Daisy Cutter

"Nothing lewd," Kir replied, stowing his wings and taking cover behind an artificial rock to catch his breath.

He sensed her incredulity, "But-"

"Stella..."

"Fine!" she huffed. "Now open up."

"How do I do that?" he asked, only to feel a weird stretching sensation in his chest and mind.

"Stop fighting me, boss, this is harder for me than it is for you!" Stella chastised him.

"Oh. Um..." Kir forced himself to relax... and relax... and relax...

Suddenly, he was no longer in the arena. He was floating around in some sort of no-space, only it felt like his whole body was being caressed from within and without by waves of pleasure...

He realized it was mana. Lust-tinged magic.

Is this what Stella felt all the time?

In the arena, the fight had come to a sudden, dramatic halt.

What they saw was Kir, posing sexily behind the boulder that Daisy destroyed, his body glistening with sweat and his tongue lasciviously teasing out as he spoke.

"Daisy... Sit!" he commanded. Compulsion magic - a succubus staple - did the rest. Daisy's body, already capable of draining most non-physical mana, readily absorbed and transmitted the spell to her body.

It left her helpless as Kir approached, strangely swaying his hips as he brought his hand under Daisy's chin.

"You've been a very naughty girl, Miss Daisy..." Kir said, or rather Stella, who was piloting him. "A naughty little girl that just wants mommy and daddy to notice her... do you know what happens to naughty girls?"

Daisy whimpered.

The girls in the audience gasped at what came next.

When Kir finally figured out how to get back into his own head, he wasn't in control, but he saw what Stella was doing with his body.

"Ahn! Ahn! I'm a bad girl! Ahn!" Daisy was bent over Kir's knee, and Stella was spanking her hard, her white panties exposed to the world.

"STELLA!" Kir shouted in his own head.

"What? I'm winning the fight for you," she shot back, between spanks.

"THIS IS LEWD!" he shouted.

"No it's not. She has her clothes on," Stella complained.

"JUST THROW HER OUT!!!"

"Ugh, fine, fine..." Stella replied out loud. In the physical world, she picked Daisy up and whispered in her ear. "I want you to think about what a naughty girl you are... and remember how I spanked you... If you ever misbehave again... You'll get more than a spanking."

"Stella!" Kir grumbled.

He felt his own eyes roll before Stella used his body to walk Daisy over to the edge and throw her out by the back of her shirt. The arena shield gave the girl a soft landing, and then Kir was declared the winner by the construct.

Stella came to just as her dueling band was turned red. She'd gone with one around her neck, and now it looked like a collar. Kir added a second to his tail.

As everything was wrapped up, Kir asked Stella, "How the hell did you know that would work?"

"I read it in a book," Stella said.

"You read it in a book..." Kir repeated, moderately disbelieving.

"I read!" His familiar asserted. "Anyway, the title of the book was Taming Daisy. The author actually listed all her void-magic weaknesses in it. She even had a whole chapter about Rainier using his Divine Castigational Compulsion to..." She trailed off before Kir could reprimand her. "Anyway, guess who the author is..."

"No..." Kir blinked rapidly to try to force the thoughts from his head. Daisy was the author. Stella had defeated Daisy... not just by being a counter-matchup, but by wielding the girl's fetishes against her through him!

He could feel his reputation about to plummet...

As soon as the formalities were concluded, Daisy glared at the girls who'd watched her defeat, prompting them to leave the arena. She gave Kir a strange, complicated look that was half pure rage and half something else, before stomping away.

Rainier met Kir on the stage, one of the only guys to have come watch.

"That was... wow... I didn't think you knew that kind of magic," Rainier said. "You're really scary, man."

"I'm... something," Kir said nervously, feeling very uncomfortable with the residual lust inside of him. He watched as the last of the dueling arena's audience left, leaving him alone with Rainer. "I uh... don't really like to, um, but that was..."

"That was hilarious!" Rainier said, bursting out into laughter. "Oh my Heaven, I don't think she's ever going to mess with you again. You're really something else, man."

Kir smiled weakly. He still felt drained, and with Stella's mana still inside him...

Ba-dum...

He heard his heart start to beat hard. Rainier had just given him a hug. A big, sincere, completely unexpected hug.

His face was so close...

"Listen, Rain... I don't want things to get awkward between us..." Kir started to say before trailing off.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Rainier asked, switching to a pat on his shoulder. "You did me a favor, if anything, I owe you big-time."

"I just... Ah..." He blushed.

Why couldn't he just say it? If Rainier knew he was attracted to him, they could figure something out. Change rooms or... something. Kir didn't want to interfere in Rain's relationship with Kordia. He certainly didn't want Rain to end up cheating on her. He was a demon by blood, and he didn't want to fall into the troublemaking mold that was expected of him by choice. Yet he was angry, fundamentally so, with how he was being treated. Angry but also flushed with battlelust and victory...

"What's wrong?" Rain asked, flashing his perfect teeth.

Kir felt a pull on his soul.

A wordless, greedy pull that wanted everything Rain had to give in that moment. Grabbing the front of Rain's uniform, he lowered his face into the angelkin's and kissed him, closing his eyes. Longing, need, and gentle lust bridging their lips together... and to his surprise, Rain started kissing him back.

They parted after what felt like a minute... a too-short minute.

"W-wow... um..." Rainier blushed so pink, his hair was competing with his skin.

"I like you..." Kir confessed. "I like you a lot..."

An impact nearby broke the reverie. Kordia was standing in the hall used by duelists. She'd dropped the book she was holding.

"Kordia!" Kir stammered, suddenly ashamed of himself. "It's not what you think... I don't want to steal him from you or anything, I-"

"That... was so... hot..." Kordia gasped.

As Kordia made all sorts of adoring and unexpected sounds, Kir and Rainier shared a look.

"I guess we should have a talk," Rainier shrugged.