Filled with Passion

“You would think... that moving a cabin... uphill... would mean that-fuck! That they would.. put on some fucking stairs!” Noémie cursed out as she struggled to crawl upwards. She grew annoyed at her robe feeling it stick to her skin. It was a cool day down below, uphill it was rather freezing. Not snowing but incredibly cold with some wind, and yet she was sweating due to the exercise of crawling up the slope.

“You get used to it.” Leone replied, wiping the sweat off his forehead. He figured it would be tougher on him, he carried the most weight with his armor and tonics after all. Though much stronger than the elf, he still grew tired and felt the air was much thicker up above.

“Quit whining elf. I told you to make some sort of teleporting spell or something to get us up there.” Nihja shouted back. Noémie grunted and rolled her eyes. “Shut up, I told you before I don’t know those kind of spells. Why don’t you just grow your wings and fly instead, huh?”

“Alright that’s enough, we’re almost there so just hang on a little longer.” Leone answered back, narrowing his sights as they continued. True to his word, in a few passing minutes they had arrived. Pebbles and loose rock formed an amateurish path to the cabin, beyond that was a large acre of land filled with graves. Further on, a large stone structure, perhaps a temple to remember and honor those in passing? “Bless the gods, we’re here.” Noémie sighed, catching her breath. “Cemeteries, not my thing. Betting some coin it’s a hag behind it.”

Noémie looked at her before scoffing. “A monster that steals corpses? Could just be a gravedigger stealing jewelry.”

“Can’t be it.” Leone said. “The man mentioned the holes were dug not by shovel. It wasn’t clean like one, and the wooden tombs were ripped open in pieces. His wife was concerned so she convinced him to pay someone else to check instead.” Nihja shrugged, “It’s all show but no pay. Hag probably just wanted to scare him off.”

“We’ll see. Let’s go and check.” The hunter replied, marching forward. The two women shrugged and followed behind him, walking through the opened gate and searching around. Sister Leone decided to search the small building, which upon closer inspection seemed to be a tomb for someone of importance. Nihja sat down on a gravestone with Noémie scoffing in return, garnering a look from the succubus. “What?”

“You’re treating a man’s grave as a chair, have some respect.”

She frowned. “Please, at least he has a grave. When’s the last time you’ve seen a burial for demons? No one mourns us, so forgive me for being tired and taking a seat where I can.”

“Look, the life of a demon can be rough I assume but that’s no excuse to be disrespectful of the deceased.”

“Disrespe- my ass is tired! And if taking a seat is too much for you, you do realize we’re here for a gravedigger right? Most likely a hag nibbling on the slight bit of flesh she can feast on anyway, why don’t you take a seat and rest?” Noémie frowned and answered, “Because unlike you, I don’t care whether or not I carry a demon inside. I am still human.”

“Elf. Not human, dear.”

She rolled her eyes and groaned, walking away and keeping distant from the young fiend. Leone meanwhile had been inspecting the small building, finding a stone tomb at the center surrounded by flowers and roses. The top was open.

With a deep breath, the young hunter exerted himself and pushed the heavy cap away, holding his breath as he saw what he could only describe as pure clothes and bones. The clothes seemed to be one of younger times, around one century and a few decades old. Ancient to say the least, however it seemed to have been holding something as its hands were placed on its chest but the fingers were pulled off. Looking down at the ground, he found his foot kicked what at first glance was a pebble but with further examination appeared to be a finger that popped lose. Something wanted what this corpse was carrying.

Nihja lurked around, bored and kicking pebbles around when a soft squeak was heard above. Looking up, she found herself staring eye to eye with two bats hanging off a tree branch. Her eyes widened and flashed red, but receiving no response from the bats she sighed in relief. Just bats, nothing more.

Noémie glanced around, wondering what it was they were looking for. Plenty of graves had been defiled, enough to be a simple grave robber. Even with the damage it inflicted upon the wood, it could be simply from a thieves’ tool or weapon. But were it so, then there would no reason for them to shred the wood so badly when they could simply pry it open from the side latch. It was odd to her and she wondered if maybe these men weren’t the brightest, that could explain the damages.

Snap!

Looking back, she was alarmed and quickly with a flow of her hands and a soft incantation, her left hand spawned a soft ball of fire and held it up to her lips. One huff and the fire would spread to whomever was unfortunate to confront her. She called out but heard nothing, shouted Leone’s name and heard nothing. She shook slightly, she was nervous but stood her ground.

Curious that you accept my gift so lightly, sister.

She shook her head, no, the voice cannot come back this time. Not now. She needed to remain calm and ignore the evil inside her as it continued to taunt.

