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Incubus Lessons
Author’s Note: Well, it’s been awhile, huh? O_o I have one more part of The Road to Kindness to bang out, then I am putting it on hiatus to work on my other stories, including two large stories featuring anthropomorphic characters.
I was going to wait to post this chapter of Incubus Lesson for me to edit it, but decided that it has been far too long since my last non-TRTK update. I worked on Incubus Lessons for this year’s Nanowrimo, so this has been sitting in my comp for a very long time. I have also re-written Chapter 1 and will post that soon as well.
This is a side story to the main story, taking place between Chapter 2 and 3. It is meant to show the budding relationship between our antagonists, and just be some sexy fun as usual :3 Hope you enjoy, since when I wrote this, I felt really shaky with a story I haven’t looked at in a very long time. I have also started working on Chapter 3.
Side Story: The Spirit Glen
There was a sweet and enticing smell in the air, like the candy the women in the village gave to their children or the fruit the wagons brought in the warmer months, but thicker. To an incubus like Duo, who had no need for food or anything sweet tasting, existing solely on water and sexual energy, his sudden interest in that smell was strange. All the same, it was a familiar smell, something prickled at his senses, and it annoyed him that he couldn't place it. A strong, cold wind hit him as he walked in the field of bright green grass. He shivered a little and suddenly realized how open this area was, how vulnerable he was.
Duo wrapped his arms around himself, but they offered little comfort as he was dressed as he usually was. His huge, bat-like wings would have protected him a little against the icy wind, but he didn't dare make them visible, not when there were no trees or caves to hide in from some prying, human eye.
His long, auburn braid whipped in the wind and he started to look around him, desperate for some kind of shelter. There wasn't any, only low hills and plains of soft, green grass as far as he could see. It was all wrong, he slowly realized. The wind was cold, but the air was warm and humid, a strange kind of contrast. Weather like this couldn't possibly exist in Romania, which was always cold, even in the summer. But it was more than that. The grass, which was an eerie greenish blue, had a strange feel to it, more like fur or hair instead of vegetation. This wasn't the human world. He had never left his little niche in Romania, but some deep instinct told him that something was very wrong.
But if not the human world, where? Duo's eyes widened as a memory came to him. Sea green eyes and golden hair... a commanding voice and a strong hand... Duo's look of surprise melted away into a melancholy one. The memories came to him like a dream, Quatre finding him in Romania, their contract, the angel that had visited them last night...
The thought of his master cleared some of the haze. Quatre was... strange for an elf. He claimed to be an exorcist, but instead of attacking him, he had played with him, had proposed a deal to save his life. To live with an elf or be killed... most demons would have chosen death, would have seen allying themselves with a higher being as disgusting, treason. Duo had seen it as a way out, a different life. If he went with Quatre, he wouldn't have to be afraid of being killed anymore. He wouldn't even have to worry about food.
Humans had a very limited supply of energy, so whenever Duo fed off of them, they died. Humans were puddles, Elves were lakes, and Quatre had great control over his energy, never giving him too much or too little. He could feed off of Quatre until he was full every day and he would only make the elf feel tired. If he went with Quatre, he would never have to kill just to survive again. Not to mention, after their first coupling, he had been interested to find out what else the elf could do to his body, what new things he would be able to feel.
Taking all of that into account, his decision had been obvious, even if it had meant following Quatre to the Elven world. That was where he was now, he realized. He recognized this grass, these hills, and the endless expanse of sky. Quatre had taken him walking through this very field earlier, only there had been no icy wind back then. It had been to go with Quatre to this place, or continue hiding in dark cold places, waiting with an empty stomach for the difficult chance to ensnare a male without getting caught. Besides, what was the downside? Quatre had promised to protect him and with an elf like that, he had felt safe for the first time in his life. But Quatre had lied to him. He couldn't protect him.
Duo shivered again as another gust of wind hit him and the ground under his feet felt as cold as ice. Remembering those things, he felt drowsy and strange, like his mind was muddled. Quatre had promised that he would take care of him, that he would protect him, but how could he? Surely the Elven Council was more powerful than Quatre was and just by being in his presence, Duo was positive that the angel that had visited them was more powerful than his new, elf master was. Much more powerful. When things got hard, if the Council threatened Quatre, would he still protect him?
Duo had gone with Quatre, believing that an elf could protect him. He had put his trust in him, but had he really trusted him? Duo had been alone his entire life. He had lain with a hundred men, could only survive by intimacy, yet he had never truly been intimate with another being before. There had always been this feeling in his chest. He had mistaken it for anxiety for his own life, for hunger. It wasn't until he had met Quatre that he had realized that that feeling was loneliness. How could he possibly trust anyone when he didn't even know what that felt like? The only person he could trust was himself, and there wasn't a whole lot of strength in him. Should he just run away and try to survive on his own? He couldn't even do that much. The Elven Lands were no place for a demon.
Duo stepped forward, preparing to find his way back to the tent that Quatre had pitched when they had first come to these fields. Quatre was all he had now. He might not trust him. He might not believe that the elf could protect him, or even want to protect him, but he was all the defense he had against the other elves. It occurred to him then that he didn't really know where he was. In fact, he had no idea how he had gotten here. The last thing he could remember, coherently, was returning to bed with Quatre, the elf kissing his bare shoulder after they had had sex again, more out of desperation and comfort than pleasure or food. They had fallen asleep and... he couldn't remember. And yet, there was some kind of understanding in his head about where he had to go, where the tent was. Knowledge that shouldn't be there.
As he took that step forward, instead of feeling soft, fresh grass under his feet, there was a loud crunching sound and the ground felt icy, but softer and less firm than the grass. It felt like snow.
'Don't look down,' that strange, impossible instinct that told him which direction he needed to walk in to get back to the tent chanted at him, 'It doesn't matter. Don't look at the ground. Just go back to the tent, where it's safe...'
That instinct to just keep walking forward in the same direction, to not pay any attention to the changes in the ground was hypnotic. All Duo wanted to do was to listen to it, to keep walking straight ahead. Duo almost did listen to that instinct, but the ground bothered him. And not just the ground. There was something about this field, something about his entire situation that was bothering him. It was like a splinter in the palm of your hand. It wasn't life threatening, it didn't even hurt that much, but you had to get it out, had to dig it out of your skin, or you would go nuts. Only this splinter was in his head.
Sure enough, when he fought against that impulsive, but strong instinct and looked down, instead of the green-blue grass, he saw only a snow-covered ground, as far as he could see. At that moment, it was as though the illusion of the grassy hills couldn't keep its hold on Duo's reality and started to unravel. Hills and wide open space melted away and transformed into a dense, snowy forest, the warmth into a deep cold. The green vegetation seemed to dissolve like a piece of parchment in a fire that burned into ash, falling away into snow. Even the clear sky became cloudy and oppressive.
As Duo looked out at the world in shock, he realized that he recognized the landscape. It was the forest where he had made his first kill as a child. He had a brief thought that maybe Quatre had sent him back to Romania, had teleported him to give him some time to hide from the Council. That was impossible of course, because it wasn't just that forest. No, it was that winter, that very day. It was all exactly the same as in his memory. That scared him because memory was imperfect. The mind always got some small detail wrong, but this place was exactly the same as that childhood memory. That told him that he hadn't just been transported back to Romania. It was more like he was trapped in one of his memories or a dream.
And just like that, the false reality snapped. A dream, Duo realized with sudden clarity, the clarity that only came from waking from a very deep sleep. The fog in his head cleared completely and his memories, as though there had been some barrier around them, came flooding back. Yes, he remembered that green field, but they weren't still camped out in it and that straight path was a lie. Quatre wasn't there, even if that field had been real. They had left days ago, as soon as they had woken up the next day. Quatre had been skittish about staying where anyone from the Council could find them, clearly not trusting Wufei. The elf had claimed that there was something he needed before they could meet the Council, something vital and precious, if they were save Duo's life.
"A detour?" Duo asked as they walked past the lake they had bathed in the previous day, his wings visible, but tucked tightly against his back, "Isn't that dangerous? Won't the Council be angry if we delay going to them?"
The demon wondered if this was how dogs felt, being led around by their owners. He felt powerless as he trailed slightly behind the elf, letting him lead the way. Truthfully, after meeting the angel last night, he felt listless. He didn't really care about where they were going or Quatre's reasons. He still felt like he was in shock, like his world had been turned upside down. In Romania, his life had always been threatened, but never before had he actually faced the possibility of his own death, and he had certainly never had had to rely on another person to escape such a threat.
In reality, he didn't see any other option except for to follow Quatre. If he went off on his own, the Council would probably send another exorcist after him. At least now they were willing to give him a trial, though Duo doubted it would be a fair one. And if Quatre sent him back to Romania, they would just find him. After all, Quatre had found him, so what was stopping another elf from hunting him down? His entire hope for survival was on the blonde elf's shoulders. So, when Quatre turned and gave him a dry, little smirk, the demon wanted to be pissed at him when he felt so stressed about this whole thing, but he saw the tension in those blue-green eyes and knew that the smile was a bitter thing.
"Not really. It is a two week hike to the capital where the Council resides. For that reason, they haven't scheduled an actual date for the trial and will be lenient about our arrival. However, if we try to flee or extend the trial date to deceive them, they will know about it instantly. So, this little detour won't arouse much suspicion. And once I find what I'm looking for, our trip will go much more smoothly and quickly," Quatre told him.
"Is it a weapon, something you can use against the Council?" Duo asked in confusion, "Or something to convince them, like a spell?"
Quatre shook his head, looking slightly amused.
"No, nothing like that. This is much more powerful than a weapon or spell," he said.
Quatre’s voice was filled with confidence, making Duo want to believe in him. But he didn't. The two of them lapsed into silence for several minutes. Duo wanted to ask more questions, to demand to know exactly what it was they were traveling for, but if Quatre wasn't giving it up willingly, he doubted he would tell him at all. Even if he did, Duo wasn't sure how to act. He just felt cold inside, cold and tired.
