Author's Note

Never really thought Aria x Chrysalis would be the ship I pioneer, much less twice, but they do have some interesting dynamics.

If you happen across this story, and aren't here because of the contest, please take a moment and check the spoilered warnings before reading. I put them there for a reason.

A Dark Awakening

Aria woke with a gasp, trembling in a cold sweat. Where!? Where was she? It was freezing, dark and unfamiliar. A basement? Not her basement. Rough stone digging into her skin. She was naked.

Snarling, she rolled to her feet, only to fall hard as her legs got tangled in unforgiving metal. Chains? She hissed, eyes casting about in a panic, but teeth bared, ready for a fight. What happened? Nabbed off the street by some pervert stalker? No way. She was small, but much stronger than she looked, even without magic.

Wait! Magic! She had magic! Concentrating, she cupped her hand, a small green flame flickering to life in her palm. Magic. She grinned, then scowled darkly. She had bigger concerns, and a little spark like that wasn’t going to get her out of this.

It wasn’t totally useless though. The light was just enough to look around the strange space. It was… a prison cell. Not a modern one like she’d seen on tv, but more like a dungeon, something she might have seen back… home. Dark stone above and below. Solid walls on three sides with iron bars on the fourth. Chains linked her wrists together in front of her, and short fetters bound her legs. A metal collar around her neck, secured to the wall by a longer chain.

She pushed herself to her feet, unconscious of her nudity. Whatever pervert had grabbed her had already gotten an eyeful, and she wasn’t about to show weakness by cowering in the corner like a little bitch. Instead, she grinned, teeth glinting in the dim light. She was slim, but fit, and held herself with a predator’s confidence. “You wanna come in here and try your luck, freak?”

But nobody answered. She paused, listening closely, but heard nothing move in the darkness beyond her cell. She was alone, it seemed. For now.

Snorting, she tried to cross her arms, only to realize that the handcuffs made it impossible. Annoyed, she leaned back against the wall, only to jump as she felt something strange. Her back felt wrong, against the stone. Something was there. Leathery? And something moved against her leg. She jumped, again toppling as the chains arrested her movements. This time she landed with a pained yelp. “Fuck!”

Something crawled across her skin. Was something else in the cell with her? No, this was… different. Whatever it was, she could feel it. She rolled her shoulders experimentally, flexing unfamiliar muscles. Something moved in her peripherals, a thin, membranous… wing? Her wing, she could feel it, but not the glossy pink of her siren form. This was leathery, and jointed, like a dragon’s… or a demon’s.

She felt something else, near her tailbone. More unfamiliar movement. A thin, dexterous tail skittered across the floor. “Well that seems pointless,” she muttered. The wings, though. She stretched her new appendages… only to be disappointed by the limited span. Still, this was good. This was magic.

Humming in thought, she pushed herself back into a sitting position. Her head hurt, but she remembered something. A contract. Some kind of ritual. A tall, dark figure. And the power! She remembered laughter! Herself, Adagio, Sonata, cackling as they all felt something that they had been missing for too long. Magic!

That was it! The demon. She must have betrayed them. Well, Aria smirked, she didn’t know sirens. They lived and breathed magic, and when the three were together, they were dangerous. All she had to do was break out, then rescue the others. Ha, Adagio would owe her so many favors. Aria stared down at the flame in her hand, and concentrated it into a tight beam.

==O==

Aria pulled on the chain. After what felt like hours, it hadn’t budged. “Damnit!” she hissed. “What’s the point of magic this weak?”

A flash of heat and flame made her whirl. A tall, black figure stood before her cell, backlit by a brazier of infernal green fire. She cocked her head smugly, emerald eyes dancing with cruel amusement. “Trouble, pet?”

Aria snarled. “Chrysalis.”

“You do remember,” the demon cooed sensuously, silky voice undercut by a discordant hum that set Aria’s nerves on edge. She was massive, taller than Aria by almost two feet if you counted the heels, her ashy grey skin contrasting Aria’s lighter pink tones. A long, twisted horn crowned a mane of inky blue hair, and a pair of massive wings framed her powerful body. Beside her boots, she wore nothing but a body hugging corset, supporting her massive breasts and leaving her cunt exposed. She crooked a finger, beckoning Aria toward her. “Come here and give your master a kiss.”

