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Double Trouble - Chapter 10 (Rough Draft)
🕑 Added 2025-12-10 01:56:52 +0000 UTCCharlotte
The sun was setting by the time we finally got back to the town. The gates would be closing soon, according to Reckt, along with most of the shops. It wasn’t too late to get an inn or a meal, though - at least assuming we could get them both in the same location. Otherwise… Well, we did have some food stored in Mikaela’s Empty Bag. In fact, with Reckt now aware of at least most of our secrets, we didn’t really have much of a reason to hide that… Which meant I probably could have been munching down on some skewers or something while we were walking home, if only I’d thought of it.
…Not that it mattered that much when I’d be eating a delicious meal soon enough… or so I thought, anyways, but the inn that Reckt took us to was actually the cheapest in town, and the potato stew they served was kinda… bland? Filling, I guess, but not exactly tasty. Honestly, I seriously considered ditching the food and grabbing something from our magic bag later, but the proprietor kept coming out to check on us and worry over whether we were enjoying the meal and I couldn’t quite bring myself to tell her no, so… Yeah. I ate it.
“Tomorrow I pick the inn,” Mikaela declared, once the meals were over and we’d all been given our room keys. We’d gotten three rooms between us, but I was currently standing in Mikaela’s as she ranted about the bland food, the hard bed and the stiff and scratchy sheets.
“Sure thing, Sis,” I replied, trying not to roll my eyes. It wasn’t that… Okay, it was that bad, but I had other things on my mind. “Just don’t complain to Reckt about it, alright? I think she feels shitty enough for taking us here, but we did insist on us all sharing an inn…”
“Only because I want you to keep an eye on her for a bit,” Mikaela told me. “She knows our secrets, and that makes her a risk. Even if there is something of a connection between our families… And besides, she might… need you. After the trauma of today, I don’t think she should be left to her own devices until we’re sure she’s recovered…”
“Love how that’s a secondary thought for you, Sis.” This time I did roll my eyes a bit. “Relax, I’ll watch over her until she falls asleep, at the very least.”
“And then you’ll head back to your room to entertain yourself, I suppose?” Mikaela asked, arching an eyebrow.
“Speaking of, do you have any good books in that bag of yours?” I asked. “Maybe something about fantasy and adventure?”
“I mostly packed non-fiction,” Mikaela admitted. “But I suppose I might have a book or two to keep you busy…”
“Thanks, Sis. Next time we go home I’ll be sure to grab some of my own stuff…” I had my own enchanted bag, after all - though it wasn’t nearly as fancy as the one Mikaela was carrying, considering I’d done all the enchantments on it myself. No time stop, or weight reduction, just increased size. Not great for food, but perfect for holding a ton of manga and the like. “Anyway, I’m off. Got an appointment to keep with Reckt, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, yes,” Mikaela said. “Just be gentle with her, alright? Humans are squishier than demons, by and large.”
“Demons are squishy compared to us,” I pointed out. “At least so far as the ones in Solla go…” Technically true demons, like our dam and the ones who lived in Hell, were at least as tough as full fledged angels like our mom. Their mortal descendants, on the other hand, had largely been stripped of that power. “Anyway, I’ll be careful, alright? So don’t worry.”
“I always worry when you’re involved,” Sis groused, before flopping back on the bed. “But whatever. I’ll trust you for tonight.”
“Thanks,” I said back, doing my best to ignore the pang of guilt that shot through me in response. It wasn’t like I’d lied to her, or anything… I really was going to be watching over Reckt until she fell asleep - not to mention partaking in activities that would hopefully facilitate that sleep - but… Well, my request for a book had maybe been a touch misleading. I wasn’t planning to read it in bed, after all. For now, though, the less Mikaela knew about my plans the less likely she was to try and stop me.
Shaking that thought off, I made my way out of Mikaela’s room, and into my own straight across the hall. Taking off my pack, I gently set it on the bed and then opened it up to allow Bonny to hop out.
“Not too cramped, I hope?” I asked. I’d shoved almost everything from my pack into my magic bag, leaving it mostly free for Bonny, with just a dress or two for her to burrow under and hide if need be. Still, she was a living creature and the bag wasn’t exactly enchanted for comfort… something I’d have to fix next time I visited home and could make use of my enchantment workshop…
In the meantime, though, Bonny didn’t seem too displeased. She shook her head at my question, and then hopped onto the bed and stretched herself out across the surface.
