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Trick or Treat: Chapter 5
🕑 Added 2019-01-09 07:53:37 +0000 UTCAwesome art by: Goat-kid
To say that the night was a monumental disaster was an understatement. For Sam, it was a favorite holiday that she looked forward to, as she was quite the artistic person and would often make elaborate costumes to go out to parties with and hang out with her friends.
Things had been very tough for the red furred vixen though. Having recently lost both of her parents to a house fire two months ago, she relied heavily on her mate for emotional support. That had been going pretty well, until not twenty minutes earlier she had caught him fucking some girl she had never seen before. Now he was out of her apartment and at the tail end of a constant crying fit, Sam was ready to do something about her life.
She thought it was a colder than usual Halloween night, but it might have been because she was so high up. The vixen slowly made her way to the ledge of the roof, stopped only by the waist high wall that surrounded the perimeter. She stared out at the busy city with all of its holiday lights and gaudy fixtures with the people dressed up and doing their rounds of fun.
Her favorite night was to be forever blemished with this evening's events. She hated that, and she didn't want it to be. Tears welled in her eyes as she set her paws on the ledge and shakily pushed herself up to stand on it. Her entire body was vibrating as she straightened her legs to come to her full height. There was no longer anything protecting her from plummeting ten stories to her death, and while her body was screaming for her not to, her mind was set on that goal.
The tears came faster and in greater volume as she stayed there, just lookin out at the final moments of living before she ended it all. When she became satisfied, she willed herself forward.
But she didn't move. Her muscles seemed locked in place, almost as if she were paralyzed. She stifled a sob and closed her eyes, unsure of what was happening. Maybe her body had a harder grip on her mind than she thought and she really didn't want to go through with this. She desperately hoped that a stiff wind might come by to push her off or that she might lose her balance with her eyes closed like this.
“You okay?” A friendly voice spoke from right beside her. Sam screamed and startled which sent her entire body in a swaying motion as she lost her balance. The ground looked like it made a leap up towards her as her arms wheeled and her hips swayed. Her eyes stared out at the city as wide as they could be and she gasped as she felt like she was losing the battle to stay upright and that she would soon be hurdling for the street. But then a firm paw grasped her arm and everything locked back into a stable pose.
Sam whirled towards the direction of the voice and found the interesting image that was Malek standing there with a smile. She scowled and gave a tug at his grip. “Let go,” she snapped.
“Okay,” he said and released her. The motion was unexpected and she wheeled her arms to stabilize herself again. The male quirked an eyebrow as he watched. “So uh...trying to kill yourself?” He asked and set both of his paws on the wall ledge so that he could over look the city.
“Uh...Y-yeah?” she mumbled and looked back at him. “Don't try and talk me out of it!”
Malek gave a friendly smile and turned around to lean back against the ledge. “I'm not here to ruin any plans. I just came here for a smoke.” He proceeded to pull a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and then slipped one out to place it between his lips. He then lit it with a quickly conjured lighter from the palm of his paw and took a brief drag.
Sam stared at the wolf in silence for a few more seconds and became fixated on the cigarette. For some odd reason she was desperately craving a smoke, and she hadn't bothered to bring her own up there for obvious reasons. After the wolf had taken a second drag, she finally spoke. “Mind if I bum one from ya?”
“Not at all, but I'm not coming up there to give it to ya,” he replied and looked up at her from the corner of his eye. The vixen narrowed her eyes at him and then sighed. She carefully lowered herself to the ledge and then hopped down to the roof. Malek held out the pack to her and she selected one of the cigarettes. Then he flicked his lighter on and held it out for her to light up.
After a slow puff and an exhale that doubled as a sigh, she turned towards the wolf again. “So what's up with the antlers?” she said bluntly.
“It's Halloween, isn't it?” he replied flatly and turned towards her as well, their eyes locking. Then he glanced back over the ledge. “What's up with the jumping to your death thing?”
“Life is shit,” she grumbled and crossed her arms over her chest.
Malek laughed and flicked the ash from his cigarette. “Well, that's the truth for most things. What specifically about life is shit for you?”
Sam shrugged. “Cheating scumbag of a boyfriend. Ex, I mean,” she huffed. “Parents passed away recently. Thought I should join them since I have no one here.”
Malek made it look like he was thinking on her words at the moment and gave a sagely nod of his head. “Well I can't do much about dead parents, but cheating boyfriends are different. I've got, like, ten minutes before I have to go. Need me to rough someone up for ya?” The incubus gave a half smile and winked. For the first time that night, the vixen smiled.
“I...don't think that'll be necessary...” she said slowly as she thought how satisfying it would be to see her ex beaten up, especially by someone as scary and handsome as this new guy. “Oh, I'm Sam, by the way,” she said and offered her paw to him.
“I'm James.” The wolf reached out and shook her paw.
“So, James, you wouldn't happen to be an angel, would you?” Sam asked after flicking the ash from her cigarette. Malek chuckled darkly and grinned.
“Nah, far from it actually. I'm a bit too naughty to be an angel,” he said happily. Every word that the incubus spoke there came another hint of his spell. He was slowly drawing out the precise chemicals in her brain. He made her serotonin levels spike and he was so subtly influencing her thoughts.
