Secret Hangouts and Hookups

It was a mix of a fresh atmosphere and a greater diversity in such a small area that had gotten the succubus drunk. The alien mixture bypassing all tolerance that had built up over thousands of years, swiping the slate clean. It was a breath of fresh air. Much needed too.

She was lured to the scent of lust emanating from the teens and young adults in the club. It wasn't hard getting in, nor was getting her fill of just by passing by. Why would it be when most of the people there were just a tiny flick away from giving into their primal instincts to mate. Despite being different, each species were more or less driven by the same force. At least that was what she learned the couple few nights since she got there.

But there was a surprise for her. She saw someone who she had recognized, someone she met over the weekend. A smile crept on her face, remembering how many times they had gotten together in the span of two days. A thirsty little angel. She couldn't help it. Angels were a treat.

Following him as he left, she got out through the same door and found him huddling under his own wings. "Fancy meeting you here," she said with a chuckle. She was leaning towards him, her hands clasped behind her, giving him a sickeningly sweet smile that could melt a heart, feigning an innocence she never had.

"So you remembered my name," she teased, chuckling. With how many times they did it, she would have been disappointed if he forgot. She could think of a number of ways to make sure he didn't forget.

She walked under his wings and made herself comfortable snuggling up to him for warmth. The cold wasn't bothering her so much, otherwise she would made herself a nice coat or sprout her wings out and wrap herself in them, but since he openly welcomed her, she gladly accepted his invitation.

"You could say that. I followed where the lust was coming from and it lead me to this place. Didn't expect to find you here. But maybe I should have. After all, you did call yourself a naughty boy, didn't you, Soren?"

Pure? She'd chuckle at the thought. If pure angels were like him, then she should have been thrown into this world a lot sooner. Traditionally their two races would battle it out to the death, but demons like Maya would rather have their battles elsewhere. There was no greater feeling than conquering angels, but now that that had passed, they were more of a nice treat.

"Trouble hmm? Did you find it?" she'd ask teasingly while her arms wrapped around his waist.

"Only a bit?" she chuckled, but looked unimpressed. "Surely someone like you could do better." Maya pressed her body against him, a corner of her lips rising to form a playful smirk.

With the question turned on her, she hummed in thought. "I was looking for someone to cuddle up to in bed. Maybe meet new friends along the way, but mostly just wanted to see the sights of the island. Stopped by for a quick snack, and saw your pretty little head of hair sneaking away."

Maya tilted her head to the side and pouted for him. "I thought for a second you were trying to hide from me."

"That's sweet of you to say."

Wrapped within his wings, the cold was soon replaced with the gentleness of their combined warmth. Feathers were great at keeping the cold out and locking the heat in. If she were the one who had her wings out, she would have offered him the same treatment.

A smile replaced the pout at his reply. "Maybe not, but it would be a fun game of hide and seek." Maya was fond of games. It added a little excitement to what could possibly be a monotone existence.

For some people, living for sex is a dream come true, but those who are forced to take that literally know how much of a chore that becomes at times. Maya knows the feeling too well. Life needed something mixed in to prevent that, and today, she felt an aerial stroll would be what this night needed.

"But since you brought it up, would you mind showing me to your favorite places? The air is a little cold, but flying should be smooth."