“So, what do we do now?” Sampson asked.

“Now,” the Angel said, looking at each of them in turn. “Now you two leave me and Dev alone here for a while.”

“Come your Grace,” Sampson said to Muz-Ra. “I’ll escort you back to the throne room.”

“Oh my! You have got muscles! Say! Are you interesting in working for us here? I’d love to see you around more!”

“Red, you just got married!” Sampson reminded her.

“I know. I’ll have to be monogamous. Sorry, but you can’t have me, much as it will pain us both,” Muz-Ra said with an evil smile.

“ME? I didn’t…” Sampson started before Faniel interrupted.

“Sampson, wait.” the Angel said, pulling the Hero back.

“Yes Faniel?”

She stepped to him and gave him a heartfelt hug. “Goodbye Sampson. You’ve been a good friend to me. And to Devilah. Keep her safe.”

Sampson looked at Devilah. “I will. I guess… goodbye Faniel. I’ll miss you.”

“And I you, but I’ll be nearby – in a sense.”

Muz-Ra stepped out of the room with Sampson, leaving only Devilah and Faniel.

“You’re leaving then,” Devilah said, her eyes shining with sadness. It was more of a statement than a question.

“Yes Devilah. It’s time for me to return to my normal state. I told you though, I’ll be right beside you. All of your life.”

“But, I won’t see you again, will I?”

“Not in this lifetime, no. You might catch the scent of lavender or faintly hear my feathers at night, but that will be all. You’ll need to have faith, Devilah. Life is so short you won’t believe it when it’s over. You’re a mortal now, and you mortals think your lives are forever, but they’re not. They’re not even close. But your prayers have been answered. Well, almost all of them. There is one more thing I can do for you before I leave.”

Khajiits don’t normally cry – but Devilah was not a Khajiit. Now the tears came to her eyes and rolled down her catlike face leaving a cheetah’s stripes behind.  "I’ll trade you,“ she said.

"Trade me?”

“Trade you what, Dev?”

“Don’t give me this last gift. Stay with me instead. I don’t want anything more from you. I just want you to stay with me and be my friend. You understand me like no one else in this world can. I love Sampson, but try as he does, he doesn’t really understand me. I’d give up everything if you could just stay.”

“I can’t do that Devilah. I’m sorry, but it’s out of my hands.”

“Can I stay here? Can I watch you go?”

Faniel’s eyes strayed to the dildo on the table. “You know what I’m going to do?”

Devilah laughed suddenly. Loud and staccato, with no mirth. “There’s not much you CAN do with a dildo. Yeah, I’ve got a pretty good idea.”

“Would you believe me if I said I was kind of embarrassed for you to see me?”

Devilah laughed as she disrobed and climbed onto the bed. “Faniel, you’ve been naked since I met you. I’ve watched Sampson shave your pussy. Isn’t it kind of late to be embarrassed?”

“You have a point. And… I kinda need to get turned on.”

“I can help with that, Faniel. It’s sort of my specialty,” Devilah said, patting the bed in invitation.

“Wait. Before I go… drink the nectar.”

“The nectar?”

“My nectar. You know, from High Hrothgar. Do I have to be blunt about it?”

“No, no. Sorry. I know what you mean. Drink it?”

“Yes. Drink it now. These gifts have to have a conduit. It’s the only conduit I can think of.”

Devilah fumbled the small vial out of her inventory and looked at it. When she opened the little cork, the fragrance was light but obvious to her sense of smell. It smelled of peaches.

“What will it do?” she asked.

“Do you trust me?” Faniel asked.

Without hesitation, Devilah downed the bottle in answer.

Suddenly the room swam and blacked out.  But seconds later, she found herself in Faniel’s arms. Something was different. Something was DEFINITELY different.

“What was it? What happened?”

“Welcome to your new life, Devilah. You are no longer a succubus. You are now officially a Khajiit,” the angel smiled down at her.

“But, didn’t you say…” Devilah started.

“I lied Dev. All things are possible. But the time wasn’t right yet.”

Faniel helped Devilah sit up. The difference was at once obvious and nebulous. Then she realized she no longer had any wings.

“Aww. I’ll miss my wings.”

“If you’re going to live in this world, you need to be of this world Dev.”

“So I’m just a normal humdrum Khajiit now? I hope Sampson still likes me.”

