A hearty welcome to everyone joining me again! Our resident succubus, Amara, certainly has a knack for running into trouble, doesn't she? I know it was cruel to end last chapter with another cliffhanger, but if I don't, what will keep you coming back? The porn? Nah, couldn't be; We all know we're only on Literotica for intimate character pieces and coming of age stories.
Anyways, without further ado, let's jump back into things!
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When Nick finally arrived, Amara was standing perfectly still in the middle of the living room, her hands held high. Fire surrounded her fingers and palms, and she was pretty sure she could feel heat emanating from her horns as well. Her phone lay on the floor next to her, its case blackened and warped.
"Niiiiick this is really scary!" She shouted. Fear kept her perfectly still, she didn't want to risk setting the place on fire.
Nick's eyes were wide, his chest heaving from the sprint over here. He had clearly gotten dressed in a hurry, and was wearing what looked like very loose-fitting pajamas. "Okay, cliff notes, what happened?!"
"I was on my way home, and I ran into Derek, but he was super drunk and we kinda fought a bit, and then I got really angry and suddenly my hands were on fire and then he was on fire and he ran away and now I can't stop and I'm scared if I move I'll set something on fire and I don't know what to do!" Amara was talking a mile a minute, her words bleeding together as she tried to stay calm.
Moving closer, Nick held up his hands to mirror hers. "Okay, wow, that's a lot to take in, but we can get through this. Eyes on me, match my breathing." He made a show of taking big breaths, trying to calm her down. "We can get this under control, alright?"
Amara nodded, her eyes locked on Nick's. She already felt better with him here, but the flames on her hands refused to go out. "Okay, deep breaths, I can do this, I can do this..." She watched as he moved closer, and soon they were only a few feet apart. "How bad is it?"
He laughed nervously at the question, then took a minute to look her over. "Well, you're not Vee anymore. Your hands are on fire, and so are your horns, which also seem to have grown a fair amount; They've practically doubled in size. Wings are still gone, though."
"Okay, that's honestly better than I expected." She forced a laugh, trying to fill the silence. "So, options, what can we do about this?"
Nick furrowed his eyebrows, deep in thought. "Oh! Didn't Evelyn make you buy a fire extinguisher?"
"Yes! That's perfect! It's in the hall closet!" She pointed down the hall, then jumped in surprise when a small ember jumped off her finger and floated a few inches before vanishing. 'Fuck! Sorry!"
It only took a few minutes for Nick to ready the extinguisher, and they moved to the hard floor in front of the main entrance. "Hands first? I'd feel weird starting with your horns."
"What, you're not into facials?" Amara laughed again as she pushed her hands forward.
He rolled his eyes before pulling the trigger. A cloud of powder burst from the nozzle, covering Amara's hands as she jumped in surprise. They both froze for a moment, waiting to see what would happen, and after a few seconds the flames returned.
"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" She groaned in frustration.
"Hey, at least we've learned something. I had a feeling this wasn't normal fire, the purple tint makes no sense. It must be magically resistant somehow." He put the extinguisher down before grabbing a towel to clean up the floor.
"That's cool and all, but it doesn't help me right now. What else can we try?" She leaned against the kitchen counter as she waited for Nick to finish cleaning.
"Well, there might only be one option left..." He sighed as he threw the towel down. "The one thing that seems most effective with you."
They locked eyes, and a moment later Amara figured out what he meant.
"Seriously? Now?"
Nick shrugged. "Hey, you're the one with sex-fueled superpowers."
Amara grew quiet, admitting that Nick had a point. She looked at him and nodded in agreement. "Alright, it's worth a shot. How do we do this? I can't really use my hands..."
"Some people would consider that a turn on, actually." Nick stepped closer, his aura stirring as he walked. "Ever thought about trying bondage?"
"It may have crossed my mind a few times. You?"
"Tried it once or twice, I think it's pretty fun!" He knelt down in front of her, his hands moving up her legs. "Not an option now, what with the fire hazard, but maybe something to try later."
He pushed her sweater up, exposing her toned stomach, and lightly kissed her. She bit her lip as he explored her waist, his hands pulling her pants down slowly. A cool breeze tickled her hips, but the tingling sensation was soon replaced by Nick's hands.
He grabbed her exposed hips, holding her tight as he tenderly bit them. She yelped impulsively, then giggled as he kept pushing her pants down.
"Mmm fuck, when did you become a biter?" She asked.
"You seem to enjoy it, I thought I'd turn the tables since you can't use your hands." He smirked, then bit the other side of her hips. She jumped again, then felt her pants hit the floor. Nick helped her pull her shoes and socks off, and soon she was eagerly kicking her pants to the side as well.
When he returned his lips to her thighs, she moaned softly. He was taking his time, which was perfect. With each passing moment, each teasing kiss, the panic from earlier faded. The tension gradually left her body, replaced by an all too familiar demonic itch.
He continued to tease her, biting the sensitive skin inside her thighs. She wanted so badly to grab his head, to make him pleasure her more directly, but she knew she had to keep her hands safely in the air.
Instead, a different thought crossed her mind. Adjusting her stance, she moved her tail between her legs and reached for Nick. He was still kneeling on the floor, and her tail traced up his legs before finding a hard bulge in his pants. She massaged it slowly, exploring what she could do with her tail.
Nick responded by hooking fingers into her panties, pulling them down frustratingly slowly. He kissed each inch of skin that he exposed, and she moaned when she felt his lips on her sensitive clit.
"Yes, please taste me..." She whispered, eager to feel more.
Amara twitched when his tongue ran over her pussy, her body tingling with excitement. He moved it back and forth, each time teasing her entrance as she pushed her hips into him.
Her tail moved up, pushing into his pants in an attempt to return the favor. It wrapped around his shaft, and she carefully started stroking him.
