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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

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[ Oh, he got all embarrassed... cute.

Really, maybe that's why she's been sticking to him like she has. It's not a particularly nice instinct to have, but there's something particularly fun about seeing someone as uptight and prickly as Oberon getting all flushed in the face. It tastes sweet, too, like a thin film of honey over her tongue.

It's not like it has to go any further, of course. But that doesn't mean she's going to stop. ]

Oh, sure. You're sure you weren't just getting a little jealous, seeing me having fun with somebody else for once? Did you get lonely?

[ She giggles, sounding all sorts of pleased with herself. ]

Jealousy's pretty bitter in a lot of guys but it's cute on you. Don't worry, I won't let you be lonely.

[ If she ever described his embarassment like that out loud, he might just try to cram void dust into her mouth in retaliation. Needless to say, as confirmed by their Master herself, void dust doesn't taste very good... and it sticks pretty stubbornly to the tongue for some reason.

~~Ritsuka might also flip her shit at the usage of any materials without her knowledge, but this is Oberon we're talking about, he would get a kick out of that.~~ ]

A succubus for company isn't exactly comforting.

[ He raises his clawed hand to rudely push her face away from his as he continues his stride through the hallway. Something he knows isn't going to deter her in the slightest. He'd be more surprised if it did at this point. ]

...Ugh, and who the hell asked for that...

[ He's really not used to this. As the fairy king, dealing with this kind of thing is easy, but as Vortigern? Even the goddess of love has the decency to return his dislike of her with a dislike of him in kind. ]

[ Happy to report that she does the scrunchyface when he pushes her away. You know the one.

As expected, it doesn't deter her in the least. She lets him get a few paces ahead before catching up, her hair fluttering around her - it's kind of disgustingly picturesque. You have to wonder if she's doing it on purpose. ]

You don't have to ask. If there's something you want, I can already tell.

[ Not a lie. Not quite the truth, either - she can never work out exactly what it is people want from her, unless it's that but she's gotten a good enough read of Oberon since arriving to feel relatively confident that if he really, truly couldn't stand to have her around then he could absolutely be rid of her.

Maybe having someone to squabble with, butt heads with and everything else they've been doing is the thing he wants. ]

Besides. When I'm with you, the others leave me alone.

[ His eye twitches. The feeling of being seen through isn't unfamiliar to him, but the way Ai does it is... unique. He supposes that's to be expected... he sees the truth, while she tastes the feelings in the air. ]

Tch. And who exactly would a succubus want to avoid?

[ You would think that only being able to grasp feelings would be on the more inefficient side... and yet here she is, seeing through him anyway. Though rather than being a matter of preference, it's rather a matter of necessity. One can't exactly associate with him unless they're ready and willing to butt heads with him.

His denial of that is only damning in that regard, unfortunately. ]

Besides, did you never think that there's a reason I'm avoided like this? I'm not some harmless insect, you know.

[ For the first time, that cheerful clueless smile slips off her face and she just blinks at him, earnestly surprised.

Then she laughs and the smile that works its way onto her face is wry and a little sardonic. It suits and doesn't suit her all at the same time. ]

Oh, come on. You're really gonna tell me you don't know exactly who I don't wanna be hanging out with?

[ a certain genre of male servants were just. so normal about the whole thing. ]

You're crabby, sure, and you're a jerk even on a good day but at least you're not that kind of weird.

Mmgh...

[ Yeah, acting oblivious wasn't a very great lie on his part, anybody could guess that much... though on the other hand, wouldn't that specific genre of male servants be much easier to prey on for whatever it is that Ai needs for sustenance?

Nah, he can't stand looking at those guys himself, what with his eyes. It must be similar for her... and as soon as he thinks that thought, for a moment there's a brief flash of sympathy...

...he erases the feeling as quickly as it arrives, and he's back to his normal crabby self. ]

Oh? Then maybe I should start being that kind of weird if it'll get me some peace and quiet.

[ His retort is as mean as ever, yet his tone is lazy. Surely because he just can't be bothered to put up that kind of persona, and not because he'd feel bad about actually doing that, right? ]

[ At that, she just laughs, back to cheery and bright as seamlessly as if there'd never been any change - or, no. Not quite. Bright as her expression might be, there's something a little wry about it that wasn't there before.

Maybe that clueless smile of hers isn't quite as clueless as she likes it to seem. ]

Pfft, sure. You could try. But I really don't think you could pull it off. It's really not your energy.

[ This, annoyingly enough, comes out with the air of a compliment. Somehow. ]

You've got more of a... [ She puts a hand to her chin as she mulls it over. ] More of a wife guy vibe.

