C3Verse: White Rose Community James and Delilah Story Number 7



[Willing Domination/Succubus, TG Story]



{16,400+ Words}



*Disclaimer/Spoiler Alert: Contains Servitude, Bondage Crossdressing, TG Themes, Light Peril, and Frequent use of the Term Master and Mistress by a Willing Person. This story is Sexually Explicit.



*From the Author: “Greetings,

It has been a long time since we last checked in on James and his Succubus wife, Delilah. So I wrote a Valentine's day special for it, though it was a little bit of a struggle to finish when I liked. 

Here it is now, with the promise of more to come soon. If you would like to know more about James and Delilah, you can find their story here: https://www.deviantart.com/xarek-of-the-c3verse/art/WRC-James-and-Delilah-1-03-13-15-1100192087 

Or if you want a quick refresher, I posted the White Rose Community Guidebook that has a timeline of previous events. It can be found here: https://www.deviantart.com/xarek-of-the-c3verse/art/C3VERSE-White-Rose-Community-Guidebook-1167367175 

And to start us off, a poem that MaggieHolt helped me with, who has really assisted me in making these stories what they are: 

“Now that Master and Servant have become Master and Mistress, we come to a struggle that we must all witness.

When Cupid strikes at Dawn's first light, will love save us from this dire plight?”

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Friday, February 12th, 2016, Time: 17:43

 

Six Months After James and Delilah's Wedding

Master James and Mistress Delilah Blackwood's House in The White Rose Community of Boulder City Colorado

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+++ context for Kristos’s family.

Rachel Daphne Black smoothed out her suit coat and tie, looking at herself through her plain black eye mask and into the floor to ceiling mirror of her brother and sister-in-law's mansion.

Despite not usually enjoying wearing more masculine style clothing like this, she thought she actually looked pretty sexy in the silk feminine tailored black suit. Especially with her black naturally curly hair in a ponytail behind her tied with a black ribbon, her dark toned makeup with red lipstick on her pale face, her fluttery black eyelashes coming through wide eyes of the mask, and the eight inch heeled boots coming out from beneath her long boot-cut pants.

Rachel smiled and felt in her side jacket pocket for the little box that held all her hopes and dreams for tonight.

She heard someone in heels coming downstairs, and she straightened up, hoping it was her girlfriend Trixie, but was equally pleased to see that it was her brother, James Blackwood, Master of the house and the handsome supposedly immortal billionaire, wearing a elegant orange victorian ball gown with his grown out curly hair done up in a feminine bun, and heavy makeup on his pale angry face while he held his hand-held feminine full-face masquerade mask on a stick.

Rachel wolf-whistled before smirking at her in femme brother who glared at her as she teased, "You look super sexy there, big bro."

His glare deepened while his cheeks blushed from more than just the make up on him. His dark orange painted lips said, "I hate you."

"No you don't. Come on. You look great!"

She twirled her finger and he regrettably spun in the deep-necked ball gown that showed off his flat hairless and toned chest, while he looked more angry and more embarrassed than Rachel had ever seen him.

Before she could pull out her camera, her brother cautioned, “If you take a picture of me, I will command Delilah to turn you into a guy for tonight. I bet Trixie would love that.”

Rachel looked fearfully at her stern brother until the hint of a smile came to his teasing orange lips.

Laughing, Rachel went and hugged him tightly around his corseted waist before whispering seriously, "Thanks for agreeing to do this and being there to help me prepare for tonight. I've been really nervous all week and hope this works out."

Despite how much she knew he was embarrassed to have to wear a dress and makeup in public, she could hear the happiness in his voice as he said, "I want it to work out for you too and I want you to be happy, Rach. Good luck tonight." Jimmy pulled away with a kind orange lipped smile which turned into a glare again. "But your role-reversal themed mask party is a stupid idea."

"Hey!" Rachel said and pushed him while trying not to laugh. "It's a great idea! Not my fault you let Delee decide it meant dressing up as different genders.”

“Uh-huh. Sure. I bet you planned this with her.”

Rachel smiled as it had actually been her brother's wife, Delilah’s idea all along while Delilah had secretly mentioned to Rachel that Jimmy happened to have recently become a closet crossdresser. Delilah thought it would be hilarious if he had been forced to wear a dress in public,

Something that Rachel also hoped for her date to wear this night as well.

Tonight was the annual St. Valentine's day ball that was held the Friday before Valentine's day at the White Rose Community in Boulder City Colorado. A community that Rachel had been a part of since she moved into her brother's house a few weeks before he got married to Delilah, who happened to be a very nice and amazing Succubus.

Rachel had grown close to some of the members of this Community for the past six months she had been there, even becoming friends with some of the friendlier witches, ghosts, treepeople, fairies, half-humans, humans, vampires, were-people, and the single sexily-strong and amazing Cyclops that lived in the gated magical community.

The nicer ones had really welcomed her as one of their own and had even let her throw this special party at brother's huge house that needed to accommodate all the people Rachel had invited for a masquerade style ball. 

“How are your feet in the heels?” Rachel asked with a grin.

Jimmy sighed. “Delilah made me practice all day last Saturday when she became my Mistress, and made me promise to practice this week too.”

Normally, when a Demon binds themself to a human, which hasn't been recorded to have happened in the last five thousand years outside Jimmy and Delilah, the demon must obey their new Master's every whim for eternity. But Jimmy hadn't managed to change his bond with his wife so that she can at least have one day to be Master over him, something the nicest recorded Succubus in all of history usually doesn't take advantage of too often, just like Jimmy is the kind of person to treat his wife as his equal And not his eternal slave.

Though every once in a while, Jimmy or Delilah could be found being a little more forcefully in their command or willing to do something for the love of their life anyway.

“I know.” Rachel teased. “I saw you in that little sexy black dress when I snuck back here the other day. You and Delilah were a little distracted using whatever Crests you were using to have sex. Why are you without those huge breasts you had that night?”

Her brother's cheeks turned scarlet, but he made no comment about it. 

Jimmy was still embarrassed about Rachel knowing about what he and Delilah got up to when they had their necessary daily fun coitus sessions that was essentially what Delilah needed as sustenance, though they had just as many unnecessary sexual times as well. Rachel had caught them at least a hundred times without them knowing and even sometimes secretly watched them going at it for a moment, curious about whatever Crests they would occasionally use and the ways they would do it.

Jimmy and Delilah had also caught Rachel and Trixie at it a few times as well, though her brother was more uncomfortable about it than Rachel, who now saw it as something as important as food was to humans with Delilah's insatiability. Though Rachel couldn't deny that she was grateful her brother chose to ignore her and Trixie going at it, as long as Trixie didn't break anything or hurt Rachel with her inhumane strength. 

Rachel's phone buzzed in her pocket. Glancing at who the message was from, she immediately put it back and asked her brother who was playing with his fan in his gloved hand, “Has mom bugged you yet tonight?”

“No. Is she still asking when you are going to ask?”

“Yes.” Rachel said awkwardly.

Tonight was the night that Rachel was going to ask Trixie, the most amazing woman and Cyclops in the world, to marry her. Something that she had told her mom she was doing tonight, despite her parents having some trouble accepting that their daughter was a lesbian when she came out to them on Christmas day. Though they weren't outright against her, they still had been awkward around her, questioning if she really had liked women most of her life and trying to make sure this was what she really wanted. When she had told them of her intentions to marry Trixie last week when Jimmy and Delilah had flown up to see them with Rachel, they seemed to finally be getting around to the idea while her mom continued to bug her about if the proposal had been made and start talking about the wedding.

A few years ago, Rachel never expected that she would be the one to ask someone for their hand in marriage, but she also never expected to find love so quickly and knew that she was ready to spend the rest of her life with Trixie, who was twice her age while Cyclopes had a slightly longer lifespan than humans. 

Though Rachel had no idea how Trixie would feel about it when Rachel proposed, she was terrified of rejection from the giant of a woman who had never shown any interest in this level of commitment.

Jimmy had thought that he had been ready when he proposed to Delilah last year, before Delilah had shown him the truth of this crazy world and revealed her true nature as one of the creatures that was normally destined to steal souls for eternity. Then Jimmy had rescued the love of his life from that by becoming the holder of her own soul and saving her from something she desperately didn't want to be a part of.

But Rachel was worried that she would be the one stealing Trixie into a relationship with a normal female human that was nearly two feet shorter than the seven-foot-four-inch Cyclops, who could easily break Rachel like she was a fragile little bird.

Though Rachel was far from normal herself as a Testes, or a witness to the magical beings and things around her. She knew she would never be normal after being introduced to this world through Jimmy, Delilah, and Trixie. And she really wanted to be part of it as she discovered her love for the biggest and biggest hearted woman she had ever met who helped her discover herself.

“Do you know when you are going to ask?” Her brother asked gently.

“I'm thinking of dawn. It's her favorite time of the day.”

“That's several hours away. You should just tell mom you are doing it tomorrow morning.”

Rachel growled in frustration when her phone buzzed again and she did what her brother suggested, also telling her mom that she had a party tonight and wouldn't be available to talk.

A thought occurred to Rachel, who asked her brother, “Do you think she's worried I'm going to do what you did and give them less than three months for a wedding?”

Jimmy shrugged. “Possibly. I don't think mom has forgiven Delilah for that.”

Chuckling, Rachel agreed, “She mentioned that to me before I told them I was going to propose to Trixie. Then later, she threatened to disown me if I didn't let her help plan her 'baby girl's’ wedding.”

Jimmy chuckled, but it was interrupted when they heard the doorbell ring to announce the first community guests to arrive.

“Ready?” Jimmy asked her with another painted lipped smile.

“As ready as I'll ever be. I'll give you the signal before I do it.”

