Trapped in the Library + Demonic Possession | Light Aphro (Heavy for Sukiko)

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As she entered the Library the soft sounds of pages turning and people talking in hushed voices washed over Sukiko like a soothing balm. The mellow mix of emotions that flowed from the library's occupants was equally soothing, forming a kind of empathic white noise that allowed her to ease up on her psychic shields and relax mentally as well as

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All of Ishida's touches felt nice, but the long strokes to the top of her wings felt the best, and after a half dozen or so Sukiko was purring throatily as her surprisingly soft wings shivered beneath Ishida's fingers. "I hope you're enjoying that as much as I am," she said as she pushed his shirt off his shoulders. "Because you're going to have to do more of it. Much more." Sukiko then went to work on Ishida's trousers, her fingers moving with even greater rapidity than before. The arousal pouring off the handsome young man was inflaming her own, and her need to get them both naked was becoming rather urgent.

"After you undress me," Sukiko added firmly. "It's not fair if you get to be the only one who's naked." Her tone was playfully teasing, but in truth she was so wet that her panties were soaked with her own juices and as such had become decidedly uncomfortable. Sukiko therefore wanted them off as quickly as possible. That meant that her skirts had to go as well of course, but since she was busy with Ishida's clothing she no attention to spare for them. Her only choices were to wait or to get Ishida to remove them for her, and with her demonic side in control Sukiko was notoriously impatient.

"Start with my skirts," she ordered as she unzipped Ishida's pants, "the corset can wait if necessary." She wanted that garment gone as well of course, but at the moment Sukiko was so horny that anything that wasn't an immediate obstacle to intercourse was of little importance to her.

[OOC: Yup, Reyna was one of the two characters that made the cut. :) There was never any question of retiring her really. She's always been my favorite and her posts usually get a solid number of hits. The other character staying fully active is anotherargeneau. Partly because he's my only male muse and partly because he has a lot of threads in the works. He also got to stay because he's a "vampire" and has some fun powers.]

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It wasn't hard to guess what she responded best to when he heard the sultry rumble from the succubus' throat, and once he had that figured out, he let his hands retreat from her only long enough to get his arms through the sleeves, letting his shirt fall to the floor. She was more aggressive, more commanding than how she normally was, but that surprised Ishida little-- he had hardly expected a sex demoness to be demure or shy. "I wouldn't dream of not doing more," he answered readily, leaning into place a light kiss against the base of one of her horns as his hands slid down over her body, stealing quick caresses over soft, flushed flesh and through the fabric of her corset before reaching her skirt.

His tone matched hers as his trousers joined his shirt on the floor, his hands dancing as they made quick work of her skirt, eager to have her clothes join his, to feel her body, flush against his, nothing between them. "It certainly would be unfair if I was the only one unclad," he answered-- clearly eager for another glimpse of her beauty, unhindered by any clothes. For his part, all that remained were his boxer briefs-- though once her skirt was undone, he was already kneeling. He hooked his fingers at the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her long, supple legs, stealing a kiss to her netherlips as the undergarment pooled about her ankles, tongue flickering out to taste her clit.

[ooc: I'll keep an eye out for her posts, then. ^_^]

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"Mmmm... Good boy... I like the way you touch me..." The sweet little kiss to her horn earned Ishida a smile that would have been charming if not for Sukiko's fangs. If she hadn't been so thoroughly under the influence of her curse the gesture would have earned him a similar one in return, as well as a more gentle and relaxed love-making session, but until her thirst was slackened Sukiko was incapable of such considerations.

She moaned appreciatively as Ishida's hands caressed her body through her clothes, the stimulation both teasing and arousing, working her up even further and making her more eager than ever to shed her restrictive clothing. Thankfully Ishida's hands were as skillful as her own and her skirts were soon gone, leaving her wearing only panties, corset and heels. Shortly after that it was just corset and heels, and Sukiko threaded her fingers through Ishida's hair with a grateful sigh.

"I'm glad you agree," she said in a husky voice. "Clothing can add spice to sex at times," Sukiko paused and laughed softly. "But this is most assuredly not one of those times." The next thing out of Sukiko's mouth was a little gasp of surprise as Ishida's lips pressed against her slick, swollen folds, and she tightened her grip on his hair and groaned out his name when his tongue flicked against her clit.

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Ishida gave a hum of agreement to her words-- with his mouth occupied as it was, he didn't particularly want to pull back long enough to answer just yet... especially when it meant the vibrations from his tongue would tease her clit as his tongue swirled about the sensitive nub.

