Wholesome Succubus (X Reader)

Chapter 3 - Holding

Hey everyone. It's Melina. Hi-ya.

So Relly and I came up with this idea and we both kind of worked on this. Sort of like two artists working on the same piece. I think our styles are the similar.

I won't be making an account. I'm too shy. I hate saying it but I am.

So, enjoy loves. I hope all of like hand holding.

Heads up though, does have a lot of naughty.

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Leah was getting in the shower. She had just gotten back with a client and wasn't exactly pleased. The guy she had conducted her nourish with wasn't a good guy. To society probably says he's fine, but to her he is scum.

She was washing her hair and she looked in the reflection. Looking at her breasts. Not sure if she was pleased or not.

Am I too small? I have so many men say they look great. The girls say it fits my body tone. But him, I know some are aggressive in the bedroom. I know people have kinks. But there comes a point where the sex is over and you're supposed to have something called, I don't know, respect?

Succubus was thinking and replaying what had happened inside of her head. It was in her case normal to have a man in his late 20s have his fantasies. These included hair pulling, certain positions, and smacking. But there were certain acts even a spirit in the pleasure department feel uncomfortable. The man's worst echoed in her brain.

< What kind of sex bitch are you? I mean I guess. I was expecting more. >

Just because someone is a lewd worker doesn't mean they don't have feelings. Leah finished washing up and sat on the toilet drying off. She tied her hair back and was thinking of where to go. Who could consult these feelings? So she started to go through her phone.

Mark? Not at this time of night. He's got a wife.

Bryan? He's working.

Kris? I don't know. If he's drinking I'm out of there.

(FN)? He means well. But he's dense. I don't know how much he would help me.

Lance? Well I'm not opposed to dressing up, I just don't know if I want to be called Kitty or Foxy all night. Unless I convince him or something else. But let's not.

Scrolling through and even going through her emails and Leah wasn't thinking of someone too much that was available. At least not at the moment. But she made a second scroll through.

"You know what? I'm two days early but why not give (FN) a shot." Leah smirked as she took her towel off. "Hmmm. Let's see if he notices me this time. How about no knickers Clarisse the French maid? Oh he better get the hint this time. Or well..." She kind of got the fact that she wasn't seeing his rod because of his behavior. Though she was optimistic. "But maybe a few compliments will do the trick."

At this point she was getting ready. Her maid outfit good to go as it was hanging in the closet, her hair going in twin tails, and a quick makeup art. Because who wouldn't want a redheaded twin tailed maid in their bedroom? Not many.

Leah did a final mirror check. "You sir better have a reaction. This time I might need you as much as you need me." She blew a kiss at the mirror.

Then it was time to get into character. She cleared her throat. "Good evening Master." Leah smirked and snapped her fingers. "Got it."

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Leah appeared through the front door as (FN) was walking from the bathroom in shorts and a t-shirt. She saw him and thought she would give him a warm welcome. "Good evening Master."

"Master?" He looked right to see Leah in the fancy getup. "Woah! Who are you seeing looking like that? You're two days early. And who made the cosplay?" (FN) was easily checking her out. Wasn't hard by any means to do so. She could walk anywhere and turn heads looking like that. 

Okay... Not what I had in mind. But let's keep going. "You can call me Clarisse. I'm your maid to pamper and fulfill your desires. And I do mean fill." She softly bite down on her finger and winked at him. 

"Wow. Got the shoes, the headdress, and everything. Even the heels. What else can't I see?"

"My panties. Because I'm going without." She cooed. 

"I guess the outfit is that comfortable? Wow. Must be nice."

I know he's just dense. But come on Baby, I can almost ricochet bullets off your forehead! What the hell is wrong with you!? She took a breath to stay calm. "Darling? I had a rough day and I wanted to see how you were doing." Leah walked up to him and gave him a hug. "You wouldn't hurt me by any means. If anything you would comfort me. Make feel appreciated."

"So what did this guy do?" He asked as he went to the fridge to get a water. "Need one?"

"Please. I'm quite thirsty." It was yet another hint.

"Well all you got to do is ask." He grabbed another bottle and handed it to her.

"Not what I had in mind..."

"I don't toss drinks. Bad experience with that. So, rough day at work like me? Apologize but I already ate so I was just trying to kick back and relax. Might fall asleep on the couch. If so, I'll be alright. Some sleep before back to the grind. Care to join me? You look like you need a little bit too."

"Sure..." He was right. She was tired, mentally all not there, and just needed some emotional support. Maybe that's why she came there. Not to take his man-meat. Leah ended up sitting on the couch next to him. Leaning into his shoulder as she rested her eyes. Taking his hand and holding it as he kicked back to a movie.

(FN) looked over at her. It was dark out, she had a rough day, and now sleeping in his arms. Seeing his arm being held and he wasn't getting it back unless she let go or woke up. But he smiled. This lewd behavior. But I better get her a blanket if she is going to crash here. She said she had no underwear on. That's going to get cold since I'm trying to keep the temp down. But all is well. Hopefully she gets the fulfillment she needs. Because I have to go to work. 

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Just too dense my guy.

-Melina