppy snatch as she licked her lips. Candy soon hearing moans as it became clear Moxxie's wife was now playing with herself, meaning this little unexpected threesome got just a little more fun and spicy.*

Indeed as soon as Ariel had gotten herself a creampie pumped into her oven, things levelled upas Ariel set up hers and Moxxie's phones. The latter set to keep giving Millie her visual window to the action while the former was set to continue with recording as it snapped pictures in between (for reference she liked to keep claiming) as the Meganekko succubus leapt back into the fray. Moxxie now finding himself in the midst of a threesome with two very horny succubi, not that this was his first rodeo doing so. Hey given the women in his life, threesomes with 2 women especially a succubus or more was always a guarantee for him.

But I digress as we come back to the pornographic action, Candy and Ariel's eyes alight with pink glowing hearts as they shifted between two on one to having one on one in turns whenever one of them needed a moment to catch their breaths. After all it seemed Moxxie didn't just have staying power but was also quite the stamina machine in Imp's clothing, so it was small wonder their brains had entered this primal state of mind. Acting akin to bitches in heat who courted the attention of this prime virile hunk of an alpha male to keep fucking them until they were sure they'd be carrying his babies. And Millie of course wasn't surprised, that's just the kind of magic touch her Moxxie had with women.

What a touch of magic it was as one moment Ariel was sitting back against a wall, legs spread as Candy had her face pressed against her snatch. Eating her out as she delightfully licked and lapped up the excess flow of their imp daddy's seed as said imp stud fucked her doggy style. The next, the glasses toting babe was riding him cowgirl style on the medical couch bed while Ariel sat on his face having him eat her out, their moans echoing in the room as dick and tongue respectively kept them hitting a climactic high. Leaning towards each other as they kiss, making out with shared desire for their stud and a growing fondness for one another in the throes of passion.

In some warped lewd away, it was if as this spontaneous little threesome with Moxxie was akin to a Cupid's arrow for the succubus duo, seemingly finding one another in their shared lust for the imp stud after years of having worked in the same building together. Which only served to further fuel their horny states of mind to erotic gratitude and appreciation for the imp for not only giving them so much pleasure but bringing them together like this. Often holding one another's hands or horns affectionately whenever one of them was having their solo round with him. Or embracing one another such as their current position as they laid on their sides, hugging each other, tits pressed and rubbing together as he fucking between or into their joint pussies in turn.

Millie had course just gotten more turned on with her peepshow, at one point having gotten her busy little hands on Loona. Currently scissoring the gothic looking hellhound as she now had a fellow spectator in watching their man's latest sexual conquest. The office a mess with the walls and floors coated in a sticky mix of sexual juices and sweat as the succubus duo recovered after their most recent simultaneous orgasm. Eyes locked on one another as they pressed their crimson booties together on Moxxie's cock, massaging his jizz and nectar soaked dick to coax some more cream out of him and keep him in the mood.

Now of course candy would eventually get back to business on making that mould....that is soon as Moxxie would snap Millie a few pictures on his phone of herself and Ariel. A little something for the memory book as the duo posed sexily and seductively, already planning for more fun soon as that mould was made. It would be no surprise that as soon as it got on the production assembly line and hit adult store shelves, the special brand-M Imp Dildo would prove to be quite the hit seller, very popular among lesbian couples, single women and bored, lonely housewives in hell. But that's for another story down the line.....

Unknown to the trio of course was that outside the door that the towel girl was sure she'd had closed behind her? Ozzie was actually watching them, as well as his not exactly best kept secret boyfriend Fizzie, the odd couple tilting their heads with curious puzzlement. Rather impressed of course as the Lust king turned to his clown boytoy and couldn't help but ask

Ozzie:"Now where was this when they were at my club?"

[hel-phoenyx]

Domhildr and Pharaildis (both mentioned) belongs to @soupedepates

Oli (mentioned) belongs to @thal-ent

I'm the last one to come in, out of the four of us suppposed to be reuniting today. The old gang of seven, truncated from very important mambers, but still thriving for today.

At least that's what I thought, when I called upon this reunion, and only the girls and Thorfinn could come. Gustav had to work, Kriss too, Hector was on a design he had to finish quick. And, well, I'm still snobbing Fenrir. Even if he's in the hospital for now.

i'm the last one, and probably the most expected. Aarni just waved at me excitedly. Just like when we were children.

