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81st ♫ | what's left in my heart is a hole your love had made

THE SUCCUBAI AU CMO

i've been talking about this on plurk for like two weeks u guys know what this cmo is for. nsfw just by the nature of the thing, threads don't HAVE to go in a smutty direction on this cmo, but they might so idk watch out for that

CLIFFNOTES:

General backstory is the same as in OnK, main point of divergence is that she didn't have the twins and, you know, The Succubus Of It All. Still an idol, broke up with her ex tho a few years later than in canon. Ended up leaving B-Komachi just after the Dome concert at about 21 y/o and is now a solo idol/talent just kind of floating aimlessly through life.
Cute succubus!! Fangies, pointy ears, the works. She still has her hoshigan i just categorically refuse to add them to every icon. She feeds off of 'love' and 'emotions', so being an idol in of itself technically sustains her but it's the equivalent of living off like, nutrient bars and meal replacement smoothies. She has a sort of lowkey empathy sense running at all times where she can taste a person's feelings. Still doesn't always know what to make of them though.
Didn't get the character development of being Aqua and Ruby's mom so she's still kind of clueless and clumsy and occasionally accidentally cruel to people in her innocent, thoughtless way.
Has a different but still slightly Weird r/s to her sexuality as canon Ai does - doesn't have as much of the internalized shame but is more aware of the hypocrisy & double standards of the expectations of purity & perceived romantic/sexual availability to her fans, and more bitter about it
did i mention the fangies

FREEBIE PROMPTS

Fellow secret supernatural/magical creatures, basically treating OnK like a more explicit urban fantasy setting
Characters finding out her secret, getting involved with her, coming to arrangements to let her feed off them, etc
Importing her to other canon settings where supernatural creatures are a thing - having her summoned as Servant, just vibing in a fantasy setting, etc

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Ah... hah...!

[ Shit, she's so annoying... so annoyingly right about him. How is he supposed to even manage when he can't even refute any of her claims? Here he is, plowing her so desperately, violently even... and she's calling him cute. ]

Ai...!!

[ Unable to take it any longer, he crashes his lips against hers, shutting her up himself... exactly as Ai told him to do. Even now, he's dancing to her tune... shit, and he can even feel himself getting close again already. ]

[ It's a rough, messy kiss - someone's teeth snag on her bottom lip enough to sting, and it tastes like salt and copper - but it's so incredibly honest that she can't help but melt into it. This is the sort of kiss you give someone you have no intention of sharing... if the marks printed all over her neck weren't enough of a declaration of ownership. She shouldn't be surprised when she herself had called him the kind of guy to go this kind of crazy for someone he likes, but...

She has to reward him. Her thighs squeeze tight around his hips in encouragement and she nips at his mouth, licking at the marks she leaves behind in between each bite. If she's going to be in such a state by the time they're done here, it's only fair if the same goes for him too, right? ]

Oberon...

[ She moans his name into his mouth and - it's needy and sweet and unbearably honest. ]

Ai...

[ There's no way in hell he can let himself leave after this in the state that Ai is going to leave him in... and yet how is it that he can already tell that any attempt to hide it will get her to make a fuss similar to when she first saw him as the Fairy King?

Not that it matters. Not right now. ]

Ai, I'm...!

[ He doesn't even need to say it, does he? She can probably already tell just how close he is. ]

[ Ah. Of course she can. It's clear as day in the way he trembles against her, the way his voice shakes, the way he's slamming into her with those short, erratic thrusts that tell her he's fighting with every fiber of his being to hold out just a little bit longer. Maybe Ai was the one who was just greedy here - Oberon's the one who was starved all along. ]

Ahah... It's really that good? You really love it that much? Don't hold back!

[ What? Did he really think he was going to get away without a little more teasing?