"It is a three day's walk to get to where we need to go," the elf finally spoke up again, "This realm is vast and is filled with all sorts of places. Some places are like this field, mild, warm, and safe. Our destination is like that. However, in order to get there, we must pass through a very dangerous forest."
"Why is it so dangerous?" Duo asked.
He was traveling with a high elf. There weren't creatures in the world who would want to fight such an entity. Quatre sighed.
"The forest itself has magical properties. The trees there have the effect of lessening Elven magic while increasing the magic of the spirits that reside there. Those spirits are vicious and come in many different forms. They hate elves for trying to impose their laws on them, so the area has never been sanctioned. My people call it the Dreaming Forest, because, like a dream, the magic there runs wild and the spirits do whatever they please. It is a lawless place where my status has no authority. If anything, my being there will likely put us in danger. The best strategy would be to simply pass through the forest as quickly as possible, but by my calculations, we will arrive there shortly before nightfall. The Dreaming Forest is dangerous during the day, but deadly at night. It is too much of a risk to travel through it once the sun falls. We will have to camp there,” the elf informed him.
“But the place we’re looking for isn’t like that?“ the demon questioned as they continued to walk.
“That place is a special forest, also with strange magical properties, but no, it isn’t dangerous,“ he smiled, “It is known as the Forest of Night. Actually, you will probably like it.“
Quatre suddenly looked at Duo, his expression somber and serious.
“Duo, you must promise me not to wander off when we reach that forest,” he demanded.
“Why?”
“Because you’re an incubus,” Quatresaid simply, “You are more vulnerable than I am. When we arrive there, you must never leave my side, promise me that.”
Duo nodded.
“Ok,” then he whispered to himself, “I have nowhere else to go.”
Just like Quatre had said, it took them two days to get to the Dreaming Forest, with just a one day’s hike to the Forest of Night. They had arrived right before sunset and had gone to bed together as soon as Quatre had cooked himself some dinner, obviously paranoid about the falling night. He had even refused to so much let Duo out of their tent, the second that last bit of light disappeared, but he would never forget those hours before the sun had departed, what little he had seen of the forest.
He saw it again now as the winter woods started to unravel and fade away. The two images, the forest of his memories and the forest of the reality, mingled with each other, making Duo’s head spin, until he found himself standing in the Dreaming Forest, just as he had always been. He had no idea what kind of creatures and spirits dwelled in this forest, or why Quatre was so sure that him being an Incubus would make things more dangerous, but this forest was beautiful. Yes, his natural instincts were telling him that there was something out here, as though something invisible were watching him and judging him, but he was too enthralled by what he saw around him to give it much thought.
Duo could understand why this place was called the Dreaming Forest. Not only could he detect twinges of strange magic, very much unlike Quatre’s, but the appearance of the trees, grass, and the air around him was like something out of a dream. Trees completely surrounded him, each a different size and shape, and Duo could feel their energy, the energy, not just of a living thing, but a sentient being. They were very tall, reaching up to a sky that Duo couldn’t see, the trees overwhelming everything. Their trunks and branches were white, but not the white of pure snow. They were off-white and their solid bodies looked like long, bare bones. All of the leaves of every tree were shimmering silver and glittered as he looked up at them.
Without the moon beaming down, those leaves shouldn’t have glittered, but in the air floated thousands of lights, like fireflies but bigger, and white instead of green. Faerie lights, the humans called them, but these weren’t fairies. They simply moved lazily through the air, more like dandelion seeds than living creatures. They lighted the area, dimly, but with Duo’s nocturnal eyesight, they were enough. The grass under his feet was a burnt orange and felt like silk. He could smell that sweet, familiar aroma again, lofting in the air like pollen. Duo still couldn’t place where he had smelled it before, but he was beginning to understand.
Someone had cursed him. Or, it was more appropriate to say that someone had cast some sort of spell. That was the only logical explanation for all of this. There was no way he could have left the tent without waking Quatre, not without some kind of magic being done. The dream, that smell, that chanting in his head… something had lured him out here. Why, he had no idea, but his heart started to race with fear. Without Quatre, he was useless. What little magic he had he couldn’t even use in the Elven realm. And hadn’t Quatre said that his own magic wasn’t as strong in this forest? Even if he came to rescue him… even if Duo could get back to Quatre, would he be able to do anything? Would Quatre cut his losses and leave him behind? Again, Duo had to ask himself what Quatre had to lose in all of this. If the Council threatened him, what reasons would the elf had to fight?
Standing before Duo, just like all around him, was a tree. However, this particular tree was different from all of the others. It was easily the largest one in the tiny clearing and it looked ancient. It’s trunk was giant and Duo could see its massive roots, as though the tree had tried to remove itself from the ground. Deep green vines with red tips wrapped themselves around the tree like constricting snakes. The old tree’s leaves were silver like all the other trees, but their tips were a light pink, the color of cherry blossoms. In between its trunk and the heavy roots was a large gap, leading into the tree. It was big enough for someone a few feet taller than Duo to get through and the demon couldn’t see inside. It was like a cave and, with the size of the tree, that was exactly what it was. He could hear that instinct again, screaming at him to go inside, to move forward. It told him that it was safe in there, that the tree would protect him from all the things he was so scared of, protect him in a way that Quatre could not.
Duo could feel energy pouring out from the tree, making his skin tingle. That sweet smell was coming out of the tree and it reminded Duo of how flowers would send out signals for bees to come and pollinate them. No, this tree was more like a Venus fly trap, secreting sweet nectar between its jaws. But when insects flew inside, that nectar only drowned them. Trapped them. He understood now, very clearly. That thing that he was smelling that seemed so familiar wasn’t familiar at all. He only thought that it was. More accurately, something was making him believe that the smell in the air was sweet and inviting, just like that sense in his head was making him believe that he should go into that cave. Something was using his dreams and his memories to create this illusion, this lie. Even as he thought that, it screamed louder, demanding that he go in.
Duo defiantly took a step back, away from the tree. He might be useless and helpless, on a quest towards his own death. He might have no one to trust, surrounded by beings that would sooner kill him than let him walk in their presence. He might be alone and have no options but to keep moving forward, but that didn’t mean he was a fool and it certainly didn’t mean that he was just going to surrender. He was going to find his way back to Quatre, even if it took all night, but he was most definitely not going to go inside of that tree.
“Aw, looks like he isn’t falling for it,” a sweet, lyrical voice chimed in Duo's ear. The demon whirled, his fingernails elongating into deadly claws, ready to defend himself. All he could think was that an elf, perhaps someone from the council, had found him and lured him out here away from Quatre, but the only thing that the creature before him had anything in common with an elf was his pointed ears.
The male being was petite and graceful, smaller and thinner than Duo was, and if it came down to a physical fight between the two of them, Duo's claws would take the fragile looking thing in a heart beat, but he knew it wouldn't come to that. The boy was impossibly pale, his skin the off-white color of bones and looked as smooth as ivory. His slanted eyes were light pink, like lilies, his pupils no more than pin pricks that, impossibly, reflected no light. The tips of his pointed ears were a dark green. His hair wasn't really hair, but free falling leaves, the same brilliant silver and pink-tipped leaves that adorned the giant tree. Underneath this faux hair were long, dark green vines that trailed a great distance from the naked figure and plunged under the ground, near the roots of the tree.
'A hamadryad,' Duo realized, nothing all the similarities between the creature and the tree he was tethered to.
He had never met a hamadryad, or any of their cousins, but he had heard of them. Spirits of very old, and very powerful trees. They were deeply connected to their trees. Anything that happened to that physical form would happen to their spiritual bodies. According to the men he had preyed on, hamadryads and other forest spirits were extinct in the human realm, because humans had cut down so many trees. Duo doubted that all hamadryads were gone from Earth, but they had to be extremely rare if he had never sensed any.
That obviously wasn't the case in this world. Elves respected nature a lot more than humans did. If this creature wanted to harm him, there was little Duo could do to protect himself. The hamadryad was a spirit, it's physical body a huge tree, and his magic was too small to matter in a fight. Where Duo could feed on life energy, hamadryads could control it, as well as all of the surrounding trees. The spirit started to approach him, the forest floor responding to each step, grass and vines curling up to meet his feet like they were intimate lovers. Duo sensed intent from the spirit, nothing malicious, but playful and strong, which could be just as bad.
Duo's wings withdrew from his back in an explosion of black and shadow. His wings were too large and the trees too dense for him to actually fly, but the sight of them shocked the hamadryad enough to give Lilu the space to glide a few feet over his head. Now that he had seen through the tree spirit's illusion, it held no power against him, and all he had to do was outrun the tree's root system to be free of the spirit. He couldn't tell if the hamadryad had some sort of negative intent towards him with the energy he was feeling from the spirit, but there was certainly no benefit in sticking around to find out.
There was little room to maneuver, and Duo only made it a few feet from the tree before something hit him in the back with enough force to knock him to the ground. Whatever had hit him was strong, but had thankfully not hit his wings. The ground was soft, but Duo was stunned for a moment. He felt a hand, larger than the hamadryad's, wrap around his ankle and drag him backwards, towards the tree. The hand was covered with soft fur and Duo could feel the strength in it. He quickly retracting his wings, not wanting to give his attacker access to the most vulnerable part of his body, and looked up blearily at his captor. He saw a tall man covered in silver fur with prominent deer features; broad, powerful hooves, a short black tipped tail, black tipped ears, and large antlers that had the same ivory look as the hamadryad's skin, but his upper form and bipedal movements were human-like, and his blue eyes were bright, full of intelligence. There was a strange, misty aspect to the shine of his fur, like something out of a dream, but his eyes were very sharp and piercing.
'A deer spirit,' Duo thought in a daze, feeling the guardian spirit's strong energy coming out of him in natural waves, and had to fight not to slip back into the dream spell.
