A Hunter, an Elf, and a Succubus

“Mother, Noémie is ready and calling for you. How is Leo-oh by the gods!” Gabrielle shreaked upon entering the room, waking up Leone and Élise. Élise sat up and covered her breasts as Leone grunted before noticing the situation. “Uhh M-Mother! I uh.. we um, N-Noémie is waiting down stairs!” She squealed before racing back down the steps in a hurry.

Leone sat up as Élise covered her face in her hands, wondering what will come of this now. Before the hunter could speak, she placed her finger onto his lips to silence his words before shaking her head. This would be her problem to deal with, not his. Let him get ready to depart, she would deal with this later. Leone himself got up and began to dress up, thinking if they should mention of what occurred last night. Curiosity would not leave his mind before he felt **** to speak up.

“Élise, we should talk about last night.”

She shook her head before raising her arms, stretching slightly before pulling her robe back on. He sighed softly, missing her naked body already. “There are no words hunter, only focus on what happens now not what happened then.” Wise words, however it was not enough to keep him at ease. “Do you regret it?” He asked before she turned with a sharp look of surprise. “Never, never will I ever come to regret our night of passion Leone. Don’t you dare question if I regret mating with you, I’ve never been more proud, more contempt with my decision. But I cannot be the one to hinder your journey, nor can I join you. Our paths lead us elsewhere hunter, Noémie needs you more than I do.” He agreed, last night was one full of passion and pleasure, but it cannot drive nor change his plans. He needed to take Noémie, to save her and finish the job. His job.

“Right. My dagger?” She pointed towards a chair where his dagger sat when he reached forth and set it against his waist once more. He smiled and both of them walked downstairs to meet the band of nuns awaiting them at the main doorway. Noémie had her arms crossed before she looked up to see them approaching and nodded. “Took long, are we ready?” He nodded, feeling Mother Élise let go of his arm as the two large doors creaked open, the sun rays hitting his face and the wind felt against his hair. He turned around and said his goodbyes, thanking them all and promising everything will be better now. “Do take care of Noémie, Hunter. She is one of ours, we leave her life on your hands now.” One older sister said. He nodded and saw Élise smiling and nodding her head in agreement. “May the gods guide you and be in your favor, Leone Nishi Nohera.” She stated, the others agreeing.

“Vo! We shall pray for you sister!”

“Yes, a prayer for every night!”

“And one for our hunter too!”

Leone shook his head laughing as their voices soon became distant, looking back to find Élise now speaking with Gabrielle it seemed. Best of luck to her now, as their journey was just beginning.

“So hunter,” Noémie began, “I need to ask something about me.” Leone nodded as he walked over the fallen tree. The two had exited the village hours ago, finding themselves crossing a forest. It was that or following the road, the hunter made it clear that the road was the safer passage. However, crossing through the forest was much quicker, and Noémie wanted to have her life back in her hands. But something had been occupying the young elf’s mind, she had felt this soft tingle coursing through her since she first awoke after the incident. Ever since then, she had been instructed to keep the medallion that once belonged to Mother Élise around her neck at all times, even when bathing. She had many questions since and felt it necessary to ask him now.

“Leone, Leone Nishi Nohera... that is your full name yes?” He nodded. “Well Leone, what is it that’s happening with me? I... I feel odd since I first came to after the possession, I am aware that the demon remains sealed in me but I must confess to feeling a stranger sensation around me. Do you know what it is?”

He turned around and paused in mid step, staring at the elven nun as he thought about her situation. “Noémie, how long have you practiced magic?” She blinked and stood still. “Come again?” The hunter cleared his throat as he repeated himself. “How long have you practiced magic? You formed a summoning circle and performed the ritual, that alone takes more practice and knowledge in the arts than even I know of. Then there is Gabrielle who helped make the sealing spell for you using Élise’s medallion, that was a gamble in hoping that the sister knew of magic as well. She did, so that tells me that your house of god doesn’t carry your ordinary nuns. Do all of you practice magic, or just a select few?”

