A Shoulder To Snuggle On

(A playthrough of Succubus Therapy)


You are Sir Coomordred, high knight of the Imperial Realms and savior to all in need. In your regal darksteel and gold armor, you have spent your career protecting the innocent and vanquishing evil from all corners of the land out of nothing more than your noble desire to see the good of the world prosper under a shield of righteousness. Unlike your fellow knights, you also believe that the ‘mandate of good' extends beyond mankind themselves, which has earned you a reputation as a hero that cares not for race, creed, class, or origin. Your profession takes you interesting places, and your most recent call to action involved tracking down the whereabouts of a demon shark infesting various bodies of water and terrorizing the people there at great risk to their safety. Your hunt finally ended at a succubus mansion, of all places, where you mercilessly cornered the beast in the bath house of the mansion and finally slew it with your great sword.

When the deed was complete, you were taken to meet the Succubus Lord of the mansion, who graciously thanked you for your selfless service, and—almost on a whim—handed you a reward some men spend their entire lives chasing; the Unlimited Succu Pass. It's a pink card with the magic seal of the Succubus Lord on it, entitling the holder to an unlimited amount of the mansion's services, free of charge. In the hands of most men, such an item is a ticket to the kinds of debauchery that warp a life forever. But you're not most men, you are Sir Coomordred, and after a lengthy month of questing, you’ve returned to the succubus mansion with one need in mind: a shoulder to cry on.

Perhaps not literally, but your career is incredibly stressful, and you rarely get the chance to open with people about your woes. Entirely too devout to imagine a better use for your Unlimited Succu Pass, you make your way to the mansion with a good therapy session in mind. The girls at the front desk are thrilled to see you, and set you up in a room with two succubi; Peppermint and Miss Mallow. You're not too sure what to expect, but your brave instincts carry you through the fear of the unknown as you march through the halls of the mansion in your regal armor to locate the room in question. After a short walk, you find your assigned room number, and open the ornate red door to reveal the room inside.

You're immediately hit by the smell of pleasant incense burning in a corner of the room. You've seen shamans burn the stuff before, and can only imagine that's the source of the smell. It's far from unpleasant, though, and the scent seems to put you at ease. The room itself is decorated in red and purple, with a bed centered beneath a glass chandelier that hangs from the ceiling. The lighting is dim, and several candles burn on various surfaces around the room, creating an ambiance that's sure to help you calm down and talk about your problems.

You look at the two women sitting on the bed, and briefly wonder how you managed to get so lucky. The dark-skinned demon with a ponytail looks like she's ready to jump into your arms, and the other—the pure embodiment of maternal love—looks like she's ready to cook you dinner and tuck you into bed. With a heavy sigh, you step into the room and close the door behind you with a quiet click.

"Hello, Sir Coomordred. I'm Peppermint," the woman leaning over to expose her cleavage says with a slow nod, extending a hand toward you.

With all the practiced grace of a knight, you reach out and shake her hand in return. Even through your gauntlets, her skin feels soft and inviting, as if it's made to help you unwind and open up. You can't help but shake your head slightly in a mixture of amusement and amazement. Succubi really can cater to any desire.

"Hello, Miss Peppermint. I'm sorry if I kept you waiting. Navigating the halls of this mansion proved somewhat difficult for a newcomer such as myself."

"Oh, I'm sure it wasn't easy," she says with a smile. Even her voice is sweet and alluring. "You must be exhausted from your travels. Why don't you have a seat?" She gestures toward the bed, and after another moment's hesitation, you sit down on the soft comforter in an attempt to get comfortable. It's incredibly soft, like being sunk into a large mass of cotton candy.

Once you spend a few moments getting comfortable, Miss Mallow greets you on the bed in a rather physical manner. Instead of some awkward sitting handshake, she opts to embrace you in a large, squishy hug, rubbing her cheek against your helmet with a soft hum of delight.

"Oh, thank you ever so much for joining us tonight, Sir Coomordred. We have so few guests around here, and it's always such a pleasure to meet someone new!" she says sweetly, holding the hug for just a moment longer than feels comfortable.

"I apologize once again for not revisiting the mansion sooner. I had a busy afternoon and—" You begin to say in an attempt to excuse yourself, but Miss Mallow quickly interrupts you.

