Ask about an apprenticeship

Not bothering too much with ceremony, you throw the succubi's dress over the side of the tub, and lean in close to Alicia.

"So... ever considered taking on an apprentice?" you murmur into her ear, drawing a single hand up her thigh to squeeze her ass shortly, still aware that you were covered in her cum. "Someone you could teach out here in the swamp, use their throat or pussy or ass any time you felt like it..."

"Oh, darling, you're adorable, but you do realize that I'm easily almost 100 years old, right? Of course I've had apprentices before, of several different races and genders, and without fail things have gone wrong." She ushers you into the bath, which is almost full of water, and then steps in after you, so that the two of you are leaning up against one of the short, slightly curved sides of the tub, the curve pressing you together at its deepest section.

Her arm drapes around your shoulders, ensuring that you're pressed together in the warm water, the sizable weight of her cock continuing to gently twitch just under the surface of the water. "It's a tempting offer, it really is. I have no doubts after your last audition that you could perform, but I really don't have the means to sustain much more than myself in this swamp. I steal treasures and clothes from adventurers for a living, after all, and it's not exactly the most profitable business."

If anything, this last statement is a clear remark of her own weak grip on sanity- though her body is youthful, her mind is still quite aged, to the point where she genuinely believes that what she's doing classifies as a form of business. Her arm finds its way across your chest, gently flicking the exposed tips of your nipples. "I'm afraid I'm not much of a teacher, either, especially to those with no proficiency for magic, and as beautiful as you are, I do know enough to say that it simply wouldn't work."