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I lift my arms and legs, getting each limb about half a foot into the air before being pulled back onto the bed. This, I decide, is not kosher.

"Way to go Fluffy, really screwing the pooch on this one."

A husky giggle caught in my ears, making them swivel to where I heard the sound. Unfortunately it came from all over the room.

"Screwing the pooch? Oh Fluffy, the pooch has nothing on me."

Annabelle materialized out of the shadows of my room, despite one of my large double door windows being open from one of her power displays earlier. I twist about trying to see where she is walking as her feet pad softly across the hardwood floor. She steps into the moonlight, letting bright light illuminate her dark body and smoldering neon blue eyes. Her stripes pulsed and flared with her sexual energy, matching the color intensity of her eyes and hair. Leaning back against the far wall, Annabelle lifted her paws to her chest, taking each breast into her palms and slowly kneaded and pulled on them while squeezing hard enough to make herself squirm.

" 'Belle, come on. Let me out of these chains of yours. We can work-"

Apparently we couldn't. I found Annabelle on top of me in an instant. Straddling my hips with her rump rubbing against my softening member (Although the way she felt and how she sat on me I doubt that would last for long) and a paw on my chest, she grabbed my lower jaw and snout, making me shut up as she looked down on me in a cool stare?

"Work something out? Why? Are you not enjoying some much needed attention? No, Nethaniel Emry Einar Skytower. You will not get out of my chains until I am sure that some life still exists within you."

That scared me, on more levels than one. She said my full Name; yes, capital-N name. Secondly, what was she talking about? Didn't I already express that I live after what she just performed on me merely moments ago? What else could I do?

"You don't get it do you?" Annabelle's voice digresses from the tone of anger to one of...pity? She leans forward and bumps her nose against mine before sliding her muzzle along mine with a soft sigh.

"You're not alone anymore. You're friends are here for you. Stubborn and as thick-headed as you are, you have to understand that every now and again you have got to do more than fight. You have to live."

Annabelle lifts herself away from my face and repositions herself so that her breasts hung over my head. Balancing on one paw she hefts one and bends her arm to allow herself to bring it within licking distance if I didn't move my head.

"Let me treat you the way I've wanted to ever since you have shown me what you bear. Nethaniel, please, let me take care of you tonight."

Annabelle's words sink into my ears, my body flushing with warmth as I lift my head and lick the offered nipple. The brief contact I felt against her bare skin allows me to understand how feverish with desire she is feeling. Is this Annabelle, or the Succubus I am dealing with? She kept herself still as I slowly licked at her nipple, lifting my head slightly in an attempt to capture her aroused bud in my lips.

She sighs heavily, reworking her paw and kneading her breast as I capture her bud between my lips and suck on it while letting my head rest against my pillows. It drew a moan from her lips as she continued to knead, the motions making me think she was trying to assist in milking herself with my mouth considered the pump.

I close my eyes, letting my tongue wrap around her nipple before pulling away and then dragging it upwards across the stiff bud. Annabelle kept kneading herself, eyes closed and she starting to bite the corner of her lips before I lost sight of her.

Relying on my senses brought the lustful play into a new light, so to speak. Feeling lost before, when Annabelle first used her powers to blind me, it caught me unprepared. However, I could use this to my advantage this time. I felt Annabelle start to pull away, and I clamp my teeth around her offered breast. She hisses sharply, freezing in her movements as I apply my tongue to her nipple. Keeping her off balance, I summoned my will and let it spread throughout my body and opened up my Vision.

I thought I was prepared, but when I opened up my Eyes and gazed up Annabelle. Hot damn, I was in all sorts of trouble. Annabelle's image was awe striking. When using my Vision, I can only explain it as being able to see the energy of what my surroundings are and what they truly are. That being understood, wow. Annabelle was a bright cotton candy pink, defining features barely recognizable. Angelic wings spread out from-wait, what? Annabelle is a succubus, or so I thought. Her form reared back and I felt her weight press down on my hips as she rubbed herself with my body. The entire room looked like something out of a computer matrix. Bright blues, pinks, yellows, greens, neon purples and blinding white lines criss-crossed around my apartment and beyond, out my windows, and if I could take a look outside, I am positive I will be blind from the sight.

Yellow lines made up the majority of the lines turning my apartment bedroom into an 'Etch and Sketch', I'm guessing electricity lines. Thick blue line ran out of my bathroom and towards the kitchen in the other section of my apartment. Green lines connected to a few devices in my apartment. Annabelle still surprised me the most. Her outline was fringed in the neon purple and it spread out like roots throughout my apartment. In fact, it was those roots that held me strapped down.

