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The Night of the Hunter and the Succubus (The Empress x Flixandchill)

The Empress

The Empress

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The night had begun to grow cold as Lysana rode. Her mare dipped her head down low as she came to a stop, stubbornly striking the ground with a powerful hoof before dramatically tossing her head up as she let out a neigh. A sweet hum escaped Lysana's lips and it tilted up once more. But that was all. She sighed through her nose as she pulled the thin blanket more tightly around her shaking shoulders. The threadbare blouse she wore was far too thin for such a night, leaving her shuddering everytime a gust of wind struck from the west. The tight leather trousers that clung to her legs did better at keeping her warm, but it seemed that the innkeeper she came from would have rather seen her in such an outfit for only a brief moment rather than give her something of value. The horse stomped again. Lysana sighed and slipped from it, adjusting the sword upon her back as she lightly pat the side of the mare.

"A monster lies here, m'lady..." He had been busy ogling her breasts, but she knew where it was he was pointing her. His lips had curled in a smile as he finally lifted his eyes from the bit of exposed cleavage the blouse allowed and pointed. "If ya want a job, then just head that way... many disappear that go there, though, I warn ya. Perhaps you should take someone else along with ya?" She had not liked how he suggestively raised a brow.

"A fucking monster, he says." She rolled her eyes as she patted the horse and peered about herself. "At least that would keep me warm! I need a damn monster if I want to live through the night now!" she grumbled, not looking forward to having to spend another night outside looking for this beast that was said to have terrorized them for such a long time. There were no signs of one, in all honesty, and that was beginning to make Lysana think she was sent on some chase for the amusement of the owner. Perhaps to have her crawling back so in need of coin she forks over her cunt as he originally wanted her to.

The night was going to be far too long at this rate.

Far too long.

@Flixandchill
 
The innkeeper had told her about her intended quarry, as rumors told of a monster that lived near where an abandoned mine colony further up the mountains lived occasionally liked to come down, stealing younger men or women to take back to its home to use as sport or food...and no one that it stole away ever came back again. It certainly sounded like a fun challenge at the start, but with the way the weather was acting, with it being this cold and the rain being uncomfortably awful so far, there was a good chance that this would be a long, late night, and she might have to turn back to town.

At least, until the sellsword found a cave. The horse seemed to suddenly stop and buck its head towards it, neighing, and there was a faint light farther down within. Well, it was her only trace of any potential monster...should she go in? or go back?
 
Lysana stopped as she tilted her head towards the cave, eyes entranced by it for only a moment before she raised a hand to her horse and then adjusted the sword upon her back. It seemed her mare was more trusty than she had originally given her credit for. And as she stepped towards the cave she hoped she would find the beast so she could hurry up and collect the pay that was waiting for her back with the innkeeper. She let out another hum as she stepped into the cave, daring to travel deeper towards the light. It was strangely... enticing. Perhaps any beast within was in need of fire to keep themselves alive?

Whatever the reason, Lysana walked towards it slowly and with caution until she had disappeared completely within the cave, leaving her horse far behind her as she went.
 
The glow was faint, not bright enough or full enough, so to speak, to make a burning fire. No, sadly any and all traces of the glow were rather faint, scattered. What was once a fire at some point was now only ashes. However, the fact that these ashes and remains of tinder and wood for the fire meant one thing: Her quarry, or someone else, could be nearby, and the fire was recent. Lysana would need to look around for other clues as to where this other presence had gone.

At that end of the small tunnel, there were some discarded, tattered cloths, and a small stack of wood that seemed to have originally been laying about the cave. Plus also a small fraction of fabric bearing the symbol of the nearby town that Lysana had just come from, a symbol that was used on the flags displayed there. Whether it was a tunic or a shirt, no matter what...someone was here.

Several footprints, besides their own, led back out of the cave, and in the distance upon a look back out of the mouth of it, there were faint traces of a structure nestled in where two mountains seemed to meet farther along the trail.
 
