Temptations - Wooitsmee - Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own] (2024)

There was something so beautiful about nighttime to Arueshalae. The full beauty of Desna’s tapestry of woven stars, a radiant light even the shadow of the Worldwound couldn’t dim. In the early hours of the evening when people were still walking Drezen’s streets, returning home to settle down for the night, she found such joy laying on a rooftop looking up at the stars. Then came time for her to observe the mortals she found so entrancing and their charming nightly routines.

Hilde and a few others had mentioned that most people didn’t enjoy being watched, but she wasn’t hurting anyone! She was just learning, observing that beautiful mortal life she longed for! There was nothing wrong with her nightly people-watching. Finally finished with her stargazing, Arueshalae hopped to her feet, stretched her wings out and took flight towards her favorite subject. She deftly perched on the ledge of the window that shone into the Knight-Commander’s study, making sure she wouldn’t be seen. She had made the perch as comfortable as possible, her thoughts refusing to turn towards the implications of her coming here often enough to warrant that.

Hilde was already inside, the gentle strings of her lyre audible through the window. Arueshalae let out a longing sigh as she watched, absorbed in the delicate plucking of strings by her nimble fingers and the sweet melody of her voice. She would have happily watched this private performance for hours, entranced by Hilde’s heavenly voice. Alas, after a lovely rendition of the Song of Elysium, the skald fell silent and set her lyre on her desk. She murmured something too quiet to hear and ran a hand along her chest.

With a luxurious stretch, Hilde slipped off her fur clothes and cloth undershirt, unveiling the muscled beauty of her bare stomach and shoulders. A half dozen deep scars dotted her frame, most of them recent acquisitions from fighting demons. Even among them, one wound stood out like an ugly canker, a deep wound in her chest dripping with demonic energy. Arueshalae winced at the sight of the wound that was causing Hilde’s slow corruption. Her bra was quickly unclipped and tossed to the side, revealing the generous chest she had been blessed with. Arueshalae smiled as she admired the sight, keeping her gaze focused on Hilde’s face to stop lustful thoughts from welling up. She had gotten used to that, thankfully. The skald was far more comfortable with her own nudity than most mortals, and didn’t seem to care the few times she had bared herself to Arueshalae. Not to mention, her top had a tendency to get ripped or scratched off during fights…

Her bottoms were kicked off next, slid down her legs and tossed across the room. Glittery hair crested her womanhood, and adorable freckles dotted her thighs. It seemed that she was getting ready for sleep, so Arueshalae would leave soon. But then, she leaned back against her pillows as a hand strayed to her breast. Grabbing, squeezing, thumb flicking her bud. Arueshalae’s cheeks darkened. She saw where this was going, but she was too entranced to leave. Hilde’s other hand shoved a few fingers into her mouth, licking and sucking for a few seconds.

Arueshalae’s tail whipped back and forth as she watched Hilde’s fingers descend. She wasn’t directly facing the window, but she was at a close enough angle that Arue could see everything. Those gorgeous petals spread softly at the gentle coaxing of her fingers, and Arue’s sensitive ears picked up a pleased rumble. She should leave. She should give Hilde her privacy. But… She was so beautiful. So hypnotically beautiful. Arueshalae couldn’t leave, couldn’t look away. She had watched mortals in acts of love before, but somehow that hadn’t inspired as much lust in her as seeing Hilde masturbat*.

Arueshalae was playing with fire. She was utterly transfixed by Hilde, watching with eager eyes as the aasimar’s thumb teased her cl*t and her fingers plunged deeper in. Low coos and whines turned into husky pants, her eyes fluttered half-shut, she leaned back… Steadily, Hilde picked up her pace, fingers pumping and grinding against her c*nt as she let herself get lost in the bliss. She was so similar to how Arueshalae was when self-pleasuring... That was a reassuring thought, that she was doing it right.

What was Hilde fantasizing about as she played with herself? No, stop it, don’t think about that. Information like that would make it too easy to seduce her. That was something the demon wanted to know, not Arueshalae. Despite forcing the question out of her mind, Arueshalae still got an answer.

