Crazy Seduction(erotica)

Henry glared down into tear-filled eyes, but he could see she wasn’t so much sad as frustrated. She was glaring back at him but squirming under his body. He’d had enough. “Is attacking me your only response to having your mistakes pointed out-mmmph!”

Yuko kissed him fiercely and desperately as he jolted with surprise. He released her hands in an attempt to push himself off, but her arms went around his torso to cling to him. He couldn’t prevent his body from responding, but his mind wanted nothing to do with this. She moaned in frustration when he finally managed to pull free.

She looked into his confused eyes, pushed clear of him to leap to her feet and ran from his condo, grabbing her shoes on the way. The room fell silent.

“It’s true!” Kali gasped as she climbed back to her feet. “You can block magic!” Her eyes glowed with her excitement. “It was very nice meeting you again. I hope to see much more of you in the future!” With that she turned and rushed from his condo, taking her sandals with her.

Marisa moved to the door and locked it before quickly returning to Henry’s side. “Are you ok?” she asked.

“I have no idea,” he mumbled as he rubbed his tingling hands. He looked into her concerned eyes and shook his head. “I can’t figure Yuko out at all. First, she wants to kill me; then she’s kissing me?!? Which is it? Kiss or Kill?”

Marisa smiled. “Why can’t it be both?”

Henry’s eyebrows rose.

Her grin widened. “She’s a woman! We are wondrous creatures of inscrutable intentions.”

“I’m doomed,” Henry moaned in despair.

“I’m more concerned with the second woman. Who was she?” Marisa asked.

Henry nodded. “Kali Chandra. The younger sister of Mahati, VRL’s external counsel.”

It was Marisa’s turn to look surprised. “She said, she’s met you before?”

He nodded. “A little while ago I went to a local Thai restaurant for dinner with Sandy, Dayshia, and Tish. She was at the next table with some of Yuko’s friends. I had no idea who she was at the time. I didn’t know her name until today. She told Mahati about me though. That was before Mahati met me and tried to kill me.” He sighed. “Too many people trying to kill me.”

She kissed him on the cheek again. “Any bacon left?”

He let out a long sigh. “I never finished my breakfast. Barely started actually,” he said looking over at the breakfast bar where he’d almost cut his finger off. He frowned.

Marisa popped up to her feet and walked over to the bar to sit in his chair. She began eating his breakfast. As he approached, she shot him a cheeky smile. He snorted and began to prepare another meal.

“Shocking stuff happening in Kansas! I’m amazed the Council hasn’t found a way to suppress this.” Marisa said as she looked at the website Henry had pulled up. She played the video and gasped in shock.

Henry didn’t say a word. He just kept preparing his breakfast. When it was ready, he sat next to her and ate quietly, never looking at the stories she was reading. She was mumbling to herself as she was shocked by what she learned.

“The Colonel running the operation was one of the victims of the creature.” She read silently for a bit. “From what it says, he is- was a controversial, hard liner in Washington. Mostly due to his interrogation techniques on prisoners in the last war. He still had his job so he must have had friends in high places.”

Henry wasn’t listening as he was lost in his memories of the night before. If he relaxed and let them bubble up on their own, they filled in the blanks from the time he’d been out of his body. Now, the ones surfacing were drawn there by Marisa’s comments regarding the Colonel. He now knew these memories were artifacts of his mind to mind conversation with the Glass People. That name resonated with him. He could see… images, memories… he knew they weren’t his. Thankfully, they didn’t feel like his so he could distinguish them as separate.

Finally, he felt her attention turn back to him.

“Henry? What’s wrong? You’re so quiet.”

“He was starving them,” he said quietly.

“Who was?”

“The Colonel. He ordered the soldiers to jail the Glass People in the gym. Blocked off all the light. That’s how they fed.”

She was looking at him nervously. “Henry, how do you know this?” she asked softly.

He squirmed. “I thought it was just a surreal dream. I’ve had them for a while. But after seeing that story online… I now know it was real. I visited them last night. The Glass People. They were calling out to me… through the… energy in me. They were starving, some close to death, desperate. I… opened a way for them to the other side, helped them escape but that black thing came back through before I closed the rift and fled.”

“Other side?” she squeaked.

He frowned. “The source of the energy or magic within me. The Glass People like it there.”

“Have you been there?” Marisa asked, and he looked into her troubled eyes. He shrugged. “I… I think so? It seemed familiar? What I thought were just dreams are memories, and they’re becoming sharper. Red grassy hillside, yellow sky, and a big red-orange sun throwing off the most amazing light. Sorry, I think that last impression was from them.”