I wonder, did you ever have the ability to craft fire, dear girl? Or is that all my doing?

“Be silent.” She whispered back. “You are not welcomed now or anytime. Be gone!” Her eyes searched the fog, frantically hoping to catch Leone or even Nihja to put her at ease. Something was upon her, and now Asmodeus began to tempt her once more.

You fear you cannot stand on your own, why join the hunter then? You are no fighter, I made you quite the lover, and magic was but a simple trick for amusement before. Now you feel it don’t you, the essence coursing through you. All my doing of course, I can make you strong. I can make you fierce, just release my bonds, my pet, and I will handle this threat of yours.

“It’s going to take a lot more than that to tempt me!” She shouted before turning sharply upon hearing running footsteps. She blew fiercely into her hand, casting an array of fire upon the intruder who in turn held up his cloak to protect himself. “Hey-hey! Noémie! Stand down!” The hunter shouted fiercely. Noémie stopped in her attack, holding her hands up and covering her mouth in shook. Unbeknown to her, her eyes had flashed a sharp bright red before fading away to their natural color blue color.

“By the gods, are you hurt? I am so sorry! I-uhnn!”

The elf was ambushed, tackled from the side as soon as her guard was down. Leone pulled back his cloak to see her and the figure disappear into the mist. Drawing his dagger, he ran to their direction when a sharp hand reached for his ankle and pulled him back, making him fall flat before turning around to face this ugly creature. It snarled and glared it’s once human eyes upon him, small strands of white hair hanging off her scalp, wearing only rags to conceal her chest and waist. A hag.

Nihja stood up upon hearing the hunter’s screams, her eyes piercing into the darkness to see him struggle beneath a hag. Darkness was no hinderence to the vision of a demon, nor was any fog or mist no matter how thick. She hesitated and held herself, she could not simply betray her kind and attack the hag. However, helping the hag would rid her of the trouble of being with a monster hunter, she would be free once more.

“Damn it.” She growled, why was the choice difficult now? A few nights ago she would have no trouble letting this man die, why have an alternate piece of mind? She frowned and noticed the hunter’s fallen dagger a few paces away from him.

‘I cannot kill her or save him, but perhaps...’

The bats hanging nearby stared intently upon the girl, recognizing her to be a succubus immediately. They observed as she walked towards the hunter and kicked his dagger to his hand, of which he grabbed it and fiercely stabbed it into the hag’s throat. Interesting...

Noémie shrieked and found herself pinned against the wall, having to deal with her own hag. It snarled and pulled back it’s hand, wielding a rusted dagger. The elf’s eyes grew wide as she was shocked, her body paralyzed in fear. Her eyes locked with the monsters own eyes, and upon staring into them the hag stood still and recoiled in fear, letting go of the elf’s throat. She was speechless at that happened when suddenly Leone threw himself onto the creature’s back and stabbed her multiple times in the chest. It screamed and thrashed until finally nature took hold, slowly falling onto the ground succumbing to its wounds. He was panting and short of breath as he looked up to her. “Noémie, are you hurt? Noémie!”

“W-What?” She gasped upon hearing him repeat himself. “Yes-no! No I’m.. I’m fine.” What had happened that made the hag let go... did she scare her?

The lone succubus looked down upon the first hag’s corpse, finding it was holding a satchel full with keeps. Curiosity took over, as she fumbled through the bag fishing out human bones and scrap, left over apples and fish before something caught her eye. A necklace, similar to the one around the elf’s neck but far more... detailed. She could feel the metal was enchanted somehow, as if wielding magic within its large red ruby embedded into it. Staring into the red stone, it shone brightly back and she felt a slight shiver course through her. She gasped and turned around, finding the two bats nearby. One shrieked at her before flying away, the other cocked its head. This time it’s eyes glowed red back to hers.

Nihja stood up, alarmed as the bat spread its wings and took off. Observing it fade away into the distance, she took one last opportunity to investigate the necklace before finding an engraving on its back. Footsteps approached her as the hunter and elf arrived, calling out if there were any more monsters nearby. “They’re gone, I assure you.” Nihja replied. Noémie looked curiously at her as Leone sighed and sheathed his dagger. “Only two hags then eh? S’pose you were right I guess.”

“Yea.. she was.” Noémie said back. “What do you have there?”

Nihja shrugged and threw the necklace to her. “Just a silly trinket this hag carried with. Stealing for belongings, that’s all they were up to.” Leone walked up to Noémie’s side and inspected the necklace. “What’s this writing behind it?” She asked him. He squinted his eyes before giving up. “Don’t know, I don’t recognize that kind of writing.”