Aria spat, defiantly locking eyes with the creature. “I don’t follow anyone’s orders, you traitorous bitch. I thought we had a deal!”

Chrysalis tossed her head back, a harsh, dry cackle escaping her throat. “Traitor! Me? I made a deal, child, but not with you. No,” she smirked, and her arm shot through the bars, faster than Aria could dodge. “Let me show you.” A slender finger grazed Aria’s forehead, and she stumbled back, falling, falling into memory.

She stood in a candlelit room, in the center of a powerful summoning circle. Before her were three figures. Adagio, Sonata, and… herself. Aria. They looked so small, the three of them. So weak. Her body moved on its own, without her input, as if in a dream, and she realized it was a memory. Chrysalis’ memory.

“I trust you are satisfied,” she hummed knowingly. The three sirens eyed each other in wonder, feeling at their bodies, flexing their wings in disbelief as they tasted their first breath of magic in so, so long.

Adagio was the first to meet her gaze, nodding in satisfaction. “I am.”

“Then,” Chrysalis licked her lips hungrily, “I’m sure you are aware of the price.”

Adagio grinned, face suddenly filled with confident savagery. “I am.”

“What?” Aria demanded from behind her. “What price? We already made a sacrifice.”

Chrysalis smiled easily, tilting her head. “The sacrifice is the cost of the ritual that summoned me. I still require payment for my services.”

“Why you-” Aria started, only to be grabbed from behind by her sister. “Sonata!?”

“Goodbye, sister,” Adagio said, producing something from her handbag. “I doubt we’ll meet again.” Aria fought, but couldn’t break Sonata’s grip, even as Adagio put the taser to her ribs and coldly pulled the trigger.

Five seconds later, Sonata let her slump to the floor, twitching from residual electricity. Adagio turned back to Chrysalis. “I trust this will cover it?”

Chrysalis smirked. “Oh yes, this will do quite nicely.”

“Then we will be on our way,” Adagio said, turning from the room without a backward glance.

“Bye Aria!” Sonata waved, cheerily skipping out after her sister.

Aria gasped as she was suddenly flung back into her own body. “That bitch!” she screamed, mouth frothing with rage. “That traitorous! Conniving! Whore!” She threw herself against the prison bars, punctuating each word with her fury, spitting fire at the demon, her sisters, and the world at large.

Chrysalis stepped back from the cell with a smirk. “I’ll give you some time to work through things,” she chuckled. “We’ll talk again when you’ve tired yourself out.

==O==

Aria raged, turning all of her strength and newfound magic against her prison to no avail. Power she might have, but it wasn’t enough, and her lithe body was no match for solid stone. She spat and swore, but even she couldn’t keep her anger burning forever. Soon it petered out, leaving her shaking and exhausted, slumped against the wall.

Her body ached, and her skin burned despite the chill. Not just from fighting, this wasn’t just the smoldering fire of her temper. No, it was warm, not hot, and her stomach coiled with with something that had nothing to do with adrenaline.

Aria panted, her own body seeming to turn against her as her arms blossomed with goosebumps. A terrible itch has invaded her deepest core, and her body moved almost on its own, thighs grinding together to try and scratch it. She gripped her legs, digging her fingernails into the skin. But she couldn’t hide the way her heart jittered in her chest, or the way her breath came in short, shuddery gasps.

She needed… she didn’t know. This wasn’t right! She was mad! Pissed, actually! Betrayed by her family, and locked up by that crazy demon bitch! What was her body doing? Why was her crotch damp with something that wasn’t sweat?

She punched the ground, anything to take her mind off the feeling, but she couldn’t keep the truth from worming itself into her brain like some twisted parasite. She was in this shitty, gods-forsaken dungeon, held against her will by some demon, and for some reason, she was fucking horny! And she didn’t know why!