“A-Arueshalae…” Came the desperate whimper before Hilde shook her head and clapped one hand over her mouth. Another hoarse whine came out, vaguely sounding like another utterance of Arueshalae’s name.

Arueshalae’s breath hitched in her throat. Hilde was fantasizing about her? Hilde wanted… Her!? This was bad. What had she done? Had she been too friendly, had she not suppressed her charms well enough? She tried so hard to avoid putting mortals under her spell, and she had failed. Hilde was so drunk on her own pleasure, plunging her fingers deep inside herself with such wanton fervor and thinking of Arueshalae.

Her nails brushed against the window as she tried to stop her thoughts. Hilde wanted her… Oh, how delightful! I could make her most wild fantasies come true… Just crawl through the window, she wouldn’t even fight back… No, no! She couldn’t, she couldn’t, she had to stay strong!

But what a rapturous night I could give her! A final night with the woman she’s f*cking herself thinking of… Oh, those fingers are nothing compared to my tongue! She clawed her own cheek enough to draw blood to snap herself out of the dark reverie. Finally, she gathered the strength to tear herself from the beautiful sight, leaving Hilde blissfully unaware of how she was tormenting the succubus.

Arueshalae ripped herself from the window, getting as far as possible. The church, yes, maybe that would help steel her resolve. She flapped down onto a bench and curled up. Thankfully, no one was around to witness her shame, or become her victim. She desperately tried to stem the tide of vicious thoughts that the sight had inspired.

Rip her heart out as she c*ms, f*ck her with your tail until she can’t feel her hips, smother her so her last breath is between your thighs, cuddle her chest and kiss her neck, tear bleeding ribbons through her sides… More and more impulses came, each more cruel than the last.

Arueshalae shook her head and clasped her hands together, whispering out a desperate prayer like a mantra. “Desna, protect me from temptation. Desna, protect me from temptation. Desna, protect me from temptation.” She had been given such a beautiful miracle, she couldn’t throw it away. She had to be strong. She couldn’t be strong. She longed to take Hilde, fulfill her fantasies, make the sweet aasimar moan her name, ruin her holy beauty… “Desna, give me strength. D-Desna, please, give me strength, I beg you…”

“Succubus girl?”

Arueshalae let out a terrified shriek, whirling around to see Nenio staring at her quizzically, and Seelah right next to her with a concerned gaze. They couldn’t be near her, she was so fragile right now. And they were so tempting… Not nearly as tempting as Hilde, but a devout paladin and an overly curious wizard were exactly the kind of victims she preferred. She buried her head in her wings and turned away from them. “P-please. Leave me.” She kept murmuring her desperate prayers under her breath.

Of course Nenio ignored her, leaning in closer. Arueshalae shifted away. “Interesting. Elevated body heat, flushed cheeks, quickened breathing. Succubus girl, you are experiencing arousal, are you not? Is that not counterintuitive to your goal of reforming your demonic impulses?”

Arueshalae cringed. “Please. L-leave. B-before I…” She couldn’t bear to force the words out. Before I hurt you. Nenio was too close, Arueshalae could feel her breath on her skin. It was intoxicating, being so close to a mortal so vulnerable and ready to be plucked like a ripe apple.

Seelah put a gentle hand on Nenio’s shoulder and pulled her back before Arueshalae’s control could slip. “Let’s give her her space.” Nenio acquiesced and took her seat on the far end of the bench while Seelah stayed standing. “Come on, sister. Talk to us. What’s got you like this? Someone say something mean? I’ll go set ‘em straight!”

Arueshalae shyly peeked out from behind her wing. She couldn’t confess her sin to Seelah, it would ruin the paladin’s faith in her. She dreaded that look of disappointment and condemnation, but she knew it was inevitable. Finally, she squeaked out. “Nenio is right. I… I saw something I shouldn’t have.” She didn’t want to say any more. She shouldn’t say anymore. But it felt good to get it off her chest. Her voice choked with sobs as she reluctantly continued. “Hilde… A-and it’s so hard, because she’s so… T-tempting! I should just lock myself up so my sinful eyes can’t see her… I want to do such horrid things to her, I don’t want to want that anymore. Why can’t I just…” The words caught in her throat and she withered under Seelah and Nenio’s gaze.

