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"Cambion's Tale" by porkybork


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Hello everyone! I've been working on a storyline series for my TS4 game just as a fun little thing to do on the side as I make more poses and makeovers for the pre-made sims, and I figured the best way to share it on LL is to basically copy what another-user-whom-I-cannot-remember-the-name-of lanmi81 did and show preview images on a few other threads meant for image sharing while showcasing the full story here for anyone who may be interested. I'll also be sharing character info for anyone who would like to know the basics of certain characters.

 

The story is called "Cambion's Tale". It follows an orphaned teen trying to find his true calling in life as his time in boarding school comes closer to ending. But after a few strange – and inappropriate – encounters with the faculty, students, and even one of his closest friends, he realizes that the world has more in store for him than he could ever imagine. Join Sebastián Amorino on his erotic journey through life, love, and the supernatural in this picture book styled story!

 

There is a three-part prologue to set up the backstory for the whole thing, so if you get confused as to why there's no Sebastián anywhere, that's why. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my little story!

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Cambion's Tale

Prologue - Part 1

 

Meet Diego Ramirez, a man whose life would be the center of attention for the entire region.

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Beloved celebutante, Diego's built his career based on three things:

His charisma,

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his looks,

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and his cock.

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Women want to fuck him, men want to be him, and he gets damn near whatever he wants.

He's not just a walking heartthrob, though, he's also more than willing to give back to his community and help the people around him. Every Monday and Wednesday, you can find him in the gym helping people get in shape with his special one-on-one sessions.

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Every weekend he finds time to help people get out of their shell in various night clubs.

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On Friday nights, Diego makes time to connect with his fans at the karaoke bar.

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He also takes time out of his schedule to teach adults who can't swim some basic techniques.

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Of course, him being the super star he is, fans find him in public and ask him for his autograph, maybe a selfie, and... other stuff.

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Needless to say, the man has a pretty busy schedule.

 

But alas, even the sexy and famous have problems from time to time. A recent affliction has left Diego stuck in his home, too tense and embarrassed to leave and seek help.

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Diego has been cursed with a hard-on that refuses to go down.

No matter how many times he jacks off, his cock remains as stiff as an Old Fashioned cocktail.

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10 orgasms later and his former partner-in-crime still hasn't calmed down. Is our dear man whore doomed to walk the Earth with a painfully hard erection for the rest of his days? Is there no one who can offer relief?

 

Maybe there is a way out.

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Maybe from someone with a more otherworldly touch...

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To be continued...

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Cambion's Tale

Prologue - Part 2

 

After hearing the ring of his doorbell, Diego dressed up and headed downstairs to see who it was. He couldn't recognize her at all, but she didn't seem like she would be any trouble. Besides, it wouldn't be the first time some strange woman took it upon herself to visit Diego's home to show some fan appreciation.

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She introduced herself as Lily.

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Lily claimed to be a local witch and sex therapist, and that her powers allowed her to sense Diego's distress.

Lily: The stars tell me that you're having some trouble "settling down", as some would say. This is true, yes?

Diego: Yeah, it's been driving me insane! No matter what – or who – I do, I just can't get it to go down! I didn't really mind it at first, but after 3 hours of being stiff and 20 orgasms, it's just painful at this point.

Lily: Poor man! Would you please remove your pants so I may get a closer look?

Diego: Sure.

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Lily: Hmm, yes, I see. So you say that even after cumming so much, your still as hard as before?

Diego: Yeah, and you holding it isn't really helping.

Lily: Apologies! The evaluation process can be a bit... tense, but it's as necessary a step as all the others.

Diego: If you say so.

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Lily: Tell me, does it feel any different if I stroke it?

Diego: Erm, normally it'd feel good, but after everything else, it just doesn't do anything for me.

Lily: Hmm, I see. Now, what if I were to do this?

 

Lily spoke a few unintelligible words, then it seemed as though the air had shifted. Diego suddenly became more sensitive to the witch's touch.

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Diego: Woah!

Lily: Mm?

Diego: That feels – mmf – incredible.

Lily: Ah, so you feel the power of my magic now?

Diego: Oh yeah, this is the best magic act I've ever seen.

Lily: Ha ha! I'm glad you like it, but this is no mere magic trick. I've casted a spell to increase your sexual pleasure and ejaculation output. That way, the next few orgasms you experience will rid you of your burden.

Diego: Ahn, that's, erm, good to know.

Lily: Mmm, such a marvelous cock. It'd be a shame if I didn't have a little taste before the ritual.

Diego: Huh? What rit–oh!

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Before he could finish his sentence, Lily began to slowly suck his cock. Despite his length and girth, Diego's penis gave the witch no trouble while she sucked it. She kept her lips wrapped around his shaft tight as she took it in and out, swirling her tongue around the tip whenever she pulled away. Spell or not, this woman knew what she was doing.

 

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Diego: Oh fuck! I'm gonna–

Lily: Mmm, not yet. You must save your load for the ritual. Take me to your bed, and I'll pleasure you more than any other woman could.

Diego: Oh, absolutely!

The ritual would be simple: have sex with the witch and cum deep inside her pussy. Neither Diego nor Lily were strangers to such a passionate act, but the magic woman did warn Diego of a slight sense of drowsiness. Diego, of course, was undeterred by that statement.

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They went at it immediately. Lily climbed on top of Diego and rode him slow and steady, making sure to get every last inch inside of her with each bounce. Despite the impressive size of his cock, Diego slid in and out of Lily's pussy with no trouble at all, as if their parts were made for each other.

 

Lily: Hahn, how is it, my dear?

Diego: This is, oh, the best I've ever had!

Lily: Hehe, thank you, I, hah, get that a lot.

 

Every small movement Lily made brought Diego closer to the edge. Soon, he could no longer hold back. With a loud grunt, he drove his cock upward into Lily's hot pussy, shooting his cum deep inside. Lily looked down upon him, her eyes dreamy and filled with elated pride.

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Lily: Ah, Diego, that was such a strong orgasm! I can feel your seed flowing inside me.

 

Although Diego could hear her words, he was having trouble making sense of what she was saying. He was exhausted, and he was having trouble finding any strength to move or even speak. Lily took quick notice of this and chuckled o herself.

 

Lily: Hehe, I guess my magic has taken full affect. I know you have more in you, Diego, so don't quit now. Rise!

 

With nothing but her words, Diego sat up. He found himself unable to do anything beyond what the witch commanded.

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Diego: Wha, how?

Lily: Aw, has it finally sunken in? Hm, I suppose it'd only be fair if I told what was going on. You see, I'm not who I said I was. I'm not a witch, nor am I a sex therapist. I am something much more powerful.

Diego: Uh–uh–wh–who?

Lilith: Shhh, relax, my dear, I'll tell you. My name is Lilith, the Succubus Empress of Gehenna. And you, Diego...

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Lilith: Are going to help me birth a prince. As you can imagine, Gehenna is quite large, and it grows larger with each passing moment. I can't look after all of it by myself, so I must bring forth a few children to help me rule my growing Empire.

Diego: Eh–urg–haah...

Lilith: Don't speak! It'll make the process much easier if you stay silent.

 

With her command, Diego lost his ability to vocalize at all. He could only listen as his captor spoke to him.

 

Lilith: You see, I'm the reason you were having such an embarrassing problem to begin with. I've been watching you for a while now, and I've decided that you would be the perfect candidate for the Fertilization Ritual. My infernal magic combined with your sexual energy? Hehe, I'd be a fool not to have your child. That climax you just experienced was just to get rid of your problem, so I'll have to tease you back into the proper mood.

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Lilith: Hehe, I always have so much fun teasing you mortals. No matter how hard you try to resist, your sex organs always comply. You can never trust a mortal man, they always lie to maintain their dignity, but you can at least get some truth from his most sensitive part. I know you love this.

 

He squirmed, he tried to yell, but nothing could free him from Lilith's grasp. No mortal could resist a succubus's magic. Diego's will was bleeding out of him. Soon, he would just be a husk, an empty shell of what was once a content man with the world at his fingertips.

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Lilith: Mmm, what's wrong, my little toy? You were gushing over my mouth before. Is it too much to take now? Or are you afraid I'll suck out more than just your cum? Too bad! You'll just have to lay there and take it!

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Lilith: Ah! Hahn! We're almost done here, mortal! Just come deep into my womb, and the pains of the world shall leave you forever!

Diego: Mmf! Mmf!

Lilith: Yes! Give into the pleasure! Give me your precious life force! Give me your cum!

Diego: AHH!

 

With a scream of agonizing relief, Diego let go. His cock pumped the last of his life energy into Lilith's womb. Freed at last from his magical bonds, he tried – and failed – to push her off before he fell back onto the bed, dead.

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The Succubus Empress merely laughed at what she had accomplished. With the seed of one of the world's most skilled lovers stored in her womb, it wouldn't be long before she unleashed her infernal spawn into the world.

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Before long, she birthed her newest son, a beautiful baby boy. Such a lovely child deserved a name fit for a god, she thought. So, she named her after one of her favorite legendary beings, Adonis.

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To be concluded in Part 3...

 

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Cambion's Tale

Prologue - Part 3

 

It's been one year since Adonis was born, and he shows no signs of cambion affinity. Sure, he'll throw a tantrum every now and then, and he has the eyes of a demonspawn, but he lacks the infernal aura that radiates from all demons. On all accounts, Adonis was just another toddler.

 

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Lilith took notice.

 

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"I don't get it!" she shouted, "I did everything I could to get this right. Months of planning, weeks of tracking that mortal's habits, and THIS is what comes of it?!"

 

Misty, one of the newer recruits in Lilith's domain, was unfortunate enough to be task with being the Queen of Gehenna's personal assistant. The job required that, among other unsavory things, she does whatever it takes to quell her mistress's anger and keep her in as good a mood as possible. Lilith has a tendency to "terminate" her servants when she's upset, so it was in Misty's best interests to calm her queen down.

 

"All that I did, and I birth a worthless human," Lilith complained.

 

"Perhaps we can give it away to some human family?" suggested Misty. "I'm sure there is not shortage of–"

 

"NO!" shouted Lilith. "I cannot allow one of my failures to roam the world. There's no other solution..."

 

"My queen?"

 

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"I have to destroy him."

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Misty gasped, "What? But, there must be something else we could do! He's only a child and–"

 

"IT is a mistake!" Lilith yelled back. The Succubus Queen looked her assistant over with burning judgement. An uncooperative subordinate had no place in Lilith's empire.

 

"Er, perhaps–"

 

"Perhaps bringing you in was a mistake as well... Have you forgotten your purpose? Your role in my empire?" Lilith's glowered at Misty, "Or would you rather join my failure in the dirt?"

 

If Misty had a heart, it would've been pounding then. Despite her superior's threats, she managed to keep herself composed.

 

"My Queen," Misty said in a calm tone, "I was merely going to suggest that you allow me to dispose of him."

 

Lilith raised an eyebrow at this.

 

"Is that so?" questioned Lilith.

 

"Yes, Mistress," Misty assumed a pleading stance. "If you may, I would like to prove my allegiance to you and Gehenna by destroying him myself. Such a task is beneath someone as majestic and powerful as you. Besides, we wouldn't want to get the chamber's floor dirty, right?"

 

Lilith considered what her assistant told her, and conceded.

 

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"Fine. If you want to get your hands dirty just to prove a point, then be my guest. Just make sure he's dead, or I will subject you to such unimaginable torments that you'll be begging for death."

 

Misty bowed before her Queen and proceeded to pick up the unwanted child.

 

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"Thank you, my Queen. I will not disappoint you."

 

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Lilith sat in her throne before responding.

 

"See to it that you don't."

 

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Misty made sure to take Adonis as far away from civilization as possible. Once she found a spot she deemed safe for what she about to do, she set Adonis onto the ground.

 

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"This was never meant to happen," she lamented, "but the circumstances have made all other options impossible."

 

What happened next is... unclear. Neither Adonis nor Misty was ever seen after that. Lilith suspects that Misty did as she promised and then destroyed herself out of grief, Misty never convinced her superior of any semblance of hardened constitution. Others think that Misty ran off with the boy, though this seems unlikely since they'd be tracked and found by Lilith's bounty hunters very quickly. Though the true fate of both the assistant and the son are unknown.

 

Shortly after the disappearance, Lilith started having visions of an entity with all the traits of a powerful cambion; a strong build, a piercing set of infernal eyes, the marks of the shadows, and a massive cock.

 

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Whether this was a view of what was to come or her mind taunting her with images of what could have been, Lilith made sure to keep an eye on any strange happenings in the world. After all, Gehenna still had an empty throne to fill. 

 

 

If Lilith couldn't birth a new ruler...

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She would train one.

 

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Note: Before anyone asks, no, nothing inappropriate is going to happen to the kids in the above pics or any other underaged characters. Those pictures are just to set up the main characters for the main storyline. They'll only be kids for like one or two more posts then I'll age them up. Speaking of which, the next couple of posts probably won't have as much sexy stuff in it (because they're kids) since it'll mostly just be story stuff and establishing characters. 

 

Anyway, sorry it took so long to post Part 3! Thanks to anyone who's still reading this, I appreciate it.

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Cambion's Tale

Growing Imps - Part 1

 

In a small dorm room on the outskirts of Windenburg lies Sebastián Amorino, a shy boy in the midst of another distressing dream.

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Since his arrival to the Landgraab Estate for Vulnerable Youth (LEVY, for short), he's been having recurring nightmares involving an oddly familiar scene in an unknown place.

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An unfamiliar woman who, despite her beauty, would always whisper the most unusual phrases. Despite her distance, the words she spoke echoed throughout his head like a prisoner shouting from inside their cage.

 

"Boy..." her disembodied voice said, "why won't you let me in?"

 

Sebastián wanted to tell her that her presence made him fear for his life, that he dreaded the night because he knew he would have to face her once more, and that he was powerless to avoid her. But he couldn't. The boy's throat would tighten whenever he tried to so much as whisper under his breath. Dream or not, his fear was real.

 

"Do you hate me?" the voice spoke again. "I promise you, all that I do here is for your own."

 

Sebastián was frozen in place. The walls of whatever godforsaken room they were confined in seemed to close in. Slowly, yes, but the sound of grinding stone made it so painfully obvious. There were doors, no windows, hell, he didn't even know if he was above ground. That didn't matter anyway, Sebastián lost the will to flee long ago.

 

Perhaps it was during the fifteenth variation of his dream. Before, he tried running away, clawing at the walls, he even tried wishing himself into another country. By number fifteen, though, he knew it was pointless. Every attempt at movement made him feel as though there insects gnawing from inside his gut. So he just stayed there, anxiously hanging onto each word the unknown woman said to him.

 

She laughed, "Oh you silly child, it's cute that you think staying still and keeping quiet will make me go away. But, you see..."

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"It doesn't matter what you do or what you don't do. I will get to you."

 

The woman drifted closer to him.

 

"I know everything about you; your desires, your fears, your ambitions, everything. Why, I'd even consider you and I as close friends."

 

She ran her hand through his hair and down the back his head, her long, claw-like nails gently gliding across his skin.

 

"I can give you anything. Anyone. I could see to it that the whole world bends to your will. All you have to do..."

 

Sebastián's skin froze as the stranger cupped his head into her hands.

 

"Is surrender yourself to me."

 

Her grasp tightened.

 

"LET ME IN!"

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Sebastián woke up in a cold sweat, his eyes bulging out of his skull. He sobbed as he tried to calm his breathing. He wondered how much longer he'd have to deal with this, how many sleepless nights would he have to endure. Sebastián wasn't sure how much more he could take. What did that stranger even mean by "let me in?"

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With nothing else to do, the boy simply sat on his bed and cried quietly to himself. The other children were all fast asleep, and no one would take a boy crying about a scary dream seriously. The best Sebastián could hope for was for him to eventually pass out from exhaustion and settle for an unsatisfying prolonged nap.

 

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Sebastián was treated to an earful the following morning by his "friend" and housemate, Nicolas. 

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"Do you know how annoying it is to hear you crying at 2 in the morning?!" said Nicolas, annoyed.

 

"Sorry," replied Sebastián, not actually sorry.

 

"What are you even crying over? Are you just trying to tick me off every night?"

