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Reo had been wandering around for hours.
He'd stumbled through the city streets somewhat aimlessly, half-delirious with hunger and frustration, his steps weaving along the edges of Hakuho’s campus and down narrow backstreets. Every now and then, he’d drift past a group of Hakuho students, sometimes even a cluster of complete strangers, and let their scents brush against his senses- but each one made his stomach twist with disappointment.
Ugh, how nauseating. Not one was worth pursuing after.
Most of their energy reeked of stale frustration- drunk, angry, bitter- the kind of low-grade scraps he wouldn’t touch even while starving. After all, Reo had standards- he was born to have standards- he couldn't throw them all away out of desperation.
And besides, finding a proper meal was never hard- Reo knew plenty about humankind. Living among the humans for so long had taught him everything he needed to know- from their strange cravings to their deepest, filthiest desires. He knew exactly what they wanted… and exactly what they could offer him in return. In a way, it was transactional- but perfectly logical.
His feeding strategy was simple, but effortless. And it had never failed him before.
During the week, he’d play his part as the adored prince of Hakuho University- gliding through his classes with a perfect smile and with an entire flock of admirers trailing after him- each one desperate for even a sliver of his attention. Captivating humans was simple- he learned that quickly- and the offers to see him always came easily, whether it was a drink after class or an invite to a club or a party.
And then, when the weekend arrived, he’d sustain himself properly.
Usually, late at night, he’d find at least one human who smelled halfway decent- someone with just enough sweetness and heat to keep him sated for a few days. On a good night, he’d have a whole catalogue of people to choose from, each one begging to be devoured- and that was that.
Reo would let them take him out, give them a hell of a night, and wipe their memory. His formula was perfectly foolproof, as it always was.
... But tonight, he hadn’t even found one who came close to satisfying him.
Fuck, was nobody horny or something?! Did the entire city decide to take a vow of celibacy and forget to tell him?
Why did it have to be now, of all times?
Hells, Reo's annoyed. Beyond frustrated. He's not used to actively looking and pursuing his meals, and definitely not like some... newly-turned, desperate demon. Reo didn't have to try- not when prey usually came to him, but...
Seriously, what does he do now? What if he didn't find anyone?
Would he just starve?
Reo lets out a long sigh that curls into the night air, his shoulders drooping forward as he drags a hand through his hair.
Fuck… fuck, fuck. Maybe he should just stop now- before he did something reckless, or worse, before he humiliated himself. The last thing he needed was another demon- or gods forbid, a fellow classmate- seeing him like this.
He should just turn back while he still has the chance. Deep down, he knows he should.
...But Mikage Reo never gave up. He wouldn't.
Not even now.
By the time Reo’s legs finally give out, he’s beyond worn out. Completely drained.
It had gotten to the point where his human form has all but given up on him- and for the first time in his life, Mikage Reo finds himself at an utter, humiliating loss.
Ah… maybe he’ll just end up starving to death after all.
He can barely keep his head up, the world tilting around him with every sluggish breath, the creeping ache of hunger gnawing away at him bit by bit. There's even a dull, relentless throb that blooms behind his eyes- weighing down heavier with each passing second, leaving him fatigued and dizzy.
Fucking hell, Reo's never been so hungry in his entire life. He's seriously messed up now.
With a low, frustrated groan, Reo slumps back against the rough brick wall of an empty alley, the distant hum of car engines and the low city buzz echoing dully in his ears. Even the flickering neon lights overhead make his skin look ghostly and washed-out, almost sickly pale.
How depressing. To think, Mikage Reo- being reduced to this? What a joke.
At this rate, he wouldn’t be surprised if another demon took pity on him- no matter how humiliating that would be. A proud, high-born succubus reduced to begging scraps from his own kind- fuck, maybe that really was his only option now. The thought of surviving on pity meals alone makes his stomach twist, but...
What else could he do? What else was there to do?
Settling for unsatisfying meals- cheap, fleeting human cravings- was unthinkable for someone like him. Everything from desperate quickies in filthy nightclub bathrooms to a careless fuck in the back of some stranger’s car… Reo would rather starve than drag himself that low. He’d never had to settle for such unbecoming scraps before- no matter how easy it would be.
After all, Reo’s tastes were too refined, and way too... 'picky', as Chigiri once put it- but what was wrong with that? Maybe he was picky- so picky that it had left him here- starving and weak in the middle of some dark, depressing alleyway, and...
Ugh. He really needs to get himself together.
He lets out a sharp exhale, forcing himself to stand. Maybe just one more night- just this once- he’d settle for less. Any scrap would do, right? Even if it tasted terribly subpar and bland, at least it’d keep him alive—
Then, all at once, something hits him.
Reo freezes. His eyes go wide as a sudden, mouthwatering scent drifts through the stale air around him- this particular scent so warm and deliciously sweet it makes his head spin. It’s so strong that he has to gulp another desperate breath just to convince himself he’s not hallucinating.
Where was it coming from...?
From who...?
Somewhat frantically, Reo scans the alleyway once… twice… but there’s no one there.
Weird. From what he can tell, there isn’t a single human in sight. He can’t even sense anyone nearby- and yet, the scent was clearly there. Tempting him.
Whoever this human was, maybe they were nearby? That had to be it- fuck, it's the only chance he has left.
He couldn't lose them. He wouldn't.
With grit teeth, Reo forces himself to stand, heeled shoes scraping the pavement as he stumbles forward, drawn in a particular direction. He can't stop now.
Thankfully, the scent was still lingering, which meant it was definitely in this area. There was still a chance. There was still hope.
Reo scans a few stores before moving towards them- dragging himself past a bustling arcade. He even notices a few people inside, the scent getting stronger and stronger, permeating thick in the night air around him.
Until it makes him weak.
His head spins with every step as he staggers forward, his eyes widening as his legs finally give out, leaving him slumped outside its entrance.
Ah. He'd really messed up now. What does he do now?
Reo sighs deeply, holding his head down between his legs. He'd already pushed himself well past his limit- his chest heaving as the taste of that sweetness returns- still clinging to the air. Even now, he feels it getting stronger and stronger- making him dizzier.
This was it. It wouldn't be long before someone saw him now, and...
He feels the faint shift of air seconds before he hears the soft scrape of sneakers on concrete. A few seconds pass before someone crouches in front of him, close enough that he can feel the heat radiating off their skin.
"...Excuse me?" A soft voice cuts through the ache and incessant pounding in his head. He doesn't have enough strength to raise his head up or even muster up a conversation.
A few seconds pass before the same person reaches out again, lightly shaking him. His touch sends a pulse of heat through Reo's body, a shaky gasp leaving him.
“Um… are you alright?” The stranger talks to him gently. “Did you have too much to drink…?”
Huh? Does this human think he's some sloppy drunk or something? Irritably, Reo’s lashes lift, heavy and slow, before realization dawns upon him.
Hells, it must be his lucky night after all.
In an instant, bright purple meets deep gray eyes, his own lips parting as he stares up at the Nagi Seishiro. Reo knew all about him: Hakuho University’s newest prodigy, the undeclared major on a full, exclusive scholarship. Reo's seen him around, they’ve even had a few classes where he'd caught Nagi sending fleeting glimpses at him, sometimes even around Hakuho’s campus- before scurrying off in the opposite direction.
Everything about Nagi was pure. Precious- a treasure. Exactly his type.
Fuck, especially now, Reo can practically smell his virginity.
Reo stares up at him again, eyes half-lidded, forcing them to focus. Up close, he can already see the soft pink flush creeping up his pale skin, like he’s embarrassed to hold Reo's gaze for too long.
How... oddly adorable. Reo can't help but find him cute. So painfully cute- and with a sort of pure, easy handsomeness that makes Reo’s starving chest ache with want. Desire. Slowly, he looks over his broad, enormous frame, the shaggy white hair falling into big, deep eyes that practically radiate innocence.
Especially now, he looks effortless. Untouched.
A perfect meal.
There’s nothing more than Reo wants to take him back, hells, he needs him so badly.
If only he could gather just enough energy to shift, to transform into Nagi’s ideal person and sink into his sweetest fantasy, taking just enough until he finally got what he needed, and…
“Ah. Wait a sec.” Nagi’s voice cuts through the haze, soft but clear. His eyes widen just a little, recognition dawning in his concerned gaze. “...Reo? What are you doing here?”
So he did know who he was. Reo’s lips curl into a small, sly smile as he licks his lips, mind foggy with half-formed thoughts.
“Aha. That's me,” Reo breathes out a soft laugh. “What an honor to be recognized by the great Nagi Seishiro. Hakuho’s genius.”
Nagi’s eyes widen again, surprised to be recognized himself.
“Uh...” His voice dips quieter, almost shy. “I wouldn’t say I’m much of a genius, honestly…”
Reo catches a glimpse of Nagi’s long, perfect fingers as he shyly rubs at his nape. Reo can hear the sweet, steady pounding of his heart picking up quicker, quicker, quicker.
So cute. Reo’s ecstatic. ♪
“Ha, what are you talking about? Of course, you are. I’ve heard all about you,” Reo laughs, voice warm but edged with something sly. “What are you doing out so late, hm? Were you having some fun?”
Nagi shrugs loosely, letting out a quiet sigh.
“I guess?” he murmurs, tipping his head toward the neon-lit arcade nearby. “I was just leaving the arcade when I saw you fall. I wanted to see if you were okay, so…”
Reo’s eyes flick up just in time to catch the nervous way Nagi fidgets, shifting his weight before holding out a hand to help him up.
Ah. How... sweet.
“Thank you, Nagi.” Reo smiles, before carefully leaning forward.
He takes Nagi’s hand firmly, letting the human effortlessly pull him back to his feet- but he doesn’t let go right away. Instead, Reo keeps their fingers intertwined together, watching as Nagi’s eyes flick down at the contact, then up again, cheeks faintly pink.
"Reo, uh..." Nagi looks down at their joined hands- then back up again. He doesn't have to say anything else- Reo can practically read his nervous thoughts from a mile away.
He's too cute. Reo wants him all for himself.
“Ah, sorry, I got ahead of myself…” Reo laughs before drawing his hand back, delicate and slow. He watches with lowered eyes as Nagi shifts awkwardly, broad shoulders bunching slightly.
“It’s alright. I don't mind.” he clears his throat, nervously glancing off to the side. "Um. Did you hurt yourself earlier? Do you need a doctor?"
Reo quickly shakes his head.
"No, no. I'm fine," Reo waves him off weakly. "I'm just not feeling well."
Nagi's eyes widen in genuine concern.
"Is Reo sick or something?"
More like fucking starving. Reo exhales.
"No, no. Nothing like that." He sways a little. "I'm uh... drained. Yeah. Drained."
Even now, Nagi doesn’t look away. He simply stands there, big hands fidgeting uselessly at his sides- broad shoulders shifting like he wants to reach out but doesn’t know how. His eyes stay fixed on Reo’s face, wide with concern, brows pinched together in quiet worry.
He really did look cute like this, didn't he? Hell, Reo can't help but feel a little guilty for worrying him so much, but-
“...Are you sure?” Nagi asks, his voice softer as he looks him over again, eyes searching Reo’s face intently. “I’ve never seen Reo like this, so…”
Well, what the fuck. That just confirmed it. He must look like a fucking mess- maybe even worse than he originally thought. Great.
“Ah, uh... yeah. I’m not usually this much of a wreck.” Reo gestures vaguely to his disheveled form before tucking a layered lock of purple hair behind his ear. "Don't get me wrong, I’m glad it was you who found me, b-but..."
And now, it was time to play into his perfect act- the secretly disheveled prince of their school, vulnerable and completely undone. And sure- part of his act had some truth to it, but surely he can play it up just a little more. Just enough to tempt Nagi.
Humans liked that, right? Knowing they were wanted, needed, and desired.