“I remember.”

Taking a deep calming breath, Rachel smirked as she held out her arm, her brother rolling his eyes as he took it so she could escort him to the door a dozen feet away, like a gentleman would for a lady.

After grumbling something about Rachel being a devil spawn, Jimmy opened the door to welcome the first of the guests.

To her joy, two of Rachel's favorite couples stood on the patio.

Rowena Daniels immediately shouted happily, “Rachel, and her… er… Brother. Nice Dress, Master Jimmy. Delilah's really got you wrapped around her finger to get you to wear that.”

Jimmy's arm immediately left Rachel's while Rachel laughed. 

Despite the glare that Jimmy gave them, He said, “You are all welcome into my home.” which was special permission that was needed for every visit from non-human beings while in the Community.

Rowena, her husband Lucas, and Rowena's brother and his husband all stepped over the threshold while Rachel appraised their costumes.

The surprisingly bright and cheerful Rowena wore an out of season bright pink sundress that had matching colored wedges, an oversized pink beach hat, wide sunglasses in place of a mask on her heavily bronzed face, and pink lipstick that went well with her newly colored blonde hair with pink highlights. And though her quieter but still cheerful husband wore an old fashioned suit, pale heavy makeup, fangs, and red tinted large sunglasses, Rowena was the true Vampire that didn't show up in the mirror in the foyer while her immortal human husband did.

Rowena's blood-brother Jarlath, was also a vampire and his husband and him had traded roles by the ever-serious Jarlath wearing a brown furry wolf half-mask and a brown bushy tail under his suit coat, while his friendly-dog mannered werewolf of a husband was dressed similar to Lucas with his beard and hair neatly trimmed and a sharp toothed grin on his face beneath a blood red half mask that surrounded his big puppy-dog eyes.

“You guys look amazing!” Rachel told her guests. “I love your hair, Rowena. I can't believe you went blonde.”

“I know. It looks fantastic though. I think I might keep it for a while.” Rowena accepted Rachel's offer for a hug, while humans had to offer permission to be touched.

Stepping back to her husband, Lucas shook Jimmy and Rachel's hand and said, “I hope she does keep it for a while. It's better than when she chopped it all off in the nineteen-twenties to fit in the In crowd. And I haven't slept with a blonde since that barmaid during the gold rush.”

Rachel smacked her husband. “That was me trying to see if you were being faithful.”

“And I knew it was you the whole time. I watched you go into that Chinese Witches den and come out as the buxom blonde I knew was sleeping with me that night.”

“That old argument again!” Rowena complained before turning to Jimmy, “Where's your charming Prince Delilah, Madame Jimmy?”

His cheeks still red, Jimmy told them, “Getting Trixie ready for the evening. They should be down shortly.”

A smooth female voice in an accent no one was familiar with came from the still open doorway, “I hope she won't be too long. I need to have her show me how to make those delightful apple pies she can conjure at a whim. I want to make them look like real apples tonight.”

Mother Maxibeth, the resident witch coven leader and elected leader of the community, led a large group of people from around the community that carried various trays and dishes for the snacks for the evening. Jimmy allowed them into the house to get ready, while the community leader stayed to speak with him.

Maxibeth and her now three witch sisters were dressed up like classic witches with green faces, their normally silvery white hair turned black, black evening gowns of various styles, pointed hats, and each having a broom following them walking like a person. The stereotypical witch costume was usually offensive to their true abilities and looks, but they seemed to be making fun of in turn as they still all looked as beautiful as ever tonight.

“Hello, Ladies.” Jimmy said with a bow.

“Mistress Jimmy, don't you look stunning this evening.” Without waiting for permission, Maxibeth offered her hand to Jimmy, and kissed it when he gave it to her, making him blush again. “That dress really suits you.”

“Hands off, you witch!” Delilah shouted with a devilish laugh as she finally joined the party as Rachel allowed more guests in.

The makeup free and still gorgeous Delilah was wearing a purple Victorian Style men's suit with her purple tipped wings and tail coming out from the back of it with a purple mask and her purple tipped black horns coming from her pixie cut purple tipped blonde hair. She stepped to Jimmy and bowed to him with her foot in front of her as she said, “Madame Jimmy, you look ravishing tonight.”

Rolling his eyes, Jimmy curtsied for his wife and told her, “And you look as handsome as ever, Delilah.” 

She immediately grabbed his hands and twirled him before dipping him and kissed him deeply.

While the guests around them clapped for the hosting couple, the community guards Jarlath and his husband Eugene took over for welcoming more guests while the rest of the party moved into the grand room and divided amongst the living spaces on different levels of the house.

After Rachel finally fought her way to Delilah, she asked nervously, “Where's Trixie?”

Delilah smiled, “Waiting for you to watch her grand entrance.” Her purple manicured claw pointed back up the stairs where Trixie was leaning on the banister on the top.

For as long as Rachel had known her and from what Delilah had told her, Trixie hated wearing dresses and would avoid them at all costs. But with tonight being a role-reversal night that Rachel really wanted to make special, she had convinced Trixie to secretly pick out and wear a dress for her.

And Trixie looked absolutely stunning in it.

The tall Cyclops wore a dark blue, floor length halter style, split dress that showed off all of her tall and muscular leg that finally stepped down the stairs in silver heeled sandals. The dress hugged her perfectly toned body, including the large and surprisingly pillowy breasts that Rachel loved to lay on. For the first time since meeting her, Rachel saw Trixie had gone heavier with her makeup and actually wore red lipstick, while her brown hair was filled with pearls and in an elegant bun.

All things that Rachel had never pictured her very butch and strong willed girlfriend to wear.

One end of Trixie's heavily mascaraed big single brown eye fluttered down first before the other as Trixie winked beneath her single eye eye-mask while she stepped down the stairs in her heels holding the railing with pure white and gloved hand.

Unable to help herself, Rachel's eyes filled with tears as she held her hand for her large and incredibly gorgeous girlfriend to take.

Trixie spoke softly in her deeper soft voice, “You are making me blush, staring at me like that.”

“I don't care. You look so beautiful.” Rachel pulled Trixie down for a kiss before adding, “Thank you for doing this for me. I know you don't like dresses -”

“Rachel.” Trixie interrupted with a kind smile. “I see how happy this makes you, so I will say this only once. I love you and you are the only person I am willing to occasionally wear a dress for. Please don't make me do it often.”

“Of course, Trix. I love you too.”

Trixie appraised Rachel's costume as well. “I like you in this suit. I might have to get you to wear stuff like this more often.”

“Only for you.” Rachel told her. “But you might have to walk me around tonight. I'm worried I might break something In these heels.”

Trixie let out a beautiful laugh. “Then why'd you wear them, dummy?”

“I wanted to be taller for you.”

Trixie looked deeply joyful when she said, “I think you are the tallest hearted one here and that's plenty enough for me. But if risking your ankles is a chance to keep you on my arm, I'll carry you all night if I have to.”

They both laughed and Rachel took her girlfriend's muscular arm, knowing it was going to be a great night as her worries lessened and they joined the party. 

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The party turned out to be a huge hit as most of the people enjoyed the masked and reversed themes, though some seemed to miss the idea as Maxibeth was found arguing about whether turning oneself green really counted as a mask to a tree spirit with a tiki mask and out of season red and yellow leaves for hair.

No one bothered to mention that it wasn't really a role-reversal that the witches were dressed as even more recognizable witches.

Jimmy was one of many men that had chosen to wear a dress, which included Jimmy's friend Kristos the Centaur, that showed up in a flowery one as well, which was a sight to behold with his horse half coming underneath the massive ball gown. Kristos’s unpleasantly conceited wife Cressida had gone with half of a stuffed animal horse tied behind her back, and bow and quiver soft tipped arrows she would shoot at people that made fun of her stuffed horse butt. Their daughter Arinia was transformed into a living Grecian statue by her make-up artist of a boyfriend who was part Wiccan that wore one of Arinia's Grecian dresses, while Arinia's single brother Markos had on a horse mask and covered his top half in a furry shirt while he wore two sets of sewn together pants with sneakers on his centaur hooves to become a backwards Centaur. And the final member of their family, Andromeda, made her fashionably late appearance in jeans and a t-shirt with her new boyfriend Eric in matching clothes, both normally preferring expensive and flasher clothing.

Other magical creatures were similarly reversed such as the were-cat named Lynx stayed in human form while his human fiancee Tanya, wore cat ears and a tail she often used to smack her jokester of a Fiance with. A Satyr Couple that lived across from Jimmy and Delilah wore heavy hooded cloaks and dark masks while their horns came from their hoods, which was definitely a type of reversal as they hardly ever wore any type of clothing save for some pieces for modesty. And the family of ghosts that haunted a house down the street had managed to change their appearance to wear modern clothes rather than the clothes from the 1800s they had perished in.

Immery Tuin, the oldest living person in the community, had done nothing to change her role at all save for wearing a bright pink mask and pink sparkly dress. Her appearance was already something of a reversed role, as the one-thousand-two-hundred-and-six year old witch had been cursed with the appearance of a fourteen year old girl, who often acted just as old and cranky as her true age. 

Rachel had helped Delilah decorate her Modern French style mansion to fit with Delilah's and her Husband's manner of dress for this evening in a French Victorian Style that had white and gold tones, massive paintings that sometimes were ones that Jimmy had painted himself, patterned hardwood, and many candle lit chandeliers that brightened the whole house. Though Delilah had done most of the house changing by Magic, Rachel had helped her sister-in-law decide the style of everything and where it should go, while enjoying being able to remodel the entire interior style of the house several times in a few minutes, including some playful ones like when Jimmy became mad his whole house and furniture ad suddenly became purple.

