Alan's secret lair was dark, but remarkably opulent in its furnishing. There was a small two seat couch, two high back chairs, and a large four poster bed. The entire decor looked like something out of a Victorian museum, except every single piece was authentic and not some cheap mockup. Everything was arranged around a fireplace sunk into the wall and the room was lit by candles that never seemed to get any smaller. The flicker of the candles and fireplace gave the entire windowless room a vibe that was both creepy...and romantic.
The flickering candles and crackling of the fire were immediately offset by a bright blue and white flash in the middle of the room, which quickly faded to reveal Alan holding the still hypnotically fainted Midnight in his arms. He carried the helpless succubus to the bed and laid her gently on top of the covers. Her body managed to instinctively fall into a sexy, yet helpless, pose.
Alan took a moment to admire his prize, tall and strong with an almost Amazonian beauty to her. And yet there was a magical power deep inside that made her so much more than she appeared. Of course the tail, which was gently laying limp on the bed, was a pretty damn big clue.
Alan leaned in and began to gently caress his prey, sliding his hand along her leather clad leg as he felt the muscle tone and shape of the powerful succubus. But his caress was intended to be more than a simple attempt to cop a feel, it was also his way of 'activating' his prey's subconscious. And since Midnight was a succubus, her subconscious was quite adept at the ways of causing...pleasure.
As her eyes opened it was clear that her mind was still asleep, completely unaware and unseeing, but her body was a very...different story. She sat up almost instantly and grabbed Alan's face, pulling him into a kiss, as she pushed her body outward to press it against his while her tail lazily coiled along his legs and up his back.
Alan responded by pushing her back against the headboard. He wanted her to know that he was in charge, and, despite being deeply hypnotized, she was still very aggressive. But pushing her against the headboard seemed to flip the script in the subconscious of our dear succubus, and her aggression slowly faded into submission. She let out a sigh as the kiss became more timid, yet remained just as passionate. Even subconsciously she realized he was setting the pace, and she accepted it.
The vampire held her against the headboard and let his hand slide along her breasts. Shivers of pleasure rippled through the succubus as his hand rolled her mounds around with ease. With a simple flash of blue there was no longer a leather bodice between his hands and her breasts. Alan had teleported it away, and if Midnight noticed it at all the only response she gave was a tiny, pleasurable moan. And she was giving a lot of those.
The kiss continued as his hand moved down her stomach and over her butt. With another flash of blue light, Midnight's entire outfit was looking lovely as ever as it adorned one of the chairs by the fireplace. But she was so deeply entranced and aroused that she never realized they had been on her body in the first place.
Midnight moaned deeply as her hands tried to remove Alan's clothes, but with another flash they simply fell to the bed, as he and Midnight abandoned both sets of clothes by teleporting out of them. A moment later another flash appeared on the other side of the bed as both the vampire and the succubus re-appeared completely naked. Midnight faced one of the posts on the bed while Alan had her from behind and let his hands slide along her body...which was on display for all the readers to imagine. With a quick thrust and a deep, gasping moan from Midnight, the seduction reached its logical outcome.
As she felt him slide into her, her eyes opened wide in surprise and pleasure, but yet there was never the slightest hint of coherence in them. Her body acted on pure instinct as she pushed down onto Alan, writhing with millennia of sexual experience under her belt.
Alan, however, wasn't exactly inexperienced himself, and used all of his skill to manipulate her body inside and out, to build her pleasure...and his. He could feel her getting closer and closer to her climax, the part he loved so much. His hand slid along her body and felt up everything he touched on its way. Up her leg to her butt, over her rippled stomach and her large breasts, to her oh so waiting neck...and finally her silky, almost unnaturally smooth, hair.
The vampire smiled as he felt her excitement reach critical mass and as he pulled the succubus to him, his fangs extended. He held her against his chest as he pulled her head back and sunk his teeth deep into her neck.
Midnight screamed in pleasure as the bite cause a surge of adrenaline, which set off her climax. She, in turn, could feel Alan's climax deep inside of her as he sucked her blood deeper and more greedily with every thrust and spasm.
The succubus moaned with pleasure as her body shivered and twitched, as her eyes slowly rolled up into her head. Her eyelids fluttered like the wings of a hummingbird for several moments until she let out one final, primal scream of pleasure...and then all at once, her eyes slammed shut and her head dropped to her chest, bouncing softly from the fall. Her arms, which had been holding onto the bed post, sank to her sides as her entire body went completely limp, leaving her completely unconscious in Alan's arms.
The vampire held her close and slowly removed his fangs from the succubus's neck. He was going to close the wound on her neck for her, but before he could her own healing powers caused the bite marks to simply vanish. He knew as a succubus that she was immune to the repercussions of a vampire's bite. There will be no vampire succubi in this story, maybe a future one, who knows. But despite being immune from becoming one of the undead, being bitten while she was hypnotized left her in a very deeply suggestible hypnotic state.
He moved her to the bed and let her simply flop onto it, naked and helpless as he knelt down next to the bed and placed his finger on the side of her temple. A split second later, her eyes shot open and her normally green eyes were now glowing an almost eerie yellow. The same color yellow as Alan's. Through the placement of his finger he had managed to access the vampiric energy that he had placed in her through the bite. Although her own healing powers would soon absorb and assimilate that energy, for now it was more than enough to overwhelm her helplessly hypnotized mind.
He smiled at just how lovely she looked, helpless, spent, and completely under his control. "My dear Midnight, you can hear me can't you?" he asked in a very cool, soothing voice.
A simple "yes..." slipped from the succubus's lips.
"Good girl, my dear. I have a job for you, Midnight...a job you can't refuse. A simple little job...as a messenger. You can do that for me now...can't you, Midnight?" Alan said in a relaxed, hypnotic tone.
"Yes..." was the only reply he got...and the only reply he needed.
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Two hours later...
