Sasha Burnyard was an ordinary Succubus from an ordinary dysfunctional household that was pretty common in Hell. Her father was an Asura and her mother was a dominatrix who 'stole' his seed.
Ever since she was young, she was trained in the ways of enticing a man using her body and social interactions. After all, Lust Demons were the most fluent and interactive among the Sin Species.
And as representatives of 'Lust', they were nothing like Humans who had a lack of self-control.
All Sin Species were rulers over the emotions they represented. Although Succubi were the type to get in into raunchy and kinky situations without much thought, they were never the type to be ruled by the ecstatic sensation having sex gave them.
Even in the highest level of pleasure, even if drugged by aphrodisiac and so on... they would still have the composure to act according to the situation if they felt their life was being threatened.
Some even used their shapeshifting abilities to turn into blades in order to get out of sticky situations their beauty might thrust them into. The most regular and harmonic Succubi were quite modest.
Since they weren't controlled by their sin, there wasn't much for them to prove as they used their body as more of a bargaining chip rather than flaunting it needlessly. After all, they needed time to study and become great members of Hell.
Torture, geography, mathematics, and so on, were essential for Demons to know after graduation.
The delinquents didn't care much though...
"Hah... Studying is way too hard~" One of the girls in Sasha's group signed as they gathered together.
Succubi made up ninety percent of the Gyaru girls who were considered less precious than the honour students who had good grades. A person's worth was dictated by their competence in Hell.
Those who were weak were devoured, as any form of weakness was something that'd be messed with.
There were those who dyed their hair and others with thick make-up in the group of beautiful young girls who had bodies that fit anyone's taste. The polymorphic abilities of Succubi were famous.
"I know your pain." Sasha comforted the girl as she too wasn't able to follow her lessons these days.
Everything she heard went in one ear and out the other, making it hard for her to remember anything.
"Anyway, didn't Sasha get a new boyfriend?" One of the girls asked as they all turned to look at her.
"...I did."
"Wow~! Is he better in bed than your last one? I thought it would be hard filling your requirements."
"I'm not that bad!"
"Says the girl who dumped her last boyfriend because he wasn't suiting your fetishes properly."
"Isn't that what most do?" Sasha looked at her friend as if she didn't understand her point.
"But YOUR standards are way too high...!" She then listed the group leader's wants: "Firstly, you want him to be a Higher Demon or someone with a lot of money. Secondly, you want him to be really strong. Thirdly, he can't have a mistress or another lover. Fourthly, the relationship is supposed to be with marriage in mind. And fifthly, he must have the technical prowess to make you feel content in bed."
"That's just SOOO LONG!" One of the black-haired girls exclaimed at the number of conditions.
"I have every right to have wants."
"That isn't our point. Even the last one is something that hardly works out for girls who don't even know their own tastes like you. What makes you think they can follow the rest? And what's with the fourth condition anyway?" The vice-leader of the group spoke out as she couldn't understand why her best friend even wanted to marry a guy.
"It's just to ensnare a big fish." She spoke firmly as this was genuinely the reason for that condition.
"Then did this one agree?" They looked at her doubtfully as there was a low chance a Higher Demon would accept such conditions, especially from a Succubus without much influence.
Low-ranking Succubi without much pride would easily sell themselves to such people even without being prompted to. It was useless to trying to find a rich Casanova like this, which made them worry as her last boyfriend might have been the only guy who would agree to such a thing... Even if his looks and techniques weren't great, he still accepted her.
"...We are surprisingly compatible." Sasha nodded her head, but didn't show her usual pride at them.
Her current boyfriend was a strange guy...
"My boyfriend is cooler though, even if he's less rich and influential." One of the girls spoke, which sparked conflicts between them. They looked at each other while puffing their cheeks in anger.
"My boyfriend is an Incubus." The first to bring up their boyfriend had quite a high quality pick.
Finding someone who was both an Incubus and had similar fetishes was hard enough these days.
"...Lucky b*tch!" Some clicked their tongues.
"Well, yours only has two arms but... My boyfriend has tentacles!" A few of them gasped in surprise as they could imagine the petite girl being wrapped around and sucked on my her man's tentacles. As well as being 'inked' if he was like an octopus.
"Oh, you have a good one. Nice~" One of the girls whistled as they supported her kinky fetish.
"Mines is an insect." This made all of them turn their heads as one of the deadpan girls who had a bland expression spoke out. They had to admit that her tastes were quite heavy even for them.
"Mines is a true sadist~" Finally, they signed in relief after getting back to a more normal fetish.
Masochists weren't that hard to find, as well as those who were happy to turn into hotwives or slaves that were objectified to the limit. It was then they became surprised after noticing Sasha was being unusually quite the entire time they talked.
"What's wrong?"
"What about your new boyfriend?" They asked, as it would be worrying if their wants didn't match up.
"He's... strange."
"How?"
"He takes care of me too much."
"Isn't that what you wanted?"
"...You're right." She nodded, then made some more small talk and gossiped before splitting up.
Sasha walked to where Theodore was resting on a bench alone, similar to when they first met each other. She narrowed her eyes, before looking at herself and making sure she was at her best form.
It was only then she approached him...
"Are you feeling okay?" His eyes instantly opened wide after hearing her before making some room.
