It's been close to two months since Ezraphel first arrived on earth and towards the end of that time (roughly over a week ago) Stanley has mustered up the courage to take a step forward in advancing their relationship. In other words he had, after many weeks of wilful ignorance, denials and stonewalling finally accepted Ezraphel as his girlfriend. You'd think this would be a problem for a woman who has been very vocal about sex and marriage since day one but the Lilim was surprisingly okay with the turn of events.
As it turns out Ezraphel was more understanding than Stanley gave her credit for and agreed to take it slow. It was for both their sakes as Ezraphel had enough self awareness to know that once she actually had sex with Stanley she would indulge and Stanley wasn't prepared to take on that burden. Stronger men, hardened warriors and even some Heroes (who are superhuman) couldn't compete with a Lilim's lust. Stanley quite literally wouldn't survive the experience without becoming an Incubus to compensate.
As for Ezraphel she has managed to deal with her ever present feelings of lust and hunger through willpower, distractions and feeding on Stanley's spirit energy through esoteric forms of absorption.
With all that in mind their transition into an actual couple went without much fanfare. Really the only thing to change was Stanley's approach to dealing with Ezraphel. He is less inclined to avoid her and has made actual attempts at forming a connection. It is not an easy feat for a man like him by any stretch but he found a means of connection through the only outlet he could genuinely claim to be an expert in, the media, specifically cinema. Ezraphel's complete ignorance of earth culture has put Stanley in the precarious position of introducing film and television to someone who has never seen or heard of them before.
Capitalizing on this Stanley took it upon himself to enlighten his ignorant girlfriend to the wonder and magic that is earth film and cinema. He chose to do this by having the two of them watch what he deemed to be the Greatest Movie Classics of the Modern Era of Film. Essentially every day for the past week and a half he would pick a 'classic' movie to watch after dinner. To Stanley this was not just a means of introducing good films to his girlfriend but to also reaffirm his love and appreciation for the classics.
Most of them were hits with the Lilim except for last night when they watched the 1979 sci-fi classic, Alien. It was a mistake on his part as due to the film being so rooted in pop culture as a marvel of its era that has been discussed, dissected and parodied throughout the decades he overlooked the fact that Alien is a sci-fi horror movie. To him the movie was pure nostalgia fuel and cinematic appreciation but to Ezraphel…well let's just say she did not share his appreciation.
Initially Ezraphel was mesmerized by the film that was shown at 1080p resolution on the flat screen. That appreciation would soon turn to dread then straight up horror as the movie progressed. The scream she let out at the chestburster scene may have actually ruptured his eardrums as the practical effects that looked dated to him were plenty real for his girlfriend.
Ezraphel was so completely absorbed in the movie that Stanley found it more interesting to watch her reactions than the actual film itself. The nail biting edge-of-your-seat tension, the open mouthed shock and awe and most importantly the pants pissing fear (which it thankfully did not literally come to) had all been so genuine, so fresh that Stanley didn't even mind that by the halfway point she was effectively using him as a full body comfort pillow.
She wasn't clinging to him, she held him like a big ol' teddy bear.
Not that he had much of a problem with this but it got so bad that by the end of the film he had to show her a documentary about the making of the movie in order to calm her down. It admittedly took a while to convince her that the Xenomorph did not exist in this dimension at any point and that humans on this earth hadn't even discovered space travel as depicted in the film.
Her reaction to the movie was strange to him considering she was a type of demon herself which led to some pretty interesting thoughts on the dichotomy of monsters. He didn't think Ezraphel would get scared of a monster let alone to the extent that she did. Though he's pretty sure part of it was exaggerated to keep close to him.
Again, he did not have a problem with this.
To make up for last night's disaster today they were watching The Notebook and boy did Stanley feel like he betrayed his gender by being the one to suggest it. He took solace in the fact that he wasn't watching the movie, you could not pay him to watch a movie like The Notebook, instead he once again found himself paying more attention to Ezraphel's reaction and again he found himself fascinated with her reaction but for a different reason.
See, Ezraphel genuinely believes in that 'love conquers all' narrative so it was interesting to see her reaction to a romance movie that panders to said belief. As much as he didn't fancy The Notebook he will give credit where it's due as the movie is technically a classic within its genre. The fact that it gained a cult following status is proof of that claim even if he wasn't part of it. At the end of the film Ezraphel actually cried and Stanley did as any boyfriend should by giving her a reassuring pat on the back while she hugged him close to sell the illusion that he actually gave a crap about what was happening in the movie.
Unfortunately watching Noah and Allie's relationship on screen made Ezraphel reflect on her own relationship. The first topic to come up was, of course, marriage which Stanley had something to say about.
"Ez, my thoughts on marriage is it's nothing but a certificate, a stupid ring and a gaudy ceremony of validation. It really doesn't matter if we're married" he slipped a hand around her waist and hugged her "you're my woman."
God it felt weird saying that out loud.
Ezraphel practically melted into his embrace, enveloping him with her larger body "I know, it's just…" she trailed off.
"…is it the sex?"
"YES~" she cried out in a whiney tone before gaining a sad look "and I want everyone to know me as Ezraphel Burkowitz."
Stanley looked at his girlfriend oddly "Ezraphel Burkowitz?"
The Lilim nodded, still looking depressed but with a note of cheerfulness in her tone "of course is it not tradition for the wife to take the family name of her husband?"
"Well yeah but…"
"Is there something wrong?"
"No! I mean yes, kinda? Look I never thought I'd get married so I'm just…wrapping my head around a Mrs. Burkowitz that isn't my mom."
Ezraphel hummed at that "I'd love to meet her someday."
There was a pause followed by a short noncommittal grunt were his answers and increased tension was noticeable.
Ezraphel did not pry and instead changed the subject "can we watch another?"
