Amara sat there, blinking and moaning softly before she melted into the kiss, the magic flowing into her body effortlessly. She didn't even know what was happening, and she hissed at the slight, near-painful moment, and then shivered at the succubus's touch. When she spoke, though, the elf was calm, smiling back with an almost silly expression.  Until the succubus spoke of impregnating her, and her eyes went wide. She was breathless, but too weak to do much more than try to shift back in the bed. "No...please...don't do this...I don't want...a child...not<em>now</em>..."