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<blockquote data-quote="covaithe" data-source="post: 4698332" data-attributes="member: 46559">The three succubi have been lying about the case in indolent poses.&nbsp; One, raven-haired with eyes like banked embers, stands and struts to the edge of the case.&nbsp; She leans against the clear wall, hip thrust provocatively to one side, and looks Octavio over with some amusement.&nbsp; &quot;What are we capable of?&nbsp; Sisters, this one doesn't know about us.&nbsp; Shall we teach him?&quot;&quot;Teach him?&nbsp; I'd rather eat him,&quot; another says, skin a deep golden brown.&nbsp; She does not bother to stand, but crawls to the glass and looking up hungrily at Octavio.&nbsp; &quot;Shall I eat you, human?&nbsp; You'd like it if I ate you.&quot;&nbsp; Her voice oozes complete confidence in this pronouncement.&nbsp; &quot;What we're capable of,&quot; asserts the third, hair a brilliant waterfall of copper in a face of unearthly paleness, &quot;is whatever you want us to be capable of.&quot;&nbsp; She is sitting cross-legged and straight-backed in the exact center of the case.&nbsp; She looks up and catches Octavio's eye.&nbsp; There is a flicker of flame and a whiff of brimstone, and the case is suddenly empty.&nbsp; Instead, Octavio is closely surrounded by three extremely naked female demons, only inches away.&nbsp; They circle him, trailing warm fingers down the center of his chest and under his jawline, pressing something warm and yielding against his back, breathing extremely interesting suggestions into his ear.&nbsp; &quot;Girls!&quot; Umraecyl's voice comes sternly.&nbsp; &quot;You know you're to stay in the case and not seduce my guests.&nbsp; Must I inform your Master?&quot;&nbsp; The succubi pout, and teleport back into the case.&nbsp; &quot;But it's so lonely in here,&quot; the golden-skinned one complains.&nbsp; &quot;You never come visit us any more.&nbsp; Haven't we pleased you?&quot;&nbsp; Her skin suddenly darkens to just a shade lighter than Umraecyl's, and her features elongate into the elegant lines of the finest fey descent.&nbsp; Umraecyl coughs and firmly turns his back on the case.&nbsp; &quot;I do not know what Harsuthrax paid them, and I sincerely hope I never learn, but he somehow bound them to a compact whereby they do his bidding for a year and a day.&nbsp; He claimed that the terms of their compact prevented them from draining the life force of those they, er, kiss, as is the usual practice of their kind.&nbsp; Naturally, I, uh, had to verify this personally before I could in good conscience before I could accept his commission to auction the remaining term of the compact, and I am pleased to assure you that it is entirely true.&nbsp; Not that there aren't other dangers; poor Harsuthrax is more exhausted than I have ever seen a living creature.&nbsp; Poor man; he bit off more than he could chew, and only barely mustered the willpower to set it aside before it consumed him.&nbsp; He was like one of those unfortunates who simply cannot deny their thirst for strong drink, and slowly waste away.&nbsp; I strongly caution you against bidding on them, unless you are a being of exceptional willpower.&nbsp; Or someone looking for a pleasant road to oblivion.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="covaithe, post: 4698332, member: 46559"] The three succubi have been lying about the case in indolent poses. One, raven-haired with eyes like banked embers, stands and struts to the edge of the case. She leans against the clear wall, hip thrust provocatively to one side, and looks Octavio over with some amusement. [color=pink]"What are we capable of? Sisters, this one doesn't know about us. Shall we teach him?"[/color] [color=plum]"Teach him? I'd rather eat him,"[/color] another says, skin a deep golden brown. She does not bother to stand, but crawls to the glass and looking up hungrily at Octavio. [color=plum]"Shall I eat you, human? You'd like it if I ate you."[/color] Her voice oozes complete confidence in this pronouncement. [color=coral]"What we're capable of,"[/color] asserts the third, hair a brilliant waterfall of copper in a face of unearthly paleness, [color=coral]"is whatever you want us to be capable of."[/color] She is sitting cross-legged and straight-backed in the exact center of the case. She looks up and catches Octavio's eye. There is a flicker of flame and a whiff of brimstone, and the case is suddenly empty. Instead, Octavio is closely surrounded by three extremely naked female demons, only inches away. They circle him, trailing warm fingers down the center of his chest and under his jawline, pressing something warm and yielding against his back, breathing extremely interesting suggestions into his ear. [color=red]"Girls!"[/color] Umraecyl's voice comes sternly. [color=red]"You know you're to stay in the case and not seduce my guests. Must I inform your Master?"[/color] The succubi pout, and teleport back into the case. [color=plum]"But it's so lonely in here,"[/color] the golden-skinned one complains. [color=plum]"You never come visit us any more. Haven't we pleased you?"[/color] Her skin suddenly darkens to just a shade lighter than Umraecyl's, and her features elongate into the elegant lines of the finest fey descent. Umraecyl coughs and firmly turns his back on the case. [color=red]"I do not know what Harsuthrax paid them, and I sincerely hope I never learn, but he somehow bound them to a compact whereby they do his bidding for a year and a day. He claimed that the terms of their compact prevented them from draining the life force of those they, er, kiss, as is the usual practice of their kind. Naturally, I, uh, had to verify this personally before I could in good conscience before I could accept his commission to auction the remaining term of the compact, and I am pleased to assure you that it is entirely true. Not that there aren't other dangers; poor Harsuthrax is more exhausted than I have ever seen a living creature. Poor man; he bit off more than he could chew, and only barely mustered the willpower to set it aside before it consumed him. He was like one of those unfortunates who simply cannot deny their thirst for strong drink, and slowly waste away. I strongly caution you against bidding on them, unless you are a being of exceptional willpower. Or someone looking for a pleasant road to oblivion."[/color] [/QUOTE]

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