Chapter 11

Amara stumbled through her front door, her body weak from the trek home. Even with Tessa helping her walk, she could feel the lingering radiant energy sapping her strength. Its sting came in waves, and a particularly nasty shock ran through her system just as she collapsed on the couch. She gestured to her front door, silently asking Tessa to close it.

“Another one?” the witch asked.

Amara nodded silently, clutching her sides as she waited for this spasm to pass. She briefly lost track of time, and when the episode passed, Tessa was sitting next to her on the couch. She happily reached for the glass of water that had appeared nearby.

“Don’t suppose you know how long this’ll last?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“Not even a little. I know more about nuclear physics than I do about Enochian. Plus, y’know, never met a demon before.”

Amara sighed. “Yeah yeah, I know ... stupid angel bullshit. What have I even done? Defend myself against Derek? What gives them the right to hunt me down like some kind of animal?”

“Look, I hate to say this, but that’s probably all you are to them.”

Another few seconds passed as Amara shifted on the couch, sitting up completely. “I still don’t know how they found me. Have they been after me my whole life? Just since I started turning?”

Tessa turned to face her, grabbing her hands and pulling her close. “I know this is frustrating, but there’s no way to know. What if we focus on something else? Maybe we can try to find a way to fight whatever’s going on right now? For all we know, it might not go away unless we do something.

“I’m open to ideas,” Amara grumbled, “this sucks.”

“Well, fighting back is normally easier if you’re stronger, right? Do you think you can still ... feed?” Tessa’s voice grew quiet, almost as if she were embarrassed to ask.

“Is that a serious question? Or is someone feeling a little frisky?” Amara teased.

“I mean it! You get stronger by fucking, it’s not a weird question!”

Amara laughed, still surprised at how flustered Tessa could get about sex when she wasn’t the one in control. “No, it’s a good question, and a good idea. Presumably, whoever’s hunting me isn’t going to stop, so I should learn how to recover from this.”

Tessa blushed. “So, how should we—”

Without waiting for Tessa to finish, Amara leaned in and kissed her friend. They stayed like that for a moment, enjoying the intimacy, before she pulled back and began speaking again. “My room?”

The witch nodded eagerly.

Amara had butterflies in her stomach as she walked Tessa back to her room. She had no idea why she was nervous, as they’d already fucked before, but something about this felt delightfully mundane. There were no magic circles, no vines, and she didn’t even have her demon bits. It would just be two girls, alone in a bedroom, having a good time.

“So, my feeding. I’m drawing from your arousal, not mine, which means the more turned on you are, the better. The more open you are about what you like, and what you want, the easier this will be. I know you really like my demon bits, but ... sadly those are out of the picture.”

“Amara,” Tessa started, “the horns, the tail, they’re not the only reason I’m into you. Like I said last time, I thought you were crazy hot even before you turned.”

She found herself blushing. “Well, all I’m saying is, what do you want to do?”

“I think ... last time I got a lot of attention. I want to explore you and see what makes you tick. Have you got any toys?”

Amara nodded, reaching under her bed for her toy box. As she opened it, showing everything to Tessa, she realized she hadn’t seen, let alone used, any of these toys since she discovered she was a succubus. Once upon a time, hardly a day went by without her playing with at least one of them. As she reminisced, it also occurred to her that she’d stopped watching porn. She had all these memories of her solo sex life, yet they seemed so foreign now, like they belonged to someone else.

“Oooh you’ve got plugs? I didn’t know you were into butt stuff!”

“I never used those, actually. Bought them on a whim, but trying them on my own felt ... I dunno, not worth it?”

“Would you want to give it a shot?”

Amara could see the excitement in Tessa’s eyes, but also noticed the vibrant aura growing around her. “Let’s do it! I can see your aura, so let’s hope that’s a good sign.”

With the logistics out of the way, Tessa eagerly took the lead this time. She leaned in, kissing Amara slowly before pushing her onto her back. The witch straddled her, moaning softly as their bodies pushed against each other. Their lips met eagerly, over and over, while their hands explored each other’s bodies.

