It's only your soul... (DigitalSiren x Staine)

[Bunny]

Nessera winged through the darkness, bubbles of dreaming mortals floating through the darkness, illuminating the space just around it. No two were the same, as no two dreams were alike. She had been given her first mission, having finally matured to the point that the other succubus and incubus had finally deemed her ready. In appearance, she was no more than sixteen, if one compared her to a mortal. In reality she had just turned one-hundred and twenty-one. Upon the celebration of her birth, she had been given a singular mission. Pick a mortal, any mortal and enter into a contract. At the end of the contract, his soul would be hers and she would be a full fledged succubus.

Wind created by her wings stirred the flame colored curls away from her face, strong agile beats of the soft leathery appendages propelling her forward. Giggling she circled around a bubble and ducked around another. Lilith told her, when asked how she'd know, that she'd just.. feel it. So far, nothing about the dream bubbles called to her. The only joy she felt as she spirited through the dream realm was the feeling of freedom and exhilaration. To be a real succubus was her only goal. She gave a bright giggle as she shot upwards, bursting through a collection of bubbles she hovered over them, wings flexing before allowing herself to plummet back downwards.

Nessera fell on her back, hair rushing past her face as she streamed downwards, wings closed behind her. Suddenly, she felt a pulse. Wings snapping open she rolled in the air and looked around. Down, in the darkness to her left she could see an unusually dim dream bubble. She felt the pulse again, seemingly from the bubble. Frowning she flew closer. Other bubbles seemed to avoid this one, not that any really touched, but some seemed to linger closer to one another. This one was alone, near the bottom of the realm, flickering dimly. Frowning she reached out and stroked the surface.

Loneliness, despair, need.. Strong but sadder emotions. This wasn't what she had expected. In fact, most said they found their first needing and wanting. Eager, horny.. but generally happy. Not this bubble. Frowning still Nessera pushed her head through. Her head appeared in his real world, floating above his bed where he slept. Squirming through she floated above his bed, ghostly in form. No contract made meant she wasn't corporeal. Even if he woke at that very second he'd likely not see her.

The man asleep below her was handsome, his hair a sandy brown in tone. It fell about his face in haphazard strands. Reaching down, Nessera brushed her fingers along his cheek, pushing an errant strand of hair away from his face. Even in sleep he seemed to wear a frown. His brows drawn together and his lips down turned. Letting herself sink lower she pressed a kiss to his forehead, letting her consciousness melt into him. She fell though his mind until she landed in his current dream. It wasn't what she had expected, from tales from the others. She expected something.. What she found was altogether different.

Darkness. Cold Darkness greeted her. She couldn't see a floor or ceiling. Just him sitting alone facing nothingness. Shaking her head slightly, her heart ached for him. This man, was lonely.. even in his dreams. She blew into the darkness and his dream changed, bending to her will. This part seemed to come naturally to her. She pulled them into a warm cafe, his table near a window. She knew not to push his dream to far too quickly, doing so would cause it to break and snap. Outside the window, snow fell lazily. A warm fire sprung to life somewhere nearby, slowly warming him. A book opened before him, in his arms and a cup of tea slowly formed near his right hand, steam rising from it.

Nessera slowly picked how she wanted to appear. She still kept most of her appearance; the long flame red locks that fell down her back in soft waves. She left it loose. Her horns however, ebony black that curled upwards daintily were gone. Te same with her wings and tail, both soft and velvety in appearance. No, what approached his table was a cute girl. Her big, blue eyes likely the thing that would stand out the most. They were almost lavender in hue with flecks of silver in them. Like stars in a night sky.

She smiled at him, and cleared her throat, drawing her attention towards her. Dressed in a soft pink sweater dress, the knit chunky. It followed her gentle curves but wasn't tight to her form. A scarf wrapped around her neck in a soft white color. It matched the thigh high socks that clung to her legs. She didn't bother with shoes, it was a dream. I meant she didn't have to be realistic. She held a steaming mug of coco in her hands. She smiled at him, shyly, her eyes already about eye level. Nessera was short, even normally. She barely crested five feet. "Hi, could I join you?" Her voice was soft, sweet.. Though it held a tinge of something else that was hard to place. Though if one though long enough, hard enough.. it was lust. Part of her powers blossoming. "I am Nessera" She held out a small hand. Her first job beginning. She flashed him a smile, her canines slightly longer than her other teeth. "But if you like, you could call me Sera?"