She makes up for it, though. She hugs him tight, arms around his neck, and presses kisses to the corner of his eye, his cheek - and when their lips finally meet, it's no longer the messy, desperate thing it was earlier. It's sweet and slow and deep and she pours her voice into his lips again. ]

Oberon... you've been such a good boy, so you can come whenever you want, okay?

[ Starved might really be the best and only way to put it for him. ]

Ugh...!

[ At some point, even the sound of her teasing in his ears became something natural to him. As does the kiss, letting her pepper him with so many of them until finally their lips lock together and... ]

N-Nn... hnn...!

[ He moans into the kiss, he moans into her lips as his entire body shudders and his thrusts come to a sudden halt... hilted as deep inside the small succubus' body as possible before erupting inside her. ]

A-Ai...!

[ He's so much bigger than her, he's pinning her down with his full weight, he's well and truly devouring her... and yet why is it that as he does what Ai says like a good boy, pouring all of himself deep inside her in what feels to him like an unending torrent, does it feel as if he's being devoured instead? ]

[ It's - it's so different when he finishes inside her, it tastes so much better than before that Ai can't believe it. She knows from experience that isn't usually the case so for it to feel this good, taste this good, it must mean that getting to have her like this... being allowed to claim her, mark her, fill her like this is driving him even more crazy than anything else she's done. She's so hot and full and messy and it's all his fault - and she loves it.

Her whole body shudders warmly. Her breath hitches, her hips pinned so thoroughly under his there's no escape, even if she wanted it. Which she doesn't. If anything, she melts into it, fingers tangling in his hair, and her free hand stroking down his back - she's unbearably gentle and tender the entire time he's shuddering through it and when she finally stops kissing him, it's only so she can breathe. ]

Ah... hah... there's so much... were you really that pent up? I was teasing you way too much...

H-Hngh... Ai...!

[ Oberon doesn't do things like this often. In fact, he'd go as far as to say he never does anything like this... and yet he can't help but feel as though he's just experienced one of the most intense climaxes imaginable. The amount he unloads into her womb easily eclipses the amount he'd just shot out when she had been stroking him, and he can still feel the sensation of it all running through his entire body like an electrical current that's fizzling out far too slowly.

He melts into her, melts into her gentle and tender touch as he starts to come down from the intense high that was finally unloading inside her, still shaking and trembling while he remains as hard inside her as ever. ]

A-Ai...

[ His expression... eyes unfocused, cheeks flushed, jaw hanging open as he gasps for air... embarrassingly, it's the most honest he's ever looked. ]

[ Something about Ai's expression changes in turn, too - she takes in the look on his face and hers suddenly softens. She pulls him down, pressing a kiss to his forehead, then his cheek, then the corner of his mouth all while her fingers keep slowly stroking through his hair. It's nothing like the way she'd been teasing him before - every touch is careful and gentle. Rather than trying to rile him up like usual, now she's doing her best to soothe him. ]

Mm... It's okay. I'm not going anywhere. I've got you.

[ She really wasn't expecting him to be in such a state... or maybe she was and just didn't realize how much it would affect her to see it. Either way, her own heart is racing, she's just as breathless as he is, and the kisses she presses to his skin are lingering and sweet. ]

I'll take care of you so just relax, okay? Let's stay like this as long as you want.

Ah...

[ What the hell. What the actual hell. Here he is, pinning a Succubus down after having unloaded inside her... and she's comforting him. Him, of all people...

And he's enjoying it. His breath shudders and he starts to relax, soothed by the soft sound of her voice, the feeling of each finger running through his hair. He feels warm... and not just because he's still inside her, though that's certainly helping.

Yet even as his breathing slows, how is it that he still desires her even more? So much that he doesn't even soften, even as the tension leaves his body and he just lays there, bodies pressed together, losing himself in her comfort. ]

[ She's thought it to herself before plenty but he really is so cute. It's the last thing anyone would ever think to call him, especially as he really is, but it's entirely because he's so cold and mean usually that it's all the more charming to see him like his. He's a mess of contradictions in all sorts of ways and she wants to see more of it, to greedily indulge in this sight that's hers and hers alone. She's not sure how she's managed to stay so patient as long as she has but now that she's gotten a taste of him, it's not nearly enough.

