Chapter 3 - Chapter Two: Son and Storms.

"Is your Mistress a forgiving sort?" Sol asked as he ran hot water through his hair.  Beside him, with a body of soap and oil, Village cocked her head.  A quaff of suds rippled to the side.  "I am trespassing, aren't I?" He shrugged.  Villa laughed.  It was a gentle bubbly giggle.  Sol smiled.

"Young Magus," She began.  "If you were a trespasser, you'd be wishing you were dead."  She said simply, her hands running down his back, between the cheeks of his ass, over his taint and around his balls.  All while her chin rested on his shoulder."Believe me,"  Her grip became iron clad and Sol winced.  "However," As quick as it hardened, her grip was soap and silk again.  "If a rogue as darling as you were to cross my threshold uninvited," She wrapped her legs around his waist and he took hold of her hips. "I might just keep him."  He thrust into her and she gasped in pleasure, "I've always wanted a butler." she whispered through gritted teeth, Sol picking up his pace.

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"Will it be long before I can contact her?" Sol stood in a sunlight room as Villa wore a body of silks and ribbons.  She ran over ever inch of Sol, measuring him out, and gathering a few choice pieces of fabric to drape on him. "Villa?"

"Not long." She answered, admiring how he looked in almost nothing at all.  "That really should be me on you," a silk slipper foot poked between his legs where the breeze was most pleasant.  "The younger moon need only two more days before she's full.  Sheer gloves pointed upwards at the skylight.  Even in the late morning, the two moons were high over head.  One looked like it was almost full, while the other was a waning crescent.  "Are you anxious?"

"More than somewhat." Sol answered.  "You called me a mage, but I've no knowledge of magic outside fiction, games, and old myths." He explained.  Villa's stocking legs bent like knees as she pulled them up to her chin. 

"Well, there is the library, maybe you can find something there to help you?" She was genuinely curious what might happen.  It was interesting and fun, even after that wondrous party.  Villa stood up and lead Sol through her halls.  She blushed and gasped every time he ran a hand over some piece of her architecture or design that intrigued him.  Every time his fingertips grazed her interior, it felt as sensual and electric as if he were tickling her most intimate places.  She was simply glade he taken to wearing silk sandals instead of those boots, or worse going barefoot.  She might be a party-palace, but even she had to take a breath sometimes.

The library was a well lit room, at any time of the day.  Mirrors and window gave it great illumination; A stack of papers and writing utensils were prepared on the table in the center of the room.  "Thank you, Villa."  Sol ran his fingers over the garter belt that made her waist and she almost let her body fall apart at the thrill.  Something was happening.  This magus had more 'vigor' to him than most of her Mistress's most experienced guests.  Was it a result of growing up in world where magic slept?  She had to know, and understand, without letting the joys her Mistress granted her interfere. 

The Mistress would ask anyway.  She loved to know things, it let her plan so much more interesting games. 

"I'll leave you to your studies then, young master."  Her words were a reflex, a memory from when the Mistress's son studied here.  "Don't stay up too late."  She added.

Sol smiled and went over to the book shelves.  Most of the writing was in what Sol guessed were ideographs, rather than a phonetic alphabet.  However he did find something odd.  A matched pair of books, One was written in the ideograph language, and the other in English.  "A Journeyman's Transcription of the Core Laws and Spells of Magic.  Transcribed by Raine Felhollow." He read aloud.  Raine, perhaps a daughter of the Mistress?  All Succubai were all women, right? 

He opened the English copy of the book and smiled as it was written in clear and accessible handwritten.  He'd have to thank this Raine, and he imagined she'd have some ideas on how he'd do that.  It did occur to him that Raine might actually be the mother of Villa's Mistress, in which case he would be well and truly fucked.  Still the book seemed young so, worst case, Raine was a sister.  He might be able to handle that.  Maybe.