“It’s nothing, just a love poem that’s all. A lovers thing.” The succubus replied back, staring off. “We should probably go, it’s getting cold here.” He nodded and soon after the three of them made their journey downhill.

“Two hags? Are you sure?” The old man asked once more. Noémie giggled as she repeated herself. “Yes, we are sure. And here, we found this. She must have been carrying these for her own amusement, take caution as the visuals may be too much, but do be sure to put them back in their place if you can.” The man shook his head and accepted the satchel, placing it on the floor nearby before walking back up to the elf and hunter. “Well, many thanks for you and your help, all of you. Are you sure she would not want to accept these herself?” He mentioned to the lone woman standing far back outside the wooden fence. Leone nodded and rubbed his head. “It’s fine, she tends to be shy with newcomers. But I assure you, it’s fine.”

They thanked the man as he closed his door, Leone sliding his coins into his pouch while Noémie concealing them into her own satchel. “Are you sure she deserves her coin, she didn’t really help us up there.” She asked. “She helped me, she gave me my dagger. If she didn’t, I’d probably suffer a few wounds. It just seems fair she be rewarded like the both of us.” She shook her head. “Well, I suppose it is fair to give her a bit of coin before we part ways.”

Nihja turned around watching the pair approach her before the hunter handed her a pouch of coins. “Here you are, your share of the keep. It’s uh, getting dark once more. Do you mind if... well i suppose since we have money now we can-”

“You can save yourself some coin if you stay in my room for tonight again. I wouldn’t mind... the company was nice.” She smiled softly. He nodded and sighed. “Well, I’d hate to be rude. But if we are too much, we can purchase our own bed for the night you know?” She chuckled before walking pass them. “Oh, I know. I know.” Noémie frowned seeing the hunter smile before they both walked after her.

Nihja sighed and gasped as the hunter entered her once more, her breasts being gripped firmly by his hands. “Oh yes... back inside..” He began his rhythm, thrusting inside her harder with each passing minute before slowing down and laying on her, kissing her neck and shoulder as she hummed softly. “Mmmmm... gods you show much passion in this. Taking me like a lover-ahh!” She shouted, clutching around him tightly as an orgasm snuck up on her and she raised her head up. He moaned and met her lips with his, silencing her and enjoying one another deeply. The headpost of the bed rattled and tapped against the wall repeatedly as Leone began taking her once more through her climax. “Oh! Oh yes! Ahh!”

Noémie frowned and blushed deeply, sipping her drink and hearing the thumps upstairs. They arrived and settled for a drink, and a few mugs of rum later the two had paired off and slipped upstairs ‘sneakily’. Not too sneaky when Nihja excused herself as if to retrieve something she left behind with Leone following soon saying he needed to move a few things. She understood that one was a succubus but by the gods, had they no sense of privacy in their quarrel?

“Why the soft pout, sister?” She glanced up to find a waitress smiling and refilling her drink. “Well, I came in for a drink with some friends but find myself the odd one out.”

“Ahh, third wheel huh? You know I didn’t think sisters could drink.” She replied, sitting down with her. “I thought you nuns weren’t allowed to indulge in such unholy pleasures?” Noémie smiled and shook her head. “We can do many things, I assure you.”

“Do tell.” The waitress replied. “Lucky I am done working for the night. Mind if I keep you company?” She nodded. “Not at all, please. I welcome it haha.” The two sat together and began to drink and talk, joining each other and laughing at their silly remarks and jokes. “You know, I have to say how you caught my eye. I’ve seen followers of the faith before, I’ve even caught a glance at elves but never one that is in between. And I must say, elves definitely are a cute race.” Noémie found herself blushing and thanking her. “Such compliments, but we are no different from your kind you know? Just pointy ears and taller heights.”

“And better aging, I swear I can not tell if you are 20 years or 80. Either way your beauty never fades, and you are beautiful.” She blushed once more and giggled, taking a sip of her drink. “You know, if your friends find themselves busy in their room... you can stay in mine?” The two stared at each other, both speechless at the change of tone.

“Uhhnn!” Leone groaned, holding her waist as she bounced upon his member, grinding herself onto him and enjoying the feeling of bliss of him filling her. Nihja shut her eyes tight and squeaked as another orgasm took hold, one she attempted to hold back and failed. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the display on him. “Well, that makes four. But I find myself getting close so-” He took her by surprise, holding onto her and rolling around so that he was on top of her. They faced each other with the young succubus biting her lip as he whispered back, “Let’s try and finish together with number five.” They embraced each other and kissed once more, moaning into his mouth as his hips began to rise and fall, pistoning his cock into her tight warmth once more.

