"Feisty little mynx," Alastor laughed, shaking his head.  "I cannot believe how possessive she has become.  That is interesting and something I did not expect."  His body was still recovering, albeit quickly, from the near-exhaustion of releasing so much magic in such a short period of time.  "She'll make quite the vixen, undoubtedly.  Through her I can feed on those she takes."  A nod of his head, although he wished she would have stayed around a few moments longer.  Perhaps he could have told her more.  Well then, he'd merely have to contact her directly.<br/><br/><em>"Lily," Alastor spoke directly into her mind.  "Hung well, my sweet.  You, too, will gain from playing this game.  In time you may even turn into the hunter.  But for now, draw them to you.  Make them seek you out.  Build up their passions.  When it reaches a peak, and you'll know when, suck them dry.  We will discover more about this relationship between us in due time.  But for now simply due that, and we shall feast together."</em><br/><br/>It had been so long Alastor did not remember all the little intricacies of such a bonding.  Had he ever done it?  Truly time wasn't a concept immortals thought of all that often, and memories simply faded into the mist after some time.  However, seeing as how he was too weak to do much more than lay naked in an outdoor shower right now, he'd wait for her to feed upon their emotions.  Perhaps their souls, even.  The powers of a succubus, without all the drawbacks of being a demoness.  That sounded...fascinating, really.