Elizabeth here. It's finally time to do a succubus story again, this time with headpats, cuddling, and sexy cuteness. No horror or bad endings, just lovely cuteness and headpats. Mmmm, headpats... Enjoy!



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It was the middle of the night. Evan, a young man with ruffled dark hair, bolted awake and upright when he heard his bedroom door open and orange light shone in his face. He thought his house was empty and dark. But, the hallway light was on, and his groggy, unfocused eyes made out a dark figure framed by the bright orange light of the hallway. A girl, but she had something on her back and on top of her head too.



"Hey, you look cute!" she said. Her voice was cute and... sort of ditzy?



"Huh?" Evan said. His eyes were refocusing. Did she have wings?



"I'm Clover. Wanna have sex?" she said. She flipped the light switch by the door. Evan's eyes were focused, and he saw her white underwear-clad form clearly now. She was short, busty, and had shiny, black, batlike wings protruding from her back. And there was a pair of curled, white horns sticking out of her pink hair. The tips were blunt. She took a step forward: her breasts jiggled in their silk bra. Every part of her body was exposed, save for what was under her silk bra and panties.



Evan pressed his back against the wall behind his bed. He had no idea why she was here, and had no idea how to react. Having a sudden intruder was strange enough, but she was cute, horny, and apparently not human, which just made it weirder. "No," he stuttered out. His mind was made up, even though she was cute.



Clover frowned. "Please?" she asked.



"No," Evan said.



"But it's fun!" she pleaded.



"No. Just, no."



"Dangit," Clover said. She turned around, exposing her long, shiny, black tail, and began to walk away. Evan was first fixated on her legs, but then he saw the tail, and stared at the pointed heart-shaped tip as it waved in the air behind her. She soon left his field of view, and the sound of footsteps faded. Was that it?



Evan got out of bed, still in his pyjamas, and searched his house for her presence. But, she was gone. He wondered if Clover was actually human, but knew for a fact that the tail, wings, and horns were definitely real.



At least he was alone in his house now. He made sure all of his windows and doors were locked⁠—a few windows were unlocked, that must have been how she got in⁠—and went back to bed.



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The next day was Saturday, so Evan had nothing to do but relax. He had planned on sleeping in. But at eight in the morning, two hours before his alarm was supposed to go off, he woke up to the smell of chocolate cake. He jolted upright again, like he did last night. His door was closed. There were footsteps in the kitchen. Not again.



He opened his bedroom door, and walked down the carpeted stairs in the hallway. The sweet, warm smell of freshly baked chocolate cake was getting stronger. When he was at the bottom, he turned to the kitchen.



Clover was in his kitchen, still wearing her white bra and panties, though now there was some flour stuck to the left side of her body and some chocolate icing on her hands. She was using a butter knife to put unhealthy amounts of chocolate icing on a large chocolate cake. The kitchen was filled with the signs of messy cooking: spilled flour, drops of batter all over the counter, and unwashed bowls and cups. Evan stood at the entrance of his kitchen, and Clover turned to face him.



"Just finished the cake," she said. "Breakfast is ready!" She gestured towards the messy chocolate cake, and at a mug of steaming hot chocolate on the other counter.



"Why are you in my house?" Evan asked. After the surprise last night, the shock of seeing someone in his house was starting to fade.



"I wanna fuck," she said as she licked some icing off her finger. "Sweets always get people in the mood! So I made you breakfast."



"Why though?"



"I'm a horny demon, it's just what I do!" Clover said with a smile. "So, want some sweet chocolate cake? Hot chocolate too? There's chocolate ice cream in the freezer. Anything to get your mood up!"



Evan wanted her to leave, but the cake, messy as it was, looked good. She looked good too: busty, nearly nude, her demonic bits, and that cute ditziness she had...



He focused on the cake again and tried to ignore his slowly lengthening erection. "Sure," he said. "I'll have some cake." He didn't plan on having sex, but he wanted to see where this would go. And it was free breakfast.



Clover smiled. "Great!" She pointed at the round dining table with one icing-adorned hand. "Have a seat, I'll cut it up and bring you some. Want ice cream with it?"



"Sure," he said. He didn't remember buying ice cream; she must have done that.



