Options and potential.

Considering everything, I fully expected to be summoned to my own dreams again that night, and I was right. We had tested the Normality runes as best we could and found their limits, just like Frey asked. Now, what I didn’t know was if she had an immediate fix or just wanted to talk about it.

As always, she summoned me to a perfect dream recreation of my bedroom. It never truly mattered before since she just floated above me and I just sat on my bed. I guess it was meant to give everything an air of familiarity considering how weird the idea of talking to the sex ghost in my head was.

This time, however, my jaw dropped and my brow furrowed in confusion when I saw that Frey’s shadowy figure had her back to me as she sat on my desk and worked on my computer, typing on the keyboard and all.

“W-What are you doing?” I asked her.

“Giving this thing a try. Writing is SO much easier here, holy crap,” she answered. I found it worth noting that she was typing really fast. “You use it every day, so I have a good grasp of how it works. Plus, I like the sound of the keyboard.”

“Do… Do you need to write? Can’t you just make things appear out of thin air here?”

“Hm? Of course I need to write. Thinking doesn’t turn ideas into concrete concepts. Like, you can think of a song but it doesn’t really take form until you pick up an instrument, right?”

“Ah. Okay, I’m following.”

“Writing helps me figure out what I can do to fix the problems with our runes, but doing it by hand took way longer than this.”

“Sorry. I guess… I never really considered that you’re… actually living here. Doesn’t it get boring or lonely?”

“Hm? Nah, not at all. I see everything you see and I’m here for the ride. Plus, I finally get to work on all these ideas I always lacked the power to see through. The lust elixir you’re making with Luke is interesting and I think I’m starting to really get the hang of runes. There’s a lot more I want to do, both sexual and non-sexual, so I have plenty to keep me occupied. As for feeling lonely… Hm, no, I’m good. I have you to look after, so why would I be lonely?”

I let out a sigh as I smiled. “So long as you’re happy…”

“I am. Usually. Not right now, though.”

“Hm?”

Frey turned around on the desk chair and looked directly at me. “Oliver, when the FUCK is prom happening!?”

“Ah, that…”

“Yes, ‘that’! Ugh, I know this is just a game and I admit it’s kind of hot, but fuck me I’m at my limit here and I know you are, too! You need to fuck, boy! Like, properly! Blowjobs are nice and all, but, but…!”

“Dammit, I know!” I argued back. “I feel it, okay? What the girls and I did today was really fun, but it didn’t satisfy me. Normally it would, but now it’s like it only leaves me wanting more!”

“That’s what a craving is. And… Well, I admit some of it may be my fault, but I think it’s more than that. See… Sexual energy, magical energy, CAN be found in humans. It’s just exceptionally rare. Like, one-in-a-million rare if not more. But it can also be awakened, and… I get the feeling you’re awakening to your own power, something that has nothing to do with me.”

That stunned me for a moment. “W-What do you mean?”

“Okay, maybe it has something to do with me. I’ve been using my magic through you. That has slowly made you awaken to a dormant potential all humans have. Magic. But since it’s a succubus’ magic, sexual magic, your power ended up of the same nature. Basically, Oliver, you’re awakening to your own sexual energy. And I think the insatiable hunger you feel is a combination of that, my own hunger, and the very bad timing of this abstinence game you’re playing.”

“Um… Uh… That… You mean I…”

“You can potentially use magic on your own, Oliver. But more importantly… This means we have a second power source now.”

“Huh?”

“I’ve been looking at the Normality runes and seeing the results of the tests. To put it simply, we’re asking way too much of it and the restrictions aren’t enough to make up for it. To be able to make them work like we want, meaning that they’d give you the ability to fuck in the open without being noticed, we have three options: One is that we put more restrictions on it. Things like ‘it only works inside buildings’ or ‘it only works if less than 10 people are in the vicinity’. Going that route is not ideal because we’d be missing the point. Another option is optimization. I’d have to rework the runes from the ground up, look for new combinations and try to find the ones with the best results. Honestly, that one could either be the best or the worst option. I don’t actually know if there is a better version of this spell, or if there is another version at all. Research could take forever, and while we have time, I don’t like spending my time working on something I have no idea will produce results. And our final option is the simplest but also the hardest. We can simply add more power and compensate that way.”

“More power? So… Spend more sexual energy?”

“Yeah. The issue with this is that, even though we have a surplus of sexual energy, the amount we’d need to pull this off would leave me exhausted. That would reflect on your own physical condition and the energy we’d make back wouldn’t be enough to break even, if that. But if you learned to control you own power, we could add, no, multiply our energy and have enough fuel a spell as demanding as this. I’d need to also find a way to multiply our power instead of just adding it together, but I can think of a few things already. So…”

Frey was mostly talking to herself by now. Again, putting thoughts into words helped her turn her ideas into concrete concepts. And listening to her… It drew me in. It helped me get over the shock of hearing that I was awakening to my own power.

If I could do all this stuff on my own, did that mean I didn’t need Frey anymore?

…

Fuck, what a disgusting thought. No, let’s reword that. It would mean that I wouldn’t need to depend on Frey, and instead I’d be able to pull my own weight and work alongside her. If I learned to control this, then combining our power would let us do even more.

…

Didn’t think I’d find myself smiling at the prospect, but there I was.

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