"Who... are you?" he murmured.
The deer spirit looked down at him balefully, like he was looking at some pesky insect, and then shoved him against the trunk of the large tree. The hamadryad made a tsking sound him.
"It's pointless to try and run away from me," he said in that sickly sweet voice of his, "Even if you can get away from my tree, Roe here will find you. He knows every inch of this forest. My name is Ampe, by the way," he smiled brightly, "You don't need to introduce yourself. Thanks to my lure, I got a nice little peek into your dreams, Duo."
The demon ignored the tree spirit and tried to get to his feet, but felt the vines from the huge tree start to wrap around his upper arms. Ampe's pink eyes narrowed at him, making his sweet smile look sinister.
"What did I just tell you? Even if you fight with all of your strength, you aren't going to escape. I'm old, but my vines are very strong."
Duo glared at him, his pupils angry slits and he pulled at the vines. He couldn't believe that he had allowed himself to fall into this trap. If he didn't get himself out of it now, Quatre would be pissed.
'Will he come save me? Or will he think it would be better for him, for his reputation with the Council, if I were trapped here?'
For some reason, that thought hurt very deeply. He didn't believe that Quatre would leave him. He had promised... even if he was a demon, Quatre wasn't the kind of person who would lie to him. Wasn't that one of the reasons why he had chosen to go with the elf?
True to Ampe's words, the vines didn't yield at all. With a growl of frustration that sounded a bit like a trapped animal, Duo bit viciously at the vines, his fangs succeeding in tearing a few, but more quickly grew, replacing them, until his arms were completely trapped against the tree. Sap filled Duo's mouth and he immediately retracted, gagging and gasping for breath as he instinctively swallowed it. The vines' sap was thick and slippery and tasted incredibly sweet, like sugar water. It burned his throat on the way down and left his gut feeling hot and strange, reminding him of Quatre's spells he sometimes used when he played with him for some reason.
"Oh, you really shouldn't have done that," the hamadryad said with fake mournfulness, but his eyes sparkled in that way that his elf master's did sometimes. His expression was pinched and Duo saw some golden sap trickling down his arm. It hadn't amounted to much, but he had managed to hurt the tree spirit a little when he had torn his vines.
He blinked as his vision wavered. He felt... strange all of a sudden. Sluggish and drowsy. His skin felt prickly and hot, sensitive to the feeling of the vines tightening against him and the burning in his stomach. Was this another part of the hamadryad's dream lure?
"What did you do to me?" Duo demanded, but even the command came out hazy, like he was drugged.
The tree spirit smirked.
"My sap is very toxic. It won't kill you, but it has some interesting affects on corporeal beings. Paralysis, sleep, and skin sensitivity. You didn't consume enough to paralyze you, but you're going to find it very hard to move. Oh, it also has the same properties as an aphrodisiac."
Duo paled. That was what this tingling feeling was. He should have recognized it, but had thought that the hamadryad had actually poisoned him, would try to kill him, not play the same tricks Quatre liked.
"Why did you lure me here?" he asked, trying to stay calm and fight against the sap's properties.
He was an incubus, so arousal was a part of his nature, but he couldn't let it erode his senses and miss an important chance to escape, no matter how much his body would want him to succumb to it. He tested the vines again, but they still didn’t budge. If only he could cut them with something other than his teeth...
"Keep still, filthy demon," the deer spirit finally spoke, his tone dripping with disgust.
Not that Duo expected him to have any other sort of attitude towards him. Deer spirits were exactly that, the spirits of deer that had been wrongfully killed, usually by a hunter using unnatural means. They returned to their forests as guardian spirits, determined to protect creatures and their environment against the same injustice that had befallen them. To a forest spirit, an evil spirit like Duo was unwanted, an ugly, dirty thing. Forest spirits grew and protected. Demons perverted the natural order of things.
“It must be true what they say about Incubi having power over dreams,” Ampe said with a curious cock of his head, “You got caught up in my lure faster than most, but you also realized that it wasn’t real before I got a chance to prey on you. Not even a high elf or angel could do that without some kind of guarding spell.”
It clicked in Duo’s head just then, why Quatre had been so worried about this place, about him being here, and why he had made him promise that he wouldn’t stray from his side. He was more vulnerable to dream walking and manipulation spells because, as an incubus, he was sensitive to dreams. Also, most spirits hated demons, as they were so similar to humans. Hunting for meat without any consideration of what they were killing, no respect or regard for nature as they disturbed the natural balance of things. They especially hated demons because demons were considered by humans and angels to be nothing more than spirits that had turned to evil and corrupted, so they often confused natural spirits to be demons, or at least in allegiance with them.
Incubi could control, create, and manipulate the dreams of any other living being, not just humans, like this hamadryad clearly could. No... not create. The hamadryad’s lure had forced him into a walking dream state, but all of the things he had experienced in that dream had come from his own mind; the green field and the snowy forest, the tree spirit had just used them to make him go where he wanted him to. Similarly, Incubi could force their prey into wet dreams and feed off of them, as well as possess a great deal of power while in those dreams. One day, he would be able to control and create dreams as well, but he was too young currently and didn’t have that kind of control. Ampe had to be a Dreaming Tree, he realized at the tree spirits remark on preying on him, a special kind of hamadryad that, like himself, fed on life force.
If that was the case, he was in terrible danger. He was trapped by two creatures that not only hated himself for being a demon, but would also hate Quatre for being a high elf, a being that tried to control spirits like themselves. His entire life, he had been feeding off of others, and this was the first time he had ever thought of himself as something to be fed off of, but his sexual energy was very potent. He didn’t know if that was the reason for this attack, just for a bountiful food source, or if the two spirits had some other sort of agenda, but either way, there was little hope of escape.
Ampe was bad enough. That sap of his was very powerful, Duo could feel it spreading fire through his nerves already, and it was hard for him to focus or try to move. His vines were strong and fast, his tree so massive, it’s roots had to be far reaching. But the deer spirit was not going to be easy to deal with, either. Ampe had a limited reach, Roe didn’t, and as a forest spirit, would be able to sense him no matter where he went in these woods. Deer spirits were incredibly strong and fast, leading some human cultures to mistake them with Wendigo despite the huge difference in behavior and appearance. They were accomplished musicians and warriors, soothing the forest with their songs, but once threatened, brutal in acting out their justice.
Deer spirits were like elves of the spiritual world, but twice as judgmental and vicious. They also always traveled as a herd, like they had in life. If this one was alone, he had to be a mercenary, a rogue spirit that the hamadryad had contracted to protect his tree. That meant that he wasn’t here to punish either Duo or Quatre, but it also meant that Duo had no way of knowing how he would react.
“Why did you lure me here?” he repeated, “What do you want with me?”
“You and that elf never should have come to this forest,” Roe said in a cold tone, spitting out ‘elf’ like it was something bitter, “This entire forest, every leaf and blade of grass, is agitated by your unnatural presence here. A demon like you has no place in the Elven realm,” the buck grabbed Duo’s head and forced him to look him in the eye, his blue eyes glowing dimly, “Do you really think that you can coexist with the rest of us? With the rest of this world? You’re a demon, a virus that’s only purpose is to corrupt and destroy. It’s only a matter of time before the ‘body’ starts to fight against you.”
“What do you have against Quatre, then? He’s an elf, a high elf, and an exorcist. It’s his job to kill evil spirits,” Duo pointed out.
It was a strange thing to realize, but an attack against him was also an attack on Quatre, and these two had to have realized what they were doing by luring him out here.
“Elves have been trying to push us out of this territory for centuries,” Ampe said in a pout, crossing his arms over his ivory chest, “They believe, just because they’ve been the peace keepers in this world for as long as any history can recall, they have the right to lord over all of the other creatures and spirits. Even if that means killing creatures like me that can’t survive outside of this forest,” the spirit’s pink eyes narrowed and Duo could feel hostile energy pouring out of him in waves, “As far as we are concerned, your ‘master’ is as unwanted here as you are.”
“Are you going to kill me?” Duo asked softly, fully realizing how screwed he was, if that were the case.
He almost burst out laughing at the thought, at the irony of this situation. He had spent most of the night laying awake, curled up next to Quatre, thinking about what their angelic visitor had said. Thinking about what would happen to him when he went to trial before the Elven Council. What would they do to him if they decided he could not be allowed in the Elven realm? Would they sentence him to death? That seemed like the most likely outcome to all of this. He was a lowly incubus, nothing special to an elf, nothing that could contribute to their society. It was better to exorcise him than to let him live his life. And now, he was powerless at the hands of two spirits that couldn’t care less if he lived or died. It was entirely likely that he would never be brought before the Council now.
Roe let go of Duo, standing back to let Ampe kneel between Duo’s legs. The tree spirit reached out and trailer his fingers down Duo’s cheek. his skin felt smooth instead of soft, like the way a tree would when you dripped off the top layer of rough bark. His hand felt strange, not cold but not warm, either, exuding no heat at all. Even though Ampe was very close, he couldn’t feel his breath.
“We have a much better use for you than simply killing you,” Ampe smirked, those long, smooth fingers moved down his neck to his collar bone where they slipped under the tight strap of his undergarment. Duo shuddered, feeling his cock hardening under his clothes, the sap wreaking havoc on his nerves, “You and I are very alike. We both need to steal energy from other living things in order to survive,” he abandoned exploring Duo’s upper chest and touched his lips softly with his finger, testing their softness, “Of course, I’m a tree, so I need water, but I can live off any kind of energy. Usually, I survive off the life force of the plants and animals in this forest, but as you know, sexual energy is even more filling and the most fun,” Duo gave out a tiny gasp as Ampe slid his knee between his legs and rubbed against him.
The movement, as slight as it was, sent electricity through him and he had to fight not to rub back. He could feel the spirit’s cock, the same green with a red head as the vines were, pressing against his thigh. It was about as long and thick as Quatre’s was, but had strange, rounded nub just below the crown at the base of the head, and ridges going down the length of it. It felt wet, too, slick like the sap had been. Ampe took advantage of Duo’s gasp to slip his thumb inside of his mouth. The demon didn’t dare bite him, remembering his lesson with the vines.
