Violet shook her head, then said, “Anyways, um. You can take my bed if you’d like. I’ll probably fit on the couch a little better.”

  “Oh, right. Are you sure? I don’t want to take your bed from you.”

  “We could share the bed too, if you want, just, as long as nothing happens,” Violet laughed awkwardly.

  “That’s ok with me,” Kate said quietly.

  Violet smiled, then pointed out where to find makeup wipes and extra toothbrushes, in case Kate wanted one, then gave Kate the bathroom. Violet changed into a loose t-shirt for sleeping, as well as a clean, dry pair of underwear, which felt spectacular.

  Once Kate emerged from the bathroom, Violet offered her something for sleeping as well, but made sure she knew her current top or sleeping topless were both fine too, of course, then quickly rushed off to the bathroom. Her secret access to information she shouldn’t have told her Kate was fawning over her idiotic shyness again. Once she closed the bathroom door, she felt Kate remove her top. Violet tried desperately not to picture the sensations she was feeling too vividly while she brushed her teeth. To her simultaneous disappointment and relief, she felt Kate put on the shirt she’d offered.

  Another thought occurred to her as she brushed. The last thing she’d put in her mouth before this toothbrush had been a stranger’s cock. She felt like that should be bothering her more than it was, but the memory mostly just excited her. Would it always be that easy? What would happen if she did something like that the way she looked now? Would she even be able to get into the club again? Had he liked it? She knew he had in the moment, but what about after she ran? Did he go to Eva often? She recalled the sensation of that tingling heat filling her body as she simultaneously felt herself cum into her own mouth.

  Toothpaste drool startled her out of her daydream, catching it with her tongue as it slid toward her chin.

  Fuck, I just put this underwear on, Violet whined to herself. Why can’t I stop?

  She splashed her face with cold water and stared into the mirror. Her haunting eyes glowed back at her from their black voids.

  Am I ever going to be able to go out in public again? How can this even be happening? I can’t be the only one, but if there are others they’d surely be all over the internet…

  She wanted to scream. It didn’t make any sense.

  At least I won’t need a Halloween costume this year…

  Kate’s head was spinning. She’d just laid down on Vi’s bed, waiting for her demon friend to return from the bathroom. The spinning was likely the alcohol, but her thoughts running at a million miles per hour really weren’t helping. How was Vi going to go back to work like that? What could even explain this? She looked like a creature out of some fairy tale, not to mention her claims about hungering for sexual energies or something.

  Not that Kate didn’t believe her. Her ‘impossible’ physical changes were enough evidence the rest was likely true. Did this mean there was some legitimacy to all the myths and legends? If demons and succubi were real, what else was out there? That thought made her nervous. Kate had never been the religious type.

  Ugh, I’m way too dizzy for rethinking reality. At least Vi’s bed is nice.

  She heard the bathroom door open, then watched Vi’s glowing eyes approach the other side of the bed.

  Or maybe I’m just dreaming. I’ve completely lost it. That’s more likely.

  Vi tumbled into bed beside her, thick, white hair spilling over her pale shoulders. She sighed, relaxing for a moment, then looked over toward Kate. She smelled wonderfully sweet, somehow warm and comforting, and Kate suddenly found herself desperately trying to resist rolling into her arms and burying her nose behind one of her adorable ears.

  Almost as if reacting to that thought, Vi adjusted, pushing the comforter down to slide under it and tossing her hair behind her to the outside of the bed as she laid on her side facing Kate.

  “Feels kinda weird to lay on my side now,” Vi said softly. “Squishes my ear.”

  “Oh yeah… I hadn’t thought of that.”

  Vi lifted her head a little, experimenting with folding her ear forward instead of back, but seemed to decide it was better the other way after a moment.

  “You know, I used to always do this thing with my ears. I’d go around the edge, folding the cold parts in for a few seconds to warm them up. Something about the cold in my ear felt comforting. Like this–”

  Vi reached over to demonstrate with Kate’s ear, gently folding the top of the curve down slightly.

  “–right there, only all the way down so the edge is pressed inside. I don’t know where that habit came from, I think I’ve always done it. But now it feels weird,” she chuckled. “All this absurd stuff is happening and it’s this silly little habit that I’m focusing on…”

  “You’re adorable,” Kate smiled, then after a few moments asked, “Is it ok if I… can I feel them?”

  “Sure.”

  Vi shivered as Kate touched her ear, but seemed comfortable again once Kate added a little bit of pressure. It was soft, thin and delicate, and Vi smiled back at her while her fingers explored. Kate looked up, above Vi’s hairline at the small, dark horns poking through, slowly moving her hand up to touch one of them as well. Vi’s eyes followed her arm upwards, then looked back into Kate’s eyes again as Kate’s fingers touched her horn. It felt about like she’d expected, smooth yet slightly textured, as any bone or fingernail might be.

  Kate pulled gently, then pushed. To her surprise, Vi grinned at her.

  “So weird,” Vi said with a slight laugh, and Kate pulled her hand back as she nodded. “Oh!” Vi suddenly exclaimed, “I forgot to show you something! You’re gonna love it! Although, maybe now isn’t the best time…”

  “Oh, come on! You can’t do that to me!” Kate objected, putting on an insulted expression.

  “Fine, fine! I guess that would have been mean. Ok, watch this.”

  Kate waited expectantly as they lay on their sides, facing each other. She watched as Vi slowly stuck out her tongue, almost to her chin, then just past it.