Lysana tilted her head as she relaxed her shoulders. Nothing was in the cave. Now. But someone had been there, certainly. Someone or something had loitered until just before she had come and begun to poke around. Perhaps it was only blind luck they left before her. Or perhaps they knew she was coming. And if they did, then that meant whatever this was had to be more intelligent than she had originally been ready for. Lysana leaned down and picked up a piece of cloth, sniffing to see if she could find any familiar scent before she opened her fingers and let it flutter to the ground. It belonged to someone, certainly. Someone. Perhaps unforunate prey?

She stepped out, walking and watching the ground when her gaze sharpened as she caught sight of footprints. She bit her lip as she turned and walked out of the cave, passing by her mare she patted it again, but kept her eyes on where the footprints led.

That structure...

She walked farther, feeling a sweat drop touch upon her brow as she continued to walk. Her breathing was deep and steady to keep herself calm. Her fingers twitched against her sword once again as she walked with slow and sure steps. She came up to the structure she had just barely managed to see and began to slowly examine it for signs of life.
 
The closer she got to the building nestled into the crevice where the two mountains met, the closer she could see similarly-dimmed lights as the cinders in the cave she'd just come out of. But this time, these lights were single, beaded lights; they weren't grouped or larger, at a distance, than the size of an ant. And then...for some reason...there was something else that was a bit noticeable over the sharp sound of the wind...a song. It was low at first, but the closer she got, the more the song started to grow. It was harmonious, it carried, and it was inescapably fascinating. And it was almost definitely coming from inside the stone structure ahead of the hunter.

There were some stairs leading up towards a solid wooden door, a knocker on the center of the upper door. It seemed it could only be opened up from the inside, for some reason, either that or the knob was probably obscured by the rain as Lysana approached.

And that song was getting stronger...!
 
Lysana lapped at her upper lip, first preparing for the throes of battle as she stepped closer to the structure, yet as a song touched upon her ears, she felt her muscles slowly begin to relax, a near tingle was felt in the back of her head, in her stomach, in her crotch as she began to approach. The song was sweet, unharmful. Why had she thought she would need a sword? Her fingers fell from the hilt and tingled at her side as she continued up to the structure.

Between the cold blast of wind and the shivering rain, she could barely keep away from the promise of warmth the song entailed. Like out of dream, she began to climb the stairs, one step at a time until she came to that door. She lapped at her top lip as she took the knocker on hand.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

She shuddered, leaning in and pressing her forehead against the wood as she shivered. From cold or from the song? Or was it something from within the household? She could not tell.
 
Thump. Thump. Thump. The sound of the knocks at the door were the signal for its occupant inside that some new quarry had come to play. She kept the song going, knowing its full effect wouldn't be possible without her continuing until she was fully inside, waiting for the delicious, soothing smell of her aphrodisiac candles to complete the effect. Her song that was escaping from her lips promised warmth; companionship; freedom to have fun. It invited her inside as the wind slowly blew the door open, the readied succubus on the other side.

Some delicately-veiled cloth covered her chest and lower extremities, the mere sight of her creamy, untouched skin promised beautiful companionship. When she saw the strong, gorgeous warrior on the other side, she smiled lovingly at Lysana, waving her inside, backing up a few steps to hide herself in the dim lights while she waited for the warrior woman to enter.

"Come in...close the door behind you...take off your sword...take off your clothes~"
 
Lysana felt dunbstruck the moment she saw the woman. Her mouth fell open as her eyes drank in every curve that was covered by the creamy unblemished skin. Suddenly she wished to touch her, stroke her and please her. The thoughts themselves did not startle her, but rather how quickly they came on. And how quickly her crotch began to grow moist.

"I was sent..." She mumbled, attempting to think clearly, but the absolutely arousing sent was making it difficult as she clambered in and shut the door behind her, unconsciously unbuckling her sword to let it drop. She would not need it here anyways.

"Signs of... Monster..." She managed to get out as she tried to focus, but her crotch was burning as was her cheeks. Alabaster skin was exposed as she shoved against her shirt, suddenly feeling uncomfortable in it and beginning to show more skin as she pushed it out of the way.