“I used to play with the elves and fairies that would invade our realm,” the hamadryad continued even as he slipped his thumb deeper into Duo’s mouth, stroking his tongue a little, “But they’ve been coming less and less. I haven’t been able to eat anything fun in a very long time.”
He looked back at the deer, who seemed amused by how the tree spirit was teasing their captive.
“Roe and I have a partnership,” Ampe explained, “I’m nocturnal, since my lure works best at night, and I can’t move away from my tree, so Roe protects me when I’m resting. In return, I share my prey with him.”
“Why don’t you just feed off of each other?” Duo asked, his voice strained and he squirmed as Ampe continued to stroke him with his knee, the reminder of his own partnership with Quatre not helping his arousal at all.
“Spirits cannot feed off of each other,” Roe said matter of factly, “It has to come from a corporeal body,” his eyes bore into Duo, making the incubus flush darkly, “We have never fed off of a demon before, but you have a natural, physical body, so you’re fair game.”
Ampe finally slid his thumb out of Duo’s mouth and learned in to lick his lips. His tongue felt sticky and a little bit rough in comparison to the smoothness of his skin.
“I had always heard from the elves that demons are hideous, nothing more than intelligent beasts. I didn’t think I would meet one this pretty,” the tree spirit touched Duo’s auburn hair softly, gathering it in his hand and letting it slide through his fingers, almost reverently, “Do all incubi and succubae have beautiful hair like this? All of the elves and fairies we’ve encountered have had the same fair colored hair.”
“N-no,” Duo stammered.
Again, he thought of Quatre and how he had called his wings beautiful. How taken aback he had been by that. To an elf, he was only a demon, something dirty, so to hear a high elf say that his wings, the most obvious sign of his demonic blood, were beautiful had thrown him. He had heard others call him beautiful, had had many men worship his long hair, but had always attributed it to his pheromones, his own hypnotic lure.
Ampe pressed his naked body against Duo’s, enjoying his longer frame and letting a couple of his tentacles explore his slender legs, not doing anything more than lightly touch him, but to Duo’s drugged body, it was highly arousing. In the past, he would have claimed that there was no way something like a tree vine could make him sexually aroused, but Quatre had shown him how fluid sex really was, how good the strangest things could feel.
“You must be so lonely and desperate,” Ampe said in sympathy, cupping Duo’s cheeks almost affectionately, “being the pet of a puritanical elf. They’re practically impotent. So for an incubus like you that feeds off of sex and is so sensitive to it, it must be torture.”
“Quatre isn’t like that!” Duo snapped at him, at the same time wondering why that comment about his master had made him so angry.
Ampe grabbed Duo’s hair and pulled his head back, exposing his slender, pale throat. The act of dominance sent a rush of heat through him and he felt his cock throb with some emotional need.
“You should enter into a contract with me instead,” Ampe’s sweet tone belied the tight grip he had on his hair, “I could satisfy you so much better,” he pressed his cool lips to Duo’s throat, nipping him gently and making the demon shudder, “I could provide you with all of the victims you could ever need, and we could feed off of each other for the rest of our lives,” Duo watched him with wide, violet eyes as the spirit tugged the straps of his undergarment down over and caressed his shoulders, his smooth hands somehow blossoming heat on his skin, “And we can protect you from the Council, better than your Quatre can. Even the elves are scared of this forest. And with all of this spiritual energy, it would take them a very long time to find you here, if at all.”
Duo stared up at the spirit’s sweet, pixie-like face in astonishment. Twice, in a very small amount of time, someone was offering him a contract, a way to spare his life. Should he take it? The hamadryad made sense. They both needed to consume energy to live, and no sensible creature would want to journey into these woods. He didn’t have to go on trial, he didn’t have to fear for his life. He would have to kill to survive again, but wasn’t that better than worrying about losing his own life?
‘I promised him that I wouldn’t take another life and he promised me that I would be safe.’
When Quatre had proposed that contract, Duo had agreed to it without a second thought. It had seemed like an obvious choice, really. Be killed or let the elf take care of him. This choice, also, should be obvious. Let the spirits kill him, go to face a bunch of elves that wanted all of his kind dead, or let these spirits take care of him...
‘But that’s not what he said. He said that they would get me food, and that we could feed off of each other...’
This choice wasn’t like that other one. Before, in Romania, he had been all alone. He had had no one but himself to rely on. Quatre had come to him, powerful and menacing, but had seen in him something that he liked, some quality that had outweighed every reason he should have killed him. He hadn’t just kept him fed. He had taught him to enjoy sex as something other than a source of food. He didn’t know if Quatre could protect him, but he was trying. What other elf would do that?
There was something about Ampe and Roe that some part of him didn’t like. This forest was a haven from the elves, but he did not feel safe here like he had felt safe with Quatre before the angel had brought that terrible news. They didn’t look at him like how the high elf looked at him, like someone he wanted around and cared about. He was just a source of food to them, food that they wanted to keep around to amuse themselves. But beyond all of that, he had promised Quatre he wouldn’t kill anyone, in return for his safety. Didn’t he owe it to the elf to stick by him and at least wait to see if he could do that, instead of running away at the first sign of trouble?
“You might as well let me go,” Duo said resolutely, “I made a contract with Quatre and I’m sticking with him. I don’t know much about him, or if he can protect me, but I do know that he can feed me just fine. I don’t need your help with that. And if you kill me, he’s not someone you want for an enemy.”
Ampe’s smirk just grew and he bit into Duo’s neck hard enough to draw a little blood, but not much.
“No elf comes into these woods voluntarily. Once he realizes you’re gone, he’ll leave, if he has any sense,” the incubus winced as he felt that sticky tongue lap up his blood, “and you seem to be confused. I offered you a deal to be kind. I never said that letting you go was an option.”
One of Ampe’s tentacles slithered over his stomach, making a bee line for his crotch. The vine was slimy, covered in more of the golden-colored sap, and it made his skin burn every place it touched him.
“Quit it!” the demon snapped at him, closing his legs as much as he could. It was the first time in his life he had ever refused sex from anyone, and it seemed so entirely against his nature, but some part of him felt like it was important to deny it now.
More tentacle-vines wrapped around his legs and forced them apart. Despite himself, the restraint aroused him even more and he trembled in their grasp.
“I already told you,” Ampe said and made the questing vine slip against Duo’s covered erection, “you don’t have a choice here. I’m going to play with you until you can’t even remember your own name.”
The incubus moaned loudly as that strong tentacle stroked his cock through his underwear and he felt Ampe’s nimble fingers start to unbuckle the straps on his corset. Roe continued to watch from behind them silently. The tip of the tentacle moved up and down the length of his hardness from the outside of his underwear, soaking the cloth and making the organ throb. The vines trapping his arms and legs felt so strong, he felt like a rag doll confined by them. His stomach quivered and he felt like he was turning into a huge mass of nerves, either from the sap or the spirit’s careful teasing he didn’t know.
Ampe made a small noise of triumph as he finally got the last buckle undone and removed the piece of armor, tossing it aside. Duo was trying very hard to control his breathing, to not let either spirit know how aroused he was and how some of the wetness staining his underwear was his own pre-cum and lubrication.
“So much clothing for a sex demon,” the hamadryad said in disapproval, “A creature like you should be forced to always be naked.”
As if to attest to this statement, one of the tentacles slipped under his undergarment and ripped through it. Duo was startled by how easy it was for one of Ampe’s vines to just tear through the cloth like that, then it was torn from him and tossed aside next to the corset.
“There, that’s much better,” the tree spirit crooned, “Your skin is so pale and pretty, you shouldn’t cover it up with such dark clothing. Especially right here.”
He hooked his thumbs in Duo’s panties and pulled them down until his hard cock slipped out of them, glistening with fluid.
“You’re this hard already,” Roe said, suddenly appearing at Duo’s side and slipping his hand between his legs, grabbing his cock. Duo hadn’t even seen him move, “I had no idea incubi were so sensitive.”
“Don’t touch...” was all that the demon could manage to gasp out as the deer spirit stroked him, the feeling of his silky fur a very strange comparison to the tree spirit’s smooth coolness.
His words choked off as he felt Ampe’s fingers pinch his nipples. The hamadryad’s fingers lacked the confidence that Quatre’s usually had, softly pressing against the hardening tips, pinching them lightly and rolling them between his fingers like he was experimenting with them. Even those tiny ministrations sent shocks of pleasure rushing through him and he could feel his hardness ache between his legs, but he struggled to control his desires. He didn’t even know if he could feed off of the two them, what it would do to him or feel like to feed off of pure spiritual energy.
Duo groaned as Roe stroked him, already feeling his climax approaching. He had gotten so much better at holding back thanks to Quatre, but Ampe’s sap had taken all of that away. He couldn’t come just from some fondling and stroking, he at least had some pride, but he was struggling against pleasure, the chemicals in his body, and his natural instincts.
“Don’t make him ejaculate,” Ampe ordered his deer partner, “I don’t want him too tired before I can properly play with him.”
Roe nodded and slowed his hand, making his grip more gentle and more like a caress. This was even worse and it felt like the two spirits were doing nothing more than teasing him. Ampe pinched Duo’s nipples harder, rubbing at them almost roughly and winning a louder moan from his captive.
“Does it really feel that good, to have your nipples played with?” Ampe asked in honest curiosity and pressed his thumbs against the tips of the tender flesh, manipulating them in little circles, “I didn’t think it would be such a big deal for you.”
The sadistic tree spirit grabbed them again, tugging slightly.
“Please stop, they hurt,” the demon whimpered.
Ampe chuckled.
“That’s a good tone for you. You’ll probably like this a lot.”
