Confessions

John was underwater. It felt like a flow pulling him through the deep. Eternally pleasing, and deeply relaxing.

He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling over him. This wasn't the sea. It was Layklé's room. And the flow that was pulling him was less a pull than a sucking. A by now quite familiar sucking.

He pushed the blanket back and looked at the succubus, who once more was fully dressed. If one could even call it that, given how her basic outfit revealed enough to be considered the appropriate time to stop a Striptease at.

"Don't move." Layklé once more portrait her unique ability to talk while having a dick in her mouth. His dick.

"What the... Layklé, what have you done to me?" With shock he remembered that last message and quickly checked his health.

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John silently cursed. If memory served right, that was 7 hp less than his previous max amount, not even touching on the topic of his low current HP. He also just send a silent pray to Gaia that she finally would stop changing the colour template, because it was getting out of hand by now. Before he could find any more thoughts, he was sucked back into the present.

"I need to make this very clear John. I can't have you tell anyone about what happened yesterday." Okay, one moment? Yesterday? Didn't he only have one day to train? And now he had spend it losing health for fucking Layklé? Great...

She softly bit down on him, only to get the attention. This seemed important to her. "And I know you can do those magic promises thing. So make one. Promise me that noone will ever know what I did or I bite off your dick!" She kept her teeth around him, now more a warning.

It may have been due to just waking up, but John was uncertain what she was referring to. Sure there was the sex, but she couldn't really be meaning that, right? After all she was a succubus. They were known for having sex.

"I... Can't do those spells anymore. But what is even going on? Why are you asking this. Layklé I am still exhausted from what we did." He tried to pull his dick out of her mouth but to no avail.

"Alright... Then promise. You must never tell him about me!" Okay this was not only playing the pronoun game, this was fighting the end boss of it.

"Layklé. You may think that I had a lot of things planned or whatever it is you accused me of yesterday, but let me be honest. I dont have the slightest idea who you are talking about. Or what I shouldn't tell that person." Ouch. She bit down a bit.

"Idiot. You want me to say it? Fine... I am talking about... You know... him... the Hero Maker. And if you tell him about me, I will never stand a chance! So don't even think about it!" It was a weird feeling for John. On the one hand it was always unpleasant to hear a hot girl confess her interest in someone else to him. On the other hand she did it while sucking his dick. If that would be the norm of 'how to be friend zoned' then he wouldn't mind spending some more time in that zone.

But even if it meant to risk feeling some more teeth, he had to burst her bubble. "You know... I won't tell him anything if you don't want me to, but I am afraid he might know already that you are... Let's say, not a virgin anymore. He knows you are a succubus, so don't you think he expects you to have a lot of sex?" Now her mouth fell open and John simply slid out of it.

"W-wait a second, John. Do you mean to tell me, that he might not like me, because we had sex?" Now it was at John's turn to be surprised. If it wasn't the sex she wanted to keep secret, what was it?

"I mean, maybe, I don't know. But please, Layklé, just tell me exactly what I shouldn't talk about. Because I have no idea and I don't want to tell it on accident." John blinked a few time because he was uncertain if his eyes were to be trusted right now. She blushed again, this time even more than the last time.

"You jerk... wanting me to admit it... why do guys need to be so complicated... Fine! I say it. I am a slut and I like sex." She burried her face in his crotch again, apparently really following an instinct of hiding her face like that.

"Ehm, what? Okay, I have several questions about that. First, I don't think anyone who looked at you would not think of you as a slut." Aaaaand the teeth were back. "But it's okay. There is nothing wrong with that. I mean... god, how do I say this? Ehm, what exactly is it, that you want from him? Maybe I understand you better if you explain it first." She turned her head up and looked at him.

"Well, you know... I wanna be his... girlfriend." She said and only continued as John gestured her to do so. "Oh god, just normal relationship stuff. I want him to tie me up in his basement, whip my breasts, **** and fuck me, use toys to stuff them in me... big toys... oh so big... hmm... hurt so good..." She mindlessly started sucking on his dick again while her eyes closed.

John enjoyed it for half a minute before he coughed a few times, calling her back into the real world and out of her dreams. She just picked up where she left off as if nothing happened. "You know, where I come from, something like relationships don't exist as you have them. They wouldn't make sense, I guess... For a succubus, a relationship is what you call a 'quickie' or a 'one night stand'. But if I heard that right, your human relationships are like those, but you do it again and again and very often and every time I want it, he sticks it inside me! You see, most succubi aren't sex crazy. They used it back then to fight. If we got the opponent to fuck us, we win. We enjoy it, how couldn't we, but we only survive by having others enjoy it more. We can't fall for the desire. Never. But I am broken. I am a useless succubus. I like sex. So much, John! I want to fuck all day, every day. But I am supposed to be the queen that gets begged for sex. Not the one waiting on the bed with a spread hole waiting for whoever feels like using it. So please John, don't tell him how much of a failure I am. If he finds out, he would never want me. Not that he seems to want me anyway."

"What do you mean?" He asked her.

"He left. After talking to you and making that stupid magic promise thingy, he just left. I thought he was coming back but he didn't... and I thought you told him to." Now John understood a bit more.

"Is that what you blamed me for yesterday?" She nodded.

"I thought you had noticed how much I liked him and then asked him to leave as a punishment for me. I'm sorry. That was stupid of me. He had not left because of you. I must have bored him. Or worse, what if I was too eager? As he gave me the power for my wings? Do you think he found out how naughty I am then and stopped caring for a mistake like me?" John reached down and grabbed her head. She let him do it, but against her expectation, he pulled her up and hugged her.

"Layklé, there are two things you absolutely need to know about, so listen closely. First, you are not a mistake. And you are not broken either. And do you know why I know this? Because you are the first divine succubus in ages. You have managed to do what all those manipulating prudes didn't. So if anyone is broken, it's them. And not only that, you are also strong. You wanted to stop feeding on your partners, because you cared for them. You are willing to go to length I could not imagine anyone else going. So never think you are damaged again, because you are perfect just the way you are." He softly moved his hands over her back, as he heard a quiet sobbing and a whisper.

"Thank you." He hugged her a bit more before letting go of her to look into her eyes.

"And secondly, you may have to update your knowledge of the people of this realm. Because where I come from, if you find out your girlfriend is sex addicted, it isn't a reason to break up with her. It is a reason you can brag to your friends about, before you fuck her even more." He chuckled at her confused expression. "Trust me, if what you said is true, then proving how sex hungry you are will only make you more liked here." Slowly that info sank in. Drop by drop. Until she exploded in an emotional hug.

"Thank you, John Newman. I won't forget this. Here I start paying for it right away." With only minimal movement of her hips, she managed to take him back inside of her already, or maybe still, soaking wet pussy.

"No! I mean, I would love to, but what we did before exhausted me. And you took a good bit of my life energy permanently." John was moaning strongly. It was one thing to say no when offered sex, but a completely different topic if it was already going, and on top of that with a being made to be sex personified.

"Also we must go. If it really is already the next day, we have to leave for Italy." Layklé pouted and he realized how she had wanted this at least as much as he did. "Don't be sad. I have an idea. It will be a pretty long flight. So, if the others don't have any plans preventing that, I will teach you all you want to know on how to create a human relationship. I have probably seen more anime than you have had sex, so I should be able to tell you all the little details about how to get to first base. And if it's possible, I might even fuck you on the plane." He smiled and she agreed, finally releasing him from her bear-hug-with-a-dick-massage-via-pussy-muscles.

Just as he left the room a window popped up.

God damn it, Gaia.