You were working as a secretary for Mr Krupp. You didn't know what it was about him, but you liked him. He was a bit silly sometimes, and he was hot when he got angry.
It was a week before Halloween when everything changed. You were walking home from the school, tired from the stress of all the paperwork.
You were walking across the street half awake when you see bright lights in both directions and hear loud car honks!
SCREEEEEEEEECH!!!
A loud and devastating crash occurred, spraying your blood and viscera everywhere.
The two drivers that hit you climbed out of their cars unscathed.
You, however, wake up just outside the crash site. You didn't understand what happened to you. As you heard ambulance sirens in the distance, a hole filled with fire opened up from the ground and a moldy mangled hand comes out and pulls you in.
Turns out, the devil wanted you to be a succubus and haunt the living. And according to your feelings for a certain someone in life, your first target was chosen for you. And you were scheduled to haunt him and try to make a contract with him on midnight after Halloween.
All week after your death, Mr Krupp was restless. He couldn't help but feel bad for not telling you how he felt about you.
Yes, it was true. He loved you ever since he hired you. You were the highlight of his day. You had always found yourself on his good side. He would sometimes drop his pen on purpose to get you to pick it up for him.
He lusted for you since your second month working for him, but he was running a school. He had to be professional.
This past week that you've been gone has been hell. For both the students and him.
He was grumpier than normal and would lash out at students for so much as coughing.
Mr Krupp lays in his bed, on the night of Halloween, still devastated by your absence. He didn't even bother going to the door to yell at trick or treaters ringing his doorbell.
It was 1:00 am when he was awoken by a loud creak of his bed.
He was scared, but before he could scream, his mouth was covered by a soft hand.
"Shh...don't freak out. I'm not here to hurt you."
The voice was familiar.
"...(Y/n)?"
"Yes, it's me." You responded sheepishly.
"But-! But I-!...I thought you were dead!!" He exclaimed.
"Well, I am..." you told him. You began to tell him everything and once you finally told him you were a succubus, he asked if he was your target, to which you nodded with a sheepish smile. He turned red and began slowly backing away to grab his bible off the nightstand but you grab his hand before he can.
"Please, hear me out..." you pleaded, kind of holding his hand, both of you enjoying the texture of each other's skin. Mr Krupp was left speechless at this action and gave you his full attention.
"I know you are scared that I'm going to take your soul or something, but the truth is, if you will make a deal with me, you will be mine for eternity, and to be honest, I want to be yours, too. I don't want to hurt you or torture you or anything like that. I just want to make you happy. I want to protect you. And I promise, I will if you just let me into your life." You rambled.
"B-but..." Mr Krupp began, his fear dying down. "Why me?"
"Because I loved you. I still love you and I always will." You confessed.
"I...I love you too." He said. "And... I will make the contract."
You beamed. "Yes! Thank you so much!" You exclaimed before you kissed him softly and sweetly. He kissed back with a gentleness that you had never seen out of him before.
And that's how demon babies are born!