Duo watched in astonishment as Ampe controlled two small vines from the tree to replace his fingers, the slender tentacles wrapping around his nipples and twisting them, making him cry out at the strange feeling.
“You’re so much fun,” Ampe grinned and rubbed his cool cheek against Duo’s warm one, “The prey I play with usually just cries or declares they’re going to kill me. You really should have taken me up on my offer. Not that it matters, I’m just going to keep you tied up here and play for as long as I want.”
The incubus made an undignified noise as he felt more of the slick tentacles slide between his legs. The deer spirit let go of his cock to give the vines room to wrap around the erect length, some sliding even lower to curl around his testicles, squeezing down on them. The vines oozed with the same golden colored sap that he had accidentally swallowed earlier and left his nipples and genitals burning and raw in seconds.
“Please let me go,” he begged, squirming in the vines’ grip, “it feels weird.”
“Of course it does,” the hamadryad admonished, “You’re used to being felt up by humans and elves. But this feels nice, too, doesn’t it?”
Duo shook his head in denial, but couldn’t contain a low moan as he felt the tentacles wrap around his cock and start to stroke and slide over his heated flesh slowly. It did feel nice, in a weird way, their slickness and dexterity, how they could coil around his length. He winced as the tentacle wrapped around his balls gripped him tighter, though not enough to hurt. Pre-cum dripped down his cock and if he hadn’t been restrained, he would have thrust his hips willingly. Roe spread open his ass cheeks, exposing his hole which was steadily leaking fluids.
“So it’s true,” the deer spirit mused, swiping up some of the clear lubrication on his finger, “you sex spirits can ready yourself, no matter the gender. This will make things easier.”
The guardian spirit pressed one finger to the orifice and slipped it inside easily. Duo’s moans became louder and he opened his legs. The fur-covered finger felt thick and silky, so different from Quatre’s slender ones and his body cried out in happiness feeling that part of him stretch to accommodate it. He could feel more of the fluid leak out of him as Roe pushed his finger all the way into him, curling it to stroke at his inner walls.
“You’re so wet already, filthy demon,” he sneered and slipped in another finger.
Duo bit his lip to keep from crying out. His entire body was throbbing, wanting something big and hot inside of him. He liked to have his cock played with, but there was just something about being penetrated that made every inch of him hot, sap or no sap. The deer spirit twisted his fingers inside of him, swirling them around and making the incubus whimper loudly. He could already feel himself start to get lost in it, every twist and dive of his fingers. When Roe started to move them in and out of him, what little hesitation and pride he had left became almost impossible to acknowledge. He wanted to feed, he wanted to feel the spirit’s cock inside of him. For as long as he could remember, those feelings had dominated his existence and they couldn’t be quelled now.
“Pay attention,” Ampe ordered, now straddling Duo’s hips, and grabbed the demon’s red-brown bangs, forcing his head forward until his own hard cock was pressing against his lips, “and open your mouth.”
The hamadryad’s cock was as hard and dripping as his own was, but the fluid that the bright red crown was oozing was the same golden color as the sap and when it touched his lips, that fluid made even the nerves there throb.
“No way,” Duo protested, having a decent idea that putting that in his mouth was going to do more than get the tree spirit off.
Ampe ignored him and shoved his member in the demon’s mouth. The taste of it almost made Duo gag. It was the same sickly-sweet flavor of the sap and the fluid on it made his tongue tingle. Instinct had him sucking on it immediately and he quickly got used to the strange flavor, caressing it with his tongue as the long cock slipped fully into his mouth and down his throat.
“Good boy,” the tree spirit cooed, stroking his bangs, “If you just do everything we want you to do, I’ll be very nice.”
He drew his erection out of Duo’s mouth a little, only to thrust back in, making pleased noises as the demon suckled on him, swirling his nimble tongue around him. He kept a tight grip on Duo’s hair and thrust slowly and shallowly in and out of his mouth.
“Your mouth is so nice,” the spirit moaned, “so hot and wet... I wonder how your ass is going to feel.”
Duo cried out as he felt Roe slip in a third finger and thrust them in and out of him roughly.
“He’s tight,” the silver deer told his partner, “but he’s sopping wet down here. I’ll be sure to loosen him up for you real well.”
“Thank you, dear,” Ampe said cheekily and pulled out almost all of the way.
The incubus curled his tongue around the thick head, sucking on it hard as though he could suck out the cum inside of it. The tree spirit grabbed at his head and thrust back in, groaning loudly.
“Ohhh, I’m going to cum already...” he cried out.
“Do it inside,” Roe said, concentrating on spreading the demon’s ass, still twisting his fingers deep inside of him and making him drip out more of the slick, clear fluid.
Ampe’s hips jerked deeper, fucking Duo’s throat carelessly as the brunette incubus tried to keep up with his movements. The pink eyed spirit made a soft, almost purring sound as he let himself go down his prey’s throat. Ampe watched in fascination as a beautiful, violet light danced along the demon’s pale skin and felt some of his energy being taken from him for the first time in his existence. Duo’s violet eyes widened in shock as he felt the slippery mass shoot down his throat, Ampe staying inside of him so the only thing he could do was swallow all of it. It was like swallowing fire and he could feel it as it went down into his stomach. The feeling, coupled with feeding off of the tree spirit’s both strange and natural energy, was immense. If the vines hadn’t had a tight grip around the base of his cock, he would have climaxed.
“Don’t worry,” Ampe soothed, “you still haven’t swallowed enough to paralyze you, but you won’t be able to run now, no matter what happens.”
Duo’s heart raced and he felt a slow heat move through his arms and legs. He clenched his fingers and toes, but it was difficult, like moving them through molasses. Ampe pulled out of him, a small trickle of thick, white-amber cum dripping out of his mouth. His stomach felt tight and hot and his entire body trembled as a surge of need went through him. He could feel his hip shaking, wanting the long cock he had just sucked on to plunge deep inside of him again. He made a frustrated sound as Roe pulled his fingers out of him.
“My turn,” the deer smirked and took Ampe’s place in front of Duo.
Duo looked at Roe’s crotch in astonishment. Sticking out of thick, silver-white fur, was an impressive cock, hard and thick, thicker than Quatre’s. It was a pale pink color and the pre-cum was a natural clear tone, unlike the hamadryad’s. Roe pressed the head of it against Duo’s soft lips like Ampe had done.
“My cum doesn’t have any magical properties like Ampe’s does,” the deer said, “but I think you’ll enjoy the taste of it anyway.”
He pushed his hips forward, the very tip of it slipping past the demon’s lips. The smell of the deer’s musk was intoxicating to Duo in his current state. His pink tongue darted out and licked the underside of it. It tasted more natural to him, that same salty taste that he was so used to and he lapped at the skin in appreciation. Roe made a small, pleased noise at the incubus’ surrender and curled his hand around the back of his head, letting Duo worship him with his tongue. Duo couldn’t remember having a cock this thick before and took his time washing it with little licks and caresses from the generous base to the reddening tip, swallowing his pre-cum eagerly. Suddenly, without any kind of warning, Roe thrust his cock into his mouth fully.
This time, Duo did almost gag from the size of it and its sudden intrusion. He struggled open his mouth wider so his jaw wasn’t strained, but he was unused to something this big. Roe was different from Ampe, unforgiving, and thrust in and out of his mouth brutally, fucking his throat instead of letting him suck on him.
“Your mouth is nearly as nice as your ass,” the deer said appreciatively, “but I think my cock is going to love being buried in your hole better.”
His fingers clenched in Duo’s hair as Ampe watched in amusement. The deer gave nothing away in his facial expressions as he used Lilu’s mouth, until he finally came after several minutes with a hoarse shout. His load was thicker than Ampe’s had been and had that usual bitter taste. He groaned around the cock in his mouth as he fed again, Roe’s energy stronger and closer to the physical energy that he usually took. His body shook with the need to ejaculate as he was filled with pleasure from the feeding. Duo’s eyes widened as Roe pinched his nose shut.
“Swallow,” he ordered.
Duo quickly did so, the mass sliding down his throat slowly and feeling like a leaden ball in his sensitized and full feeling stomach. He gasped for breath when the deer finally slipped out of him.
“Very nice,” Ampe said pleasantly, “both of our energy should be plenty for you. Now it’s time for my dinner.”
“Hey!” Duo protested as the vines around his arms pulled him higher up the tree until Ampe was at hip level with his crotch.
The vines and branches from the huge, old tree swarmed his arms until they were completely covered from just above his shoulders to his fingers, making them efficiently trapped. More vines wrapped around his legs, forcing them up and spread apart widely with his butt angled forward before trapping them like they had his arms, almost like his limbs were sinking into the tree itself. Before, with only a few vines holding him, he had had a chance. Now, escape was impossible. He could barely twitch.
“Put me down,” he begged, “I won’t run away-”
“I know you can’t run away,” Ampe smirked, “but I like you a lot better like this.”
He flicked one long-fingered hand and sent a vine wrapping around Duo’s stomach. It quested further down his body, slipping past his painfully hard cock. Duo flinched, feeling it brush against his erection which was now red with need. Thanks to his elven master, he was used to being denied release, but the fire raging through him was making it more painful than usual. He gasped as he felt the slick vine probe at his entrance.
“What are you doing?!” he cried out.
“Playing,” Ampe teased.
The tentacle penetrated him easily, slipping all the way inside of his ass.
“Nnng,” Duo moaned through gritted teeth, “Don’t... don’t put that inside me...”
The feeling of the vine snaking in him, moving deeper and deeper, was incredibly odd. It wasn’t unpleasant, and it didn’t hurt, but it stroked parts of him that had never been stroked by a cock before, parts that made his insides tingle and throb.
“I know, I know,” the tree spirit said mournfully, “this vine isn’t as big as you like. But that’s ok, I can change that.”
Duo’s eyes widened and his pupils narrowed into slits as he felt the intruder start to grow inside of him. He cried out in an almost scream, the tentacle slowly becoming as big as Ampe’s cock was, stretching out his muscles from the inside of him.