Reo lets out a long, shaky breath, shoulders slumping ever so slightly for effect.
“Hah... fuck. I’m seriously such a mess. How embarrassing..." he mutters under his breath, a soft, self-conscious laugh slipping out. “I'm sorry you had to see me like this, Nagi.”
And again, when he glances up, he catches it- a faint flicker of protectiveness in Nagi’s eyes. So earnest, so pure.
“…It’s fine, Reo.” Nagi murmurs, voice warm and quiet. He looks around them once, before meeting Reo's gaze once more. “Do you want me to take you back to your home? It’s dangerous to be out here alone, so I don’t mind walking you back.”
Of course, Nagi just had to be a perfect gentleman, too. Reo should’ve known Nagi would offer to take him somewhere safe instead of pinning him up against the wall like he actually wanted.
Reo lifts his head weakly, long lashes fluttering as he drinks him in- the faint pink dusting the tips of Nagi’s ears, the sweet, pure scent that makes his mouth water.
Fuck, damn it all, now he needed a new strategy. Something better, something believable-
“I… I can’t.” Reo suddenly blurts out. Partially desperate and honest, at this point. "I can't go home, Nagi."
"Eh?" Nagi’s brows furrow, confusion soft in his wide eyes. “Why not?”
“Well... I'm not really allowed back right now. It's complicated,” Reo blurts, snapping his gaze up to meet his. “I have some family problems, and it’s… um, pretty bad.” He lets out an awkward, breathy laugh when Nagi’s eyes widen in surprise and concern.
“Oh. I see.” Nagi blinks, clearly trying to figure out what to say. “Uh… well, does Reo have somewhere to stay in the meantime?”
Instead of answering, Reo leans a little forward, the weight of his body pressing weakly into Nagi’s chest. He feels the way Nagi instinctively reaches out to steady him, muscular arms wrapping around him before he even thinks.
Does he work out? Reo's pleasantly surprised. Under all that baggy clothing, Nagi's body was fucking nice. He can only imagine what his lower half was like, how big he was, and...
"Um, Reo...?"
At this point, Reo can hear it- his heart beating faster and faster. He’s nervous.
"Hm?" Reo nuzzles a little closer, noticing the tiniest stutter in Nagi's breath. How adorable.
Hook, line, and sinker. Reo’s got him right where he wants him. It wouldn't be long before this human was all over him, pressing him down, and-
"Does Reo have somewhere to stay?" Nagi repeats himself calmly, despite the frantic racing in his chest.
...Oh, right. They were still on this.
Reo pulls back, just enough to meet his concerned gaze.
“…No. I don’t,” Reo sighs, letting his voice drop to something small and pitiful as he dips his head. A few strands of hair fall into his lashes, softening his sharp eyes. “My phone ended up dying too, so I haven't been able to reach out to anyone for help.”
“Ah.” Nagi looks around them. “Well, I’m sure there are a few nearby hotels, or-”
For fuck’s sake. He really did have to do everything himself, huh?
"Oh!" Reo suddenly cuts him off, leaning in just a fraction closer. "Wait, I just had an idea- can't I just stay with you, Nagi?" He holds his gaze, lashes dipping low. "Of course, if your girlfriend or your parents would mind, then—”
Nagi’s head snaps back to him, eyes wide. He shakes his head so quickly it’s almost cute.
“I live alone,” he blurts out, the words stumbling out before he can catch them. His gaze drops back down, settling on Reo’s parted lips, then flicking away just as fast. "Um, so it's fine. I guess."
At that, the corners of Reo’s lips quirk up with satisfaction. He leans forward again, shifting just enough to brush his arm against Nagi’s, the subtle touch warm and intimate.
“Oh? Are you sure?” he lets his voice soften breathlessly, before tilting his gaze back up. “If it's too much trouble, I could always just stay at a hotel… but honestly, I’d feel so much safer staying with you, Nagi.”
And this time, Reo sees it immediately- the way Nagi’s throat bobs around a tight swallow, the faint pink creeping up his neck and dusting his ears. Delicious.
“Yeah, it's fine. Reo can stay with me.” His voice wavers just barely, his eyes darting anywhere but at Reo directly. “I don’t live too far from here."
Reo’s grin widens.
"Perfect."
By the time they arrive at Nagi’s apartment complex, Reo’s mind hums with quiet curiosity just looking around the general area.
A human’s never taken him to their home before- not like this, anyhow. Reo's never seen much of this private side of human living before, but admittedly, there was something fascinating about it.
He looks around again as they walk side by side- glancing over at the narrow balconies, the faint chatter through thin walls, the smell of someone’s dinner wafting out of a nearby unit.
Huh.
So this is where Nagi lives.
Reo casts a quick look in Nagi's direction, letting himself lean in closer when they reach the steps, pretending to stumble just enough that Nagi instantly reaches out- his arm curling around his waist. Reo trails behind him up the narrow stairwell, his eyes fixed on the slope of Nagi’s broad shoulders, the faint flush at the tips of his ears as he fumbles with the lock.
It’s not long before Nagi manages to get the door open. He slips inside with a soft exhale and leaves it ajar as Reo steps in after him, silent. His eyes adjust instantly, pupils sharpening in the dark as he blinks slowly, gaze drifting over the dark room before catching the soft rise and fall of Nagi’s shoulders as he exhales.
A tiny click echoes behind them as Reo lifts one hand and quietly shuts the door. He notices the way Nagi jolts a little at the sound, shoulders tensing as his fingertips brush tentatively along the wall, searching for the light switch.
With a little smirk, Reo steps forward until he’s right behind him, so close that his chest brushes Nagi’s back. He lets the heat of his body melt into him, lets his arms snake around his waist, pulling him in gently but firmly.
Now, they were finally alone.
Nagi stiffens in surprise, a sharp breath catching in his throat as Reo nuzzles close, pressing his face against his neck.
“Reo?” he breathes out, his voice small in the dark. “W-what are you…?”
Reo hums low, his lips brushing the shell of Nagi’s ear, his voice like velvet.
“Shh… it’s alright. I've got you,” he whispers. He can feel all of him- the sweet stutter of Nagi’s heartbeat, the warmth and fluster radiating from his skin. It makes Reo’s gut coil with something hungry and dangerous.
Nagi shifts a little, like he’s going to reach for the switch again, but Reo’s hands tighten, one sliding up to catch his wrist mid-motion.
“Ah, ah, ah. We don’t need the lights yet,” Reo murmurs, his breath a warm ghost across the nape of Nagi’s neck. He noses at the soft hair there, his eyes glowing faintly in the dark.
His nose brushes against the soft strands of Nagi’s hair, breathing him in.
“Come here,” he purrs, lips brushing just beneath Nagi’s ear. “Let’s have some fun together, Nagi.”
And in an instant, Nagi goes quiet- his racing pulse thundering beneath Reo’s lips where he presses a soft, fleeting kiss to the side of his throat. The taste of him, his scent, it’s all so intoxicating- so good.
With a soft, airy laugh, Reo leans forward and presses the gentlest kiss to the side of Nagi’s neck. He feels another delicious run through his veins, arousal and nerves intertwined. He can hear the quiet sound of his pulse hammering in Reo’s ears, deliciously nervous. How sweet.
Carefully, Reo’s other hand drifts up Nagi’s side, teasing the hem of his hoodie, fingertips brushing bare skin just enough to earn the faintest shiver.
He lets his lips linger there, a teasing drag of his mouth up toward the soft shell of his ear. “You’re trembling, Na~gi,” he murmurs, voice low. “Do you like this? Being touched right here?”
Nagi’s hands twitch at his sides, unsure, but his head tilts just a fraction more toward Reo’s mouth. Reo grins and leans in, closer... closer...
"...Wait." Nagi swallows. "Reo, let me see you. Please."
So he was a visual kind of lover. Interesting. Noted.
Reo lifts his head, pulling back just enough to see Nagi’s wide eyes searching for him in the darkness. With a little sigh, he takes a little step back.
"But of course, Nagi-kun." Reo purrs, just as his fingers brush the wall and flip the switch himself- flooding the entryway with bright white light and finally exposing Nagi’s wide-eyed, flushed face.
Reo holds his gaze for a few seconds, savoring the sight. Just looking at him is more than enough, he can hear Nagi's heartbeat picking up, faster and faster, sweet and helpless. Hells, he wants him so badly.
Virgins were truly a succubi’s delicacy. So warm, sensitive, and so easy to rile up. Reo holds his gaze and takes another small step forward. Another and another, until...
To his surprise, Nagi’s hands come up to rest on his shoulders, steady but careful as he gently pulls him back, steering him away.
...What. Reo's brow furrows in confusion. This human wanted him, there was no doubt about it. Reo could smell his desire, his arousal, it was obvious, but—
"What are you doing?" Reo splutters. "Hey, Nagi-?!"
“Reo's too drunk. You need to be careful," Nagi murmurs, holding his gaze concernedly. “Someone could take advantage of you if you’re like this.”
Huh. Reo blinks, his eyes widening as he's stunned into silence for a full second.
Wait- what?!
He needs to be careful…? How hilarious. A human could never even dare to take advantage of him, but... fucking hell, was that seriously his takeaway from all of this?!
Reo can't help but laugh, a soft, breathless sound slipping past his lips, amusement dancing in his eyes.
"Aha! What are you talking about?” he tilts his head, sticking his tongue out. “I’m not even drunk, Nagi. I know exactly what I'm doing.”
To his surprise, Nagi doesn’t argue- but he doesn’t look convinced, either. He clearly doesn’t believe him- but fuck it, Reo doesn’t care.
He’s made it this far, and now he's finally got what he’s been wanting right in front of him.
He's not going to mess this up.
“Come now. What’s with that look?” Reo lets out a soft laugh as he steps closer. To his delight, Nagi doesn’t even move back- he stays perfectly still as Reo closes the little distance between them. "Do you not believe me?"
Nagi stays quiet, but Reo easily catches the way his heartbeat jumps- the way the tips of his ears flush a deep, helpless red. Reo lets out a little hum of amusement, leaning in just enough for his breath to ghost over Nagi’s skin.
“I’ve had my eye on you, Nagi.” Reo’s voice softens as his fingers lift to cradle his jaw, thumb brushing warm against his cheek. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this. I've spent so long wondering who you’d want… what you’d need…”
And this time, his tone dips, each word laced with hypnosis as something begins to stir- an invisible spell curling around the edges of his voice. Reo sees the moment something wavers in Nagi's gaze, the split second something changes- a soft wavering in his pupils, the subtle shift of his breath.
“So go on,” Reo whispers, leaning in close enough that their noses almost brush. “Show me, Nagi. Show me what you really want.”
Reo watches the moment his magic hits- the soft, glassy wavering in Nagi’s pupils as his breath helplessly hitches.
And then, total submission.
Reo’s lips curl into a grin, slow and sharp at the edges. He tilts his head slightly, violet eyes glowing bright as he drags lazy circles over the heat of Nagi’s flushed skin. He can see the moment Nagi obeys.
“That’s it,” he purrs, his hands stroking over Nagi’s flushed skin. “Good boy. Show me everything.”
Before Nagi can even move, Reo presses closer- his body warm and heavy as he backs him up, step by step, until the back of Nagi’s legs hit the edge of the bed. One last push and Nagi stumbles back with a soft gasp as Reo follows, straddling him smoothly in one fluid motion.
“Reo,” Nagi’s eyes go wide, his hands instinctively grabbing at Reo’s waist, “W-what are you—”
Even now, this human was still calling for him. How cute.
“Shh.” Reo’s fingers press over his lips, gentle but firm. “It's okay. Let me take over.”
Nagi’s breath stutters before his lips purse together, eyes flickering half-closed as he lets Reo settle over him completely. Reo watches the last hint of resistance fade in his eyes before leaning down, mouth brushing warm against his.