In use of my Vision, I noticed myself for the first time. A luminescent white, with streaks of black arcing through my limbs from a point I couldn't see. I generated the white lines, the lines that appeared as fractures and cracks throughout my room and the rest of my apartment. I couldn't maintain my Vision for long, the reason why is time consuming and, well there is an extremely willing angel...succubus...woman rubbing against me and drawing my focus apart once more.

The sound of rushing wind filled my ears and my Vision vanished with a pop, leaving me in darkness once again. I was breathing rapidly and staring up at Annabelle, her body illuminated by her stripes. Grinding her sex against mine, she lifted her breasts back into her paws and moaning out as she built herself up to a peak I couldn't obtain yet.

I had a feeling it wouldn't take me very long. I could feel myself stirring quickly with Annabelle's wet nether lips rubbing back and forth along my length. Annabelle's teeth flashed in the moonlight, which made me stop for a moment and think. When I used my Vision, why didn't the moonlight show up in my view? It's a powerful source of energy, like the sun? Again my thoughts were shattered when Annabelle shifted position. I watched as she swung her leg over my body and again with her opposite leg, turning herself around.

I watch as Annabelle straddles my body again her rear facing towards me and tail lifted high. Backwards she brought herself and I saw the puckering of her tail hole and just below that her glistening lips and a small clear tear shaped drop of her arousal splash onto my chest. She backed herself up till her womanhood was straight above me. I knew what she wanted. I flexed against my binds, the thought of Annabelle's roots still fresh in my mind, and felt them grow tighter against me, drawing my arms and paws back down onto the bed despite what resistance I put up. I could only move my head and I lifted it up to press my nose against Annabelle's slit and opened my mouth to draw my tongue against her slick lips. Her taste was bitter at first, but after a few more licks I tasted something sweeter. Annabelle had already climaxed from before, and being this close to her I could feel her sexual energy radiate.

Annabelle let out a curtly cut off gasp, my tongue disheveling her attention like she had my focus earlier. She lowered her body down further, forcing her sex on my muzzle. I'm not exactly opposed to eating a woman out, in fact, I like doing it but, using my muzzle as a dildo isn't the best use for it. Against the judgement crying out to be used above me and in my groin, I tilted my head and felt Annabelle's lips press to the top of my muzzle. She wasn't expecting this and jumped back upward with a shrill "Eek!" (Seriously, even when she's practically radiating lust she can pull off the cute squeak? Guys are doomed around her, and women for that matter).

Annabelle righted herself and straddled my chest while leaning forward to have her breasts on either side of my nose. Eyes going cross-eyed at looking at her cleavage, her stripes of bright blue flashing, I only became faintly aware of a sudden heat enveloping my member. When my nerves decided to finally pay attention to the rest of my body and not boobs, I felt my mind yell "Warning!" before that heat flare into my groin as Annabelle slid herself down my length, burying it inside of her.

If words could describe what it felt to be finally inside of her properly (Not against oral or anal but, primal instincts are the ruling body here all of a sudden), dictionary and thesauruses just don't have anything that even compliments Annabelle.

My body jolted and arched, chest and abdomen wrenching upwards as my mouth flew open in a silent gasp. I became aware of Annabelle's smile, beautiful, predatory, dangerous, alluring. Whatever mental shielding I thought I had quickly reduced to a dangerous state as Annabelle seated herself on me. Taking my entire length inside with a pleased whimper, grinding herself against my already swollen knot. I already wanted to spill my seed into her, but I felt my lower half dull in sensation.

"Not yet Foxy~," Annabelle huskily cooed, "I'm nowhere close to being done with your cock." She leaned forward, lifting slightly off my member and it felt as though I was being stroked repeatedly with wet velvet, combined with the sudden flash of cold from the air wafting into my room from the open window. Annabelle reached down and wrapped her paw around the back of my neck and skull, lifting my head up as he tilted her head to the side and brought her lips to mine and kissed me with an intimacy I had never known. She held me like this for a while as we kissed each other, me being vaguely aware of her lifting herself up and sliding down my shaft.

She broke our string of kisses to lick her lips, cutting the small thin strand of saliva that connected us lip to lip. "Mmh, dammit Neth. Why did it take-," she whimpered as she leaned back, letting her paws rest on the bed beside her folded legs as she worked her hips. I looked down, watching my fire engine red shaft disappear into and reappear from her bright blue hued lips. She rode me like this for what felt like hours, each time I got close that same numbing sensation struck me, rendering me useless even more so than I already was. I could feel her hit her climax twice. A flash of searing heat that made me hiss in brief pain and lasting pleasure as she gripped my length and girth in her wet folds, one indication of her climax, along with the excess cum that dripped down and soaked my groin and hers further.