Marisa was staring at Henry. His out of body experience included interacting with the physical realm and telepathy of some kind. That was significant power! But he showed no other signs of wielding capabilities! “So, you went to Kansas?”

“And China.”

“WHAT?!?” she exclaimed.

“There was one more of the Glass People there. He was so lonely. He’d been talking with the others and wanted to go with them, so I went there and helped him escape the soldiers.”

“HENRY! I’ve heard of powerful wielders being able to cast their minds into the surrounding neighborhood or maybe a nearby city but never traveling around the globe! You could have lost your connection to your body! You could have died! Promise me you’ll never do that again!” She took his hands in hers but forced her seer sight way down as there were substantial fluctuations in Henry’s aura. She was too frightened to see the images.

He shrugged as he couldn’t promise something he seemed to have little control over. He looked at Marisa’s hands holding his and took comfort from her touch. “I remember feeling so tired. I had nothing left after the last one escaped. No strength to get back, so I just let the Fae healing spell take me up into the sky, and I drifted.” He paused as he recalled. “Then I heard Meixiu. I don’t know why her voice comes through so clear, but it guided me back.” His eyes widened as another memory solidified. “Oh! She pulled me back when I flew with the fighter pilot into the other side! I did go there!”

Marisa pulled him to his feet and held him tight against her. He could feel her trembling, so he rubbed her back until she calmed.

“I never wanted any of this. If I could, I’d go back to just being little, insignificant Stanley Garin on his first day at his first job, working for VRL with you. Honestly, that was the best day of my life,” he said longingly.

Marisa’s heart was breaking. She pulled back from the hug and kissed Henry deeply, and he returned it with an almost desperate need to connect. Maintaining the kiss, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her back to his room and eased her down on his bed. He finally pulled back as Marisa released her glamor, so he did as well. She lifted her arms to him, so he leaned down and kissed her deeply once more as her arms wrapped around him. He felt safe in her embrace. Her touch calmed him more than anyone else’s. She’d been there when he was a small man, stuttering in the presence of beauty and her touch had untied his treacherous tongue.

He gently lowered his larger body over hers, and she sighed as they met. They rocked together, stroking against each other, increasing their need. Her body was receptive to his, and they fit together so well. His kiss became demanding, and she pulled him tighter as he finally slipped inside.

Marisa broke from the kiss to gasp as he was so large in his natural state. Hot and thick, she felt him sinking deeper and deeper into her body. Marisa craved this! She needed more and wrapped her legs around his powerful thighs to pull him deeper.

Henry gasped and trembled as this was intensely intimate. He looked into her eyes, and she looked back and smiled at him. God, she was so incredibly beautiful, and she wanted him! That fact centered Henry’s world and gave his life a foundation. He was so grateful for her presence in his life. He knew Succubi were wired differently than humans when it came to relationships, but he could feel Marisa’s genuine emotional connection to him, and that gave him strength.

He drew himself out and thrust forward. Marisa’s eyes flew wide, and her mouth dropped open in a gasp as she clung to him tightly. His desire surged, and he sped his movements until he was driving her against the mattress harder and harder. She was crying out in bliss, and her voice had risen above the register for hearing. He felt her begin to lose coordination as her release tipped over the edge and crashed through her senses. He was right behind her, and thick ropes of cum surged into her depths.

“HENRY! OH! Ffffffffffuuuuuuuccccckkkkk!!!!! Sssssoooooo gooooooood!” she sighed in ecstasy as the Wild Magic flooded through her cells once more.

They clung to each other for long minutes as they enjoyed the ebb of their pleasure. Henry tenderly kissed Marisa’s forehead and cheeks until she giggled and gently pushed him back. She smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling and noted his aura was calm once again. Still shot through with dark streaks which she refused to examine closer, but the bright zones gleamed with promise. She avoided looking too closely at those as well.

Eventually, they had to separate though they moaned to each other which ended in giggles. Once apart they went to the shower and cleaned up, human disguises back in place.

They got dressed in their glamors once more and moved back to the bar to clean up their dishes.

“Oh, before I forget again, Sandy, Tish, and Dayshia said they wanted to visit you this afternoon. They were truly upset when you were grabbed at the club last night.”

Henry recalled the event and winced. “My drink was spiked by Roger.”

Marisa smiled. “Yes, he’s going to get a beating from those ladies for that.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Another fact burbled up from the depths of Henry’s brain. “Ikehorn, Mab’s… man? He brought me home.”

Marisa nodded with a little frown. “I don’t trust him, and I certainly question his motives. It worked out this time but staying away from the Fae is always a safe route.”