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Most people would agree that waking up in the middle of the night was, at best, an unpleasant experience. Well, most people didn’t have the fortune of sharing their bed with a succubus.
Viola glanced at the red LED screen of her alarm clock on the nightstand next to the bed. 4:12pm. It wouldn’t ring for almost another two hours. She rolled over onto her other side, where her arm brushed against something soft. It was the purple plushie that she had won for her girlfriend at the Christmas market. Ever since being gifted the toy, the leader of the Saints had brought the doll to bed with her in an uncharacteristic way.
This was a soft side she only shared with a handful of close and trusted people, whom Viola was lucky enough to count herself amongst.
A smile made its way onto the woman’s face when she touched the toy. Seeing how much it meant to the redhead laying beside her filled her with joy. She adjusted the blanket covering them both before extending her arm forward. Velvet’s skin was warm and smooth beneath her fingers. Wrapping an arm around her partner, she felt herself relaxing as she pulled the demoness closer, slightly squishing the plushie between them.
The Boss let out a soft moan that sounded almost like a squeak. The adorable sound made Viola blush. She hugged her girlfriend a little tighter, which resulted in another sweet sigh just like the one before.
“Just like a squeaky toy,” Viola thought to herself smiling, “my little cuddle demon.”
The former Morningstar suddenly felt something slithering over her as Vivi’s tail wrapped itself around her waist. Used to this sensation by now, the woman wasn’t alarmed. The appendage was as warm as the rest of her. Despite being asleep, the succubus reacted to the hug by hugging Viola back. But with both of her hands occupied holding the cabbit, Vivi used her demon tail instead.
The gesture was appreciated by the dark haired woman, who responded by rubbing her hand up and down the Boss’s bare, muscular back.
A low rumbling could be felt emanating from within the tattooed girl’s chest. This purring was Velvet’s subconscious way of showing that she was comfortable. When awake, she was embarrassed by that habit, but she couldn’t control it while sleeping, much to her girlfriend’s delight who adored that quirk.
Feeling each other’s warmth as they embraced, it wasn’t long until Viola fell back asleep. Being lovingly held by a succubus was guaranteed to give one sweet dreams.