 

"No!" Sebastián raised his tone before lowering it again, "I just, ya know..."

 

"No, I don't know. Spill it!"

 

"I, uh, I keep having... s-scary dreams."

 

Nicolas raised an eyebrow at Sebastián's response, and a wide, wicked grin found itself growing on his smug face.

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"That's it? 'scawy dweams'? God, you're such a girl!" said Nicolas, snorting as he did so.

 

Sebastián's face turned beet red when he heard that. It didn't matter how long Nicolas had been harassing him, those insults still got under his skin.

 

"Yeah, well, at least I'm not," Sebastián struggled to find the perfect retort, "uh, at least I'm not a b-big jerk like you!"

 

"Ooh," mocked Nicolas, "I'm so hurt! Seriously, I can't get over how lame you are."

 

"And I can't get over how much of a piggy you are, Nic."

 

Nicolas and Sebastián looked to the side of the table to see the identity of the sudden teaser. The boys found a girl with blue pigtails and a bored expression on her face.

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"What the hell, Ivy?!" shouted Nicolas.

 

Ivy yawned and replied with, "What? I thought you could take a joke."

 

"Don't call me a pig!"

 

"Why? It's perfect for you." Ivy extended her finger at Nicolas as she began listing various pig traits. "You have a squeaky piggy voice, you snort like a piggy when you laugh, your pudgy like a piggy, and you kinda have a nose like a piggy."

 

Sebastián's face went from being red from angry embarrassment to being red from hysterical laughter. "Yeah, you kinda do look like a piggy, Nicolas."

 

"Shut up!" yelled the angry piggy.

 

Ivy placed her index finger on her chin a looked at her piggy-like friend inquisitively before stating, "actually, Sebastián, even though Nic's small like a piggy, he's not really as cute as a piggy. He is pig-ugly, though."

 

"Screw you guys!" Nicolas yelled as he shot up from his chair before dishing out his own barrage of petty insults.

 

After a long battle of put-downs and overall rudeness, the trio finally simmered down and moved on to more important business. More accurately, Ivy and Sebastián allowed Nicolas to talk them into his latest money-making scheme. Were any of the kids to have a broader vocabulary, one of them would have called it for what it really was: a scam.

 

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"So we're all clear then?" asked Nicolas.

 

"I guess so." said Ivy.

 

"Um, s-sure." stuttered Sebastián.

 

"Right! Then let's head out!" commanded Nicolas.

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After getting dressed and completing each of their morning routines, the three of them met up at a local coffee shop. Nicolas had spent the past couple weeks scoping the place out to see what kind of customers the place attracted. As it turned out, the café he'd been scoping out was quite popular among the wealthier population of not only Windenburg, but the neighboring cities and towns as well. Nicolas was certain that his band of thieves could make a huge profit plundering the participating patrons' purses. 

 

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"You guys ready for this?" checked Nicolas.

 

"A-as ready as I'll e-ever b-be," answered Sebastián. This wasn't his first heist, but considering the risks and the potential payout, Sebastián was as nervous as he was the first time he went out.

 

"Yeah, totally ready," said Ivy. "Can we get out of this friggin' heat already? I'm sweating more than you at the dinner table."

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"You suck!" yelled Nicolas. "Let's just go in, alright?"

 

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Nicolas led his accomplices into the café for their briefing. After choosing their targets, Ivy would walk up to them to serve as a distraction, Nicolas would pickpocket them, and Sebastián would keep a lookout for any cops or security guards.

 

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Their plan was working pretty well at first. Ivy would give the customers a little sob story about living without any parents – which, to be fair, wasn't wrong, it's just that she made it seem like it bothered way more than it did – and Nicolas would swoop in to take whatever cash they had on them. Sebastián, well, he did what he was supposed to. Wasn't exactly hard seeing as to how the café they were at didn't have any security guards, and the cops in the area couldn't be bothered to watch over a bunch of hipsters and screenplay writers.

 

After some time, however, one of the baristas started getting wise to what the three little bandits were doing and called them out on it. Nicolas, the cunning leader he is, decided to take action and do what any other reasonable thief in his position would do, and pinched the barista's ass before saying "na-na-naNA-na!" and ordering the other two to book it outta there.

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Once they were all in the clear, Nicolas showed off their prize and split the take amongst his accomplices. 3/5 went to himself, 1/3 went to Ivy, and 1/15 went to Sebastián.

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"Hey! H-how come I barely get anything?" protested Sebastián.

 

"'Cause you were supposed to look out for anyone trying to stop us and you didn't!" replied Nicolas. "We almost got caught because of you!!"

 

"B-but we would've been caught i-if you hadn't touched that lady's b-b-butt, yo-you-you weirdo!"

 

"That was pretty weird, dude," opined Ivy.

 

"Whatever, spaz. You want a bigger cut, try not to suck so much next time."

 

Sebastián hung his head in shame as Nicolas fanned himself with the money he stole. Ivy made a groundbreaking contribution to the situation by rolling her eyes and calling Nicolas a "fag" for fanning himself with money like "that one weird guy from that one show we were watching at like midnight or whatever the other day."

 

"Do you even know what that means, Ivy?" asked Nicolas, unamused by her comment.

 

"I know that it'll bug you for the rest of the day," Ivy responded, barely answering the question.

 

"Whatever, I'm going back to the dorm."

 

Nicolas put up a half-hearted peace symbol with his moneyless hand and left the rest of his team behind.

 

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With just enough sunlight out to warrant a couple kids staying out of the house, Ivy decided that it would be best to help Sebastián learn how to con people. 

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"Guilt-tripping people out of a few simoleons isn't that hard, dude," said Ivy.

 

"A-are you sure? What if they don't b-believe me?" asked Sebastián.

 

"You'll be fine! You're a kid with a stuttering problem that lives in a glorified orphanage, that should net you enough pity points to get you rich in like a week."

 

"We-well, i-if you s-say so."

 

On the other side of the street, stood a girl wearing a preppy outfit. Ivy took notice and pushed her recent apprentice to use her as his first target.

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"W-wait, Ivy, I-I-I don't know about th-this!"

 

"Ugh, you worry too much! Ya see those clothes? That's a school uniform. Only rich kids can go to schools with uniforms. If you can get her to feel sorry for you, maybe she'll get her dad to throw some serious wads of cash your way."

 

"Oh, uh, then I'll g-give it a try then."

 

"Great! Go get 'em fellow poor kid!"

 

With that, Sebastián awkwardly walked to the school girl, rehearsing his opening lines in his head on the way over. Once in front of her, Sebastián started working his magic. His inept, pitiful magic.

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"Um, eh-he-hey, uh, I, eh, I need y-yo-your help, p-p-pu-please," he started. "I'm-I'm just in n-n-n-need of some mo-m-mon–"

 

"What?" interrupted the girl. "Do I know you from somewhere?"

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"Wha? Uh-uh, n-no, but I-I just–"

 

"Wait a second..." the girl squinted her eyes and looked up and down Sebastián's person, studying him like a biology student dissecting a frog. Sebastián stood there, paralyzed by her gaze. He hadn't expected this to happen.

 

"Hey! You were one of the kids running out of that café!"

 

"Huh?! U-uh, h-h-how di–"

 

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The little detective sighed as Sebastián tripped over his words.

 

"Look, if you really are desperate for money, there are better ways of getting it. I don't know what it's like in that house, but I really don't think there's any excuse to steal."

 

Sebastián was too shocked to respond. He expected anger or a cry for help, but instead he was being given a lecture on morality by a girl who was probably no older than he was. He wanted to hide, to run, but he found it hard to get away from this girl. He just stood there and listened.

 

"I won't tell on you, but only if you promise to go back home and apologize to that barista tomorrow. Deal?"

 

"Uh, eh-er-uh..."

 

"Deal?"

 

"Y-yes!"

 

Sebastián couldn't bear to be in her presence anymore, and he just bolted. He sprinted away from her until he was out of her sight. All that girl could think about was how strange the locals of this town were.

 

Ivy had a few choice words for her trainee once he caught up to her.

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"The hell was that?!"

 

"Sorry! She j-just made me s-s-so ner-nerv–"

 

Ivy cut him off with an exasperated sigh. "C'mon, dude. You have to learn how to talk to people."

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She added, "especially girls."

 

"B-but i can talk t-to you," said Sebastián.

 

"Barely. You're always tripping over your own words," Ivy frowned, "it takes so long for you to finish a sentence."

 

Sebastián's face radiated shame and glowed a deep red. He tried to think of a response to defend himself, but he simply averted eye contact and scratched the back of his head. First the café, now this? He wondered if he'd ever be a good conman. Maybe not as good as Ivy or Nicolas, but good enough to at least trick a random kid.

 

Ivy took notice and put her hand on his shoulder.

 

"Hey, I didn't mean..." she pursed her lips, "let's just go back to the LEVY, okay?"

 

Sebastián took in a deep breath, looked up at Ivy, let it out, then said, "okay, Ivy."

 

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Ivy took Sebastián aside for a quick chat before heading to bed. She felt bad for what she had said earlier, and wanted to clear the air.

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"Hey, Sebastián?" said Ivy. "About earlier, I didn't mean anything by what I said. I was just a little frustrated is all."

 

Sebastián raised his eyebrows and blushed. He wasn't used to other kids apologizing to him, especially Ivy. She had a habit of just saying whatever popped into her head at the moment. Was she maturing past this tendency, or was she making an exception for her friend? Sebastián could only guess.

 

"Th-that's okay, Ivy. I wasn't hurt or anything," he lied.

 

"Oh?" Ivy's face switched sympathy to curiosity in a heartbeat. She wore an expression familiar to everyone who had ever known her for more than a few minutes. Ivy had the look of an owl zeroing in on a mouse hiding in ten inches of snow at dusk.

 

"If that's true," Ivy started, "then how come you're blushing so much?"

 

The little mouse was trapped. It didn't matter if it tried to claw its way out, the owl was diving down towards him at an inescapable velocity. All it could do was let what nature had intended.

 

Before Sebastián could think of something Ivy added, "you were blushing pretty hard earlier." The owl's claws were opened and ready to snatch up its target.

 

"That, eh, th-that was b-be-b-because of the he-heat!"

 

"Sebastián," the owl swooped down, "are you afraid of girls?" 

 

The little mouse was done for. Sebastián got so flustered that he turned into rambling mess of stutters, filler words, and complete gibberish. Realizing what she had just cause, Ivy took it upon herself to remedy the situation in the most reasonable way she could think of.

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Ivy pulled Sebastián close to her, turned her head to the side, and pecked him on the cheek. Sebastián's face went from tomato red to beet red after that. He pulled away from Ivy with one hand over his cheek.

 

"I-Ivy!" he stammered, "wha-why'd you do that!?"

 

Ivy laughed, "you need to get used to being around girls, Sebastián. When boys and girls get older, they kiss each other instead of just talk. So, I thought if I went ahead and kissed you, then talking to me and any other girl wouldn't be so tough."

 

Sebastián's expression changed from shock to flat out confusion when he heard that. Ivy, on the other hand, looked quite proud of her logic.

 

"Pretty sweet idea. huh?" she said, a smug smile on her face.

 

"Oh, uh, I-I guess so," replied Sebastián. He wanted to say something more clever, but he was too busy trying to hide the little smile that found itself on his face. Ivy pretended not to notice.

 

"Well," Ivy started, "don't expect me to do this all the time. I only kissed your cheek because I want you to better around girls. Got it?"

 

The little smile transformed into a big, toothy grin, and Sebastián answered with a proud, "I sure do!"

 

Ivy chuckled a bit before responding with, "you're such a goofball, dude."

 

They both shared a hearty laugh, then wished each other a good night. Before Sebastián walked into his room, however, he heard Ivy call to him one last time.

 

"Don't let anything Nicolas say get to you," she said. "I know he doesn't seem like it, but he's actually kind of a wuss. Kinda like an egg; all hard on the outside, but then really soft and gooey on the inside."

 

Sebastián quirked his eyebrow at that, unsure how to respond.

 

Ivy quickly added, "don't tell him I said that, though. He might not be a real tough guy, but... he gets mad really easy."

 

With a nod, Sebastián thanked her for the advice, and they both entered their separate rooms. 

 

He wasn't sure if he could call what he went through a "good day" or a "bad" one, but Sebastián was sure that he really enjoyed the later end of his night. Normally he dreaded the night, but the recent events made him feel more at peace with himself. Sure, there were a few mishaps, but life is never quite a picnic for anyone, is it? With the a soft smile resting on his lips and a head full of joyous thoughts, he laid under the covers, fluffed his one feather pillow, and slowly drifted off into the most peaceful night's sleep he's had in months.

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Hey! Sorry for taking so long to post! A lot of stuff has been happening in the RL side of life here. I know what some of you may be thinking, "porky! Where's all the T 'n A?" Well, in an earlier post I said that there'd be no sexual stuff for the next few parts, and I really meant it. I wanted to try my hand at an erotic tale with a proper story, and a proper story needs character arcs/ development, dynamics set-up, and an overarching conflict. Not saying that this is going to be high art or anything – it's a fucking porn site, after all – but I want to do the story I have in my head justice. I just ask that you all be patient, the sexy stuff will make a comeback once the kids age up and we get into the real meat of the story.

 

Anyway, thanks for reading! I'll try to post more frequently now that I've the plot worked out. Ciao.

 

P.S. I know it reads like a first draft, that's because it is. If this were my livelihood, I'd polish it more, but I just want to get the important stuff down. Also, the rest of the posts will probably have a lot more writing in them than in the Prologue, so just be prepared for that.

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" it's a fucking porn site, after all" I feel like a lot of people think this and it's not very accurate, its a forum of collective mods/modders/players, most with adult themes but it doesn't make it a porn site.

I think what you're doing is cool making an actual story that has more of a plot to it than the traditional porn style stories, but I don't think referring to all the collective hard work on here as a porn site is fair to the content creators.

 

I know you're not the only one to say it like this and sorry I had to point it out from your comments but I do hope people could have and show a little more respect for the modding community.

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5 hours ago, Simite said:

" it's a fucking porn site, after all" I feel like a lot of people think this and it's not very accurate, its a forum of collective mods/modders/players, most with adult themes but it doesn't make it a porn site.

I think what you're doing is cool making an actual story that has more of a plot to it than the traditional porn style stories, but I don't think referring to all the collective hard work on here as a porn site is fair to the content creators.

 

I know you're not the only one to say it like this and sorry I had to point it out from your comments but I do hope people could have and show a little more respect for the modding community.

Fair point. I wasn't trying to put anyone down or anything, I just thought it'd be kind of out of place to put non-pornographic stuff on a site that's mostly known for its "adult material."

There's no need for any apologies, I get what you're saying. I'll keep what you said in mind in the future, though.

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Ooooh boy. It has been a hot minute since the last chapter, hasn't it? Well, I wish I could give you all a good reason for my absence, but that's just not gonna happen. To be blunt, I had more important things going on in my life that required my attention, so "Cambion's Tale" had to be put on the shelf for a while.

Having said that, I am pleased to say that I have just completed writing the next chapter for the story. I will say, however, that it is quite a bit longer than the last installments. To be precise, the next part is around 6600 words long. By comparison, the last chapter that I posted was around half that at about 3000 words. Now, this is no accident. This series, to me, was always meant to be a light reading experience with pictures, and I think that this is me leaning into that even further.

Speaking of pictures, I've taken a few already, but some of them will need to be retaken due to changes in the story as well as some needing specific poses that I'll have to make in Blender. I've also posted screenshots of redesigns for my characters in R-Lo's Photography Thread, so you may see a new/unfamiliar face in the next post.

Anyway, writing is always the hardest part. Now that I've finished the writing, I can move on to the easier parts – making poses and taking screenshots. So, expect the next update to come within the next couple days. It's been a while, but it's coming! I sincerely hope you all enjoy it, and I thank you all for your patience.

