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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[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.