"L-lyla, don't..." Niarra began, but stopped, staring in a form of horrified fascination as things progressed.<br/><br/>Lyla was opening her mouth to reply when the succubus pulled her into a kiss, and she whimpered as the heat grew in her loins, shuddering. She pushed against the succubus, trying to squirm away, but she didn't try hard, and the succubus would be able to tell just how weak she was in terms of strength. The elf tried, though, squirming at the hand pressing at her soft, innocent breasts. But the heat was...unexpected, to one as inexperienced as she was.