The Succubus's Plaything

Chapter 50: Tail

Following Hal giving his green light, I lower my body to rest upon his. His warmth feels good on my mostly-bare skin, I get the urge that it would feel even better if he was missing his shirt. But casting my glance at the row of buttons to be undone, first I want to satisfy some of my hunger.

With each breath of his I can feel myself rise, lifted by his expanding lungs.

I bring my lips up to his neck, and I push aside my inner voice telling me not to bite anywhere visible. Screw the rules. I want blood. I need blood. The best blood.

I lick the area I am about to dig into with the tip of my tongue. I don't know why, but it feels like something I should do.

Hal stays utterly silent, but keeps switching between holding his breath and then quietly gasping for it.

With my own saliva clicking as I open my mouth, I place my fangs on the area which I've prepared, and then, with a solid amount of anticipation, I press downward.

The familiar taste of Hal's thick and sweet blood fills my entire mouth, sending shivers down my spin and temporarily satiating my hunger.

The feeling of Hal's life replenishing my own.. This is bliss..

Slowly tearing my teeth from side to side, I pump out a steady flow of blood. For several minutes I don't do anything else but just methodically and rhythmically draining Hal of his life energy.

"How are you feeling?" I pull away slightly to look at his face, where while it could be my imagination, I believe his skin is a shade paler than it normally is.

"Good.." Hal's voice is soft and relaxed, although weaker than normal. He has completely submitted to his fate.

A distant sense of guilt nags at me for basically forcing this to happen. Involuntarily sure, but it is still my fault. Sorry Hal.. I'm going to have to disregard your feelings for a bit longer..

His open wound is still leaking blood, so I lean in to lap it up like a cat.

While human saliva acts as a coagulant, mine is.. A little weird. I am not entirely sure how this happens biologically, but when I'm sucking blood, my saliva acts like a blood-thinner and also lightly pain-relieves, but when I'm not.. Somehow then my saliva is even more coagulant than a human's, so after just half a minute of licks, the blood flow stops.

A sudden shudder runs through my spin and dissipates through my limbs, bringing with it an intense sensitivity and making me acutely aware of the body heat radiating from Hal's chest.

I.. Need more.. The ever-familiar red fills my vision and I can feel my irises tense up into a heart.

From my lower back, just above my panties, a burning sensation begins to form. It isn't unpleasant, if anything it feels like a release, just like when my wings came out.

Immediately I realize what it is though when I feel something leathery brush up against my bare thigh.

My tail is out..

A succubus's tail is supposed to be surprisingly strong for its size, strong enough to almost function as a third arm, but.. That's with enough control. My tail is about as thick as my pinky finger at the middle, but more like my thumb at the base. At its leathery tip, my tail is formed into a thin heart that waves and bends to my every motion.

Since up to this point I haven't seen or felt anything where my tail ought to be, I'd almost assumed I didn't have one, but now I'm actually happy to see it.

Although just like when my wings showed up for the first time, I have no idea how to even find the muscles controlling my tail, and instead it just seems to do whatever it wants in response to my current emotions.

And right now.. My tail chooses to wrap around my own abdomen. I have no idea why, but it does, brushing against Hal's side trying to find my own.

Hal makes a brief, interesting and cute face out of the confusion over feeling something brush against himself. With one hand still wrapped around his wrist, and the other mindlessly undoing his shirt buttons, a third point of contact must have not made sense.

"I'm.. Cold." It's true. With my life energy returning, warming me up, only now do I realize how cold my body temperature has been up until this point. And I now understand why Hal's body has felt so hot.

I mean hot as in the temperature sense.. Although with my hormones going as wild as they are, there is no denying my longing in the other sense as well. Although that is all it is.. Hormones.

My fumbling fingers time and time again mess up on Hal's shirt buttons, causing my impatience to grow.

An impulse shoots through me, and before I get the chance to think my action through, I find that I've suddenly torn right through Hal's shirt, sending all the remaining buttons flying.

"Oh.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to-" The sight of Hal's bare chest and stomach is enough to make me nearly lose myself.

Because of my body knowing that my needs will be met eventually, my animalistic impulses have been kept to a minimum, but my inner succubus demon is beginning to grow impatient.

Knowing what will follow unless I do something quick, I dive forward, somehow ramming my lips into Hal's.

AAAAHHHHHH!?!? What is wrong with me!? I feel almost as if I'm watching my own actions play out from the backseat of my own mind rather than being the one at the wheel.

My tail has unwrapped itself from my abdomen, and has instead begun to cling to Hal's stomach instead, twisting and turning almost like a snake would.

Despite leaving me nearly trembling, my tail pushes itself against Hal tightly, my tip burning from the friction, wandering further and further down.

From embarrassment, I want to shout at myself to stop, to back off, but I can't bring myself to do anything, and instead, the only sound I am able to make is a painfully deep whimper when my tail finally hits the solid edge of his pants.

The fact that my lips are against his, and my tongue is beginning to slip in-between his isn't helping either.

Hal's saliva is a bit different from his blood, obviously, but just like his blood, it contains a small amount of his life energy, immediately getting me hooked.

I need more..

My tail seems to know exactly what I need though.. Because after a moment of unbearable- although pleasurable burning, it suddenly slips underneath the fabric held in place by his belt.

My eyes shoot wide, and I gasp loudly when I realize what has just happened.

And what is about to happen.. 

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Hina: Really? This is the second chapter that you've devoted to this.. scene. How is it not over yet? I'm not even angry anymore at this point. I just don't want to watch anymore.

Lupus: Sorry.. My bad.. I'm doing my best to wrap this up quickly, but seems like I've underestimated how many words it takes to describe.. Such a scene.

Hina: Will it at least be over after the next chapter?.. Please?

Lupus: I plan for it..

Hina: Not promising?

Lupus: I'll tell you what. I'll round up this scene in the next chapter, even if I need to make it a little longer. In addition to that, I'll invite Valorie over instead of you.

Hina: Much appreciated.

Lupus: It.. Is slightly awkward talking to a mother about.. Her daughter doing things though. But I'll bear with it.

Hina: Can't you invite someone else in that case?

Lupus: Like who? Sara? Maybe in the future, but.. I think we can both agree that she doesn't want to get details about her brother and best friend.. Going at it.. Although I suppose we could have a conversation completely separate from the chapter and about life in general..

Hina: Whatever. You made this mess, deal with it.