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Cambion's Tale

Growing Imps - Part 2


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Over the past few months, Ivy's been helping Sebastián improve his abilities as a conman. After completing their academic workbook assignments, the two of them would hit random spots in the the neighborhood to squeeze some cash out of well-meaning passersby. It wasn't easy at first, but over time Sebastián started to develop his confidence and style in the art of conning.
Ivy's method of choice was to sell people whatever old candies she found lying around the kitchen of the L.E.V.Y. to raise money for "charity." The charity, of course, was meant to help herself and her little circle of friends to whatever tantalizing thing they had come across. Like those shoes that light up every time the wearer takes a step, or those really stale sticks of gum that look alarmingly similar to actual cigarettes, or those squirt guns that shoot out green slime instead of water, or those bottles of ipecac they had to drink after they consumed the green slime thinking it was just liquidy green jello when it was, in actuality, quite toxic and disgusting.
Still, Ivy knew how to rake in the dough.
Sebastián took a different approach. Instead of selling old candy, he sold exaggerated stories about his life as an orphan in order to gain pity money. Ivy explained to him that it wasn't really lying, just stretching the truth.
Despite pulling in a respectable amount of simoleons (that is, as respectably one can be as a child con artist), Sebastián couldn't help but feel a bit guilty whenever he made a profit. Sure, he enjoyed having some extra pocket change, but he didn't like that he needed to lie to people for that to happen. Although, he did really enjoy spending time with Ivy. Even when she was playing the mentor role, she was still a joy to be around.
However, like all great teachers, she knows that she eventually has to push her student out of his comfort zone. And recently, she's found the perfect scenario.

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"C'mon, Bash!" pleaded Ivy.
"No way! That's way too risky," replied Sebastián.
"It is not!" argued Ivy. "You only think that cause you got too comfortable. It's time we all moved on to something bigger! A real heist!"
"But, what if we get caught? We could go to jail!"
Ivy smiled as she said "relax already! Nic and me have been going back and forth about this since a few hours ago. That's a long time, ya know."
She had a point. Sebastián had made good progress as a conman, but his growth was starting to stagnate. It wasn't enough to be a good scammer, he had be a super good scammer, just like Ivy and Nic. And Nic's latest scheme was the perfect opportunity for Sebastián to prove his worth.
Nic found a thread on S-chan.org talking about a secret treasure map hidden in the front desk of the Newcrest Public Library.

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As the story goes, one of the settlers, a famous explorer, of Newcrest hid his stash of findings somewhere in Newcrest, but no one knew where to he stashed it all. However, rumor has it that he fell in love with with a local bookkeeper and trusted her with a map revealing the location of his treasure. Ivy was a bit skeptical of all this at first, but she and Nic both came to agree that since it came from a thread on a popular image board, then it must have been true.
"Well..." Sebastián said, "if you think it's worth checking out, then I guess I'll go with you guys."
A big smile spread across Ivy's face as she jumped from the couch and shouted "yes!" in victory.
"I'll go tell Nic right now!"
As Ivy darted downstairs to tell Nic that everyone was on board, Sebastián started to prepare himself for the new task ahead of him. This was a big jump, he thought, but he was willing to do anything to get him and his friends a better chance in life outside of the L.E.V.Y., especially if he thought it would impress Ivy.

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The trio met at the Newcrest Public Library after sundown. Nic was too impatient and giddy to wait until tomorrow, and they were all supposed to turn in their homework packets to the academics office tomorrow anyway. No one wanted to let homework get in the way of their plans.
Sebastián had a vague idea of what they were doing, but he still needed Nicolas to iron the details.

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"It's like this," said Nicolas, "you gotta go to the front desk and get the librarian outta sight. Then, me and Ivy are gonna swoop in an' find the map. Got it?"
"Sure," answered Sebastián, "but how am I supposed to get the librarian away from their desk?"
Nicolas sighed. "Really? Ivy, what the hell? I thought you said you an' him were trainin' or whateva."
Sebastián was about to say something, but Ivy cut in before he could.
"Relax, Nic! Sebastián's got this. He's just more of a... improv conman."
"Seriously?" said Nicolas, not convinced.
Ivy took a sneaky glance at Sebastián and gave him a wink. Her pupil took the hint and spoke up.
"Uh, yeah," he said, "I think it's better to go in without a script in mind. The dialogue ends up sounding more natural and sincere that way."
His mentor smiled in approval at what she'd just heard. The ring leader, however, raised an eyebrow at this. Sure, it sounded good, but would that strategy be good enough in this situation?
"A'right," Nicolas said, breaking the silence, "but that better work tonight. Otherwise, this'll be the last heist you go on with us."

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Sebastián was taken aback by Nicolas's warning, but Ivy was quick to break the tension.
"Blah blah blah, are we gonna do this or not? I can feel my boogers freezing in my nose."
The boys laughed at Ivy's comment before Nicolas agreed that it was time they began their heist.
Once inside, each of them got into position. Nicolas stood in front of the vending machine and pretended to consider his snack options. Sebastián was on his way to the front desk, but Ivy grabbed the sleeve of his jacket and took him aside before giving him a little bit of advice.
"Just so you know, this librarian kinda has a reputation for being..." she started.
"Being what?" asked Sebastián.
"Eh, a lot of the boys at the L.E.V.Y. like her 'cause she's really pretty and–"
"That's not a problem! I mean, you're really pretty, but I can talk to you just fine."
Ivy's eyes shot open after hearing that blurb. She wasn't used to anyone complimenting her appearance. In fact, Ivy wasn't used to anyone complimenting her at all. Most of the boys were put off by her sharp tongue and brash attitude, she had trouble relating to the other girls since she wasn't interested in the same things as they were, and any adults she came across were quick to label her as an impudent brat. She almost didn't believe her ears.
"Um, what did you just say?" she asked.

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Sebastián, realizing what he had said, reverted back to his pre-training, bumbling self.
"Uh, I-I didn't sa-s-say anything!" he lied.
As Sebastián struggled to claw his way out of the hole he was rapidly digging himself into, Ivy took a moment to regain her composure. Once she did she brought the conversation back on track.
"Forget it!" she said.
Sebastián went silent, and once again his attention was focused entirely on Ivy.
"What I was going to tell you," she continued, "is that when you talk to the librarian, make sure you don't, er..."
Ivy looked to the floor as her face turned to a light shade of pink. This was the first time she had ever gotten flustered in front of Sebastián. To him, that meant that whatever she was about to tell him, it was certainly of the utmost importance. He waited intently for her to finish her sentence.
And so she did.
"Just don't look at her boobs too much, okay?" Ivy blurted out, her face turning to a deep shade of red.
Anyone looking at the two would think that the kids were perfectly in sync with each other, because Sebastián's peachy complexion changed to one that more closely resembled a ripe cherry. The two were just a pair of fidgeting cherries.
"W-what? Ivy!" stammered Sebastián.
"Shush!" commanded Ivy. "Don't bring any attention to us. You don't want anyone getting suspicious, do ya?"
Sebastián shook his head and quieted down before whispering:
"Sorry. It's just that, well, that's such a weird thing to say!"
"Is not!" Ivy whisper-yelled back. "If you stare at her boobs too much, she's gonna notice, she's gonna get mad at you, and then she's gonna throw you out for being creepy! If you can't control yourself, we're all screwed."
Sebastián hadn't considered how catastrophic staring at a woman's breasts could be until that moment. He knew that staring at people was rude, sure, but so rude that he could be thrown out of a library of all places? Truly, that must've been a severe offense. And the last thing he wanted was to ruin their mission.
"Got it?" asked Ivy.
Sebastián gulped and nodded while saying, "y-yeah, I gotcha, Ivy."
Ivy let out a sigh of relief and said, "good. Now, go get her!"
With a look of determination, Sebastián gave Ivy a thankful nod and made his way towards the front desk. This was it, his chance to prove himself to his partners-in-crime. No more would he be stuck with lookout duty, no more would be given scraps as payment, no more would Nicolas chide him for being less than efficient. No, he was going to show them both what he was worth. He was going to get that librarian away from that desk, and he was going to get their respect.
Once he got to the front desk, Sebastián got to work. He called her attention with a polite greeting and awaited her response.

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"Oh, hello there," she said. "Is there something you need help with?"
Using his most convincing tone of voice, Sebastián answered by telling her that he was looking for a book on animals.
"I've never actually been here before," he lied, "so I don't know where I'm supposed to go. Could you show me where those kinds of books are, please?"
In actuality, Sebastián had been to the Newcrest Public Library plenty of times. He wasn't a particularly avid reader, true, but he did enjoy reading a particular comic book series that had been added to the libraries catalogues in recent times. One about a demonic man fighting the forces of Hell or Heaven or humanity or something, he wasn't entirely sure what was happening most of the time. The art was pretty neat, though.
The librarian rubbed her chin and thought about this for a moment. Then, after noticing the unusually low amount of people at the library, she decided to assist the curious child in his quest for animal books. Such books, by the way, just so happened to be on the second floor and right across the shelves containing the demon superhero comics. She must have thought that Sebastián was a zoologist in the making, picking animal books over silly comic books like a true intellectual. At least, that's what Sebastián was hoping she would think.
"I suppose I could lead you to them," the librarian said.

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"Thank you," replied Sebastián, dripping with feigned enthusiasm.
He had to admit, this whole exchange was going much more smoothly than he had anticipated. Ivy made it seem like the librarian's beauty would hinder his performance. While Sebastián could readily admit that he found her incredibly pretty, he had no trouble speaking to her. She was quite similar to Ivy in that regard; lovely in appearance, yet easy to talk to.
When the librarian stood up, however, Sebastián quickly noticed a couple things that made her very different from Ivy. Particularly, her left and right breasts. Now, this wasn't the first time Sebastián had seen a fully grown woman, nor was it even the first time he'd seen a woman with a noticeably large bust (a few of the women working at the L.E.V.Y. as well as Nancy Landgraab herself, the founder and benefactor, came to mind), but this woman was different. To say that she had big boobs would be an understatement, because Sebastián could swear on his life that he hadn't seen a pair bigger than her's in his entire life.

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But they weren't the only oddities he saw. It wasn't just her figure that caught his attention, it was her outfit. Normally, librarians where button-ups and cardigans, but this librarian was sporting a dress shirt with a neckline that plunged nearly to the top of her skirt, with a white lace bra underneath.
Sebastián was gobsmacked. It took every ounce of strength to keep his jaw from dropping to the floor when he saw her. Then it hit him, he'd been doing what Ivy advised him not to do. Not only was he staring at her, his eyes were scanning her entire being as if he were an anti-malware software searching for viruses on a sexually frustrated middle-aged virgin's hard drive. As long as she didn't notice, he should be in the cle–
"Is there something wrong?" the librarian asked.
Oh no. She noticed. She definitely noticed him eyeballing her, so now how was he supposed to weasel his way out of that? What could he possibly say to avoid a critical failure? He tried to think of something, but he was stuck like a deer caught in the headlights. Then, an idea struck him like a bolt of lightning. He wasn't sure if it'd work, but he needed to try something, anything to get him out of his nervous, big-boobs-induced trance. He shifted his gaze from the librarian's chest up to her neck, leading further to her mouth, then her nose, then finally resting at their destination: her eyes. Suddenly, all his anxiety melted away. Maybe it was the warm brown color of her eyes, or maybe it was her curious expression, but whatever it was, making eye contact with the librarian calmed him down in an instant.

Sebastián finally recovered his voice and spoke, "nothing, miss."

The librarian raised an eyebrow and asked, "what were staring at for so long?"

At this point, Sebastián was convinced that there was no lie that could go past this woman, so instead of being sly he decided to be honest.

"I'm sorry," he said, scratching the back of his head while giving a shy smile, "I'm just... um, you're just really pretty is all."

A quizzical look grew on the librarian's face before she let out a light chuckle.

"Oh really?" she said, "Is that it, then?"

She let out an amused sigh as Sebastián stood at attention, unsure if he was in the clear or not.

"Well, thank you," she said, "I didn't know I'd be helping such a little Casanova."

"What's a cassin ovuh?" asked Sebastián, who genuinely didn't know what she meant.

She shook her and told him, "forget it. Just follow me, the books you want should be upstairs."

Success! Sebastián had done his job. Sure, it wasn't perfect in execution, but the results are what really matters in the end. Now Nicolas and Ivy had the chance to search for the treasure map. So far, this mission was looking to be a success.

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Before the two of them reached the next floor, Sebastián looked off to the side in time to see Ivy give him two thumbs up before she and Nicolas made their way to the front desk. Everything was going smoothly.

Once they reached the bookshelf, the librarian asked Sebastián if he needed anything else. Knowing his friends needed more time to do a thorough search, Sebastián had to find a way to keep the librarian occupied. He was never really the rowdy type, so he went with some good old fashioned light conversation.

"Uh, do you like being a librarian?" he asked.

"Excuse me?" she said, puzzled.

"Uh, I just wanted to know more about you is all, Miss... um..."

She couldn't help but crack a smile.

"Maia," she answered. "You may call me Maia."

Of course the beautiful librarian also had a beautiful name. Why wouldn't she?

“And yes,” she continued, “I like being a librarian very much.” She grabbed a children’s zoology book from the shelf and presented it to Sebastián. “Is this what you’re looking for… what was your name again?”

“It’s Sebastián,” he answered.

“Oh, what a lovely name,” she said as a warm smile drew across her face. “Then, Sebastián, is this what you wanted?”

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They still needed more time.

“Er, no,” he said, “that’s not really what I’m looking for.” He hoped to every god and force he could think of that she wouldn’t get impatient with him and go back downstairs.

“It’s not?” she asked.

Sebastián shook his head.

Maia rubbed her chin thoughtfully as she stared at the book in her hand. “Hmm, maybe you’re not interested in the kinds of animals in these books,” she said, gears turning in her head. “Maybe,” she continued, looking right into Sebastián’s eyes, “you would rather read about creatures that are more...”

She paused. The room seemed to have gotten colder. Sebastián looked around and saw that there was no one on the upper floor besides him and Maia. He looked out one of the windows and saw that instead of any street lights or stars, there was only a pitch black void. Then, he noticed the clear lack of any ambient noise. There was no hum from the fluorescent lights, no occasional beeps from the computers, no sneaky whispers from the people downstairs, nothing. All he could hear was the beating of his own heart.

She spoke.

“Otherworldly.”