"Oh no, I don't want to hear another word about it. I'm just glad you're here now."

She releases the hug and instead turns to Peppermint, who has been silently watching the exchange with a small smile on her lips. It's not a prideful smile. Not a self-satisfied smirk. It's the kind of smile a girl might make when she sees two people she's fond of showing affection toward one another.

Peppermint takes your gauntleted hand in her own and begins to speak. "Now, Sir Coomordred, I trust you are a man of honor?"

"Of course," you reply, rather puzzled by her question. You certainly hope that she doesn't expect you to break your vow to the king and murder some baron or anything like that. That would be most improper.

"That's good," she continues. "Because I don't think I've ever met a man as honorable as you. It's almost as if..." She pauses, mulling her words over in her head before speaking again. "It's almost as if you're too honorable."

She gives your hand a squeeze, her big eyes staring into your helmet as if it were possible to see through it and meet your gaze.

You can't help but let your helmet fall slightly with your head. She's right. Your commitment to honor—while endearing—is also one of your greatest sources of emotional stress.

"It's just hard sometimes..." you mumble, trailing off in thought.

"Oh, I know, dear. But you're among friends now, and we'll do our best to aid you in any way we can. You deserve it."

"Thank you. I really needed this," you admit quietly, removing your helmet and letting your silvery hair fall free.

Miss Mallow smiles and places a kiss on the top of your gauntlet before turning to Peppermint.

"Would you be a dear and fetch Sir Coomordred a drink? He needs it after the day he's had."

Peppermint seems surprised by the request, but complies and heads to the magical min-bar in the corner of the room.

"Now then, Sir Coomordred, tell me about yourself. What is it that you do when you're not saving damsels in distress?" she asks, sitting next to you on the bed.

"I like- I like..." you trail off, ashamed to reveal your hobby to someone.

"You like what?"

"I like reading."

Miss Mallow seems surprised by your interest, but smiles nonetheless.

"I didn't take you for a man of letters. What do you like to read?"

"History, philosophy, theology, fiction..." you say, cutting yourself off as you realize the list is a bit too lengthy. "Anything I can find, really. I just think books are cool."

You awkwardly lace your fingers together, unable to meet Miss Mallow's amused gaze under the force of your embarrassment. Books were always for scribes and squires, not someone of your position. It's a hobby you've kept secret out of the shame that would come from being known as some kind of weird literary enthusiast in the position of a strong and courageous knight.

"You like books? Oh, that's so adorable," Miss Mallow gushes.

Peppermint returns with a glass of something, handing it to you. You stare down at the dark beverage, feeling its cool temperature in your hands before you realize what it is.

"Chocolate milk?" you ask, looking up at her with childlike awe. "It's been so long."

She smiles, nodding at you as you eagerly accept it. You bring the glass to your lips, and the moment the chocolate milk's taste hits your tongue, your expression melts into one of comfortable bliss. You take another delighted sip, before holding the glass in your lap and letting out a contented sigh. As you shuffle the glass in your hands, Peppermint sits in the desk chair opposite you and Miss Mallow, crossing her legs as she looks at the both of you with that same smile.

"That's better, isn't it?" Miss Mallow asks as she gently pets the back of your head.

"A lot better," you admit with closed eyes and a smile. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome, Sir Coom. Now that you've relaxed a bit, let's get to work. Now, what is it that you need?" Peppermint asks.

"I just need some people to be there for me," you say. "I spend so much time helping others, and it's such a stressful job. Nobody's ever there for me when I need it."

"You're doing a good thing with your work," she reminds you.

"I know, but it doesn't make the stress go away," you say, as you take another sip of the chocolate milk. "I don't even know why I'm telling you this."

"Because we're good listeners?" she suggests. "You seem pretty stressed out, and we're never going to get anywhere if you keep bottling everything up like this. Let's start small. Tell me why you're stressed."

"Like I said, it's my job. I'm a knight, and I've always been a knight. That's all I've ever known, and all I'll ever be."

"You don't like your job?" Miss Mallow asks, rubbing your shoulder plates with her hands.

"I wouldn't say that. It's just very stressful. If I was a simple man, I could just enjoy my life. But there's so much expectation when you become a hero to people."

