Nik approached the woman with reserve, not trusting her even as she pulled him closer. Hands travelled over his body, not just from her but her indulgent lovers. There were several of them in the bed with her, dozens massing on the floor in a shameless orgy, all of them filled with lust- her power.
His drunken mind ate up the touches, glad to feel something other than the normal anguish that permeated his thoughts.
He stepped closer and gave in as the hands stripped him of his coat. The hands, both male and female, pulled him closer to the bed where she beckoned him.
He fell onto the mattress softly, crawling up to her on his knees as she called him closer.
"I sensed you, Nikolai. I sensed your potential." She said, her features constantly changing, shifting between masculine and feminine, though he wondered if that was the pronoun the suited her now.
She looked like Theia, red-brown hair falling down to kiss the tops of her breasts. Her eyes remained uniquely her own- the same effervescent opals that lured him in. Her body was more masculine, taller, making her appear more as the dangerous vampire monarch that he had once unwilling served- Theia's mirror masculine image, her elder brother.
"Don't you want me?" She tempted, wrapping a hand around his chin and pulling him up to stare into her unnerving gaze. Her smell drew him in further, and his breathing began to show it.
The Succubus nipped at his lips and he dropped his beloved gun to the floor, forgetting everything but her. Her and her enthralling touch.
"You're not-"
"I'm not real? But of course I am, can't you feel it?" She asked, taunting the hunter.
"I can be anyone you wish, I can make you powerful." She teased, kissing down his now bare chest and he released a groan at her touch.
"I can give you everything. I can make anything attainable for you. You just have to do one thing for me." She whispered.
"Will you give me what I need? One night is all I ask, and the world will be yours in return." The Succubus persuaded and Nik felt any semblance of clear thought slip away.
This way he could be free. Free from the pain, the anguish, the bitter depressed state his life had become. No one could take this freedom from him, he knew. His research had shown that. All he had to do was agree.
"Say yes." She whispered against his lips.
"Yes."
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