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Summoning a Succubus

A soft swishing of wind filled the room before a new being stood before them where previously there had only been a room. They looked up from the book they had been reciting from. “Oh, that was a bit faster than I thought.”

The being-the demon-locked eyes with them and stepped toward them. “What do you mean I came faster than you thought I would? Didn’t you realize the summon is instantaneous, darling?” His voice was a purr, matching the way his hips swayed as he sauntered forward.

They felt their cheeks heat slightly. “Well, yes, but there is always room for error. I didn’t know it would work on the first try.”

His laugh was as sultry as his gaze. “Of course it worked first try! A pretty thing like you is obviously smart enough to understand the Latin you’re reciting, let alone know how to pronounce it correctly. You’re not the type to leave anything to chance, are you?” His voice dipped in the last sentence, suggesting things that weren’t present in his words.

They couldn’t help the way they sank back into the chair, clutching the book to their chest and lowering their head. Whether it was in protection of themself or to hide their emotions, even they weren’t certain.

When the demon made a noise of surprise, they looked up again to find him much closer than before. “What exactly am I wearing?” The smolder in his voice had dropped completely, replaced by surprise that caused them to laugh.

“I was curious about that myself, actually,” they responded.

“Well, then, darling, could you please enlighten me as to why I’m currently wearing an oversized sweater and a pair of very soft sweatpants? I must admit, this isn’t the most clothing I’ve ever been summoned in but it is a very strange choice.”

They laughed again. “Well, that truly depends on your rules, my good sir.”

He paused his surveil of his sweater to look back up at them, eyes hinting at things once more. “Oh? It’s ‘sir’ is it now? I can work with that.”

Their eyes widened. “Wait, wait, wait, don’t just jump on that!”

He laughed, back in his element. “I’ll go as slow as you like, darling. As slow as you can take if you want. All you have to do is ask, baby.”

They held out a hand as he came close enough to their chair to lean over them. His chest bumped their hand and they could feel the softness of the sweater beneath their fingers. “Now hold on just a moment!”

He backed up. “Have I been doing something wrong? What kind of foreplay is this?”

“It’s not foreplay!” Their voice came out louder than they intended to, their cheeks heating up even further. “Could you please just listen for a minute!”

“Okay, okay, calm down, babe. There’s no need to get so upset and raise your voice. Just take a deep breath for me. I’ll stay right over here, you won’t have to worry about me coming any closer.” He gracefully crossed his legs and lowered himself to the floor in a single smooth motion.

They took a few deep breaths and listened to him continuing to talk. “That’s it, what a good little human. A few more deep breaths and you can tell me exactly what you want. After all, I’m here to serve you in any way you want me to.”

When they got their emotions and breathing under control, they started talking again. “I had been reading up on Succubus lore.”

“I figured as much, how else would you know about me?” He smiled, smugness tinging the edges of it.

They gave him a look to be quiet and he nodded, eyes clear and calm. “Two things I read intrigued me more than anything else. One source said that Succubi get their energy from physical touch, no matter the form.”

He nodded and hummed an affirmative. “That’s right. We prefer sensual touches as that provides a greater amount of energy all at once and keeps us satisfied for longer. But yes, any form of touch with a human provides us energy and sustenance.” He grinned. “It’s just easiest to eat a soul when they’re laid out before you so nicely.”

They took a sharp intake of breath before continuing. “The other is that the Succubi, and by extension Incubi but I’m just using it as a blanket term here, appear in the form of the summoner’s ideal lover.”

He chuckled. “Yes, more or less, Succubi can be used as a blanket term for any demon who gains energy from physical touch. And, your source is mostly correct. We appear in the form of the summoner’s ideal person. That is, the most attractive being the summoner can imagine, not necessarily their ideal lover. Although, that is indeed one way of looking at it.”

They nodded. “Okay, yeah, that makes sense.”

