nu███████XXX███████XXX███████XXX███████ numineWE OPENED ` THE DOOR♕》*ANDHEWASTHERE,ANDWITHIN bad apple
xxx n×◞KILL ⊰THE(DEMON)*⇣HE'S AN a**l♕RAPIST! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:NO BUT REALLY, HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU. YO BOOTY RATCHET.
The girl, the less vocal of the two, didn't seem to acknowledge him. She didn't seem to care about anything that he had to say, she only swooned over the other Succubus as if a dog to its meat. He didn't take issue with it, though it did result in Lilith seeming far more entertaining. At the same time, though, far more deadly. That really was the issue with Succubus; they were either naive and often stupid, or deadly cutthroat. Lilith was probably the latter, and Nox was probably the former. He detested both in practice, as they were insidious towards those around them. "Does it stick together, my lady?" He asked her. "Does it really stick together, when you all slay our supposed friends for the chance at a promotion? When the vampires and werewolves are constantly in an ongoing class warfare? When, just a few years ago, your King butchered his own people by the hundreds of thousands in order to secure his autocracy? That is another illusion by the government, propaganda to help the people believe that Nocturne is unified through its iron fist. It is far from it. We could stand to learn from Fronta -- community builds unification, not fear." He'd become quite preachy, in an effort to be controversial. Discovering Lilith's political views were quite important to him, at the moment.
Why? Because he just felt like knowing them. Interesting enough, weren't they? Each person had a song to sing. He wanted to hear them all, so that he could mash them together into a symphony of knowledge. It was towards his aim to become a proper leader for all of his kind. He would have to know what they all truly believed.
The Incubus behind him had his desires grow stronger as seconds passed. He could feel a hunger; he desired West's body, everything about him, and the demon didn't frankly understand why. When an Incubus became a demon, they constantly emitted a sort of pheromone, something to draw people to them. Something to help people find them even more attractive, and more stunning. But even that wasn't so potent as to bewitch a man's heart in a flash. From the second he saw West, this Incubus had hungered, and he continued to. He breezed past the demon, and attempted to seduce him by show of his assets, emphasis on a**. He was certainly very attractive, and if West were any weaker, he would find his body grinding against him as he spoke. But West's spirit was resolved to be mature. He did not fall for his desires as easily as the others of his kind.
"There's a first for everything, isn't there?" He grinned, his eyes moving upwards from where they had been situated for some time -- Al's rump. He instead stared into his back, his eyes a fiery shade as he thought and he spoke. "I think this is the first time I've ever been approached at random in a dark alleyway, someone telling me they desire me. I'm sure it won't be the last, though. This district is quite . . . eccentric, isn't it?" He laughed nervously. In reality though, his fundamental attributes as an Incubus rather enjoyed the steady declarations of desire. He wished to act on them, converge on the other Incubus and smother him with his body. He wished to show him just how right it was to 'want' West, who believed he was far beyond all other men. And to a point, he would act on his wishes. He moved forward just a little bit, and brought his head against the Incubi's shoulder, neck against neck. At this point, he whispered silently. "You'll get what you want in some time, but first why don't you let me play journalist? It's always been a fetish of mine." He grinned, as he breathed into the young half-demon's ear.
Posted: Sun Feb 23, 2014 7:11 pm
And that's when Lilith felt something odd. Before West had spoken he gave off this feeling of abhorrence. Her lips pressed into a thin line and her eyes narrowed as West spoke. It was not at his words, but as his attitude. He was hiding something, though what Lilith was not sure. What she was sure of was how little she enjoyed playing his game. Not only that but it was clear that West's new boy toy had something other than conversing in mind. Talk about rude. Lilith remained silent as she seethed in a silent anger. Perhaps they were mere fledglings and almost defenseless, but succubi were not to be trifled with. They could definitely hold a grudge. And one day that grudge could come back to bite you. "If you want to learn so much from Fronta, I suggest you head on over there. You'll find few from Nocturne who think on the same lines as you do." Lilith said, not bothering to give further input as to what her own motives were. It definitely wasn't for some sense of nationalism. One as presumptuous as West would never understand the workings of someone else, merely their own self righteous agenda. Perhaps the succubi were known for their crave for power, but did not every group have its radicals? Lilith let the momentary annoyance wash away from her body as she turned to Nox, motioning with a tilt of her head for her to follow. As an added measure, Lilith intertwined her fingers with the succubus' and began to lead her away. "If you'll excuse us, we have some important matters to attend to." Lilith said politely to West before looking at the guy practically attached to him. "And it seems you do as well." She added on a final note. The clicking of her boots against the ground was the only noise left after that.
Nox would probably pick up on the tension in Lilith's body. Now that they were out of sight from the alleyway her anger was quite evident. Her grip on Nox's hand was maybe a bit too rough and she was walking swiftly, though without a purpose. Lilith had a home but it was on the other side of this district and she did not feel like going that far. She came to a sudden halt, releasing Nox's hand and reaching for her scythe. She cast it aside with a clatter and quickly adjusted her attire. In an instant Lilith went from street rat to bombshell once more. Now that her image reflected her attitude, Lilith posed on the side of the street. She leaned her back against a wall, placing one foot against it to show off her legs. Lilith reached up and unbuttoned her jacket, pushing it aside to further expose herself. She let her hair fall around her naturally and put an easy smile on. Right now she looked like every other girl offering herself up, but somehow it was better. The curves of her body seemed more vivid. Lilith's eyes seemed to glow with a life that none other possessed. Everything about her was enticing, especially her attitude. It did not take long for someone to approach her. It was a mere human, not remotely aware of what he was dealing with. Barely any words were exchanged; Lilith didn't need any. "Looks like you've had a rough night, honey." The man sad as he stood very close to Lilith. He reached up placed his hand on her hip, trailing it lower and squeezing her a**. Lilith gave a very sexy giggle and grabbed the lapel of his jacket, pulling his face down towards hers. She put her lips just near his ear and spoke in a husky voice. "I was hoping you could make it better." Lilith pushed her hips forward and lightly ground her body against his, very slowly licking the shell of his ear. From where Nox was standing, she would see Lilith was looking right at her.