Delilah had also enchanted a few string instruments, a harpsichord, and a golden grand piano to hover above the guests and play enhanced classical music throughout the entire house as people danced to it in the great room that Delilah magically extended into the backyard to make a three times as large grand ballroom for the night.

Trays of food and drink hovered for guests as well, and never tasted like what they appeared to be. When you took a bite of a chocolate strawberry, people would be surprised to find it tasting like wine as it melted in their mouths. Or a small bite of chocolate cake that became a delicious and sweet pear. Or a glass of wine that was really a delicious cherry syrup held in the clear sugary sweet candy glass that many guests were found oddly chewing upon.

While most of the guests danced, The downstairs large den and huge library housed games for the evening. While most of the older guests enjoyed a good poker or card game, Jimmy and Markos had begun introducing the community to more party and video games and would often host a good game of Find the Changeling, or a one-shot or two of Wizards of Dragonwood, the role-playing game every other Friday night.

Jimmy was currently watching the current large group session playing out that included many of Markos's family while the young Centaur was Story-Master.

“The Warlord shouted ‘Attack!’ And his skeletal hoard charged your army across the field.” Markos narrated as several dozen skeleton minifigs walked themselves in slow motion across the map on the huge table at his bidding.

“We can do this, men!” Markos's dad Kristos vigorously cheered, someone who was surprisingly very into RPG's after recently finding out about them.

“And women!” Arinia's boyfriend, Dexter shouted in a feminine and snide voice. He was definitely taking his female appearance in stride tonight, as he and Arinia played a female two headed troll.

“Ya, dad. Stop being so Misogynistic.” Arinia teased. “You are playing a woman and wearing a dress tonight, after all.”

Kristos laughed heartily. “Forgive me, daughter.” he cleared his throat and tried to raise his voice in a terrible higher pitch, “Let's do this, Ladies!”

The table laughed as they began preparing for battle while rolling dice for attacks, the two Ghostly brothers possessing their dice that seemed to roll on their own.

Jimmy's attention was diverted from the game when his wife's voice broke his thoughts. ‘Mistress Jimmy, could you come up here for a moment? I need your help with something.’

Despite her trying to be vague, Jimmy knew exactly what Delilah wanted as he mentally rolled his eyes at her for calling him that. He decided to take a short cut to their bedroom and head into the empty wine cellar, grabbing a bottle to take with him as he pressed a part of the stone wall with his heeled foot and opened a secret passage with a metal spiral staircase. 

Though he had told his sister that he had only worn heels for the past week, Jimmy was starting to become quite the crossdresser and loved wearing heels that he expertly ran up the stairs with, even able to maneuver in his huge dress.

When he stepped into his bedroom from behind one of his paintings of Delilah and him wearing their wedding clothes, Delilah came through the main bedroom door and locked it, sealing everything out of the room that ran half the length of their huge house.

“Thank you for joining me, Mistress.” Delilah began. “I could really use your -oh!” Pleased at the bottle Jimmy held, the male presenting Delilah conjured up two glasses for them. 

Jimmy popped the cork of the wine that was far older than he was. “I thought we might share a private drink.”

After he poured them each a glass and they each drained it, Delilah said playfully, “This isn't the drink I was hoping for.”

“I know. I'm definitely ready for you.” Jimmy said and refilled his own glass while Delilah dove completely under his skirt.

He felt her slide down his lacy drawers and stroke his manhood while he took another drink and tossed the glass behind him to shatter, before the conjured glass melted away.

‘A little horny tonight, aren't we Mistress.’ Delilah spoke in Jimmy's mind as he felt her thin and long demon tongue slide against his length.

“I love it when you call me that.” He told her as his hands slid down his narrowed waist due to the tight corset. “Yow know how much wearing stuff like this turns me on. And wearing it in front of people while unable to get release has been a challenge.”

Delilah took him into her mouth while he barely saw her motion with how big the dress he wore was.

‘I know, Master. I’ve been smelling your arousal all night and feeling it through our connection. It's made me so aroused too. And seeing you in this sexy dress. I've been avoiding you all night because of how much I just want to take you.’

Jimmy held Delilah's horned head beneath his dress. “Then why didn't we do this sooner? The silky underwear rubbing me all night has made me uncomfortable.”

‘We had guests to tend to until they could take care of themselves. But they won't miss us for a few minutes… or more.’

“Can't we share this Experience?” Jimmy begged. “I want to see more than your head bobbing under my dress. Can you help me get out of here?”

Delilah's unexpectedly naked body slid between Jimmy's legs, making him shiver as the dress disintegrated around him and Delilah came to hug his corseted waist from behind and said in a sultry voice, “Of course, Master. But can you keep the lingerie, corset, and heels on?”

Jimmy turned and kissed her deeply as he told her with his thoughts, ‘Harbinger, yes!’

He pulled her on top of him onto the bed and they kissed passionately, Delilah's split and thin tongue wrapping entirely around Jimmy's a few times while they had their lips locked together.

The costume he was wearing inspiring him, Jimmy wordlessly commanded a transformation Crest to appear on his serving wife, giving her something new to enjoy as well as a duplicate of what he was wearing but in purple.

His hands found her corseted waist as they pressed together, enjoying the soft satin and silky garment that covered them, as well as the bulges that rubbed together under each of their Victorian knickers.

Breaking away with a grin, Delilah smiled eagerly as she said, “Feeling a little feminine, dear?” 

Jimmy nodded shyly as both of their Victorian Style bottom garments vanished and allowed her newly grown yet smaller penis to slide against his own. 

Her hands stroked his flat chest over the top he still wore and she playfully asked, “Could you give yourself breasts then?”

Nodding, he cursed himself with a transformation Crest and watched her hands take hold of the breasts that grew on him and under his silky top while his chest felt new yet familiar sensations.

She pulled his top down to expose his breasts and began using her now thicker tongue to stroke and tease his sensitive chest, her purple slitted tip dividing on his now erect and extremely sensitive nipples.

He moaned as his hands tried to blindly find her own breasts which were filled naturally with breastmilk that she had developed by her wanting Jimmy to suck on them more and more frequently over the past several months, which quickly became his favorite treat with how delicious Succubus milk was. Her nipples were already lactating from arousal when his hands found them, so he gently squeezed additional liquid from her and brought the magically sweet warm milk to his lips that he licked as he smiled and told her, “You are such an incredible Woman.”

“So are you.” Delilah said with a giggle as she roughly grabbed his breasts which caused him to moan pleasurably. Then she joked, “But you also tell me that almost every day, so I don't know if you can really mean that.”

Despite him knowing she was teasing by sensing her intentions, he frowned at her and told her, “You know I do, Delilah. I love you with all I am.”

He forced the part of himself she carried to overwhelm her with his love, and her passionate fire was fueled as she kissed him forcefully And her mind told him, ‘And I love you, Master, more than anything in God's creation. I live to worship and serve you.’ Her demonic thoughts turned playful as she added, ‘Especially this part of you.’

Breaking away, she smiled devilishly with her sharp fangs glinting before she stuck herself on his erection, her dick bouncing above her Futanari Vagina.

“I thought we were going to share.” Jimmy pouted but couldn't deny his pleasure of having himself inside her hot and perfect Succuhood.

“Well I wanted you, first.” She said as she began slowly riding him. “If you want me to stop, Mistress, you are going to have to order me to.”

Jimmy was half tempted to do so, but as her hands stroked his breasts again, he desperately wanted to cum inside her, so he threw her backward until she was on her back giggling as he pulled himself into a kneeling position. He told her, “Fine, demoness. But I'm doing the work.”

Giggling again, she put one of her legs around his corset and the other on his shoulder and told him, “As you command, Master.”

Both his and her breasts shook erotically with each of his strong thrusts into her. While his chest pulled slightly painfully, it still gave him a sense of pleasure from their weight. He commanded, “Play with your nipples for me. I want your breasts covered in your milk when I'm done.

As she laughed delightfully, he willed her top away so she was only wearing heels, stockings that stroked his cheek and thighs, and the underbust purple corset below the beautiful breasts that she stroked and teased, occasionally milking them to cover herself in the milky liquid.

Meanwhile, his wife's cute and sexy new Futahood bounced around rapidly, precum dripping off it and onto his arms that held her waist and stained her corset.

Mesmerized by the movement, one of Jimmy's hands left her waist to grab into the top of Delilah's corset, her breasts rubbing into his knuckles as he used it to support them, while the other gripped her silky and feminine penis and began stroking it like would have his own. He had never tried something like this before and it reminded him of the time Delilah had made him masturbate all day when it was her turn to be in control. That had actually been Jimmy's first time masturbating and Delilah just sat around and watched as she gave him commands of how to pleasure himself.

“Master. That feels amazing.” Delilah told him as she moaned and played with her breasts more firmly until a lot of milk was squeezed from her. 

Leaving her penis for a moment and halting his thrusts, Jimmy collected as much of her milk as he could in his hand, her helping by milking it directly into it, before his soaked hand grabbed her dick again, the moisture from the warm milk making it easier to stroke her off as his thrusting began again.

Delilah was really good at holding her Succubus orgasms for as long as she could when she was normal, but whenever Jimmy gave her a dick, she was always extremely quick to cum. She shouted as she sprayed herself with her ejaculation, shooting all the way onto her face and hair and covering her corset while adding to the magically enduring milk on her chest.

Though her vaginal muscles had clenched down tightly on him from her short burst, Jimmy hadn't cum yet and waited a moment until his wife recovered.

Her short haired and horned head snapped up. “Why'd you stop, Master? Keep going, please.”

Smiling, he began stroking and thrusting harder, her moans fueling his arousal as he continued to thrust into her.

In between thrusts, Delilah begged, “May… I… cast… a… Crest… please?”

