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Succubus

No wonder most of my kind generally avoided it.

*Oona’s POV*

I sat and stared at the floor, wondering what would happen. I had never meant to cause anyone any pain; I had waited years to feed on Andy. I hadn’t known I had anything other than gustatory, predatory feelings for him, I hadn’t thought it was possible I could love anyone. Now here I was, hurting Andy, hurting someone he loved.

I realized, ashamed, that I was even wearing Andy’s clothes. Could I seem any more shameless and uncaring? I gripped the hem of the t-shirt I was wearing and rolled it between my fingers, glancing over at Andy. He seemed much more coherent in the last few minutes. He looked pensive, talking softly with Sebastian and Penemue, with Crow in his lap, while Juliet was using the restroom.

Juliet supping on Andy had changed him back to his typical appearance, but to me he was no less appealing than he was an hour ago. He was Andy, that was what mattered. If anything, for a while recently, his exterior had gotten to the point of being overwhelming and too distracting from what he was actually saying.

Juliet came into the living room and sat down next to Andy as Penemue moved to give her some room on the couch. I felt the strong urge to flee. I was not accustomed to all these awful, merciless emotions. I assumed they were associated with loving someone; they had to be. There wasn’t any other logical explanation, I simply hadn’t had these sorts of issues before. I decided to shield my thoughts, lest my emotions affect Andy and confuse him further. They confused me too, and he had enough on his mind already, he needed to focus on Juliet.

I felt a surge in my stomach and deduced it must be guilt. Seconds later I realized I wanted to be held; I felt alone. Then- were my eyes beginning to moisten? I suspected self-pity. How ridiculous! I decided love was extremely dangerous, possibly even deadly hazardous to the health of those it affected. No wonder most of my kind generally avoided it! And yet, I still couldn’t turn my back on it! Hmmm- still, I should warn others I cared about to act in favor of prevention, when possible, it seemed…

Juliet addressed us all. “I thought I might, I guess, clear a few things up, while Andy’s getting a clear head?” All but one of us nodded, as Femme jumped in her lap.

Andy forced a smile. “I’m good.”

Juliet rolled her eyes in a nice way. “Mmm-hmm. Either way, give me two seconds, babe.” Andy made a little funny face at her. They were cute together. “So, yes, everyone, I'm a vampire. I’m not sure what the fur-babies told you, so I’ll just give you the quick version. I don’t even know how many kinds of vampires there are, it’s not like we all get together and hang out and shit. Yes, I’m physically capable of feeding off of blood, but it is by far, I mean, way, way by far, the inferior choice. Because you saw what I normally do just now. I feed on energy. It’s not common.”

Juliet cleared her throat. “So. The way you get that is really sort of weird. You know how, uh, well maybe you don’t know… So, there are some bloodsucking vampires that are just completely brainless, they have nothing going on upstairs, they’re almost like zombies. They’re just machines, and they will go after anything with blood, they’re indiscriminate. Every now and then, if they’re starving, either a really unfortunate one of your kind,” Juliet pointed at me, “or a really lucky one of those maniacs will land a bite.”

I couldn’t help it, the idea that a vampire would have either the audacity or skill to bite a succubus or incubus was crazy! “Shit!

Juliet nodded. “Like I said, it’s very uncommon. My maker was an incubus that was bitten by one of those things. Of course, he killed it right after, but the damage was done.” I glanced at Andy, and his mouth was just a little bit open. Oh my poor, sweet Andy!

Juliet’s eyes darkened a little at what must have been difficult memories. “My maker never learned to control the flow of energy. I think he was just so used to dealing with it as an incubus, he couldn’t call it to him gently. Every time he fed, even with just a kiss, he’d drain every human dry in seconds. He’d kill everything. I... I’ve had some incidents too, trouble before, it’s harder with humans, because I can’t give energy back once I’ve taken it, I just can’t figure out how, but I can store it.

"That’s why, initially, when I’d met Andy, once I realized what he was, that he didn’t even know, and then later, once he was actually single, I knew he would be a great food source, a safer one. But, you fucking ass, in, like, hours, you immediately fucked up my plans to use you just for energy. You stole my heart away with your giant-ass hair and teeny-tiny pants.”

They grinned at each other, and again, I felt the urge to leave. I stood in the way of this: something beautiful. Something natural, that hadn't been forced upon Andy. I had selfishly stepped, knowingly into the middle of that, thinking it was harmless, just because I had felt like it? Thinking I would just feed from Andy, be able to walk away, and that he would forget? Was it because I had wanted it for myself? Now, how could I ever walk away? I felt such conflict I thought I detected self-loathing. Confusion and even physical pains! Hmmm. Interesting. I would have to tell Kria most definitely never to spy on her targets at length or to fall in love. It was terrible. Except for the times it wasn't.

Andy took Juliet’s hand tenderly in his own. “Come talk with me?” Juliet nodded. The cats jumped off their laps and made for some kitty beds while Juliet and Andy walked off to their bedroom. I was filled with acute panic: Andy and I had just been together in their bed! This was bad! Could they not have gone somewhere else? I couldn’t do anything to make it right.

I curled in around myself, needing some kind of comfort, keeping my thoughts shielded tightly. To my horror, after only a few minutes, I started to hear the sound of arguing from the bedroom.

I knew going and interrupting couldn’t possibly help. I curled my legs up under me and put my hands to my ears, but I couldn’t block out the escalating sounds of the shouting. The thought of Andy in pain, the pain I was causing, was making me ill. I began to cry as I felt my entire abdomen clench. I had never felt anything so terrible!

I was responsible for all of this! I had done everything! I had hurt these good people! I dimly felt Penemue and Sebastian rubbing on my shoulders, murmuring at me, but it was nothing compared to the shouting. All I could register was the emotional suffering I had caused, driving knives into my heart and my brain.

Notes

uh-oh. shouting from the bedroom, eh?

Comments

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SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
4/15/17

@anathema

Flowers for you, beotch!

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
2/22/17

@Thorn_

@nikitheghoul

@Maladaptive

thanks guys! i worked forever on it, so glad to hear that you enjoyed! :O)

anathema anathema
2/22/17

Congratulations on finishing another great project! I can't wait for new stories from you!

Maladaptive Maladaptive
2/22/17

AAHHHHHHH

I CANT BELIEVE ITS OVER

AND WITH SUCH A HAPPY ENDING TOO

i knew you were gonna be a sucker for a happy ending ;D

ghoulbaby ghoulbaby
2/21/17