[Trigger Warning:  Blurred Consent]

[sub]in collaboration with [@Ellion][/sub]

[h1][center][u][i]"The Will to Take"[/i][/u][/center][/h1]

Alyssa stepped out of the carriage into the cold night air.  She'd said something about relieving herself,  but the truth was she just needed some space.  It had only been two days,  but Lotte and Lorelai were already settling into a comfortable rhythym of mother-daughter bliss.

That was probably for the best,  Lorelai needed a legacy after all,  and Lotte needed her wisdom even more.  That left Alyssa however as the third wheel.  She wasn't regretting introducing the two,  but being left on the outside after all these years left her heart a little bitter.  Letting out a frustrated sigh Alyssa set out to pace the camp and clear her head.

Taran was taking another one of  nightly walks, a habit he had picked up since the discussion of Medusa came to ahead. He wasn't an outcast, not really, but he also found it awkward to always be around witches planning a battle he wanted no part in.  

With most of the witches injured, or otherwise busy, he almost never ran into anyone, until tonight.  Walking towards him, in a frustrated manner, was....Lorelai's sister...or something. He was never quite able to understand the explination given about the newest witches, one still very much a child.  Not wanting to be rude, Taran gave her a slight wave. "Hello... Alyssa, I'm Taran...I don't think we've had the chance to be...introduced yet," 

Alyssa tilted her head at Taran,  didn't witches usually keep their cockslaves on tighter leashes?  No matter,  she'd never been the biggest fan of the practise anyway.  [color=2e3192]"Taran huh?  Well met then."[/color]  She extended a hand.  [color=2e3192]"Who's are you anyway?"[/color]

Taran took the woman's hand a shook it, stopping mid shake when she asked her question. "Belong to?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'm...afraid I don't understand. I don't  think I belong to anyone...unless the covent counts as a person," 

[color=2e3192]"Not a cockslave then?"[/color]  Alyssa's confusion deepened momentarily, before she broke into a wide grin.  [color=2e3192]"Ah!  A male witch!  You must be a popular stud then,  keeping traveling witches warm and all that.  I almost envy your position."[/color]

"Why do people always insist on using that word," groaned Taran, pulling his hand back. "Yes, I am a male witch. No, I'm not a 'stud' and I don't--- Never mind, I don't have to tell you...any of this," He said crossing his arm. "But, what I did come to say is...that I am happy you and Lotte were here to help keep Lorelai's saddness at bay.  Having Lotte around gives her less of a chance to morn. So, thank you, it is clear that having a family is very important to her," 

Alyssa bit a tongue laden with questions for the boy.  She hadn't the fainest clue why he would resent the opportunity to lay with so many witches,  most of them were easy on the eye,  not a one a wrinkled sage.  [color=2e3192]"I meant no offense Taran,  and yes... Lotte's prescence focuses my sister,  reinvigorating her will against what must be done."[/color]

The bitter sentiment that it was Lotte's doing,  and not hers, roused her ire.  Alyssa decided to torment the young witch a little.  [color=2e3192]"So,  you're telling me you've never... you know?"[/color]

Taran was about to  leave the conversation  when Alyssa asked another question. "Ever...? What! No, of course no and ...why am  I telling you this stuff..again?!" By now his face was a bright red color. "And for another thing, why do you keep asking?" 

[color=2e3192]"It's just curious is all?"[/color]  Alyssa approached slowly.  [color=2e3192]"What's wrong with a little... curiousity Taran?  Haven't you ever... wanted to?"[/color]

"No...Never...Of course not," He said,  taking a few steps back for every step that Alyssa took foward, until he walked into a large pine tree that was set just outside the circle of camp. "It is for breeding and I have no need for a child at the moment," 

[color=2e3192]"Oh Taran,  it's for so much more than breeding."[/color]  Alyssa's grin broadened as an idea began to form.  [color=2e3192]"You've no need for a child...?  What if someone else had a need?"[/color]

"Uh, I...haven't....thought about it," he said, trying to slide to the side  to escape the corner he had backed himself into. "I mean...I suppose I ....would?" 

[color=2e3192]"You would?  You'd provide me with a child if I asked?"[/color]  Alyssa's eyes twinkled with barely repressed malevolence as she moved to bar the boy's escape.  [color=2e3192]"Just like that?"[/color]

"Uh, I don't know. Yeah, I guess if you needed a child. I mean, in theory. But surely you have...other...uh...options," he could feel his heartrate picking up and all exits closed for him. 

[color=2e3192]"Mabye I do,  but not quite and [i]good[/i] of options Taran."[/color]  Alyssa began undoing the clasps on her robe.  [color=2e3192]"You see, as a male witch any scion of our union would be a witch,  doesn't every witch want a witch daughter?"[/color]

"I-I guess?" He said, real panic setting into his voice. "I-I mean, it...could be a boy right? I mean," He watched as Alyssa undid her robe. "Ah...Right here....you'd want to do it...right here?" 

Alyssa arched an eyebrow.  [color=2e3192]"Its not like your tent is soundproof anyway right?"[/color]  Her robe finally fell to the ground,  revealing her silken undergarmets.  [color=2e3192]"Might as well be here,  and if it's a boy you get to keep it.  A girl would be mine."[/color]

"I-I mean, I know it...isn't...but," [i]at least I wouldn't feel so exposed[/i] but he couldn't figure out a way to phrase what he was saying with any amount of self respect or dignity. "A- What if someone ....sees," He said, he voice small, however, one look at Alyssa's body and his mind started to melt. "A-and....would...would my daughter know me and my son know you, o-or would you just...abandon him?" 

[color=2e3192]"We're not getting married Taran."[/color]  Alyssa ran a finger along the boy's jaw lightly.  [color=2e3192]"You're getting me pregnant,  for the purpose of producing a child for one of us.  Do you understand that?  I want a daughter,  you I'm sure have use for a son.  Now can we dispense with the questions and get to the fun parts?  Me'thinks the boy doth protest too much."[/color]

Taran felt his breath catch as Alyssa's finger found his jaw.   In a flash, both of Taran's hands were holding Alyssa's single hand. "L-look, I'm s-sure you are w-wonderful  and I-I w-would like to help you out, but I-I need to think about this first," said Tara, trying to keep the begging out of his voice. 

[color=2e3192]"Thinking time is over Taran."[/color]  Alyssa shuddered as one of the many succubi slid through her body and down her arm.  The pressure faded as it jumped across her hand to take residence in Taran's flesh.  [color=2e3192]"Give in to the demon lust,  and let what will be,  be."[/color]

Taran didn't even get the chance to scream when...something latched itself to his arm and vanished. For a second, nothing happened, then suddenly the urge to rip the rest of Alyssa's 
clothing from her body, hit him like a ton of rock. It took all his will power to stop from jumping her right there. "W-what did you...do?" he grunted, closing his eyes so as not to see her. 

[color=2e3192]"Not a thing dear.  That's just your instincts speaking."[/color]  Alyssa's undergaments joined her robe on the forest floor.  [color=2e3192]"Why struggle against a desire so sublime?  Give in,  you know it's right."[/color]  Her voice took on a honeyed tone as she spoke not only to Taran,  but to the succubus in his flesh as well.  Weakening the former's resolve as she bolstered the latter's will.

Taran finally opened his eyes, glaring at Alyssa. "I...know I don't want this," He growled, but with that statement, the last of his resolve vanished as he took a step closer to Alyssa, planting a soft, slightly misplaced kiss on her lips. 

Alyssa grinned and whispered.  [color=2e3192]"What [i]you[/i] wanted never mattered Taran,  and it never will."[/color]

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