“Yes, my wife. But I'm not stopping.”

Her smile wide at his unusual assertiveness that came out more often when he was more horny than normal, Delilah commanded, “I… Give… You… Abundance!”

Though it wasn't completely the proper way to curse a bonded person with a Crest, it did the trick and Jimmy felt his abdomen warm under the corset from the Crest she had put on him.

“I See. Want to be filled?”

Delilah nodded as he slowed and twisted his thrusts so that he reached different parts inside of her, knowing exactly how and where to hit to make her feel the most pleasure, having nearly half a thousand times for experience.

Smiling down at the hottest creature in the world, Jimmy told her, “Fine. I give you the gift of abundance as well.”

Her head snapped up in startelement as she realized what that meant in her current state, her breasts visibly growing slightly from the amount of milk now in them.

Jimmy began again, filled with new determination to cum in his wife while her breasts needed no help to let milk seep out of them. But she forced more anyway as her hands dug into her breasts, eager to please them and ease the pressure of their fullness.

When Delilah came again from the intense pleasure Jimmy sensed in her, the semen coming from her dick was a little more clear and less thick while spraying out of her like she was peeing, covering herself in fluid as her breast milk also sprayed from her strong grasp.

And the screaming of ecstasy from her was intense. Delilah had long ago made Jimmy immune to her shouts of pleasure when she was having such a powerful orgasm, but this time Jimmy wondered if her scream might break through the silence barrier of the room.

And her orgasm wouldn't stop from the crest, while the milk streamed out.

The intense feeling he felt from Delilah's being and the pleasure he felt himself brought him to an orgasm that quickly filled his wife, his never ending orgasm distending her plugged womb and vagina, while they both climaxed over the course of a few infinite feeling minutes.

When they finally came off it together, Jimmy fell on his strong wife to lick all the cum and milk off her, her corset vanishing and letting the semen on it fall on her soft and beautiful skin for his consumption.

When he reached her penis, he took it between his breasts, loving the feeling of holding his pleasurable mounds and using them to pleasure his wife, something new she had tried with him recently.

Sensing her intentions, he commanded, “Stop. You are mine right now. I want to please you.”

His power over controlling her had grown over the past several months and he hadn't intended for her to be unable to speak or move, so she still was mostly free as she tossed her head back,  groaned, and said, “Fine. Master.”

Smiling, she moved her penis from his breasts to his mouth and spread his magic branded orange lipstick on her dick that would only smear if he desired it too.

“That's hot.” She told him as she carefully watched, biding her time for him to allow her her turn to please him.

He brought her to another orgasm and ended the Abundance Crest when it became too much for him, but he still sucked her dick dry of its hot semen. Then he expertly swallowed it whole, his tongue entering her cum laden vagina beneath it before ending the Futanari Crest, making her penis rapidly shrink until he was sucking upon her slightly enlarged clit.

“That felt amazing, Master.” Delilah said as he could sense her desperation.

‘You may force my head as deep as you want.’ He allowed her with his thoughts.

Her hands immediately pressed him into her as her claws dug painlessly into his curly hair, while her thighs rubbed his smooth face that usually held a beard that Delilah could grow or shrink for him as he desired. He licked and sucked his own magically tasty semen out of her, also tasting her feminine fluid that coated her pussy lips.

After yet another orgasm from her, he pulled back to crawl on top of her to passionately kiss her, forcing his love of her into her head to clear her mind and enjoy her presence for a few wonderful moments while their breasts mashed together.

When Jimmy felt a small shift deep within himself, he knew that he had a few minutes before their relationship changed for the new day, and he sensed Delilah felt it as well when she became more hesitant.

He broke away and pulled her up to sit with him and looked into her deep purple eyes he could easily get lost into. 

While he felt her controlled thoughts, Jimmy still allowed her to ask aloud, “Are you sure you want to do this Jimmy? In front of everyone and then continue for the whole day? You really don't have to.”

“I want to, Delilah. I want to do something fun for you for Valentine's day. I made you tell me something you wanted to do, and this was it. Please? Don't feel worried about it. I will be fine.”

He felt her turn off the mind connection they shared while her own thoughts and inner demons tried to tell Jimmy of her true desire. Delilah deeply cared for his feelings and wellbeing above all else and would often put her own desires on hold for him, something that Jimmy hated for her to do.”

“Master… you don't have to do this. I don't need a present from you, and this is a lot.”

“I… Want to. It was really fun last time, though I am a little scared of being like this in front of our friends. As long as you keep control of me, I know things will be fine. You may be trying to hide your thoughts from me, but I know from your soul that you want this.”

Still hesitant, Delilah quietly told him, “I don't need any gift from you for you to show me how much you love me. Not now.”

As he considered her words, he began realizing what this was really about. “You have something you want me to do for your birthday in a few weeks… Something I'm not going to like.”

Her eyes widening, she frowned deeper and slowly nodded before she quickly told him, “I'm not ready to ask yet, but there is something I desperately want you to do on the day when neither of us are in command. And I know you are going to struggle with it, so I don't want to make you do something else you will regret before then. You will already -”

“Quiet.” Jimmy commanded. “I love you Delilah, so I am happy to do both. Whatever they are.”

She looked worried, but he pressed her with his willingness as he came to kiss her with all his love.

When he pulled back, he said, “Please do it. For me? Tonight is just for fun and we will deal with your birthday when the time comes. And I will be more than happy to give you whatever your heart desires.”

He let his command for silence end as she asked, “Master, are you sure?”

“I am.” He said firmly with a smile. “For you, my love.”

His wife smiled and said for the last time that night, “Thank you… Master.” 

At the stroke of midnight from their grandfather clock, the entire world changed and Jimmy felt himself in control of his Mistress while his clothing disappeared along with his breasts as the crest he had on himself ended.

But Jimmy hadn't expected the world to really change as the Victorian gold and white toned room drained of color and became black and grey, while purple and orange drapes appeared on the walls.

Even the floor and furniture changed, becoming a dark wood with purple and orange fabrics, velvet, and accents, making the room style become more gothic and darker.

“This looks beautiful, Mistress.” Jimmy said in awe. “Is the whole house like this?”

“Yes. It was your sister's idea. Part of the role-reversal thing.”

“Cool… Well. I'm ready for you to Curse me. And I can feel that smile you are attempting to hide, so don't ask if I'm sure again and just go for it. I am yours for the rest of the day, Mistress.”

Finally smiling devilishly, his Mistress looked slightly more menacing as new lingerie appeared on her, a dark purple that was almost black while her hair grew out in black waves with purple tips, the first time her blonde hair became this dark. “I'm not ready for that yet, slave. I need to punish you first for making me wait to pleasure you.”

His Mistress forced him to the bed and stroked his dick while she kissed him like she was possessed by a demon.

‘I'm going to make you cum six times in a row, Jimmy.’ Jimmy's Mistress's voice teased and echoed powerfully in his head. ‘Even if I have to cast a crest on you to do it. You are mine!’

‘As you command Mistress.’ Jimmy told his doting wife. ‘I love you.’

Her thoughts were kinder as she responded, ‘Love you too.’

____

When the entire house had a Reverse of theme, Rachel knew her brother was now under Delilah's control. Knowing that Delilah had some kind of plan for a new outfit for them but unsure what it was, Rachel was surprised when the hosts of the party didn't reveal themselves immediately and left Rachel to explain that the house changing was part of the party theme.

The Victorian themed house and decor had been changed into a dark Gothic style with orange and purple accents in the way of drapes, tapestries, ropes, and even the color of the suddenly black candles that occasionally left their candelabras and chandeliers for a moment or two before lazily returning. The paintings had changed as well, showing darker landscapes or Jimmy and Delilah in darker period clothing, looking menacing and impressive as they glared down at the guests.

The music had also changed as the now black instruments began playing a slow dark metal where the violins and cellos sounded like electrical versions and the black harpsichord sounded like an organ.

The atmosphere from the guests had changed as well. Where before everywhere was filled with the sound of joyous laughter and the clinking of glasses, people seemed to become more mellow or more lively, depending on their attitude to the Gothic-Club vibes the mansion now held.

And as the Valentine's day celebration continued, Love was definitely in the air that night as new activities catered to couples that worked in partnership for various hosted games.

Rachel was too young for the drinking ones but Trixie and her still participated in games like don't stop kissing while playing a stacking block game, pop the balloon without touching each other which had made Rachel laughingly fall to the floor by her huge girlfriend several times, a memory game where they had to read the other person's facial expressions to guess the right location of cards in a certain order, and a couples trivia game that had an utterly surprised Rachel close to tears about how well Trixie knew her.

While it was generally frowned upon to break away from the party and have a little couples coitus, multiple guests were discovered going at it in various locations and certain secret rooms that a few of the guests knew about. Rachel was grateful her own bedroom had a special lock that only she and the owners of the house could open that had given her a private place to take some time to have fun with her gorgeous girlfriend, figuring that if it was okay for Delilah and Jimmy to go at it, she could do it too.

New love was also found that night when Maribeth, the young witch of Maxibeth's coven, declared her love for Markos, who had always struggled with women not liking how nerdy he was or the fact he was a Centaur. Rachel knew that he had taken a fancy to Maribeth a while ago, but was always too timid to instigate anything, so he didn't know how to react to her passionate advances at first, but soon they were found kissing in a corner of the ballroom to the joy of his mother Cressida and the disappointment of Maxibeth.

When a witch declared her intentions to couple up with someone, they also would leave the coven that they were a part of and it had surprised everyone that Maribeth had given it up so quickly after recently joining her new sisters.

When Delilah and Jimmy finally returned after disappearing for a little under two hours, they returned in new clothing that matched the new darker theme, but also left everyone in utter astonishment at what they had changed into. Especially Rachel.

