A few scrapes...

Seamus waited until they were back in the castle before attempting to move, his wings pinched uncomfortably between them. Remembering the last time, Seamus carefully moved his arm from under himself, but stayed down while Sireah looked around, her sword and gun at the ready.

Seamus started feeling Sireah's body with his hands as well as he could, checking for any warm wet spots.

"Your Majesty...as much as I enjoy the groping, I'm fine, I wasn't shot." Sireah said tightly. She shifted a little, giving him room to move his wings from their awkward bend before lying back down, spreading her wings to cover his, her knees now on his left side.

Seamus was tired of entering his new home in this manner. "Any bruises?"

"You'll have to visually inspect for those later, Your Majesty." Sireah looked the other direction as multiple guards transported in.

"Perimeter is secure. The mid and long sphere guard from His Majesty's workplace has reported back. The assassin refused to allow capture and chose death instead." Lal reported.

Elaln knelt down and held a forearm out to Seamus as Sireah shifted off of him. Seamus accepted and felt a tail lift his hips off the ground at the same time. He looked down just in time to see Sireah's tail dip down as it slid away from him, brushing the front of his pants.

Seamus shook his head wryly. He got the feeling he'd always be able to depend on Sireah to flirt even in the most tense situation. And it helped. Seamus felt mildly more relaxed, but he still felt very tense.

Sireah placed a hand on Seamus's shoulder. "Lal, casualties?" She asked.

"None, Nocis-Tbl-Sais." Lal reported.

Seamus relaxed and patted Sireah's hand gratefully. "We need a way to solve this in the future. Why is Lucifer using assassins? I thought his modus operandi was infiltrate, infect, corrupt, spread?"

Sireah shook her head. "He uses whatever methods work. This will likely be the last attempt for a while, Your Majesty. The first resulted in casualties because we were still setting up the guard routine. We have the routine down now. He'll wait until boredom sets in to strike again, or change vectors." Sireah smiled. "You can tie up members of your guard anytime, anywhere and we'll still be able to protect you now."

Seamus mock glared at her. But the jest did what it needed to do. He felt better. But then, he felt his limbs start going cold and he started to shake. It was at that moment that he realized there were two of Sireah in the room. "Hey, I didn't realize you could split yourself in two."

Both of them looked at him in concern, looking swiftly over his body from head to toe.

And a black, gold, and white smear with leather wings and scales, with green fire licking from the eyes swooped in from the shadows of the ceiling and flapped to a landing in front of him. Two rigid vertical paws held his shoulders, claws snicking in and out swiftly, sliding past his body.

"Oh, hi, Na." Seamus grinned goofily. "You can't wear clothes today. Hey! Nice! No shavers are cutting your fur right now!"

Na leaned in close and placed her slight human/cat snout with pink-tipped nose close to his neck, baring her razor sharp front teeth and licked his sweat.

Na shifted and breathed in his exhalations, her nostrils flaring significantly. From there, continuing to breathe in deeply, she then slid down his front.

"Na, I don't know about you, but I think I could use some coffee. I don't think a blow job is what I need at the moment." Seamus laughed.

Na tucked her face in just above his heart and repeated the sniff and lick process.

"Na, that tickles. I love your whiskers by the way. Has anyone told you you're gorgeous?" Seamus smiled at Elaln who carefully handed him a half full cup of coffee. "Thanks, Elaln." He took a sip. And grimaced. "Cold."

Na pointed to one of the guards behind him who held Seamus upright as she climbed onto his shoulders, bracing her lower self against the floor with her tail and gently beating the air with her wings, then sniffed his wing.

Finally after a careful examination of several parts of his wing, Na jumped down, went to her knees, slid his pants and boxers down to his ankles, and pushed his legs slightly apart.

"Woah! Ooh...you know, I don't feel so good. Is something off with the coffee?" Seamus looked accusingly into the cup of coffee.

Na licked the skin over his femoral artery and sniffed hard.

Seamus giggled. "Whishkesrkses on my sepisn! I kile hat...why do I sound so funny?" Seamus frowned, sobering up. He handed the coffee mug back to Elaln.

Na carefully pulled his clothes back up and gently arranged his scrotum to avoid pinching as she redressed him. Stepping back, she folded her arms over her middle pair of nipples and pushed up her upper breasts. "My liege, what did you eat for lunch?"

Initially confused at the non sequitur, Seamus replied: "What I usually have. Coffee."

Na's tail went rigid and then lashed angrily, her wings snapping out and folding tightly against her back. "My liege. You are starving your body of necessary proteins."

