Succubus

*Oona's POV*

I had seen Andy’s penis erect many times through my mirror when he had lain with Juliet, but I had never seen it in person. This was the first time I had been in its presence, engorged, his lust because of me. I felt my hunger trying to cloud my mind and drive me to unethical acts, but I wouldn’t let it. I wouldn’t touch Andy unless he wanted me to, unless he asked me. I shut down the lustful thoughts and approached Andy’s bedside quietly.

I sat on the edge of the bed, careful to give him space. “Andy, it’s Oona, will you awaken and see me?” I had done this countless times before, but I was nervous. I wanted Andy to accept me more than I ever had with any other. Why, I wasn’t sure.

After a few seconds, his eyes opened, and locked on mine, as they had when I had implanted his seed. But this time, they widened in recognition, and he spoke as he sat up. “Oona!” He looked around at his bedroom, then down at his erection. “What, what is happening to me? Are you real?”

Looking at him, somewhat panic-stricken, confused, forlorn, incredibly handsome, I felt, again, that unfamiliar tug of sympathy. I didn’t like the way it made me feel; watching Andy in distress was almost painful. So I decided to just tell him the truth. Maybe the feeling would go away.

“I’ll tell you, but you’ll find it hard to believe.” He just looked at me. “I am a succubus, Andy. I’ve been watching you for years, waiting for the right time to visit. Last night I implanted a seed in you, what you can think of as a ‘spell,’ that is designed to heighten your desire and focus your thoughts on me, as well as give me a better connection to you. It seems to be working extremely effectively.”

His eyes were just about bugging out of his head, but he said nothing, so I went on. “I don’t know what you have heard about succubae, but I don’t want to hurt you, or get pregnant with your child. I also have seen that you are worried that you’re being untrue to Juliet. Well, you’re not; your heart is sacrosanct and my kind cannot violate that bond.”

Andy looked at my body, scantily clad in a gauzy garment, then guiltily looked away. “I’ve been just, going crazy. You’re all I think about. Is there any way to remove this seed, Oona?” He sounded miserable. Again, I felt that unfamiliar pang of discomfort, that sympathy.

“Not that I know of. The only way to bring peace is to sate your hunger. Let me feed off of the pleasure I can give you, Andy. In time, when I, in turn, am satiated, I will leave you be, and when Juliet returns, she will be none the wiser.” That was the risky part. Some people in relationships took great offense.

Andy stared off, and appeared to be thinking for quite some time, frowning. I could practically taste his irritation, displeasure, and extreme arousal at my presence. “Fuck!”

He ran his hands through his hair, then glanced at me. “Fuck, you smell amazing!” He grimaced, cracking his knuckles. “Well, fine! Let’s get you full up as quickly as possible and get this over with.”

He crossed his arms and pointedly looked away from me, at the wall. His cock, however, noticed me leaning closer, and visibly stiffened. I could sense Andy’s pulse quicken.

Notes

Hmmm, seems their meeting could have gone smoother…