In spite of the seemingly innocuous remarks Lilith uttered, Bianca had no doubt that the succubus was accountable for the salacious dreams that increasingly plagued her akin to a malignant disease. Lilith’s syrupy taunts and evasions were testaments enough of her culpability. Additionally, the demoness’s heated scrutiny of Bianca’s body also gave her innocence away; for it was the very same action that the scientist was committing. Her dark gaze slithered over Lilith’s physique like a sculptor deducing the proportions of their creation. Perhaps Bianca’s nightmares warmed her to the succubus but her interest of the inhuman being was certainly born of carnal fascination rather than scientific examination. The Lilith before her was starkly different from the Lilith in her dreams though both versions still bore ardent shades of red, the former in skin and the latter in locks. What stood before Bianca was Lilith the Succubus in all of her hellfire complexioned, glacier eyed, and horned crown glory. Lilith’s appearance roused a synchrony of thrills and chills in the divorcée.<br/><br/>“You know what I mean. You’ve been troubling me a lot when I’m asleep. I don’t know how you’re bypassing security but I<i>know</i>it’s you. Like you say, it’s just<i>you and me</i>in here. It couldn’t have been anyone else.” Bianca stated point blank, inwardly proud her voice did not waver at the face of such a daunting creature, though her grip on the mug did tighten ever so slightly. Her tunnel-focus on Lilith shifted to the serpentine tail that undulated about the succubus, following its course with rapt attention. The biologist cleared her throat when the prehensile appendage stimulated one of Lilith’s ample mounds, compelling Bianca to take a step back instinctively at the noise the other woman emitted. It was reminiscent of<i>that</i>lurid sound Lilith evoked during the intimacy they shared in Bianca’s dreams, specifically when she touched Lilith’s clit.<br/><br/>Stepping back proved unfortunate as Bianca backed against one of the balusters that bedecked the lab. Such a motion jostled the divorcée, spilling the coffee upon the torso of her attire, and severing the lascivious reverie that dared encroach her mind. The mishap provoked a soft obscenity from the biologist as she trudged towards a nearby lab cart laden with steel and medical apparatuses to rid herself of the offending beverage. She shed her stained coat, the white fabric exposing lissome arms and braless breasts as it no longer clothed her, and draped it instead upon the cart. In her ten years of tenure in RDAC, not once did Bianca feel self-conscious when she divested herself of her coat within the lab… until now. Lilith’s luminescent eyes left Bianca feeling uncannily erotic about something so mundane as coat-stripping.<br/><br/>With a dour mood and a sullied dress, Bianca pushed the cart along with her whilst she returned her attention towards the succubus.<br/><br/>“Jarvis,” Bianca called, folding her arms across her chest whilst eyeing the imposing being in her cell. She mustn’t let Lilith get under her skin or let her get in the way of her assignment. There were tasks that needed to be completed and submitted to the higher ups. It would tarnish her reputation if Bianca reasoned that<i>the succubus found out I’m sexually deprived and used it against me… that’s why I couldn’t get you the reports and results in time, General.</i>“Ready for collecting samples?”<br/><br/>Five robotic appendages that hung above the cubes stirred, the English AI wordlessly responding to Bianca’s call. Each mechanical arm was affixed to a railing path which encapsulated the laboratory’s ceiling, granting it mobility. It sported features that were beneficial to the biologist’s needs; there were two limbs fashioned after human hands for grasping, a limb tipped with surgical blades for lacerations, a limb appended with syringes for tranquilizations and the likes, and a limb attached with miniature tube-like camera for endoscopies. They appeared sleek and sturdy in design, devised to withstand a cryptid’s strength and resistance in the off-chance a specimen decided to attack it. The robotic hands extended towards the cart to gather the stainless spatulas and glass slides that rested beside a speculum before retracting back atop the Lilith’s cube. “At your word, madame.”<br/><br/>At present, Bianca had no use for the three intrusive arms. The containment field—for what good it had been—and the cube was Bianca’s only protection against Lilith. She had no intention of entering Lilith’s cell lest she fall prey into the succubus’s unholy sorceries; what she intended to utilize were the mechanical hands at her disposal as extensions of her own. These would be the biologist’s first attempt to collect samples while Lilith was in her demonic form. Her previous endeavors when Lilith was in her human disguise bore no fruitful revelations apart from the abnormally high pheromone content of her sexual fluids that could almost be likened to an aphrodisiac.<br/><br/>“Perfect. Let’s begin. Enter the cube.” At Bianca’s word, the robotic hands lowered whilst a circular portion of the cube’s glass ceiling slid open to the exact radius of the appendages, allowing it entry into the cell. They hovered momentarily, awaiting the biologist’s instructions. Boldly, she approached the door to Lilith’s enclosure and regarded the succubus’s figure for a closer look, her courage and resolve gradually seeping into her once more for the sake of logic and science. “Here’s what’s going to happen, Lilith. I’m going to collect some samples from you so do be cooperative about this, yes? It’s only fair since you’ve been intruding in what should be my peaceful slumber.” To Jarvis, her directives were simple and concise. “Jarvis, seat Lilith back on her cot and spread her legs. Bring in the camera and collect the glistening fluid that’s coating her between her legs. Let’s compare it to the ones we collected when she was in human form. Maybe we can tell whether its potency’s deteriorated in the time she’s been locked up.”<br/><br/>The hands reacted accordingly, drawing the succubus back from the door and onto the bed as if she weighed no more than pile of laundry. Meanwhile, the arm with the endoscope entered the cube as well, hovering out of the way and recording the collection. Following Bianca’s directives, one of the hands brandished the lab spatula, grazing its cool, stainless, flat surface against the inside of her thigh right up to Lilith’s vulva.