Succubus

AU Satana Hellstrom RP Blog Multi-Fandom/Multi-Ship Will not smut with anyone under 18

[whcwashe]

“ – uhuh ….” nodding slowly, liv’s eyebrows furrowed as she watched the other woman, shoulders bunching as she moved to step away. Too late, unfortunately, because suddenly she was in front of her, arms around her neck, pressed so close that liv wasn’t sure if taking a breath would be considered appropriate. “Ah –” Fucking hell.

“I don’t – I don’t know.” The honest answer. She was out of her element here. For all she knew, she was having some kind of dream. Seemed kind of like a dream, now that she thought about it. Didn’t feel like one though, which threw her. “I think that’s …. kind of up to you?” She’d leave it at that. Leaning back some, she cleared her throat, doing her best to keep her eyes up as she spoke. “I do have things to do back home still, though. If that – makes any difference. And I’m – I’m really …. sorry I intruded. Honestly.”

[devilsdaughtersatana]

A genuine smile spread across her lips as the girl spoke. “Mmmmm so innocent.” The Women of the Well had silently moved to encircle the pair, reaching out their hands to grip and caress Liv’s arms and legs. Their voices were little more than whispers yet they filled the cavern.

“Don’t leave. Stay forever. Stay with us.”

There was hypnotic, seductive magic in their words, not unlike Satana’s own powers. Any who were foolish enough to enter this place were seduced into doing just that, living out the rest of their short lives with the Women. But this time Satana waved them off before Liv could fall completely under their thrall. Leaning in, she kissed her, a strong warmth spreading across Liv’s body from where their lips met. Liv would also feel a jolt of pleasure between her legs as Satana flicked her tongue across the girl’s lips as she pulled back, releasing her and walking back to her luxuriously cushioned seat. “Join me, I wish to know of your previous experiences with magic and demons.” She said, patting the spot next to her.

[whcwashe]

“Would you believe me if I said it was mostly an accident?” A stupid accident, she’d admit that. She never knew when to STOP, honestly. Curiosity killed the cat and what not – she was always more tempted to press forward than to turn back, even when things got dark. Usually things turned out alright. Maybe this time, not so much. Whoops.

Nose wrinkling, she clenched her jaw, letting out a breath as her eyes dropped to her feet. Nope. Definitely should’ve turned around. Definitely should’ve headed back the way she came. Except, she couldn’t find it now, and walking off hardly seemed like her BEST option. “ – I’ve survived weirder things though, so, it’s – I mean, it’s probably …. okay. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude …”

[devilsdaughtersatana]

Satana let out a soft sigh before responding. “There is a moment in a person’s life. A moment when they encounter something supernatural and reach a point of no return. It does not necessarily have to be their first time, as I suspect is the case with you, because there are certain instances where walking away is a viable option.”

She rose and hovered just an inch or two above the ground, gliding over to the girl. In a rather surprising move she touched down and gently wrapped her arms around Liv’s neck, pressing her almost fully exposed chest against Liv’s. Her lips were so close to Liv’s as she spoke that they occasionally brushed against them and there was a natural seductive glint in her eyes as she stared into the girl’s. “Do you think think that Satan’s daughter will let you simply walk away? Or is it more likely that you’ve reached the point of no return?

[devilsdaughtersatana]

@whxwashe

“At some point the thought must have crossed your mind that the gift of ‘sight’ that you have should be used to avoid evil, yet here you stand having chosen to enter a place that proves fatal for those who unknowingly stumble upon it. My curiosity is certainly piqued, so tell me why you thought it a good idea to enter this place.”

Liv had come across a portal and crossed through to the ancient home of the Women of the Well and where Satana was residing momentarily. Naked women filled the deep waters of the cavern, more than a few clustered at Satana’s feet. Aside from the elongated fingers that ended in sharp tips and light blue eyes missing both irises and pupils, they were stunningly beautiful, almost mesmerizingly so.

[chaoticvictors-archive]

Not the Same||Open

“Actually, I just have telekinesis, not telepathy. Everybody get those two mixed up. Maybe it’s the ‘tele’?”

[devilsdaughtersatana]

“I assure you I am not ‘everyone’ and I am more than familiar with such abilities and many others. However, I can also sense you’re not the only entity in that body of yours, just as I am not the only one inhabiting my own.” She was of course referring to the Basilisk, one of the deadliest demons in existence. It had tried to possess her, but her will won out and it now served her.

[chaoticvictors-archive]

Martin hugged the adjacent wall, scared of the sight. “What do you mean, meal?” he croaked. 

[devilsdaughtersatana]

“It is really very sad if you can’t put the pieces together.” She reached down and picked up the withered corpse, holding it up to show the other. “That beautiful little butterfly I just consumed was this poor sap’s soul.”