By now, the spell should be in full effect. The illusion should already be blooming behind Nagi’s eyes- shaping itself into whoever he wants most, giving Reo just enough time to finally feed.
Hells, he's waited so long for this. Too long.
A soft sigh slips past Reo’s lips as he feels his body begin to shift, slowly unfurling into his true form- pointed horns curling upward, wings flexing at his shoulders, his heart-shaped tail flicking lazily behind him. He rolls his shoulders once, twice, savoring the faint tingle of new energy stirring under his skin.
He can already taste it- that sweet, delicate ache he’ll draw out of Nagi. All he needed was a taste of him to gather a little more strength, just enough to finally mold into Nagi’s perfect fantasy and see who he really longed for. It was seamless. Predictable. Just like always...
But when he glances back down, the sight nearly makes his heart stop.
Instead of the dazed, half-lost look he expects, he’s startled to find Nagi staring up at him- his eyes startlingly clear. His lips parted in awe as his hands lift, hesitating in the air before reluctantly brushing against Reo’s backside.
“Woah.” Nagi breathes, his eyes widening. “How did you do that?”
Reo freezes. Huh?
It couldn’t be.
This human… he was… still aware of his surroundings? That couldn't be. He couldn't be fucking serious, that was impossible-
And before Reo can react, Nagi’s hand slowly lifts and gently wraps around the base of his tail. A full-body shiver rockets up Reo’s spine, his eyes going wide at the sensation as Nagi pulls- just a little.
“Ne, Reo?” Nagi calls for him, his tone soft but puzzled. “Is this some kind of advanced cosplay or something?”
“W-what?!” Reo yelps, burning heat rushing to his face, “Ow! Let go of my tail!”
Nagi blinks, startled, and immediately lets go. Reo’s cheeks flush hot as he quickly scrambles off of Nagi's lap, landing beside him in a flustered heap.
Fuck, what was happening? Even if his spell hadn’t worked- maybe the illusion hadn't taken over him fully? Maybe it was delayed? That had to be it, it was the only thing that made sense, but...
For a few seconds, Reo simply stares at Nagi, watching him sit up and brush himself off- like nothing had happened. Reo can't believe a thing he's seeing.
Had the spell even worked? What the fuck? Was Nagi immune to it?
That couldn't be right- that was impossible. No human could ever withstand him- that’s how it was supposed to be. That’s how it always worked. But…
Fuck it. He has to be sure. He has to know.
The moment their eyes meet again, Reo surges forward, grabbing Nagi’s face in both hands, his claws lightly grazing his soft cheeks.
“Who am I?” Reo demands, his black wings twitching behind him. “Tell me right now. Who do you see?!”
Nagi blinks at him, wide-eyed, cheeks squished together. He looks genuinely lost, blinking slowly like he’s trying to catch up.
“Um… Mikage Reo?” he says slowly, like it’s obvious. “Is this a trick question?”
Oh hells. He was done for.
Reo’s mind races, a million scenarios tangling in his head- hell, he's fucked up now. Did he mess up the spell? Had he really gotten that weak? What in the world happened-
“Reo, what are you…” Nagi winces when Reo squeezes his cheeks tighter. “Ow- owwie, not so hard…”
“Are you messing with me?!” Reo hisses, leaning in until their foreheads almost touch. “Huh? Do you think seeing me suffer like this is funny or something?”
Nagi tries to shake his head, his lips pushed together by Reo’s hold. “No, shir—”
He muffles a tiny sound when Reo’s fingers squish him even harder.
“I’ve had enough. Enough, do you hear me?!” Reo snaps, his voice cracking into a frustrated hiss. “I’m starving, Nagi- fuck, I’m starving and—”
His pout deepens, lips trembling as he glares down at Nagi, tail flicking wildly behind him in mild annoyance.
But even now, Nagi’s eyes don’t leave his face, not even for a second. He looks so lost, genuinely concerned.
“Um… shorry…?”
Reo huffs, exasperated, and releases him. Nagi immediately lifts both hands, rubbing at his face.
“I’m sorry,” Nagi tries again, voice a little muffled. “I should have bought Reo some food before getting here..." He clears his throat awkwardly, eyes flicking up at him from under his lashes. “I, uh... don’t have much to eat, but I can give Reo some jelly if he’s hungry. I have some in my fridge.”
Reo simply stares at him, incredulous. His tail flicks behind him irritably as his hunger coils tighter in his gut, gnawing away at him from the inside out.
Jelly? He could practically suck this human dry and he's offering him fucking jelly?
Reo's long lashes lower as he side-eyes him, seconds before he lets a long, exasperated sigh.
“It won't help. I'm obviously not hungry for that, Nagi." Reo says flatly, his arms crossing over his chest.
Nagi goes quiet, blinking a few times, his lips parting as if to say something before closing again.
“Oh. Alright.” He shifts on the edge of the bed, his head tilting to the side. “So, um… does Reo want something else? I can go down to the convenience store and get whatever—”
Reo’s patience finally snaps.
His eyes flick up sharply, pupils blown wide as he quickly pushes Nagi back down to his bed, pinning him there. It creaks slightly under his weight, his eyes widening as Reo hovers above him.
“Fuck. You really don’t get it, do you?” Reo hisses, leaning in close. “Just look at me- do I need to spell it out for you? I’m clearly not human, Nagi.”
Nagi’s lashes flutter as he stares back at him, mouth parting like he might ask something else- but before he can, Reo presses forward.
“I’m a demon,” Reo murmurs, voice curling low and hot around the truth. "A succubus."
Nagi’s eyes go wide, his lips parting just a little. He watches Nagi’s expression shift- not to fear, but rather... awe?
Huh. He still wasn't afraid?
Reo blinks, caught off guard when Nagi calmly tips his head back against the pillow, expression unreadable. After a beat, he lifts his gaze again, meeting Reo’s eyes once more.
"If that's true, then does that mean I'm dreaming, Reo?" Nagi asks, his voice soft. "Will I remember this even happened?"
Reo gives him a weird look.
“I don’t see why you’d be dreaming,” Reo says, arching a small brow. “Or why you’d forget anything. My magic clearly isn’t working on you.”
Nagi lets out a little sigh.
“Oh. That’s… a relief, I guess.” Nagi murmurs, completely sincere.
A relief? What did that mean? Reo's eyes sharpen as he watches him.
"What, would you rather be sleeping or something?" He guesses, both eyebrows flying up when Nagi shakes his head, tousled white hair brushing his flattened pillow.
“Not really. I just thought that succubi were supposed to come when you’re asleep. In like, dreams and stuff.” He blinks up at Reo slowly, eyes wide and unbothered. “Unless that’s a myth, but…”
Reo’s tail flicks against Nagi's thigh with an annoyed little snap, shutting him up instantly.
“Firstly, not all of us come during dreams,” Reo starts, holding his head up. “Maybe that’s true for lesser demons, but if you’re a high-rank, elite succubus like me, you don’t need to do any of that. At my full strength, I have more than enough magic to sustain myself, but like this..."
Like this, he was useless. Completely useless.
For a few seconds, Nagi quietly stares up at him, shifting slightly under Reo’s touch. Reo notices his gaze flicker down to where Reo’s tail swishes near his thigh- the pointed heart brushing against his skin before curling behind him again.
“…Oh. Got it,” Nagi clears his throat. “So, um… because Reo’s hungry… his magic isn't working like it should be?”
"Yeah. It would appear so." Reo lets out a quiet, frustrated breath as he shifts closer, pressing a bit more of his weight against Nagi’s lap. He lowers his gaze before slowly reaching down, fingers hooking into the waistband of his pants and pulling the fabric down just enough to show the mark on his lower stomach.
Nagi’s eyes flick down- then dart away almost immediately, the tips of his ears going pink. “Ah...” He clears his throat, but can’t help but peek again, curious despite himself.
“It must be worse than I thought,” Reo murmurs, his tone edged with something almost petulant. He taps his fingertips lightly over the mark, his long claws grazing the skin. “See that? My mark isn't even glowing anymore.”
Nagi looks back down, staring at the mark- now dull and dark; barely a faint trace of its usual soft purple glow.
"Huh." Nagi’s eyes widen a little more, lashes fluttering as he looks up at Reo’s face instead, clearly shy to stare too long. “It usually does?”
“Mm. Especially when I’m fed,” Reo says, his lashes lowering. “I guess that’s why my illusions and shapeshifting didn’t work on you. How annoying.”
Nagi's head snaps back up in an instant.
“Eh? Shapeshifting?” Nagi blinks up at him, wide-eyed. “Reo can turn into other people?”
Reo nods. When Nagi's mouth opens in awe, Reo holds his head up, puffing his chest out with pride.
“Naturally. Don't you know? A succubus needs to turn into a human’s innermost desire- the person they want the most in this world.” Reo smirks. “And with enough energy, I can turn into anyone. I can give you any person you ask for, but…”
Reo hangs his head down defeated.
“Right now, I’m useless. So pathetic.” Reo sighs softly. “I don't know how I'm going to find someone to feed on, especially when I'm like this. It's going to be practically impossible."
Nagi tilts his head to the side. For some reason, he still looks confused.
"Why would it be impossible, Reo?"
Reo sighs, his tail drooping behind him dejectedly.
"What do you mean? You said it yourself- I look like some cosplayer or something- there's no way I can go back outside looking like this! What if someone from school recognizes me?" He gestures to himself wildly. "I look terrifying!"
Nagi looks him over again.
"...I think you look really pretty, Reo."
Ha. That was rich, coming from him.
Reo sighs, rolling his eyes, though the corner of his mouth twitches up.
"Oh please. You don't need to flatter me, Nagi- I already know." Reo huffs, flicking his hand dismissively. "But in the end, how I look doesn't even matter. Most humans don't want to see me- they just want what I can offer them."
Nagi makes a little sound under his breath, tilting his head slightly. “…That sounds like a pain. Like a lot of work just to uh, eat...”
"Yeah, it is." Reo glances down at his gloved claws. "And at this point, it's pointless to even try- so I guess I'll just starve."
And with that, Nagi stays perfectly quiet, his gaze unreadable. For a moment, he takes a breath like he’s going to say something else and just lets it out, soft and steady.
“…I, uh..." Nagi pauses, reaching up to rub at his nape. "I wouldn't mind feeding you, Reo.”
Reo’s head snaps up, his eyes going wide. Had he heard correctly, or...?!
“Huh?”
Nagi’s gaze doesn’t waver. He manages a little nod, before looking off to the side once more.
“Yeah. If Reo’s hungry, then he can use me if he wants,” Nagi murmurs, so quietly it almost disappears in the silence between them. Reo can feel the warmth of his breath on his collarbone, the sweet rush of his pulse quickening again. “I don’t want Reo to starve or hurt himself.”
Reo’s eyes widen- and for a moment, he’s at a genuine loss for words.
No human had ever offered themselves up like this- and definitely not without an illusion, not without him taking on the perfect face and body they longed for. This- everything about this- went against everything burned into him since the sinful night he’d come into existence.
It just didn't make sense. None of this made any fucking sense!
“What? Are you serious?” Reo blinks when Nagi shyly nods. “You'd let me?! Really?!"
"Um, yeah? If Reo wants to feed off me, then I'm okay with it." Nagi glances up at him. "I don't mind. I can do whatever Reo wants, and-"
Before he can manage to finish his thought, Reo's arms quickly envelop him, the heat of his chest pressing flush to Nagi’s. He holds him tightly, squeezing his arms around him.
And again, he can hear Nagi's heart beat faster. Quicker. If Reo didn't know better, he'd think it was love.
