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Trees gathered behind a small town to create a wooded home for all manner of creature and oddity. The people of the town warned strangers that there were demons, spirits, and other bugaboos waiting in the trees to play with any who passed the threshold but of course, there were plenty of folks who didn’t believe in such tall tales. One such person was wandering the trails heading deeper and deeper into the woods. He was a young tan-skinned fellow with black hair stopping just over silver eyes. In his hands and strung around his neck was a camera. On occasion, he stopped to drink in the sights and sounds of Autumn whistling through the trees. The winds were touched with a hint of Winter, chilly enough to be called bracing. Orange and deep red leaves marked the trees and the ground with the crunching signs of Fall. For Charlie, this was the perfect type of place to get seasonal nature shots. Sure, if he wanted something for the season he could have stopped by a cafe and taken a picture of leaves drifting on the wind or something like that but he had wanted something more natural. Of course, this little town wasn’t a fan of letting visitors out in the woods but he had managed to convince the good people to let him on through with a bit of smooth talking. Well, it was less smooth talking and more that he had promised over and over again that he wouldn’t wander in too far. That being said, he was coming to a point in his trip where he felt like he might be straying too far. He might not believe in monsters but he did believe in wild animals that attacked people for wandering into their territory. Of course, one more picture wouldn’t hurt.

Charlie brought the camera up to his eye and began searching for the right shot. He panned until he caught a spot between two trees where he saw it. A strange figure stepped from behind one of the trees, stretching languidly while the world around that figure seemed to shift and change. It was a satyr of sorts with deep autumn fur darkening around the ends of its legs and arms with a soft cream around a bare small chest. All she wore was a cloth wrap around her waist that seemed to barely cover anything anyway. Her eyes were sharp amber and her lips were touched with black as if she had kissed shadows. She started to hum a sweet song and the small distortions began to grow and flicker until shadows covered his lens and he could see nothing but darkness. For a moment, all sound, all sensations faded from his body until it felt like he was floating. Charlie tore himself away from the viewfinder and fell back on his rear, camera on his lap as he looked up at the satyr herself smiling down at him with her hands on her hips.

His mind had a bit of trouble catching up with what was happening so while he was in that limbo, the satyr raised a brow and hummed, “Hasn’t anyone ever taught you it’s rude to take pictures of someone without their permission? Especially naked. I mean, maybe you’re into that but hey, maybe I’m not.”

Charlie broke out of his open mouth stupor to start stammering quietly, “N-no that’s not what I was here for at all. I just, I was taking pictures of nature and I just, I haven’t ever seen anything like you before! Are you one of those demons the folk at the town warned me about?”

The satyr blew air from her mouth and put a hand on her stomach, leaning forward before snorting out laughter, “I wondered why you were out here! A shutterbug stranger comin’ out here to take some nature pics.” She then stood at full height, flicking away tears while sniffing, “So, maybe I am one of those demons they talk about but I’m not fully what they think I am. Those folk are just so scared they think that anything with a bit of fur and horn is the devil comin’ out to grab them.”

“Uh...Are you the devil?”

She snickered and crouched, her hands under her chin as she spoke, “Not exactly in the way that you or those other people think but I do provide several services for a price. Pictures usually come at a high price but enough of that, how about we introduce ourselves proper-like? I’m Celes, who are you little bug?”

“Charlie.” Came his answer while he tried to think of anything else to say.

Celes beamed and nodded, “Okay. So, since you’re not from around here, I’ll explain how things work. I am a monster. I am mostly as bad as the people down there say. The thing is, blood, soul, a bit of life is something precious to me. I don’t need the stuff to function but it feels good, it tastes right. Now, my folks and their folks before them used to just stalk the woods for prey and have all sorts of fun with them before draining them but me? I don’t like doing that. That brings too much attention and more than that, it makes it pretty damn hard to find more of what I want.” While her smile grew, she reached out to grasp Charlie’s cheek, pinching gently while continuing, “So, you can get up and get out of this forest or we can make a deal. You want a picture of me, you want a kiss, or maybe something more? Well, I can provide so long as you let me have a taste of your soul.”