She'd be willing to be a good girl for now, if she thought it was what he wanted, though. She can be, when it's necessary. But she can still taste the sharp edge of his hunger strongly enough that it makes her teeth itch. They're wonderfully well-matched - she might not be starving anymore but that doesn't mean she's had anywhere close to her fill. ]

... jeez. ❤️ I can't believe you're still hard. [ Her voice is still warm but there's a teasing edge to it now. ] I guess you've been waiting long enough... there's no way this would've been enough to satisfy you, huh? ... that's good.

[ That's all the warning he gets before she nips at his ear. ]

I'm greedy too.

[ So, that went... better than expected. Honestly, Ai hadn't been sure what to expect of a Servant's stamina on either side of the equation but even she has to admit that a whole night is just a little excessive. A few rounds was to be expected when he'd obviously been holding back so much but when she realized they'd been in her room so long that morning had come and they'd missed breakfast... well, she wasn't complaining in the least but they'd maybe gone just a teeny tiny bit overboard.

It'd been good, though. He'd tasted so sweet. And he'd made so many sweet, overwhelmed faces... so of course she's not leaving him alone. ]

Good morniiiiiing! [ Like she has every day this past week, that's how Ai announces her presence before casually tossing her arms around his neck and plopping her head down onto his shoulder. ... She's floating, of course, because she can't manage this any other way. ] Jeez, I slept right through my alarm today... it's hard to get up when there's nothing to do.

[ Is she, uh... nuzzling into his hair??? Never mind that they are very much not alone in the corridor right now. ]

Is Master still hogging you today? Boo, boring...

[ He's still in denial as to what happened. How it had gotten so, so far out of hand. Eight hours... it's not like Servants need to sleep, so of course they could continue for that long, but... to have gotten carried away like that. Him of all people...

And the worst part? He just can't get it out of his mind. Every sight, every image of her in such a lewd state, beckoning him even further downward into that pit of depravity... it's all seared into his mind. When he closes his eyes, he sees her again... at this point, he has to wonder if it's the result of some kind of passive skill she has. She is a succubus, and the alternative is that he's so disastrously drawn to her that one taste was all it took to get hooked on her.

Something that Master must NEVER find out. Ever. ]

Tch... I just got out of the simulator, I don't need you being clingy right now.

[ He says, despite it being decidedly not summer. If nothing else, his annoyance isn't fake... if only because she's only gotten more unsubtle as the days go by. The blatant show of affection and even favoritism from the succubus as she clings to one of the most unpleasant servants in Chaldea causes heads to turn right away, and he can only click his tongue as he feels his outward image further crumbling as she nuzzles her perfectly soft cheeks against his. The sharp increase in affection is bound to start rumors at this rate... and like, whatever. Who cares about rumors, right? That's all they are.

It's when the rumors get closer to the truth that it becomes a problem. ]

Well it's not like I can cling to you when you're in there, is it?

[ not because she has the common sense and restraint not to but because they have absolutely no synergy on a team together. truly a romeo (buster support) and juliet (arts boss nuke) story for the ages. ]

A-ny-way...! That's not the point. [ She lifts a hand to start curling some of his hair around her finger, still clinging the whole while. This close, they're practically cheek to cheek. ] Aren't you hungry after all that work? They're making sweets in the kitchen for breakfast right now. Don't you want to go and eat?

[ People........ are definitely staring. ]

[ Smh Master doesn't have an MLB Black Grail yet to capitalize on his 100% NP Damage Up Multiplier regardless of the card type? For shame— ]

Not particularly. Maybe I'll just go back to my room and finally do some spring cleaning.

