The Lost Boy Ch. 25

Fenr felt the natural reflex to look towards what she was doing but caught himself before he fell for her trick. Forcing himself to continue looking into her eyes, her dagger like brown eyes, her luscious pink lips pulling into a sly smirk. He could see in his peripheral vision that her fingers had found their way around one of her breasts. Pushing the silk material to the side to expose her tit to him, followed by trailing a finger down her taut tummy and drawing a circle around her belly button.

He wanted to ask for Ian again, but asking a third time would most likely just yield the same result as the first two. Sin was playing with him, happily exposing her body to try and get under the built man's skin.

And she could tell as she watched him swallow a lump in his throat hard, that it was working.

It had been a while since Fenr felt uncomfortable, or...maybe the word was flustered? Seeing this woman, who he knew was a demoness, boldly displaying herself like this. Plus after her creepily stalking him, he wasn't sure exactly how to react, so he just stood their watching her. Revealing the entire front of her body, the creaminess of her skin, the fullness of her breasts...the hard-little brown nubs of her nipples...the mile-long legs meant to wrap around a waist...and the clean, soft mound of her...

Pussy...

He could see her baring it all to him, and in a moment of brief weakness, he allowed his eyes to droop, and drink it all in.

"You're mine big boy..."

"Fenr?" Ian's voice suddenly called out from the kitchen, "Is that you?"

"Yes!" Fenr shouted back, almost a little too loudly. Then cleared his throat again, "Yes, Ian. Let's go." He tried to look into the house, but felt his gaze continuously being pulled back to Sin, ho folded her arms over her chest closing the robe.

She eyed him confidently, snarky smile on her face and without saying anything, turned around and sauntered off, a feminine sway to her hips as her son entered the living room and headed to the front door.

"Be careful baby." She kissed his cheek as they passed each other, "I love you." Then proceeded to walk off, back to the kitchen where her own breakfast was still slowly simmering.

"Love you too Mommy!" He walked out the door and shut it behind him, "So...today we start huh? ...Fenr?" Ian asked, after not getting a reply for a second as Fenr seemed to be a little lost in thought.

But after catching himself he nodded, "Yeah, it's time for you to start training."

Back inside, Liline hurriedly got all of her things together on her belt and gathered up the several files and boxes she needed to log today. "God, this was the worst fucking day to sleep in."

"But how could we say no to longer time cuddling our baby?" Sin chimed in.

Liline rolled her eyes but did acknowledge that this was true. Ian was off of school this week so they had a lot of time together, but due to the prolonged exposure, Liline was off her game for her job. Running late and forgetting things, like the small evidence baggie on the table.

"Alright that's everything, I'm going, be back tonight." She called out before heading to the front door herself.

"Yup." Sin replied, picking up the pan of eggs off the stove to bring it to a plate on the dining room table. She heard the front door shut, now leaving Sin alone in the house with nothing but some eggs and her thoughts.

She sat down at the table, scooping the eggs onto the glass plate before her and started digging in. However she didn't even make It through her second bite before she noticed the evidence bag sitting on the table.

Carelessly dropped and forgotten by Liline. Sin's head turned a little as she got a good look at the large metallic ring inside the bag, labelled evidence along with a lot of question marks. She recalled hearing Liline and some others blathering on about some kind of magic sapping collar that only affected supernatural beings, but she hadn't actually gotten the chance to see it yet.

So she pushed her eggs off to the side and reached across the table out of curiosity. Crumpling the bag in her hand and bringing the heavy brass band over for closer inspection. Flipping it over a few times before deciding to break open the pouch to better examine it.

Now this may be reckless, but she wasn't stupid and didn't plan on touching it. So rather than pluck it from the bag, she turned the baggie upside down and let the collar clatter onto the dining table with some help from gravity. Then lowered her chin to the table to get a good long look at the ring, thoroughly scanning it over several times to really take in everything that she could about it.

Liline had mentioned examining it a dozen times and having Melody look over it too, but neither of them were Sin. She had a better eye for instruments of immobilization then any of them did, so being a little brave, Sin brought her hand over to the collar, and just barely danced her fingers above the metal. Instantly feeling the enchanted item warm to the proximity of her magical touch. And on the inner parts of the ring, she could see the arcane sigils beginning to light up, ready to suck the magic from her the moment she made contact.