Evan sat at a soft chair at his dining table while Clover readied a plate of cake and ice cream, as well as a fork, knife, and spoon. She set the plate, utensils, and the steaming mug of hot chocolate on the table in front of him. The slice was huge, a bit messy, and it had tons of icing. There were melted pieces of chocolate inside of it. She bowed next to him. Her breasts jiggled in their bra. "Enjoy," she said.



Evan took a bite of cake. It was wonderfully sweet, and so was the ice cream. The hot chocolate just made it better. So much chocolate. He loved it.



"Enjoying it?" Clover asked.



"Yep," Evan said. "It's great. Thanks."



"I'll have some too," she said, and she rushed to the kitchen to get a plate of cake and ice cream for herself. She sat down across from Evan, and rubbed her hands together in glee before she started eating. Evan took occasional glances of her cleavage while her gaze was directed at the cake.



Clover finished first, and stood up. She walked over to Evan, who was halfway done with his cake.



"Hey, mind if I rub your hair?"



"Why?" Evan asked.



"I don't know, I just really like doing it," she said. "You look really cute and sexy in pyjamas."



Evan thought for a moment. "Fine," he said. There wasn't any harm in it. Clover stood just behind him, and as Evan took another bite of cake, he felt Amber's hand pet him gently on the head. He didn't expect it to feel good, but the pet made him shudder a little. Then she rubbed her hands through his hair, gently massaging his scalp. He liked it.



He realized how weird this whole scenario was. Eating cake in his pyjamas while a scantily clad, cute demon girl was petting and rubbing his hair. How did this happen?



It's a slippery slope, he thought. First you're eating cake and one thing leads to another, and...



He felt a kiss on top of his head, and remembered that her hands and mouth were covered in icing, which was now in his hair for sure. Not a big deal. He always showered in the morning, so it would soon be gone.



Part of him thought he should more aggressively resist it, but he figured that it was harmless fun. Yeah. He would definitely stop before things got too intense. Definitely. He did his best to hide the erection in his pyjamas.



Evan finished his hot chocolate, and the cake and ice cream came moments later. The best breakfast all year. He liked it and the lovely head rubs. Clover gave him another kiss on top of his head.



"Do you have any plans for today?" Clover asked.



"No, why?"



"We can do more stuff together," she said. "We have all the time in the world to have fun!"



Evan was skeptical. "What did you have in mind?"



"More head rubs," she said. "It's just... addictive, you know? Petting a cute boy in his pyjamas like you. Can we do it for a little while longer on the living room sofa?"



The sofa was much cozier than this chair, and more headpats and rubs seemed harmless. "Sure," he said.



Evan's living room was small, cozy, and his plush sofa was extremely soft. He sat down in the middle, taking care to hide his erection, and Clover sat to his right.



Clover tapped her smooth thighs. "Could you lay your head on my lap?" she asked. Without a word, Evan lay down on the sofa, and rested the right side of his head on Clover's soft, bare thighs. So comfortable. Clover reached down and gave the top of his head a little pat. It felt even better now that he was on her lap. More headpats came, and he closed his eyes to enjoy it. So good. He shivered a little, but wished that his erection would stop throbbing in his pyjamas. Yet, even this worry began to fade as Clover ran her fingers through his hair. He stayed on her lap and enjoyed himself.



Her legs were warm and cozy, and her touch was relaxing and sensual. And the couch was soft and comfortable too. He wondered if he might fall asleep on her lap.



Every little pat, every rub, every tiny, gentle motion on his scalp: it all made him relaxed and happy. He found himself smiling.



Relaxation took hold of him. He was content to stay where he was. He shifted his legs to be more comfortable, neglecting to hide his erection. He began to drift off into a relaxed, faintly erotic, sleepy haze. Clover's legs were just so soft, so cozy...



Evan woke up at ten in the morning to his alarm. He was in his bed, groggy and aroused. At first he thought it was all a dream, but then he saw Clover in the corner, peeking in his closet. She was much cleaner than she was earlier. Did she take a shower in his house?



Clover smiled at him. "Those were a great two hours," she said. "Cake, head rubs, watching you fall asleep... I loved it. Wanna fuck yet?"



Evan rubbed his eyes. "No," he said. But, he found his answer less sincere than last time. He tried not to worry; he promised to himself that he'd keep declining.



