Succubus Inquisition Ch. 01

What would you do if someone bested your every effort for over a thousand years? You'd change your tactics and send in forces the world has never seen, such as this female demon. She wasn't like the others, those that focused on brute strength or terror and lies. She focused on humankind's greatest weakness, pleasure.

Their order was hit and they didn't even know what hit them. And now the demon had struck at the heart of their order, effectively destroying the only thing standing in their way. No wait, it was getting harder to think. There was another order, a group of nomad demon hunters. Zoticus wondered if they still existed. Without demons to hunt, they vanished from the world. Or at least from their knowledge, it wouldn't be hard to believe they were still around.

The monk order had faded from the public eye when they were no longer needed. So it wasn't hard to believe that the nomads could have also. An image popped in his mind of their odd appearance. Smooth metal armor plates tied to a black body suit. Their helmets were terrifying, smooth and rounded just like a shaved head with a intimidating T shaped cut into the front. The nomads used weapons like the monks used hand to hand combat. They mastered their craft and were one of the best at destroying demons that could cleave a man in two with one swipe of their hand.

Not to mention there was another hope. He had sent Athanatos away. If the boy had managed to get out he would be well on his way to rescuing his mentor. The two of them together were a force to be reckoned with. They alone may be the world's savors.

There was hope after all, if only a little. His thoughts passed through his mind in only seconds, even though it felt longer. He had to stay focused and not give anything away. For his interrogation had just begun.

"You know nothing of pleasure and by the looks of it, you never will. So tell me old man, before you die, why does this land feel so powerful yet I can walk freely upon it? I thought all your kind built your churches upon holy ground."

The demon rose from her seated position and slowly walked over to him, swaying her hips with each step. As she did she licked her lips. He tried as best he could to ignore her attempts to seduce him but he couldn't resist looking. There was no harm in looking, right? He had one thing going for him, no feeling in his body. As he struggled to hold on he let slip the thoughts that were on his mind.

"There are forces in this world that are dedicated to destroying your filthy kind. My order was just one of many such groups. You're on borrowed time, demon."

"Oh, I think it's you that is on borrowed time, love." She stepped in front of him and, as if mocking his beliefs, got down on one knee and knelt. "Would it pain you to know that I tricked one of your monks into summoning me into your world? You have him to thank for the destruction of your order, and soon your world."

Zoticus was shocked and couldn't believe it, as he spilled forth more information.

"Yshomatsu would never have freely brought you into this world. The two of them will unite and right his wrong."

It was like stealing candy from a baby.

"Two of them?" The succubus asked, clearly interested. "There's another with that delicious power roaming this world? I can't wait to taste his soul."

The elder spat blood into her face. He couldn't believe he just said that. It was like her beautiful face was a curse. The more he looked at it the more he couldn't turn away. Those alien eyes sparkled as he revealed secrets. He almost longed to feel her lips upon his own. But he couldn't give in, he had to fight for mankind. And that was why he spat at her, but to his dismay he found that she liked it. Or at least acted like it.

Meridiana squealed and laughed as she wiped the blood off her face and sucked on her moist finger. Everything she did would appear sexual. It was her gift, and it was slowly eating away at the old man's willpower.

"Please tell me more. Who is this man?"

That sentence came out as musical notes, playing tricks on his mind. She didn't seem demanding or violent at all. She just wanted to know. She was his world now, he hung on her every movement, her every word. He needed to please her, and nothing would bring her more pleasure than answering her question.

The old man described an event that happened long before his time. The two monks were sent to disrupt a demonic cult from casting a spell. The two monks, Yshomatsu and his student Athanatos did what they did best, following orders. They found those cultists and put them in the ground.

But somehow they didn't stop the spell, they intercepted it. A great power seeped into their bodies that no one could understand. Their wounds healed faster than humanly possible and they were faster, stronger than before. They also stopped aging. Many believed them to be immortal.

Meridiana smiled at him. "No one truly is immortal, especially if they have sex with me."