 

~~~

 

Sebastián’s pulse was slow, his head hazy, and his body nearly weightless. He found himself in a cramped room filled with bookshelves. He turned his head turned gently side to side, searching for a door or a window, anything that would work as an exit, but found nothing. Nothing but bookshelves.

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“Oh good, you’re awake.”

That voice. That familiar voice. It was a soft, lulling woman’s voice that, despite its sweet sound, held a subtle hostile bite.

She spoke again. “I’m sure you’re wondering where you are, and why you’re here.” The voice lacked any spatial source. Sebastián couldn’t pin it as coming from any single part of the room. Instead, it seemed as though her words were floating around inside his skull; a whisper from no one.

“Allow me to explain,” the whisper said, “I was sent to your little town to find special people. Candidates for a position of great importance in our world. A seat next to our awe inspiring queen.”

Sebastián’s head began to clear up, and he felt his faculties return to him. He felt a warmth spread across his cheeks, as if someone was holding his face in their hands.

“And you were just the type we were looking for.” One of the invisible hands gently pinched Sebastián’s cheek. “You may not realize it, but you’ve got great potential. Only those of our kin can withstand succubus magic without dying or experiencing any dreadful side effects.” A hollow laugh rang through the room. “It’s just unfortunate that I mistook a few mortal children for one of our own.”

Her last comment made Sebastián jump back in horror. “O-others?”

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“Ah, you’re wide awake now! Good.” The space within the room seemed to bend and shift around as if it were a thin metal sheet being shaken by an excited child. “And don’t worry about those other children. After all...” The room went dark, and the shaking became so intense that it seemed as though the whole thing would collapse into itself.

Then, she emerged.

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“The death of a mortal child is no more tragic than that of a maggot.”

Sebastián was gobsmacked by what he saw. The woman who was talking to him, the one who put him to sleep and transported him to this pocket in reality, was the same woman from the library. Only now, her appearance reflected who – and what – she truly was, a demon. Any amount of beauty he held in his eyes for her were gone, and now there was only fear and disgust.

Shaking, Sebastián asked, “W-where am I? What happened to everyone else?” Then his voice grew more desperate, “W-where’s Ivy and Nicolas?!”

“Don’t worry,” she said, “I only concern myself with those who are useful to my missions. Your friends will be fine. As for you,” Maia began walking towards Sebastián. “You’ll be coming with me.”

Sebastián took a step back and bumped into the bookshelf behind him. Realizing he had nowhere to go, he simply stood there, frozen, with tears welling up in his eyes, as his pursuer closed in on him.

“Don’t be afraid, dear,” the demoness said, “succubi don’t feed from children. You’ve no essence to give us anyway.” She chuckled at her own remark. “We only want what’s best for you; to give you all that you need to be the best version of yourself; to give you a home.”

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Her last statement peaked Sebastián’s curiosity, but he shook it off saying, “m-my home is at th-the L.E.V.Y., with Ivy and Nicolas and–”

“No, child,” she interrupted, shaking her head, “that place is not suitable for a gifted boy like you.” Her eyes narrowed. “And those… mortals, are not your family. I’d hardly consider them to be your friends.”

“T-that’s not true!” Sebastián shouted. “Ivy’s always there for me. She helps me when I’m down, she’s fun to be around, and–”

“She’s playing you, dear! Can’t you see that? Do you really think she helps you because she cares about you?” Maia’s face had changed from proud to sympathetic. She looked like she was really worried about the boy. “That girl, she’s the type that uses people for her entertainment. She gets bored very easily.”

Sebastián’s fear transformed into anger. “What do you know about Ivy? You’ve never even met her!”

“Oh, but I know plenty! You think I didn’t know about your little treasure map plan?” Sebastián’s anger was replaced by surprise and confusion. How could she have known about that? “That whole thing is a lie, by the way. You shouldn’t believe everything you hear.” Her became deadly serious. “Especially when it comes from that little blonde bully.”

Sebastián couldn’t deny that Nicolas had a serious mean streak, but Ivy was different. Or was she? This succubus knew things that she shouldn’t have, and she had powers that Sebastián only saw in movies. Still, she couldn’t know the real Ivy.

“Ivy’s not like that,” he said. “She’s nice! She’s my friend, and I’m her–”

“You’re her project!” Maia said. “She only ‘helps’ you because she sees you as something broken, as something that she needs to fix.” Maia rested a hand on Sebastián’s shoulder. “We, on the other hand, see you as someone special. Someone with great potential. Come with me to my realm. I’ll introduce you to our leader. She’ll take great care of you.”

Sebastián didn’t know how to respond. He simply sat there, doe-eyed as Maia buttered him up with praise and promises. It was odd, but he wasn’t afraid of her anymore. Standing there, away from people he thought of as his friends or any other outside influence, in the presence of this magical woman, he was no longer scared or anxious. He felt comfortable. Serene. Like putty in her hands.

Maia lowered herself down so that she and Sebastián were at eye-level to each other and brushed his hair out of his face.

“Come. We can be like the family you always wanted,” she brought him in for a hug. “The family that you deserve to have.” Maia placed a hand on Sebastián’s cheek and planted a kiss on his forehead. “Doesn’t that sound nice? Isn’t that what you want?”

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“A-a family?” Sebastián said. His head had gone nearly blank, his sense of rationality overcome by a flood of tranquility. He felt entirely weightless. His knees gave up, and he sank into the succubus’s embrace.

Never before had he felt this loved by someone; not by Ivy nor anyone else. Maybe Maia was right. No, she was right. Sebastián wanted a real family and a real home, not just a few friends and acquaintances at a glorified orphanage. He wanted more in his life than what he had. He wanted a chance at attaining true happiness, and this demoness had just given him one. Why not take it?

Maia spoke up. “Shall we go, Sebastián?”

Sebastián looked deep into her eyes, smiled, and–

That’s enough.

Maia jumped up as the voice reverberated within her head. Sebastián fell to the floor, confused and fighting unconsciousness.

“Who are you?” demanded Maia.

Someone from beyond your planes of reality.

“Wha–” Maia’s body glowed a brilliant indigo light. “What is this? What are you doing to me?!”

Silence, infernal slattern! You’ve bent the fabric of spacetime, now you’ll answer to me.

Sebastián managed to get back up on his feet and stared in awe at what was happening. Nothing could have prepared him for this.

It’s time I sent you both back to your realms. Boy, do not dwell on anything that’s happened here. Only madness awaits those who seek answers in the Beyond. As for you, succubus…

Maia covered her eyes and began to scream. A cacophony of otherworldly sounds echoed in the feeble pocket in reality. And then the voice spoke one last time.

Abi, daemon!

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There was a flash of light, then a shroud of darkness, and then nothing. Whatever was there, was then lost.

 

~~~

 

A hazy white scene bathed in white light entered Sebastián’s sight. He heard a voice calling to him.

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“Bash?” The voice was young and feminine, with a hint of worry laced in. “Helloooo? You alive?” Again, just a hint.

“Get off the floor, doofus.” That voice was just a tad lower and had a mild rasp to it. “What, did Miss Cow-Tits beat you up or somethin’?”

The identities of the speakers became clear to Sebastián. He sat up and his vision corrected itself, thus allowing him to verify his assumption. He saw a pale, blue-haired girl crouching to his left and a pasty blonde boy standing to his right, both of them looking down at him.

“Ivy? Nicolas?” asked Sebastián, “what’s going on? Did you find the map?”

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As he got back up on his feet, Nicolas explained, “Nah, that whole thing ended bein’ a figgin’ lie! We didn’t find anythin’, just a trash can and some mints.”

“Which I stole,” added Ivy, a proud grin on her face. She went on saying, “we waited for you to come downstairs for like 10 minutes! When we came up to look for you, you were passed out on the floor, and we couldn’t find the librarian anywhere. What happened up here?”

What was he supposed to say? That the librarian was actually a demon that teleported them to a pocket dimension, and that said demon librarian and pocket dimension were obliterated by a magic voice? Sebastián knew that the truth would be too far-fetched for them to believe. So, Sebastián lied.

“She was so fast getting up here, and I didn’t want you guys to get caught, so I pretended to faint so that she would stay.”

Nicolas crossed his arms and responded with, “so, she stayed up there that whole time and just vanished?”

“Wait,” added Ivy, “if you pretended to faint, then why were ya actually sleeping when we found ya?”

Sebastián tried and failed to come up with a convincing answer to both their questions, so he simply shrugged and told him that he had no idea.

“Huh, that’s weird,” Ivy remarked. She turned to Nicolas and asked, “do ya think she was a witch or something?”

Nicolas rolled his eyes. “Witches aren’t real, stupid.”

“Oh yeah?” responded Ivy, putting her hands on her hips. “Then how did the disappear then, oh Wise One?”

The gears in Nicolas’s head were churning with immeasurable tenacity, but the boy simply replied with, “whatever! This is dumb, let’s just go home already.”

Ivy yawned and nodded her head in agreement. “Yeah, I’m tired. Looking for fake treasure maps is pretty exhausting.”

“Yeah,” said Sebastián, “if I’m gonna fall asleep, I’d rather be in my bed when it happens.”

After a shared chuckle, the trio headed back to the L.E.V.Y.. On the way home, Ivy walked close to Sebastián and whispered, “try not to fall asleep again on our way home,” into his ear. She playfully nudged him with her elbow, and this led to them all racing back home.

 

~~~

 

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Before heading in for the night, Ivy noticed Sebastián spacing out on the couch. Curious, she strode over to him to check up on him.

“Mint for your thoughts?” she offered, holding a stolen mint in front of his face.

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Sebastián blinked twice, looked at the mint, then at Ivy, then back at the mint, and then he chuckled and answered with, “it’s nothing.” When he tried to take the mint from her hand, Ivy closed her palm and drew her hand out of his reach.

“Oh no you don’t!” she said, “you don’t get a mint unless you talk to me.”

What a bind! Sebastián wasn’t sure he was comfortable saying what was on his mind, but, man, did he want that mint.

“I dunno, Ivy–”

“It’s spearmint.”

“Okay.” Sebastián looked down at his feet, trying to think of how to best get his words out.

“Uh,” Ivy said, “you can have the mint either way, Bash, I was only teasing.”

“Oh, that’s fine,” Sebastián said, “I just… Ivy, do you like having me around?”

Ivy was taken aback by his question. It seemed like such a no-brainer to her, but apparently it was a point of contention for her friend.

“What do you mean ‘do I like having you around’? Of course I do!” She gave him a light elbow in his side before continuing, “do you really think I’d hang out with you if I didn’t like you or Nic?”

Sebastián tried to force a smile and said, “I guess not.”

“So why’d you ask?” Ivy stuck her hand out to Sebastián and opened up her palm, revealing the mint. “Well?” she said, pouting her lips and bouncing the mint around in her hand.

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Sebastián took the mint and continued. “I’m always holding you guys back. Like, it took you months to teach me how to be a good scammer, when you coulda been getting more stuff done with Nic.”

“Is that really what this is about?” Ivy asked, raising an eyebrow. “Look, I didn’t help you all that time just to make you as good at conning as me and Nic, I did it because you’re fun to be around.”

“I am?” asked Sebastián.

“Totes! You don’t really talk much, but you always say something funny or interesting when you do. Besides,” Ivy leaned in to Sebastián’s ear and whispered, “I don’t actually care that much about making money.”

“Really!” Sebastián whispered back in astonishment. “Then, why do it?”

Icy giggled, “because it’s fun. D’uh. You really think I’d rather study or watch the crap they show on T.V.?”

Ivy made a good point, ever since the networks got rid of the Saturday morning cartoon cycle, T.V. has never really been the same. More than that, Sebastián felt more comfortable in her presence, as well as feeling more comfortable with Ivy in general. He never knew that friends could ever be so close. But there was still something that was bothering him.

“What about Nicolas?” he asked.

“Nic, um...” Ivy pursed her lips, searching for the right words. She continued, “Nic has a hard time… being real with people.”

Sebastián scratched the back of head. “Being real? What’s that mean?”

“Ya’ know, like what you and me were just doin’. Just talking and, like, just saying what you really think and feel.”

“Oh.” Sebastián and Ivy sat in silence for a few seconds, the two of them wondering where to go from there.

Finally, Ivy said, “But Nic likes having you as part of the team, even if he doesn’t show it.”

Sebastián perked up when he heard that. So it wasn’t just Ivy that appreciates his help after all. Still, Sebastián would like to see some actual proof of Nicolas caring instead of just having Ivy reassure him.

“Hey,” Ivy said, “did you notice that we talked like this a while back?”

It took Sebastián a moment to recall what she was talking about, but then it clicked. “Oh yeah! Back when you were trying to get me to not be scared of girls.”

“Yep.” Ivy scooted just a bit closer to him. “Do you remember how I did that? What my amazing, brilliant, super awesome idea was?”

“Yeah, yo–” and Sebastián realized what she was leading to. His face turned bright red and he scooted away from Ivy, his hand hiding his embarrassed expression from her.

Laughing, Ivy closed the distance between them and asked, “why are you turning red? I just asked you a question.” Then, feigning a sudden realization, she put her hand over her mouth and gasped before saying, “oh yeah! I totally stole a kiss from you, didn’t I?”

“U-uh-uh,” Sebastián swallowed and confirmed, “yeah, y-you did.”

“Well,” Ivy said looking at Sebastián, a cunning smile spreading across her cheeks, “I think it’s time you returned the favor.”

“What?!”

“What do you mean ‘what?’, I trained you for over a month and I just gave you a mint,” she said, laying out her argument, “I think a mentor as good and generous as me deserves some appreciation.” Ivy pointed a finger towards her cheek and said, "c'mon, it's only fair."

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What was a boy to do? It makes sense for Ivy to kiss him since she hardly ever gets fazed by anything, but the other way around? That’s a different story. Still, it wasn’t as though Sebastián was completely against the idea of kissing Ivy. She’s always been such a supportive friend, and she did give him that mint. Plus, he’d always thought that Ivy had a certain, shall we say, charming look and vibe that he hadn’t seen from any of the other kids he’d met.

Why not?

Sebastián swallowed his nerves, closed his eyes, leaned in with his lips puckered, and–

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“Mmph?!” Ivy said, her voice muffled. Wait, muffled? But, how could her voice be muffled if Sebastián was aiming for her cheek? Could it be that in his excitement, he accidentally–

“SEBASTIÁN!”

Whoops.

Ivy pushed Sebastián’s lips off of hers with a loud smacking sound and covered her mouth. “What the hell are you doing?!” she shouted.

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Still coming to terms with what he had just done, Sebastián could only stutter out a pathetic “sorry!” as he put his hands up in the air. In his mind, that would show Ivy that he meant no harm. It didn’t work, of course, but it was an honest try.

“That was my first...” Ivy said, her face flushed a bright pink, “I-I didn’t mean on the mouth, you dunderhead! Why do you think I was pointing at my cheek?!”

Sebastián had no idea how to fix this situation. How could he have made such a dumb mistake? Of course she meant her cheek! How could he have thought otherwise? He kept apologizing, but it didn’t do much to help. Their exchange had devolved into an exchange of stuttery pleas for forgiveness and a flurry of insults.

“Geez, Sebastián!” said Ivy.

“I’m sorry, okay?” he replied. “How many more times do I have to say it before you forgive me?”

Ivy locked eyes with him. Sebastián felt like he was staring into an icy abyss of relentless fury, a force of pure, primal rage the likes of which is often recorded in books about mythological beasts of the apocalypse. He was frozen, both in fear and expectancy.

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Ivy broke the silence by saying, “we don’t tell anyone about this. Got it?” Her expression was deadly serious.

Sebastián nodded.

“Good,” Ivy said, “it’s late. We should go to bed.”

With that, Ivy storm off to her room, making sure to glare at Sebastián one last time before shutting her bedroom door. Sebastián took that as his cue to hit the sack. And by hit the sack, I mean stare blankly at his ceiling for a couple hours as he tries in vain to shake off the humiliation.

 

~~~

 

The next morning, Sebastián found Ivy sitting alone at a small table eating a bowl of marshmallow pieces from the cereal box. He hadn’t forgotten about last night, and he knew that she hadn’t either. However, Sebastián believed that he’d found the perfect way to apologize to Ivy.

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Without her noticing him, he walked up to table and plopped a big plastic bag filled with assorted peppermint candies down in front of her. Ivy froze, her eyes wide open, drops of pastel-colored milk around her lips, and wondering where someone like Sebastián could’ve possibly gotten a bag like that.

“Morning, Ivy,” he said, “I know I messed up last night, but I hope you’re not still mad.”

Ivy’s eyes were glued to the candies. “Where’d you get this?” she asked.

“I used the money I made over the past month to buy this at the candy store,” he explained. “I made sure to get the best quality ones they had.” Sebastián took a seat in the chair next to Ivy and looked at her with sheepish eyes and asked, “so… are we good?”

Ivy poked at the bag with her spoon, making it unclear if she had been listening to anything Sebastián said to her.

“You bought these?” she asked.

“Yeah, as soon as I got up,” he said.

Ivy pulled one of the peppermint candies out of the bag and examined it as if she were a prospector examining an uncut gemstone.

“Hmm,” she let out, deep in thought, “it’d’ve been cooler if you’d stolen it instead.”

Sebastián’s heart sank when he heard those words. Then, he saw the little impish grin growing on her face, and they both laughed.

“I guess you're right,” he admitted. "I really am sorry for kissing you on the lips, though. I shoulda been more careful."

"It's fine," Ivy assured him, "just don't go thinking you can buy my forgiveness whenever you do something weird, got it?"

Sebastián nodded and asked, "can I sit with you?"

Ivy pointed towards the chair across from her and told him, "be my guest." She tossed him one of the candies before unwrapping one for herself. “You’re a goofy guy, Bash,” she told him, a warm expression on her face. “But,” she continued, resting her head on one of her hands, “I think that’s what I like most about you.”

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It’s easy to get carried away whenever you fight with your friends, to lose yourself to your own anger, and say and do things you regret later on. But when you put forth the effort to maintain healthy relationships, and you remember what brought you and the ones you care about together in the first place, today’s argument could be reduced to tomorrow’s silly conversation piece.

But Sebastián and his posse are lucky. They’re young, they’re healthy, and they have each other to rely on when needs be. Adulthood complicates so many things in life. This is especially true if you happen to be a demoness under the thumb of an unforgiving succubus queen.

