The best way I know how! (Taking Leanne’s ass.)

“Turn around.”

The soldier obeyed, pivoting on her knees on the ground. She glanced at you over her shoulders while her hands found the dirt; her back arched, accentuating the curvature of her butt under her crimson skirt.

“The succubus curse works through sexual transference,” you said, reaching in your travelbag. “It’s one of the most potent and dangerous forms of magic… but my mentor initiated me to it.”

“Mm-mh… Okay…”

Despite the hesitation in her voice, her hips swayed almost absentmindedly. You took out the purple flask Segora had gifted you, surprised at how steady your hand was. The translucent substance inside unlocked a world of ecstasy; if you weren’t careful, you would get lost in it. Your lust-addled mind recalled the one and only lesson you’d received in sexual transference.

Make them submit, Segora had said even as she surrendered her ass to you. Make their pleasure beholden to yours…

You met Leanne’s eyes and reminded yourself that the hunger there wasn't hers.

“Do you trust me?” you asked.

She nodded, pushing her ass towards you.

“Mm-hm…”

“Leanne! Do you trust me?”

The shadow of the demon was swallowing her senses, but using her name was your attempt to pull her consciousness afloat. The swaying of her hips slowed.

“Y-yes… I do…”

“Old primal magics obey old primal forces. Incantations will mean little here. We have to bend the will of… I have to bend its will to mine.”

“Mm-mm…” she nodded, her hips rotating in an enticing dance.

A ripple in her aura confirmed you had the attention of the succubus curse too. The demon expected it would soon be fed.

“A battle of will is like any battle. You hear me, Leanne? The best way to win is to fight together. Ready?”

Unsure what to expect and slowly slipping away, Leanne nodded emphatically. You freed your cock from your open trousers. Immediately, under your mage senses, Leanne’s aura flared like a brazier. A wave of raw lust erupted from her and hit you with maddening ****; its undertow pulled your whole world towards her. Only because you’d expected it did you manage to keep hold of your mind and body.

“Hhah!”

Leanne’s legs shook under her, and she fell flat on her chest. Her breastplate scraped against the dirt, her ass lifting up towards you in an obscene invitation.

“Colden!… Hhuh! Please!” she begged.

She flipped her skirt up to reveal her naked ass—her underwear must have been discarded by the imps earlier.

“What are you waiting for? Pleeeaaase!…”

Knees pressed together on the ground, she pushed her ass towards you, and her booted feet flapped about.

“Please, Colden! Fuck me!”

Your aura quivered. Her wriggling was incredibly erotic; moreover, you had never seen such magic at work before. The demon's shadow burned the deep reservoir of life inside her to release an exhilarating lure, cajoling and enveloping both of you with promises of ecstasy… But while the alluring power pulled at you with startling ****, your trained mind could detect the slightest writhing underneath—as if you were about to enter a pool of snakes.

Clinging desperately to the danger of the situation, you steeled your mind. You poured a generous dollop of oil on the head of your cock and spread it all over your erection.

“No need for this,” Leanne panted. “Can’t you see how wet I am for you?”

She lifted her hips higher, revealing her glistening pussy under her deliciously round buns. She slid a hand, and a copious amount of sex juices dripped down the inside of her thighs. You swallowed.

“Maybe you’re right,” you said as you straddled her legs.

A drop of oil fell from your tip and splattered one of her buttcheeks.

“Please,” she moaned, impatient. “My pussy is so empty… Give me your cock, mage… Give me your magical cock…”

At her words, a surge of lust coursed through you. She lifted her hips and pushed back, her hungry pussy searching blindly for your cock. You put a hand on her butt to steady yourself.

Make her… submit, you strained to remember.

You held her down with one hand; the other guided the head of your cock up to the tight ring between her buns.

“W-what are you… Nnh!”

She gasped and recoiled.

“Leanne… Do you still trust me? This… This is how we beat her.”