Eager as he was (a fact difficult to hide, with the way his erection was pressing against his last scrap of clothing), spurred on by a mix of aphrodisiacs, teenage hormones, Sukiko's ministrations, and perhaps a dash of demonic influence from her, with her fingers tangled in his hair, he wasn't in any hurry to rise from his knees until she wanted him to. As he recalled, he had first encountered her in her demonic state, with her going down on him. Though she wasn't asleep now, perhaps it was time for him to return the favor. He certainly hadn't any reason to mind, his tongue dancing, teasing her clit, happy to please as his hands made their way back up her legs, stroking her calves, the backs of her knees, and the inside of her thighs, tracing meandering, aimless patterns against her flesh.

[Remind me, does she have a tail in demonic form, too?]

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The vibrations in her clit sent a shiver of pleasure racing up her spine and made her nipples so hard that little bumps in the stiff fabric of her corset. One hand maintained its grip in Ishida's hair, keeping his face pressed to her sex, while the other stroked his neck and shoulders encouragingly, silently urging him on. It had been a while since someone had pleasured her orally and not the other way around, and Sukiko intended to indulge herself in it for as long as possible.

Ishida's talented tongue was making it hard for her to stand however, and it wasn't long before her legs were quivering under his hands with the effort it took to remained standing. Sukiko moaned softly and dipped her head as her pleasure built, letting her long black hair fall forward to brush Ishida's back and chest, while both hands clung tightly to his shoulders to help keep herself from collapsing onto the floor. Even that was only a stop-gap measure though, and eventually Sukiko was forced to admit defeat.

"Ishida, please..." she whimpered sweetly, pushing on his shoulders to try and make him stop for a moment, "I need to sit down..."

[OOC: Nope, no tail. :) It didn't quite appeal to me so I left it out. Sukiko pretty much looks like this when transformed.]

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Ishida couldn't resist stealing one last flicker of his tongue, humming teasingly, knowing well its effect on Sukiko. He couldn't have asked for a higher compliment than to know he was making a courtesan-- a succubus-- weak in the knees. Still, despite how much he was enjoying himself, he withdrew, tongue playing across his lips as he glanced up at her, pressing a small kiss to her inner thigh.There was no need to look up to see how aroused she was-- he could see so very clearly right now just how aroused she was, but as he glanced up at the swell of her generous breasts, her flushed flesh, well-- he didn't think anyone could have minded the view. Whether she'd let him continue-- he still had a few tricks up his sleeves-- or whether she'd want more than this, and now- well, that was up to her. Either way, he certainly would enjoy himself.

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Sukiko made a strangled little sound and leaned more heavily still on Ishida as his tongue flicked at her clit one last time. She took a shuddering breath and gave him a highly pleased look when he glanced up at her, and she hummed softly at the kiss to her inner thigh. Sukiko then ran her finger teasingly along Ishida's jaw before stepping back and unhooking her corset. She sighed with relief as her voluptuous breasts spilled free from their confines, and she tossed the garment aside before easing herself down into a nearby arm chair.

With her wings flared out behind her and her jet black hair framing her infernally beautiful face Sukiko looked like an underworld queen holding court. The fact that said court consisted of a single young man who was obviously very aroused did little to diminish the effect. Indeed, Sukiko seemed quite pleased with the current situation, and her dark eyes flashed with desire as they eyed Ishida's erection.

"Remove your undergarments," she ordered in a low, sultry voice, "I wish to see you in all your masculine glory." Sukiko's full, red lips then curved up into a wicked little smile as she crooked her finger at Ishida. "Then come over here and resume your oral explorations of my person."

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Ishida's eyes didn't, couldn't tear themselves from Sukiko for even a heartbeat. Even though he had seen her bereft of even a single shred of clothing before, she was no less breath-taking than before to him, her beauty given a wicked, sinful allure by the demonic features that only served to accentuate her sensual form. Each movement, each step, the sway of her hips and the movements of her freed breasts, he drank in the whole of her eagerly, his manhood throbbing, aching with need for release against the confines of his last garment.

He didn't need to be told twice what to do: careful not to fumble, he rose to his feet again and did away with the last of his clothes, his manhood at full mast before her. It took more self-control than he cared to admit to go down on his knees again, seeing her there, ripe for the taking. it would be so easy, so simple to take the pleasure he wanted as badly as she did, especially knowing as well as he did just how wet, how hot, how ready she was for it. But he did, and this time, as his tongue returned to its ministrations, slowly, deliberately swirling about her clit, he slid two fingers inside her folds, easing them in, inch by inch, helping along by her slick arousal.

