The furniture

It was his first instinct to check the closet. Unfortunately, it only had her dresses and nightwear. While it would be easy to get caught up in there, it was nowhere to be found.

Next was the bed. Celia removed herself from the bed and let him look. Despite her being a succubus, he did try to be as respectful of her things as possible. Even with a throrough search, the was nothing in the bed.

Then, there was the dresser. It would be easy to find what he was looking for in there — he hoped. The first drawer seemed to be mostly towels and linens. He dug through it a bit, but found nothing of consequence.

The next drawer was filled with folded nighties and loungewear. Digging through it also turned up empty.

The last drawer was full of her underwear. In his addled state, he could feel a certain attraction to them. He wondered what they smelled like... what she smelled like. Gareth snapped himself back to reality as he noticed he had been holding a pair of her underwear close to his face for quite some time. Her scent has enveloped him and he was growing weak to it.

"You know," she started, drawing his attention. Celia reached down to her crotch and spread her pussy lips. "You can have a taste for free, if you'd like. I promise you'll love it."