Obscura Knights: Legend of the Black Tower
Story by TulipSquirrel on SoFurry
The Black Tower. For hundreds of generations, its emergence heralds a time of great pain and misery for the mortals of Ronterra. On his eighteenth birthday, Ashter Wilhelm was unfortunate enough to be trapped within the Black Tower's domain. Just when he was about to give up all hope, he was saved by the Sonia Espada of the Obscura Knights. Do they have what it takes to survive the infinite night? Perhaps not alone... but together...?
Hello, hello, everyone, and welcome to a story by me, TulipSquirrel.
So, on October 30/31st, Nintendo released on their NSO a game on their Gameboy called Castlevania: Legends. Now, I've never been the biggest Castlevania fan. I've played their games yeah, but never long enough to get into them, or beat any of them. They're just fun little distractions for a little bit, and then I'm off to other games. But for some reason, playing Castlevania: Legends inspired me. And it probably has something to do with the fact that the main character is this hot, badass chick.
I am a simple man.
After playing some of it, I was inspired to write this story, and it just wouldn't leave my head. Soooooo, once I got done with my previous story, I rushed over to write this one. And I gotta say, writing this was a blast. Despite not being a Castlevania fan, I am well aware of the series and how iconic it is. So I decided to toy with its tropes a bit when writing this story. Even the name of this story 'Obscura Knights: Legend of the Black Tower' is inspired by Metroidvania style games. Specifically, I came up with the title after thinking about 'Bloodstained: Ritual of the Night'... another game I haven't played.
The female lead of this story, Sonia, was inspired by the main character of Castlevania: Legends, her name also being Sonia. Yeah, I guess you can say I got a bit lazy there. Still, the two Sonias are nothing alike. In fact, I'd say that the Sonia of my story is more like Rachel from DOA, what with the black leotard, her tall stature and build, the long blonde hair in a braid, and the fact that she slays demons/monsters. That being said, you have no idea how hard it was to not give my Sonia a whip. While I wanted to be inspired by the Sonia of Castlevania: Legends, I didn't want to copy wholesale from her. Still, a badass woman with a whip fighting monsters is just too cool (and hot) to not write about! Maybe I'll write about a woman with a whip someday... but not today.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story. It was a blast to write, and I can say I really haven't written a story quite like this one before. The action, the horror, the setting; it's all so cool! Though I fear I may be twenty days late; this would have been a perfect story for Halloween! Oh well, better late than never!
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Obscura Knights: Legend of the Black Tower
Run! Run! Run!
“SKRRAAAARRL!!!”
“AARRRR!!!”
“RAAAAWWRR!!!”
Run _faster! _Run faster! RUN FASTER!!!
In the farmlands of Jokke in the kingdom of Ronterra, a boy's eighteenth birthday is often seen as the most important day of their life. Well, next to their wedding, of course. The eighteenth birthday is the day they're seen as a man, and where their role and responsibilities in life are increased. It was a day many dread, but not for him. He was _excited _for it, excited to be seen as an adult. And it all starts the same.
On a boy's eighteenth birthday, his father takes him out on a special hunt.
That's how his morning started. He was woken up by his father, and given the family rifle. As his grandpa told it, they've been using the same rifle for the birthday hunt for the past three generations. It was an honor to hold such a thing, an honor to go out in the fields, and an honor to find a dear grazing in a meadow. Everything was perfect.
Until it wasn't.
The grass tuned black, the skies became purple, and the sun was replaced with a vicious red moon.
The moon...
He had been _running _ever since.
His name was Ashter Wilhelm. He wasn't the tallest, wasn't the burliest, wasn't the strongest either, but he was reliable. The son of a tailor – his mother – and a butcher – his father – you could always rely on him to lend a helping hand if need be. Needed help milking your cows? He was there. Needed help painting your barn? He's on it. Needed help bringing the crops over to the local town for sale? Promise him some lemonade, and he's got your back.
Truth be told, he had no intentions of taking on either of of his parents' trades, or staying in the farmlands of Jokke, as he wished to strike out on his own one day. Sure, he had no idea what it was in life he wanted to do, but he knew it wasn't in the same wheelhouse as his parents. Since become a teenager, he had joined the local post office, taking letters and parcel all across the farmlands of Ronterra. Thankfully, it had gifted him quite the stamina, allowing him to run away from... them.
His hair was short and blonde, a bit messy too thanks to all the flailing he had been doing recently. Wearing dirty overalls and an undershirt, this was not the type of wear one has on when outrunning monsters. And yet he kept his hand on his hat, keeping it fixed in place as he bolted through farmlands.
Jokke – or what he once recognized as Jokke – was warped and disturbed. The barns were twisted, the fields were ragged, a strange, purple miasma wafted over the ground... and no one _was here. Jokke was far from a bustling metropolis, but it you'd be hard pressed to not see someone when you're in the middle of town. But where was Mr. Taft, or Mrs. Beaten? They had all been replaced by... _them.
Leaping over a fence, Ashter quickly rushed for a nearby barn. Behind, he could still hear the rampant roars of those creatures, rushing to end his life. He had only gotten glimpses of them before, but was too terrified to look at them again. He just knew they were abnormally tall, furry, muscular, and green.
And all he had to defend himself was his family's rifle...
Fortunately, the barn in front of him had its gates opened, allowing him to duck inside. Even better, there were objects like hay bails and wooden planks inside, giving him ample cover to hide behind. So Ashter held his breath and ducked down, hiding himself beneath a few objects, while the creatures chasing him arrived.
THWWAAAK!!!
They cared not for the barn's doors as they casually broke it open with their thick, strong arms. Three creatures, each tall, covered in green fur, with rippling muscles, and a single horn from their foreheads. Yet they were somewhat lapine in nature, with their floppy ears and strong legs. But the claws at the ends of their hands were anything but, reminding Ashter more of bears.
There were three of them, and they entered the barn together. Their demonic visages were twisted into sinister smiles, while their bright yellow eyes scanned over the barn in search of him. What did they even want from him? He just turned eighteen; he couldn't have been much nutrition to monsters like them!
Desperate for safety, Ashter continued clutching close his rifle while he watched the trio of monsters. His hiding spot gave him little room to move around in, so if he was caught, there was very little he could do. He just prayed to the goddess Harmonia that he wasn't found. But...
“Skral!?”
It seemed as if the goddess ignored his pleas.
THRASH!!!
“AAH!?”
With one swipe of its massive claw, one of the monsters swatted away Ashter's cover, revealing him to the trio of beings. Mouth agape and eyes wide, the boy pulled away, his back pressed to the wall behind him as he stared up towards his would be killers. Each one grinned from cheek to cheek, unveiling their gnarled white teeth, and dripping fangs.
Slowly they approached Ashter, forcing him to pull up his rifle in some last, vain attempt to protect himself. He had one bullet in the chamber, and this was a bolt-action rifle. Even if he managed to kill one of them, the other two would shred him to pieces. But that didn't stop Ashter from taking aim at the monster directly in front of him. He aimed between its eyes...
POW!
And squeezed the trigger...
Pluck!
His bullet struck right in the center of the creature's head... where it did nothing. Harmlessly it ricocheted off of the monster's skull, where it landed right next to Ashter. Eyes wide, he gasped in shock in confusion, before staring back at the monster in front of him. It didn't even flinch.
“Geh heh heh heh heh!” it chuckled, followed by its allies.
Their sinister laughter belittled Ashter, and horrified him. His bullet did _nothing _to them. And now these creatures were coming closer... and closer... and closer... and--
GRAB!
“AH!?”
Its thick hand falling on his leg, the lead monster began forcibly dragging Ashter out of the barn. He kicked and clawed at the ground to wrest himself from its grasp, but there was nothing he could do! Tossed out into the middle of the field, the boy rolled for a few feet before coming to a halt, where he gasped for breath as he looked up to the blood-red moon overhead.
What... what was even happening?
“Nngh!?”
Even without looking at them, he could feel the creatures approaching him, the air filled with their monstrous chortles. This was it, huh? Viciously mutilated by monsters on his eighteenth birthday, with nothing but the red moon overhead? What did he do to deserve this? And what of his family?
Aah...
Ashter closed his eyes. He could only pray that his death would come quick and painless... though with how the monsters seemed to take glee in his suffering, he doubted it. Well...
One of the beasts raised its deadly claw; Ashter flinched.
SHWING!
Thud!
But... no strike ever came. When Ashter found the courage to part his hands, he saw the monster which stood directly before him... only... it was missing its head. And when looked down, he saw that the head of said monster was resting between his legs. It too appeared just as confused as he was in its waning moments of life.
“GAH!? WH-WHAT!?”
Adrenaline pumping through his veins, Ashter quickly scooted back, putting distance between himself and these monsters, while they looked around in confusion. They stopped when their eyes fell on the rooftop of a nearby church. For standing perched at the very top of the cathedral was a woman.
From this distance, Ashter could not see much of her, only her silhouette. She had a cloak on her body which wavered in the wind, a tall and voluptuous figure... and a scythe _in hand. He tried squinting, _juuuuuust to get a better view of her, but with the red moon at her back, her front torso was covered in shadows. But he didn't need light to see...
FWUSSHH!!!
The amazing pair of bat wings that suddenly extended from her back.
The woman took to the air, soaring high above the two monsters with her scythe at the ready. But the creatures were not afraid, and quickly leaped back to match her strike. This was a _stupid _idea.
The woman's body twisted, her cloak covering her like a shroud as she spun. Becoming a missile, she dove through the two beasts, knocking them aside with ease, and allowing her to land safely on the ground. But still, the creatures were not intelligent enough to know that this was _not _a fight they could win. When they landed, they got on all fours then rushed the woman, coming towards her on two sides.
But she... _casually _tossed up her hair. Unbothered by the two monsters, the woman quickly gripped her scythe, and--
SLASH!!!
Her blade struck the burly being to her right. In just the nick of time it brought up its claws, blocking the strike. But the force of the blow was strong enough to knock it back, giving the woman ample time to leap back, dodging a strike from its partner. Quickly pushing forward, she brought her scythe down in a vertical slash which cleaved cleaned through the beast's body.
It stumbled forward, its arm clawing at its other arm... only to feel its body slide apart like sliced bread. Then it fell on its knees... and then it fell on the ground... and then blood began pooling around its lifeless body. That left only one...
“GRAAARRRR!!!”
And that one foolishly telegraphed its attack.
From behind, the last of the three beasts leaped towards the woman, its arms outstretched, and drool hanging from its mouth. It was poised to pounce upon her, to rend her with its gnarly claws! But when it was only a few feet away...
STAB!!!
The other end of the woman's scythe wasn't just a flat pole, but instead a pointed spear, like a javelin. And that pointed blade pierced clean through the beast's chest, penetrating its heart, and bringing it to a complete halt. Retracting her blade from the monster, she allowed it to stumble back on unsteady feet, while it palmed at its chest in a weak attempt to stop the bleeding. But then it grew weak, too weak to keep standing on its feet, where it landed on its knees before her.
The woman turned, twirling her scythe around as if it was nothing more than a mere baton. And then her blade dropped, cleaving straight through the monster's neck. With one slash, its head was lopped off cleanly, where it rolled onto the ground.
There the woman stood in the center of a field of grass and blood. Her steeled eyes surveyed her surroundings, confirming that there were no other beasts. And when she was sure she was safe, a relaxed, almost _dismissive _sigh left her lips. Casually she extended her scythe, causing it to dissipate in a dark light.
Then the woman turned, and he _red _eyes met Ashter's brown ones.
He watched it all. The fight – if you could call it that – was as remarkable as it was terrifying. Now the woman who so easily slayed the beasts that threatened to kill him, was now approaching him. And with the red of the crimson moon now illuminating her, Ashter could see his savior in all of her glory.
All of her _sexy _glory.
She was a woman... a beastkin woman... a bat. Tall too; she towered over Ashter like a lithe amazon, with sleek white fur that covered her body. She had a figure and build to match, with musculature on her arms and shoulders, her hips and thighs, and abs on her midsection. But it wasn't overt, it wasn't extreme, it was perfectly fixed to her body, to help amplify just how beautiful and alluring she was.
This figure... this voluptuous, elegant figure. The woman had wide hips, a narrow waist, and such a pompous chest. And it was hard not to see, for while on her shoulders may have laid a cloak, it was open to reveal the tight black leotard she wore beneath. And, yes, it was _incredibly _tight, hugging the curves and straights of her upper body as closely as a second layer of skin. So Ashter could see the abs on her stomach, the shape of her chest, even the curves of her shoulders.
He could also see the width of her hips... the _bare _width of her hips, for her leotard did not come down to cover her sides as well as it did her pelvis. So the curves of her thicc thighs and hips, even the slight bend of her butt, could all be seen by Ashter's unflinching eyes.
For such a powerful woman, they may expect her to wear boots. Instead she wore heels. Sharp... pointed... heels. She could move around so easily with such constricting heels? And high-heels too! Was that even necessary? They even extended up her legs like boots, coming up to her thighs.
Around this woman's waist was tied a belt, one which helped to not only expose how slim it was, but also contained various pouches and trinkets of an unknown origin. What they did, Ashter couldn't tell you, but he did know they were important... and even dangerous.
Alas, Ashter's eyes came back up towards the woman's face, where he saw those red eyes again. Piercing red eyes... red eyes that had a soft _glow _within them. From her head spilled long, flowing, blonde hair that was as gilded as gold. The front was parted by two wavy and long bangs, while the back had been tamed into a long, braided ponytail which slid down the woman's back like a snake. Her face and features were so sleek and slender, powerful and elegant, like a duchess, with a pointed nose, a cream-colored muzzle... and these almost _indifferent _eyes.
“Hey, kiddo,” she said, her tone just as lax and as cool as her gaze, “Everything alright down there?”