What a hilarious notion. A human couldn't fall in love with him. That wasn't possible, it shouldn't be possible, but—
"You're seriously the best, Nagi!" Reo holds him tighter. "You really are the sweetest human I've ever met! My treasure! How have I just found you?!"
"Ah..." Nagi's cheeks burn bright as Reo affectionately nuzzles against him, his fingers curling into the front of Nagi's hoodie.
"I promise, I'll just take a little. I won't go overboard or anything," Reo rambles, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Just enough to keep me going, and then I'll stop!"
At that, Nagi shifts a little.
"Eh? But Reo doesn't have to stop..." Nagi murmurs, his voice muffled. "I want Reo to take as much as he wants."
"...Huh?" Reo blinks. He couldn't be fucking serious, right?!
Reo's never done that before- not even with his magic or illusions. He's never fully satisfied himself with just one human, it just wasn't possible. Not even the most experienced of humans could last that long, after all.
With a nervous swallow, Reo's tail flicks once, startled, before curling around Nagi’s thigh.
“Hold on. I don’t think you know what you’re asking for, Nagi.” Reo warns, voice lower now, his breath ghosting across Nagi’s lips. “If I start, I don’t think I’ll be able to stop- I haven't fed in a really long time..."
But even now, Nagi’s eyes don’t waver, not even for a moment.
“Yeah, I know. I'm okay with it,” he says, his voice steady. "Reo can have whatever he wants..."
In that case, then this human would be his. Reo was certain of it.
A shiver runs through him as he drags his claws lightly along Nagi’s side, testing him- half-expecting him to flinch or pull away. But even now, he doesn’t.
Instead, Nagi moves in- broad arms tightening around him just a little more, soft warmth pressing them together. Reo’s eyes widen when Nagi tilts his chin up and leans in first, closing the space between them in one smooth, steady breath.
His mouth shyly finds Reo’s in a kiss that’s surprisingly deep, surprisingly tender. Reo shudders, his tail flicking wildly as he kisses him back, bursts of heat rushing up his spine until he feels drunk on it.
Just a kiss is enough. Reo can taste his pleasure, his excitement- more of it rushing through his veins. He lets out a little moan before tilting Nagi's head back, kissing him harder.
He hears Nagi gasp softly into it, jolting as Reo's hands finally reach to grab into Nagi’s hair, tugging against the mussed strands. He's even started to grind against Nagi's front, eager and desperate, his hips rolling in slow, greedy circles as he swallows down every shaky breath Nagi lets out.
It's good. Dizzying, endless, so perfect. Reo watches Nagi as he suddenly pulls away to catch his breath, his pupils wide, lips slick and parted as he blinks up at him.
“Did you like that?” Reo purrs, his voice light with amusement when Nagi quickly nods. “How cute. Was I your first?”
Nagi nods again, his expression somewhat dazed. What a sweet, pure human.
"Yeah. I've never kissed someone before."
"Oh. I wouldn't have ever expected that." Reo licks his lips, the corners curling up into a little smirk, "My Nagi-kun's just full of surprises, hm?"
And before he can say anything, Reo's hands slide lower- intentionally slow and deliberate- tracing down the line of Nagi’s sides, over the dip of his waist. He feels Nagi jolt slightly, a visible shiver rippling through him as Reo grins.
"Shall we keep going then?" Reo whispers, smirking when Nagi nods. "Good boy. Just relax for me, okay?"
And obedient as ever, Nagi listens.
He lets Reo's claws trail along his hips, slow enough to make him squirm- his breath catching as Reo's fingers dip beneath his waistband for a split second.
And just as his hands begin to drift even lower, Nagi suddenly stirs beneath him, voice wavering slightly.
“Ah…” Nagi breathes out, a little hazy. “Wait, Reo…”
"Hm?" Reo leans back, intentionally rolling his hips back against Nagi's tented arousal. "Yes, love?"
Nagi shudders, lashes fluttering when Reo leans forward again, soft lips grazing the sensitive skin under his jaw.
“Um... Reo said he could do anything, right?" When Reo nods, Nagi's breathing hitches, the tips of his ears flushing even brighter. "...So can Reo do one thing for me?”
At that, Reo's eyes finally lift.
Finally. Something normal. What he was used to.
Reo’s tail flicks behind him as he leans in once more, brushing their noses together.
“…Of course,” he whispers, voice velvet-soft. “Just tell me what you want, Nagi. As soon as I get enough of my strength back, I’ll do whatever you want. Anything.”
After all, nothing fazes him anymore. Reo's heard it all.
He’s been requested to do just about everything, from turning into an ex-lover, a catboy, specific idols, actors and actresses- even a cruel dominatrix. He’s done it all, worn every face, and played every part so perfectly. But-
“…My name.” Nagi breathes, the hush of it slipping past Reo’s ear, sending a shiver down his spine.
He quickly looks up, locking eyes with Nagi once more.
“Huh?” Reo blinks, a little thrown.
“Seishiro.” Nagi whispers it again, a tiny flush across his cheeks. “Please call me Seishiro.”
Reo’s mouth falls open. “H-huh?!”
“Sei-shiro.” Nagi repeats it, emphasizing each syllable. His hands slide up Reo’s sides, grounding him there. “Reo can do that for me, right?”
“I mean… yeah,” Reo blurts, half-laughing in disbelief. “But is that all?!”
“Yeah. Pretty much.” Nagi blinks up at him. “Is that fine?”
Of course. Reo can do anything, but…
Before he can help it, a stunned laugh bubbles out of Reo’s throat- quick and sweet, slipping out before he can stop it. Fuck, he’s never met a human like this before. So sweet. So easy. So fucking amusing.
Fuck it. This had to be the best request of them all.
He leans in, their foreheads brushing, voice dropping to a low, sultry purr.
“Alright, alright. I got it~” Reo hums, letting his lips graze the shell of his ear. “Are you going to make me feel good? Seishiro."
Nagi’s breath hitches, his eyes fluttering half-shut. Reo can feel the tremor in his hands as they slip up to rest on his hips, holding him there- just shy of pulling him in closer.
“...Yeah,” Nagi murmurs. “If that's what Reo wants."
Just hearing that almost makes him laugh again- but this time, it comes out as a breathless sigh. Again, Reo presses in closer, feeling Nagi’s warmth sink against his body.
“Of course it is,” he whispers, his tail flicking lazily behind him. “Now touch me like you mean it."
Reo lets those words linger, his breath warm against Nagi’s skin, close enough to feel the soft shiver that runs through him. He notices the way Nagi’s eyes darken, his big hands tightening where they rest on Reo’s hips, like he’s trying to ground himself.
How interesting. Was he nervous? Perhaps he needed Reo to guide him, after all.
Acting on instinct, he reaches up and tugs Nagi's hands closer, watching him as he deliberately closes the little distance between them yet again.
Even now, Nagi kisses him slowly, passionately- each touch lingering, but deep. Like he’s the hungry one. With a little moan, Reo raises one hand and curves it around Nagi’s cheek, drawing him closer.
He can’t remember kissing another human like this before. Whether it’s instinct, habit, or desire- he doesn’t know anymore. Maybe it really is love-
With a muffled moan, Reo breathes him in deeply, Nagi’s scent, unique and delicious. Nagi’s touch felt hot, burning- searing pleasure deep inside him.
“Don’t be afraid. Make me feel good,” Reo whispers against his lips, bringing his hands to his waist. “Come on, feed me, Seishiro…”
Nagi swallows. But this time, he doesn’t hesitate.
This time, he kisses Reo ravenously- deeply. He grabs onto Nagi’s broad shoulders, bracing himself as he feels Nagi’s hands slowly move lower, lifting him effortlessly.
Fuck, it’s been so long. Too long- but that was besides the point.
Reo had never felt like this before. So good. Reo arches his back as Nagi’s hands carefully trail down his hips, before settling on the curve of his ass. Reo’s tail flicks back and forth before crawling around his wrist, bringing him lower.
In an instant, his dark clothes slowly peel off his body, materializing into thin air as Nagi's hand moves down his ass, before hesitantly pressing between his cheeks. He barely has time to react before Nagi's slender finger trails down tentatively, before pressing directly to his twitching rim.
Ah, he wants him so bad. Wants him inside, needs him so badly...!
Reo gasps at the initial sensation, already hyperfixated on Nagi's touch, his finger still gently massaging the muscles around Reo’s wet entrance. It's not long before he hooks the tip of his finger inside Reo’s rim, opening him slowly. Perfectly.
Reo has to bite his lip to contain a desperate little whine. He hangs down his head as Nagi's index finger presses directly past Reo’s entrance, sinking in deep- hot and wet with arousal.
“You’re wet.” Nagi tilts his head back to meet Reo’s gaze, his voice low and affected. Amazed. “So tight, Reo...”
“Naturally,” Reo hums, sharp teeth nipping at his skin, lips closing around it, sucking a bruise on his neck. Another near his collarbone. With each love bite, he feels Nagi’s finger dip deeper before it suddenly crooks up, leaving Reo's body instinctively squeezing tight.
He does it again and again, stretching him deeper, hitting just the right spot. Reo exhales shakily, hanging his head against Nagi's front.
“Ah, right there. That's the spot,” Reo tips his head back a little. “Fuck, baby, you’re good with your hands, huh?”
Nagi stays quiet and leans in closer, hooking his chin over Reo’s shoulder as he presses another finger deep inside, more of Reo’s slick wetting his intrusion.
With two fingers buried to the second knuckle, Nagi crooks his digits deeper, harder inside Reo’s body. He watches as Reo’s body spasms violently, his cock twitching as it drips, his thighs threatening to close as they begin to shake.
He’s already addicted to this human’s fingers. To his touch. There’s no way Nagi had ever done this before, was he a genius in bed as well?
“Ah,” Reo’s drooling all over Nagi’s hoodie now. He’s grabbing onto him so tight, the delicious scent of him filling Reo’s nose. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”
Nagi makes a soft, adorable sound under his breath.
“Reo’s moving a lot. So needy,” Nagi murmurs. It's nothing but a simple observation, but it sends heat throughout his body all the same.
“Fuck, I can’t help it. It feels good,” Reo slurs a little, his tail curling up around his wrist. “B-but, ngh, you don’t have to do all of this…”
When the fuck has a human ever fingered him? Even in their fantasies, most of them just grab him- pin him down hard, and...
“Eh? Of course I do.” Nagi’s voice is a little strained, his fingers still crooking up deep within Reo’s tight warmth. “Don’t wanna hurt you, Reo.”
Hurt him? If he wasn’t so blissed out, Reo might have actually laughed at that. How could Nagi even hurt him? That particular thought had never even crossed his mind, not once, and…
“Oh, fuck,” Reo’s eyes widen as his body jerks and trembles helplessly, his breath catching in his throat. His tail suddenly flicks up as he grinds down against Nagi’s fingers.
He wants more. He wants to be fucked so good, so hard, he can’t even walk anymore. He feels Nagi’s fingers crook up, rubbing against his most sensitive of spots, coaxing a loud, needy moan from his lips.
Even now, this human was so tender. Gentle, and sweet. Reo wants to absolutely ruin him.
“There. Right there,” Reo moans softly. He’s never been so fucking wet, he can feel how much he’s leaked so much over Nagi’s fingers, the wet slick loud in the room around them.
He's already a mess. There's a desperate urgency to his movements, how he can't stop pushing against Nagi’s fingers. He's never been so excited in his entire life.
“Ah... hah. I’m so wet for you,” Reo purrs, the hush of his voice sparking a shiver down Nagi’s spine. “You can feel it, can’t you? My Seishiro.”
Nagi jolts up again, his fingers crooking deep inside. He turns his head as Reo leans in close, his hands curling around the back of his head.
“Do you like it when I talk to you?” Reo laughs when Nagi quickly nods. “How adorable. You're so sensitive.”
