Tessa Ch. 3

“Mommy? I heard a noise, what’s going on?”

There was another loud thumping noise, much closer this time, and Tessa finally turned to face the unusual shape in the corner of her vision. On the ground, she saw a familiar man lying on the grass, completely still, and something else was standing over him. “Daddy?”

At the sound of her voice, the strange shape standing over her father turned to look at her. With the moon behind this stranger, Tessa couldn’t make out his features, but she knew he was unnaturally tall. His skinny body was breathing heavily, when he looked at Tessa, she looked back. His eyes terrified her, as if she were staring directly into an abyss of all her worst nightmares. She wanted desperately to scream, but her body refused to listen. She froze, unable to move, as this stranger started walking towards her.

“Tessa! Get away!” her mother cried. “Tessa!”

—

A horrid gasp caught in Tessa’s throat as the nightmare forced her awake. Beside her, Raine was already up, holding Tessa tight in their lap. Although Tessa couldn’t see anything yet, she heard a loud clatter as several things around the room fell to the floor, but she didn’t have time to question anything. She was clawing at Raine’s arms, desperately holding on as the terror of the night returned to her.

“Shhh, it’s okay Tessa, I’m here,” Raine whispered.

Sharp pain radiated through Tessa’s body, and as she fought to regain control, she kicked the sheets to the floor. She could feel Raine holding her, their firm grip squeezing tight as they tried to help, but it wasn’t enough.

Minutes passed before the nightmare fully vanished from Tessa’s thoughts. She couldn’t remember the last time it had lingered so long after waking up. Raine’s embrace felt incredible, and she was thankful to have someone here for her, but she felt like an idiot dragging someone else down with her own problems.

Raine slowly relaxed, one of their hands moving to Tessa’s head to slowly play with her hair. “There we go. See? All better,” they whispered.

Tessa squeezed Raine back. “Fuck. Sorry, Raine, you don’t deserve this.”

“Hey, look at me,” Raine whispered. When Tessa refused to do so, Raine reached down and gently angled her head up. “You know you can talk to me about this, right? I don’t mean just the nightmares, either, I mean anything. No matter how weird or unusual you think it is. Anything.”

It seemed like Raine was fishing for an answer, but Tessa shut her eyes and shook her head. “It’s fine, it’s nothing.

A look crossed Raine’s face, some mix of disbelief and gentle scolding, but they stopped pushing all the same. “C’mere, let’s get back to sleep. Still a few hours before our alarms go off.”

Tessa nodded slowly. Her breathing had mostly returned to normal, and she eagerly turned towards Raine and wrapped her arms around them. Within minutes her leg was pinning her partner down as well, and she slowly fell asleep as Raine’s warmth radiated through her.

—

Classes that day were just as boring as ever. She had trouble paying attention on the best of days, and today was anything but. Her thoughts alternated between the strange illusory wall she’d discovered under Lysander Hall and that fucker Brandon that had walked in on her trying to break it down.

Who the fuck does he think he is? “Oooh woe is me, my life is so sad and miserable and only the hot goth witch can save me!” Fucking asshole.

Even lunch that day was less exciting than usual. One incredible benefit of college life was the chance to ogle all her hot classmates, who usually took every opportunity to wear cute clothes and show themselves off. Her guiltiest pleasure was constantly stealing glances at Amara. For reasons she couldn’t understand, Amara had one of the sexiest bodies Tessa had ever seen, yet she seemed to be completely oblivious to it. Even after she’d caved, letting everyone talk her into going out to her first party, it had still taken nearly an hour of convincing to get her into her skimpiest dress.

She’d never kept her attraction to Amara a secret, yet she always got the impression that Amara didn’t fully internalize the attention. Maybe she thought the flirting was a playful jest? Whatever the reason, Tessa had long ago accepted that the true depths of her infatuation would simply be her little secret.

The last few days, however, Amara had completely switched gears. Instead of tight pants and thin shirts, she’d started wearing thick, bulky sweaters that completely hid her body.

Had something happened at the party? Maybe some creep tried to hit on her too aggressively and now she wanted to hide her body to prevent further attention. Whatever the reason, it only served to further sour Tessa’s mood. She had to force herself to pay attention to the conversation rather than get lost in the curves of Amara’s sweet rack.

Maybe she’s ace or something. She almost never talks about dating, or who she’s attracted to, or anything like that.

Although it took ages, Tessa eventually made it home with her sanity intact. She tried to bury her problems by spending time with Raine and Sydney, the three of them even starting to put together plans for their next big kink scene.

