PATNER TO THE SUCCUBUSS PRINCESS

PATNER TO THE SUCCUBUSS PRINCESS

There are people screaming all over. Search parties comb the village with burning sticks and all sorts of weapons looking for some 'demon'. I don't bother, it's futile what would those weapons do to a demon anyway.

I walk into my house and notice that some of my stuff has fallen over and the window is wide open. I go over to the window and look outside. Could it be an animal or something. Was it still inside her?

I look around and behind my bookshelf I can see something. A little red tail swinging in the air…

"I can see you…"

The tail freezes and a girl comes out of hiding. She has beautiful violet eyes and cute little red horns. This was who everyone was looking for.

"Oh… um, hello there. I didn't mean any trouble. I was just lost and your house seemed like a safe space to hide for the moment. I promise I won't hurt you or take anything. I'm not looking for trouble." She raises her hands and shows her palms. "Please don't be afraid. I come in peace."

"Youre the demon everyone is looking for, right?"

"I suppose I am, but I assure you I'm not the monster everyone is making me out to be. I'm just curious. Do you believe the stories?"

I take a moment. I had always heard of demons but frankly it always sounded like folk tales.

"Well I think you'd have already done something to me if you wanted."

She blushes and looks down.

"Y-you're right. As a succubus, I do have certain inclinations… b…but I swear it's not because I want to hurt you… the truth is I've never really understood my own nature, can you help me? Teach me about this world?"

Everything about this screams trap… what could a human teach a demon but… it just reminds me so much of me. I was much younger of course but I had run away from home too… I remember being scared and confused and she looked scared and confused. And plus a succubi, the worst she can do is fuck me to death right.

She steps closer and looks me straight in the eye. Her eyes have a certain pinkish hue to them now.

"You seem different from the others… strong, confident."

Well i don't know about that but i'm definitely not scared anymore.

"Well how humans have you met?"

Her brows furrow and she starts counting on her fingers.

"Let's see… a few guards, some merchants and travelers who have stumbled into our realm," suddenly she changes tone and looks down, "it's isolating being an outsider in two worlds. Demons think I am too human and humans think I'm a monster. I've begun to wonder if I'll ever truly belong anywhere?"

It's hard not to feel sorry for her. I felt the exact same way.

Then she looks up at me with tears in her eyes.

"That's why I'm drawn to you. There's something about you that feels… different. Like maybe, just maybe, you could help me bridge the gap between our realms."

Well I wasn't trying to bridge gaps between realms but I was willing to help a lost soul.

"Your parents aren't some demon kings that will come get me are they?"

She laughs humorlessly.

"Oh worse than that. My parents are the rulers of the eighth circle. They're feared even among our own kind. If they found out I'd ventured into the human world let alone made contact with a mortal they'd be furious. They'd likely lock me away forever or worse try to use me as leverage against this world. But don't worry, I won't let that happen. I'll find a way to return undetected. This will remain our little secret."

"Oh… that's reassuring."

"I give you my word. Whatever happens I won't put you in harm's way. You're a stranger in a strange world just like me. We're in this together… for now at least. Speaking of which perhaps we should discuss a plan for getting me back to my own realm. The sooner I depart the better for both of us."

She doesn't have to tell me twice.

"Yup… do you have any idea how?"

She starts pacing around the room.

"Actually I do. I possess certain… abilities that could aid my escape. With my dream walking I could potentially infiltrate the minds of those who guard the interdimensional portals. Once inside I could manipulate their thoughts and have them let us in but…. I've never attempted to dream walk and it requires extensive training and control, which I obviously lack. Will you help? Together we can ensure a successful return to my realm and maintain the secrecy of our encounter."

"How will I help… I don't know any magic."

"Don't worry, your knowledge of the human world will be just as crucial."

I doubt it but I do want to help.

"Okay, I don't want an apocalypse. First we have to get you some clothes and can you lose the horns and the tail?"

She chuckles and with a wave of her hand, her demonic features begin to shift and fade. Her horns recede into her skull leaving behind smooth hairless brows. Her tail disappears and with a blink her eyes lose their pinkish glow.

"How's that?"

She turns to a mirror and I watch her blush as she notices what she has been wearing all this time.

"Oh dear, I suppose I do need more proper clothing."

"Yeah."

I try to stop my eyes from wandering all over her body… I failed.

"In the demon realm we tend to favor more revealing attire. Modesty isn't always a priority. Have any suggestions?"

