Prestige

[bitter_brother]

Amy wasn't happy at all that I was leaving the hotel room in the middle of the day. She said she'd been feeling kind of nauseous since Jezebel left. Nervous. Worried that Jezebel was going to accidentally kill someone while cavorting around town. Plus, before I went to the lobby to call the Wolfram & Hart lady, Amy and I were kind of... at each

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[da_lilah]

"Are you going to kill her?"

He pulled my hand over onto his erection. This one didn't waste any time, and I was sure he'd be the sort who was all eager to get out of the starting gate. I could probably teach him a thing or two about how to last the distance. If I felt so inclined.

"No, not right away. We'll probably turn her over to the Research and Development division. Study her, learn more about her powers and how to wield them safely." I replied, and then sucked in a breath when his tongue made its way along the hollow of my throat. I rubbed my fingers gently but firmly along his hardened shaft, already there was a dampness coming through the fabric.

"And, are you going to be my supervisor? Because I sure the fuck wouldn't mind working under you."

I gave Tucker a wicked grin and widened my thighs slightly, inviting him to move his hand even further up my leg. I leaned over and sucked and nipped at the base of his throat before tilting my head to whisper in his ear.

"Really? You seem the type to like it on top. But if you want me to be your 'handler', I'm sure I could pull some strings, amongst other things."
I tightened my hand around the bulge in his pants briefly, enough to illicit a gasp from him. Then I pulled my hand away and stood up, moving a few paces back and proceeded to take off my jacket, blouse and skirt. My eyes never left his, and he seemed to enjoy the show. I took my time, leaving the skirt till last, unzipping it, and slowly pushing it down over the curve of my hips and letting it drop to the floor. Soon I was clad in just my lacey pearl-colored bra and panties, garter belt, stockings and heels. I moved closer again, my stiletto's clicking against the tiles, until I was standing right in front of him.

I tugged on the front of Tucker's shirt so that he was standing upright, and pulled him towards me for a rough and hungry kiss. I wanted to taste him, see how much he'd fight me for dominance. Then I brought up one hand to tangle in the hair at the nape of Tucker's neck, and the other came down to squeeze and cup his ass. I pressed up against his body, my breasts brushing against his chest and hips grinding into his. His hands were certainly getting acquainted with my body and I gave a little moan when his tongue pushed into my mouth, probing me.

When we pulled apart for a breather, I pushed Tucker down onto the cool tiles and straddled his hips, tugging at his t-shirt and pulling it over his head. I leaned down to kiss his bare chest, and tease his at nipples with my tongue until they became hard and erect. Just like another part of him which I was going to get to real soon.

I smiled down at him, raking my nails lightly across his torso.

"Am I going to fast for you?" I asked, shifting my weight slightly so that I kept up the friction on his lower half.

Then the buzz from my cellphone interrupted and I sighed and reached for it. Should have turned the damn thing off.

"Kore? Not now I'm a little busy...." I continued to run my hands over Tucker's chest, and graze my fingertips over his nipples. "Oh? This is the Amy you told me about earlier?" I stopped what I was doing and glanced down at Tucker, my eyes narrowed for a moment. "Okay, I'll call her and take care of it."

I hung up and sat there, not particularly pleased that Tucker had withheld the fact that Amy Madison was also bound to the succubus and was apparently his girlfriend. "So...Amy..." I prompted with a raised eyebrow and cold look.

[bitter_brother]

Goddamn it. So busted. It could have been worse, though. It could have been Amy calling. Although my head had been lifted to continue looking at Lilah Morgan's ridiculously well-kept up body, I sighed and lowered it back down to the tile.

"Yeah, what about her?" I grunted, trying to pull her underwear down her hips. She brushed my hand off lightly and I let her.

I only lay there for a second before I put my hands back at her waist and pulled Lilah forward on my hips. Closing my eyes, I groaned, "I was getting to that. Her. I was getting to her."

She looked down at me disapprovingly and crossed her arms across her chest. Which was a drag, because I wasn't done looking. That strip-tease was way hotter than I could have guessed. I'd never met a girl who was that comfortable with her body... or if I had, I definitely hadn't seen any in their underwear.

"I'm surprised you didn't mention her from the start. Don't you want me to help her too?" Lilah said, raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah, I mean, of course. It wasn't Amy's idea, anyway... she's totally innocent in this," I said, quickly. Probably too quick. I began to resign myself to the fact that there was no way she'd get it on with me, now that she knew I was someone's boyfriend. And I was a very BAD boyfriend. Someone else's very, very naughty boyfriend. Aha. Taking another tactic, I grinned at her, "She's very innocent in general. Or, at least, she was."

Was that a wicked gleam that I saw in her eye? I think it was. She uncrossed her arms and bent over me, so her bra and its contents were hovering in my line of vision. "And you've been merrily corrupting her have you?"

I brought my head up as far as I could, still grinning. Taking the lacy edge of her bra in my teeth, I moved it away from her skin, still pulling her against my lap. When I let go, I murmured, "I've been doing my best, but I think I have a lot to learn, still."