The book read exactly like a novice's guide to self teaching magic: Things to remember, things to forget.  What was fact, and what was a lie. Dangers, wonders, caution and motivation.  Sol lost track of time at it nearly dark when he reached the end of the first, 'level' of lessons.  He had been moving objects, lighting candles, and even exploded a coconut hanging in a tree just outside Villa.

The last lesson was Calling on a Demon.  When he turned the page, a large square of paper opened up like a centerfold spread.  It revealed a magic circle predrawn into the thick paper.  All it needed was magic and a name, and according to Raine's translation it would 'call on' the named demon 'from anywhere to here'.  It sounded like a communication spell, and Sol wondered if Villa had one built into her form somewhere that charged over time.

Here he had one at his finger tips and he could call her Mistress just fine.  However... better to test it.  He knew Raine Felhollow's name.  He could call her, thank her for leaving the book behind, and maybe see if she could pass on a message to Zynira!  "Easy." He placed his hands on the circle edges, focused his energy.and spoke the name into the circle.  "I call on thee, Raine Felhollow"  He felt a tingle across his body, and knew he'd made a mistake.  The circle erupted into a pillar of light.

Sol was thrown back into his chair as dark shadow formed in the center of the light.  It bloomed into an almost hourglass figure.  A narrow, tail uncurled and whipped out, as arms unfolded.  The light faded and Sol was looking up at one of the most glorious asses he'd ever seen.  It was just... perfect.  The most tappable ass he had ever laid eyes on.  The tail whipping back and forth ended in a cute pink heart shape and dainty green wings fluttered out from a back.

"What? Who summoned me?" The voice was adorable, and the short platinum locks that draped the head of Raine swished back and forth as she looked around.  "Wait, I know this room. Villa!"   At her name, Villa appeared, in a combination of her Oil-soap and Lace-Silk forms.  "What is going on.  Why am I back here?  How did you summon me?"  Raine crossed her arms as she floated, oblivious that her ass was pointed right at Sol.

"I did not summon you, young master."   Wait, master?  "Sol did."  She pointed at Sol, who looked back at Raine, who had turned around. That revealed that she, was in fact a he.  Quite a cutie at that.  His soft cheeks, his bright yellow eyes.  The sudden nervous gasp on his face.  He let out a girly squeak and floated backwards, bending his knees together and covering himself.  His manicured nails and fingerless gloves didn't do much good to cover the python dangling between his lush thighs.

Sol had never been with a man before, but the hard on he was getting told him his body was ready to give it a try.  Sol met Raine's eyes, and saw the nervousness in him.  Raine saw the lust building in Sol, and the Incubus's instincts kicked in, his own manhood rising.  Sol smiled, and decided to kick things off right.

"My Lord, Raine Felhollow."  He stood up and bowed formally.  "My sincerest apologizes for summoning so suddenly." The incubus seemed to reregister that he had indeed been summoned, looked down and saw the circle.
"My grimoire!"  He let out a yell.  "That's mine you, you-" He landed toe to toe in front of Sol, and gasped as his erection grazed against Sol's.
"Again, my lord, my apologizes." Sol held his hands, palms up, on either side of Raine.  "I was so engrossed in your immaculate translation I had to try every spell so far."
"You," Raine's face was flush, and he leaned forward in his stiletto heel boots to inch closer to Sol. "You shouldn't have done that without my permission."

The heat between their cocks was palpable.  Villa watched from every pane of glass, and her apparent body. 

"How would you like me to apologize, my lord?"  Sol offered.  If nothing else, he was having fun playing with the clearly flustered demon-boy.  Raine answered by placing his hands on Sol's shoulders and forcing him back into the chair.  The incubus crawled up onto Sol's lap, his thighs pinned down by the Incubus's knees.  Raine rose up so that his cock brushed up against Sol's chest.