“I...?” was all Ashter could eek out, before tensing up and becoming wide eyed, “You... you...!?” he then looked past her, gazing at the corpses of the beasts which once hounded him, “You... you _killed _them! You killed _all _of them! How did... how did you do that!?”
“Wait, whoa there, kiddo,” she said the woman as her hands fell on her hips, “One thing at a time, got it?” she then pointed at him, “You... are _not _supposed to be here. What's your name, kiddo?”
“My name? Ah! My name's Ashter... Ashter Wilhelm... and...” he tensed up, putting on a failed brave face in front of this woman, “And I'm not a 'kiddo'! I'm a man now! I turned eighteen today!”
The woman was not amused.
“Okay, mano,” she said sarcastically, “Do you know why you're here? Because...” she smirked, “You really _shouldn't _be.”
“I... I don't know how I got here,” Ashter answered, his face one of despair as his eyes closed, “I was... hunting with my father. Everything was going normal until... the grass turned black, the skies became purple... and that red moon...” he looked past her towards it, “What... what is that? I've... I've never seen the moon so large and red before!”
“That...? That is the scarlet moon,” the woman replied, “It is a supernatural force that occurs when a powerful demon – or sect of demons – attempt to bring a force from Daemonium – the realm of demons – into another plane. Daemonium's moon is red, so that's how you can tell.”
“Scarlet moon? Powerful demons...? Da... Daemonium? What is going on here!?” Ashter looked at the woman, then cocked his head, “And... who... who are you?”
The bat didn't answer, instead turning around to face and giving him a view of her back. There on her cloak was this strange symbol. A circle with pointed tips at the top and on the sides, with a tower in the center of it. Confused at first, Ashter looked at the symbol, wondering what it meant. But then his eyes doubled in size, and he weakly got up to his feet.
“You... you're an Obscura Knight?” he said in awe of the bat, who looked over her shoulder at him with a smirk on his lips.
“I am Sonia Espada, of the Obscura Knights, and it is my pleasure to meet ya, kiddo~” said the bat with a sly smirk on her lips as her eyes shifted into something more... alluring.
“Wow... to think I'd meet an Obscura Knight,” he muttered, “I... I just thought you all were a myth... a legend! Something made up!” he walked up closer, getting a better view, “But... this is... you're all real. And you really...” he looked over to the bodies again, “Oh... by the gods...? Miss Espada... wh... what's going on?”
“Miss Espada?” said the bat, before shaking her head, “Nuh-uh! That's a bit too formal for me, kiddo~ Just call me Sonia, got it? As for what's going on, it looks like during your little hunt, you got captured when the scarlet moon appeared. Fortunately for you, I arrived on time. I've been hunting the cause of this moon for months now.”
“You... have?”
“His name's Chagrin,” Sonia answered, “He's a member of a group of daemons named the Cabal. He's brought his black tower into Ronterra, with plans to take over,” she pointed at herself with her thumb, while her lips curled into a fang-flashing grin, “Fortunately, I'm here to make sure that doesn't happen! I'm gonna send these guys back to Hell!”
Her boisterous attitude and equally as powerful words, coupled with her abilities in battle, instilled within Ashter a sense of hope. While he was still unaware of what was going on here, he felt safe with the bat. So long as he was with her, he'd be protected from whatever challenge came their way.
“So... what do we do now?” asked Ashter as he stepped forward, his hand reaching out for Sonia, only for her to pull back.
“What do we _do now?” she repeated, before shaking her head in a disappointed manner, “No, no, no, you mean, what do _I do now. I can't let a kiddo like you get in any danger; it'll look bad on my Obscura Knight record. Putting it lightly, we're stuck in here until I can get rid of Chagrin and his little tower. So we're gonna be together for a little bit, kiddo~”
“Aaaah... do you have to call me 'kiddo' all the time?” Ashter asked, a blush forming on his cheeks, “You can... just call me Ashter or... maybe even Ash if you'd like. That's what everyone calls me most of the time anyway.”
“Ash, eh? Kuku~! Okay, Ash boy~! Let's get going! I'm gonna keep you in my eyes up until I can return you all safe and sound~!”
“Aaaah... you're not going to drop it with the 'boy' and 'kiddo' stuff, are you?”
“Nope~!”
Ashter pouted, but Sonia laughed, finding his expression incredibly cute.
“Don't sweat it, kiddo~” said the bat as she flashed him another grin, “You just turned eighteen, yeah? Well, that makes me your senior by a couple of decades.”
“A couple of... d-decades...?” he repeated, confused. Looking Sonia up and down, nothing about her screamed that she would be decades older. Maybe one decade – he could imagine her being in her late twenties – but multiple? “How... just how old are you?”
“Heeeeeey~ since you're just now becoming an adult, let me tell you something about a woman. You never ask about her weight, and you _never _ask about her age, got it, kiddo?” she pointed forward, “Now let's get going, you and I. The Black Tower is up this way, and I'm sure you can't wait to return to your life. This is gonna be one hell of an eighteenth birthday~!”
“Y-yeah...”
There was something about Sonia that was awe-inspiring. Maybe it was the way she spoke, which was boisterous and strong. It instilled within Ashter a sense of reassurance. Yes, they _will _get through this, because this powerful virago was going to handle whatever came their way. And with her believing so completely in her own capabilities, he knew this was not just for show.
Without another word, the obscura knight began walking forward, heading into the distance. Ashter lingered for a few moments however, one hand on his chest, and the other hand on his rifle. He didn't know what was going on, or if he'd even survive all of this, but he promised himself he would see his family again. He was a man now, and he would not show fear like a child. He _could _not show fear like a child.
Reaching into his pocket, Ashter pulled out a bullet and loaded it into his rifle. It was time to go.
…
The Black Tower. For hundreds of generations, its emergence heralds a time of great pain and misery for the mortals of our world. Its obsidian hue stands in stark contrast to the red moon it appears from, and it casts a shadow of darkness over the land around it. Upon its surface is an architecture comparable to Gothic cathedrals, with its pointed spires, arched frames, and elegant stained-glass windows. But instead of being a religious location to give worship to benevolent deities, it was instead a mockery to them, as if to disrespect the gods of this land.
Around its many smaller towers, beasts and creatures flew through the purple skies. Horrible monsters, some shaped like bats, others like dragons, all of which were roaring and cackling in the skies. The land was no better, littered with all sorts of terrible beasts too garish to describe. Zombie-like humanoids with rotting flesh, lizard men with patchwork armor and vicious axes, even those strange, green-furred beasts which were chasing Ashter earlier.
And yet...
KLEEEAVEE!!!
SLAAASSSHHH!!!
THRAAASSHHH!!!
They were all felled by Sonia and her powerful scythe.
She was like a deadly dancer. From one enemy to another, the bat brought her scythe down, cleaving bodies in twain like cutting tender meat. It mattered not what stood before her, be it zombie or imp, lizard man or minotaur, she slayed them all with barely a moment's hesitation.
All as Ashter stood there aside, mouth agape and eyes wide with shock. Insurmountable odds were not only completely crushed by the obscura knight, they were done so in an incredibly quick manner, with Sonia only taking a few minutes to cleave through groups of enemies. It mattered not where the attack came from, or who delivered said attack; she'd counter and slay her enemies before they even knew what had happened. And by the time it was all done...
“Heyyy~ Ash boy... you alright back there?”
“Um... uh... y-yeah...?”
She stood in the center of her massacre, blood staining her scythe and cloak, though she didn't seem to mind. In fact, she dispelled her blade, then brought her blood-soaked sleeve up to her nose, where she gave it a tertiary smell... and then _licked _it. Disgusting? Yes, but it seemed to confirm that Sonia was a--
“Vampire bat? Are you a vampire bat...?”
She looked over her shoulder at Ashter, a grin adorning her lips.
“Yeeaaah~ just now realizing that?” she asked as she placed her hands on her hips, “I drink blood and everything. Ah, but I'm not like... an _actual _vampire and whatnot. I can go out in daylight... though...” she shook her head, “I don't quite like the sun. Kinda hurts my eyes~”
“Uh... o... okay then...”
Blushing, Ashter looked away from Sonia, trying to save face in front of the boisterous bat. It wasn't just that she was incredibly capable and deadly, it was also the fact that she was flawlessly erotic. The way she moved exuded this alluring aura: her hips would sway, she'd brush back her hair, and she'd push out her chest, as if to flaunt her body towards him.
But why? Why was she doing this? Did she even _mean _to do this? She was a deadly warrior – that much was clear – so why would she waste time posing in such a sensual manner? Or was this just his mind playing tricks on him, and he was only _thinking _she was appearing sexier than she clearly was? Whatever the case may be, it was hard to ignore the fact that Ashter was _blatantly _attracted to her. And since he was still a young man, he could not hide it too well.
But he wasn't unaware of his own inhibitions. Looking away, he tried to save face again, and shift the conversation from something that wasn't the obscura knight's voluptuous body.
“So... these are... daemons...?” asked Ashter as he and Sonia continued their quest, “They come in so many different shapes and sizes. Giant lizards... big bats... these big, furry, bunny men.”
“Big... furry... bunny men? You mean imps?” she replied, “Kukukuku~! I like that observation of yours! But, no, they have big ears, but they're not bunnies. Their just...” she shrugged her shoulders, “A bunch of daemons who roam the land of Daemominum... that is the realm of daemons. Think of them like normal animals, only some are smarter, like these lizard men. They're docile to superior daemons, capable of learning things like tools and wearing armor, which makes them perfect little fodder for their superior overlords.”
“So... these guys are just that monster man... uh... you said his name was Chagrin, right? Right, Chagrin. So these monsters are Chagrin's army?”
“More or less,” Sonia replied, “Their not particularly dangerous though, and Chagrin is the one who's keeping them here in the first place. Once I destroy him, his tower and the red moon will return where they belong; the depths of Daemonium.”
“He must be really strong to maintain all of this...” muttered Ashter as he stared at the looming tower in the distance, “My heart's racing. This Chagrin... how powerful is he?”
“No matter how powerful he is,” Sonia gave him a wink, “He's not powerful enough! Now let's get moving, Ash boy~!”
Again, Sonia's boisterous attitude instilled within Ashter a sense of hope. Yes, they can get through this, and they _will _get through this. He may have been way, way in over his head, but the same could not be said for the bat he was with. The obscura knight would reduce any and all forces they faced to nothing.
Following alongside her, they came to the front gates of the Black Tower, whose shadow loomed over them. It stood on a patch of land surrounded by a moat, with said moat being filled with a strange red liquid. Ashter could only hope that wasn't blood.
The gates themselves barred entry to the bridge that led up to the tower, whose gates stood tall before them. Again, Ashter felt a strange mixture of fear yet hope, while Sonia grinned. Raising her hand, she summoned her scythe, giving the young man at her side a better view of it.
It wasn't like a typical scythe used by farmers on their crops, but instead was this beautiful menagerie of steel and metal. Its handle was long and black, with a leather straps to help maintain grip, it had a spear point at the pommel, and at the top was the scythe blade itself; a wicked edge that sliced through flesh and bone without ever getting stuck. At the top of the staff however, there was a hole... a barrel. For the scythe wasn't just a scythe, it was also a--
BANG! BANG!
With two blasts from her scythe, the gates to the Black Tower were blown open, shattered to the wind like glass. With the path forward now made, Sonia chuckled, then started walking along the bridge. Again, Ashter lingered behind, amazed by the wide assortment of tricks the obscura knight produced. It took her voice to finally get moving.
“Kiddo~? Aren't you coming?”
“Oh! R-right! I'm coming!”
Quickly he scurried behind her, clutching his rifle close as he continued drinking in the sights of the ominous tower before them. When they came to the front doors of the tower, he realized that they alone were taller than his entire home. Was all demon architecture this overbearing? Sonia didn't seem to care, for with a twirl of her scythe, she--
SLASH! SLASH!
With two strikes in an X-shaped pattern, the obscura knight cleaved through the door, rending it much like she had done the bodies of their enemies. The door fell open, revealing the red-lit lobby of the tower. Sonia quickly leaped ahead, gracefully landing with her extended wings, while Ashter ambled inside from behind.
The lobby of the tower was like its exterior, being modeled after a satanic cathedral. There was a symbol on the floor however, that being four black towers surrounding a circular black disk. The lobby itself extended to multiple hallways, and there was a staircase that extended to more hallways, and more staircases that extended to even _more _hallways!
The wide size of the tower wasn't just for show; it was a labyrinth inside and out! How would they even start looking for this Chagrin guy if he could be anywhere in the tower? Was he at the top? At the bottom? No...
He was already here.
At the ceiling of the domed lobby, a gilded light appeared. At first it was dim, but as it came closer and closer, it grew brighter and brighter. The golden light came down to the top of the staircase before them, where it expanded, completely blinding Ashter for several moments, and then dissipating.
What stood at the top of the stairs was not a man, but a jester. Humanoid in shape, it appeared long and spindly, with a lanky figure and physique that allowed it to tower over anyone in its immediate vicinity. From its head spilled hair that came in a myriad of colors: blues, greens, reds, blacks, yellows, colors of all kinds, and all tamed into pigtails! On its face was a black and gold mask, one that had two separate emotions. The black side was smiling, the gold side was frowning.
But its eyes... they were these void-like black eyes.
On two feet this figure stood, wearing from the neck down a cloak... and a rather _garish _one at that. It was purple and yellow, its surface adorned in a wide number of stars and other random patterns.
Even with the mask on, one could feel its grin, which spread wide and far. Chuckling, the cloaked figure walked up towards the banister of the second floor, where it looked down upon Sonia and Ashter. Having never seen a being of lanky height, the young man's mouth split open and his eyes grew wide, while the bat remained strong against him.
