It was a bright, sunny, slightly-chilly-aired 8AM morning when Dahye pulled up outside of the Delilah Daycare Center in Denver, Colorado. She made her way around to the backseat and unstrapped her five-year-old daughter, Dohee, wrapped in a cute little beanie and coat with her favorite cartoon dog printed on them both, from the booster seat, helping her down to the asphalt of the parking lot.
Hand-in-hand, the mother and daughter walked over to the entrance as they usually did, though they stopped by the bench just outside for a bit before going inside.
“Auntie Darla and Uncle Damien are going to pick you up today, okay?” Dahye said, brushing some loose strands of hair from her daughter’s eyes. “Mommy’s going to be out of town for a little bit, so you’ll have a little sleepover at their house until I get back.”
Little Dohee’s face dropped, a sight that always struck Dahye’s heart like nothing else. “Again?”
Wincing, Dahye put on a bright smile. “Hey, it’s just for a little bit, okay? And guess what? Auntie Darla said they got a dog recently, so you’ll get to play with her while you’re there! Isn’t that fun?”
A tiny little smile appeared on Dohee’s face, but her nod was pretty obviously half-hearted, and those big, bright blue eyes – a mirror image of her mother’s – displayed her disappointment crystal clear.
Dahye planted two kisses on her little girl’s cheeks. “And how about this? When I get back, we’ll go on vacation! Just the two of us! We can go to the beach, and I’ll even take you to Dragonia Park! How’s that sound?”
This time, Dohee’s smile was full and genuine, which helped ease her mother’s anxiety, at least for now. “Really?!”
“Really! You’ll just have to wait a little bit until I get back, okay?” She gave her daughter another kiss before taking her hand again and leading her to the daycare center. “And if I hear that you’ve been extra good, I might bring back some presents, too!”
The daycare staff and the other parents in the lobby got a kick out of watching Dohee jump up and down excitedly upon hearing that.
After Dahye returned to her car and took off to head for the airport, she let out a slow breath. There were few things she hated more than leaving her daughter behind, but every once in a while, duty called for it. All she could do was suck it up and get the job done quickly so she could return home as soon as possible.
And then, appearing from thin air like a fog flooding a forest, came Dhara, the Blue Dragon Spirit. Her long, winding body was far larger than Dahye’s little car, with her head and upper neck being the only parts of her that could fit within the confines of the vehicle. That didn’t matter, truly, as she was incorporeal, and her arms as well as the rest of her serpentine body could simply coil around the car as it drove across the highway, invisible to the eyes of anyone other than Dahye herself.
Dhara’s voice was low and echoey, but still strongly feminine, with a tone that helped put Dahye at peace, relaxing muscles that she hadn’t noticed she’d been tensing. “Do you have the means to take your daughter on this trip?”
With a sigh, Dahye shrugged. “I’ll…I’ll make something work.”
“It is unwise to make spur-of-the-moment promises in pursuit of momentary happiness,” the Blue Dragon Spirit continued.
“I…I know, but…you saw that disappointed look on her face, didn’t you?”
A low, rumbly chuckle vibrated through the dragon’s elongated throat. “Yes, and it certainly pained me as well. But disappointment is a reality of life. You cannot shelter her from it every time it rears its head.”
Dahye nodded slowly. “Right…”
The meeting room at GLYPH HQ found itself again occupied by the field agents currently in the city. Gabriele and Gisela were in their usual seats, with the latter focusing on the handheld game she was playing, as usual. Ace was present, as well, leaning against the spot on the wall his back seemed to have a thing for. Annabelle was a new addition this time, sitting prim and proper near the head of the table. Introverted intern Isaac had made sure not to attend this secret agent meeting this time, at least.
Ace glanced down at his wrist, to the expensive luxury-brand watch he kept wrapped around it. “Are we waiting on anybody else? It’s getting close to the meeting time.”
Gabriele looked up towards him. “I believe Dahye is coming in today.”
“Oh, shit, Dahye?” he asked, chuckling. “No wonder BB was shipped out early, then.”
With a knowing sigh, Gabriele nodded her head and crossed her arms. “It’s a shame those girls don’t get along very well. I imagine they’d make a formidable team.”
The door to the meeting room soon opened, and in stepped Dahye, dressed up in her usual white suit, giving a polite bow to the other agents already inside. “Good day, everyone. I’m sorry I’m late; my flight was delayed a bit.”