Finally broken out of his stupor, Charlie coughed, “My soul?! Won’t that kill me?!”

Her hand gave his cheek a soft little pat while she chuckled, “Not at all, shutterbug. Just a tiny bite isn’t enough to kill someone and in time your soul will heal.” Those lovely amber eyes then seemed to sharpen, pupils darkening while she practically purred, “Permanent damage is done through other means, and of course, I am willing to take the whole thing off your hands if you’re really desperate for something.” She then snorted and her eyes returned to normal, “‘Course, I like to discourage idiots from going down that route.”

An actual monster in the flesh, right before him and she was offering sex for a taste of his soul, or a picture or more, whatever that meant. He could even give up all of his soul for something big if that was what he really wanted but that would make him an idiot. Wouldn’t it make him an idiot to do any of that in the first place? I mean, it would but if what she said was true then she could probably have bitten into him right now like a cracker and left the bones for the townsfolk to find. He looked down at the camera in his lap and wondered how it would be to take back a few pictures, not even to share, just a few memories of a beautiful creature in the woods set against the Autumn landscape. It would be a nice memory, wouldn’t it?

Slowly, he began, “What would it cost for a few pictures?”

Her expression sharpened again, her body coming up to stand as she clapped her hands together, little sparks of fire hissing into the air, “Well, that type of deal puts me at a lot of risk but I think only a connection from me to you would do. A line to make sure that you can’t share that thing with the wrong sorts. So, if you show them to anyone, then all of your soul is mine, and the picture burns. How does that sound?”

Charlie blinked, “So...You wouldn’t take any of it now and I could keep the pictures as a pleasant memory?”

“Yup but if you betray me, you lose your soul! Simple as that. The result would be you becoming a creature of some kind yourself. Kind of like a wandering husk that needs to be put to rest!”

He frowned and slowly got up while ignoring that possible future, camera coming up as he breathed out, “All right, that sounds like a deal. Didn’t plan on sharing them anyway so no need to fear the consequences.” Charlie then brought the viewfinder to his eye to bring her into frame.

Without needing to be told, she backed up to a tree and leaned against it and that was the perfect shot. Nature against something that was considered unnatural. A memory that would echo with him for the rest of his life. His digit froze as he noticed that she wasn’t done. Her leg came up slowly, hoof dragging along the bark of the tree that seemed to bend just a bit back allowing her to recline while she smiled at the camera. The movement dragged his eyes to the curve of her strong thighs that came up to a rear that was revealed with the position. Without a word, without a thought, he snapped a picture.

She brought her leg out and spread it for him in a rather impressive display of flexibility. The cloth covering her waist faded into crumbling leaves and smoke allowing him to spot the heat between her legs, her digits slipping down all the way to feel over and spread it with two digits causing his cheeks to burn as he yet again snapped without thought. She turned and placed both hands on the tree that returned to a regular shape, her hips jutting up to show her rear while her small faun tail lifted. Another snap. Both hands slid down her body, and the shutter kept on snapping even as she spread her rear wide to let him see between those heavenly cheeks.

“Satisfied?” She asked while keeping her rear presented.

“Huh? Oh! Yeah. Perfect. Got a good collection of memories.” Charlie said while clearing their throat.

Celes turned and leaned back against the tree, grinning while pointing toward him, “Is that right? Figured with how dumbstruck you were you would have asked my rate for sex is.”

His cheeks were burning bright as he tried to answer, “I don’t really know, I guess I didn’t think about it. You know, I figured that a few pictures would cost a lot and sex would probably cost more.”

She laughed and shook her head, “Pictures have a risk of death so I don’t think that’s the case. Fucking me in the ass or mouth is just a taste of your soul. That’s all I need for that. If you had a condom I’d say go ahead wherever you want but I’d rather not have you breeding me, unless of course, you’re willing to give a lot more.”

