Flight of the Just Bee by James

A story this week by my heart, one that tells a story that I do need to remember and hold more than I do by far… Sometimes you just have to be.


Flight of the Just Bee
By James


Lil was the Queen of the Succubi’s favorite knitter. Come to think of it, Lil made just about every sweater, scarf, and tail cozy worn in the Succubi Realm, unless it has been brought from some other world, and she had as long as anybody could remember. Best of all, just about everybody left a fitting with Lil feeling a special spring in their step—except after certain tail cozy fittings, where folks just needed to go lie down and quietly pleasure themselves until dinner. This was a succubi who seemed to have a deep and abiding appreciation of and knowledge for the succubi and incubi forms.

The Queen’s favorite knitter had a special fondness for Her Majesty’s Eternal, because he was clearly so devoted to Tera and never wanted to play silly power games with her. That made him an ideal incubi in Lil’s book and an excellent role model for all males everywhere. But she had a special connection with the Queen Herself, as the only living succubi—or succubus of any kind, or living being of any kind, for that matter—with whom Lil had ever shared her complete nature, and with whom she shared a unique set of experiences. Best of all, for the knitter, any time she wanted some time with the Queen, Tera felt and responded to a deep need to see her.

Until a few days ago, that is.

Lil had been thinking about Her Majesty, her own red tail undulating all morning at the thought of a visit. She had the most wonderful red yarn with bits of green threads running through it whose shine matched Tera’s soooo green eyes. She was quite ready to show this to the young Queen, and show her other things. She was occasionally biting her lower lip and running a hand through her silver-streaked black hair in a kind of anticipation she hadn’t felt in untold years, one which continued growing as the day went on.

Tera had been especially busy doing what Tera always does—looking out for friends, advising her daughters, supporting her Eternal, planning for the long-term needs of her Realm—only adding ever so much more so every day for the last few months. The . . . desire to . . . visit with Lil grew steadily as the Queen gave of herself with more and more people, running from hither to yon. Of late she had not even allowed herself much time for meals or even the briefest snuggles with her Eternal, who had set a similar pace for himself for several weeks. There were others who needed both of them, and things that needed doing, and there was simply no question, on this particular day, of indulging herself in even the most delightful fitting.

As lunch hour approached, Lil grew impatient, and dusted off her rarely-used computer to send a message to the Royal Succub-I-phone. When she received a reply that simply said “Sorry,” her . . . expectancy nearly slipped into ire.

“Getting angry won’t help, you know.” Lilith turned to see an apparition, a succubi apparition with blonde hair and a plain dress which she managed to make look positively regal.

“She is your daughter! I thought you taught her better manners than this!”

“Now, now . . . you appreciate her behavior well enough the rest of the time, and it is terribly difficult to fault her for being too conscientious.”

“I suppose so,” she shook her dark hair with its very pale streaks. “But this isn’t at all good for her; even a succubi cannot keep up such a pace.”

“I am most aware,” the noble vision replied. “And yet, you of all succubi should know how difficult it is to give advice to daughters.”

“Then maybe I should take the lead,” the timeless succubi smiled. “And I think . . . why, yes! . . . something your great-great-great-grandmother taught me once, to get a similar idea through my own head—she was a rather cheeky one!—should do just the trick.”

Later that afternoon, Tera, rushing from judging the sand castle competition on the Lake of Fire beach (three angelkitties won that with something they’d be able to live in until Remembrance Day) to guest lecturing at the “Seduction 101” class to a meeting with the Library acquisitions committee, found herself in a field of lilies, which were truly in full bloom at this time of year, and filled with busy honeybees doing what bees do. She had decided she wouldn’t be able to go see Lil; how did she get so close to her cottage? Spinning around on the ball of her foot, she was still too slow to avoid the ancient knitter. “Lil, I am so, so sorry, but . . .”

“. . . oh, I know, dearie . . . ummm, Your Majesty: you have a very busy day.” With a remarkably swift and smooth maneuver, she slipped her arm around the Queen’s. Then, suddenly, she changed, standing straighter, becoming taller, seeming younger, her breasts full and perky and her hair as much blacker than Tera’s as her tail and horns were redder. As the succubis’ mouths met in a deep kiss, Tera’s green eyes were swamped by the dark ones before her.

The Queen broke the kiss, unsure whether to strip naked or curtsey: “Lilith! I am so sorry I hesitated in answering your summons.”

“It is quite all right, my child.” The First stroked Tera’s cheek possessively while scratching tenderly behind her horns: “Still, love, you really need to slow down a bit. There are no promotions to get after queen, you know, and no special prizes for outworking all who came before you.”

“But there is so very much to be done . . .”

“And an entire industrious, gifted, eager race of succubi and incubi to do it. You, sweet morsel, have a more important role than doing sometimes.”

“But people expect me to . . .”

Lilith put a finger to the younger one’s lips, and Tera couldn’t help but suck it for a moment. “Look at these flowers around you. One of . . . well, a relation of mine somehow, born quite a bit after me, said we should pay attention to the lilies. They never do anything, and yet they get all that they need and contribute to the world. You should give that some thought.”

