This story has a threesome featuring a trans demon gal, a cis human woman, and a cis dude with a big dong, partly influenced by lust magic. A little mushy, but mostly just fun fuckin'. I hope you enjoy!
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Lupi sipped hot chocolate from a mug made of bone, waiting for her targets to arrive. She tucked her magenta wings even tighter around her body, keeping her exposed midriff and thighs as warm as possible without, y'know, putting on gross human clothes. Of course her next assignment had to be in one of the frozen parts of Earth. The humans on the city streets below her seemed to take the frigid weather in stride, but as a former denizen of Hell (with a condo in Alice Springs) she could not take these temps lightly. Especially not out on a rooftop!
Her fingers, aching from the chill, couldn't be gloved. Else she could fire the bow that currently leaned against the side of a snow-covered air conditioner. She instead warmed them on the mug. Lupi whispered another incantation, and the liquid within bubbled back to boiling. She wished she could do that to her clothes, or her body itself. But she hadn't quite figured out how to cast a warming spell on solids without lighting them on fire. And while the flames would definitely warm her, it would likely blow her cover. So she had to suffer and wait.
"This fuckin' bites."
Her targets had been difficult to acquire. While they were not difficult to find, her orders necessitated both be in proximity to one another before she could shoot her magical arrows and be done with this freezer city.
From her vantage, she could see target two. June Thorpe was currently bawling her eyes out in her room, writing then tearing up what appeared to be poetry. Lupi's eyesight was unfailing, she could see it was some manner of verse. But without rhyme or metre (and often disintegrating into expletives and 'why?'s written in increasing size) it was difficult to say that it was poetry. At least, as the mortal mind could comprehend it.
Ben was supposed to be arriving here at any moment. But it had been HOURS since June had made the call, and Lupi was freezing. She scanned the apartment. There had to be a room where she could hide out in relative warmth. Physical barriers weren't implacable impediments to demons like her. A closet off the living room/kitchen area offered the best chance of concealment. Sure, it was a little dangerous; her first choice had been a perch on top of a building for a reason. But if this went on any longer, Lupi was going to lose some of her adorable toes, and that just wouldn't do! She put down the mug, picked up her bow, and jumped off the roof.
Soaring over was easy enough. She shook out her wings, extended them to their full size. A slight dive helped her build up enough speed and momentum to carry her toward her target floor, then with a thought, her body became intangible. She phased through the matter of the wall and settled, corporeally, onto the floor of June's apartment. A quick rummage around her body made sure all the parts were in the right place. Body decoherence was no fun at all! But she had everything, including her all-important quiver of arrows.
A knock at the front door of the apartment made her jump. Hell's Bells, that had to be Ben! She combat-rolled through the closet door, disappearing with a second to spare. Lupi held her breath as June approached. Using her magic to pierce her vision through the closet door, she could see her target unlock the apartment.
"Hi Ben," she said weakly, "Thank you for coming. It means a lot."
Ben wrapped her in a bear hug. A solid brick of a man, he was a full head taller than her and his hugs could be bonecrushing affairs if he wasn't careful. But he was as gentle as he could have been. June lagged behind by a second, but returned the embrace, leaning into her friend while he supported her.
"Anytime," he replied. He pulled back to pick up two bags at the foot of the door, "I brought shandies, ice cream, and those tiny donuts you like."
June laughcried. "Fuck. What would I do without you?"
They each took a bag. June cracked open the confections and ate one, while Ben put the beverages in the fridge.Well over six foot, his shoulders were linebacker-wide and his hands looked like they could crush beer cans. Despite that, his voice was soft-spoken and he carried himself with a quiet confidence. And with his sandy hair and befreckled complexion, Lupi herself had to admit he was quite the catch. Why these two hadn't banged already was beyond her, but, she supposed, that was why she'd been sent.
"So...what do you want to do?" Ben asked.
"I hadn't thought that far ahead. I just...don't want to think, for a while."
"We could marathon something? What haven't you seen in a while?"
June sniffed. "I...fuck, I put all my DVDs in the closet. I was gonna sell them or something."
Lupi's eyes widened. She looked down, hoping against hope that there was a second closet in the apartment that she'd missed. Unfortunately, there at her feet was a cardboard box labelled 'MOVIES N JUNK' in black marker. If she was going to do something to them, she'd have to do it fast!
She brought her gold-trimmed bow up. Withdrawing an arrow from her quiver, she slipped it between the unicorn-hair string and notched it. The heart-shaped arrowhead made the weapon seem slightly farcical. But there was profound magical power in her hands. Powers the pair would be ill equipped to handle. Pumping more magic through the arrow, it would slice through the wall and slam smack dab into the humans.
