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  The mothgirl soars over the tall treetops, her leathery wings beating in time to the music blaring through her headphones. She loops around, guiding between the trees, waving to a young man. He breaks into a run, and she laughs. 

  She flies upwards, wings ripping through branches. She whoops, purple eyes flashing with joy, and she falls back down. Her wings snap open at the last second, saving her. She lands and watches as a cat bolts through the forest and into an alleyway. 

  The catgirl pads through the alley, hissing to herself. She jumps up onto a window sill, then a stairway. She continues to go upwards before slipping through an apartment window. She purrs as she sees the young woman on the couch as she watches TV. 

  She morphs, body stretching to become larger. She nears the woman, jaws unhinging. The woman laughs. She stops. Hisses. Shrinks back down and jumps up to her lap, begging for headpats. The cat stays with her even as she falls asleep and begins to whine from a nightmare. 

  The boogeygirl opens her mouth and inhales the woman’s dream. Her world twists and turns, becoming something unholy. The light church changes into a dark hell, rosaries become mocking and sharp, and crosses melt into an ugly sludge. 

  The woman screams, and the boogeygirl laughs. Her voice is low, and it echoes inside the dreamer’s mind. She finishes off the dream, turning to leave. Her nightgown floats around her ankles, and she returns to the real world. She opens her eyes to see her friend closing the door. 

  The succubus puts her apron on, smiling at her coworker. He blushes, and she wraps her arms around him. He ducks his head in response to her teasing, and she pulls away and throws her hair over her shoulder. Winking at him, she goes out and greets the first customer. 

  After work, she closes and locks the door and gets to cleaning. She eyes her coworker, licking her lips as a rush of desire hits her. What a fun game. She’ll get him in her arms and her bed sooner than later. A sound from outside pulls her out her that reverie, and her head snaps to the left. She finds a girl outside and waves, but it’s not like she cares. Though, that girl is cute…..

  The vampire girl turns away from the café window and continues on. She takes a sip of her coffee and pauses in front of another window, this one belonging to a dress shop. A tiny girl is inside, and she rolls her eyes when she realizes who it is. 

  She enters the shop and approaches the girl. A questioning glance tells her everything she needs to know, and she drags her outside. The girl pouts, but she recovers and takes to walking alongside the vampire. Her legs shake, and she ignores the cracks in them to skip ahead of her companion. The vampire huffs and takes ahold of her hand to steady her. 

  The doll girl returns to the manor, and she greets her owners with a polite nod. The lady of the house rolls her eyes and dismisses her, and she trots off to find the young miss. She stops before a painting and touches it, then she passes through the library. 

  She finds an old book and reads through it. The contents make her programming go wild, and her synthetic skin recolors to pink as she continues to skim it. She hesitates when she hears some footsteps echo, and she rips a piece of the page and places it on her tongue. Right as she swallows, the young miss enters the room. 

  The changeling sighs and shakes her head as she sees the doll girl eating the page, and she sits on the old chair. The small girl rushes over to her and kneels down, lying her head on her lap. The changeling complies with her silent demand and runs her fingers through her hair, silently musing the uneven ends. 

  The doll was a gift to her, and what a gift she was. She had been wonderful….until it became clear her programming was faulty. Regardless, the young miss loved her doll and kept her safe from her parents’ ire. It was a love unlike what she had ever felt before. 

  The werewolf howls at the moon, then pants as he lies down. He closes his eyes, tongue lolling out of his mouth. His tail wags, slowing as he relaxes. He thinks of yesterday. 

  The mothgirl in the woods, then his coworker being all too friendly. He knows she wants more than what he can offer at the moment, but he’s content to work with her. After all, it’s a good job. It pays enough, and she’s pretty cute. Though, even he wants more. More than a café, more than one coworker, more than what his life holds. 

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  “One large Café Nutcracker and a chocolate chip cookie, please.” The voice snaps me out of my daydream, and I look to find a girl in a black dress standing in front of me. Her bright green eyes stare into mine, and I nod. Black vine-like markings stretch up her arms, the signifier of a changeling. 

  “Name?” I ask. 

  “Tessa,” she says. “Tessa James Elliot.”

  “Got it.” I smile at her and grab the right cup, writing her name down as she turns to sit at a table close by. There’s another girl at her table, and she comes up to me. 

