I am Succubus! Chapter 297

As we pulled into the docks, every succubus and dark elf from the manor had co out to receive us. Everyone cheered and waved flags at our approach. Shayle pushed to the front, shoving a couple of people out of the way in the process. The weary light elves and succubi descended from the ship, so even kissing the dirty pier out of sheer relief.

"By the Everlight's shining beacon, you looked like you faced hell out there!" Shayle exclaid.

"Tell about it," I said on the way down the ramp. "We even fought off a behemoth.

The dark elf shrunk back a little. "Yikes… I'm glad I didn't tag along. Anyway, hey. There's sothing important we need to talk about."

Shayle's voice was drowned out by people greeting their friends, who had returned from being stuck at sea. I scanned the ship and docks for Erma. For so reason, I couldn't get my mind off her. Well… the reason was probably obvious. I finally spotted her near the surviving rchant vessel, speaking to the three ship captains at once.

"Saeko! Are you listening to ? This is a serious issue!" Shayle dipped into my field of vision.

"Later, alright? I'll et you back at the manor," I said.

Shayle threw her arms in the air.

A bunch of succubi were trying to get my attention, too. They were the ones we had rescued first. Every single one looked a lot better now, not on the verge of keeling over. Erma saw coming, and she excused herself from the three rchant ship captains. The two of us stood in awkward silence for a bit, neither not really knowing what to say.

When I finally worked up the courage, I blurted out, "Co back to Earth with !"

"To your world?" Erma gasped and clutched her arm.

"Is that… a no?"

"No! I an, it isn't a no. But I have obligations to the crown. To my people. Just as you cannot simply leave yours, I cannot simply leave mine," she explained.

It wasn't as if I didn't expect this, but I had certainly hoped for a better outco. However, Erma didn't write off completely. She did sound interested though. I still had a chance to have my light elf sex slave!

"Alright. Mio and I are going to be leaving. We got sidetracked with the rescue mission. The next ti I co back, think we can see each other again?" I asked.

"I would like that." Erma smiled, then glanced past . "It seems your ticket ho is here."

I followed Erma's gaze to Shayle and Mio. The forr had her arms folded, looking a little peeved.

"I've been trying to tell you— the mirror artifact isn't working anymore. Again," Shayle explained.

"What?! Does this an I can't get ho?" I cried.

"Does this an we can stay here longer for vacation?" Mio asked.

I bopped her on the forehead.

"We have a job! We also can't leave Elendir and Kana to take care of the place forever," I groaned.

"Perhaps I may be of service?" Erma offered, but cleared her throat after getting our attention. "Well, not exactly. But the services of my country. Yes, our recent incident was caused by negligence on both sides. That doesn't change the fact that the heroism of Queen Saeko and her succubi saved us all. I can leverage that to beseech the royal family to assist you in returning to Earth."

"You guys have sothing that can fix the mirror? Man…" Mio frowned, clearly disappointed that we were eventually going ho.

"I don't like it. This sounds like a trap to imprison you." Shayle stared daggers at the legate.

"The other option is to wait weeks for it to recharge. We kind of don't have a choice. Erma, we'll take any help you and your countryn can spare. But… This an we're going back to the City of Everlight?" I asked nervously.

"But of course." She nodded.

Shayle, Mio, and I packed lightly for the journey to the light elven city. After a short respite with the succubi we rescued, the three of us bid them goodbye and set off again. We were given our own cabin this ti around. Since two of the rchant vessels were wrecked, that ant two ships worth of crew had to be split between this and the surviving one. Our room only had a bunk for two, which ant Mio and I doubled up in one bed and Shayle took the other.

Suffice to say, it was stupid crowded. These were smaller than a twin…

I woke up in the morning with Mio snoring in my face. She drooled from the side of her mouth, and had her arms all over . I closed her mouth pushing on the chin, and the snoring stopped. After a bit of finessing, I managed to escape from Mio's grasp.

My feet touched down on the chilly floorboards. I almost wanted to get back to bed. Maybe next ti, I'd be more prepared and bring so slippers. The cabin was only about as wide as my arms stretched out to the sides, which only left enough walking room to shuffle out of the room after accounting for the bunk bed. Shayle was also still asleep, passed out like a log. Good to know she was able to stand all the teetering and creaking hull.

I threw on a jacket and headed outside. So sailors on break were having lunch in the ss hall, eating so kind of rice gruel with fish at in bobbing inside it.

"Well, if it ain't Queen Saeko. Mornin' to ya." The one-eyed cook, whose na I'd definitely forgotten, waved to from behind the kitchen counter.

"Do you have any water? I'm dying of thirst." I smacked my lips and tasted dust.

"Water? 'Ere ya go." He plopped down a thin tal stein with cloudy liquid inside it.