“—and I’ve been thinking about getting some new toys,” Raine said. “Now that I’ve got this strap, I feel like I should really test its limits. Someone here happens to be a little freak and can’t get enough of the weird toys.”

“Yeah, and you both love it!” Tessa replied, playfully slapping her ass as she stood up. She wandered to the kitchen to grab a drink, idly scrolling through her phone as she did.

Raine laughed before continuing. “Of course I do, babe! Oh, and Sydney, you confirmed with Riley that you can crash at her place on the sixteenth, right?”

“I did! She’s excited to have me over, it’s honestly been too long,” Sydney said, looking over to Tessa. “Just make sure you two lovebirds don’t have too much fun without me, okay? If I get home the day after and find I’ve missed, like, an orgy or something, I’m gonna be pissed.”

“Please, whenever we plan the orgy, you’ll be the first to know!” Tessa said before downing half a can of iced coffee.

At that moment, her phone pinged, and a notification scrolled across the screen. It was a text from an unknown number, and whoever they were, they’d attached a video. Confused, Tessa opened it with the assumption it was a wrong number, or maybe political spam.

Instead, she was greeted with a video of herself. She was standing underneath Lysander Hall, her tattoos glowing bright as magic runes appeared on the wall in front of her.

That. Bitch! He fucking recorded me?!

???: Science Building, 9 PM. Don’t be late, or this video goes live.

Fuckfuckfuck! He has no idea what he’s fucking doing!

Her eyes flicked to the corner of the screen; it was already 8:40. If she didn’t get going now, she risked Brandon spreading this video like wildfire. Most people probably wouldn’t believe it, videos were easy things to fake, but her coven would catch it in an instant.

“—right, Tessa?” Raine asked.

“Um, yeah, what you said,” Tessa replied halfheartedly. “Look, something came up, and I need to take care of it. I’ll be back soon, I promise!”

“Wait, what?” Sydney asked despondently. “What could you possibly need to do at this hour?”

“It’s nothing, I promise.” Tessa ran to both her partners, kissing each in turn before slipping on her shoes and running out the door. She hated leaving them in the dark like this, but it was her only choice. She cared about them too much to let them find out about magic.

The walk across campus was tense. As she walked, she pulled her beanie tight, making sure it covered her tattoos. She never bothered pocketing her phone, and checked it constantly as time ticked down. Sure enough, once she drew close enough to the Science Building, she saw Brandon leaning against the entrance, a smug look on his face. Once she was close enough, he spoke up, a predictable smug tone coating his every word.

“Well well well, look who it is,” Brandon said.

“You’re a real piece of work, you know that?” Tessa snapped. “Blackmail? Seriously? I knew you were desperate, but I never would have guessed it was this difficult for you to get laid.”

Brandon pushed off the wall. “You better watch your words if you know what’s good for you. Don’t forget who has all the power here.”

“Oh, I haven’t forgotten,” Tessa said. “But I think you have.”

She engaged her magic, her switchblade floating from her pocket before hovering close to her chest. She leapt forward, grabbing Brandon’s shirt and pinning him against the building before pointing her knife at his throat. Brandon gasped slightly, but didn’t seem surprised.

“Typical Tessa. Threaten first, ask questions never. Did you really think I wouldn’t expect this?”

Tessa hesitated. “What have you done?”

“The video’s backed up, idiot,” Brandon hissed. “I’m the only one who knows how to access it, and it’s scheduled to go live tomorrow morning. If something happens to me, there’s no one to stop its release.”

With a scowl, Tessa released her grip and stepped back. “What’s your endgame?”

A sickening grin appeared on Brandon’s face, and he turned towards the main entrance of the science building. “You have no ambition, Tessa. You can’t see beyond your petty assumptions, and it blinds you to all the potential you’re wasting. You seriously think this is all about getting laid? Sure, you’re hot, and maybe that’s how this started, but finding out about magic changes everything.”

As they approached the entrance, Brandon gestured at the door. “Open this.”

How fucking dare he order me around!

“With what key?” Tessa said, trying to waste his time.

“Please, I know what you’re capable of. You expect me to think a locked door can stand in your way?”

Tessa paused to glare at Brandon before rolling her eyes and connecting with her magic. A second later, the door clicked open, and they walked inside. Once the door had closed behind them, Brandon started talking again.

“You’re going to teach me everything you know, Tessa. All the symbols, how they work, and what kind of powers they can give me. I’ve got a spot all picked out, and if you don’t meet up with me at least twice a week, I tell everyone about magic being real, what your tattoos are for, all of it.”

He opened a door leading downstairs, then continued. “And, of course, since we’ll be spending so much time together… maybe we’ll find opportunities for something else to happen. You know, get to know each other a little.”

