“Ashara, let me out.”
“Huh?” Ashara barely had time to react as her raspberry-coloured eyes flickered with a fiery glow.
Her body trembled, a transformation rippling through her frame. Her already generous chest swelled further, causing the second button of her blouse to snap and fly off.
Her skirt seemed to shrink…. or rather, her legs elongated, becoming more defined and shapely.
Her hips widened, accentuating her already curvaceous figure…. Busty ass! and a long, sinuous tail unfurled from beneath her skirt, flicking with seductive purpose.
“Hello, Aether,” purred a voice, sultry and dripping with confidence.
Aether froze, his body stiffening as if reacting involuntarily to the sound of her voice. His sharp gaze met hers, but the person standing before him was not the Ashara he knew.
Her expression had shifted—her eyes held a seductive gleam that Ashara had never shown. She sighed, deliberately loosening the third button of her blouse, revealing more than enough of her alluring undergarments to make her intentions clear.
Nightfire stepped closer, her hips swaying in a way that commanded attention. Her voice was soft, almost musical, as she leaned in until her face was mere inches from his, “You know a lot, Aetherrr!~” she whispered, her fingers tracing a feather-light line along his cheek.
Aether felt the heat rise in his body, an unnatural pull tightening in his core. He could feel his groin stirring against his will. His mind, however, stayed sharp. ‘Just from a touch… truly a succubus,’ he thought, willing himself to maintain composure.
His expression remained cold, and his voice steadied. “Please refrain from touching me.”
Nightfire’s face twisted into a pout, her lips trembling as though wounded by his rejection. “Oh? Why not? Don’t you like me?” she teased, her tone laced with hurt.
Aether wasn’t fooled for a second. Her facade was as transparent as glass.
“Let’s skip the games,” he said firmly, his eyes narrowing. “I want to know how you recognized me as Aether.”
Nightfire chuckled, her voice like honey dripping off a blade. “How I know?” she echoed, her tone playful. She tilted her head, feigning ignorance. “I’m not sure what you mean, Aether~.”
Aether sighed, rubbing his temple. “Let’s make a deal. You tell me the truth, and I’ll tell you how I know you’re a…. half-succubus.”
Her playful expression faltered for a moment, shock flashing across her face. Internally, she snarled, ‘Did you tell him?!’
‘No!’ Ashara’s voice snapped back in her mind.
Nightfire’s expression darkened. Her nails elongated into razor-sharp claws, a subtle warning. “Careful…. boy,” she said in a low voice, her seductive tone giving way to something far more menacing.
But Aether remained unshaken, his tone calm and deliberate. “I’m not here to expose you or harm you. I’m a friend—to both Ashara and… Nightfire.”
Nightfire studied him, her eyes narrowing. Slowly, she retracted her claws and sighed. With an almost feline grace, she flipped backwards, landing effortlessly on the bed.
Propping herself up on her elbows, she regarded him with a lazy smile. “You’re bold, I’ll give you that. Fine, let me jog your memory.”
Aether remained silent as she spoke.
“Do you recall the first time we met as Aether?….. No? Let me help. It was right after you came out of Selene’s room,” she purred, her grin widening. “That’s when I caught your scent for the first time.” [Check if you want Chapter: 134]
“Scent?” Aether frowned, confused.
Nightfire chuckled, her tail swaying lazily behind her, “Succubi have a… unique ability, Aether. We can smell mating pheromones/hormones, especially potent ones. And you? You reeked of them that day. From that moment, I knew your scent. So when Victor approached me, and I caught the exact same smell…” She smirked, stretching out languidly on the bed. “Let’s just say no one else could produce that same… aroma. You gave yourself away.”
Aether’s expression darkened. “So, anyone with your ability could identify me?”
Nightfire gave a casual shrug. “Any succubus or incubus worth their salt, yes….. Your scent is unforgettable.” as she wriggled her ass seductively.
Aether clicked his tongue in irritation, ‘What a pain!’ he thought and he should be grateful that he only come across Ashara.