Seamus looked around at the concerned looks of his guard and the teeth grinding of Sireah. "What's changed?" Seamus went to sit down and realized there wasn't a chair where he needed to sit. Until there was, mists swirling and dissipating from the chair legs. He sat down heavily.

"You have wings, my liege. Human skeletons are too heavy for you to fly without massive changes to your skeletal structure." Na informed, going to her knees in front of him, placing her paw-hands on his knees. "You need massive amounts of protein and carbon to drive the change."

Seamus saw the swirls of black, gold, white, and green of her face partially resolve and he saw the concern radiating from it. That, now more than anything forced him to sober up even more, but he still laughed. "The only thing I could think of that would have the requisite strength to weight ratio, and require that much energy would be if I was manufacturing something like carbon nanotubes in my body!"

"Are those things that are long, thin, microscopic rolls of arrangements of carbon atoms?" Na asked.

Seamus stared at her in shock. "Yes."

Na nodded. "Then yes, my liege, that is what your body is manufacturing and replacing your bone structure with. And your breath has way too much carbon in it."

Thankfully, Seamus was already sitting down.

"Or your body would be changing if you weren't starving it." Na said darkly. "Give me a moment please, my liege." Dark fog covered her and she vanished from in front of him.

Seamus stared at the space where she had voluntarily disappeared from, in full view of everyone. Feeling the chill running down his spine, Seamus had to try to figure out if the chill was related to his bones being replaced or if it was related to Na. However, he didn't have long to question it because the black fog snapped back in place a few feet in front of him with a pop and Na reappeared, a tuna bigger than her body wriggling, trying to escape the teeth sunk into its spine near the tail.

Na straightened her forearm, wrist, and fingers. Her claws flew out from her fingertips to their full six inch length and she slashed behind the tuna's head, severing the spine. She swiftly carved a few choice bits from the tuna and gestured to a few guards, indicating to hold the tuna off the floor, Na stepped over to Seamus and held the morsel out near his face.

Seamus grinned stupidly at the sight of the two guards staggering as they tried to keep the tuna up, finally the guards just chose to call forth a table and set the fish on it with a heave. At the claw insistently poking his chest, he turned back and saw Na thrusting the food at him. He held out his hand and nearly shrunk back at the dark miasma emanating from the green fire at the edges of her eyes and instead opened his mouth.

Na placed the piece of fish in his mouth and Seamus obediently chewed and swallowed. Then he had to be restrained by the guards as he tried to lunge at the fish.

"You'll make yourself sick, my liege." Na said. And slowly fed him another bite. And another. It wasn't until the swirls of color had finally resolved into sharp edges Seamus realized he'd eaten a sixth of the tuna.

Seamus turned and looked at Na with wondering eyes.

"That's how much fuel your body needs in meat each meal until it reaches equilibrium, my liege. If you were a kit, it wouldn't be this bad." Na said, kneeling on his left side. She looked at the guards and ordered them to put the rest of the tuna on ice.

Seamus quirked an eyebrow. "How much do you eat each meal?"

Na thinned her lips, jerked slightly and looked down and growled at her nipples. "About a tenth of that, my liege, unless I'm pregnant. Then that much."

Seamus absently reached out and placed a hand on her upper right nipple, rubbing the aftereffects of the shock away. Na purred and rubbed against him, interfering with his ability to continue, but her head darted in and nipped at his arm when he attempted to pull back when he noticed her tail lashing with embarrassment. Seamus moved to her next nipple and rubbed there and she resumed purring, her tail still whipping around, puffed with frustration.

"Ahem." Seamus looked around and saw his guards finally looking less stressed, and faintly amused. He stopped his hand movement but left it on Na's middle right nipple. Na straightened from her hunch, the purr still rumbling in her chest. "I guess everyone's happy now." Seamus sighed. "And I'm going to have to find a way to ensure I don't drain the world's oceans just to survive."

Na shook her head. "Don't worry, my liege. This came from a demon world that my people keep well managed." Her eyes half lidded, she smiled and licked a small bit of tuna from the fur on the back of her arm. "And it put up a good fight..." She frowned, and licked a cut she had found next to the bit of tuna on her right arm next to a gold stripe. Then paused and froze while her tail curled around her legs in chagrin. Looking up at the group around her she stood up again and sauntered from beside him to in front of Seamus.

Hopping onto his lap, Na licked his cheek. Seamus groaned as he felt the head of his penis suddenly slide all the way inside her with one swift movement after she finished her cheek lick. 'How does she continually do that without me even realizing it?' Seamus wondered as she gently rode him, her internal muscles working hard and Seamus again felt himself finish faster than he had intended to a self satisfied smirk from Na.

