Succubus

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

He let out a harsh breath, there it was again. The need. It was painful and consuming but there was nothing he could do about it. He tried everything. He'd fucked different women of different species but nothing could satisfy him. Not even a little bit. He'd even at a few points reached an all-time low and tried jerking off. Not even that had worked. So he learned to just endure the pain. If he didn't know any better, he would think that his father was punishing him. But he did know better, that's why he ruled that out.

He'd tried to find out what would cause the random bursts of painful lust, but as soon as he got a lead he would run into a dead end. He'd eventually just given up. There was nothing more to do than go through the pain.

He sighed, running a hand over his face and cursing the erection he was currently sporting. It had been like this for over a millennium. The random waves of lust that he just couldn't find a release for. He had lost many assistants over the years because they would think the hard on was for them and make a move at him. Obviously, it wasn't, so he would send them packing. His current assistant, although amazing at her job, was no different from any of the others. He had overheard her speaking to one of her co-workers just the day before, she was going on about how she was finally going to make her move. She had gone into great detail about what their future would be after they slept together. He was disgusted just by the thought of it.

There was a knock at the door and his assistant entered. Speak of the devil, he thought and internally scoffed at the irony of his statement. "May I help you Stella?" He asked with a deep, clear voice. The woman cleared her voice and shifted around in her spot. "Well?"

"Oh, the intercom isn't working, I'm having one of the IT guys on it immediately, so I've come to inform you your mother is on line one. She says it's urgent. Something about Lucinda?" He sighed and waved Stella off. She quickly scurried out of the room and he answered his phone.

"Mother." He sighed.

"Lucifer! I have been calling your cell phone all day! Why have you not answered?" She screeched over the phone.

"I've had my phone on silent. I've told you not to call while I'm working."

"I don't give a fuck! When I call I expect you to answer."

"Yes, mother."

"Good. Now, as you know tonight is your sister's birthday dinner." His eyes widened as he looked at his calendar. He cursed under his breath. He'd forgotten, again. "I heard that, Lucifer. Of course you forgot your sister's birthday."

"I've been busy; you can't have honestly expected me to remember."

"I did expect you to remember." His mother growled. "So I can expect you haven't gotten her a present?"

"It's fine. I'll just get her one of those crystals she likes."

"The hell you will!"

 "If you haven't noticed mother, I own hell. I decide 'who the hell will'."

 "Lucifer I swear."

"You swear what mother?" He could practically hear her seething on the other side of the phone.

 "You have been giving your sister those crystals for the past eighty years! You bring one of those damned items again, I will have your father deal with you!" He sighed, knowing this was going nowhere.

"Fine, mother, I'll go get her something different this year."

 "You better. It's her two thousand, one hundred and eightieth birthday. She deserves something nice."