“D-damnit!” she swore, as her fingers crept closer and closer to her dripping cunt, “damnit!” She grit her teeth as she found her snatch, grinding her palm against her mound. She didn’t want to touch herself! She was locked up in some psycho’s basement, she should be fighting, not fucking masturbating! What was wrong with her!?

By the time Chrysalis returned, Aria was writhing on the ground,clawing pitifully at her pussy with shackled hands. “What… the hell… did you do to me!?” she cried. The fight was all but gone. “I can’t… can’t finish… what did you do?”

Chrysalis chuckled, stepping through the cell door to crouch next to the desperate siren. “Why, I did exactly what you asked. You wanted to be a demon like me. Well,” she reached out, placing a gentle hand on the smaller woman’s cheek, making her flinch. “I am a succubus, after all.”

“Succu… bus…” Aria panted, confusion plain.

“A demon that feeds on emotion. I’m sure you’re familiar, little siren.” Chrysalis grinned, hand trailing lower, down Aria’s chest. “Though our diet is more…” she licked her lips hungrily, “lust. We live and breath sexual satisfaction. And when we’re hungry…” she gave Aria’s nipple a vicious tweak, “we get rather frustrated.”

“Gah!” Aria twisted, trying to escape the demon’s grip, but Chrysalis simply pinned her down. The smaller woman writhed, wanting nothing more but to fight back, but she couldn’t even overcome her own body and her hands stayed firmly in place. She whimpered as her own fingers kept pawing at her crotch.

Chrysalis laughed, eyes glowing malevolently in the darkness. “Well, now that you understand, I think you’ll learn your place at my heel!!” She grabbed the chain between Aria’s wrists, effortly pulling her hands away despite Aria’s struggles. She effortlessly pulled the siren after her as she stood, dangling the smaller woman from one hand as her feet scrabbled for purchase on the ground.

“Let me go, you old bit- Ah!” Aria gasped as Chrysalis slammed her back against the wall, fusing the chain to the solid stone. She glared up at the taller demon, breathing heavily. The position left her defenseless, arms shackled over her head, body taut as she was forced onto her toes.

“Mmm, I just love it when they beg,” Chrysalis hummed, slamming her hands into the wall on either side of Aria’s head. She leaned in, until she filled her vision entirely, her own eyes traveling down the siren’s body hungrily. “I’m going to fuck you, little siren.”

“L-leave me alone,” Aria mewled, hating how weak she sounded even as a tear slipped down her cheek.

Laughing quietly, Chrysalis dropped her hand down to Aria’s waist. “Is that really what you want?” she purred. “Aren’t you hungry?” She drew her long, pointed tongue up Aria’s cheek, leaving a thin trail of shining saliva. Her middle finger found Aria’s snatch, drawing across her lips with agonizing slowness. “Don’t you want to cum?”

“Fuck you…” Aria protested weakly.

“So close,” Chrysalis tutted, spreading Aria’s pussy with her fingers. Her thumb came up to draw slow circles around the siren’s throbbing clit.

Aria grit her teeth, twisting in her chains. She tried to kick, but Chrysalis was too close and easily pinned her down. The demon laughed, stomping her boot to pin Aria’s shackles with her heel. “I think you know what you should really be asking me.”

Aria gasped, and Chrysalis met her mouth with her own, that long tongue exploring the siren’s throat. The smaller woman retched, turning her head in a desperate bid to break contact, but Chrysalis grabbed her head with her free hand and locked her in place. Aria fought for breath, hating herself even as her body writhed against the demon’s, grinding her crotch against the invading fingers.

Chrysalis grinned as she broke the kiss, pushing her fingers deep into Aria’s cunt. “Do you understand your place yet, pet?”

Aria glared stubbornly, but she’d lost much of her earlier fire. Her bangs hung loose over her eyes, matted and tangled. But she didn’t break. She wouldn’t… couldn’t…

Chrysalis twisted her fingers, making Aria whimper. “Well? Ask me to fuck you. Or else… I’m happy to leave you here for a few days. Desperate… unfulfilled… You’re already mine. It makes no difference to me. You just got your magic back… you don’t want to lose it, do you?”

