A Weekend in the SuccuBlue Ridge Mountains - Byakko

Nyghtingale's Note: This story is not considered canon.

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Amara and Vee go on a trip to Shenandoah National Park at the end of their spring break. Their stay at a bed and breakfast starts normally enough, but there's something strange about their hosts...

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“There!” Vee shouted, pointing to a house along the ridge.

Vee had been reluctant to go on a trip so far away, but Amara wanted to do something special for the last few days of Spring Break. Her mother had recommended a bed and breakfast place a while back, and after some digging online, Amara had found it. The AirBnB booking had been super cheap, and the page had advertised exceptional views of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Even better, the listing had dozens of exceptional, five-star reviews, and it seemed like no one left unsatisfied. From what she could see from the air, Amara could tell the pictures were spot on, and she was excited to have a whole weekend just for the two of them.

Amara angled her body down towards the road, careful to avoid any unfortunate sightings by their weekend hosts or anyone on the road. Fortunately, Shenandoah National Park was fairly empty mid-spring, and the few cars around were stopped at an overlook a mile or so away.

Demanifesting her demonic features as she landed, Amara gave Vee a kiss on the lips before bowing and gesturing towards the road to the house.

“The road to a slice of Heaven for my lovely angel girlfriend,” Amara said grandly as she looked up towards Vee with a seductive expression.

Vee walked past, sticking her tongue out at Amara before turning around.

“I just spent the last eight hours in heaven, and it’s made me hungry and need to pee. Besides, aren’t we supposed to be greeted to heaven with pearly golden gates and a chorus of angels? I may have to report this inaccuracy to the Church so they can correct their records.” Winking at Amara, Vee grabbed her girlfriend’s hand and started pulling Amara down the road. “Now come on. You can think of all the fun ways to fuck me later.”

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Walking up the short stairs to the porch, Vee questioned if the house was really over a century old. Amara had gone on and on that the Lillian House was the oldest structure still standing in the park, but it looked nearly as good as if it had been built only a few years prior.

Well if they take care of us as well as the house…

Vee’s thought was interrupted as a middle-aged woman opened the door and smiled at them.

“Amara and Vee, right?” The woman ushered the two of them in. “I’m Feyenne! My wife and I were wondering when you two would show up. You’re our only guests, and it’s not always easy to get into the park this time of year. Are you two cold? Let me get you both a cup of tea right away. It gets chilly this time of year.”

Walking straight to the dining room, the woman gestured for Vee and Amara to sit down before heading into the kitchen. Vee took a deep inhale and noticed the rich aroma of the food.

Soup, chicken, broccoli, and mashed potatoes, and…something else?

Taking another sniff, Vee tried to place the smell then froze.

Shit, is that sulfur?

Vee sniffed again and found only the smells of dinner.

Huh, weird.

“Psst, Amara, do you smell or sense anything weird?” Vee whispered. “Are our hosts demons?” Vee kept her whisper very soft at that last part.

Amara looked around then back at Vee. “I don’t think so, but there’s something off. Ask me after dinner.”

It didn’t take long for Feyenne to return with a tray holding what Vee thought looked like expensive vintage teacups filled with boiling water, a box of tea bags, and four bowls of chicken noodle soup. Setting the tray down, the woman placed a teacup and a bowl in front of each of the chairs, then left with the empty tray.

Vee was just beginning to steep her tea when she saw the other woman hosting her and Amara enter, Feyenne in tow. But it wasn’t the flowing deep purple dress that flattered the woman’s body or piercing purple eyes that had both Vee and Amara staring, it was the fact that the other woman didn’t look much older than the two of them.

As the newcomer set a tray with chicken, mashed potatoes, and broccoli down on the table, she flashed a smile at both Vee and Amara.

“Hi, I’m Nyx! Welcome to our home!” The purple-clad woman gave both Vee and Amara a big hug before taking her seat and starting to steep her tea. “You’re our first guests of the year, so please make yourselves comfortable and don’t hesitate to let us know if we can help you with anything.”