“I have even less time for pondering than I do for sex, Lilith, and . . .” The Succubi Queen was distracted by the buzzing of the bees, until suddenly, she felt a sting on her bum.

“Oh me, oh my,” Lilith seem to flick something off Tera’s derriere, copping a small feel along the way (it was a delicious derriere, after all). “Oh, my sweet, I am afraid that is a Just Bee.”

“A Just Bee?” Tera had never heard of such a thing, but Lilith had been around considerably longer.

“Yes, pet. They are mostly harmless, but, for a short time, your legs will go weak . . .”

Tera felt her legs going weak, and Lilith helped her sit.

“. . . and you won’t be able to speak beyond the occasional ‘mmmm-hmmm’ or ‘uh-uh,’ and maybe . . . just maybe, some nodding . . .”

The Queen’s voice fell silent, and she nodded at the First.

“. . . and this is likely to last until sunset, so just enjoy, baby.”

It was Lil who turned and shuffled toward her cottage as Tera watched, with a vague memory of someone else—Was it the First? No, that was impossible—as the knitter went away.

Tera fumed for a while, then began to notice the colors of the lilies playing in the sunlight as their blooms bobbed and weaved among the and marvelled at the creative ideas bouncing around her head. The acquisitions committee found her there in the meadow full of flowers sat down around her, and began their business. All the Head Librarian really had to do was offer an encouraging nod from time to time; her staff really knew their jobs spectacularly well, and the meeting was done within 45 minutes.

About half an hour later, Keith came by, wondering at the rumors that his Eternal was sitting in a field of lilies. The bees were still buzzing, and she couldn’t warn him away, though Lil was sidled up next to him in a shot, and surely she would . . . no, in a moment he was stung, and then sitting next to his bride.

After some more panic and fuming, the two of them settled in to notice the wondrous rhythm of life in the Realm. While they sat, there were smiles from passersby, who were inspired by their rulers sitting quietly and enjoying one another’s company and the beauty of the day. With simple nodding and approving sounds—and one wrinkly nose from Tera—they helped Vvrayven choose new wallpaper and paint for most of her house, and advised FreezeFrame on how to deal with a recalcitrant assignment in the human realm. They even assisted Irving and Miriam in resolving their argument about best possible sexual positions to try during trans-dimensional bampfing. They even managed to hold each other’s hands, spending long quiet times bathed in the glory of the world around them and the companionship they valued most in life.

As the sun began to set over the Lake of Fire in the distance, Lil returned. “Are you able to stand and move, dears?”

It had been some time since they had even considered it, but, almost instantly, they realized that they were, standing, stretching, falling into a warm embrace that got warmer by the second. They profusely thanked Lil for looking out for them. “You are always there when we need you, and we’re grateful,” Keith gushed. “And, you know what,” he beamed at his beloved for a moment, “it was really nice to just be quiet. Both of us, I think, really need to do that more.”

The old succubi smiled and wished them a good night. The warmth of the embrace they had just shared inspired them to go home and do other things they needed to do more often. Hours later, as Keith wandered to the kitchen to find a couple sandwiches—they had been in the flowers during lunch, and enjoying each other during dinner—Tera slipped into her bathroom to freshen up just a touch.

There was Lilith, just as naked as her hostess, and able to see every inch of Tera’s sudden blushing. Just the presence of the First in all her sexuality made Her Majesty’s pulse quicken while her nipples became diamond hard. Lilith smiled at this effect as she placed a golden pin on the vanity.

“What is that?”

“Oh, I have a little confession. That was what stung both of you,” the First purred while stroking the younger one’s hair. “The ‘Just Bee’ is entirely a fiction, based on a lesson taught to me by one of your bolder and tastier ancestors, and powered entirely by my abilities for suggestion.” She smiled to herself: “It’s nice to see I’ve still got it.”

Tera was perturbed with the subterfuge, but still couldn’t help but stroke Lilith’s arm while she responded: “You were trying to teach me a lesson.”

“Yes, my delicious friend. So much of what makes both of you important to all of us here is that you are. You accomplish mountains of good by being, and you could destroy yourselves by doing too much.”

“I have a friend who has tried to tell me that. I promise, we will try to let go and just be more.”

“Good,” she said as they pulled together for a nova of a kiss. Then Lilith turned her Queen around and sent her back to the bedroom, stroking her tail and tweaking the scalloped end. “And the next time I want you, be sure to come . . . and cum . . . right away.”



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    • avatar
    • James on August 4, 2014 at 1:43 pm

    Lil seems like a good friend for the Queen to have, while Lilith seems to be an excellent friend to have the Queen.

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    • Pocong on August 13, 2014 at 1:28 pm

    I never get sick of stories about older and younger generations of a group interacting with each other! It’s always cool seeing how things have changed from one era to the next and the opinions on them. While some things may change the spirit of our ancestors lives on through us, you know?

    • avatar
    • TeraS on August 13, 2014 at 1:40 pm

    Lil is a wonderful addition to the Realm’s universe…

    My heart knows well…


    • avatar
    • TeraS on August 13, 2014 at 2:49 pm

    You, always, my heart, tell the most wonderful stories in the Realm…


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