It really is a funny thing what panic will do to a person’s thought process. For example, take a younger woman, have her realise that her beloved older sister did not sleep in her bed last night and left no warning over where she was. There is some good quality panic! She was dressed and out the door without a destination in mind, utterly oblivious to the fact that she was wearing two different shoes, and on the wrong feet at that. But she didn’t care. There was one question burning in her mind that absolutely had to be answered lest it drive her mad!
"Wah! Big sis! Where are you?!"
Sachiko stopped in her tracks. That wasn’t her… She turned around and saw a woman, dressed like a tourist, bawling her eyes out in the middle of the pavement. Everyone else on the street was ignoring her rather pointedly, but Sachiko could barely keep her eyes off her. That rucksack looked like it weighed ten times the both of them put together, but that wasn't even the reason for her panic-interrupting slack-jawed stare. Perhaps further detail shall illuminate.
To begin with, the purple hair was a little odd and the ponytail gave off a weirdly immature aura that contrasted completely against the very mature body underneath. She was wearing the tiniest shorts in recorded history around a waist hourglasses were envious of. In addition she was wearing a shirt that managed to be tackier than the Sixth Doctor's outfit (look it up), with colours that did not merely clash but were engaged in a generational blood feud. That might be why people were avoiding looking at her as if she weren’t even there to start with, which honestly made Sachiko pretty annoyed. How dare they ignore someone in such a state? Honestly!
“Are you alright?” Sachiko asked, momentarily forgetting her own concerns to kneel down and - Weird, she thought that this woman was much taller than her when she first saw her, but now she seemed about a head shorter. And about the same bustier.
“You can see me?” the strange woman asked, accepting the hand and allowing herself to be pulled to her feet. She suddenly froze in place without warning, then coughed, folded her arms, produced a pair of glasses that she put on her nose and confidently declared, “Of course you can see me! Why, it’s only natural, or is that supernatural? Um… I guess supernatural fits better in this situation…”
“I suppose?” Sachiko said. It felt like a safe made of confusion had been dropped on her head, then spilled out its contents: Bafflement, bewilderment, intrigue and curiosity. “Did you want help with something just now?”
“Me? Ohohoho! Need help from you?” the strange girl cackled. “What could <i>you</i> possibly do to help someone like <i>me</i>! For you see, mere human! I am a superior, irresistible seductress of the night! My charms are unparalleled by anything within your limited experience. With a look I can turn a man into jelly, or… I guess clay would be a better word? Because I could, uh, mould him however I like? Anyway! There is absolutely nothing someone like you could do to help me - Except maybe buy me that delicious-looking thing that person is selling over there!”
‘Right, Sachiko,’ her brain was saying to her feet. ‘Why aren’t we running?’
‘Are you kidding me?’ her feet replied. ‘We gotta find out her story. It would eat us alive not to know.’
A minute later, Sachiko returned with two ice cream cones. Both of which were seized by the hyperactive strange girl, who wolfed them both down in less time than it took to blink. Then just as quickly was curled up on the ground clutching at her head in a classic brain freeze. Had this girl never had ice cream before?
“So this is one of the weapons that humans use to defend themselves!” the girl said. “Delicious-looking snacks which cause paaaaain! Sneaky! Devious! Utterly evil! I must remember to suggest it to the bosses when I return!”
“Excuse me?” Sachiko interrupted, and the girl was back on her feet pretending that she had been standing the entire time. Right. So that was how it was going to be, was it? “You were saying something about your big sister before? Did you get separated or something?”
“Hmph! Not that it’s any of your business, but… I was supposed to be visiting my dear, beloved, amazing and perfect big sister Tiemaya! Oh, she’s truly wonderful! An inspiration to our kind. So smart, so observant, so manipulative and conniving. I can’t wait to see what wonderful things she’s been doing here in the human world! Ican’twaittoseeheragaincan’twaitcan’twaitcan’twait!” She gave a cutesy little spin in place, and despite being greatly amused by the girl’s antics Sachiko felt herself blush a little. “My name is Mirdana! What is yours, human acquaintance?”
“S-Sachiko,” she answered, wondering why she felt so nervous all of a sudden. Mirdana beamed a smile at her, and Sachiko reeled a little. Cute. Far too cute! She felt this overwhelming urge to pat this girl on the head, to hug her, play with her and coo over her actions and reactions. “Listen… As it happens, I was looking for my big sister as well. Maybe a friend of mine can help us both out?”
“More human friends?” Mirdana licked her lips. “Iwasjustgonnafeedonyounowbutthatsoundsgooodtoo!” Which Sachiko didn’t quite get the time to process before being pulled into a hug which completely erased her thought processes. “Come on! To your friend’s house! If you all can help me find Tiemaya, I’ll even give you all this ‘blessing’ I learned last night!”