[backinblackranger]

When she offered a response,he nodded.“ I see. Just passing through.” He folded his arms across his chest and smirked at her. He could really get used to seeing her perform that ability on suckheads more often.

When she asked for his sunglasses he immediately became skeptical. She had just admitted that the souls of vampires where satisfying to her,and as much as he hated vampires he couldn’t deny that he was partly associated with them by DNA. But he ultimately decided that he wanted to see where this would go and obliged.“ Fine.” He handed her the glasses but remained on guard.

[devilsdaughtersatana]

She held the glasses up to her mouth and breathed on each lens, a purple mist fogging up the glass as it flowed out of her mouth. Handing them back as they cleared up, she winked. “That should help with locating your prey. The symbols vampires use to mark their territory and people are ancient, and even if drawn, printed, or produced by modern means, the symbols themselves still have an innate mystical energy. With those glasses, you should now be able to see them not matter how they try to conceal them. Say they use paint that can only be seen with special goggles or something similar, you’ll be able to see them glowing plain as day, whether on a person, a building, a vehicle. Oh and that includes even if it’s hidden under clothing or tattooed/marked inside an orifice, my own mother had symbols in her womb to mark her as one to bring forth demon children so it is a viable strategy to consider them using.”

[backinblackranger]

When she informed him that he missed one he was preparing to thrust it  with his sword.”I noticed.”But before he could finish his swipe she attacked the undead creature.

Blade was no stranger to dealing with succubus, but what she did and how she did it was something to be admired and respected.

“Damn.”Was all he said when she sucked the vampire’s very soul into her vessel.”So,the sister of Hellstrom and the daughter of Satan.What brings you by?” 

[devilsdaughtersatana]

“Boredom, mild hunger, the simple fact that I could.” She said with a shrug as she wiped the dust from her hands. “Vampire souls taste ghastly, but souls are souls and either way they make me more powerful, so who am I to complain?” A slow smile spread across her face and she walked forward, standing in front of him. Holding her hand out, she eyed his sunglasses. “Mind if I take a look at those? I assure you it will be to your benefit.”

[devilsdaughtersatana]

@blade-vampire-hunter

“So you’re the one who has the vampires pissing themselves with fear? Well good, I despise them to be honest.” Satana said, her hips swaying sensuously as she walked through the aftermath of Blade’s most recent vampire encounter.

“You missed one.” She reached out and grabbed at thin air, pulling back harshly, a hidden vampire flying out of the protective shadows and landing at her feet. A few seconds was all it took to put the male under her thrall and the instant she pressed her lips against his, the undead creature began to whither away into nothingness. Soon all that remained was a pile of dust and a glowing black, almost sickly-looking butterfly, which she gripped between her fingers and placed inside her mouth, swallowing the insect which was actually what remained of the vampire’s soul.

[ofpsychics]

It’s not the first time she’s heard a voice in her mind, and if she didn’t know better, she’d think she was going crazy. Maybe she was. She’d had the chance to potentially rid herself of this gift, and she’d chosen to keep it. This voice is different to the others, disembodied and omnipresent. Zed pulls herself up, breath heavy as she works through the lingering pain, and the out of place sensation of lust. 

She’s dying to rummage through her bag, and dry swallow pain meds, the good kind that the hospital had let her go with, she has a feeling she’s going to want to be clear-headed for this conversation. “Yea, well I’m handling it.” As soon as the words leave her lips, she wants to laugh.

[devilsdaughtersatana]

“Clearly.” She said with a light smirk. Muttering a small incantation, a purple mist began to fill the room, seeming to originate from her. “This is a healing mist, just breath normally and the pain should begin to subside.” The succubus somehow made simply the act of sitting down seeming almost overly sexual as she lowered herself into a nearby chair. “I suppose introductions are in order, so I’ll go first. I am Satana Hellstrom, a succubus and the daughter of Satan.” It was always amusing for her to see the various reactions to that particular revelation. She always enjoyed seeing the various reactions of those she told this to, both that she was the daughter of Satan and that she was a sex demon. It told her much about what kind of person they were and usually determined whether or not she consumed their soul or not.

[tamaranstxr-blog]

Emerald hues are wide and weary as she gazes upon her fellow redhead, noting the tone of her voice, and the fluidity of her movements. Her lips fall open to form an ‘o’ at her words, nodding when necessary, as she allows the excess information to seep into her memory: “You put the use of the good in your powers, yes ??” It was only for confirmation, though she is sure she knows the answer. “I had no prior knowledge that there were those who gained the sustenance through the consumption of the souls, and I am not certain I am at the ease over yours words.” She frowns. “Perhaps there are those who are the willing that submit to you ?? Certainly the taking without the consent is not the kind and I would hope that you were in terms of the verbal agreement when you were consuming. Though you do not seem dangerous, nor evil —- – but I suppose your actions entail that you are so.” Mixed emotions is what comes to mind as she ponders the thought, contemplating what good could come out of a simple kiss and leech of the soul. None, really. “All is well, for I also have no intent of bring you the harm.”