Na leaned forward and kissed him. "I'm carrying six kits, my liege. You're very fertile." She whispered into his ear, her whiskers tickling. At that, she slid off of him, tightening her vaginal muscles as she did so, then bent her head down and licked him clean. After, she slid him back inside and rebuttoned his pants, stood back up, leapt straight up twenty feet and winged to a shadow and vanished in black fog.

Seamus shook his head in wonder. Six kits. He wondered how quickly they would grow, and how much of his own human, Incubus, and Fae traits they would inherit. Frowning, Seamus then wondered other than the naming, what Fae traits had he inherited?

"Something the matter, Your Majesty?" Lal asked.

"No. Just wondering what abilities I've got from my Fae background. And what will pass down to my kids." Seamus leaned forward in his chair, thoughtful.

"Glamour is something you've inherited very strongly." Nazps-Odo said from the doorway.

"What?" Seamus looked up.

Nazps-Odo glided in easily, her black, threadbare robes nowhere in sight. Instead, she was looking quite disgruntled wearing a long black skirt, a black blouse buttoned up to a dragon clasped choker, with black eyeliner, black eyeshadow, black lipstick, and black cheek contour and blush. If it weren't for the plainness of the skirt and blouse she'd look like the quintessential goth, and the wings only added to the overall look.

Nazps-Odo was wearing black, sequined high-heel shoes that Seamus frowned at but he remembered Alice buying for an event, Alice laughing and saying that she'd never be able to walk in 7" heels, but her friends had bet her she couldn't do it and she'd refused to back down.

Alice had been right, of course, in that she couldn't walk in them and Seamus was happy he'd brought the 5" red leather heels with little steel rings. He had locked the red ones on her feet after the seventh time she'd stumbled going from the car door to the building entryway in the black ones. She'd protested, but had acquiesced far to easily to have actually been wanting to continue wearing those black ones.

Seamus realized his mouth was still open and Nazps-Odo had asked him a question. "I'm sorry, could you repeat that please?"

"I saw your wings and tail when I first arrived. Shortly later, I lost the ability to see them. I initially thought it was the barrier against my magic but even when I access it, they shimmer instead of resolving sharply. I take it this is not intentional?" Nazps-Odo repeated, watching as three guards walk toward the door, struggling with the weight of the fish. She didn't comment, but instead ran her right forefinger on the tail of the fish, her left hand making a slight movement. A brief expression crossed her face, too fast for Seamus to parse.

Seamus shook his head. "No. Did Alice dress you or something?"

"Yes." Nazps-Odo plucked at the clothing distastefully. "Why, I don't know. My old clothing suited me just fine."

"Your old clothing was so threadbare it completely exposed large parts of you." Seamus said.

Nazps-Odo sighed. "Yes, and I wore it for ten thousand years." Her eyes sharpened. "Alice wanted to show you something she found in the upper reaches of the castle." Turning, she had nearly left the room before she paused. "I'm glad you survived, husband. I'd hate to go another few hundred thousand years before remembering to have sex again." And with that, she departed, the heels barely making a sound as she swept out of the room.

Seamus shuddered. "Why does the room feel warmer after she leaves?" He mused quietly. Apparently not quietly enough.

"I take in heat from near me instead of far away like most demons or angels, husband." Nazps-Odo's voice drifted into the room.

Wincing and chuckling ruefully, Seamus stood and decided to go see what Alice had found...and why she hadn't come to check on him after someone shot at him.

Ding. Seamus looked down at his watch. Ailis again. Asking for permission to kiss a stranger. Seamus ground his teeth but replied in the affirmative. He was not going to let her come home naked this time. He was going to answer her text, on time!...this time.

Seamus walked where he was directed to, paying attention to his watch carefully, immediately answering yes four more times, waiting impatiently for the final request to get dressed, and was about to use his ability to look through her eyes when Ailis finally asked to put her clothes back on. 'Yes!' His already typed out response was sent as soon as he saw her message. 'Now come home.'

'Yes, Daddy.' Ailis replied.

Seamus sighed at the reply. He loved her, he knew they were going to have to talk about this, but he didn't want to. He didn't feel comfortable with her calling him that, even in jest, anymore. Especially not if it seemed she wanted a different kind of relationship.