Leone was most curious in asking as not everyone had the capabilities to perform magic. It was a gift bestowed from above, but after the desecration of the sacred land that gift was corrupted and torn from many, only few are left able to use magic in their lives. Curiously the ability to use magic has been passed down to future generations, but it only adds more questions to how it works. Leone himself can only perform the most basic of magic, in truth it was so few and useless to him that he preferred not to use them at all. He knows more than he can do, but without the power and practice he may as well be a teacher and share this knowledge to a practitioner who can make some use from it.

Noémie sighed as she began her response. “We can’t all use magic in the house of god, in fact Mother Élise would scold us if we were caught. ‘Performing magic under his roof is a constant reminder of our greatest sin’ she would say, ‘a reminder of that which he gifted us and that of which we rejected.’ But the few of us that can do it, we do it in beneficial ways for the people. Healing magic, calming magic, relaxants and such. We don’t steal and we don’t perform, though if I am to come clean I have entertained children before by juggling fireballs a number of times haha. It was worth it just to make them laugh and smile. But I wanted to be loyal to the faith, so I would not do it.”

“But then you went in and summoned a demon.” Leone added. “It’s not that simple hunter, I explained myself that my intentions were to summon an angel not a demon. I-I wanted to do more for the people of my village, for the sisters of the church. I wanted to be... helpful I guess. It’s.. I don’t know, I just know I can use magic but..”

“But being restricted from it made you feel useless.” He finished for her as she nodded. It’s not hard to believe, she seemed to carry a lot of talent for magic. It helps that she is an elf, elves are naturals when it comes to magic. “I understand. So you say this tingling feeling is all around you since you woke up?” She nodded, this could be a side effect of carrying Asmodeus inside her. He would never admit it but the hunter needed to keep his guard if at any point her seal were to break and Asmodeus were to return. Better she and the other sisters think that the seal would last for their trip, he had no idea if it could last the night. To seal a spirit, yes but to seal a head demon? It was all just a gamble, and hearing her odd feeling made him slightly nervous.

“We must hurry before sunset, there’s a town further head. We can manage to make it and rest under a warm bed tonight.” They both continued walking further ahead. “But I brought in some sleeping bags, we can just make camp at a secure place and sleep there, no?” Leone scoffed. “Outside there are no safe places to rest. We make camp, I can’t guarantee we’ll wake up again.” She stayed silent and continued following him, unknowing of his true reasons to find a town. His coins were low for the night, he needed to find another quest to make some extra coin for their travels. Food, water, medicine, all necessities for the journey that awaits them.

• • •

He had grown worried when light began to fall, slowly the darkness grew more and more as Noémie offered they stop now and make camp, but at last he saw light in the distance. Torches set around the town, they had arrived albeit a bit late.

The duo walked inside and dropped their bags, with Leone snapping his fingers for his cloak to remove itself. Noémie took note of the display and with a few motions of her hand, a sharp red spark glowed out from her fingertips before flowing through her arms, past her body and towards her gear, removing it from her and keeping it levitated. Leone raised his eyes. “I’m impressed, you can copy tricks just through visuals?” Noémie stared at her hands before shaking her head. “No, it’s a cute trick I figured out when I was ten. But something isn’t write, it sounds weird but when I did this before my aura was gray. Now it’s red... sort of like the markings on me. It’s like it’s... not even my magic anymore?” He raised his eyebrow at her remark, that sounded familiar to his encounter with that succubus before, Nihja. After she.. well, after their encounter her eyes had glowed a blue aura rather than her natural red, and blue was his same color too. It was rather odd to say the least. “I... cannot say, any thoughts of mine would be simple guesses. But, we mustn’t dwell on awful thoughts. We are at a bar it seems, why not relax and enjoy ourselves?” He tried to show a smile as his hand reached for his pouch onto to be reminded of the limited coin he had left. “Here, a drink would do you some good. I’ll go around and introduce myself, see if I find an inn with a good bed or two for us.”

Noémie nodded as he stood up and walked by, his cloak following him before wrapping itself around him once more. No one paid any attention as the room was full of music, laughter and glass clinking side by side before men began gulping down their rum. She looked around and found many women among the men, all dressed in such beautiful dresses as they flirted with potential men carrying a coin or two to spare. Suddenly her chair to the right was pulled back before being sat on. A woman now accompanied her, sitting down with her elbows in the table as she smiled. She had beautiful red hair that flowed past her shoulders and eyes reflecting that of the blue sky. Her skin was fair and glowing and Noémie scolded herself mentally for peaking at her size D breasts that hugged softly against the beautiful red dress which did nothing to conceal her figure. Truly she was the kind of woman that got all the attention regardless of whether or not she seeked it.