  “I’ll take a medium Salt City Freezie,” she says, and I notice her fangs. A vampire? 

  “Name?” 

  “Juliet Higgins,” she says, and I write it down. “J-U-L-I-E-T-T-E.” I quickly add the extra letters and nod. 

  “I’ll get it started,” I say. 

  She narrows her eyes and sits back down with Tessa, and I think the two begin talking. I fill the pitchers up with milk and coffee and set them up as Lizzy takes some orders. She follows me into the backroom and closes the door. 

  “How’ve you been, N?” she asks, rifling through the coffee bags. “Happy New Years, by the way.”

  “You too. I’ve been good. How’s Doll?” I grab some French roast and some more milk from the fridge. 

  “She’s fine. You know that’s not the point. When are you gonna let me in?” Lizzy smirks and hooks an arm around me, making my tail wag, and her eyes go half-lidded. I notice her pink eyeshadow looks a bit fancier today, and there’s little blue and yellow gemstones around her eyes. 

  “I need to go make coffee,” I say. 

  She scoffs and rolls her eyes. Her horns catch the light, and her tail wraps around my waist. She licks her lips, and her tongue pokes through. Her head rests on my shoulder, and I realize just how warm she’s become. I push myself away from her, and she whines. Huffing, Lizzy stalks out the door, tail swishing with every step. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but I need to focus on this job and school. 

  When the coffee and milks are ready, I get to work on building the drink. Café Nutcracker consists of two shots of sugarplum syrup, topped with ground nutmeg and pistachios. As for Salt City, it’s a shot of red velvet syrup in the milk, a shot of salted caramel syrup in the coffee, crushed ice, and topped with salted caramel syrup and marshmallows. Both drinks aren’t my thing, but they’re popular enough with the customers. 

  
  “Tessa James Elliot? Juliette Higgins?” I call out, and the girls stand up. Tessa takes her drink and cookie while Juliette eyes hers skeptically. “I’m very used to making this recipe, I promise.” 

  She takes a sip and nods, and I relax at that confirmation. I watch as they head back to their table, and Lizzy and I continue to take orders. The hours stretch on, and the girls leave. Once everyone is gone, Liz hops onto the counter and pulls me close. 

  “It’s only me and you, baby,” she murmurs, tracing a finger along my jaw. “We can play a game or two.”

  Lizzy smirks and pushes me onto my knees. I look up at her, ears tilting, and she leans back. The lights turn her blonde hair into a halo, and her eyes seem to glow underneath their glare. The first few buttons on her shirt are undone, revealing her bra, and she kicks off her shoes. Her small wings flare out, and she’s the very picture of a beautiful succubus. 

  I yawn, tail wagging slowly. Her image shatters, and she’s back to being my coworker. She whines, and I hand over her shoes. She slides them on and pouts, and I laugh and hug her. 

  “Maybe tomorrow,” I say. 

  “You better.” She goes to grab the cleaning supplies, and we work in silence.

  Afterwards, I lock the behind us and wave to her as she heads to her car. “Bye, Liz!”

  “Bye, N!” She slams the door and takes off, and I’m left standing there. Shaking my head, I jiggle the handle and go to my car. 

  There’s a small rag doll cat sleeping on the hood, and I pause. After a few seconds of debate, I scoop it up and place it on the sidewalk. It opens its golden eyes and sleepily mews, then stands and stretches. I stroke its head, and it purrs. It winds around my ankles, and I chuckle and bop its little head before walking back to my car. 

  As I turn it on and pull out of the parking lot, I check to make sure the cat is still safe, and I swear it’s looking right at me. Those gold eyes burn into mine, and I drive away. 

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  J narrows her eyes at me, and I continue to pour her coffee. She waits as Tessa holds her arm over the cup, blood dripping down. The droplets mix with the city roast, and I mix it for her. After I finish serving her, I kneel down and place my head on the vampiress’s lap. Her fingers run through my hair as the two talk. 

  “Who did you get partnered up with, Tessa?” she asks. 

  “O-oh, umm, I think she said her name was Doll. She had really big eyes and black on her arms,” the young miss says. 

  “Right. Her.” J takes a sip, sighing in what little happiness she’ll ever show, and she pushes the book over to the other girl. “You two chose Carmilla. Why?” 