“Dev, Sampson loved you when he thought you were a Khajiit. Your powers are gone, but so is your need for ‘donations’ from other men. You are not a succubus but you are still you. You are still unique. You are… Devilah.  And you are my ward. I will be your guardian angel, and we will meet again.”

“But you said…”

“I said ‘not in this lifetime’, Devilah. There will be an ‘after’.”

“Well, I guess that will have to do. Thank you Faniel, for everything. By the way, your pussy juice is delicious!”

“I don’t suppose you have any left?” Faniel said, hefting the dildo and now seeing it’s proportions somewhat more clearly.

“Nope, sorry! Drank it all,” Devilah smiled as she guided Faniel onto her back. “Guess we’ll have to make more! Now you just lay back and relax. We’re in no hurry, the room is warm, and the only person here is me. Trust me, now you’re in my domain. These things I know how to do, supernatural power or not. You’ll be fine. In fact, I’ll make sure you love it!”

“I don’t doubt you Devilah. I have faith in you, and I love you.” Faniel said as she closed her eyes and felt the height of the mortal condition one last time.

“I love you too Faniel,” Devilah thought without speaking. Words were no longer needed, and she knew Faniel already knew that anyway. A stray leftover tear fell from her eye as she closed them.

The last tear she would ever cry fell on the empty bed beneath her. Faniel was gone.

“How on earth did they…” started Devilah.

“How did he?” finished Faniel.

“I’d better figure out some way to keep this frozen. You know, this is more than I could get out of any man in a year, with maximum use!”

Devilah then remembered the note in her hand and continued reading.

“‘However, Paarthurnax sends his best as well, which we’re fairly sure will more than make up for Wulfgar.’”

The stared at the container again.

“This is getting me horny,” Devilah admitted.

“Hey, we’re guests of the Jarl and his new Queen,” Faniel said. “Let’s get a servant to take this out and keep it cold.”

“Okay – just… let me grab a sip of Bolli,” Devilah said, snatching a bottle.

“Down the hatch!” Devilah laughed as she downed the contents.

“So? How is it?”

Devilah tasted the liquid like a fine wine connoseur. “Cool, but not stale at all. More like Argonian spunk in that respect, but still definitely from the prostate and balls of a man.  And the unique taste of Bolli comes through loud and clear as well. I can get used to this! Here, you want to try some?”

Faniel responded, backing away with a queasy look on her face, “No thank you Devilah!”

Sampson woke up later, and they decided not to mention the delivery. Instead, Devilah and Sampson got dressed and they all went down to the great hall where the Jarl and Muz-Ra were holding court, Muz-Ra now wearing a circlet to denote her new rank as Queen. Muz-Ra motioned them to a side room, closed the door behind her and sat on the bed.

“Now, what is this all about? What is it you’re looking for? We’re not in the habit of stealing you know. It’s unlikely whatever it is that you’re looking for is here.”

“It’s here your Grace. I could walk directly to it if you like. In fact, it’s in your bedroom.” Faniel said quietly.

Muz-Ra didn’t fail to notice the courtesy and smiled at Faniel before inquiring, “In my bedroom? What on earth are you talking about?”

“A dildo,” Devilah said flatly.  "Pretty large, black. About this big. A button on the bottom that makes it vibrate if the batteries haven’t run out.“

”BLACK BEAUTY!“ Muz-Ra said, eyes widening.

"You know it then?”

“Well of course I know it. A girl doesn’t forget a thing like that. Not once it’s been inside her.”

“Hey! That was my dildo!” Devilah protested.

“Well I sure as hell didn’t know whose it was! It’s not like I don’t WASH it you know.”

“Well I should hope so!” Devilah said, calming down.

“Considering some of the holes it’s been in…”

“NO! Don’t tell me. You used there?”

“Well, yeah. And…”

“What, there’s more?”

“Well, let’s see… I had to loan it to my friend Ubergard…”

“The giant Argonian? Well, she seems alright…”

“And then there was that time I used it on the Jarl…”

“Not up his…”

“You should have seen his reaction when I stuck it in! It’s a great prostate massager…”

Devilah let out a little choked scream.

“Yeah,” Muz-Ra said cheerfully. “Pretty much like that!”

“How’d it end up here anyway?” Muz-Ra asked, turning to Faniel.

“Long story,” said Faniel. “And don’t look so sad Devilah. She said she keeps it clean.”