[ He scoffs. He could pull off goddamn anything if he put his mind to it. The fairy king is proof of that much. Still, she's not wrong about it not being his energy. It'd probably be the most annoying thing he's done in a long time, and that's saying something.

But as he's lost in thought about that, he finds himself caught off-guard... ]

WH—!?

[ ... by that outrageous statement. In a voice loud enough it could probably heard far and wide throughout Chaldea— ]

WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THAT FROM!?

[ And of course, she bursts out laughing. Man, she knew he'd probably get mad but she wasn't expecting him to blow up quite like that... Which means she definitely hit a sore spot with that one.

So it's true. Ugh, it's kind of annoying that a guy this cute also happens so be a guy like Oberon. ]

You know! It's - oh jeez, gimme a second... [ She's still giggling, just to really salt that wound. ] You're so crabby with everyone! And you're such a loner. So if you ever found someone you actually liked, you'd totally be the type who goes crazy for them.

[ She looks... so pleased with herself. ]

[ Ugh, what the hell is he doing? His face goes flush as he turns away from her, trying to ignore her laughter. Realistically, he shouldn’t be surprised. “Oberon” has a wife, after all, even if Oberon in A Midsummer Night’s Dream was decidedly a pretty shoddy excuse for a husband (thanks for nothing, Shakespeare).

He scoffs, his cheeks still flushed but definitely cooling down. ]

Well, good thing a person like that doesn’t exist, then.

[ Is that… bitterness? ]

[ Based on the flow of the conversation so far (or really, just... every one of their conversations), you'd expect some teasing, halfway flirty reply. It's the only way she ever talks to him. But for a second there's silence - broken only by the sharp tap of her heels on the ground as she finally lands next to him. ]

Really?

[ Stood side by side like that, it's so much clearer how much she's dwarfed by him, but Ai doesn't seem cowed in the least. ]

I think that's kind of sad.

...

[ He looks down at her, and finds the motion unusual. Looking down on others isn't uncommon, of course... he's a pretty tall guy, and the women who choose to pester him—for some reason—tend to be on the smaller side.

~~With a body that small, how the hell is she supposed to manage as a succubus...?~~

But having to look down to see her... he's so much more used to her floating at his level, it makes it really sink in how petite this succubus is. ]

Yeah, well, you can blame a certain piece-of-shit author for that.

[ Yet he remains as dismissive as ever, continuing his stride. ]

[ She falls into step beside him, keeping up with his long strides surprisingly well, even in heels. Big steppy. ]

Aaah. [ said in the voice of someone having a Realization. ] That's why you hate that guy so much.

[ Even in the few weeks she's been here, Ai has Heard Things. ]

I don't get the full story exactly, but... it sounds to me like it's his fault you're lonely.

[ Her singular big steppy just barely keeps up with his normal stride, meaning he could probably outpace her if he really tried to... but eh, he doesn't feel like doing that. ]

As if you need a reason to hate someone so twisted. Listen up, all authors are—without exception—awful to be around. Avoid at all costs.

[ And does Nagiko fall outside of this by virtue of being retired? Who knows. Either way, poor Murasaki Shikibu, having the misfortune to fall into that category. ]

Hah, and what, does that make me easy prey, then?

[ For a second, she doesn't say anything at all. She just meets his gaze with a look in her eye that's impossible to read - even for him.

(He didn't outright confirm or deny it - which means it must be true. Is it lucky or unfortunate that the other person here who lies like she does is just as miserably alone as she is?)

Then she pops on an entirely too pretty smile. The kind you'd sell your soul for. ]

Dunno! Does it?

[ In the face of that oh-so-bewitching smile, something that gets to him way more than it should, he growls... and suddenly his clawed hand comes up to grip her by her chin.

...It's strange that even though he's trying to intimidate her, the way her cheeks squish up around his fingers is still somehow attractive... or at the very least, sickeningly adorable.

He does this so he can tilt her head up so he can lean in close... his eyes as cold as ever. ]

What do you think?

[ Oh, it stings a little. He's gripping hard enough that the rough edges of his clawed fingers dig in - only barely enough to squish her face, but sharp enough that she feels a twinge all the same. She has to rise up on her toes as well. And even though she's always bobbing around near his face, isn't this the first time they've really been eye to eye?

She doesn't quail. Somehow, she readily meets his gaze even though her heart is crying for her to withdraw. No matter what that prey animal part of her thinks, Ai can't taste any real hated or promise of violence.

The feelings sitting on her tongue now almost taste like honey.

She searches his face for a long, quiet moment. And then both of her hands come up to gently grip his wrist. Not to pull him away or even to try and stop him.

