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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

POTENTIALLY HANDY PROMPTS:

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[ Blithely; ] What was was all what?

[ Oh. That's how she's playing this. It's clear as day that she can taste the bitter, rusty edge of his frustrated jealousy - hell, even if she wasn't a succubus, it's not like he's being subtle right now - but even with the mischief dancing in her eyes, she just beams up at him with her most infuriatingly clueless smile. ]

If you wanted breakfast that bad, I would've saved you some! [ breakfast. sure. ] Or maybe...

[ And that's when her smile takes a turn for devilish. ]

Were you maybe worried about me getting a taste of something else?

[ ...He could see this coming a mile away, and yet it still drives him mad. Despite his claim that Master needed them, he can absolutely under no circumstances allow her to see any of this. ]

...Hmph, as if. Seems I'm just not enough to satisfy your palate, then?

[ ...Oh, hm. That came out more... bitter than he intended it to be. ]

[ For a long, long moment, Ai just stares up at him with that horrible knowing look she gives him sometimes. It's hard to tell what she's thinking, even when they're looking each other right in the eyes, but after a few seconds her expression... softens. She's still smiling but something about it is gentle. ]

I kind of thought the one who was satisfied was you.

[ She reaches up and gives a hanging lock of his hair a gentle, affectionate tug. The kind of warm, playful teasing that real lovers might play at. ]

I've been waiting for you to come see me again all this time but you just kept to yourself, so I thought maybe you'd had your fill. I mean, I wasn't exactly subtle, was I? Dummy.

...

[ ...Ugh, that damn look. He lets her reach up and tug on his hair, still frowning, but... his expression undeniably softens. ]

Hmph, so what, that was your payback, then?

[ God, she's annoying. He should hate this, he should've just taken his chance to leave well enough alone... and yet here he is. It'd probably be better if he was satisfied, but...

The way she reads him... how could he ever be satisfied? How could he not need her more... ]

...How cheeky of you.

[ He says, with a small grin. ]

I wouldn't say it was payback exactly... [ Her smile sharpens just a tick. ] But it worked, didn't it?

[ She curls that lock of his hair around her finger before giving it another little tug and letting it slip free. Instead, her hand drifts up to his face and, stroking some of his hair back, she cradles his cheek in her palm. It's not quite the bold teasing she'd tempted him with last time - there's really nothing you can call this but affectionate. ]

It's totally your own fault, though. If you're scared of something getting stolen, shouldn't you swoop in and take it first?

[ hint, hint. ]

[ …there’s really only one way this ends, isn’t there? Whether that’s because of Ai herself or her influence on him is a question for later. Right now, his free hand comes up to rest on hers… ]

Ahh… maybe I will.

[ He’s walking right into her trap, being lured by the nose by her expert exploitation of his possessiveness…

…ah, what the hell, it’ll help him work out his frustration too. Thus, yet again, he’s scooping her up and tossing her over his shoulder just like before.

It doesn’t even need to be said where he’s taking her. ]

[ Up she goes again... just like last time, she's not protesting in the least. Another delighted laugh rings out as her tail swishes side to side. ]

Ahaha! I can walk, you know? Or did you think I was gonna run away?

[ Maybe he just needs the satisfaction of knowing he caught her properly this time. Ai certainly isn't going to begrudge him that. ]

Besides, weren't you coming to get me for an emergency? Poor Master's gonna have noooooo idea where we went. [ tease, tease. ] Oh well!

Of course, you can never be too careful.

[ Yes, totally not the inherent satisfaction in properly catching her and taking her away, of course not. It's not like he's carrying her back to his room to have his way with her or anything, that'd be crazy.

He's carrying her to her room. Duh. ]

Oh, she'll be fine, I'm sure...

[ He'd already been lying about Master needing them, but him saying that is more concerning than anything else. Still, regardless of whatever anybody might need them for, they'll have to wait. A point he accentuates by turning his head and giving her thigh a quick bite while he walks. ]

[ Her reaction is immediately and satisfyingly visceral - a squeak of surprise in tandem with her lashing tail perking straight up, just for a moment. Liar that she might be, even without fairy eyes to see right through her nonsense, that tail is surprisingly honest, isn't it? ... or so you'd think. ]

Wait, wait! Doing that before we're even back at my room is cheating!

[ She gives her legs a fruitless little kick - she's not even pretending she really wants to get free, but her spiritless protesting is part of the game at this point. ]

Save that for the real thing!

[ She can't have all the advantage here... it'd damage his pride if he couldn't get one over her at least every now and then. He didn't bite as hard as he did last night, but still... ]

Hoh...? Interesting...