Tessa brushed a hand against Amara’s cheek, softly holding her before turning her head to the side. She leaned in, kissing her neck, biting the sensitive skin. Amara gasped, quietly moaning in pleasure as she felt Tessa smirking in satisfaction.

“Can you feed yet? Just a tiny bit, maybe that won’t trip the magic.”

“I-I can try. You saying you’re sufficiently horny?” Amara teased. She moved her hands to her own legs, worried about what happened back in the staircase, and cautiously reached for the witch’s aura. Tessa seemed to be right; by playing it safe, the holy magic left her alone. She could still sense its presence, and felt like she was navigating around an electric fence, but she was able to form a connection.

The aura, and its energy, tasted delicious, but it came slowly. “Mmmm, that seems to be working,” Amara said, “you can’t feel anything, can you?”

Tessa shook her head. “Nothing. For all I know, you could be making it up to get laid.” She pushed her hands under Amara’s shirt, grabbing her waist and pulling her close as they repositioned their legs.

“Oh, woe is me! I’m afflicted with a terrible weakness! If only I had a hot, young nurse to tend to my every need!”

“That how you want to play this?” Tessa asked, smirking. She moved down, peppering Amara’s neck with kisses before pulling her shirt off entirely. “I’m afraid I left my nurse costume at home, got any other fantasies?”

“Wait, do you actually have— Fuck!” Amara couldn’t finish her question as Tessa’s teeth had found her midriff. She bit hard, just underneath her bra, leaving the demon to shriek in surprise. After the initial shock, Tessa lightened up, teasing and kissing her friend’s stomach before reaching up to undo her bra.

Amara continued feeding, and while the process was frustratingly slow, she appreciated the extra energy. She couldn’t help but notice that the magic shocks had stopped, and hoped that their plan was working.

She felt Tessa’s mouth move further down, her lips teasing her stomach, then her hips. She would still bite, occasionally, but she always kept it tame. Amara loved the attention, the teasing, and had to fight to keep her feeding under control. Tessa’s hands began undoing her pants, and soon after she saw the familiar glow of the witch’s tattoos. She felt another pull, and smirked as her jeans slowly pulled themselves off her body.

“That’s a neat trick, I’ll bet your partners love that...” Amara purred.

“They, uh, don’t know I’m a witch.”

“What! No way!”

“No one does, Amara. Well, no one used to. You and Nick were the first.” With Amara’s pants now on the floor, Tessa began tracing the inside of her legs.

“Well, either way, I’m glad you told me.”

“It’s ... nice to be open about it. More than I would have guessed.” Tessa bit the inside of Amara’s exposed thigh, causing her to jump in surprise.

“Be careful, I’m really sensitive there!” Amara yelped, her legs twitching as the witch continued biting her. She squirmed, giggling as Tessa held her down, unable to deny that the torture felt good.

Eventually, Tessa took mercy on Amara and stopped her assault. She hooked her fingers into her panties, pulling them down before tossing them aside. Now fully on display, Amara reached down to play with Tessa’s hair, then pulled her closer so they could kiss again.

Their legs intertwined, both girls slowly grinding against each other as they kissed. Amara’s hands explored her friend’s body, eagerly pulling off her shift, then her bra, so they wouldn’t have anything between them. Finally, with Tessa completely topless, she leaned in to kiss her breasts, biting her nipples to return the earlier teasing. The witch moaned, her body twitching, her hands grabbing Amara’s hair to keep her from pulling away.

After a minute, Tessa released her hold, pushing Amara back to the bed. “Alright, I’m done waiting, I want to fuck you!” She grabbed for the box of toys, pulling out two in particular, along with some lube. The first was a small bullet vibrator, the second was the smallest plug of the set.

“What do I need to know?” Amara asked, readjusting the pillow under her head.

“Just keep breathing and relax.” Tessa squeezed some lube onto the toy, then moved it into position.

