Page 48 of Finding Answers For Confused Succubi

"Mmm, that is true.I did accidentally get them out in the last round of the cheer competition.I started to fall and had to catch myself somehow, but it was reflex and I hate that I ended up exposing that side of myself to so many people."So much so that I haven't really admitted how much it's been bothering me, even internally.

"I can imagine that wasn't very fun," he says.

"No.But I think choosing to show them to someone is different."And there's a part of me very close to the surface that makes me want to show him.

I step back to make sure I have enough space.My back itches, making me wonder whether I'd have any control over keeping my wings inside even if I don't do this.I push the thought to the side.It doesn't matter.I want to show him.And not just because my magic is finally sated, or even because he showed me his wings.

Darius has done everything to prove to me that he accepts each part of me, and that is what this is.

I close my eyes and let my wings unfurl from my back, spreading out into the room.My tail extends from my coxes and curls around behind my legs, while my horns spring from my head and part my hair.

My tail flicks back and forth, though I'm not sure if it's because it's been too long since it was out properly, or because it's responding to my nerves or the fact my magic is at full capacity.I suppose it doesn't really matter too much.

"They're beautiful," Darius says.

"Hardly.They're nothing like yours."I turn around so he can see the back of my wings, the deep purple of them nothing like the pale pink of his.

"Can I?"he asks.

I look over my shoulder to find his hand outstretched but not touching me.

I nod.

He reaches out and brushes his fingers over the wing closest to him.

"I..."I clear my throat.

"You okay?"

"I like the top of my wings being touched.Not as a turn-on."

"I guessed."

"Just, I think it's soothing.My mum used to do it when I was a kid."I've never told anyone that.Even my ex didn't know.

"Here?"Darius places his fingers at the point where my wings meet.

"Yeah."I expect to flinch and pull away, but it doesn't happen.I lean into his touch, realising just how little I let this happen.

He leans in and kisses the side of my head.

I twist around in his arms, retracting my wings, horns, and tail as I do.I wrap my arms around his waist and lean my head against his shoulder.He pulls me closer to him.

"We should put something on," he says softly.

I nod and pull back."There was a film I wanted to watch, unless you have something specific in mind?"

"No, go for what you want."

"It's a rom-com."

"I'm a cupid, that's not an issue," he promises.

"Right."I pull back and click through a few screens on my laptop until the movie starts to play.

He rearranges the blankets on my bed and sits back, making himself at home.I watch him for a moment, lost in how comfortable the whole situation is making me feel.I know that I can trust him not to push me further on things that I don't want to do.I know some of that is also about his wants and needs, but it still makes me feel good to have someone who properly understands me.

I'm sure there'll be lots of things to discover about ourselves in the future, and I look forward to it.I've learned so much about myself in the past few weeks, and now I'm not so scared about finding out more.