Dropping the parchment, his mouth hung open in shock as he scrambled to his feet. A short, rather dainty figure seemed to dissolve from shadow around them, as the shadows themselves slowly backed away. Her skin seemed red in the light, and as he looked between hers and his own, he saw that was the case.
"Ah..." the figure sighed in an overtly feminine voice, and reached out to stretch her arms. She was nude, and her lithe figure now occupied the fragile space of his summoning circle.
"That was quite a rough crossing. You're not much of an accomplished summoner, are you?"
The comment took him by surprise. Out of fear, he stammered a response. "N-no."
It wasn't quite true. He felt he had done a fairly good job of interpreting contradictory instructions. Evidently it hadn't been for nought.
"Well, no harm done." The figure noted, running her hands smoothly across her supple form, and began to survey the tiny, cramped quarters. She seemed to be paying particular notice to the multitude of charms, wards, and candles he had arranged. A slight smile developed on the red figure's lips, gleaming white teeth bared beneath.
"Y-you..." Roger muttered, but channelled his fear into the necessity of action in the moment. "I have summoned you to... to sign a contract."
"Oh. Is that so?" The figure asked, not bothering to look at him.
For a moment he simply drank in her appearance, fully appreciating it at last as she did so. Petite, slim, yet undeniably beautiful. Jet black hair hung down past her shoulders, interrupted by two small, curved horns that curled inwards atop her head. Her fiery red skin seemed to radiate warmth, which given where he had summoned her, he supposed, made sense.
Pert nipples sat atop two perky, small breasts that complemented her thin frame well. Her toned form seemed almost moulded from clay, yet she was hardly a muscle bound demoness. Indeed she seemed not too dissimilar from most of his fellow students, save for the obvious demonic features. The image he'd had in his head of a demon seemed to have, like so many things, been far more a product of rumour than reality.
"Uh... yes?" He murmured, unsettled by their candid response.
"Well, I guess we could. Although first I'd like to get to know you a bit better before I sign away my freedom, if you don't mind."
Taken aback, he merely nodded his head. Only now did he truly begin to feel a little bit overwhelmed. Perhaps, he admitted in the back of his mind, this hadn't been the best idea after all. He was stunned, however, when she casually stretched a nude leg outwards and placed it directly on his chest and pushed him back against the wall.
For the briefest moment he felt total warmth radiate from the pad below her toes throughout his whole body. As he clutched against the wall, unable to move any further back, she merely lowered her foot down and stepped past all of his well curated defences as if they were nothing. Given their proximity it was difficult to say if it was intentional, but with just a single step she was now well within his personal space.
"I'm Elicet," she uttered, her voice smooth as caramel, eyes at last fixed on his.
"Um... Roger."
As her fingers began to clasp around his shoulders, he shivered a little, unsure just what this creature was capable of. Yet when she planted a kiss on his lips he couldn't help but squirm; her lips were so warm, and incredibly soft.
"Who needs some boring old contract? I think I know what you want already..." she whispered.
"Um, b-but," was all he got out before she started kissing him again, and her hands slowly trailed down his chest. "Y-you're a demon."
While he shivered a little at her touch, especially as her fingers trailed down his sides, he was surprised when she began to grope at the front of his robes and tried to part them.
"A succubus." She whispered into his ear.
At that, he felt his heart skip a beat. A demon was dangerous. Succubi however were far more insidious, if his reading was anything to go by. Now her overly sexual demeanour made sense. Indeed, she seemed intent on fulfilling the rumours about them quite intently.
"Actually..." he murmured, a little off-put by her sudden amorous intentions, but couldn't bring himself to give voice to his thoughts.
"You're hardly the first young man to summon me," she said, soothingly, rubbing her hands up and down over his stomach, "it's okay. Elicet knows what you want without you even having to tell me..."
He held his arms across his chest as she disrobed him, covering his waist, yet below it he could do nothing to stop her exposing his nudity. As she finally parted his robes, however, her confidence seemed to dim.
"Hmmm... now that is interesting..." she noted, staring directly at his decidedly non-erect cock. "Not many could resist the aura of a succubus."
Smiling, she looked up at him. Her blazing red skin, deep rouge lips, framed her perfect white teeth.
"Impressive. You must be far stronger than..." she mused, before eyeing his nervous face for a moment, "than I had thought..."
Elicet's eyes narrowed slightly. Her initial assertiveness had faded, and she seemed to study him for a moment before returning to his cock.
With a small huff, she traced her finger in the air for a moment and behind it a shocking pink light remained in a glowing trail, until a rune had appeared in mid air. For an instant he felt a gentle heat in his loins that spread throughout his midsection, down his thighs, and bubbled in his stomach.
"W-wait! W-what-" he murmured, and tried to close his robes, but she was persistent and far stronger than she appeared.
"I'm just checking something..." she said softly, and blew a gentle gust of air across his cock.
He shivered all over as he felt his sensitive flesh amplified far more so in sensitivity. His cock gave a moderate twitch at the sensation, as to be expected.
"Interesting..." she said, yet her face seemed far from amused.
"Hey!" He said loudly, getting her attention at last but surprising himself by how loudly he spoke.
She looked up at him now with vibrant, wide eyes, before she released his robes and stood quickly, the material falling back into place.
"So... You want to make a deal, then?" She asked, eyes lidded.
Nodding feverishly, he didn't trust his own voice to not squeak in fear at that moment.
"Fair enough. There is more to you than most..." Elicet murmured, while stalking around the outside of the chalk circle he had drawn, "So I suppose I could..."
"A-aren't you required to?" He asked, wincing at the sound of his own voice as she fixed him with her eyes once more.
"Someone's been studying hard, I see... Your protective wards notwithstanding." Sauntering over, she placed a finger under his chin and tilted his head up a little. "This is a wizard's college I presume?"
"Ye... yeah." Roger had thought for a moment, considering that he might not want to share too much information with her before putting pen to paper, but looking around and given his garb it was pretty evident regardless.
"Well then, perhaps you really are looking for more than just pleasure. When most young guys summon me - and girls, come to think of it - they always seem to forget about making any deals other than upon terms I dictate. Most aren't prepared for what being so close to a succubus can do to them..."
She seemed lost in thought, as if enjoying a particularly pleasant memory.