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One of the key things any succubus learned very quickly was that it rarely paid to be vindictive. There were so many better things you could do with your time and energy than indulge in a little bit of petty vengeance, like feeding or setting up a future feeding or ignoring the jerk that interfered in your fun and getting on with having actual fun.
Then later that succubus would learn that it <i>did</i> pay to be vindictive, depending on how smart you went about doing it. Revenge sex gives off mad amounts of energy! Ohohoho, yes, it really does! That was just one example, of course. Tiemaya was indulging in a different sort of vengeance right now which, ultimately, fitted her long-term goals just fine.
It was almost kind of funny to watch. The two of them were super hyper suspicious of her, and duh, of course they were. They were probably wondering what she’d done to the food she was making. The answer being: Nothing! She was just that good a chef. Honestly, one bite of her non-enchanted cooking and all sins would be forgiven.
“It won’t work,” Kiyoshi said out of nowhere. He was glowering at her with sooo much suspicion while protectively shielding Suzu. So cute!
“What won’t?” Tiemaya innocently asked.
“I get what you’re trying to do,” Kiyoshi replied. “You’re trying to use your sex appeal to cast some freaky spell on us.”
“I am?” Tiemaya asked. How silly. If she made these two face the full brunt of her sex appeal naught would be left but gibbering wrecks, which, amusing though it may be, was not conducive to her longer-term goal of figuring out what this mere mortal’s deal was. Still, this was a chance to test something. “Then all you need to do is not look at me. Right?”
“Right!” Suzu yelled. “Then we’ll stop staring at you!”
Tiemaya counted to ten in her head and, sure enough, their eyes were still glued to her smoking hot body. She wasn’t even casting a spell or anything. This confirmed at least one theory… But she couldn’t mess with them forever. If she wanted to make headway before a certain hyperactive nuisance appeared, there was only one possible answer.
“Alright then, fine!” Tiemaya declared, hands on hips. Time to make her move. “How about we sign a contract?”
“What sort of contract?” Kiyoshi asked her breasts. “I am not signing over our souls.”
“Wouldn’t know what to do with ’em if I got ’em. Look, basically, any demonic entity - including succubi - are entitled to employ infernal forces beyond mortal comprehension to guarantee all involved parties will adhere to an agreement.” She produced a sheet of paper and slid it onto the table. “All you have to do is sign, and we shall be compelled to satisfy the conditions contained therein.”
Ugh. She hated having to adopt the legalese. Stupid damn compulsion! What the hell had she been drinking that night to think agreeing to this was a good idea by any stretch of the imagination?
“Compelled?” Suzu sniffed, hugging even tighter into Kiyoshi. Too cute! We have passed the cute event horizon and are in danger of causing an adorable implosion! “You must think we’re idiots if you think we’d sign that.”
“Actually, it’s not a problem, Suzu!” Kiyoshi’s mom yelled from the next room. “We hashed out the arrangements before the two of you woke up and - Aha! Found you, spawn-camping son of a bitch! You’ve bagged your last tea on this fine day! Eat lead, served hot!”
Just living with that woman for a couple months would make it all worth it. She’d stave off the blahs all by herself, especially since it turned out that when her son’s happiness was on the line she was the single scariest negotiator that Tiemaya had ever encountered. Ever. Ever. Ever. And she’d spent quite a lot of time in Hell, which was where quite a lot of the worst lawyers really did wind up, if only so they could improve their skills in a really high-pressure environment. If anything, this stupid contract would actually benefit these two idiots in love more than it would benefit her, but the trouble was that at this point Tiemaya simply couldn’t walk away.
“If you like, I can run through it point by point!” Tiemaya said. “If I say anything not in line with the contract, I’m sure your mother would tear me a new asshole and then find several ways to insult my intelligence, heritage and twitch reflexes in ways that I have not heard in the last mumble-mumble centuries that I have been walking the planet Earth.”
“… Could you at least put some clothes on?” Kiyoshi demanded of her cleavage. “I’d really like to be able to think straight.”
“Oh, I’m sure you’re thinking very straight thoughts right now,” Tiemaya said. “Buuuut, I am supposed to minimise mental influence before you sign this contract, or the magic won’t work right.” Let’s see. Business casual? Make it baggy so it doesn’t show off the curves… Gosh, going with the non-sexy outfit really was a challenge she wasn’t used to. Felt weird, and not the good kind. Still! A basic, deliberately unflattering pantsuit seemed about right. With a little padding in certain unflattering places to minimise the sex appeal, and didn’t that thought make her want to retch.
“Here goes,” she cleared her throat, and adopted her best elderly solemn tone. “First, here’s what I want out of this deal. I want to find out what the hell is up with your freakiness. You ain’t like any mortal I’ve met before, and I want to know why. It’s in your best interest to find out as well, so we’re both getting something out of that. The first thing I want states that you’ll both be fine with anything I do to find out what that is so long as it doesn’t breach the rest of the contract. Sound good?”
