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

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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[ It's as standard as a room in Chaldea can be. His own was once much the same... at least, until he turned it into the mess that Artoria and Fujimaru regularly drop by to clean despite his protests.

Yet... as he looks into the room, he can't shake the feeling as if he's walking right into the maw of something inescapable. ]

...

[ Yet there he is, stepping inside. He feels akin to an insect drawn in by the sweet scent of a carnivorous plant. ]

H-Huh...? What do you think I am, a child?

[ Why must her thighs be so alluring right now... ]

Pfft. You're sure acting like one right now. Isn't this exactly the kind of thing you came here for?

[ Not this exactly, of course - but she has a feeling that, however good his stirred up desire might taste right now, that if she comes on too strong he'll outright flee.

Another pat of her lap. ]

Come on. You have to warm up before you sprint, right? That's what this is for. I promise you'll like it.

[ Irritatingly, it's not a lie. ]

Wha...!?

[ Honestly, that begs the question of what the actual hell is he even doing here? What did he come here for? What the hell? It really puts into perspective the sheer absurdity it is that he's even here at all.

Yet he's already caught in the sweet allure of... whatever the hell this is. This feeling of his feelings being understood... more than understood, tasted... ]

...Shit, what the hell...

[ He grumbles... but slowly allows her to draw him in anyway. ]

[ She watches him approach with a smile that can really only be called catlike - a cat that got the cream, specifically. But as soon as his head settles into her lap, it softens into something warm and disarmingly sweet. ]

You're really troublesome, you know. A real handful.

[ Her hand settles on his head and she starts to stroke his hair, her fingers gently combing through and skimming over his skin. ]

But that's okay. I don't mind handling you.

[ A soft huff of breath - going by her warm, teasing tone, maybe it was a laugh. ]

Of all the guys in Chaldea for me to pick... but I don't mind that it's you, either.

Mn...

[ It feels weird, having her hands in his hair... his head in her lap... objectively speaking, he knows that what he's feeling is comfort, but even that feeling is alien to him. People enjoy comfort, but he's still not quite sure where he stands in that regard. ]

Anyone sane will tell you that you've got shit taste, then.

[ A gentle laugh; ] Have I ever tried to pretend I don't?

[ It should come out like an insult, but the warm tone of her voice and the slow, steady sweep of her hand sweetens it until all the potential sting is gone. ]

I guess it makes sense, though. We're both liars, right? What's that thing people say... something about birds of a feather?

[ The tip of her finger finds the shell of his ear and she strokes along that, her touch careful and delicate. ]

If you're a liar too, then I can understand you a little easier.

Mngh. What an insensitive woman you are, saying that to my face.

[ He grumbles. She's not wrong, but should she really be admitting to something like that? Her tone is warm, but he's still a little insulted, even if it's true. Still, it's not like he wouldn't have seen exactly what she meant if she had tried to sugarcoat it.

With that said, he frowns at her words. They're both liars, birds of a feather...

As if. As far as liars go, he easily beats any amount of competition, but... ]

As if. I'm not a bird, damn it.

[ ...he may as well just say that she can't possibly understand him. He is a liar, after all. ]

Is there any point in saying it any other way? [ She gives his cheek a poke. ] You'd know what I was saying no matter how nice I tried to make it sound.

[ Then she goes back to stroking his hair. ]

Since lies don't work on you, I might as well just tell you up front. It'd bug you way more if I tried to butter you up, right?

[ She leans in, her hair pouring over her shoulders to curtain his head in her lap. ]

This is supposed to be about you relaxing a little, anyway. So I'm not gonna try and rile you up.

[ ... that's what she says, but she blows a short puff of breath right into his ear. Devious. ]

...

[ How is he supposed to respond to that? Respond to this... pure understanding of him. Her hair curtains around his face, and now all he can see is her. It feels as if he's losing himself in her more and more with every second he spends gazing into her eyes...

...and then she blows into his ear. ]

G-Gh...!

[ The sensation startles him with embarrassing ease, sending a shiver down his spine... something that urges even more of his blood to flood into his cheeks. ]

Y-You...!

[ He gazes up at her, disastrously flushed... what was that about not trying to rile him up again? ]

[ Maybe pure isn't exactly the word with that look she's giving him... Who thought it was possible for her to look even more smug than she did before? ]

Aah, I get it. Your ears are where you're sensitive... I'll make sure I remember that.