“Sonia Espada,” said the masked being, his voice high-pitched and playful as it echoed throughout the chamber, “I was wondering how long it would take for you to show uuuuuuuppppp!”
“You... this guy knows you...?” Ashter remarked as he looked between Sonia and the man at the top of the stairs.
“But of course I know her!” the masked man replied, “Sonia Espada of the Obscura Knights! Their most devious and dangerous of members, and no doubt the crruuuueeeelleeeesst!”
His cloak opened, revealing on his hands were gauntlets that contained claws. Said claws extended from each of his fingers, being sterling silver in color, and shaped like garden shears. That is, if said garden shears extended well over ten inches, were sharp to the point that they could shred flesh like ribbons, and had points so fine that they could penetrate steel!
“Have you no shame, Sonia?” said the masked man as he pointed at her, “Slaughtering your brethren like you have. Do not tell me that you care for these foolish mortals that dot the laannnndd!”
“Your... brethren...?” repeated Ashter as he looked at Sonia, “What is he talking about.”
But she shook her head, and instead pointed her scythe at the masked man as a smirk spread out on her lips.
“Thanks for showing up early, Chagrin~” said the bat as her wings extended, “You saved me the time of searching through this tower for you. Now prepare yourself! And since I'm such a kind gal, I'm gonna make your death a quick and painless one!”
With a flap of her wings, Sonia extended a gust of wind which pushed Ashter aside. Her next flap sent her flying into the air, taking off towards Chagrin with her scythe raised high. With the mask on his face, it was hard to tell what the jester was feeling. But he stood his ground against the obscura knight, even when she swung her scythe at him.
KLASH!!!
Her strike was quick, cutting vertically along Chagrin's body. But with his claws he guarded against her blow, sending sparks flying in a dazzling display. Gritting her teeth, Sonia darted back, dodging a counterattack from the jester who lunged at her. His claws pierced the air, but when he leaped over the banister, he did not fall down. Instead he flew above the floor as if by some invisible force, allowing him to strike at Sonia again.
KLASH! SLASH!
But she blocked his attack, sending more sparks flying. Above Ashter, the two fought, trading attacks with such speed and precision that all went over his head. Sonia was so fluid, moving with complete mastery over her body and her weapon. Chagrin was completely different. Since he didn't have wings, he instead jerked about as if he was being controlled on invisible strings. They caused his body to twitch and jolt like a puppet, making him move in an alien manner as he dodged strikes and countered. Even in his most amazing of stories, Ashter couldn't imagine something so fantastic! Would anyone even believe him if he relayed this story to them?
THRASSSH!!!
With a solid strike, Sonia brought her scythe against Chagrin, who just barely had enough time to block it. But the power was so great that it forced him back, causing his body to slam up against the wall. Gasping in awe, Ashter hooked his arm through the air, hoping that the fight would be over. Soon he'd be home, and this would all be a horrible – yet no less fantastic – nightmare.
But Chagrin began chuckling, filling the air with his high-pitched chortles. It sent a cold chill down Ashter's spine, who clutched his rifle close in search of protection. The daemonic jester continued laughing however, before bringing his masked face up to look Sonia in the eyes.
“What's so funny, Chagrin~?” asked the bat with an annoyed look in her eyes, “Finally realized how in over your head you are?”
“Sonia, Sonia, Sonia... you've spent too much time around these mortals,” he replied, “Have you forgotten that our kind are not known for our fair fights? Case in point...” he turned, facing Ashter, “Hello, little booooooooooy!!!”
Chagrin's claws extended out...
SWHINNGG!!!
“GAH!?”
Ashter brought up his arms and fell back, landing on his butt. Keeping his eyes closed, he prepared to feel the deadly penetration of the daemonic jester's claws. But as seconds went on, he realized he felt... nothing. No stab, no slash, no nothing. Again? Was this happening again?
Slowly, Ashter gain the courage to move his hands down. He came face to face with Sonia's back. Somehow – with her great speed – the bat put herself between him and Chagrin. However, she didn't move fast enough to stop the jester's blades. With her wings extended, she blocked his claws, stopping them from stabbing both him and her. However, her wings were a part of her, and it was clear to Ashter that this caused her significant pain. Blood oozed down from where she was stabbed, but the bat still looked over her shoulder towards Ashter, a grin adorning her lips.
“Hey, kiddo~” she said, “You alright down there?”
“Sonia...” he whispered back.
SHWWWINGG!!!
“ACK!? HHNNGG!!!”
Retracting his claws, Chagrin brutally tore them from Sonia's wings, spreading her blood out, and forcing the bat upon her knees. All the while, the daemonic gesture's sinister chortles filled the air.
“OHOHOHOHOHOHO! HOW DOES IT FEEL, SONIA!? DOES IT HURRRRRTT!?”
Gritting her teeth, Sonia watched as Chagrin descended, his long cloak now billowing as an updraft traveled through the lobby. With it opened, it allowed Ashter to see his truly lanky physique, and the metallic frame which adorn his overalls.
“Ooooooh, how the mighty have fallen,” said Chagrin, his twisted words sounding like nails on a chalkboard, “Sonia Espada, giving up her life to protect a mortal! The rest of the Cabal will enjoy this story for centuries to come!” he raised his claw, and his voice grew sadistic, “_ Now... met your EEENNNNNDDDDD!!! _”
“No... NO!”
Before Chagrin could drop his claw, Ashter ran between him and Sonia. His rifle in hand, he rested it in his arms and took aim at the daemonic jeser. In Jokke, a man is expected to lay his life down if it means protecting his loved ones. And while Sonia may not be a loved one per se, she had thus far put her life on the line to protect him. He may not be able to do much with his family's rifle, but he'd rather do little, than do nothing!
Chagrin seemed to take joy in Ashter's bout of courage. Descending down further, the daemonic jester stood on metal heels as he walked slowly towards the young man.
“And what could you possibly do against me, boooooooooyy?”
“I... I am not a boy!” Ashter shouted back.
POW!
His bullet flew forward, striking Chagrin square in the center of the head.
Pluck!
It did nothing.
With a sigh, Ashter lowered his rifle, not being too surprised by this outcome. If his bullet did nothing to some minion imp, what could he hope to accomplish against a powerful daemon like Chagrin? Speaking of Chagrin...
“OOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!”
His belittling laughter filled the air, further diminishing Ashter and his status in life. He was so small against the superior stature of otherworldly beings. Perhaps death was the only course for mortals like him.
But even with that in mind, even knowing there was nothing he could do, he still turned to face Sonia. Reaching out, he hugged the bat close, attempting to protect her from Chagrin as the daemonic jester raised his claw. And yet, even with his laughter filling the chamber, Ashter still heard Sonia say,
“Hey... that was pretty manly of you... kiddo~”
Ashter pouted... and then smiled... and the gasped.
“W-whoa...?”
Sonia was lifting him up.
With one hand clutching him bridal style, and the other hand raising her scythe, the obscura knight glared at Chagrin. For a moment, the daemonic jester came to a halt... only to start chuckling again.
“Still standing, Sonia? Why, what a wretched _bitch _you aaarrrreeee!”
“Weeelll... you know me~” she replied, a grin on her lips, “I've never been good at losing!”
SLAM!!!
The spear end of Sonia's scythe struck the floor with enough force that a crack was sent through its smooth surface. And this crack was quickly followed by a vicious quake. Spreading out through the floor like a spider's splintering web, the floor broke apart from beneath their feet as brilliant silver energy erupted from the cracks. Clinging to Sonia, Ashter watched as the ground shattered into thousands of pieces, revealing an endless pit.
A pit they quickly _fell _down.
“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Down, down, down they fell, tumbling through the pit with ever increasing speeds. And when Ashter looked up, he could see Chagrin floating there as he rapidly vanished from view. For a few moments, all he saw was darkness, and all he heard was the rushing of the wind as they continued to plummet. But then he started hearing... water... and he started smelling... death... and then he saw... light!
“AHAAAHAH!?”
Ashter looked down; they were falling into the tower's dank and decrepit dungeon! Candle lights had been erected to bring light into the chamber, and water from the tower's sewer system flowed through the drainage. Right before they fell onto the solid concrete of the underground prison, Sonia extended her wings, catching wind to slow their descent.
BA-DUMP!
THUD!
Though with how injured her wings were, Ashter wasn't surprised that their landing was a bit... rocky to put it lightly.
The two fell on the ground, suffering nothing more than a minor fall. Laid out on the ground, Ashter groaned in pain, while Sonia slowly rose up to her feet. Hands on her hips, she pushed out her chest and cracked a few bones in her back, before bringing her wing over to check her injuries.
“Like... ow~” she muttered, causing Ashter to look up at her.
“Are you... okay?” he asked, to which she smiled at him in a hapless manner.
“Yeah... I've had safer landings, but this isn't too problematic. I think my ego's more bruised than my wings right now,” she said, lightening the mood with her words... though Ashter was quick to sigh and lower his head.
“Hey... um... I... I'm sorry,” he said in a defeated manner as he got up to his feet.
“Hm? Sorry for what, kiddo~?”
“Sorry for... well... nearly getting us killed,” he answered, “You were fighting Chagrin... beating him too... and I was just standing there like an idiot. If I wasn't there, you would've slayed him, and destroyed the moon or whatever. Because he used me as bait, we're now stuck in this dungeon and your wings are injured. Haaah...”
“Hey... don't look at it like that~” said Sonia in a reassuring manner, “Chagrin's a dickhead; he would have used a plethora of underhanded tactics to hurt me. Besides, if I didn't keep you in my line of sight, you would've been killed by any number of beasts out there. Look, Ash boy, you're a still a kiddo. I know eighteen is the age most boys become men, but that doesn't make you wise yet. You still have years to figure out who you even want to be in life. You shouldn't be so hard on yourself in this situation... there's not much you can do.”
“I...”
Sonia was right; he was powerless in this situation. How could he possibly overcome the forces of Chagrin and his minions? He was a mortal, and they were powerful demons! But realizing this didn't make him feel better. He still felt as if there was something – anything – he could do to possibly help out... to not be so useless.
Sonia got hurt for his sake, and while he did stand up against Chagrin, that amounted to nothing more than a distraction so that she could regain her energy. Should he be proud of that?
While Ashter was busy questioning his role in this little venture, Sonia was standing up straight. Her arms rested behind her back, she leaned to the left, then to the right, snapping more bones in to place. Her body grew more limber and in turn she became more relax, up until she removed the cloak on her shoulders. And that got Ashter's attention.
His thoughts cut short, he watched as the bat's cloak pooled at her feet, revealing her body in all of its glory. Again, that leotard she wore held sinfully close to her body, exposing her physique. The curvature of her hips, the contours of her waist, and the shapeliness of her bust; all of it was on display thanks to her attire.
“Is... is that...? Hmm...” Ashter looked away, “Is that... normal attire for an Obscura Knight?”
“Is... what normal attire for an Obscura Knight?” Sonia replied... before looking down at herself, “You mean my leotard? No, I wouldn't say so... why do you ask...?”
But Ashter didn't answer, instead blushing more and looking anywhere but at Sonia. Her hands now on her hips, the bat looked at him in a quizzical manner... before realizing _why _he was so curious to the clothes she wore. Not that it was hard; he was doing such a poor job of hiding his emotions.
It brought a smile to Sonia's lips.
“Kukukuku~ is everything okay over there, kiddo~?” asked the bat, her words laced with a sensual tone that oozed into his ears.
“I'm... fine, I...”_ Plap!_ “H-huh?”
Something big _was resting against his head. Something big... and soft... yet also firm to an extent. And this big, soft, firm thing, was laced in leather. And it was also so very warm. Focusing in, Ashter could feel and hear the soft beating of a _heart.
Oh... oh!
Eyes wide and cheeks red, Ashter gazed over, confirming that, yes, he was resting against Sonia's breasts. They cradled his head softly, feeling better than his pillow at night. Before he could even say a word, he felt the bat's hands gently cradle his head, nuzzling him more against her chest while a playful smile spread out on her lips.
“You were so _manly _up there, Ash,” she remarked, “Standing up so tall to protect me like some fair maiden! Kukukukukukuku~! Where would I be without you?”
“Aaah! Y-you don't have to tease me like that,” he said as he pushed back against her, trying and failing to save face against the bat's wiles.
“What? Tease you? I'm being serious~!” she replied, “It takes real guts to stand up to a daemon of Chagrin's caliber, and I really respect that. Instead of just laying down and dying for nothing, you decided to stand tall and die for something. And that's pretty cool, kiddo~”
“I...?” again he looked away, attempting to hide the intense blush on his cheeks, “L-look, we're stuck down here, right? Won't Chagrin come for us? W-we need to get moving and hide or something before his forces come! You're still weak, right?”
“Aah~! I'm afraid I am,” Sonia replied as she took a dramatic pose with her hand resting on her forehead, “My wings are punctured... I could not fly us too freedom, even if I wanted too. I'll need to rest a bit and recuperate.”
“Then... umm... l-let's do that!” Ashter looked around, “There's a lot of little prison cells around, and all of their doors are broken open. Let's hurry up and find a place to hide in.”
“Okay, kiddo~ lead the way!”
Ashter looked up at Sonia, confused by her shift in personality. Her tone continued to be playful and teasing, but she wasn't taking charge. Instead she reached down and grabbed his hand, holding it tenderly as she deferred power to him.
What was going on?
But he didn't think about it for too long, instead focusing on guiding the bat to a nearby jail cell. Fortunately, the dungeon of the tower wasn't as refined as the upper areas, being decrepit and disused to the point that the bars and doors were rusted and falling off. Breaking into one cell, Ashter led Sonia to the cot at the end, letting her rest on it. Then readying his rifle, he loaded another bullet into it before taking sentry at the cell's edge.