The elder laughed as he coughed, "Yet Yshomatsu lives after summoning you." As much as he would have loved for that statement to be used against her it came out more like a question. He couldn't comprehend someone getting the better hand over his mistress.

Her facial expression turned from loving to doubtful. For a moment she couldn't help but think. Was he alive because she needed him to be, or had he really survived what no other could? No matter, she realized, and returned to being the confident demon she was. Once she had more souls she had planned on taking his anyways. It would just turn out to be a test. To see if he really couldn't die, it would be a fun test after all. She already knew he, like any man, couldn't resist her animalistic charms.

She got so caught up in those thoughts that she almost forgot about the man's student. What did the old man call him, Ethen, no, Athanatos? Yes he had said Athanatos. A younger version of the power she felt in Yshomatsu. She would have fun seducing him and leading him to his demise.

Before she could go any further in her interrogation she heard footsteps out in the hallway. Perhaps this was Athanatos coming to save the day. She couldn't help but giggle at the thought. She had to play with him. With that in mind she got up and hid.

The elder's blood shot and dilated eyes wondered as if searching for her location. The female demon enjoyed messing with her prey. By being physically weak, her kind had mastered a different form of fighting. The art of words and seduction were her tools.

However what entered the room wasn't what she was expecting or rather was hoping. The young man was badly injured, with a hand clutched to his chest as he ran to his elder.

*****

Elpis slid onto his knees approaching elder Zoticus, complete and utter terror written all over his face. Having seen a lot of his brothers laying upon the ground lifeless was hard enough, but this was horrifying. His elder was on borrowed time, sitting on the floor with a beam of wood sticking out of his gut. Elpis reached out to get his elder's attention.

But the man's dilated eyes wandered around the room as if searching for something. He couldn't tell what the man was looking for but it was clear he didn't notice the young monk grasping his shoulder. The young monk lightly shook that shoulder hoping to snap his elder back to the present, not really knowing why he did it. There was nothing he could do for the man. And that broke his heart.

Before long the dying man looked right at Elpis and mumbled something. The monk didn't understand him and was surprised by the sudden change. It was like the old man knew he was there all along. With exhausted breaths he mumbled the same sentence again and this time the monk caught a few words. His elder was asking where 'she' was.

"Sir I don't understand, who are you talking about?"

Rather than get a response the old man kept repeating his question. The wounded monk didn't have time for this. The building could collapse at any moment, and as much as he hated to admit it, there wasn't anything he could do for his beloved elder. Moving him was out of the question and removing the beam of wood would make him bleed out. Maybe that's what he should do, end his suffering. A tear ran down his cheek, hating himself for even thinking it. There was one thing he could do, and that was go after Athanatos.

"Sir there isn't much time left, where did you send Athan. Our order is in ruins but I can't give up, I need to find him."

"Sir, please. Focus!" He shouted.

Zoticus' roaming eyes slowed down as he was yelled at but it still took a moment before those eyes focused on young Elpis. When those eyes did focus on him he had a hard time determining their meaning. It was like the man was looking right through him. After a few moments of blanking staring at him the elder finally moved his mouth.

"A-than is..."

He stopped as if he had to think about it. The young monk didn't blame him. The older man must have been in unspeakable pain. It made him sad. However he knew that he had to press on. If Athan was the last hope of the order, then Elpis owed it to his fallen brothers to join that fight. He nodded and pressed Zoticus to continue.

"Athan went." *cough* "To find Yshoma—tsu." He managed to get out between coughs and staggering breaths.

Meridiana sat in her hiding place with a wide triumphant smile on her lips. The old man had sent his greatest hope to the same place she had sent Amber. Everything would turn out just fine. She leaned out from her hiding place and said under her breath, "That's exactly what I wanted to know."

Elpis started. Clearly she had said that a little louder than she thought. He turned towards her just as she darted back into cover.

The young monk had heard a female whisper and jumped out of his skin. Besides the elder's rugged breathing the room was for the most part silent. He wasn't prepared to hear a voice, even if he didn't make out what it had said.