There’s got to be a way to stall him, turn the tables, something.

“You have no idea what you’re asking for, Brandon,” Tessa started. “Magic isn’t something you can learn in a semester. It takes years of intense study to even grasp the basics, not to mention the mental conditioning that’s required for even the simplest of spells.”

“Then you’d better get comfortable working with me, shouldn’t you?” Brandon said with a sneer, his eyes wandering down Tessa’s body.

Wait, what if I give him what he wants? He’s just a worthless pervert, right?

Tessa faked a condescending chuckle. “Typical men. You lecture me about lack of vision, but you’re content to just blackmail me for some half-assed pussy? I would have thought a man like you would be interested in something more… exotic. Like, say, your own personal succubus that obeys your every whim?”

Brandon stopped in his tracks, turning to look back at Tessa. They had just approached a massive, tangled mess of ancient plumbing, and she still hadn’t figured out where he was taking her.

“…You’re bluffing. If you knew how to do that, why wouldn’t you have done so already?”

I just have to make him think he’s special.

“What use would I have for one?” Tessa said. “I’m dating three people and routinely sleeping with more. Plus, all this magic stuff? Everything I do is monitored by the same people that gave me these tattoos.”

She saw skepticism in Brandon’s face, but also temptation. Men like him were all too predictable, and she had a feeling he wouldn’t pass up this opportunity.

“Why show me?” he asked. “I’m blackmailing you, how do I know this isn’t a trap?” he said eventually.

“Come on, seriously? The last thing I want to do is fuck you, and that’s obviously part of this bullshit plan of yours. I’m offering you a deal, idiot; I give you a succubus, you leave me the fuck alone. We both win.”

Come on, fuckhead. We both know you can’t resist this.

After a moment of contemplation, Brandon nodded slowly to himself. “Follow me. I know exactly where we can do this.”

The next ten minutes or so were spent climbing over and through a mess of old plumbing. By the sounds of things, very few of these pipes were still in use. Once they reached the other side, Brandon walked towards a small room that had been practically invisible from the other side of the room.

“This was an old utility room, but it got cleaned out ages ago. To my knowledge, nobody knows it’s here; I only found it myself because I was looking for someplace out of the way to learn magic.”

Tessa walked into the small room, slowly looking around to take it all in. A single dim light bulb lit the space, which was built entirely of crumbling concrete and dusty bricks. She was beyond thankful that Brandon wasn’t a physical threat to her; this was the most murdery room she’d ever laid eyes on. Still, there was no denying it was perfect for keeping everything under wraps.

“Alright, look. You want to do this, it’s going to take commitment. A lot of time, a lot of research, and a whole lot of blood,” Tessa said.

I play my cards right, he might end up overdoing it.

“Blood? Like, literally?” Brandon asked.

“Yes, literally.” Tessa rolled her eyes. “You need blood to draw the circle and all the runes. There are specialized magic inks we could get, but unless you’ve got several thousand dollars to burn, we’re out of luck.”

Brandon narrowed his eyes. “Fine. But we contribute equally, so I know you’re not bluffing.”

“I mean, sure, if you want. That’ll give me just as much control over the succubus, though. We could take opposing weekends? Ooh, I wonder if I could have her extract the knowledge of your stupid video, then kill you in your sleep…”

“O-on second thought, maybe not. Look, just tell me how to get started, okay?”

Gotcha. Alright, I’ve got to thread the needle here, give him just enough information that it seems legit.

Tessa sighed, then started walking around the small room. “The floor and ceiling will need to be cleaned. The less interference with the runic symbols, the better. In the meantime, I’ll have to put together a compilation of all the different symbols and theories you’ll need. I can start packing this room with books and notes tomorrow, if you like.”

“Perfect.” Brandon smirked, clearly convinced he had the upper hand. “And remember, no funny business. I’m going to have that video permanently scheduled to go out, and you need me alive to keep delaying it.”

“Right, whatever, I heard you the first time.” Tessa rolled her eyes, then turned to walk out of the room.

—

The next few days were frustratingly busy. Tessa hated studying, but she still knew how. In order to keep Brandon busy, she needed to overwhelm him with information that looked authentic but wouldn’t actually release a demon onto campus. To that end, she spent hours poring over her notes, cross-referencing them with magic-adjacent books from the library.

Legitimate magic theory was borderline impossible to find in a standard library, but sometimes older books used runic symbols without understanding their true purpose.

When she wasn’t looking for books, she busied herself with the invention of fake runes. To anyone without proper magical training, there would be no distinguishing which was which. For every new rune she created, she found an appropriate-looking source from the library to back up her credibility.

