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Boulevard of Broken Dreams	By : DrunkenScotsman Category: +M to R > Rosario Vampire Views: 7069 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no money from the writing of this story. All characters and locations of Rosario+Vampire belong to Ikeda Akihisa.

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Chapter 4: Soul Food

“My darling Kurumu, I’m so proud of you!” gushed Ageha Kurono over the phone. “Every night this week?”

“That’s right, Mom,” answered the younger succubus, cheeks tinged red. “Tsukune has a real, um, knack for that sort of thing. It’s been amazing every time.”

“Of course, darling daughter – that’s how it is with one’s Destined Mate,” the mother replied with a wistful sigh. “It’s heaven on earth, and even the most skillful lover afterward can never compare.”

“Mother!” Kurumu scolded. “I don’t plan to have anyone else besides Tsukune.”

“Of course not, dear,” replied the older succubus, who clearly didn’t believe her daughter – or, perhaps, didn’t understand that Kurumu truly lacked the ambition to rack up as many lovers as possible like Ageha had done. “I’m still proud of you,” the mother assured the daughter, “and glad you’ve seized your opportunities when they arose.” She chuckled at her own innuendo.

“You only told me a million times that you’d ‘never live down the embarrassment’ if I graduated from high school ‘with virginity still intact,’” responded Kurumu sourly.

Ageha laughed off Kurumu’s unspoken complaint. “Dearest daughter, we’re succubi – sex is our raison d’être. The longer you put it off, the more I wondered if there weren’t something… wrong with you.”

Kurumu gritted her teeth and gripped her phone tighter; the plastic creaked in complaint. “So sorry to worry you, Mother,” she nearly growled. “You should rest easy now that I’m getting laid.”

“I’d rest easier if you made that handsome young man belong to you alone,” Ageha sighed.

“I promised I wouldn’t charm him, Mother,” Kurumu reminded her. “When Tsukune is with me, I know it’s because he wants to be, not because I forced him.”

“Yes, yes,” Ageha answered dismissively. “What matters is that you’re happy and you’re having sex, like a girl your age should.”

Kurumu sighed, shook her head, and rolled her eyes. I have the most embarrassing mother in the world, she thought to herself.

“Have you tasted him yet?” her mother asked after a long moment, returning the daughter’s attention back to the conversation at hand.

“Um, yes, of course,” answered Kurumu sheepishly. “I used my mouth on Tsukune for the first time two nights ago, to help… revive him… for a second round,” the teenage succubus explained.

Ageha laughed delightedly. “Wonderful to hear, darling! If you wish, I could share some of the techniques I’ve learned…” The older succubus cut herself off, saving her daughter the embarrassment of responding to that offer. More seriously, the mother asked, “I meant, did you taste of his soul, his no-doubt delicious essence?”

Kurumu’s brow furrowed. “What the hell does that even mean?”

“It’s part of being a succubus, dear,” her mother answered in a tone that belied how obvious she thought it should be. “While coupling, you focus your energy on your lips – high or low, your choice. You pull from your partner, as much or as little as you like; but it’s easy to drain too much,” she warned.

Kurumu blanched. “Does that mean what I think it means?”

“If you drink too deeply, you leave your partner as a soulless husk,” Ageha confirmed airily. “That’s why you must take care not to lose yourself in the moment, in the wonderful rush of feeling. The taste of a lover’s soul, though… mmm… just can’t be beaten, darling.”

Kurumu’s hand started to shake. “I should let you go, Mom. It’s, uh, getting late, and I have class in the morning,” she excused herself as politely as she could.

“Certainly, dear. I look forward to our next chat. Perhaps you’ll comfort your mother with an engagement,” teased Ageha, “so I’ll know you won’t end up alone.”

The younger succubus giggled at her mother’s absurdity. “If that happens, Mom, you’ll hear my screams of joy from home,” she promised with no small degree of exaggeration.

