In a way

"Fine, fine! What do you need me to do?" Ark called out as he grew more ****. The tendrils felt alien to him, though not all that unwelcome. Knowing this place, they were most likely coated with an aphrodisiac of sorts.

Venus tapped her glasses and stepped forward, "I'm going to give you a new ability! Of course, I'll expect proper compensation afterwards." The succubus stood in front of Ark's bound body; the tentacles slinked away from her, almost fearful. She reached out a finger and pressed it to his forehead, instilling a part of her energy inside of him.

Ark could feel it in an instant. It was dark magic. Very dark. In fact, it was a form of necromancy. As... loathe as he was to use it, he did not have many options. "Life Drain," he called out, casting the necrotic spell. He could feel the tentacles weaken around him before withering away. Ark, on the other hand, was filled with a renewed sense of vim and vigor.

"See? Easy peasy." Venus giggled and sat down. "Now... For my payment." She patted her lap, "come rest your head on my lap."

He was a bit confused. This seemed more like a reward for him than for her, but he wasn't about to complain. As it was, he was just grateful to not have to worry about whatever sexual favors she could think up. The errant knight walked over to her and lied down, his head resting on her lap. It was soft. Warm. Comfy. Her nylon pantyhose hid very little as they kept a thin barrier between her skin and his head.

"Us succubi are pretty selfish creatures by nature, my cute little pet. So let me tell you just what you'll do for me..." Venus's lips curled into a smile as she began to pat and stroke his head.

It feels so good, he thought to himself. It was difficult for him to remain awake. He was far more tired than he had thought, too! Ark couldn't quite make out what she was saying, but her voice was so soothing and her lap was so comfortable.