A potion to make things interesting

‘Do not worry, my dear,’ the incubus soothed, watching as Mira trembled despite herself, her blue eyes closing as she seemed to brace herself for the worst. ‘I have a little something to make this far more pleasant. For both of us.’

He reached into a pocket and drew out a bottle filled with some sort of dark brown oil. First, he reached up and pinched Mira’s nose close. At first, she held her mouth closed too, trying to avoid the inevitable, but eventually she gave up. As her mouth opened to gasp in air, he put the bottle to her lips and she was **** to drink down some of the strange, sweet mixture.

Next, he took a small dab of the stuff onto his finger. He reached down and, with the utmost care, put his finger to the entrance of her cunny. She Trembled and whimpered at his touch, but his delicate fingers wormed their way to her clit, where he carefully rubbed some of the substance.

Mira felt the effects almost immediately. She gasped, her nipples going hard as pebbles, her entire body shivering as if cold ice had been poured down her spine. She subconsciously undulated her hips and let out a little whimper.

"Wh… what’s happening?" she moaned as she felt strange sensations wash over her body.

"That, my sweet, is a potion known as Exstatica. It increases the arousal state of anyone who drinks it and, when placed on flesh makes it all the more… sensitive. Especially to pleasure." As if to prove his point, the incubus dabbed two more drops of the liquid onto Mira’s nipples. She gasped, then he rolled his fingers delicately along them, pinching them lightly.

Mira let out a low whimper of pleasure, gritting her teeth and trying to fight off the delicious feelings that were taking over her body.

"You see…" continued the Incubus, coolly, "my race feed of pleasure. Orgasms, in fact. To simple fuck you and leave you hurting and hanging would give me much less nourishment. Oh no. I intend to make sure you enjoy every… single… moment… of this."

To punctuate his words he leaned forward and licked her nipple lightly. She let a bubbling moan of pleasure, thrusting her chest forward, even as she tried to fight off the effects of the elixir.

"Of course," continued the incubus, moving away from her breasts. One of his hands now moving towards her femininity which was already wet with desire, "some restraint must be shown." His fingers touched her there, dipping into her hot wetness until, once again, they found her hard little clit. He caressed it with his middle finger making small circles and watching in glee as the Paladin began to pant with ecstasy.

"I’m not going to **** you, my dear." He hissed into her ear. "I’m going to make you beg to be fucked me. In fact, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be such a slut that, such an eager whore, that you’ll fuck anything I ask you to. You’ll beg to fuck anything that comes your way. And I intend to enjoy every minute of it."

"Never." Hissed Mira, still holding onto a shred of her self control.

"Oh no?" Marus chuckled, "We shall see."

He moved her hand away from her eager little pussy, which was already trying to rock against him. "If you want more…" he whispered, "You’re going to have to beg for it. Go on, little paladin. I’ll make it easy for you should you start now. Beg me. Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to make you come!"