“No, no, take it out!” he cried.
“What are you talking about?” Ampe asked with a cock of his head, reaching out to trace the stretched outer ring of muscle with his finger, “Look how much fluid you’re gushing out. You must be enjoying this a lot.”
The demon struggled against the tree as he felt the vine squirm and writhe inside of him, sending huge waves of pleasure through him. He could feel the thing brushing up against his prostate, its sap making his vision turn white.
“I-I can’t,” he gasped out senselessly, his cock twitching as the tentacle started to move in and out of him slowly and lethargically, “I can’t take it...”
He felt another tentacle, as big as the one that was inside of him, slide down his back. It curled around the curve of his ass and started to probe at his stretched hole. Duo was too far gone already to protest it or give it much consideration until it started to slip inside of him, making the ring of muscles stretch out more. He tossed his head back and screamed at the feeling of it sliding deeper inside of him to join with its brother.
“Ohhh,” Ampe moaned happily, “your ass is nice, so tight for a sex demon. My vines are enjoying it a lot. No wonder why that high elf of yours betrayed his entire race just to own you.”
Through the thick fog of lust, Ampe’s words made a strange emotion fill Duo’s heart. He wasn’t sure what it was, but it made it ache. He had never really put their contract in those terms. Betrayal... he had only really thought about the danger he was in, know that the Council knew where he was, about avoiding his own death. He had never actually thought about what it meant for Quatre, taking in an incubus, and what would happen to him now when he helped Duo face the Council. Was Quatre’s head on the chopping block, too? For some reason, that made him feel more miserable than when the angel had delivered his death sentence.
Duo cried out again as the second tentacle struck his prostate with incredible accuracy, making him arch his back and his cock twitch, close to orgasm. It was nearly glistening with pre-cum now, but he refused to beg like he did with Quatre. He whimpered and thrashed as he felt the vines twist around each other deep inside of him and move in synch, becoming one large tentacle, and mercilessly stroking his weak spot. If he hadn’t already been partially paralyzed, he would have found it impossible to move his legs anyway. They felt like they had become rubber.
“You make such cute sounds when you’re distressed,” Ampe grinned, “but it‘s past my dinner time. You won‘t mind me taking a little snack, will you?”
The tentacles around his cock finally released him and the two inside of him pushed into him again, hitting that special spot inside of him. Duo gave out a hoarse cry as he came, spilling white come all over his stomach. As his vision dimmed from his orgasm, a peculiar feeling came over him. He felt the energy that he had fed off of Ampe and Roe start to leave him, flowing out of him like someone had turned on some sort faucet, leaving him feeling lightheaded and weak. Little violet fairy lights floated around him, but they quickly turned green and vanished. Ampe’s leaves and flowers gained a very healthy glow and the tree spirit looked very vibrant, very satisfied with himself.
The hamadryad arched his back and gasped, wrapping his arms around himself. It didn’t take long for Duo to figure out what was going on as he felt something hot and slick pour into him. The tree spirit had come into him through his tentacles, but he couldn’t feed from him. Ampe had stolen his energy. Was this what it felt like when he fed from Quatre? Duo groaned as the fluid inside of him started to get hotter and hotter. It wasn’t just come, but more of the sap. It filled him up, thinner than normal cum was, but with two vines, there was a lot of it.
“Oh, god...” he whined, “that’s not fair...”
“Mmm, that felt good,” Ampe purred, stretching out his back, “I haven’t had a meal that filling in suuuuuch a long time. I was worried that my flowers were going to wilt.”
“Still hungry?” Roe asked and there was affection there in his tone for a moment that threw Duo even in his drugged state.
“Of course,” Ampe grinned back at him, his pink eyes glowing with new found energy.
Roe grinned back and took the tree spirit’s place, Ampe slipping his tentacles back out of Duo. The golden-white cum spilled out of Duo and he groaned, his eyes barely open at the feeling of it.
“Please...” he panted, “you took all of my energy, that has to be enough... it burns so badly...”
“Oh, never,” Ampe patted his cheek, “my appetite is insatiable. The sap’s effects will wear off eventually, in the mean time I want to enjoy while you’re like this, all tied up and wanting,” he caressed Duo’s cheek with his thumb, marveling at the red blush on the pale skin, “How you feel about it is irrelevant. I’m still hungry,” he turned to Roe, “your turn.”
Roe nodded. Duo gave out a keening whine as another surge of liquid heat and lust overtook him. His cock hardened again, before the deer even touched him and he felt like he hadn’t climaxed at all. He looked up into the deer’s blue eyes with a heated, desperate expression. Roe completely ignored him and slid one finger inside of him, making the demon wince, and tested how loose and wet he was.
“Good enough,” he said, as though to himself, and grabbed Duo’s hips.
The demon shuddered as he felt the thick head of the guardian spirit’s cock press against his leaking entrance.
“Nnnnn,” Duo squeezed his eyes closed as he felt the large rod start to penetrate him, “It’s too big, it’ll never fit...”
“Shut up,” the deer snapped at him, “it’ll fit just fine.”
The incubus gritted his teeth as the impressive length continued to go deeper and deeper inside of him until he felt the soft pressure of the spirit’s balls resting against him. Roe dug his thumbs into Duo’s stomach as he pulled out of him a little and thrust immediately back in, using his hips as leverage.
“No, no, don’t move, I’m not ready,” Duo cried, feeling his insides spasming as the large cock moved in and out of his sensitive ass.
“Your hole feels plenty ready to me,” Roe grunted, thrusting hard and fast, “it’s clenching down so hard and it’s so wet. You should be ashamed of yourself. Does your elf friend know about what a slut you are, getting off on vines?”
Roe’s silken fur was torture along his heated skin, and his cock was brutal, it’s thickness stroking every inch of his insides, rubbing against his stretched muscles. Duo felt like he was melting away, drop by drop. It felt so good, to just be pummeled like this, he couldn’t help but start to get lost in the rhythm that Roe was making. Once in awhile, he would slow down, and move in and out of him slowly and gently, which was just plain torture, but his pace was mostly harsh, almost violent. Duo could feel his nerves down there throbbing, trying to keep up with the guardian spirit and failing. His cock oozed and pressed against his stomach, Roe’s fur stroking him almost as well as his hand had earlier.
“Ahhhh,” Duo moaned as he felt the fat head rub against his prostate, “please... let me come...”
Roe’s grip on his hips tightened and he plunged in and out of him with abandon, making soft grunts as he lost himself in the demon’s tightness. He couldn’t handle the way that the incubus was clenching down on him. He didn’t survive on energy like Ampe did, but it had been a very long time since his own sexual needs had been satisfied.
“Dammit...” he groaned, finally giving in the fire building in his gut and emptied himself inside of their captive.
Duo tossed his head back and screamed as he felt the deer’s energy flow into him, replacing what the hamadryad had taken. Electricity danced along his nerves and he felt himself coming again, the familiar feeling of his warm seed splashing on his bare stomach. Roe’s cum was so thick and warm inside of him, he felt it sooth some of the burning from the sap. When the deer pulled out of him, a lot of his cum gushed out and the demon moaned tiredly at the messy feeling of it. Even though he had stolen some of the spirit’s energy, his body ached. His nerves were burning like wildfire, and he was torn between wanting more sex and wanting to sleep.
“Thank you, Roe,” Ampe said sweetly as the deer spirit moved away.
“Don’t,” Duo begged, nearly gasping for breath, “I’ve given you so much already... I need to rest...”
“Nonsense,” the pink eyed spirit said and though his voice was sweet, Duo heard the sharpness behind it, the threat, “I use up a lot of energy. Fairies have so little, almost as little as humans, and elves hold so much back. When you give me your energy, you give me so much. You don’t know how to control it, do you?”
Duo blushed darkly at that, feeling embarrassed for some reason. His heart sped up as the tree spirit pressed the head of his cock against his well-used entrance. He felt his own erection return to him again, unable to stop it. How long would the effect of the sap last? And how much more energy was the hamadryad planning on stealing?
“Being a demon, you’re the only one that can take Roe’s energy, since he doesn’t have a corporeal form,” Ampe said, placing his hands on Duo’s hips where the deer spirit had left dark bruises, “When I feed off of you, I not only get his, but a dose of yours as well. It’s like having two meals at once. How could I possibly resist that?”
The two of them moaned together as the hamadryad slid into the demon. He wasn’t as big as Roe was, but he was longer, and the ridges on his cock made Duo’s ass feel strange, stroking him in an entirely different way than he was used to. He winced as the swollen head of it brushed against his prostate, wishing that he wasn’t restrained in the way that he was. It made everything feel too intense, and it was way too easy for them to strike that pleasurable part of himself.
“Ohhh,” Ampe groaned, “this part of you does feel nice, doesn’t it? Roe plowed you so well, but you’re still tight. And so wet... this will make things easier.”
He ground against Duo, making his cock rub against that spot deep inside of him. Duo gritted his teeth to silence his moans, but it felt so good, hot, electric pleasure shooting through his nerve endings. The tree spirit drew out of him a little, and slowly slid back in, repeating the move without stopping. His movements were completely different than his deer partner’s, slow and almost gentle, more concerned with driving him crazy than actually trying to get himself off.
“You can cry out if you like,” Ampe grinned and slammed into him to demonstrate, forcing a wry moan out of his prey and felt him clench down on him, “See? You make very pretty sounds in this state. Is it really so terrible? You’ve been living with humans and elves for too long. They’re all so modest, it really doesn’t suit you.”
His small, slender hands slid up Duo’s hips to his chest, enjoying his lithe body, his pale soft skin. His own hips continued to move slowly, drawing all the way out of Duo until only the nubbed head remained inside of him, only to slide back in slowly, the ridges stroking every nerve and sensitive plane of skin. It was absolute torture to the demon, who was far too sensitive for this kind of play.