Nightfire leaned back, watching him with amusement, “Your turn,” she said, her voice taking on a sharper edge. “How do you know I’m a half-succubus?”
Aether sat down, folding his arms. “You’re the one who told me.”
Nightfire’s brow furrowed. “What?” she snapped. “That’s impossible! I’ve never said anything of the sort!” She double-checked with Ashara, who vehemently denied it as well.
Aether’s tone remained calm. “Believe what you want, but it’s the truth. You told me yourself.”
Nightfire’s eyes searched his face for any sign of deceit, but his expression was resolute. Something about his sincerity made her uneasy.
Ashara’s voice chimed in, “You better believe him.”
Nightfire frowned, “Anything else?”
Aether shrugged, “That’s it… That’s all I can say!”
Nightfire clicked her tongue in frustration. “Fine. Was it some kind of magic? Restriction? Something preventing me from remembering?… or something preventing you?”
Aether’s slight raise of his eyebrows confirmed her suspicion.
“I see…” Nightfire muttered, leaning back against the bed. “Who placed it? Me? Or someone else?”
Aether’s silence was answer enough.
“Whatever,” she sighed, dismissing the thought with a wave of her hand. She sat up, slowly rolling down one of her white stockings, her ash-coloured skin catching the light… she was slower and deliberate as she glanced at Aether who was not looking at her… she inwardly clicked her tongue, Tossing it aside, she rubbed her toes gently and gave him a sly look.
“So, what do you need from me? Not from Ashara, but from me?”
“My body has transformed a lot. There’s been… complications. I need to look like Aether again…. I mean the way I was before.”
Nightfire nodded, her expression thoughtful. “I see… So you want me to use my illusion magic on you, right?”
Aether nodded.
Nightfire’s lips curled into a sly smirk as she leaned back on the bed, her crimson eyes gleaming with mischief. Inwardly, she mused, ‘So, he knows I can use illusion magic too… just how much does he actually know about me?’ Her tail flicked lazily behind her, betraying her curiosity.
Stretching languidly, she let her top shift slightly, drawing attention without shame. “I don’t mind helping you,” she said casually, her voice dripping with seductive undertones. Her gaze locked onto his with dangerous intent. “But… what’s in it for me?”
Aether sighed softly. He had expected this. “Whatever you need, so long as it’s within my power to give, I’ll provide it,” he replied evenly, his tone calm but cautious.
Nightfire chuckled lowly, the sound rich and sultry. “Haha… That’s the Emperor for you,” she teased, savouring the restraint in his voice.
Slowly, deliberately, she loosened the last button of her top, exposing her taut stomach. Running her fingers over her skin, she exhaled softly, “I haven’t eaten in so long… I need something to satisfy this hunger~” Her eyes flicked dangerously to Aether’s groin, her meaning unmistakable.
“I have snacks for you,” he offered innocently.
Nightfire let out a dark laugh, her tongue flicking out to wet her lips as her tail swayed with a slow rhythm, “Oh, please, spare me your innocent act, Aether. You know what I want….. You know exactly what a succubus desires~” she purred, her gaze flicking down to the groin where his shaft bulged under his pants.
Aether exhaled, running a hand through his hair, “Come on, Nightfire. You know you’re using Ashara’s bod—”
Before he could finish, Nightfire’s expression twisted into fury, her claws elongating as she slammed her hand against the bed, making it creak under the force, “THIS IS MY FUCKING BODY TOO!!!!” she roared, her voice reverberating with raw emotion.
“Alright, alright!!” Aether raised both hands, signalling surrender.
Nightfire huffed, her breaths heavy as she slowly calmed herself. With a dramatic flip of her hair, she let out an annoyed snort and collapsed back onto the bed. The mattress bounced under her weight as she crossed her legs with a pout. “That’s my deal—take it or leave it. No more negotiations!” she declared. Her tone was firm, but her eyes glinted with mischief as she reached to her side and retrieved a small, oval-shaped object.