“Now, did you really just summon me to give you a lesson on Succubi? Or is there something else you would rather be doing? Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t mind being the teacher if you were my student.” There he went again with the sultry and suggestive voice that made them shiver just slightly.

“Um, no, I did have more in mind than just a lesson in demons.”

He stood, the motion so fluid they had to take a moment to stare at the way he moved, and came closer. Leaning over them, he placed his hands on the arms of the chair they were still sitting in and spoke close to their ear in a whisper. “Well, then, what did you have in mind, my good little human?”

They forgot how to breathe for a moment before regaining their composure and saying what they’d been meaning to say this whole conversation. “I was hoping for cuddles.”

He pulled back, a look of shock painting his features. “Apologies, I may have misheard, did you say ‘cuddles’? You summoned a succubus for cuddles?” He laughed. “I’d honestly be shocked if we hadn’t already been talking for quite a while with no advances made on your part. So, what kind of ideal partner am I for you?”

“I don’t know. Someone large enough to hold me comfortably, soft enough to be nice to be held by. . . “ Their voice trailed off, embarrassment covering their words.

He hummed. “Come on, little one, keep talking. What was all this about?”

They sighed. “I don’t know,” their voice came out just short of a whine and they had to take a moment to stop it from just being that. “I’m touch starved and was wanting someone to hold me. I don’t know much about why I thought this was a good idea beyond that. Maybe it was curiosity. If I don’t feel sexual attraction and your whole thing is coming in as the most sexually attractive partner, what would that mean? How would that look?” Their voice trailed off again and their next words came out in almost a whisper. “Maybe this was a bad idea.”

“Hey, now, no, it’s not a bad idea. I’ll admit that is a solid reason for summoning me. If you’re looking for someone to cuddle you, I seem like the perfect person. Soft clothes and hair, muscular arms, tall and lanky, I’m the ideal cuddle partner it seems! Come on, I was summoned for a job, I’m going to do it. Besides,” he chuckled, “it might be nice to be able to feed without having to feel exhausted afterwards.”

They laughed softly. “If you’re sure.”

He crept closer once more. “This is going to be the easiest job of my career. Now, come here, darling, let me hold you.”

In one swift movement, he picked them up and cradled them in his arms. He looked down at them, a soft smile playing at his lips. “Yes, I think I really will enjoy this job. Now,” he shifted them to be better supported, tilting their head into his neck, “where would you like to cuddle? On the chair you were just on? Or, perhaps your bed would be a better place?”

They allowed themself to bury their head in his neck, taking a moment to marvel at his scent of old books. “The bed would probably be better.”

“The bed it is. I’m assuming it’s through this door.”

They didn’t pay attention to the way he wandered the space, carrying them as if they weighed no more than a child to him. All they remembered was when he placed them down in their bed, taking a moment to pull the book from their grasp and setting it on the side table before curling up with them.

“How would you best like to be held? Spooning? Facing me? Lying on my chest? Any position is alright with me, although I do prefer skin to skin contact as that is the best way to feed.” He chuckled.

They shyly rolled up their sleeves before rolling to face him. They looked up at him briefly before scooting forward. Their head next to his shoulder, face tucked back into his neck, they wrapped their arms around his waist and slid them under his sweater. Their fingers twisted the hem of the fabric as his arms curled around their back.

“Oh, facing me? Alright, little one, come here.” He hummed, content. “You fit perfectly in my arms and the way you’re holding me? That’s perfect.”

They looked up at him, hesitation keeping them tense. “Really?”

“Yes, this is a very comfortable position. A lot more comfortable than the naps I usually get.” He laughed, the sound musical and flowing through the room. “Is it alright if I play with your hair?”

They sighed, feeling one of his arms curl around them, and let their muscles relax into his warmth. “Please? That would be really nice.”

“Mmm, with such enthusiastic consent, how can I resist it now?” He chuckled, his whole chest vibrating with the action, and slipped his fingers into their hair. His pointed nails trailed gently over their scalp. Before they knew it, his other hand was creeping up their back and under their shirt, the pads of his fingers and his palm roaming up and down their back.