"Tyyyyyr ! You took your sweet time, my man, what's wrong, thesis fucking you in the ass ?"

I smile at this remark.

"Less than before, since the work is almost over."

"You're gonna be doctor Tyr soon then, Thorfinn laughs. Good, good, I'm impatient for your PhD celebration."

Yeah, me too. But we're not there yet, and before celebrating the doctorate I have to get the doctorate.

And I have more urgent matters to discuss.

"Okay, enough talk about work and deep-sea animals, I don't wanna infodump today. Can I sit down ?"

Brynja smiles.

"Well, all the chairs are taken, you know how tiny it is at Aarni's..."

"HEEEEEEEY."

"But here, I'll just sit on your lap", she continues, royally ignoring my best friend's protestation. As she's standing up from the sofa, leaving me enough place to sit on.

It's warm. It's comfy. I have her on my lap. everything's good.

Aarni doesn't leave me time to enjoy this. She just clapped her hands with a huge smile.

"Alright, now that everyone's sat down, let's talk. Why do you wanted us there, Tyr, are we finally resuming our DnD sessions ?"

I laugh.

"Well, Gustav's still the DM. Can't do that without him can I ?"

"Aw. Sad."

"But that means," says Thorfinn in a perfect "hum actually" posture, "we're here for something else. So, tell us what it is, Tyr, relationship problems ?"

On my lap, Brynja laughs.

"Dear me, I hope not. After all the tension and the drama needed for you and Domhildr to get together..."

... I'd rather not think about that. Or, at the very least, make that the main conversation subject. The problems is, Thorfinn is very right. I have something to ask advice for, and it is related to my recent relationship confirmation.

"Uh. Yeah, about that..."

"Oh nooooooo, whines Aarni. Don't tell me you've already broken up with her."

"What ?! No ! Why would I-"

I stop seeing her teasing smile. She was messing with me. Again.

When will she stop getting on my nerves, I ask myself. It's like Domi, but Domi's cute when she's doing it. Aarni just annoys me. In a fond way.

I roll my eyes. In my arms, Brynja is gently tapping on my shoulder in compassion. Bless this angel of a woman.

"Okay. Well, it's good I have only the girls here, actually... And, uh, Thorfinn."

"Oh, don't mind me, for this particular occasion, I am extremely proud to be counted among the girlies, fufu. So, what'll it be ?"

Three looks hungry with drama are turning towards me. Yes, even Brynja's. I swear to the gods, this woman feeds on my relationship turmoil. Little, adorable drama succubus.

Or maybe she's just enjoying my face getting redder and redder, because she knows why I asked for that little reunion.

"... Well. I was thinking about, er... Taking the next step in our relationship."

Oh lord I dread Aarni's hungry smile.

"Getting married already ? My, and it's only been like weeks..."

"Brynja's gonna get jealous you didn't propose to her first, Thorfinn adds with the exact same smile. What do you think about that, Brynja ?"

The main sujbject smiles mysteriously.

"Oh, well, I suppose I can never compare to years and years of every kind of tension..."

"That's not- I'm talking about sex, you idiots ! There, I said it, are you happy, you absolute baboons ?!"

Dear gods, my ears are so, so hot. Without talking about my cheeks, burning under the effect of that scorching embarassment. I'm already regretting my need to ask for their advice. But they do give good advice.

I can't ask Oli because it would be too awkward, like "hey, my best friend I am probably in love with for ages, do you have any advice about fucking our shared best friend, and now my girlfriend and whatever you two are ?" awkward. So I'm reduced to subject myself to the mortifying ordeal of being teased endlessly.

Worst is all three of them are smiling. Yes, even my damn GIRLFRIEND. Brynja you traitor.

Aarni is the first to talk after my little outburst.

"My, my, Tyyyyyyr. Rather straightforward, are we ?"

"Well, you are the most allosexual here, my dear, laughs Thorfinn. And from what I've gathered, she has quite the high libido. So why don't you just, you know, go at it like you know how to do ?"

Jesus Christ I can't believe I have to answer this question. But, well, in a way, that was expected. I did come here seeking advice. And I am talking to two aroaces and one unlabelled girl that admitted to my face she only felt sexual attraction towards two people, one of them being me.

"well....... I would like to, y'know, do things well, see ? Like, both our relationships to intercourse are fucked up."

