“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.

Author’s note: I managed to squeeze in just a little more porny porn porn in one last time. The original plan for this was going to be somewhat tamer, but my mouse slipped and the kitties got a little out of hand. Although Muz-Ra and the Jarl had retired, it was much later after many a toast had been made that Faniel spoke in a low voice to Devilah. “And now, Devilah, I think they might just be drunk enough. Excuse me, but I need to bestow a gift on someone. Someone who sorely deserves it.” and she stepped away from the succubus towards a cluster of girls that had congregated in a corner, some dressed in the transparent bridesmaids gowns and some others.
“…it wasn’t even his cock!” Cheetah was concluding to a boisterous round of laughter. “Girls,” Faniel announced. “Might I make a suggestion?” The group turned to look at the angel, most with the unfocused but shining eyes of the inebriated. Kitty took up the leadership role. “What… um… Suggestun Faniel?” “Well, look… I’m naked here. Most of you girls are naked for all intents and purposes. Why don’t we make this a real party. Get ‘wild’ if you take my meaning. In short, let’s get naked!”
“YEAH! GET NAKED!” Udaran and Cheetah were the first to climb out of their clothes. Soon they even got Bhusaran to get ‘wild’. But of course one of their number remained staunchly clothed. Faniel stepped away from the noisy women and looked down at the little Argonian questioningly. “Oh, it’s okay,” she said. “I don’t mind.”
“Blue,” said Faniel in a voice that demanded attention. “If you want to, why don’t you take off your clothes?” “You don’t understand, Faniel. I… I can’t. Really, I don’t mind.” “Blue. Your scars are gone. They were never your shame to carry anyway. The person who gave them to you has now been given them back.”
“It’s not that I’m shy, Faniel! Really I’m not. I’d love to party with the other girls. But I don’t… look like the rest of you underneath.” “Blue. You’re not listening to me. Your Scars Are Gone.” The Argonian looked directly at the Angel who held her eyes intensely. “But…”
“Have faith Blue. They are gone. Let everyone see. You have no scars. You have nothing to be ashamed of.” Blue closed her eyes and put her hands on the zipper of her bodysuit. “No. Blue… Look at me. Look at my eyes. I know your scars are gone. Let my faith be yours. They are gone.”
The zipper slowly came down. It did not stop until her entire back was exposed. Then Blue stepped out of her bodysuit and stood naked in front of all her friends. For just a moment, she closed her eyes and a gasp came from the people who were watching as if they saw something horrible to behold. But the Argonian denied it. “ NO!” she said firmly. I have faith. I have nothing to be ashamed of. The scars are gone.“ And she opened her eyes again to look into the smiling face of the angel. And when she looked down at herself, there were no scars. Only her friends, who soon were hugging her and resumed their chanting, "NAKED! NAKED! NAKED!”
“Blue!” Kitty said. You’re beautiful! “Oh, you’re just saying that. But… I kinda am, aren’t I?” “You certainly are!” Bhusaran said, coming up behind the laughing Argonian.“ "Um… Bhusaran… You can let go of my boobs now.”
“Aww, do I have to?” Bhusaran chuckled. “They’re really nice boobs!” “Well, alright! But somebody better bring me a drink, and fast!”
Faniel stepped back away, satisfied at the outcome. Devilah came up to her then. “That got a bit more sexual than I was expecting, Dev. Did you…?” “Oh, maybe I helped a little. Not that they needed much of my touch. With so much repressed sexuality among them, the alcohol probably would have done the same anyway.” Then a voice spoke from her other side that Faniel hadn’t heard before. “Was that a miracle?” said the male Khajiit. “And you are?” “Around here they call me H.” “Ah. The owner of the Tails. A pleasure to meet you. And is that you’re real name?”
“No. But I’m a liar. How about you? Was that a miracle just now? Did you really cure Blue’s scars?” “Some would say she had no scars. Argonians shed their skin regularly you know. Others would say her scars were just those in her mind, H. Still others might say the scars are still there, but no one sees them anymore, because she doesn’t see them..” “Ah. I see. Then you are a liar too?” “No H. I am an angel. And that was a miracle.”

With that, the three walked back down the dias and the wedding party resumed their places while Devilah explained the situation to Faniel and Sampson. In short order, the ceremony was properly concluded and the guests sat down to a feast at the tables while the Jarl and Muz-Ra danced.