Taking a deep breath in through her nose, Vee shifted and glanced at Nyx.

Ok this is weird. I’m not smelling any sulfur, but Nyx meets nearly every checkbox for a Lust demon the Church taught me. There must be some way to give something away.

Vee’s thoughts were racing, and she noticed Amara had already started stuffing her face with chicken. The angel’s stomach growled, and a wave of exhaustion washed over her.

Idiot, even if she is a demon, you won’t last a minute without food. I’ll set some wards up around our room later and keep an eye out.

As Vee ate, her thoughts wandered to Amara and the weekend ahead, and it didn’t take long for her to get lost in thought about how she would spend the weekend with the succubus. Exhausted after dinner, Vee snuggled in bed next to Amara without remembering to set her wards.

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Amara had to stop herself from eating more. Whatever was in the food, it seemed as vibrant in taste as the rest of the world seemed after an intense fuck. Looking at her partner, Amara noticed that Vee was beginning to nod off over a half-eaten piece of chicken.

She’s so cute when tired, but I think it’s about time we get to bed.

“Oh, I can show you to your room.” Feyenne stood up and picked up Vee’s bag. “I’m sure you’re exhausted after all the travel. Come, come. We’ll get you comfy and sleeping well in bed, and you can have plenty of fun tomorrow.”

Amara yawned and helped lead Vee to their room. Now that Feyenne mentioned it, she was ready to go to sleep. Sleep? It sounded more enticing than usual. Even sex seemed a distant need. Shuffling into her room and leading Vee to the bed, Amara turned to thank Feyenne.

“Sleep well, you two,” the older woman said, and Amara thought her host had a strange look on her face. “You’ll feel so refreshed in the morning.”

Vee’s breathing had slowed, and Amara quickly took her clothes off and remembered to lock the door before snuggling up next to Vee and enveloping the sleepy angel in her wings.

What was that look Feyenne had? Amara was having trouble keeping her eyes open. It’s like she wanted something. Her head was fuzzy, and her thoughts were starting to wander off. Wait, I think it was…

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The stars shimmered above Vee as she snuggled into Amara, the cool, crisp air no match for the warmth the succubus exuded. Somehow the night sky seemed more vibrant than any she’d seen before.

Had she been sleeping? Vee thought she’d gone up to bed, but quickly dismissed the thought as the memory of Feyenne and Nyx wishing her and Amara a good night came into focus. The two hosts had recommended that the couple stargaze in the backyard and left them flashlights and warm clothes.

And yet it felt wrong.

“Amara, I…” Vee’s breath caught as she turned to face Amara. The succubus was in full demon form, and she could not have been more stunning. Glowing amber eyes stared back above perfect lips that looked even softer than usual. Fuck it, I don’t care if it feels off, she’s so beautiful. Arousal coursed through Vee’s body as she realized the only thing separating her pussy from Amara’s were the flannel shorts she was wearing.

Vee’s moan at the thought drowned out her doubts, and she gently ground her crotch against Amara.

“Veeeee,” Amara moaned.

There was a probing push at the top of Vee’s shorts, then Amara’s tail slid in between her legs and started gently teasing Vee’s clitoris. She’s so good at that. Vee started to grind her crotch into Amara’s tail and squeezed a hand down to return the favor.

Vee looked up and saw deep amber pools of beauty and lust staring back. With hardly a thought, Vee pressed her lips against Amara’s, and their tongues started dancing against each other. Meanwhile, Amara’s tail had slipped inside Vee’s vagina and was beginning to pulse and thrust.

It feels just like a cock. Vee noticed that just as she came close to orgasm, Amara would back off just a little to extend the pleasure. Vee embraced the pleasure, squeezing Amara against her as she started plunging two, then three fingers into Amara’s pussy. Time no longer existed for Vee. It was just her and Amara.

And then with a deep thrust and pulse of Amara’s tail, time stopped, and Vee climaxed. A supernova of pleasure had exploded in her, and the endorphins far outshone all the stars above her and Amara put together.

As the two came down from the orgasm, Vee snuggled up to Amara.

