Accept

“I…suppose it couldn’t hurt to try,” you say.

The succubus smiles her rich, full lips. “Good.”

You gulp. “And how does this go?”

“If you are unsure which role you would best fulfill, we may try them both and discover what you most desire. If you wish to try being served then I shall send for one who lives to do so. But…” Your breath catches as her hands gently slide around the crease of your hips, her fingers coming to rest, framing your warm mound. “Should you desire to see what it is to serve, I will be willing to show you the fate which may await.”

You shudder in unquenched desire and unconsciously move your pelvis against the warm silvery skin of her hands, but despite your arousal your mind is not so unclear you cannot consider her proposal.