[Spirit of Lust] Chapter 80: A proper explanation. (Patreon)

It couldn’t get more surreal than it already was. Reina had invited five humanoid looking… demons, fiends, monsters or whatever into her apartment. They took spots on her couch and other chairs, looking at the place full of curiosity and awe. Her body still shook from the absurdity of it all, but nevertheless forced herself to move.

Every electric appliance in the building was fried and there was no running water. It was like someone had picked up the building, broke every connection to cables and pipes, and then put it back in this strange wasteland. And thus, acting mostly out of fear, Reina offered the… incubi food and a place to rest. And she really did mean food, not sex. She offered them what little she had. Cans of tuna, bread, cheese, leftover rice she had in her broken fridge and bottled water.

The incubi ate like it all was all ambrosia.

“We’re thankful,” Azazel bowed down in his seat. “Though our primary source of sustenance is sex, our bodies still require proper food. As we grow weaker, hunting becomes more difficult. We would’ve been grateful for scraps, but that you’d give us these delicacies…!”

“THANK YOU VERY MUCH!” the other incubi exclaimed in unison.

“N-No, this is nothing…” Reina tried to laugh it off. “I can’t offer you any other things since none of my stuff works…” She had frozen meats and pasta, but with no gas, water or electricity, she couldn’t cook any of them.

“You’ve really never seen bread before?” Ruth asked them, curious.

“…I saw it as a child, once. A whole basket of it being carried to the queen’s castle. Never thought I’d ever get to taste it,” Azazel said after swallowing some. There were some crumbs around his mouth that made Reina want to laugh, but she held it in. It just looked so out of place!

“Azazel, was it? Do you mind if we ask you some questions?” Reina said.

“Answering your questions is the least I could do after the hospitality you’ve shown us. But if you wouldn’t mind, may we please know your names first?”

“Oh. Sure. My name’s Reina, and this is my friend Ruth.”

“A pleasure,” Ruth nodded. Her body was stiff. She was just as uneasy as Reina. “So… What is this place? Where are we?”

“The wasteland on which once stood a kingdom whose name has been forgotten entirely. But given your looks, this building and your confusion, that’s not the answer you seek, am I correct?” asked Azazel. Reina and Ruth nodded. “I know what you are,” he continued. “But only from stories I’ve heard. You’re humans, are you not? From a world separate from our own?”

The words chilled Reina’s chest. So… it was true? They really were in some sort of other world?

“We are human, yeah, but… we don’t know anything about other worlds,” she said.

“I don’t blame you,” Azazel nodded. “Were it not for this world stirring recently, I would’ve kept believing those to be nothing but stories. A foreign building and its inhabitants suddenly appearing in the middle of nowhere would make most start considering the possibilities, at the very least."

“So you have no idea how we came here, then. Or… How we could go back,” Ruth said, shoulders slumping in resignation.

“I’m afraid not, Ms. Ruth,” Azazel shook his head.

Reina blinked, then an idea came to her mind. “Oh, that’s right! You said you’d smelled our… scent, and that’s why you came here, right? Did you happen to catch another female scent along with ours? Maybe outside of the building?”

The Asian woman they met at the entrance a while ago. She seemed to know this was going to happen. Was she here? Was she the cause of it all?

Azazel’s eyebrows rose, and he shared a look with his friends, all of whom nodded in return. “As a matter of fact, we did,” he said. “It was getting further away from us, so we opted for checking this place out instead of pursuing her. Regrettably… We’ve yet to find women from whom we can feed.”

Reina swallowed nervously, not daring to speak what was on her mind. Truth was, there were other women in the building. Married women with their families. Were Reina to bring that up… what would these incubi do to them? She would admit to feel sorry for them, since from their short conversation they didn’t seem like bad people, but they were desperate enough to attempt to assault her. And speaking of…

“Hey, Azazel…” Reina swallowed. “What did you mean by saying we belonged to someone else?”

Azazel frowned and let out a soft groan that was echoed by his friends. “We incubi are creatures that primarily feed on sex. Or rather, we feed on the sexual energy produced by an orgasm not our own. As such, we have developed senses to tell us the information we need, mainly through smell. We can tell if a woman is a virgin, if she’s in her period, or even if she’s carrying some sort of disease. What you’re oozing, however, is a smell like none other I’ve sensed before. It’s strong, equal in both of you, and it leaves me with no doubt. You two have shared pleasure with one who wields sexual magic even stronger than ours, and his powers are protecting you even from afar. I’d wager the reason you are conscious in this world, unlike the others in the building, is because of this protection.”

“William…?” Ruth muttered.

“Then it really is true,” Reina sighed with a small smile and shook her head. “Will does have sex powers.”

“Hey, Azazel,” spoke another one of the incubi. “I agree that we should not touch these women. I don’t want to become an enemy of someone who can leave such a noticeable mark. But there are other women in this building.”

Reina and Ruth shared a panicked glance.

“They might be unconscious, but we have no other choice,” spoke another incubus. “Even killing those kobolds took all five of us to sneak up on them. We’re in a pathetic state. We’ll never rescue our women if we waste the one chance we’ve had in weeks!”

Azazel grimaced. He grit his teeth and tightly held his hands together, pressed against his forehead. Then… he nodded. “Yes, we have no choice.” He looked at Reina and Ruth with an apologetic face. “We will not touch you, but regrettably, we can’t afford to do the same for the other women here. I do not like it, but the survival of our clan is our priority.”

“W-W-Wait!” Ruth started. “D-Do you really not have other women with you? Like… girlfriends or… I don’t know… s-succubi?”

“We used to…” an incubus said. “But…”

“The succubi from our clan were taken away,” Azazel said, voice almost cracking with pain. “Our men were killed and our women kidnapped. We five are all that remains, and every day that passes we grow weaker, further unable to rescue those taken from us. We need to do this.”

“B-But the women here have families!” Ruth insisted.

“…We promise to treat them carefully,” Azazel said, eyes cast downward.

Reina racked her brain so hard it caused her a headache. There should be something she could do! She understood the situation these men were in, but at the same time she couldn’t just let them rape the other women. It wasn’t about logic. Reina just couldn’t sit back while other women were taken advantage of.

The incubi wouldn’t touch her or Ruth, but… No. No, no, no. She would not offer herself either. Regardless of the weird state of her relationship with William at the moment, she made an earnest promise to never betray him, and she would not break that. From the time she’d known him, she was sure her sleeping with these incubi would hurt him deeper than anything else. But… she had to do something!

Reina looked towards Ruth, hoping the blonde would give her a solution. And though Ruth said nothing, looking like she was going through a similar struggle in her head, Reina had an idea, one that Will would probably be okay with.

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Author's Note: I'm hoping the tone is clear with just the writing, but just in case I'm putting a note here. 

Though this storyline will deal slightly with themes of rape and sexual violence in certain cases, I'm hoping to do this carefully and never explicitly. It's difficult to say what I have in mind without going into spoilers for what I have planned, but I want to say that I won't be doing things like making the main cast of girls be raped by monsters, or cheating on Will or hurtful cuckoldry. If you have any specific fears and want them adressed, leave a comment and I'll asnwer as best I can.

I'm very aware this is a sensitive topic, which is why I'm writing a note. I'm not going for a tone shift in which this is sudenly a grimdark story to pull the rug from under readers. I'll be doing this as carefully as I can, and feedback would be appreciated.