Dahye walked over and sat in her usual spot – the seat beside Gabriele, right across the table from the one BB had been occupying the other day. As she was getting settled in, Ace said, “Speak of the devil. We were just gossiping about you, actually.”
She raised a brow at him. “Do I need to ask what your conversation was about?”
“Eh. We were just saying it was a shame you weren’t here yesterday so you could spend time with your bestie.”
Dahye rolled her eyes. “Believe me, it’s best for everyone that Blair and I work different days.”
“Heh. I’m still waiting to finally hear the story of why you two hate each other so much.”
“I don’t hate Blair, I just-” Dahye shook her head, and exhaled. “Let’s just drop this topic, alright?”
“Alrighty then.”
Clearing her throat, Dahye turned to Gabriele and smiled. “It’s great to see you again, Mrs. Graf.”
“And you as well, Dahye!” the Grey Gargoyle responded. She reached over and put her arm across Gisela’s shoulders. “And guess who’s now a GLYPH agent? This is my granddaughter, Gisela!”
“Ah, yes, you’ve told me about her,” Dahye said, bowing her head towards Gisela, who still kept her eyes on her game. “It’s nice to meet you, Gisela.”
“Mhm.”
That left Annabelle, who was still sitting at the end of the table, staring off into the empty chair that Malena would normally occupy. Dahye turned to her. “And who is this?”
“Ah, that’s Annabelle,” Gabriele answered. “She’s also a new recruit.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Annabelle.”
The android girl slowly rotated her chair around to face Dahye. She then saluted with both of her hands, and kicked her leg out, which sent the empty chair beside her flying to the wall, nearly smashing into Ace. “Aloha, actress! I am Annabelle Albright! A pleasure to meet you!”
Dahye had several questions, especially when Annabelle rotated her chair around to face the chair she’d kicked, offering it an apology. But before she could ask them, the door to the meeting room opened, and in came Malena and Saschia. “Hello, everyone. I hope you’re all having a magnificent day,” Malena said, taking her seat at the head of the table. “It’s good to see you here, Dahye. How was your flight?”
She reflexively clenched her hands tight. “It was fine, Mrs. Meralda.”
“Well, I suppose we shouldn’t take too long today,” Malena said as Saschia set down some folders in front of her. “There’s seven missions for you all to get through.”
Dahye felt her heart sink. “‘Seven’? A-are we splitting them up amongst us all?”
“No. They’re all quite dangerous, so I’d like all four of you to tackle all of them together, especially since two of you are new.” Malena raised a brow. “Is there a problem with that, Dahye? You know that if you ever have any concerns, you can always come and talk to Mommy, yes?”
Dahye shook her head. “N-no…I just wasn’t expecting so many missions this time, is all.”
Malena’s lips curved into a smile. “Ah, of course… I’m sure you’re anxious to get back home to your adorable little daughter, aren’t you? Believe me, from one mother to another, I’m very familiar with that feeling. I suppose that just means you’ll have to work hard and get these missions done as quickly as possible so you can return to her, yes?”
“Right…”
Saschia clenched her hands together and beamed. “Oooh, you have a daughter, Dahye? I’d love to meet her sometime! I’m sure she’s an absolute sweetheart!”
“She is, thank you. Maybe next time.”
Malena’s fingers sifted through a few files, reading through the information far quicker than just about anyone else would ever be capable of before moving to the next sheet. “How many of you are familiar with Diabolus?”
“Drug dealers, right?” asked Ace, to which Malena nodded in affirmation. “I had a little run-in with them last year.”
“Yes. We’ve found evidence that one of their high-ranking members has been seen using a FORMA. Acquiring that is one of your missions.”
Ace fiddled with his tie, recalling the…messy incident he’d had with Diabolus before. They’d expanded many times over in the time since then, and with one of their officers now having access to a FORMA, he had no reason to doubt things would be even messier than then. “Alright…what else have you got on the agenda?”
Malena returned the files to the folder and sealed it shut. Saschia then took it over to Dahye, signifying her as the leader of the squad. “Nothing too exciting. Shut down one of Diabolus’ bases, monster extermination; the details will be in the folder.”
The GLYPH boss stood up, and began making her way to the exit, though not before stating, “Dahye. Ace. Meet me in my office before you head out, alright?”