"Pretty please? I cuddled you while you slept on my lap, we're basically dating already!"



That was a little true. He was starting to get used to her, even starting to like her. Eating cake with her, having his head rubbed, falling asleep on her lap: it all felt so intimate.



Evan pushed the thoughts aside. "Can we do something else?"



"Hmm..." Clover looked around the room for a moment, then turned her attention back to Evan. "There was one thing I really wanted while you were on my lap. Can you do the same thing to me? Maybe also stroke my tail and wings?" Clover's tail waved in the air behind her. She was excited. "Those pyjamas look so soft. I'd love to just rest on them."



Sex was off the table right now, but surely giving an underwear-clad demon girl some much needed affection was fine, right? "Sure," he said. "We can do it right here." Evan tucked his erection between his legs to make sure it wouldn't brush against her head. He didn't want to send the wrong message.



Clover immediately hopped on the left side of the bed. Evan sat up and took the blankets off of himself as she lay down perpendicular to him. Just as he had done to her on the couch, Clover put the right side of her head on his lap, facing the foot of the bed. The weight of her head on his lap felt good. Although he was wearing pyjamas, he could feel her warmth.



He gently touched the tips of her pink hair; it was soft and smooth. When he touched her curled, white horns, Clover let out a happy sigh. Evan couldn't tell if the touch aroused her or just felt good. He lightly stroked her horns for a moment, and started to run his fingers through her hair. So soft. Clover shivered when he ran his fingers across her scalp. She shivered again when he gave her a few gentle pats on the head.



Evan couldn't help but love making her happy. Giving her affectionate pats, rubs, and strokes felt intimate and wonderful. It was as good as being on her lap; now he understood the appeal. She looked cuter than ever on his lap.



While rubbing her hair with one hand, he reached over to one of her shiny, black, batlike wings and gave the tip a light touch. Her wings shook a little. They were sleek and smooth. It felt good to rub them. Was her tail just as sensitive?



Clover nestled her head a little deeper between his legs. Her right horn was pressing against his leg. Her tail curled upwards, and the tip hung just above the bed to Evan's left. He poked the tip. Smooth like her wings. Clover let out another happy sigh. Hearing it sent a warm, happy wave of arousal through him. He took his other hand off her head to stroke her tail with two hands: her wings fluttered and Clover shivered as he gently massaged the pointy heart-shaped tip of her tail. Seeing her like this was cute. He loved it.



Evan enjoyed himself and lost track of time as he rubbed her head, wings, and tail. Clover's cute allure grew by the minute. Evan found himself starting to rub her shoulders and back too, and Clover responded with happy sighs and shivers whenever he found a new place. He gave her left horn a gentle kiss while rubbing her hair, and Clover let out another happy sigh.



But, her head wasn't at the right angle for her to massage both of her horns evenly, and he couldn't kiss her hair. And, her thighs and other parts of her body were out of reach. But, she was shorter than him, so maybe her head could rest on his chest if she were sitting on his lap rather than resting her head on it.



"Could you sit upright on my lap?" Evan asked. "I can reach more places that way."



Clover lifted her head up, and pulled her legs closer. She gave him a cute, happy grin before repositioning herself, resting her legs on top of his. Her weight felt great against his legs. She pressed her back and head against his chest. Her wings pressed into the fabric of his pyjamas, and her head rested just under his chin. The warm feeling of her thighs on his lap sent a wave of relaxing arousal through him.



Clover closed her eyes as she adjusted herself, making herself and Evan more comfortable. His arousal was climbing. Her head was in the perfect spot for a kiss; her horns weren't in the way anymore. Evan stroked the exposed tips of her wings while he leaned in for a kiss on the top of her head. She shivered in delight. So did he. He reached down and began to stroke the sides of her soft, smooth thighs.



Evan loved every second of it. He started to seriously love her too. So cute, so sexy, so fascinating, and so affectionate. He craved Clover, and he started to dream of all the things they could do in bed together. He was lost in his thoughts, and lost in cuddling and massaging her. He found his hands reaching for her bra; he stroked the silk fabric, and was met with another happy moan. He began to rub her breasts through the material of her bra, moving his hands in slow, symmetrical motions. His hands moved up to her exposed chest, and back down, and back up again. Clover let out another happy shiver when Evan slowly kneaded her soft breasts, giving her an occasional kiss to the top of her head.



