Huny

You tap Huny on the shoulder as she hands the last strip to Karen to cook. "Huny, I need a hand. Come with?"

"Now? It's almost time to eat. I'm still starving here."

"It won't take long. Please."

"You promise?"

"I promise we can come back when you want to."

She gives you a slightly suspicious look after that enigmatic comment, but she stands up and follows you away from the fire. You weave through a couple layers of underbrush before feeling satisfied you're far enough away from Karen. You turn back and smile at your partner for this afternoon.

"So what's the deal? Having some kinda girl troubles?"

"Succubus troubles, more like," you answer honestly. "It's part of still being a young succubus: I need my meals, too. Every day."

You remain silent for a moment as that sinks in. Realization hits Huny's eyes. Then it falls to her mouth, pulling both corners down sharply. "Seriously? You should have just grabbed Louie for this. Or Beans! Aren't you all kinds of fond of the gobo?"

"Not that I would object to that, but he isn't exactly...Look, I had him pressed to my chest for an entire night and he never got even half-hard. I need somebody who knows sex, and I need her fast."

"What, are you going to die if you don't get some action every day?"

"Worse. I lose my name. My status. Basically all of my combat potential."

Huny considers that for a few moments. "Damn. That does sound worse than the starving debuff."

"Thank you."

"So, what? You on me, me on you? Flip 69 and go wild on each other?"

Thank Archfiends for succubus powers; despite having never being taught what a word of that would mean, you can picture it all clearly. Although... "If you don't mind me asking, why do you know so much about sex?"

"I was one of Dick's cronies, remember? Even if Ana was the one in the center of it, all of us were a part. Well, that and the twins."

"The twins?" you can't help but ask as you shed your clothing, your interest piqued.

"When I was a pretty new hero, I met a pair of Monks. A brother and sister, twins with beautiful faces and toned, sexy bodies. They showed me a lot about being a hero." She pauses, then her voice takes on a more sultry, seductive tone. "Then they showed me a lot of other things, too."

"The brother and sister tag-teamed you?" you ask. You can feel your body growing hotter just thinking about that.

"Me, him, her; we all took turns in the center. Sometimes she ate me out while I was sucking out his sperm; sometimes he'd be ramming his sister's ass while she fingered mine."

The two of you are very, very close right now. Huny's warm breath is filling your ear along with her erotic tale, sending shivers down your spine. The scant clothing you were wearing is long gone, cast off somewhere behind you. Now her fingers sink into your breasts with a heavy squeeze. You moan in appreciation and move a hand down to return the favor by plunging three fingers into her moist slit.

"Did these monks...ever tie you up?" you ask between pants.

"Yeah. It started one time when she held me in a tight grapple while he plowed into me. I came so hard I squirted clear across the alley we were in. Seeing how turned on I had been by that, the next time they brought some rope and two wicked grins. I came so much I couldn't think straight, much less speak a coherent word."

Your tail shoots up and plunges into Huny's tight cunt, pushing to her cervix and then rapidly pistoning in and out. You can feel her passage squeezing it, rubbing it with every fold, trying to hold it inside. You make it tremble and squirm, dancing inside her to rub her pleasure cave in ways an ordinary rod never could. She has to give up on her story as a wave of ecstasy washes over her, making her jaw clamp shut and her toes curl.

Once she's come down enough to regain control of her muscles, Huny presses her body into yours and moves both her hands to between your legs. One begins pressing into you, one finger then two, while the other picks up your juices and begins to swirl them into your pleasure button. Electricity shoots up your spine and your hips buck forward, seeking more of her touch. You tail never stops moving, and even that is sending pleasure signals to your brain.

It isn't minutes before your resistance shatters along with your mind. You squeal in unrestrained ecstasy and feel your entire body tremble. Huny's jaw clamps shut and a wave of juice bursts out around your tail. The two of you remain like that for several seconds, barely staying conscious as the wave passes. Finally you collapse in a sweating, panting mess, half-coated in each other's fluids.

After lying with each other long enough to catch your breath, the two of you stand up and begin redressing. As you slide your leather jacket back on, you can't help but ask, "Huny. Was that story true? About the twin monks?"

She stops moving, staying very still for several seconds. "Lem and Lime are real, yes. But all of that...It wasn't as consensual as I made it sound. Happy?"

Um, no. You're more confused than ever. "Huh?" you eloquently express.

"Gods, you're so dense at times. They were experienced heroes looking for some teen pussy, and they found me. I was new and wanted someone to help me level fast. Do you really not get how this works? Ana isn't some strange singularity; lots of new heroes aren't lucky. Stronger ones use them as punching bags, as gophers, as sex toys--because they're too weak to fight back. The two who used me, at least they were temporary: four days of grinding, four nights of bondage. Dick, he's one of the ones who doesn't let go."

"And you?" you ask softly.

"I'm just a slut who let it happen." She starts walking away.

"Wait," you call, catching her arm. She looks back over her shoulder at you. You can see the tears starting to drip. "When I first... When we-!"

"No, don't worry. I get it. I was attacking you and you defended yourself. That's just what happened."

"But we didn't have to-"

"You sure as Hell had to! I was lust-crazed, not ****; I can still remember it. I needed Louie inside me right then as much as I need food right now. Look, don't take this talk to heart or anything. I just wanted to let something off my chest, and now that I did I'm going to eat."

This time as Huny walks off, you let her go. Now more than ever the world of heroes confuses you. They hate each other but still spend all their time together. The strong ones are tyrants, but the weak ones gather to them. And worst of all, you can't get one frightening thought out of your head: Huny hadn't said "lots of new heroes are unlucky"; she had said "aren't lucky." So whatever nightmares Huny seems to have gone through, that's the rule and not the exception.

Neither you nor Huny say much when you're back around the fire--though to be fair, neither does Karen. She's too busy stuffing food into her face like her life depends on it. Well, it sounds like it actually did. Finally you decide you need to say one last thing to Huny. A sort of apology.

"Huny, thanks again. For helping me. I...won't ask again, though, if you don't want me to."

"Are you still on about that? Look, Shelia. I don't mind. I'm not against some fun. What's a succubus doing suddenly thinking that's a wrong thing?"

Her comment catches you by surprise, but after processing you can only laugh at yourself. "Yeah. Thanks."

It comes as an afterthought, but that was probably the first time Huny ever called you by name. Something about that gives you a warm feeling, but in your heart instead of your womb.