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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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.

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The seething lust inside Ishida made Sukiko whimper as it flowed into her, merging with her own and filling her full to bursting with sexual need. She squirmed and writhed wantonly atop him as she rode his erection hard and fast, keeping her inner walls clenched tightly around his hard, throbbing length. She was surprised and more than a little frustrated by his endurance, although the later emotion was only the result of her desperate need. Normally she very much approved of a lover who could hold out for so long, even when in the thrall of her curse, but she was too desperate, too needy to appreciate it just then. All she could focus on was getting Ishida off, and she used every tool at her disposal to do so, rocking her his against his, rubbing her breasts against his chest, and kissing him with all the considerable skill of an experienced Courtesan.

[OOC: No problem!]

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Whatever endurance or self-restraint Ishida had, Sukiko was making quick work of it. The overwhelming pleasure he had given her was being returned in kind, and as more and more of his restraint frayed, less and less outside of the two of them seemed to matter, everything constricting, all of his focus concentrating on this one place, this one time, and the two of them. There was no one else, no past, no future to contemplate, only the moment and the pleasure they were sharing, giving and taking from each other.

Soon, as he took her rough and fast-- with her riding him just as fast, just has hard-- he could feel that unmistakable swell of heat, a low groan echoing in his throat as it slowly but steadily rose higher and higher, release inching closer and closer with each rapid thrust. It was past the point of inevitability, and, as he moaned to her a single word, "Close--" he surrendered himself entirely to the moment as he pressed his lips hard against hers.

His body drew taut as the pleasure crescendoed, the heat blazing hotter and hotter, higher and higher until it was all but unbearable-- and then his eyes widened, and he was lost in the release, lost in her as the white-hot pleasure engulfed him his whole body taken by the climax, the thick, hot, sticky load pouring into her with each thrust, each pulse of his cock deep in her womanhood.

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That one word was the most wonderful thing she'd heard since waking, and it drove the Succubus to ride Ishida more frantically than ever. She made an urgent little noise when he kissed her hard and she felt his body tensed beneath hers, driving her crazy with anticipation. After a few more agonizing seconds Sukiko felt Ishida's member throb powerfully inside her and splash her sensitive inner walls with his seed. She broke the kiss a moment later and screamed out her ecstasy as she peaked as well, the blissful release she had been so desperately craving crashing over her in breathtaking waves of pleasure.

Sukiko's eyes fell tightly closed as she tipped her head backwards and moaned wantonly. She arched her back as she glued her hips to Ishida's, making her enormous breasts stand out prominently as she took him into her as deeply as possible. Her sex rippled and clenched around his throbbing cock, adding to their shared pleasure, and her wings shivered delicately in time with Ishida's ejaculations. Sukiko took all he had to give her and more, milking him for every last drop of semen, only relaxing her inner muscles when he was well and truly spent. She then collapsed bonelessly against Ishida, resting her body against his and tucking her head beneath his chin to nuzzle his neck affectionately.

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The climax didn't so much wash over him as crash into him with the dizzying, up-ending force of a hurricane, sweeping away all sense of time or self. He couldn't have said how long it lasted; he couldn't even have said what his own name was, only hers as it repeated over and over in his mind, ears filled with the sound of her ecstasy. But even as he lost himself utterly in the moment, one thing burned itself into him with unshakable certainty: the sheer intensity of the climax-- which likely only heightened hers due to her empathy.

Truthfully, she had drawn out the climax as long as it could have been drawn out, though he was too dazed to realize it-- and when he was finally spent, every drop taken, he was left flushed, dizzied, but enveloped in the pleasant buzz of afterglow, his arms slipping around Sukiko and holding the succubus to him. Wordlessly, more on instinct than thought, he brushed his lips across her temple and the base of one of her horns in a small gesture of affection.

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With Ishida's post-orgasmic languor mingling with her own Sukiko was feeling very mellow, and she hummed softly and snuggled into his embrace as he kissed her horn. Having harvested such a lovely amount of semen the demonic part of Sukiko expected to drift off to sleep once more, but though she felt calm and stated she had no sense of her personality being separated from Sukiko's. It wasn't until she'd laid in Ishida's arms for several minutes, listening to the sound of the now open Library door swinging slowly back and forth, that the Succubus realized that she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

Delighted by this turn of events and even a little aroused by the thought that she would get to play some more, Sukiko leaned back to flash a pretty smile at Ishida. The effect was slightly sinister thanks to the presence of her tiny fangs, but there was no malice in her infernally beautiful face, and her inky black eyes danced with pleasure as she trailed a finger down Ishida's chest. "It seems my slumber has been postponed, and I intend to make the most of what time I have left." Sukiko licked her lips suggestively as her finger moved ever lower. "Would you be interested in helping me do so Ishida? Since The Hotel has chosen to release us we could do so someplace more intimate if you'd like..."

[OOC: I would have tagged you back yesterday but I had a notif fail. :P ]

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Remembering how the demonic aspect had retreated from Sukiko's form so quickly before, there was a dim sense of surprise that the experience, even more intense than their first encounter, was insufficient to sate her demonic side. Still, the young man was hardly displeased by the notion that he had a little longer to spend with her like this-- though he was no longer at full mast, he hadn't entirely softened, either, after the climax had ebbed, and with her teasing touch and smouldering gaze as her tongue played over her lips, he could already feel himself rise to half-mast, with little doubt in his mind that she'd soon coax him to full.

"I can't think of anything I'd rather be doing," he answered honestly, a smile playing across his flushed expression as he leaned in to brush his lips over hers. "Whichever is closer-- your room or mine-- unless you'd have something else in mind...?" With Sukiko leading the way, there really was little that Ishida was likely to object to.

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Sukiko's smile widened and her wings beat softly at Ishida's acceptance of her offer. That fact that she could detect nothing but enthusiasm coming from him made her very happy, as did the partial erection she could feel resting against her thigh. There was little the Succubus enjoyed more than a willing partner with a short recovery time. As such she couldn't help but hum happily as Ishida kissed her, nor could she resist reaching down to stroke his semi-erect member.

"Let us retire to my room then," she purred as she slipped off Ishida's lap. She let her fingertips trailing lovingly along his cock as she stood up, deliberately trying to coax it into greater hardness. "I think it only fair, since we last had sex in your room last time. Besides, I think you'd look quite delicious tied to my bed..." Laughing musically, the beautiful demon took Ishida's hand and began to tug him towards the Library door, apparently oblivious to the fact that their clothes were still lying in a pile on the floor.