Wicked Deeds Need No Redemption [Yoshie x Solvaris]

[Yoshie]

Century after century, millennia after millennium, she sat there waiting. Waiting for that person to come along again. Long ago when light first touched the gates of hell there was a portal that opened. It was a portal to the surface world, the world that so few knew of her kind visited but all knew about; the world that Winry wanted to explore. There were many stories, many stories about her kind rising to the surface and going beyond the portal, some would say there were rumors that mortals and demons alike would be summoned through that gate to go to the other side. But alas, those were just rumors and stories to be shared with children and told around a campfire. But somehow she had made it to the human world but to stay by that place, to keep looking for that person that could keep her being in this human world.

Every morrow in the same spot Winry sat looking at the Spirit Lake, the lake that is said to have brought on the person or people desperate to want freedom, freedom from this god forsaken place. The demon woman looked around her; books and empty space. Same shit, different day. As a child she would hear tales of the human world, how humans would draw up blood contracts with them and commanded demons to do their bidding and in turn they could stay on the surface world just as long as they did as they were told. However, Winry was a different breed of demon. She refused to be controlled; she refused to be chained by some meager command word or bound by a contract. No, she wanted her own means of staying in the surface world, to have no leash and collar. What kind of demon takes orders from a human? A more primitive species than she who would die in a matter of a century.

Humans knew nothing of death, of necromancy, nothing of how to really kill something and watch it slowly die. No they were too busy fighting amongst themselves about who has more money or who holds more power. Confused creatures that were afraid of death, afraid of what they did not know and more susceptible to think that the next man wants them dead. They didn’t trust each other, so how were they able to trust a demon long enough to draw up a contract?
Now with the world in turmoil humans have no choice but to rely on demons since the conventional methods weren’t working they’d figure what better way to get rid of a demon than another demon? Using fire to fight with fire however, everyone knows that playing with fire gets you burned…

 

[Solvaris]

Dante wanted very much to believe that magic was real. He'd gotten a little carried away with stories about heroes and monsters, angels and demons, light against darkness. He'd come to believe that magic was just around the corner; all you needed was the right words, in the right place, in the right time...and possibly a sacrifice. Tonight, he was going to try a particular combination of those things to coax magic into revealing itself. He found the right words to speak in a book that involved pagan rituals. The book was very convincing with an inverted pentacle on the cover, an old leather binding, bloodstained pages, and writing in ink from a feathery pen rather than ink from a printer. The right time had to be something like midnight or during a full moon, so tonight he'd use both, just in case. As for the right place? Well...what better place than a dark cave with a pool of water at its center called the Spirit Lake?

Of course no one really knew the small lake was called the Spirit Lake. He had found that information within more dusty old books. They hadn't really been specific as to where the lake resided, but Dante had spent a good amount of time zeroing in on the location. He could feel it deep down in his bones that this was the right spot this time. The book he was using had a lot of different rituals in it. Some were curses, some were used to enhance one's self, and others were used to summon demons or monsters. He didn't want to curse anybody and he didn't feel the need to enhance his strength or speed or anything like that (for now), so that just left the summoning rituals. There were some pretty nasty beasties to choose from, but the one that caught his eye was the ritual for summoning a sex demon. He was definitely in need of a girlfriend. He had way too much time on his hands; his obsession with finding magic a clear indication of this.

Dante checked his watch. 11:57 pm. It was time to begin the ritual. He walked to the edge of the lake standing a foot away from the dark surface. Moonlight lit the cave from the large hole in the ceiling. Light danced upon the walls, reflected by the lake. He could feel that the time was right. "My name is Dante Solvaris" his voice echoed off the walls of the cave. "I come with an offering...to those who live below." He drew a knife from his belt, the blade curving back and forth like a frozen heat wave. He held it out with both hands, one on the handle, the other holding the blade, the tip resting against his palm.

"My dear lady of the lake,
Full of lust no man can slake,
I will give so you may take,
I bare my soul, my life at stake."