[ Her thumb strokes over the shell of his ear again but she doesn't even give him a moment to breathe before she blows another soft puff of her breath right into it. ]

So... where are your other weak spots? Should I try and hunt them down myself?

[ The carnivore comparison really is looking more and more... ]

[ He vows revenge. It's all he can do, really... make a silent promise to get back at her for this. Except how exactly is he supposed to do that? Returning the favor to a succubus feels like a fool's errand, possibly even just exactly what she wants. ]

G-Gah...! A-As if I...!

[ He tries to turn his face away from hers, but all this does is serve to give her better access to one of his ears. What the hell... how are his ears this sensitive? Not even he was aware of this particular weakness... Artoria would tear him to pieces over it if she knew. ]

[ Oh, jeez. He really is making this way too easy. If she didn't know any better, she might think he was going and presenting himself like that on purpose. ]

Heehee. Oh, so you just want me to focus on your ears instead, then? I get it, I get it.

[ He's practically squirming under her fingertips, scarlet red and refusing to meet her eye... but at no point does he try and make her stop. He doesn't move, doesn't so much as lift his head off her lap - so he must be enjoying this, right? And if he's enjoying it then why would she stop for even a second? ]

Are you embarrassed? It's okay, you don't have to be. You're really cute like this.

[ She blows into his ear again. Why wouldn't she, if he's serving himself up on silver platter like this? ]

[ He hates this. He hates it, and yet he can't get enough of it. He grits his teeth, his face still burning up as he tries to turn his ears away from her... unsuccessfully. She still manages to target his ears regardless of his attempts to get away from it... or at least, his half-hearted attempts.

Seeing as how he hasn't shot up or tried to get out of her lap in any regard. ]

S... stop it, seriously...

[ He averts his eyes. His face has never burned this hot before... ]

Aww, but why? [ Pout, pout. ] You're making such cute faces. And I can taste just how much you're enjoying it.

[ The taste on her tongue doesn't lie, after all. It's more honeyed than it was before, with a kick to it that's almost a little spicy. The sour-sweet desire of a person who doesn't know what to do with their feelings in the least.

Maybe it's a little mean to bully him like this. But both of them know he doesn't dislike it. ]

If you want me to stop so bad, why not try stopping me yourself?

Nn...!

[ Her ability to taste feelings is turning out to be so much more troublesome than he initially thought... she understands him on a level different than anything else he's used to. He sucks in a breath, still barely able to think through the feeling of his own mind overheating...

He reaches up to grip her by her chin to keep her back, but his thumb briefly brushes over her lips... and just that little bit of contact with that small part of her body is enough to cause him to freeze up all over again. ]

[ Ai freezes too. Maybe just because of the flood of sweetness that's just filled her mouth. It still has the tang of uncertainty, of hesitation but a taste that sweet can't be mistaken for anything. That's the flavour of someone who wants something so badly they can hardly stand it.

She's not even touching him properly and he's this needy. How cute. ]

Mm. Is there something else you want?

[ Her hand drifts up just so she can catch hold of his hand and press a kiss to the palm of his hand. ]

I'm good at reading your feelings, not your mind. If you want it that bad, you've gotta tell me. ... Or take it yourself.

[ His breath hitches. Hitches. He's done nothing but be at her mercy this entire time, but it really settles in how doomed he is now... the fact that he's already this helpless against her... what else can you call him except broken?

He gulps, the sensation of her lips so tantilizingly soft against his hand... his hand, which moves to cup her cheek after having been graced by her lips.

Uncontrollably, he finds himself leaning up... his head suddenly rising out of her lap and in one swift motion... his lips against hers.

In the end, he just couldn't resist... ]

[ Oh. She might have been the one riling him up, egging him on with the full intent of gorging on as much of his desire as she pleased, but... having him actually take the initiative like that is quite the surprise. For as rough and horrible as he is in just about every other regard, Oberon's a little more timid than she expected.

Just like the kiss, it tastes sweet. She lets it stay chaste for just a moment, a slow, lingering press of the lips, before she breaks the point of contact between them and gives him a little smile. ]

Mm. Good boy. See, was that really so hard?