Each passing day, she added more information to the pile. A very literal pile, in fact; Brandon had a small table in his secret hovel, and a massive stack of books sat atop. He’d also added some materials of his own, but they were all for show. He’d somehow even found an honest-to-God scroll of paper that he was using to take notes. Knowing him, he was probably thrilled at how “magicky” the scroll felt.

I swear, if I find him in dark, ominous robes next time, I’m gonna strangle him.

Tessa was close to finishing another batch of bullshit magic theory when the bedroom door opened. She hurriedly reshuffled some papers, putting some actual homework on top to hide the evidence.

Raine walked inside, tossing their bag in the corner before sighing heavily. “Ugh, what a day. How you doing, babe?”

“The usual, nothing special. Waiting for the time I’m allowed to have actual fun,” Tessa said, pivoting her chair to look at her partner. “In the meantime, I have to do actual work to make sure I don’t flunk out.”

“I was going to say, you’ve been doing a suspicious amount of studying recently. Skip one too many assignments last month?”

“Something like that,” Tessa said, eager to change the topic. “What’s your plan now that classes are over?”

“Honestly, I was thinking a shower would be nice,” Raine said. As they spoke, they slowly walked closer to Tessa. Once they were close enough, they leaned forward, putting their hands on the back of her chair, their faces now only inches apart. “Which would mean that now is the perfect time to work up a sweat.”

A tingle of excitement ran up Tessa’s legs. “Is that so? Why, whatever did you have in mind?”

Raine leaned forward, kissing her neck before slowly wrapping their hand around it. “I’m thinking I’ve got a cock with your name on it, and I’ve been thinking of bending you over all day.”

Tessa gasped as Raine grabbed her neck. Of all her partners, they were the best at taking charge, and they knew how much she loved it. “Well, now I have to ask; did you literally write my name on your cock? If so, we need to have a serious conversation about hygiene and sex toys.”

“Don’t play coy with me, Tess. I know you want this.” Raine pushed forward, kissing Tessa before probing her lips with their tongue.

With a soft moan, Tessa’s body began to betray her. She didn’t want to give in yet; if she could manage another minute of playing hard to get, it would make Raine fuck her that much harder. After mustering the strength to pull away, she whispered back, “Okay, but like, did you use a sharpie?”

They both laughed, and within seconds, Raine had picked Tessa up. They threw her to the bed, then quickly jumped after her to pin her down. Their movements were erratic, desperate, and Tessa loved it. She playfully struggled against Raine, knowing it was pointless, and soon she got what she wanted; Raine’s hands pinning her arms to the bed above her. “Do you want me to fuck you, or don’t you?”

“If it’s not a sharpie, maybe you printed something out? I swear, if you’re trying to fuck me with comic sans, I’ll—FUCK!”

All rational thought left Tessa’s head as Raine bit her neck. This was what she’d wanted, the reckless abandonment of pretense. She loved pushing Raine’s buttons, poking and prodding until there was nothing left but a desperately horny beast. Their legs intertwined, they both ground their hips against each other. She felt Raine’s strap underneath their pants, which turned her on even more. This meant they spent the entire day walking around campus with it.

Raine released Tessa’s arms, then grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head. Her bra came next, and when they reached down to undo her pants, she began returning the favor. It only took a minute until they were both naked, or as near to it as they wanted. Raine obviously still wore their strap, but also their binder.

“I was planning on playing nice, but since you’re determined to be difficult, I’ve changed my mind,” Raine whispered into Tessa’s ear.

Mmm fuck, I hope that means what I think it means…

Their bodies separated, just for a moment, as Raine reached for the nightstand and pulled out their shared box of toys. On top sat their preferred cock, a smooth red dildo with perfectly average proportions. Instead of grabbing that, however, they rummaged around until they found Tessa’s favorite toy.

This one was bigger in every dimension, and far more rigid. Its base was black, but orange splotches grew more prominent towards its head. It curved upwards, and thick ridges jutted out from the underneath of the shaft. Most strap harnesses couldn’t accommodate cocks of this size, but Raine had special-ordered one that could, just for Tessa.

Seconds later, the cock was affixed to Raine’s strap, and they’d placed a bottle of lube on the bed nearby. They pushed their body against Tessa’s again, their lips pushing together once more.

Now that Raine was back, they positioned themselves so that their monstrous cock was rubbing against Tessa’s pussy. She gasped as she felt its ridges, twitching in anticipation as she imagined how good it would feel inside of her. She was already soaking wet, and doubted the lube would be necessary, but appreciated that Raine was playing it safe.