Aether raised an eyebrow, watching as she deliberately licked the object, her tongue gliding across its surface in a slow, sensual motion.
“~mmm~ahh~”
Inside her mind, Ashara’s voice screamed in mortified protest, “What the hell are you doing!?”
Nightfire grinned wickedly, her inward tone dripping with amusement, ‘Oh, come on, I am of course seducing, unlike your pathetic attempt…. look at him. That cock of his is practically begging for me. It’s trembling in his pants, Ashara…hehe Trembling!’
Ashara’s voice erupted again, panicked and desperate, “Stop it! Give me back control of my body right now!”
Nightfire rolled her eyes, ‘Control? Darling, it’s already nighttime—our deal, remember? My time, my rules.’
“Arrhh! But—but this is too much! At least stop doing… those things!” Ashara pleaded, her voice trembling.
Nightfire chuckled softly, her fingers continuing to tease the object as she languidly trailed it down her neck and toward her chest, ‘Oh, Ashara, sweetheart, I’ve been hungry for so long….. You expect me to hold back? Not happening.’
Ashara could only groan in defeat as Nightfire slid the toy across her skin, her movements slow and deliberate, designed to torment and captivate. She finally brought it lower, just brushing the hem of her skirt as her hips shifted seductively, drawing Aether’s eyes whether he wanted to look or not.
Aether sighed, seeing her sliding it, “Fine,” he said, at last, his voice heavy with reluctant surrender. “I’ll give you what you want.”
Nightfire froze mid-motion, a satisfied smile curling her lips as she set the toy aside. She turned to him, her movements fluid as she crawled on all fours toward him, her hips swaying with every step. “That’s it, baby~” she purred, her voice dripping with honey. “You should’ve said that from the start~”
Aether’s eyes were drawn to her, almost against his will. Her swaying breasts, her glowing skin, her seductive aura—it was impossible not to notice.
Raven was sexy in her own right, but Nightfire? She was a walking inferno… Just from her name… she was really a Nightfire!
Reaching the edge of the bed, she sat back on her knees, her black, heart-tipped tail swaying lazily behind her. Her sharp gaze locked onto him as he unbuckled his belt, her excitement barely contained.
But Aether hesitated, his hands pausing when he noticed the faint tremble in her shoulders.
‘That’s Ashara,’
“Oh~” Nightfire gasped, her raspberry eyes lighting up as the tip of his shaft became visible beneath the fabric of his underwear.. it was leaking with tasty scent!!!
Her gaze sharpened, and her breathing grew heavier. “Oh, my…” she whispered, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.
‘Ha~Ha~Ha… Twenty-five years. Twenty-five years of starving for this. Finally… finally going to be relieved from this madness!’ Her body quivered, her core aching with anticipation as her nectar dripped down her thighs.
“Stop! Please, stop!” Ashara’s voice cried out, desperate and pleading, but it was drowned out by Nightfire’s overwhelming hunger.
Nightfire didn’t care… she had been waiting for this ever since she was born.. this moment… the moment of her feast… there was no way she could st—
“Just kidding,” Aether said, pulling his pants back up with deliberate nonchalance.
The reaction was instant and far beyond what he had anticipated. In a blur, Nightfire lunged at him with inhuman speed, slamming him hard against the wall.
Her clawed hand gripped his throat with unrelenting strength, sharp nails digging into his flesh as warm blood trickled down his neck.
Nightfire… or rather a Monster!
She had completely transformed into something nightmarish.
Her once-seductive features twisted grotesquely—her mouth stretched unnaturally wide, her razor-sharp teeth gleaming under the dim light. Her tongue had elongated, curling unnervingly as it flicked out like a serpent’s. Her eyes burned with a fiery rage, glowing crimson, devoid of humanity.
It was no longer Nightfire he faced; this was a predator, a monster in her truest form.
“Do you think it’s funny, human?” she growled, her voice guttural and dripping with menace. Her grip on his neck tightened.
500(600(650)…) PS=1(1(1)…)Ex/ 50(100(120)..) GT=1(2(2)…)Ex
