Olive wheeled as fast as she could throw the cool night air. The horizon was starting to lighten, indicating morning was coming. She smirked. Just in time to get back home and make sure none were the wiser. She slowed down as she approached her barely opened window. She pried it open and stepped into her room, silent as the fog in the air, then turned around and clicked her window shut. As far as anyone would know, she spent the entire evening in bed like a good little girl.
“Hello, Olive, how was your evening?” Luna asked.
Olive snapped around to see her mother sitting in the corner of her room, reading by lamplight. “Must have been fun doing who knows what while your poor mother stayed up all night waiting for you to get back.” She snapped her book shut and pulled off her glasses, staring daggers at her daughter.
Olive was caught, that much was obvious. There was nothing she could do to wiggle out of this. She could, however, find out how her mother knew she was gone in the first place, so she could cover her tracks better next time. “Mom, how’d you even know I left?”
“Hmph,” scoffed Luna as she stood up. “What, so you can cover your tracks better next time you run off? Nice try sweetie.” Olive balled her hands into fists. Damn it, her mom was good. It was so much easier to get past dad. “So,” asked Luna, stepping closer, arms folded, looking down at her precious daughter. “What did Olive get up to tonight? A party? A midnight rendezvous? You go and try to break your record for the number of boys in one evening?”
Olive simply groaned and turned to her wardrobe. Her mother could lecture her while she changed. “Honestly, Olive, how many times do we have to have this conversation? I know you're a succubus but even this is in excess. Trying to keep this many guys under your thumb is going to lead to nothing but trouble! They’ll start fights over who likes you more, over who gets with you the most, and then the guard has to get involved, and your name gets brought up in all of it, and they’ll come knocking at our door!”
Olive rolled her eyes and turned around as she pulled her nightgown down. “Oh, please, mom, what kind of succubus would I be if I didn’t go out and cause a little trouble in the evening?”
Luna groaned. “Olive, trust me, I’ve been very patient with you on this. Your father’s a human, and they take this kind of stuff very seriously. I’ve tried to give you all as much leeway as I can as your mother to go out and play with guys like we’re born to do, but you’ve taken it too far, especially after Mint’s episode a few months ago.”
Olive put her hands on her hips in defiance. “Oh what, Mint gets some action for once in her life and now I’m the one that has to stay inside and sew and play dollies like a good little girl?”
Luna pinched the bridge of her nose in frustration. “Olive honey, I know more than any of you how much fun it is to go out and wrap a couple guys around your finger for a night, make them fall for you, leave them begging for more. I did more than my fair share of it, which is how I know there are limits.”
Olive smirked. “Only a couple a night? Please, I can do that in the first hour. Of course, you probably didn’t look like this.” Olive bent over, let her tongue out, and jiggled her tongue piercing. She bounced her breasts around with her hands and giggled. If she was already in trouble, she might as well ruffle her mom’s feathers while she was at it. She also loved any excuse to show the twins off.
Luna sighed. Even she had to admit objectively that even for a succubus she was quite a head turner. She was the second shortest of her siblings, still reaching a massive seven feet, but proportionally she was a bombshell. Smooth blue skin, black finger and toenails, and a thin black tail capped with a spade were all signs of her succubus heritage. Her eyes also had black sclera and pupils, but much like her other siblings, her father gave her a glittering green iris. Her hair color also came from her father. Long, wavy, blonde and accessorized with a few streaks of light pink. Perfect, round, heaving breasts that bounced with even a little force, and a massive butt that still wiggled a second after its owner stopped walking. This was all impressive by succubus standards, but Olive did nothing but flaunt it. She wore shirts much too small for her prodigious bust, and her skirts all barely covered the very bottom of her butt. Her bra and panties were always some shocking combination of sheer fabric and bright colors. She wore large, jingly piercings in her ear that announced her presence before she rounded a corner. There was simply two things Olive loved: sex and attention, and she wanted to show that she was eager for the former and did everything to get the latter.
