Succu-blush

[IsabellaRose]

“Target acquired.”

Serava Nightwhisper, proud first-year student of the Infernal Academy for Seduction Arts, stood confidently in the mortal realm, one stiletto heel planted on a desk. Her crimson tail flicked with purpose. Her barely-there uniform was technically school-appropriate… if the school was within one of the provinces of Hell. In the mortal realm, the amount of bare flesh revealed would be considered scandalous at best. Her body was her weapon, and showing it was firing the first shot.

Across the room sat her target: a mortal boy. Glasses. Books. Faint scent of vanilla shampoo. 

“You are in the presence of a succubus,” Serava purred, her voice sultry, like a chocolate fountain you’re not supposed to touch. “Tremble, mortal. Swoon. Submit.”

He blinked. “...are you in drama club?”

She staggered, tail going stiff. “What...?! No! I am your worst, but also most delicious, nightmare!”

He raised a brow. “You walked into the classroom wearing that and expected me to tremble?”

“No, I expected you to... ugh! ...listen, it’s my first field assignment, okay? You’re supposed to fall for me! I studied all the poses!” She dropped her shoulder, arched her back, and leaned forward with a smoky gaze, textbook “Succubus Tier 1: Beginner’s Seduction Stance.” ...except that the desk leg she was leaning on gave a soft creak.

CRACK.

She yelped, stumbled, rolled, and landed face-first into his lap. 

Silence.

She froze. He froze. Her cheek was definitely... against... something.

He stared down, expression unreadable. “Um…”

She exploded upward like a spring-loaded bat out of hell, hands flying to her flaming-red cheeks.

“I-didn't mean to do that! Don’t read into it!”

He tilted his head. “...Did you just go all tsundere on me?”

“No!!” but yes. Serava scrambled backward, knocking over a chair, tail tangled in the leg. Her wings flapped once, then folded tightly behind her back. This was not how her mentor said it would go.

“I practiced in the mirror for weeks!” she said, sniffing, holding back tears. “I whispered dark temptations! I did the hip sway thing!”

“You did sway,” he admitted.

She glared, but then asked, “seductively?”

“More like someone trying to sneak a watermelon past airport security.”

Serava shrieked in indignation. Her blush somehow deepened. “You... you’re supposed to be powerless against me!”

He smiled. “Maybe I like flustered girls better... I'm definitely more interested now.”

She made a choked sound in her throat and immediately tripped over her own tail trying to flee, falling onto her back, legs splayed out, staring up at him, her micro skirt riding dangerously high, stiletto's sliding across the floor ineffectually as she tried to pull herself together.

[WickedCadrach]

Aiden Monroe was somewhat used to being pranked, and while they weren't usually this... elaborate... he still smelled all the familiar beats he'd stepped to in the past. A pretty girl—in this case, gorgeous—an accident designed to play on his sympathy, and finally (he was sure) there would be some hidden trap ready to spring on him the second he tried to help. This pattern was partly why he was in one of the unused lecture hall classrooms instead of studying in the library or any of the common areas where his peers could more easily find him. 

Glancing up from the prone girl to the closed door of the classroom, Aiden wondered if he'd really been so absorbed in his studying that she'd just walked in without him realizing. It wasn't impossible, but something about her sudden appearance felt a bit... well... sudden. 

Adjusting his glasses, the boy blinked down at the fallen 'succubus'. He didn't recognize her. She was cute though. And the tight, sexy-Halloween school uniform she was wearing had his attention even before she had fallen face first into his lap. And between the cute wrinkle in her cherubic nose and the way her wide, dark eyes flashed in embarrassment, there was certainly something brewing bellow his belt beyond what her fall against him had set off. 

"Quit staring, you weirdo!" The girl brushed her knees with a red-faced pout that spread to her neck, blinking and averting her eyes as she pulled her legs together to stand, only to drop once more onto her hip with a squeak as the heel of her stiletto popped. "Stupid desk... *grumble grumble*... cheap mortal heels... *grumble...*"

It would be pitiful, Aiden decided, if not for the way her skirt kept slipping nearly off the curve of her hip, simultaneously making him blush in more than one place himself. 

With a sigh, Aiden closed his book and took a step toward her, leaning down with a hand on his knee and the other extended. Prank or no, he couldn't just leave her lying like that, and if this put him in position to have a bucket of ketchup dropped on his head or his pants yanked down by some ninja freshman waiting in the wings, well, so be it. 

"Here. Let me help you up. You're not hurt are you?"

The girl hesitated, looking at the hand suspiciously a moment as she chewed on some unspoken thought. Aiden's lips pulled to one side in a resigned smirk. 

"Look, up until the desk broke, you were doing really good. I mean it. So... um... sexy. Right?" Wincing, he poked the bridge of his glasses to resettle them on his nose. "I mean, I don't know what the prank was, but you had me going... You certainly have my—" As he was speaking, the girl slipped off her other heel, and holding her shoes in one hand, took his offered palm in the other. She stood carefully, rising slowly to avoid slipping on her socks next, and with Aiden's support got to her feet in one smooth motion, but for a moment, the position gave Aiden a clean view through her scandalous top into the soft curves of her cleavage, so deep that he could see her navel below the bottom of the crop top's hem. "—m-my attention."

And she definitely did. In face, she also had him 'at attention'. And realizing his situation, Aiden swallowed and did what any boy does when reality begins to too closely approach fantasy, that is, he did the wrong thing.  

"Your tail is very cool, too. How do you get it to move on its own like that?" Taking hold of the swaying succubus tail, Aiden gave a little tug.