The man was pulled right in, his pants now straining with just how tight they had suddenly gotten. Lilith wound her arm through his and allowed him to lead her to his home nearby. The man was trying to be sexy, trying to match Lilith's level. But he couldn't. He was clumsy. His hands fumbled over her body, his mouth often missed her own when he went in for a kiss. It was all Lilith could do to keep herself from ending it right now. They made it up his stairs and to his front door before the man pushed her against the wall. He grabbed both of Lilith's hands and pushed them above her head, moving his mouth to her neck and roughly sucking at her. Lilith rolled her eyes and faked a moan of pleasure, once more pushing herself against him. The man laughed like an actual a** and reached down to Lilith's thighs, lifting her off of the ground. She gasped in feigned surprise and wrapped her arms around his neck as well as her legs around his waist. "Aren't you a big strong man." Lilith said before pushing her tongue into his mouth. The guy grunted in response and stumbled with trying to get his door open. The succubus had to repress a sound of annoyance and instead busied herself with kissing at the man's neck. She would bite him every now and then, growing rougher and rougher. It all merely served to excite the man and encouraged him to get the damned door opened. The sound of the key sliding into the hole was a much more pleasurable experience for Lilith than the actual physical actions she was going through. The man walked in and kicked the door shut, leading Lilith inside. She unwrapped her legs from him and grabbed his hand, taking him to one of his chairs. Lilith spun around and pushed him into it, a smirk on her face. She straddled him, placing her hands on his chest. The man reached around and roughly squeezed Lilith's behind in an effort to move her closer. Lilith could feel the bulge in his pants. She leaned in close to him as her hands worked their way up to his neck. "Thanks for the room." She said before showing her true nature. Lilith's claws extended as her hands tightened around his neck. The man's eyes bulged as he reached up to her, trying to tear her away. A laugh escaped her lips as Lilith threw back her head in joy, the curled horns now evident. The man tried to draw a breath of air in but was unable to stop Lilith from tearing his life away. Her tail unfurled and wrapped itself around one of his hands, holding it steady. Lilith felt the heat rising in her once more and momentarily forgot why she had done this. Once the man went limp in more than one way she sat there, reveling in the pain he had felt. The fear in his eyes, the way he had clawed at her; it was all so provocative.
Lilith looked down at the now lifeless body with a frown. She should have drawn that out. With a sigh of disappointment she patted the man on the chest and removed herself from him. With one final glance at the body she turned away and headed outside. As she walked out into the moon light she would resume her figure as a regular human woman. The horns, claws, and tail all had disappeared. Lilith walked on over to Nox and hooked an arm through her's, directing them to the man's apartment. "I could use a shower." Lilith said suggestively, giggling invitingly. The door would click behind them once they made it inside. Lilith completely ignored the body growing cold on a chair in the living room. She brushed past it and reached for the hem of her shirt. Lilith slowly peeled it from her body, lifting it over head and letting it fall to the floor dejectedly. The she-devil would then step out of her boots and push her pants down, moving away from the pile of clothing. It was then that Lilith would turn, revealing her voluptuous body completely to Nox. She sauntered over slowly, keeping her gaze locked on her target's. Lilith wasted no time and pressed herself against Nox, entwining one hand in her hair and using the other to expertly unbutton the woman's pants. It was definitely game time.
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Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 6:21 pm
Certainly there was. 'Firsts' were an inevitable part of life, that much could not be denied. To be construed as a whore however, that the man could not say was something that he had ever had to bear witness to. People, both men and women, even other creatures that were things beyond human, have fallen for him without much effort on his part, love at first sight if one believed in that sort of thing. None had ever questioned his reason for being where he was, nor did they really ever say much beyond vocalizing their desires and responding when he spoke to them. They had been like lascivious dolls in that regard, and such a thing had soon lost its appeal to Al. He did not feel any ill intent towards the man for saying what he did, but rather enjoyed the challenge that he was being presented with. It added a little spice to the game that he and his kind played, gave it appeal beyond what he had come to know as the norm, and above all else, gave him purpose. For days he had been wandering about aimlessly, turning down proposals of sex, love and marriage. Turning down material things when people offered them to him. Turning down everything that people felt the need to give him if only he would stay with them, and even then if he didn't they still offered. Several had literally died from his rejection and he had only stared in passive silence in a form of prayer for their passing before he moved on. There was no blame for him to take, no responsibilities for him to assume.
And now here he was in present day, the most difficult find to date. He could practically feel the man's gaze burning into his butt, the result he had intended, and in his turned position the smile on his lips was golden. Eccentric indeed. The tingle that tiptoed up his spine at the sudden feel of the man's breath against his ear made Al want to squirm where he stood, and he could feel a sudden growth taking place as his jeans seemed to tighten and hug his form even further. The feeling was ephemeral however as the man stated his reason for playing coy, which was because he was having fun with a role that he had always wanted to play. His behavior earlier had all be due to the fact that he wanted to play at being a journalist, which Al viewed as somewhat strange, but he understood and cooled his jets for the time being, glancing at the man through the corners of his eyes, the ghost of a smile on his lips as he stepped to the side and allowed the man and the woman some room to chat without him being a nuisance. Not another peep was uttered for the time being.
The girl was given her chance to respond, and did so in a rather curt manner as to ignore what the man had said and basically said 'it's over there. Go at your own risk'. That was how it was construed in Al's mind and he had to suppress a bout of laughter lest he be placed on the spot by all those present. With that she unceremoniously ended their meeting and left with her friend. Al watched her go and waved at her retreating figure. "Bye~" He said it so sweetly in a playful tone, though it was probably not loud enough for her to hear much less care about. With an air of finality he turned back to the man who now stood there staring as well, blinking the images of the girl from his mind so nothing clouded his vision of this man's statuesque form. He had waited far too long as it was. "Your latest scoop just waved her round fanny at you and left." Stating the obvious. "Looks like it's just you and me now." Al held his hands behind his back and interlaced his index finger to support each other's weight as he found the words to spark the beginning of a proper conversation. A name alone would suffice; that much he wanted to know before he lost interest, which he would eventually do. "I assume you have a name befitting of someone of your obvious charm?"
Dawn of Seduction [ Passive Abilities ] • The Demon's Dance The way the Incubus seduces others with their charms. Regardless of rank, the affected will find it very difficult to deny them. If the subject is two ranks lower then the user, they're automatically seduced. The higher ranks can be seduced as well, but it'll be more difficult. Once captured the target focuses only on the Incubus, sort of like tunnel vision blocking out the surroundings. To clarify, seduction is energy. It is not eye-sight or hearing based. It's an aura that pushes outwards and seduces people. It can't be blocked by barriers/etc. People seduced will not attack you, and you can basically force them to do things depending on what you say. They won't hurt/kill themselves or attack another person.
