Succubus & Shaptershifter Lovers: Part Two (special preview)

“We’re getting it don’t worry,” Sam huffs. “Someone is coming about the windows, once they can actually open, then we can get those window units we looked at.”

Sylvie tilts her chin up. “That’s right we are.” She then turns back to you as you sheepishly approach. “Anyways, this is all our elaborate plan in asking you to help us move nest weekend. Can you?”

You fan your face, hoping to cool down. “I’m free after work on friday, I can help you as soon as I get out of the door.”

Sam’s eyes light up and a smile appears on his face. “If you’d like, we’ll at least be moving our beds out that evening. We can pick you up if you’d wanna spend the night.”

You get a rush of ideas flowing through your head, none of them helping in cooling you down. You’d read too much of Sylvie’s erotic fiction and watched just one too many of Sam’s videos. 

“I think she’s blushing.” Sylvie reaches out and pats your cheek. “Or is this a fever?” She kisses your forehead then giggles. “Blushing.”

You touch your forehead where she kissed while she grins at you. “Yeah? And?” You huff. “I don’t expect anything to happen.”

“Only if that’s what you want,” Sylvie shrugs. “But we’re more than happy to make a fantasy or two come true. We told you that from the get go.”

You swallow down the lump in your throat as it rises up from the pit in your stomach. “But, we’re friends now,” you murmur anxiously. “I wouldn’t want to do anything to hurt that.”

“It wouldn’t have to.” Sam places his hand on the small of your back. “We like you too and we want to be with you however you want to share.”

You bite on your lip as you try to gather your thoughts. “Let me think about it.”

“Aw, sweetie.” Sylvie wraps you up in a hug. “We’ll always be your friends. You don’t need to worry about doing anything to please us. Just be your charming, lovely self, alright?”

Sylvie smells so good and her hugs are so strong. “I just like you both so much, but, I mean, I would be lying if I said it hadn’t been an inkling.”

“An inkling?” Sylvie purrs into your ear, making the hair at the nape of your neck stand on end.

“An idea.” You step from her embrace, although her hand captures yours. “I’ve watched Sam’s videos and read yoru stories so-”

“Which has been your favorite?” Sam suddenly gasps excitedly. “I’ve been dying to know but I didn’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.”

“Uhm-” You bite your cheek, almost afraid to answer. But his excited expression is so cute and sweet, you sort of want to see more. “It’s the POV one, where you’re like pretending to be the teacher.” You fidget and pinch your thighs together.

Sam’s bright smile grows. “Sylvie helped me with that one! It’s one of my favorites too.”

Sylvie smirks. “The one with the belt?” She purrs. “Where he slaps his thigh with the belt as he threatens to spank you?”

You dart your eyes away. “It’s just sexy ok?” You blurt. “He looks really good in it and his voice is-” You shake your head. “You both did a good job.”

Sylvie looks a you with a new light, her smile grows as her hand touches up your arm gently. “You don’t need to get flustered with us. You can be open about your sexuality.” She then turns as there is a knock at the door. “For now let’s put that on hold and go have lunch.” As she leaves to answer the door Sam takes your hand. He presses a soft kiss to your temple.

“What was the for?” You chuckle shyly.

“I like you too, so does Sylvie. We want you to feel safe with us, so whatever it takes, we’ll earn that. Like she said, you just need to be yourself.” He gives your hand a squeeze before you walk out to join Sylvie for lunch.

You have time to think about their offer, and you’re going to help them move regardless. All you needed to do was figure out want you really and truly wanted to share with Sam and Sylvie. You’d had some unpleasant experiences in the past, who hadn’t? And had you done the one night stand with then that first night it wouldn’t be an issue. Now, there were feelings on both sides and you needed to make sure of everything before you brought it up. 

That Friday you waited outside of work with an overnight bag for Sam to pick you up. Once his car pulled up, you raced to the curb to meet him. The back seat was filled with boxes and there was a mattress strapped to the roof, so you had to sit with your bag between your feet. He looks like a lizardman again. 

“Thanks again for helping us, this is going to be so much easier with more hands.” Sam told you.

You wondered if his words were deliberately chosen, or if you were over thinking. “Is Sylvie at the house?”

Sam nods. “She’s getting her bedroom set up for tonight.”

“About tonight-” You start but you can’t help but chuckle nervously. “Well, I was wondering if tonight, I mean, if you aren’t exhausted or anything, I would like to-” You can’t get the words out just right, it all sounds forced, like you’re trying to plan a business meeting.

Sam glances at you and at the stop light he grins. “Are you asking what I think you’re asking?”