Nagi’s breath stutters, but he doesn't stop. Reo arches his back as he works his hips back, more slick wetting his inner thighs.
He was surprisingly good at this- especially for a virgin. Reo wonders if he's had fantasies about this, about touching him, fingerfucking Reo until he spilled all over himself. It wouldn't surprise him at all, but...
Before he can say anything, another shock of pleasure pulses through him. Reo's quick to spread his legs further apart, his hips rocking forward as he lets out another loud, filthy moan, eyes rolling back.
“Ah, that's so good,” he gasps. “Just move your fingers up, a-and…”
Nagi obeys, and Reo’s toes curl. Pleasure ignites through him like a lit fuse as a loud moan slips past his lips, needy and satisfied.
“Mnh- you’re good. You’re so good,” Reo whispers, tilting his head back. “You know that, mmh? You’re such a good boy for me, Seishiro…”
And to his surprise, a delicious shudder runs through Nagi’s full body. His breath stutters as he suddenly jerked forward.
Oh…?
“Ahh, please, Reo-” Nagi quickly tucks his head down between Reo’s neck and shoulder, hiding there. He shudders and manages another muffled moan- and Reo’s eyes widen in sudden realization as burning pleasure surges through his body, smoldering hot.
Reo watches Nagi as his orgasm suddenly rushes through him, a sharp snap of pleasure that makes him go briefly rigid as waves of aftershocks pulsate through his body. His cock manages to dribble come deep in his pants, his hips arching up abruptly, before he falls still.
He's already lost himself.
Reo’s mouth salivates as Nagi pants softly, his head hanging. Reo gently strokes through his hair before pressing a kiss to his forehead.
“Sorry,” Nagi’s voice is small. “Sorry, Reo, I…”
Hell, Reo’s going to devour him. His tail flicks behind him excitedly as he slowly moves off of Nagi’s lap, his eyes directly lowering to the conspicuous bulge in his pants.
“What are you apologizing for?” Reo lets out a little laugh, his fingers immediately hooking in Nagi’s waistband. He pulls down Nagi’s pants just barely, his eyes widening at the delicious sight, feigning innocence.
“Oh. My Seishiro came already?” Reo’s hands gently rub at the wet spot at the front of his dark briefs before pressing his lips to it. “How adorable. I haven’t even touched you yet.”
Nagi flinches and looks away, somewhat embarrassed, his chest rising and falling with each breath. He watches Reo as he leans in, breathing in his scent deeply.
“There’s so much,” Reo muses. “Aw. My poor baby was so pent up, hm?”
Nagi quietly nods again, his cheeks flushed bright, heat flaring all the way up to the tips of his ears. Just looking at him sends a rush of excitement over Reo all at once.
“It’s alright. Let me take care of you,” Reo whispers, his voice dipping low. Sweet. “I won’t let a single drop go to waste. I promise.”
And of course, Reo is always a demon of his word.
Nagi stares at him with huge eyes as Reo slowly lowers himself in between Nagi’s legs, properly pulling down his underwear and baggy pants in one go.
And suddenly, he understands why Nagi had taken his time preparing him. Fuck, Reo can’t stop staring.
He’s really hit the jackpot.
Reo stares at Nagi's flushed erection, bright red and pressed against his body, spurts of his spend still weakly gushing out. There are even some drops on his thighs, some even in the white tufts of hair at his base.
"What a mess you've made," Reo trails his index finger down a throbbing vein on his cock, noticing the way Nagi's hips weakly rise up. "Ha~ how adorable."
Nagi doesn't say anything. He simply watches Reo with huge eyes as he traces his finger over another spot of come, before curiously bringing it back to his lips.
Reo's tail perks up behind him excitedly, his eyes shining with hearts. He sucks at his finger for a few seconds before pulling back with a satisfied pop.
As expected, his taste was just as perfect as his scent. He's never tasted a human so fucking good before.
He needs more.
Hungrily, Reo braces himself between Nagi's legs. He drags his tongue down the shaft and back up, over his abdomen. He makes quick work and licks off every last drop he can see, his tongue making quick work of every spot.
Very quickly, Reo's become ravenous- and greedy. He wouldn't stop now, he couldn't- not until he got more, until he could taste Nagi entirely and deep within his body.
"Reo?" Nagi shudders as Reo presses another kiss to his shaft. "Ah, R-Reo..."
He jolts as Reo wraps his hand around the head and squeezes it lightly, making Nagi gasp and buck his hips pathetically. With a little laugh, Reo slowly strokes over him, noticing the little twitch in his throbbing cock.
“Fuck, you’re so huge,” Reo's salivating just looking at him. “Don't even think I can fit it in my mouth…”
Nagi flinched as Reo nuzzled against his front, his hands gently fondling lower. His gaze skitters up instinctively, his heart picking up the moment their eyes meet again.
"Um... sorry?" Nagi's ears burn as Reo giggles, breathless and sweet.
He’s already getting hard again. No doubt, the effect of a succubus's touch fueled by such pure, lustful energy.
Reo breathes in his scent deeply, his eyes rolling back at the pure, delicious musk. Again, he leans in- tongue flicking out and lightly grazing over some more spurts of come at the flesh of his cock near the base, more wetness spurting free. Reo kisses his way back, cleaning off every last drop before making his way back to the flushed tip.
He relishes in the ruined tremble that rushes through Nagi's body.
“Aha~ ♪ You’re so sensitive down here,” Reo purrs, sounding incredibly smug. He brings his lips back to the wet tip, flattening his tongue and pressing it directly to the head, before kissing down the hard, thick shaft.
With desperation, he drags his tongue over some of Nagi's spend, moaning at his taste. He can't get enough.
"So delicious." Reo whispers, nuzzling against his thighs. Again, near his cock. "My Seishiro's so perfect..."
Nagi makes a little strained sound under his breath. Reo grins up at him before kissing over the wet arousal already beading at the tip.
"Reo," Nagi gasps, his head tilting back as Reo carefully reaches up, bringing Nagi's huge hands directly to his head. He feels Nagi hesitate a little before settling down- even now, he's being mindful of his horns.
"Come on. Pull my hair," Reo mumbles, his eyes lighting up with amusement when Nagi reluctantly tightens his grip in his hair. "Just like that. Good boy. Tell me how you feel."
He makes a low sound of pleasure as he kitten-licks around Nagi’s throbbing cock.
Reo moans softly as he drags his tongue over more of his thick spend, drinking in his pleasure. Above him, Nagi's eyes are pinned on him, watching Reo closely- as if burning it all to memory.
“Mm... Reo,” Nagi’s voice wavers. “Ah, feels so good, R-Reo…”
Reo can’t help but smile.
Hell, Nagi’s good. He’s so good. Obedient, eager to please. Big. A succubi's dream.
With a pleased moan, Reo nuzzles against his cock, letting more of his saliva drip down the length, wet and messy. This is the game he likes- knowing that he’s winding Nagi up- making him desperate. Needy.
He’s already reacting to Reo’s touch- undoubtedly getting harder in his mouth. Reo’s eyes widen as more pleasure rushes through them both, simultaneous pleasure, his cheeks heating up with arousal.
It was so easy to wind him up. Reo’s never tasted arousal this sweet before.
Reo kisses up the length and over each pulsating vein before gazing up at Nagi once more. He’s already long gone, affected by his desire- too far gone.
“There we go. Good...” Reo whispers, letting more of his saliva pool in his mouth. “Give me more.”
Nagi makes another tiny noise under his breath as Reo suddenly takes him deeper in his mouth, swallowing around the intrusion. It’s getting harder to focus on his thoughts, but fuck, Reo doesn’t want to think about anything else.
It tastes so good, he wants to suck on it forever. Nagi probably would let him if he asked, right?
When Reo looks up, Nagi’s pupils are blown so wide, his eyes look pitch black. His hands tighten almost reflexively in Reo’s hair the moment their gazes meet- and that’s more than enough for Nagi to immediately come.
“Ah, Reo-” Nagi suddenly calls for him, staring down at him through his lashes. Reo blinks up at him again, feigning innocence before Nagi suddenly thrusts up into his mouth- hard.
Reo splutters in surprise, his eyes widening as sudden pleasure flushes through his body, pleasure whiting out every bit of his senses. He’s already lost himself entirely in Nagi’s taste, his arousal- suckling and swallowing slowly, deliberately.
Every soft moan, every tiny tremor under his hands makes his wings twitch and his horns ache with the thrill of it. He can already feel it- his strength trickling back, bit by bit, until the weakness in his limbs is replaced with something new. Something alive.
With a pleased moan, Reo sucks a little harder at the tip, watching as Nagi tips his head back. He moans around the twitching cock in his mouth, the weight of it pressing just right against his tongue.
Perfect. Nagi really was a treasure, a fucking gem- and Reo never wants to let him go. Of course, he wouldn't- he’s never felt so good, so completely satisfied, not once in his entire life.
So that settled it. No one else could ever have him now.
Reo would make him his.
Wiping the back of his mouth with a lazy flick of his hand, Reo slowly rises up again, keeping his eyes on his expression before sinking back down into Nagi’s lap.
"Reo," Nagi shudders. "Reo, I'm sorry, I-"
He watches Nagi through half-lidded eyes, a slow grin curling across his lips as he rolls his hips forward. Again. Reo grinds down deliberately, a needy moan slipping out when more arousal spills between them. Nagi's head tips back, messy white hair falling around his flushed face, the thrill of it burning deliciously under his skin.
Reo looks up at him, his lips curling up. He grinds down in Nagi’s lap as his cock leaks even more arousal, his head tilting back in excitement.
“What do you keep apologizing for? You’re such a good boy, Seishiro. My good boy,” Reo purrs, voice thick with satisfaction. His fingers trace lazy patterns up Nagi’s chest as he breathes against his ear. “Feeding me so well… letting me take everything I need..."
He leans back just enough to meet Nagi’s flustered gaze, his pink lips curling into a playful smile.
“However can I repay you, hm?"
“Reo… Reo doesn’t have to do anything like that…” Nagi murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Hm? Are you sure?” Reo tilts his head, feigning innocent curiosity- laughing when Nagi shyly turns his head. “But my Seishiro’s been so generous... surely he deserves a reward, right?”
Nagi makes another weak sound under his breath as Reo lets his gloved claws trace lightly over Nagi’s chest, just enough to make him tense and shiver. The softest little moan slips from Nagi's lips as he squirms.
“Mm-mm. Of course you do,” Reo purrs, leaning in until their noses almost brush. “Go on, love, you've earned it. You can have me however you want.”
He shifts closer, pressing his hips forward just enough that the heat between them makes Nagi shudder helplessly. His violet eyes glow bright as he stares into Nagi's ruined gaze.
“Tell me, Seishiro,” Reo hums, voice sweet as honey, the name rolling off his tongue like a promise. “How do you want me? I’ll change for you, become anyone you want. Anyone."
At that, Nagi’s breath catches, his fingers trembling where they hover just above Reo’s sides.
“I already told you,” Nagi’s voice wavers. “I just want… ah, Reo…”
Without hesitation, Reo leans in and claims Nagi’s mouth again, swallowing down the soft, surprised noise that slips out.
It's not long before Reo feels something shift- but not his body, exactly. This time it’s his clothes- he can feel fabric tightening, sleeves smoothing out, the familiar crispness of their university uniform materializing against flushed skin. The tie hangs loose around Reo’s throat, askew, his shirt clinging snug to his chest and waist in a way that makes Nagi’s breath hitch.
Reo pulls back just enough to grin down at him, eyes gleaming with amusement. Slowly, he lifts one hand and runs a fingertip under Nagi’s chin, coaxing his head up.
… So he wasn’t kidding, after all. Ha, how interesting.
“Aha… what’s this?” Reo laughs, looking down at his half-buttoned dress shirt. “My Seishiro's so naughty. Such a pervert~ ♡"
He feels the way Nagi shudders, hips rocking forward with helpless need- like he can’t help himself.
