Handbook of Erotic Fantasy: Thief + Wizard, Part 1/4 - It’s Just Not the Same (Patreon)

It turned out that dating Succubus was a low-maintenance proposition. There were no fancy dinner dates. No elaborate gestures that had to be reciprocated. Certainly there wasn’t much in the way of drama. The only problem was that there wasn’t much of anything.

Oh sure, the sex was fantastic. A pair of prehensile tails properly entwined is its own kind of magic, and both women—the full-blooded fiend and the half—had taken ample advantage of their extra appendages. Thief hadn’t even known that there was such a thing as a “tail dom,” much less that she was one. Hearing Succubus gasp in surprise had been especially gratifying.

There was an undeniable element of danger as well. Will she try to use Draining Kiss on me this time? Am I charmed right now? How would I even know? That uncertainty was intoxicating. And yet….

“Why do you even own a dragon costume?”

Thief stopped short of the bedside. She laughed lightly, but it sounded tinny in her own ears. “I got it second-hand,” she said. “It was going to be part of our disguise kit, but then Wizard got this idea for a little Princess + Dragon ERP. So I made a few modifications, and—”

“You really shouldn’t make Craft checks untrained. That thing is hideous.”

“Oh. Yeah, I guess it is.” Thief blushed a pretty violet. It had never seemed embarrassing until now. She’d always relished the chance to play the helpless damosel (even if her tail liked to be assertive, the rest of her didn’t always agree). More to the point, watching Wizard blow spell slots on fire breath “for the sake of the character” had been oddly charming. Then there was the draconic dirty talk: The threats to take away Thief’s gold; to crush her armies; to burn her kingdom to ash and cinders if she refused to reveal the location of her family’s heirloom orb of dragonkind. The monologues about the superiority of hexapodal anatomy had always seemed a bit much, but you could never say that Wizard didn’t commit to the role.

“No! Not my vast stores of inherited gold and valuable land titles!”

“Oh yes!” the dragon would roar. “Down to your last copper piece! For my species is noted for its acquisitiveness, and I shall wallow in the stolen wealth of you lesser races! Scream all you like princess, for I will surely devour you whole.”

Gods it was hot when Wizard talked about grand larceny! The devouring bit wasn’t too bad either.

“What are you smiling about?” asked Succubus.

Thief blinked out of her revery. Given the extra sets of eyes, it took her a moment. “Sorry?” she said.

“You’re smiling wistfully,” said the scarlet beauty, not looking up from her reading. “Stop it. It makes your face less attractive.”

“Right,” said Thief. She looked down at the costume in her hands, and an odd feeling began to well within her then. She couldn’t quite name it. Or if she could, she didn’t particularly want to. And whatever this unwelcome feeling might actually be, she felt quite certain that it was not in any way regret.