The dungeon seemed to go on for ages, yet he heard nothing but the sound of the sewage's rushing water. Where was everyone? He thought they'd be hounded by daemons by now. Then again, they did fall pretty far, pretty fast. Maybe Chagrin was amassing his forces, and it was just taking them a while to get down here?
Maybe...
Chagrin... that mad jester. Since meeting Sonia, he had seen her do such amazing things, clash with such fantastic beasts, and fell them all like they were nothing. But Chagrin was different; he challenged Sonia unlike anything else, and seemed to _know _her. His words even drifted into Ashter's ears.
Have you no shame, Sonia? Slaughtering your brethren like you have. Do not tell me that you care for these foolish mortals that dot the laannnndd!
“Slaughtering your brethren...? What did he mean by that?” Ashter whispered.
“Because I'm a daemon,” Sonia answered.
“Wh-what...?” Ashter turned around, facing her with his eyes wide, “You... heard me?”
“Um... I'm a bat, kiddo~ remember?” she replied whilst pointing at her ears, “Not much is gonna get past me and these ears~”
“R-right... but...” he began trembling in place, “You... you are... you're a daemon? That's... that's not you joking, right?”
“Nope...” Sonia replied as she stretched up her arms, pushing out her chest as she did so, “Sometimes I wish it was a joke, but it's not...” then her arms drop, “I am a d-a-e-m-o-n. A daemon! Or, ya'know, just a demon if you wanna be lazy about it.”
“I...?”
Leaning against the wall behind him, Ashter struggled to parse this new information. On one hand, duh, of course Sonia was a daemon! The way she fought was simply inhuman! And while he had heard that the obscura knights were capable of wondrous things, he somehow knew the bat was on a completely different level.
On the other hand... Sonia's a DAEMON! She's a member of the same monsters that were currently hounding his home! A race of beings known and feared for their cruelty and maliciousness! To think she had been with him, every step of the way, _protecting _him from all these creatures.
Should... Ashter feel betrayed? It was there for a moment, yes... but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that Sonia being a demon _didn't _matter. She hadn't done anything malicious to him, hadn't threatened him or anything. At the least, she had teased him, and at the most, she's protected him.
“I can tell this is very confusing for you~” said the bat as she crossed her arms beneath her busty chest, “So... why don't ya go ahead and ask questions, yeah? I'll answer anything you got. Promise~”
“I...” Ashter muttered before raising an eyebrow, “Sonia... _who _are you? _What _are you?”
“Alright... uh... I am Sonia Espada. I was born in the kingdom of Mordredus in the realm of Daemonium. Buuuuuuuuuuuuut, I came to the land of the mortals, and... quite honestly? I was taken aback by the beauty of your world. The mountains of Mysteria, the deserts of Guarude, the islands of Solaria, and yeah, even the field lands of Ronterra; it's all so remarkable and beautiful. It's common knowledge that demons are evil, yeah? Well... not all demons. I didn't want to destroy this world... I kinda got... _enamored _with it~”
“You got... enamored...?” Ashter repeated, to which Sonia nodded.
“Yeah~ I totally got all mesmerized by this place. The world of you mortals is nothing like the Daemonium. It's pleasant here... peaceful. And I wanted to protect that peace. Sooooo~ I decided to put my skills to use, and started working with the Obscura Knights. With my knowledge on daemons as well as my skills, I climbed pretty quickly through the ranks. Nowadays, I fly around on my airship, helping out whenever trouble starts rising. That's why I'm here. I've been hunting down the Cabal for a while now, and learned that their next appearance would be somewhere in Ronterra. Good thing I showed up on time, cuz I got to save a cute little boy like you~”
“A cute little... aaah...” Ashter blushed and looked away, “I get it... I'm not exactly a man yet. I don't even know what I want to be. I don't want to be a tailor, or a butcher, or a farmer... but... I don't want you to call me a 'kiddo' or a 'boy' anymore. I... I'm trying, Sonia. I'm trying so hard to help out and...” Shffflll. “Huh?”
Ashter looked up. Sonia had stood from the old cot, where she strutted over towards him. Left and right her hips swayed, taunting and teasing him with her every step. He looked away from her hips to instead focus on her face, where he saw her lips were in curled into this sensual and mischievous smile. He'd never seen a woman smile like that before, and it caused a blush to form on his cheeks. He even looked away, trying to save face before the bat who now stood before him.
Her hands.. her slender, graceful hands... hands that twirled her scythe around as easily as a baton... hands that could kill... those very same hands were now stroking up his chest, drawing sensual circles upon his body, before coming to a halt at his cheeks. She clutched him gently, then guided his gaze over, making him look her in her brilliant red eyes.
“You're right... you're not a man yet~” Sonia said before winking at him, “But I can help _make _you into a man~!”
“You... wh-what...?” he muttered back.
“I didn't tell you exactly what I was~” the bat replied, “I told you I'm a vampire bat, yeah~? And I told you I'm a daemon too, right~? Well... daemons come in all shapes and sizes, and all sorts of different species. While I'm a vampire bat by biology, by spirit...? Heh... I'm a succubus~”
“You're... a.... succu... bus...?” Ashter repeated, his head cocked to one side, “What's... a succubus...?”
“Kukukukuku~! Easy, kiddo... this _is a succubus... _mmmff!”
“Hmmmmm!?”
Sonia... was kissing him! Sonia was kissing him!!!
Her soft, thin lips pressed to his, taking him into a kiss the likes of which he's never had before. This was nothing like the kiss he shared with his neighbor, Greta, a year ago. That was fumbling between two nubile teenagers. This? This was one fumbling teenager, and one skilled succubus.
Sonia's lips parted open his mouth, causing Ashter's eyes to widen. Looking at her face, her eyes were closed and her expression was composed, all as her tongue slid into his mouth. Around and around she swirled her tongue along his, taking him in deeper into this sensual kiss. And being a bat, she had a tongue that was as long and as deft as she is erotic.
Ashter sputtered a bit, struggling to keep up with Sonia, but the bat wasn't bothered. No, she moaned into him, a sound which made his body feel so incredibly hot. Sonia's slithering tongue sensually stroked along his teeth, brushed along his tongue, dipped into his spit, and then pulled back; all in one flawless movement.
“Hmm... you taste pretty good, kiddo~” Sonia remarked as a smirk appeared on her lips, “I... really, really like it~”
“Haaaah... S-Sonia... aaah...”
“Feeling all hot, kiddo~? Yeah... kukukukuku~ I have that affect on men...” she then grabbed his wrists to guide his hands over, “Here, don't feel shy~! Come and touch me back~! Promise, I won't bite. Ya'know... unless you're into that~”
“I-I'm not...?” he replied, “A-at least I don't think I am...?”
“Kukukukuku~ Don't worry. We'll figure out what you do and don't like when we're done~”
Under Sonia's guidance, Ashter's hand was placed upon her hip, and the other hand was placed upon her chest. Again, in one hand he had her hip, and in the other hand he had her breast. At first hesitant, the young man slowly began stroking his hand along the curvature of Sonia's hip.
And such a flawless hip it was. The curves, the contours, the wide size; every aspect of Sonia's body was a treasure, and this area was no different. Squeezing his fingers in, Ashter felt the sleek white fur of her body bend softly beneath his touch. It was different from flesh, but no less enthralling. Sonia's perfect physique continued to beguile him, especially down here.
Up at the top, Ashter's fingers gently squeezed upon Sonia's tit through her leotard, feeling her soft yet firm bosom press back. Her chest was so big. By far the biggest bust he had ever seen. It reminded him of cow bestkin who lived in Jokke, but where they were busty to contain their milk, Sonia's bust seemed more like a reflection of her power. Her chest was big because she was incredibly strong.
And now this strong, perfect, lithe, amazon of a bat, was allowing him to touch her. Allowing him to guide his hands along her flawless figure, and learn just how powerful it was. Ashter drew his hand from her hip up to her stomach, while his hand on her chest moved up to her shoulders. Together, they rolled around and around on her body, marveling at her body, while Sonia grinned.
“Hey, heeey~! You're touching me, but you're not letting me touch you back~?” she remarked, “Kukukuku! C'mon, kiddo, let's see what you got under here~!”
Before Ashter could respond, Sonia's hands gripped the straps of his overalls. One button, then the other was undone, causing his jean trousers to fall loose on his waist. Cheeks red, he looked down at his waist, but the bat wasn't done yet. One by one by one she began undoing the buttons of his plaid shirt, where her hands parted it open, revealing--
“Oh my~”
“Aaaah...!”
Ashter blushed as he looked down, his flat chest revealed to the busty bat before him. Was this good enough? He couldn't help but to wonder that. Sonia didn't seem to mind as her slender hands began palming and stroking his chest.
Her touch with those fingers, felt so amazing against his skin. Sonia didn't just know her way around a scythe, but she knew her way around a body even more. The way her hands rolled along his flesh, running around and around in circles, further spurned heat within his body. Were all succubi this good?
“Hnn... S-Sonia...” Ashter muttered as her hands moved up.
Slowly she worked his shirt off of his upper torso, revealing his chest in full. So broad and strong, as expected of a young man used to manual labor. Was he burly like some of the older farmers in Jokke? No, but there is a reason why he was capable of escaping those monsters before Sonia showed up!
The bat smirked, her fangs flashed in his direction. That meant she liked what he had, right? For such a beautiful and erotic woman to find favor with him, was a boon to Ashter's ego, no matter how slight. And this feeling was only compounded as Sonia moved in again.
“Mmmfff...!”
“Hmmm!”
Ashter was still nubile to the art of kissing, but he was clearly eager to learn. When Sonia began the kiss again, he lapped his tongue at her own, trying – and failing – to participate more in this kiss. It wasn't easy, but she was a gracious partner, taking things slow for him.
Muffled moans parted from their lips, with Ashter sounding so desperate as he clung to the chiropteran. As they kissed, his hands clutched at her hips and waist, kneading at her body as he continued exploring. And when his hands slipped around... oh by the gods, her butt! He big, shapely, butt! The way it curved out from her waist, drew him in to _squeeeeeeeeeezeeee _into her.
“Hnnnn~!”
Amid their kiss, Sonia gave a purring moan, egging him on to do more to her body. So he did! He squeezed her butt tighter, feeling the firm fat of her ass press back into his fingers. Then he dropped his hand down, bringing it to the underside of her butt, where he gave it slight tap upwards.
“Mmm~!”
Again, Sonia gave a surprised yip, one that melted into a teasing giggle which bounced around in Ashter's head. By the gods, she sounded so amazing. Her giggles, her moans, but also her taste on his tongue, the smell of her body, the heat which resonated from within her, and the feeling of her body against his. The longer this went on... the more enthralled Ashter became.
If such a thing was even possible.
Pluk!
“Aaah~! Kukukukukuku~! You taste pretty good, kiddo~” Sonia remarked as her piercing red eyes looked down upon him, “Mmm... you virgins always taste great. But this? This is a bit different. Kukuku~! This is better!”
“Um... th-thanks...?” he replied, making her chuckle more.
“Don't mention it, Ash~! Kukukuku~! I can tell you're really worried about messing things up. Well... don't worry about that, cuz you have the best teacher in all the land. Take a look at this?” she then moved back, her hand wrapping around an invisible, phallic object, one she stroked in a lewd gesture, “By the time I'm done with you, you'll be a master at these sorts of things~!”
“I... um...? Haaah...” he looked down and away, “I hope I'm good enough...”
“Kukukukuku~! You're perfect~!”
Drawing her hand down, Sonia brought it to Ashter's hips... and then over to his pelvis. Even through his overalls, his bulge was present. This big, thick thing, all contained in his trousers and underwear. Clutching it, the bat began rubbing his dick, causing the young man to groan audibly.
Such cute sounds...
Sonia's smirk grew in length and her eyes glowed softly, while her fingers finally gripped his overalls. And together along with his underwear, the succubus pulled down his undergarments, revealing--
FWIP!
“Oh? Oh my~!”
Bouncing out before her, was Ashter's cock. His long, thick cock. It extended several long inches, with this girth and width that was quite impressive for a man his age and stature. With time, this would only grow more impressive, more beautiful!
Oh! Thank the goddess of lust for this big dicked virgin!
Ashter wanted to ask her if everything was okay, if this was desirable for her, but Sonia silenced him. Her lips pressed to his neck, kissing and quelling him, before slowly traveling down. She kissed along his chest, moving furhter down his body towards his stomach. Her tongue even dipped briefly into his navel, before coming down further to his waist.
Her touches and kisses kept spurning Ashter with fire, which burned within him. Nothing in his life had ever been this arousing, making him melt as Sonia steadily took control over his body. Under her guidance, he was lead over to the cot in the cell, sitting upon it with his legs spread.
Sitting there, Ashter gazed down upon his cock as it throbbed readily between his legs. Sonia had fitted herself between him, her red eyes glowing as her lips laid curled in this saucy, almost sinister grin. The sight of which both scared Ashter, while at the same time attracting him.
Sonia didn't need to say a word. She just needed to open her mouth, and let her tongue lash at the air. That gesture alone told Ashter all he needed to know.
Such lewd movements...
Despite Sonia being on her knees before him, don't get it twisted; _she _held all the power in this situation. When her nails poked his cock, she traced his veins so perfectly; from the base all the way to the gland. Those touches were telling. So casual, so skillful, so deft; she could easily take control over him when she wanted to. But instead, she kept him aroused, kept him on the edge as her hand began gently stroking at his length.
Her fingers wrapped around him... and then she began pumping her hand along his cock; back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. A lurid smile appeared on Sonia's lips as she looked up at Ashter, watching his body buck and twitch. This hand knew its way around a pole, if that wasn't obvious by how she so easily used her scythe. These strokes and touches kept sending heat throughout his body, causing his balls to jostle, and his cock to stiffen more!
