Succumania

Everyone watched the exchange from the living room. While their voices were mostly muffled by the double-glazed windows, they could see the heated expressions, the calm exchange between the two.

Succubus-chan let out a small hum, swirling the coffee in her cup before taking a slow sip. "Yeah, I'm not beating this," she admitted, resting her cheek against her palm. "They're kinda cute like this."

"They sure are," the mayor chuckled, carefully buttering toast for the imps, who eagerly waited with wagging tails and shining eyes.

Rami, mouth already full of food, managed to mumble, "So when's the wedding?"

"Too soon, I'm afraid," the mayor said with a knowing smile. "Let them figure it out in their own time." She set another plate down, and the imps immediately descended upon it like a swarm of adorable piranhas.

Outside, Luka stood alone now, staring at the empty spot where Saki had vanished. His expression was unreadable, lost in whatever emotions her departure had left behind.

Astaroth, lounging lazily on the couch, yawned and stretched like a cat. "Well, that was dramatic. Do you think he's going to mope, or can I get another turn with him?"

"You already had yours two days ago," Alma Elma shot her a glare. "Leave him be."

Astaroth smirked. "I'm just saying. He looks like he needs another session."

Before Alma could retort, the door creaked open, and Luka stepped inside, running a hand through his hair as he let out a long sigh.

"Got your heart broken?" Morrigan asked with a smirk. "I can make you feel better if you want."

Luka shot her a glare. "You're all terrible, you know that?"

Astaroth grinned. "Yeah, yeah. Now, sit down and eat before you collapse. You look even more pale than when we made love."

Luka groaned, rubbing his face. "For the love of—can you not?"

Alma Elma sighed. "Just sit down, Luka." She pushed a plate of food toward him. "Eat before you pass out."

"I'm not going to pass out, you idiots," he chuckled. "I'm fine. Just a bit surprised, that's all."

He dropped into a chair, the smell of warm food tempting him even if they were annoying him. He grabbed a piece of toast and took a slow bite as the conversation around him drifted back into teasing and laughter. 

"Here, don't mind them," Lilith's sweet voice came stirring him from his thoughts. She placed a fresh cup of tea in front of him, the fragrant steam curling up invitingly. "You've been through a lot. You deserve a little comfort."

Luka glanced at her, then at the tea, the bag still floating on the surface. He hesitated. Lilith rarely did anything without reason. But he couldn't exactly refuse, not without making a scene.

"Thanks," he muttered, wrapping his hands around the cup.

Lilith smiled, her expression warm, almost doting. But there was something in her eyes—just the faintest glint of amusement, as if she was watching a particularly interesting experiment unfold.

"You're welcome," she said, her voice gentle. "Just don't tire yourself out too much, alright? We need you, after all."

There it was. That subtle reminder, hidden beneath her kindness. A gentle pull, a quiet assertion of control.

Luka took a sip of the tea, ignoring the way her eyes flickered with satisfaction. He didn't have the energy to deal with this right now. Not yet.

He watched as Lilith turned, gracefully slipping out of the living room. She didn't look back as she disappeared into the sisters' bedroom, leaving behind only the faintest trace of her perfume in the air.

Luka exhaled through his nose and took another sip of tea, chewing a bite of toast in between.

Manipulative or not, at least it was good tea.

Lilith closed the door behind her with a soft click, her warm smile disappearing just as soon as she noted the intruder. 

"You know using love potions is cheating, right?" Nina said, her tone clinical as she held up a small pink bottle between her fingers. The liquid inside glowed faintly. "I don't know how you did it, but that's strictly forbidden."

Lilith's eyes flickered to the bottle, then back to Nina. For a moment, her face remained unreadable—calm, composed, as if she were simply indulging in an idle conversation. Then, she let out a quiet chuckle, tilting her head.

"Oh, Nina," she sighed, placing a delicate hand over her chest in mock innocence. "You wound me. Do you really think I'd resort to something so crude?"

Nina's gaze remained flat, unimpressed. "I think you'd do whatever it takes to get what you want."

Lilith's smile widened just a fraction, the amusement in her eyes returning. "And yet, here you are, snooping around my affairs instead of tending to your own."

Nina narrowed her eyes but didn't rise to the bait. She twirled the bottle between her fingers before setting it down on the nearby dresser.

"I'm warning you," she said. "I noticed your affairs and the fact that you suspiciously bought multiple ingredients over the course of the day. If you try to mess with his mind, I will have to stop you."

Lilith didn't blink. Instead, she stepped closer, her presence as suffocating as the scent of her perfume. "And if I already have?" she murmured, her voice a whisper of silk.

Nina's eyes widened under her glasses. "Oh shit—!" she tried to move but Lilith stepped in her way. 