He rose into a fighting stance as he turned. What he saw shocked him more than he was expecting. A red shape dove for cover just as he faced it. His heart felt like it was beating a thousand beats per minute as he called for the person to show themselves. His voice was shaky and he cursed himself for not gathering his wits first.

A long slender leg came into view. At first Elpis thought he was under attack, but the leg didn't kick anything at him. That leg held his attention instead, long smooth red skin slowly swinging before his eyes. His head followed as the leg moved back and forth,

"Who's there?!" His voice didn't have the conviction he had hoped to pronounce.

"Who do you want me to be?"

He started, almost falling to the ground. As he turned around to face the voice, he swore it came from behind. Yet as he turned no one was there. He got back onto his feet and turned back, towards the alluring leg. However it wasn't there anymore.

"Why don't you show yourself and fight?"

"Why must we fight? There's so much more we can do." The voice, filled with seduction, came from everywhere at once. He almost dropped out of his fighting stance as he pondered what those things might be. But then she peeked around the debris and all thoughts were lost.

The young man choked on his breath and the first thought that came into his mind was that he was staring at an angel. But then he noticed the horns, and of course now the red skin made sense. She was what his order fought against. Even though no demons had been seem for a long time. Elpis wasn't even sure when the last sighting was recorded. It wasn't like he could go check, what with the library in ruins and all.

This whole time the young monk was breathing in air thick with her pheromones, and yet he showed no signs of it affecting him. He had briefly admired her face, but that had stopped the moment he recognized her for what she was.

Adrenaline pumped in his veins, aided by the day's events. First he failed to fight off the invading knights and then he finds his mentor dying with nothing he can do to help. This wasn't a day to let his senses feel anything but pain. As the demon hid again he rushed over to her hiding spot, ready to threaten her again, yet she wasn't there.

Puzzled he turned and looked back to his elder, only to see her leaning up against him. Her naked body, sitting there next to the leader of his order, sent a shiver up his spine, and a twitch in his pants, despite himself. He ignored her beautiful body, knowing that was her trap. That smooth unnatural red skin as her hand caressed her flat belly, rising up to squeeze her gravity defying breasts. She smiled at him, having him right where she wanted him.

What happened next however, she didn't expect.

"Get away from him, you filthy demon. Haven't you done enough?"

Her smile turned to a sexy pout. "Clearly I haven't with that tent you're sprouting, young man." Her voice flowed with temptation, and everything she did put sex on his mind. "Do you like what you see?"

The whole time his elder was staring at her, even drooling a little. That stirred Elpis into action. He jumped forward into a roll, bringing his foot down hard on the demon. His foot landed with a thud on the wooden floor. She had moved out of the way faster than he could see. But he wouldn't give up, quickly rising to his feet and prepared for her counterattack, an attack that didn't come.

He held his breath as he turned around, expecting to see her. He jumped as she closed in behind him. From the place he was just looking at and she hadn't been there. Meridiana pressed her lovely body up against his back, placing her hands upon his hips as she breathed into his ear.

"There's no need to fight me, lover." She purred before lightly kissing his earlobe. He immediately reached down to forcefully remove her hands. An electric shock went through his body as he touched her causing him to gasp out and relax into her embrace. He could feel her nipples stabbing his back.

"That's it baby, relax. It'll all be over soon."

Rage fueled his heart as she spoke, overruling his other senses. He thrust his head back, connecting to her face. Elpis used the moment she was stunned to his advantage and stepped out of her grasp. He struggled to catch the breath she had stolen from him. This wasn't a demon that fought fair or upfront. She would use her perfect body to distract him and trick him into believing she was harmless.

With a touch like that, he could understand why someone would fall for it. Her skin sent his manhood to full hardness just with one touch. He quickly bent down and grabbed a stone in one hand and a piece of broken wood in the other. If he couldn't touch her he'd have to defeat her with weapons. As he turned to face her she stood there with a playful look upon her face, no sign of any damage done to her face.