Luna didn’t care. Olive was simply growing too bold. Maybe Derrick was right. Maybe they did need to start getting harsher with her. “Olive, I’ve done everything I can with you, and I’ve been very patient. From now on, any time I catch you going into town at night...” Luna bent down and pointed a finger at her troublemaking daughter. "And I will always catch you, that’s a week you’re banned from leaving the mansion grounds. If I catch you leaving during any of those bans...” Luna took another step forward and jabbed her finger again. “And I will catch you, your father and I will have a very, very serious discussion about what to do with you. Something particularly drastic, like a vacation at an all-girls monastery for a couple months.”
Now Olive was getting upset. She pushed her mom’s hand away from her body. “Hey, don’t take it out on me just because I can go out and get any guy I want while you’re stuck here.”
Luna wasn’t about to let such cheap shots fluster her. “Come up with any reason you want why I’m doing this. That’s the new rule. Good night, Olive.” Luna went to grab her lamp and snuff it out, then make her way out of the bedroom.
“What the fuck, mom? I’m not hurting anybody! What, am I just supposed to stop blinking while I’m at it? We’re all succubi, in case you forgot! We have sex! That’s what we do!”
Luna turned to her daughter, smirk on her face. “Your sisters seem to get by just fine without parading around town every three or four days. Ask them how they do it.”
“Ugh!” was all Olive gave in response. She turned around and threw herself on her bed. Luna simply raised her eyebrows and shook her head. What a handful. She finally left Olive’s room, hoping to get at least a few hours of sleep. Well, at least her deception seemed to take place well. Olive would quickly realize that as long as she only got caught once a week, she wouldn’t actually get in trouble. This seemed like a decent compromise with her daughter, and even better, it would make Olive think that she had found a way to work around her mother’s restrictive new rule. Olive gets to feel rebellious and clever like she always likes to do, Luna gets to see her daughter spread her wings and seduce men as all succubus should at a rate that can actually be sustained, and Derrick would be happy to see that Olive wasn’t causing near as much of a mess. Everyone wins.
Olive lay face down on her bed, holding her pillow. It would appear she got too confident. A week? Just for going out and having fun? Bullcrap. Still, she would have to be careful. A few mistakes too close together and she might end up at a clamfest for a few months. A few months with no hot young guys desperate for her body? Might as well die. Her brain raced for alternative solutions. She only got into real deep trouble if she got caught leaving the mansion while she was under a week ban. As long as she spread out her visits to town weekly, she’d be in the clear. Even better, she had to get caught first. Her mom was good, but she didn’t see everything. She could go into town a few nights in a row as long as she found a way to avoid detection long enough. Olive smirked. Her mom was good, but she wasn’t that good.
Olive yawned and walked into the dining hall just in time for lunch and saw all her sisters eating spaghetti. “What’s up, fuckers?”
Emerald slurped up a noodle. “Hmph, that’s rich coming from you. Another late night?”
“Nothing you can prove.” responded both Mint and Olive at the same time. Olive scowled at Mint. Mint smiled back, head resting on an elbow.
Jade simply chuckled as she scooped out a third helping. “Someday mom and dad are gonna snap and you’re gonna get packed onto the next carriage to a convent. And then I’m gonna laugh my ass off when you come back home in a nun’s habit.”
Garnet and Clover found it a bit more serious.
“Come on, Olive. You gotta stop worrying mom and dad so much.”
“Yeah Olive, all they do is worry about you!”
Olive rolled her eyes. The last thing she needed was four more lectures about this. She noticed Mint was still staring at her. “What, you got something else you want to say?”
“Jade’s right, it will be funny to see you in a habit.”
Olive bared her teeth and pointed at her sister; her thin patience already broken. “I'm getting real fucking tired of you, you know that? Get your cherry popped and suddenly think you’re a big deal. Go on a fucking rampage and break all your shit and mom and dad are all smiles, but I want to go out and have some fun and suddenly I’m at the top of their shitlist.”
Mint rolled her eyes, smile leaving her face. “Probably because I felt this thing called guilt and tried to fix the mistakes I made. Maybe people wouldn’t be so mad with you all the time if you did something like that.”