• The Game This can only be applied to someone the Incubus has met before. Since Incubi appear simply as men, it's impossible to tell them apart from others. The moment you interact with them, they can register your desires. They'll remember you, and discover the aches and wants of your body. They'll know what sort of kinks you're into, and what type of person you like. They can use this to seduce you in person, or they can use it to manifest in your dreams. They'll send a little fraction of themselves to wherever you lay your head at night, and corrupt your body with their touch. When a victim is stronger and more able to resist them, they'll stick to beautiful and elated imagery to keep you hooked on your fantasy world. Timid and fearful victims will often be tormented with their desires, controlled by them rather than gifted them.
When a victim is truly infatuated with their fantasies, or crippled into submission by them, the Incubus has the power to manifest their spirit completely. They will then loom over them, and please their bodies however they want. This is most often used simply for the personal satisfaction of an Incubus, but can also be used for assassination purposes; ie, if the Incubus has reason to kill the target he's seduced, he will. The Incubi cannot use this ability to teleport to people while in combat, or to teleport to people who are in combat. The opponent will not suddenly be alarmed by the Incubi, but worked into it. They'll know they're coming, and will eagerly await them.
Eve of Seduction [ Techniques Used ]
Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 6:59 pm
nu███████XXX███████XXX███████XXX███████ numineWE OPENED ` THE DOOR♕》*ANDHEWASTHERE,ANDWITHIN bad apple
xxx n×◞KILL ⊰THE(DEMON)*⇣HE'S AN a**l♕RAPIST! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:NO BUT REALLY, HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU. YO BOOTY RATCHET.
The Succubus did not seem appreciative of his tone, or his words. Neither were his own, honestly, a response generated by what he wanted for her to believe. What he deigned to be appropriate for a Journalist in the ever-changing state. When she left, he did not cry for her, as she was only a Succubus and he knew this before even laying his eyes on her. She was not worth half as much as any Incubus, as the effort to keep away from her manipulations would cost more than the outcome would yield. He waved at her, silently, then watched her passing. The girl behind her only gained a glance from him, and the following of the demon's eyes.
"My latest scoop wasn't much of a scoop at all," he said. "Just one Succubus, where there are millions. Not unique enough for my attention. Only a single voice in a sea of screams." He spoke strangely, as if suddenly his interest in her had completely faded. It had. A demon's interest was merciless; any one thing could empty the bucket. "Name?" He asked, as the gritty Incubus changed the subject. West carried no true name, for names were to describe what a man was. He was not West, that was only a direction given to him. He was not Raphael Vakarion, or Raphael Giletti, for both were things he no longer desired to be. Giletti was the surname of the man who raised him, the King of Fronta. One of the most powerful men in the world.
Once, he was King of that supreme nation, and later he had followed his path into Aramil, a great Empire to the east. All his life, he had been commanding hundreds of millions, the world was his own to wield. And the name Raphael had significance; it meant something. Now, it meant nothing to anyone, least of all him. Now, he was only West, which didn't mean anything either. He would prefer to be called something completely different. "I don't have one," he admitted. "My God calls me West. Men call me Raphael. All of these titles mean nothing."
"Why don't you name me, Incubus? I'll only keep the name for a time, though. Only for as long as you mean anything to me. Which . . . I don't expect will be for long." It was a good idea, that he had. To change based on the direction in which he went. He was West for a time, now he would be that, and something more. Eventually he'd pick up a thousand names, medals of honor. And he'd remember them all, for the day when he'd sleep against the body of his maker, down in an awfully sensual version of hell.
Succubus? Al found his eyes darting back down the alley where the two women had only moments ago taken their leave. Those two, he had already admitted to himself, were quite ravishing as far as women went when compared to the few that he had ever slept with to sate natural curiosity, but for them to have been Succubi this entire time, and without him even having sensed it to begin with. He couldn't really blame himself for this one however, for he had never met one before now. It would have been a stretch to say he had never seen one, but at the time he might not have known that what he saw was actually something far more than a mere human female. Incubi were easier to recognize, as he had met a few over the years. That was not the oddest thing though. What he found strange was that the man even knew what a Succubus was. Humans usually tended to refuse what was right before their very eyes and believe in a fantasy, but this one was just full of surprises. Al explained it away with the fact that the man's hobby was being a journalist, and they usually stuck their nose in what didn't concern them. That must have been how he had garnered the knowledge of the existence of creatures that typically did not exist in the human world. [Or maybe in this world everyone knows about every creature?]
It also seemed that he was not about to get a simple name from the man, but in its stead he got a rundown of what the man's Gods call him; West. It was a rather simple n... Wait. His Gods called him West? Men call him Raphael? Why was the latter sounding so familiar to him? Al found himself reassessing the man in a different light from that which he had seen him in from the start. In his mind's eye he was viewing him now as more than he had expected on a first glance. At this point he was finally seeing the man for what he really was. "You're an"Incubus?" The man spoke the word just as Al had been about to confirm it himself, and that being said had him taking a step back, albeit a small one so as to give himself more room to more closely scrutinize the man more carefully. Al only heard a little of what the nameless man said, including the part about 'only for as long as Al meant anything to him', but the rest was completely lost on him. It was as if he was seeing the man for the first time all over again, and he had to allow himself some room to breathe and gather his senses before he spoke again. "You're an Incubus? How...come I didn't notice you before?"
Al's look of astonishment upon the revelation lasted for a quick second, then it was replaced by the same smile that had been there before, full lips just ripe with a new-found hunger. The young Incubus did not have to think long and hard for a name for the man, as it seemed to come to him seemingly of its own accord. "Dominic. I think it fits quite nicely." Al looked around the dark alleyway once more from every obvious direction, looking for something yet searching for nothing. He then refocused his sights on Dominic and then crowded his personal space with his entire body, leaning in slowly for a tantalizing kiss on the lips that would involve tongue and all other manners of light foreplay before Al pulled away again five seconds later. He worried his bottom lip with his teeth, the modicum of saliva that gathered there creating a titillating sheen. "Don't you think this place is a little too drab for a first date? I am a man of class you know." Al bent his hand forward with his palm facing upwards in such a gesture inviting Dominic to take it so they could walk hand in hand while they went back to Al's place. It was a temporary place that one of his latest conquests had so graciously left him before he ended up walking off a building to prove his love to Al, simply because the Incubus had asked him to. The devotion he was able to instill in the weak amused him to no end.
Dawn of Seduction [ Passive Abilities ] • The Demon's Dance The way the Incubus seduces others with their charms. Regardless of rank, the affected will find it very difficult to deny them. If the subject is two ranks lower then the user, they're automatically seduced. The higher ranks can be seduced as well, but it'll be more difficult. Once captured the target focuses only on the Incubus, sort of like tunnel vision blocking out the surroundings. To clarify, seduction is energy. It is not eye-sight or hearing based. It's an aura that pushes outwards and seduces people. It can't be blocked by barriers/etc. People seduced will not attack you, and you can basically force them to do things depending on what you say. They won't hurt/kill themselves or attack another person.