“Is this what you've always wanted, hm? To fuck me like this?” Reo gasps as Nagi suddenly presses against him, arching up. “So eager, are we?”
He rolls his hips in return, rocking back and forth until he feels Nagi shudder beneath him- the heat of it, the helpless way he pushes up for more.
“Ah. Just like that,” Reo gasps, rocking his hips back and forth. “You’re perfect. I’m gonna ruin you, love.”
Nagi tilts his head back against the pillows, his eyes fluttering as his hands tighten around Reo’s waist.
“Please…” Nagi breathes, voice so quiet it barely slips free.
Adorable.
“Mmm? Please?” Reo echoes, his grin sharp as he leans in close enough for their lips to almost brush. “Please what, Seishiro? Tell me what you want."
But to his surprise, Nag simply opens his eyes again, meeting his gaze with a raw, unguarded honesty that makes Reo’s breath catch in his own throat.
“Please ruin me,” he whispers. “Take whatever you want, Reo, I’m yours. Use me... break me, Reo-”
Without hesitation, Reo reaches behind him, grabbing his cock. He makes quick work of positioning Nagi just right, tapping directly at his wet entrance.
But he doesn't put it in, not yet. He would much rather take his time with this. He wants to have some fun- and what better than to do it like this?
He likes seeing Nagi so pathetic for him, anyhow.
"Tahaha! Do you wanna be in me that badly?" he leans in, lips brushing Nagi’s ear before he pulls back. He looks so adorably overwhelmed that Reo wishes he could read his thoughts- but for now, he had to settle for this.
"Yeah. Please," Nagi pleads, his gaze steady despite the blush creeping to his ears. “Please, Reo, please..."
Even the way he begged was cute- there wasn't even any filth or edge to it. Reo sighs softly, his thumb dragging gently along Nagi’s jawline as his eyes gleam, low and dark. He's already dripping wet- fuck, this human was driving him insane.
"Good. Now repeat after me," Reo whispers, his grin widening. "Please let me put it in, Reo. Please let me fuck you."
Nagi's hands grip him tighter, his whole body throbbing with want.
"Please l-let me... let me put it in, Reo..." Nagi's hips raise up pathetically. "Please let me... ah, let me fuck you..."
And with that, Reo sinks down.
In an instant- Nagi's eyes widen- his entire body suddenly jerking up the moment Reo’s plump ass meets his hipbones with a soft, wet smack.
Reo moans loud and filthy at the stretch, his whole body filled so perfectly it makes his eyes flutter with pleasure. He can barely even keep himself up properly- fuck, Nagi feels like he was made just for him.
“Aha~ you're so deep- so fucking big," Reo tilts his head back with a moan, his grin widening as his gloved claws drag lower, tracing over the mark glowing hot on his womb. He shifts his hips just a little, enough to make a soft sound slip from his lips. “Hah… tell me, Seishiro- who does this all belong to, hm?”
He lets out a soft, breathless laugh when he feels Nagi twitch beneath him, his hips jerking up like he can’t help himself.
“Just Reo,” Nagi mumbles, his voice low and shaky as he tries to catch his breath. “Only Reo can... ngh, touch me. I want no one but-"
But before he can finish, Reo rolls his hips down hard- more than enough to make Nagi react.
“Reo-!” Nagi gasps, both hands gripping Reo’s waist to steady him. His ears burn red, his breath hitching as he stares up at Reo.
He looks ruined, he feels ruined- Reo's ecstatic. He leans over, pressing a faint kiss to Nagi's parted mouth.
“Shh, shh, shh…” Reo hushes him, his lips brushing against Nagi's, warm and teasing. “We wouldn’t want to wake your neighbors now, would we?”
Again, Nagi goes perfectly still, but the way his eyes stay locked on Reo, wide and dark, makes Reo pause. His tail flicks behind him, perking up with interest.
“Oh? What's that look, hm?” Reo muses, his tone dipping teasingly as he brushes their noses together. “Could it be... that you do want them to hear you, Seishiro?”
And somehow, Nagi's silence seems to answer louder than any confession ever could. Reo’s lips curve into a sharp, satisfied grin before leaning in close.
So he wants to be caught? Watched?
“Ah… how interesting…” Reo drawls, his tail curling possessively around Nagi’s thigh, squeezing just enough to draw out a tiny gasp. “You’re so naughty, my love. Now I can’t help but wonder…” His claws trail up Nagi’s neck, forcing him to meet his gaze. “Just what kinds of filthy fantasies have you been having about me, hm?”
Nagi’s cheeks flush a deeper red, his lips parting in a soft, helpless gasp as Reo grinds down again, his eyes glinting.
“Tahaha~ you don't have to be shy,” he coos, dragging his claws lightly up Nagi’s chest, letting his hips roll down slow and deep, claiming every inch. "I want to know everything about you Seishiro. Everything."
Again, he leans in close, lips brushing the shell of Nagi’s ear, his breath warm and slow- just enough to make Nagi shudder.
“You can't hide anything from me, you know?" Reo purrs, grinning the moment he feels Nagi twitch inside him, his breath catching in his throat. “Hm... I wonder. What was the last fantasy you had about me, hm? Shall we see?”
And in that instant, it clicks. Realization washes over Nagi’s face- his eyes going wide.
"H-huh?" Nagi's lips part, his shaky breaths filling the room as Reo rolls his hips down again, pinning him deeper, claiming every inch. With half-lidded eyes, Reo rolls his hips again, dragging another little gasp from Nagi’s throat that echoes, faint and desperate.
"Reo, wait..." Nagi's voice wavers, his cheeks burning hot under Reo's stare. "What are you..."
His words die down in his throat as Reo throws his head back with a soft gasp, his eyes glowing bright. He feels pleasure, power, surging through him, warm and electric, as the room around them begins to shift. The bedroom walls flicker and melt away as he lets Nagi’s fantasy spin itself out, tugging him deeper into the haze of want. He feels molten heat pulse through his veins as the illusion snaps fully into place around them- perfect.
This time, they're on full display- right in the middle of the same classroom, where they sit side by side.
Nagi’s sprawled out on the long classroom table, wrists bound with neat, silken restraints around his wrists. His eyes are wide- a haze of embarrassment and raw desire swirling in their depths- as Reo hovers above him, riding him hard, in front of an audience.
Around them, faceless figures gather- a blurry audience of onlookers dressed in their school uniforms, their shadows cast at the edge of the room. Watching. Reo can feel the weight of their stares on them, the silent tension in the air.
A slow, fascinated grin curls across his lips as he leans down, brushing his mouth over Nagi’s jaw.
“Ah… so this is what my Seishiro has been thinking about?" Reo purrs, his eyebrows raising when he notices Nagi's hips twitch back up. "Per-vert."
Nagi splutters, shaking his head.
"Wait, I-I..." Nagi swallows, pulling weakly at his restraints. "I-it's not like that, Reo, I...!"
Reo laughs, kissing over his lips again.
"What's there to be ashamed about?" Reo whispers. He tosses a glance over his shoulder, at their phantom classmates. He recognizes a few of them- some pretty girls who desperately chased after him. A couple guys who he'd caught staring in his direction, one too many times.
Had Nagi really noticed them all this time?
“Hm…” Reo hums thoughtfully, his eyes sweeping over each blurry figure before settling back on Nagi, who’s clearly trying to look anywhere but at him. “You’re so cute, Seishiro.”
Nagi presses his lips together, stubbornly turning his head to the side. Reo coos at the sight.
"Awh. It's okay, baby. You don't have to be embarrassed." Reo slowly grinds back onto his lap, watching pleasure slowly creep back onto Nagi's expression. “They’re all watching how good you are for me. Isn’t that what you want?”
But to his surprise, Nagi doesn't respond. He stays quiet- obviously overwhelmed, his breath stuttering as Reo smooths a palm up his chest, feeling the way his heart races beneath his fingertips.
Perhaps he needed another approach, after all. Something rougher.
Reo watches him for a moment longer before leaning in, shifting his weight forward. He lets his claws trail lightly along the side of Nagi’s neck, dragging a shiver out of him until his chin tips back- forcing their eyes to meet.
“I asked you a question, did I not?” Reo murmurs, his tone deceptively sweet. It’s just enough to snap Nagi’s attention back to him, breath catching in his throat.
“Ah…” Nagi squirms, his wrists tugging helplessly at the restraints. “S-sorry, Reo…”
At that, Reo sighs, clicking his tongue softly- a low, chastising tsk that makes Nagi flinch.
"Mmm... I think I deserve more than an apology, love," Reo whispers, pressing his lips to Nagi's for a split second. His eyes flick toward the shadows as a few more apparitions edge closer, craning their necks to watch.
“To think… my sweet, innocent Seishiro's been having such naughty thoughts about me..." Reo sighs dramatically, each word laced with mock disappointment as he drags his claws lightly up Nagi’s throat, feeling him shiver under the touch.
“What a little pervert you are… such a filthy boy.” he coos, pressing his lips just under Nagi’s ear, voice low and husky. “You must love this, hm?"
Nagi’s eyes go impossibly wide before he nods, his cock twitching with excitement inside him. Reo’s lips curl into a slow, delighted grin as his hips roll back down, pressing deeper. Slower.
"Aha~ of course you do. Just look at them staring at you. At us," Reo’s eyes glint around the room, at each phantom onlooker. “Why don't you show them how good you make me feel, hm, Seishiro-kun?"
Suddenly, Nagi's hips arch up, hitting deep inside Reo again. He lets out a soft moan as the phantoms around them move in closer, watching them hungrily.
"Yes, boss..." Nagi's breath catches in his throat, his eyes helplessly wide, swirling with lust. "Whatever Reo wants..."
... He gets.
Without warning, Nagi suddenly thrusts into him, hard. It takes him by surprise, filling Reo’s womb all at once- his eyes flying open in surprise. His sudden urgency knocks the air out of his lungs, leaving Reo’s eyes wide and his body shaking with pleasure.
A few voices around them get louder- the phantom figures shifting closer in the shadows, their gazes fixed hungrily on the way Reo slams down on Nagi’s lap. Reo flicks his eyes around at the faceless apparitions before claiming Nagi’s mouth in a kiss that’s messy and deep. Rough.
Reo feels his pleasure- he can practically taste it on his tongue, that dizzy heat coiling tight inside Nagi. He hums softly, amusement curling at the corners of his mouth as his fingers lazily toy with the front strings of Nagi’s hoodie, tugging them just enough to make him squirm.
"Good boy. You're so, ah, good at this." Reo's praises leave him without hesitation, each word making him clench down on the cock buried inside him. "So perfect- ngh, Seishiro!"
Nagi tries to speak, but all that slips out is a soft, broken whimper that has Reo laughing against the curve of his neck. He can already smell the sharp spike of Nagi’s arousal overflowing- the way he’s trembling, his huge cock aching deep inside of Reo's slick warmth.
"You're close? Already?" Reo laughs when Nagi frantically nods. "Aww, are you gonna come inside me? Put a baby in me?~♡"
"Yeah, Reo-" Nagi pants, his eyes wide with urgency. "R-Reo...!"
Reo tilts his head back with a quiet, breathless laugh, drawing his thumb across Nagi’s kiss-swollen bottom lip. He watches him quiver under his touch, dazed with pleasure.
“And what do we do when we want something, hm, baby?” Reo murmurs, his voice dipping down to a breathy purr. His gaze lowers when Nagi shudders, helpless under the weight of so many eyes. “Beg.”
He can feel the shadows move in closer, pressing in with hungry stares- but Nagi doesn’t look away from him. Not once.
"Please," Nagi gasps, eyes fluttering as if the words catch somewhere in his throat. "Please, Reo, please..."