Aarni nods solemnly. Girl, please. I know you witnessed a lot of my bad hookup phase, but you don't have to rub it in.

Whatever, let's carry on.

"Without having the pretention to heal her or something, I kinda want this to feel, you know... Special. Like sex people on a relationship have, and not... Just a hookup, or just me asking her to open her legs for me."

"And so, you come to us, the virgin aroaces, for advice about making a first time special."

... When Thorfinn says it like that, it looks ridiculous.

I sigh. Heavily.

"Well, I would ask Brynja, but only thing she told me was "Don't do like you did with me and that should be fine"..."

Said Brynja laughs in my arms.

"Honey, that is my advice."

I roll my eyes. Again. I'm gonna do this a lot today, I fear.

"Well, this piece of advice was quite unhelpful, Brynja, my darling."

"At least you know not to repeat your mistakes~"

... I miss the girl who got so red at the only mention of the word "sex". Well, not like I don't love the one she is now. Both our bodies remember I do love every part of what she's become.

"Brynja's kinda right, interjects Aarni, looking more serious now. I mean, it's not on a whim, right ? You've thought about ths for a while, and from what you've told us, she is more than ready. Just be yourself and it should be fine."

""Myself" is at a risk of not being enough-"

"Oh, don't listen to that old crone, laughs Thorfinn. I have a plan. It's only been a week, right ? You can't celebrate your month or something ?"

I roll my eyes.

"Don't think both of us have the patience."

"You little naughty youuuu~ But still, my plan is foolproof. Listen to me, young Padawan."

Thet stand up, holding their finger up like an old teacher about to explain to his poor students the war of the three chinese kingdoms.

"First, you invite her at your flat for the evening. You prepare everything beforehand. Flower petal bed, a good table, a nice playlist, some games or films to watch..."

"Oh ! Oh ! And then, then," continues Aarni with a huge smile. "You pick something you both like for an activity, something that is special for you. A film with a lot of importance, or a game you played together a lot, something like that. So she feels appreciated and loved aaaaaaall the way."

"You could even cook the dinner together, adds Brynja with a soft smile. I seem to recall she loves cooking."

Good point. Writing all of that down. Well. If I had a notepad. I guess I'll have to remember it.

"And then !" Thorfinn continues, his expression pedantic. "You wait for the right moment and you ask if you can kiss her. And you see where all of that is bringing you."

I blink.

"Just.... That ?"

"Well, yeah. D'you need more ? A four-star restaurant ? Gold-filled lube ? Jeez, rich people-"

"It's not that ! I just think... what if she still thinks I'm only in for her body ?"

Aarni rolls her eyes.

"Dear gods, Tyr, you're insecure as fuck. That girl has been in love with you for years. You've been in love with her for years and more. The sexual tension is bound to explode. If anything, she's probably frustrated you won't touch her and for what ? D'you think she's that fragile ?"

... If you put it like that, that is a good point. I have been unjust towards her a long time, especially with what she's been through. And I don't wanna see her like some lil thing to protect. It hurts her, I have understood it enough with new year's whole drama.

I don't wanna make her feel like a whore, either.

I just want to make her feel loved as Domhildr, the whole person I've fallen in love with and adore with all my heart and soul.

"Don't overthink this, man, Thorfinn adds. It's obvious you love her. And want to fuck her. Both of those are compatible."

"And judging how you're into slow, soft shit and hugs and kisses and the whole body-worship package, don't think Domhildr is gonna feel used or anything like that," Aarni ends, smiling.

I nod.

"Yeah, you re probably right...."

.... Wait a minute.

".... But how do you know what I'm into ?"

Aarni smiles. Thorfinn smiles.

Brynja laughs.

That's how I realise I should have known.

"... Riiiiiiiiiight."

"Well, no secrets between girls, amirite ?" Asks Aarni.

Brynja has a little smile.

"I am afraid even Pharaildis knows about that, my dear. When we're out drinking, I can get quite... Talkative."

"Great. Now everyone knows my preferences in bed. Just what I've needed."

Of course those three are laughing. Of course. It's annoying Tyr day today or what ? I only wanted advice, for fuck's sake.

Brynja leans against me, still smiling.

"Well, she wanted to know what you had so special, to reactivate a libido I thought dead. I have to say she was quite surprised "straight men like this still existed", to quote her. I was sad to break her surprise telling her you were queer."

