Chapter 32

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A/N: Somewhat not suitable for work. (NSFW). Also see author's note at the end of the chapter.

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Posted 6-17-22

"I think that's the nicest and sweetest thing that I have ever heard

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"I think that's the nicest and sweetest thing that I have ever heard. Not just to me, but heard anywhere. I don't think a romantic comedy could have aired a better moment than this. And saying that. Well I'd say you were about to get very lucky." If I weren't a combination of happy, hungry, and horny I would have probably cried at the sentiment. And obviously since I just ate so I know it's not food I'm hungry for. I dive for him and press my lips against his. I figured he wouldn't be the one to initiate the kiss after all.

After he moans, I know the kiss has become so much more. I know I am also feeding off of his growing lust as well, perhaps even instilling some more lust within him. I back off on my magic, pulling in his lust like the drain underneath a water faucet that is turned on the bare minimum to produce only a small stream of his essence. After I am sure my Succubus magic is in check I focus on the magic of his luscious lips and how they feel pressed against my own. My toes curl, and I deepen the kiss by licking my way into his mouth. This prompts him to remove the remaining space between us and press his body fully against mine. I'm so overheated at this point, and I have to take a break and pull away simply because we do both have to be able to breathe. I set back in my original spot once more and stare into his gorgeous blue eyes while both of our shoulders shake as we gasp to get some, much needed, oxygen in our lungs. He is looking straight at me but he doesn't appear to be focusing on me right now.

"Get lucky? I didn't say it to–" He pauses, and I can tell he is searching for the words to say.

"I...I'm sorry." Does he not want me? Was I getting carried away? Was this all too much too soon? I cast my eyes downward to the bedspread as guilt and self doubt begin to overwhelm me. "Obviously, I got carried away. I guess a side effect of not kissing anyone for the past few days, and my period being over, made me horny."

"No, no. Haven, you misunderstand me. I do want you." He sits up on his knees, and my eyes trail to his lap. Yeah, he is most definitely aroused. In fact, I'm pretty damn sure due to the size of the tent pitching in his track pants that he is more well endowed than the few others that I have seen before. If we had been laying down beside each other instead of seated on the edge of the bed I would have felt his growing erection stirring against my stomach as we kissed. I look back up at his face and grin sheepishly as heat rushes to my cheeks, because obviously I got caught checking out his package. "I guess I am going to have to show you."

Before I can ask, 'show me what?' He starts pulling his pants down, and I find myself licking my lips in anticipation. The sight of the shapely defined V of his adonis belt has my core clenching in needy response. Then he slides his hand into his boxers and pulls out his cock. It's definitely large like I expected it to be, both in girth and length, but that is obviously not what he was showing me. Up and down on the outside of his penis are more diamond shaped scales. "They're beautiful." I found myself saying. I mean they are kind of weird too, but I find myself intrigued more than weirded out.

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