• The Game This can only be applied to someone the Incubus has met before. Since Incubi appear simply as men, it's impossible to tell them apart from others. The moment you interact with them, they can register your desires. They'll remember you, and discover the aches and wants of your body. They'll know what sort of kinks you're into, and what type of person you like. They can use this to seduce you in person, or they can use it to manifest in your dreams. They'll send a little fraction of themselves to wherever you lay your head at night, and corrupt your body with their touch. When a victim is stronger and more able to resist them, they'll stick to beautiful and elated imagery to keep you hooked on your fantasy world. Timid and fearful victims will often be tormented with their desires, controlled by them rather than gifted them.
When a victim is truly infatuated with their fantasies, or crippled into submission by them, the Incubus has the power to manifest their spirit completely. They will then loom over them, and please their bodies however they want. This is most often used simply for the personal satisfaction of an Incubus, but can also be used for assassination purposes; ie, if the Incubus has reason to kill the target he's seduced, he will. The Incubi cannot use this ability to teleport to people while in combat, or to teleport to people who are in combat. The opponent will not suddenly be alarmed by the Incubi, but worked into it. They'll know they're coming, and will eagerly await them.
Eve of Seduction [ Techniques Used ]
Posted: Mon Feb 24, 2014 9:13 pm
nu███████XXX███████XXX███████XXX███████ numineWE OPENED ` THE DOOR♕》*ANDHEWASTHERE,ANDWITHIN bad apple
xxx n×◞KILL ⊰THE(DEMON)*⇣HE'S AN a**l♕RAPIST! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:NO BUT REALLY, HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU. YO BOOTY RATCHET.
Humbled, he was. The Incubus whose skin was against his, whose thoughts directed to him, believed him to be of the same kind. While you could say they had the same father and the same interests, West was not quite an Incubus. Not anymore. "Close," he said. He wouldn't go much further into that correction, as he'd sound a little conceited if he went on to fully explain his transformation. Details could only be unveiled at the right time, and that was not now. Right now, his interests lied in the physical form of this creature. He did not know anything yet of his mind, whether it be a diamond or the horn of an ox, but he knew that he desired his body. As the Incubus kissed him, their lips meeting, he aggressively locked his arms around the man's waist. His eyes stared straight into his, and he grinned the look of a hungry man who had not been sated in a long time. "Forget about my race -- I'm Dominic now." His hands narrowed their movement to circle around the fabric concealing Al's posterior, and his body drew ever closer, eclipsing more and more of the man.
He could let himself go, for a moment. He could forget about the future, and live in the present. It was the only way a man like him could remain tame. Well, relatively tame. He still had quite capricious reactions to certain things. "Man of class? Aren't you the little harlot who approached me in a dark alley asking me to spread your legs?" He stared quietly for a second, and then laughed a little. He knew that this was just a part of the foreplay, but it would be dull to make himself too keen to it. West would prefer one never find him too susceptible, taking at least a little away from all flirtations, words and actions. No one was perfect around him, only he in the epicenter was the light. He would remind all of that, so that they would desire him for all time. It was with a demon's mind that he thought, and a demon's body that he did.
When West brought Al to bed, he promised that it would be as raunchy as it was unconventional. He did not plan to simply lock lips, then whisk him off to some five star hotel, as if this were a movie. His ideas were more exciting than that. "I don't really do dates, though. Not the pretentious sort with roses, chocolates and expensive dinners. How about we just flip some stools over and talk about our itineraries? I've got some interesting stuff to tell that you might like to hear, and there's a hotel room nearby with your name on it." Of course, there were obvious implications regarding the hotel room. He didn't expect the night to end quietly, and with hushed words of politics. West could fit that in somewhere, but he'd been revved up, and had all intentions to lose himself tonight.
So he wasn't an Incubus then? Al found the single word 'close' to be the most disappointing and annoying thing he had heard all night. He wanted more than just 'close'. He wanted answers' Those could wait nonetheless, as he had a date to attend with this newcomer who had failed to give him a name, and as such had asked that he name him whatever he pleased. Al had chosen Dominic and he supposed he would stick with it for the time being, at least until the man felt that he was ready to give him a full name...or not. Like he said, he was Dominic now. The strength behind the grip that Dominic held him around the waist with startled Al somewhat, but he soon found himself melting into the would-be embrace that just as quickly shifted into a caress. A soft sound escaped his lips at the sudden, though not unexpected, touch. Al the men, and women, that he had been with had assured him that for a man he had one of the sexiest butts ever seen, and that compliment had followed his ego around like puppy on a leash for years. "I like my a** too," he would say to anyone who commented as such. He was only being honest. He also liked his lips/smile, his eyes, his nose, his ears, his face in general, his hair, his torso, his legs, his... For simplicity's sake, he liked everything about himself. The vanity was to be expected on someone who looked like he did, as was expected of the beautiful people who were constantly showered by praise no matter where they went, and could do no wrong.
Al mentally waved off the snide comment made by Dominic and sneered, refusing adamantly to acknowledge any of it. He was most definitely not a harlot, and he did not consider himself such. He was simply a man. A man that was too sexy to be just a man, but a man nonetheless. And he had needs. Great needs. Needs that only those he deemed worthy could fulfill. Dominic was one of said people he deemed worthy, and he should feel enlightened by this, yet he seemed only content with himself. It was all fine by Al, he had met men like this one who thought they were too cool to 'do dates', and he had always gotten his way in the end. Regardless of who or what this man was, Al had yet to find an individual who could resist his charms for more than a few days at best, and considering that he was still this young by most's standard, is power had the potential to grow to further extremes. All this talk of itineraries and talking had Al stopping dead in his tracks to look over at the man with a frown, such an expression that caused the space between his eyebrows to tighten, and he was, of course, worrying his bottom lip once again. Even such a look seemed to be just the right touch of suggestive and innocence mixed into the near perfect cocktail of sexual seduction. He retracted his arm and folded them on his chest, his head tilting back to such an angle that he was essentially looking down the bridge of his nose at Dominic with his smoky eyes fixed on the other man's. "Did I ask for roses and chocolates and expensive dinners? If I did then I must have been high. What I meant was 'don't you think this place is a little too drab for a first <********> The words said in his clear voice exuded a sort of sexy that simply did not exist. Al titled his head to the side now and looked at Dominic peculiarly. "I don't get all this talk about itineraries and all that. Most men usually jump at the chance to get with... Wait! Who said anything about you being the one to spread my legs? What makes you so sure that I won't be the one ******** you tonight?" The thought had just registered in his mind, even though Dominic had said these words some time ago before everything else. It only just seemed to register in Al's mind and he was just now responding to it.
