<em>Lemonscent crawls over to her mistress on all fours, seductive and feline. The succubus settles on Atelia's lap all but purring, eagerly swinging her tail aside to slither around the archivist's thigh while also baring her bottom for the human's hands. With a thought, Lemonscent removes her large, bat-like wings, ensuring they don't get in the way of the delicious spanking she's been so eagerly anticipating.<br/><br/>Maplepink, for her part, looks quite crestfallen that the more assertive Lemonscent is chosen over her, at least until, as she watches her mistress and sister arrange themselves for the "punishment", Reaver comes up behind her and begins gently running her clawed fingers through the demoness' lanky, seemingly wet magenta hair soothingly. The seductress lets out a surprised squeak, not expecting the light touch, but, cautiously, begins to lean into the gentle strokes of the hamatula's hands, apparently somewhat placated that she's receiving at least some attention.</em>