Noémie gasped and turned her head, her hands squeezing her breasts and pinching them as she felt that warm hungry tongue snake it’s way inside her lips and enter her. She could not contain the pleasure she felt coarsing through her and shouted to the heavens, raising her hips slightly. The waitress smiled and continued her oral ****, licking and kissing the elf’s maidenhood and suckling her clit delicately, her squeals and moans being the ultimate reward to the actions she received.

“B-By the gods! Right there! Right therrrrrre!”

Her body fell down as she gasped and groaned, feeling herself give in to the woman’s mouth and feeding her the juices she desired. She moaned between her legs, licking and sucking each bit until she felt the elf had enough to give, pulling back and wiping her mouth. “Gosh, you taste amazing. Every bit as sweet as I thought you would. But now, sister.” She climbed up and placed her legs around the nun’s face, letting her have an eyeful of the glistening wet pussy in facing her. She found herself licking her lips in anticipation much to the waitresses amusement. “Now it’s my turn. Mmmmmmm~mmm yessssss...”

“Just like that! Just like that!” Nihja gasped, her hands clawing her lover’s back. Leone winced slightly before pausing, pulling back up until only the tip remained. “Nooo...” She moaned, feeling empty inside. He shook his head no before raising her leg, moving her to her side. “No scratching, Nihja. Those claws hurt.” She frowned before her eyes flashed red, her horns slowly growing out from her forehead as her tail peaked out. “You know, it is rude to keep a succubus waiting.”

“Even more rude to wound the person she’s fucking. If you won’t behave, no more cock.” She groaned and shook her waist softly, feeling herself rub against his still hard member but unable to push him back inside. “Please, just a little morrrrre...” He smiled, feeling happy with himself. It was quite a turn to feel himself hold the power in turn. “Promise me, Nihja, that you’ll play nice?” She bit her lip before mewling once his hand reached out and squeezed her left breast. “Promise me.”

“Ohhhhhh... please, yes I promise to be a good little demon slut now fuck meeeee...” He smiled and thrusted back inside, both moaning in unison as Nihja closed her eyes and smiled. “Yessss... ohh fuck yess, take meeee.” He groaned, feeling himself pulse inside her alarming her as well. They both knew what that meant. “N-Nihja.”

“I’m close! Ohh gods-yes! Oh... oh! Oh so good, oh fuck... uhhhnnnnnnn!” The waitres squirmed and rode her hips back and forth, riding Noémie’s face before pulling back. She gasped for air, her mouth and cheeks wet and covered in juices. Licking her lips, she noticed her hand seemed to be glowing red, the markings on her skin were acting up again.

You know this was not my doing..

“Whoa, whats that supposed to mean?” The waitress asked, laying beside her. Apparently, the red marks across her whole body had begun to glow softly. She shook her head and rolled onto her back. “It just means I’m turned on, I suppose.”

“Really? Well, it would be rude to leave you in a state like that.” She moved around and crawled on top of the naked elf, smiling once they were face to face before adding, “Don’t you think?” Noémie breathed heavily before they locked lips and traded kisses, rubbing each other in every pleasurable way before she back away and locked her legs between Noémie’s. “What are you-”

“Trust me, this will feel heavenly.” She winked and rubbed her pussy against the elf’s own lips, making her gasp as the sudden shock of pleasure shook through her. Soon she retaliated and moved her hips back in return, as both woman began scissoring each other, building their pleasure in unison. “Ohh.. ohh fuck this is all just-aah!” The waitress shouted. Noémie shook her head and screamed back, “B-By the godssss... I’m almost therrrreee.”

“D-Do it hunter... feed me now, let go and fill me with your seeeeeeeed!” Nihja begged, biting her hand and squeezing her nipple hard. Leone gasped and pushed himself deeply inside her, complying to her wishes as she felt him burst in what felt like a small growing feeling of warmth entering her inner core. Her eyes rolled back and her body fed off the pleasure inside, erupting into her own orgasm as she came with him. “Oh yes! Fill me!”

“I’m!”

“Cumming!”

“N-Nnnnyaaaaaah!”

Noémie found herself hugging the waitress, falling onto their sides holding each other in bliss and comfort. Leone collapsed onto his demon and found himself spooning her, much to her delight. The elf ignored the demon smiling inside her and let her eyes drift away, feeling the woman’s soft breath on her skin as they slept. Nihja smiled and held onto her hunter’s arms, feeling comfortable in his hold. Feeling wanted.