“Please... don’t fuck me like this...” he whined, his legs trembling in the vines’ grip.
“You don’t like this?” Ampe asked in a teasing tone and pinched his nipples between his finger tips, thrusting into him harder, “Then how about this?”
The tree spirit quickened his pace, rolling the demon’s nipples between his fingers. Duo cried out, only to have it turn into a rough gasp as he felt a vine thrust into him right under Ampe’s cock, slithering inside of him.
“Ahh, don’t do that,” he moaned, his ass spasming at the pleasurable intrusion as the vine started to thrust in time with its master.
“You complain far too much,” the tree spirit scolded, “this part of you doesn’t mind it at all,” he wrapped one hand around Duo’s cock, which was fully hard again and weeping more pre-cum.
Duo tossed his head back as Ampe stroked him. It was too much. He couldn’t handle this constant assault from the two of them, his nerves felt like they were going to explode.
“I’m... I’m going to cum...” he choked out, feeling his balls tightening as both the tentacle and Ampe’s cock struck his pleasure spot at once.
“Go right ahead,” the spirit chuckled, “the way you’re tightening around me, I’m pretty close myself. Then I can feed off of you, and Roe can give you more energy. The night is still young.”
Duo shook his head in denial. He couldn’t last through another fucking, it was bad enough when Quatre did it to him, but that was just the same constant flow of energy, and sometimes, if the elf just wanted to fuck him, he wouldn’t give him any energy at all. But this, having energy flowing back and forth, in and out of him, was so tiring. He felt the tentacle twist inside of him as Ampe thrust back inside of him, harder and faster than he had been, and the hamadryad succeeded in ripping another orgasm out of him.
The long haired incubus’ vision went white as he came, his claws growing and piercing some of the vines holding him, but he still felt the spirit pumping into him harshly three more times before his cum filled him. Unlike the sap from his tentacles, this fluid was as thick as Roe’s was and it didn’t burn him. Then it happened again, Ampe’s feeding. All of the energy that Roe had given him, and a good portion of his own, flowed out of him and into the hamadryad, who moaned happily. Duo felt it flowing away, leaving him drained and empty. Ampe came a second time inside of him, filling him up and stayed inside of him for several minutes, panting heavily.
“That was a good one,” the spirit groaned, “both of your energies are so filling, so nice...”
He pulled out of his prey, his cum spilling back out slowly at the position that Duo was in. The demon’s head was bowed, his chest heaving like he couldn’t get air in fast enough, but the hamadryad was confident that he hadn’t taken too much energy from him. At the very least, even when the sap’s paralyzing effects wore off, he would be too drained to run away if he kept feeding off of him like this. The perfect prey...
Ampe flicked his hand and the vines that had been restraining Duo unwound around him, making the demon fall to the soft forest ground. Duo gave out of a tired noise and curled his arms around his empty and abused stomach. He felt both spirits’ cum leak out of him, his nerves still throbbing from the sap, but didn’t care. He just wanted to sleep, even if his body was still burning.
“Want to go again?” Roe asked his partner.
“Of course,” Ampe chirped, becoming aroused again looking down at the incubus’ naked and spent body.
“Not bloody likely,” a cold voice said from behind the deer.
The voice was threatening and despite its coldness, full of underlying rage. At the same time, it was familiar to Duo and he opened his eyes, looking up at Quatre.
He had never seen the high elf like this before. He had thought he had seen him angry before, when they had first met and Quatre had originally planned on killing him, and again last night when he had been talking to the angel. But now the elf’s blue green eyes seemed to glow with fury. His long gold hair was tied up in a ponytail and he had an elegant, but powerful looking red and white-gold bow fully cocked, a deadly arrow constructed and sharpened in a way that Duo had never seen before, pointing directly at Roe’s head.
The guardian spirit’s blue eyes, normally so emotionless, widened in fear, staring death in the face.
“How the hell did you get here?” Ampe hissed, losing all of his pixy-like demeanor and looking as enraged as the elf did.
“I walked,” Quatre snapped.
“But my spell-”
“Is very effective,” the elf admitted, “one of the most powerful I’ve come up against. But I have wards to guard against that kind of thing and it isn’t the first time I’ve fought against a dream-state spell. It took me awhile, but once I recognized the signs of a forced dream, it wasn’t hard to fight against it.”
“You must be an idiot,” Ampe sneered, “you were lucky enough to break my spell, and you come stumbling into this forest, the source of my power?”
“I’m committed,” Quatre shot back and looked down at Duo, his fiery eyes softening a little.
“Cat,” the demon murmured.
He tried to get to his feet, but only managed to pull himself up on his arms a little before the paralysis hit him, making his arms feel weak and he fell back to the ground.
“Did they hurt you?” the elf asked softly.
Duo shook his head.
“No, I just can’t... move very well,” he confessed in shame.
His master nodded at him, then glared at the tree spirit.
“How lucky for you,” he grounded out.
“Lucky?” Ampe laughed mockingly, “You really are an idiot! What do you think you are going to do in this situation? Just a lone elf with his bow... do you have any idea how many elves I’ve killed who thought they could hurt us?”
“I have a fair idea,” Quatre said, “You’re listed as an untouchable, a creature who murders our kind and is to be approached with caution. No order to exorcise has been taken out on either of you because the risk is greater than the reward.”
“And yet you came here anyway,” Ampe looked honestly confused by the elf’s actions.
“You have my demon,” the high elf said simply, as though that explained everything perfectly, “and if you don’t relinquish him, I won’t hesitate to kill your guardian.”
Roe snorted.
“I’m not some deer you can hunt down with your pathetic bow,” he actually sounded offended, “what do you think you can do with that thing against me?”
Quatre grinned. Duo thought it was infinitely more terrifying than Ampe’s superior grin. It held the promise of death and pain and confidence in it.
“I’m an exorcist,” he told the deer spirit, “do you really think I would walk into an enchanted forest with a normal weapon? This arrow is more than enough to take care of a spirit like you.”
The deer glanced at the arrow, as though doubting the high elf’s claim. Both the bow and the arrow were very long, more than the deer and tree were used to see the elves that they typically preyed on using. The metal tip on the arrow had a strange curve to it and along the arrow someone had carved elvish script into it. Even Duo recognized an elvish spell when he saw one and he could feel the power emanating off it, like glowing light. Ampe made an affronted noise and that was all the warning that Duo had as a vine wrapped around his throat. He grabbed at it, but it was too fast, tightening around him threateningly, though not enough yet to cut off his air. He tore at with his claws, but it was still hard to control his movement. Ampe smirked at Quatre, whose glare had turned like ice, sap leaking down his arm from Duo’s attack on the vine.
“You seem to think that we’re powerless,” the hamadryad growled while still grinning sinisterly at the elf, “So your arrow is enchanted... You’ll kill my guardian, and then what? You managed to sneak up on us and threatened my deer, I’ll admit that. But even if you hit him, which is only if you are very fast, you’ll never be able to kill the both of us with one hit. I’ll kill your incubus before you can re-cock that bow.”
“I’m sure that you will,” Quatresaid, his tone calm, but Duo could tell that his master was quickly becoming more and more furious, “I’m a very good hunter, I never miss my target. I’ll kill your guardian, but this arrow is no good against you. Unlike him, you have a corporeal form. I can’t kill a tree with an exorcising arrow. You’ll kill Duo, I’m not fast enough to prevent that. But if that’s your last action, that makes you the idiot, and not me.”
“And why is that?” Ampe asked, looking unsure for the first time.
“The Elven Council code dictates that any creature that is not under an exorcising contract, but has committed a crime against the elven race, or is under suspicion of additional unforseen crimes, be brought before the Council and put on trial. Normally, I’d say that I’m very good with a sealing spell, and that if you kill Duo, there is nothing to stop me from bringing you before the Council, but honestly, I don’t give a shit,” Quatre snarled at him, “If you kill that incubus, I’m not putting you on trial. I’m not capturing you. I will paralyze you, like you did him, rip out all of your vines, and burn you alive. I’m very good at sealing spells, but I’m even better at fire spells. I wonder how long it will take for a big old tree like you to burn to kindling?”
Ampe’s lily-colored eyes widened and Duo thought that his leaves and flowers wilted a little, lost some of their vibrant colors. Those almost pupil-less eyes narrowed and Duo could feel the rage coming off of the hamadryad like a hurricane.
“You would forsake your duty as an exorcist, to your race, and to the Council... you would throw all of that away and incur the wrath of the elves and angels more powerful than you, and put your own neck on the line... for a demon?” he asked incredulously.
“I promised Duo that if he followed me, pledged his life to me, and never took another life, I would keep him fed and safe. Twice now, because he made that choice to follow me, his life has been put in danger,” Quatre said softly, and Duo suddenly realized that he was talking to him, not Ampe, “He gave me his word and his trust. That means more to me than my job. My inability to protect him is inexcusable.”
Duo’s heart skipped a beat. He looked up at Quatre, studying him like it was the first time he had ever seen him. He looked so strong, so convicted of every word he was saying. his heart felt so warm, hearing those words from an elf. His life meant that much to him?
“It’s your move,” Quatre told Ampe, “If you kill him, I’ll kill the both of you, you have my word.”
“So you think I’ll just let you apprehend us? I would rather go out with a bang than quietly,” the tree spirit sneered.
“You misunderstand me. I’m not trying to appeal to your fear of a painful death,” the elf said in exasperation, “I’m proposing a deal.”
Ampe was still for a moment, regarding the exorcist like he was the strangest creature that had ever walked into his forest. Duo felt the intent in him and knew that he was thinking the same thing he had when Quatre had offered his own deal. To make a contract with an elf... to go against his nature and pride of his species to make a deal with a creature that was untrustworthy...
“I’m listening,” Ampe said calmly.