"But have no fear, the day is won,
For you will see our shining sun.
Our journey together has just begun.
With my own blood, the deed is done."

Dante took hold of the knife in a firm grip and sliced into his other hand. He grunted at the pain, blood pooling in his palm. He checked his watch again. 11:59 pm. Only seconds remained. He started the count down in his head. (Five..four...three) He formed a fist. (Two) He turned his hand down. (One) He squeezed, drops of blood smacking against the surface of the lake.

 

[Yoshie]

Spirit Lake… or The Portal to the human world. Centuries and Millennia, this Lake provided her kind with everything they needed. The cave-like structure was built to hone the skills of training Magical entities who wanted to be powerful Priest in the light and Powerful Demons of the Dark. A circle is endless, and therefore magi is endless if it travels that circle. The water was a bright blue color but it was clouded in mist and it got its name from the decesed spirits who sought shelter there until their time to pass. Both evil and good powers were the strongest at night and on a full moon but only to those who had wishes, who had desires and for those that sought it.

“Eyes can see what lies in front of you yes… but the heart can see what lies within…”​

A voice echoed from the bottom of the well. Peering straight down into the darkness; there was nothing until the moon moved the light in front of Spirit Lake. It was then that the blood dropped inside the well… Winry smiled evilly. This was her chance. Opportunity was knocking and she was ready to open the door. Her tail waved back and fourth. Dante was looking down into the well but on the other side; she was looking up.

“Prove that thou art worthy of my power…”​

she said. Now if he was looking he would see a figure about to form but for now she decided to only show her red eyes. Those fiery orbs of lust that peered back at him. If he was staring at her he would be able to see her true form only for a brief moment. Her skin purple as amethyst, her ears long and pointy, and her hair was the color of colbalt. Her face bore the markings of a highborn elf and it was these markings that she was ashamed of...

“What answers do you seek here Mortal?”



She asked again.​

Wanting to know why such a young and so full of youth boy was out here in the middle of nowhere inside a cave staring down into a seemingly empty pool looking for answers to the questions that his heart desired. The way he looked, so innocent yet held so much passion in him. She almost wanted to reach out and cradle him in her arms, the boy looked as if he had so many questions; so many things that he wished to know.

She came to her senses, what was it that he was here for? He didn't look like a Priest, he wasn't an elf and he wasn't here for a healing, she couldn't do anything with a Priest anyway… the Lake's healing ability died long ago, or so it was thought. She was trapped with no place to go, that is until this boy showed up. Something about him, something about his desires made her hunger, it made those red eyes glow bright with life, and for her this could mean freedom from the cage called Hell.

"Heed well your reply Mortal, when the weak court death... they find it."​

 

[Solvaris]

Dante could hear the voice and see the wicked form beneath the surface of the misty water. His eyes widened and his heartbeat quickened. This was it! Years of searching for real magic, and he had found it! Panting, he considered the answer to the creatures question. He reached for the book that had the incantation in it, wondering if he was supposed to have a specific response, but no luck. This wasn't part of the ritual. He was actually interacting with the creature he was about to summon. He licked his lips nervously.

"I've been seeking to bring magic back to a world that thinks it's dead, forgotten, or never existed in the first place. I want to bring you into this world so that you can show me the power of the old magic that people once feared and revered. I want you...to ignite feelings of lust within me...and use my body in ways us mortals only dream of. You would not be bound to me...but you would be bound to your thirst for sex...and I would willingly satiate your thirst for you...as many times as you please."

 

[Yoshie]

A wicked smile crept across her lips. He had given her permission. The portal was closing; there was no time to think back on the ways that the old ones said. Her ears sprung to life as her legs found a new energy that was seemingly never there before. She floated toward the portal without looking back, there were no regrets, no remorse for leaving her fellow demons alone, there was only her in this one moment. A moment that she would seize to her and her alone.