Delilah now had long black hair with purple tips and wore a silk purple tuxedo tailored perfectly to her that Rachel was told looked similar to what Jimmy had worn for his first party at the Community. Though Delilah had accessorized with purple leather pumps, a purple eye mask, and dark makeup with purple lips that held a devilish smirk.

And apparently, what Jimmy was wearing was exactly what Delilah had also worn the night that he had proposed to her and discovered everything about the Magical Community.

A fishnet bodysuit was on Jimmy's hairless body that went to cover his feet, had sleeves that hooked to his middle finger, and came up to wrap around his neck. Over the extremely sexual garment, he wore a tight black leather skirt that hugged his hips and showed the hint of a bulge at his groin, a strappy black leather bra on his flat chest, black leather over-the-knee boots with at least a seven inch heel, and a black choker that had a black metal chain going to Delilah's hand. His black hair had become straight and spiked downward with orange frosted tips that brushed his partially covered shoulders, and he wore dark makeup as well under his orange eye mask with orange lipstick on his more embarrassed smile.

But even more shocking was the fact that Delilah no longer looked like a demon when Jimmy did.

Albeit, a very feminine appearing one.

Rachel's normally six-foot-two brother had lost at least a foot in height and was now shorter than Delilah was, even in his heels. The muscular form he had received when being bound to his then Fiancee was diminished, giving him a still male, yet very feminine body with wider hips, a narrower waist, and a very soft complexion. 

Judging from the orange Crest burning brightly on Jimmy's neck under his hair, Jimmy had been cursed to become a demon for the night.

When Rachel and Trixie had finally made their way to Rachel's Sister-in-law and current slave of a husband, Trixie was the first to speak in a slightly mocking tone as she said, “The tables have turned, Mistress Delilah. That is a good look for your new pet.”

Despite thinking Jimmy's new appearance was hilarious, she still felt awkward and protective of her brother as Rachel punched her girlfriend in the arm as hard as she could, which would feel like nothing to the powerful woman. “Be nice. That's still my brother, you big meany.”

Trixie looked abashed and frowned as she said, “I'm sorry, James. You make a very cute incubus.”

Jimmy had been staring at the floor the whole time in a bashful way, but looked to his Mistress who shrugged and nodded to Trixie.

“It is alright, Mistress Trixie.” He said timidly, looking smaller and weaker than ever. “This is my gift to Delilah for a Valentine's day present. I'm actually called a Succuboi… like a femboy… And right now I am called Janneel.”

Though Rachel saw the devilish smirk on Delilah's face, there was still deep concern in Delilah's eyes for her husband. But she hid it and turned to Rachel. “How is the new theme?”

“Perfect. The transition worked well and many of the guests gasped when it happened. It was definitely unexpected for everyone. As was this appearance. You two have definitely changed roles.”

Jimmy smiled sheepishly while Delilah's smile was more devious. “It was only fitting for when I took control. Though I'm sure that Janneel will take his revenge for my birthday.”

Rachel's brother shot Delilah a confused look so Rachel probed, “What's happening for your birthday?”

“Nothing you need to be concerned with.” Delilah said with a grin. “Just know that you are not welcome in my house that day.”

“I know. Jimmy already told us he's kicking us out. Trixie and I have plans of our own.”

“We do?” Trixie asked excitedly.

“Yes. You'll just have to wait.” Then Rachel asked Delilah, “But our girls' day out is still planned for the next day, right?”

Turning to Jimmy, Delilah said, “Is it, my love? Are you ready to become a girl in front of your sister?”

Rachel looked at them in shock, not knowing that that was going to be the plan and thinking that it would just be her, Delilah, and Trixie.

Jimmy's cheeks turned bright red while the girls laughed at him, but didn't tease him more about it.

____

The party continued well throughout the night, with guests sometimes leaving or coming, but most remained and partied hard the whole time. Every Friday, there was a specialty drink that the witches brewed that was like a rich chocolate energy drink that refreshed people throughout the night and didn't make people crash after the high wore off.

Rachel also had the added benefit of a special spell Delilah had cast on her long ago that gave her more energy, strength, stamina, and durability that allowed her to keep up a little easier with her boundlessly energetic girlfriend who was impossible to tire.

When the sky began lightening, the moment fast approached that Rachel and many others had been waiting for all night. The only one that was in the dark was Trixie, who had begun wondering why Rachel had been a little more reserved and nervous as the night wore on.

When the sun first showed through the windows on the door, a hush fell over the crowd and music, while Trixie noticed a change in the air and glanced around.

“Is something wrong?” Rachel asked her confused girlfriend, while her heart pounded in her chest.

“I don't know.” Trixie said calmly. “Something is about to happen.”

When Trixie looked at Rachel with her big brown eye, Rachel noticed the hint of a twinkle in them and the tiniest of smiles as though Trixie suspected what Rachel was about to do.

Reaching up, Rachel pulled off Trixie's eye mask and handed it to Delilah before taking her own off.

When Rachel looked back into Trixie's eyes, she saw the hint of tears in them and whispered, “Please don't cry… not now, you big beautiful cyclops. You'll make me cry.”

It was already too late for that as tears began to leak from Rachel's eyes and run down her face making Rachel glad Delilah had given her some anti-streaking magical makeup for tonight.

Trixie reached a hand to Rachel's face and rubbed the tears away, but said nothing as she stared deeply at Rachel.

Clearing her throat, Rachel began. “Trixie. I love you with all my soul, which you know means a lot in my family.” 

She heard a chuckle from Delilah and Jimmy behind her.

Continuing, Rachel said, “From the moment I got to know you at my brother's wedding, I knew you were really special. So special in fact, that I had to convince my brother to let me spend more than the original month I was supposed to stay in this house before finding my own place.”

More people laughed, but Trixie only smiled brightly.

Her heart thumping in her chest, Rachel told her love, “I love you, Trixie. More than I have ever loved anyone else. Which is why I want to give you this.”

From her jacket pocket, Rachel pulled out the ring box and got down on one knee, looking up at the giant of a woman who right now looked bigger than ever as Rachel felt her heart freeze in anticipation.

But she need not have worried, for when she bore the ring that Jimmy and Delilah had been amazing enough to buy for her, for the first time in her life, Rachel watched Trixie cry. 

Tears in her eyes, Trixie nodded her head and said, “Yes. Yes I will.”

Tears streaming down her own face, Rachel tried to hold her joyous laughter in as she smacked Trixie on the leg. “No. Not yet you big dummy. I prepared a speech.”

Trixie laughed and smiled brightly as she waited for Rachel to continue, her hands clasped Against her chest as she showed more emotion than Rachel had ever seen from her.

“Before I met you, I knew I was different. I knew that I was weird and more than from just liking girls. I saw things that would make anyone sound crazy. I saw cat people, and devil-boys stealing souls, and witches casting spells. Then I saw a giant beautiful and strong woman with the biggest and deepest brown eye on the planet. Though you were really terrifying at first, I immediately saw how big hearted you were when you looked out for me when you didn't even know me. Then when you offered to keep me safe from all these crazy people at Jimmy and Delilah’s wedding party.”

More laughter came from the gathered group watching them, but Rachel blocked everything else out but Trixie, and the loving look Trixie had for her.

“Despite being the strongest woman I know, you were really the gentlest of persons to me. I've seen you fight a giant bull that had escaped Kristos's paddock. And then knock out that homeless were-jackal who had sought shelter from the cold, only to find out he was scamming people out of food and stealing people's clothes to sell online. You have knocked over trees twice the size of you, but you have never once done anything to hurt me.”

Trixie smiled sheepishly, which reminded Rachel of the few times Trixie had hurt her, but none of them meant anything to Rachel, so Rachel ignored them.

“You are the biggest and toughest woman on the planet, but I got through to you and saw something even more crazy. I loved you. I wanted to spend my life with you and be a part of your strange world. I wanted to feel your strong and gentle arms hold me forever. I wanted to hear you laugh when I trip and fall into your waiting arms when I wear big heels to try and be closer to your face. I want you to keep picking me up to kiss me whenever you are feeling playful. I want you to look at me with that big perfect brown eye like the way you are now. I want to be with you forever… So, Trixie Cleo Turnwood… Will you be my wife?” Smirking, Rachel quickly added, “And also possibly wear a beautiful white dress with me for our Wedding?”

Laughing again, Trixie nodded and repeated, “Yes. I will marry you. And I will definitely wear a dress for you.”

She allowed Rachel to slide the large diamond ring on her huge finger before Trixie picked Rachel up completely off the ground and swung her around before pulling her in for a kiss.

The crowd cheered and clapped for the happy couple.

And Rachel felt more happy than ever before.

When Trixie let her down to stand in her tall boots, Rachel smiled at her new Fiancee who smiled back.

The moment was perfect. Everything was perfect.

Then there was a glint of gold and Rachel felt something punch into her chest.

Her body numb, she looked down to see that a black rod had suddenly pierced her. An arrow straight into her heart.

As the world seemed to move slowly, Rachel looked up to see a new emotion that she had never seen on Trixie's face. One Rachel hoped she would never see.

Trixie was terrified.

As Rachel fell into Trixie's arms, the last thing she saw before the world turned black was Trixie's face in a silent scream of anguish.

____

‘By the Harbinger, what happened!’

‘Did Rachel faint?!’

‘Trixie is radiating terror. Something happened to Rachel!’

Delilah pushed the demonic voices inside her head aside as she came to her Friend's side and stared in horror at the black crossbow bolt that had pierced into one of the two women she considered her sister.

Then the wave of terror crashed over her from Jimmy who screamed in shock, his sister hurt, possibly dead from the direct hit to her heart.