A lot more sounded like a bit too much but just a taste to get rid of the heat between his legs with such a beautiful body sounded like enough. Then again, what was he talking about? That was his soul! If that existed then it would most likely be a core part of his existence. He had already made a deal with her that could have cost him his life so why was he even doubting he would go along with this? It seemed like such a small thing in comparison, so what then? While he was lost in thought, Celes had materialized at his side and was leaning over and looking up into his face with a grin.

“Scared? With that little connection, I might not ever get a taste of your soul but with this, I get a piece. I can promise you your soul will recover in about a week, less if you’re a strong type but that won’t really make you feel better, will it? Oh no, I can see it all in those little shutterbug eyes of yours. So, it is up to you. Get your dick wet or go home and jerk off to those pictures. Either way, I’ve already had my fun and a taste of soul would just be a bonus.”

Charlie sucked in a breath before he looked into her eyes. Those burning orbs were full of promises that tickled the back of his mind and made the bulge on his pants more apparent. The answer was clear in his gaze and before he opened his mouth to utter yes, her hand was there at his bulge, digit gently working over the fabric to find the zipper and carefully take it down. She flicked the button and reached through his underwear to let her hand rest atop of his hardening shaft.

“We have a deal, shutterbug?”

The lens of his camera was capped, strap hanging off a low branch in a place he was certain it was secure nearby before he turned his attention back to the satyr and brought his arms around her. His full answer came in the form of a kiss, his mouth moving in to take her lips with his own. Her response was a chuckle, one of her hands coming around his back to run claws up and down. A spark ran through his system but it didn’t stop him from continuing his mission. Expressing his hunger by keeping his mouth to hers, lips occasionally parting to let their tongues start dancing together while warm spittle was swapped. Their heated actions staved away the chill of Autumn, the breeze doing nothing to encourage Charlie to stop her from tugging and pulling at his clothes. The kiss was something that he hadn’t quite experienced before. Every movement of their lips felt like his mind was being pulled in closer to her, his body pressing as close as he could manage thirsting for more of that odd sensation warming his head. Lines of spittle connected their lips as they pulled apart, warm breaths turning to steam as he tried to think of anything to say.

Back to reality, he noticed that his pants were already down along with his underwear leaving his cock twitching in the air. Celes grabbed onto the shaft, stroking it carefully while humming, “I can feel that heat shutterbug. You’ve got a nice tool here and I’m guessing you won’t be satisfied with lip or hand. You want my ass now, right?” When he nodded, Charlie swore she turned to shadow and smoke right before his eyes, touching his cheek while stroking to the tip of his cock before her body appeared again turning around to spread that lovely rear of hers with both hands, while she purred, “Then come on in. Bit of magic should make it nice and easy for you to fit right on in. Of course, if you’re unsure you can have a taste and give my ass a stretching with those delicate fingers of yours.”

Charlie took the invitation and brought himself down to his knees despite the discomfort of leaves and grabbed onto her rear, squeezing tight as her hands moved aside for him. She chuckled as he brought his mouth onto her ass, his tongue dragging against the puckered hole while he marveled at how warm it was. It wasn’t long before he dipped inside, surprised that his tongue slipped in that easily. He took his time worshipping her rear, passing his tongue along her inner walls before slowly bringing it back out. One finger slid in, and then another, and another until she yelped at the fourth one. It seemed like magic had some limits but even then it wasn’t that hard to get in there. When he pulled his digits back out, he replaced them with his tongue, taking his time with the heat of her ass while his digits went back to kneading the softness of her rump. Charlie was surprised that her fur was so soft, so plush. It almost felt like he could fall asleep while licking her ass, fall into a pleasant dream, and never come back. The danger didn’t even occur to him in the moment.