"M'sorry, not feeling well... Ma'am, monster..
" She tried again. But she didn't want the singing to stop for some conversation. Damn decisions.
 
The demonness giggled, grinned and licked over her lips as she watched Lysana begin to take off her clothing almost in front of her. "That's it...close the door, and come here~" she purred playfully, holding up a hand and waving a finger towards herself. The aphrodisiac scent was sweet on the air, and that combined with the song was the bait to lure this beautiful fish further into the chamber. "Come~" The song promised peace, tranquility, and to be in the hands and arms of a grand companion.

It was like an angler fish using its natural light to lure its prey closer so that it could begin to feast, and the feast that Tryha was looking forward to...was some fun in bed. The feast she needed was the sexual energy that she could feel pulsing from Lysana's body, pulsing from her wet loins...she wanted to touch, to taste...to feast.
 
Lysana felt as though she had been trapped in a dance that she had no choice in becoming apart of. She felt her breath catch in her throat as she stepped forward, eyes nearly glazed over with a certain lust as she drank in the nymph before her. Every curve, every lovely bounce of her bountiful bosom, every word that spilled from her plush lips... Without thinking she began to take down her trousers, peeling them slowly down toned legs as she drifted closer to the woman.

She stepped very close, her hands coming to experimentally run over the pale flesh as something in the back of her mind tried to yank her away and remember the business. But at the moment all she could think of was the way her cunt dripped and pulsated with every step closer she took. And all she could think of was pressing her face into those wonderous breast.

"Monster!" She tried again, gasping. Getting back on track was hard. What had she come here for? It was important...
 
"There is no monster~" the sultry creature pressed lovingly as the human trotted slowly almost to arm's reach. "There is only you...and I...and now...you are now...mine~" She reached out her hand sultrily, as if offering herself to Lysana freely, inviting her to take her hand and to take her way into her bed. Speaking of which, she slowly climbed up onto the furniture behind herself, knowing soon the spell would be complete and the hunter would soon become the hunted.

"Come to me, then tonight...you will come to me again...and again...until I choose to be done~" she purred seductively to the other young woman. "Come, lay back, and let me show you the pleasures of the world. Heaven and Hell can both be found on Earth...I can take you to them~"
 
Lysana pressed her lips together, everything seemed to be swimming. Her arousal was becoming even more clear to her as she blindly stepped forward, hands out towards the woman , reaching desperately as it seemed she was the only solution for the everlasting ache in her crotch. She let out a moan without meaning to, and then a gasp as she followed her, crawling up on to the bed.

"Please..." She panted, unsure what she was asking for but knowing the pulsing between her legs was driving her crazy. She laid back, letting the slight muscle beneath her skin ripple as she spread her toned thighs. She shouldn't have been doing this... She felt guilty as she did it. Yet... "I want to know it all! Heaven, Hell, Earth...I want to know it all..."
 
"Good~ Now, relax...clear your mind, only take in what your body feels...and enjoy~"

Ready to begin her own personal feast, the demonness reached down between her legs, her fingers slowly tracing up from the inside of her inner thighs up towards her pussy. Then, her fingers became ruthlessly accurate, slowly tracing over the contours of her lower lips as she pressed her mouth up onto the woman's above. She was her toy, her clay to mold with how she pleased...
 
"Ah!" Lysana moaned as she felt lips touch against her own and fingers trace between her thighs. Her body jerked as she let out a gasping moan, hips rolling against the hands that touched her, desperately wanting more friction as she seized the hair of the woman with her, pressing herself deeper into a kiss while the other hand moved to take one of the woman's hefty breasts into her hands.

"Oh!"she cried our again as she tossed her head back for a moment, letting out sharp gasp. Everything felt so warm and fuzzy, she was not sure what was happening but she liked it.
 
As the two began to passionately make out while Lysana was probed so lovingly below, the demonness knew she had the best possible quarry for the occasion and she was looking forward to taking her new pet to her absolute limits. They stayed like this, making out while her fingers roamed over Lysana's pussy for a bit until the demonness stopped moving her hand and broke off the kiss above. "Spread your legs~" she commanded lovingly before starting to crawl down, taking her own garments off as she went.