Trixie's roar also filled her ears, but Delilah's anger was louder in her head as she snapped her fingers and sealed the house by powerful magic.

Someone had hurt her sister in her own lair and they would be punished for making that mistake. They would not leave her house.

Then the unthinkable happened.

And Delilah's instincts were not able to stop the second bolt that pierced Trixie in the back, hitting into Trixie's heart.

Delilah felt her own heart collapse as her sisters fell, Jimmy and Delilah both having to catch them as Rachel went on her back in Jimmy's lap and Trixie on her stomach by Delilah's inhuman strength.

Searching as fast as she could, Delilah scanned the crowd in a rage, the shocked and terrified faces staring at her.

But the crowd gave no answers and Delilah now had other concerns while she might be able to save her sisters.

Delilah knelt next to her husband but had blocked herself off from him and his terrible fear and pain as he looked at her with tears and hope in his orange eyes.

Carefully, Delilah opened Rachel's shirt and saw the bolt where it had pierced her chest.

A midnight blue circle appeared next to Delilah and Maxibeth appeared from the portal and knelt next to Delilah. “My sisters, the other Guards, and Kristos are searching for the coward. What can be done about them?”

Delilah said nothing as she had discovered something weird about the wound.

There was no blood. Though Rachel was obviously pierced through the heart, the wound had no blood coming from it.

And Delilah could still sense Rachel's life force that was currently unconscious.

She carefully removed the bolt from Rachel's chest, but there was no wound from it. Not even a scar.

Then horror took Delilah and she gasped when she saw the gold tipped head.

It was in the shape of a heart.

“What is it?” Maxibeth asked with concern.

“Eros's Arrow. The Arch-demon is here.”

A new fear dove inside of Delilah's being as an Arch-demon was one of the most powerful and dangerous of The Dark One's demonic servants. Only six in all creation, they thrive on chaos and destruction, causing physical and mental pain wherever they go.

And Eros, or the Roman false god they call Cupid, was one of the better known ones and caused the most pain through destroying people's love lives.

When the arrow disappeared from Delilah's hands, she knew it was too late and Rachel jumped awake with a gasp.

When Rachel met Delilah's eyes, Delilah knew that Rachel had been cursed, but couldn't warn Jimmy before Rachel pulled Delilah into the most awkward kiss Delilah had ever had in her seventy-six years on this earth.

When Delilah carefully pulled her away, Rachel looked at her with a lustful and desperate look that Delilah knew was a forced love spell that made Rachel now desire Delilah with everything she had. “Delilah, I love you. Please don't push me away.”

Delilah had to as she met Jimmy's confused and hurt eyes, but had no time to explain when Rachel unexpectedly tackled Delilah, kissing her with a passion that the shy Jimmy had taken months to achieve.

But things became worse when Delilah managed to get up and push Rachel away, only to see that Jimmy was being held by the enchanted Trixie, who kissed him once and said, “Forgive me Jimmy. I cannot deny my feelings for you any longer. I chose the wrong sibling to spend my life with and should have paid more attention to you. You look so cute today of all days, and I want you.”

While Rachel appeared eager to throw herself at Delilah, Trixie was more content to hold Jimmy and stroke him as the curse reacted differently to different people.

When Delilah heard another person collapse, then another, both with a crossbow bolt in their chest, She pushed Rachel off her, grew her demonic wings and took off to the ceiling.

‘What the fig is going on!’ Jimmy demanded in Delilah's head. 

‘Cupid's arrow!’ Delilah told him as she tried to search through the now panicking crowd. ‘You get hit, you fall in love with the first person you see. Stay in Trixie's arms for now, she won't hurt you and her body will shield you.’

She could sense Jimmy's fear when he said, ‘What about you?’

‘Demon's are immune to his arrows. I have to find him and stop this. People are getting cursed!’

She didn't tell him that the curse was immensely more complicated than a simple love spell from fairytales as the person would stop at nothing to be with the person they desired. Every person who was cursed had a unique way of showing their affection, but some of them became madly obsessed with their love, hurting themselves to be with them. And the longer things went on, the worse things became to the point that some who were rejected would brutally murder the one they loved so that they would never love anyone else.

‘How do we stop it, Mistress?’ Jimmy asked fearfully.

With how powerful a demon Eros was, there were only three ways to stop the curse. Normal love spells in the past could end with a true love's kiss, but according to stories Delilah had heard growing up, Eros had caught onto that and perfected the curse so that the only way to truly stop it was to kill the one cursed, perform a very elaborate counter curse that Delilah had no idea how to do or where to begin looking for that information, or stab Eros in the heart with one of his own Arrows, sending him to back to Hell in the hopes he stayed there for a few centuries as Arch-demons couldn't be killed.

But apparently Eros had caught onto the arrow thing too, and now his bolts would vanish shortly after firing.

In case her brilliant husband could figure something out she couldn't, Delilah told him, ‘We need to stab Eros with one of his arrows and the curse breaks. But it's impossible because they keep disappearing and I can't see him.’

Delilah and the demon's in her head thought of ways to capture Eros, while the party goers continued to be shot by crossbow bolts coming from various positions.

Then Delilah spotted him on the floating Piano, a demon in a white suit with a Crossbow.

But after he shot a bolt at Rowena, who barely dodged out of the way with her inhuman speed, Eros teleported before Delilah could get to him.

Screaming in frustration, she dropped down to talk to Maxibeth who was conjuring unsuccessful shields at the screaming guests. “That won't work. His arrows aren't completely corporeal and pass through everything non-living.”

“Then what do we do?” Maxibeth demanded.

“I don't know.” Delilah said with despair. 

“How did he even get into the community? If he's a demon he shouldn't be allowed here.”

“The rules are different for Arch-Demons as many still don't think they exist with how rarely they reveal themselves. Someone allowed him into the community and somehow got him in here.”

“How could you not sense -”

“I don't know!” Delilah told her mentor frustratedly. “I thought I could normally sense all demons, but I've never met one this powerful. But we can't worry about that now. We have to stop him first, then get answers.”

Franklin Douglas, the neighborhood ghost who was once a physicist, appeared next to them. “I've been watching how he teleports. He doesn't use normal portals like you do. I think he folds space in a single point and folds into it. But he doesn't do it far and there is always a small pop. And he's not firing his crossbow every time he -”

The ghost dissipated as Rachel tackled Delilah through him, her lips pressing to Delilah's.

Angry at the circumstances of needing to stop her own sister-in-law from kissing her, Delilah desperately pushed her back and shouted on herself and Jimmy, “I give both of us the -”

But she was forced to stop again when another person had apparently fallen in love with her and forced himself on her. Now both Lucas Daniels and Rachel fought on top of Delilah to kiss her and push the other off her.

Though the Crest that Delilah had tried to give herself had tried to give herself seemed to work as Delilah felt the warm feeling on her lower back.

Using the abilities of the Bound Crest, soft purple ropes appeared out of nowhere and snatched Lucas off of Delilah, binding him up to keep him safe and out of Delilah's way. Quickly binding Rachel too, Delilah searched and found Jimmy having to use more and more ropes to bind the giant Trixie who was desperate to hold him.

“Please!” Trixie begged. “Little Jimmy, I need you. Let me hold you-” 

Delilah gagged her friend and turned to see the chaos that surrounded them.

Half of the guests appeared to have been struck by arrows, while the other half had to fend them off and dodge out of the way of the occasional bolt shot from somewhere in the room.

People who were downstairs came into the chaos blind but none seemed able to get away as Leta the Elf took a bolt to her chest and tumbled back down the stairs. Those trying to leave the house that Delilah had sealed also fell while they attempted to force the unbreakable doors open.

The Succuboi Jimmy was trying to wrangle several of the cursed in ropes, but couldn't deal with all of them at once as more people got hit and fell in love with Delilah's good hearted soulmate.

Maxibeth and Macribeth were putting unbound cursed people to sleep one by one until Macribeth got hit, quickly getting back up to fall in love with Kristos who had several women and men holding the large Centaur down.

Then all the cursed froze at once and a stunned silence fell on those still free of enchantment.

Standing in the middle of the giant room was the very young appearing witch Immery in her pink sparkly dress. Her arms were held outstretched and she had a look of deep concentration at the powerful spell she had cast.

A slow clap broke the silence.

“Well done.” a smooth confident voice filled the room. “I was wondering if I would be able to shoot everyone before someone managed to slow things down. I didn't expect that to be literally, but freezing everyone I have cursed at once… That was a stroke of genius and great power. As well as a weakness needing great concentration.”

There was a sound of a crossbow going off and a bolt nearly hit Immery, but Maxibeth used a portal to send the arrow into the floor to save her.

“Now that, that was just rude.” The voice spoke again. ”I haven't missed anyone in a millennia before tonight, but you people.”

A crossbow bolt was launched at Maxibeth, But this time Delilah was ready and finally knew where the demon was.

She opened a portal in front of Maxibeth and sent the arrow directly into where Eros was on top of the second floor landing, but he vanished before it could hit him.

“Nice try, Dahiri.” The voice jeered as it echoed in the room. “I was told you would make things interesting for me. The people who hired me told me you would be difficult.”

“What do you want?!” Delilah demanded.

“To cause chaos. And to tell you that your union to a human is an abomination. You turned your back on the one who brought you into this world and decided to become a slave to a lesser being.”

Delilah had pinpointed him again, and sent hundreds of ropes to his unseen location behind a curtain, but he disappeared again.

“The Dark One sent you?” Delilah asked in fear.

“No. He could care less about you except to be frustrated at your betrayal. One servant lost means nothing to him. No, I was hired by someone far closer to you. And told to end your marriage.”

There was a small crack and a red Incubus with horns, wings, and tail in a white tuxedo with a black shirt appeared directly in front of Jimmy, pointing a crossbow directly at his chest.