“Oh! That’s cold!”

Tessa laughed. “Lube tends to do that. Here, use this vibrator, it’ll make it easier to adjust to having something in your ass for the first time.”

Amara nodded, taking the bullet and turning it on. She held it against her clit, letting out a moan as the vibrations began working their magic. As she settled in, she felt Tessa pushing the toy, its slender tip working into her ass. The smooth plastic felt odd, but not entirely unwelcome, and Amara did her best to keep breathing.

“How’s it feel?” Tessa asked, slowly pushing the small tip in and out.

“It’s ... odd. Not really pleasurable, but I don’t dislike it. You were right about the vibe, much more enjoyable this way.”

Tessa moved a hand towards Amara’s chest, massaging her breasts and pinching her nipples as she pushed the toy further in. Amara gasped, still adjusting to something being in her ass. The extra attention, from the vibe, from the pinching, did wonders. Were the only stimulation the anal play, she doubted she would be won over by it.

As the toy pushed in, bit by bit, Amara found herself growing used to the strange sensation. It still wasn’t directly pleasurable, but the stretching made a fascinating addition to the vibes coursing through her clit. Once enough of the toy was inside, Tessa began properly fucking her with it, moving it back and forth slowly. The conical shape meant that each thrust pushed her ass a little further open. She wondered what anal would feel like with a real cock, knowing that most aren’t shaped like cones, and decided it would be a very different experience altogether.

“The toy is almost all the way in, how are you feeling?” Tessa asked.

“I think ... the stretching is actually kinda nice. I have a bigger one, right? That’s the same shape?”

“You do! Want to step it up?”

Amara nodded, and while her eyes were still closed, focused on the vibrations and the toy, she could sense another pulse in her friend’s aura. “I swear you’re enjoying this as much as I am.”

“I’m fucking a smoking hot chick in the ass. This is a dream come true.” Tessa pulled the first toy out, set it on the nearby towel, and grabbed the bigger one. Soon it was covered in lube, and taking its place at Amara’s tight entrance. “Aura reading still kinda freaks me out though.”

“Oh yeah? Why’s— Oh fuck, that’s interesting.” Amara’s thoughts were cut off by the bigger toy pushing into her. Even with Tessa taking it slow, the stretching was much more intense.

“Still comfy?”

“Yeah, it’s just ... new. Still getting used to it.”

“I’ll just tease you with the tip for a bit, let you get used to it. You tell me when you want more.”

Amara nodded, repositioning the bullet vibe slightly. “So, aura reading is freaky? Why’s that?”

“It’s like you’re reading my mind, you’re seeing parts of me that no one has ever seen before. I know it’s strictly a sexual thing, but it’s still odd being so ... visible.”

Amara reached for Tessa, gently holding the side of her face. “Want me to talk about it less? I’d hate to make you uncomfortable.”

Tessa laughed. “No, you’re fine. Just getting used to my bestie being a sex demon, as you do. Ready for more?”

“Give it to me!” The witch pushed deeper, the plug stretching Amara open as she gasped. “Ohhh fuck that’s big, keep it there for a sec.” Amara whispered.

She felt Tessa hold the plug at its current depth, slightly rocking it back and forth to help her adjust. Amara turned up the intensity on the bullet, moaning loudly, her hips starting to rock with Tessa’s movements. The plug still felt odd, but she was starting to see why people liked anal play. The stretching, the fullness, it paired amazingly well with the bullet, and she could feel hints of an orgasm approaching.

“Someone’s enjoying herself,” Tessa smirked, “have we got an aspiring little anal slut here?”

“Didn’t ... fuck ... take you for a dirty talker, Tess.” Amara groaned, her body twitching. The vibrations were coursing through her body, desperately reaching for an orgasm, and she was eager to surrender it. She felt Tessa’s hand return to her breasts, pinching her nipples hard before moving further down. The witch grabbed her waist, holding her tight before starting to properly fuck her with the toy.