He unfolded his arms and extended them to reach for Dominic's bulge that was already halfway to singing 'hallelujah'. His hand clamped around it with some pressure but nothing that would cause any pain, only pleasure. His index finger played with assumption of the tip through the fabric and all the while Al maintained provocative eye contact with the other man. "What are you waiting for big guy? Show me this hotel room that belongs to me, before I lose myself." And lose himself he would. Already he had his other hand loosening the straps and the buttons on the fabric, slowly, tantalizingly slow. A kind of slowness that was purposeful in its intention to arouse. Al was getting hornier by the second, and as the seconds flew past he found himself wanting more, and quickly too.
Dawn of Seduction [ Passive Abilities ] • The Demon's Dance The way the Incubus seduces others with their charms. Regardless of rank, the affected will find it very difficult to deny them. If the subject is two ranks lower then the user, they're automatically seduced. The higher ranks can be seduced as well, but it'll be more difficult. Once captured the target focuses only on the Incubus, sort of like tunnel vision blocking out the surroundings. To clarify, seduction is energy. It is not eye-sight or hearing based. It's an aura that pushes outwards and seduces people. It can't be blocked by barriers/etc. People seduced will not attack you, and you can basically force them to do things depending on what you say. They won't hurt/kill themselves or attack another person.
• The Game This can only be applied to someone the Incubus has met before. Since Incubi appear simply as men, it's impossible to tell them apart from others. The moment you interact with them, they can register your desires. They'll remember you, and discover the aches and wants of your body. They'll know what sort of kinks you're into, and what type of person you like. They can use this to seduce you in person, or they can use it to manifest in your dreams. They'll send a little fraction of themselves to wherever you lay your head at night, and corrupt your body with their touch. When a victim is stronger and more able to resist them, they'll stick to beautiful and elated imagery to keep you hooked on your fantasy world. Timid and fearful victims will often be tormented with their desires, controlled by them rather than gifted them.
When a victim is truly infatuated with their fantasies, or crippled into submission by them, the Incubus has the power to manifest their spirit completely. They will then loom over them, and please their bodies however they want. This is most often used simply for the personal satisfaction of an Incubus, but can also be used for assassination purposes; ie, if the Incubus has reason to kill the target he's seduced, he will. The Incubi cannot use this ability to teleport to people while in combat, or to teleport to people who are in combat. The opponent will not suddenly be alarmed by the Incubi, but worked into it. They'll know they're coming, and will eagerly await them.
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Posted: Tue Feb 25, 2014 5:03 pm
nu███████XXX███████XXX███████XXX███████ numineWE OPENED ` THE DOOR♕》*ANDHEWASTHERE,ANDWITHIN bad apple
xxx n×◞KILL ⊰THE(DEMON)*⇣HE'S AN a**l♕RAPIST! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:NO BUT REALLY, HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU. YO BOOTY RATCHET.
The demon acted as he would, caressing him and letting his breath shiver against his skin. However, you could not say that he was wholly infatuated with the situation at hand. While he enjoyed the act of love making, a part of him questioned whether this was quite premature. He hadn't even done this sort of thing once since he'd become a demon, and it led him to wonder whether he was still the sort of man to take any pleasures offered, or one to hold his dignity high like a golden trophy. Like a crown, that you would battle over for all time in order to obtain. He did not yet know. His body told him that he knew -- that he should use this young man as he willed, and then leave him behind. But those were the thoughts of an Incubus, not a demon. He should stand to be more enlightened than the rest of his kind. He would have to follow his head here, and so, even as Al reached to grab the demon by the horns, he stepped away some bit. "Our definition of a date is obviously contrary," he said, rolling his eyes. "I realize that the first roll in the hay will be the last, if I should succumb that easily. You Incubus are very whimsy little people. You don't quite hold the regalia that my kind possesses." He took only his hands, and did not let go. He was strong, extremely so. Al would not be able to move much.
"I'm interested in giving you that regalia. It will take time, years possibly. But you can be like me, if you wait. If you speak quickly, move slowly, train diligently and only offer yourself when I desire it so. I can make you into a demon, Incubus. The greatest of all creatures." He looked into his eyes, and a smile rose at the side of his lips. He pulled Al into him once more, but still forbid him from moving his hands. They would move to places that West enjoyed too greatly. He would come to tame the demon by his physical desires. He knew all Incubus to be that crafty. "I don't know your name, yet, and you know mine. Resolve that disparage for me, and I'll give you what you want." What that was, and what West thought it was . . . that was all still unknown. The demon only believed that Al was lost, and that he would make him found.
"Hmm?" That was all he managed to get out before he found himself being 'restrained' by Dominic, and in turn being given a tongue lashing that he found to be rather snore-inducing. Al pulled at his hand in an attempt to release it from the man's grip, but to no avail. Several failed attempts later he resigned himself to glaring malicious daggers at the man. If looks could kill the sheer murderous intent present in his gaze would have been enough to induce such in Dominic several times over. "Release me! What is all this talk of regalia and demons? You madman!" Al found himself struggling a bit more to no avail, and in his mind he was thinking up a spell that he could use to free himself from the situation that he had found himself in, but noticed a second later that nothing came to him. It was as if all knowledge of magic and spells had been erased from his memory and he was now left defenseless save for his charms as an Incubus, which, to his great chagrin, seemed to have no influence on his captor. Again he stopped struggling and gazed upon the man's face, seeing that he was brandishing a smile of victory there, obviously content with his 'victory' over him. Would that he could only do something, anything, to wipe that smirk off the man's smug face and make him pay for manhandling him. He did not like to be manhandled without express permission.
As if hearing his thoughts being screamed across the premises Dominic dragged Al into himself, the boy having no choice but to step forward lest he lose his footing and fall flat on his face and mar his ethereal beauty. And yet still he could not retain the use of his hands. If it had not already been established that the man could easily overpower him he would have bitten down on his hand, hard, tasted the metal in his blood as he screamed and kick him in the nuts as a final payback before promptly taking his leave. He did not wish to grieve the man with physical pain however, for he knew not what he would do in the face of such a thing, and Al did not wish to be viewed as a battered whore when the endgame to such a scenario presented itself and he needed to find himself a hospital for sustained injuries. The look in his eyes however grew darker. The hazel of his eyes grew harder until they seemed to lose their glow altogether. Al was not amused, or so he would want the man to believe. Al, though he was too prideful to admit it himself, or even have his thoughts dwell on it, enjoyed this to no end. He enjoyed being overpowered, the feeling of helplessness that he was feeling. The manhandling was a huge turn on. Was he a masochist? Such a thing even he did not know, though he had never thought of it, and the rage he expressed at the very thing was all anyone needed to see to believe that he truly was against everything that was taking place in the current.