Delilah froze.

Smiling devilishly, Eros said, “I can sense every move everyone makes so I wouldn't try anything. Especially you, Dahiri, or I'll turn your cute little Master against you. Now, I know that you may think you may be able to make your fake-Incubus human fall in love with you again or find a way to break the curse on him, but did you see the arrow at his chest? This one isn't made of gold. Do you know what my black arrows do?”

Delilah felt her heart break. Eros's black tipped arrows would curse someone to despise the person that they truly loved most on this earth. Jimmy would despise Delilah with all that he had and would seek to destroy her, something that he could and would really do by taking his own life, under the influence of the curse.

If the curse worked, Jimmy and Delilah would be in imminent danger while Delilah had to figure out how to protect Jimmy from himself and stop the curse. Something that would be impossible when midnight came and Delilah would be under Jimmy's control again.

From the reaction on Jimmy's face, Jimmy knew he was in danger as he saw the fear in Delilah's eyes and felt it from her soul. 

But all Delilah could sense from Jimmy was a strange calm that washed Jimmy's fears away and made Delilah know exactly what was going to happen.

Eros was going to fire. There was no stopping him no matter what he said. Any bargain Delilah made with him would be worth nothing.

And Delilah would lose everything if not for one thing that few people knew.

There was one chance. One Possible way that Jimmy would be safe.

And Delilah knew Jimmy hoped it worked too when he grabbed the crossbow and tried to take it from Eros.

The bolt fired and hit Jimmy in the chest.

Maxibeth, Immery, and everyone else not affected by the curse, screamed in anguish at the curse now brought on one of the best Humans in the world.

But Delilah watched frozen as her husband slowly fell to the ground with the crossbow in his hand and the black bolt in his chest.

Her best friend.

Her confidant.

The best lover she had ever had.

Her eternal companion.

Her Master.

Eros looked about as shocked as everyone else by Jimmy's rash action, but he shrugged and bent to pick up the crossbow from Jimmy's hands.

And that's when Jimmy, a partial Tutisari who was immune to most magics that weren't cast on him by Delilah, grabbed the bolt in his chest, pulled it out, and thrust it into Eros's heart.

This time the world felt frozen by the shock of it ending so quickly and suddenly.

The demon wailed in a high scream as his body began disintegrating into smoke, his soul sent back to where it came from.

Delilah's husband had saved everyone.

The spell was broken. 

But their situation was still far from over.

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Delilah ignored the shouts of people demanding to leave her house as she searched for Maxibeth who was trying to play peacekeeper for some of the couples who were close to breaking off marriages and relationships for seemingly unfaithful companions.

"Delilah.” A voice spoke calmly over the crowd around her, but with a volume increased by Magic, authority given the voice’s age that hushed the crowd, and an old familiarity that made most people around her shiver.

The young appearing Immery looked slightly upset as the crowd parted for her while she approached Delilah.

“I will not lift the house bind, Immery.” Delilah forcefully told the ancient witch. “I need to figure out who did this.”

The girl who was a head shorter than Delilah gave a bright smile and spoke with an old voice that horrified all who heard it the first time, and some who would hear it after that. “Oh, I don't mind that. I haven't been imprisoned this good since the Salem witch trials where witches were trying to capture other witches to eliminate the competition. Anyway, I think you need to come here. I might have found something out, but you know how some people feel about me.”

Delilah nodded and Immery took Delilah's hand and pulled her to the opposite side of the room.

On their way, Delilah stopped when she came near Trixie, who was holding a sobbing Rachel.

“Hold on. I need to check them.” Delilah told Immery.

“Fine. Fine. Only the greatest Mystery here since Jarlath disappeared out of nowhere and came back with a pet dog he thought would be a good husband. People nearly died today, but sure. Go talk to your friends.”

Delilah ignored the crazy old witch and went to see her sisters.

When Trixie saw her, she suddenly became very depressed, but when Rachel noticed something was wrong and looked around to see Delilah, she went weak at the knees and Trixie had to hold the sobbing girl tighter.

“She thinks that I don't love her for her falling in love with you and trying to kiss you.” Trixie said quietly. 

Delilah felt her heart wrench as she put a gentle hand on her sister-in-law's shoulder. “Rachel, that wasn't you. You did nothing wrong.”

Shaking her head, Trixie said, “I tried to tell her that. Then I told her I wouldn't let her go until she forgave herself.”

Delilah let out a sad chuckle. “Ya. I bet.”

“Have you seen Jimmy?” Trixie asked with a look of shame, probably having similar worries as her new Fiancee.

“No. Not since he ended this and we…” Delilah sighed. “I have to go take care of something first.”

Trixie nodded before glaring at Delilah. “Find out who did this.”

“I will.” Delilah promised. Then she put her hand on Rachel's shoulder. “I'm sorry. This is my fault. I ruined your engagement day. Eros was here for me.”

Rachel finally turned to look at Delilah before more tears enveloped her and she broke away from Trixie to hug Delilah. Not able to say anything in her sobs, Delilah could sense that Rachel didn't blame her and knew Rachel was going to be okay with time.

When Trixie guided Rachel back into her arms, Delilah and Trixie nodded to each other before Delilah turned and followed Immery again.

Downstairs, she was startled to find Markos collapsed onto the ground crying with his horse mask missing, a normal appearing Jimmy in regular clothes, and a green-less Maribeth standing over him.

Maribeth was also crying as she said, “I'm… So sorry. I didn't know you cared about me that way.”

When Jimmy met Delilah's eyes, he gave her a sad look and spoke in her mind quickly. ‘Maribeth was the first shot by Eros well before he shot Rach. Markos was sent to check on Maribeth after hearing she suddenly collapsed and she fell in love with him when she woke up.’

Understanding reached Delilah who nodded and watched the still green skinned Maribeth fall to her knees beside Markos who sobbed, “I thought I had finally found someone… Someone who didn't care that I was a Centaur… Or thought I was too nerdy… you were so… so nice to me. When you helped me the other day when I broke my leg… Then when I had that cold and you brought me healing soup and spilled it all over me and apologized a million times… I thought you liked me… like I like you…”

Maribeth had her mouth open but no words came to her as Delilah felt her turmoil of emotions.

‘She was struck first.’ One of the Demons in her head spoke to Delilah. ‘Someone wanted her and Markos together.’

‘Well before the others were shot.’ Another repeated what Jimmy had said.

Then Delilah looked at Jimmy who figured out who had done this at the same time and thought it to each other.

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When Maxibeth and Trixie came down with Kristos Kazan and the rest of his family minus Andromeda's and Arinia's boyfriends. The burly Centaur still in a dress went to his boy. “Oh, Markos… I'm so sorry… Eros's arrow is as cruel as the stories foretell.”

But Delilah and Jimmy only had eyes for the one who had done this in her home.

Her rage boiling into a fury, Delilah was ready to tear the traitor apart, but she felt a calming hand on her shoulder as Jimmy said in her head, ‘Mistress… Please don't.’

Delilah let her anger drain away and let her husband handle this, knowing she could easily command him otherwise but knew he would handle this tense situation better.

He stepped towards Andromeda Kizan and asked, “What happened to the date you arrived with for the evening? Eric, right?”

Looking hurt, the young woman who had once had a terrible crush on Jimmy nodded and said quietly, “I don't know. He left me midway through the night and I can't find him.”

“That's because he was Eros.” Jimmy said confidently.

Most of those gathered downstairs gasped in shock, including Andromeda. “No… no… he couldn't… we've been dating for months… he…” Andromeda looked horrified as the truth dawned on her. “Jimmy, I swear I didn't know. I wouldn't hurt you again. Not like last time.”

Delilah could tell Andromeda was telling the truth. She could feel the girl's sorrow and confusion and the horror at what she had brought on everyone.

“I believe you.” Jimmy said to the poor girl. “Who introduced you? Markos told me what he could about him, but didn't know this.”

As Andromeda became more frightened, she turned to her mother, Cressida, Who radiated anger and fury at her own Daughter and for failing her quest to destroy Delilah's relationship for the second time.

To everyone's continued amazement, it was Markos who broke the stunned silence first as he asked his mother, “You tried to get Maribeth to fall in love with me?”

Cressida didn't deny it as she glared at Jimmy, her fury boiling into rage.

Before anyone else could react, Kristos charged at his wife, grabbed her by the arms and forced her into the bookshelf in a rage. He screamed, “YOU VILE WOMAN! HOW DARE YOU INVITE THAT FILTH INTO THIS COMMUNITY AND ENDANGER IT! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS!? WHAT DID YOU HAVE TO GAIN!?”

But Cressida still said nothing as Trixie had to wrestle Kristos from his wife. 

The Community guard Jarlath rushed downstairs with vampiric speed at the commotion, his fangs bared and eyes glowing red, confused until Maxibeth commanded, “Cressida Kazan has broken the sacred law of keeping the community safe. She welcomed the Arch-Demon Eros into our haven under the guise of Andromeda’s boyfriend Eric. Imprison her until I can appraise the MCCA of the situation.”

“And the other Kazan's?” Jarlath asked as he forcefully apprehended Cressida in the unbreakable handcuffs he always carried.

“They had no part in this. I can sense their shame at what Cressida has done.” Delilah told Jarlath.

All the other members of the Kazan family were clearly distraught by what had occurred as they held each other. Even Kristos looked appalled by what his own wife had done as he sank to his horse knees, brought low by the shame on his family.

Maxibeth nodded. “Very well. Delilah, may I grant safe passage for Jarlath to my house.”

“Wait. By rights of the trespass of my home, I request a moment with Cressida. I must question her for answers.”