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Next time on "Cambion's Tale": Lilith will show her underling what the cost of failure is, and an elite succubus will be summoned to clean up the aftermath.

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Cambion's Tale

 

Growing Imps - Part 3

 

 

Maia’s screams echoed within Empress Lilith’s chambers. Her failure to capture Sebastián brought the ire of her leader.

“I’ve grown tired of your incompetence, Maia” spoke Lilith, holding Maia off the ground with one hand, her grip fixed around her throat.

“Your Majesty,” Maia pleaded through strained breath, “I swear, I did everything I could!”

Lilith squeezed her fingers even tighter, forcing a pained groan from her subject.

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“Yet here you are. Empty-handed, pressed against the wall, crying like a pitiful child as you spit out excuse after pathetic excuse.”

Maia could do nothing more than stare into Lilith’s eyes, two black and red slits burning with churning contempt.

“Empress, please!” Maia begged, “I can explain! It wasn’t my fault–”

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Maia was cut off by her master slamming her onto the floor, the move expelling all breath from her lungs. Lilith jumped on top of her before mauling Maia with her dagger-like claws.

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Blood sprayed all over the walls and floor as Maia’s body burned with each laceration.

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“There is no explanation you could give me that would excuse you from this!” Lilith shouted before ending her assault, her claws dripping with blood.

Maia lay there, writhing in agony, each breath the result of a deliberate effort.

She held up one hand to her master and pleaded, “have… mercy… I beg you…“

Lilith stood up and shook her head.

“You mistake mortal children for our kin and kill them on your hunts, draw unnecessary attention to our realm, fail a simple mission, and you expect mercy?”

Lilith took a deep breath and looked over Maia, then continued. “You’ve tested my patience for the last time.” She raised her hand up, ready to deliver the final blow, “I’ll send you to oblivion, right where you belong, you miserable cur.”

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Maia closed her eyes in terrified acceptance of her fate. Lilith slashed towards Maia’s neck, but stopped just before making contact. She noticed the pale blue figure that intercepted, it’s hand clenched tightly around Lilith’s wrist.

“Noémie,” Lilith said, “is this your way of telling me that you’d like to join your friend in death?”

Noémie spoke, “We need her alive, Your Majesty.”

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She looked to Maia, whose eyes were now trained on her savior’s face, before moving her attention to the Empress. “She’s the only competent reality bender we have.”

Lilith snickered. “‘Competent’ you say?” Lilith pulled her arm back, brought Noémie into her grasp, and threw her to the floor. “That’s quite funny considering her recent track record. Now, why don’t you tell me why I shouldn’t kill her?”

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Noémie knew it was best to stay on the floor as she made her plea.

“It’s true that she hasn’t brought the cambion back, but she was able to trap him in her own pocket dimension. A feat, by the way, that always results in the death of any non-ethereal entity, especially mortal children.”

Lilith narrowed her gaze at Noémie and took a few steps towards her.

“And?” she inquired, “What are you getting at? That the boy somehow escaped from an anomaly?”

“You don’t find it odd that some cambion just left her facade?”

“For all I know,” Lilith said, “that child could have been another reality bender. Perhaps,” she chuckled, “perhaps he was one of Maia’s bastards. Maybe she didn’t want her own son under my guidance.”

Lilith had made her way to Noémie, and she looked down at her with a look of sadistic amusement on her face.

“So, Maia,” she continued, “was that it?” Lilith turned her attention to Maia, who was pressing her hands over wounds and trying to stay conscious. “Were you keeping your precious baby boy away from me?” she mocked, talking as if she were speaking to a baby.

Maia wanted to scream at the Empress, tell her off for all that she had done to her, but her fear and pain prevented her from doing so. She merely cried as Lilith chided her.

“There might have been another party involved,” Noémie suggested.

Lilith tilted her head, bemused.

“Is that so?” she asked, “Well, Maia, why don’t you tell us who this mystery person was? Was it his guardian angel? A seraph? Perhaps a legion of cherubs swooped down and flew off with him?”

Maia clenched her teeth, trembling as she tried desperately to remember every detail of her mission. Then it hit her. That voice. That strange, bodiless voice that spoke before everything vanished and she was expelled from the mortal realm back to Gehenna. What did it say again?

“It… was,” Maia coughed up blood as she tried to force out the words.

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“What, cur?” demanded Lilith.

“Come on, Maia,” begged Noémie.

“It was… someone from… Beyond.”

Lilith’s jaw dropped and her eyes shot wide open.

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“What did you just say?!” Lilith shouted.

Maia wheezed and said, “Beyond… bright blue light… sent me back here…“

Lilith took a few steps back and looked down at the floor, shock overtaking her.

Noémie asked, “and the boy? What about him?”

“Sebastián,” Maia said, her voice weak and tired, “red hair… fair skin… no real family…“

Maia closed her eyes, life fading fast.

With a wave of her hand, Lilith cast a minor healing spell on Maia. It wasn’t much, but she knew it was all Maia needed to stay alive.

Noémie let out a sigh of relief. She gave a longing look at Maia’s limp body, the wounds Lilith inflicted upon her closing up.

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“Thank you, Your Majesty,” Noémie said.

“Get her out of here,” Lilith commanded. “I’ll give you the details of your next mission in forty-eight hours. Until then, you are to look after Maia and ensure that she makes a full recover by then. Understand, Polemarch?”

Noémie nodded. “Understood, Empress.”

The Polemarch made her way to her unconscious friend and hoisted her into her arms. As Noémie made her way out of the Empress’s chambers, she asked one final question:

“Maia mentioned someone from Beyond. I thought you said those things left? If they’ve come back, then how are we supposed to deal with them?”

Without facing her, Lilith told Noémie, “do not concern yourself with matters you do not understand. When the time comes, I shall tell all of you what must be done.” She looked over her shoulder, “Now go, I’m sure Maia will be more than happy to see you once she awakens.”

Noémie sighed before saying, “as you wish, Lilith.”

Lilith trained her eyes on Noémie as she carried Maia away. Once she knew they were gone, she looked up and whispered, “finally showing yourself again, are you? What are you planning, Beyonder?”

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~~~

 

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Three hours had passed since Noémie brought Maia back to her room. Despite Maia’s gruesome wounds, her body looked like it had never been touched. There were no cuts, bruises, or even any scars. She looked like a perfectly healthy woman. Granted, you were able to look past the horns, supernatural skin tone, and demon eyes, that is.

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Noémie performed the necessary cleaning duties to keep her friend in top condition. She gave her a thorough sponge bath, wiping away all the blood that was stuck to Maia’s body while diligently scrubbing away any dried up patches, being careful as to not scrub too hard to prevent her skin from becoming irritated. Lilith’s slashes and stabs rendered Maia’s dress completely unwearable, what with the copious blood stains and shredded fabric. Noémie thought it best to keep her friend nude as she rested under the bed sheets. Maia had a particular taste in fashion that Noémie had trouble pinning down, so it was best for everyone if Maia was free to choose her own outfit once she awoke.

Noémie sat in a comfortable chair next to Maia’s bed, a book in one hand and, occasionally, a glass of wine in the other. She’d done all she could to help, it was just a matter of waiting for the healing spell to finish its job. She knew full well that her friend would be okay, so instead of pacing back and forth in the room agonizing over Maia’s health, she decided to get some light reading done.

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Just as Noémie reached the end of her current chapter, she heard Maia’s sleepy moans as she stirred in her bed. Noémie laid her book down on the nearby end table and glanced over to see Maia open her eyes.

Dazed, Maia scanned the room as she tried to get over her post-healing grogginess. Her gaze fell to the side of the bed where she saw her superior. Noémie was trying her best to appear composed and professional, though it was clear that she was only putting up a front.

“Hello, Sleepyhead,” she said, smiling.

“N-Noémie?” Maia uttered, “where am I?”

Noémie stirred in her seat. “You… you passed out earlier, and Lilith cast a healing spell on you after you talked about that kid,” her voice grew shaky, and tears began to well up in her eyes, “and I brought you here, and… and…“

Noémie sprang out of her seat and embraced Maia, planting kisses all over her face and neck. She pulled back and looked deep into Maia’s eyes.

“Oh, Maia,” she said, “I was so worried! I thought she was going to kill you! I… I–”

Maia interrupted her with a passionate kiss, one hand cupping Noémie’s cheek. After all that pain and terror, Maia needed to feel the comfort of her lover’s lips pressed against hers. Neither of them could remember the last time they had any alone time together. Lilith’s agenda was all-encompassing, every cursed soul under her domain was subjected to her plans. This wasn’t just for Maia, Noémie needed this intimacy as well.

Maia pulled herself over the covers, revealing herself to her lover. With dreamy eyes and a sultry sway in her voice, she called with open arms, "come to me."

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Noémie answered her call with a tight embrace and a wet liplock. Their soft lips expelled all the stress built up, anxiety trading places with growing desire.1952367331_04-25-19_41602AM.png.5f5ff36673e85f13b7ead3c6056f5501.png

Noémie cradled her lover's head in her hands, and Maia pulled Noémie closer to her, their bodies sharing an intense heat that grew with each successive kiss. Lilith, their missions, the cambion, every responsibility that weighed them down was lifted from their minds. All that was left was the two of them and their bed.

Noémie pulled back, only to treat Maia with the sight of her slowly peeling off her bodysuit. Maia lay there, a dumb grin on her face as she admired the woman she loved. Her eyes devouring the sight of her toned stomach, moving down to her strong legs, up to her firm breasts, finally resting on her glowing golden eyes. Noémie looked right back.

They didn't have to say anything. Those centuries they've spent with each other, all the trials and tribulations, the balance between love and lust, no words in any language came close to describing their bond. That look said everything.

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Noémie laid beside her darling, retracted her claws, and slid her fingers over Maia's eager lips. Maia's hips trembled as waves of pleasure resonated throughout her body, her hot breath tickling Noémie's ear. The two locked themselves into a steady rhythm as Noémie massaged Maia's vulva, the tempo slowly accelerating as time passed.

Maia gave her beloved a look of guilt, but Noémie reassured her. "Worry not, ma chérie," she said, "tonight is all about you."

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With a wink, Noémie slid her forefinger over Maia's clit, drawing out a long moan. Her touch was so light, but the effects were massive. Maia's pleasure soared even higher as Noémie drew circles around that sensitive spot. The polemarch planted her lips on Maia's neck as she plunged her fingers into the archmage's quivering pussy.

Maia was getting close. Each stroke of Noémie's nimble fingers in and out of her luscious cunt sent her even further over the edge, the aching desire to cum driving her mad.

Noémie knew what she was doing to her. She could hear it in her cries, smell it on her glistening skin, feel it in every last quaking muscle of her body; Maia's orgasm was imminent. Without breaking pace, Noémie locked lips with her darling love once more and – at long last – gave her the sweet release she was begging for. Maia's moans crescendoed as she arched her back in sheer, unbridled ecstasy. The wetness on her inner thighs and the stains on the bedsheets proof of her rapture.

Noémie brought her fingers into her mouth, savoring Maia's taste.

"Exquise."

"Oh my," Maia said in a haze, "that was... quite the wake up call."

"Glad to be of service, ma chérie." Noémie wrapped her arms around Maia and pulled her up into a tight hug. She whispered in her ear, "but we're not done yet."

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Once again, Noémie pushed her fingers into Maia's pussy, catching her by surprise.

"Oh, Nomi!" Maia gasped. "Again?"

"That was just a warmup. That healing spell may have fixed your body, but only I can fix your spirit."

Noémie's gaze sent Maia's heart-rate through the roof. It was a look she'd gotten to know very well over the years; it was a look that let her know that the gloves were coming off.

Noémie sat back with her legs spread wide open and invited Maia to do the same. She gently pushed her pelvis forward until it made contact with Maia's.

"Let's have some fun, Maia," she said, as she began her movements.

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The two elites sank into the pleasure of the moment, grinding against each other in a sensuous rhythm, light squishing sounds surfacing between their moans and heavy breathing.

Maia chuckled, piquing Noémie's curiosity.

"What's so funny?" Noémie asked.

"Oh, nothing," Maia said, "it's just that – if you think about it – it's sort of like we're kissing with our pussies."

They both laughed at her raunchy comment.

"In that case," Noémie said, "let me kiss you a little harder!"

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In one swift motion, Noémie pushed Maia onto her back and began grinding her hips at a more rapid pace. The sounds of creaking, squishing, and laughter resonating throughout their little boudoir.

"How's this for a make out session, huh?" Noémie said.

Maia giggled. "Ooh, Nomi! You're such a great kisser."

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They laughed more and more and they "kissed" and joked around even more. Over time, though, their laughter subsided, replaced with panting and moaning. With only a few more movements, both of them screamed in pleasure as their playful session came to a close. 

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Noémie looked down, her lover's eyes closed as she catches her breath. Sex with a succubus was a taxing effort, even for other succubi. Though, the end result was always assured pleasure. The polemarch lowered herself onto the archmage, completing the deed with more kisses. Once they both came back to their senses, it was back to more playful banter and flirting.

"Has anyone ever told you how cute you are when you cum?" Noémie asked.

Maia smiled and replied, "I was about to ask you the same thing."

Their passion radiated as they embraced one another, their breaths heavy and interspersed with joyous laughter. They both took turns running their hands over one another’s curves and whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears.

“I’ve really missed you, Noémie,” said Maia.

“It’s been far too long, mon amour,” replied Noémie.

Maia let out a soft moan. “Oh, you’re so sexy when you speak French to me.”

“Oh?” Noémie giggled, “Vous aimez quand je parle français?”

“Mhmm.”

Noémie bit her bottom lip and rested her gaze into Maia's eyes. "In that case, let me tell you how much I adore you in my native tongue," Noémie kissed her lover, "Comme je te fais l'amour."

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Maia drew in a deep breath as she felt Noémie’s tongue plunge into her honey pot, savoring the sweet nectar that was flowing out of her. Noémie was entranced by her lover’s taste and scent. It was like lapping up a cup of warm lavender honey, pleasantly sweet with a floral aroma and aftertaste. Pure bliss.

Noémie pulled back, letting a stream of fluid trickle down her chin. She pressed her middle and index fingers against Maia’s pussy and began massaging it, stroking her labia and rubbing her clit. Maia’s moans echoed within the chamber walls, increasing in intensity with Noémie’s fingering.

“Now,” Noémie told her, “We have less than forty-five hours until I get my next briefing. I say we put that time to good use.” She slid her fingers into her lover’s trembling pussy, the sensation felt as though she were being sucked in as she stroked Maia’s inner walls. “Wouldn’t you agree, mon amour?”

Through pleasured breaths, Maia managed a reply. “Yes,” she said, “oh, god yes!”

Maia casted a magic barrier around their room. One that would act as a sort of “Do not disturb” sign crossed with a soundproof shell. Noémie was determined to break that sound barrier.

 

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Lilith peered over the outlook of her balcony. Behind her, the polemarch emerged from her infernal passage. The forty-eight hours were up, and it was time for action.

“I trust your comrade has made a full recovery?” Lilith said.

Noémie refrained from making any spiteful remarks. Instead, she simply replied with, “she has,” and approached the Empress. “What are your commands, Your Majesty?”

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“The One from Beyond has grown more aware of our activities. Ripping holes in space-time is no longer a viable option for us, for it appears to learn more about our situation every time one of us does. However…“

Lilith turned to face Noémie, her expression proud.

“It’s come to my attention that there is something about Maia’s story that doesn’t quite make sense.”

Noémie’s blood ran cold. Maia wouldn’t dare lie to the Empress, she thought. Trying her best to hide her nerves, she asked, “what do you mean?”

Lilith chuckled. “You never were any good at hiding your fear, Noémie.” The Empress leaned in close to her subordinate and smiled, “don’t worry, your little bunny is safe. For now, at least.”

Though relieved, Noémie was shaking at the thought of her love being subjected to any more of Lilith’s fury. Her voice failed her, she could only wait for Lilith to elaborate.

“Now, where was I?” Lilith rubbed her chin, imitating a look of deep thought. “Ah, yes. Maia told us that her intruder spoke to her before expelling her from her own pocket dimension and sending that boy back. Sounds a bit too convenient, don’t you think?”

