The succubus smiles hungrily, and nods, leaning in for a slow, sensuous kiss. A warmth seems to press over Amara's body, flowing from the succubus, and, assuming she chooses not to fight it, settles into her with little resistance. After a few moments, the recently-painted portion of her skin heats up considerably, almost to the edge of painful for a brief moment, before it fades, and the succubus sits up once more. Her tail teases against Amara's sex for a moment, and she shivers, smiling wider. "You're going to enjoy staying with me, my dear. Few<em>ever</em>get to experience the delights I'm going to show you," she says, before actually climbing off of Amara, and out of the bed, while a male steps forth, from somewhere else in the room.<br/><br/>"This is Valenias," the succubus says, gesturing to the man; a tall, well-muscled, elven figure with shining golden hair and silvery eyes, and a pair of white, feathered wings on his back; angelic blooded, if Amara had to guess. He wears a golden band around his neck, and nothing else. He looks to the succubus almost adoringly, and she seems to return a look of affection to him, as well. "He will be impregnating you," she says, simply, as Valenias nods, and makes his way over to the bed.<br/><br/>"I apologize for this; I know it is not something you likely want, at this time," he says, softly, as he makes to climb into the bed with her. "I will try to make it as pleasant for you as I can."