Celibacy

Celibacy

                You five have been chosen. You represent virtue and the light; and you must fight the darkness. Keep your vows; Charity, Celibacy, Temperance, Patience, and Humility.

                “Hi!” said Chastity sweetly, smiling at her boyfriend from the doorframe. He was – to her eyes – absolutely perfect. It would be hard for anyone to argue that he wasn’t amazingly handsome by the standards of the day – foppish black hair, still-boyish face suitable for his age that showed signs of strong masculinity to come as he matured, lightly muscled with no trace of flab, and voice that melted the hearts of most who heard it.

                “Chastity-babe!” he said, grinning back at her. Chastity was a mix of beautiful and very pretty; but where those would often be paired with a thin or lithe body, Chastity was curvy. Amazingly curvy, in fact – something that Vic (short for ‘Victory’, unusually), her boyfriend, loved about her very much. To his eyes, she was sex on legs – and good company, an awesome bonus.

                The pair of them had been going out for three years, since they were fourteen; and they had been ‘officially’ in love for twenty-seven months. Their relationship had gone very differently to many of their peers – they barely disagreed, and even when they did it was resolved peacefully. Neither of them cheated, and neither of them had pressured the other into doing anything.

                Though both were willing. Chastity had decided that her vow of celibacy (a fairly recent thing) didn’t outweigh their love, and she would happily break it for Vic. She had suggested that they wait until both of them were eighteen (about eight months for Chastity, and eleven for Vic), but she was ready. She’d even hidden a pack of condoms in her room, just in case. Notably, their ‘celibacy’ didn’t keep them from frequently – and passionately – making out..

                Vic wrapped Chastity up in a hug, making her immediately feel warm and safe. Just the previous night she – and the rest of the vow-holders – had been beaten in combat by a monster; only being saved (once again) by ‘Secrecy’. Chastity had scared herself thinking about what would happen if Secrecy didn’t show up one day, or if she got beaten as well. Vic’s hug was just the cure she’d been hoping for.

                “You seem extra happy to see me today,” Vic said, looking down at her with a smile. He didn’t have to look down much – Chastity was about one hundred and seventy centimetres tall, to Vic’s one hundred and eighty.

                “I guess I missed you a lot the past few days,” Chastity replied, resting her head on his shoulder.

                Together, they stepped inside. “Wanna see if we can get all the way to your room like this?” asked Vic with a grin.

                Chastity stuck out her tongue a little. “Yes,” she said, reaching out with one hand to shut the door behind Vic.

                Giggling most of the way, they managed to get to Chastity’s bedroom pretty quickly. Chastity shut the door, and still entangled they rolled onto the bed before separating and laughing.

                “I think five days is far too long to be apart, Chase,” said Vic, staring lovingly into Chastity’s eyes. Chase was a name only a few people close to Chastity – her parents, a couple of long-time friends, and Vic – used. As he spoke, he wriggled around until he sat against the head of Chastity’s bed.

                Sitting up herself so she could lean back against him, Chastity said, “It is.”

                Chastity enjoyed the next few moments of silence. After a while Chastity looked back at Vic, and noticed that he was mouthing words with his eyes closed – something she found incredibly cute, and that he did when trying to figure out how to phrase important stuff. With a little smile, she turned back around and waited.

                Eventually Vic found the words he was looking for. “Chastity,” he said, “I know we decided we should wait until we’re both eighteen, but I think I’m ready. I mean, half our year have already, um, had sex, and I’m pretty sure they’re not as ready as we are. Or as loving or sensible and I’ve mucked this up a bit.”

                Chastity giggled. “That’s okay Vic. You’re right. I’m ready too,” she said, smiling coyly. She leant over and pulled out the drawer of her bedside table. From inside she plucked the box of condoms she had placed there.

                “Very ready,” she said, her smile turning into a grin.

                “I – I was going to ask, but-?” began Vic.

                “My family are all out and about, leaving us here alone. So if you want me, I’m here,” Chastity said, looking into Vic’s eyes, one hand resting on her body in emphasis.

                Vic smiled, and pulled her into a close kiss. Soon they were removing each other’s clothing – something they had never done before. They then continued on to more intimate firsts.

                After they made love, Vic sat on the edge of the bed. His body language told Chastity that something was wrong – very wrong. “What is it, Vic? Was I?” she asked, leaving her fears unsaid.

                “No, it was wonderful,” replied Vic, putting some happiness into his voice. “I’m sorry, Chase. It was the only choice I had.”

                “What do you mean?” asked Chastity, sitting up and moving next to Vic. She could see that he was staring at her desk – right at her vow-stone. It had broken into two pieces; cracked straight through the middle.