"Ha!" The single sound erupted from his throat, his lips twisted into a derisive sneer. "What name? All I know you as is Dominic, and that is not a name that belongs to you personally. If you want to call me something that bad then Chinchilla will suffice." He had not thought of the answer he would give the man. The words had all just come out of nowhere and were spat from his mouth as quickly as they came to him. Why Chinchilla though? It mattered not. What's done was done and there would be no going back from that. Through everything that had happened in the short time, Al had somehow managed to retain a boner that stung a little within the confines of his black jeans. It could easily go unnoticed in the dark alley at the angle he was bent at an how close he was to the man, and for the life of him he was doing his very best to conceal it. He would not let this man know that he had such an effect on him. He was too prideful for that.
Dawn of Seduction [ Passive Abilities ] • The Demon's Dance The way the Incubus seduces others with their charms. Regardless of rank, the affected will find it very difficult to deny them. If the subject is two ranks lower then the user, they're automatically seduced. The higher ranks can be seduced as well, but it'll be more difficult. Once captured the target focuses only on the Incubus, sort of like tunnel vision blocking out the surroundings. To clarify, seduction is energy. It is not eye-sight or hearing based. It's an aura that pushes outwards and seduces people. It can't be blocked by barriers/etc. People seduced will not attack you, and you can basically force them to do things depending on what you say. They won't hurt/kill themselves or attack another person.
• The Game This can only be applied to someone the Incubus has met before. Since Incubi appear simply as men, it's impossible to tell them apart from others. The moment you interact with them, they can register your desires. They'll remember you, and discover the aches and wants of your body. They'll know what sort of kinks you're into, and what type of person you like. They can use this to seduce you in person, or they can use it to manifest in your dreams. They'll send a little fraction of themselves to wherever you lay your head at night, and corrupt your body with their touch. When a victim is stronger and more able to resist them, they'll stick to beautiful and elated imagery to keep you hooked on your fantasy world. Timid and fearful victims will often be tormented with their desires, controlled by them rather than gifted them.
When a victim is truly infatuated with their fantasies, or crippled into submission by them, the Incubus has the power to manifest their spirit completely. They will then loom over them, and please their bodies however they want. This is most often used simply for the personal satisfaction of an Incubus, but can also be used for assassination purposes; ie, if the Incubus has reason to kill the target he's seduced, he will. The Incubi cannot use this ability to teleport to people while in combat, or to teleport to people who are in combat. The opponent will not suddenly be alarmed by the Incubi, but worked into it. They'll know they're coming, and will eagerly await them.
Eve of Seduction [ Techniques Used ]
Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 5:51 pm
West definitely appeared condescending, and everything suggested it; the tone in his voice, the look in his eyes. Even his very smile seemed like it hid some subtext. It annoyed her. Nox didn’t enjoy people like that. Nothing he said suggested that he was arrogant to all hell, but Nox just had a feeling. The subtle intricacies in his facial expressions and the underlying message in his words were enough to evoke a patronizing and snooty feeling. Nox frowned, not enjoying the negative thoughts that clouded her mind. She felt… angry. The man who had suddenly ‘appeared’ was welcomed quite with ease, unlike Nox and Lilith, who were bombarded with silent judgment. “Prudence isn’t a good color on you.” Nox address West personally. It was unlike her, but she felt it needed to be said. The lustful aura exuding from the male was very predominant, and West took notice. Within seconds, they were very familiar. I suppose I shouldn’t judge… It only took a couple of hours for me to be… fond of Lilith. Lilith looked like she came to the same conclusion as Nox, for she grabbed her hand. It was clear the succubus wanted to leave, in favor of omitting the two men. Her gesture was quickly acknowledged by Nox, and she followed Lilith, the metallic clanging of her greaves ringing out into the night sky. They departed quickly, passing by various flickering neon lights that left a red or pink hue on both their respective faces, every few seconds. This place seemed run down, where scum resided. Ladies of the night at street corners, wearing skimpy outfits were fairly common, Nox noted, seeing them every few blocks. “Are you…” Nox trailed off. She was going to ask for the status of Lilith’s emotional well-being, but decided not to. Many times over, she had proven that she could handle herself. Lilith seemed like the kind of person who wouldn't take anything from anyone, and Nox admired that. For a long time, Nox endured the bullying of others, until she stood up for herself, using her fighting rage to her advantage.
Lilith felt tense, and her constraint on Nox’s hand had tightened, not to the point of eliciting a reaction from the brunette. Other than a slight pout, Nox would not voice any complaint. Maybe she couldn't handle her emotions as well as she was led to believe. They had traversed a fair distance, putting quite a space from the two men and the two succubi. Although Nox wasn’t so sure where they were headed. They came to an unexpected stop though, and her hand was let free. Lilith then proceeded to ‘tidy up’, making herself look as lascivious as possible. “I-I… What ar-“ Within moments a man approached her. She didn’t exactly hear the conversation that took place between the two. They would disappear into what Nox presumed was the man’s home. It all happened so fast, and Nox couldn’t really keep track of it all. Had she been ditched? She herself would put her back against the wall, and looked at her greaves. The neon lights shone off the bronze metal, as strangers walked by. No one paid much mind to her.
After a little while, Lilith returned, and looped her arm through Nox’s. She led them into the aforementioned apartment, stating that she wished to bathe. “I could go for one too.” Nox looked down at her clothing. They were covered in soot, and a variety of different colored stains. Black, blue, red… the list went on. A shower would be greatly appreciated. It didn’t feel natural, not looking her best. Then she noticed the grandeur of the previous statement; the provocativeness. “O-oh! I understand.”A faint smile came to her face accompanied by a blush. She looked downwards, in an attempt to hide her whimsy. “I think I would like that.” It was almost professional; the way Lilith removed her clothing. She maintained speed, while still being able to make it look sexy. “Wow.” She didn’t mean for that to be audible, but the figure before her mopped up all of her attention. It was hard not to stare, and the blush would deepen. Their eyes met, and the lewd behaviors commenced. Lilith initiated with no hesitation, undressing Nox with one hand. She herself would unbuckle the straps of her gauntlets, and kick of her greaves. Now that her hands were exposed, she went to work herself. Her hands would reach down, helping Lilith with the task of relocating her pants to the floor.