"You really should stop going out drinking with her if it's to gossip about me, darling."

Said while not believing it for I am so happy she found a friend other than us.

Brynja isn't even believing my stern tone. She raises her head, plants a kiss on the verge of my jaw. her hair brushes on my neck. It feels so soft.

"Well, it's good gossip. I always trust you to do things right, regarding sex, don't I ? For you, and Domhildr."

Heh.

Ironic considering how messed up our first time was.

But I'll choose to believe you, for a little while.

Believe I won't mess this up, this time.

[theraggedygirl11]

Kad nemam tebe sa mnom su moji demoni

Part 1

SUMMARY: Kris is a succubus, but he hates what he is and what he's forced to do for his demon sire. Then he meets a photographer, Damon, and something special blooms between them.

PAIRING: Kris Guštin/Damon Baker

WARNINGS: (kinda implied) drug and alcohol abuse, implied non-con (not between Kris/Damon), sex (not too explicit), hurt/comfort, angst/fluff, swearing

WORDS COUNT: 2.434

LINK: AO3

NOTES: Before diving into the first chapter of this short fic, I'd like to thank @anxious-witch for beta-reading it and giving me really good advice while I was writing it and @lahobbitdiazeroth for fangirling with me, even if she's not in the fandom (kinda).

This is my first ever work I publish in English. I got inspired by Hazbin Hotel and Damon's photoshoot with our guys, and I had to write something.

I'm sorry for the angst you'll find in it, but you know who to blame.

If you want to listen to the song that inspired me, here's a link. There's also an English version (and maybe one in your own language, this series got translated into many languages). Keep in mind that it mentions toxic relationships, abuse and trauma.

È un inferno tutto mio (This hell is all mine)  

Me lo sono scelto io (And I chose all of this)  

Tu sei il mio veleno (You are my poison)  

Dammi il tuo veleno (Give me your poison) 

Non possono farne a meno (I can’t help it)  

Mi scivola in gola e va giù (It slithers into my throat and goes down)  

Veleno, ne sono pieno (Poison, I’m full of it)  

Anche questa notte per me forse è l’ultima (This night could be my last one too)  

Dimmi che ti piace, baby (Tell me you like it, baby)  

Sono tuo, fa ciò che più ti va (I’m yours, do whatever you want)  

Un giorno tu mi ucciderai (One day you’ll kill me)  

Col tuo veleno (With your poison)  

“I took enough pictures.” Said the photographer after a couple of hours, smiling at his model.  

Kris looked at the guy in front of him, hair almost as black as coal and deep dark brown eyes, then stood up from the ground. He was used to being alone with other men, but the more he was with this human, the more he felt a weird feeling growing inside of him. He didn’t know how to name this sensation.  

“May I go, then?” Kris asked.  

“Yeah, sure. I’ll call you when the pictures are ready.” The photographer nodded. “If you need to recompose yourself, you can stay here, I’ll give you some privacy.”  

“No, don’t worry. It’s ok.”  

Kris glanced at the human, then went to the wardrobe area to change his clothes. He felt his eyes on his body. Why was he feeling so uncomfortable? God damn, he was a fucking succubus, he shouldn’t feel like this when a human was staring at him! Because that photographer was enchanted by his beauty, right? He should be.  

But Kris  perceived this specific human in a completely different way because he was looking at him differently, like he wanted to analyse him. Look right into his soul. If only he still had one.  

* * *

Another night, another lover, another soul to bring closer to damnation. It didn’t matter if it was a male or a female human being. He still enjoyed the physical proximity, the skin-on-skin contact, the moans. He was still a demon that fed on pleasure and sexual intercourses.   

But that night his mind flew to another place, even if the man above and inside him was extremely gorgeous and he liked how he moved and his attention on him. For a moment he saw that photographer instead of this random human. He didn’t even remember his name. But, just for a second, he imagined he was there, with him, loving him.  

He closed his eyes and let an intense moan out. No, he needed to focus on this other man, on his soul, his job was to corrupt it. Thus, he closed the image of the photographer in a small and secluded corner of his mind and gave all his attention to this stranger.  

At the same moment, not so far from where Kris was, that same photographer, whose name was Damon, was checking the photos he took of that beautiful and young man. His mind went back to a couple of days before when he had met him in a cafe in the centre of Ljubljana. He was alone at a table, his glance was wandering around observing the people in that place. Damon had noticed a trace of sombreness in his bright blue-greenish eyes.  