 

[Staine]

Owen felt the wave of lust crash down on him again...it was crazy how powerful it was. To try and describe how it felt to be so needy, to have the very edge of orgasm ridden for so long and yet be unable to cross over wasn't nearly enough to get across how it actually felt, the frustration of that release, that ultimate pleasure being so close and constantly on his mind, knowing that only Sera could push him over that edge and that she was more than sadistic enough to deny him just for her own enjoyment anyway...he shivered as she smiled at him, at the sight of her fangs and the cruelty that played on her lips. It wasn't evil, not really, it wasn't the kind of cruelty that made him feel like he wanted to escape, it was something delicious and enticing. Cruelty just because it made her happy to see him suffer. He was hers...he was starting to understand that as he whimpered at her words.

He trembled, pure need coursing through him at just the barest brush of her foot along his shaft. "Please, Sera...you can't, I didn't think it would be this bad, I...I had forgotten!" It was true that his mind seemed to have blocked out just how close to an orgasm he could be without toppling over, how intense that razor's edge felt like for him. "It's too much, I can't...I can't think of anything else, show mercy...let me cum, I...I'll do anything!" That he had no choice but to do anything she said anyway didn't cross his mind, he was too far gone. Her tail wrapped around his length, he hadn't even noticed it forming but he sure as hell felt it, like a lightning rod for pleasure so strong it actually hurt it wrapped around his shaft and squeezed, pouring more of whatever power it was that came from her and made his every nerve ending light up in the sweetest agony. He continued to beg but the words were barely formed, half whispered 'pleases' and 'I'm sorry's' that faded into nothing as he even reached down to try and stroke his cock himself, his hand only adding to the intensity of it as it wrapped around his length and her tail without pushing him over until tears started to roll down his cheeks as he looked up at her, his face streaked with them before long. "I can't...oh god, if you're not going to make me cum then just stop, please...I can't take it anymore, I'm going to explode!!!" He was sobbing, his hands were on the floor now as he struggled to hold himself up and look at her at the same time, babbling and incoherent.

 

[Bunny]

Sera tilted her head as he begged, watching his hand move down to his own shaft, still she held out it wasn't until he began to cry that she lessened the pleasure. Pulling it back in layers, the relief slow coming. She wanted him to really learn this lesson. Teasing her back wouldn't be tolerated normally, if ever. He could.. but she would funish him. It would bring her joy and happiness. Not to mention make her so horny. While she had been teasing him, his little sister was so wet she leaked onto the tiled seat beneath her. She could feel the stickiness of her excitement.

Leaning forward, she brushed her hand against his hair, a soothing touch as she left him with just his own need. Her own power pulled back from him almost entirely. She knew feeding from him now would be sweet, but in a few days? He'd be like candy. She could wait. Her tail uncoiled from his cock and lifted the heart shaped tip of it under his chin. "I do hope you learned toy, that teasing me will have consequences. You may at any time feel free too, but I will make you pay in some fashion." Her hand curled in his hair she lifted his face to hers rough, kissing him hungrily. Her tongue pushing into his mouth, brushing against his own with a needy little moan. Pulling back she gave a happy little sigh. "And you made me all drippy.. And I still haven't orgasmed." Her smile was sweet, her voice equally so, if not a tiny but pouty and accusatory.

She knew the talent of his tongue already, she'd felt it as he had pleasured her. For a moment she debated setting him free. She wouldn't let him cum, but she could let him work some of his need out on her. Her tongue slipped from her mouth as she started down at him, the tip of it touching her upper lip. The idea formed quickly "Pick a number, one from three" The smile that curled across her lips was innocent and playful. One he'd switch to his fingers, two his cock and three would remain with her big brother using his tongue.