"Lick it."  Raine whispered "Please?"  His order turned into a plea, and Sol decided to tease the lad.  Using only the tip of his tongue, Sol darted over the crown of the demon's erection.  Short lapping jabs down and across his shaft.  Raine pouted and placed his hands on Sol's head, pushing him down toward it.  "Not like that, more. Use your mouth."  His voice had more force behind it.  Sol's hands came up from his side and he cupped that wonderful ass in his hands.

Sol began to suck onto Raine's cock in earnest and the demon moaned softly, holding back his cry as he bit a knuckle.  A switch flipped in Sol's head as he lifted up Raine by his ass and took almost half of Raine's shaft into his throat.  Sol inhaled through his nose; his throat not completely obstructed, just yet.  Raine let out a yelp and a growl.  Sol pulled his legs together as Raine snapped his legs down onto the wide chair.

"Suck it all, damnit!"  He roared as he thrust forward, and began to face fuck Sol in earnest.  Sol moaned around the member.  The heat, the smell, the fucking taste of it was enchanting, and the rational part of his mind guessed that was to be expected.  Something about it made it easier to breath, he didn't gag at all and suddenly Raine started squirting pre into Sol's mouth and down his throat.  The taste, sweet like honey but it sparked an electric searing light down Sol's spine, and into his core.  His cock was rigid and aching but Sol needed something else.

When Raine bucked his hips in orgasm, Sol tipped his head back to accept the load of cum down his throat, but the Incubus pulled back till only the head of his cock rested on Sol's tongue.  White hot jizz flooded Sol's mouth as he swallowed on mouthful, then another, but the third, and fourth overflowed and down his chin.  He swallowed what remained in his mouth as Raine sank to his knees and, taking Sol's head in his hands, kissed him deeply. 

The incubus's oral organ slid between Sol's slips and over his lolling tongue.  It sought ever corner of Sol's mouth to gather the cum that wasn't swallowed, only to deposit it onto Sol's tongue.  Sol swallowed urgently, and Raine began to gather the cum that had slipped across Sol's face the same way, feeding it into the dazed human's mouth with his dexterous organ.  Sol was trying to gather how he felt so blissful when he hadn't even cum yet.  Yet, the fog of his brain was so clearly that of orgasm. It marveled him so much that he didn't resist as Raine fed him cum by the tongue load. 

When the demon was finished cleaning Sol, the human stared into the golden eyes and their black sclera.  "That." The incubus exhaled and the shy boy was back.  "Was a good apology."  He opened his mouth to speak, but the crash of thunder interrupted him, and Raine screamed aloud.  He hugged Sol close and shuddered until the rumble quieted down.  Raine looked at Sol and saw only a gentle smile, as the human held him.

"We should continue in my chambers..." Raine insisted and rose, still firm and erect.  He took Sol by the hands and lead him, alongside Villa, to a chamber that looked like some strange blend of a brothel chamber and a college boy's dorm room.  Posters of what Sol guessed were idols in demon culture were posted on the walls. the central bed was circular and looked especially comfortable. There was even a familiar, if skunky, scent in the air. "Now." Raine began, there was a soft rumble of thunder, and he cringed.  But it was muffled.  Thick canvases had been drawn over all the windows.  Raine smiled brightly at Villa as she bowed beside Sol.  "Now, I supposed you'll still want to use my grimoire for study."  He crossed his arms as he tried to seem upset. 

"With your lordship's permission, I would be honored." Sol kept up the 'lords and ladies' play. It seemed to be doing wonders so far.  "Though, with yourself present, perhaps I could impose on you for tutelage?" Raine's eyes were shock wide, but only for a flash, he laughed and turned his back on Sol. "My lord?" 

"If you want me to be your teacher," Rained bent over the bed with his ass up in the air.  His tail curled up and the heart shaped end pulled at one of his luscious ass checks.  "You're going to have to show how diligent a student you can be."  Sol smiled as he approached, He stood behind Raine and leaned in for a kiss, the Incubus leaned back to meet him and Sol felt his hand on Sol's balls.  Sol broke the kiss, only to resume it on Raine's chin, and began to creep the kiss down his neck,and back, and between his wings.  "What are you, oh!" He understood as Sol tongue reached his asshole.  "Very diligent." Sol tested and, when no unpleasantness met his tongue, dug in. 

