A Succubus’ Victory (Rosario + Vampire)

A Succubus’ Victory (Rosario + Vampire)

A/N: A Succubus' Victory was a Patreon Poll Winner originally written back in 2018, posted to HF in 2021, and now posted here for people to enjoy!

Summary: An AU in which Tsukune meets Kurumu first, and a Succubus falls for her One True Love.

Themes: Bondage, Dom/Sub, Threesome

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Its drool, rather than blood that drips from elongated fangs as they wrap around the small rounded bit lodged in their owner's mouth. The vampire who the fangs belong to whimpers quietly, even as she squirms a little, her limbs restrained. Her arms are bound behind her back, while her legs are bowed and tied together at the thigh and shin. She's not going anywhere any time soon... even though she could very easily break free of her bindings.

Its naught but simple rope, nothing special about it that would give it the strength to hold down an apex predator like a vampire, one of the strongest monsters in existence. If the female it was containing wanted to, she could easily pull free with little effort, ripping the rope to shreds and standing up tall. But she doesn't. She doesn't free herself, she chooses instead to wallow in her bondage, drool continuing to collect on her chin and drip down onto her rosary and her otherwise bared chest as she kneels there a couple feet from the end of a bed.

The rosary around her neck, beautifully made and quite ornate, is the only thing besides the rope that rests upon her body. She's been completely stripped down to nothing at all, left in her birthday suit save for that single piece of jewelry. Her breasts, supple and young but larger than most her age, heave with every panting breath she makes through the bit. Her face and her flesh are both flushed red with embarrassment, but more importantly, arousal.

Her pink locks go down the back of her neck, stopping at her shoulderblades, sticking to her skin. She's covered in sweat after all... and looks all the more beautiful for it. But even still, even for as much as a masterpiece of bound art as the vampire is, she's ignored. She's ignored and goes unacknowledged, even as pleasure, exquisite, unadulterated pleasure continues to take place on the bed before her.

"Yes, Tsukune! Just like that! Fuck me harder my love, fuck me harder!"

Moka Akashiya watches on with bright green, watery eyes as Kurumu Kurono is thoroughly plowed from behind by one Tsukune Aono. The young man is giving it to his succubus lover long and hard, and even as she begs him for more, he speeds up. His cock, throbbing and thick, slams into Kurumu's cunt again and again and again. Without pause, without fail... but then, that's the power of a bond between a succubus and her one true love.

The two are made for each other. They're destined to be with one another, from what Moka understands. And she? She's destined to spend the rest of her life as the third wheel, playing the pet, being the mistress. She has to... she can't... she can't imagine anything else.

"Tsuuuukuuuune!"

Moka watches Kurumu's back arch as the blue-haired succubus screams her praise of her lover to the high ceiling of her dorm room, shaking and spasming in an obvious climatic finish. Tsukune in turn lets out a groan as he slumps over Kurumu, burying his face in her neck and placing his hands palm down on either side of her body. Her voluptuous, curvaceous body. In comparison, Moka knows she looks practically underdeveloped. Sure, she's beautiful and still growing in her own way, but Kurumu... well, it's not wrong to say Kurumu has it all.

"Oh yessss... I feel it, Tsukune. I feel it filling me! Pump that delicious baby batter deep inside of my fertile womb you big bad man! Get me pregnant, knock me up! Breed me you handsome bastard!"

The bound female vampire can only watch as Tsukune does exactly that. While yes, she COULD do more... she would never dare. She knows better than to test things. She knows better than to try to rise above her station. She wants it though... oh how she wants it. Even from here, she can smell him. Tsukune Aono... a human.

It had shocked and disgusted her a little when she'd first found out, but by that point she was already in too deep. All Moka had wanted was a little taste of Tsukune's blood, but Kurumu... Kurumu was already there, her claws sunk deep into the boy's soul. The succubus wasn't about to let Moka have what belonged to her, and so Moka had to make certain concessions, just to get a taste.

... It got worse over time. Kurumu wasn't just content with making Moka acknowledge her superiority, she didn't just want a sycophant of a friend, she wanted a pet and a toy that would do her bidding. Moka couldn't deny that she'd become both those things, that she'd become whatever Kurumu wanted in order to be given regular access to Tsukune's blood.

Only afterwards had it slipped out that Tsukune was nothing but a simple human in a school for monsters. By that point, much of Moka's disgust had turned inwards. Though the pink-haired vampire didn't realize it, that was kind of the point. Kurumu had waited to reveal the truth until it would do the most damage to Moka's psyche, until she was so dependent on Tsukune's blood that she would turn all of her loathing onto herself the moment that she found out just what she was drinking and who she was drinking from.

She loved his blood. She was addicted to a human... and there was nothing she could do about it. She-

"Oh Tsukune! You always know exactly what to say~ Come here!"

The sounds of noisy, sloppy kissing as the lovebirds make out with one another is at least a little distracting, but in the end it doesn't really compare to the rough anal plundering Tsukune is currently giving Moka, his cock squelching in and out of her back door, his hands coming down on her poor, pale behind again and again. Moka groans and moans and takes it all though, because the reward waiting at the end of the tunnel is worth it. Its all worth it...

She is ashamed when she cums though. Its been happening more frequently lately, whenever this occurs. Tsukune's pounding into her back door brings her to climax, and though the female vampire does her best to hold back the pleasure, in the end she fails as she's failed before, her eyes going crossed and her body shaking as her pussy juices end up squirting onto the floor beneath her.

... They'd make her clean that up and probably call her a whore while they did so, but she'd take her lumps if it meant she got even a taste. She just... she just needed a taste to tide her over. It wasn't like she wanted any of this. THAT was all she wanted... that was all she needed.

Of course, running contrary to Moka's inner monologue, the female vampire cums AGAIN when Tsukune abruptly fills her bowels with his white-hot spunk. Pulling out of her back door while she's still trying to recover, he gives her ass one more spanking, leaving the pale posterior distinctly reddened as he stands up straight again and snorts derisively.

"Well, Tsukune? Did she earn a reward today?"

There's a beat of silence, and Moka just stares at the bed cover beneath her chest as she waits to hear his verdict.

"... I suppose she has."

The shudder of ecstasy that runs through her at those four words is... probably unhealthy. All the same, Moka does not do anything to pull away as Kurumu grabs her by the hair again and spins her around. The succubus holds her head steady, and Moka looks up, watching as Tsukune pricks himself, just enough for a drop of blood to well-up from the 'wound'.

The vampire's green eyes dilate and she watches him bring the pricked finger closer and closer, until its right over her mouth, specifically, right over one of her visible fangs. Tsukune squeezes, and one by one, five distinct drops of blood fall from his digit and onto her fang. Moka's eyes immediately roll back in her head and she cums more explosively than ever before as the taste hits her senses. Heightened by withdrawal, by not being allowed to taste more than her mistress and master allow, its so GOOD to finally get some.

Beside herself with euphoric bliss, Moka slumps in Kurumu's grasp and just simply moans. Its not that she's starving or anything. She gets plenty of blood as a regular source of sustenance from other methods. But this... Tsukune's blood is like... its everything to her. She can't get enough of it, and she's never given enough either.

But as Kurumu drags her down to the floor, as she distantly hears the succubus demanding she clean up after herself through the pounding in her ears, Moka knows she's not going to try anything. The fear that she'll be cut off from the source is too great for her to do so. She's right where she needs to be to get exactly what she wants. Tsukune and Kurumu held the reins of this relationship, true... but Moka was happy. She... she was.

She was... content.

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