He decided to approach him, talk to him, be friendly to him before asking him to take some pictures. The guy seemed kind, but there was a trace of sadness even in his voice. And he could see it even more in his photos. Kris, that was his name, was trying to be seductive, but that gloom was still perceivable behind his piercing look.  

Damon stopped his scrolling on a photo where Kris was standing against a wall, head slightly tilted on a side, hair covering one of his eyes, an arm raised and bent behind his head. He was wearing a simple white shirt with long sleeves. His golden necklace with a purple heart was visible around his neck. The heart was hidden by the shirt, but he knew it was there because he had seen it.  

Maybe he could contact him and try to talk to him to see if he could help him in some way. He seemed like he needed to talk to someone.  

The next morning he tried to call him. Someone else answered the phone, he didn’t recognize the voice.  

“Hello?”  

“Hello. Is... is this Kris Guštin?” Damon asked.  

“This is his phone, yes, but I’m a police officer.”  

“A police officer? What happened?” He pressed, apprehension in his voice.  

“The guy was arrested yesterday evening. He started a fight in a pub. He was completely wasted, high and drunk.”  

Damon’s eyes opened widely. His face paled. “Is he still at the police station?”  

“Yes. Are you a friend of his?”  

“Kind of, yes.”  

“You can come and take him away, if you want. He won’t be charged, he’s an habitue here.”  

“I-I’m coming.” He quickly replied, then ended the call. An habitue? Drugs and alcohol? Was he so that deeply stuck in his bad situation?  

He immediately went to the police station, without thinking twice about it. Kris was locked in a cell, alone and with handcuffs on his wrists. He looked like a model even in that moment, back laid against the wall, vacant eyes staring in front of him like he was lost in his own world. And that usual gloom in them.  

“Your friend here came for you, Guštin.” Said the police officer.  

The demon turned to look at him and was surprised to see the photographer. He stood up and got closer to the entrance of the cell. The police officer freed him from the handcuffs, then gave him his phone back and let him go with Damon.  

“Thank you.” Whispered Kris once they got out of the police station. He let his phone slip inside one pocket in his trousers, then put his hands in his jacket pockets.  

“I know you don’t know me, but what happened? Is... is everything ok?” Damon was more than worried, Kris could hear the concern in his words.  

“Yes.” he replied. “Everything’s ok.”  

“You used drugs. You drank, a lot. That’s not ok.”  

“I’m fine.” He almost snarled at him, turning his head towards the photographer. “Why did you come, anyway?”  

“I wanted to talk to you.” Damon explained. “You seemed lonely and sad. I was worried.”  

Kris blinked and winced a bit. He was truly worried? His senses weren’t wrong, then.  

“I’m... fine, I told you.”  

“I know you don’t know me.” He repeated then continued. “But I’m here, if you want to talk to me.” The human smiled shyly, yet he could see friendliness in his eyes. He didn’t perceive any lust coming from him.  

“Thanks.” He murmured.  

* * *

In the next weeks Kris kept doing his job as succubus. Almost every day he had at least one new lover, male or female it didn’t matter. His sire chose each new prey for him and he couldn’t refuse.  

But he also started going out with the photographer. He learned his name, Damon. He was a lovely person. He didn’t talk much, however he compensated for it with his presence. His closeness was uncomfortable at the beginning, but after a few times the demon started appreciating it.  

The moments spent with Damon quickly became the most awaited ones for the succubus. He started laughing at his jokes, he talked more, he even shared some bits of his life, obviously he kept them pretty vague. He couldn’t tell him he was a demon. He needed this friendship. He missed being human, having friends to hang out with.  

Kris loved when Damon talked about his job. He could almost physically touch the passion he radiated when explaining his art and his vision.  

“And you saw all of this in me?”  

“Yes. And even more.” Damon nodded, then looked at him. “There’s a whole world behind those sad eyes and I wanted to eternalize them.”  

“A world behind them?”  

“Yes. I see that you are happier since we started hanging out, but there’s always a shadow in them, sometimes it’s nearer, sometimes it’s in the back, but it’s always present, lurking around. There’s something in your life that makes you feel sad, that maybe you’d like to change but for some reason you can’t.” He gently touched one of Kris’s hands.   

The demon was petrified. How...? He read right through him like an open book. Was it because he was an artist? Did artists like him have a different way of seeing life and people?  