“You just stay here for a while, alright?” I told her. “I’ll leave my bag behind, so feel free to jump into it if you hear anyone coming. Don’t let them see you.”
Bonny nodded again, and I flashed her a grin.
“Great. I’ll bring you back some nice meat or something as a treat, okay? But for now, I gotta jet it over to Reckt’s place. I bet she’s going a bit stir crazy waiting for me…”
That, or she’d already fallen asleep from exhaustion over the rough day she’d had. One of the two.
***
Reckt, as it turned out, was not asleep from exhaustion. In fact, she was so awake and worked up that the moment I knocked she practically ripped the door from its hinges in an attempt to get it open.
“H-hey, pretty lady,” she said, with a dopey grin on her face. “Fancy meeting you here.”
“Uh-huh. You don’t need the bravado, Reckt. I like you more when you’re just being yourself.”
“I am being myself!” she protested. “Myself is just… you know… bad at this?”
“At flirting? Or just peopling in general?” I teased. “Or maybe it’s the thought of sex in particular that’s gotten you all out of sorts? I mean, come on, you haven’t even taken your clothes off yet.”
“R-right…” Reckt muttered. “My clothes…” She was still wearing the backless blue dress Mikaela had given her, and honestly? She sorta lacked the assets to fill it out - especially up top. Not that she was particularly small, but her boobs were maybe orange-sized at best, while me and Sis were rocking full on melons. That wasn’t the only problem, either - she was shorter than me and Sis, by a couple of inches, so the skirt actually covered her all the way down to the knees, and it looked a touch too tight around the middle, too…
Still, seeing Reckt nervously fiddling with the hem of her ill-fitting dress was kinda cute in its own right.
“You know, I’m starting to think you haven’t exactly made it this far with a lot of girls, before,” I remarked, looking her up and down. “You seem way too nervous.”
“W-well… yeah… I mean, I’m not… I didn’t… I’m actually pretty new to being out on my own… A few months back I was still traveling with Mom and Dam, but… I told them I wanted to go on adventures for myself. Make a name for myself. Be myself, without any guard rails, you know? Except I haven’t been that good at it… All the girls I flirt with turn me down. I barely squeaked by on doing my rookie requests, and I always seem to mess up when it comes to actually completing requests on my own… The whole thing makes me feel like… like I’m just a big…”
“Failure?” I finished for her, speaking softly. “I get that.”
“You?” Reckt asked, blinking at me. “But… you’re a demon princess. You’re basically invincible!”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t mess up,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders. “I mean, compared to Mikaela, I’m basically the family screw up. She’s the one who studies hard, works hard, gets shit done - the one who’s going to inherit the throne. I just fuck around and do whatever I want by contrast…”
“I don’t… you’re not…” Reckt tried, but I could tell she didn’t know what to say.
“It’s fine,” I assured her. “It’s not like my family judges me for it. In fact, I think Mama’s pretty relieved that we figured out who’s taking the throne so easily between us… Doesn’t change the fact that I’ll never amount to half as much as her, though.”
“And you’re… okay with that?” Reckt asked. “With being second?”
“If my family can accept me as I am, then I guess so can I,” I replied, with another shrug. “I mean, yeah, it sucks to think about sometimes - but I know that whatever I end up doing, I’ll have the support of my loved ones. Same for you too, right? Knowing Grell, I bet you could go back home at any time and she’d be fine supporting you until you figured out what you wanted to do next…”
“I guess…” Reckt admitted. “I don’t want to, though. I mean, I already know what I want to do - I wanna be a super rich and famous adventurer, who’s loved by all the ladies in whatever form I’m in. That way people won’t care about my family lineage, and nobody will mind if I’m a bit weird when it comes to gender, or whatever. Maybe word of me will spread to other people in the same boat, and they’ll feel better about themselves, too…”
“Not a bad goal,” I said, a small smile tugging at the corner of my lips. “Wish I had something that grand… but honestly, I don’t know what I want to do with my life. I just know that there’s gotta be something out there only I can do, you know?”
“With your powers?” Reckt asked. “I’m sure you can.”