  “Woah, is that new?”

  Vi nodded slightly, then she licked the tip of Kate’s nose. Half a second later her tongue was gone, back behind her grin.

  “Wha– Vi!!” Kate sat up instantly, looking down to where her nose had just been, then over to Vi, who was now trying to hold in a fit of laughter.

  “Show me again!”

  It took Vi a few seconds to stop snickering, but she eventually stuck out her tongue again, curling it down out of her mouth and up again slightly at the tip, the tip which was now her forearm’s length from her lips. Then she curled it up to lick her own forehead for a second before disappearing it again.

  “What the fuck!” Kate whispered, still sitting up. “Where does it go??”

  Vi shrugged, “I dunno.”

  “Jesus…”

  “Thought you would like that,” she grinned again. “Welp, goodnight!”

  Vi giggled again as she rolled over to face the other way, hair sliding off her pillow behind her head.

  “Vi!!” Kate flopped back onto her pillow with a dramatic sigh. “How am I supposed to sleep now? What other ridiculous tricks are you hiding?” she teased.

  “Sorry, I realized it was bad timing after I said it,” Vi said as she turned off the lamp on her nightstand. “Oh, do you need to charge your phone? I can plug it in over here.”

  “No, charged before we went out. Thanks.”

  “Alright. Hey, Kate?”

  “Yeah?”

  “Thanks again for worrying about me, and walking me home.”

  “Of course.”

  “And for not freaking out… I know this is… a lot.”

  Kate put a hand on the back of Vi’s head for a few seconds, “Mhmm.”

  Violet lay awake, staring at the light spilling around the edges of the window blinds. It seemed unusually bright, but she suspected it was more to do with her eyes than any change in the blinds or street lights since a few nights ago.

  She was fairly certain Kate was still awake. Her emotions mostly followed a predictable rhythm that reminded her of when she was feeling indecisive about something. Dreaming, from her limited experience, tended to be a lot more chaotic. Kate flickered from arousal to worry to disappointment to curiosity and back, over and over as the silence drew on. Thankfully, Kate’s dizziness was also fading.

  The primary giveaway to Kate’s wakefulness, however, was that she had touched herself a few times, progressively growing more bold. Violet didn’t blame her. She could feel the same arousal Kate was feeling, even if she didn’t know the triggering thoughts precisely, and was also finding it difficult to keep her own thoughts and hands away from sex.

  And how was Kate supposed to know she could feel everything? She’d deliberately avoided mentioning her empathic powers. The choice had made sense at the time. She still wasn’t even sure if it had been a good idea to tell Meryl. It made their interactions so complicated, and it was dangerous information to have out there in the world anyway.

  However, Violet was rapidly becoming concerned if she didn’t say something soon, she would essentially be violating Kate. Or, at least, that seemed to be one possible perspective. On the other hand, if Violet tried to sneakily touch herself in someone else’s bed, she would certainly not have blamed them if she had gotten caught. Violet was just unfairly good at catching this sort of thing. Plus, there was the whole issue that if she didn’t tell Kate now, it would sure look really bad if Kate did eventually find out some day.

  Fuck, do I really just need to tell everyone I’m even remotely intimate with about this? What about friends? And what about my own privacy? Or even my own safety?

  While Violet continued to ponder her moral dilemma, Kate seemed to have come to a conclusion on hers. She was squeezing herself gently between two fingers, occasionally sliding up and down. Violet tried to stay relaxed and motionless as Kate’s fingers played with her, even if that hadn’t been their intention, finding it increasingly difficult to avoid twitching or moaning each time Kate changed what she was doing.

  I really should stop her.

  Kate’s wet middle finger slid across her skin, threatening to enter her for a moment, then returning to its teasing. Violet wanted to touch herself so badly, to fill in the half of her doubled sensations Kate wasn’t touching directly.

  Maybe I can somehow take less of– of whatever it is I take. I don’t even know if I hurt that guy at the club. I’m awful. I didn’t even know his name, but that didn’t stop me from sucking his life force out through his cock. Fuck, why don’t I have any self-control?

  Kate certainly knew how to make herself feel good. Violet curled her toes and squeezed her hands into fists as she attempted to keep her breathing calm.

  Please stop, please stop– Fuck, that feels so good.

  She knew she should be the one intervening, but every time she decided to an objection popped into her mind to counter it, and the words caught in her throat. She hadn’t intended to tell Kate. She imagined Kate’s reaction to finding out she’d been awake and aware this whole time, then her reaction to finding out how aware.

  Caught between her shame over her inaction, her fear of getting caught intruding on Kate’s body, and Kate’s wonderful fingers, Violet gave up on keeping her breathing calm, instead focusing only on making as little noise as possible. She knew she was quickly approaching an orgasm, but was surprised to find it was her own, not Kate’s. What did it mean if she came first from the same sensations Kate was feeling? Was she somehow getting off on this weird, manipulative situation? Was she really this desperately aroused by anything sexual?

  Please no–

  Violet twitched, then gasped as the first jolt of pleasure bounced through her body. She pressed her face into her pillow to muffle any more spasms. As she felt a second jolt, she realized Kate’s fingers had stopped.

  Oh fuck–

  With the third, she felt Kate’s initial panic fade to uncertainty. Maybe she had only made Kate suspicious. Violet tried her best to relax through the rest of her orgasm as it faded, hoping she somehow really had avoided getting caught.