After Centuries (Aife)
Seeing Aife after centuries was shocking. You found her at the very club Bo had met her at. She did seem to be hunting, but you knew her abilities. She didn’t need new victims. Maybe she wanted some variety, you didn’t know. Still, you met her gaze as you sat across from her, slowly lowering yourself into the seat.
Those dark eyes devoured you eagerly. She was practically salivating. “Hello, dear,” she greeted evenly.
“Aife,” you responded in kind.
A bright smile lit up her face manically at the sound of her name on your lips. “It’s been so long.” She leaned on the table, arm stretched across to reach for you.
You knew what her touch alone could do to you. If she powered her touch, you knew it would be debilitating and so you leaned back, holding yourself apart from her. Your chest burned at the hurt look on her face, but Aife slowly covered it up with understanding. So she was lucid. “You understand. I want a conversation. Not mind-numbing sex.”
Aife smirked at the compliment and nodded. “Of course. I just missed you.”
“You could have come much sooner. You’ve been around, watching Bo.”
Her smirk widened into a smile.
“She’s been looking for you.”
“Has she?”
“Of course. She’s been alone for ten years. Her parents taught her sex is evil. She killed everyone she slept with until she found the Fae a few months ago.”
Aife’s gaze was fixed on you. She was soaking up the information on her daughter like a sponge. “I want to know her. I want her to know me.”
You softened. “She wants to know you too. Honesty is all she needs. She’s good, Aife.” You sat up and rested your hands on the table.
A fire lit in the same eyes Bo had. She looked down then up at you. “Maybe- maybe we can all start over. Father has his Sanctuary, doesn’t he?” For a moment, the real Aife was back with you. You remembered the shy Succubus from her youth. You had been her personal servant before she’d fled the castle. And the servant of a Succubus was there every second along the way of their studies. You’d never heard of her execution and it left a dread in your chest. And it never went away. It drove you mad, and you couldn’t help but wonder if she’d been driven even madder. The impulsivity suggested yes. She looked hungry and yes insane as she reached for your hand. Taking it in her own, you felt the pull of lightning all down your arm. It made you dizzy and you drifted forward. Another wave was warmth, spreading all across your body. Particularly between your legs and over your neck and nipples. You were breathing harder and your eyes were so heavy. You just wanted to fall into Aife’s arms and listen to her talk forever. “Come on,” she whispered standing.
You were all too eager to obey and she delighted in your responsiveness, laughing as she led you out the door. You loved her laugh. You loved her. You’d loved her for a long time but it seemed so much stronger right now. She finally pulled your face to hers, never stopping in her steps. She took over the kiss because you were too out of it and under her thrall to push much. She didn’t like tops anymore so her touch made her victims submissive to her every whim. And right now she wanted to ravish you. She opened the door and you hardly noticed. Your entire focus was on her face and her lips and her hands on your hips. She pulled you in to sit next to her then crawled into your lap to shut the door. Taking your collar, she made you lay down. “Now tell me more about my daughter.” Her hair swept over one shoulder as she leaned over the top of you. She pried your shirt apart.
*
You came back into your own mind in a luxurious room with plush blankets and fur tickling your skin. It almost looked like her room back home but more modern. And someone was touching you. Without Fae abilities, it still made your skin light up. “Aife,” you scolded her. Slightly sore, you vaguely remembered the woman taking you vigorously and not once tapping your Chi. She’d done it for the sake of knocking you out.
“Yes?” she asked innocently, licking and biting up your neck.
You hummed and tried to turn. “We were supposed to talk,” you attempted to redirect her.
“Trust me, darling. I got all of the answers I wanted from you.” She started sucking on your neck.
Your leg lifted to just sit along Aife’s side, foot planted on the mattress. “I didn’t. Where have you been? I want to know everything.”
Aife stopped what she was doing and leaned up. “I can’t tell you. It’s all too terrible and I don’t want to discuss it.” She leaned in again.
You took her arms and pushed her up. “You have to. Not all of it not right now, but you have to share. Or it’ll eat you up inside. Just look at you now. This is not who you were. And I deserve to know how you got like this.”
Her face hardened and twisted. “What’s this? Insane?” she asked in a higher pitch.
“You’re obviously unstable and your mood is changing like a pendulum, in at least three different directions.”
“What so a woman has a few feelings and now she has mood swings?” She was getting hysterical, or acting. You leveled her with a stare that told her she was barking up the wrong tree for that argument. Aife sighed. “I know. Just… not now.”
You nodded and kissed her. “Not now. But eventually.”
Eyes genuine, Aife nodded for you and leaned in to capture your lips again. She held your face and slowly parted. “I love you, and I have missed you.”
Tears welled up in your eyes. “Likewise, my love.” You kissed her again.