“What about you? Got any powers of your own? I know your dam did…”
Reckt shook her head. “Blessed bloodline powers like that tend to skip generations… Maybe my kids will have it? Or my grandkids… who knows?”
“I mean, I could probably ask Granny Liz to jumpstart your powers, or whatever, if you really want?” I suggested. “Blessed and cursed bloodlines are basically both code for ‘someone in my family had a kid with a demon’ so I’m betting the genetics are still there just dormant.”
“Really?” Reckt asked, blinking at me. Then she shook her head. “No.”
“You don’t want super powers?” I asked back, a little surprised.
“Not… I mean, yeah, I want them,” she admitted, “but… I feel like if I had dam’s powers, I’d just be an inferior version of her. I want to do my own thing! Prove myself in my own way!”
“Get girls through your own merits?” I teased. “Though I guess you’ve already got one.”
“Thanks, and… no offense? But from what your sister said, I don’t know if getting you in bed is much of an accomplishment…”
“It really isn’t.” I laughed. “But hey, you gotta lose your virginity somehow, right? Baby steps and all that! First you get the super easy girls, then you work your way up to the hard-to-gets.”
“Right…” Reckt shot me a weak smile. “So, uh… where do we begin?”
“Well, we could start in any number of ways… but unless you’ve got a clothed sex kink or fetish of some sort, I’m thinking we start by getting your clothes out of the way.”
“R-right,” Reckt muttered, glancing down at her shirt with reddened cheeks. It was honestly kinda cute, seeing her all flustered. Though I didn’t have a lot of time to appreciate it, seeing as how the red had already faded by the time she’d gotten her dress off, with the underwear following soon after. “What’s next?”
“Next I take off my clothes,” I replied, chuckling a little. Reckt was obviously pretty eager, even if she was a little nervous - and I honestly didn’t mind that one bit.
“R-right… Probably should have seen that coming, huh?”
“Probably,” I agreed, shooting her a teasing grin. I already had the hem of my blouse in my hands, though, and with a single swift motion I pulled it up and over my head. I could have used magic to push off my skirt at the same time, but I kinda wanted to see Reckt’s expression as I shimmied my way out of it.
In the end, I guess I didn’t need to bother though - the way her eyes were locked onto my boobs, I don’t know if she even noticed me taking off my skirt and panties.
“Boob girl, huh?” I teased, reaching behind me to undo the clasp of my bra. It was a proper modern bra, too, not just a breast band like Reckt was wearing. Mama had made a point of modernizing underwear as best she could, though she hadn’t really spread to the lower classes yet, let alone the outside of the tower… Come to think of it, that might have been related to why Reckt was staring so hard, though the fact that she didn’t take her eyes off me when the bra came off didn’t exactly lend that thought any credence. “I’m pretty fond of big asses, myself, but I do get the appeal.”
Honestly, boobs were awesome. It was just that most girls couldn’t exactly compare to me in that compartment, so far as I was concerned… I had a decent bubble butt, too, mind you, but the fact that I spent a lot less time looking at it made it easier for me to appreciate what others had to offer.
“I, uh…” was all Reckt managed, drawing another laugh out of me.
“It’s fine. I know my tits are pretty much perfect. Really perky, too - like, I’m pretty sure they’re defying the laws of physics by staying up so well without a bra…” Though that said, I was perfectly fine consigning the laws of physics to crying in a corner if it meant I got to show off my perky tits.
“Y-yeah,” Reckt said. “They’re uh… Can I touch them?”
“If you want,” I replied, taking a step closer. “It is generally part of the whole ‘sex’ thing.”
“R-right… Yeah. Sex. Which we’re totally gonna be having!” Reckt laughed, nervously.
“Unless you don’t want to?” I asked, eyeing her. “You do know you don’t have to, right? Like, if you wanna, I’m here, but if you don’t then there’s no pressure.”
“N-no! I mean yeah? I mean… yeah, I know, but… I don’t think I’d be able to live myself if I turned down having sex with a hottie like you, so uh… how about we just move onto the whole rocking your world thing?”
This time it was my turn to laugh. “One step at a time, superstar. Something tells me you’re going to need a lesson or two before you start rocking anyone’s world… but now’s as good a time as any to start, right?”
Reckt nodded, nervously, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. She didn’t back up when I moved towards her, though, even if she did flinch just a little when I cupped one of her breasts in my palm.
