The Hellfire Club - Fusion Ch. 01

"So, you could leave at any time?"

She shrugged. "Yeah pretty much. With the brand it wouldn't have been fun, but if I really want to, I could have. Think of it like a contract that I could have canceled at any time. Yes, you are my master and I am your slave. But I like it this way. Scratch that, I love it this way."

"So, I haven't abused you at all?"

"You think making me wait for sex is abuse? Bruh, that's just teasing." She leaned in close. "Teasing I happen to enjoy mind you. And teasing that I'll get you back for in the near future. But believe me, you've done far from abuse me. And even if you weren't my master and even if I wasn't bound to you, in all my long years, you are by far the best tasting meal I've had by a country light year. I'd still come and fuck your very big brain out every chance I got and as often as you could handle it."

"What about other guys? Or girls, for that matter since your door swings both ways."

Vy giggled. "What about them? I'm being honest when I say you taste so much better than everyone else I've ever sampled. There are plenty of succubi and incubi who, if they knew the situation I was in, would kill me for just a taste of you, let alone what I get to enjoy on the regular. I have no need for others. Put it this way, do you eat garbage alongside a five-star meal from a master chef?"

"No?"

"Then why would I go after anyone else but you? I can't and I don't want to. So, relax."

She grabbed his hands in hers and smiled, staring into his eyes. His heart began to beat like a taiko drum in his chest as she brought her hands to her lips and gently planted a kiss on them. A wave of warmth rushed up his hands and arms and into his chest, spreading through his body. In that moment, he could have convinced himself she was an angel, rather than a succubus.

"I wouldn't change this for all of heaven, hell, and everything in between."

John felt an unconscious weight he had been carrying lift off his shoulders, suddenly feeling a whole lot lighter. She wasn't just sticking around because she had no choice. She had no choice but to stick around because she wanted to have no choice. She stayed because she wanted to. Which made the implications of her romantic feelings a whole lot more manageable. He took a deep breath and exhaled.

He felt his confidence return. He grinned at her, still holding his hands in hers.

"You're in love with me, aren't you?"

She reeled back, releasing his hands, her face turning red. "What?"

He smiled. "No need to lie about it. I know you're in love with me."

"No I'm not! I'm just- you're just- I- look you taste really good alright and I really like having you as my friend and you're an awesome lay and we have matching personalities and all but I-"

She stopped short as John tapped his neck. She groaned and hid her face in her hands. He smiled, almost reveling feeling her embarrassment.

"Ugh, fine..." She groaned. "How'd you figure it out?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"I figured it would be impossible for you tell considering our daily activities together."

He shook his head. "I've noticed it for a while actually and was worried it was Stockholm syndrome or something but considering what you've told me I can put that to bed forever."

"That doesn't answer my question."

He tapped his neck. "Brand, remember? Every time you've gotten close enough to me to... you know, I've felt you putting quite a bit extra into it. It stopped being just feeding a while ago, hasn't it?"

She cocked her head. "I didn't think it could do that. So, you can feel my emotions too, when we screw?"

"A bit. Just enough."

"And you've known this whole time?"

"Yeah pretty much."

Her face turned completely crimson. John became half convinced she'd turn right into a hellfire demon spawn in front of him.

"You're such an asshole!" She nearly yelled.

"Inside voice please."

"You knew how I felt about you and did nothing?"

"Well I was a bit confused. I didn't even know what it meant for a succubus to fall in love with a human."

She sighed, rolling her eyes. "It means you get the greatest sex in the universe on top having an amazing girlfriend who can be and do whatever you want. Fucking dipshit. And you just sat there playing dumb. Oh, don't worry Vy, we can just fuck later after I play some League or after I get out of class or after we get dinner. Meanwhile, I'm sitting in your dorm wanting to do nothing more than screw you until you die!"

"If I die, you won't be able to feed off me." He smirked.

She scowled at him. "You're immortal and you're worried about me sucking you dry? Why don't you worry about running out of numbers to count to while you're at it?"

"Don't say that so loud."

"You think these idiots would believe it anyway? Look, you know you're immortal now since you're last six thousand trips to Hell, I certainly know you're immortal since I haven't had to limit how much I've taken from you these last few years, and now you know I've had a massive girl crush on you for a while now, so?"

"So, what?"

"Do you... you know? Do you feel the same way?"

John blurted out a laugh. "Oh Vy, you're such a ditz sometimes."

