"Of course not!" Arathel replied, with a slightly betrayed look on her face. Then she added. "Hurt? Hmmph. I'm a succubus, not some, some...<em>incubus</em>. But of course, I can do that."<br/><br/>She kissed Naael gently before pressing against Naael's back, sandwiching her firmly between the two succubi, so that the elf could feel both of their heartbeats through her skin, their heat and scents mingling with hers. Arathel's hands began to play with Naael's ears as her sister made out with Naael, the succubus's kiss more insistent than before while her hands gripped Naael's hips, her tail starting to squirm within her. And Arathel's tail came around, wrapping around her sister's tail before the tip pressed firmly against Naael's entrance. If she hadn't been changed, it<em>wouldn't</em>have fit...but it did. The tail pressed into Naael, spiraling around her sister's tail in a corkscrew that stretched her wide, her body contracting around each wriggle as the two members pressed deeper inside, hitting her nerves with pleasure all the way. She pressed deep into Naael and let out a deep moan, whispering. "There we are...deep inside you, and the two of us can thrust in turns, not giving you a moment's rest...is that what you want? To slowly be teased to a height like no other?"