[da_lilah]

He was trying to deflect my annoyance with a hint that he was a bad seed, it was a nice little manipulation so I played along. After all, what did I really care if he had one girlfriend or a dozen waiting for him in the dorms? Curious though, that he'd chosen one of the other candidates on my list of hopefuls. Things could get interesting with those two, especially if they both had a competitive streak.

"I've been doing my best, but I think I have a lot to learn, still."

I obligingly unhooked the front of my bra, and slipped the slender straps off of my shoulders, flinging the bra away from me before leaning down again, my naked breasts brushing tantalizingly against his bare chest. He tried to lift his head to look, but I grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged it back down to the tiles forcefully.

"Lesson number one then, tiger. Never withhold important information that might just come back and bite you in the ass. Unless of course you like your ass bitten. In which case, just insert some other sensitive body part that you don't want painfully gnawed on, okay?"

I kissed him hard again, before he could answer, rocking my hips against his erection. That friction had to be getting a little on the unbearable side. Part of me wanted to let him suffer a bit longer, but I was really starting to enjoy breaking him in. I pulled back, letting go of his hair.

"If you're gonna work under me, you'd better be a fast learner." I commented, a sly grin playing on my face.

I stood up long enough to slip my panties off, and then crouched over him, unlacing first one sneaker and then the other as he watched me. Then when I was done with that I unbuttoned his jeans, and tugged them off, along with his underpants. When his cock finally sprang free, I nodded approvingly.

"Not bad." I murmured, reaching down to caress it a few times, and test its hardness. Then I straddled him again and guided his shaft inside me. I didn't rush, I took my time easing onto him, and kept my watchful eye on his expression. Didn't want to let him skate over the edge too quickly. I let out a pleased sigh when finally he was all the way in, and gently began to roll my hips back and forth, grinding into him. I grabbed on of his hands and brought it up to my breast, encouraging him to fondle me as I moved rhythmically on top of him.

"Not bad at all." I breathed, looking down on Tucker with a heated gaze. Felt pretty damn good, actually. I let this build for a while, slowing down whenever I thought Tucker was about to lose it, stretching everything out until both of us were panting heavily and a thin sheen of slick sweat was covering our skin as we moved together.

Then I reached for the phone and dialed the number that Kore had given me. I arched my back and gave a gasp of pleasure when Tucker thrust into me a little harder than before.

"Hello?... Is that Amy Madison?" I tried to keep my tone business-like and not too breathy. "Hi...Kore said you needed to talk to someone from Wolfram and Hart? My name's Lilah. How can I help you?" I gave Tucker an evil grin, continuing to ride him as I spoke to his girlfriend.

[bitter_brother]

So, the lesson began with being cockteased *and* reprimanded at the same time. When Lilah grabbed my hair and smacked the back of my head against the tiles, it was both totally painful and blissfully hot. I watched her as she did it. She was doing it with intent to hurt me, not to be cute or coy; I have to admit that it not only DIDN'T make me regret witholding information, but it got me even more hot.

She was smothering me, her tits against my chest and her mouth crushed against me and I just felt -- what? Overwhelmed? But, at the same time, like I had to race to completion. Urgent. Do not pass go. Now now now. No... wait. The energy from whatever Jezebel had done earlier was still washing through my system and that, coupled with Lilah's aggressiveness, was making me feel heady and turned on in ways I hadn't ever been before.

So, by the time she'd taken the last scraps of her clothes off and then removed mine, I was almost panting with anticipation. And then, I saw stars, for real. Without even mentioning a condom or hesitating for one second, she stradded me and slowly worked herself onto my cock.

If older (sorry, mature) women are supposed to be uh, 'different' than girls my age, I couldn't tell how. She was hot and wet around me, moving her hips expertly. She knew where to go and how to move. As soon as she'd build me up to a point where I thought that I wasn't going to be able to hang on, she'd pause and direct my energy somewhere else. Sex with Jezebel was crazy -- she was a creature designed to get men off and manipulate their energy. As far as I knew, Lilah was 100% human... but this was totally insane. If I'd known that --

Wait, what was she doing? She was calling someone? She was dialing before I processed what was she was trying to do. She was still writhing on top of me, but now she was calling someone... that was fucked up. I held her hips and bucked into her firmly as retaliation. She responded with a gasp, but didn't hang up. I was about to do it again, or flip her on her fucking back, maybe, but I stopped short when she asked for ...Amy Madison. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried not to blow it right then and there out of pure shock.

Jesus fucking Christ on one motherfucking crutch, she was pure evil. Lilah was looking me in the eye, smiling a really creepy, really sexy sideways smile, slowly lifting herself on and off of me. All the while, chatting amicably with a girl who would probably take my head off if she knew what was happening.

But good god, it was just about the sexiest thing that had happened in my life. And that's saying a lot, coming from a guy who spent the previous night in various origami-like poses with his hot girlfriend and a creature summoned for sex.