It was that moment, that something caught her eye. The thin delicate structure of the runes, how they were laid out in a pattern that did not resemble any language the Succubi knew, nor did they have any connections with known magic.

That had to mean one thing, that the magic was new, and crafted specifically by someone who had to pour a little bit of themselves into it. And that's how she spotted it, the tiniest flicker of red within the symbols.

Sin darted out of the kitchen and ran upstairs to the bathroom, flinging open the medicine cabinet to retrieve a pair of tweezers. Then skipped back down the steps to return to the table, once again repeating her move of dangling her hand directly above the collar to get the runes to light up.

And the moment they did, Sin used the tweezers, being careful not to touch the metal herself, to reach it and take hold of one of the symbols inside. Closing the tips of the tweezers around the writing and pulling it back. The runes seeming to be tangible and not emblazoned into the collar as originally thought, were grabbed by the small tool and were slowly extracted from it. Being pulled like a thread out of a blanket, Sin watched as the scrawling inside got smaller and tried to follow the long strand that Sin removed until finally it seemed to fully pull free.

Having removed only a single section of the enchantment, Sin wasn't sure if the device would now be inoperable or only partially effective, but either way she didn't want to risk testing it.

Instead, she held the strand up in front of her face, now that it was no longer in the midst of a powerful arcane enchantment, its glow faded. And the powerful luster it held died off, now leaving what it truly was all along in Sin's hand.

A long single strand...of red hair.

Immediately, the smell of fruit and temptation hit Sin as she whiffed it. She recognized this right away, this scent belonged to the prissy little bitch who was trying to get with Ian after his accident with the Red Stone. But Sin kept her away, purposely turning her away at the door on occasion when she wanted to see him, claiming that she was the one who even introduced him to Shelter in the first place.

The girl next door...Sin remembered and now knew who where these collars were coming from.

She smirked, "...oh you devious little bitch..."

Shelter: Town Square

Katabin had his hands folded neatly in front of him, carefully placing one foot in front of the other and eyes glancing all around the streets. "Mommy...where are you?"

Once Katabin had finally been allowed to leave the motel after his recovery period, he immediately set himself on walking all over the town in search for the woman who plagued his every waking moment. He couldn't stop thinking about her, her long red hair, voluptuous, curvy body, the feel of her flesh against his own. He was starving for her affection, he needed it. And he couldn't wait for Ian to come through with his on plan.

So he took matters into his own hands and strolled around the streets of Shelter every day, albeit, with a chaperone, trying to see if he could catch a glimpse of his Succubus lover.

"It's um...quite chilly out isn't it?" The long blonde-haired messenger angel at his side tried to make conversation.

"We don't really get cold Elsal." Katabin quickly retorted addressing the angel walking with him by name.

The irony of the situation, was that Katabins chaperone was another messenger, who had also turned to love in one of the many Succubi of the town. But of course, both boys were concealing this, so neither could confide in each other about their predicament.

Both angel boys missed their demonic lovers, wanting to reunite with them...and get another dosage of that hot girl cock!

But they had to behave in the presence of each other, which made matters all the more frustrating.

Many of the angels were worried, afraid to check on their Halo's or their wings. Many of them were falling in love with demons, and they weren't so sure if they would be as lucky as Cassiel in regards to retaining their grace.

"So...how are you feeling then...Katabin? Getting better?" Again, the other messenger tried to make conversation, wanting more than anything to just drill Katabin for information about what happened and to gush about his own experiences.

Unable to do so though, Kat just shrugged, still glancing about as the pair walked down the street in their human guise, each with their own agenda as to why they were out here.

After about an hour or so of looping the same streets that Katabin had already checked before, did he catch a glance of the familiar purple haired angel who had lived here for far longer than anyone else did.

"Cassiel!" Katabin's head locked on his angelic brother, he was sitting in a diner across the street. With the Succubus woman he called his lover. "Why didn't I think of that, of course! If anybody can find her it's Cassiel!" Without uttering a word Katabin shifted his path to walk across the street towards the eating couple.