Her thighs were next. After giving her horns a quick rub, he reached down and rubbed the soft, smooth skin of her legs. Her outer thighs were first, but her inner thighs were so much more sensitive. He focused on them, running his hands between her soft legs, and more than once he brushed against the soft fabric of her underwear.



Evan's arousal was heightened. His thoughts drifted. He imagined what it would be like if he just said "yes". Clover riding his cock, up and down, back and forth...



He was lost in the fantasy. Clover facing him, Her breasts jiggling with every bounce of her soft thighs against his legs, his arousal heightened by Clover giving him more head rubs as she fucked him...



He snapped back to reality when Clover let out a louder, happier moan. Evan's hands were on her panties, gently massaging her sensitive groin from above the fabric. Clover turned her head.



"So, how about I turn around, you unbutton your pyjamas, I slip off my panties..."



"Yes," Evan said. Clover got up from his lap and sat next to him. Evan unbuttoned his pyjamas and slipped his cock out of the fabric gap. His cock was fully erect. Clover stared at it as she slipped off her silk panties and pulled them off her legs, exposing her wet pussy.



Clover climbed back onto Evan, this time with her knees planted next to his hips, just in front of the back of the bed. He was still sitting up, so they were both face to face. She teasingly kept her soaking, tight pussy just above his erect cock.



Clover touched his cock with one hand. It twitched. She gently held the base, guiding it into her pussy as she lowered herself onto him.



The tip of Evan's cock entered her pussy. They both shivered in delight. She lowered herself further, taking the rest of his cock into her tight, lubricated pussy. She rested there for a second, and Evan took the time to bask in the wave of arousal the entry gave him. Evan reached up and gently stroked her wings.



Clover's tail waved in the air behind her, and she began to ride him up and down. Every bounce sent a wave of pleasure through Evan. She let out happy sighs and gasps as she bounced on his cock and their arousal climbed together.



So relaxed. So content. So happy. Clover reached towards his head as she bounced on his cock and gave him quick, sloppy pets and rubs as her body moved up and down. Evan's arousal climbed faster and faster. He gave her wings harder and faster strokes, and Clover responded with a louder gasp.



The cute petting, her tight, lubricated grip, and the sight of her body on top of his was overwhelming. Evan was well on the climb to orgasm. Clover gasped with every bounce on his cock. Her tail excitedly waved in the air behind her.



Evan crept closer to orgasm with every bounce. It was all he craved; that, and making the cute Clover happy. He stopped rubbing her wings and massaged her horns instead; Clover shuddered in bliss, which in turn sent Evan hurtling closer and closer to orgasm.



He was almost at the tipping point, and so was she. Another bounce. So close. Clover's gasping grew louder. One more. Clover stifled a moan as Evan rubbed her horns harder and faster. Evan was at the edge of climax. One last bounce. Orgasm came. His legs stiffened. The surge of fiery, happy pleasure rampaged through his cock. As his cock twitched and he let out his first jet of cum, Clover let out a loud, blissful gasp as her pussy began to clench around his cock. And again. And again. Evan came and came, and Clover came alongside him.



It went on and on, and Clover wrapped her arms around Evan's back, pulling her upper body closer to him. The embrace made it so much more wonderful. As the orgasm subsided, she brought her head in to kiss him on the lips. They tasted sweet. Evan reciprocated, and wrapped his arms around her as well. They hugged and kissed for almost a minute after the orgasm had faded.



Evan's pyjamas were ruined with cum, and so were the bedsheets near him. But he didn't care. It was a wonderful time, and he felt relaxed and happy inside.



"Think we should clean up?" Clover said.



"Can we cuddle first?" Evan asked.



"Yep," Clover said. She slid herself off his cock and lay down to his side. They ignored the mess on and around them. Evan lay down next to her, faced her, and wrapped his arms around her. After sitting upright for sex, laying down felt good and relaxing.



Clover gave him another happy, soft, gentle rub on the head, then hugged him back. They closed their eyes and drifted off to sleep for Evan's second morning nap and her first.



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Mmmm, headpats...



This was fun to write; I hope you enjoyed this story. I have a few other stories of multiple genres that may interest you. Check them out!