As she continued grinding against the ridges of Raine’s cock, rough hands found her tits and began playing with them. Raine leaned down, teasing her nipples with their tongue before biting down, eliciting another scream of pleasure. This continued for several minutes, Raine alternating between both her sensitive nipples.

Before they’d finished, they reached up and teased Tessa’s mouth with their fingers. Still feeling feisty, Tessa pushed her lips closed and eagerly glared down at Raine.

“You do that, and I’m not giving you a chance to warm up before I start fucking you,” Raine warned, a devilish glint in their eyes. As fun as that sounded, she wasn’t in the mood for that particular kind of roughhousing. She relented, opening her lips and letting Raine push their fingers into her mouth.

Raine held her tongue down, biting her nipples again, and she gently bit their fingers in retaliation. Raine responded by pushing deeper, causing Tessa to gag slightly, and once they’d repeated themselves several times, they withdrew their hand and moved it in between Tessa’s legs. She moaned out in pleasure as Raine found her clit, slowly rubbing their wet fingers back and forth before finally pushing into Tessa’s pussy. They started slow, using only two fingers, but after a minute of careful fingering, they’d worked in another two. Using nearly their entire hand, they began fucking Tessa faster and faster, getting her ready for the main event.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she came, likely the first of many orgasms. Her pussy gripped Raine’s fingers tight, her body shaking with pleasure as she grabbed the sides of the bed.

“That’s my girl,” Raine whispered. “Now you’re ready…”

After pulling their fingers out, they briefly pushed them back into Tessa’s mouth to let her taste her pussy. She sucked eagerly, the sensation driving her wild, but she knew Raine was likely tired of waiting.

Sure enough, only seconds later, they were grabbing her hips and flipping her over. She landed on her stomach, and before she could adjust herself, Raine had grabbed her hands and pinned them behind her back. She felt Raine get into position, spreading her legs slightly in anticipation, and soon she felt it. Raine’s thick, monstrous cock pushed against her entrance. She shivered, eager to feel it spear her open, and she tried to push back against it. Raine’s hold was too strong, however, and she couldn’t do much more than whimper in anticipation.

When Raine finally took mercy, and started rubbing their cock against her pussy, they did so frustratingly slowly. For what felt like an eternity, they teased the head of their cock in and out of Tessa’s entrance. Barely an inch, maybe two, slowly stretching her open before pulling back.

“Raine… Fuck, please, give it to me…” Tessa whimpered.

“Are you sure?” Raine asked. “I shouldn’t write your name on it first? Maybe pull out my calligraphy kit and really make it something special?”

She groaned, fully aware that this torture was her own fault. Thankfully, Raine took mercy on her soon enough. They pushed forward, more of their cock spreading her open, and she felt the first of the toy’s many ridges. It slipped inside, spurring another small orgasm as Tessa groaned into her bedsheets.

Raine paused, likely giving Tessa time to adjust before pushing deeper. As much as she loved this cock, it always demanded her full attention, and care was needed to not push herself too hard.

Soon, enough time passed for Raine to give her more. The first ridge was always the hardest, and as more passed inside her eager pussy, it was easier for Raine to start thrusting back and forth. They couldn’t move incredibly fast, but thankfully they didn’t need to. The overwhelming intensity of fucking this cock came from its size and shape, not from how fast Raine could move.

They fell into a comfortable rhythm, Raine carefully pulling back and forth as they gave Tessa every inch she could handle. She still couldn’t take it all the way, which always frustrated her, but it was hard to care in the moment. Orgasm after orgasm coursed through her body, and she lost track of how much time passed as Raine pinned her against the mattress. When she eventually regained control of her arms, it was only because Raine had found a sweet spot and started cumming themselves.

Raine grunted and shuddered as they came, their cunt rubbing against their side of the cock. A single, powerful orgasm shook their body, and soon after they collapsed on top of Tessa. Despite their exhaustion, they still made sure to pull out carefully, the many ridges of their cock triggering one last orgasm in Tessa.

Once the toy had been completely removed, Raine reached underneath Tessa and squeezed her hard, kissing her neck from behind.

“Fuck, babe… that was incredible.”

“You’re telling me,” Tessa whispered back, grabbing Raine’s hands to hold them tight.

“You’re amazing, Tess. You know that, right?” Raine said quietly.

“Oh, shut up. You can be so corny sometimes, you know that?” Tessa giggled, silently agreeing with the sentiment, but she didn’t dare repeat it.

They stayed there, cuddled on top of one other for quite some time. They slowly caught their breath, eventually repositioning to kiss each other and giggle over how much fun they’d just had. It was hard to deny how sweaty they both were, however, and soon enough it was time to climb off each other and head for the shower.