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Sukiko's hands tightened their grip the arms of the chair, her long nails digging into the plush fabric, at the impressive sight of Ishida's naked cock. It was thick and hard and standing almost vertical, and it was one of the most arousing sights the Succubus had ever seen. She had seen many like it of course, both while sleeping inside Sukiko's mind and during her all-too brief periods of freedom, but this time it was much more erotic to witness, since seemingly all it had taken to inspire such arousal in Ishida was for her to strip naked and let him pleasure her.

"Soon, I promise you," she murmured in response to the need she sensed in her handsome playmate. "I shall not keep you waiting long." She knew that thanks to the curse she couldn't climax until Ishida did, and even then only if she was the one that brought it about, and as such Sukiko was not inclined to drag things out indefinitely. She could stand a little more build up however, even craved it, so indulging in a bit more foreplay before she traded places with Ishida and mounted him sounded like fun.

A delicate shiver traveled up her spine as Ishida's tongue teased at her clit once more, and Sukiko's back arched away from the chair as his fingers slowly worked their way inside her. She had to make an conscious effort to relax her muscles until they were all the way in, wanting to ease their passage as much as possible, but the instant they reached their limit Sukiko clamped down on them and rolled her hips. A soft moan escaped her lips at the exquisite sensation and she threaded her fingers through Ishida's hair once more, cupping his head and gently tugging him closer.

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Ishida, however, was unaware of the stipulation of the succubus' curse, and, eager to please, he was determined to help her find release, no matter how he felt himself ache to hear that sultry promise dripping in her voice. It was all too easy to imagine what it might feel like were it his cock she was tightening around as she rolled her hips, an exquisite, tantalizing torment, and he echoes her moan with one of his own, quieter-- but much more easily felt, given his tongue was brushing over the sensitive nub. He was hardly content to only do that much, though, and as her fingers threaded in his hair and as he leaned into her touch, his fingers started to thrust-- a long, slow, deliberate rhythm, at least at first, but if she paid attention, the succubus might notice his thrusts moving just a little faster with each pass, gradually building up speed as his tongue worked in tandem, flickering his tonguetip against her clit each time his long fingers reached their hilt inside her.

Faster, faster, and maybe his thrusts even became the slightest touch rougher as he focused his attentions, paying close attention to her every reaction-- it was clear he had every intention of pushing her to the precipice of climax-- and beyond, if he could.

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The first thrust of Ishida's fingers coaxed another soft moan out of her, followed by a delicate little whimper as his tongue teased at her clit. If he kept that up the experience promised to be highly stimulating, and Sukiko was not disappointed, her moans growing in volume and intensity as he steadily increased his pace. Once he'd reached a rhythm that was nice and fast and even a little rough Sukiko's moans were echoing off the nearby stacks of book and she was writhing shamelessly in the chair. Had it been possible for her to do so Ishida would have achieved his obvious goal of making her climax, but as expected she eventually hit an invisible wall before reaching that point and could go no further.

With a strangled cry of frustration Sukiko forcibly pushed Ishida away from her. As a Succubus she was stronger than a normal Human woman and many Human men, but she had no wish to hurt Ishida and only used enough strength to ensure that his hands and mouth were no longer stimulating her. "In the chair. Now," she ordered breathlessly, her cheeks flushed and her nipples as hard as stone, as she vacated the chair so that Ishida could take her place.

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Just as she reached her peak, Ishida pulled his trump card from his sleeve-- or at least what normally would have been his trump card. Letting out an unrestrained, wanton moan, setting his tongue vibrating against her clit once more, he simultaneously curled his fingers inside her to stimulate her g-spot, fingers buried to the hilt inside her.

The reaction he got was not the one he expected as he found himself pushed back from her, Sukiko still teetering at the exquisite, excruciating edge of climax.

Despite being confused and disoriented by her reaction, he could hear the frustration, the desperation, the lust in her voice. Though not sure what he had done wrong, there was little question that she wanted this, needed this as badly as he did-- perhaps even more. The only pause was the heartbeat it took Ishida to orient himself, not a single moment of hesitation as he did as Sukiko bid, taking her place in the seat.

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Ishida's compassion towards her touched the Succubus more deeply than she cared to admit, and she even felt a little twinge of guilt in response to his confusion at the abrupt change of pace. Had she been fully Human or fully Demon it would not have been necessary to push him away, but of course he could not know that. Sukiko was feeling too desperate to explain the situation to him fully just at the moment, but she resolved to do so once they had both found release. She did however give Ishida an apologetic look as he sat down in the chair, and she stroked his cheek loving as she climbed into his lap.