“I–” Noémie wasn’t sure how to answer. What little she knew about the Beyond and the entities who inhabited it did nothing to help her understand Lilith’s point. “Is that not within their power?”

Lilith shook her head. “Not anymore, it isn’t. From what I know of them, they used to have complete control over both the Ethereal Realms and the Mortal Realm. But, they nearly annihilated each other in some grand war. What it was is about is beyond my understanding, but their powers have been greatly diminished as a result. Now, they need a sort of conduit to channel their powers; ‘avatars,’ you might call them.”

“So, you mean to say that the Beyonder was using someone?”

“Precisely.”

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Noémie perked up as a torrent of thoughts ran through her mind. The identity of the Beyonder’s avatar was now imperative to Gehenna’s survival, and finding out who the mystery person was could lead to more information concerning the Beyonders themselves. The weight of the situation was all too clear to her now. That avatar needed to be neutralized, but who was it they needed to target? What leads did they have to follow?

“Whoever this avatar is,” Noémie said, “they must share some relation to that boy Maia had cornered. It’s strange, but if what I’m thinking is correct, the entity may have been protecting that child. But if that were the case, why would a Beyonder be concerned with the life of a child, especially that of a cambion’s? It’s as thou–”

“Enough!” Lilith ordered. “I didn’t summon you here so I could listen to you think out loud.”

Noémie froze, then quickly apologized. She had gotten so caught up in solving the mystery presented to her that she forgot why her leader summoned her in the first place.

Lilith spoke:

“It’s good to see that you and I on the page, but we are still lacking in vital information. So, I am sending you and two other operatives on a reconnaissance mission. Your jobs are to track that boy and the people within his circle and learn which mortal is being used as the Beyonder’s avatar. You may use whatever tactics you can think of, but do not draw any unneeded attention to yourselves. The last thing we need is a divine intervention.”

Noémie scoffed at the last remark.

“As if the Angels are even aware of us.”

Lilith sneered. “Don’t be stupid. Those bastards could ruin everything if they learn about our plans. Now, if you’ve no questions, you may leave.”

The mission was simple enough. After all, tracking down mortals was easier than pulling the wings off of a butterfly. But that wasn’t what was on Noémie’s mind.

“What about Maia?”

Lilith sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Maia will be assigned duties that are more appropriate to her skill level.”

“Meaning what, exactly?” Noémie asked, venom dripping from her words.

“Meaning that it’s none of your fucking concern,” replied Lilith, her patience waning. “Is your relationship with your subordinate interfering with your ability to carry out your tasks, Polemarch?”

They both knew Lilith was right, but Noémie needed to keep a professional appearance, even if doing so betrayed what she felt at heart. There was no shortage of aspiring succubi clamoring for her spot. She needed to remain calm.

“Of course not, Your Majesty,” she replied. “I was merely worried that her reality-bending abilities would not be properly taken advantage of.”

“Oh, believe me,” Lilith hissed, “Maia’s talents are being put to very good use.”

Noémie didn’t know what she meant, but knowing Lilith, she must have found a new use for Maia’s ability to manipulate space-time. That in itself is no cause for alarm, but the secrecy of it is what sent shivers down Noémie’s spine. She hoped with all her being that whatever Lilith was doing with Maia wasn’t too painful, but Noémie knew better.

With nothing else to discuss, Lilith dismissed the pale-blue commander.

Noémie wanted nothing more than to pay her lover one last visit before setting off, but she couldn’t risk angering the Empress any further. All she could do is rendezvous with her fellow succubi operatives and complete their mission, and hope that Maia would be alright.

 

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It was never hard to find lower-ranking succubi or incubi. All one had to do was follow the sounds of moans and grunts and vulgarities. For someone as experienced as Noémie, finding her sisters-in-arms was easier than finding her own G-spot.

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Across the hall, in a nearby walk-in closet, lay two younger succubi; neither of them could have been more than ninety years old. The two must have been at it for a while before Noémie arrived, as they were surrounded by puddles of their own fluids, and the air was ripe with the sweet scent of nectar. They may have been lovers, friends, or simply bored, but regardless of their relationship, those infernal women were completely enamored with each other. Noémie almost felt bad for interrupting their fun, but there was work to do.

After loudly clearing her throat, Noémie ordered her comrades to rise and stand at attention. They complied, but only after taking a brief moment to bask in the afterglow of their playful romp.

“Sisters,” Noémie said, “starting today, we are to track down a child cambion and, without harming him or anyone else, put him in a state of danger. Hopefully, doing so will–”

“We already know the details, Polemarch,” said one of the lesser succubi.

“Honestly, Commander Bellamy,” said the other, “did you really think the Empress would leave us in the dark?”

“Don’t be silly!”

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Noémie was used to being the one giving mission briefings to her lower-ranking sisters, but if Lilith informed those two about the mission directly, then there must have been more going on than she thought. Though, the lack of professionalism made her think twice about that possibility.

“Is that any way to speak to your superior?” Noémie asked, a stern look on her face.

The two younger succubi exchanged glances. Whatever sense of worry was held between them was quickly replaced by a pair of mischievous smirks and hungry eyes.

The bolder of the two approached first. “I’m so sorry, Polemarch,” she teased, “I can assure you that Anya and I meant no disrespect. Right?”

The succubus named Anya swayed her hips in a hypnotic rhythm as she made her way towards her superior.

“That’s right,” she said, “Shauna and I are just, how you say, more comfortable around you than we are with Empress Lilith.”

The two succubus operatives were getting very close to Noémie. As they inched closer and closer to the Polemarch, they made sure to accentuate their respective assets. Anya ran her hands over the sides of her narrow waist, drawing attention to her wide hips and thick legs. Shauna folded her arms under her breasts to show off an impressive display of cleavage, swinging her upper body from side to side to produce a noticeable jiggle with each step.

Noémie’s heart began beating faster. Despite having over a thousand years of experience under her belt, having two gorgeous women come onto her still got her excited, though she refused to show any signs of attraction to her underlings. That didn’t stop the two from continuing. In fact, Noémie’s display of disinterest only motivated their advances even further.

As they moved in closer, Noémie hardened her stance and looked down on them.

“Don’t even try to flirt your way out of this,” she ordered. “That may work on your comrades, but it won’t get you anywhere with an elite like me.”

Shauna pressed her breasts against Noémie’s and gave her a longing look. “Oh, madam,” she cooed, “we don't mean to be naughty. We just want to show you how much we adore you, is all. Right, Anya?”

Noémie felt a pair of greedy hands run over her hips as Anya’s words danced into her ears.

“It’s true, Commander,” she whispered, “we’ve always admired your strength, your beauty.” Anya planted wet kisses up and down Noémie’s neck, drawing out her Commander’s quiet moans. “And, of course,” Anya continued, “you delicious body.”

“You two are–ahn,” Noémie covered her voice with a fake cough before finishing with, “you’re both completely out of line!”

The Polemarch tried her hardest to hide her growing excitement, but Anya and Shauna could see right through her act. And so, they pushed even further.

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Shauna took a step back and slowly peeled off her top, letting each breast fall from the soft fabrics. Following her friends lead, Anya stripped and pressed her bare chest into Noémie’s back.

Noémie’s concentration was beginning to falter. Her millenium of experience betrayed her, instead of building up a tolerance to her seducers’ advances, her mind was flooded by fantasies and memories of past lovers. The things she wanted to do to them, the things she wanted to be done to her, it was driving her mad with lust.

Anya felt Noémie’s heat scorch through her breasts and fill her body, setting her desires ablaze. She couldn’t restrain herself any longer. Her lips pressed into the side of Noémie’s neck once more, slurping and sucking on her smooth skin. Anya’s hands glided over the Polemarch’s breast and rubbed over her crotch, forcing a sharp gasp and moan out of Noémie.

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“Please,” Anya begged, “we want you so bad, Commander!”

Noémie struggled to form a coherent response, then her eyes fell onto Shauna. The bustier succubus that had given her a strip tease mere moments ago had her fingers plunged into her dripping pussy. Her aroma flooded Noémie’s and Anya’s senses, their aching desires for each other’s sex pushing them over the edge.

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One by one, their composure and care for hierarchies fell to the wayside, their primal natures taking over. None of them cared for any missions or otherworldly politics. They craved release. They needed to fuck.

Through raspy breaths, Noémie spoke.

“The mission can wait.” She beckoned Shauna to join her and Anya, licking her lips as she hastily took off her one-piece.

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The new girls needed to be taught to behave, and Noémie was more than willing to be their teacher.

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The Polemarch knew right away that Shauna had an attitude problem. No problem. Nothing a good, hard fuck couldn't fix.

Anya was quite proud of her intelligence. Whether that pride was earned or not is debatable within Gehenna's intellectual circles – the ones that cared at least – but she wasn't so arrogant as to turn away from a learning opportunity. She watched her commander's motions and listened to her every word with severe attention to detail, heeding to every last one of Noémie's orders.

Shauna, meanwhile, was left to sit back and take whatever they threw her way.

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Not that she didn't like that. Despite usually being the initiator in sexual situations, she always preferred to take a submissive role. Whether she were lying on her back or was down on her knees, she drew great satisfaction from pleasuring others. Naturally, she was more than happy to let her friend and her superior have their way with her.

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It didn't take long for Noémie to learn about Shauna's kinks, however. This was meant to be a disciplinary action, not a fun romp! She kicked up the intensity, restricting Shauna's movements as she played with her. Seeing of the red and blue succubi going at it made Anya jealous, but she knew better than to get in Noémie's way. She laid back and pleasured herself to the sight of her friend's orgasm.

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With their session over, the three of them took a moment to collect themselves before returning to the matter at hand.

 

~~~

 

“Now then,” said Noémie, “are we clear on what’s to be done?”

Shauna scratched the side of her head. “Well, yes,” she said, “but–”

“Remind us again why you aren’t going with us?” Anya interrupted.

Noémie was about to scold them for their ignorance, but restrained herself after she remembered their age. It’d be unfair to expect in-depth knowledge of the Great Realms out of pre-centenarians.

“It’s for the same reason why our Empress never leaves Gehenna,” she explained. “Infernal entities of great power send shockwaves throughout the realms outside of their domains. The mortal’s entire world order will shift if I or anyone near my strength sets foot in their home, and we can’t have that.”

Neither Anya nor Shauna seemed convinced. Shauna placed a hand on her hip and asked, “so what? What’s it matter if we mess up their world a little?”

Anya chimed in. “Yeah, who cares about a few mortals?”

Noémie glowered at the young succubi.

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“How simple-minded are you two?” The space the three of them occupied suddenly felt much colder than before.

“It appears I’ve overestimated your intelligence,” Noémie continued, “allow me to make up for my error in judgement.”

Noémie pointed to the ground and spoke an incantation, forcing Anya and Shauna to their knees. They tried to break from the spell, but found themselves unable to move.

“Hey!” shouted Shauna, “what are you–”

“Quiet!”

Shauna found herself unable to speak. Anya took notice and decided it best to keep quiet as well.

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“Now then,” said Noémie, “let me finish before I send you off. The Mortal Realm lies between all other realms, specifically our own realm and the Divine Realm. Anytime someone as powerful as me or the Empress enters the Mortal Realm, all of reality can feel it. That includes the Angels and their superiors.”

Anya’s eyes shot open and her face contorted into a look of sheer terror. Shauna wanted to comfort her scared friend, but Noémie’s magic forbade her from moving or making any noise. Noémie took notice of this and relaxed her tone.

“It’s finally starting to click for you now, is it?” she chided. “Good. I’m glad I don’t have to teach you the severity of an angelic assault. Which is exactly why I cannot go with you two. My presence in the Mortal Realm could very well lead to a war between the Realms, and there’s no guarantee that we would come out as the victors.”

With a snap of her fingers, Noémie freed the succubi from her spell. Shauna rushed to Anya, embracing her in a tight hug. She glared at the Polemarch, shock and anger churning in her mind.

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“Don’t give me that look,” Noémie ordered. “A little spell is nothing compared to what the Empress would’ve done to you.”

Shauna looked to the ground, then at Anya, who looked back with a reassuring expression.

“It’s fine, Shauna,” said Anya.

“But,” Shauna started, but was interrupted by Noémie.

“Enough. We’ve wasted enough time already. Here,” Noémie summoned a portal and gestured to it, “this will take you to the target’s home. If you need to feed, go after mortals that share no relation to the target. Remember, your job is to make him feel like he’s in danger, not to harm him.”

“And you?” asked Shauna.

“I’ll be watching you from here with the help of Maia’s magic. So, if you make any mistakes or go against your orders, we’ll know right away.”

Shauna was about to make a snide comment, but Anya’s nudge to her side made her hold her tongue.

“Let’s just go, Shauna,” suggested Anya.

Shauna conceded and the two made their way through the portal.

 

~~~

 

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Anya and Shauna found themselves on the outskirts of a small town covered in snow. The sight of colorful light displays, ornaments, and snowpals led them to conclude that they had arrived in the middle of some sort of festive season. Down the road, they saw the local youth making snow angels and participating in snowball fights. Whatever ritual the mortals were partaking in, it was clear that it was one of joy and excitement.

Which makes it all the more unfortunate considering the task that Anya and Shauna were assigned.

“Any sight of the boy?” asked Anya, scanning the environment.

“No,” replied Shauna, “none of these mortals fit the descriptions we were given.”

“Damn. Looks like we’ll have to explore the neighborhood then.” Anya waved her hands over herself and her appearance changed. Her true form was disguised by something the locals would find more familiar.

Shauna scoffed, “time to tuck the horns away,” and transformed as well.

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“Shall we?” asked Anya.

“We shall.” answered Shauna.

And so they began their search.