Just then he realized the importance of Athan's practice while blindfolded. He couldn't be tempted with her amazing body if he couldn't see it. It was a shame he couldn't pick up those skills. Even though he had tried with all his willpower, he didn't have the patience for it. Athan was always a step ahead of him, always quicker than him. Just like this demon was proving to be.

"Look at this body. Wouldn't you rather use your real weapon between these legs?" She asked as she spread her legs out and lowered both hands along her smooth belly, down to her hips and lower still. She presented her glistening sex to him, her pussy dripping with need.

There he was, standing in a fighting stance with a rock in one hand, makeshift club in the other and a spear pointing straight ahead between his pants. He couldn't help but follow her hands down to her sex. As he stared he could have sworn those wet nether lips opened before him. He was memorized as her sex became his whole world. His mouth gaped open as she began playing with her clitoris.

He was so transfixed that he never realized that he had taken a few steps forward. Luck was on his side as he got closer Zoticus came into view and he was reminded what was at risk. Meridiana never saw the attack coming, having believed he was hers.

The piece of wood shattered as it slammed into her gut, causing her to tumble over. With her head bent over Elpis brought his knee up. The demon stumbled back into a pile of debris, clearly stunned. He thought this was the perfect moment to press his attack.

He dropped down to his knees and raised that hand holding the rock. Just as he was about to strike she lashed out, grabbing hold of his head and pulling him down to her into an earthshattering kiss. Her legs wrapped around his hips, feet interlocked together. Despite all of this he still managed to strike her repeatedly with the rock. It was like her skin was made of steel, he was doing no damage and it clearly didn't have any effect on her.

The poison of her kiss was seeping into his body, mixing with his rage. The demon's tail slithered between her legs, rising to his pants before slicing a hole through the fabric. His member was freed as she lessened her lock on his hips. Before long she had his cock sandwiched between their stomachs. After which she pressed down harder with her legs causing him to moan with pleasure as the electric touch of her skin pressed into his cock.

It was enough pressure to force him out of her kiss. The two stared into each other's eyes.

"See lover, isn't this better than fighting me? I can bring you pleasure you've never even dreamed of." She undulated under him, driving him crazy.

Even with his rage fighting against her poison he couldn't help but respond. "Yes."

Her face lit up in triumph before she noticed the look upon his face. He was under her spell, that much was clear, but his willpower was greater than she first guessed. She sensed great devotion to the one everything called Athanatos. That devotion was fueling his resistance. It was why the moment he broke free didn't surprise her in the least. She always enjoyed playing games with her prey. She just didn't expect to have this much fun. The army outside was almost too easy. This little challenge was exactly what she needed to brighten up her evening.

Elpis broke free and rolled away. The thought never crossed his mind that he got away just a little too easy. The poison now flowing throughout his body kept his cock hard. He knew he wouldn't last long trying to outright fight her as he stared at her body. The rock did no damage to her but the wood stunned her. It had to do something with the elements that he used. Her body had to be weak against something. He looked around the room quickly but saw nothing of use besides stone and wood.

The demon rose to her feet, tilting her hip as she stood there, clearly amused with his defiance.

"You've got me all hot and bothered leaving like that."

The young monk had been focused on searching for another element to test when he noticed something reflect light towards him. It was the elder's dagger buried within his ruined desk. Quickly he took two steps towards it and the demon moved to block his path. He almost walked right into her but stopped dead in his tracks a few inches from her body.

"There's no escape, young man, not for you." She was so close he could feel her breath on his face. He could feel her moisture dripping on his manhood. Wait what! He looked down and saw his rock hard member was pointing between her legs. Her smile widened as he didn't try to back away. Her dripping pussy had him frozen on the spot.

Her tail angled itself below his cock and pushed up, lining him up to the folds of her pussy.

"All you have to do is thrust into heaven and all your dreams will come true." Her voice purred sweet honey and empty promises. He could feel her nether lips against his tip, it was as if they were trying to kiss his cock.