“I want you to know that I’m still here for you, if you want to talk about whatever is making you feel this lost.” Damon looked right into his eyes. Kris felt his heart falter.  

He wanted to scream, to say out loud that he didn’t want to be a succubus anymore, that he was tired of being a slave and following every order his sire gave him, that he just wanted to become a human again, go back and not say “yes” to that contract. His mouth opened to speak, but no sounds left it.  

Damon was human. He wouldn’t understand. He would probably think that he was crazy, that drugs and alcohol destroyed his mind and his ability to think with clarity. He was his little happy bubble in between a huge red and black world overruled by pain, suffering and damnation.  

“It’s... complicated, Damon. Too complicated.” He whispered in the end, closing his eyes. A tear ran down his face, but never reached his chin because a gentle touch caught it.  

“When you are ready, Kris.” Damon murmured with a tender voice. “Only when you are ready. I’ll wait, even years, if it’s necessary for you to be comfortable enough to speak about it.”  

Kris startled and sobbed. His heart was hit by an invisible dagger. How could a human soul be so kind? How could two creatures so different like them meet? Damon behaved like a blessed soul from heaven with him, a damned soul transformed into a being of corruption.  

Damon took Kris into his arms and gently stroked his hair. The succubus grabbed his shirt, he was his safety net and he didn’t want to let him go.  

But he had to. His sire called him that evening and he punished him for behaving like a pathetic child with that human. This time he had three lovers, three muscular men. He felt stronger, the energy radiating from them was so delicious and so invigorating that he had to close his eyes because his head was spinning, but they were rough and violent with him. And so went on for seven days.  

Damon saw Kris again a week after their last afternoon together. He appeared in front of his door during a night storm, completely wet and with a tired, distant look in his eyes.  

“Kris, what happened?” He immediately asked.  

“Can-can I come in?” Kris replied, his voice was trembling and his entire figure was shaking. He wrapped his own arms around his body.  

Damon let him in, closing the door behind him, then rushed to get a big towel from the bathroom. He put it around Kris while guiding him to the couch. He sat down next to him.  

“Dear, what happened?” He asked again.  

Kris slowly showed his trembling arm, the interior part of his forearm was filled with small red holes, clearly signs of syringe pricks. His hand was twitching. Damon turned white.   

“Who did this to you?” He pressed, extremely concerned. “You need to go to a hospital, right now, you could have an overd-”  

“I’m fine.” Kris managed to say. “I-I will be. Few hours.”  

Kris moved his arm nearer to his body, but Damon grabbed his wrist with care. “You could die.”  

He shook his head vehemently. “I won’t die. I can’t die. Not like this.”  

“Kris, you are a human being, drugs can kill y-”  

“Stop worrying about me!” he shouted. “I will be fine.” He repeated it like a mantra. If he kept saying these words, they would become true eventually, wouldn’t they?  

He closed his eyes. “P-please, I just need a safe place to stay. You... you are the only person I know here.”   

Damon let him take a shower, a long and hot one. He also lent him some dry clothes and prepared some food for him. Kris ate without saying a word while keeping his eyes low. His hands suffered less spams, the drugs’ effects were dissolving pretty quickly.   

Damon continued observing Kris. The summer storm outside didn’t give any sign of wanting to calm down, in that moment there was a bright lightning and a loud thunder. The thunderbolt lighted up the whole room and Damon noticed a weird shadow around Kris, like he had some sort of wings closed behind his back. He shook his head, he must have been tired to see things that didn’t exist.  

An hour later Kris was sleeping in Damon’s bed, his face was more relaxed. Damon was totally awake on the other side of the bed. He was observing the younger man. He didn’t see anything else weird on him, but he remembered he noticed some weird shadows in some of the pictures he took months ago.   

Damon grabbed his laptop, opened it and searched for those photos. He observed them attentively and he saw something indeed. In some of them the “wings” were barely visible, but they were there. In other pictures he saw weird horns rise from his forehead. In some others there was some sort of tail around Kris.  

They were just shadows or reflections, but those elements were there. Was this possible? Or was it a weird coincidence? Kris didn’t have wings or a tail, or even horns! He turned to look at him while he was sleeping. Should he ask Kris what was that?  

