Take her soul cleanly, quickly and painlessly

Aaralon knew there was no point delaying the inevitable. Getting into demonology and then being a wuss about the contracts and deals was a literal Road to Hell.

He gave Xaurian the nod.

Silently, deadly and balancing on just one perfect foot, the succubus wrapped one leg around Klarissa's body, an arm over her chest and slipped fingers into the innocent's mouth.

It was done.

Klarissa's head rolled back, resting against Xaurian's immaculate shoulders and fell silent.

Stepping out from behind the human, leaving her standing in position like a puppet dangling from strings, the sex demon stalked towards the young mage.

"I believe ... " she purred, "That master was about to fuck me. I would like that very much." As she spoke, Xaurian trailed her hands over her body, touching her skin, teasing and offering.

Klarissa's head rolled forward, her eyes solid blue and apparently watching - or at least fixated on - the creature that had just consumed her soul.

There was no reason to pause. There was every reason to have Xaurian lay on the floor and spread her legs. Wasn't there?