There was clear space to sit beside him, but she ignored it and made her own space to sit down.
She strutted in front of him before bending her hips to sit on his lap. Her expression seemed to be dissatisfied with the way he put distance between them, but smiled when he wrapped his arms around her so she could put her feet on the bench.
She sat while leaning on his arm, which stopped her from toppling off the bench in a funny way.
"I'm fine. I was so excited I couldn't sleep yesterday." He snuggled up to her, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. He was almost like a little bear who sought attention from his mother.
It was a warm sensation... Even though he wasn't putting his hands in her clothes or groping her, it somehow made her heart drum faster as felt a strange fondness from this kind of behaviour.
From what her mother had taught her: Doing it in the missionary position was the way to feel most loved by a partner, so why is it that merely hugging her make it feel like he was expressing so much?
He treated her previously, looking into her eyes without embarrassment while adjusting himself to make her feel more comfortable. She could feel her face turning red as he lifted her hand and kissed it.
Like a knight in some Human fairy tales, he kissed her gently on the knuckle while staring at her eyes.
"What are you looking at?" She still had the composure of a Succubus and asked rhetorically.
"You." Not minding her words, Theodore spoke this enticing word so naturally... not even feeling a bit forced. Still, he didn't seem to want more than he already had as he went back to snuggling her.
Was she that soft? Why was he treating her like a doll a child would hug before going to sleep?
It made her want to test him...
"You know.... you can go further, right?" She spoke while actively trying to seduce him in public.
Although she wasn't into exhibitionism, Sasha would accept responsibility if her tactics ended up making him push her down on the bench. Her eyes held the desire of wanting to know more about him.
As she was speaking, her hand guided his hands underneath her clothes. Her perfect body trembled as his cold hand was placed under her already short miniskirt, on top of her thigh while clearly touching the cloth covering her precious spot.
When his hand moved, she braced herself for having him grab her by the pussy for trying to seduce him in such a blatant manner... but all she felt was his hand move out of her skirt until it was on her transparent black stocking near her knee.
"Don't wanna." He rolled his eyes, all while pretending his heart wasn't moved by her act.
It wasn't as if he didn't want to, it was just that he noticed a tinge of rejection in her expression when she closed her eyes to brace herself. He could tell that she didn't like 'Outdoor Plays', but still wanted to test what he would do in this situation.
Although rejecting a Succubus offering her body was a little disrespectful, he wanted to be honest.
"Huh?" She looked at him wide-eyed, as if his answer was outside her realm of experience.
"Just let me hug you." Unlike what she expected, it was as if his eyes only reflected her in their depths.
"But what about sex?" She cut to the chase.
"Personally, thus is much more meaningful to me. I like hugging you, okay?" He turned her around and made her back face his chest so she couldn't do that again. His hands wrapped around her body and covered her shoulders, which felt weird again.
She couldn't understand what she was feeling.
But somehow, she liked this more than if he pushed her down like everyone else did. Her face was red from embarrassment as she was starting to gain a even stronger urge to push him down and 'eat' him.
Just as she was about to act, he spoke out again:
"Sasha..."
"Yeah?"
"You're mine." This wasn't a order, this was spoken as if it was a fact she should get used to.
"Sorry?" But she still didn't quite understand.
It was only after asking did he start to test up, his emotions went haywire as he put his face on her shoulder. She could feel his breathing, but was unable to see his face. Only being able to hear his erratic breathing and tears rolling down his cheek.
She couldn't understand where his possessiveness and yearning came from, that seemed to become even more heart-wrenching as they became closer to each other. Why did she feel that he was pitiful?
Was this really a strong Higher Demon? No, was his human qualities acting up? She noted his attitude.
"Nothing... Anyway, the more I see you, the more I like you, and the more I want to keep the other guys away from you." He honestly spoke about his feelings without bottling up anything whatsoever.
He leaned back a little, allowing her to turn her body to the side and lift her feat onto the bench like before. She looked at his eyes that seemed to be hiding a deep trauma, one that seemed less untwined with hatred but more with obsession.
"You want to keep me all to yourself?" He didn't answer her question, but that look and his silence were enough of an answer. He once again kissed the back of her hand, but this time it was almost like the sensation pierced through her heart.
"I like you so much." She never knew that such words could sound so heavy on the ears.
This obsession... was dangerous. She wasn't sure what he would do if his volition personality was pushed the wrong way, and also realised that his sweet embrace wasn't something she could escape. He didn't seem to want to let go of her.
'I tried to seduce this type of person...?' She only started to understand that while he didn't seem that dangerous on the outside, his mind was already a volatile minefield filled with explosives.
However, she also had the feeling that if she could tame this man who held such strong feelings for her, then obviously, she'd gain a partner that couldn't be brought with all the money in the world.
'If you think that, then so be it...' He couldn't blame her for manipulating him if he acted like that.
Sasha leaned her head on Theodore's chest, her eyes becoming sharper as she responded to him.
"I know you do." Compared to his personal form of possessiveness, her own as a Succubus was just a bit stronger. The blood of her dominatrix mother definitely ran through her... as she wanted to make him a slave that only craved for her love.
She was already halfway there, now all that was needed was for him to act the way she wanted.
Sasha desired to dominate his soul...