[Livy never thought she could have the kind of relationship she has with Sungmin, not with anyone. Back in her world it seemed impossible that anyone would know who and what she was and give her a chance to show that she wasn't like all of the stereotypes that cling to every succubus and incubus on the continent.
He'd once told her that sirens felt a connection to water, felt stronger by it. Livy had told him after a moment that she, as a succubus, took strength in physical touch. It was in her genetic make-up, as much as water was in his. Most of her kind didn't hold back from touching others. They stroked, they hugged too long, they tried for skin-to-skin contact as much as possible, and they indulged in sex often because who wouldn't want to ride that high? It was better for them than any connection they could have had with the person. Livy's heart was too big to be like them. She'd craved intimacy as much as physical touch, and had held everyone at arm's length who couldn't prove they wanted her for more than what they thought she was.
Sungmin was everything she'd wanted and a great deal more than she hadn't known she'd needed. He was the reason she felt free to take liberties that she never had with anyone else before. He was the reason she felt free to be herself, in her entirety. Livy the woman. Livy the girlfriend. Livy the succubus.
She smiles down at him once his eyes open, hair tumbling past her shoulders over her chest, and sighs his name as she watches him lean up between her thighs. Hands braced on the headboard of the bed, she keeps still as he licks her, certain that her control won't last long. Not when he knows just how to press his tongue inside her and how to rub her clit to make her toes curl and the muscles in her legs clench tightly.]
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He'd once told her that sirens felt a connection to water, felt stronger by it. Livy had told him after a moment that she, as a succubus, took strength in physical touch. It was in her genetic make-up, as much as water was in his. Most of her kind didn't hold back from touching others. They stroked, they hugged too long, they tried for skin-to-skin contact as much as possible, and they indulged in sex often because who wouldn't want to ride that high? It was better for them than any connection they could have had with the person. Livy's heart was too big to be like them. She'd craved intimacy as much as physical touch, and had held everyone at arm's length who couldn't prove they wanted her for more than what they thought she was.
Sungmin was everything she'd wanted and a great deal more than she hadn't known she'd needed. He was the reason she felt free to take liberties that she never had with anyone else before. He was the reason she felt free to be herself, in her entirety. Livy the woman. Livy the girlfriend. Livy the succubus.
She smiles down at him once his eyes open, hair tumbling past her shoulders over her chest, and sighs his name as she watches him lean up between her thighs. Hands braced on the headboard of the bed, she keeps still as he licks her, certain that her control won't last long. Not when he knows just how to press his tongue inside her and how to rub her clit to make her toes curl and the muscles in her legs clench tightly.]