“Naughty eh?” she giggled. “What is that supposed to mean?”
Malek shrugged and finished off the last of his cigarette. “Well, let's just say lust is a major sin of mine. Far too much for any angel to handle.” Sam bit her lip as she listened and she looked over his body once again. He was profoundly attractive and nice. It was at that time that the vixen realized how hot she had become. Maybe it was from the adrenaline of having almost jumped to her death or the rush she was feeling from having her life saved, but she could feel her arousal rising. The wolf smirked to himself when he caught the subtle hints that her body was giving off.
“Well, Sam, it was nice chatting with you but I have to get going. Are you gunna be okay?” Malek asked as he pushed himself off from the wall and began walking towards the stairwell door.
“W-wait!” The vixen shouted and grabbed for the other's arm. He stopped when she made contact and glanced back at her with a cocked eyebrow. “I...I just need a bit more company is all. I really don't want to be alone,” she said and gave him an apologetic smile.
Malek faked a genuine smile and nodded as he came to stand by her side once again. “All right then. Maybe while we're here we can think of a good way to get back at your ex,” he offered.
“Heh, that'd be great. Have any thoughts off the top of your head?” she asked.
“Well...” Malek began while making it obvious as he looked over her body and finally settling on her eyes. “Hmm, nah, never mind.”
“What?” she laughed and grabbed for his other arm to hold him by both. The incubus looked away coyly and smiled bashfully.
“I mean...we could always do something naughty. Maybe take a pic of me and send it to him? Or something more lewd?” he suggested and shrugged his shoulders. His words made Sam's cheek flush brightly and she had to bite her lip even harder from screaming out her joy for the suggestions.
“That would be perfect!” She grabbed for the phone in her pocket and fumbled with it to get it to her camera app. “I like the suggestion of something more lewd. Do you mind if I take a selfie with your dick?” She clutched the phone in both paws and held it close to her muzzle as if to hide her face.
Malek chuckled lowly and shrugged. “Sure, why not?” He began to undo the front of his pants right away. Sam squealed excitedly and got down on her knees to get nice and close to the wolf's waist. At the same time, Malek withdrew his soft cock from his pants and presented it to the woman. She paused for a moment when she saw its size. He was easily thicker than her ex and three inches longer. She bit her lip and moved closer to put her head against his thigh, the dick almost touching her cheek.
Sam smiled widely and held the phone out. She snapped a quick picture and then went about putting a caption on it and sending it away. “That'll teach that asshole to cheat on me,” she huffed and glanced back at the wolf's member. He still hadn't put it away.
“So what did you tell him?” Malek asked and leaned forward to try and see her screen.
The vixen blushed and quickly hid her screen from him. “Oh, I uh...I said that I just got done sucking this dick.” Malek laughed and watched her a little more closely.
“Ooh, quite the liar,” he chastised playfully.
“Well, I don't have to be,” she offered and glanced up at him and then down at his member. Malek gripped his shaft by the base and gave it a playful push towards her.
“You can touch it if you want. I wouldn't say no to a blowjob,” he replied. Sam didn't say anything, instead she opened her mouth and leaned closer to the wolf's lap. She ran her tongue across his length, getting a good taste of her savior. Malek murred and pushed a little closer to her and she showed to be hungrier than he expected.
She took a hold of his cock and brought his tip to her lips. She eased it into her mouth and went as deep as she initially could. Her tongue stroked back and forth over his length and coaxed him to an erect state. Malek watched her and licked his lips. He was getting hungrier for her soul and it would seem that his tricks had paid off. Now all he had to do was enjoy her treatment.
A soft moan escaped Sam's mouth as she felt the wolf's cock swell between her lips. She slurped when she pulled back and pumped him from base to tip with her paw. She swallowed some excess saliva and precum and looked up at the wolf with a lustful gaze. Malek met her eyes and grinned. She could feel his heartbeat through the slick flesh and with every pump he became stiffer.
The incubus reached out and set his paw against the back of her head and guided her mouth back to his length. She was eager to get back to work, delving him all the way back to her throat and letting him rest there while her tongue swathed back and forth against his underside. A low grunt echoed from Malek's throat and he began to push and pull his hips while he held her. His fingers slowly entwined within her hair to get a better grip.
While his flesh met her own, his magical influence over her mind began to become much more stable. He was feeding her hungrier impulses, her mind was in an aroused craze that she was lulled into believing was her own doing. She was more malleable than ever now, and the glow of the symbol of his forehead increased to mark the intensity of his effort.
Soft gagging sounds emanated from the vixen as she would take him as deep as she possibly could. Her tongue would hang out from the bottom of her mouth to lick his balls while her throat would stroke him off. The pleasure was substantial for the demon, but certainly nothing that would make him lose his composure. With a rough grunt, he pulled her head back and stared down at her.
Sam was breathing hard and had a dazed expression on her face. He looked into her eyes and found that she was under acute magical duress. If he tried influencing her anymore, she would under go the same kind of lobotomization that he had done to the first woman of the evening.