[ And then before he can respond, she goes back in for a second taste. She nips at his bottom lip, playful but not enough to hurt, and her tongue brushes over the spot as if to soothe the bite. His desire tastes even deeper and more intoxicating than before and she really can't get enough of it. ]

[ He can tell what she's thinking, see it in the way she looks at him. It infuriates him, drives him insane... and yet try as he might, he can't prove her wrong. ]

Y—

[ Unable to answer, he's yet again caught defenseless... sharply inhaling as she nips at his lip and runs her tongue along the bite. He nearly recoils, his face burning red...

...and yet like an insect caught in the spider's web, trapped and leaning into the sweetness of her lips against his. ]

[ What a sweet flavor. She drinks it all in, savors it, and... ooh, she's starting to get a little lightheaded. Really, the booze comparison was just for fun but is she actually getting a little tipsy, purely on how good his desire tastes? That's kind of embarrassing, but... he's pretty tasty. Maybe she could stand to indulge herself a little more.

She catches his bottom lip between her teeth again, sucks on it, bites down. Just a little, just enough to sting and send another pleasant rush of his desire through her. His heart is racing, she can hear it, feel it, and she's delighted to realize that hers is racing, too. ]

Heehee... Oberon, you're blushing. [ She huffs that out between kisses, nipping at his mouth and - h-hold on, is she clambering into his lap?! ] It's really cute.

[ Her arms wrap around his shoulders, her knees sliding to either side of his hips. He's so much bigger than she is and she knows he could probably throw her off without so much as breaking a sweat if he wanted to, but he doesn't. ]

But... a little kissing isn't all you want, right? I can tell.

[ He sucks in a breath, and it feels like he loses himself even more. He falls into this... this temptation so quickly, and in retaliation for her assault on his bottom lip, he bites back at her lip as well. It briefly occurs to him to ask what the hell kind of kiss this is, with them nipping at each other the whole while...

But he's addicted to it... and somehow, it's suddenly the only way he can imagine ever kissing. Not that he ever imagined he'd be doing something like this... ]

Wh... o-oi...!

[ Wait, when the hell did she start straddling his lap!? Somehow, he completely failed to notice her moving until she felt her against himself down there, and— ]

I... you...

[ His breath catches in his throat... before suddenly being released in an almost exasperated manner. ]

You're a terrifying woman...

[ He's hard. Him, of all people, is completely stiff... and she doesn't even need to taste his feelings to know. He's pressing right up against her now that she's in his lap like this. ]

[ She puts on a pout, cheeks puffed to complete the image, entirely for show. ]

Aw, come on. I'm not that scary, am I? Especially not to a guy like you. I mean, you're the one who came here in the first place. You can't be that scared of me. And besides...

[ She presses a little more of her weight into him, grinding down against him in a way that's impossible to misinterpret. A satisfied little breath catches in her throat and the smile on her face... maybe it's cliche to call it devilish, but... ]

You sure don't taste terrified to me right now.

Hmph...

[ He stands by what he says, even if it's a lie. Anyone who's able to do this to him must be terrifying, right? ]

Hnn... shit...

[ He wishes he could've held back the groan as she grinds against him so lustily. His hands instinctively come down to grip the succubus by her hips, and by the time he realizes where his hands are, he's unable to take them off of her. ]

Hah... oh yeah? Then what do I taste like, then...?

[ Fuck he wants her so badly. He can't take it for much longer. How satisfying would it be if he just shoved her down right now? ]

[ A giggle bubbles out of her, warm and delighted. She might've said she couldn't read his mind, but jeez. When he's making a face like that, does she really need to? ]

Aah, right now? Well, like I said, it's sweet. Not sugary, exactly... sort of like fermented fruits. The kind where if you left it for much longer, it'd start rotting. Not that you're rotten, of course. It's not like I'm saying your desire tastes bad or anything. But you're definitely ripe. Mmhm. It's amazing.

[ Her hips rock into his again and she leans in close like she's about to kiss him - but this time, she skips that part altogether and goes straight for his neck. She nuzzles, licks, presses kisses along his skin, making absolutely sure that at least one mark gets left behind. ]

It tastes like you want it so badly you really can't stand it.

[ His breathing quickens as she rocks against him, only to catch in his throat again as she suddenly leans into his neck. His hands tighten around her waist... his clawed hand slightly digging into her skin as she kisses his neck.

He can't stand it. He rock shis hips as well, grinding himself against her in sync with her own rocking ]

Nn... and you still tease me, knowing that...?

[ If that's supposed to be a warning, it'd probably be more effective if he wasn't so clearly at her mercy. ]

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