  “I dunno, it sounded fun,” Tessa says. 

  J grumbles under her breath and dips her index and middle fingers into the frosting on her piece of cake. She gestures to me with her other hand, and I uncurl and sit up. Opening my mouth, I let her stick her fingers in and close it. My tongue swirls around, licking off the frosting bit by bit. She shudders, and I slow down. 

  “I chose to read Frankenstein,” J says. “It’s one I haven’t read before.”

  Tessa sips her tea, watching us intently. J continues to comb my hair, and I keep sucking on her fingers. 

  “I’ve heard it’s very interesting,” Tessa murmurs. 

  I speed up, gently scraping my teeth over her skin. She digs her heels into the carpet. 

  “Yes.”

  Her legs begin to shake, and I curl my tongue in order to swipe off the last bit of frosting. I smile up at her, and she nods. 

  “Did you enjoy that, Cyn?” Tessa asks, and I move over to her. She pulls me onto her lap, and I kiss her. Her lips part, and I bite down on her lower one. She wraps an arm around me, and I finger the edge of her dress. Finally, I break away and nod. 

  “That was very pleasant,” I say, and I wish I hadn’t. My voice is too robotic to be sweet, and…….never mind. 

  “Good girl,” Tessa coos, kissing my cheek. I know J is watching us with a hungry fascination, and for the thousandth time, I wish I were human. What would it be like to have her fangs sink into my neck, to have her feed from me? If only I were Tessa. 

  “I will do whatever you need me to do.” She gestures for me to leave, so I curtsy and make my way out of the library. 

  I sit on my bed, staring at the wall. Paintings adorn it, just like every other guest room in this manor. I blink and lie on my back, playing with my skirt. I know J has switched from her coffee to Tessa, is devouring her as I do nothing. What a life. 

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  Uzi sits down at the table, and I realize she’s wearing a different hoodie. Instead of the black one with the skull and bones, this one is dark gray with a crow head in purple. I think it looks cool. My eyes stay glued to her, and my breathing speeds up ever so slightly when she adjusts her beanie. 

  “You ready to get bored, V?” she asks dryly, and I nod. “Wonderland, here we come.” 

  She hands me an earbud and turns on the audiobook, and we listen while drawing. I keep sneaking glances over at her paper, admiring the bird monsters that are taking life. As for my paper, all I draw are cat-like creatures with too-large eyes and hooked claws. They’re not half as good as hers. 

  Uzi’s wings stir, making my tail flick. She lowers her head some more, and I stop and close my eyes to focus on the story. When I continue, my sketches bring Wonderland to paper. The chessboard hills shift into a forest full of talking flowers and rocking-horseflies. I try to add in a Bandersnatch, but it looks awful. 

 
  I look over at her, fighting back the urge to ask her to come to my house later. She was just there, but it’s not enough. It’s never enough. 

  After we finish listening to the book, I hug her goodbye and leave her house to head back to my master. My lips curl up as I see the apartment, and I transform back into a cat. His little replacement kitty is still there, and she coos at me and pats her lap. She strokes my fur, and I try to not revert back to a human and yell at her. 

  Jackie puts on a show and talks to me about her day, and internally, I smirk at the knowledge that she doesn’t know about me. Though, it fades when I see the jeweled choker winding around her neck. 

  I wish I hadn’t left Uzi. 

  “Look, Chess, you see that?” Jackie points to the TV, and I wish I could roll my eyes. “That’s golf. It’s a really fun sport where you have a club and colorful golf balls.” 

  ‘I know what golf is, you brainless idiot. What am I saying? You’re a mummy, of course you’re bound to be brainless.’ 

  I wait until she’s asleep, then slink out back to my house. My parents are eating dinner, and I plop down and stare at the empty plate. I serve myself and take a bite of chicken, a purr rumbling in my throat. 

  “How was your day, Viola?” Mom asks. “How was Michael?”

  “Wasn’t there,” I say. “Jackie was.” 

  “Oh. Well, how’s Uzi?” Her green and gold eyes gently watch my every move, and I shrug and eat some more. “I hope your English project is coming along well.”

  “It is.” My tail wraps around the chair leg, and I accidentally bite my tongue. I take a sip of water to try and combat the burst of pain. 