“But it was my little Sparky. We… shared many happy hours together.”

“Sorry kitten,” Muz-Ra said, looking contrite.

“Oh, it’s alright. You couldn’t know. But I’ll never be able to look at it the same way again.”

“By the way, the batteries died a long time ago. At least, it stopped vibrating. But it still does… something.”

“That’s the Essence. That’s what I’m doing here. I need to return it to where it belongs.”

“Well, wait here for a minute. I need to explain to the Jarl, then I’ll go get it.”

In fact, she was gone for quite a while before she returned.

“Here it is, good as new,” she said while handing over the dildo to Devilah. “Well, maybe not good as new but clean anyway.”

Devilah took the dildo and sat it upright on a table.

“That it?” Muz-Ra asked.

“Yes. That’s it,” Devilah said. “Faniel?”

The angel hadn’t taken her eyes off the dildo since Muz-Ra had brought it into the room.  "Yes,“ she said, "The Essence is there.”

“Doesn’t look much like a penis,” Sampson noted, causing all three females to look at him with menacing looks.

“Well it doesn’t!”

H looked at the group of females as they started dancing under Kitty’s instruction, if maybe a bit wobbly. He noticed some of the other guests were getting into the act too, even going so far as to dance naked like the girls. “You have any more miracles up your sleeve do you? Because that was a dandy!” “Oh, I didn’t do it, silly Khajiit. Blue did it. You should know that,” said Faniel. “Well, thank you Faniel. I somehow didn’t think you were a liar. I am, alas, just a mortal male and I think I see Bhusaran inviting me to… dance. I bid you a good night. ” “And to you, Maiq.”
Sampson stepped up to Devilah and spoke with her for a second while Faniel resumed watching the others. She had to admit she was impressed by Kitty’s managing to corral the guests into doing any coordinated dancing at all under Devilah’s carnal influence.
Faniel turned to Devilah when she saw Sampson leave again. “Where’s Sampson going?” “He’s off talking to the Jarl’s brother about something.” “Ah. I see. You know, it’s not like you to be by yourself with all this partying going on though Devilah. At the rate things are going, you may be the only clothed person left in Dragonsreach before long. A full scale orgy seems to be in the offing.” “So it seems! But no. My orgy days are behind me I think. Unless you want a roll in the sack that is…” “Sorry Dev. Sex has already caused me enough trouble as it is. You’re not hungry for other men yet?”
“Not yet. Arngeir said he’d be sending his samples down the mountain the next day so I should get a supply soon. I’ll be fine till then. Hell, I’d be fine for a lot longer. But I start to pine for the stuff. It will be so much nicer to not have to get it directly and just have it delivered!” “You know, that was H I was just talking to. You know, the owner of the Tails?” “Oh? Faniel, I should go talk to him! I need to see if he’ll do a magazine with me and Sampson! Come, introduce me!” “Relax Dev. All in good time. Be patient and have faith. Everything will work out in the end. Besides, I don’t think he would much appreciate you interrupting him right now.” “Oh my! Is she doing what I think she’s doing?” “I told you it looked like an orgy was likely.”
“And so it is! Honestly, I’m getting a little bit sleepy. It’s been a long day. I’m going to go take a bath and go to bed. You want to come along?” Faniel looked back to the dancers whose movements were beginning to take on ever more sexual connotations. “Are you still influencing them?” “Na. I turned off the heat a while ago. They’re on autopilot now.“ “You know, I think I would like that suggestion of yours. Think they have two baths?” “We can share!” Devilah said with an evil grin. “Okay, but face to face.” Devilah smiled lustily. “Any position is fine with me. Let me go tell Sampson and I’ll be right back.”
Faniel watched her friend go and turned back to the dancers when she saw Kitty break away. “Come on, Faniel! Bring some discipline to this mob! I tried to teach them some real dance steps, but at this rate they’re just going to end up fucking everyone!” “Sorry Kitty, you’re on your own. Devilah and I are off to go to bed.” “Well what should I do? Surely an angel could give me some advice?” “It’s not your problem, Kitty.” “So, you’re saying ‘do nothing’?”
At that, Devilah came back in and started dragging Faniel away, apparently very eager to take that bath. “Of course not Kitty!” she said as she was dragged away. “FIND MIKAEL!”
“FUCK MIKAEL?!” “THAT WORKS TOO!” the angel called before Devilah managed to drag her from the room.