Grinding his teeth, Seamus wanted to curse the succubi for giving him this app in the first place and putting him in this mess, but Seamus knew their reasoning, and that didn't absolve him of his part. 'Lord, help me know what to do? I know you would never be in this situation, but how would you handle this? I have the memories to love her as a father, and as a husband. How do I reconcile them both, without hurting her? I only know a bit of her past, Lord, but I know enough to know why she has this kink.'

Seamus closed his eyes for a long moment as he walked down a straight hallway. 'I even kind of enjoyed it before I knew why. After I knew...she...' Seamus sighed again. And watched Ailis step out of the bright purple mist, her guard looking around and nodding in greeting as Ailis's guard integrated with Seamus's protection detail, staying close to Ailis's side. Bright blue and teal mist flashed and two other guards joined in the procession.

"Hello, Ailis, are you okay?" Seamus asked.

Ailis beamed. "I am now that I'm back! Umm... Please may I, ahem...go to my room and...masturbate, please?"

Seamus wondered at the abrupt switch but seeing her flushed cheeks and repeated failed attempts to close her thighs, he knew better than to ask questions. "Yes, Ailis. Go ahead." Realizing Ailis had forgotten something...and hoping it would be enough: "And have as many finishes as you want during your session." He said softly to her swiftly departing back.

Ailis called back: "Right, thanks!" Her micro skirt flew up as she raced down the hallway as quickly as her heels would allow, a hand darting back to push down the back of her skirt, her three guards peeling off and hurrying to keep apace.

Shaking his head and cataloguing that discussion as yet another one he needed to have but wouldn't be at the moment, Seamus walked up the next flight of stairs, and the next, and another. Quirking an eyebrow, he stood in front of another doorway to another flight of curved stairs up a tower and Sireah nodded in response. Sighing, Seamus finally got to the top of this flight of four hundred stairs, he'd counted, and waited while Sireah opened the door and walked out in front of him.

Seamus stepped out and stopped in shock and awe. For above him was the Cat's Eye Nebula. And in front of him mostly in her birthday suit, was Alice. Her corset had rearranged into a different fabric, but it was still there, tight against her torso. Alice was standing next to a hot tub on the roof of the circular tower, her eyes concerned, but her smile ready.

Seamus suddenly noticed that the fret boards were digging in rather more than he'd noticed earlier, making white lines on her breasts and another white line on her pubic mound. He winced and wondered if the corset would make a better structural spot, and just like that, the corset added decorative filigreed fretboards in the right locations, and the former boards digging into her skin disappeared.

Alice smiled. "I wasn't going to say anything. But yes, they were digging in sharply."

Seamus grimaced and at that Alice shook her head. "None of that dear. No guilt. Do you hear me?" She walked up to him and hugged him. "I'm glad you're safe. Now, join me in the hot tub."

Seamus smiled easily at her tone. "Giving me orders, are you?"

"Never." Alice stepped back and looked up at him, holding his hand. "Merely a suggestion of something you might desire." She smirked, and turned around, letting him see her rabbit tail which wiggled her love and affection at him. She sashayed over to the hot tub, leading him along.

Seamus stripped off his clothes and then realized he hadn't heard any hit the ground. Looking back, Sireah grinned easily, then lifted his boxers to her face and sniffed. Seamus groaned, he hated that trope...and from the teasing look on her face Sireah knew he hated that trope and had done it anyway. He threw his shirt at her head and laughing, Sireah snagged it with her tail before it hit.

Seamus paused briefly before reluctantly removing his watch and ring, then placed them in a little box by the stairs to the hot tub, inclined his head at Sireah toward the watch, and then climbed up. Sliding in, he groaned with relief. He shifted over away from the stairs and closed his eyes. Feeling Alice climb onto his lap, he opened his eyes and smiled at her. "Thank you for finding this." He looked up at the stars and just stared into the vastness of space.

Alice hugged him, her hands sliding up to his wings at the outer edges of his shoulder blades, put her head on his chest and snuggled in tight. "Of course dear." She whispered, tickling his chest hairs with her breath. Her legs wrapped around his lower torso, her ankles crossed at the small of his back and she squeezed tight with her legs, removing the last of the space between them.

Seamus didn't feel the fretboards digging into him and questioned it briefly but was distracted after Alice shifted so that a sensitive part of his anatomy was no longer pinned between her leg and his.

Breathing in and out, Seamus finally felt their bodies synchronize. He could feel her heartbeat thud hard against him as Alice began to silently weep. Seamus gently rubbed her shoulders, massaged her scalp and kissed her head as she let her tears mingle with the sweat on his chest, her head tucked deep into the crook of his elbow, her back shaking from the force of her sobs.