Once she was fully barren like her new bedmate, she grinned as her eyes scanned over her quarry's luscious loins. Her tongue ran over her lips and she panted with need, heat starting to build in her own body as she observed the wetness of Lysana's. She lowered herself down, moaning lowly as she began to lick away at her lower lips ravenously.
 
It was as though Lysana knew no better than what was before her. She lightly licked her lips as she watched with great interest as her new lover began to pull the garments away from herself, exposing a beautifully curvaceous and pale body. Perfect skin for Lysana to run her hands over, and as she stared into those deep blue eyes,all she wanted to do was feel this woman on her.

So when she spread her legs and was met with a hot wet tongue on her pussy, she arched her back and let out a cry of pleasure, thrusting her hips against the tongue as her fingers searched to anchor herself somehow. The look on her face was o e of absolute bliss, her nethers had never been wetter, sexual fluid spilled out as she shook with pleasure.

"Oh! Oh yes~"she cried out. "Oh more,please!" Her hips and clit twitched in excitement as she ground herself upwards.
 
The infernal being enjoyed every one of Lysana's cries, her chrips of joy like baby chicks' cries to her ears. An innocent, gorgeous young woman about to be dragged down into the doldrums of long-lasting pleasure as evidenced by the lashing of the wicked one's tongue. Flicks and licks along the length of her lower lips only seemed to strengthen her libido, as was Trysha's goal, moaning lowly with every lick of her loins. The predator had taken in her prey's scent, and tasted of her, and it. Felt. Good.

Not keeping the young human waiting long enough before going for the kill, she used her tongue to gently pry her pussy more open. Then, with the opening she needed, her moans became a little bit louder as she bathed her tongue in her new bedmate's wetness.
 
Lysana's mouth hung open as she pressed he pussy farther into the mouth of her lover, feeling the warmth seem to squirm even deeper into her. Her back arched as she let out a particularly loud moan. Never before had she felt such sensations between her legs. Never before had she become so wet, especially to the point she was in strangers bed with her legs unabashedly spread open for them.

She bent forward letting out a keen as she felt the tongue swipe over a sensitive spot and then she buried her fingers in the dark hair of her lover. Her hips bucked as her pussy shuddered and he body shook with exertion, already all she could think of was the orgasm that was growing closer by the second.
 
Trysha (that was the succubus' name) moaned as she felt her own libido kick in. Tasting the essence of this young, gorgeous stranger was not only replenishing her own magical energies, but she wanted to show her gratitude for her willingness to "volunteer" for this. Her tongue found and began to grind against Lysana's g-spot, attacking passionately without mercy. As she continued to lick at her ravenously, her hands began to travel up to her lower lips as well, gently probing and rubbing at that sensitive skin in order to bring her to the best climax she could give her.

Her moans were already starting to seem like their own symphonic music, and between breaths and moans, Trysha would tell Lysana, "Don't hold back on me~ Let it go...give me everything you have~"
 
Lysana tightened her hold on the black curls that slipped between her fingers as her eyes screwed closed and her lips parted as she let out a long moan, unable to think as the wicked tongue ground nautghily into her. It was an attack against her pussy that should not escape. Nor did she want to. With a gasp and then a strained moan she felt herself coming undone.

"Oh~ Oh my Goooods~" she groaned out, eyes rolling up in pleasure as her hips bucked had against the fingers and tongue and her body shook hard from the intense orgasm that passed through her body.
 
No matter how much she tried to hold herself back, Trysha couldn't help but cry out in a similar manner as she felt the satisfaction of Lysana's sexual energy being drunk into her body like Kool-Aid. Her aura, her essence were so intense...after tonight, it might be fun to try to convince the human into letting her keep her! She had to sustain her, keep the mojo going as much as she could. First things first...

She laid down next to Lysana, moaning lowly as she took in her liquids and swallowed before moving up aside the human's body, kissing her lovingly. "You were amazing~" she purred. "What's your name~?"
 
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