Damon put away his laptop and laid down, turned towards Kris. In the dim light of the room he examined him: he seemed relaxed and peaceful while he was resting, he couldn’t see anything weird on him. Could he really be some supernatural creature? While he kept thinking about this possibility, he slowly drifted off, the tiredness winning on his restless whirl of thoughts. 

[lynnarang]

First Time

CW// Smut

Shortly after the angel and demon had started dating, the latter received a strange warning from their mother:

The elder succubus warned that the sex between the two of them could be extremely painful if they didn't use protection.

It was a bizarre thing for the demon to hear, as if their promiscuous mother had suddenly started treating them like a virgin girl on her wedding night, and the advice largely went unheeded.

Besides, things were going so slow, the demon suspected their angel was 'saving herself'

This all changed one night a few weeks later, when the angel finally built up the courage to turn their cuddle session into something more.

Cuddling became kissing, kissing became awkwardly fondling, awkwardly fondling became hurriedly stripping, and suddenly they were in bed.

The half-succubus had plenty of experience but the angel had none, so they resisted the urge to tease her when their horny little maiden went straight for the missionary position and fumbled her cock around their thighs for a full minute looking for their entrance.

Whatever smug look the demon had on their face was wiped clean the moment the angel finally managed to push herself inside of them, replaced with a shocked yelp.

Their girlfriend's cock was impossibly warm, like a piece of hot metal resting against her insides, searing.

Yet despite their initial shock, it wasn't a wholly unpleasant feeling, just overwhelming to the senses. Seeing her girlfriend in pain, the angel had tried to jerk herself back out, but the demon placed a hand on her arm to halt her.

"I-It's okay, just.. go slow."

It had taken them over a month to get this far, there's no way the demon was letting their first attempt at sex end like this. They just had to endure whatever divine wrath was being delivered unto them, whimpering like a virgin with their claws tearing holes into their sheets.

The light within them was dizzying, piercing, enveloping. The angel hilted, her halo shining brighter than the demon had ever seen, and for a brief moment they understood that divine spark as neither consuming nor demanding, but wholly beguiling.

Each thrust washed the demon's thoughts clean, each brought a fresh set of pleading moans and welcome pain.

For all her fumbling and lack of experience, the angel followed her lover's instructions and never went faster than they could handle, and even got them to climax first.

But nothing could have prepared the demon for the holy seed that was about to be planted inside of them. Whereas the sex itself had been scalding ascent into religious fervor, the angel's cum cooled them right back down and sobered their thoughts.

They became aware of every heaving breath filling the air, every drop of sweat sandwiched between their bodies, and the blinding impulses that had nearly fucked her into submission lingering behind.

It was as if she'd finally torn herself from the light to see where it shone.

The angel, unaware of the strange bliss the demon she was still half-buried in was experiencing, spoke anxiously.

"So umm.. was it good? I.. I know it was my first time and all.. and that you probably had a bunch of partners who were better than m-"

The demon shushed her.

"Babe, I think I just saw god. You did great."

'And if you had any idea how I felt right now I don't think I'd ever be able to top you again'

They couldn't bring themself to say the last part aloud, succubus pride damaged by being thoroughly fucked by vanilla sex of all things.

"I did? You're not just saying that to make me feel good?"

"Yes, you did good dear, now-"

"Great, um, because I kind of wanna go for another round~"

For the first time in their life, the half-succubus cursed a refractory period for being too short.

[s3xtones]

sorry for the incoming tmi but i'm a 21 yo girl and still a virgin. i am extremely embarrassed by this at times but am often repulsed by most men in my city. what should i do?? i feel like one day i may drive off someone i really like because of this

Girl do not rush,I rushed because i swear i had a stupid pact with my middle school best friend who was a bad influence on who would have sex first and we would have to share the details with each other literally on some “thirteen” movie shit

anyways…. You won’t scare off the right one, trust me. There are real sex fiens and porn addicts out here and at this age they are really loud about it cause the whole “sex sells” propaganda (whole time no one even has a smidge of fuckin sex appeal…comedy) Succubus and incubus energies and they live,breathe, think sex and honestly i turn a blind eye sometimes but it’s never worth it cause you can see it in the ways they look at your body, how they touch your body, and how they even speak to you.if you’re repulsed it for good reason most likely cause these boys are not it… When it’s right your body will tell u & when you’re ready You will want it just as much as they will yet neither of u will force it.

sn: it’s better to get to know them other ways first i.e kissing, footsie, holding hands, eyef*cking, cuddling, anything but sex! Cause the secret in how they will be as a lover shows in the little things kinda what my username is all about. I like things with the undertone of sex. The things that add to the push and pull of wanting sex. Sexual undertones, sexual tension, sensual movement, the art of sexual love is a beautiful thing i have yet to fully discover so here’s the best advice i can give. <3

STAY SAFE! CONDOMS! idc how embarrassing you may think it is to ask, better safe than sorry honestly, having the talk about sexual history is important.