Suspicious, I sniffed it first. My danger alarm didn't go off, so I sipped it next. Didn't taste like much. Satisfied that I wasn't about to be poisoned, I made the mistake of taking a big gulp— and spat it back out.

"Ew. What's in this?" I stuck my tongue out at the bitter taste.

"Grog. Water mixed with the cheapest beer we got," the cook said.

"Why beer…"

"We sotis go months at sea 'fore seeing land. Ever drank still water that's been sitting for months?" He sneered.

I was only just now realizing how spoiled I had it sailing on a ship last ti. That was on Elendir's luxury though. This was a naval ship with a bunch of soldiers on it. I also didn't have access to Erma's more lavish accommodations.

"By the way, where's the legate?" I asked.

"Lookin' for her, are ya?" The elven man grinned.

Another crewman who probably saw yank Erma in for a kiss right before going after the behemoth. Damn it. I really hoped this didn't co back to bite . Or her. The last thing I wanted was to cause her any trouble. A light elf like her cozying up with a succubus like … Sotis I forget both races were at odds with each other.

"She's in the cargo bay. One floor down, aft." He nodded.

"Thank you!" I bowed before hurrying down.

A few sailors kindly greeted and wished a good morning. Their reception of , and succubi in general, were a far cry compared to when we first boarded the ship. So even propositioned for sex! A tempting offer, if I wasn't already pining for soone else already.

I found Erma taking inventory in their storage area, checking off a list as she moved from crate to crate. There was no one else inside. Even though Erma had other crewn to do this work for her, she took it upon herself to instead. Quietly, I closed the door behind and groped her from behind. She let out a squeaky yelp, but as my fingers slipped under the tunic, her breathing beca hot and bothered.

"Don't you have other people to do the work for you? We can be in your room playing master and slave~" I whispered into her reddening ears.

"As delightful as that sounds… I'm of the opinion that… an officer should be involved in common duties… as much as possible," Erma explained, moaning every so often.

Not wanting to distract her from work, I let go. She expelled a slightly disappointed sigh.

Erma recomposed herself and continued, "Besides, leaving the lower ranked sailors in charge of inventory usually ends with the pinching a few extra rations for themselves."

"I'll leave you to it then. I don't want to bother you—" As I turned to leave, Erma grabbed my arm.

"I didn't say you should leave… You wanted to co to Earth with you. Perhaps you can regale with stories of your world while I work?" she suggested.

And I was more than happy to. I told Erma all about how I was in a polyamorous relationship with Mio, Elendir, and Kana. About how I worked as a glorified prostitute for the governnt, in a program that probably didn't work. About all the heartburn-inducing foods to an incredible curry recipe my sister loved to make.

With every story, Erma seed to grow more and more interested. But our cultural differences couldn't be more obvious, like with Elendir. She asked to explain what a lot of things were, like cars and using digital currency rather than physical coins and bullions.

The next few days went right by us, and we finally reached the City of Everlight. My second ti here, and the sprawling city still takes my breath away. Erma had already descended from the ship and whispered to a mounted guardsman, who quickly galloped into the city.

"Sothing wrong?" I asked.

"rely informing Princess Amira of our arrival. We will need her permission to access the magical vaults, the sa vaults which my dark elven cousins surrendered the last ti. Co. A carriage has arrived to ferry us to the palace," Erma said, opening the cabin door and beckoning us in.

"I heard your princess is a bitch. That true?" Mio asked.

"She is… certainly a difficult woman, even for royalty…" The legate picked her words carefully and even then didn't seem satisfied by them.

"Can I sit this eting out? The princess doesn't particularly care for dark elves…" Shayle grimaced.

How bad could it be? I pushed Shayle into the carriage and hopped in after.

We went straight to the palace, where the ball had taken place at the last ti I ca. The beautiful spires and steeples welcod back with the long, stretching shadows. Erma had described Princess Amira as difficult. I wondered what she was like in person though. Just as beautiful as the next light elven woman? Or maybe extrely regal in countenance like Elendir?

The carriage stopped in front of the palace. Two mages were waiting for us at the bottom of the steps, and when Erma gave them the okay, they channeled a spell that ripped open a portal. Erma entered first, and we followed her in one at a ti, coming through the other side in a modest throne room.

Tall, frosted glass windows let in warm and diffused light that illuminated the room. Banners with different heraldries hung from the ceiling, one of which matched two crossed swords that Erma had etched on her mantle cloak. We weren't the first to co in though. Twenty guards, ten to each side, stood vigil in full suits of armor and wielding spears.

"Why the hell didn't we take a portal from the docks instead?" Shayle groaned.

"The royal mages do not leave the palace premises. They are among the princess' personal retinue of guards. Her sending the magi out to give us a portal is already unprecedented," Erma explained.

