The succubus crawled over her, placing a leg on either side of her frame. The little witch was taken back by the sudden manner in which she pinned her, wrapping her hands around her small wrists and pressing them to the mattress. Mina was too shocked to test the strength of her seducer. It would have been useless, considering even a D-class demon could overpower a mortal physically. But, she never did move. She was statue still while she spoke, pressing her body to hers. A mere sheet separated the heat of their forms, a feeble divider between their sensitive parts. It was a pleasing sensation when paired with her tongue slithering across her lips sensually. Not often was she<i>lusted</i>after. At the academy she was intimidating to the average man, if they possessed that ability to see through all her deflective, quick witted humor and her aloof demeanor. She was exactly the most approachable witch in school, and thus dating didn't come often or easily. Unsurprisingly, she was quite bold when it came to expressing interest, but no one ever held her attention for too long.<br/><br/>Terra had her full and undivided attention as she spoke, whispering in her ear. The succubus easily picked up on her defensiveness, dissecting it with each word she purred into her ear. She then leaned down, bestowing her lips with a deeper, more intense kiss that left her head swimming in whatever magic or toxin that was laced in her saliva. She felt inebriated, likely a mixture of downing so much wine in such a short time and the heat of the moment.<br/><br/>When she pulled away, Mina's eyes her still closed. Her lovely pink lips were still glistening and her breathing was heavier. Her chest rose and fell quickly. By the time her bright eyes fluttered open, Terra was rolling off of her and nestling into bed. With the succubus no longer teasing her, the lights went out. Mina was wide awake for quite some time, digesting the knowledge that the sleeping succubus had imparted on her.<i>Was he really so different? </i>She thought to herself, knowing that the Demon Lord seemed to treat all his subject equally-- the females in need of a strong male a bit more tenderly than others. Perhaps she did need to pay better attention . . . To everything, really. It wasn't exactly her strong suit. That in mind, she rolled onto her side and closed her eyes, finally allowing all the excitement of the day to catch up with her.