The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14 - Sex Stories

The Succubae Seduction: Chapters 10-14

... I don’t miss the fact that the blade is held in her newly formed right hand. “You’ve had your fun, pervert, now I demand you get me out of here.” Her tone brooks no nonsense, but I back away, shaking my head and rubbing my tender nose. “Not until you identify the blue bottles I need,” I tell her. “You promised three times to help me when you were free, remember?” “Wasn’t your vile act reward enough?” She demands at me, wiping at some of my cum still stuck to her, and I bark a laugh at her. “That vile act saved you and your hand. All I want you to do is tell me which vials are blue, and then you can go your own way.” She contemplates me for a few seconds, before flying over to the table with all the potions on it. “These two,” she says, examining them. “You need to have someone breathe underwater?” “I need to rescue a friend,” I tell her, not wanting to give away too much, but thankful that the vials do what their supposed to. “Well, these are the ones you want, and as promised, there is no trick.” I’d wonder at her words, if she didn’t look so serious. I stare at the two thin bottles, and while I know they’re the right general color, I have to take her word on the rest. “Thank you,” I tell her graciously. “Now you can go as you please.” Grabbing the two vials, I turn and walk back down the cluttered hallway. “Wait!” the fairy yells, but I don’t stop. I feel something land on my shoulder, but I refuse to look at her. “I can’t get out of here on my own. You, Pervert, will ...

... help me leave.” “First of all, my name is Lyden, not Pervert. Second, I don’t like your attitude, and our agreement has been met. I got you away from the orb, and you told me which vials to take.” I’m trying hard not to smile, but somehow I keep the grin out of my voice. “You drive a hard bargain,” she says in my ear. “What do you want in return for your continued assistance in getting me out of here?” I open my mouth to say that I don’t need anything, but she stops me. “No! You can’t have my maidenhead. I would rather die, than give up that, Pervert.” “You want out of here?” I ask in annoyance. “What I want from you is a bit of respect. I’ve given you my name, pixie. Use it, or I leave you here.” “That’s it? Done, done, and done. There, I’ve agreed three times, Lyden. I will treat you with respect, my savior, until we are free of this place,” she agrees quickly, and I curse myself for getting annoyed. I probably could have gotten some weapons or something else to aid in saving Brooke, but instead I got a tag-along. “Fine,” I grump. “Hide in the back of my shirt while I walk out.” She opens her mouth to say something, and by the look on her face I won’t like it, but she seems to choke, and I realize that she truly can’t break any word she’s agreed to three times. Frowning, I feel her lift up the back of my shirt, and plant her feet on the waist of my pants. Her small hands grip my skin, and it feels like tiny pincers. Uncomfortable, but as safe as we’re going to be, I head out. ...