Time passed and the lust filled craze ended just as suddenly as it started. Alan lay on the messy sheets Verosika cuddling in his embrace.
It was at this point that Verosika looked up to Alan who hugged her closer and gave her a comforting smile.
Verosika did not know what came over her, the emotions she did not know existed in her demonic heart suddenly erupted. But unlike the sex crazed maniacal act she would normally do, her actions were more- human.
Crawling up Alan's chest, she stared him dead in the eye and-
"I love you…"
Time froze at that moment, for Verosika the words she said made her open her eyes wide in shock as she realized the type of shit she had done.
In that split second of clarity, Verosika tried to escape but her body was dragged into the sheets.
"No… let. Me. go!"
She struggled to get away but Alan's arms had a power that she could not resist, a combination of brute force and warmth which she found herself inexplicably drawn to.
Unknowingly, tears started to stream down the succubus' face, the make up she wore that stayed on despite being washed over with sweat, tears, saliva and cum had started to fade.
Her face was painted with make up stains as she hid her face in Alan's chest, but when she saw the stains that were transferred on his pale skin, she knew she really fucked up.
"What's the matter? A little bit of affection caused you to recall some bad memories?"
Verosika did not say anything, she didn't want to, she felt shame-
Love was something that they should not have, it was a feeling that was looked down upon. Even sinners should have the same idea and even though she knew that Alan had just arrived in hell she still-
"That's cute~"
As her mind was spiralling, Alan suddenly turned, Verosika found herself laying on her back.
She stared up at Alan who now had an enraptured look in his eyes.
This was the first time she saw him like this, no matter what it was, no matter what she did, he always had a fake expression. His appearance had always matched the situation, he was satisfying her desires but-
For the first time…
The emotions in Alan's eyes were not that of an actor bringing pleasure to an audience- no, his eyes said it all.
He was not a hungry wolf…
"Took a while but finally~ The little succubus who could not accept her own feelings, the little slut who hid her inner innocence under layers of depravity~ OHH!!! The moment her facade broke, the moment it all came crashing down~"
Alan's voice changed, his usual seduction was gone, the kind and "loving" image had vanished. Now he was a hungry beast-
"What a titillating moment! Oh my dear Verosika~ you've become the perfect woman~"
His words carried a callous air, a sickening desire yet-
"You've found yourself and that my girl, is what I want~"
His words were like a spell, binding the poor succubus in his chains.
"That freedom, that release! Now, give it all to me, show me-"
Alan paused, he hugged Verosika, an intimate hug, his body pressing against hers as he whispered-
"I love you, Verosika"
And with those words of his Verosika felt it, the awakening of something within her-
The depravity that had ended started up once more, now more intense and filled with an emotion rarely seen in hell.
Love-
There was no crazy foreplay, no crazy position or toy in the mix, just pure, raw, unfiltered s3x!
They did not know how long they were at it or how loud they had been.The two immersed themselves in the mood and continued until neither of them could move.
Whenever Verosika found herself unable to move, Alan would pull her in and pound on her like an animal, he would forcibly keep her away and when Alan was at the brink of passing out, Verosika would do the same.
They did not reject nor deny the rude awakening, instead they continued for satan know how long, when they finally stopped, the whole room was covered in jizz. It stank of fish and deviance but it was all worth it-
When the sun rose up once more, Alan stood up, he walked to the large window wall and gazed at the bustling streets of hell.
A rustling was heard from the bed and Verosika raised her upper body, breast bare for all the world to see but something new could be seen on her once clear skin.
On her womb was a tattoo, a black tattoo that emitted a mysterious energy-
"Hypocrite"
Verosika teased as she traced her slender fingers on her womb.
"I practice and preach freedom, so here I am, using my freedom to do what I want! Verosika- morality and beliefs are, in and of themselves, bindings"
Alan declared his thoughts and beliefs had been shared with Verosika amidst their ferocious lovemaking session.
In response, Verosika rolled her eyes as she replied.
"So you give others bindings in order to show off your own freedom?"
But Alan was unaffected by her critique as he answered her, he arrived next to the bed, much like their first meeting, Alan raised his woman's chin up. He gave her a sly grin as he told her his reply-
"That is my freedom to do and your freedom to resist"
"Well, then, mommy's gonna resist with all her might!"
Verosika jumped on Alan who did not let her "win". The two continued their battle exiting the bedroom and bringing the war to the living room, kitchen, bathroom and even the veranda. Of course, Alan used his flames to hide their acts, doing it in public was fun but it was more fun to do it invisible.
Heck, the two freaks even went at it in the elevator, a mother and child entered and heard the moans and claps echoing. They saw the liquid pooling on the floor, they knew something was up but did not dare to say anything.
They terrorized the whole building with their acts until they were both satisfied and when they finished, the two found themselves sitting in front of the tv watching the news about the success of Verosika's album.
When he saw that his lover had suddenly gotten big, Alan let her trophy this over him for today as he planned to move out tomorrow-
For now-
"So, my dear, how about you prove to me how GREAT you are?"
"Oh I'll show yo- AH!"