Elsal behind him being caught off guard from this, "Um Katabin? What are you doing?" Trying to quickly follow him.

Cassiel and Samantha meanwhile were having lunch, both enjoying some nice greasy cheeseburgers and French fries. The former of which had to open his mouth comically wide in order to take just a single bite of his Triple Decker cheeseburger. Practically unhinging his jaw while Samantha watched with a large grin in anticipation until his white chompers finally came down. Sinking through the glistening bread and biting down through the lettuce, cheese, and three patties of one hundred percent beef.

"Haha! Wow, I didn't know you could handle it." Samantha applauded him.

The angels cheeks were puffed out as he did his best to contain the big bite, "I...awwwaysh wannid tuu trry it." He spoke, the words horrendously muffled as he wiped some spilling ketchup from his lips.

Samantha shook her head, "Man, I gotta bring you here more often, I didn't know watching you stuff hot meat in your mouth could be so entertaining."

Cassiel buckled over and tried to cover his mouth, the urge to laugh nearly making him spit out the food from her dirty joke. She munched on her own fries as he worked tirelessly to chew the heaping amount of food in there before swallowing it down in several big gulps.

"Gaahh...haaah...that's yummy." Cassiel commented licking his lips with the burger still held in his small hands.

"Well I'm glad you like it." Sam leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the greasy lips. Tasting some left-over ketchup, she licked her lips, "Hmm, I think I want one."

"Cassiel!" The couple turned in their seats to see Katabin, along with Elsal rapidly power walking up to them in the diner. "Hello! It's good to see you." He said quickly.

Cassiel blinked, "Um, it's good to see you too Katabin. I'm glad to see you're up and about."

He nodded, "Thank you yes I am, though not without supervision of course." He gestured to Elsal, the poor blonde boy behind him still looking confused as to why they came in here.

There was a moment of silence after that, with the two of them just standing there looking at the couple. Big burger still steaming in Cassie's hand waiting to be eaten. "Did you...need something boys?" Samantha asked.

"Actually, now that you mention it yes!" Katabin said happily, "You see...they're still looking for the demonesses that captured me and...I think I might have finally remembered one that could help lead us to the culprit." Katabin tried to be sly, fibbing a little bit but only bending the truth. "And if I recall correctly, you two know just about everyone there is to know here so I thought I'd come to a fellow angel to ask." He fidgeted with his hands, his feet waddled a bit and shifted about. Samantha and Cassiel noted both of these things, "So I remembered that there was a red-haired Succubus, with big beautiful green eyes..."

"What do you think you're doing?" Samantha thought, reading through the boys lies like a book. She was actually surprised that an Angel could be as deceptive as this one was being. Not good at it, but certainly trying to be. Hearing his last comment about her eyes though solidified it for her, "Oooohhh, boys cock hungry."

"He must miss her." Cassiel thought, the more altruistic version of what Sam was thinking. "He must've formed a connection with the one who first took him. The same way I did with Samantha." Cassiel glanced over at her, she sat reclined back in her chair now and crossed her legs. Probably no longer listening to Katabin giving a description about whoever this mystery Succubus was. "Oh no, she's probably already thinking of something bad. Uh ah, no this time." Cassiel affirmed in his head, he loved Samantha with all his heart, but boy was she greedy. He could practically see the dollar signs in her eyes as she looked over his fellow angel, so he decided that this wasn't the time. He could put up with her insatiable desire for money normally, but this time was with an Angel whom he felt he related to.

So he sat upright in his chair, "I think I know a way to help." Katabin's attention drawn to Cassiel now, no longer prattling on about his lost Mommy. "I think I know a way to help out everyone actually." He cast a knowing look at Samantha, then back at Katabin. "I think we need to have a talk, maybe on the down low with the other messengers before anything else."

"Okay?" Kat nodded, "How? When?"

Cassiel smiled, "Have you ever been to a slumber party Katabin?"

