Glasya languished within her private chambers, draped naked on her stomach atop her massive bed (http://homedesignset.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/Elegant-Beautiful-Enignum-poster-bed-to-Transform-a-Bedroom-Into-Royal-Chamber.jpg), a rather delicious male knelt across the backs of her thighs as he delivered a massage upon her person. Soft sounds of delight were being forced from her, for he was managing to get all the right spots, just as she had ordered.  But the ambiance the Succubus had worked to achieve was dashed as a barely audible clearing of a female throat broke through her reverie. Slowly her head would lift, almondesque eyes flashing rage at Minixtra as the diminutive human stood at the door, head down, fingers laced before her in a submissive state. Growling low, Glasya would wave a hand at the man atop her, dismissing him, easing herself upright with hands working through her raven curls, idly working free non-existent knots. “ Speak mortal. What was so important you had to ruin what was proving to be a most lovely time.” Taking a timid step within the room, the woman spoke softly the words given to her.<em> “ Mistress, Lord Xenolord bade me convey to all under his Reign to be armed and armored, and that your unique talents may prove useful in the future...”</em><br/><br/>Slender brow would loft even as she lifted herself from the bed, reaching to tie a slightly sheer red sarong around her form, knotting just to the side of firm globes, silent steps carrying her across the room and towards the human. Every move the Succubus made was one of a sensuous grace, from the delicate placing of her feet, to the sway of succulent hips. From the purse of rosebud lips, to the fall of her dark mane , tendrils kissing against full round breasts topped with tight nipples. Stopping before Minixtra, her head would tilt, surveying the girl slowly from head to toe. She would give a derisive sniff, speaking as she padded passed the girl, on her way to where Xenolord would surely be, with all this speak of 'arms and armor'. “ It's going to take more then spreading your thighs for lesser Demons to gain the rank of Succubus. Don't think being all sweet and demure will gain you anything. It's kill or be killed her girl...” She would lean in and brush her lips across the humans ear as she breezed passed, whispering her final word before continuing on her way. “ ...literally...”<br/><br/>Her laughter would fill the halls as she made her way to the Armory, the sound a mingling of mirth and derision, knowing full well that would be where Xenolord could be located. As she rounded the corner, her nostrils would flare as she caught a scent, and those exotic eyes would slowly narrow. Baa'lethor was here. Rounding the corner she would catch sight of him just at the door, and her jaw would clench. Fool. Silently she would make her way towards him, her voice coming forth in a dangerous purr and she rounded behind him to come to the other side of the portal. Her lithe form could just be noted beneath the fabric, a hint of curves, a tease of hardened rosy nipples straining against the material, a flash of shapely leg as the sarong parted with her movements. Leaning a shoulder against the doorway, her eyes would seek out Xenolord, even as she spoke to the Incubus. “ I should think you'd tone down the air freshener with our Lord,  Baa'lethor. How weak of you to use such coercion. Save it for your human whores who are susceptible.”<br/>