 

~~~

 

Locating the boy in a sea of children proved more difficult than anticipated. After hours of searching, the succubi still couldn't find their target.

They were about to head back to the outskirts to set up camp, when something caught Anya’s attention. Across the street, there was a large residence with a signboard with an interesting name on it.

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“The Landgraab Estate for Vulnerable Youths,” Anya read.

“Did that name ever come up in our briefing?” asked Shauna.

Anya scrunched her brow, trying to remember the exact instructions given to them.

“No,” she answered, “but the Empress did mention that our target was an orphan. This big house could be his home.”

“Wow,” Shauna chuckled, “kid must be doing alright for himself.”

“It’s certainly better than that dump we grew up in.” Anya crossed her arms as she surveyed the building.

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Shauna peered into the home through one of the windows. “Yeah, don’t remind me.” She gasped and called for Anya’s attention. “Shit, someone’s coming! We gotta move!”

The two dashed away from the L.E.V.Y. and sat on a nearby park bench. Having human disguises had its perks, but they needed to be sure that no one saw them using their powers.

A rowdy blonde boy burst through the door, calling for someone behind him to follow his lead. “C’mon you slowpokes!” he commanded, “they’re gonna run outta those snowpal cakes if we don’t hurry!”

As he hopped out, a girl with pasty white skin and blue hair ran in his direction while fiddling with her knit cap.

Her unnatural hair color caught Anya’s attention. She turned to Shauna and asked, “maybe I’m just out of touch, but humans don’t have rainbow-colored hair, do they?”

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Shauna shrugged. “I guess hair dye is really popular with the kids nowadays.”

“Hurry up, Bash!” the girl called out. “Nic’ll eat all the cakes if we don’t hurry!”

“I heard that, ya frickin’ toothpick!” Nicolas yelled.

Out jumped another boy, a stressed look on face as he tried to keep up with the other two kids. “Hey! Wait up, guys!”

This child peaked both succubi’s interest. He was a fair-skinned redhead with freckles brushed across his cheeks and nose. And the name that girl called him, “Bash”, sounded very close to the name of the person they were after.

Shauna turned to her friend, a wicked smirk on her face. “What do you think?”

“I think,” Anya said, standing up from the bench, “we just found our target.”

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Anya turned to Shauna and shot a fiendish smile her way. "Come, I've got a plan."

Shauna cocked her head to the side and asked, "what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking it's time this boy caught a break." She chuckled to herself. "We're going to give him what he's always wanted."

 

Next time on "Cambion's Tale": Anya executes her master plan, and our trio of friends are faced with something none of them could have ever imagined.

 

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@2cool4u_1 Well, that's weird as fuck. I don't even know how that could've happened. I'll see what I can do to fix it. Since it's working on my end, I'm gonna need you to let me know if it's okay or not.

 

EDIT: I logged out and checked this to see if I had some "logged in" bias or something, but everything's still there. Is it because I'm using Chrome and you're using something different? Should I post them in .jpg form instead? I legit cannot think of anything else.

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Cambion's Tale

Growing Imps - Part 3

 

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Maia’s screams echoed within Empress Lilith’s chambers. Her failure to capture Sebastián brought the ire of her leader.

“I’ve grown tired of your incompetence, Maia” spoke Lilith, holding Maia off the ground with one hand, her grip fixed around her throat.

“Your Majesty,” Maia pleaded through strained breath, “I swear, I did everything I could!”

Lilith squeezed her fingers even tighter, forcing a pained groan from her subject.

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“Yet here you are. Empty-handed, pressed against the wall, crying like a pitiful child as you spit out excuse after pathetic excuse.”

Maia could do nothing more than stare into Lilith’s eyes, two black and red slits burning with churning contempt.

“Empress, please!” Maia begged, “I can explain! It wasn’t my fault–”

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Maia was cut off by her master slamming her onto the floor, the move expelling all breath from her lungs. Lilith jumped on top of her before mauling Maia with her dagger-like claws.

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Blood sprayed all over the walls and floor as Maia’s body burned with each laceration.

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“There is no explanation you could give me that would excuse you from this!” Lilith shouted before ending her assault, her claws dripping with blood.

Maia lay there, writhing in agony, each breath the result of a deliberate effort.

She held up one hand to her master and pleaded, “have… mercy… I beg you…“

Lilith stood up and shook her head.

“You mistake mortal children for our kin and kill them on your hunts, draw unnecessary attention to our realm, fail a simple mission, and you expect mercy?”

Lilith took a deep breath and looked over Maia, then continued. “You’ve tested my patience for the last time.” She raised her hand up, ready to deliver the final blow, “I’ll send you to oblivion, right where you belong, you miserable cur.”

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Maia closed her eyes in terrified acceptance of her fate. Lilith slashed towards Maia’s neck, but stopped just before making contact. She noticed the pale blue figure that intercepted, it’s hand clenched tightly around Lilith’s wrist.

“Noémie,” Lilith said, “is this your way of telling me that you’d like to join your friend in death?”

Noémie spoke, “We need her alive, Your Majesty.”

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She looked to Maia, whose eyes were now trained on her savior’s face, before moving her attention to the Empress. “She’s the only competent reality bender we have.”

Lilith snickered. “‘Competent’ you say?” Lilith pulled her arm back, brought Noémie into her grasp, and threw her to the floor. “That’s quite funny considering her recent track record. Now, why don’t you tell me why I shouldn’t kill her?”

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Noémie knew it was best to stay on the floor as she made her plea.

“It’s true that she hasn’t brought the cambion back, but she was able to trap him in her own pocket dimension. A feat, by the way, that always results in the death of any non-ethereal entity, especially mortal children.”

Lilith narrowed her gaze at Noémie and took a few steps towards her.

“And?” she inquired, “What are you getting at? That the boy somehow escaped from an anomaly?”

“You don’t find it odd that some cambion just left her facade?”

“For all I know,” Lilith said, “that child could have been another reality bender. Perhaps,” she chuckled, “perhaps he was one of Maia’s bastards. Maybe she didn’t want her own son under my guidance.”

Lilith had made her way to Noémie, and she looked down at her with a look of sadistic amusement on her face.

“So, Maia,” she continued, “was that it?” Lilith turned her attention to Maia, who was pressing her hands over wounds and trying to stay conscious. “Were you keeping your precious baby boy away from me?” she mocked, talking as if she were speaking to a baby.

Maia wanted to scream at the Empress, tell her off for all that she had done to her, but her fear and pain prevented her from doing so. She merely cried as Lilith chided her.

“There might have been another party involved,” Noémie suggested.

Lilith tilted her head, bemused.

“Is that so?” she asked, “Well, Maia, why don’t you tell us who this mystery person was? Was it his guardian angel? A seraph? Perhaps a legion of cherubs swooped down and flew off with him?”

Maia clenched her teeth, trembling as she tried desperately to remember every detail of her mission. Then it hit her. That voice. That strange, bodiless voice that spoke before everything vanished and she was expelled from the mortal realm back to Gehenna. What did it say again?

“It… was,” Maia coughed up blood as she tried to force out the words.

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“What, cur?” demanded Lilith.

“Come on, Maia,” begged Noémie.

“It was… someone from… Beyond.”

Lilith’s jaw dropped and her eyes shot wide open.

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“What did you just say?!” Lilith shouted.

Maia wheezed and said, “Beyond… bright blue light… sent me back here…“

Lilith took a few steps back and looked down at the floor, shock overtaking her.

Noémie asked, “and the boy? What about him?”

“Sebastián,” Maia said, her voice weak and tired, “red hair… fair skin… no real family…“

Maia closed her eyes, life fading fast.

With a wave of her hand, Lilith cast a minor healing spell on Maia. It wasn’t much, but she knew it was all Maia needed to stay alive.

Noémie let out a sigh of relief. She gave a longing look at Maia’s limp body, the wounds Lilith inflicted upon her closing up.

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“Thank you, Your Majesty,” Noémie said.

“Get her out of here,” Lilith commanded. “I’ll give you the details of your next mission in forty-eight hours. Until then, you are to look after Maia and ensure that she makes a full recover by then. Understand, Polemarch?”

Noémie nodded. “Understood, Empress.”

The Polemarch made her way to her unconscious friend and hoisted her into her arms. As Noémie made her way out of the Empress’s chambers, she asked one final question:

“Maia mentioned someone from Beyond. I thought you said those things left? If they’ve come back, then how are we supposed to deal with them?”

Without facing her, Lilith told Noémie, “do not concern yourself with matters you do not understand. When the time comes, I shall tell all of you what must be done.” She looked over her shoulder, “Now go, I’m sure Maia will be more than happy to see you once she awakens.”

Noémie sighed before saying, “as you wish, Lilith.”

Lilith trained her eyes on Noémie as she carried Maia away. Once she knew they were gone, she looked up and whispered, “finally showing yourself again, are you? What are you planning, Beyonder?”

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~~~

 

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Three hours had passed since Noémie brought Maia back to her room. Despite Maia’s gruesome wounds, her body looked like it had never been touched. There were no cuts, bruises, or even any scars. She looked like a perfectly healthy woman. Granted, you were able to look past the horns, supernatural skin tone, and demon eyes, that is.

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Noémie performed the necessary cleaning duties to keep her friend in top condition. She gave her a thorough sponge bath, wiping away all the blood that was stuck to Maia’s body while diligently scrubbing away any dried up patches, being careful as to not scrub too hard to prevent her skin from becoming irritated. Lilith’s slashes and stabs rendered Maia’s dress completely unwearable, what with the copious blood stains and shredded fabric. Noémie thought it best to keep her friend nude as she rested under the bed sheets. Maia had a particular taste in fashion that Noémie had trouble pinning down, so it was best for everyone if Maia was free to choose her own outfit once she awoke.

Noémie sat in a comfortable chair next to Maia’s bed, a book in one hand and, occasionally, a glass of wine in the other. She’d done all she could to help, it was just a matter of waiting for the healing spell to finish its job. She knew full well that her friend would be okay, so instead of pacing back and forth in the room agonizing over Maia’s health, she decided to get some light reading done.

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Just as Noémie reached the end of her current chapter, she heard Maia’s sleepy moans as she stirred in her bed. Noémie laid her book down on the nearby end table and glanced over to see Maia open her eyes.

Dazed, Maia scanned the room as she tried to get over her post-healing grogginess. Her gaze fell to the side of the bed where she saw her superior. Noémie was trying her best to appear composed and professional, though it was clear that she was only putting up a front.

“Hello, Sleepyhead,” she said, smiling.

“N-Noémie?” Maia uttered, “where am I?”

Noémie stirred in her seat. “You… you passed out earlier, and Lilith cast a healing spell on you after you talked about that kid,” her voice grew shaky, and tears began to well up in her eyes, “and I brought you here, and… and…“

Noémie sprang out of her seat and embraced Maia, planting kisses all over her face and neck. She pulled back and looked deep into Maia’s eyes.

“Oh, Maia,” she said, “I was so worried! I thought she was going to kill you! I… I–”

Maia interrupted her with a passionate kiss, one hand cupping Noémie’s cheek. After all that pain and terror, Maia needed to feel the comfort of her lover’s lips pressed against hers. Neither of them could remember the last time they had any alone time together. Lilith’s agenda was all-encompassing, every cursed soul under her domain was subjected to her plans. This wasn’t just for Maia, Noémie needed this intimacy as well.

Maia pulled herself over the covers, revealing herself to her lover. With dreamy eyes and a sultry sway in her voice, she called with open arms, "come to me."

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Noémie answered her call with a tight embrace and a wet liplock. Their soft lips expelled all the stress built up, anxiety trading places with growing desire.

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Noémie cradled her lover's head in her hands, and Maia pulled Noémie closer to her, their bodies sharing an intense heat that grew with each successive kiss. Lilith, their missions, the cambion, every responsibility that weighed them down was lifted from their minds. All that was left was the two of them and their bed.

Noémie pulled back, only to treat Maia with the sight of her slowly peeling off her bodysuit. Maia lay there, a dumb grin on her face as she admired the woman she loved. Her eyes devouring the sight of her toned stomach, moving down to her strong legs, up to her firm breasts, finally resting on her glowing golden eyes. Noémie looked right back.

They didn't have to say anything. Those centuries they've spent with each other, all the trials and tribulations, the balance between love and lust, no words in any language came close to describing their bond. That look said everything.

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Noémie laid beside her darling, retracted her claws, and slid her fingers over Maia's eager lips. Maia's hips trembled as waves of pleasure resonated throughout her body, her hot breath tickling Noémie's ear. The two locked themselves into a steady rhythm as Noémie massaged Maia's vulva, the tempo slowly accelerating as time passed.

Maia gave her beloved a look of guilt, but Noémie reassured her. "Worry not, ma chérie," she said, "tonight is all about you."

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With a wink, Noémie slid her forefinger over Maia's clit, drawing out a long moan. Her touch was so light, but the effects were massive. Maia's pleasure soared even higher as Noémie drew circles around that sensitive spot. The Polemarch planted her lips on Maia's neck as she plunged her fingers into the Archmage's quivering pussy.

Maia was getting close. Each stroke of Noémie's nimble fingers in and out of her luscious cunt sent her even further over the edge, the aching desire to cum driving her mad.

Noémie knew what she was doing to her. She could hear it in her cries, smell it on her glistening skin, feel it in every last quaking muscle of her body; Maia's orgasm was imminent. Without breaking pace, Noémie locked lips with her darling love once more and – at long last – gave her the sweet release she was begging for. Maia's moans crescendoed as she arched her back in sheer, unbridled ecstasy. The wetness on her inner thighs and the stains on the bedsheets proof of her rapture.

Noémie brought her fingers into her mouth, savoring Maia's taste.

"Exquise."

"Oh my," Maia said in a haze, "that was... quite the wake up call."

"Glad to be of service, ma chérie." Noémie wrapped her arms around Maia and pulled her up into a tight hug. She whispered in her ear, "but we're not done yet."

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Once again, Noémie pushed her fingers into Maia's pussy, catching her by surprise.

"Oh, Nomi!" Maia gasped. "Again?"

"That was just a warmup. That healing spell may have fixed your body, but only I can fix your spirit."

Noémie's gaze sent Maia's heart-rate through the roof. It was a look she'd gotten to know very well over the years; it was a look that let her know that the gloves were coming off.

Noémie sat back with her legs spread wide open and invited Maia to do the same. She gently pushed her pelvis forward until it made contact with Maia's.

"Let's have some fun, Maia," she said, as she began her movements.

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The two elites sank into the pleasure of the moment, grinding against each other in a sensuous rhythm, light squishing sounds surfacing between their moans and heavy breathing.

Maia chuckled, piquing Noémie's curiosity.

"What's so funny?" Noémie asked.

"Oh, nothing," Maia said, "it's just that – if you think about it – it's sort of like we're kissing with our pussies."

They both laughed at her raunchy comment.

"In that case," Noémie said, "let me kiss you a little harder!"

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In one swift motion, Noémie pushed Maia onto her back and began grinding her hips at a more rapid pace. The sounds of creaking, squishing, and laughter resonating throughout their little boudoir.

"How's this for a make out session, huh?" Noémie said.

Maia giggled. "Ooh, Nomi! You're such a great kisser."

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They laughed more and more and they "kissed" and joked around even more. Over time, though, their laughter subsided, replaced with panting and moaning. With only a few more movements, both of them screamed in pleasure as their playful session came to a close.

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Noémie looked down, her lover's eyes closed as she catches her breath. Sex with a succubus was a taxing effort, even for other succubi. Though, the end result was always assured pleasure. The polemarch lowered herself onto the archmage, completing the deed with more kisses. Once they both came back to their senses, it was back to more playful banter and flirting.

"Has anyone ever told you how cute you are when you cum?" Noémie asked.

Maia smiled and replied, "I was about to ask you the same thing."

Their passion radiated as they embraced one another, their breaths heavy and interspersed with joyous laughter. They both took turns running their hands over one another’s curves and whispering sweet nothings into each other’s ears.

“I’ve really missed you, Noémie,” said Maia.

“It’s been far too long, mon amour,” replied Noémie.

Maia let out a soft moan. “Oh, you’re so sexy when you speak French to me.”

“Oh?” Noémie giggled, “Vous aimez quand je parle français?”

“Mhmm.”

Noémie bit her bottom lip and rested her gaze into Maia's eyes. "In that case, let me tell you how much I adore you in my native tongue," Noémie kissed her lover, "Comme je te fais l'amour."

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Maia drew in a deep breath as she felt Noémie’s tongue plunge into her honey pot, savoring the sweet nectar that was flowing out of her. Noémie was entranced by her lover’s taste and scent. It was like lapping up a cup of warm lavender honey, pleasantly sweet with a floral aroma and aftertaste. Pure bliss.

Noémie pulled back, letting a stream of fluid trickle down her chin. She pressed her middle and index fingers against Maia’s pussy and began massaging it, stroking her labia and rubbing her clit. Maia’s moans echoed within the chamber walls, increasing in intensity with Noémie’s fingering.

“Now,” Noémie told her, “We have less than forty-five hours until I get my next briefing. I say we put that time to good use.” She slid her fingers into her lover’s trembling pussy, the sensation felt as though she were being sucked in as she stroked Maia’s inner walls. “Wouldn’t you agree, mon amour?”

Through pleasured breaths, Maia managed a reply. “Yes,” she said, “oh, god yes!”

Maia casted a magic barrier around their room. One that would act as a sort of “Do not disturb” sign crossed with a soundproof shell. Noémie was determined to break that sound barrier.

 

~~~

 

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Lilith peered over her balcony. Behind her, the Polemarch emerged from her infernal passage. The forty-eight hours were up, and it was time for action.

“I trust your comrade has made a full recovery?” Lilith said.

Noémie refrained from making any spiteful remarks. Instead, she simply replied with, “she has,” and approached the Empress. “What are your commands, Your Majesty?”

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“The One from Beyond has grown more aware of our activities. Ripping holes in space-time is no longer a viable option for us, for it appears to learn more about our situation every time one of us does. However…“

Lilith turned to face Noémie, her expression proud.

“It’s come to my attention that there is something about Maia’s story that doesn’t quite make sense.”

Noémie’s blood ran cold. Maia wouldn’t dare lie to the Empress, she thought. Trying her best to hide her nerves, she asked, “what do you mean?”

Lilith chuckled. “You never were any good at hiding your fear, Noémie.” The Empress leaned in close to her subordinate and smiled, “don’t worry, your little bunny is safe. For now, at least.”

Though relieved, Noémie was shaking at the thought of her love being subjected to any more of Lilith’s fury. Her voice failed her, she could only wait for Lilith to elaborate.

“Now, where was I?” Lilith rubbed her chin, imitating a look of deep thought. “Ah, yes. Maia told us that her intruder spoke to her before expelling her from her own pocket dimension and sending that boy back. Sounds a bit too convenient, don’t you think?”