You pause to take a sip of your chocolate milk, before looking down at your knees in a fit of emotion.

"I just feel like I'm not allowed to say I'm sad anymore," you sniffle, wiping your nose with the back of your hand. "It's not fair. It's not fair I always have to be there for everyone else. I have my duty to fulfill, but I need someone to fulfill my emotional needs, too."

"There, there," Miss Mallow says, hugging you from behind as she pets your head with a hand, "I understand."

"Do you?" you say, feeling the weight of the world lifted off your shoulders.

"Of course," she says, turning your chin to make you look into her eyes. "You're a hero. A knight. You've slain countless foul beasts and monsters. Rescued countless maidens. You're dependable, strong, and incorruptible. But you're also a man like any other. You get lonely. You get sad. You cry."

Peppermint gets up from her chair and sits down next to you on the bed. She takes one of your gauntleted hands in her own bare hands and rubs it gently. "And that's okay," she says to punctuate Miss Mallow's point.

"I'm not weak," you say, your voice wavering.

"No one said you were," Miss Mallow says soothingly. "There's nothing wrong with having emotions. We're all feeling creatures, after all."

"I know I should be strong. I should be able to deal with this alone."

"Maybe you could, but that doesn't mean you have to. We're here for you. Sometimes knights need to be saved, too," Peppermint says with a smile.

"Thanks," you say, wiping your nose again.

"You're very welcome," she says, patting your shoulder.

Finishing your chocolate milk and setting it aside, you lie down on the bed, and they both join you. You wrap your arms around Peppermint, pulling her in close as she wraps her arms around your waist. You move your head over to nuzzle into Miss Mallow's bosom, feeling her hold you tighter around the shoulders as she kisses the top of your head. Despite the fact that you're in light plate armor, both of the succubi feel like the softest, comfiest creatures you've ever felt.

"Is there anything else you need?" Peppermint asks.

"This is fine..." you trail off with a wistful sigh, sinking into Miss Mallow's chest a little more as she purrs and pets your head.

You begin to slowly fall asleep, the warmth of the bed and the comforts of your new friends lulling you into a state of relaxation. Over time, you manage to get some rest, and slip into a dream state in your deep slumber.

You find yourself in a room not unlike the one you're asleep in, but your surroundings are just immaterial enough that you're vaguely aware of being inside a dream. More pressingly, Peppermint and Miss Mallow are both there, seemingly quite aware of the current situation judging by the soft smiles on their faces.

"Welcome to dreamland," Peppermint says.

"Are you really here?" you ask.

"Of course we are. Succubi are dream demons, after all. We're here to look after you, sweetie," Miss Mallow says.

"We're going to take good care of you," Peppermint says, walking around the dream version of your bed and coming over to sit next to you.

It's at this point you realize you no longer have your light armor on, and you're instead dressed in a frighteningly thin blue silk robe.

"What's this? Why am I dressed like this?" you ask, pulling the robe closed around yourself.

"We thought you'd be more comfortable," Miss Mallow says.

"You look adorable, though," Peppermint says, coming over to you and stroking your head. "Doesn't he look adorable, Mallow?"

"Yes, he does," Miss Mallow says, smiling at you.

You blush at the compliment, and Peppermint giggles.

"I have to say, you're taking all this rather well," she says, tilting her head as she looks at you.

"What choice do I have?" you ask. "Taking the unexpected in stride is a part of my skillset."

"A wise answer," Peppermint says, smiling. "Now, we're going to take good care of you. You want that, don't you?"

"I..."—you hesitate for a moment—"No funny business."

"None at all, I promise," Peppermint says.

"We just want to be sure you're feeling good and relaxed," Miss Mallow says. "We'll do anything you want, honey."

You take a deep breath, then another, then let it out. No point in panicking. You've killed dragons that could melt stone with the huff of their breath. You can handle being a little close to two women.

"Alright. I'm willing to relax a little," you say.

"Great!" Miss Mallow says. "Let's get started."

Miss Mallow sits down on the bed next to you, and Peppermint puts her arm around your shoulders and leans in close to you. You feel your heart beating faster, and you take a deep breath, then let it out.

"You look a little nervous," Peppermint says with a coy smile.