Reo lets out a little laugh, rolling his eyes.
"You can do better than that, can't you?" he huffs, almost bored. A few more phantoms around them laugh louder, leaving Nagi squirming...
But trying again.
"Ah, please, Reo, let me c-come..." Nagi tilts his head back. His hands are straining against his restraints now. "Wanna... wanna feed... Reo... make him feel good..."
A few more shadowy figures around them begin to whisper and gasp- their sounds getting louder and louder. Reo looks around at them before he rolls his hips just a little harder, deliberately dragging a moan from Nagi’s throat as his claws skim back up his neck, with just enough pressure to make him tremble.
Just the sight of him like this makes something deep in Reo coil tight with satisfaction. Fuck, he can almost taste Nagi's sin edging with pain and fluster, his eyes wide in desperation.
"Oh, that's a good expression, Sei." Reo licks his lips, laughing breathlessly. "I wonder... how long can you last like this, hm?"
Nagi struggles a little more. Not very long, clearly.
"Reo, please..." he begs. "Please..."
Reo's grin widens. How adorable- Nagi was far more sensitive than he thought.
“Hm... alright, fine. Just this once, I'll allow it," Reo rocks his hips back, his eyes gleaming with dark amusement. "Come, treasure, fill me up!~♡"
And Nagi does.
One hard thrust has Reo seeing stars. Another has him scrambling to hold onto Nagi- pieces of the illusion around them falling apart in an instant.
Captivated, Nagi stares up at him, left completely breathless. His hips have started to thrust up to try and meet Reo’s grinding, snapping harder and harder against him.
He was desperate. Messy. Reo's eyes roll back with glee as he rides against Nagi faster, his body tightening around him.
Ah, S-Sei! Right there!” Reo moans gleefully, directly against his ear. “Right there, don’t stop, breed me-"
But just as the words leave his lips, something shifts.
A shiver racks through him as the illusion around them swirls, the room shifting, melting around them. Reo gasps, blinking hard as the walls of the lecture hall reappear around them, their positions blurring and reforming in the swirl of his hazy pleasure.
This time, it isn’t Nagi bound down- it’s him. Reo's eyes widen as he's bent down just right, pressed against the edge of a lecture table, back perfectly arched, and his clothes undone just enough to reveal flushed skin and marks that stand out like painted love bites. His tail flicks behind him, restless and shining, legs spread obscenely.
Oh. How exciting. Reo grins, licking over his lips.
“What's this one, huh?” Reo laughs, turning over his shoulder to try and look at Nagi once more. "You wanna fuck me like this too?"
Nagi stays quiet before pressing up behind him. Reo's eyes roll back as he suddenly snaps his hips forward, drawing out a loud whimper from Reo's lips.
The faceless shapes lean forward in their seats- a low, collective murmur buzzing like static. Reo can feel it, the heat of their stares, the hush of scandalous whispers that only make him shudder and squirm more.
Ah. This one felt... different, somehow.
Another rustle ripples through the audience- a hush of jealous, hungry energy that makes Nagi’s slender fingers tighten where they hold him.
With a loud moan, Reo soaks in the heat of his touch, violet eyes fluttering as Nagi rolls his hips forward again. Reo can't even move- all he can do is take it- his breath catching when he feels Nagi's cock excitedly twitch deep inside him.
Oh, his Nagi was just full of so many surprises. He had a possessive streak, after all. How interesting.
This is what he wanted. To breed him in front of their peers, to claim his body and his pleasure for himself. To show everyone else who Reo wanted, who he craved.
Who Reo had chosen.
“Aha… just look at them…” Reo laughs softly, his voice slipping into a low, honeyed purr. He tosses his head back, silky purple hair falling over his eyes, every inch of him shimmering under the lecture hall’s harsh lights. “So pathetic- all they can do is watch. They’ll never know what it feels like- what it’s like to touch me, taste me…”
He turns over his shoulder, letting his eyes search Nagi's expression, pupils blown wide as his tail curls tighter around Nagi’s thigh. “But you do, hm?”
Nagi nods, dazed, the edges of shame and pride warring behind his half-lidded eyes. He can feel the faceless eyes on him too, but all he cares about is taking him apart, claiming him- Reo’s voice spilling over him like silk and sin.
“Tell them,” Reo breathes, tilting his head back. “Go on, Seishiro. Tell them what I am to you. Tell them I’m yours.”
Nagi’s hands slide up under Reo’s dress shirt- trembling, reverent, hungry- like he needs to memorize every inch. His words come out soft at first, then stronger when he feels Reo’s hand tighten around his.
“Reo’s mine,” he murmurs, his voice cracking but certain. “Only mine. Only I get to feed him. Only I get to see Reo like this… hear Reo like this…”
Reo lets out another giggle, a high, bright sound that makes the shadows rustle again, erupting into a wave of jealous, wordless whispers. Reo's back arches as Nagi's thrusts turn erratic, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing off the lecture hall’s sterile walls.
Reo can tell- he’s close. He can smell his arousal again, getting stronger and stronger by the second. Reo’s breathless as he watches Nagi rock into his body desperately.
“Tell them again, Seishiro.” Reo purrs. “Louder.”
Nagi’s eyes squeeze shut, more pleasure burning through him until it melts into something hotter, more raw. Reo looks up again, at the desperate faces leaning in from the dark, their lustful eyes pinned on them.
“Reo’s mine,” he declares, louder now. “He’s only mine. No one else can have him. No one else can make him like this-”
Reo’s laughter breaks into a sweet moan, his pointed tail flicking like a whip behind him as Nagi slams into him- hard. He grips the edge of the table hard, eyes rolling back as Nagi's thrusts snap up, harder, faster- each snap of his hips tipping him closer to the edge of pleasure.
"Nobody else," Reo grins, tilting his head back. "Fuck, Seishiro, knock me up!~ ♪"
This time, Nagi’s orgasm is abrupt but intertwined with Reo’s- the double sensation breaking through him all at once. It's so intense that the illusion around them shatters in an instant, bringing them back to the dark of Nagi’s bedroom, leaving Reo gasping for air against his skin.
Reo flops against Nagi, breathless. He’s burning up from the inside out, his entire body tingling with Nagi’s orgasm as Reo's cock suddenly spurts over Nagi's torso in thick white ropes. Reo hangs his head down with each broken gasp, painting Nagi's skin with his arousal- intentionally marking his territory.
It's perfect.
Reo stares down at him with half-lidded eyes, his entire body is burning with heat as his mark glows brighter. Hot. He can feel Nagi's seed burning inside him, filling his womb so deliciously- there's so much that it feels like he’s going to be impregnated, and…
Hell, maybe having Nagi’s offspring wouldn’t be too bad. He could probably make it happen, make a few anatomical tweaks to make it possible, to give Nagi as many babies as he wants, and...
Nagi squirms beneath him as Reo's body squeezes tight around his thick cock, just at the thought. He can already feel the womb mark on his skin pulsate erratically, Nagi's eyes widening as he carefully touches it.
“It’s… so bright,” Nagi's lips part, awed as he presses his palm over it gently. “Does that mean Reo's full now?”
“Yeah,” Reo breathes, his voice cracking. Everything about this feels raw, frantic, messy, and yet- he feels more alive than ever before.
He must look like a wreck. Judging by the way Nagi’s eyes lock onto him- half-lidded, almost reverent- he probably does. His glowing mark sears hot beneath Nagi’s touch, pulsing bright purple just before Reo slumps down again, completely boneless.
It’s only when he feels the soft whisper of Nagi’s voice against his ear- steady, and warm- that Reo realizes he’s still talking. Reo blinks a few times, before turning to face him directly.
“Reo?” Nagi murmurs as he rocks into him, bouncing him down with each slow thrust. “Are you still listening to me?”
“H-huh…?” Reo manages, his lashes fluttering as he tries to focus. He’s still twitching in Nagi’s grip, completely lost and too fucked out to say anything more.
He can barely keep his eyes open as Nagi shifts closer, his nose brushing Reo’s cheek, breath warm when he presses a kiss just under his jaw.
“Does Reo still want more?” Nagi presses another kiss to his cheek when Reo dazedly nods. “Eh… Reo’s being too greedy…”
At that, Reo’s eyes flutter open just enough to glare at him.
“I was starving… for days…”
“Mhm. And I don’t want Reo to be hungry ever again,” Nagi’s arms tighten around him, his voice so steady it makes Reo shudder. “So I’ll give Reo his dessert now.”
And with that, he presses closer, his words a quiet promise against Reo’s skin.
“Let’s do our best, Reo.”
Reo only manages a choked gasp in response, his cries spilling out, harsh and broken against Nagi’s lips. The wet, obscene sound of their bodies slamming together grows louder, the slick heat between them growing messier with every thrust. Each time he pushes deeper, Reo feels the rush of Nagi's hot spend still dripping out of him, gushing on every thrust.
Again, harder. Faster. Reo's never been fucked so good in his entire life.
Hell, he’ll never want anything but this.
Whatever Nagi can give him, every day, forever.
After the third hour, Nagi’s completely spent- his chest rising and falling in slow, uneven breaths, his body heavy with exhaustion.
He’s drained, quite literally. Reo must’ve been starving, after all.
How long had he gone without… feeding? Judging by how desperate he’d been, maybe he hadn’t fed off of someone in a while?
Maybe he didn’t want to?
The thought slips through Nagi’s foggy mind as he turns his head to stare at Reo sprawled across his sheets, flushed and softly glowing. The gentle curve of his chest rises and falls with each breath, his skin still kissed with heat.
With wide eyes, Nagi gazes at him, darkened eyes tracing over Reo's form. Curiously, he takes in the soft curve of Reo’s horns, dark and polished like obsidian; the heart-shaped tail curling against Nagi’s leg; the fully glowing mark on Reo’s lower stomach.
Curiously, he reaches out, hesitantly brushing his fingertips over the mark again. It’s warmer than the rest of his skin- a low, pulsing heat that makes Reo squirm with a muffled laugh. Nagi jerks his hand back immediately, but Reo just giggles again, soft and euphoric as he shifts closer.
Nagi’s heart skips when Reo curls up against him, his breath warm on his collarbone. He cautiously lifts his hand again, and touches one of Reo’s horns. It’s solid, smooth under his fingertips- warm to the touch. Behind him, the little juts of black wings flutter once, like they’re responding just to Nagi’s gentle touch.
How pretty. Nagi's never seen someone so beautiful before.
“Ne, Reo.” Nagi calls for him gently, and he notices the way Reo turns to face him almost immediately, his eyes bright with happiness. Satisfaction.
“Mm?” Reo hums, glancing at him with a dazed smile. “What’s up, Nagi?”
Nagi glances over him again, a little shyly this time.
“Is this… uh…” Nagi mumbles, eyes flicking away, cheeks warm. “Reo’s true form?”
At that, Reo props himself up on one elbow, gazing at him with a sleepy, pleased look.
“Yeah. Why?” His lips curl into a lazy, satisfied smile. “Did you want me to turn into someone else? I can do it now."
“Eh?” Nagi blinks at him, thrown off. “Can Reo really turn into anyone?"
Reo nods.
“Mm, of course I can. I can do anything,” Reo hums, tail swishing slowly behind him. He leans forward, eyes glinting playfully. “Look.”
In a blink, his features shimmer- his hair quickly shifts to shaggy white as his eyes fluctuate in color, turning downturned and sleepy. For a moment, Nagi finds himself staring into his own face, eyes wide with shock as Reo ghosts a kiss over his lips.
He jolts in surprise as Reo pulls back, the illusion melting away as his face flickers back into place, violet eyes sparkling bright with amusement.
“Tahaha! You should’ve seen your face,” Reo burst out laughing, his grin widening. “Aren't you the cutest, Nagi?”
“I look weird, Reo.”