Precum oozed out from the tip, trailing down Ashter dick where it tracked upon Sonia's fingers. But the bat didn't stop, no did she slow down. She picked up in speed, rubbing his length off faster and harder, tipping it towards her face.
Then she moved in. Then she pursed her lips. Then she--
“Chu... mmff...”
“Aaah!?”
Kissed the tip of his dick.
Shudders traveled through Ashter's body as Sonia pressed her lips to the head of his cock. His clear precum oozed upon her thin lips, before tracing down towards her chin. Bits slithered into her mouth, giving the vampbus a taste of his body.
And it tasted good.
There was something within Ashter, something he was unaware of, and something Sonia was beginning to learn. But before she got too overzealous, she continued her sensual treatment of his body.
Clutching the side of Ashter's length, Sonia began kissing upon his turgid length. Each press of her lips against him, triggering a twitch in his cock, and drew a groan from his lips. She treated his length like it was a precious, precious tool, which was better than how he treated himself at night!
But it went beyond mere kisses of her lips, and stroking of her fingers. Sonia's tongue soon came out to play, where it began slithering and sliding along the sides of Ashter's cock. Mouth parting, he let out another moan of pleasure, while the bat beneath him traced his veins with her dexterous tongue. It pranced, it danced, it quivered, then it traced around the helm of his cock, teasing his veins. And that lashing tongue... it felt so amazing! Ashter's toes were curling and his body was quivering, all as Sonia continued striking and teasing him with her superior skills. This went on for a minute too long, before the bat retreated with one last whipping strike of her tongue against the bottom of his cock.
Grinning from cheek to cheek, Sonia gleefully exposed her piercing fangs as her glowing red eyes looked up towards Ashter's quivering face. Then her eyes dropped down, locking upon the head of his cock as it throbbed towards her face. Moving in, her nose pressed to his slit, taking a whiff of his precum and...
“Aaaaaaaahhh~~~”
There it was again. What is 'it'? Well... Sonia would figure out in due time. For now she opened her mouth, her red eyes trapped on Ashter's face as she slowly began moving doooooooowwwwnnn. Holding his breath, he watched as the bat wrapped her extended tongue around his cock, and then pushed down fully to--
“Mmmm~!”
“Aaaahh!?”
Her hot, moist mouth, wrapped completely around his dick! Spit and drool oozed upon his length, her teeth plucked and tickled its edges, and her tongue continued wrapping around his dick, holding it hostage. The fact that Ashter was a virgin was irrelevant to Sonia; like with the monsters she's faced, the bat would give him no quarter!
Smirking with her mouthful of cock, Sonia began to gently pull her head back on his cock. Her soft, thin lips stroked upon his length, while her tongue remained wrapped around it. It was like a tentacle with how she used it, squeezing and stroking his dick back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, while her head too bobbed up and down, up and down, up and down!
And the sounds... the sounds!
“Mmmff~ Slrrrp! Mmmmm! Slrrrrk! Mmmm~~_ Gllp!_ Mmmmm~! Slrrrrrp!”
The sounds of her amazing fellatio, was somehow just as great as the feeling! It bounced around within Ashter's ears, and caused him to moan back. Sonia was making him completely forget about the world outside these walls! No, she was making him forget about everything _but _her!
All as those red eyes remained locked on his face, and her thin lips were fixed in this sensual smirk!
Clutching the edge of the cot, Ashter struggled to withstand against the bat's vicious onslaught! His balls were starting to churn; his impending climax was rushing forward! But before he could unleash that would be the greatest climax of his life...
“Slrrrrrrp...! POP! Aaaah~! Kukukukukuku~!”
Sonia suddenly stopped.
Ashter nearly fell back as all power left his limbs, gasps of confusion and need leaving his lips. When he looked back down however, he saw that Sonia's face was oddly... composed. At one moment she was giggling as she left him sputtering, but now it appeared as if she was savoring his taste. And whatever it was she was tasting...
“Mmmmm~!”
Must have tasted pretty damn good!
But before Ashter could say a word, Sonia stood tall before him. Her face was dripping with lust, with arousal, with her smirking lips, and her glowing red eyes. Enthralled, he all he could do was gaze back, speechless as the bat undid the clips of her belt.
Fwwwlmp!
It fell down to Sonia's feet, but she was not done yet. At the back of her leotard were strings that held it close to her body, like a dress or a corset. But the bat didn't need to reach back in order to undo them. All she needed to do was point her finger, and--
Swip! Swip! Swip!
The strings undid themselves, thanks to her magical capabilities.
This allowed her leotard to expand as it grew loose on her body, revealing the fact that her already glorious bust... was even _mightier _than he originally believed! It expanded in the space of her bodice, filling out her chest more and more!
And then the bodice fell of completely, and Sonia's upper-body was revealed in full.
Her figure was flawless, her hips were wide, her thighs so thicc, her midsection narrow, and her chest... oooh... her amazing chest! Her bountiful bosom raised and lowered with her every breath, further attracting his eyes. The shape, the size, the perky nipples that extended from her slick white fur; Sonia was perfect.
And the perfect body of the succubus was coming closer and closer.
Leaning back, Ashter was pressed up to the wall behind him, while Sonia mounted his body. She straddled his lap, while her hands rested on his shoulders. At first he was confused, scrambling to say something! Before he knew it, his body was moving on its own as his hands moved up. Mirroring what he did before, one of his hands fell on Sonia's hip, while the other hand fell upon her chest.
“Oh... oh... w... wow...”
“Kukukuku~!”
Sonia's chuckles filled the air, but Ashter was too enthralled with her body to care. As he did before, he rubbed her body in circles, groping her hip and chest. But where as before where her leotard covered her breasts, he now had unbridled access to her mighty bust. He squeezed her tit, feeling how soft yet firm it was, while her hard nipple rubbed against the palm of his hand. His other hand meanwhile curved around, squeezing her ass tight into his fingers.
And Sonia _basked _in his touches.
Arms raised above her head, the voluptuous virago vampire saucily swayed her hips upon his lap. Ashter's hands did not remain idle, and quickly began roaming about her body in exploratory strides. They stroked her ass and hips, her breasts and shoulders, but then they'd move elsewhere. He began stroking his fingers along his sides with one hand, while the other hand traced along her sleek abs.
This body... this had _to be a daemon's body, for no mortal could ever _hope to have a body like this!
Down below, Sonia could feel Ashter hard cock, throbbing and twitching as it slid against her moist mound. Ooooh, she could tell he so desperately wanted to slide it in her, even if he was unaware of how desperate he was. But, no, no, not yet. Not yet.
Wings flapping, Sonia let loose a soft moan which traveled through their jail cell, and throughout the dungeon as a whole. Then her hands traveled around his neck, where she gripped it...
“Hm?” Plap! “Mmm!”
And then pulled him in!
Ashter's eyes grew wide as he was suddenly cradled on all sides by Sonia's busty breasts. So soft... yet so firm... they felt better than his pillow. And... sniiffff... this smell... Sonia smelled of fresh apples in an orchard. It was delicious and... beautiful.
“Mmmm...”
A groaning sound of pleasure resonated from Ashteer as Sonia hugged him close. He hugged back, before drawing his hands up to clutch at her mighty bosom. Together, his fingers _squeeeezeed _into her firm tits, while at the same time he guided his mouth over, and...
“Mmmff... suckle...”
“Kukuku~”
Looking down, Sonia watched as Ashter so passionately sucked from her tit... like a baby in search of milk. It made her grin, giggle too, though she said not a word. No, the pleasure was just as great, feeling her hard, rigid nipple being surrounded in the wet and warm depth of his hungry mouth. He was sloppy and while, sucking more for need and pleasure than he did with any sense of style. Not to say that's a bad thing, however; Sonia quite liked it.
Ashter's tongue lapped at her nipple, his teeth ground against it, and he sucked hard just as much. Each taste of her body spurned him further, causing the young man to grip and grope at her taut flesh and fur with twice the need as before. And each suckle, each squeeze, caused Sonia to giggle all the more.
Until – like before with his cock – she suddenly pulled away, making it stop.
“Not yet, kiddo~” she said in a teasing manner, “I'm not making you into a man _juuuuust _yet~”
“Wh... what...? Y-you're not...?” he muttered, his tone desperate.
“Kukukukukuku~! Sex is more than just fucking, yeah~?” she replied whilst performing another lewd gesture, this time of two fingers pushing in and out of her a circle made by her other hand, simulating... well... you know... and just the thought of it made Ashter's cheeks turn even redder.
“Mmm...! S... so what's left...?” he muttered.
“Kukukuku~! Good thing you asked, kiddo~! Ya'see, there's more to sex than just the penetration, as you can obviously tell. And foreplay? Ooooh... when done well, foreplay can be just as amazing as the sex itself~! Here, let me do something for you you'll _never _forget... tch... as if you could forget _any _of this in the first place!”
Getting off of Ashter's lap, Sonia sat on the cot between his open legs, where she quickly grabbed and lifted him. Eyes wide, he watched as the succubus used merely a fraction of her strength to pull him over until his legs were draped on her hips, and his cock was pointed towards her chest.
“Wh... what are you going to--” Plap! “Oh!?”
“Kukukukukuku!~!”
'Oh', indeed.
Ashter's cock slid right up, where it was sandwiched between Sonia's mighty bust! Two firm and soft titties cradled his dick between fur and warmth, sliding along its sides as the bat came to a halt. Laying there beneath her, the young man stared up to the busty bat, watching as she placed her hands upon the tops of her tits, while her face remained curled in this sensual grin.
“Get yourself a girl with huge tits like mine, Ashy boy~” said Sonia, “That way she can fuck you with them... kinda like this~!”
Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!
“OH!”
Up and down, up and down, up and down, the big, soft yet firm tits of Sonia began pounding at his cock. She'd move them up, grinding and stroking them against every inch of his long length, before dropping them down, causing them to smack against his pelvis with a weighty 'Plap!'. Then she'd pull back up, just to repeat the process, over and over again!
Never in Ashter's admittedly short life, had he ever imagined doing something this lewd to a woman's chest. To have his cock sandwiched between them, surrounding his dick on all sides with warmth and fur, then to feel the pliability of her tits run the full gamut of his cock, drew pants and moans from his lips. And with his cock so hard and so rigid, he could see it standing tall from the valley of her tits like a spire – a monument – to lust!
“Oh... oh! B-by the gods...! Nmmm!”
“Kukukukukuku~! You ain't felt nothin' yet, kiddo~” said Sonia with a wide grin, “Here, let me really ramp things up~”
Gripping the sides of her tits, the sensual succubus began alternating her breasts upon his cock. One would slide up, teasing the helm of his cock, particularly with her nipples. The other would slide down, grinding and rubbing against the base of his cock. Then her tongue would extend, oozing her shimmering spittle down upon the head of his cock, lathering it in her spit, and making it easier for her to move.
But Sonia wasn't done yet! Gripping the undersides of Ashter's legs, she held him in place as her chest began sliding back and forth. With the full weight of her busty tits, she slapped his cock, side to side, in an an almost brutal manner! But to again feel them slide and slap against his length, caused the young man to cry out more in pleasure!
And this building pleasure made his hips jerk. Eyes closed and mouth agape, Ashter began thrusting upwards, fucking Sonia's tits with a primal need. The vampire bat didn't stop him, instead giggling as she watched the young man hopeless thrust and fuck her breasts. He was reaching his blissful climax rapidly, and this time, she did not stop him. His balls tightening with so much need, Sonia stared down to his cock, watching it twitch, throb, pulsate, up until it finally--
“AAAH!!!”
SPLUIRRRRT!
Cum! Amazing cum! It shot out of Ashter's dick like a bullet, launching sky high before it sprinkling back down upon her awaiting tits. But it did not stop there, for what was once a bullet, became an outright _eruption! _And that eruption would _not _stop!
His hands and toes curled, Ashter continued launching his thick seed all over Sonia and her tits. Her red eyes were a glow, witnessing and basking in the powerful climax of a virile young man. Seed stained her tits, sprinkled on her hair, and marred her face, all as she let it. Her mouth was even open, catching as much spunk as she could. And whenever Ashter thought he was finally done, the obscura knight would draw his climax out _juuuuuuust _a bit more by squeezing her tits!
But of course, he is only a human. His orgasm could go on for but so long before it finally petered out. And when it did, Ashter fell back, gasping for breath after enduring the greatest climax of his life. It took him a couple of moments to look down, and when he did, he saw Sonia rising.
His cum was oozing down her chest and features, while her eyes were closed and face was stern. Like last time, it appeared as if she was savoring his taste. But, no, this was different from this. Her face was far too intense, and her eyes remained closed. She wasn't saying anything and... wait... was Sonia glowing? Yes, she was glowing! Glowing a silver light which covered her from her head down to her toes! And this glow soon dominated Ashter's vision!
But in this dominating light, he could see the silhouette of Sonia's figure cast in shadows. Her wings were extended, where they were miraculously healed of the holes created by Chagrin's claws. But it was more than that, for from Sonia's head, two curved, bull-like horns appeared, emerging from the sides of her head.
A gasp of awe left Ashter's lips, one cut short when the light suddenly vanished. Everything was back to normal; they were still in the underground dungeon. However, Sonia had certainly changed. Her long blonde hair was no longer dune up into a braid, allowing it to fall far and free. Two onyx horns extended from her head, being smooth and pristine, with pointed tips that were as dangerous as they were elegant. Her red eyes now had a soft pink glow in the center of them, which resonated with a daemonic power.
But above all, there was this symbol on Sonia's stomach. It sat right below her navel, where her _womb _would be. This symbol was of a heart, resting in the center of a circle that invoked images of the moon. The moon was silver, and the heart was pink, where it glowed a faint light.