Den Mothers Road House

"This place stinks..." November thought as she shuffled her way across the floor, her eyes set on the large Alpha Urul with her legs kicked up on one of the tables. This definitely wasn't one of her most savory plans, but it was getting out of control again. And she needed to satiate the urge...

Ever since that day at the motel, when she caught a glance at her angel in bed with that boy...Ian. She couldn't stop thinking about them, namely the half-blood.

His soft blue eyes, fair, porcelain skin, cute plush little lips...

"Nnf..." She picked up a habit of chewing her bottom lip. Thinking vile thoughts about him, and even her own angels, picturing them on their knees before her. All of them greedily reaching and pawing for her...

Her cock...

The damn organ hadn't been satisfied in weeks, after her run in with the Neko demon, it actually went down for a time. Long enough for her to refocus on finding Katabin, but after that the thoughts returned. And it was hard nearly all of the time.

November was fiending, she couldn't think about anything else, she NEEDED another hit of boy ass. She managed to resist for this long, but now it felt as if her balls were going to explode, being packed full of two weeks' worth of cum. She needed to let it out...

But how? She couldn't do it with her angels, absolutely not, they were shun her, and she couldn't ask the Succubi, they were her enemies still.

The boy? Ian...more than once she wanted to, she wanted to pursue him, follow him around since he spent much time with Katabin after the incident. But he was too watched over, either by her own angels or by his Succubi guardians. She would never get him alone.

So what did that leave? The Neko, and he was known for palling around with the Urul of the town, which brought her here now. To a building reeking of booze and dog, highly unpleasant, but to her dismay he was nowhere in sight. Just dozens of rowdy wolfs drinking, eating and shouting.

November wouldn't have been caught dead in a place like this before her damn tool appeared. It was run by dogs, and the building itself looked like it had been wrecked and only just recently repaired enough to function again. But she had no other option, said tool, was very hungry, it needed to be fed. So she bundled herself up in a concealing coat, and left the motel to come here.

Now approaching the Alpha to make her request.

Her heels made light taps on the hardwood floors as she stepped up to Helle at the table. "Come on girls is that really all you got!? I wanna see some sweat over there!" She shouted to a pair of Urul women arm wrestling on the bar countertop. Taking a sip from her beer bottle before noticing that the familiar, tall elegant woman who threatened the town with destruction was standing beside her. "Why hello there, what are you doing here?" She asked, her mood dropping to a more serious energy.

November took a deep breath and threw back her hood, "There's no point in beating around the bush so I'll just say it..." She blatantly began, "I need your help...you are outsiders in this town so I believe you're the only ones who can give me what I want and keep it quiet."

Helle raised her eyebrows hearing that, she had been expecting some threats or perhaps an ultimatum of some kind, her life or her bar, something like that. Not this, "...Go on..." She said cautiously, still bracing herself.

The warrior felt her legs shaking from nervousness, but she came this far, couldn't stop now. "...I-I want to have sex."

If there hadn't been music playing on the jukebox, she was sure the whole room would have fallen dead silent and all eyes would have been staring at her. At least that's what she felt after the words left her lips.

The alpha wolf stared at her, long and hard for a good ten seconds or so, waiting for anything else to come out like 'ha gotcha!' or, 'just kidding I kill you now' or anything. But...nothing, just the statement left out in the air between them.

"Well then you came to the right place angel." Helle said after the long pause, huge toothy grin coming to her face. "I would've settled for threats and maybe even a fight but Hell, I'll happily help corrupt a pretty angel and get some nice dirt on her any day." She swung her legs up off of the table, leather high heeled boots clacking onto the floor as she stood. "I'll get you some sweet ass to fuck."

November almost flinched away from her sudden enthusiastic reply, "You...you will?"

"Hell yes! Who am I to turn a lonely girl down?" She took another swig of her beer.

"I'm...I'm not lonely I'm just...horny..." November felt the heat rise in her cheeks upon admitting that.

Helle shrugged, "Well either way, sure I'll help you out, but...if I do get you a nice piece a tail for you to ride all night long..." She took a step closer to the angel, she almost found it funny how another being as powerful as November was still shorter than herself. "You owe me down the line, if you catch my drift."