[ ...she may have to look out for random bites out of nowhere, now.

Of course, eventually, they reach her room... where he strides on in, and immediately after the door shuts behind him... he's practically throwing her onto the bed and climbing on top, bringing his face so close to hers... ]

...Tell me, was this what you hoped would happen?

[ Look at that, he's already acting like he owns the place... well, she can't complain. She was the one who went and invited him in, after all. And besides - compared to how totally overwhelmed he was last time, it's cute that he's trying to act like he's the one in charge all of a sudden.

So she rewards him with a surrender... for now, anyway. Pliant and obedient, she goes down on the made and makes no attempt to escape from the circle of his arms. With him hovering over her like this, anyone would think he really had caught her. ]

Shouldn't I be asking you that? You're the one who carried me off here in front of everyone.

[ Innocent eyelash flutter... ]

Who even knows what you're planning...

Hah… who knows…

[ Her pliant obedience is utterly betrayed by the look of smug control in her eyes, so obvious he could see it even without his special eyes. He’s playing into her hands, a bug caught in a honey trap…

…ah, well. Nothing an insect can do at that point besides savor the sweetness, no?

He gets rough, so hungrily indelicate as he starts to pull off what little she had on. He leans in close and bites into her neck again. With how he he’s hovering above her, it looks less now like he’s captured her and more like he’s attacking her.

In reality, he can only feel himself being caught further in her thrall. ]

[ Her blouse gives way easily, a few buttons popping free and the fabric itself splitting apart with the force of his urgency. To presumably nobody's surprise, she's once again wearing something unforgivable underneath - black, lacy and cut in the kind of way that only keeps you modest on a pure technicality. And chances are good that'll end up shredded soon enough, too.

Not that she's complaining - or that she has any time to. His teeth sink into the curve of her neck and the sound that spills from her lips is high and needy, so sweet that it somehow loops right back around to being a little obscene. ]

Ahaha...! [ Her laughter is breathless. ] So you really were hungry... if you were craving something sweet that bad, why didn't you just say so?

[ It really is cute just how easy it is to get him riled up to this extent. In fact, she can't even take the credit for it - he's the one who was stubbornly pretending that nothing had happened and even if it had, he certainly didn't want any more of it. No wonder he's starving. ]

[ Stubbornly pretending nothing happened, or that he doesn't crave her desperately, may be something she'll have to get used to... but at least for now, he... ]

Shut up, you know why...

[ He says breathlessly, his teeth briefly leaving her neck just long enough to speak those words before he decides to shut her up himself by pressing his lips against hers. His possessiveness is at an all-time high, all he wants is to stake his claim on her... as if he hasn't already. As if fearing his claim on her will fade if he doesn't.

...Honestly, he really did just set himself up for this, didn't he? He's the one who left her alone, starved himself of her. It's entirely his own fault that he's ended up this way.

Anyone else might reflect on themselves a little in realizing that, but instead, Oberon just unbuttons his pants... loosening it enough that it can start to fall down as he returns to sinking his teeth into her skin, pushing his hand under her unabashedly dirty underwear to violate what's underneath. ]

[ Shutting her up is probably for the best - going by the twinkle in her eyes, she had something else entirely scandalous in mind for another retort. But when he kisses her, she meets him gladly, arms looping around his neck as she lets her legs part for him, inviting and unguarded. There's no resistance, no attempt to play coy or tease him - well, not any more than she already has, at least. Now that he's finally admitted how hungry he is, it'd be mean to make him wait any longer.

So she just melts for him, soft and and sweet. Her voice pitches up into an eager moan but it's hard to tell whether it's his fingers or his teeth that are responsible. But she lifts her hips eagerly up off the bed, encouraging his touch, letting him have her as roughly as he pleases. ]

You're such a dummy. You could've had more any time you wanted, you know? All you had to do was ask...!

[ He's given her way too good of an opportunity so while Oberon's occupied with her neck, she dips her mouth down and blows a hot puff of breath right into his ear. ]

But... I think I like it when you're honest like this, too.

[ Goddddd he hates it when he does that. He hates it because of what it does to him. She puffs into his ear and his entire body shivers in... ugh, delight. ]

Tch...

[ He takes his revenge by biting her neck a little harder... and at the same time, reaching down and pushing his pants down, undressing below the waist and bringing his length—annoyingly hard, and perhaps the only part of him being truly honest here—to her entrance...