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The clanging of Nox's armor on the floor made Lilith's excitement grow ever more. She was clearly the more dominant of the two; Lilith freely scoured every portion of her counterpart's body with her hands, making sure to leave no skin left untouched. Slender fingers ran along the curves and dips of Nox's body, slowly pushing her ragged shirt upward. Lilith raised it up over the statuesque succubus' head, discarding it with the rest of their clothing. Lilith took a step back and had to resist the urge to lick her lips once more. Nox had a very voluptuous body underneath the hard metal she wore. She drank in the sight of the lady before her and made a very thirsty noise, close to a moan but not quite. "Absolutely stunning. I am going to enjoy this." Lilith said before closing the distance once more. Lilith mashed their bodies together and reveled in the heat between them. She groped and grasped with her hands, wanting to feel all of Nox underneath her. Lilith brought two fingers up to her mouth and sucked on them expertly, her heavy lidded eyes meeting Nox's gaze. Lilith pulled them out of her mouth with an audible pop and smirked as she pushed her fingers into Nox. "Mmmmm, quite ready I see." Lilith said tauntingly, a very not faint smile on her face. For a moment she teased the younger succubus, savoring the look on Nox's face. And all too suddenly Lilith would pull away completely, ending the contact between them. She turned away and padded over to the bathroom, disappearing through the door. Lilith poked her head out and raised a single finger to Nox, performing the 'come hither' motion. Nox would come, she knew. And there would be much timeskip from this point on.
For awhile Lilith laid on that man's bed, a very pleased look on her face. The previous day had been quite an ordeal, not that Lilith had minded it. She had met a load of people, some much more important than others. With that thought Lilith turned her head and gazed at Nox resting in the bed. Lilith very lightly ran a hand along her side, resting it just on the curve of her rear. "We should head back to the CAZ, I've got a feeling that we missed something." Lilith said casually as she rose, still naked. She lifted her arms over her head and stretched her body out like a cat. Afterward she went about and collected the now conveniently cleansed clothing. Lilith slipped into her leather pants and boots, pulling on her top and jacket on after. With a few strokes of her hand through her hair she was back to model status. Lilith's nose scrunched up in disgust as a smell wafted from the other room. "Looks like our friend is a tad over ripe, let's head out." Lilith cat called as she sauntered out of the room, feeling completely rejuvenated and ready to take on the world.
Posted: Wed Feb 26, 2014 8:51 pm
After a fairly wild night, filled of situations of the erotic nature, Nox woke up. She found herself in a bed and in a daze. Lilith must have done a number on her. She remembered enjoying herself though. She remembered every kiss, every touch, and moan. It was amazing in more ways than one. Lilith was already awake apparently, outlining the day to come for both of them. Had this meant they were… and item of some kind. In reality, it was more probable that Lilith would continue to sleep around with others. That was a depressing thought. But Nox decided to live in the moment for a while, and appreciate what she had. “Good Morning to you too.” She smiled sweetly. What was she expecting? A home cooked meal of eggs and bacon, after a night of ravishing each other’s bodies? Well… was it too much to ask? Nox pulled the sheets of the bed a little closer, before attempting to retrieve her clothing. She was still stark nude under the embrace of the blanket, and didn’t really want to expose herself once more. That was all in the heat of the moment last night, when courage was high and adrenaline coursed through her veins. After a complex ordeal, she managed to dress herself, and sat at the edge of the bed, struggling to put on her greaves and gauntlets. “Back to the CAZ? Sure.” Nox gave her one of her trademark smiles™. "So last night... was that a one time thing?"
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Lilith had leaned against the sill of a window, crossing one leg over the other and gazing out at the moon. Every now and then she would gaze back at Nox, watching her dress and prepare for the day. A faint smile crept to her face as the girl struggled with keeping herself covered and throw her apparel on at the same time. What Nox had asked left Lilith at a loss for words. Was this just another one night stand? She bit her bottom lip lightly and turned away from the girl. Was there even a way for two succubi to be like that with each other? It was frankly unheard of and Lilith did not know if that was what she wanted. Sure, she enjoyed Nox and sure she wanted to enjoy her again, but to what end? Lilith drummed her nails against the sill of the window as she contemplated her response. While she thought, she turned her gaze to Nox. Lilith had explored her body, had tasted all of her and reveled in the things Nox did. A ghost of a moan echoed in Lilith's mind, one that she brought to the lips of her partner just a few hours before. It was decided then. "I've had plenty of one night stands, sweetie." Lilith said as she walked over to Nox slowly, the heels of her boots clicking sharply against the wooden floor. Lilith bent forward, reaching out with one hand and lifting Nox's head up by her chin softly. Lilith moved her mouth near her ear before speaking again. "And I don't think this was one of them." She let her lips brush against Nox's ear, a small and heavy breath escaping from them. Lilith pulled slightly back and touched her lips to her new playmate's, ever so slightly. Great blue eyes peered outward, a playful spark to them. The question was answered, despite the ambiguity of the response. All Lilith knew was that for now, she definitely wanted Nox around. Lilith knelt to the ground in front of the struggling hellion, hands reaching up and brushing away Nox's. Lilith grabbed the rim of the greaves and lifting them up Nox's leg. She had looped her fingers through convenient straps and made sure to run her hands up her thigh. With a deliberate slowness Lilith set the greave in place, one hand absentmindedly stroking the inside of Nox's thigh while the other worked to strap the thing in place. Something about these straps made Lilith want to hold Nox down and give it another go, but they had business to take care of. There would be another time for that; Lilith was absolutely positive. She repeated the action on the other leg, caressing every inch of exposed skin Nox had to offer. Once the greaves were in place Lilith retrieved the gauntlet and positioned herself behind Nox. She pressed her chest against her back as she leaned forward, reaching around the girl to fit the armor in place. Lilith wrapped an arm around Nox, first running her hand up her side and across her chest. She clasped her hand onto her breasts almost casually and without a care, treating both with the same tenderness and attention. After Lilith was satisfied she soon found her mouth sucking at Nox's neck. Lilith was working the straps now, pulling it taut across her plaything's shoulder and torso. She bit down sharply, before releasing Nox and suckling at the wound she had just created. Lilith planted a soft kiss on the site before leaning back and rising off of the bed, examining her handy work. With that taken care of, Lilith turned away and strolled out of the room. It was time to blow this popsicle stand. [exit]
Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 10:14 am
nu███████XXX███████XXX███████XXX███████ numineWE OPENED ` THE DOOR♕》*ANDHEWASTHERE,ANDWITHIN bad apple
xxx n×◞KILL ⊰THE(DEMON)*⇣HE'S AN a**l♕RAPIST! by numinex for the food chain do not steal! c:NO BUT REALLY, HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU. YO BOOTY RATCHET.