"Umm yeah sure. W ... .what about jeans and a t-shirt," I go over and show her a pair and with a snap of her fingers a pair of dark blue jeans and a black t-shirt appear.

She twirls giggling as she shows me her new form.

"How's this?"

"It's better, let's go for a walk, to get you used to the human world."

I heave a huge breath of relief as she leaves. That was a lot. Her pheromones perhaps?

She sticks close to me. Her eyes darting from one thing to the next in wonder. A few eyes follow her but I think they are more about her beauty rather than anything else.

"Everything is so vibrant here. So alive."

"How are things in the demon world?"

"It's different. More intense in every sense. Colors are deeper, shadows are darker. Everything, even love and hate burn brighter there," she sighs, "in my kingdom everything revolves around power and hierarchy. Every interaction is a dance of dominance and submission. It's beautiful in its own way but also suffocating at times. Here I feel lighter. Like I can breathe a little better. Tell me what is it that draws you in? What makes it all worth exploring? I have heard whispers of human resilience, adaptability and capacity for change. Is that true? Or is that just how you cope?"

"Well humans are resilient and adaptable but i think it's spread by the rich, try to encourage the poor to adapt to whatever is thrown at us you know, as for why i live here, well i can't live anywhere else really."

"Ah, I see. So resilience and adaptability is not evenly distributed, just a tool, it's fascinating how similar the dynamics are, even across realms. Power structures, class divisions, the manipulation of ideals. Perhaps we're not so different after all."

"Yeah, never seen a rich man need to be resilient. Anyway, are you hungry?"

She stops and places her hamd over her stomach then blushes.

"Yes I am feeling rather peckish. But wait! Won't eating with me raise suspicions? I mean look human now but, maybe it's better if I observe first before fully participating. What do you think?"

I chuckle.

"Participate, it's just food, let's go this way," I turn left and head towards a family diner I had frequented often. Even inside her eyes barely remain still, darting all over the room. Though she looks slightly uncomfortable with the eyes fixed on her.

"Don't worry, they just don't see someone so beautiful so often, how hungry are you?"

She smiles.

"You flatter me. Though I must admit being called beautiful by a human is nice. Different from the usual reactions in the demon realm, as for my hunger I'd say I'm quite famished. It's as if my body knows it needs to fuel itself properly for once," she leans in as if telling me a secret, "between you and me I'm craving something substantial, meaty even," her eyes begin to glow pink once again, "do you think the kitchen can handle such a request."

I have to clear my throat.

"Y… yeah what is it you crave?"

She leans in even closer, her voice dropping to mere whisper.

"I crave passion. Raw unbridled desire. The kind that sets one's soul ablaze, but for now I suppose I'll settle for the next best thing… how about a burger, do you think they can make it very spicy, " she says leaning back and taking a casual look at the menu.

A waitress comes by to save me temporarily.

"We'll have two burgers, one extra spicy and the other more mild with a side of fries thank you."

The waitress nods and leaves us. I notice her eyes have now stopped roaming all over the room. They now seem entirely fixated on me…

"Y…you said demons appreciate beauty differently?"

I can see her smile.

"In the demon realm our appreciation of beauty is more visceral, more primal. It's not just about aesthetics but about raw power. The potential for seduction and conquest. Demons are drawn to the essence of a being. Their passions, their fears, the depths of their desires. The physical form is merely a vessel," she leans in once again, "when I look at you I don't just see your attractiveness."

It feels like I've been drawn into a trance. I can barely look away.

"What do you see?"

"I see the strength within you. The courage to guide and protect someone as foreign as myself," I see her hand inching towards mine stopping just close enough that I feel the heat coming from her arm, "I perceive the depth of your empathy, your willingness to understand and accept that which is different. That's rare and beautiful in any realm,"she pauses her eyes burning with intensity, "and beneath it all i catch glimpses of a passion that rivals my own demonic flames."

"A passion?"

"Indeed, a passion that simmers just below the surface waiting to be unleashed. It's intoxicating," she moves closer, "I can feel it you know. The way your pulse quickens when i draw near, the heat that rises in your skin. Your body responds to me even as your mind tries to maintain control,"her hand finally makes contact and heat rises up my body like it never had before, "it's alright to acknowledge it to embrace it. There's no shame in desire, no matter how intense. In fact, I find it utterly delicious."

The hunger in me grows. My desire reaching new highs. I try to breathe and scramble for something to diffuse the situation.

"Humans don't have sex in public…