I felt a flicker of power and around my room, electronics glitched and the outlets sparked. Annabelle flung herself forward and crashed onto my chest as she buried my length in her again, grinding against me while making pitiful whimpers and moaning into my ear. "Gods, Neth, fuck me please! I release you from your bonds but, please. Fuck me!"

I could feel strength flowing back into my limbs as Annabelle's roots released me, as her words of power commanded. I was too far gone at this point to not fuck her. I wanted to finish. I wanted to make her moan out into the night, make any spirit, mortal, and non', blush in embarrassment and jealousy. I felt my mental barriers come crashing down, a primal hunger roaring within me that it was finally free to feast. I wrapped my arms around Annbelle and threw ourselves over, rolling till I was on top of her. I gathered my knees underneath me and lowered my arms to hook under Annabelle's knees. I lifted and sat up, pulling myself out with a schlick. My cock was drenched in Annabelle's fluids, and the cool night air did nothing to the heat radiating from us both at this point.

Annabelle moaned and her eyes pleaded for me to put myself back inside of her. With a quick motion I flipped her over, getting a face full of her tail and a squeak of surprise. She quickly recovered and got up onto her knees and paws, curling her tail off to the side to give me unrestricted access. I had a feeling that my sheets would be needed to be burned, as they would never recover from tonight. I mounted Annabelle with haste that did little to make either of us surprised anymore. With a couple of guiding thrusts, I rammed my hips against her ass cheeks and with a cry of pleasure, felt my tip spear between her wet lips and easily slide forward with my girth spreading her lips open to snugly grip my length until I bounced my knot against her lips, coming to a stop.

Annabelle's back arched, reaching back she took one of my paws and placed it on one of her heavy breasts. Holy shit, did they get bigger? I put that thought away to worry about physiology when I didn't have a succubus to fuck. Grunts, pants, Annabelle's soft squeaks, and fleshy slaps of my hips bouncing on her rear echoed loudly, accompanied with the wet sliding of my shaft back and forth, lips spreading for my knot, coating them with her arousal before I pulled away, breaking the suction developing with each squeeze she performed on me. (I couldn't fathom the kegel exercises she did to...oh right, succubus. She didn't need them)

In this more natural position for me, my climax rebuilt itself into a raging inferno. Annabelle pushed back into me as I rammed forward, wanting it to be harder. With my paw grasping her breast, squeezing as tight as I could, her paw on top it squeezing as well, I let my head rest on her shoulder before lifting it and looking down. I opened my mouth and clamped my fangs into her shoulder, drawing an explicitly erotic moan from Annabelle.

"Oh fuuuck..." The rest of what she said quickly sank into pleasure induced incomprehensible drivel. I couldn't form a response either, grunting and humping my succubus lover until I couldn't any longer. Ramming my knot into her with my last thrust, I couldn't believe it but feeling it swell further inside of her erased any thoughts I had in my mind (a lot like an etch and sketch). Succubus fluids man, making everything bigger....oh, hadn't thought about that before.

I could feel myself cumming. The intensity of it all made me wonder what else Annabelle had done to me as the sheer volume that I released inside of her felt like a bit...much. The searing flash of heat hit my body again, letting me know that Annabelle is climaxing. Then it hit me again, and again in a rapid succession. Tying with her, I couldn't move. Each slowly dying throb of my lodged shaft made my nerves jump and twitch all across my body. I got a glimpse of my fur out of the corner of my eye and saw every strand standing on edge.

Annabelle babbles something incoherent, a sense of satisfaction and peace replacing her aura of lust. Her body is shaking heavily and soon her limbs give out underneath her. Crashing onto my bed, pulling me down on top of her, she squirms as my weight drives my knot and length further in. Sensing a strong resistance against my tip, logic told me it was her womb's entrance. I thought it would cause her pain, but Annabelle squirms and pushes back against me, wanting more (Hey, I'm not a horse so, I think I did pretty okay).

"N...Nethy?"

"....Yeah?" Talking in weak whispers, I am surprised we can manage that much. I felt like I needed to sleep for...a week or something.

"Love you."

Annabelle slipped into her dreamland after that, and laying on top of her, I could only find her paws and curl my fingers around to interlock them with hers. I knew she did, and I did as well.