This particular story will be appearing on Leap Day 2016. The thought came to me about what would Leap Day be like in the Realm. My heart tickled my tail with an idea, and so let’s see what succubi life is like on …
There is an oddity about the Realm, how time is marked, and what that means sometimes. As Tera is so fond of saying: “Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.” The universe, however, works in its own way; the marking of time by sentient beings is their issue, not that of the universe. As such, there comes a point in time—usually once every four eons or so in the Realm—when an additional day must be added. This day is called the Leap Day, but it isn’t what those on Earth understand it to be.
You see, Leap Day in the Realm means that … well … almost anything can happen, if you are the one to ask.
Cassiopeia, Tera’s best friend in the Realm … well, she would love to have fun with Keith, something that she had been trying—unsuccessfully mind you—for the past few centuries.
She’s been trying a lot.
Seriously, she has tried almost every possible way to surprise him, including appearing in his shower more times than Keith or Tera could count, appearing out of thin air moments before Keith would be meeting with some dignitary or other, trying to pull him into a side room … or hall closet … or, more often, wrapping her silver tail around Keith and pushing him against the nearest wall …
… or trying to get him to push her against the wall, or over a countertop, or against a shelving unit in the middle of the Realm Library—which, as an aside, now has a plaque in the floor marking it as where Cassiopeia had ambushed Keith and, in doing so, caused several hundred bookcases to fall like dominos.
Miriam wasn’t pleased about that, and Cassiopeia was filing books for the next year, though that didn’t stop her from trying to seduce Keith during that year dressed up like a naughty librarian and telling him that she was there to ‘collect’ her ‘overdue’ fines. Meaning, of course, that she wanted him, and she was getting miffed over how everything didn’t quite work out for her as she planned … over and over again.
When the announcement of the coming of Leap Day came, Cassiopeia made sure she was first in line to see Tera and make her request. Only the very first could ask the Queen or King for her desire. Her silver tail and horns were shining brightly, she had spent hours getting her blue hair to look its best, falling like a waterfall over her shoulders. She even made the choice to wear a stunning blue and silver dress, which showed off her assets to their best, and sky-high spiked heels that proclaimed—quite loudly, mind you—that she was very serious about what she was going to ask for.
Those in the line before her, when she got there, took one look and stepped to the side. They didn’t do so with malice, and in truth many of them had heard stories about Cassie’s trying to “leap” into the King’s arms on more than one occasion. Seeing the look she had made one thing very clear: Cassie was going to get what she wanted, one way or the other, and woe be to anyone in her way. Not to mention that everyone wanted to hear the stories afterwards, because Cassie was the biggest gossip you could imagine at times.
When the pages ushered her into Tera’s presence, she found her dearest friend dressed in … that dress. The one Tera called the SuccuDress. Even after all of the effort she had been through, to make herself as stunning as she possibly could, Cassiopeia knew that, when Tera was wearing the dress, the one that hugged her curves so deliciously, her long black opera gloves matching the black of the dress with its red trim, that Tera was in a very dominant mood. Cassiopeia always moaned a little when Tera was like this. Being the Queen, being strong, demanding … not to mention being Tera, she would soon be wrapping Cassiopeia around her little finger, and tail mind you, as she always did.
Cassiopeia’s fantasies, after all, always had Tera in them, at least until Keith appeared; then her fantasies involved him, as well. She wanted to know what made Keith the one Tera wanted, needed as her Eternal. From Cassiopeia’s perspective, she thought that sex with him was beyond mind blowing, really that was the only thing she could figure out as she didn’t have an Eternal and wasn’t really expecting to find one. The silver-tail’s view was that Eternals would be perfect sexual matches to one another. She didn’t really consider anything else, mostly because she didn’t put much stock into that.
Coming back out of her daydream, that of being pressed against a wall somewhere in the Palace, with Keith doing all of the nasty things she dreamed of and got very wet over while Tera teased her mercilessly, she found Tera smiling one of her smiles, which meant that Tera knew exactly what she was thinking.
In a rather formal tone, the Queen began: “Cassiopeia, sister of the Succubi, you are the first to ask on this Leap Day. What do you ask?”
