He Won't Be Taking No for an Answer

"I don't care what I signed, you can't make me marry anyone!" You don't know where the surge of defiance came from but you tear away from him again and march to the door. The succubi make no move to stop you, simply laughing as you approach.

"And I had so hoped that you would be more accepting. Unfortunately we're on a strict schedule, I've little time for romancing. Come to me, my love." As he finishes speaking you feel a burning sensation in your chest, then you abruptly turn around and walk towards Lucifer. It's hard to describe what's happening, you don't want to walk to him but at the same time you still feel in control of your body. He begins to undress as he leads you to the bed and you find yourself removing your clothes as well to your horror. Still under his strange compulsion you lay down on the bed and allow him to position himself above you before he thrusts into you, causing you to cry out.

"A virgin as well? How quaint." Speaking does nothing to slow his rhythm and you're disgusted at your inability to do anything, your body still somehow unable to disobey. You can feel something flowing into you from him, causing the burning sensation in your chest to intensify and spread throughout your body. The worst part of it all is that a part of you is enjoying it, practically begging for more.