“Go ahead,” Sonia cooed, her finger curling inward, “Go ahead and touch it. Kukukukuku~ I know you want to.”
“I...” was all Ashter said, before swallowing his spit and nodding.
Slowly he moved his hand in, where he pressed it against Sonia's stomach. It was so warm, warmer than the rest of her body, and it pulsed against his palm. Enthralled, Ashter continued rubbing the strange symbol, making the bat giggle.
“What... what is this...?” he muttered.
“It's my succubus crest,” Sonia replied, “It shows my power. It means I'm ready to feed~”
“F-feed...?” Ashter repeated as his eyes snapped back upon her face, “What... what is succubus, Sonia? If it's not exactly a vampire then... what is it you feed on?”
“Kukukukukuku~! Easy, kiddo! Succubi feed off of life force. And we get that life force through sex. And you...” she smirked, her face morphing into this lewd expression as she poked his chest, “Your life force tastes soooooooo gooooood~!”
“My... life force...? That's... Sonia...” he stiffened in place, “You're not gonna... kill me, are you?”
“Kukukuku~! Of course not! Don't tell me you're scared, kiddo~” he replied with a shake of her head, “We've gone through so much together, and... hey~” she brought over her wing, revealing its return to pristine stature, “If it weren't for you, my wing would still be banged up. Ashter... your cum has traces of sacred energy within it!”
“S... sacred energy...? What's that?”
“Life comes in, like, many energies that come in different tiers. Putting it lightly, sacred energy is high tier. That's the kind of energy _angels _use, and you mortals typically gain through decades of intense focus. It seems to me that you had powerful priests in your family, which would explain why you have sacred energy in your balls.”
“I uh... sacred energy...? Angels...? Priests...? I... I'm just a courier,” he replied.
“Kukuku~! No need to be humble, kiddo~! Everyone knows I'm not,” Sonia replied before again mounting his body as she straddled his hips, “Now c'mon, Ashter~! We're not done yet. Chagrin's up there sending his goons down after us, and I'm gonna need to be super charged for it!”
“Oh man! Mmmmf!”
Without warning, Sonia pressed her lips to Ashter's, taking him into a kiss. Where as before she was slow and passionate, now she had become lewd and hungry. Is this that 'feeding' she was talking about before, because now he understood what she meant by it!
Sonia's long and lewd tongue swirled around in Ashter's mouth, drawing moans from him as he was ruthlessly devoured. And those moans further fueled the succubus, driving her to lick him more, kiss him more, all while her body ground against his. Her moist pussy humped against his pelvis, nd her busty chest pressed against his, completely overwhelming him with her superior body.
But this didn't go on for long before Sonia began moving up Ashter's body. She kissed away from his lips, planting kisses on his cheek and forehead, all while she continued moving up... and up... and up. Before Ashter knew it, he was laying flat on the dingy cot beneath him, while the voluptuous virago vampire positioned herself right above his head.
“Kukukukukukukuku~!”
Ashter looked up, where he saw Sonia's _pussy _stare back at him. It was slick and wet, with her honey dribbling out of her pink lips. The shape of it was so odd, and its clit was throbbing. Hot too, he felt the temperature above his face increase a good few degrees. And this smell, it had this powerful odor that was a strange mixture between sweaty musk, yet womanly allure.
Amazed, all Ashter could do was look up at Sonia's cunt, watching as it twitched with fervent need for him. He had never seen a woman's pussy so close before, and now he was getting a crash course in how to pleasure it. Case in point...
“Hiya~!”
“MMMFFF!?”
Without warning, Sonia sat down on Ashter's head, surrounding him in her sumptuous thighs. The full weight of her body pressed upon his head, while his face and lips were drowned by the vampire's sultry pussy. Her honey, thick and strong, oozed into his awaiting mouth, and her smell drugged his nose whenever he took a breath. And he was taking deeeeeep breaths.
“Kukukuku~! Hey, heeeyy~! Don't panic down there,” said Sonia in a reassuring manner as she shook her hips on his face, “Just kiss it... lick it... stick your tongue into it. I promise, you'll _love _it~”
Doing as he was told, Ashter began pressing his lips up to Sonia's cunt, even dragged his tongue along it. Fur stuck to his tongue, and he first got this sour taste. But it was never so much that he stopped. He may have hesitated, but after a few more licks, he began lapping at her pussy more frequently, giving him this... _sweet _taste. Yes, it was like fruits, deliciously dancy on his tongue as he licked more and more of her honey down.
Whatever apprehensions he had before were now waning away as he reached up and gripped Sonia's thighs. Holding the succubus close, he ground her pussy against his lips as he lapped at her cunt, while she giggled up above.
“Nnnggh~! Kukukukuku~! That's a good boy~! A good, good boy~!” she replied whilst gripping his head, her fingers working into his hair, “Keep licking, Ashter. Aaaahh...! Keep licking~!”
He was doing more than that! Pursing his lips, Ashter kissed Sonia's cunt, then opened his mouth to work his tongue along his folds. A few times he prodded her, but then he began working his tongue into her pussy, spreading her womanhood apart. The pink recesses within were swimming with her taste, which drowned his taste buds and drugged his mind. Was this how it felt to drink? No... this was far better than any alcohol in all the lands, of that, Ashter was sure!
“Mmmm~! Licking it down there, kiddo~?” asked Sonia as she ground her pussy more against his face, “You're really dining on my pussy~! Are you sure you're a virgin? Kukukukuku! Just teasing. I already know you are. You're like nectar, and I'm the bee~! Kukukukukuku~!”
Gently, she stroked her hand down her illustrious body, bringing it to her succubus crest. It was glowing even brighter than before, surging with the life force she had already tasted from Ashter's body. This boy was like a battery thanks to his sacred energy, and he didn't even know it! But she wasn't done yet. She needed a little bit more...
And she knew how to get it...
“Slrrrrp! Aaah! Wh... what...? Haaah!”
Panting softly, Ashter watched Sonia raise her hips from his now drenched face. Again she had moved along his body, returning to his hips. His hard, rigid cock rubbed against her hot and moist folds, drawing twitches and barely restrained groans. But he said nothing, instead watching as Sonia placed her hands to the sides of her cunt, where she opened it to flaunt her deep, pink insides.
“Rriiiiiiiight... there~!” she said as she delved a finger into her vaginal tunnel, “Just push it right here, kiddo~!”
“I... right here...?” he replied as he grabbed his dick, “Umm...”
“Mm-hm~! Right... here!”
With Sonia's words bouncing about in his head, Ashter gripped his dick tight, and pushed it along her pussy. The first few swipes missed the target, but on the fourth, he pushed it _riiiiight _in. And...
“Aaaah...!”
Shear euphoria.
Sonia's cunt tightened around his dick, clamping hard upon him as he penetrated the voluptuous vampire. There was resistance, but that resistance only made the feeling better. And the deeper he delved, the _softer _she seemed to be. The bat cradled his cock, stroked it, milked it off from head to hilt, all the while she tangled it with her heated juices.
Gripping Sonia's hips, Ashter's head tipped back and he let loose a quivering moan. He didn't know what to do aside from push. So he pushed, up until he could not push any more! Before he knew it, his pelvis was pressed to hers, their bodies embracing as the bat rested on his lap.
“Yaaay! You're no longer a virgin~!” said Sonia.
Ashter wasn't sure if he should be insulted by her statement... but he really didn't care.
His dick kissed up to her womb, while his hands wrapped around her waist and back. Eyes opening, he looked up to Sonia's face, who continued grinning down upon him with those alluring eyes of hers.
“Wh... what now...?” Ashter asked, making her chuckle.
“Start moving, kiddo~” she replied, “Let your instincts take over. Do exactly what you want to do to me. Don't worry, I can take it!”
Let his instincts take over, huh? With those words drifting through his head, there was only one thing Ashter wanted to do.
PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT! PAT!
“YEAAH~! YEAH~! NOW YOU'RE GETTING IT!”
Gripping tight upon Sonia's waist and ass, Ashter drove his length in and out of her pussy. His hips didn't start slow as one would expect, but instead rammed into her, pounding away without care or thought. That's all his mind told him; to thrust, to fuck, as hard and as long as he could possibly go! And if there's one thing Ashter Wilhelm is proud of, it's his stamina!
Clutching back, Sonia's claws gently dragged along his back and shoulders, while laughter and moans left her sultry lips. This young man had so much strength within him! These hips and legs of his were infused with such strong, fibrous muscles! The body he used for carrying parcels along long distances, was now being used to drive his thick cock into her greedy snatch!
Every thrust up sent quivering waves through Sonia's body, causing her taut ass to clap, and making her firm breasts jiggle. The cot too wheezed and groaned beneath them, struggling to keep up with the two fucking so furiously above it.
Sonia's cunt was fucking exquisite! It was tight, clinching around him, molding around him, like foam with a squeeze! Ashter could feel her cunt forming around him all while drawing him in deeper and deeper with his every following thrust. And all of this pleasure surged straight to Ashter's brain, making his cheeks red and causing him to pant, all while looking up to the bat he was with.
And Sonia, seeing his desperate, lustful face, gave yet another orgasmic laugh that filled his ears. Her hands sliding over, she gently stroked them upon Ashter's face, framing them as her red eyes locked in on his brown ones. And then she...
“Mmfff...”
“Mmm...”
Kissing Ashter once again, Sonia's pace was much like the first time, being slow and passionate, instead of the hunger she showed moments before. Her lewd, whipping tongue further pacified him, and drew his strength as well. Ashter's hips slowed to a halt, and he felt himself being laid over until he was resting on the cot beneath him. Pulling away with a lewd 'POP!' of their lips, Sonia again gave a sensual laugh that filled the air, while her red eyes locked in on his face.
Bringing her hands down to his wrists, Sonia gripped him, and then guided his hands back to his body.
“Appreciate it,” she told him, “Remember the touch of a woman, kiddo~”
Obeying her command, Ashter began drawing his hands along her body for the umpteenth time that night. And no matter how many times he touched it, no matter how many times he stroked his hands along it, no matter how many times he squeezed it, her body continued being this treasure worth basking in. The curves of her hips, the contours of her waist, the shape of her bust; everything needed to be remembered... forever.
And Sonia indulged _in his touch. Riding Asther's cock at he own gentle pace, she placed her hands behind her head and pushed out her chest, posing before him. The bouncing of her breasts attracted his eyes, obscuring the fact that her succubus crest was glowing even brighter now. There was also this pink aura, this _miasma, which flowed off of her very being.
And from this miasma appeared pitch-black tentacles. They slithered over, where they wrapped around Ashter's wrists. Eyes wide, he watched as the tentacles pulled his hands back, snapping him to the cot beneath him. Before he could say a word, even more tendrils appeared, wrapping around his body, and fixing him in place. Now more than ever, he was completely at Sonia's mercy.
Is this what a succubus was? This being of great power, and seemingly infinite pleasure? He should be afraid – he _was _afraid – but not so much that he mounted any defenses. Even with these tentacles, even when knowing she was feeding off of his life force, even while knowing she is a daemon, Ashter _trusted _Sonia. He knew she'd do nothing to really hurt him.
“I kinda feel sorry for you, kiddo~” said the succubus as she rolled her hips upon him, “First you get trapped by the scarlet moon, then you get chased by monsters, and now you're getting fucked by me? Kukukukuku~! It looks like someone up above really dislikes you.”
“What do you... mean by that?”
“Shhhhhh... shhh shh shhh... don't worry about it, kiddo~” Sonia said in a reassuring manner as the pink glow in her eyes soon dominated them, “Remember? I said I wasn't going to hurt you... but...”
“But... what?”
“Kukukuku~ never mind...” her tentacles pulled on him tighter, “Don't worry about it. Just enjoy yourself~!”
Grinning from cheek to cheek with her insidious fangs flashing towards him, Sonia buckled down... and then began using the raw power of her hips to drive herself up and down on his dick!
PATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!
Sharp gasps, bucks, and twitches all rocketed through Ashter as the voluptuous vampire pounded him into the derelict cot. He couldn't move, not with her tentacles holding him down, which only allowed her to fuck him more, to fuck him harder! Her strong hips would twist as they delved down, her pussy would clinch tight, her breasts would bounce, and her claws would drag against his chest.
Now more than ever, Sonia was in her element! She whipped her head left and right, she cried out with pleasure, her pussy continued milking off his dick, all while the pink glow of her symbol continued to glow. The longer this went on, the harder she pounded into Ashter, drawing his cock deeper and deeper into her tight yet malleable folds. And now he was sputtering like mad, his balls tightening as that blissful climax rushed closer and closer.
“Aaah! Soniaaaaa!” he groaned, but the succubus wouldn't listen.
The depths of her cunt continued tightening, now holding him hostage. And then she sat there, clutching him close, refusing to let go. Milking him... milking... him... milking him... until...
“Aaah!”
SPURRRT!
Even while inside of her, his orgasm was loud and lewd.
Deep into Sonia's cunt, Ashter unleashed a torrent of jizz which marred her walls. It was like before with her tits, being so voluminous and large, despite his earlier climax being just as great! And within his seed was that power, that sacred energy which surged straight through Sonia's loins. She felt it fuel her, energize her, and once his life force began to mingle with he own...
“OH YEEESSS~~! AAAH!”
SQUIIRRRT!!!
Sonia's symbol flashed and sparked while her head fell back and hips jutted forward. A climax stronger than ever before roared through her body, making it shiver from the tips of her ears to the ends of her toes. Even her tentacles began to spasm and twitch, before all receding as they relinquished their hold over Ashter's body.
From her cunt rained a sprinkling shower of feminine cum, which arched through the air, and splattered upon Ashter's chest. It coated his body, covering him in a glossy sheen much like how she did his face before, while deep inside her juices and his mingled together in this orgasmic concoction of lust and sin.