Before her blue-haired best friend could answer, however, that smile of Tera’s was matched by her slinking closer, her tail moving slowly behind her as she did so. “But … I know what you will ask. I know what you have been dreaming about. How much you need to know. How much you want … the need in you …the desire you have.”
She was frozen in place, her lips slightly parted as the red-tail drew a gloved fingertip over her lips. Her tone changed, becoming that of her friend Tera, the one that she had loved for so long: “Cassie …” She quivered now; Tera never used nicknames, not even with her, and hearing her do this made her weak in the knees. “… you’ve never been able to be with Keith because he isn’t what you want. You want both of us.”
Cassie answered by biting the inside of her cheek and mewling quietly.
“You dream of being with us both, touching us, feeling my lips against yours, Keith’s body against yours. Our tails entwined together while you worship me, taste me and Keith takes you. You want us to control you, bend you to our will.”
The dripping heat of her arousal made her gasp for breath as the irresistible brunette’s fingers drifted lower, settling on Cassie’s hips and holding her closely. “Cassie … you want to submit to us. Be anything we want you to be.”
She nodded, still not trusting herself to say a word.
Tera’s tail twined with Cassie’s own: “Then, for this Day, you will be … more.”
Keith was elsewhere in the Palace as Cassie and Tera were together, but even so, at the moment that Tera said those words to Cassie, he felt a shiver run down his spine and along the length of his tail. This was never a good sign. It meant something was up, and likely his Eternal was involved in it and he was going to be … well … not exactly suffering … but still.
His shiver was confirmed when there was a knock at the door and Tera pushed the door open with the tip of her tail before wrapping one leg around the door frame and looking at him with love in her eyes. “Hello, my Eternal.”
The raised eyebrow he had was about to be accompanied by the question on his lips … until he saw that she was wearing that dress of hers, that perfect one that left very little to the imagination as to what she wanted, and was thinking. And it left him with no voice.
He smiled, tilting his head to the right, as she uncurled herself from the door and slinked across the room. She melted into his arms, her tail wrapping around his waist, her lips brushing against his. He idly noted that she was slightly taller than he was, and looking down he noticed that she was wearing sky-high spiked heels.
“Feeling a little … wicked?”
She smirked, a little glint of light against her lipstick: “Oh, very much so. But I think you’ll like what wickedness I have in mind for you. What we both have in mind for you, my Eternal …”
Keith looked back towards the door and found himself looking at … Tera?
The Tera in his arms winked and looked back towards the door. Standing there, no, posing there, was Tera, but it wasn’t quite Tera. Tera wouldn’t be wearing a silver and blue dress. Tera wouldn’t be looking at him with quite the same lust in her blue eyes.
Tera—the one in his arms—untangled herself from him and moved back to the doorway. She took up the same pose that she had when she first appeared, her doppelgänger doing the same. Their tails entwined as they looked towards him and then, in perfect synchronicity, they licked their lips and purred.
“I’ve wanted you …”
“… she’s been dreaming about you … about me …”
“… what I feel in your arms …”
“… she wanted to know …”
“… to taste when you kiss her …”
“… I want to know …”
“… everything …”
The twin Queens rubbed against the doorframe, moaning, biting their lips, a shiver passing through them both.
“… been dreaming of being yours …”
“… alone …”
Tera–the real one, he knew—had a sparkle in her so-green eyes: “Can you guess who she is, my Eternal?”
Keith smiled, it wasn’t too hard to figure out: “Cassie.”
Cassie shimmered into view as the illusion of being Tera faded away. Among all of the blue and silver, she wore a red collar around her desirable throat and fingered it as she moaned: “Please … I …”
Keith held up a finger and looked at Tera: “Leap Day, right?”
His Eternal nodded and smiled.
Keith just shook his head: “Oh, Cassie: you have no idea what’s going to happen.”
The silver-tail temptress, who could and did have her way with every other male or female whom she wished to, bit her lip and whispered: “I do. My King and Queen are going to have their way with me. Every little dirty dream I have had about you both is going to come true.”
Tera licked her tongue against her best friend’s ear: “And you are going to cum, Cassie … often.”