“Nuh-uh. You're so handsome,” Reo gently ruffles his hair, watching Nagi as he nuzzles into his open palm. “Do you have any requests, my love?”
Nagi just stares at him for a few more seconds before slowly shaking his head.
“Nope, not interested."
“...Eh?” Reo tilts his head, his eyes widening. “Come on, don't be like that. Every human has someone they’re interested in…”
“Yeah. And I want Reo to be himself,” Nagi says, blinking up at him, voice quiet but certain. “He’s the most beautiful that way, right?”
Reo goes quiet, studying him for a moment- seconds before a soft, almost disbelieving laugh bubbles out of him.
“Aha. Right,” he murmurs, curling closer again, his wings giving a tiny flutter. “You’re right. I am.”
At least he was self-aware, Nagi thinks. He lets out a quiet sigh as Reo’s hand drifts over his bare chest, tracing little shapes and patterns onto his pale skin.
Nagi watches him with half-lidded eyes, his mind still humming with the aftermath of release. His body is heavy, sated, but at the same time- his head feels light. Everything else blurs out except for Reo- his fingers still caressing along Nagi's skin- his gaze somewhat distant. Distracted.
...Huh. Was something on his mind? Nagi moves in a little closer.
“Is Reo thinking about something?” he guesses, his voice soft and a little slurred. He feels the soft curl of Reo’s tail around his arm- a slow, absent caress that lulls his eyes closed for a moment.
"...I am.” Reo’s voice is oddly hesitant, softer than usual. “But you have to be honest with me, okay? I mean it.”
“Mmkay,” Nagi hums, eyes still half-closed.
“I’m serious,” Reo mutters, a slight edge to his tone. “I’ll know if you’re lying, so don’t even think about it.”
“Eh. That’s fine,” Nagi sighs, blinking one eye open at him. “I wouldn’t ever lie to Reo anyway.”
Reo stays quiet at that, his tail flicking to the side. This time, he stares at Nagi for a few seconds before exhaling loudly.
“Would you wanna be my mate, Nagi?”
Again, with the strange questions. Nagi squints up at him, dazed and a little pink in the cheeks- only to find Reo hovering over him, eyes glimmering with something that makes him look almost otherworldly.
“Huh?” Nagi mumbles, still breathless. “What's a mate? Like a partner?"
Reo nods, violet eyes shining bright with excitement.
“Well, it's different. You'd be my mate,” he emphasizes, his voice dipping a little lower. “So you can’t sleep with anyone else- ever. Only me.” He inches closer, warm breath ghosting over Nagi’s lips. “And you’ll be the only human who ever gets to feed me.”
Nagi blinks. That honestly sounds like a dream. The thought of Reo coming to him to be fed- desperate, needy, and wanting him- only him. Just thinking about it sends a shiver down his spine, heat pooling deep in his gut.
Knowing Reo would be his- only his- forever...
“Oh? Is Nagi’s Nagi-kun getting excited just thinking about it?” Reo croons, pressing his thigh forward until it nudges him right through the sheets.
“Um, yeah. A little…” Nagi admits, cheeks flaring pink as Reo slowly swings a leg over to straddle him. Nagi doesn’t move, he doesn’t dare to- his breath caught in his throat as he stares up at him.
He really was beautiful. The longer Nagi looks, the more it hits him- everything from the soft glow of Reo’s flushed skin, the faint flick of his tail behind him, the way his hair falls perfectly around his upturned horns.
This version of him seemed even more breathtaking. Stunning. But that was to be expected, Nagi supposes- Reo was the most beautiful person he’d ever seen, so of course…
His eyes widen slightly when Reo leans forward, hovering just above his face- close enough that Nagi can feel his breath, warm and sweet.
“Tahaha~ what's with that look? You look so serious,” Reo sticks out his tongue playfully. "What are you thinking so much about, hm?"
“You,” Nagi responds instantly, as honest as ever. “I love you, Reo."
Again, Reo falls quiet. Nagi thinks he notices a faint blush on his cheeks before he regains himself quickly.
“Aha… what's this? You're too cute, Seishiro,” Reo coos, but there’s something softer beneath it- something warm, almost shy. His tail flicks against the sheets before curling possessively around Nagi’s thigh.
"Eh..." Nagi miffies. "I wasn't trying to be cute, Reo. I was just being honest..."
Reo pauses before suddenly leaning in, close enough that Nagi’s breath hitches when their noses almost brush.
“Hm. Is that so?” Reo hums, his violet eyes shining bright. "You love me?"
Nagi swallows, but his eyes don’t waver. He nods again, as earnest as ever.
"More than anything."
For a moment, Reo just studies him, lashes dipping low as a pleased grin slowly curls across his lips. He leans in, pressing a gentle kiss to the tip of Nagi’s forehead, his gaze never once leaving his.
"...Does that mean you accept my offer, Seishiro?"
And without hesitation, Nagi nods once more.
“Yeah. I want to be Reo’s,” he murmurs, eyes fluttering as his breath catches. “Because I love him. I always have.”
Again, Reo dips even closer, his breath warm against Nagi’s lips. Faint, a teasing kiss.
“Then tell me again,” Reo whispers, lips ghosting over the corner of his mouth. “And don't stop.”
As always, Nagi listens.
He jolts when he feels Reo’s tongue trace lightly along his lower lip, coaxing him to open up- just before he nips at the soft flesh, a tiny playful bite that makes Nagi flinch. He swears he can feel Reo’s smile in the way their lips meet.
“I love you, Reo…” Nagi’s breath hitches when Reo’s kisses trail down his cheek, ghosting lower until his mouth brushes his neck. He feels Reo gently tilt his head to the side, baring the skin there like he’s claiming him piece by piece.
“I love you,” Nagi whispers again, his voice trembling with each word. “I love you, Reo, I-I…”
He jolts when he feels a sudden nip at his throat- a sharp bite that sinks just deep enough to send sparks shooting through every nerve. The heat comes quickly, rushing through his veins like wildfire, leaving his mind reeling and his limbs boneless under Reo’s touch.
“...Love you,” he breathes again, words slurred as a rush of heat floods through him- leaving him lightheaded, his body feeling completely weightless under Reo’s touch. “I love you, Reo. Only you...”
And without warning, he feels something inside of him snap. A rush of more arousal pulsates through him, like a fire burning him from the inside out before the world warps around the edges, sound bending and twisting.
His vision blurs and devolves into darkness as distant voices echo in his head- muffled, layered over each other. His breath catches, chest tightening as he strains to clear his head of all the extra sound, until one voice rises above the rest- clear. Familiar.
Reo...?
…Hey, Chigiri. Can I tell you something? It’s wrong, but you have to promise to never tell anyone.
Yeah, of course. You can tell me anything.
I want a human to love me. To fall in love with me- like true love.
...Is that so wrong?
…True love?
Yeah. I think the humans call it that. I'm not sure.
If love is what you want, then why choose a human?
You’ve spent too long in the human world, Reo. You should know better.
Perhaps. But it’s interesting. Humans are interesting.
Interesting and selfish...
Ah, come on... don't be so pessimistic. Aren't we the same way?
...I don't know, Reo. It's different.
I don’t think that a human would ever love a succubus. That’s not a luxury we have.
You’d be better off finding a demon mate, you know.
...But maybe I will find a human one.
…That’s wishful thinking…
I know. But maybe out there, there’s actually a human who will love me.
Someone who would love me for who I really am, and…
With a tiny gasp, Nagi’s eyes suddenly snap open. He stares up into vivid violet eyes, wide and glassy as Reo gently strokes his cheek with a thumb, the delicate claw just barely grazing his skin.
“Oh. You’re finally back,” Reo coos, his sweet voice thick with affection. “Did it hurt that much, love?”
Nagi blinks up at him, dazed. Slowly, he shakes his head.
“It was fine,” he murmurs, his voice a little hoarse. “It felt weird, but I'm okay.”
“Yeah?” Reo leans in just a bit, his small brows raising with mild concern. “Are you sure?”
“Mm. I think...” Nagi shifts under the sheets before reaching up to touch over his neck. “Did Reo do something to me?”
Instead of answering right away, Reo giggles and leans back, reaching for something on his nightstand. He opens a heart-shaped compact mirror and holds it out toward him.
“Ta-da~♪” he hums, tilting it just right so Nagi can see the reflection of his own neck. “Now our contract is sealed.”
And at the sight, Nagi’s eyes widen. There, just at the base of his throat where Reo had bitten him, a small purple brand glows faintly- intricate and curling around pale skin like a tattoo.
He reaches up to touch it, fingers brushing gently over the skin somewhat curiously. It’s still faintly warm.
“Wow,” he murmurs. “Looks cool.” He tilts his head the other way. “Really noticeable too.”
Reo beams, snapping the mirror shut and taking it back with a little flourish.
“Don’t worry. Only other angels and demons can see it,” he says proudly. “No other human will be able to see my mark on you.”
Nagi pauses, blinking slowly- before meeting his eyes again.
“...But I wouldn’t mind if everyone else could see it...”
Reo laughs at that, clearly pleased. His tail swishes behind him, slow and content.
“What the hell? Do you like being mine that much, Seishiro?” he purrs, voice dipping low, breath brushing Nagi’s ear.
“Yeah. I won’t let Reo be hungry ever again.”
“Oh? You’ll spoil me that much?” Reo leans forward to ruffle his hair, pleased when Nagi obediently nods. “What a good boy.”
Again, those words send heat through his body. Nagi exhales softly just as Reo lets out a pleased little sigh, his fingers tracing lightly over the mark on Nagi’s throat before drifting lower. He presses his palm to Nagi’s chest, right over his heart, feeling the steady beat beneath his touch.
“This is exciting. So exciting,” Reo breathes, almost to himself. “I’ve waited my whole life for this, you know?”
Nagi’s eyes lift at that, curiosity flickering across his dazed, flushed face.
“For what?” Nagi pauses. “A mate?”
Reo nods enthusiastically, bright purple eyes glimmering in the dim light around them.
“For a true mate!” he emphasizes, tail swishing behind him excitedly. “Someone who wants me- really wants me. It makes me so happy.” He tilts his head back, long layered hair brushing over Nagi’s cheek as he laughs, breathless and soft. “Hells, I thought maybe it’d never happen.”
In a way, he’s the same way, right? That’s all Nagi ever wanted.
To find someone who would see him, to keep him, to never let go. Someone who would stay with him throughout everything, someone who wouldn’t leave him, and someone who would love him.
Perhaps they had more in common after all. How odd.
Without a single word, Nagi lifts his hand and gently tucks a strand of hair behind Reo’s ear before moving in close, wrapping around Reo’s waist and pulling him in tight.
“...Ne, Reo.”
Reo makes a little sound under his breath.
“Yes, beloved?”
Nagi tucks in closer to his front, the tips of his ears burning bright.
“It kinda feels like we’re married now,” Nagi murmurs, his voice muffled against Reo’s chest. “In your weird demon way or whatever.”
Reo bursts out laughing at that, his tail flicking happily behind him.
“Huh? Married?” he giggles. “Of course not. Unlike marriage, being mates is eternal.”
Nagi lifts his head a little, eyes widening. “Really?”
“Well, yeah,” Reo says, grinning as he leans back just enough to see his face. “Unless you want to break our pact and—”
“That will never happen.” Nagi cuts him off, voice quiet but certain. “I love you, Reo. So Reo has to stay with me too, okay? Until the end.”
Reo stares at him for a moment- maybe longer than he means to. There’s something raw in his eyes for just a heartbeat, like he’s hearing those words for the very first time.
Then he exhales, a soft, shaky laugh bubbling up as he melts back into Nagi’s arms.
“Right,” Reo whispers. “Until the end, love.”
... And that's exactly what it was, right?
( It’s love. True love.)