The succubus snuggled back, hugging Vee, and murmured, “Vee, I think we’re dreaming.”

“Sex with you is always a dream,” Vee said, laughing.

Amara blushed. “No, like, when we were fucking I wished I had my favorite buttplug vibrator in, and it appeared.”

Vee looked at Amara with a confused look on her face.

“I didn’t bring it, Vee. I figured since we were only flying with carry-ons, I wouldn’t put anything too embarrassing in my bag.”

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Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Amara’s thoughts were racing. She wasn’t sure she’d have noticed it was a dream at all, but the realization that buttplug vibrator had just appeared brought everything crashing back into perspective.

“Amara, what?” Vee asked. “But I remember walking out here with you after Nyx and Feyenne went to sleep. Everything looks and feels real.”

“No, I don’t know how, but we are!” Wait! What if Vee’s a succubus disguised as her? Nyx did give succubus vibes.

“Vee, what’s for dinner?” Amara whispered.

“Spaghetti carbonara,” Vee replied. “What about for you?”

“Hand-seared chicken.” Well shit, it’s either Vee or someone who can read her mind. “Vee, I’m going to try and wake up, and then I’ll wake you up, ok?”

Vee nodded, then Amara focused on the faint memory she had of the bed in her room. She was rewarded moments later with the familiar view of the Dreamscape. There seemed to only be two clear streaks, strangely, including the one Amara gauged she’d just left. She made her way to the other streak and moments later was awake.

“Vee, wake up,” Amara whispered, shaking the angel.

Vee moaned and opened her eyes. “What the? Amara, is that you?”

“Only if you’re in the mood for hand-seared chicken,” Amara joked.

“I’d actually prefer spaghetti carbonara,” Vee responded before jumping on Amara for a hug with such force, the succubus was knocked back down on the bed.

Amara hugged Vee back tightly and wrapped her wings around her girlfriend. After a few minutes, Amara stood up and tried to change the overhead light into a disco ball. It wasn’t something she’d normally try, and she hoped that if this was somehow still a dream, whoever was toying with her wouldn’t try a disco ball.

Nothing changed, and Amara let out a sigh of relief.

“This is real, isn’t it?” Vee asked.

Amara turned around just in time to see Vee’s Angelic Fire cleaning off her legs and pussy. Shit. Amara rushed over to the bed and immediately saw a large wet spot where she had been sleeping. Vee looked back at Amara with a terrified look on her face.

“Amara, I forgot to put up wards.”

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Amara appreciated that they were the only guests at the house. Manifesting her demonic armor, she stalked between each room, hoping to find one even one of their hosts in it.

You idiot! Of all things, you had to go with the place with a perfect 5-star rating. There’s always a catch, and of course you found the one place to stay where the catch was demonic.

“I think I found something,” Vee whispered.

Amara stalked over to the master bedroom. The room was fully furnished, and the closet held what appeared to be an array of both practical and elegant clothing. Though what stood out was that the bed was empty.

“What’s so interesting about this room?” Amara asked. “Other than that our hosts clearly live in here.”

“If they were affecting us, I figured they’d be in their bedroom, but I don’t see anyone here.” Vee walked up to a door and slowly opened it, revealing a tiled bathroom inside. “When we flew over, this was the only structure on the property. There must be someplace our hosts are hiding.”

Skeptical, Amara opened another door in the room, revealing a walk-in closet. As she turned to leave, a glint of light caught Amara’s eye.

“Vee!” Amara called as quietly as she could in her excitement. “There’s a hidden door here!”

Amara started feeling around the door and suddenly found a small inset location near the top. Satisfied, Amara turned to Vee, and her breath caught. The angel had summoned a glowing sword, and she looked ready for a fight despite being in her pajamas. Amara summoned her own chitinous armor before counting down with her fingers. 3. 2. And 1, the door swung open.

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Neither Vee nor Amara had expected the staircase down, but Amara was glad she had good night vision, as the passageway was dim, and the only light was at the entrance to the tunnel. Her heart was pounding, and from the page of Vee’s breathing right behind her, Amara’s girlfriend was just as nervous.