Her Majesty was right on that point, of course. Cassie had cum, and blissfully so, in the Reception Room, at least a dozen times in the hallways of the Palace, and, when Tera had licked her clit just outside of the room where Keith was, and told her not to make a sound, the blunette thought her mind would explode.
It did, quite utterly, when she found herself in Keith’s arms, his tail twined with her own and his lips pressing against hers. Tera spooned herself warmly against her, sandwiching her between them, between the two beings in the universe she loved, needed, wanted to be with more than any others.
Tera whispered: “What’s the first naughty thing in your mind?”
Cassie whimpered as she felt Keith’s hand move down her waist and over her thigh and then slip beneath her dress. The heat of his fingers close to her cleft was just the start of what she wanted. She gasped as Tera’s gloved hand rubbed against her sex, the material sending quaking need through her. She tried to moan, to breathe, and found his lips upon her own. She was wet before, now a dribbling flood trailed a path down her thighs and brought her scent into the air about them all. His lips left hers, she trying to keep the contact, the blissful moment, and then she felt her head being turned to the side where her Queen’s lips waited and pressed against her own. In the midst of the kiss, she felt her King’s finger slip underneath the sensitive place just below where her tail met her body. She moaned into Tera’s mouth, crying out in pleasure as he rubbed that spot and every nerve in her body responded in aching need and joy at the touch.
Somewhere along the way, in the midst of the bliss, she realized that their clothing was gone, they were entangled together, lips kissing, fingers touching, legs rubbing against one another, one hand stroking hardness, the other dipping into wetness. She thrilled at the sound of them both being pleased with her, the joy of hearing them praise her, needing her, the taste on her fingers as she felt a pair of tongues lapping, teasing, slipping in and out of her … so wet, so aching in her need that she didn’t hesitate when she smelled the cherries and licked deeply of her Queen. Her hips bucked in pleasure as her King parted her folds and drove deeply within her, filling her perfectly, making her cry out as she was made to pleasure her life-long friend as her life-long friend’s mate was pleasuring her … screaming as she straddled him, gasping as he filled her on each thrust she made, keening as she sucked on her, licked her, bit her lightly. Her entire body was on fire, but when her tail was held by them both, their tongues licking the length … it was far too much for her. She came, screaming her submission to them both, and then fell onto him, she curling herself around him.
She needed to obey now. She was theirs, as she had wanted to be for so long. Being told to take Keith deeply, deep throating him as Tera watched and pleasured herself was bliss. Her shapely rear in the air for His Majesty to drive deeply into while she licked out Her Majesty was bliss. Being made to kneel on the floor and have the Queen toy with her, standing over and dominating her while the King watched, was bliss. Every little dream, want and need came, and she did, as well …as promised … over and over again.
The day turned to night and still they played with her, their toy, their pleasure, their pet. Being paraded through the halls of the Palace in only her collar and spiked heels was another fantasy made real. She obeyed: that was her dream, her need, and her soul cried out in wonder as she learned how much she was loved by them both … not as the Queen and King … not as her owners … as her lovers, the ones she had been dreaming of for so long.
The time passed, the day proceeded towards its end—though it didn’t seem to be a day, time being an illusion and all—and, in its last few minutes, she was standing with them both on the Palace balcony. They held her between them both, she wrapping her tail around them as they did with her. Cassie closed her eyes and held every moment.
A clock sounded the end of the day … and she found herself back in the Reception Room with Tera.
Confused, Cassie asked: “What? Was it real? Was …”
Tera smiled: “Leap Day is the day when we take a leap of faith that the ones we love also love us.”
The door was opened by a page and Keith entered the room, smiling: “Cassie, Tera’s always loved you. I’ve always loved you, even if some of the stunts you’ve pulled have tested my patience and my resistance at times.”
Cassie looked at him, a smouldering look in her eyes: “How about a spanking, then?”
She felt her best friend’s hand smacking her ass once: “We didn’t do that, did we, my King?”
“No, I don’t think we did, my Queen.”
The silver-tailed subject couldn’t help herself: “Next time, I’ll look before I leap.”
Keith crossed the floor to Cassie and kissed her lips: “Next time, you will get a spanking.”
Tera hugged them: “From both of us.”
Cassie’s smile was wonderful: “I can hardly wait.”