 

[Staine]

It would be a lie to say he had never been so horny, the previous night had been like this only more intense, inside her as she teased him, blocked his orgasm through whatever demonic magic she had been using but at the same time she hadn't been as powerful it seemed...not until she took him inside her. Now she appeared to be stronger, the sensations were laced with a pleasurable sensation not unlike an orgasm itself but one that just didn't end or recede, and didn't feel satisfying. It was hard for him to think about while his mind and coherent thoughts fractured and split, losing focus on it all except for the incredible lust and pleasure he was so very close to that was surging through his shaft like captured lightning playing on his nerves. His mouth hung open and he panted as he begged, not really understanding the words he was saying, listening to her as she chuckled and looking up as she watched him like he really was just a curious toy she got to play with. He could smell her arousal, could see it pool even in the shower, he knew how it tasted, how it felt, how just touching his tongue to it would send another, more powerful wave of desire through him like it was a sweet, aphrodisiac toxin. When he finally felt that infernal tail uncoiled and the lust started to fall back...it wasn't gone, his own desires were as strong as they had ever been before he had met her, stronger, like he was some virgin teenager that had just seen his crush naked for the first time, knew she was about to suck his cock...but at least it wasn't the maddening lust he now knew she could incite in him.

He gasped and caught his breath and she sighed, a happy sounding noise that made him look up at her. Tears had clearly streaked his face, he hadn't lifted his hands to wipe them away as they rolled down his cheek to mingle with the droplets from the shower and a few hung back in his eyes. She brought him to tears so easily...and he nodded at her. "Yes, Sera...I understand...b...bad idea to tease you..." It was hard just to talk, if he was capable of thought he would have perhaps laughed, how strange it was to be here on his knees before this young looking girl who was so powerful and commanding, the epitome of dominance while still looking cute, harmless even, if he had been told this could happen to him he would have shook his head and called himself insane. "I still haven't...finished either...please..." He didn't want to push it, he didn't think it would be a good idea, he was starting to understand her game, but he couldn't help asking, he knew he needed an orgasm right now anyway. "Ummm...I...I pick 2..." He didn't know what the numbers meant but judging by current experiences, it would be best to not dilly dally in choosing, so he went with the first number that came to mind, right in the middle while he looked at her hungrily, desperate for a good outcome.

 

[Bunny]

It was cute as he brought up the fact he hadn't finished. A smile on her lips as she let one brow rise slowly at his comment, his words fading away at the look. Her toy was smart. Pushing her for something like that, wouldn't have ended well for him. Just like when he said two she tilted her head to one side. She knew what two was meant to be. At first, she debated cheating.. Making the number be one of the other options, but the crueler option of allowing her toy to fuck her, desperate for a release that would never come? She let out a trembling breath at the image, the frustration.. the likelihood of tears and the utter fucking he'd provide.

Looking down at him, that sweet as sin smile was back, curling along her lips slowly. "Two, are you sure?" She made her voice hold doubt that she didn't feel, No, Sera was excited at what was to come. "Very well big brother" She motioned for him to stand with on flick of her finger, watching as he rose to his feet, a tremble in his legs. Pulling him closer with her tail, her ruby head bent and her lips brushed against the hardened line of his abs, lingering. Like his arm earlier a mark appeared, silvery delicate lilac runes appearing on his skin. Licking at them with her tongue, she nipped at his hip, before her face tipped up to gaze along the strong lines of his body. "Do you know what you picked toy?"

Her smile was still sweet as she licked a wet line from his groin to his belly button, teasing along his skin with the tip of her tongue. "No? No guesses?" She knew that the touch of her tongue, or the way her tail curled along his thigh were likely too distracting, though it din't ruin her enjoyment of her game. Tisking him she pouted playfully. "No fun big brother!" She nipped at him again, harder this time. "You are allowed to fuck me.. Pussy only.. And until I cum." The second of her plan coming as quickly as the first one had. If she let him cum.. she could funish him, a spanking perhaps? She had so loved to spank Virgil... Perhaps Owen would make the same sweet wounds..