"Just give me an answer moron!" She leaned across the table, her face a mixture of anger and fear. She looked kind of cute that way. He almost wanted to savor the moment a little longer but any more of this would actually classify as abuse in his head.

Besides, he could do far worse than a succubus like her.

He leaned across the table toward her and planted his lips on hers. Immediately, her eyes closed into an expression of bliss as her taste flooded his mouth. Supernatural. No girl he'd kissed before her ever carried the same complexity of flavor as she did. Her taste was almost comparable to an expensive whisky or wine. Different floral, fruity, vanilla, and toffee notes danced across his tongue as she deepened the kiss. He could feel himself falling under her spell, but he didn't care. More than a small part of him enjoyed it. Still, he knew if he continued this any longer, he'd find himself jumping over the table and tearing her clothes from her body like a rabid animal. Fortunately for them both, his supernatural self-control rivaled her supernatural charms almost perfectly.

That and he needed to breathe.

He pulled away and returned to his seat, the heat in his face refusing to die down. Vy too, carried a similar blush along her own face. Her tongue passed over her lips as she smiled back at him, the familiar hungry look in her eyes.

"Does that answer your question?"

"No." She deadpanned.

"I'm going to fucking kill you."

Her smile broke out into a wide grin. "Now that does!"

"Really? That did it?"

She placed her head on her hands and stared at him. "If we aren't threatening to kill each other on a regular basis, are we even lovers?"

"Is that a demon's criteria for love?"

"There are plenty of ways to say, 'I love you' other than the obvious."

"How would you know that?"

"I am older than you, remember?"

John rolled his eyes. "Of course. So now what?"

Vy shrugged. "I don't know. You're the one with the plan for this world. You tell me."

"I mean for us. Does this change anything?"

"Do you want it to?"

"I don't know. I like what we have. I mean, plenty of people already think we're dating in spite me saying to the contrary many times already."

"Well now you can tell them their assumptions are correct. But as for some changes you might agree with: I get to kiss you in public now."

"You got me there. And now I guess I have to bring you home to mother and father at some point."

"I promise I'll behave." Vy said, raising a hand. "Still impressed you managed to hide me from them for all these years."

"They're both very busy with business shit. Not too hard when they're only home twenty days out of the year. And certainly not too hard when I go to school away from home."

"True. What do you think your mom will think of me? You gonna tell them about... well what I am and what we've been up to?"

John shook his head. "My dad will love you. Probably high five me too. Mom... well with your hair, piercings, and tattoos, she probably will freak out."

"I'm looking forward to it."

John laughed. "So am I. Besides, not like there's anything she can do about it."

"Of course. She may be your mother... but you're mine." Vy licked her lips. "And since we're making this official now, does that mean we can go back to the old schedule where I got to fuck your brains out on the regular, rather than once every few days?"

He sighed. "Yes if that's what you want. Whenever you want it, within reason of course. Don't go kicking down my classroom door to fellatiate me under a desk."

"Oh of course master. Just don't ignore me in favor of messing around on your computer too much."

"Actually, I was giving it some thought and I was thinking about building you your own computer."

"Really? My own gaming PC? Like yours?"

John rubbed his head. "Well not exactly like mine. Yours will have your own personal embellishments on it but close in specs anyway. Give us more to do as a couple besides the obvious as well as give you something to do while I'm at class."

She smirked. "I could always come with you."

"Absolutely not."

She pouted. "Aww, why not?"

He squinted at her as if she'd asked him the stupidest question he'd ever heard. "Uh, because of how distracting you are."

"Distracting?"

"If you were in class with me... the only thing I'd want to do is fucking stare at you. You're a complete 12 out of 10. The last thing I need is you distracting me, and every other guy in the room, as well as making all the girls hate you simply for looking as awesome as you do."

She blinked. "Well that's a nice way of telling me no."

"It's not that I don't want you around, but I need to focus on learning when I'm in class and I can't have the hottest girl in the universe there tempting me with every fantasy I could ever dream of."

"And some you couldn't dream of." She licked her lips. "You know, in four years, you've still yet to really scratch the surface of what having a succubus as your slave can do for you."

"Such as?"

"You want to find out?"

John smirked. "Of course. After dinner. And after that you can teach me more occultic stuff I think I should be knowing if our plans are to proceed any further."

"And just what are our plans, oh wise master?"

"Same thing they've always been, dear Vy: change the world for the better."

She spared a glance out the window. "I'd definitely like that."

"So would I."