“That depends on what’s in the rest of the contract,” Kiyoshi said, while Suzu nodded in agreement.
“Then let’s get to that and see what you think,” Tiemaya winked, oooh, she hadn’t meant to do that! It didn’t count for anything, really it didn’t! “Secondly, I’ma need feeding! Whenever you two get down to business, the excess lust energy goes right in my belly. You won’t even feel it, a good night’s sleep and a hearty meal should get you both back up to normal energy levels. Thirdly, this is what we call the mutual protection clause. Neither party will allow preventable harm to come to the other party, nor knowingly cause it to occur. While I can’t see any situation in which you could save me while I can’t save myself, it stops us from screwing each other over by exploiting a one-way clause. And not screwing in the fun way either!”
“I don’t much care for the idea of being fed on,” Suzu grumbled, but Tiemaya could see that was just the denial talking. She wanted it. Oh, but she wanted it bad.
“As for what you get,” Tiemaya smirked and shuffled the papers in an effort to look professional. “Immunity to my magical influence, save for specific effects that you explicitly and deliberately give permission for me to enact. Ooh, you liked that one, didn’t you? Second is a reiteration of the mutual protection clause. Third is that I will not deliberately attempt to have sex with either of you… But the last one… Oh, now your mother is just the best mother in the whole damn world.”
“… What did she ask for?” Kiyoshi asked, sudden fear slipping into his voice. “Mom! What did you do?!”
Tiemaya let the smile on her face grow to an unnatural size on her pretty face. Oh, yes. There it was. The psychological torment. Now that the boy was interested in the contract, offering complete protection from her influence, he was seriously considering signing it. His brain was probably also a little put off by the fact that Suzu was very nearly humping his leg, but that had nothing to do with Tiemaya! Oh no, she wasn’t doing anything to cause that, certainly not deliberately.
“Well, it’s nothing much!” Tiemaya said. “Do you mind if I tell him? It might come off as a little… Traumatic for him to hear his mother say it. Ahem! Suzu gets a copy of all of my mundane - that is, non-supernatural-related - methods of seduction and sexual enjoyment. All of it. From mumble-mumble centuries worth of experience, she gets it all. Now, I’ve met women and several men who would’ve sold their souls for that kind of knowledge. But you? You get to walk away with yours intact and in your possession. I’d say this was a bargain on your end. Protection from and by a succubus on top of that? Do you have any idea how lucky you are to even <i>get</i> that kind of offer?”
“Sounds to me like you’re still trying to stiff us,” Kiyoshi said. “There’s something you’re not -”
“DEAL!” Suzu yelled, practically leaping across the table to seize the offered pen and doodle her name on the contract in the allotted spot. “Kiyoshi! Sign! Now!”
“It’s alright, dear!” his mother called from the next room. “I’ve already looked it over, and it’s just like she said! She’s not being as sneaky as that sniper hiding up this tree ohoho, think I didn’t see you there? Burn, you rat! Bwahahahahaha! BURN!”
And done. If a mother’s reassurance couldn’t be trusted in this world, what possibly could? As it happened, by sure as it was a coincidence the second Kiyoshi dropped the pen from his fingers ten minutes had passed by since she’d promised them a session of mind-blowing sex. So, time for a little maths. What do you think happens when you take a girl with a repressed supernatural fetish, dump a supernatural contract in front of her, and then dump into her memory literally centuries worth of sexual experience telling her all the myriad ways she could seduce and satisfy the boy she finally got to lay last night?
Tiemaya could easily tell you. She adopts technique number twenty-three, the steamy bedroom eyes, beckoning finger and a sway in her steps that no man could resist. Well. No man could resist when Tiemaya did it, for Suzu it would only probably work on Kiyoshi. But that’s all the girl would need. Did they think last night had been intense? Ha! Just wait a few minutes and they’d learn what “intense” really meant! And you know, they were just so cute that she wouldn’t even try to use the contract to screw them over.
“Stupid succubus. Dumbass demon.” Tiemaya read from the contract. “Oh! Those two didn’t sign it at all!”
“See?” Kiyoshi’s mom called. “Toldja it wouldn’t be so easy! They’re too genre savvy to fall into a trap like that, unlike this idiot that’s stepped on a mine! Hah! Gotcha! Watch that first step, it’s a doozy!”
Indeed. To Tiemaya’s disappointment, she could hear them upstairs already having really lame sex when it could be awesome, such a waste. Those two idiots probably wouldn’t even know the difference. Fine. She tried playing it nice. They didn’t want to play nice? She could play at that level as well… And she’d start by answering that insistent knocking on the front door so she could have a moment to think about this.
- It’s Sachiko and Mirdana.
- It’s Makoto, ready for round two.
- It’s Yukio, with some new movies.
- It’s Meiko, ready to drag Kiyoshi off to work. No. Matter. What.
- Something else
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