Humming a little song to herself, Saschia began to float around the aisles on the third floor, eyes scanning over each cubicle and desk she passed by. Most were unoccupied, but she did eventually find someone – Isaac.
“Hellooooo Isaac, my sweet~” she said, floating upward until she could lay atop the top of one of his cubicle walls. “How are you?”
“Um…I’m doing good. D-did you need something from me?”
The space succubus smiled, kicking her legs back and forth behind her. “As a matter of fact, I do~!” She held her clipboard aloft and began scribbling into it with far too much force. She tore a big gash in the page, and hissed a quiet little “shit, fuck!” under her breath before turning back to Isaac with a smile. “According to my schedule, it’s time for me to take a little break!”
She then rolled over onto her back, and playfully rested her hand across her forehead. “And I’ve just been soooo busy with work that I’m very tired and very in need of a snack to get my energy back up!”
Isaac’s brow furrowed. “A snack? Oh, um, did you want me to buy you something from the vending machines or something?”
Giggling, Saschia suddenly vanished into a tiny black hole before reappearing behind the intern, causing him to jump in surprise. “Nooo, silly! As scrumptious as those snacks are, they’re not the right kind of snacks to recharge succubi!”
“Um…Then what did you- gaaah!”
Isaac’s head swiveled left and right in search of anyone nearby who might be watching as Saschia slid between his legs and unzipped his pants, freeing his dick and wrapping her slender purple fingers around it. There weren’t any other employees near him, but the anxiety of getting caught was too strong for him to ignore.
Saschia’s tongue flicked out from between her lips, licking them in anticipation. She seemed to get quite a lot of amusement watching his cock harden right before her eyes. “Mmm…Now this is a snack fit for a succubus~!”
She pressed her tongue against the base of Isaac’s dick. His fingers gripped tightly to the edge of his office chair as he squirmed from the pleasure coursing through his body.
“Hm?” Saschia asked, tilting her head and moving the cock around to observe it from different angles. Her tongue gave it another quick lick, and then she looked up at him. “You haven’t had sex before, Isaac?”
His face reddened. How the hell did she know that…? “Um…n-no…”
“I see…” she said. “It won’t be nearly as filling as I was hoping for then…” But she gave him a reassuring smile, tightening her grip around him. “But that’s okay! I’m sure it’ll still be delicious!”
“Wonder what she wants…” Ace said as he and Dahye emerged from the elevator on the top floor of GLYPH HQ. “Something she doesn’t wanna tell the rookies?”
Dahye shrugged. “Possibly. But usually when she calls for a meeting with me before a mission, it’s to grant me a FORMA.”
“Oh no kiddin’? Does that mean I’m finally good enough to get to play with those bad boys too?”
Inside Malena’s office, they found the boss standing in front of the filing cabinets behind her desk, and they took a seat on the opposite side. Patiently they waited as she sorted through a few drawers, with Ace enjoying the view of her ample backside.
Finally she took a seat at her desk, with a folder in hand. She presented it towards Dahye, and opened it up, revealing a few FORMA cards. “Pick whichever one you would like to use,” she stated, fingers separating the cards so Dahye could read the words printed upon each one. As expected, each one started with the letter ‘D’. “For the most part, they’re the same selection as before, although we did receive a new one recently.” Her painted-red nail tapped on the FORMA with the word [Drill] written on it.
[Distraction], [Duck], [Dive], and [Drill]… Dahye hadn’t felt very strongly about any of them the last time she’d been given a choice, and that hadn’t really changed.
With a shrug, she reached out and took the new card. “I suppose I’ll test out this [Drill] one.”
Nodding, Malena shut the folder, then held her hand up, aiming her fingers at the FORMA, which Dahye was holding out in front of her chest. Ace, a stranger to this process, watched closely.
Malena’s amber eyes began to glow, and her hair started to float, as if a rush of wind was rising from beneath her. A magic circle of symbols incomprehensible to both Ace and Dahye manifested in the air in front of Malena’s fingers, and when she pressed them against the circle, a white light flashed out, washing over Dahye’s body. Ace kept his eyes on the light, and could faintly see that the light appeared to be made of many tiny little letters.
As the light died down, one last letter appeared in front of the FORMA – “D” – before that, too, vanished in a burst of brightness. The wind and glow from Malena’s eyes disappeared immediately after, and she then directed her chair towards Ace, who had multiple questions, but doubted Malena would answer them.