"You did nothing wrong my sweet boy," she assured him as she centered herself over his erect cock. "I'll explain it all later, I promise, but right now I need you to focus on your own climax and not mine." With that she sank down onto Ishida with a sound that was a mixture of joy and need. The delicious feel of him filling her up made her whole body shiver, and the instant he was fully seated inside her Sukiko began to move. She raised and lowered her hips in a steady pumping motion, her core contracting around Ishida's manhood with each downward thrust, while her hands braced themselves on his shoulders and her lips captured his in a searing kiss.

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Ishida's confusion only increased at the apologetic look she gave him-- surely he should be the one apologizing, not her, though he still hadn't an inkling what he had done wrong. But though his bemusement did not ebb, with her words or her touch, he was reassured and relieved, leaning into her touch and trusting her.

But as his lips parted to answer, he instead found himself inhaling sharply as her slender fingers wrapped around his length, hips trembling not to arch into the delicious sensation. As he had focused on her before, he hadn't so much as touched himself, making her own attentions that much harder to resist. His confusion returned at her words; focus on his own release? it was rare that he did such a thing-- in fact, he made a conscious effort to avoid it, making it a point to focus on his partner before himself in reciprocal positions. But before he could give the thought voice, she commandeered his voice again-- this time drawing a long, low moan from him as she enveloped him in her wet, tight heat. This time, his resistance crumbled, and with each downward thrust, she was met with an upward thrust of his own, his shaft throbbing each time it was buried to the hilt inside her. Without even pausing to consider it-- he could barely scrounge together a coherent thought as the deluge of pleasure washed over him, setting every nerve in his body ablaze with pleasure-- he matched her rhythm, thrust for thrust. Though his first impulse was to settle his hands on her hips, and his second, her full, supple breasts, instead, an image, a memory flashed through Ishida's mind of how she had reacted when he had stroked her wings, and eagerly, his hands went to work doing just that, stroking and teasing in time with the pulse of their thrusts. When he finally managed to find his voice enough to speak, though, only one word came to his lips, more moaned into her kiss than said or asked; her name. "Sukiko..."

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Sukiko sensed more confusion rolling off Ishida as she started to move atop him, but it was soon swamped by a wave of pleasure so intense that she gasped sharply. She hadn't quite realized just how worked up Ishida was until just then, and because of her empathic abilities she couldn't help but get even more painfully aroused by it than she already was. Knowing that her prey was close to the edge made it easier to bear though, since it meant that her torment would soon be over.

Soft, sensual moans began to spill from Sukiko's lips as Ishida's pelvis rose up to meet hers, pushing his deliciously hard member even deeper inside her with every thrust. Once especially penetrative thrust pressed firmly against her g-spot had her crying out against Ishida's mouth. When he then began to stroke her wings the pleasure became overwhelming, and once again she would have climaxed if physically able to do so. Sukiko couldn't stop herself from whining in frustration as she tightened her inner walls as much as possible, hoping to enhance Ishida's pleasure and force him to orgasm.

At the sound of her name Suiko leaned forward to press her breasts to Ishida's chest and take his face in her hands. "Ishida..." she breathed softly in response, her warm breath ghosting across his cheek. "Come for me. Fill me with your seed." She rested her forehead against Ishida's and gazed at him heatedly. "Please... I need it..." Sukiko then stared quietly at him for a few moments as their hips ground together before kissing him once more, her tongue pushing into his mouth as her tiny fangs dug harmlessly into his lips.

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[ooc: Sorry for the delay!]

As badly as he wanted release, as badly as he needed release, lust seething and coiling inside him, hot and unbearable, untouched as he had been, until now, he wasn't worked to his limits the way Sukiko was-- though with the way she was pleading with him, with her body as much as (even more than) with her words, it wouldn't be long. With each thrust, he pulsed inside her, feeling her clench hungrily around every inch of him, leaving him nearly breathless and dazed with pleasure. A low, wordless groan escaped him as she ground down on him, as he heard the need dripping in her voice, felt it tight and hot around him, her efforts rewarded by the precum beginning to bead at the tip of his cock-- and as he redoubled his efforts, no longer giving her control of the tempo, but taking control. How could she not have climaxed yet, after all this? He didn't know, but he was determined she would. That he would make her. He bothered with no words-- her tongue occupied his, and his actions said all that words could and more as he increased the tempo even more, taking her hard and fast as his fingers danced against her, driving them both closer and closer to that peak of ecstasy.