Lois Wants Blaze All To Herself

"I..." the new half-demon tried to sort through her emotions. There was so much to think of. Her life. Her job. Family. Relationships. The reporter couldn't pick through it all at once. There was too much. All she could do, right this moment, was admit the one thing that seemed most true to her.

"I want us to be together. Exclusive. You and me. I want...I want us to have a relationship. Sex. Lots of sex, but not just sex. I want to get to know you, and I want you to get to know me, and I don't want to just rush into things, but I...I want to learn those things you have to teach me, and I don't want to be with anyone else." She blinked, as if to say it out loud made her realize she meant it. "Not even Superman."

"Well...I think I can agree to all of that," the scarlet succubus said as she ran her hands over Lois Lane's bubblegum-pink skin. "Although we'll have to see a lot of each other, if I'm going to keep your physical form hidden...lots of intimate contact...day and night..."

Lois stared into those pure white eyes. She couldn't tell what Blaze was thinking, but somehow they seemed...softer than before.

"What are you saying?"

"I know you want to take it slow," Blaze said, and she reached down to stroke the demonic reporter's stomach. "But I think we should move in together."

Lois's eyes went wide. It was a big step, and she didn't even need to say it, because Blaze pushed on.

"That way, I could set the glamour on you first thing in the morning...and your magic lessons could begin as soon as you get home...and we can make love at night..." The scarlet succubus ran a tongue over her sharp teeth, as though she could taste the idea. "You don't know the kind of desires that can come over a succubus at odd moments. The **** need to feed...for sex..."

The reporter swallowed.

"I...I don't really want to move..."

Blaze's Mona Lisa smile. Her hand moved up to rub the reporter's nipple, already hard...and bigger than before, the reporter realized.

"So I'll move into your place. I don't have much stuff...a toothbrush and a pair of panties and I'll be fine, so long as you're there."

Lois let out a breath. A part of her screamed that this was a bad idea...the reporter had always been careful not to let people get too close. Yet now Lois was...as she was. Angie was just like her.

"Okay," Lois said. "You can move in. But first things first..."