“So, you know this Queen?” Sampson asked Devilah. “Of course! You do too, though in her current non-existent outfit I understand you may not recognize her. She gave us chocolate chip cookies. Remember?” “ Her? From Castle Kitty?” “Yes, that’s Red!”
“Is the Black Kat here too?” Sampson asked, scanning the guests rapidly. “I’m sure she is, but I explained to you about her didn’t I? She’s not and never has been an assassin.” “I know, I know. I feel I should apologize to her though.” “Well then, there she is, over talking to that bard.”
“Her? She looks so different without…” “Without clothes to speak of? Yes Sampson, we all do. Come on, let’s go talk to her.” “Shall I just stay here?” Faniel asked, not sure of the proper social conventions at a formal celebration like this. “No! Come with us. We’ll introduce you. Besides, you’re the only one of us who is dressed appropriately!”
When Kitty saw the three approaching, she backed off defensively and Mikael stood in front of her. “It’s alright Kitty, Sampson knows the truth now. He’s not going to try to kill you again,” Devilah said, trying to calm the nervous khajiit. “Promise?” “Cross my heart.”
“I… wanted to apologize in fact,” Sampson said. “I am sorry, I was wrong. Badly wrong.” “Well next time get your facts straight buddy!” Mikael said, poking the Hero in the chest. But Sampson didn’t flinch or turn aggressive. “Oh, leave him be Mikael. He said he’s sorry.” “Sorry to have almost killed you? That’s a lot to apologize for!” “But he didn’t. We’re friends now, right Sampson?” the little Khajiit asked, stepping forwardly if still a bit timidly. This was, after all, the man who had bested Ubergard. If Mikael really knew who he was poking in the chest, he probably would rethink that action. Mikael was a good man, but he was no warrior.
The Hero looked at the Khajiit. “Yes. Friends. Speaking of which, we have a new friend we’d like to introduce you to. This is the Angel Faniel.” “Glad to meet you… Kitty is it?” Kitty looked at the angel, somewhat in awe. “Are those real?” she asked, indicating the wings. “Sure are. You can touch them if you’d like. I don’t mind.”
After that, the three were accepted into Muz-Ra’s half of the wedding party and were introduced to the others as well, and the three soon felt comfortable enough to enjoy the party. Sampson and Devilah even got a chance to dance once she’d pulled him away from Ubergard and K’rris, who seemed to be fascinated with his description of various martial adventures. For her part, Faniel was a hit among the others, though she seemed particularly interested in Blue. Yet even hours later the three barely had managed time to talk to Muz-Ra at all and Devilah was beginning to get bothered by the delay.
Finally Muz-Ra broke away from her husband for just a few minutes. “Oh there you are Devilah! Where’s Sampson?” “He’s over talking martial arts with that big blue Argonian. We came in hear to get away from the noise. Lydia here has been telling us stories of your Jarl!” Lydia sighed, “Well at least I’m away from all those men who can’t seem to focus above my nipples!” “You’re telling me,” Muz-Ra agreed. “No problem just as long as you don’t tell stories about me! Hey, did you see H and Bhusaran, Blue? I think there’s something going on there.” Blue laughed, “It’s about time!” Muz-Ra nodded agreement, “I think he finally saw her as more than just a business partner when he saw her in that dress!”
The naked Argonian’s face turned contrite then as she turned to the winged pair. “I’m so sorry Devilah, Faniel. It’s a lot more work getting married than I expected. I PROMISE we’ll talk in the morning. I’ll make sure you have the finest room in Dragonsreach. But my husband… he wants me… Honeymoon and all you know? "But…” Devilah began, but before she could say anything more Faniel interrupted her. “Devilah, this quest is my quest. It can wait one more day. Let the groom bed his bride.”
“Thank you Faniel. I’ll see you all in the morning. But I’m afraid the party will go on for quite some time yet. Make yourselves comfortable. Irileth will show you to your rooms when you’re ready.” “We will see you in the morning, Queen Muz-Ra. Have a nice fuck,” Faniel called as she turned to leave.
“Thank you, Faniel!” Muz-Ra laughed, looking back over her shoulder. “I absolutely will!” After Muz-Ra had left the room, the other three looked at Faniel in silence. “What?” said the angel, puzzled by their stares. “That’s what they do, isn’t it?”