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Arthur shivered as the succubus gently grinded down on his lap, a sharp snake-like tongue tracing his ear and sending shivers all over his body.
God he was a fool. He knew falling inlove with a succubus, a putrid demon from hell was quite possibly one of the stupidest things he could do as a wiccan, but he couldn’t stop himself.
As soon as his eyes met those lighting blues and his heart thudded like it was going to burst out of his chest, he knew he was a goner.
And Alfred knew. Oh, the vile thing knew Arthur was inlove with him the second he was summoned. And he did nothing but lead Arthur on, feeding off of Arthur like a parasite.
With every wink and false promise of a future together, Arthur fell deeper and deeper until Alfred was all he could think about, all he could bring himself to focus on.
“Maybe your god isn’t as cruel as to make us fall inlove and then force us apart…” Alfred had mocked Arthur, but with a face full of sincerity Arthur almost forgot what Alfred really was.
“I want you to dream of me,” Alfred whispered with a small moan. He reached into Arthur’s pants, fondling his member and gently pulling him out as he slipped off onto his knees.
Arthur’s breath hitched as he watched his beloved lovingly tug on his cock, resting his head on his inner thigh and looking up with admiration and awe.
“I want you to remember this moment, how you feel right now…” Alfred whispered, pausing to lick up the base of Arthur’s cock.
“I want you to know theres nothing you can do.” He finished, looking up with those electric blue eyes of his, a horrifying smile splitting his face in two, sharp teeth shining.
Arthur's scream was silent as he felt it the demon slowly suck the life out of him and make him into the shell of a man he once was.