Asmodeus almost immediately regretted encouraging a two-thousand-year-old succubus.
The sheer enthusiasm overwhelmed her usual obedient self. The woman who would follow all his instructions showed her abilities, leading to a sudden rush of moist heat enveloping his entire shaft to the base.
"Urrrrrk...."
Her throat bulged the moment she reached the base, while glancing up at him innocently as her delicate tongue playfully stroked the underside of his cock.
"Nnngh..."
His fingers tightened slightly within her dark hair.
'Shit, I need to focus.'
The words repeated inside his head like some desperate mantra as her head began slowly bobbing back and forth.
Across the street, the brown-coated man had disappeared completely from sight. Though this wasn't necessarily concerning. Asmodeus could still sense the man. The faint presence moved through the narrow passage behind the buildings, slow and cautious, pausing every few steps as though testing whether he'd been noticed.