"You know not what you do, Mortal!"​

That was the only warning she gave him before smoke emitted from the well. A loud sucking noise; seemingly more ripping than sucking. But it was a sound to make your ears pop nonetheless. A cloud of black and green smoke appeared before the man. Again, he saw those same red eyes, but with it now slowly followed long purple ears and a purple and black tail. The tip of the tail came into formation. It was like she was slowly materializing in front of him. A sleek black and purple spaded tipped tail emerged that was latched onto a voluptuous backside accompanied by thighs that were shaped like coke bottles. Then a pair of long legs, 167 inch black stiletto heels with a titanium spiked heel. The top was forming as she spoke.

"I am known to many as Winry Seduction..." Her lips began forming, first fangs, then the black oil of lipstick; shiny like that of tar, glistening in the moonlight. "But you... you can call me Mistress." She hissed the last word with her forked tongue. Long black hair flowed from the smoke as it revealed a busty 34DD breasted Succubus woman with a long black dress on. She stood before him whole. The smoke cleared just enough to see her shape, the rest of the smoke stay clung to her feet.

"You wish to learn about the Old Ones, Magic, and the human emotion of fear yes?" She repeated back to him. "And in turn you will give me what I desire....correct? There's a flaw with your casting Innocent. I am a sex demon; a succubus you are correct... but..." She got closer to him; taking the palm of his hand; licking it and sealing the wound. He would feel a burn and a sting but the wound would be cauterized. "One flaw in your casting..." She said licking her lips. "I am a succubus who feeds on Sins...not blood. Lust just so happens to be one of my favorite. There are six more to go..."

 

[Solvaris]

Dante stepped away from the lake when he heard the strange ripping sound, then took another step away as the black and green smoke rose before him. The red eyes of the demon he had just summoned flickered to life in the curling smoke. His boy-like wonder at finally finding real magic was extinguished, doubts flooding his mind. The dark form continued to materialize; ears, a tail, a curvy rump, shapely thighs, non-stop legs that ended with deadly looking heels. The voice that echoed in his mind before was a real voice now, coming from black lips that bore fangs. His eyes widened as a face appeared, her long black hair and a black dress hiding a well endowed bust. His eyes lingered there before the thought that staring was rude could strike him.

She told him her name and repeated his request, then told him his ritual was wrong. She stepped up to him, grabbed his hand and licked the wound. He inhaled sharply through clenched teeth at the stinging sensation, but when he pulled his hand away to look at it, the wound he had put there was closed. He looked back at her, his eyes catching on her shapely body before resting upon her face again. She told him that she was a succubus that fed on sins rather than blood. That made sense...but it also complicated things. He had no intention of feeding her anything other than his lust. Thinking of the ritual, he noticed that he was still clutching the book in his other hand. He closed his apparently gaping jaw and cleared his throat before saying "Well...if the ritual was wrong, it's because the world has forgotten the old ways as I said before." He waved the book at her. "I followed instructions." His excuses sounded pathetic once he had spoken them aloud, but that could just be because of the domineering air about the creature. "I don't suppose you could go back to...wherever you came from and send another female...entity that would settle for just sex?"

 

[Yoshie]

Winry smiled; a fanged tooth smile. "Asking a lady that you have summoned to go back from wince she came? Now that is quite rude my pet." Her long black fingernails touched him. She walked around the boy; smoke following her as she did. "You..." She smelled him. Breathed in his essence. "You have a lot of sins...I can smell them. I can accommodate your request...for sex that is." She paused to touch his manhood. Feeling it, caressing it, coxing it to get bigger.

"You are right... the world has forgotten about magic...Technology has sought to that. however; all is not lost." She was still caressing his manhood. "Mmm... you are well-endowed..." She said. She looked him in the eyes; her red ones blazing with fire. "How pent up are you Innocent?" She questioned. The moonlight was the only illumination in the cave. "Is there a way for me to prove to you that you would desire me amongst all the other demons? I am the prettiest, the smartest, the most...desirable...and..." She got down on her knees and unzipped his pants. Her hand caressing his now free manhood. Placing him inside her mouth she deepthroated him once and then began sucking harder; faster, and more intense. She finally took him out of her mouth and looked at him.