They both stayed like that for a moment, the only sounds being his breathing and his movements. Then, right when they were feeling like they’d drift off, he spoke again.

“May I kiss you? I know you said no sexual acts, but is that allowed?”

Almost reluctantly, they pulled their face away from his neck. He was looking down at them so sweetly, they were nodding before they’d even registered the action. He leaned down, lips feather-light against their cheek. For the next few minutes, that’s all that happened, him dropping gentle kisses to their cheeks and forehead and neck.

When he pulled back, their eyes stayed closed, expecting him to keep kissing as he had been. Only when they didn’t feel him again did they open their eyes and look at him. “Is something wrong?”

He stared at them, eyes half lidded. “I want your permission before I proceed.” His eyes stayed locked on their lips.

They were quite certain they knew what he was asking of them but they wished to make sure. “How would you be proceeding?”

“So far, I’ve only pressed kisses to your face and neck but I’m finding myself unsatisfied with simply that. May I kiss you? Genuinely kiss you?”

“Oh. Um, yes, you may.”

“Thank you.” His words came out in a whisper.

He smiled and leaned down to kiss their nose before shifting further, lips slotting over their own. For a moment, that’s all it was: his breath ghosting over their lips, hot and gentle and steady. Then, he finally connected their lips and it felt like magic. He moved and they moved with him, breathing into the kiss and reveling in the feeling of it. His hand in their hair shifted, carding through their locks and binding them further to him, pulling them inexorably closer to him. He hummed into the connection, a noise of satisfaction that sent a thrill through their very soul.

Time lost all meaning in that moment but when they finally parted, neither was breathing lightly but both were feeling content. His hand went back to playing with strands and sections of their hair, a gentle motion accompanied occasionally by the faint scrape of his nails on their scalp.

He hummed again. “That was wonderful. If I weren’t a hellish creature, I might even say that it was divine.” He chuckled, his chest pressed so close to theirs they felt his heartbeat in that moment.

He shifted, gently pulling their head to his shoulder. They squirmed around a little bit until they were able to press their head against his chest and feel his heartbeat. They sighed, one hand running up and down his back while the other stayed playing with the edge of his sweater, and it was their turn to hum contentedly. “This is nice.”

He chuckled again and they were able to feel it radiate through his chest this time. “I’m glad you find me so comfortable. It’s nice to know that me feeding off your energy is satisfying for you. Although, mentioning that, you should probably sleep. I am quite literally draining your energy right now. If you sleep, we can both recharge properly.”

They didn’t want to voice the doubts lingering in them but the words rose unbidden to their lips. “Are you going to leave in the night?”

“Don’t worry, little one, I’ll still be here when you wake up. I’ll stay for as long as you want me to.”

They hummed. “And what if I don’t want to sleep? I’m perfectly content just laying here with you like this, no matter how draining it is for me.”

“I can already see your eyes drooping shut, you’re going to fall asleep sooner or later if we stay like this. I can be quite comfortable and convincing when I want to be.”

“And how do I know that?” Their brow furrowed with the conflicting thoughts and emotions running across their mind.

He shushed them gently. “You’re safe here, just snuggle up against me and fall asleep.”

They hummed but gave in, allowing him to lull them to sleep. The warmth that he radiated was positively delicious; the way his heart beat steadily beneath their ear in tempo with his breathing was the best lullaby they could ever ask for.

His hand in their hair ran through the strands in the same pattern as his hand on their back went up and down. Every sensation combined to be a wonderful symphony that soothed them into a deep sleep.

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There's a vague idea for a sequel to this but nothing's set in stone just yet.

#asexual listener #succubus speaker #suggestive conversation #flirting #cuddles #kisses #ace writes

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flowering-darkness · 2 months

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3, 5 and 6 for Lorenza!

Thank you very much for these questions, friend!~

(question source: "ask game: self-insert lore" by celestialship)

..My answers got a bit long; I hope that this is alright.