[starlightandetherealshadows]

a personal dilemma

me: you need to keep writing chapter 2. you must stay focused on one chapter at a time

also me: let me start the outline for the chapter titled

Zero Gets Sex Advice From A Succubus

mind you, this is like at least 4 chapters away good lord

my writing process is a disaster. i fact i have no process just vibes. fuck it we ball

[alixx-black]

LOOKING FOR LABOR DAY WEEKEND READS?

A list of for-free stuff that I've written that I think you'll enjoy.

ROMANCE:

The Five Year Plan: A multi-chapter story about a hetero-passing LGBTQ+ couple that agree to an arranged marriage and has a happy ending.

I Remember: A short story written in the form of a letter about a same-sex couple.

Well, That Was Impressive: A short story about two boys were friends, went separate ways, and came back together as lab partners.

GENRE FICTION:

Virtually Innocent: A multi-chapter sci-fi story about a guy who was wrongfully convicted and put into a virtual reality retraining program.

A Love Vigilante: A contest winning short story about a succubus who takes her job very seriously.

We Need to Be Nice: A super short horror story about creepy children with a psychological twist.

Life Advice From the Recently Deceased: A how-to journal-style multi-chapter story written in first-person and details the work of ushering souls into the afterlife.

The Girl In My Reflection: A short suspenseful horror about mirrors.

REALISTIC FICTION:

Never Stood A Chance: A short suspense piece about an abusive and toxic home where someone goes missing.

The Freedom Kitchen: A short story about a woman's schedule while volunteering in a soup kitchen.

A Place for Me: A short story about a teenager who struggles with social anxiety and fitting in with her peers.

POETRY STORIES / POETRY COLLECTIONS

Night & Day Poetry Collection: A collection of poems that are reflective of one another about burn out and burn out recovery.

The Life & Death of Being A Human: A poetry series that tells the story of the human experience from life to death.

terminal: An epic poem that tells a fictional story about a child diagnosed with terminal cancer and will have the final chapter go like on September 1st!

NONFICTION ESSAYS:

Are My Scars Tattoos: A reflective essay about self-harm scars.

Changing the Way I Love You: A personal essay about loving children as they grow up.

Things Only Get Weirder From Here (For Both of Us): A humorous essay about raising a child through puberty.

FANFICTION AS LONG AS A BOOK, BASICALLY:

Make Memories: A "Girl Meets World" fanfiction that was inspired by "Every Little Thing" in which Maya Hart goes to summer camp in Canada and gets bunked with Lucas Friar - who is the last person she expected or wanted to see on her summer break. Teen romance, happy ending, 49K.

A Carry On Dictionary: An alphabet prompt inspired series about the Carry On character Baz Pitch and his love life. Melancholic and dark moody piece. 23K. Mind the trigger warnings.

I Don't F*cking Care: A one-shot song-inspired fanfiction for Carry On about the complicated relationship between Simon Snow & Baz Pitch. Very sad and dark reach. 25K.

The Song of Morgana: If I Were A Boy: A one-shot song-inspired fanfiction for BBC's Merlin that tells the story of Morgana in a modern setting. Bittersweet ending. 13K.

Dear Reader: A multi-chapter Harry Potter fanfiction that tells the unlikely love story between Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy. Moody romance. 49K.

And Then There Was Us & Always Going to Be Us: A duology of multi-chapter fanficiton pieces for Girl Meets World that follow the teen romance and adult life of Maya Hart and Lucas Friar. Romance, friends-to-lovers with a happy ending at the end both times. 124K in all.

Little Talks: A multi-chapter song-inspired fanfiction for Merlin that rewrites the entire show cannon while remaining compliant in critical ways. It also explores the relationship between Merlin and Morgana Pendragon. Moody and bittersweet read. 15K.

[cranberrychan]

This is a plot point in Sex Advice Succubus!

can possession be erotic? I think so