He looked down at the top of her desk, to the folder she was giving to him. Inside was another assortment of FORMA cards, though these all began with the letter “A” instead.
[Arc], [Axe], [Alarm], [Attempt].
Ace’s fingers stroked at the chin of his mask as he pretended to be deep in thought, carefully considering his choices. From the few times he’d seen a FORMA in use, he had a basic idea of what to expect – it did something related to whatever word was printed on it.
He already had access to an axe in his ArsenALL briefcase, so he didn’t see much point in picking that one. The others felt more intriguing, but also a bit vague.
With a shrug, he reached out and took the [Attempt] FORMA. “Not really sure what to expect outta these, but I’m guessing you’re fine with and would probably prefer me being a guinea pig anyway?”
Malena smiled, but didn’t say anything, instead going through the motions she’d done with Dahye a few moments prior. Ace held the card up like he’d seen, and watched as the light rushed over him, ending with that one final flash of the letter “A”.
“Alright then,” Malena said, scooping up the FORMA folders and returning them to the drawers in her filing cabinets. Once that was done, she turned back around, placed her hands on her desk, and leaned forward to look the two GLYPH agents in the eyes (though Ace’s were on her very-prominently-displayed cleavage, admittedly). “Good luck, you two. Mommy knows she can count on you both to guide our lovely new recruits to success~”
Isaac was at a loss as to what to do with himself during his first-ever blowjob. Was he supposed to be more active? Was he supposed to say something? And what was he supposed to be doing with his hands? It certainly didn’t help that he kept feeling the urge to look around the office to make sure no one was approaching.
But in reality, there wasn’t anything he could do, really. Saschia, as petite as she was, was in full control, keeping the intern’s body firmly locked into the chair to prevent him from getting up in a panic and ruining her snack. Her lips had such strong suction power that every time she lifted her head up, she physically pulled Isaac’s pelvis in sync, as he wasn’t thrusting the way she wanted him to be.
Unable to keep himself from letting out a groan, Isaac’s hands finally released their tight grip on the arms of his chair and settled into the space succubus’s soft, silky locks. He’d definitely had a few fantasies of Saschia sucking him off before – she was no stranger to sauntering around the office slurping on a lollipop or blowing kisses at everyone she passed by, but never in his life did he think he would ever actually get to experience it.
As he felt his orgasm approach, he cleared his throat, prepared to awkwardly tell her, as he didn’t want to risk pissing her off by cumming down her throat if that wasn’t what she’d wanted.
But before he could say anything, he felt a hand settle onto his shoulder, and, in a panic, he grabbed tightly to Saschia’s horns and immediately jumped up from his seat, squealing in shock.
Saschia’s eyes went wide at the sudden thrust of Isaac’s dick into her throat, but she didn’t complain, wrapping her hands around his butt to keep him locked in place as his cum started to spew out.
Isaac threw his head back from the intensity of the pleasure, which gave him an upside-down view of who had touched his shoulder – it was Malena, looking down at him with a wry little smile. “I’m sorry, is Mommy interrupting?”
When he’d finished busting, Isaac collapsed onto the chair, his entire body soaked in sweat. His ears were ringing so strongly he couldn’t even hear what she’d said, and the loud beating of his heart certainly wasn’t helping. But he was completely exhausted of all energy, and couldn’t do anything other than lay there lifelessly, as if every bit of strength he possessed had left him when he’d sprayed his load down Saschia’s throat.
The space succubus stood up, licking her lips. “No, Mrs. Meralda, I was just having a little snack! Did you need something?”
“Yes, actually,” Malena replied. “I’ve just gotten word that the Pyro Punks are planning something big later this evening.”
“Ooh, that doesn’t sound good!” Saschia said. “All of the agents just left for their mission, so they might not be back in time.”
“Yes, but we should be okay, even if they don’t return before evening. Can you make an emergency call for another agent to fly into town and handle it for me? Mommy has some important work meetings back home to take care of.”
Saschia smiled and nodded. “Sure thing, Mrs. Meralda! I know just the agent to lend a hand!”
“You’re such a good girl, Saschia,” Malena cooed, stroking the space succubus’s cheek with her thumb. As she turned to leave, she set her hand down on Isaac’s shoulder again, who was just beginning to regain feeling in his body. “Keep up the good work, Isaac.”