"It's been a long time since anyone's held me this close," you admit with a shaky voice. Your find your courage to be rapidly draining in the presence of their disarmingly beautiful forms.

"Is there anything you'd like to do?" Miss Mallow asks. "We'll do anything you want. Tell us what you'd like."

"Anything?" you ask.

"Within reason," Peppermint says with a grin.

You pause, trying to think of something that'd be within their rules. You think for a moment, and your mind drifts back to your fantasies.

"I want"—you pause to take another deep breath—"I want to cuddle. With both of you."

You nearly faint from the carnal greed of your request. Even you are surprised at your own words.

"Cuddle?" Peppermint asks with a smile restraining a giggle. "Is that it?"

"Yeah," you say with a serious expression.

Peppermint shrugs, and Miss Mallow smiles.

"We can do that."

Miss Mallow lays her head on your shoulder, and Peppermint wraps her arm around your waist and snuggles up next to you. The warmth of their bodies so close to yours is nearly intoxicating.

"Is this alright?" Miss Mallow asks. "We can do something else if you'd like."

"No, this is great," you say with a smile.

The succubi shift their positions around you, pulling you deeper towards the middle of the bed and sandwiching you between their soft and voluptuous bodies.

You rest your head on Miss Mallow's chest, and she wraps her arms around your midsection, pulling you close. Peppermint nuzzles your neck and rests her head on your chest, laying on top of you. Her warm breath sends a chill through your body.

"Is this alright?" Peppermint asks, her voice muffled by your chest.

"By the kings... it's more than alright," you stammer, soothed beyond compare.

These are by far the two most beautiful and attractive women you've ever encountered, and they're both incredibly affectionate with you. You feel so at peace here, so comfortable with them, so safe. You've never felt such a feeling of intimacy before.

Miss Mallow pulls you even deeper against her chest, ensuring the back of your head is firmly nestled between her sweater-snuggled breasts. She makes soft noises of enjoyment as she runs her fingers through your hair, and Peppermint is making similar sounds as she rubs her cheek on your chest.

The succubi pick you up and move you around like a ragdoll as they cuddle all over you. They begin to kiss your face and neck, snuggling and caressing all over.

"You're so cute," Peppermint whispers as she kisses you on the cheek.

Your body becomes ten times heavier than normal. Your face turns beet red as the intimacy of the situation overwhelms you. You can barely think straight due to how nervous you are.

You don't know which way is up or what you're supposed to be feeling. Your body stiffens as the two women on either side of you begin caressing and rubbing your chest. You take in a deep breath, and the scent of the succubi's perfumed hair nearly knocks you out. They snuggle into you, rub up against you, and brush their breasts against your upper body.

"Oh dear. I've made him nervous," Peppermint says, sounding slightly sad.

"Just keep rubbing his chest like that, and he'll be fine," Miss Mallow reassures.

The succubi continue to rub against you for a few minutes. You're so nervous you barely even notice anything else. But after a little while longer, you relax and let out a sigh. The two women snuggle up against you more than ever, picking up on finally relaxing state. You close your eyes, and you find yourself focusing on the feeling of their skin on your body.

"It's alright, dear. Just let yourself enjoy this," Miss Mallow whispers as she wraps her arms around you.

Peppermint puts her hand on your face and rubs her thumb against your cheek. She begins to lower her head into your line of sight, and she locks eyes with you. Soon, her lips are just inches from your own. Her eyes are filled with warmth and kindness, and her lips are full and pouty. You pause for a moment, thinking about what you're about to do. Peppermint notices your pause, and she gives you a gentle smile.

"Would you like a kiss?" Peppermint asks in the same voice you might offer a small child a piece of candy.

"Y-yes," you reply with a wobble in your voice.

"Okay. Here you go, honey," she says with a wink.

Peppermint leans in and gently presses her lips against your own. You close your eyes as you feel the touch of her lips. Her kiss is warm and inviting, and you soon find your hands wrapped around her back. She's in perfect position for you to grab, and you find yourself pulling her onto your lap where she happily settles. Miss Mallow happily shuffles behind you, keeping your head cradled in her cleavage as she leans you back to rest on her thighs and stomach. The scent of her white sweater is like fresh-baked cookies, and it soothes your mind immensely.