  “We can play a game after dinner,” Dad says, and I give him a small smile, my ears peeking up. 

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  I’m staring at the computer when I hear it. A howl. It doesn’t sound like a wolf’s, and I narrow my eyes and leave the house. I walk through the woods, comforted by the cool winds and silver moonlight. 

  The howl grows louder, and I break out into a run. I enter a clearing and see it. See him. 

  A guy maybe my age, with white hair that reflects the light like a mirror. Floppy ears jut from his head, and his tail wags a mile a minute. He’s wearing a long black jacket, and I lean against a tree. 

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  “Meow. Meow.” 

  I turn, and my eyes widen as I see a kitten. It walks up to me and winds around my legs, smearing mud on my jeans and socks. Bending down, I scratch its head and say, “Hey, l’il kitty. Where’s your collar?” 

  It meows again and blinks up at me, and I pick it up and go to sit on a fallen log. It shakes its head and curls up on my lap, and I try to knock some of the mud and leaves off. It’s still wet, so this must has happened recently. I thought cats were good at cleaning themselves off, but this one doesn’t seem to want to. Weird. 

  “Do you have a home?” I ask, and a wave of stupidity washes over me. However, the cat sneezes and flicks its tail. “Do you have an owner?” It sneezes again, and I take that as a no. 

  Standing up, I carry it back home and carefully open the door. The cat shifts in my arms, and I bring it over to the sink. Pausing, I try to determine what the best course of action is: bathing the cat in the sink or the tub. Maybe the tub……but it would be easier to keep the cat safe in the sink. However, the cat jumps out of my arms and walks over to the tub, making the decision for me. 

  I chuckle and go to get the dog brush and shampoo I need to give Bonnie. It’s gotta be fine for cats, right? It’s pet shampoo……I’ll have to look that up later. After that, I fill the tub up with some warm water and watch as the cat stands directly in the center. I roll up my sleeves and get to work. 

  To my surprise, the cat seems absolutely fine with all of this. It purrs practically nonstop, and I wonder how many other cats like water. This is the first time I’ve ever seen this before, and it makes me smile. 

  “My name’s N,” I say. “What should I call you?” 

  More silence. 

  I take a towel out and carefully dry the kitten off, and I laugh a bit when I see how fluffy it’s become. It sneezes and gives me an indignant expression, and I stroke its head. I pick it up and carry it back to my room, placing it on the bed. 

  “I’ll find your owners tomorrow, little buddy,” I say. The kitten curls up beside me as I watch a show, and I idly pet it.

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  I put the cat in Biscuit’s old carrier and walk around town, but no one I’ve asked has seen the cat before. Sighing, I sit down at the park and open the case, letting the kitten pad onto my lap. We watch the people go by for a while when it suddenly jumps down and scampers away. 

  “Little buddy!” I cry, going after it. I feel my body shift into my dog form, and I speed up. Someone people yell out, and I crash into a child. She falls to the ground, but I can’t stop just yet. I lick her leg in apology and keep running. 

  The cat disappears into tall grass, and I pause to sniff the air. Whoa, there was a Kitsune here yesterday! 

  Sniff, sniff. 

  There was a spidergirl! 

  Wait, N, focus! Don’t lose the kitten!

  She went to the left. I head after her, barking to get her attention. Nothing. I whine and pause in the grass, my sides heaving. 

  “Oh, you’re so cute! Look at your little toe beans!” a voice exclaims from my right, and I shift back and go towards it. The kitten is being held by someone, and I clear my throat as to not scare them. 

  “Hi,” I say. “That’s my cat.”

  Their eyes widen, and they laugh nervously. “Is it? Sorry, I didn’t realize…..Never mind. Here.” They boop the cat’s nose before handing her over, and the kitten blinks golden eyes up at us. 

  “Thanks,” I say. 

  “You’re welcome.” 

  I head back to the bench, and the girl I knocked down earlier is sitting there. I stall, unsure of if I should say something to her. She’s tiny, and my gaze shifts downwards. Guilt pools in my stomach when I see that her left ankle is twisted painfully to the side. Her eyes suddenly lock with mine, and my mouth goes dry. 

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  The library is perfectly neat and ready to be studied in. Tessa and J close the door behind them, and I watch them and wave. Now that I’m done with my chores for this morning, I can do whatever I want. How fun. 