“I–” Noémie wasn’t sure how to answer. What little she knew about the Beyond and the entities who inhabited it did nothing to help her understand Lilith’s point. “Is that not within their power?”

Lilith shook her head. “Not anymore, it isn’t. From what I know of them, they used to have complete control over both the Ethereal Realms and the Mortal Realm. But, they nearly annihilated each other in some grand war. What it was is about is beyond my understanding, but their powers have been greatly diminished as a result. Now, they need a sort of conduit to channel their powers; ‘avatars,’ you might call them.”

“So, you mean to say that the Beyonder was using someone?”

“Precisely.”

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Noémie perked up as a torrent of thoughts ran through her mind. The identity of the Beyonder’s avatar was now imperative to Gehenna’s survival, and finding out who the mystery person was could lead to more information concerning the Beyonders themselves. The weight of the situation was all too clear to her now. That avatar needed to be neutralized, but who was it they needed to target? What leads did they have to follow?

“Whoever this avatar is,” Noémie said, “they must share some relation to that boy Maia had cornered. It’s strange, but if what I’m thinking is correct, the entity may have been protecting that child. But if that were the case, why would a Beyonder be concerned with the life of a child, especially that of a cambion’s? It’s as thou–”

“Enough!” Lilith ordered. “I didn’t summon you here so I could listen to you think out loud.”

Noémie froze, then quickly apologized. She had gotten so caught up in solving the mystery presented to her that she forgot why her leader summoned her in the first place.

Lilith spoke:

“It’s good to see that you and I on the page, but we are still lacking in vital information. So, I am sending you and two other operatives on a reconnaissance mission. Your jobs are to track that boy and the people within his circle and learn which mortal is being used as the Beyonder’s avatar. You may use whatever tactics you can think of, but do not draw any unneeded attention to yourselves. The last thing we need is a divine intervention.”

Noémie scoffed at the last remark.

“As if the Angels are even aware of us.”

Lilith sneered. “Don’t be stupid. Those bastards could ruin everything if they learn about our plans. Now, if you’ve no questions, you may leave.”

The mission was simple enough. After all, tracking down mortals was easier than pulling the wings off of a butterfly. But that wasn’t what was on Noémie’s mind.

“What about Maia?”

Lilith sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Maia will be assigned duties that are more appropriate to her skill level.”

“Meaning what, exactly?” Noémie asked, venom dripping from her words.

“Meaning that it’s none of your fucking concern,” replied Lilith, her patience waning. “Is your relationship with your subordinate interfering with your ability to carry out your tasks, Polemarch?”

They both knew Lilith was right, but Noémie needed to keep a professional appearance, even if doing so betrayed what she felt at heart. There was no shortage of aspiring succubi clamoring for her spot. She needed to remain calm.

“Of course not, Your Majesty,” she replied. “I was merely worried that her reality-bending abilities would not be properly taken advantage of.”

“Oh, believe me,” Lilith hissed, “Maia’s talents are being put to very good use.”

Noémie didn’t know what she meant, but knowing Lilith, she must have found a new use for Maia’s ability to manipulate space-time. That in itself is no cause for alarm, but the secrecy of it is what sent shivers down Noémie’s spine. She hoped with all her being that whatever Lilith was doing with Maia wasn’t too painful, but Noémie knew better.

With nothing else to discuss, Lilith dismissed the pale-blue commander.

Noémie wanted nothing more than to pay her lover one last visit before setting off, but she couldn’t risk angering the Empress any further. All she could do is rendezvous with her fellow succubi operatives and complete their mission, and hope that Maia would be alright.

 

~~~

 

It was never hard to find lower-ranking succubi or incubi. All one had to do was follow the sounds of moans and grunts and vulgarities. For someone as experienced as Noémie, finding her sisters-in-arms was easier than finding her own G-spot.

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Across the hall, in a nearby walk-in closet, lay two younger succubi; neither of them could have been more than ninety years old. The two must have been at it for a while before Noémie arrived, as they were surrounded by puddles of their own fluids, and the air was ripe with the sweet scent of nectar. They may have been lovers, friends, or simply bored, but regardless of their relationship, those infernal women were completely enamored with each other. Noémie almost felt bad for interrupting their fun, but there was work to do.

After loudly clearing her throat, Noémie ordered her comrades to rise and stand at attention. They complied, but only after taking a brief moment to bask in the afterglow of their playful romp.

“Sisters,” Noémie said, “starting today, we are to track down a child cambion and, without harming him or anyone else, put him in a state of danger. Hopefully, doing so will–”

“We already know the details, Polemarch,” said one of the lesser succubi.

“Honestly, Commander Bellamy,” said the other, “did you really think the Empress would leave us in the dark?”

“Don’t be silly!”

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Noémie was used to being the one giving mission briefings to her lower-ranking sisters, but if Lilith informed those two about the mission directly, then there must have been more going on than she thought. Though, the lack of professionalism made her think twice about that possibility.

“Is that any way to speak to your superior?” Noémie asked, a stern look on her face.

The two younger succubi exchanged glances. Whatever sense of worry was held between them was quickly replaced by a pair of mischievous smirks and hungry eyes.

The bolder of the two approached first. “I’m so sorry, Polemarch,” she teased, “I can assure you that Anya and I meant no disrespect. Right?”

The succubus named Anya swayed her hips in a hypnotic rhythm as she made her way towards her superior.

“That’s right,” she said, “Shauna and I are just, how you say, more comfortable around you than we are with Empress Lilith.”

The two succubus operatives were getting very close to Noémie. As they inched closer and closer to the Polemarch, they made sure to accentuate their respective assets. Anya ran her hands over the sides of her narrow waist, drawing attention to her wide hips and thick legs. Shauna folded her arms under her breasts to show off an impressive display of cleavage, swinging her upper body from side to side to produce a noticeable jiggle with each step.

Noémie’s heart began beating faster. Despite having over a thousand years of experience under her belt, having two gorgeous women come onto her still got her excited, though she refused to show any signs of attraction to her underlings. That didn’t stop the two from continuing. In fact, Noémie’s display of disinterest only motivated their advances even further.

As they moved in closer, Noémie hardened her stance and looked down on them.

“Don’t even try to flirt your way out of this,” she ordered. “That may work on your comrades, but it won’t get you anywhere with an elite like me.”

Shauna pressed her breasts against Noémie’s and gave her a longing look. “Oh, madam,” she cooed, “we don't mean to be naughty. We just want to show you how much we adore you, is all. Right, Anya?”

Noémie felt a pair of greedy hands run over her hips as Anya’s words danced into her ears.

“It’s true, Commander,” she whispered, “we’ve always admired your strength, your beauty.” Anya planted wet kisses up and down Noémie’s neck, drawing out her Commander’s quiet moans. “And, of course,” Anya continued, “you delicious body.”

“You two are–ahn,” Noémie covered her voice with a fake cough before finishing with, “you’re both completely out of line!”

The Polemarch tried her hardest to hide her growing excitement, but Anya and Shauna could see right through her act. And so, they pushed even further.

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Shauna took a step back and slowly peeled off her top, letting each breast fall from the soft fabrics. Following her friends lead, Anya stripped and pressed her bare chest into Noémie’s back.

Noémie’s concentration was beginning to falter. Her millenium of experience betrayed her, instead of building up a tolerance to her seducers’ advances, her mind was flooded by fantasies and memories of past lovers. The things she wanted to do to them, the things she wanted to be done to her, it was driving her mad with lust.

Anya felt Noémie’s heat scorch through her breasts and fill her body, setting her desires ablaze. She couldn’t restrain herself any longer. Her lips pressed into the side of Noémie’s neck once more, slurping and sucking on her smooth skin. Anya’s hands glided over the Polemarch’s breast and rubbed over her crotch, forcing a sharp gasp and moan out of Noémie.

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“Please,” Anya begged, “we want you so bad, Commander!”

Noémie struggled to form a coherent response, then her eyes fell onto Shauna. The bustier succubus that had given her a strip tease mere moments ago had her fingers plunged into her dripping pussy. Her aroma flooded Noémie’s and Anya’s senses, their aching desires for each other’s sex pushing them over the edge.

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One by one, their composure and care for hierarchies fell to the wayside, their primal natures taking over. None of them cared for any missions or otherworldly politics. They craved release. They needed to fuck.

Through raspy breaths, Noémie spoke.

“The mission can wait.” She beckoned Shauna to join her and Anya, licking her lips as she hastily took off her one-piece.

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The new girls needed to be taught to behave, and Noémie was more than willing to be their teacher.

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The Polemarch knew right away that Shauna had an attitude problem. No problem. Nothing a good, hard fuck couldn't fix.

Anya was quite proud of her intelligence. Whether that pride was earned or not is debatable within Gehenna's intellectual circles – the ones that cared at least – but she wasn't so arrogant as to turn away from a learning opportunity. She watched her commander's motions and listened to her every word with severe attention to detail, heeding to every last one of Noémie's orders.

Shauna, meanwhile, was left to sit back and take whatever they threw her way.

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Not that she didn't like that. Despite usually being the initiator in sexual situations, she always preferred to take a submissive role. Whether she were lying on her back or was down on her knees, she drew great satisfaction from pleasuring others. Naturally, she was more than happy to let her friend and her superior have their way with her.

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It didn't take long for Noémie to learn about Shauna's kinks, however. This was meant to be a disciplinary action, not a fun romp! She kicked up the intensity, restricting Shauna's movements as she played with her. Seeing of the red and blue succubi going at it made Anya jealous, but she knew better than to get in Noémie's way. She laid back and pleasured herself to the sight of her friend's orgasm.

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With their session over, the three of them took a moment to collect themselves before returning to the matter at hand.

 

~~~

 

“Now then,” said Noémie, “are we clear on what’s to be done?”

Shauna scratched the side of her head. “Well, yes,” she said, “but–”

“Remind us again why you aren’t going with us?” Anya interrupted.

Noémie was about to scold them for their ignorance, but restrained herself after she remembered their age. It’d be unfair to expect in-depth knowledge of the Great Realms out of pre-centenarians.

“It’s for the same reason why our Empress never leaves Gehenna,” she explained. “Infernal entities of great power send shockwaves throughout the realms outside of their domains. The mortal’s entire world order will shift if I or anyone near my strength sets foot in their home, and we can’t have that.”

Neither Anya nor Shauna seemed convinced. Shauna placed a hand on her hip and asked, “so what? What’s it matter if we mess up their world a little?”

Anya chimed in. “Yeah, who cares about a few mortals?”

Noémie glowered at the young succubi.

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“How simple-minded are you two?” The space the three of them occupied suddenly felt much colder than before.

“It appears I’ve overestimated your intelligence,” Noémie continued, “allow me to make up for my error in judgement.”

Noémie pointed to the ground and spoke an incantation, forcing Anya and Shauna to their knees. They tried to break from the spell, but found themselves unable to move.

“Hey!” shouted Shauna, “what are you–”

“Quiet!”

Shauna found herself unable to speak. Anya took notice and decided it best to keep quiet as well.

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“Now then,” said Noémie, “let me finish before I send you off. The Mortal Realm lies between all other realms, specifically our own realm and the Divine Realm. Anytime someone as powerful as me or the Empress enters the Mortal Realm, all of reality can feel it. That includes the Angels and their superiors.”

Anya’s eyes shot open and her face contorted into a look of sheer terror. Shauna wanted to comfort her scared friend, but Noémie’s magic forbade her from moving or making any noise. Noémie took notice of this and relaxed her tone.

“It’s finally starting to click for you now, is it?” she chided. “Good. I’m glad I don’t have to teach you the severity of an angelic assault. Which is exactly why I cannot go with you two. My presence in the Mortal Realm could very well lead to a war between the Realms, and there’s no guarantee that we would come out as the victors.”

With a snap of her fingers, Noémie freed the succubi from her spell. Shauna rushed to Anya, embracing her in a tight hug. She glared at the Polemarch, shock and anger churning in her mind.

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“Don’t give me that look,” Noémie ordered. “A little spell is nothing compared to what the Empress would’ve done to you.”

Shauna looked to the ground, then at Anya, who looked back with a reassuring expression.

“It’s fine, Shauna,” said Anya.

“But,” Shauna started, but was interrupted by Noémie.

“Enough. We’ve wasted enough time already. Here,” Noémie summoned a portal and gestured to it, “this will take you to the target’s home. If you need to feed, go after mortals that share no relation to the target. Remember, your job is to make him feel like he’s in danger, not to harm him.”

“And you?” asked Shauna.

“I’ll be watching you from here with the help of Maia’s magic. So, if you make any mistakes or go against your orders, we’ll know right away.”

Shauna was about to make a snide comment, but Anya’s nudge to her side made her hold her tongue.

“Let’s just go, Shauna,” suggested Anya.

Shauna conceded and the two made their way through the portal.

 

~~~

 

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Anya and Shauna found themselves on the outskirts of a small town covered in snow. The sight of colorful light displays, ornaments, and snowpals led them to conclude that they had arrived in the middle of some sort of festive season. Down the road, they saw the local youth making snow angels and participating in snowball fights. Whatever ritual the mortals were partaking in, it was clear that it was one of joy and excitement.

Which makes it all the more unfortunate considering the task that Anya and Shauna were assigned.

“Any sight of the boy?” asked Anya, scanning the environment.

“No,” replied Shauna, “none of these mortals fit the descriptions we were given.”

“Damn. Looks like we’ll have to explore the neighborhood then.” Anya waved her hands over herself and her appearance changed. Her true form was disguised by something the locals would find more familiar.

Shauna scoffed, “time to tuck the horns away,” and transformed as well.

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“Shall we?” asked Anya.

“We shall.” answered Shauna.

And so they began their search.

 

~~~

 

Locating the boy in a sea of children proved more difficult than anticipated. After hours of searching, the succubi still couldn't find their target.

They were about to head back to the outskirts to set up camp, when something caught Anya’s attention. Across the street, there was a large residence with a signboard with an interesting name on it.

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“The Landgraab Estate for Vulnerable Youths,” Anya read.

“Did that name ever come up in our briefing?” asked Shauna.

Anya scrunched her brow, trying to remember the exact instructions given to them.

“No,” she answered, “but the Empress did mention that our target was an orphan. This big house could be his home.”

“Wow,” Shauna chuckled, “kid must be doing alright for himself.”

“It’s certainly better than that dump we grew up in.” Anya crossed her arms as she surveyed the building.

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Shauna peered into the home through one of the windows. “Yeah, don’t remind me.” She gasped and called for Anya’s attention. “Shit, someone’s coming! We gotta move!”

The two dashed away from the L.E.V.Y. and sat on a nearby park bench. Having human disguises had its perks, but they needed to be sure that no one saw them using their powers.

A rowdy blonde boy burst through the door, calling for someone behind him to follow his lead. “C’mon you slowpokes!” he commanded, “they’re gonna run outta those snowpal cakes if we don’t hurry!”

As he hopped out, a girl with pasty white skin and blue hair ran in his direction while fiddling with her knit cap.

Her unnatural hair color caught Anya’s attention. She turned to Shauna and asked, “maybe I’m just out of touch, but humans don’t have rainbow-colored hair, do they?”

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Shauna shrugged. “I guess hair dye is really popular with the kids nowadays.”

“Hurry up, Bash!” the girl called out. “Nic’ll eat all the cakes if we don’t hurry!”

“I heard that, ya frickin’ toothpick!” Nicolas yelled.

Out jumped another boy, a stressed look on face as he tried to keep up with the other two kids. “Hey! Wait up, guys!”

This child peaked both succubi’s interest. He was a fair-skinned redhead with freckles brushed across his cheeks and nose. And the name that girl called him, “Bash”, sounded very close to the name of the person they were after.

Shauna turned to her friend, a wicked smirk on her face. “What do you think?”

“I think,” Anya said, standing up from the bench, “we just found our target.”

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Anya turned to Shauna and shot a fiendish smile her way. "Come, I've got a plan."

Shauna cocked her head to the side and asked, "what are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking it's time this boy caught a break." She chuckled to herself. "We're going to give him what he's always wanted."

 

Next time on "Cambion's Tale": Anya executes her master plan, and our trio of friends are faced with something none of them could have ever imagined.

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