Peppermint breaks the kiss and begins to work her way down from your lips to your neck. She hums gently as her lips move across your skin, sending a wave of tingles through you. You let out a long sigh as she begins to nibble on your earlobe, and you feel Miss Mallow’s gentle hands rubbing your neck in deep strokes.

Peppermint works her way down to the fold in your robe, where she begins to pull it apart. She pauses, looks up at you with a smile, and then slowly pulls it apart to fully expose your upper body. Soon enough, her head gently presses against your bare chest. As she rubs her face along your sternum and plants gentle kisses on your skin, all you can do is sigh contentedly while Miss Mallow’s hands work their way to your stomach. You can feel your stress and worry fade as you experience the warm bath of pleasure.

Peppermint works her way back up to your neck, and then moves along your jawline before finally reaching your lips. She pauses, looking into your eyes once more. Then, she moves her head forward and joins her lips with yours in a passionate kiss as her hand caresses your bare chest. You close your eyes and join her, returning the display of affection as best you can. You're a little clumsy, having kissed very few times in your life, but Peppermint is such an expert with her lip work that it doesn't matter at all.

Peppermint suddenly pulls her head back. "Are you okay?" she asks in a sultry voice.

You nod. "Just a little overwhelmed. But it's a good kind of overwhelmed."

Peppermint smiles and nods. "I understand," she says. "Just close your eyes, and feel."

She leans in and gives you a quick kiss on the lips, then begins to run her hands up and down your bare chest. Her hands move along your stomach, then up to your shoulders and down your arms, then back up to your chest again. Her hands are cool and soft against your skin, and she works them in tandem to massage your muscles. Miss Mallow joins in as well, keeping your back pressed against her soft and thick body as her hands massage all the places where Peppermint can't quite reach from her spot in your lap.

Peppermint leans back in and begins to kiss your neck and shoulders, running her hands through your hair. She works her way down to your chest again, then begins to work on the rest of your torso. She traces her fingers along your muscles, then firmly grabs at them as she massages in circles with her palms. It feels like all the stress of the day is just melting away.

While the blissful work continues, Miss Mallow's hot, sugary breath cascades across your ear as she leans her head forward to whisper into your ear. "We're here to take away all your troubles and stress. Just relax and let us do the work."

Peppermint continues her work on your chest, then slowly moves her way down to your stomach. Then, she glances up at you and winks before moving further down, reaching your waist. She pauses, looking up at you expectantly.

"I... I don't think I can afford you," you say.

"It's our gift to you," Peppermint says. "For the health of your kingdom."

"But... It's too much. I can't accept it," you say.

Peppermint moves her hands to your inner thighs and gently strokes them. "Just relax and enjoy it," she whispers.

The succubus' hands move ever closer toward your crotch, and you can't help but close your eyes as a wave of relaxation washes over you, taking away all your worries.

"Just... Don't go there. Not yet. I like it better... like this," you say quietly, trying to find the words.

Miss Mallow softly giggles in your ear, before sucking on your earlobe. "You hear that, Peppermint? We have a little snuggle slut on our hands."

"Mmh, that's good. We haven't had a good one of those in a while," Peppermint says with a glimmer in her eye.

The two of them begin to giggle, and Peppermint returns to working on your chest. Her hands work their way back up to your shoulders, then down your arms, tracing along your muscles and the bones of your arms. She seems to linger there for a minute or two, then moves back up to the shoulders again.

She repeats the process with your legs, starting with your calves, then moving up to your thighs. Then, she moves back to your inner thighs, slowly nearing your crotch. You can feel yourself start to blush and get embarrassed. Thankfully, Peppermint keeps just the right amount of distance from your most sensitive area, seeming to take pleasure in the thrill of restraint.

Eventually, she finishes tracing every inch of your legs with her fingers, and finally moves her hands to your head. She begins to massage your temples, as if she's trying to pull out an arcane curse. Then, she moves to your hair, stroking it softly. You can feel Miss Mallow fidgeting behind you, squishing up against you a little firmer as her breathing grows shallower and more heated. As Peppermint strokes your hair, Miss Mallow tilts your head to the side so she can kiss and suck on your neck.