“Hello there, you’re not from around here obviously. With those robes I would say you’re some kind of church goer, yes?” She had the softest voice to her too, Indeed this woman came to be more and more as every man’s fantasy. “No, not a church goer but a church follower. These robes mean I am a sister of the faith.” She corrected her. The stranger giggled and raised her hands snapping her fingers. “Boys, fetch me two drinks for my friend and I.” Noémie tilted her head. “Friend? I hardly know you.”

“Let’s change that than, shall we? Here, I’ll start with proper introduction. My name is Nihja, and yours?” She was hesitant but eventually proceeded. “I.. I am Noémie.” Nihja giggled as a man came by with two mugs full of rum for the two ladies. “Many thanks my hero.” Nihja said, kissing the man in the cheek. He blushed and walked away, going off to show off his experience to the other jealous men. “I’m sorry, where are you from Noémie?”

“Um, Keh Namut. Perhaps you’ve been there? It is many paces west from here, you can’t miss it.” Nihja smiled. “Oh, are there more people like you there?” Noémie raised an eye. “There are plenty of people in Keh Namut, it is a well populated area with many wonderful people. And yes, at the church their are other sisters like me.” The woman chuckled under her breath and scooted closer, staring into Noémie’s eyes. “That’s not exactly what I meant silly. Here, I’ll try again. Are there any other people in there just like you and me?” Her eyes glowed a bright red once she ended her sentence, smiling and licking her lips.

Noémie gasped and scooted back. “You’re a demon?”

“Hush, voices down unless you desire we both be caught. Why are you surprised, you can’t smell me like I can to you?” She was puzzled. “Smell? What, no! No no, I’m not a-” She covered her mouth before lowering her voice to a faint whisper, “I’m not a demon like you!”

“Hmph! How rude, and you’re a terrible liar. Though I guess it does answer why you’re a weird mix.”

“What does that mean?” Noémie demanded to know. Nihja reached for her arm and pulled her robe back, exposing her forearm and red tattoo-like marking from her palm down her forearm. “See, I believed this meant you were some sort of conjurer elf that deals with magic spells or something, but I recognize the marks. They’re from home, well my home hehe. You’re not a true demon, your a demon’s slut!” She grinned and sucked on Noémie’s finger, who in turn pulled her hand away. “A demon’s slut?” She repeated, annoyed and angered by the succubus’ words. She nodded her head. “That’s right! A whore, a slut, their flesh to ****. You and I both crave sex, but see I remain a demon while you are still human, well elf I guess. Can’t miss those cute pointed ears hehe. You know, technically you are just a pet, the property of another demon so in a way I am higher in the food chain than you, sweetheart. And right now, I have never been hungrier.” She licked her lips as her fingers caressed Noémie’s hand and arm. “You know, in hell they say that you don’t know what it is to fuck an angel until you’ve had your way with an elf. I really want to fucking know that feeling, and right now I’m so damn wet for you right now. And I can feel its presence inside you, that demon wants to go at me too. So let it go, and I promise you we will both have the most wonderful night of our lives. We’ll fuck like there will be no tomorrow hehehe.”

Noémie blushed as soft whispers began to echoe through her ears, erotic whispers relaxing her, soothing her, making her... feel this woman wasn’t so evil. In fact, she had never laid eyes in a more beautiful enticing woman until now... no! Those were not her thoughts! “Oh no, it’s happening again...” Noémie shook nervously as her red markings began to glow. “It’s awake, that demon in you wants to play.” Nihja winked as she held her hand, calming the poor elf. “Don’t worry, I’ll help tame that beast inside you. Lucky for us, I have a bedroom for tonight upstairs. I can’t wait, I can just smell the desire emitting from you so badly right now. I can just smell... me?”

