<em>The shuddering succubus smiles and nods, cheeks flushing red as if embarassed that she couldn't restrain herself, as if she might've overstepped her bounds in kissing and rubbing up against her mistress without her express permission. Then the fiendbinder kisses her, and the submissive succubus all but melts in her mistress' arms, tongue playfully teasing the mortal's tongue as she tries to taste her own juices from Atelia's mouth-- one of her favorite treats, aside from the young, pretty archivist's own juices, she knows. Finally, though, she draws back, sensing her mistress wants to speak.<br/><br/>Of course, in response to the question, Maplepink nods demurely, perfectly happy to go anywhere with her mistress, especially if it means they can complete their trio. Reaver, understanding the command and what it implies, lets Lemonscent's orgasm ride out before letting go of the fuming succubus, clearly upset that she was beaten not only at one, but two of her own games by the deviless. Still, like the hamatula, she nods submissively to her mistress, then sends a respectful look towards the devil, though more out of fear for the devil's capabilities than anything else, resentment simmering in her eyes as the deviless smiles almost benevolently, and certainly hungrily, at Maplepink, who, blushing furiously, smiles somewhat shyly back.</em>