"I am the most skilled..."

 

[Solvaris]

Dante blushed when Winry called him her pet. The ritual was supposed to make him master of her, but he said that she would not be bound to him. He hadn't realized that she might make him the slave. Once again, that feeling of foreboding crept into him as she walked around him. She could smell sin on him, but from the sound of her voice, it was like a favorite cologne. And then her hand was there, rubbing at the bulge in his pants. He blushed, too stunned to move. His bulge grew larger, and she noted how "well-endowed" he was. That just made him blush more, but what she said next made his cheeks burn. "How pent up are you Innocent?" Dante hadn't had any sort of physical contact with a woman in a long time, and even then, it had only been kisses and cuddles. The most recent "action" he got was looking at some porn about a week ago. His obsession with finding magic had kept him busy enough that he hadn't needed to relieve any urges...until now.

Dante bit his lip, whimpering as she continued to grope him. She knelt before him, unzipping his pants. He gave a slight gasp as she caressed his cock and moaned as it slid inside her mouth. She intensified her blow-job, and then pulled off him; the ultimate tease. Dante had no doubt in his mind that she was telling the truth. She was beautiful, she was sexy, her blazing red eyes spoke of her hidden intelligence, and she was most certainly "skilled." His body ached for her to continue, and as most men do, he was starting to think with his dick. "Well...you might be skilled with your mouth, but what of your body?" His lustful gaze found her chest once again. "Are those breasts...just for show?" He could feel his heartbeat pounding away in his chest. He was playing with fire...for the sake of sex.

 

[Yoshie]

A wicked smile crossed her face. "I can do a lot with them... but for you. She pulled him to her and embraced in a kiss. Once this was done she pushed him away from him slowly and then put his dick in her mouth again. She arched upwards so her breasts would be caressing the his shaft and his balls.

Placing the tip of his dick in her throat she didn’t gag, instead she hummed so that the vibration was appeasing. Taking it out her mouth she did a butterfly flick on the tip of his dick and then deep throated it once more, licking the balls as it was still in his throat. Taking it out of her mouth she grabbed it by her right hand and then placing her left hand on it she did a counter clockwise motion as she sucked the tip. She made sure it was extra wet as she liked to drool on her dick. Taking it out of her mouth she massaged her breasts against his twitching lower half. A small laugh escaped her lips.


"Is this pleasing to you Innocent?"

 

[Solvaris]

The kiss she gave him seemed to linger even after her lips were gone. He blinked, and she was back to sucking on his cock. But this time she was using her breasts too, pressing the soft mounds of flesh against him. However, she continued to show off her skills with her mouth; humming as she deep-throated him. He couldn't help but moan in pleasure, bending over her, unable to stand up straight. Once again, she pulled off of his cock, teasing his tip with her tongue before deep-throating him again. It didn't seem to matter how well-endowed he was. She took in his whole cock without gagging, somehow able to lick his balls at the same time. He gave another echoing lewd moan, his body tense. Next she used her hands as she sucked on the tip, covering it in copious amounts of saliva, and then it was between her breasts again. Her laugh matched the sexual intensity of the moment. She asked if it was pleasing, but surely it was a rhetorical question. His body gave away the answer. He was panting lightly as though he had just done a quick run around the cave. His cock pulsed eagerly; moments from release. His eyes were locked on her large breasts wrapped around his manhood. So big....so soft....his greatest weakness.

Her private showing of her skillful fellatio had him speechless, but in answer to her question, he grabbed her shoulders and moaned as cum shot from between her tits. It splattered down on her wonderful violet cleavage. By the looks of it, his load was much larger than usual. Not only had he been pent up, but he was sure that her skillful attack was responsible for coaxing so much out. He blushed with embarrassment. She had only just started moments before and he had already cum. He cleared his throat and looked into those blazing red eyes before speaking. "I...take back what I said about...sending you back. You are everything you said you are...and more."