She gasped as a dagger was drawn and held against her neck, hearing a familiar voice whisper into her ear, “I thought I saw the last of you back in Oman Sau. Let go of her hand if you value keeping it.” She sniffed the air once more before recognizing the dagger that nearly took her life. Slowly she let go, raising her arm to assure him she meant no harm. Leone sighed before sheathing his dagger, shaking his head at the situation. What are the odds that she would be here as he was passing through? The gods must be laughing upon his misery right now, he knew this was the consequence of mingling with a demon.

Before he sat down, he felt two arms hook around his neck before pulling him in to a deep kiss, a lover’s kiss, with Noémie gasping at the sight. Leone returned it without meaning to, he felt something slip away yet also something change inside him. Like a sort of new tingling sensation creeping through his being. The two parted from their kiss with Nihja smiling hypnotically to him, her eyes glowing red. “How I missed my noble hunter and prayed to the gods I could see him once more and properly reward him.” He frowned. “You don’t pray to gods.” Nihja giggled and slipped back into her seat, allowing her hands to slowly slide down his chest to his thighs before releasing him. Noémie in the meantime crossed her arms. “You recognize this demon?”

“We’ve fucked before, sweetheart.” Nihja replied as Leone rolled his eyes. “Far from it, I merely spared her life before finding your village. Didn’t think I would regret it until now.”

“Aww, come now noble hunter, you soothe me with your words. I too regret not going all the way with you then, but now-”

“Now I’m on a mission and you’re here to be a pain in my ass.” Leone responded. The succubus giggled gleefully as a young waitress passed by and left another mug for them. Nihja thanked her and gave her bum a quick squeeze before winking at her, letting the waitress depart with a red face. “Must you be so... sexual?” Noémie asked. She turned around, “It’s in my nature, beautiful. I can’t help who I am, but I am more than willing to share.” She licked her lips making Noémie look away. How was she coming close to allowing this succubus to have her way with her? “Anyways, lover, what brings you and your secret here? You mentioned a... special mission?” She chuckled before raising her hands. “I’ve been true to my word, noble hunter. I’ve not claimed any lives since our last encounter.”

“None that we know of so far.” Noémie added. The demon rolled her eyes and continued. “As I was saying, I’ve been true to my word and ever so thankful for you sparing me. Allow me to return the favor. All the beds have been booked for tonight, lucky for you two I have one room upstairs.” Leone raised his eyes. “What makes you think we need assistance finding a room to stay?” She giggled. “Oh so you plan on traveling through the river at night with all the drowners and the ghouls and the hags lurking about? Then by all means, you may reject my offer. But, if you do need a room then...” She leaned back in triumph. The succubus was right, the cards in her favor. “Fine.”

“What? You can’t be serious?” Noémie asked. He nodded. “I am. We need a place to stay and I need some light to map where we will be going. Some food and drinks would be very grateful as well. We’ll accept your offer of ‘generosity’ Nihja, but you will do nothing with Noémie understand?” She tilted her head, wondering why he seemed protective of her but shrugged nonetheless. “As you wish. Now, I have had my fill of rum so if you desire so I can lead you to my room right now.”

“By all means.” He replied. With a smile, she stood up and led the way, taking them upstairs and, fishing out a key, opened a door in a hallway with many that led to her bedroom. It was small, not much room offered aside from a circular window that looked out to the woods and a comfortable bed against the wall. There was a wooden closet and a mirror with a small table and one chair. A room for only one, now to be shared by three.

“Of course, we will all have to share the bed.” Nihja stayed, clearly enjoying herself. Noémie scoffed and placed her bags against the wall with Leone letting his cloak hang inside the closet. “Make yourselves comfortable.” Nihja said as she calmly began to undress, revealing her breasts before peeling her bottoms down and wiggling her rear to the elf who blushed and looked away.

She smiled and flopped onto the bed, hanging her head out of the edge and making sure to smile to her, letting her see her breasts as an invitation. Leone rolled his eyes and sat on the chair, rolling out a map and grabbing a few writing tools from his belt pouches. “Oh to pass the time. I know! You guys want to hear a funny joke?” Nihja asked with no one responding.

“Pfft, so much enthusiasm. Well no worries, this one is one of my favorites. A hunter, an elf, and a succubus walk into a bar...”