“Relax,” I whispered in her ear, before gently squeezing her breast. A shudder went through her body, and I heard the faintest noise coming from between her lips. It seemed like she was fighting the urge to moan, just from that little touch.
“Sensitive tits, huh?” I teased. “I get that… mine are pretty sensitive too, especially for their size…” Saying so, I reached down to take her wrist, and guide her hand up to my chest. She seemed to get what I was going for, cupping my tit as soon as she came into contact, but she was clearly too nervous to give it a proper squeeze.
“Go on,” I encouraged her, a soft smile on my lips. “You won’t hurt me.” Not unless I let her, anyway - my body adapted to my desires, and that meant I could increase or decrease my sensitivity to pain, or even injury. Sometimes a little pain play was nice in bed, after all - a little spice to make the pleasure all the sweeter - but that seemed a little too advanced for Reckt at the moment, so I was going all in on sensitivity to pleasure instead. It made her hand feel real good against my chest, my nipples hardening against the surface of her palm, even as she stood there nervously, unsure what to do.
“Like this,” I told her, gently running my thumb over her nipple, before giving her breast another gentle squeeze. She returned the gesture, sending a spark of pleasure through me with her touches, and I smiled in encouragement. “That’s right. You’re getting it…”
She didn’t say anything, too focused on my breasts and her own hands. Not to mention what my hand was doing, slowly stroking her nipple to make it nice and stiff, before pinching it ever so slightly to draw out a gasp from her, and then squeezing to smother any bit of pain with pleasure.
It took a few repeats before she finally worked up the nerve to touch me properly, firming up her grip on my chest.
“A little too tight,” I told her, glad I’d decreased my sensitivity to pain. She eased up, quickly, but I shook my ahead. “Now too loose. Try right in the middle…?”
Her next attempt was successful, earning a smile from me - and a reward, as I squeezed her breast back while stepping a little closer. “Usually, this is where I’d lie you down on the bed and get to work, but first…” I slipped a hand around her, grabbing her ass and giving it a little squeeze. It was soft, but firm, supple and perfect to grip. Just the way I liked it.
Reckt’s cheeks turned bright red in response, but she didn’t try to get away. If anything she seemed to be pushing her rear into my touch, and pushing her chest closer to my breast in the process. She must have enjoyed being fondled, judging by the way she was biting her lip to keep back the moans.
“You know, I kinda like it when a girl screams,” I informed her, taking my hand off her ass so that I could give her a little push towards the bed.
“I always thought I’d be the one making a girl scream,” she protested, even as she made her way to it. “I mean, I did all that big talk about rocking your world, and-”
“And you totally will!” I assured her. “After I teach you a thing or two about how.”
“R-right…” she said, biting her lip again. She didn’t look entirely convinced, but she did look cute. Cute enough that I couldn’t resist giving her a peck on the teat, lips just barely grazing her nipple in a way that drew out the most delightful little squeak.
“You know, I kinda like you a bit better stripped of all the bravado,” I said, before giving her nipple another kiss. This time I took the full thing in my mouth, my teeth grazing against her creamy flesh as my lips sucked upon the length of her nipple. Since my mouth was busy, I decided to it was a shame not to put my fingers to use too, using one hand to grip the very breast I was suckling, as the other reached down, curling a few strands of her bush around my fingers before giving her just the lightest of pulls. She squeaked in response, and I laughed, my chuckle muffled by her tit.
“Something tells me you’re gonna cum pretty easily,” I whisperd, lifting my mouth up from her breast to shoot her a grin.
That adorable blush from earlier was back on her face as she stuttered out, “Sh-shut up… I’m… I’m just…”
“Nervous about your first time getting this close to a girl?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. “There’s nothing wrong with that, you know. Everyone has a first time.”
“Y-yeah, but… I don’t know… I always thought I’d just be good at it? But instead I’m just fighting not to whine and moan and twist about on the bed like… like…”
“Like a girl who’s enjoying herself?” I pushed. “There’s nothing wrong with being on the receiving end, Reckt.”
“Yeah, but… I don’t know, it just… doesn’t mesh with my self-image, I guess? I’m supposed to be the awesome, cool and assuring mentor, and instead I’ve been relying on you and Mikaela to basically carry me…”
“Is that what this is really about?” I asked, frowning. “The spiders, from earlier?”