He doesn't bother waiting for permission, or even a coy remark from the succubus. He just shoves himself inside... and hopes in vain that she can't taste his relief as soon as he does. ]

[ Ah, he really has done all the hard work of winding himself up, hasn't he? Even last time there'd been enough of his pride or restraint left that she'd had to tease him until he snapped, but now she can tell just how much he wants her, just how badly he's been aching for her, without her having to lift a finger. Maybe it shouldn't be a surprise - why would she need to tempt him when he's already starved himself? - but a high, sweet gasp still spills out from her lips all the same. ]

Ahh- ahaha...! [ The shameless sound that pours out of her is equal parts laugh and breathless moan. ] I knew it... you really were starving all this time...!

[ She sounds unbelievably smug - delighted, too, but the kiss that she presses to the shell of his ear is gentle and surprisingly affectionate. ]

So don't don't hold back anymore, okay? Go ahead and eat until you're stuffed.

Hah... who's the one stuffing themselves, here...?

[ This is just as much a feast for her as it is for him, isn't it? But she's right. He was starving, and now he can't hold himself back anymore. It's pathetic, really... and such a complex mix of feelings as a result. His envy, his self-loathing... yet mixed in with all that, his satisfaction, his pleasure...

He rams into her. Again and again. He's not gentle in the slightest, is he? He's fucking her so roughly, it really is as if he's devouring her. He's taking out his frustrations on her, yet at the same time, he absolutely can't get enough of her. He's angry, he's smitten, he's starving, he's... ]

Hah...

[ He crashes his lips against hers again, one hand coming up to grip the back of her head and lightly pull at her hair. He really is so rough, isn't he? ]

[ He isn't wrong. The blotchy mess of feelings she can taste rolling off him are an even more indulgent treat than her sugary breakfast was. It has the tart, acidic sour-sweetness of a rich, expensive wine, something to savor as intently as you can.

And savor it she does, her mouth falling open under his with a moan. She's so slick and ready for him that even with the brutal force of his thrusts, her body welcomes him in greedily. And when his fingers tighten into her hair, there's no complaint - just an eager lashing of her tail against the mattress and a breathy laugh against his lips. ]

Y-you're the one who went and starved yourself...! You think I would've turned you down?

[ After all - the more he gets a taste for it, the better, right? She's a generous hostess. She'll always have the table set and ready for him. ]

You think I didn't want it too...? You're the one who kept making excuses, not me...! ❤

[ Ahh, look at him... this can barely even be called "lovemaking", can it? He's just ramming into her with all his strength while she just smiles smugly, melting into him and taking everything he gives her with ease.

It's too perfect. She's too perfect. His frustration bubbles and, as a result, he just starts fucking her even harder... gripping her hair even tighter.

They're just devouring each other... hungrily, ravenously.

...Yet, in a way, that just works for him, doesn't it? ]

God, shut up...

[ He gasps the words out through how intensely he's going at her, but as he leans back to say it... he notices her tail lashing against the mattress...

It's not like he knew what would happen... but as he continues to aggressively roll his hips, he suddenly reaches out... and grabs her tail with his hand. ]

[ Oh, this really is too delicious. Not just how good it feels or how rough he's being - no, what makes it all the sweeter is the jealousy that's the driving force behind his roughness. Primal aggression and possessiveness, bearing his teeth and marking her throat with them to make sure everyone knows she's his and his alone.

She's used to guys getting jealous and mad and wanting and usually it tastes so miserably sour. Unbearably bitter to the point that she can hardly stomach it. But Oberon makes it the most decadent sort of indulgence and she's decided that the smart thing to do is not question why.

Not that she gets a chance. She parts her lips with a cheeky smile and a clear intent to challenge him to make her pipe down - but then his fingers wrap around her tail tight enough to tug and suddenly, her mouth is occupied with a sound far louder and more obscene than just about anything she could've said. ]

Ah- ah, ah, w-wait a second- [ Another one of those breathless noises, halfway between a laugh and a moan - but this time it sounds startled, too. ] Don't j-just grab that without warning me...!

[ ... of course, even as she says that, her tail's squirming in his grip and there's absolutely no mistaking the way her body clenches down on him. Tight. ]

[ Oh. Oh...

...it's completely impossible to hide it. The smug, victorious grin of someone who just now finally located a weak point in this damn succubus... and can you really blame him? Having been on the back foot with her for so long, dancing to her tune and incapable of resisting her...

Finding something like this may as well be the equivalent of striking gold. ]

Oh? Why's that?

[ He doesn't stop thrusting—honestly, at this point, he couldn't even if he wanted to—but his attention is now on the tail squirming in his grip. His hand grips the thin appendage even tighter, ensuring that it can't escape, and pulls it closer to himself... ]

No lying...

[ ...and with the tip of her tail brought to his lips, he nibbles lightly on the end of it. ]

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