Intimate Friends

One

He was older than she'd thought he would be, and yet no less handsome than anyone else she'd met. Amira would soon find out that this man was over 20, in fact being 22 which put a four-year gap between him and the barely 18-year old girl. The man introduced himself as Dakota, new to Montreal but not to Canada. He was from Toronto and not surprisingly attracted to the petite beauty. They met online about a month before and she persuaded him with sweet words and promises of time well spent together and naturally, the man sought her out. He paid for a room at the Comfort Inn for the entire week he'd be there, planning to spend the majority of that enjoying the girl's body in ways he was sure she couldn't imagine. Amira received the details which instructed her to be waiting in room 403 and she did just that, sitting with Sadie to pass the time. The small cat padded around the bed while she ordered room service and charged it to his card, chuckling when she ordered a massage to be delivered in the morning.

"How exactly did you get him here again, Cinth?" he asked with a genuine curiosity, surprised she was excelling in her skills at such a young age. Amira smirked and laid out on the plush mattress with all the grace of a feline.

"How? I used my charmspeak, you know this."

"Yet he hasn't heard your voice...do you know how long it takes the average succubus to master charmspeak without actually using her voice?"

"Very long, but to be fair I'm no one's 'average' anything."

"...you're not wrong there."

Before Amira could respond she felt rather than heard her date coming towards the door. With that Sadie made himself hidden and the girl adjusted the burgundy teddy she wore before standing in the middle of the room, placing an innocent expression on her face. Dakota came into the room and was pleasantly surprised to find his sweet girl in a very sexy number waiting for him rather shyly. If only he knew how this night would end...

Two hours later, Dakota was wrapped in a tightness he admittedly hadn't felt in what seemed like ages, Amira's moans like music to his ears as he slipped in and out of her with a steady pace. Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly and her legs wrapped around his waist, their bodies moving in tandem to each other as he enjoyed every inch of her body trembling in pleasure under his...or so he thought.

Amira, meanwhile, was sitting on the edge of the bed in her pajama set, enjoying a plate of food that was brought to her as she fed in two very different but important ways. Dakota was actually trapped in a beautiful illusion that the girl spoke over him, his continued arousal making his body grow weaker with each moment. Little did she know, she would soon have a visitor in her plush little room.

"Well hello there, mon petit. Don't you look comfy..."

Amira choked slightly on her food and Sadie, who was lounging in her lap, quite literally hit the ceiling at the sudden appearance of the male. Upon seeing who it was the girl rolled her eyes for a moment before finally speaking to him.

"How the hell did you find me, X?! Literally no one knows I'm even in Montreal still, and yet here you are."

"Besides the fact that we're what humans would call eh...soulmates?"

"WE ARE NOT SOULMATES DAMMIT!!"

This was the time that Sadie decided to chime in, as usual, from above. "Well...you two are bonded so...bondmates?"

"Thank you! See, Sadie gets it."

Amira took a breath so that she wouldn't lose her concentration on her spell before standing and walking away from the towering incubus that was smirking down at her. She went out onto the balcony with a huff as she looked out at the downtown skyline in the setting sunlight. Her bondmate followed her quietly, coming up behind her and looping his arms around her shoulders as his head came to rest softly on top of hers.

"Xavier...why are you here?"

"You know why just as well as I do Mimi, even if you're better at playing as if you don't."

She sighed and closed her eyes, still keeping Dakota asleep in the other room as the wall-like young man behind her huffed.

"How long are we gonna do this? Honestly, I don't understand what about me disgusts you so damn much..."

"You don't disgust me, X. I just don't know how to do...this. You know as well as I do that most bondmates are unheard of these days. Besides that, it's already hard enough being a demon in this world so you know mated demons would only scare people into a frenzy.."

Xavier leaned his head down and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck only to plant a soft kiss there before speaking once more. "How about this: we take this thing one day at a time, starting today, and see where it goes. If people get scared of us, oh fucking well. The only person I truly care about in that regard is you, mon petit. So does that sound fair?"

Amira thought for a short moment but nodded, ignoring the ball of nerves in the pit of her stomach. Just when Xavier went to speak again, the girl turned to him with a devilish glint in her eyes that he knew all too well and posed a question. "Wanna help me finish this guy in the hotel off? I've seen his desires, it's on the list."

He rolled his eyes but leaned down and kissed her nose with a soft chuckle. "Heh...only if I get to enjoy you while we feed from him, poor man that he is."

This time it was Amira's turn to roll her eyes. "Poor man? He preyed on and manipulated a young girl, I have no sympathy for him."

"You're not wrong...except he only thinks he manipulated you, tiny minx. He certainly seems to have more than enough energy to spare since he's still alive, though..."

"Hm? Oh I'm not feeding off him now! I put him to sleep after we came out here. I'd say it's time to wake him for the real party though, oui?"

"I can't help but to concur, my lady. After you..."

Dakota was found the next morning looking as if he'd been starved...but two demons were off feeling full.