Olive was hearing none of it. She walked next to her sister, trying her best to look down on her. Frankly, even with Mint seated, that was difficult. “Oh boohoo, miss tons of fun says she feels a little bad about blowing a dude’s back out every night and blowing a hole in the house and suddenly everything’s just fine. You think I couldn’t get him to spend a night with me instead?” She squeezed her breasts and wiggled her tongue, letting her piercing jingle in the air. She loved any excuse to do that. “I show him these girls and he’d beg to be with me just like every other guy I meet.” Olive didn’t have the mental advantage over Mint like she did in the past, but that only meant she had to actually start trying with her insults, and an obvious target was that doctor she was obviously infatuated with.
Mint immediately stood to her full height of 12 feet, dwarfing all her other siblings, even the muscular Jade. “You want to try saying all that again to me now that I’m standing up?”
Olive was more than happy too. She wasn’t about to let something like a five-foot height difference deter her from reminding all her siblings who was boss. “I said...” responded Olive, craning up to look at her sister. She grabbed a breast and slapped her butt to let it jiggle. “All I would have to do take that boytoy of yours in a heartbeat is show him this delicious ass and these two perfect boo-”
“Is everything alright in here, ladies?” Every sibling in the hall turned to look at Iris, including Olive, hand still on her breast and butt. She was peeking through the doorway that led to the kitchen, a scowl on her face. It would appear they were getting a bit too loud. If Derrick or Luna weren’t around to deter arguments like this, the military minded imp maid was a very good second option.
“Yes, miss Iris.” Every girl responded.
“Very good. I would hate for Mister Derrick or Miss Luna’s day to be interrupted by something as trivial as this. I could save them the trip and just get you all to help me clean dishes. I’m sure they’d be fine with that.”
Every girl sighed. “No, miss Iris.”
“Alright then. At ease, ladies.” Iris' head started sliding back behind the door but then quickly came back. “Oh, miss Olive, since you insist on starting petty arguments, perhaps you agree it would be best if you accompanied me to town after I’m done here, to help you cool off.”
Olive threw her hands up in frustration. “Oh you’ve gotta be fucking k-” And then she caught herself. Any chance to get away from her annoying siblings and parents right now would be worth it. Even better, if she could find a way to get Iris to lose her for a little bit in town, she could blow off some steam with her parents none the wiser, and she desperately needed to blow off some steam. “Ugh, fine.”
Iris’ eyes narrowed. “What was that, Miss Olive?”
Olive rolled her eyes and let some of the venom dissipate from her voice. “Yes, miss Iris, I’ll go into town with you.”
Iris smirked. “Good, I’ll see you out front in 15 minutes.” Then she slunk back behind the door to the kitchen.
Mint decided she had enough as well. Her plate was clear, anyways. “I’ll see you all later. Peridot asked me to go mushroom hunting.” Her siblings saw her walk out, then they all turned to look at Olive.
“Geez, Olive, the heck is your problem with her?” asked Jade.
Olive was still fuming. “How could I not have a problem with her? Mom and Dad have been on my case for years about getting with guys, and she gets to prance around with that Noah guy all she wants!”
Jade was only ever filled in on the details of what exactly Mint had done while she and Esmeralda were away, but Mint clearly showed plenty of remorse for it. “Olive, she felt bad about what she did, she fixed it, and she apologized to everyone, including you. What is there to get hung up about with this?”
Garnet and Clover added their thoughts as well.
“Yeah, that was months ago, Olive! Just let it go!”
“Come on Olive, don’t you think this is getting petty?”
Emerald didn’t really care either way. She also thought Olive was being childish, but she couldn’t deny watching her and Mint fight was entertaining. She just kept eating her spaghetti.
Olive was hearing none of it. “Oh, fuck all this. I’ll just get something to eat in Grathum. If mom or dad asks where I went, tell them I went into town with Iris and to kiss my beautiful ass.” She stormed off towards the hall and slammed the door behind her. All her siblings looked at each other bewildered, before they heard the door open again and Olive’s head peek out. “Ok, maybe don’t tell them that last part. Just tell them I went to town.”