Seduction.

It is still daytime when you return to the inn. You slip in quietly, concerned Caramus might divine your new nature. As you pass by Grayboar's room you hear him inside. A wicked thought enters your head. You knock on his door. In a moment he answers it.

"I'm so glad you're here." You say. As he attempts to respond you pull him into a kiss. He recoils.

"Priestess, what are doing. You have given yourself to Omaraha."

You watch him. You know your saliva has aphrodisiac properties. Nothing as potent as a true demoness, but still it should begin to have an effect. You see his erection the sweat upon his brow and know he can be yours.

"Please, I have desired you the moment I saw you. Let me in so that we can talk."

"Very well priestess, come in."

You enter in and close the door and lock it behind you. You smile, he is yours. You walk across the room.

"Please, let me please you." You reach for his dick and wrap your lips around it.

"Oh god, that feels good priestess."

You push him down, shedding your illusionary cloths. You lower yourself on him and begin to ride him. Apparently, he is enjoying the ride. He quickly comes. You watch his eyes go pitch black, and taste the wonderful goodness you have consumed. Somewhere within you your dying soul quivers and shakes. You feel it nearly come free. You are so close to becoming immortal. You admire your hands. Your nails have long, black, and sharp.

You know you are close one more vile deed and the power of darkness will be yours.