“Take off your clothes,” he demanded.
Sam wasn't entirely coherent, and she required more magic to keep her body moving. His influence was more akin to control magic rather than influence magic by this point, though her mind and soul were still tethered closely. If she wasn't destined to be his meal, then she would have made an excellent sex slave by this point.
The vixen began stripping right away and without question. She was quick to be naked and when fully nude, waited for his next command to be given. He grinned down at her as he moved closer and gave her a slight shove by pressing his finger against her forehead. “Lie back,” he demanded. While she flopped to the ground, the clothes over the incubus disintegrated, though he didn't care if she saw it happen, her mind was too far gone.
She moaned in anticipation as the wolf got down between her legs. He grasped her thighs and drew her closer to his lap. His cock prodded her cunt and became immediately soaked in her juices. He chuckled darkly and licked his lips as he sank himself inside.
She was a very tight woman and her body gripped him in a way that told him it didn't want to let go. He was able to fit every inch of his shaft inside of her and he began to pump hard right away. Her kept his back straight as he stared down at her, no longer concentrating on spells and instead letting the physical pleasures come on more naturally. The vixen was moaning nice and loudly, music to the incubus's ears as he picked up his speed and strength.
Her body jostled from every hit. Her breasts were bouncing freely and the loud smack of their thighs meeting echoed high into the air. Her cries of ecstasy mixed with his low growls of bliss. The harder he thrusted the more he began to lean over her body. Sam had her head tilted up and her eyes closed. She could not see how his own irises were glowing like the bright stars above in the nearly cloudless sky.
Malek leaned far enough forward that he clamped his lips around one of her nipples and he flicked his forked tongue across its sensitive surface. Precum was spilling from his shaft and making the already very slick motion much more easy. As he pulled at her breast with his sharp teeth, the vixen would arch her back as if to follow the direction that she was being tugged. All the while, the demon didn't falter his pace.
From the brief contact of his mouth, he could taste her soul. It was so very delicious. It made his stomach grumble and he wanted to so badly pull it out of her and eat. He wanted to break open his collecting orb and consume that other soul inside of it as well, but he knew that he couldn't. Between sensual licks of Sam's nipple, he cursed Mayline once more.
He shook the thought of the damnable succubus from his mind and thought to at least enjoy the carnal pleasure while he could. Many minutes had ticked away and the wolf was getting close to an orgasm. While the vixen couldn't really speak at the moment, her own wails of pleasure told the demon all he needed to know about her state. Not to mention the sensation of her hot, femme juices pouring out around his cock and pooling on the roof.
Malek pulled his mouth back and straightened his posture once again. Sam barely had the cognitive ability to breath but the intense euphoria she was experiencing was more than evident for her body to process. The wolf stared down at her with the same expression that someone might a fat, juicy steak that was coming to their table at a restaurant. As the pleasure grew greater within him, he drew both of his paws to over over the vixen's belly and he flexed all of his claws.
A surge of the incubus's cum filled the woman's tight insides and she cried out pitifully as she experienced a supernatural warmth that reached out to every fiber of her being. Malek let out an orgasmic snarl and bared his sharp teeth. As his balls emptied and his pounding slowed, he thrusted his claws into the vixen's belly, all ten at once.
It seemed that pain was also a thing that her body and mind could still register, as her moans of ecstasy turned into screams of terror. She snapped her eyes open and leaned up so that she could stare down at her stomach. His finger tips were the only things that were on the outside of her skin. She was carrying on like he was cutting her open with a chainsaw. Her body thrashed around and her arms flailed in agony as he began to withdraw his paws.
The misty veil of her soul came up with them and he laughed at her horrified expression as he extracted the confines of her mortal being. She tried to grab at the sheet and pull it back into herself as if she knew what it was and what he was doing, but her fingers would always swipe through the membrane like it were smoke. When she would grasp at his own arms she would find that either he had become incredibly strong or she had become incredibly weak. In short, there was nothing she could have done to halt his progress.
As the last few drops of Malek's thick cum spurted into her, the strands that held Sam's soul to her body began to snap. The more that did the weaker she became and the more of her mind became disconnected. Her arms eventually dropped to her sides and she squirmed as the remnants of her mind at least told her that she needed to do something to stay whatever it was that was happening to her.
Then the last strand broke, and the vixen settled into a cold silence, her last breath coming as a moaning exhale as she stared up at the sky with unfocused eyes. A sinister cackle thundered from the incubus and he stared down at the wispy substance between his paws. Delicious and juicy, he reminded himself and clamped his mouth shut with an audible snap.
The black containment orb appeared above his head and he flung the vixen's spirit at it. It was sucked away across the sphere's surface and then fully vanished in a split second. Malek withdrew his cock from the dead girl's cunt and then he ascended into the air without so much as a second glance towards his latest victim.
Decisions decisions, Malek thought to himself as he began to scan the city horizon. The night was half way over already and he needed to get more souls. He could tell that he was falling behind which meant that he needed to up his game drastically. He spied a graveyard in the distance and a slight light dancing among the tombstones. With his enhanced vision he could make out the figure of a young girl, and it was then that he decided his next victim would be her.