That did it. Her will broke. Aria’s face twisted with anguish, as she hung her head. “Fine,” she growled softly, “do what you want…”

“What was that?” Chrysalis asked tauntingly, leaning close. “I couldn’t quite hear you.”

Aria screamed, face red with rage, shame, and defeat. “I said fine! Fuck me, you goddamn fucking hag!”

Chrysalis’ face split with a vicious grin, savage laughter filling the small cell. “I suppose that will do for now!” Her body surged with emerald fire, and Aria flinched back from the heat. When the flames died, Chrysalis stood tall, a thick, hefty member standing erect between her legs. It was inhumanly large, about the size of Aria’s forearm, with a pair of massive black balls dangling below.

Aria eyed it with a strange mix of need and mortal terror. “That- that-” she stuttered, not even sure what thought she was trying to voice.

“This is what you asked for, pet,” Chrysalis hissed, slowly drawing her hand along her shaft. She stepped forward, letting it slap across Aria’s stomach. It was almost as long as her torso. “Try not to break too quickly.”

Aria whimpered as Chrysalis grabbed her, digging her powerful fingers into Aria’s hips as she lifted her away from the wall. She eyed that huge cock warily. It was big, way too big, but her head was hazy with lust and need and her pussy was throbbing in anticipation. “Juzst, just do it already,” she slurred.

“Very well,” Chrysalis smirked, and rammed into her with one thrust.

She screamed. Chrysalis was too big, too fast. Her insane girth packed Aria’s cunt instantly, filling her past her limit and leaving a telltale bulge where the massive shaft pounded against her stomach.

“This is what you signed up for!” Chrysalis cackled madly, rolling her hips as she began to brutally fuck the smaller siren. “Your sisters understood this, when they sold you out!”

“Ff-uck you, bitch!” Aria cried, tears streaming down her face. Her whole body throbbed as Chrysalis pounded into her, vicious and unapologetic. Everything was too intense, too extreme. It wasn’t even pain, as it should have been. Her body felt different, more resilient. As if it was made to take this kind of abuse. But it still wasn’t pleasant. Even a succubus had limits. “Gah- hah- hah-”

Even Chrysalis was panting. “You younger succubi… are so tight!” she crowed. “You are my little slave bitch! Submit to me! You’re going to be nothing but a pathetic little lust battery until the end of time”

“Shut- up- shut- up!” Aria shouted as Chrysalis dragged her closer and closer to insanity. “I- will- kill- you!”

“Yess,” Chrysalis hissed, locking her lips to Aria’s, stealing the breath from her lungs. “Keep fighting, little one. Struggle, writhe around on my cock like the stuck insect you are! I am going to break you, my little pet.”

Aria screamed as Chrysalis tensed, releasing into her with a final thrust. Her body convulsed, milking the massive shaft as she was pumped full of Chrysalis’ essence, warmth and lust and magic. She shook as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over her body, hours of pent up frustration finally finding its release.

Chrysalis released her and pulled out, her cock dripping with thick, glowing fluid. Aria slumped against the wall, exhausted. She would have fallen if it weren’t for the chains holding her in place.

“Very good,” Chrysalis cooed, placing a mocking hand on the siren’s cheek.

“I hate you,” Aria spat, glaring at the demon from under her bangs. Her body was exhausted, but her eyes glowed with power. Still, it wasn’t enough.

Chrysalis laughed, drawing her fingers down the length of her shaft. “You feel that power, little siren? That was your first lesson. Your first feeding.” She chuckled. “I’ll be back soon for your next lesson.” She stroked the end of her member, gathering a sticky glob of spunk before smearing it across Aria’s lips. “A snack for later,” she winked, before vanishing with a cackle and a burst of emerald fire.

Aria stared after her, shaking with rage. The magic was already filling her body, coursing through her. It was familiar, and empowering, despite everything else. An old friend. But it wasn’t enough. It was never enough. Just like she’d never overpowered Adagio, the power she had now was no match for a greater demon like Chrysalis.

But she wasn’t about to give up. She’d slit that creature’s throat, and drink the magic from her veins. And then she’d find her sisters. They’d earned a bit of payback.