This close, her eyes are unbearably bright. ]

I don't know. [ That answer, at least, is honest. ] But I think if I kissed you, you wouldn't hate it.

H...

[ Huh? ]

HUH!?

[ The answer is so overwhelmingly honest that he regrets bringing his face so close. It's blinding, and he's effectively put his face right in front of the source.

What the hell is this? Why is he so vulnerable to her words? Anybody else and he'd have just brushed it off like it was nothing as usual, but...

Now he's recoiling, cheeks burning at the honesty of her response. ]

[ That's strange. It's exactly the answer he wanted - the truth, as best someone like her can tell it - and yet, he's flinching back from her.

And what's more strange is that it tastes... sweet. Honey and lemon, a kind of shameful excitement that was the last thing she'd ever expected to get a taste of from him. She's been teasing and poking fun and flirting this whole time because she really doesn't know any other way to be with people but for Oberon of all people to...

Her heart does an eager little pitter-patter in her chest and she can't stop herself from taking a step forward. She won't let him withdraw. ]

It's true, isn't it? You can tell. I can tell. You hate a lot of other things... but you wouldn't hate that.

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Mngh...! The hell are you on about!? Of course I'd hate—

[ So he starts to say before stopping short of finishing his sentence and immediately regretting having said it at all. He is, after all, a liar by his very nature... ]

D... damn you...

[ This damn succubus...! ]

[ Uh oh. That lovely, beaming smile is back. She's not right up in his face anymore but somehow it's even brighter and even more alluring than it was a moment before. It's definitely a succubus thing, right? Some sort of charm magic, for sure. She's definitely playing dirty right now.

Right? ]

If you're sure you'd hate it so much, you can try and it get it out of your system.

[ She hasn't gotten into any sort of mischief since arriving at Chaldea and... really, the last guy she should be getting involved with is him. But the sour-sweet flavor of his feelings is impossible to ignore, no matter how hard he tries to pretend otherwise. ]

After all, if you really hate it, it'll taste gross. And if it tastes gross, I'd have nooooo choice but to leave you alone, just like you want.

H-Huh…? What kind of deal is that…!?

[ Even without fae eyes he can tell exactly what she’s asking of him, and… good god, his face just will not cool down. He wants to tell her to quit it with whatever charm skill she’s working on him, but…

Frustratingly, because of his eyes, he can tell that she isn’t doing any of that. She could, of course, but no… this is just her natural charm at work.

This shit is exactly what the Faerie King is for, damn it. ]

I…

[ But despite how charmed he is by her, he still balks. Seriously, what the hell is she thinking? Asking him that… ]

[ The offer hangs over them in silence for a moment - then she tilts her head to the side, an excellent imitation of guileless innocence. ]

You won't? Or maybe you can't? ... Mm. I think it's like that, right? Even if you want it, you can't have it.

[ Because having it will be just as good as admitting he wants it. And the admission is all it'll take to make that a lie.

So she steps forward again. This close, there's nowhere to look but right into his face. Jeez... all flushed like this, with his feelings such a delicious mess, how can she not play with him? ]

But it's okay. I can tell without you having to say it.

[ She rises onto the tips of her toes again and presses a kiss to the corner of his mouth. Brief and sweet, a tease and a promise of more all at once. She doesn't bother to pull back - she stays close enough for her breath to tickle his mouth.

A promise of more. If he wants to try and take it. ]

Ah—

[ She can tell without him having to say it, huh...? ]

S... stop that...

[ Yet his desire is all too easy to taste, his pale face now flushed with bright red. His hands hover just above her skin, still hesitating to even touch her... funny, considering how easily he'd just grabbed her face just seconds earlier.

God. If Fujimaru or Artoria could see him now... they'd never let him live this down. ]

[ Oh. It's sweet - not cloying and sugary but something rich and deep and complex. Fruit left to ferment until it becomes sour-sweet and full, inviting you to drink it dry until you're entirely quenched. The desire of someone who needs to be touched more than they want it, but who can't stand the thought of anyone laying a hand on them. That tart undertone, the tang that catches in the back of her throat - that's disgust. But it isn't pointed at her.

Maybe that's what her feelings would taste like right now, too. ]

Aah... I was just teasing you, but you really do taste so sweet. [ Another kiss - still just to the corner of his mouth. ] You really don't want me to stop. ... so I won't.

[ It seems for a moment she might press in properly, close the gap between their mouths... but then she draws back, a warm and - unbelievably - bashful little smile on her face. ]

Will you meet me at my room in a little while? I can't give you want you want right here, but...

[ And this way, he has a chance to run. If he really can't bring himself to have his fill. ]

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