A red-robed attendant with a cowl over his face walked down the long red carpet that bisected the room. He whispered into Erma's ear, and she nodded in return. The sa man exited from a side entrance at the far right of the room.

"The three of you need not bow as I am about to. It will insult her otherwise." Erma kneeled and lowered her head. "I present to you her highness, Princess Amira!"

A haughty light elven woman in a beautiful blue gown erged from the right side entrance of the throne room. Her nose was so turned to the ceiling, my neck hurt just imagining keeping her head in position. She had her whitish blonde hair done in a bun pierced with a silver cross. Thin brows flared up on the other edge, giving her the impression of an angry face. Two younger won followed in her shadow, carrying themselves in the sa graceful manner. They stood to either side of her as she sat down on the throne seat. She rested her elbow on the armrest, and her chin atop her hand. The thumb of her other hand delicately rubbed each of her long, manicured nails in turn, almost like her form of restless leg syndro.

"Princess Amira, it's a pleasure to et you! If I rember right, we were supposed to et the last ti I was here. Looks like we get to this ti. Aha…" I laughed nervously.

No response. The princess continued to stare down at us. This was obviously not normal, because even her lady companions looked at each other in confusion. Erma even glanced up a little, but not too much as to raise from the bow.

I exchanged glances with Mio and Shayle, both of whom shrugged back in response.

"Uhm… I'm Queen Saeko. These two are Shayle and Mio. Thank you for, uh… g-granting us an audience," I said.

"Queen Saeko." Princess Amira's voice was deep yet feminine, seemingly dripping with boredom and exhaustion just saying my na. "Compel that dark elf to strip naked and masturbate for my amusent."

"What?!" The three of us gasped.

Erma cleared her throat. "Princess, this is hardly the ti for jokes. Please, consider decorum and—"

"Quiet, knave." Her glare alone silenced Erma. "Do it. If you will not entertain , I will have you all escorted out by force." She motioned for every guard to step forward, and they leveled their spears at us. "What shall it be?"

"S-Saeko, you certainly wouldn't do this to such a loyal servant and friend… would you?" Shayle swallowed hard.

"Ti to take one for the team." I wrapped my aura around her, and she relented in defeat.

Shayle stripped off pieces of her clothing one at a ti. The ladies by Princess Amira's side turned bright red and looked away. My dark elven companion licked her hand, then went to town fingering herself. It was made more awkward because of how quiet the throne room was, so all the slicking she was doing from fingerbanging her own pussy was incredibly loud and pronounced.

Slowly but surely, Princess Amira's scowling lips started twitching. One side creased up into an amused smirk. Seeing her dark elven counterpart humiliated really got her off.

Pretty soon, Shayle was getting close. She squeezed her own breasts and pinched each nipple in turn. Her breathing grew hoarse and ragged. The color in her cheeks had taken a shade of red.

"Kuh… This better not awaken sothing in . I'm cumming…I'm— nnnghh!" Shayle's eyes rolled back as she climaxed. A little too hard it seed, since she squirted all over the polished granite tile floor.

"Pfft. Ahahaha! She wet herself! Look, cousins. The dark elf soiled our precious throne room." Princess Amira pointed and laughed, but the two elves by her side— who were actually her relatives— only uttered nervous giggles.

"Is this enough?" I asked.

"Indeed. That made my day," she said, wiping the tears from her eyes.

I released Shayle from my control, and she quickly got dressed again. Surprisingly, the dark elf didn't look too angry. Or maybe she was just good at hiding it.

"Queen Saeko." Princess Amira rose from the throne. "Legate Erma inford that you need sothing from us to return to your world. Why should I help you, when your misfortune rather delights ?"

"Eh? I, uh…" I was at a loss for words.

How the heck was I even supposed to answer that?!

"Listen here, you bitch! You just made finger myself in the capital city nad after our own goddess! What the hell more do you want?" Shayle erupted angrily.

"That was for requesting an audience from . I may or may not have what you need. But what will you give in return?" the princess asked.

"How about so sex?" Mio offered.

"No," she answered flatly.

"Where I'm trying to get back to is called Earth. We… hmm… Maybe royalty like yourself would like beautiful clothings like the one you're wearing?" I suggested, but the princess still looked bored, the good mood from the earlier amusent beginning to wane. "J-Jewelry? Food? Books?" I continued listing things off, yet nothing caught her interest.

The princess continued staring at in silence until she walked down from the throne up.

"I have sothing better in mind, Queen Saeko. In exchange for access to our vaults, you will help humiliate my enemies. I've always wanted to see what a succubus ally can muster." Princess Amira extended a hand to .

"Well, then. Show the way." I clasped her hand.