Sort of...

"'Upset' would not be the word I would use to describe my Mistress, Sir," Nanny Mara muses, shaking her head from side to side. "You see, looking at it from her perspective, since you've impregnated her, you have not lain with her, as you did with me or your last partner."

"No, no, I did. I slept with her... in between those two encounters," you protest, leaning back on your heel.

"No, you have not," she counters sharply. Wagging her finger at you, she continues. "When you bedded me, you had already taken in the strength of another woman before hand. And with your last partner, you had taken in many women's strength. You remember how the Mistress was when you had done that?"

"Yes," you nod, vividly remembering that Selas had to be physically restrained from jumping your bones.

"Therefore, have you lain with her in the same way?"

Taking a moment, you sigh and shake your head. "I guess not."

She nods firmly. "And as such, with my Mistress being an entity of Sex, as well as the mother of your first-born, would you not think that she'd be feeling... a bit put out, as to how you've been treating her?"

Your brow narrows and you hold your finger up. "Wait a minute. Are you telling me, that Selas is giving me the cold shoulder, because she's jealous that I fucked you and her friend while being supercharged up, and that I only fucked her when I was normal?"

"In so many words, yes," she says, succinctly.

Exhaling loudly, you purse your lips and cross your arms. "So what am I supposed to do about that?"

"What a succubus' consort does, Sir. Build your strength and power for her." Giving you a playful smile, with a little twinkle in her eye, she adds, "and you know exactly how to do that."