"I already love you."

"Liara," you begin, biting your lip. What you're about to say requires a lot of thought, made difficult by the battle between the feelings in your heart and the responsibilities in your head. After a deep breath, you continue. "I already feel so close to you...I trust you. You haven't **** yourself upon me like other demons would-in fact, you pulled out just to avoid making me your ****. I can tell that you really care about me...that you see me as a human instead of just some mindless fuck-puppet."

A blush has come to the futa-succubus' cheeks. Feeling more confident, you continue before she can interrupt, taking her hands in yours and staring into her eyes. "This land will corrupt me eventually-I might fall prey to an evil, merciless demon who breaks me into a hollow shell of what I used to be, lost in lust like a depraved animal...And that scares me. I don't want that. I'm a Knight, and I have a duty to perform. I need to find my comrades and escape this place...but I can't do this alone, and I also can't deny...how good it felt."

"W...what are you saying?" Liara asks, an eyebrow raised. You wipe away the magenta-tinted cum covering your face and lay out your plan, half-baked and wild as it is, a blush of your own rising to your cheeks as your heart begins to stammer.

"I want to give myself to you. Have you...cum inside me and make me your love-****. The love I feel for you is real, so your fears of it being fake have no basis. I feel that, if I give myself to you, it will be a far better fate than being taken against my will. Of course...I don't know exactly how your cum works. This plan might be ridiculous in the first place...tell me, what exactly would happen to me if you came inside of me? Would I still have my mind? Would I still be...me?"

For a moment Liara is silent, mulling over your confession and plan. At last...she sighs and begins to explain. "It consummates a pact between you and me. A bond that ties your soul to mine. I would have great control over you, that amount of control increasing every time we fuck, until I can mold your very personality to my liking. I *can* make you into my horny little slut...but I wouldn't, for I love you too, Gwen, for the person that you are and I want you to stay that way. Yes, you'd retain your free will where it doesn't concern me...in fact, now that I think about it, the bond you'd have to your Mistress-me-would make you stronger against attempted domination by others. However, my cum can be addictive...if you drank too much in a short period of time, well...you'd be hooked on it and have to go through withdrawal, so I won't cum in you all the time...even if you want it."

Armed with this new information, you see that your plan can still work, so you continue. "I've repressed my desires for far too long. I trust you, Liara-seeing someone that maintained their humanity after corruption tells me that they're a strong and truly good person. I know you wouldn't **** your power over me...I place my freedom in your hands. Will you accept me as yours?" You emphasize the question by kneeling, staring up at your hopefully-soon-to-be Mistress with wide eyes that beg her to take you. A tingling, moist sensation in your pussy inflames your newly-freed desires. To truly submit to another, to give your heart and share your body with them, and have them lavish their sweet attentions upon you...you'd give her your very soul-...once you escaped from this realm. At the moment such an act would be too risky.

"T-think of it like us...getting married? if that helps?" you say to hammer the decision home. "I understand the risks now, and I still want to do it. Besides, you've already taken my virginity...it would be improper not to get married now!" Hopefully the joke at the end will lighten the tension, though by the look on Liara's face it seemed to be ineffective. She's deep in thought, standing there with you prostrate before her like one of the faithful worshiping their goddess...at last, she says-