>>5193499The two humans take their leave, and you and Roth alike settle in as best you can. You’re tired, and you’ve slept here before, but Roth is abuzz with nervous energy. You feel it, too—the tension in this place, the foreboding atmosphere. There’s something about being a host to such a cloying and sacrilegious creature, a pitiful aspirant to Dark Godhood which just sits wrong, in the pit of your stomach.
‘You know,’ Irinnile muses in faux-innocence, ‘we both know just the recipe for nervous energy…’
You sigh good-naturedly, and humour the succubus. Well, you could SAY you’re humouring her—the truth is that your <BLOODLUST> and <HEDONISM> are both such that the earlier burning and butchery has stimulated your own oh-so-human libido in undeniable ways, and Roth’s strength and brutal efficiency went a long way towards focusing that on your fellow Infiltrator.
“H-what? What are you doing?!”
His protest is predictable, as you settle into his lap, but you simply smirk at it. He pushes against you, but you push him down.
“Come now,” you tease, “don’t pretend that the battle didn’t raise your blood as well, Superior One.”
“How do you manage to make PROPER deference sound so insincere, Degenerate?” he shoots back…
>19 for seduction…But it is without real venom, and so too are his struggles rather half-hearted. You rock your hips expertly against him as the two of you continue to wrestle, and by the time he has you pinned, you feel a familiar, deliciously-draconic dual engorgement against your abdomen.
“I’ll teach you due respect, Lesser Female,” he snarls, a sound richly-textured with a heated implication.
“I am an eager student,” you shoot back sarcastically… Then slip out of his grasp, just long enough to clutch hold of his amulet.
Roth flinches back, startled, and his human disguise flickers and wanes. You see glimmers of those golden, slitted eyes, the rough red scutes of his true body.
“Should I not be taught this lesson by the REAL you?” you whisper.
The Reptilian Infiltrator above you grunt a wordless agreement, ripping his Amulet of Disguise from his breast, and then your clothing from your body.
<WANT: 14>
The next hour passes pleasantly enough, and when you are done, Roth has miraculously found proper, restful torpor in this den of devils. You smirk down at him, stroking the jagged scales of his chin to wish him farewell, and you reacquire and replace your scattered clothing. Unburdened of some of your own stress by orgasm, and with Irinnile’s everpresent appetite thus abated, you return to the real business of Infiltration.
>>5193533Roth would never allow you to peg him without magically forcing the issue with mesmerism or ectoplasmic puppeteering -- it's a testament to your seduction skill that you can even arouse him outside of a heat cycle 