                “I don’t think you smashed that during our, um, exploits, Vic,” said Chastity, wrapping one arm around Vic.

                “I… I know what it is, Chastity. I had to say it was time, make love to you, I wanted to anyway but I –“ said Vic, mumbling half the words sadly.

                “What do you mean?” asked Chastity, confused.

                “I – this is going to be a little long. I was going to tell you eventually anyway though,” said Vic. He took a deep breath and continued. “My parents decided that, when I was very young, I should be infused with some, um, evil magic. So I’m human infused with, um, it’s kind of like an incubus? Except I grew up with it so it’s all different from what usually happens when people do this.”

                Vic paused, and looked at Chastity. She was very confused, but remained silent, so he kept speaking. “Okay. Um. So I could tell when you made your vow and I kind of knew that there is a light spirit and a dark spirit around here,” he said.

                “Wait – you knew about the stone?” exclaimed Chastity.

                “Yes but I – let me finish please,” pleaded Vic. Chastity nodded, so he continued. “The dark spirit – he knows how to control beings like me. He’s been using the ability to make the creatures that appear here go on rampages. He – he said he was going to make me kill you! But because he – because he can’t control us so well if we don’t want to do something, he agreed to let me… To let me…”

                Vic put his hands over his eyes and started to cry softly. Chastity wrapped her arms around him immediately, and said, “It’s okay! It’s okay. I wanted to break my vow for you. And I – I’m much happier to be alive and that you didn’t get forced to kill me.”

                “But I should’ve done something else! Like leave, or ask you to run away with me, or something. I could’ve told you the truth and left for a few months! But I – I couldn’t bear the thought of being away from you for so long so I,” Vic ranted, sniffling.

                Chastity frowned a little, but hugged Vic even tighter. “That’s okay, I would’ve done the same, Vic,” she said.

                “There’s something else, Chase. I think – I think he’s going to send someone to kill you now. You’re still a threat to him because you know about him,” said Vic, finally hugging Chastity back.

                “I’ll be fine if you’re here though, right?” asked Chastity as they clung together.

                “I – I don’t know. I don’t know what he’s capable of. I – we should run away, Chase. Hide somewhere until this all blows over,” he said.

                “I – I can’t do that, Vic. I have to help my friends, the other vow-holders,” replied Chastity.

                “I… thought you might say that,” said Vic. “I have an idea, how you can get some power back and help.”

                “What?” asked Chastity. They released their grips on each other, and sat a little bit apart on the bed.

                “I know how to do the imbuement – the ritual thing that my parents did,” said Vic, “I could do it to you too so you’re safe and can help. Only if you want me to, though.”

                “Okay!” said Chastity, beaming. “I’d love to be like you.”

                Vic nodded, and put his hands on Chastity; one hand on her forehead, the other on her belly. “This will feel a little weird, but just let it happen. I don’t know what will happen if you don’t,” he said.

                Chastity calmed herself, and soon felt some kind of energy begin coming through Vic’s hands. Oh woops, she thought to herself, If I’m like Vic I can be controlled too! I guess I can’t fight, but I can still help! Soon after, the energy overwhelmed her and her consciousness faded.

                Chastity, now a succubus, sat up in the middle of her bed and looked directly at Vic. “So, are you going to tell me the truth now?” she asked, uncoiling her tail and wings. Vic, sitting on her desk chair, had revealed his while she was out.

                “Sure, babe,” said Vic. “I’m an idiot, what can I say. I thought it’d be awesome to have amazing sexual prowess the first time we screwed, and I cut a deal with the dark spirit. He can’t control us, but he wanted to kill you even though I still don’t. I mean, we’re evil sex demons now, but I still love you, as much as I’m going to fuck everything in sight.”

                Chastity grinned vilely and said, “Me too, of course.”

                “Anyway,” continued Vic, “The plan for all of the vow-holders is to break the vow before killing them – but I suggested corrupting you after instead. I think that gave one of the other agents an idea, but whatever. That line of crap I fed you, it was all the dark spirit’s idea. Worked like a charm, too.”

                “So,” said Chastity, rising from the bed and sauntering over to Vic. “What are we going to do now?”

                “What the dark spirit wants us to, since he’ll let us do whatever when the light spirit is dead. We could let her win, but she wouldn’t even let us live. So we head to his base and hope that all the vows got broken. I don’t really want to do any fighting,” said Vic, smiling charmingly.

                “We’re going to fuck properly first though, right?” asked Chastity.

                “Of course! What kind of incubus do you think I am?” replied Vic, lifting Chastity up and kissing her passionately as she wrapped her legs around him.