“No… maybe? I don’t know,” she confessed, burying her head in her hands. “I just… I don’t know. I wanted to thank you in bed, at least, but it’s like I’m feeling defenseless and helpless all over again… except this time it feels so good I’m not even sure I want to fight it, you know?”
“Then don’t fight it. Embrace it. Feel it. And when it’s over, return the favor.”
Reckt hesitated for a moment. “Is that… allowed?”
“It’s encouraged,” I replied, giving her nipple another kiss. “Now stop biting your lip and let me hear your reactions to my work, alright? I want to know I’m doing a good job - especially if you’re going to be returning the favor shortly.”
“R-right…” she said, clearly still nervous. There was a resolve in her eyes that wasn’t there before, though, and I took that as good enough. “I’m gonna rock your world, Charlotte. Just… as soon as you teach me how.”
I chuckled softly, leaning down to kiss her on the breast again. This time she let out a soft moan as I sucked on the nipple, a sharp cry when I bit, and a soft moan as my tongue returned to working at her tip.
Deciding to get our lower bodies into the mix, I positioned one of my legs between Reckt’s, teasing them apart and then pushing my knee up against her sex. Another moan was the reward for my effort, and I could feel how wet she was. How ready. Like a warm, open invitation…
I decided to take it. Parting from her breast with one final squeeze, I ignored the whimpers she let out when her wet nipple was exposed to the air, and moved myself lower down her body. Taking her thighs in hand, I pushed them apart to get better access to her pussy, lowering my head to kiss her inner thighs. Teasing the flesh with my teeth, nipping at her sensitive skin, I slowly worked my way up to her sex proper, teasing them with my tongue before sliding my hands up her thighs to gently part the folds and push my tongue inside.
She cried out, even as I entered, her walls squeezing down around my tongue. It did nothing to stop the assault, though, my slick muscle working its way deeper into her channel even as my thumb moved to brush against her clit. She let out a squeal, and liquid gushed up to fill my mouth, as her back arched and she screamed.
“To think you’d come that easily…” I laughed, unable to help myself.
“S-sorry,” Reckt replied. “But hey, at least now it’s your turn?”
“Almost my turn,” I corrected her, a savage grin on my face.
She swallowed, her cheeks bright red. “B-but I already came…”
“And now you’re going to cum again. Or did you think girls could only go once?”
She had no response to that. Except, perhaps, for the screams I drew out of her shortly after.
***
In the end, Reckt was a little too tired to fulfill her promise of rocking my world. I mean, she tried, but her movements were both sluggish and uncertain, and her tongue work… wasn’t the best. She did manage to pull a single orgasm out of me, though, which is a good thing since I was seriously considering faking it to appease her at one point.
Clumsy as she was, the effort was cute, and the sincerity was appreciated. Any other night I’d probably have encouraged her to stay up and keep trying, and even now part of me was kinda tempted…
Unfortunately, I had something else on my plate, though. Plans that I didn’t think could wait.
Night had already fallen outside after all - and with the night came dangers, thugs and cretins that wouldn’t show themselves in the light of day… or at least I assumed as much.
I’d never actually been one to go out and check before… but tonight? I wasn’t just going to find out if they existed - I was going to stop them in their tracks.
The time for Charlotte the human was past. Tonight, it was time for… Succubus Charlotte, I guess? Sharlotte, maybe?
Okay, so the name needed some work… Hopefully the night would be quiet enough that I could workshop it a little…. And if not? Well, then I guess that meant this world needed a heroine even more badly than I thought.
~~~
Author's Notes
Another full Charlotte chapter! The next one might even be more of the same, depending on how things go with her first adventure? We'll see, I guess... (I have some Vague Ideas for it, but I still need to hammer out the details before I can properly write it up... Not quite sure what I want her first night of heroing to be like...)
In other news, this chapter took me a bit longer to write than I expected. Mostly because it turned out a bit longer than I expected! Over twice the size of my normal chapters... Not that I'm complaining. It feels good to write something with some length to it, every now and again.
My psych prescribed me some more meds to help with depression (and adhd/executive function issues, I guess?) so let's see if I can't be a bit more productive this coming week... My goal is to produce two things by next Weds, so. We'll see how that goes!
