I can hear the front door downstairs open, and it sends a shiver down my spine. Hal's scent has yet to reach me, but the very idea of him entering is enough to send waves of butterflies through my stomach.
"Honey I'm home!" My mom calls out from down below completely unnecessarily. Even if I wasn't expecting her, with my hunting instincts going wild I can hear nearly every noise, and just judging by the pattern of footsteps, I can tell it is my mom. The second set of footsteps however.. I haven't had the time to memorize, but I know it belongs to Hal.
While I've been lying down in my bed nearly incapacitated for the entire time Mom has been out, with the prospect of prey being nearby.. All of my energy flows back into my arms and legs, filling them with an almost feral strength.
Spinning around from my reclined position, I slowly rise into a position almost like a cat getting ready to pounce, waiting for the set of nervous steps to make their way to my room- which they are steadily, but painfully slow.
Without thinking about it, I remove my fluffy sweater in order to allow space for my feathery wings to spread. They do, with a rustle spring out from my back, and I once more shiver out of pleasure from the release.
I can now hear Hal's nervous breathing, and with a smile I realize that he has reached the top of the stairs, and is now outside of my room.
I am almost surprised by my own calm. For the past week I've been on edge and the last few days I've been unable to do anything other than writhe in bed, but now that I'm only moments away from getting what I want.. My breath has slowed down to the point of almost standing still, just like my heart. While the tingles in my stomach and watering mouth is the same as it has been, it is all somehow bearable now.
*Knock, knock, knock* Hal knocks on the door after a short pause, gaining the necessary confidence.
"You can come in." I am nearly shocked by the sound that comes out of my own mouth. Obviously I said what I meant to say, but the way I did.. My voice is quite a bit smoother and lower than it usually is. Not that I mind, it actually felt pretty cool.
He obeys, turning the knob and opening the door slowly.
A stream of light blinds me momentarily as I've been lying in the dark. Since my eyes have such powerful night vision, I don't even notice until the light of the hallway causes me to flinch back.
"S-sorry. I didn't mean to blind you. Are you alright?" It is almost as if we've gone back to day one with his stuttering.. He quickly shuts the door behind himself, which is a bit comical because I know that now he can't see a thing.
Jumping up from my bed and stabilizing myself by spreading my wings, I grab Hal by the collar.
"I will be." While in my current state, I feel like my behavior is completely normal and rational, I know that none of this would have happened had my mind not been completely doused in extreme amounts of hormones.
With one hand firmly grasping his collar, I place my other hand on his lower back, and with a deep breath, I leap and twist backwards, pulling him with me.
My bed creaks loudly at the sudden weight of both of our entire bodies landing on it square in the middle.
With me directly on top of him, Hal's mouth shoots open wide out of surprise. I don't know what I imagined this moment to be like, or rather I can't bring myself to remember, I am proud of the fact that so far I haven't gone completely feral.
Out of a sudden urge for intimacy, I lean in closer, not even ashamed that all I'm wearing is my underwear.
Upon once more taking a deep breath in through my nose, I suddenly fire up into a sitting position as if I'd smelled vinegar.
"Why do you smell like another woman?" My voice comes out as harsh and resolute.
Hal takes a sudden and sharp breath before holding it. "I.. Well.." He seems to be at a loss for words, causing a sensation of displeasure and jealousy to shoot through me.
"You weren't with anyone were you?" My wings stiffen up, and I dig my extended claws into his wrists in a subconscious attempt to vent my frustration.
"No! I swear. Nothing happened." He hesitates once more. "Nothing serious at least."
I hiss displeased at his answer. "So something did happen. Tell me what."
I have a mental tug-of-war between getting to the bottom of this- revolting odor of another female, and the urge to bite him, to take him as mine and question later.
"Just a hug. She ran up and hugged me before I got picked up by your mom.. And once more before that. But it really isn't anything to be worried about."
Hmf. Something about his nervousness doesn't sit right with me, and I get the sense that there really is something going on that I should know about.
A small voice in the back of my head- probably the sensible me, tells me to ignore it and that Hal doesn't technically belong to anyone, but I push that voice aside.
"This is how it's going to be. You are mine. I am going to drink you. Take you. Do whatever I want with you. And you are going to love it. You got that? Is that clear?"
"Y-yes! Got it. Crystal." On his forehead a couple drops of sweat begin to form.
My claws must have drawn some blood, digging into the flesh around his wrists, because another smell other than the awful one I'm getting hung up on, fills my lungs, relaxing my nerves and causing me to grow a little more lenient.
"I am going to devour you now. When we both come to later, you will tell me everything. If any.. bitch ever tries to come after you again.. I swear.." I swear.. I'll..
With every new breath I take, the scent of blood gets to me more and more, overwriting everything else, and sending me back into the clutches of my own and growing lust.
"Beg." I clench my teeth, abruptly shifting my focus. Something about a memory of me deciding not to do anything to Hal without his permission stops me from immediately sinking my teeth into him, but I can't hold back my aggression entirely.
"W-what!?"
"Beg. Beg for me to sink my teeth into you. Beg for me to do whatever I want to you."
I relieve the pressure on his wrist from my right hand, but instead put it on his throat.
"O-Okay!" It may be because of his exposed position, but he frantically submits as quickly as he can. "P-please. Satisfy your hunger with me.. Don't hold back.. I beg you."
"Don't hold back hm?" I grin before biting my lip sensually, leaning in close enough to whisper into his ear. "Then I promise not to.."
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Lupus: Whew.. *Fans himself with a folded paper fan* Things are happening..
Hina: NononoNO! This CAN'T happen! Do something!
Lupus: What do you expect me to do!?
Hina: I don't know!? Just exercise some of your power and force them apart somehow! Make Inesa faint suddenly and have to be rushed to the hospital where a blood transfusion cures her of her life-force drainage!
Lupus: I.. Don't know if that'd work.. I mean.. Hm.. It might be possible?.. But no. Things will play out like they play out.
Hina: But.. Hal..
Lupus: Don't worry, Inesa probably won't crack down on your and Hal's relationship too hard. *Probably*..
Hina: *Pouts*
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The Succubus's Plaything
RomanceUnsuspecting and alone, getting kidnapped and turned into a literal walking snack by a cute girl with pink hair is the last thing anyone would have expected to be at the end of an exhausting day. But that's what happens to Hal. A highschool student...