Laughing together, mother and daughter bade each other goodnight.

~~~~~

Kurumu moaned into Tsukune’s ear as she lowered herself onto her beloved, enveloping him in her slick, wet heat. In response, the young man ran his hands all over her expansive bosom. The young woman beamed down at her beloved, overjoyed that they could become one like this.

Kurumu leaned down to kiss Tsukune with all the passion she could muster – quite a lot, since succubi are creatures of passion. The young man responded in kind, though not to the same degree, letting his hands wander every square centimeter of bare skin. Soon they had achieved a sensual rhythm with their bodies, a cadence of consummation which would build to delicious release in due time.

As that moment drew near, Kurumu couldn’t help but recall her mother’s questions about sampling Tsukune’s soul. Curiosity gnawed at her. Finally she decided to have just a small taste, timed to coincide with their climaxes; if asked, she could explain it away as a particularly intense orgasm.

“I love you, Kurumu,” Tsukune murmured in her ear.

Kurumu grinned down at him when he said those blessed words. Energy flowed between them as she bounced up and down atop him. The succubus moaned in delight as she focused on the pleasure between her thighs, the source of that energy she felt. Her heart soared as she tasted Tsukune’s essence, sweet and bubbly and rich like fine champagne. Never before had she felt so… alive.

Her climax crashed over her like a tsunami, sweeping away all thoughts except one: More. She drank and drank, unable to stop or slow down the rush of pure, unadulterated sensation. Tsukune firing off inside her was of secondary importance.

Loud moans still sounded from Kurumu’s lips as powerful aftershocks of pleasure jolted her body and mind. Never, since she’d first brought herself to orgasm at fourteen, had the succubus felt such a rush. Her amethyst eyes fluttered open to gaze into the eyes of her beloved.

What greeted her were dull brown eyes devoid of life.

“Tsukune?” whimpered the young woman. “Are you okay, my love?” When he didn’t respond, Kurumu shook him. “Answer me, Tsukune, please! This isn’t funny!”

Tears began flowing freely. “I’m sorry… so sorry… Tsukune… I shouldn’t have… I didn’t mean to… didn’t mean to…” Kurumu sobbed. He still didn’t respond. Under her hands his body began to cool, while in vain she felt for breath, pulse, heartbeat – any sign of life at all.

Desperation filled her as she leaned down to kiss the young man’s lips. Focusing inward, the succubus searched for Tsukune’s soul, but in vain – the signature life energy was too faint to salvage. Regardless, Kurumu tried to pour that and her own energy into her beloved, praying that he would be revived.

Tsukune didn’t move.

“Please,” whimpered Kurumu, “wake up.”

Tsukune didn’t respond.

Kurumu stroked Tsukune’s face and planted desperate kisses on his lips, hoping against hope that the fairy tales might come true for her. Tears streamed down her face and sprinkled Tsukune’s until he had a faint sheen, like in the stories and pictures of saints brought by the Catholic monks to Japan five hundred years ago. Sobs and whispered apologies sneaked out between kisses.

“I love you, Tsukune,” she murmured when she finally recognized that he wasn’t coming back.

“Delicious, no?” hummed her mother from her desk chair, also inexplicably nude. The flowing waves of her dark-blue tresses barely brushed the swell of Ageha’s bountiful bosom.

Kurumu started. “M-Mother!” she yelped, unsuccessfully covering herself with her hands.

“Nothing more delectable than drinking the soul of one’s Destined Mate,” Ageha continued, suckling her fingers sensually. “Now you’re truly a succubus, a bona fide sex demon. I’m so proud!”

“I… I didn’t mean to!” Kurumu cried.

“I know. I watched the whole thing,” answered her mother in a sultry purr. “I just wish you’d waited long enough for me to take a turn with your handsome Tsukune,” she added with a melodramatic sigh.

“Mom!” Kurumu cried again. “I killed him! I killed Tsukune! I couldn’t stop myself…” The daughter at this point broke down into tears once more.

Ageha sat beside her daughter and wrapped her in a tender, comforting embrace. “I know it hurts, dear,” she soothed, “but absorbing your Destined Mate’s soul activates your womb fully. It’ll enable you to have children later. That’s just how we succubi reproduce, dear.”

Kurumu bawled onto her mother’s shoulder. Both seemed oblivious to their continued nudity, and to the presence of Tsukune’s unmoving body. Ageha stroked her daughter’s head comfortingly.

“There, there, dear. I felt the same way after I ate my Destined One,” she admitted. “But, if I didn’t, I never could’ve had you. That’s worth it to me; I hope one day, you have a daughter who makes you feel the same way.”

Kurumu sniffled. “Mom?” she began tentatively. “Is it okay… if I let myself… so I can… have Tsukune’s baby?”

“Of course, darling. You go right ahead,” Ageha answered. “I can’t wait to become a grandmother – as long as I don’t look like one,” she added with an airy laugh.

~~~~~

Kurumu screamed herself awake. Sobs immediately wracked her body, prompting her to roll over and muffle herself with her pillow. For long minutes the succubus wept, unable to purge the image of the lifeless Tsukune from her mind.

Once her tears had finally run dry, Kurumu sat up. With a shaking hand, she reached for her phone. I need to know for sure that’s not how it works, Kurumu told herself. If I have to drain Tsukune to have children… then I won’t have any.

And I’ll never, ever try to taste Tsukune’s soul.

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A/N: Greetings, readers! I know this kind of story isn't what you've come to expect from me, but I think it's good to stretch oneself every so often in order to grow as an artist. That said, since horror isn't my usual genre, I could really use some feedback regarding whether my attempts have been successful or not: ratings, reviews, PM on the forum, or posting to the discussion board ( http://www2.adult-fanfiction.org/forum/index.php/topic/62067-boulevard-of-broken-dreams-review-replies-discussion/ ). I look forward to your feedback!
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