Jarlath nodded and took a step back as Delilah cast fear focused on Cressida, the room growing colder for everyone, but frigid to the woman feeling Delilah's wrath. Baring her fangs and Claws, she gripped Cressida's face and demanded, “Did Denari put you up to this?”

Cressida was terrified and fell to her knees, trying to cower away from the demon. “No! I don't know who Denari is. Eros contacted me and convinced me he could help me end your relationship after the shame you brought my family.”

Delilah sensed her honesty as well as her fear that washed away the anger.

“No Cressida!” Kristos shouted from his knees, unaffected by Delilah's appearance and rage towards his wife. “You brought shame! How are we ever to recover after this? How can we show our faces in this community?” He stood and pointed to his family gathered together. “You broke your own son's and daughter's hearts! You nearly destroyed everyone! Why?!”

But Cressida had no fight in her as she cried into her hand, slipping from Delilah's grip and onto the floor.

“You have my permission.” Delilah told Maxibeth who created a portal for Jarlath and Cressida to Maxibeth's house and the magical prison beneath it.

When Deliah released the fear, the Community leader took a cautious step towards her and asked, “Who is Denari?”

Delilah sighed. “It's not important right now. I will tell you after we take care of the mess Eros made. We still have people that need help.”

Clearly not satisfied, Maxibeth let it go for now and nodded before going over to Kristos and telling him gently, “Your wife's actions are her own. You are still granted safety in this community. And I think you will still find friends here. I would rather not see you go, but it is up to you.”

Kristos didn't even move until his son helped him up and carried him away with his daughters Andromeda and Arinia walking behind, tears streaming down their faces.

Unable to stand the feeling of loss she felt from Maribeth any longer, Delilah told Maxibeth who was trying to leave behind them, “Wait.” Then she turned to the distraught girl. “Maribeth. I know you love Markos. Even without the curse, you still have feelings for him. Don't let go of your heart. Don't wait forever to tell the person you love the truth like I did. You should be with him.”

Maribeth looked stunned before turning to her coven Leader.

“If You join with him, you cannot be part of a coven.” Maxibeth said firmly. “It's a witch's law.” Then her glare softened as she sighed before adding, “But I guess if I can teach a succubus Magic when I am not supposed to, I can teach a covenless witch and continue to teach you magic.”

“Or I could take her and train her real witchcraft.” the ancient Immery offered, Delilah having forgotten she was there. “Just a thought... But the last time I taught someone magic, they tried to start a war with Britain and tried to burn London to the ground.”

Maribeth ignored Immery and asked Mother Maxibeth, “Really?”

Smiling, Maxibeth nodded. “Who am I to say no to love? Go after him.”

Maribeth hugged Maxibeth, then Delilah before running after Markos.

“Thank you, Maxi.” Delilah told her teacher.

“Ya, ya. Thanks for losing me a sister.” Maxibeth also accepted a hug from Delilah before turning to Jimmy. “Thanks for saving the day, James. The community owes you and Delilah a debt of gratitude… again.”

Maxibeth went upstairs with Immery following behind her

When Delilah turned to face her husband, he and Trixie were facing each other, Trixie looking extremely uncomfortable as she said, “I’m sorry for the things I said and did to you.”

“Trixie, don't worry about it. Seriously. No one was in their right minds tonight… can we just move on and be friends again?”

Smiling, Trixie said, “I don't think that'll work when I marry Rachel. That will make us siblings-in-law, which I guess starts the sibling rivalry.”

Jimmy chuckled. “Okay, fine.” Giving Trixie a hug, he said, “Thanks for protecting my little sister. Please take care of her.”

“Of course.” Turning To Delilah, she said, “I guess that means we get to be sisters finally.”

Delilah smiled, but it faded quickly when she saw Jimmy's saddened face. Turning to Rachel, Delilah went over to the girl who had remained sitting in the corner during everything that had occurred. 

When Delilah knelt next to her and looked up at her, Rachel gave the hint of a smile as she poorly joked, “I guess it was my turn to attack you.”

Delilah smiled, knowing Rachel was trying to make herself feel better for trying to kiss her. “It's only fair I guess. Trixie and I used to sleep with each other.”

Rachel nodded, but Delilah didn't think her joke helped.

Taking Rachel's hands, Delilah told her, “I'm sorry about what happened.”

“Don't be. It's not your fault.” Rachel said looking hurt. “How could you know what would happen?”

“I wouldn't know.” Delilah said, tears coming to her eyes. “But it was my fault. Me being here… I was responsible for this. If Jimmy hadn't… If he had failed… you and Trixie wouldn't be together. The curse wouldn't be broken. But he was after me. He wanted to hurt me. Everything that happened was my fault.”

“What are you talking about?” Trixie demanded.

Delilah sighed before turning to Jimmy, facing him for the first time since she had broken his heart tonight shortly after Eros had gone. When Jimmy had discovered something Delilah had been lying to him about.

“Delilah…” he began.

Still on her knees, she turned and bowed to him. “Master, I'm sorry for lying to you. I -”

He stopped her by falling to his own knees and pulling her into a kiss. He broke away and said, “I forgive you. But we need to tell them.”

Delilah sighed and nodded before pulling out the note that Eros left behind and Jimmy had discovered and read before Delilah could get to him. Handing it to Trixie, Trixie Looked at the note in confusion until her eye widened as she read, “‘Your twin sister Denari sends her regards.’ Is this true?”

Rachel, ever the bookworm who loved to find out about the magical world, gasped. “How could I have been so stupid! She's part of a demonic twins line! Her brothers are twins and so is her mom and Istelda! I never realized… she didn't even tell you, Jimmy?”

Jimmy swallowed. “It doesn't matter. What does is that Denari sent Eros here to try and hurt our family and we need to be a little more careful.”

Delilah nodded. “I haven't seen my sister in thirty years since she went to go find my father. I don't know what she has been up to. She always loved to make my life miserable and we don't know what she's capable of now.”

“Delilah, I will not allow her to try and tear us apart.” Jimmy told her firmly. “I love all of you and care about each of you. Whatever happens, we can get through it together and I know we have people we can count on here.”

Rachel, Jimmy, and Delilah stood up and they all hugged each other tightly until Delilah said, “I'm so sorry my family is hurting us.”

“It's not your fault.” Trixie and Rachel said together before they let out a small laugh. 

“I need to get Rachel to bed.” Trixie told them and picked up the exhausted looking Rachel in her arms. “And maybe get out of this dress.”

Rachel chuckled again softly as Trixie took her away. Delilah heard Rachel say. “I had plans to take it off you and have fun. We'll have to try that another time.”

“Definitely.” 

And Jimmy and Delilah were left alone.

Tears brimmed Delilah's eyes again as she looked at the person who should have been her Master today to punish her for lying to him for the years they have known each other. “Master, I -”

“You are the Master today, Mistress. And I won't ever punish you for what happened. Yes, I am sad that you felt you couldn't tell me the truth about your family -”

“Again.” Delilah added shamefully.

Jimmy shook his head. “I still trust you and love you with all my heart and soul. Whatever reasons -”

Delilah interrupted, “My sister always hated me and was jealous of me. Mom and Dad always seemed to care about me more than her and I wanted nothing to do with them or what they did. I think they focused on me because one day they knew I was going to disappoint them. But Denari… She resented me and left me when I told her of my intentions to find someone to become my Master and never steal souls. I haven't seen her since. I don't know how she feels… but I feel like I was the one that left her. We were so close, despite never seeing eye to eye. It really hurt me when she left and I couldn't stand thinking about it. I… I tried to leave that all behind but I can't. It keeps coming after me.”

Jimmy hugged her and held her tightly. “I'm sorry. I can't imagine what you are going through. But you don't need that family anymore. Besides Istelda, I hope that you can see that I am your family now. And Rachel and Trixie too. We all love you and care about you more than your family will ever understand.”

His words really helped Delilah as she cried into his shoulder. “Thank you, Master.”

“You are very welcome, my love.” He broke away enough to smile sadly at her. “I'm sorry your Valentine's gift got ruined.”

“We'd been through enough today, I didn't think you needed to be a Succuboi anymore.”

“We can see how we feel about that later. After we have some time alone together.”

Delilah wasn't so sure, but she looked at her husband and told him, “I'm sorry I have a messed up family.”

He shrugged. “With a brother in jail, another brother on his third Ex-wife, a sister who acts like she's a princess, and another sister who thinks she can marry a big mean Cyclops, who am I to judge? A lot of families are messed up. But we can still be happy with the family we have, even if we sometimes have to choose them. Just like I choose you, Delilah. You are my true family and I love you dearly.”

Unable to help herself, Delilah smiled and asked, “You know how Succubi have great memories?”

“Yes?”

“The score is now you at 4,211 and me at 4,210.”

“What score?” Jimmy asked, confused.

Delilah kissed him and hugged him. “I love you too Master. Now we are even again.”

She could feel his sudden joy as he held her and said, “Well I love you more. How about that?”

Looking upward to glare at him, she told him, “Don't make me forbid you from saying ‘I love you’ for the rest of the day. Because I think I love you more… Master.”

“Whatever Mistress.”

As they looked happily into each other's eyes, at the same exact time they said, “I love you for eternity!… JINX!”

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"Dear Reader,

The joys and sorrows of love.

I hope you enjoyed my story. I thought it was time to make another story about Jimmy and Delilah and thought of a fun concept for Cupid. I hope you weren't too angry with me if you thought Rachel was dead. That was honestly hard to write, and I knew it wasn't true. 

Anyway, I promise it will be much sooner that we see these characters again. I have a story in mind for Delilah's birthday after all.

If you liked this story, please Star it and comment what you thought. I always loved this Storyline and was very happy to get back to it.

-XAREK"