“Duo says you haven’t hurt him so far,” Quatre said in that same calm tone, “so I see no reason to hurt either of you. I haven’t been assigned to exorcise or apprehend either of you, so I really don’t care about your crimes. All I want is to take my demon and continue on our way. If you let him go and don’t try to harm him on our way out of your forest, that will be the end of it.”
“And why should I believe you?” the hamadryad accused, “All elves care about is the black and white, punishing creatures like me and Roe. And I know how vengeful your kind is.”
“I am not the rest of my race,” the elf pointed out, “and I have too much to do and worry about to care about two wayward spirits in one forest.”
Ampe looked at Roe, and for the first time since Duo had met him, he looked vulnerable.
“It’s your decision, Ampe,” the deer said softly and for a moment, Duo wondered about their relationship, at the tenderness and trust there.
The hamadryad looked down at Duo and sighed.
“I was never going to kill him anyway,” Ampe muttered grudgingly under his breath, “I don’t have any quarrel with either of you.”
The tentacle around Duo’s neck loosened and vanished. Quatre relaxed his bow and put it down. The instant he did so, Roe and Ampe disappeared, but Duo could still feel their presence, watching them. Quatre put the bow and single arrow back in the satchel he had slung over one shoulder and knelt down in front of Duo.
“They really didn’t hurt you?” he asked, all the rage gone from him, and Duo thought he seemed relieved, but that could have just been his imagination.
“No,” Duo told him, “they just wanted to feed off of me. The hamadryad’s sap paralyzed me a little, that’s all,” he felt himself blushing again.
“Hold on,” the elf murmured.
Quatre placed his hand on Duo’s leg and closed his eyes. His palm started to glow a golden light and a very soft warmth spread through Duo’s body from when Quatre was touching him. By the time that warmth faded, the burning that had still been wracking his body also faded. Duo tried to sit up and found that, while his muscles were stiff, he could move easily now.
“What did you do?” he asked.
“Neutralized the toxins in your blood stream. C’mon,” the blonde urged and stoop up, “We should get out of here before another spirit decides to trifle with us.”
Duo stood up quickly, wavering on unsteady legs as Quatre walked ahead of him.
“Hold up,” he begged, and limped after him until he could walk normally again.
Quatre waited patiently for the demon to catch up to him, then resumed at a slower pace.
“Thank you,” Duo said softly.
Quatre nodded.
“The tree’s poison is out of your system, but your muscles are going to ache pretty badly for the next few hours. If it gets really bad, I know how to make a tea that will mute the effects-”
“N-no,” Duo stammered, not used to this situation and stumbling over his words, “I meant... for coming back for me. for saving me from those two.”
Quatre quirked an eyebrow at him.
“Did you think I was just going to abandon you here?” the elf asked incredulously.
“I...” Duo chewed on his lip, careful of his fangs, “...I considered the possibility that it might be better for you if you did.”
Quatre stopped walking and gave Duo a hard look.
“Duo, I promised that I would keep you safe-”
“I know,” Duo murmured, almost shyly, “but you have to understand that before I had met you, all I knew about elves was that they are much more powerful than a demon like me, and they hate my kind indiscriminately. I’ve never had anyone to rely on but myself.”
He paused for a moment, thinking very carefully about what he wanted to say.
“That hamadryad offered me the same deal that you did,” Duo confessed, “He said that, if I stayed in this forest and kept him fed, he would keep me fed and safe,” the demon hurried along as he saw Quatre’s eyes go hard, but couldn’t be sure why he was angry all of a sudden, “I told him no.”
“Why?” the high elf asked him softly.
“Because...” Duo struggled, not sure how to put his feelings to words, “Well, when that angel showed up, I wondered if you were capable of protecting me, if you even wanted to. I’m not anything really useful to you. I wondered if you might leave me behind or if you had some kind of plan. But when he offered me safety... I realized that some part of me does trust you. Or if not trust, I believe that you might want to try. I believed you would come for me here, and even if I didn’t, if you trusted me not to feed from anyone but you, I had to try to trust that you would protect me.”
Quatre was silent for a long time, looking down at the ground and lost in his head. Duo wished that could read his thoughts. Finally, his lips quirked into a small smile.
“I’m not used to having a demon trust me,” he said, as though he were thinking out loud.
“I’m not used to having an elf respect me,” Duo offered in a near whisper.
It instantly caught Quatre’s complete attention and he seemed startled by it.
“You think that I respect you?” he asked without confirming or denying it.
Duo nodded.
“At least, that’s what this contract feels like to me. You saved my life. I’m indebted to you, and you could do anything to me. You’re more powerful than I am, so I wouldn’t be able to stop you, but you’ve never hurt me or humiliated me, because of what I am. To those spirits, I was just a ’filthy demon.’ I guess I want to trust you, because I think you’ll at least try to save me. How could I run away or enter into a contract with someone else when you’ve done so much for me? It wouldn’t be the same deal, not for me. What other elf would run into an enchanted forest to save a demon?”
Quatre chuckled at that, but his eyes were warm and intense as he looked at the incubus.
“I’m the one who should be thanking you,” he said sadly, “for putting so much faith in me. I know you’re trying to make this work, to uphold your end of the bargain. I’ll have to try twice as hard to reward you for that faith, and you are not un-useful to me.”
Duo blushed darkly. It struck him then that the entire time Ampe had had that tentacle wrapped tightly around his throat, he hadn’t been scared. He had only needed to look at that fiery glow in Quatre’s aquamarine eyes, and he had trusted the elf to get him out of that dangerous situation. So why should it be difficult for him now that have that same faith that Quatre would get him out of a tight spot?
The two of them continued to walk on and Duo felt greater and greater relief the further they got away from Ampe’s tree and the closer they got to their camp. They lapsed into a silence that was both comfortable and awkward to Duo. There was something weighing on his mind and the longer Quatrewas silent, the worse that weight was. The elf was never chatty, but his silence needled at the demon.
“Are you angry at me?” Duo blurted out after some time, knowing full well how stupid that question sounded and how strange it was that he even cared since, if he was mad, the elf didn’t seem to be thinking about punishing him over it.
Quatre looked back at him, clearly startled.
“Why would I be angry at you?” he asked, perplexed.
Duo felt like his blush was now covering every inch of his pale skin.
“For having sex with the two of them,” it sounded odd to his ears, not something that would have bothered him, but Quatre was an elf, and Duo knew that they had a stricter, more moral view on polyamorous acts than even humans did.
“They didn’t exactly give you a choice, I imagine,” the high elf snorted.
“No,” Duo admitted, “but I didn’t fight them very hard. Even when I did try to, I was pretty useless. But after awhile, I just... surrendered to it.”
His sea green-eyed master studied him for a moment, amused by how honest Duo was being about his remorse.
“Frankly, I’m amazed that you tried to fight them. It’s not really in an incubus’ nature to turn down sex when it is being freely offered like that. I’m sure you did it because of me, so I’m flattered, even if it’s misplaced,” the elf said.
“But I promised you-” Duo started to protest.
“That isn’t what our deal is,” Quatre said in exasperation, stopping his trek again to look at Duo with some fierce emotion.
The exorcist sighed heavily.
“Duo, what was your side of this deal?” he asked.
“To follow you. To be your partner,” Duo answered guiltily, “and to never feed from anyone else.”
“No,” Quatre said forcibly, “You promised me that you would never feed from any humans, no creatures that would die from such an act.”
“Oh,” Lilu blinked, “but I’m-”
“An incubus,” the elf interrupted, “someone who is biologically built to thrive on sex. It would be incredibly foolish of me to demand that you never have sex with anyone but me for the rest of our lives together. The amount of self-control that would fierce on you would be cruel, even most human males don’t have that ability. As long as you stick to beings with strong life forces, and only take what you need, I will never judge you or try to control your sexual habits. You are my pet, my partner, not my slave. Having complete, dominating control of that sort over your life doesn’t appeal to me. I’m not very good at monogamy, either. I expect you to take on other sexual partners, and you should expect me to have other lovers as well.”
Quatre cupped Duo’s cheek affectionately, his look intense. His hand was soft and warm, both strong and gentle. It felt so different from how the hamadryad’s hand had felt. That hand slid from his cheek and looped one finger in the metal buckle of his collar, bringing Duo’s face close to his.
“But there is something you need to understand about this partnership. You can have sex with anyone that you want, but you are to never take on another master. You’re my pet and I won’t share you that way. But I will also never have anyone else that has the same role to me as you do. I won’t make you compete with anyone. What I offered you, I have never, and will never offer to anyone else. I don’t need anyone else. Is that understood?” he asked.
“Yes, Master.”
Quatre kissed Duo’s lips lightly, then let go of his collar.
“As for being unable to defend yourself, you have to know your limits,” the elf scolded and continued to walk, “Against a dragon or a ghoul, you would be a much greater asset than me. But against spirits, you don’t have the kind of magic that would allow you to fight back against them.”
“I know that,” Duo murmured, walking side by side with him, “I know that I’m still too young to use any serious magic, or dream walk, or even control how much energy I take when I feed, but I want to be able to help you. I feel like I’m the only one who gained something in our contract. You’re keeping me safe, fed, and you spared my life, for sex and companionship you could get from anyone else. Now my life is on the line and you’re doing all the work.”
“That isn’t true,” Quatre said, sounding frustrated, “Duo, if I’m angry at anyone, it’s myself. I promised you that if you came with me to this world, you would be safe, but I’ve been unable to keep you safe, twice now. I didn’t propose that deal out of the goodness of my heart. Yes, I can get sex and companionship from anyone, but I wanted that with you. You have all the qualities I want in a long-time companion. That’s not exactly something easy to find, let alone to get that person to agree to my terms willingly without force or blackmail. As for this upcoming trial, it’s your job to convince and prove to the Council that you aren’t a threat to them, that they have no right to execute you. No amount of magic is going to do that.”
Duo swallowed roughly. How could he convince a group of powerful elves that the life of a demon was worth saving?
“I have faith in you,” Quatre said, smiling softly at the incubus.
End side story
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