[devilsdaughtersatana]

She thought about the other female’s words for a few long moments before speaking. “I suppose evil is a matter of perspective. My father rules over Hell and one day I will destroy him and take his throne, but I also have no wish to destroy this world. I survive and thrive on the very essence of others, yet it is not by choice, it is my nature and I would perish otherwise. I have no qualms about killing when I find it necessary or appropriate, and my kiss is not always a thing to be feared but is also desired for the potential pleasure it can bring. Some might even say that if they were to choose how they might die, the kiss of a succubus would be a preferable way to do so, though it would further naivety on your part to believe that all of my victims are willing. And I assume that using my magic to make them more compliant would not satisfy your definition of ‘agreement’.” It was always interesting to speak with ‘heroes’ because she took pride in her demonic heritage and did consider herself to be evil on a certain level. But she had also saved the world on more than one occasion, though not always out of the goodness of her heart. She refused to be defined by anyone else’s standards and walked her own path.

[devilsdaughtersatana]

@telekinetic-wondxr​

“It’s impolite to interrupt someone’s meal.” Satana said, a withered husk of a man at her feet and a glowing butterfly caught between her fingers. She glanced over at the newcomer with a light smirk before placing the butterfly on her tongue and drawing it back into her mouth, swallowing the luminescent insect.

[devilsdaughtersatana]

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[ofpsychics]

Her eyes scrunch shut, as tight as possible. Zed’s arms come up to her head, as she bites into her lip. A pained sound ends up muffled as it’s caught in her closed lips. This is worth it, she reminds herself,  waiting for the overwhelming pain in her head to pass.

[devilsdaughtersatana]

“Ah, so you are the little psychic I’ve been sensing.” A female voice echoed in Zed’s mind as visions of souls being ripped their hosts’ bodies and devoured by flashed across her closed eyes and feeling of overwhelming lust and desperate passion swelled up inside of her.

“Such a powerful gift, almost too much for a human mind to handle.” The voice wasn’t in her head anymore, now it was real and coming from Satana’s mouth as she stood right next to Zed, the visions and feelings evaporating.

[tamaranstxr-blog]

“It may have been the naive of me to have assumed that Tamaraneans were the only beings with those powers, my apologies !!” But her curiosity is piqued and she wishes to know more about said beings; after all, knowledge is power. Her head tilts at her next words and she releases a soft, imploring hum: “I am not certain of what it IS you are doing the referring, but I would like to know. Please, what is it that you can do ?? Do you have the POWERS as well ??”

[devilsdaughtersatana]

Satana smiled as she moved in closer. “Oh I have powers, I was raised in Hell, the afterlife of eternal torment for this world, and taught magic by demons and my father who rules it. But as a succubus my natural abilities are...sexually based, and the act of kissing does not involve ‘communicating’ in the same sense that your race does. Any who are fortunate enough to spent a night with me would consider themselves blessed and my kiss alone can bring great pleasure. But I can also infuse my lips with magic and use the contact as a means of casting a spell on someone, whether to harm or simply control them. But the natural ability they hold is to draw out the soul from one’s body so that I may consume it. I am sustained by souls and my power increases with each one I devour. Have no fear though, I am not currently hungry and have no intention of harming you.”

[whcwashe]

“Ah –” Jesus, that was one way to wear an outfit. And while she’d hardly define the other woman as CLOTHED – well. To each their own, she supposed. “N – I’m just … I’m no one.” A story she’d stick by, despite having been told otherwise over, and over, and over again. “Sorry, who are you?”

[devilsdaughtersatana]

“Satana Hellstrom, daughter of Satan and future ruler of Hell.” She stated before leaning in with a smirk on her face. “But you’d have had an inkling about that had you simply used your ‘sight’.” Satana was a succubus, she fed on souls and each one sustained her as well as increasing her power. With her ‘sight’ Liv would be able to see the energy from those countless souls radiating from her body as well as revealing Satana’s more demonic appearance.

[tamaranstxr-blog]

“the kissing is not peculiar on my planet of Tamaran, it is ONLY a means for the communication.” the redhead states with a small grin as she continues her explanation, “but i HAVE discovered that it is used for the sharing of the affection on this planet.”

[devilsdaughtersatana]

“It has other uses as well, though admittedly those uses are sometimes specific to certain people or beings.” Satana said as she appeared out of a mist that was a rather pleasant shade of purple and was not present moments before. “And I assure you, you have no concept of the ‘affection’ a kiss can hold until you have experienced it from one such as myself.”