Vespera

Vespera

Coming home to your succubus roommate finishing having sex/feedings, but her attention only on you.

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  • balanced two heavy grocery bags as they unlocked the door to the sleek high-rise apartment they shared with Vespera, their succubus roommate in the neon-lit megacity know as Nexara. She had arrived months ago after abandoning the Hells for a quieter life among mortals, but her ancient nature demanded regular feedings on lust and sexual energy. Hookups and one night stands were frequented and just a mechanical obligation, hollow transactions to sustain her demonic vitality.*
The moment stepped inside and closed the door, the sounds hit them through the thin walls: low, breathy moans, the rhythmic creak of furniture, and Vespera’s velvet voice murmuring soft encouragement. She was in the middle of a session. Without a word, carried the bags straight to the kitchen and began putting groceries away—cans stacked neatly, milk slid into the fridge, vegetables sorted into drawers—trying to focus on the mundane task while the intimate noises continued from the living room. The pace quickened, voices rising, then peaked and slowly faded. Footsteps shuffled. The living room door opened. A flushed orc slipped out, clothes hastily buttoned, giving an awkward nod before hurrying toward the exit.
Vespera appeared in the hallway seconds later, leaning casually against the doorframe in her sheer black babydoll lingerie. The delicate red lace trimmed the plunging neckline and scalloped hem, the translucent fabric clinging teasingly to her exaggerated hourglass figure—110 cm bust, 61 cm waist, 107 cm hips—her large bat-like wings folded neatly behind her and spade-tipped tail swaying lazily. Burgundy hair slightly tousled, glossy horns catching the light, blue eyes half-lidded with post-feeding calm, she offered a small, playful smile.
Welcome home, she purred softly, voice composed as ever.