She shifted uneasily under you.

“W-why don’t you… why don’t you fuck my pussy? It’s so wet for you…”

Again, lust assailed you; the sight of her leaking pussy drew you in, sucking in your willpower. You suddenly recognized the effect of a Charm—a magical suggestion had laced her voice! The succubus curse grew in power and influence, the more Leanne succumbed to the lust. Had she been nudging you this whole time? You gritted your teeth, blocking the magical suggestion from your thoughts, and pressed the tip of your cock at her backdoor again. Her whole body jolted forward, away from you. You called to her, infusing her name with magic of your own:

“Leanne…”

But instead of the exhortation the shadow of the demon had used on you, you infused the name with pure, honest faith. Faith in her ability to fight, and in your joined power to overcome the curse. Faith, to remind her you were here to help her. Your benign magic brushed against the hungry, fiery shadow on her, and Leanne shivered as if rousing from slumber.

“Hhanh! I’ve never… I don’t know if I can…” she breathed.

“You can,” you assured her. “What you cannot do is give the demon what she wants. That’s how she grows stronger.”

The potent seed of a mage delivered in her hungry mouth or pussy would boost the demon’s influence so much more than that of a mere mortal—it would accelerate Leanne’s transformation, and it would cripple you, magically speaking.

“Let me take over, and I’ll beat her,” you promised. “This is the best way I know how. It’ll be painless for you, but excruciating for her."

You gave her a moment to process.

"Will you let me?” you asked.

Leanne took a deep breath.

“Ok,” she sighed. “Do it. Do it quick.”

“Give me your hands.”

That would make it harder for her—or the demon—to resist you. She hesitated, but once more, showed she trusted you and brought her hands behind her. Her wrists, covered with bronze-plaqued leather bracers, crossed submissively on top of her charred cloak as she rested her cheek on the ground. The crimson cloak of the Royal Guard usually draped down to their calves, but hers had been decimated to her mid back; the claw marks left by the imp who had mounted her still shone bright red on her exposed lower back. You put a hand on her wrists, pinning them against the scars. As your hard cock throbbed above her upturned butt, you realized that you now stood where the fiend had been when you had found her. A thought crossed your mind.

Had the imps been feeding the shadow of the demon within her?

If so, they might have bolstered its power.

“All you could think of was… cock in you,” you recalled.

“Hn?”

Your free hand grabbed your cock and rubbed the tip all along her dripping slit, eliciting a shiver from her. You collected her juices and brought your tip back up to her anus. Again, you felt the shadow of the demon stir within her, and her ass wiggled in protest.

“When the imps… took you," you pushed. "It was all you could think of. That’s what you said, right?”

Her breath caught in her throat.

“Y-yes… Hnn…”

You placed the tip of your cock between her toned buttcheeks and started pushing against the tight, cushy ring of her anus; briefly, over and over, in soft pulses.

“Hnn…”

“Say it again,” you instructed.

She breathed and wiggled. You could sense a battle rage inside her. You couldn’t let the demon take over her. You needed her on your side.

“Say it, Leanne.”

Your glistening, oily cock nudged at her tight entrance.

“Cock… in me…,” she moaned.

Her body relaxed a bit, and started moving with your pulses instead of against them.

“Good,” you breathed. “Say it again.”

The ring of her anus still resisted your poking, but with every thrust of your hips, it distended and kissed your tip deeper and deeper.

“Cock,” she inhaled, “in me,” she exhaled.

With your free hand, you poured another dollop of oil; you lathered it along your cock and pushed it into her ass with your finger. Still holding her wrists with the other hand, you started pulling on her slightly, in time with the pushing of your cock, to begin impaling her. She moaned some more. Your tip disappeared between her buttcheeks with almost every thrust now.

It’s working.

Her defences were softening up as she submitted her most **** hole to you. Soon her ass would yield and, with your cock buried fully inside her, you’d be able to shackle the demon.