3. how do the other characters generally feel about your self-insert? - Suspicious, is generally the first thing! Lorenza does tend to carry herself with as much decorum and proper manners as she can, so there’s less of the typical revilement that I imagine most voidsent tend to generate. Even so, it’s pretty clear from the outset that she is not an ordinary individual, even if I do imagine that she glamours a lot of her less human traits (like her wings..) to avoid as much suspicion - so there would still be a lot of speculation. The company she keeps is generally sufficient to stave off any outright accusations, but I do imagine that even said company would be wary at first. After all, with her intelligence, who knows what she could really be planning? And nobody trusts people tied to the Darkness, not when their only frame of reference for that is the Ascians.

By the end of the story, though, I like to think that she definitely earns a place of respect among the Scions, particularly the more academically-inclined. She very much proves that the extent of her motives is to keep herself safe and sated - she has no interest in or intention to harm Eorzea as a whole, and becomes happier to accompany the others in their endeavours once they give her a chance. So, what started out as a general sentiment of “how do we know you’re not on their side” and then became “I’m glad you’re on our side” has now shifted into a more genuine “I’m glad you’re with us”. I don’t think many people are aware that she’s a princess until after Endwalker, but they probably won’t think of her differently for it (or just think it explains a lot about how she carries herself), because it isn’t like she’s been lording it over them all the whole time. So, it works out!

5. does your self-insert have any special powers or abilities? - Lorenza is quite magically capable, especially since coming to the Source and having much more ready access to enough aether to cast spells with (which is part of why she’s able to maintain a form of glamour on herself to stop people constantly making a big deal of her wings and things). As a voidsent who has dwelled on the Thirteenth since before it became the void it is now, she is quite used to being aether-starved, so the fact that she can still weave strong sorcery is a testament to her own power and ability to be efficient with aether.

In terms of other abilities, I do like to think that she can fly or at least float, but it would be very taxing (and the size of her wings fluctuates a lot over the story anyway), plus she often draws from ambient environmental aether when in combat to help her out, so she almost never goes very high off the ground. An exception would be the first time she shows that she can do this, which is in Dun Scaith. She can also possess vessels, including whoever she makes a pact with (which includes K’pheli, Clio, or Tsutsuji depending on verse) - but she does not use this ability often, nor maliciously. She likes her own form, thank you very much!

6. does your self-insert have any pets? - Well.. Lorenza is usually accompanied by a little wind-up succubus doll that floats around and sometimes investigates or chuckles at things in her vicinity. Since it looks like a miniature toy form of actual succubi, but also seems to act of its own accord in a way that implies it isn't just a wind-up doll after all, many would be inclined to draw the conclusion that it is Lorenza's pet of sorts, in the same way that one might think of a mage's familiar as a pet.

This would not be quite correct!

The "wind-up succubus" is just as real of a succubus as any you might encounter as an enemy in-game; more specifically, she is what remains of an actual real succubus who unfortunately had almost her entire essence consumed by other voidsent, leaving her in a vastly reduced form. It's possible that, if provided with enough aether, she could regain a larger form.. but that still wouldn't restore her full humanity, and she seems content enough to stay hanging around on Lorenza's shoulder anyway. So, while she isn't a pet, she is technically what comes closest.

(Unless I do something with the black-plumed birds, that is.)

Thank you very much again for sending in these questions, Merlin! I hope that you have a good day~

#heart of the void #self‑inserts #my self‑inserts #self‑insert: void‑kissed princess (lorenza)#of shards and crystal (final fantasy)#..I can't actually remember whether I prefix the series tags or not but I suppose it would technically be more consistent to do so #out of the inbox #selfshipping asks #merlin tag!#fun fact: the succubus companion is the counterpart shard of someone else in the story #which of course begs the question of who..?~#also wow I really have just made her aria 2.0 (as in my kingdom hearts self-insert) haven’t I #what a shame (said sarcastically/light-heartedly)

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