In a way, it was like she was marking him, just in the lewdest way imaginable.
But alas, no matter how long she drew out both his climax and her own, it was bound to subside. Once it did, Sonia leaned forward, resting atop Ashter, who weakly held back. He felt weak and drained, as if he had just ran several marathons in a row. Was sex supposed to be this tiresome? Or was it because he had sex with a succubus?
Whatever the case may be, he looked up at Sonia, who stared back with this smile on her lips.
“Good job, kiddo~” she said, “Or... guess I should start calling you a _man _now considering what I just did... kukuku~”
“Son... ia...” he muttered back.
But before either side could say another word...
“SKRRAAWWRRR!!!”
At the entrance of the cave appeared a bevy of daemonic monsters. Finally, Chagrin's forces had arrived, ready to kill their invaders. They came in all shapes in sizes; some were large, others were small, some had fur, others scales, some floated, others walked, but all were dangerous.
And all were nothing to Sonia.
With a devilish smirk on her lips, she raised her hand and pointed it towards their enemies, who all quickly funneled into the room. The didn't even make it a few feet...
BWEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAMMM!!!
A bright silver light erupted from the palm of Sonia's hand; a beam of pure energy with rushed out of the jail cell, and completely enveloped her enemies. Those caught in the blast were instantly incinerated, reduced to nothing but dust. Those fortunate to dodge the attack fell back, watching as the naked succubus stood tall before them. Fear dripped from their faces, while Sonia grinned from cheek to cheek.
“C'mon, I'll take ya all on~” she said, “Enjoy this naked body as you can, cuz it's the last thing you're gonna see~!”
The smarter ones quickly ran away. The foolish ones rushed in. With a mere swipe of her hand...
SLASH!!!
They were torn asunder by vicious claws. For this wasn't the power of just an obscura knight, or just a vampbuss either, but instead the power of an apex succubus!
With the area now devoid of enemies, Sonia took a few moments to look herself up and down. It had been a while since she fully transformed like this. Then again, she was no longer in the business of fucking mortals to death, so it was to be expected. Ashter and the sacred energy within his body, helped fuel this powerful transformation. This was more than enough to deal with Chagrin!
Wings extending, Sonia closed them over herself. When they reopened, her clothing had miraculously returned! Her leotard, her cloak, her belt; everything was back on her body as if it never left! She then turned, facing Ashter... where she saw that the young man had fallen asleep.
So cute!
“Kukukukuku~ good job, Ashter,” she said as her hand lovingly stroked upon his slumbering face, “You helped me out more than you could possibly know. Now it's my turn to get us out of here,” she clinched her fist, causing energy to spark from her glowing palm, “Chagrin... I'm coming for you! Kukukukukukuku~!”
Extending her hand, Sonia conjured a brilliant silver light, one which formed her deadly scythe. Laying the bladed weapon on her shoulders, she reached out for Ashter's slumbering body, picking him up with ease. Then she turned, facing the exit to the cell.
It was time to get moving.
…
“Hmmm... nnnn... ghhh...? H-huh...?”
In his dreams, he imagined his family's barn. It was a calm morning, one with gilded sunlight that poured through the windows. He was resting against a pile of hay, relaxing as he enjoyed a juicy apple. It was one of those lazy days. His father didn't need any help, nor his mother, and all was right in the village of Jokke. Just him, this apple... and the voluptuous bat who came in through the barn's doors.
She'd smile at him, wearing this dress which flaunting her bountiful cleavage. He'd smile back, blushing a bit, before offering the uneaten side of the apple in hand. She'd look at it, laugh in a manner that showed her fangs, then shake her head as she looked at him.
“Hey, kiddo~” she'd say with that cool and sensual voice of hers.
“Sonia... Mmm... h-huh...? Sonia?”
Brown eyes opened. At first he saw nothing but the blurred image of an opulent hallway. Its floors were black, so too were its walls and ceiling, with laced crimson edges upon its Gothic architecture. Though lit with candles, the majority of light came from the red moon, which gleamed through the hallway's windows, illuminating the path before him in a malevolent light.
It took Ashter a couple of moments to realize where he was, and what was going on. Specifically, he was being carried by--
“Sonia?”
“Ah! There you are, kiddo~! I was wondering when you'd wake up!”
Pulling back, Ashter looked around. He was on Sonia's back, as the obscura knight carried him piggyback style towards a pair of large doors in the distance. Blushing, he began pushing against her, allowing the bat to set him down on the floor.
“S-sorry!” he apologized, “By the gods... you carried me? Ah! I-I'm sorry for making you do that!”
“Kukukukuku~! You made me carry you?” she said with a smirk, “You were unconscious, kiddo~! You didn't make me do anything... though...” then she tapped his shoulder, “Thanks for the apology anyway. I'll be sure to make you repay it sometime.”
“I... uh...”
Looking down, he realized he was fully dressed... which in turn reminded him of what they did in the Black Tower's dungeon. By the gods; to think he'd lose his virginity in such an... admittedly _amazing _way. Sleeping with a woman of Sonia's caliber in the depths of a dungeon, with dangers all around? It would make for a fantastic – if unbelievable – story! Assuming of course he ever gained the courage to tell it to anyone in the future.
At the very least, Sonia was kind enough to redress him. His family's rifle was even hanging on his back via a strap which he didn't have before. It must have been one of her own.
“Okay... so... where are we now? What did I miss?” asked Ashter.
“I'm juuuuuust about ready to send Chagrin back to Hell,” Sonia answered, “So... let's get going, yeah~?”
“I...” Ashter took in a deep breath, then nodded, “Yeah... let's go... um...”
The dangers they've faced were slowly coming to an end. Soon, the owner of the Black Tower would be destroyed, and the Scarlet Moon dispelled. With that, he'd be free to return home. And while Ashter was a bit apprehensive, he wasn't terrified, for he knew Sonia could handle it. She seemed to resonate with power, one greater than before in fact. Her horns now stood prominent from her head, and this omnipresent aura of power resonated from the very depths of her being. If anything, Ashter was more afraid of her than he was anything Chagrin could throw at them!
Coming to the doors at the end of the hall, Sonia pushed them open with very little effort, revealing a long staircase that extended up. Ashter was aghast, but the obscura knight merely laughed. So easily she could fly up these stairs, but instead she walked up them with Ashter at her side.
“What's gonna happen when you slay Chagrin?” he asked.
“It's his power that's keeping the Scarlet Moon in place,” she answered, “When I defeat him, it will dispel, and the Black Tower will fade. Then everything will be right back to normal!”
“Then... where will you go?”
“Wherever next I'm needed. The Cabal has four members. Even when I destroy Chagrin, the rest'll still be around. I'll hunt them all down whenever they arrive!”
“Won't... won't you need help?” Ashter asked next, making her smile softly, “I mean... y-you came here all by yourself, so... you're not traveling with the other Obscura Knights. Won't it be difficult to take down the rest of the Cabal by yourself?”
“Me? Need help?” she replied before reaching over, her hand clutching his shoulder and pulling him in where his head happened to rest right up against her bosom, “Kukukukukuku~! You're a riot, Ashter~! But before you start heading out to slay your own monsters... you should grow up a little first.”
He opened his mouth to ask her what she meant, but shook his head and grew silent. His words were pretty blatant, weren't they? Anyone could have read through them. Still, it would have been so amazing to soar through the skies on an airship with a woman as beautiful and as capable as Sonia. Imagine all the things they could have done.
For the first time in... well... ever, Ashter knew what he wanted_ _for his future. But Sonia was right; he still needed to grow up first.
Finally they came to the doors at the end of the staircase. Again Sonia pushed them open, this time revealing a wide, circular chamber. It was different from any other room in the tower, being less like a cathedral, and more like a royal throne room. Banners were hung on the arched ceilings, a red rug laid on the floor, and all of it bore the crest of the Cabal, being four black towers surrounding a circular black disk
Now more than ever, they were closest to the Scarlet Moon, which hung outside of the windows at a titanic size. Its red light shimmered through the chamber's windows, revealing...
“Heya~ Chagrin!”
He sat on a throne at the back of the chamber; the daemonic jester. With his mask on his face, it was hard to tell what emotion he was feeling. But he didn't seem too bothered, nor too surprised, even as his enemy stood before him.
“Sonia Espada!” he said, his tone still theatrical, “Finally arrived, have you? And you brought that human boy along! And, my, your horns! They have reeetttuuuuurrrrnnneeed!”
“Which means this is no longer a fight you have any chance of winning, Chagrin~!” she replied, her hand extending out to summon her scythe, “Before, you had a negligible chance of winning. Now, it's all gone! So... why don't you make this easy! Come down here and give me a big kiss~!”
“OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! YOU'D LOVE THAT, WOULDN'T YOU!?” replied the daemonic jester, before parting his cloak and revealing his deadly claws, “_ BUT YOUR END IS NIGH, SOOONNNIAAAAAA!!! _”
His suddenly twisted voice sent a jolt through Ashter; this was nothing like the playful – if cruel – jester he was before. Now he sounded devilish, vile... truly daemonic. His shift in voice wasn't just for show, as he suddenly leaped up from his throne, darted through the air, and--
CLASH!!!
His bladed claws met Sonia's scythe, who blocked his blow. Sparks flew from the impact, before the obscura knight quickly swiped back, knocking Chagrin away. Before he could retaliate, the succubus' wings extended, allowing her to take to the skies. She flew at him, her body twisting before--
SLASH!!!
She delivered another blow, one Chagrin barely had enough time to block. More sparks flew as the daemonic jester was sent careening into the wall behind him. When he looked up, Sonia was again coming towards him, forcing the daemonic jester to dart upwards and out of the way. He hovered above while the obscura knight turned, facing him with the barrel of her scythe where she--
BWEAM!
Instead of a bullet, a silver beam of energy roared from her scythe's gun barrel, one that moved too fast to dodge. It struck Chagrin, tearing through his cloak, and flying unhindered where it hit the wall... and even then, it was still strong enough to poke a clean whole through said wall!
Chagrin came to a stop and looked down. Fortunately for him, his body was very lanky, meaning Sonia only hit his cloak. If she had been only two inches closer to the center, he'd have been hit... and possibly killed.
Looking up, his masked gaze met Sonia's face, where he saw the succubus grin _at him. She missed on _purpose.
“_ YOU BIIIIIITTTTCCCCHHHHHH!!! _” Chagrin roared.
Placing his hands together, he conjured a beam of black energy and fired it at Sonia. But the voluptuous vampire merely laughed, before closing her bat wings over on herself, blocking the blow. The attack was strong enough to incinerate flesh, to reduce lives to nothing but dust! But to Sonia, it was as brisk as a spring breeze!
The daemonic jester quickly realized this was a losing battle, and dispelled his beam. Seconds later, gilded sparkles began flashing from his body, nearly blinding Ashter below. It was just a mask, trying – and failing – to hide the fact that Chagrin was multiplying! What once was one became three, three became six, and six became twelve! They all flew around the chamber, hovering in a circle around Sonia. But the obscura knight didn't gasp, she didn't even flinch! She laughed!
“_ SSIIIIIIILLLLEEEEEEENNNCCEEEEEE!!! _” the Chagrins all roared in unison.
All together, they rushed Sonia, their bladed hands at the ready. In a maelstrom of strikes, the daemonic jesters attacked the bat, attempting to rend her. But each slash failed. Again and again, Sonia darted between strikes, avoiding them with ease. One would think that with so many Chagrins, they'd cover all of her spots. One would be wrong.
Sonia was like a wraith: intangible when she wanted to be, but deadly when necessary. She'd dodge a strike, then counter with a slash. She'd dodge another strike, then counter with a bullet of silver energy. And whenever she'd strike one of the Chagrins, they'd dissipate in a black puff, revealing itself to be fake. This went on, again and again, until the number of Chagrins had been reduced to only one.
The daemonic jester looked around, struggling to come up with some plan of attack. Sonia was far better now than she had been before. She was faster, stronger, more magically talented! To think becoming an apex succubus would grant her this power! He had not witnessed this level of strength in centuries!
No... NO! He refused to lose!
“_ GGGGRRRAAAAARRRRRRLLL!!! _”
Throwing caution to the wind, Chagrin rushed towards Sonia in a frantic display of viciousness! His first strike met her scythe, his second strike met her scythe again, his third strike was dodged with ease as Sonia blitzed out of the way, her body leaving afterimages in her wake! Turning around, Chagrin caught a glimpse of the bat just in time to see--
SLAAASH!!!
“_ AAAAAHH!? _”
Her blade struck upwards in a brutal uppercut, one that tore through his clothing and armor like it was paper. The force of the blow was so great, it launched him upwards, but Sonia was not done yet. Darting up to meet him, the voluptuous virago vampire brought her blade down again, striking with a--
SLASH!
And another--
SLASH!
And another--
SLASH!
And then – with a twirl of her scythe – Sonia struck with one final--
SLAAAASSSHH!!!
“_ AAAAUUGHHH!?!? _”
The blow sent Chagrin slamming into the ground, his body rolling then tumbling to a halt right in front of Ashter. The young man gasped and pulled back as he gazed upon the daemonic jester. His body had been utterly ruined, with lacerations adorning his clothes and flesh. Above all, his mask has been torn off, revealing the androgynous face of a man. With all of that make up, he could fool a person into thinking he was a woman.
But that voice...
“_ YOU FUCKING BITCH!!! I'LL REND YOOOOOOOUUUUU!!! _”
It jolted Ashter who pulled back. But that slight movement was enough to catch Chagrin's eyes... his void-like eyes... eyes devoid of life. They widened... and then the daemonic jester struck.
“Aahh!?”