Finally, she found a single door at the bottom of the staircase. Bracing herself, Amara flung it open.

The scene inside was nothing Amara was expecting. The room seemed a fully matted basement, and while it was clearly a dungeon — the St. Andrew’s Cross and swing along with transparent boxes with sex toys made that clear — she immediately focused on the occupied plush couch across the room.

Both Nyx and Feyenne were snuggled up with each other, and Feyenne lifted her head to look at the newcomers before snuggling back up with Nyx. The hostess’ blue skin seemed almost normal compared to the four small horns on her head and the more cylindrical, almost cat-like tail that wrapped itself around Nyx, who herself sported a more familiar set of purple wings, a purple tail, and a pair of horns that clearly marked her a succubus.

“If you two promise to not kill us, I’m happy for you to come over here so I can give an explanation,” Feyenne said.

Amara was ready to rip the other demon’s throat open when Vee placed a hand on her arm and shook her head.

“Let’s hear her out, Amara. Evelyn recommended this place, and I don’t think they tried to hurt us, so let’s at least give it a shot.” Vee’s hand was tightly gripped on her sword, and Amara could tell her girlfriend was sparing no effort in holding back.

The pair cautiously made their way closer to the two demons on the couch and stopped, leaving what Amara hoped was enough distance if one of their hosts were to suddenly attack.

Feyenne sat up to look at Vee and Amara, and Nyx let out a soft whine before adjusting her body to snuggle closer to Feyenne.

“I’m going to start off by telling you I’m a Sloth demon,” Feyenne said. “I don’t really go along much with the approach other Sloth demons take with draining motivation and encouraging laziness, because I think it’s wrong to have to corrupt and take souls of others who are just trying to relax or cope with stress.”

Amara raised an eyebrow as Vee spoke in response, “And how am I supposed to know that you’re telling the truth? Demons feeding on souls is as much a necessity as breathing. For all I know, one of you trapped us in a dream so you could show up later and eat our souls.”

“Yes, I suppose I could have done that, but what would be the point?” Feyenne stretched, almost catlike, before snuggling closer to Nyx and continuing. “Both Nyx and I swore off consuming people’s souls many years ago after we left Hell for here. We’d fallen in love with each other, and our families didn’t approve. But up here it was peaceful, and we could spend every day enjoying the beauty of the mountains without having to worry if an Imp would show up and ruin everyone’s day.”

“Your mother Evelyn has been a good friend to us,” Nyx added. “She helped us adjust, and she stops by on occasion to see how we’re doing. She’s very proud of you. We were going to try and delicately approach the subject during breakfast since you were both so exhausted last night.”

“Speaking of, we put you both in the dream so you wouldn’t miss out on the gorgeous night sky, because the next two nights will be cloudy,” Feyenne added, an apologetic look on her face.

Nyx pulled out a cell phone and handed it to Amara. It was a picture of Nyx, Feyenne, and Evelyn standing in front of the house. Amara noticed Vee relax as she showed the angel the picture, and it seemed like the tension in the room had broken.

The phone buzzed in Amara’s hand, and she saw a text come in.

Evelyn: I’m so excited the girls are there! Please take good care of them. :)

Amara and Vee started laughing.

“I should have known my mom would recommend a place owned and run by demons,” Amara laughed.

Vee rolled her eyes and grinned. “You’d have thought she’d have warned us, but it’s nice to know that I only have to worry about keeping wards up and not about Amara going on a rampage over you fucking with our dreams.”

Feyenne giggled. “Well, now that the cat’s out of the bag, let us know if you want us to leave this space for you at all. There’s a back entrance so you don’t have to go through our room.”

“More importantly, let’s get you some early breakfast and get you out and about for the day. There’s a nice trail by one of the overlooks, and if we go soon, I can drop you off so you two can enjoy the sunrise together.” Nyx winked.

Amara smiled and gave Vee a hug. The B&B may have had its surprises, but the weekend was going to be great.