The Incubus was strange, quite the melodramatic in certain circumstances. West did not restrain him in order to hurt him, but rather to speak straight. He tired of games, of flashy movements. However, his restraint only bred more irritation, so he ceased it. He let go of his arms and let him waddle around, senselessly. If that was what he required to be personable, then he would have it. For a price, you could say. "Forget that I said anything, then. My offer is rescinded." He avoided his eyes, and stepped back, only one step veiling him in the shadows, out of plain view. He stepped away just in time to hear the Incubus call himself . . . Chinchilla. This was obviously a joke, as no one would sully an Incubus with such a ridiculous name. Unless his mother really did hate him that much. From West's experience, most mothers of the winged men preferred to name them after demons or evil things. Perhaps the worst were the ones who had a spark of creativity in them.
But this guy's name couldn't actually be . . . that. "I already told you my other names. West, Raphael. There is nothing more that I claim for myself. You, on the other hand, choose to lie. Honestly, I'd say that might even be clever of you. Secrets . . . wonders . . . can be used as a weapon." It was true for any man, and especially West, that knowledge could be lusted after more than any body. Just knowing this man's name had become a desire of his, one that he would look to with a burning gaze. He raised his hand, and beckoned for Al to come to him. He was heading to one of the rooms, so they could speak in private, where it was warmer and more pleasant. He stepped back, turned around, then walked through the road. When he got to the other side, an in front of the hotel, he smiled faintly. Tonight was . . . at least a little more exciting than the last.
His prayers had been answered, though far too soon for the taste of the one who dictated his thoughts and actions. Al staggered backwards slightly the moment he was released and rubbed the warmth from his wrists where they had been held together by the man. All semblance of anger and resentment scurried off his face and fell to the ground as he stared at the man passively, seeing that he really was starting to tire of Al's little ploy. He even went so far as to repeal his offer. That offer that Al had failed to understand the gravity beneath it. He was being offered a chance to train alongside this man, and, if it had not been made abundantly clear before that this man had a powerful presence, it was certainly made so now. Al had wanted to find a teacher, someone who could help him master the arts unique to him. He always knew that there was something lacking in his repertoire of tricks as an Incubus, but he just couldn't seem to find the right way to bring them to the fore and explore them more intimately. Had he just lost whatever opportunity he might have had to finally get some answers?
Al stared intently off to the side as the man receded into the depths of the shadows that seemed to hug his form with longing. So far gone was he in his own thoughts that he seemed slightly startled when the man started speaking again. He hadn't expected him to stay, and had figured more or less that he had been about to turn tail and leave him behind, which would have been a first in history. Not that he would have let him go so easily seeing as he had yet to get what he wanted from the man. West. Raphael. Those two names just seemed...odd to Al. West was a cardinal point, and certainly not a real name. It could have been, but he didn't see a figure such as this having been given such a name at birth. Raphael seemed more powerful and towards the truth, but the mention of West had given him suspicions as to the truth to that name as well. "I do not need secrets!" he snapped. The words fell from his lips seemingly of their own accord. Never had he needed to harbor any great secret from anyone, and he most certainly did not feel the need to do so now. "Who are you to presume to know me? I ask you for a name and you give me two. Then you asked me to give you another on top of those you already have. If y-" He swallowed the words and left it at that, returning his gaze to the silhouette standing like a Shade before him.
A sudden hand was relinquished by the shadow and it motioned for him to follow. It receded just as quickly and the silhouette seemed to vanish from view completely. Al stood his ground for an uncertain moment before resigning himself to follow the man. He still lusted after him, the want he felt inside a gnawing hunger that he could not sate without first taking his fill. He stepped into the shadows and emerged next to the man, seeing the hotel for what it was and stopping right beside him. "Alphonso." The singular word would hold a lot of weight, as it had been what he wanted to hear before everything that had happened. It was the name his mother had given him; never said to him but written down on a piece of paper on the nightstand before she had passed. Al looked over at the man and sidled closer, feeling the sudden urge to be close. He wrapped his arm around his waist and stepped into him, placing a sullen yet impassioned kiss on his cheek, whispering next to his ear after. "Don't go telling anyone." He stepped back again and created a small distance between them, enough so that either of them could reach less than halfway and still be able to touch each other. He turned toward the entrance of the hotel and started walking, talking to Dominic behind him. "Tell me about this training and regalia that you were so ominously talking about before. I'm curious."
Dawn of Seduction [ Passive Abilities ] • The Demon's Dance The way the Incubus seduces others with their charms. Regardless of rank, the affected will find it very difficult to deny them. If the subject is two ranks lower then the user, they're automatically seduced. The higher ranks can be seduced as well, but it'll be more difficult. Once captured the target focuses only on the Incubus, sort of like tunnel vision blocking out the surroundings. To clarify, seduction is energy. It is not eye-sight or hearing based. It's an aura that pushes outwards and seduces people. It can't be blocked by barriers/etc. People seduced will not attack you, and you can basically force them to do things depending on what you say. They won't hurt/kill themselves or attack another person.
• The Game This can only be applied to someone the Incubus has met before. Since Incubi appear simply as men, it's impossible to tell them apart from others. The moment you interact with them, they can register your desires. They'll remember you, and discover the aches and wants of your body. They'll know what sort of kinks you're into, and what type of person you like. They can use this to seduce you in person, or they can use it to manifest in your dreams. They'll send a little fraction of themselves to wherever you lay your head at night, and corrupt your body with their touch. When a victim is stronger and more able to resist them, they'll stick to beautiful and elated imagery to keep you hooked on your fantasy world. Timid and fearful victims will often be tormented with their desires, controlled by them rather than gifted them.
When a victim is truly infatuated with their fantasies, or crippled into submission by them, the Incubus has the power to manifest their spirit completely. They will then loom over them, and please their bodies however they want. This is most often used simply for the personal satisfaction of an Incubus, but can also be used for assassination purposes; ie, if the Incubus has reason to kill the target he's seduced, he will. The Incubi cannot use this ability to teleport to people while in combat, or to teleport to people who are in combat. The opponent will not suddenly be alarmed by the Incubi, but worked into it. They'll know they're coming, and will eagerly await them.