[ Oberon? Cleaning? Need it even be said that he's a liar? Never mind the fact that the supposed sweets are apparently the result of a collaboration between a good chunk of the cooking Servants who wanted to do something special and if they miss out on it now they probably won't get another chance—

...Man, that'd sure suck, wouldn't it? ]

[ Casually; ] You wouldn't clean if your life depended on it.

[ There's a reason they went back to her room when this all got started... not that it was particularly clean by the time they were done with each other. ]

You really don't want to go? There's matcha pancakes and all sorts of cute drinks...

[ She even puffs her cheeks out to look Extra Opinionated about the whole thing. ]

You're really gonna miss out?

[ He scoffs. She's right, of course, but still. It's the principle of the matter. What kind of liar just gives in just like that? ]

Yeah, not my thing. Suppose you'll have to make a decision, then.

[ She's so stubborn, though, so she'll probably just whine until he gives in and goes with her. Honestly, what a high-maintenance succubus... ]

What's the alternative? Go back and tidy your room for you? [ She sticks out her tongue in disapproval. ] No thanks...!

[ Her arms around his neck loosen then finally let go as her heels properly meet the floor with a sharp tap. ]

Since you're ditching me, I'll just go get breakfast on my own, then. You meanie.

[ She sticks her tongue out at him again......... ]

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...Hey wait a second— ]

Ah—

[ Obviously there was no way she was going to go along with the so-called alternative, but he finds himself... surprised when she actually lets go of him, lightly touching down on the floor and sticking her tongue out at him. ]

...Hmph. Do what you want.

[ ...He's not bothered. He's not! ]

[ For just a second, Ai gives him one of those Looks that seems horribly like she's seeing right through him. Tasting someone's feelings might not be as accurate as seeing right through their lies but with all she's been helping herself to Oberon's ever since she was summoned, she's got a pretty good read of him.

But then, finally, she gives a little huff of annoyance and sticks her nose up in the air. ]

Aren't you the one doing whatever you want? Bo-ring.

[ And off she goes... the siren call of breakfast was enough to tempt her away, it seems. ]

[ ...Huh. This is exactly what he wanted, isn't it? It's a literal weight off his shoulders. He's free to do as he pleases without her hanging off him the whole time, return to the ease of leaving all his social interactions to the persona of the jovial Faerie King without her incessent whining.

Everything's exactly the way he likes it again. Maybe he'll go and bother Master, maybe he'll go and embarrass Artoria. He certainly won't be cleaning his room, that much is certain. It's not like he's just going to wander aimlessly until he inevitably ends up at the cafeteria some time later— ]

...Ugh.

[ God damn it. He can at least erase his presence and keep to himself, but how did he just... end up here? He can see her, too... look at her, all smiles thanks to the sweet confection in front of her. Too fancy for his liking, but...

That damn smile... ]

[ For all the time she spends bothering Oberon, it's not like Ai's entirely without other friends in Chaldea, so it's maybe not a surprise to see her laughing and chattering with a few of the other girls while they pick at their sweets... in fact, honestly, she's kind of annoyingly popular, all things considered. But it's probably expected for a succubus to draw people to her in all sorts of ways.

...

Of course, people includes some of the other male Servants in Chaldea, too. One of whom is casually sidling up to take a seat at her side and Ai, of course, turns the full force of her beaming smile on him, too. In fact, she looks more than happy to be chattering away with him. ]

[ It makes sense, really. Her infectious charm isn't a part of her succubus allure, though it certainly adds to it. She has the kind of personality that draws people in... and whether that's because it helps in finding suitable prey or just a natural, individual trait... well, it hardly matters.

It's predictable enough that she would get hit on by others at some point. Some of the male Servants are hardly subtle about their desires, be it a bombastic celt or a troublesome teddybear followed closely behind by a Greek Goddess. Their antics are annoying, of course, but easier to manage when you know what to expect.