  I heave a soft sigh and adjust my yellow dress. Tessa had gifted it to me this year, and it was my absolute favorite thing ever. I pull on the lacy ankle socks I bought recently and the white gloves, then the shoes J gave me and head outside. The park shouldn’t be crowded this early, which was nice for me. 

  I walk there, passing by as sorts of people. There’s a succubus showing off for her friend, and a spidergirl playing a game with a guy. Seeing them makes me smile a bit, and I save to them before taking a left. The park is close by, and I pause to look at the sun. The wind is gentle and lifts my skirt a bit, and I hug myself to stay grounded. 

  Stepping out into the grass, I twirl around, raising my arms up. My bow shakes with the movement, and I hear myself laugh softly. Pawsteps ring out, and I open my eyes in time to see a large dog running at me. I try to go to the side, but…….

  CRASH!

  SNAP!

  The dog stops to lick my leg before continuing onward. I lie in the grass, dazed and blinking. With a quiet huff, I sit upward and glance down. My left ankle is snapped to the side, and I sigh and drag myself like a horror movie ghost to a park bench. 

  I really should fix it, but I just lean against the wood and let the sunshine hit me. There’s no reason to hurry, it’s not like I’m in pain. After a few minutes, I slip off my shoe and rub the ankle joint. It’s not going to be an easy fix. Closing my eyes again, I prepare to snap it back in place.

  “H-hey, are you okay?” a guy’s voice asks, and I glance at him. 

  Wow. 

  He’s taller than me by quite a bit, and he has soft features and the fluffiest-looking hair. Golden retriever ears poke out, and a tail drops between his legs. I try to compose myself, but I just can’t do that. He’s just as pretty as Tessa and J are. 

  I nod, blushing a little, and he sits beside me. Something shifts in his arms, and I realize that he’s holding a cat. 

  “I can call nine-one-one if you need,” he says. “O-oh, I’m N, by the way.” 

  “Cyn,” I mumble. In response to his offer, I remove my sock and quickly jerk my ankle back into place. When I look back at him, his mouth is open while his face has gone pale.  I can’t help but giggle, and he breathes out. 

  “Are you an automaton?” he asks. 

  “Living doll,” I say in a soft voice. 

  His cat lets out a quiet, sleepy meow, and he begins stroking its fur. “I’m a weredog, a golden retriever.”

  “I know.” I point to his ears, and his cheeks flush. I smooth my now-grass-stained dress and close my eyes again. There’s a sudden weight on my lap, and I feel the cat nestle up. I hum quietly and run a hand down its back. There’s something off about it, but I can’t put my finger on what.

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  N and the doll, Cyn, talk about everything and anything, and I hop off the bench and stalk through the grass. He doesn’t even notice that I leave, and when I’m far enough away, I shift back and head to the other bench. 

  Cyn is very cutesy, and I wonder where she lives. I’ll have to leave Michael one of these days, leave him to the brainless idiot that is Jackie. Then again, if she keeps it in a jar, is she really brainless? I wonder what he’d think would happen to me. Cats don’t want their masters to see them when they’re about to die, right?

  I need to go back to Uzi. The thought of my classmate makes me sigh, and I leave the park and the duo. 

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  “I hate it here!” Uzi slams her computer shut and stands up, and I tilt my head and stare at her. She runs a hand through her hair and takes a deep breath. “I need some coffee. You coming or what?”  

 
  “Sure,” I say with a slight giggle. Grabbing my car key, I spin it on my finger while she gets her stuff and slips her skull-and-bones hoodie over her head. “I’ll drive.”

  The ride is full of music, and Uzi begins to sing along to the anime opening she put on. I spare her a glance when I get stuck in traffic, and I bite my lip as to not smile. The light shining on her wings and purple hair makes her so pretty. Oh, I just wanna take a bite of her. 

  Eventually, I pull into a parking spot, and we head into the empty café. There’s a blonde succubus sitting on the counter, and she’s feeding her were-dog coworker a cannoli. Her black tail swishes through the air, and she giggles as he murmurs something. He looks past her and locks eyes with me, and his entire body tenses. 

  Wait a minute…….is that…..it’s…..

 N?!

 Oh, my God. 