When he pulled his mouth away, he got up almost immediately and gripped onto his shaft, edging the head against her puckered hole to ease it in. Once he was inside, he thrust once and suddenly found himself balls deep. Her warm and tight inner walls squeezed onto his shaft and he almost blew his load right there. Celes only sighed, leaning up and back against him while running a hand over his cheek, sparks going down his back as the fog in his head grew thicker encouraging him to rely on his base instincts. His hips thrust forward before coming back, dragging his shaft against those tight anal walls, stretching her further before he slammed back inside. He repeated the motion over and over again until he got in a steady rhythm. Her sighs and little moans were interspersed with giggles and snickers that rose into the air like a sweet song that encouraged him instead of ruining the moment. When he tried to think about anything other than the pleasure running through his body and how to get more, he just couldn’t manage it. Other thoughts became brittle Autumn leaves giving way to the Winter’s call and his body just kept on pressing closer for more and more of what this demon had to offer.

The heat building in his body began to burn just a bit more, pressure around his gut mounting until it all began to release from the tip of his cock as warm cum. Each twitch produced another load of seed staining the insides of her ass until he leaned over and breathed out his finish. It felt like it had lasted for so long and right now he could go for a nap or three. When he pulled out, it was with a pleasant wet pop, her hands coming down to grasp her rear and spread it, letting him see the slight gape of her ass dripping with his mark. Again she seemed to fade to smoke and shadow, turning around to grasp his chin as she formed again.

“And now...My price.” She said with a purr.

Their lips met again for a lovely second while her claws came down to his chest. She pressed until he thought she was going to stab right through his clothes, but instead, she brought her digits back and a glowing orb appeared. Charlie’s eyes grew wide as a piece of fire came off of that orb, dancing atop of her digit as she brought it to her mouth to bite down with a sharp smirk. Oddly enough, Charlie didn’t feel any pain. It just felt like wind was passing through him and his mind swirled with fog and odd sensations that brushed up against his being until his soul settled back in his body.

“There we go. That wasn’t so bad was it?”

He blinked and looked down, patting his chest while muttering, “I uh, I guess not.”

Charlie then hopped when he saw the satyr on her knees, her mouth planted pecks along his balls up to his shaft. When he was about to protest, one of her hands grasped his member, the other cupping his balls while she whispered, “Shhh...Consider this a parting gift.”

She dragged his cock into her mouth, her nose soon touching his crotch as her tongue curled around his shaft. Back and forth her head went, bobbing up and down while his arousal hardened again. He had just cum but it felt like he was being brought back into that pleasure hungry state again, body trembling while he grasped onto her horns for dear life. Charlie wanted to buck his hips but he couldn’t for some reason, he was leaning forward and groaning, body shaking like a weakened leaf about to snap from the tree as she kept on sucking down his shaft. Slowly she pulled back, her hand on his cock, her tongue out, and her eyes looking up at him with mischief while she milked him. Her digits were gentle along his wet shaft, his eyes watching her with a mixture of hunger and surprise. With that soft hand working his member, it didn’t take long before he was firing another load off into her mouth. He was shocked to feel his cum pouring out just as thick and just as much as before. His knees nearly buckled from the pleasure, his heart thumping wildly against his chest. When he looked down at Celes after his climax, he saw that her tongue was coated with that white and sticky substance. Slowly, she brought it back in before gulping everything down and opening her mouth again to show it was gone.

Standing up, she pressed a claw to his chin and his body followed as if compelled to stand, “Here we are...That should be enough to let you know that I’m always available for more. This isn’t the only place you can find me, y’know? When you really are hungering for more and don’t mind making a deal, whether you want my body or something else; tug on that little connection of ours but never forget one simple thing.” She leaned in, her eyes sharpening again while her smirk grew to a fang-filled grin, “I'm a dangerous little devil sweetie and you don’t want to make me too much of a habit.”

Her body faded to smoke and shadow one last time, curling around his form and obscuring his vision in abyss before she was gone leaving him leaning against the tree. He looked around for a sign of the satyr but saw nothing. Charlie yanked his pants back up and hopped to where his camera was. He checked the pictures and saw that each had a kiss of black lipstick on them somehow, her eyes glowing in each shot as if to remind him of what she was. Putting a hand to his chest, he looked out toward the distance where she had been, the air around the area fragmenting and glitching until he turned his attention away from that spot. Maybe he could wait a month or so before seeing her. If he saw her again so soon, he might give himself to her without even accepting anything in return.