Succubus

59- Yeah... That went well.

*Andy's POV*

Things went pretty smoothly at first, considering how badly I fucked up right from the start. I was a complete fucking idiot and took Jules into our bedroom to talk; you could still smell the sex in the air. Right away I knew my mistake, but if I turned around and shooed her out guiltily, I thought I'd only make things worse...

Juliet stiffened, looking at our rumpled bed sheets, and at then me, pretty recently showered, my hair still somewhat damp. I felt like day-old dog shit. She closed her eyes and pursed her lips. "Baby, could you please open the windows and turn a fan on?"

I didn't say anything. No apology was going to make it better right then, I just needed to do exactly what she said. So- I did exactly that, feeling like the worst asshole, not just because I'd yielded to a succubus' charms, that part Juliet seemed to grasp... but because of the rest of what I was going to tell her. Shit.

I watched for a second as Juliet lit some incense. I loved her so much. I started to strip the sheets but she stopped me. "Don't bother." She pointed at the ground. "Sit." She sat cross-legged, facing me, next to the bed. She reached out and took my hand, squeezing it, but not looking at me.

I hesitated. I didn't know where to start. My Dragonfly, so in sync with me, squeezed my hand again. "Just tell me everything, I'll do the same. Ask me whatever you want, I won't hold anything back anymore." I squeezed her hand back.

Juliet was irreplaceable, not nearly so simple as being a harmony to my melody. It was more like my spirit could only make those certain harmonies and melodies with her, she helped me explore the meaning of freedom, she helped me see certain things in life that were precious and beautiful that otherwise I would have passed right by. I couldn't bear to think of a life without her.

So I took a deep breath and focused on the smell of sandalwood for a moment, before starting from the beginning. Juliet seemed familiar with how succubi worked, so she was able to adjust to all the weird shit with a lot more ease than I had. I wondered if she knew all about metaphysical stuff from her maker, or master, or whatever. She also seemed to get a sense that it had been unusual, when I explained how I had apparently woken up when Oona had placed her seed.

Jules knew me too well and must have felt me tensing, worried she would be unhappy, when she let go of my hand to light a cigarette. That made me nervous, so I followed suit. I related how Oona had met the cats, and how she had apparently known Grampy before I was born. We were both relieved that they weren't that kind of friends, that would have been so fucked up.

Juliet asked why Grampy hadn't told Oona he was my Grampy right away. I said I figured it had to do with his whole bullshit, hands-off attitude.

Then came the part where things rapidly went south. I told Jules how Oona had been worried about me, and sought out information from Grampy, about why I had woken up. She was immediately suspicious and cut me off. "Worried? Why?"

"Uh..." shit! I was so freaked out, I was going out of order, it wasn't on purpose! "Because, dammit, I'll tell you in a second, it will make more sense, I think." -Shit I had to hurry, the dam was going to fucking burst- "By accident Oona had feelings for me, she loves me, but, BUT, but, she didn't know it, so she slipped me a seed that was spiked with it. That's some kind of ancient fucked-up ritual, and now I'm her mate. Whoa! I mean, just the incubus part of me, ok? I'm sorry, I was unconscious!" Jules was really quiet, just tapped the ash of her cigarette.