  Uzi heads up to the counter, but I’m frozen to the ground. Shit. Shit! Out of all the places…..he works here?! 

  “Can I get a Berry Plumoncino?” she asks, and I swallow down my shock and follow her. 

  “I’ll take a Butterfly Matchiato,” I say, my voice weaker than it should be. I hear the door open behind us, but I can’t break eye contact with N. He shouldn’t recognize me, but if he does…..

  “Do you want any treats with that?” the blonde asks, and a quick glance at her name tag reveals her name to be Lizzy. 

  “Umm….” I can’t think straight enough to answer. 

  “I want a chocolate chip cookie,” Uzi says. 

  Lizzy eyes her and snickers, then presses a kiss to N’s cheek and gets to work on my drink. Uzi takes a seat at a table, and I wordlessly sit with her. Two girls take our place, and I vaguely hear them speak. 

  The girls sit down, and I watch Lizzy and N move around. As he grabs the milk, she reaches out to smack his ass. He laughs and pokes her shoulder, making her grin. Are they dating? 

  Oh, focus, V. He’s just some random dude. 

  Once our drinks our done, Lizzy takes her seat on the counter, singing along to the music. Her tail twitches, and I wonder what her wings would look like. She has crystalline, pink and black horns bursting off her head, and her hair is tied up with a yellow ribbon. She’s pretty, with a body that screams succubus. 

  I need to stop looking and focus on the report. God, this is too hard. 

  Uzi begins to write some things down, and I scroll for any images we can use. There’s plenty of amazing depictions of Wonderland, but more than a few look more like drug-fueled nightmares, which is the complete opposite of our report.

  “Tessa!” 

  The shocked shriek makes my head snap up, and one of the girls who came in bursts into laughter. She must be Tessa. She has the black markings of a changeling on her arms and legs as well as black hair and tan skin, and her friend has silver twin-tails and a black dress. As I watch, Tessa’s hair changes to a warm reddish-brown, and she winks at her friend. 

  “What can I say? She’s adorable,” Tessa says. “I mean, did you want to play with her? I can arrange th-“

  “Tessa!” The silver-haired girl covers her face, and the other girl pats her back. 

  Uzi clears her throat, and my attention shifts back to her. She gestures to her computer, to all the words she’s written, and I nod. 

  “Good job, gremlin,” I say. “Who knew you were literate?”

  “Bite me! I can read!” Her eyes flick away, and more laughter rises up from the counter. We both look over, and oh, my God. 

  Lizzy is bent over the counter, and her tail snakes through the air. N kisses her neck, and my cheeks go bright red. This is a café, not a bedroom. Though…..it’s hot……

  V! Focus! 

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  Lizzy presses her lips to my neck before pulling back with a smirk. “It’s me and you now, baby. C’mon. Please?” 

  I take a step away from her and shrug, saying, “If today goes well, I’ll go back to your house.”

  “Oh, hell, yeah!” she exclaims, hugging me tightly. “You totes won’t regret this, I promise!”

  I grin at her, and we get to work. Tessa and Juliette return for the third time this week, and I serve them their usual orders. There’s a young girl who comes in a few seconds after them, and I’m surprised to recognize her as Cyn. She makes eye contact with me and comes up to the counter. 

  
  “Hi, N!” she chirps, waving. Her arm looks to be loose at the elbow, and as she goes to high-five me, it falls out of the socket. “Oh. No.”

  “Are you okay?” I ask, eyes widening. 

  
  “Cyn!” Tessa approaches us and picks up the fallen limb and lifts the girl’s upper arm into the air. She connects the two, and Cyn twirls in place and hugs her. 

  “What’cha gonna order?” Lizzy asks, more than a little annoyed.

  “Oh, I cannot drink,” Cyn says. “I’m just here for Tessa.”

  “I see.” Lizzy rolls her eyes and turns to face me. “Hey, N, I need your help with something in the back.”

  I check on the coffees and milks before following her, my tail wagging a mile a minute. She closes the door and swings her leg up, pinning me in place to the wall. I stare at her, and she smirks and unbuttons my shirt. She begins to kiss and suck my skin, leaving little hickies behind. 

  A groan works its way out of my throat, and her tail wraps around my waist. She giggles and reaches up to stroke my ears, and her free hand creeps down my pants. I grab her wrist and shake my head, and she lets out an exasperated sigh. 