Seelah sucked in a breath through her teeth. “Ah, that’s… I’m sorry. That’s rough.” Concern for Hilde bubbled up to the surface, Seelah desperately hoped Arueshalae hadn’t hurt her, but she kept that down. Arueshalae didn’t need that kind of judgment right now.

Arueshalae still saw the concern plain on her face, and quickly interjected, “I didn’t hurt her. Y-yet…” between hoarse sobs.

Seelah winced. “I didn’t… Um, sorry. I guess I’m not really the best person to help… Lust has never been one of my big vices.” Arueshalae was fragile, she could see it. She had to be supportive, she had to push her away from temptations.

Arueshalae returned to hiding inside her wings. “I know. I’m just a horrible demon, a slave to her desires. I’m no better than any other succubus…”

Nenio tilted her head quizzically. “If I may make a supposition?” Seelah held back a groan and prayed that Nenio wouldn’t make things worse. “The fact that you observed this ‘Hilde’ person in what I must assume was a sexual situation and did not act on your demonic impulses is substantial evidence that you have made progress in your experiment.”

Arueshalae ventured a pained glance at the two. She couldn’t exactly refute Nenio, but it was taking every ounce of her self control to not pounce on the kitsune or go back to Hilde to commit every lurid sin her instincts were screaming at her to indulge in. After a few moments of trembling, trying to decide on the right words then force them out, she whispered her response. “I haven’t made enough. I… I look at her, I look at you, and all I want to do is hurt. But I don’t want to want that! I want…” She trailed off, too afraid to finish the thought for fear it would only provoke her desires further.

“It’s clearly not all you want to do. Or you would have done it already. I think… Hmm.” Nenio sighed softly and leaned back. “I apologize that I don’t have all the answers, succubus girl. Your experiment is novel so there’s no prior one to use for reference.”

Seelah leaned on the back of the bench and spoke up. “Maybe let’s try with figuring out what you do want. What you really want, not that nonsense about hurting people.”

Nenio perked up. “Oh, yes! If you can identify a higher priority than draining energy, you can focus on that!”

Arueshalae let out a whimper and curled up further. Seelah sidled a bit closer to her. “Hey, it’s alright. Safe space, we won’t judge.”

“If it’s a private thing, you can tell me and I’ll forget it!”

“You two are too kind to this monster… It’s not shyness, it’s just that voicing my desire makes it real. It makes me think of it, makes it harder to resist. But…” She took a deep breath and let it out. “I want to be someone Hilde could do that for. I want to be able to desire her! Properly, like a mortal. Not just wanting to hurt and corrupt her. I wish… I wish I could court her, and take her on a date, and hold her hand…” She glanced up at Seelah and Nenio and hurriedly added, “O-or that I could do that with anyone! A-anyone, not just Hilde…”

Seelah tried to fight the wide grin breaking out on her face. Nenio nodded along as Arueshalae spoke, then suddenly perked up. “Hmm? What were we talking about?”

Arueshalae couldn’t help but giggle softly at the kitsune’s eccentricity. “Nothing, Nenio. Um. Thank you. It does help to talk about these things, you two were right.”

Seelah flashed Arueshalae a goofy smile. “Glad to help, sister! And hey, we’ve got your back. Anyone giving you trouble, including yourself, and we’ll help. Whenever Hilde can’t be there for you, we will be.”

Nenio nodded. “Usually it’s ideal for a scientist to remain detached from the results of an experiment, but I must confess I’ve become quite invested in seeing a successful outcome to yours!”

Arueshalae smiled back shyly. “As have I. I’ll do whatever it takes to hold on to this light and become worthy of living among her. A-among mortals, I mean!” Her cheeks flushed and she glanced away.

Seelah chuckled softly. “I’d give you a hug, but… Well, can’t, y’know. You all good now?”

“Y-yes, I think I’m fine now,” came the shy squeak. “It’s not so bad as it was a few minutes ago. I think I’ll just go rest.” She stood up and gave the two a reassuring smile before they went their separate ways. It did help Arueshalae to get these things off her chest.