THE DEVIL AT CHURCH ─ FEM!BUNNY IGLESIAS
FEAT. SUCCUBUS!BUNNY X AFAB!READER
ACTS OF SIN : BLASPHEMY, SACRILEGE, AGED UP, CORRUPTION, NONCON ORAL (F!RECEIVING), FINGERING, BRIEF ORGASM DENIAL, PUBLIC SEX, BRANDING, BODY PIERCINGS, TATTOOS, IF YOU'RE OFFENDED BY SACRILEGIOUS/RELIGIOUS THEMES, DNI!
FINAL CALL : marena n i talked about fem!bunny and demon!bunny and succubus!bunny too 👅 ( @ljubimaya this was so fun to think abt )
"YOU MAY BE POISON BUT SURE AS HELL TASTE LIKE HONEY..." ─ OH MY GOD, I-DLE
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who lurks in the darkness of your church, watching every sermon and every congregation come and go, listening to their silent prayers and their wishes they mumble under their breath, hoping the lord hears them from where they sit.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who spots you with your family, your silver cross necklace dangling from your neck, a red rosary tangled between your fingers as you kneel and pray with your family every sunday, like the good church girl you were.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who makes her appearance before you as a newcomer in your small town, introducing herself as a woman looking for god, much to your own surprise since you were sent by your father, a prominent member of the church, to go door to door and spread the word of god.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who likes how kind you are. you're not naïve by any means, but you were raised well and raised to believe that god loves his children and everyone deserves a chance to be taken in by the lord.
you're not the most innocent person she's come across but there's something about your purity and devotion to the man above that has the gears in her turning, the lust in her body firing up with the intent of wanting to taint your pure white soul.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY whose apparel never fails to make your jaw drop. being raised conservative and with your mother drilling into you that "women must dress modestly", bunny's day-to-day attire took you by surprise, in the best way possible, though you'd never say it out loud.
cropped shirts, tank tees with no bra on underneath, her barbell nipple piercings poking through her shirt. low waist jeans that show off the tramp stamp inked just above her ass. you've never seen a woman in town dress like her before and you hate to admit how much your eyes linger on her toned physique.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who invites you out with her to get another tattoo done. she's getting an upside down cross tattoo on her sternum. she smiles when she notices how flustered you become when she pulls her shirt up, the bottom of her tits poking out from underneath.
"you're staring, cariño," she says with a sly grin, her head turned towards you. you hadn't even realized you were staring so long, not until she pointed it out.
"oh, sorry," you stammer.
she smiles. "don't be. keep your eyes on me, nena."
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who's plagued your thoughts and dreams. you have a reoccuring dream of bunny in your bedroom, crawling onto your bed, crimson eyes glowing in the dark, nails long and pointed and horns atop her lilac hair.
you want to be scared, you want to scream out but you don't feel fear at the sight of her. even if it's a dream, you can still feel the way her hands crawl up your body, her touch burning into your skin as they snake up your nightdress, cupping your sensitive breasts and gently twisting your pert nipples.
you don't know why you're not scared, why you're not pushing her away, but you always wake up with wet panties. it's just a dream, right?
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who begins sneaking you away after sunday service despite your initial refusal. the dreams you've been having of her have wracked your brain with confusion. desiring a woman was a sin, right? but if it was so bad, why did it feel so good?
you never push bunny away when she pins you to the wall, her lips attached to the column of your throat, biting and nibbling at your skin to leave visible red marks, sweeping her tongue across the bites she leaves behind.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who senses your inner struggle but continues to push you past your limit. she sneaks into your room late at night and kisses you senseless, until you're left breathless and yearning for more. she'll let her hands crawl up your thighs and pull your panties down, wasting no time to shove her fingers into your tight, virign cunt.
you can feel her fingers burning inside of you, scissoring you apart, but it only adds to the ache and desire growing in the pit of your stomach, but she always pulls away just when you're about to cum because she knows you'll come looking for her later.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who's siren voice lingers in your mind, pulling you physically and spiritually towards her. she tugs on your soul, lures you into a fall sense of security. she draws you in with her song everytime, smirking at the loss of light in your eyes when she's caught you over and over.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who tells you that god has abandoned you since you're falling harder and harder for a devil. she doesn't shy away from revealing the dark and obliterating truth from you, nor does she care when you push away from her, keeping a stronghold on your arms so you can't get away.
"there is a heaven, cariño, but the gates have closed on you."
and it wasn't for your desire to be loved by a woman. it was your own need to be freed from the shackles of your religion and your dip into the dark pond of sin.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who finds you praying fervently at the center altar of your church. there's no use in trying to beg god for forgiveness; you were in too deep, too lost in the flood. she kneels behind you, wrapping her arms around your frame. you've been crying, trting to reach out to the world above the sky in a final attempt for redemption.
but you were met with dead air.
"god loves you, but not enough to save you," she whispers, slowly turning you around to face her, her blood red orbs locked onto your tear-filled ones.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY who spreads your legs apart, dipping her head in between your thighs to taste you again as she had done before. you were still crying, head tilted back as you looked above you, the angels painted on the ceiling throwing mocking words at you, shunning you from the holy empire of the lord.
but even their words fall on deaf ears. the devils below chant and laugh at your fall from grace, dancing in delight knowing they've successfully captured another pure soul.
SUCCUBUS!BUNNY whose hand that burns like firey coal presses down onto the skin of your thigh, branding you as another damned soul. her tongue works faster between your dripping folds, your cries and pleas like music to her ears.
she was never meant for the light, never meant for heaven, but heaven has never tasted so good until she felt it on her tongue. your body writhed withing her grasp, your lower belly burning hot with the aching need to release on her skilled muscle.
and when you finally cum, her mouth and tongue lapping at your sweet juices, the church fills with dancing and singing demons, screams and hoots of the devils bouncing off the walls of what was once a sanctuary. there are stars in your vision, hell in your veins and sin between your legs. she presses her glossed lips against yours, wiping away the tears that stain your cheeks with her thumb while the devils danced around you, welcoming you to your own personal hell.
but if this was hell, if this pleasure was sin, then you were a devil too, and your new succubus girlfriend was more than willing to lead you down the path of a sinner.