Rising to her feet she looked up at him shyly. "How do you want me" Her voice intentionally sweet, innocent and shy.. Her face falling into unsure lines. Sera loved toying with him like this. To know that he would fuck her, hard, while she was so innocent like. Her shoulders dropped and her eyes lowered demurely, as she bit at her lower lip. Her shoulders gave a little wiggle. "Be gentle with me Onii-chan?" using the title she'd learned from hentai.. curious to how he'd react to the sweet, hesitant tone of her voice.

 

[Staine]

That smile. Owen was quickly learning that it meant she was thinking something that he might not like, or rather, that might involve some kind of suffering for him. He had very, very little experience in this but so far she had mostly made him incredibly horny with very little mercy, made him regret teasing her. His whole body felt like it was just one big nerve for her to play with, like he was just a toy for her exactly like she had called him and the fact that he didn't want to run spoke volumes. Maybe she really was right, maybe this had been what he had needed. As if to confirm, she called him toy again as she nipped at his hip and he shivered, pulled closer to her by her tail, standing and looking down at her ruby hair. What could he do but let her have her way with him? Did he want to stop her? He didn't think he did, but he was scared anyway, shaking his head quietly as she asked if he knew what he had picked.

He pouted in return as she said he was no fun, he hadn't a single clue how to answer her though, he didn't want to guess what he had chosen and be wrong unless that came with it's own little 'game' for her to play too, he was already so focused on the waves of lust flowing through him as she teased and tormented him with her tongue. He whimpered as she nipped at him a little harder, gasping, then his eyes went wide as she told him what he could do to her, disbelief in them. Already he was trying to find the catch, it seemed too good to be true. "I can...fuck you? Mistress?" His cock, aching so badly already, leaking pre-cum from the tip, throbbed, bobbing in the air at the very thought and she didn't make it any easier as she used the cute voice and the anime words...he had seen anime before, it wasn't something he often watched but when he had been bored he had, he didn't know what the words meant but it excited him, something about the way she spoke made it so lewd and his mind was already focused on her offer.

"O...on all fours...I want to be behind you...get on your knees for me..." A spark of possible dominance...he wasn't dominant at all, not in the bedroom, though he had been demanding before...it was more lust and desire than anything else, raw animal need that made him speak his mind. "Please, Mistress?" He was already grabbing for her, something about the way she was acting made him think maybe, just maybe he could get away with it as he pushed her down onto her front, her naked rear facing him, perfect, bitable, lickable, fuckable...he didn't hesitate. He didn't want to be gentle, he instead pushed himself into her in one smooth motion, rough and fast as he groaned, his eyes almost rolling back into his head right then and there as the most intense of pleasures started to build in him. "Fuuuuuuuuuk, Sera....oh god yes..."

 

[Bunny]

Sera knew she hadn't even given him a chance to process or answer, but that had been part of the fun. Why let the silly toy answer? Her sadistic streak wasn't just with physical pain. Besides, that pout had been worth it. When he questioned it she gave a small bob of her her head, her large, innocent eyes meeting his own. Just as his little spark of dominance was cute, though, Sera thought it had more to do with his utter desperation to cum, rather any true inklings that way. Own didn't even wait for her to move on her own. Pushing her down to her knees on the tiled bench she'd been sitting on just moments ago.

"Onii-Chan!" Her voice was higher, tinged with a tiny bit of fear. It was fun to play act with her toy... Closing her eyes, knowing what it might look like to be him. Her small form kneeling on the bench, her heart shaped ass.. The tight little hole above the lips of her smooth pussy. Her tail flickering between them in the wet air. She arched her rear up into him, and gave a cry of pleasure and pain as he pushed into without pretext. The full hard length of him buried within her sweet cunt in a single motion. "Big brother!" Her voice still held that fear even as she couldn't help but moan softly.

She let a small wave of pleasure ripple from her, wanting him to really let himself go. She still was unsure if she'd let him cum... The idea dancing in her mind for a moment longer. No. Not this time. Some other time, she'd allow him to slip... And be a naughty boy. There was no need to rush. They'd have all of eternity. A smile on her lips, she wondered what he would do, say.. If she invited on of the triplets to visit. Now that she was in her full power there was little doubt Venkas or Velak would be against fucking her senseless, leaving her poor toy to watch. Tucking the idea away, she pushed back into him some. A soft little whimper leaving her lips. "Please" The word unclear if she mean more or stop.. it would be up to him to figure out which it was, though she didn't expect mercy.. Nor did she want it.

