Ruined skirt

Commission for @kitsunenz

Request: Succubus leaves a magical mark on her trans girlfriend that has her magically edging the entire day, causing her to be tenting her skirt through work. When she finally gets home her succubus girlfriend rewards her endurance and embarrassment with an explosive finish. Your choice if it's completely consensual or not.

Succubus x trans fem!reader || edging, dub-con

You are choosing what to wear to work today when you see the pretty pink skirt your girlfriend wore to your first date. Back when you didn’t know she was a pleasure demon, back when you only saw her as a normal human… Then she dropped her glamour at the end of the night and you saw her for the first time and were enchanted by her.

She was mesmerizing, still is. Her red skin and tiny horns, her long (loooooooong) tongue and her too sharp teeth. Her soft tail that she loved to use it to tease your dick when you two played… Such a pretty monster. Your monster. She was amazing in every way possible and you think you fell in love with her right that first night. So that particular skirt drove you right in, bringing back all the memories from that night.

You don’t think twice before grabbing it and putting it on, twirling in front of the mirror and thinking if you should change.

You hear someone whistle at you from the bed, your girlfriend is awake. “Look at you! You look so pretty in that skirt. You should borrow it.” You feel your face blush as she compliments you, like every single time she does. You still couldn’t believe someone as hot as her would be in love with someone like you, but dang if you aren’t glad about it.

You stutter at her compliment, “I- Are you sure? I don’t want to ruin it.” You realize as soon as that leaves your mouth how stupid it is. How would you even ruin a skirt? It’s not like you are wearing it to a party, it’s just your desk job in a normal shift.

“How would you?” Her question mimics your own inner thoughts, “I love you in skirts, you know that.” She smirks, and you know what she’s thinking: easy access. She does compliment you extra hard when you wear skirts, and she always grabs a handful of your ass every time you pass closer to her. The thought of her doing that right now makes you want to scream and your dick to give a twitch inside your panties.

“Oh, okay.” You mutter, twirling around as she moves her finger. You giggle as she applauds you, making you feel like a thousand bucks in that cheap skirt you stole from her. She has a gift for that, for making you feel like you are the most precious woman in the whole room, and she gets it done every time.

“Come here, give me a kiss.” You smile at her and do just that, leaning over her body still in bed until your lips meet.

She grabs your neck and pulls, making you fell on top of her. Her tail comes around your middle as she fondles your ass and bites your lips. You groan against her mouth and you feel her drawing patterns with her tail against your lower back, smiling.

You push her back onto the bed softly, kissing the tip of her cute red nose. “Stop it, I’ll be late.” You giggle.

She moves her tail against you for a few more seconds before nodding and apologizing. “Sorry, honey. I’ll see you later…” You think you hear her chuckle as you leave, but you don’t know for sure, already in a hurry.

The heat starts as soon as you sit down back in the office, a low thrum in your abdomen that makes you twitch in your seat. It’s a weird sensation, like you are burning in low heat. But bit by bit you start getting more and more hot, having to grab some papers to fan your heated face. You are sweating, your lower back trembling.

It only grows from there. Every few minutes you feel more and more heat, now localized in your lower half. You start to feel an arousal so big it starts to make you uncomfortable. Your skirt tenting under your desk. At some point, when your dick feels like it’s about to burst and you don’t know how to tell your next desk collague that you can’t go with her to get coffee, you send your girlfriend a text.

She answers too quickly, and you instantly know she’s up to something.

TheHotOne: sorry honey, I might have done something naughty ;)

You: what are you talking about? What did you do?

TheHotOne: have a nice day, I’ll be home waiting ;) ;)

Two winky face emojis. She definitely did something naughty. You don’t even bother with sending her a new message, you already know what that means. You walk to the bathroom as subtly as you can with a raging hard on tenting your skirt. You stare at your flushed face across the mirror. You raise your shirt and see it. There, a red flaming mark on your lower back. Damn her.

Not knowing what to do about whatever enchantment she drew on you, you lock yourself in a cubicle and try to jerk off, trying to get some relief. It doesn’t work. You try and try, but it’s only making you more needy, more desperate. You are edging yourself on your own, and you are sure she already knew that was going to happen.

It doesn’t work to the point it only makes you leak more and feel like your skin is on fire. Damn her. Why would you have to fall in love with a succubus? Ugh. She is always teasing you and loves to make you squirm, edging you for hours. But she never did anything like this, teasing you during work hours… You try to be mad, but deep down you know that it’s only turning you on more. The fact that she did this, the fact that she could control your body so easily… It’s driving you insane with desire.

You wobble your way back to your desk and try to act normal as you see your skirt moving softly every time your dick twitches. You do practically nothing all day, trying to act occupied every time someone passes your desk. But your focus is elsewhere, your focus is in your lower half, where your dick is so hard you fear it’s going to stain your skirt.

By the time you get home, you are desperate and ready to burst. “How could you…” You don’t get to finish your sentence before she’s covering your mouth and grabbing your hands behind your back with her tail. You groan, the contact with her skin making you even more needy.

She kisses you hard. “Now, now, honey… I’ve been wanting to make you beg all day.” Her teasing tone is annoying, but you don’t care about anything. Your need to come way beyond anything you’d ever felt before.

“I’ll beg now. Right now. Please, please…” You whine, you would fall to your knees if she wanted. If she asked that, you’d gladly do it.

She caresses your face, wiping away a lonely tear. “Oh honey, not yet. Sit your pretty ass in the bed, take it all off… minus the skirt.” She points to your shared room and pats your ass as you move.

You comply, making your way to the room and sitting down, throwing your top and bra along the way. You lower your panties as she stands before you, naked and glowing, the prettiest girl you’ve ever seen. She falls to her knees and launches for you so fast you have zero seconds of reaction before you are screaming and falling down on the bed. She sucks on your sensitive skin as she gropes your tits, pinching your nipples in the most sensual caress. You cry out as her fangs scratch you, pain and pleasure intertwined inside of you.

You are about to come when she stops. She kisses all over your hips and thighs, edging you more, as if you didn’t have enough after a whole day of it. “Please, please… Have mercy on me.” You feel the tears running down freely.

She drives back under the skirt, sucks harder, making you leak all over her lips as she says, “but you beg so prettily, you look so beautiful when your eyes are glassy and your back arched…” You feel the tip of her tail against your hole as she pokes and probes. You are so close, so, so close. “None of that, come on, come here.” She moves, leaving you cold and ready.

She sits at your side and pulls at you, making you straddle her leg. “Ride me. Take your pleasure, let me see how pretty you look.” You grab her shoulders and start ridding, grinding your cock against her leg as she encourages you. “Come for me, honey. Make a mess.” At her command, you explode into a thousand pieces. “Good girl, such a pretty thing. Look how messy you got…” You look down, your hips still twitching. There’s a big stain right over the skirt. Oh fuck.

“Oh no, I ruined your skirt…” You feel tears filling your ears in distress, your high leaving you extra sensitive.

She smiles tenderly at you, kissing you deeply. “I don’t care about the damn skirt, you looked so pretty I’m dripping wet. Throw that damn skirt away and fuck me like you mean it.” You grin at her, kissing her fiercely. You can do that.