  “Back to work, I guess,” she says. “Fantastic. I love this job.” 

  I get the girls’ drinks ready while she prepares the desserts, and Cyn comes up to the counter and stares at me. She tilts her head towards Lizzy, and I shrug. That makes her grin, and she gestures towards Tessa and Juliette. Confused, I raise a palm, and she gives me an innocent expression. Lizzy hands her the cookies, and I finish the drinks. 

  Customer after customer come through the café, and it’s dark out when Cyn and her friends leave. Lizzy hops onto the counter and stretches, saying, “Now, can we please get this over with?”

  “Why do you…..want to do this?” I ask. “I thought you liked your friend more.”

  “Ugh, blame stupid succubus rules,” she says, rolling her eyes again. “I can’t be considered a pro until I sleep with a guy, so you’ll suffice. Don’t worry, I’ll make it pleasurable for both of us.” 

  I can’t help but laugh quietly. “I’m sure you will.”

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  “Yo, N!” Thad raises his hand for a high-five, and I don’t leave him hanging. “You wanna play basketball?”

  “No, sorry. Lizzy wanted to show me something,” I say, and she elbows her brother. 

  “Yeah. This is way better than football,” she says. 

  “Basketball.”

  “Ugh, whatever. C’mon, N,” she says. Thad doesn’t move, so she shoves him and laughs. “Get outta here, loser!”

  He finger-guns at us, and she groans and pulls me into her bedroom.

  My senses are immediately overwhelmed by pink, and I pause for a second to process everything. Her walls, bedding, curtains, and most of her plushies are pink. Her bed, bookshelves, and dressers are white, and there are dark red and purple butterflies scattered around the room.

  She pushes me onto the bed, dims the lights, and starts taking her clothes off, and her underwear is light pink. 

  I stifle a laugh, and she glares at me. Her horns  seem to grow, and she begins to dance in place. She trails a hand down her body, smiling and looking at me through lowered lashes. Twirling around, she blows me a kiss before crawling into the bed. The sight of it takes me out, and she huffs and waits me to to stop wheezing. 

  “Are you done yet?” she asks, and I nod. “Good. Lean back.” 

  I do as she orders, and she slips my pants and boxers down. I take my shirt off, and my ears perk up as my tail attempts to wag. She wraps her soft hand around my dick and slowly moves it up and down.

  I bite on my lip to not moan, and Lizzy sticks her tongue out and licks the tip of my dick. She looks up at me, smiling a little. I tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear, and she makes an appreciative sound and licks again. 

  Groaning, I rest against the pillows more comfortably, and she gently scratches circles on my inner thigh. I grab her hand and place it at my ears, and she laughs, her breath tickling me. She rubs my ears, and I get harder beneath her touch. 

  “Ready?” she breathes out. “Three, two…..one.” 

  Lizzy strips out of her underwear faster than I can blink, and she twists us until I’m on top of her. I blink and chuckle quietly, and she guides my dick into her. I thrust my hips, and Lizzy’s mouth falls open for a second. Pausing, I wait until she nods before continuing. 

  She moans softly, eyes flickering closed. I sit upright and move to rest against the headboard. Lizzy looks at me, and she grabs my hand and pulls it up to her breasts.

  I run my thumb over her skin, and she smiles. She pushed a lock of hair behind her ear, and her wings flare out as she rides me. Her tail snakes around my waist, and I wrap an arm around hers. 

  She leans into me, pressing kisses to my neck and chest. Her tail moves down and grips my dick and runs up and down. The scales are cool, and the sensation makes me close my eyes and exhale loudly.

  She laughs and kisses my cheek, and I keep going. Her breathless giggles turn into shallow pants and lewd moans, and every sound sets my nerves on fire. 

  She rubs my ears, and my tail wags faster despite being trapped beneath me and the bed. She rolls her hips and runs a hand over my chest, and I reach out and pinch her nipple. I’m rewarded with a sigh, and the hand on my ear speeds up. A fire gathers in my stomach, and before I know it, I end up cumming. 

  Lizzy slumps against me, and her yellow hair ribbon is crumpled. I untie it, and her hair falls over her shoulders and down her back. The pink strands catch the light, and I roll the tips between my fingers. She makes a small noise, and her wings curl around us.