Ashter pulled back, but... no pain befell him. Looking forward, his eyes were just centimeters shy of being stabbed by Chagrin's claws. But the daemonic jester had been pinned in place by the spear-end of Sonia's scythe.
“Did you really think I was gonna fall for that trick again, Chagrin~?” asked the obscura knight as she viciously retracted her blade from his body.
“_ Aaaahh!? _”
Chagrin's body fell, a weak husk compared to the powerful wizard he once was. In some last attempt to seek safety, he began dragging himself away, trying to put distance between him and Sonia. Scoffing, the succubus dispelled her scythe then approached the Chagrin on the ground, where she picked him up.
“Haaaah... aaaah... S-Sonnniaaaaaaa,” he groaned, before putting on a smile, “Pleeeaaassee... f-f-fiinnnnddd iiit innn yooouurr heeeaarrrt to forgiiiiive meeee! You you you... you have been... s-s-spending sooooooo much time with these... m-m-moooorrtaaaaaals... y-y-you... you know how to... f-f-f-forgive... r-riiiiiiighhhtt?”
“Kukukukuku~! Yeah, I know how to forgive,” Sonia replied, “You learn a lot of things when you live with mortals instead of daemons. But you know what I haven't forgotten? That turnabout is fair play~! Case in point...” her hands gently stroked up to his face, clutching and framing it with her own, “Pucker up, jester boy~!”
“No... NO! Sonia do-- mmmfff!?”
Sonia was kissing him! Sonia was kissing him!!!
But this was unlike the kiss she shared with Ashter. This was no ordinary kiss. At first she disarmed Chagrin, quelling him despite his attempts to force her off. His body grew limp and weak, while deep moans left her lips. But then this energy, this purple miasma, began wavering off of his body. It was wispy, flowing off of her body like steam. At first soft, the miasma steadily grew stronger and stronger, eventually overwhelming Chagrin's body!
And then going into Sonia's.
Ashter watched as the succubus absorbed this power form Chagrin, sucking it into her body. Is this the true power of a succubus? Was this what she really meant when she said succubi feed off of life force?
Yes. This is _exactly _what she meant.
Via a kiss, Sonia sucked not only the power from Chagrin, but his _life _as well, absorbing it into her body and spirit. The process was a flashy one, with his miasma sparkling and flashing before Ashter's eyes. But despite this, only muffled moans could be heard, and none of them were painful. To be killed by a succubus is a most _pleasurable _way to die.
And yet this one was short.
Before Ashter knew it, Sonia pulled her lips away from Chagrin's lips... and then she dropped him with a--
Thud...
Hesitantly, the young man walked up towards the two, where he looked over upon Chagrin's body. What once was a lively and powerful daemon, had been reduced to a mummy. His flesh was sullen and dry, his eyes sunken, and his teeth rotted. The once mighty jester had been reduced to... this.
All while Sonia placed her hands on her hips, a relaxed smile on her lips.
“And that ends that~” she remarked.
Ashter looked up at her, horrified by the power she had. This woman slaughtered dozens of daemons. This woman took on a powerful daemon and won. This woman ate that daemon's soul.
And yet...
This woman saved him. This woman protected him. This woman slept _with him. While she was terrifying, she wasn't terrifying to _him.
“Sonia...”
“Yeah~?”
“Thanks... for... ya'know... heh...” he blushed and looked away, “Thanks for saving me.”
“Hey, kiddo~! No problem. That's my job, remember?”
“Heeeey... I'm no kiddo anymore. You saw to that yourself!”
“Kukukukukukuku~! Yeah, I guess I did!”
“Well... what do we do now...?”
“Uhh... ain't it obvious? I'm gonna take you home. Now that Chagrin's dealt with...” _GGRRRRMMMBBBLLLEEE!!! _“The tower's gonna break apart, and the moon's gonna fade away.”
All around them, the Black Tower began crumbling. Cracks chipped into its pristine walls, followed by shattering stones and dust. The ceiling even began collapsing around them, forcing Ashter to cling to Sonia for protection. But she remained calm, while a bright light appeared above them. The moon was fading away... and being replaced with the sun.
The brilliant, amazing sun.
Scared though he was, Ashter didn't gasp or scream. He just looked over at Sonia, who continued standing there with that cool smile on her lips. Yeah...
Everything was going to be okay!
…
“ASHTER!!! AAASSSHHTTEERRRR!!! AAASSSSHHTTEEERR!!!”
Their voices pierced the forest. A group of people, dozens in fact. Jokke wasn't a large place – it barely had over 50 people – but when everyone got together, you'd be easily fooled into thinking the village was larger than it really was. And when the people of Jokke get with the people of neighboring villages, then that respectable group can easily transform into a massive search party.
When the Scarlet Moon appeared, those lucky enough to escape its horrors would see a large, black mist envelop the lands. Like a barrier, it would keep those outside out, while trapping those inside. Only when the summoner of the Scarlet Moon is defeated would the barrier drop.
For Gerald Wilhelm, that wasn't good enough.
“Dammit! You stupid wall!” shouted the man as he swatted at it with his axe, only for it to bounce back, “Give me back my son!”
“It's not going to work, Gerald,” said his wife from behind, “Just... calm down...!”
“How could you say that, Jadine?” he replied, “Ash is in there and...” WHAK! “Only the gods know what's going on inside of this thing!” WHAK! “Just... open up!”
Again and again he struck the barrier, trying to dispel it, but failing every time. Gerald was a big and burly man, one who's hunted game in this forest since he was a child. But no matter how physically capable he was, it wasn't enough to break the barrier. But he tried... by the gods he tried, and everyone in Jokke watched as he tried.
And then with one last--
WHAK!
The barrier began to shake.
Gasps of awe traveled through everyone as Gerald pulled back. The barrier started quaking more and more, flashing lights as well which further drew the crowds away. But Gerald and Jadine remained standing there, gazing at the barrier as it grew as bright as the sun... and then dissipated.
It took several moments for the light of the fading barrier to fade, and when it did, what replaced it was a simple forest. The same forest that everyone of Jokke already knew. There were no monsters, no daemons, no scarlet moon, no black tower. However, there was...
“Ashter...?”
Slowly he emerged from the trees, appearing confused and dazed. Looking up, the young man saw not purple skies and the Scarlet Moon, but blue skies and the burning sun. Never had he felt so happy to see a sunny day before.
And then he dropped his gaze down, where he saw--
“Mom? Dad?”
He didn't get the chance to eek out another word before he was rushed by his parents, who both hugged him tight. It was a tight embrace, one filled with tears and sobs. What started as a coming of age hunt with his father, became a fight for his life. He didn't know what happened to them, and they didn't know what happened to him, so in this moment all they could do was cry.
Tears of joy, yes... but tears nonetheless.
They sat there for several moments, saying nothing and only hugging. Until a tapping noise echoed from behind. Drawing his head up, Ashter looked over his shoulder, his eyes falling on Sonia. The obscura knight was smiling at him in a cutesy manner, an expression that made him blush.
“Um... Mom... Dad...” said Ashter as he looked between the bat and his parents, “This is Sonia. Sonia Espada. She's an Obscura Knight, and is the woman who made that... thing go away. She... she saved me.”
“You saved my... son?” said Gerald as he walked towards Sonia... before dropping to his knees as he clutched her hand, “THANK YOU! BY THE GODS, THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH!!!”
“Ku... kuku~! Hey, no need to thank me so much! I was just doing my job!” she said, a beaming smile appearing on her lips, “Your son's a very brave young man. I don't know if I would've been able to handle it without his help.”
“My son...?” muttered Gerald as he quickly looked over towards Ashter.
His son looked a bit disheveled, all things considered. His overalls and shirt were all dirty, and his the family rifle was a bit banged up, but nothing was worse for the wear. To see his son healthy and well, made Gerald tear up again. And when he looked back at Sonia, he smiled from cheek to cheek.
“Thank you so very much, Obscura Knight,” he said breathlessly.
“Heeeeyy~ like I said, it's my job!”
“No... No! I won't take that for an answer!” said Gerald as he walked over and placed his hand on Sonia's shoulder, “Come! Let us cook for you, Ms. Espada! It's quite honestly the least we can do for the woman who saved our son!”
“Food...? Wait... your son said you were a butcher, yeah~?” said Sonia.
“He did? Well, I am a butcher! Easily the best in all of Jokke!” he said.
“Then... can you make my food rare?”
…
A gentle morning wind rustled gently through the sleepy village of Jokke. It rattled wood, stirred animals, and caused grasslands to softly billow about. Days like these were plentiful in the wayward village. To those who lived here, it was expected, though a simple pleasure nonetheless. Ashter remembered feeling a bit put off by these gentle breezes. He even desired more action to break up the mundane nature of life. But after his harrowing evening under the Scarlet Moon, he learned to appreciate this peace... for peace is always fleeting.
He stood at the edge of his family's homestead, leaning over the fence as he looked off to the forest in the distance. To think that just yesterday, it had become a cage containing monsters he thought were only fantasies. Now everything had returned to normal.
“Huh...”
“Hey, kiddo~ you're up.”
“Oh...! Sonia...”
Looking over his shoulder, his eyes fell on the bat in question. She had emerged from his home, that trademark smile that was a blend of cool and sexiness on her lips. It made Ashter blush and looked away, struggling to look Sonia in the eye after everything they went through together. Not just surviving the Scarlet Moon and the Black Tower, but also of the tryst they shared in the tower's dungeon.
But it was more than that. He wanted to say soooo much more to her, but he wondered if he was overstepping his boundaries. She was his superior, both in age and in prowess. He didn't want to hinder her, or be a bother. So all he said was,
“Thanks Sonia... for everything...”
The bat cocked her head at the young man, before coming in closer... and closer... and closer. Forced back upon the fence behind him, Ashter looked up, his brown eyes meeting Sonia's red ones, and the smirk her lips in. Bringing her hand up, she gently stroked it upon his chin, before clutching and guiding him in to--
“Mmmff...”
“Mmmm...”
Their eyes closed, the pair shared a kiss. It wasn't long, but it felt like an eternity. Lips on lips, tongues softly dancing, traded moans, up until Sonia pulled away, ending it. But Ashter remained clinging to the air, longing for more of her touch... even though he knew it was time for her to go. And to prove this she said,
“It's about time I got going, kiddo. So if there's anything you want to say, you better say it now~”
“I...”
There were dozens of things he wanted to say, hundreds even! But his mind struggled to form them all! He couldn't ask her every question he had on his mind, less he wanted to waste _several _days! So instead he asked the one question which kept bouncing back into his head. The one question that overpowered them all.
“Why are you here?”
“Hm? Didn't I already tell you? To stop the Scarlet Moon~”
“No, no, not that. I mean... why are you here? In our world?” he asked more specifically, “You... you're a daemon, right? And you're such a powerful one too. Chagrin needed to use dirty tactics just to keep up with you. If I wasn't there during your first fight, you would have slayed him in the Black Tower's lobby. So...” he shrugged his shoulders, “Why are you here? Why aren't you some demon lord in Daemonium?”
“Hmmm...”
Sonia's smile shifted. No longer was it this cool, sexy smirk, but instead this more reflective, almost forlorn smile. She looked to the distance, her arms crossed beneath her bosom, while the wind gently blew along them. Such an odd expression for a woman who had been so confident up until now. She appeared solemn.
“Becoming a man... it's difficult, ya'know~” Sonia said, “It's more than just turning 18, it's more than just going on a hunt with your father, it's more than just losing your virginity. Becoming a man is about taking on responsibilities. Becoming a man is about taking care of your family and loved ones. Becoming a man is about becoming wise and capable. I'm saying all that to say~” she looked back at him, “Keep that question in your heart, kiddo. When you're ready – when you've become a _real _man – ask me that question again. And I'll tell you everything you want to know.”
It wasn't an answer to his question. Some would find that disappointing, but not Ashter. Because it was better than an answer; it was a promise. A promise that they will see each other again.
Someday...
“Then... if you wont answer that question, then... can you answer this one for me?” Ashter asked.
“Go ahead. Shoot~”
“You said something in the Black Tower earlier... you were apologizing in your own way,” he replied, “You said you felt sorry for me because... I was... ahem...” he blushed, “Getting fucked by a woman like you, as you put it. But...” he raised an eyebrow, “Why'd you apologize? What were you apologizing for?”
Sonia smirked.
“I'm just apologizing because I probably ruined you~” she replied, “Or, more accurately, I ruined the experiences _you'd have in the future. Having sex with a succubus isn't good for your health, both physically, spiritually, and _mentally. And that mental one might be the most dangerous of them all~! If ever you sleep with a woman – or even a man – in the future, it will never _compare to having sex with the likes of _me~! _I'm just apologizing for _cursing _you with that. But if you'd like some advice,” her wings extended out, “Find a person you _love, Ashter. Find a person who you find more pleasure in making love to, than having random, sporadic trysts. Because sex is fleeting; a vice at most. Love is eternal...” her wings began flapping, “See ya around, kiddo~”
Leaning back, Asther watched as Sonia took to the skies. At first she hovered about, but with another flap she darted higher. And another flap sent her higher. And more and more she flapped, bouncing higher and higher, before turning away. With Ashter watching from below, Sonia took off for the distance, flying well beyond view... and vanishing from sight.
A wistful sigh left the young man's lips as he again leaned on his family's fence, pondering about his future and the feisty bat who saved him. And for the first time in his life, he knew _exactly _what he wanted.
“Hey, Ash. Everything alright out there?” his father asked as he appeared from behind him, bringing a smile to the young man's lips.
“Yeah... yeah... everything's fine,” he said, “Sonia just took her leave and... I was thinking a little bit.”
“Thinking about what?”
“I think... I think...” he smiled, “I think I know what I want to do now.”