As such, even if one of them approached her, his annoyance is at least manageable. He knows Ai, knows her too well, even. For a succubus, she's pickier than you'd expect. Any attempt at wooing her is destined for failure... so with that in mind, the more womanizing Servants are—ironically—the safest in his mind. He doesn't have to worry about them... hell, they typically end up facing their just deserts entirely on their own anyway.

...The problems arise, however, with the exact opposite kind of guy. ]

"Hey, enjoying yourself?"

[ The dark-skinned, white-haired, red-cloaked Archer who is such a common presence here in the cafeteria. Particularly in the kitchen, where he exists as one of the leading presences. Undoubtedly, that man—so reminiscent of a certain swordsmith—played a considerable part in the creation of the confections that Ai is enjoying right now... a collaborated effort between the Queen of Brittania and one of the nine-tailed fox's tails, most likely.

Oberon can tell with just a glance. There's no concerning intent behind his approach. He greets Ai seeking only to gain her insight on the sweets, a claim that they aren't his specialty—despite their clear high quality—and would thus benefit from a detailed opinion. A perfectly simple, nonthreatening interaction...

...and yet he finds himself infuriated. Inexplicably, his mind registers this Servant as more of a threat than any womanizer. The only thing worse than this would've been that incubus showing up, though fortunately there appears to be no rush whatsoever for a meetup between similar beings.

Objectively, there should be no danger here... he really shouldn't care who she talks to, who she chatters so cheerfully with... he shouldn't care. He doesn't care. He's fine...

~~No he isn't.~~ ]

[ Of course it's fine! And so is the way Ai turns to him at once, eyes brightening and her smile all the more infectious than it usually is. ]

Well, how could I not be? You guys've put together such a good spread! I can't believe you're not a sweets guys when everything tastes so good!

[ Of course, Ai's not necessarily all that informed when it comes to cooking, but she's at least particularly sensitive to how things taste - whether that's a side effect or advantage of her particular sensitivities as a succubus isn't entirely clear but it means she's able to get surprisingly granular in her feedback. This could use a little more lemon, a tiny dash of salt could really amp up the flavour of that... considering she's banned from the kitchen herself, she sounds pretty knowledgeable.

And if she happens to excitedly catch the Archer's sleeve to emphasize a particular point as she speaks, well, that's fine too isn't it? ]

[ The red Archer nods his head, clearly taking her input into account... but there's an amused smile on his face. It makes sense, how could one not? It's a normal reaction, really. There's a saying that joy is infectious... and while Oberon is the last person who can attest to that saying, the evidence is being made very clear... either just as a byproduct of Ai's smile, or perhaps simply a chef taking pride in their work being praised. ]

"Hmph, I'm glad to hear it. My specialties lay elsewhere, but knowing my skills are up to par with your standards is a good sign."

[ He seems to be fond of this process of learning what a specific other enjoys most, and as a result, has easily been brought down to such a relaxed state... it'd be so easy for her charms to take ahold of him now, wouldn't it? It'd hardly be an unappetizing meal, either. Oberon has a good idea of what kind of man she's talking to, and if she enjoys those complex and conflicting emotions, then...

She catches his sleeve, her eyes sparkling so brightly, and something unpleasant flares within him and begins to leak out. ]

[ It comes over so suddenly that it almost makes her twitch in surprise - a sour taste of frustrated jealousy, bitter longing and a slurry of other feelings spill over her tongue all out of nowhere. They're horrible to taste and even stranger than that, they're hungry, too. Unappetizing as they are, they're the kind of feelings born from a sort of yearning that makes Ai hungry too. And more than that... they're familiar.

Her eyes flit briefly across the cafeteria and for one impossible second, it almost looks like they settle on the spot that Oberon's taken up. But just as quickly, they pass again and her gaze returns to the Archer at her side. She's smiling again, but this time she looks a little... sly. ]

Oh gosh, they do? So you cook all kinds of things? [ The fingers at his sleeve turn into her hand eagerly enveloping her wrist. ] Am I gonna get to taste test any of that, too?

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