"Ah, good boy," whispers Peppermint.

For the next few minutes Peppermint works on you, going back and forth between your upper body and head. Then, Miss Mallow shifts around to your lap and wraps her legs around your waist. She starts squishing up against you, and you can feel the heat from her thighs and nether regions. You blush intensely, and Miss Mallow simply purrs in response as she takes your head in her hands. She starts to kiss you, and Peppermint moves in closer to assist.

The two of them begin to make-out with each other as they both try and work their way across your lips and into your mouth. You can feel the heat of their passionate tongues and breath, almost tasting sweet scents of their breath. Meanwhile, the two women have begun to grind up against you, slowly humping your lap while they're still wrapped around you. The three of you are locked in a warm embrace as the two succubi ensure you're making the most of their services.

You can feel the heat from between Miss Mallow's thighs and the warmth from Peppermint's body. Your face is a burning red, but it's not just because of your embarrassment. Between the two woman's bodies and the massaging of their tongues, they're driving you to an intense hormonal ecstasy. The two women seem to be enjoying themselves just as much as you are.

You can feel your heart pounding heavily, and your muscles clenching as the two women grind against you. You can't take this much stimulation, it's too much! Then, the pressure finally bursts within you.

"Oh- Oh my god!" you gasp, as your body begins to convulse and shudder.

Much to your confusion, you groin hasn't stirred one bit, still sleeping soundly despite the orgasmic feeling racking every other part of your body. Both of the succubi begin to snuggle and hump you a little more ferociously, and they suckle on little patches of your skin with soft moans as they tenderly sip on some of your excess pleasure. You feel like you might have a heart attack from this, it's so overwhelming.

"Oh my! Did you get a little too excited there?" Peppermint playfully asks in a mockingly surprised tone, as she continues to cuddle up against you, "You're trembling pretty bad there, Sir. Let us hold you and make you feel all better."

"Mmm, let's," Miss Mallow coos as she kisses sucks on your ear again.

The succubi begin to hold you and pet you as they tenderly lick and suck on different parts of your body, pushing your robe out of the way wherever it becomes obstructive. The only thing that matters to them is giving you pleasure. Your thoughts and worries melt away, as your body becomes nothing more than a vessel for the two succubi to flood with bliss. You can't even muster up enough strength to speak. Your body just goes limp as you fall into a deep trance, feeling nothing but the utmost fulfillment.

You don't know how long you remain in that trance within a dream, but when you awaken, you're right where you fell asleep, closely snuggled between both of them. Miss Mallow lets out a soft yawn as her eyes flutter open, and Peppermint stirs with a small noise of satisfied delight.

"Oh, you're awake, Sir," Miss Mallow says as she cuddles up against you.

"Did we wear out our knight?" Peppermint teases as she nuzzles your neck.

"We wore out two knights, it would seem," Miss Mallow says in a joking manner.

Peppermint gives you a few more squeezes before letting you go, and you sit yourself up. The succubi are still basking in the afterglow of their own session, and remain laying on the bed.

"Now what time is it?" Miss Mallow asks.

"It's around six," you say as you yawn, reading the clock on the other side of the room.

The succubi seem to wake up with surprise.

"Already? Time really flies when you're having fun," Peppermint giggles.

"Indeed," Miss Mallow says, "I trust you're feeling a lot better, honey?" she asks with a smile.

"Absolutely," you nod hastily. "I've never felt more at peace in my life."

"Glad to hear it. If you ever need to see us again, don't hesitate to come back with that pass of yours and ask by name," she says.

You nod, and as you're about to leave, Miss Mallow grabs your wrist. You turn to look at her, and she leans in and kisses you on the cheek.

"Thanks for snuggling with us," she whispers into your ear seductively.

You stumble for a moment, but Peppermint catches you with her arms and plants a kiss on your cheek to get you back on your feet.

"Don't fall over on us until you come back, alright?" she asks. "I hope to see you again."

"L-likewise," you stammer with a goofy smile as they wave you goodbye.

Exiting the room and putting your helmet on to hide your dopey expression, you walk towards the exit of the succubus mansion a fresh and thoroughly relaxed man.


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Pub: 01 Nov 2020 01:49 UTC
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