"G-uh actually I have to catch up on some work" he said just a bit too quickly.
"Truly? You usually have time for another."
"Yeah, I know, something came up."
"Hmm" she stared at him while humming causing the hair on his neck to stand up.
'Please God'
"Alright" she shrugged.
'Thank you'
She leaned down for a kiss and he obliged only to be taken off guard when she pushed him down and proceeded to rape his mouth with her tongue. Ten minutes later a dazed Stanley was stumbling away while Ezraphel giggled at his silly expression.
'She does that on purpose' he rightfully deduced.
After entering his office he locked the door before collapsing on his game chair aka The Throne. If there was one downside to all this, it has to be the fact that Stanley no longer had that barrier of anger, suspicion and paranoia to distract him from the fact that Ezraphel is literally the sexiest woman alive. Oh sure he acts chevalier about it but it doesn't change the fact that Ezraphel is very much out of his league, like literal dimensions apart.
Yes that was meant to be ironic.
He also took note of three facts:
First, Stanley is still a virgin.
Second, Stanley has not masturbated since two days before the day Ezraphel fell in his backyard.
Third, understandably this meant that Stanley is really fucking horny.
While the anxiety surrounding the cons of having sex with Ezraphel are quelled one might ask why Stanley hasn't just asked Ezraphel to help him with the 'release' so to speak. A very apt and reasonable question considering Ezraphel's nature but then Stanley could counter with another question.
How does one broach that particular subject to their girlfriend?
Oh you expect it to be easy because she's a succubus and one who is obviously thirsty for him right? It still doesn't change the fact that Stanley would essentially be soliciting his girlfriend for sexual favours. It took him a month of cohabitation to admit to himself that he has feelings for her and to give their relationship a shot. This is literally his second week recognizing her as his girlfriend. Some guys would call him a pussy, he'd call himself inexperienced. He's pretty sure even guys trolling for prostitutes for the first time don't suddenly start harnessing Big Dick Energy from the Chad dimension to roll up and ask for their services.
Welcome to the reality of an insecure man who claims not to give a fuck most times but whose decisions are sometimes weighed by that invisible audience he always imagines to be watching his life unfold and judging him. It wasn't something always thinks about but it almost always comes at the most random and inopportune times.
To distract himself from his own inadequacies his mind veered back to Ezraphel and how she hasn't tried anything. No really looking back aside from the extra long make out sessions, cuddling and even a bit of heavy petting that never went anywhere Ezraphel has been remarkably mellow as of late. It was the opposite of the previous month where she was being heavy handed with the seduction.
She is acting very much like the perfect girlfriend and he would have been totally fine with that if she were human. The problem is she isn't human, she is sex personified and every single time he interacts with her over the course of the past few days he felt as if he's being cock blocked and blue balled at the same time.
'I really need to get this fixed' and by 'this' he meant the aforementioned blueballs.
Well he is alone in his office, the door is locked and he is sitting by his personal computer where the various porn/hentai sites are literally a few key strokes away.
"Hrrrr" he pursed his lips letting out a long groan. His hands twitched to the keyboard dexterous fingers on autopilot as they began to-
Your succubus girlfriend is literally in the next room, stupid.
With that friendly reminder from his brain he couldn't help but to imagine how Ezraphel would react to him rubbing one out without her involvement.
He's almost there, Stanley's eyes were glued to the screen as his hand moved quickly, sweet release was literally within his grasp.
CRASH!
Suddenly it all came crashing down faster than his door did. Startled even past his noise-cancelling headphones Stanley looked at where his door was and gasped in pure unadulterated horror. Ezraphel was standing there, red eyes glowing unholy light, slasher smile in place and looking like something Freddy Krueger repressed as trauma.
"Stanley~" her demonic voice spoke in a horrifying coo.
'Yes Satan?'
"It's time for your Conjugal Visit~" Ezraphel reached behind her back and hefted The Penetrator from Saints Row.
Stanley's eyes turned into pinpricks "no…"
Suddenly he found himself relocated to a room straight out of the Saw franchise bound, bent over a metal table and butt ass naked.
"No-no…"
Ezraphel pulled a chord he hadn't noticed a few times and the giant purple dildo bat started vibrating with chainsaw sound effects.
"Nononononono"
With a giant purple dildo bat violently vibrating in hand and a crazed witch-like cackling she stalked forward.
"NonononoonoNONONONONO-AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH"
And he was back in his office, he took a cursory look around and the hand hovering over his keyboard pushed his chair away.
"Not today."
He knew he might be over exaggerating her reaction but Murphy's Law became a thing for a reason so… not pulling the pin on that grenade. Still he found the fact that the horrific and visceral hallucination failed to get rid of his erection very concerning.
'Guess I'll have to do this the old fashion way'
A cold shower and gross thoughts.
Videogames weren't going to do anything for him and the longer he stayed by a computer unsupervised the more tempted he'd be to go the 'fuck-it' route. With that Stanley exited the office in desperate need of a cold shower, as he was pitching a tent and despite his earlier ponderings he just could not think outside of how embarrassing it would be if Ezraphel saw it.
*Moan*
'What the hell was that?'
Nothing.
For a moment he swore he heard a-
*Moaning Noises*
Oh shit was he having that kind of hallucination, again?
*Sex Sounds*
'Okay I'm reasonably certain that wasn't coming from my head.'
And if it wasn't then…
"No fucking way"
Boner forgotten for the moment Stanley made his way to the living room where he came upon a sight that was most…peculiar. From his position he could see the back of Ezraphel's head as she sat on the couch, her eyes glued to the TV screen which was definitely showing 'sexually explicit subject matter.'
Ezraphel is watching porn on his 75 inch plasma screen HD TV.
'How!?'