"Very, very, diligent."  Raine shuddered as Sol rimmed him up and down and around.  A warm hand gripped his cock and Sol saw Villa at his side, lubbing his cock up with her soap oil fingertips.  Sol stood, the head of his cock at the entrance to Raine's ass.  "Fuck me already, damnit." The incubus ordered.  Sol obeyed and thrust forward.  A single smooth stroke and soon all of him was inside Raine's ass. The heat of it was unreal and the grip around his shaft was incredible.

"FUCK." Sol growled as he gripped the incubus's hips for a better grip.  "Okay, that's going to take some getting used to."  The soft heart of Raine's tail brushed under Sol's chin.  Sol met Raine's golden gaze and felt a surge of energy.  He started thrusting and drawing back, pistoning into the incubus with growing force.  Sol was fit, at the very least, and held a good rhythm as he built up a sheen and the incubus luxuriated in a fine ass reaming. Villa watched from the side as Sol fucked her young Master; her fingers melting into the lips of her pussy as she furiously tried to fuck herself to orgasm. 

Sol let out a yell as his body let loose a flood of seed into Raine's ass. Raine sang out in delight at the feeling. The energy, the vigor, it was so much, all at once!  He gripped the sheets and spread his wings out with a victorious scream to the heavens.  Sol collapsed onto Raine's back as his orgasm ebbed, but the slender incubus didn't buckle under the human's weight.  Instead, he skillfully slide around so Sol was spread out in the center of the bed.  Villa pouted as she was just on the edge of her own bliss, when Raine called her to the bed.

Villa's smile would have split a normal woman's face, she attended her master and coated his cock with a layer of lubricating oil and soap. Likewise she gently ran her fingertips down Sol's taint and around the virgin bud of his asshole. That jump started him awake and he sat upright, only to have Villa push him back down as she mounted his cock. "Oh yes...." She hissed as she slide up and down on his shaft. Raine knelt between Sol's knees and aimed for penetration. 

"I'll be gentle." He promised, and Sol felt his body relax at the words, even his heart settled from a raging gallop to an excited trot. It made the feeling all the more real when the Incubus pressed the tip of his cock to Sol's entrance. Raine pushed forward and Sol did his best to relax, but he still let out a whimper as his ass was spread wide and speared. Inch after inch, Raine slid forward. Soft coos from Villa and encouragement from the incubus kept the pain in check and let the pleasure run rampant across Sol's body. "There." The incubus said at last. "Balls deep, first try." He whispered with encouragement. "Fuck it's like your ass was made for this." Coming from an Incubus, Sol figured that was a high compliment. 

"Ready?" Raine asked.  Sol nodded as the incubus began to pull back and thrust, returning the attention Sol had given out earlier.  With the added pleasure of Villa squirming and squeezing his cock with her soap suds sex, Sol was surprised he didn't blow his load after the first beat of thrusts.  Even after cumming only a few minutes ago, he was already on the verge of blowing his load again but right at the edge orgasm, Raine slowed his thrusts to a near halt, and the squirming squeezing of Villa's pussy slide to a stop.

"Oh no..." Sol smiled. Rhaine only smiled as he started thrusting again and Villa's pussy began to churn again.  The start-stop edging built up a feeling Sol had never known before; that tense 'moment' before cumming built and held instead of immediately leading into a brief blast of bliss.  Now he was worried he'd black out from the pressure before whiting out from the pleasure. But before that could happen, Raine redoubled his pace, and Villa let loose with a wild cowgirl ride. Sol screamed as he came, and his orgasm set of Villa and Raine.

The three of them collapsed on the bed, blissfully unaware of the worried woman scrying on them at that very moment. 