[witch_amy]

After I got off the phone with Kore, Tucker headed off to who knows where, with all the vagueness of a Nostradamus prophecy. I didn’t even really have time to protest before he was gone and out the door, really. Once alone in the room by myself, my mind kept running over everything that had happened in the past few days and come to this. And just being really kind of glad we know had someone lined up to help us. After a while, I ended up drifting off, only to have my sleep interrupted by that now familiar feeling of power mixed with desire and knew it could only be one thing. /She must be draining someone else./ One of the most horrible thoughts I’d had all day hit me and I hoped to Goddess that she hadn’t gotten her hands on Tucker again. Cause if that was the case: I was going to kill the both of them next time I saw them. After a moment, the sensations got stronger and took over. For a while I just lay back on the bed, panting and as much as I hated to admit it, enjoying the power boost I was getting. Then something shifted. I couldn’t hold back the pained yelp when the sensations suddenly changed. This was harsh, sickening. I staggered off the bed, intent on heading to the bathroom as I thought my stomach was about to do a nice inside out trick, and ended up folding myself on the floor against the side of the bed, breath coming in slightly panicked heaves. This was not right. This was very not right. This was nothing even remotely resembling the definition of right. The whole thing was over fairly quickly and I was left with this somewhat nauseated feeling, accompanied by a lingering….arousal. And wow, that is a combination I never would have been twisted enough to come up with on my own.

I rested my head against the side of the bed, trying to calm myself down. /Where the hell are you, Tucker?!/

Just about the time I finally settled down, it started again. Not quite the same this time, but generally. I could tell it was that sexual feedback from the link. /Someone’s a busy girl, now aren’t they?/ This one was going slower, a lot slower. It was still all lust and no power yet. For some reason, she seemed to be taking her time with this one, the other had been hurried, random, almost. Not this one. But damn, it was- I took another deep breath, trying to clear my head when I heard the chirpy ring of my cell phone, not recognizing the number. Cautiously, I answered. Under other circumstances I might not have answered at all, but Kore did say someone would be calling me…

"Hello?... Is that Amy Madison?"

“Yes, it- it is,” I answered, doing my best to sound calm.

"Hi...Kore said you needed to talk to someone from Wolfram and Hart? My name's Lilah. How can I help you?"

“Well, I had kind of helped Kore out with something of a magical nature a while back, so I figured you guys deal with stuff like that.” Pausing, I took a deep breath. Another twinge of feedback hit me and I barely bit back a gasp. So not a good thing to stick into the dialogue right now. Might as well just go ahead and out with it. Assuming she was Kore’s boss and had already heard from her, Lilah Morgan probably knew a lot about what was going on as it was, and like hemming and hawing around was going to do me any good at this point anyway.

“And I kind of need help. With something of a kind of sucubussy nature.” /Ok, could I possibly sound more like an idiot there?/ “Sorry. An actual succubus, really. Long story short, she’s out of control. Options are kind of running out really quickly here. Or not presenting themselves at all, to be truthful.”

[da_lilah]

When Tucker realised who I was calling, I could have sworn he almost lost it right then and there. But good for him, he exerted some control, and managed to keep going. He was learning. I wasn't done with pushing his buttons yet though, not by a country mile.

“Well, I had kind of helped Kore out with something of a magical nature a while back, so I figured you guys deal with stuff like that.”

I heard Amy gasp out loud, and realised that she was either still feeling the effects of the succubus, or...

My smile grew even wider. That was just...awesome.

“And I kind of need help. With something of a kind of sucubussy nature. Sorry. An actual succubus, really. Long story short, she’s out of control. Options are kind of running out really quickly here. Or not presenting themselves at all, to be truthful.”

"It's alright Amy, I've been apprised of the situation, and we're going to send out a retrieval squad. And I've called in a shaman to break the connection. All you have to do is follow my instructions." I rattled off how to get to the hotel, yadda yadda. All the while I was moving on top of Tucker, and and bringing up my free hand to stroke my own breasts, my eyes never leaving his.

"Are you alright? You sound like you are in pain." I asked, putting on an air of concern. "We'll have this sorted out very soon, and you'll be safe, I assure you. In the meantime, there's someone here who wants to speak to you."

I leaned forward, my hand over the mouthpiece, and said very softly to him:

"Say hello to your girlfriend, Tucker."

Then I shoved the phone in his hand and waited to see what would happen. As soon as Tucker started speaking, I stopped screwing him and slid off of his cock. I crawled backwards over his body until my knees were between his legs, his eyes went practically as wide as saucers at that point. He knew what was going to happen next.

I grasped his still stiffened cock and pumped it several times, licked my lips and then took it into my mouth. I swirled my tongue lightly around the head and gently sucked on his cock, not wanting to tip him over too soon. The look on his face was priceless.

I wondered how Amy was faring. Was she feeling everything he was? If so, then sooner or later she would confront him about it. I wasn't too concerned, I could deal with a jealous witch, but the resulting fallout might be fun to watch.