Succubus

*Oona’s POV*

I saw, over Andy’s shoulder, the beginnings of the dawn. It was long past time for me to take my leave. He pulled back with a start.

"But wait, why do you have to go? When will you come back?" He looked panicked. This thought-reading thing was a pain in the ass!

Andy went from distressed to chuckling. Ugh, he did it again! He rubbed a hand over one of my buttocks. “Kiss it, make it better?” He was grinning a silly grin, the corners of his eyes crinkling with how pleased he clearly was with his joke.

I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore the warmth I felt when I saw him smile as he caressed my behind. "If you like, I can visit tonight, and teach you what I can about incubi, how to control your abilities, and such..."

I knew it was a bad idea. I had to refrain from any further sexual contact with Andy, for his sake. But I wanted to see him again so profoundly! Besides, my days were numbered…

"Please come. Just come, Oona. C'mon, I can't even leave my house!" Andy’s smile deepened from childlike to mature as his eyelids lowered while he gazed at me, and his near-celestial charms melted me. His eyes were so bright.

"Maybe, so long as you remember to care for your cats, Andy." I knew I needed to leave. I needed time to think. Andy needed sleep. With Andy right in front of me, my heart eclipsed everything else.

"Deal." I rose to get dressed, and Andy followed me to my pile of clothing. He pulled me into an embrace, then bent to kiss me sweetly. I couldn’t bring myself to resist. Instead I ran one hand through his hair as he gripped my arm, and the other up his chest, trying to memorize the way he felt, the way he tasted, the way he smelled. I loved it; I loved him. I figured I would never lay with Andy again. At least I would not suffer without his touch, having known such joy, for very long. Andy pulled away, shaking his head. "I won't let you die. I'll figure something out."

I was touched that Andy should care about the welfare of a succubus that had essentially stalked him for years. I didn't understand how his human side could accept all that had happened so well. Perhaps it was the... other side of his family's influence? Or perhaps the incubus in him was very resilient?

He smirked, stroking my hair. "Maybe. Or maybe it's just my personality." I smiled, then squeezed his hand and turned away to dress. I felt his eyes on me as I pulled the dress over my head and retrieved my satchel.

"Until this evening, Andy Biersack." I clasped his hand gently once more.

"See you tonight, super-hot sex-demon Oona." I giggled. I went to walk away, but Andy didn’t want to let go of my hand. He pulled it to his lips and kissed my knuckles lightly before finally releasing me. I felt the happy, nausea-like feeling, the love, so strongly my words were stolen from me. I turned and walked to a mirror on the wall, and then winked back home.

Notes

yeah, it's totally not weird to stay up until past 3 in the morning to post fan fiction, right? haha! i'm sure, like, someone, somewhere reads this. it's name may be the-google-internet-roaming-thing, but it's my biggest fan! ;D

on a side note: having some shit luck at work with my patients lately. so many euths, or really sick animals, or sick animals where the owners won't pay for any treatment or diagnostics (literally nothing at all). kindly cross your fingers on my behalf that things may improve. if the fates exist, they are fucking me over in the most heinous of fashions. or if karma exists, i must have done something incredibly reprehensible. ugh. i would rather it be taken out on me and not my patients, thanks. it's giving me terrible insomnia.