 

[Staine]

Owen didn't know the thoughts going through her head, he had already learned there was no possible way he could predict her anyway, just when he thought she might give in and he would be rewarded she did something else to splinter his mind further. As he had pushed her down onto the bench, her perfect rear facing him, he had been almost drooling, his mouth salivating with the taste of her still on his lips, his rock solid, throbbing, aching cock leaking all the same, overly sensitive with the magic or whatever it was that flowed from her making every touch painfully pleasurable. He wanted her so badly...her pussy, his tongue had just been there, it was so inviting, hot, soaked not just from the shower and tight within, and her ass...he could only dream of it, she had been clear that wasn't for him to take right now but he had always wanted to try anal, and Sera...

He wasted no time pushing himself into her with the deepest groan which became a whimper as he swore literal molten heat soaked into his length. It was like an orgasm in itself but that satisfaction that would push him over the edge just wasn't there, he had never known how to describe it, that feeling when one came but it's loss was so keenly felt that the pleasure of being inside her quickly became desperation. He couldn't hold back, her high pitched, teasing tone spurring him onwards as he started to drive himself into her with a wildness he didn't know he had, would even scare him if he were to watch it back. It wasn't dominance, it was pure need.

"Sera please..." He spoke between thrusts, his breath ragged as all of his energy was focused on ramming himself into her over and over, trying to eke out that last bit of pleasure but no matter how rough and fast he was he just wasn't reaching it, the need wasn't fading either, it was getting worse the longer he was inside her, the more her demonic princess pussy pulled him in, gripped him, quivered around him. She pushed back against him and he heard her say please, her title forgotten as he whimpered and sobbed. "Please, just let me...why can't I...Sera I just want to cum, please let me finish, I can't...can't stop..." Even wearing himself out his hips wouldn't stop, his mind could think of nothing but emptying his seed inside her, that sweet satisfaction she oculd let him have. If his lust hadn't driven him over the edge he would remember that no amount of trying would give him an orgasm until she let him but that had long since been pushed from his head, it wasn't possible to think of such things at the same time as being under her power, like it was torn from his mind, like he was just a toy in truth with no more coherent thoughts other than fucking her until neither could move.

 

[Bunny]

Sera could feel every hard inch what was pushed into her slippery little cunt, all eight of them. Biting her lower, her head fell forward and she moaned low and slow. It seemed that her tightness, her warmth.. did not give him the desired outcome. Oh, the sweet little succubus knew what he had hoped would happen and she could feel it in every desperate thrust of his hips. Her slender form bounced with the force that Owen exerted, trying to find that sweet release and fill her with his cum. It would never come though. However she was nearing that sweet edge herself and Sera didn't hold back on her sounds of pleasure. The sound of the shower and her moans mixed together, filling the tile and glass prison of steam and wetness.

She'd never been fucked like this and a part of her mind wondered what Virgil would be like with the same restrictions. However, she let the thought fall away, Owen filling her thoughts instead. He was after all her toy. Frustration was humped into her backside, need gripped into her sides as he pulled her back into him. His words filled with the sweet sound of tears, music to her ear and the last element needed to send her tumbling off the edge. Her orgasm rippled through her and she could feel the way she milked his cock, the walls of her pussy squeezing along him. It was his name on her lips as she came, gasping. Sera let him keep going for a few minutes, letting another orgasm build and release with the same mind numbing pleasure. "Stop, my sweet toy" The words were thick, the woman before him truly and utterly satisfied.

The words alone should have been enough to get him to stop, and she drew back the tendrils of lust she had woven around him. Though, that would not help with the fact that he was horny and likely to remain so for a long time, even after they exited the shower. Part of it would be what she'd done to him in there. Part who she was, or rather what. And lastly his own desires for her, even if she did nothing to him. "I think I will need to be bathed again, but no need to linger this time.. Then we will go out, I think.."