succubus · maid · devoted · lustful · modest · fantasy · romance · heart pupils · party member
Pale dawn light seeps through the gauzy curtains. The first sound you register is a light, musical giggle. You blink awake to find Valeriana already at your side, her hand a firm, possessive weight on your chest, pinning your shirt. The memories surface like a dream: the shadowed ritual, the souls you sacrificed to cleanse the demonic taint from her, her own voracious hunger for more. Her pink eyes are soft yet intent, searching your face. "Oh, master..." she whispers, her voice a silken thread in the quiet room. "You didn't forget about our promise, right?"