The first one soared through the air. Dead on target, it approached Ben dead centre of his back. But as the pink projectile neared his body, a flash of magical energy exploded outward, vapourizing the arrow in a cascade of magical fire invisible to the naked eye. Lupi's finely tuned senses were quickly overwhelmed. Dazzled, she shook off the static from her vision just long enough to realize what was going on.
"A shield?!" Lupi hissed. She loosed the second arrow, this one at June, which met the same fate. But which one was causing it?
"Something's up," Ben said. He pulled a necklace from around his neck. It was a white crystal, to the naked eye no different that a sliver of quartz. But to trained eyes and magic users, it was burning white hot. Witchstone.
Lupi castigated herself. Of all the names she had to pull, why in the name of all things on fire did she have to get a warlock?
Ben, crystal in hand, opened his magesight. A haze of dispersed magical energy now floated around him and June, with a larger source seemingly coming from behind the closet door. He poured more power into his shielding amulet and approached the closet. He yanked the door open.
Inside, a woman with magenta stood casually, leaning against the water heater with the other on her hip.
"Who the fuck are you?!" Ben and June asked in unison.
A thousand potential explanations rolled through Lupi's mind, each more plausible than the last. An infinite potential of lucid, very reasonable excuses for why this human had a demon girl in her closet. All Lupi had to do was select one and run with it. Surely, Surely all her manifested charisma would make short work of the pitiful minds of a pair of humans.
"I am...the closet inspector," Lupi said before closing her eyes and sighing. "I have come to inspect your closet. For fires."
Flawless.
Ben leaned to the right. "And what were you going to do with those arrows on your back?"
June picked up on a more pressing matter. "Is that a tail?"
Lupi tucked her tailspade into her skirt. "Optical illusion, I assure you. Now if you'll allow me, I'll be on my way." She tried to push past the duo, but neither moved. She could phase through them, but that would likely freak them the fuck out. Lupi was already in enough trouble getting caught; displaying supernatural abilities to Unawake humans in full violation of the Infernal-Celestial Pact of 13,754,993,183 was not a good look.
"You broke into MY place," June said, "I think we're owed some explanations. Some REAL explanations."
The demoness huffed. "Do you grant this one Observer status, Warlock?"
Ben chewed on that. "I think you've already made that choice for me, demon."
"She's human. I have no say."
June looked back and forth between them during the exchange. "What the hell is going on? Ben?"
Her friend sighed, then, in a tired voice, recited, "I, Ben Hamilton of the Thaumaturgic Concord, do grant June Thorpe of the Unawake an Observer status."
Lupi dusted herself off and stood. "Well then! Hello, non-magical human. My name is Lupi, and I'm a Koritsi." After a beat, she added, "You've never heard of us, I take it?"
"Is that, like, being a furry but for demons?" June asked.
Lupi huffed. "The tail is real, dummy. I'm a really real demon."
June laughed, prodding Ben with her elbow. "This is a prank, right? Some kinda weird cosplay thing to get my mind off of my breakup?"
"Sorry," Ben said, "Believe me, this is not the way I would have prefered things to go. But...yeah, she's telling you the truth. Demons are real, magic is real, everything you've been told about the world has been a clever fabrication."
His skeptical friend waited for the punchline. When it didn't come, her scowl intensified. "I'm supposed to believe that? How do you know about it then?"
Ben held up the crystal on his necklace. Pouring a fraction of his power into it made it spark to light in the visible spectrum. From there poured a ring of symbols from a language June didn't recognise. They spun into a circle, then traced back and forth until they formed a pentagram of pulsing, unreal energy.
"I'm a warlock. A part of a long line of them, actually. My job as a night shift stockboy is a cover for me being up at night fighting Shades and Nahuals and the like." With a snap of his fingers, the pentagram vanished just as quickly as it had appeared, leaving no doubt who had control over it.
June's mouth hung open. One could almost see the neurons misfiring as her worldview clashed with the stated reality in front of her. One of them had to give.
"I am way too sober for this," she said, then made her way to the fridge. She pulled a six pack of shandies, set it on the kitchen counter, and cracked one open. It was half empty before she spoke again. "Continue."
Lupi clapped. "Right, where were we? Oh! Okay, so, I'm a Koritsi. The angels have Cupids, who make people fall into, ugh, 'love.' Not all love, of course, just ones the Ones Upstairs deem would benefit them. Koritsia are Hell's equivalent. Follow me so far?"
"Hell's Cupids, got it," June confirmed before taking another long pull from the can. "So what were you doing in my closet?"
The demon's voice dropped a few decibels and she pushed her index fingers together. "Well, erm, rather than absurd notions of perpetual companionship, our work focuses on binding people in a more...carnal pursuit."
June raised an eyebrow. "You mean fucking?"
The demon shot her the finger guns. "Bingo Bango."