"Don't be such a troublesome girl…" Lilith chuckled. "I am sure we can arrive at an arrangement."

Nina froze, her heart pounding in her chest. Lilith was too close now, her crimson eyes gleaming with a predatory intensity that made Nina's knees weak. She hated how her body betrayed her—how the heat in her cheeks wasn't just from anger, but from the way Lilith's voice seemed to stroke her senses like a caress. She clenched her fists, trying to focus on the task at hand. This wasn't about her stupid, inconvenient feelings. This was about Luka—poor, oblivious Luka—who had half the succubi wrapped around his finger without even trying. The thought twisted something bitter in her gut.

"An arrangement?" Nina repeated, forcing her voice to steady. "What kind of arrangement?"

Lilith's smile softened, but it was no less dangerous. She reached out, her delicate fingers brushing against a stray lock of Nina's chestnut hair, tucking it behind her ear with tenderness. "Oh, I don't know," she mused. "It seems to me you dislike Luka quite a bit, don't you? Aren't you just a little tired of seeing him have all the fun?"

"H-How do you—" Nina stammered, her cheeks burning hotter as she tried to step back again. But Lilith's tail moved with serpentine grace, wrapping softly around Nina's legs—not tight, but firm enough to halt her retreat. Nina's pale eyes darted around the room in a futile search for escape, her breath hitching as she realized how thoroughly she was caught.

"Fufu… How about that? If you follow me, I will make sure to sleep with you e-ve-ry night~"

Nina's mind blanked, her pulse roaring in her ears. The words hit her like a spell, each syllable sinking into her skin and setting her nerves alight. Her mouth opened, then closed, no sound escaping as she struggled to process the offer.

"Every… night?" she muttered, her lips twitching upward despite herself. A nervous laugh bubbled up, tinged with disbelief. "Really? But Luka—"

"Luka, Luka, Luka," Lilith cut her off, her tone mockingly singsong as she straightened, her tail loosening just enough to let Nina breathe a little easier. "It's always about him, isn't it? What about you?"

"Ah…" Nina's hands shook at her side, the urger to jump on the succubus in front of her growing stronger with every second. She was offering it, wasn't she? The rational part of Nina screamed to resist, to think of Luka, to remember why she was here. But her body had other ideas, leaning ever so slightly toward Lilith as if drawn by some invisible thread.

"How about we let your body do the talking, hm?" Lilith's smile turned wickedly indulgent as she closed the remaining space between them. Before Nina could protest—or even think—Lilith pressed her lips against hers.

The kiss was soft at first, almost teasing, but it soon became more passionate. Nina's breath hitched, her mind short-circuiting as warmth spread through her like a burning fire. Her hands unclenched, hovering uncertainly in the air before one tentatively settled against Lilith's waist, as if afraid to commit fully. The succubus hummed against her lips, the sound vibrating through Nina's chest, and deepened the kiss, her fingers sliding to the back of Nina's neck to hold her in place.

Nina melted into the embrace, her resistance crumbling like a pile of cards in the wind. She didn't care about Luka anymore, didn't care about the potion, she just wanted to feel wanted, alive, consumed. Her other hand reached for Lilith's shoulder, seeking more contact, more connection—but Lilith stopped her with a playful glint in her crimson eyes, catching Nina's wrist with a gentle but firm grip.

"Not so fast," Lilith murmured against her lips. 

Lilith's fingers worked with practiced ease, each button slipping free with a soft pop as she revealed more and more of Nina's creamy skin. Nina's breath caught in her throat, her chest heaving with anticipation as Lilith's knuckles grazed the sensitive flesh just above her collarbone. 

With a final flick of her wrist, Lilith pushed the blouse off Nina's shoulders, letting it fall to the floor in a crumpled heap. Nina stood before her, clad only in a simple white bra, the nipples of her modest chest hardening against the fabric. Lilith hummed softly at the sight of Nina's breasts, the rosy peaks visible through the thin fabric. 

"Beautiful," Lilith murmured, her voice low and reverent, as if she were admiring a piece of art. Her fingers trailed lightly down Nina's sternum, tracing the edge of her bra with a featherlight touch that made Nina shiver. "Now, let's have fun, shall we…?" 

Nina's cheeks flushed a deep crimson as Lilith guided her backward with a gentle but firm push, her body yielding until she sank onto the soft white sheets of the bed.

"Ah… ahah…" Lilith straddled Nina's thighs, her legs spread wide as she leaned forward. Her massive, swaying breasts hung mere inches from Nina's face, encased in the thick fabric of her sweater. The dark smudges of her nipples peeked through the material, enticing Nina to look at them.

"Oh my god..." Nina murmured, her attention fixed on Lilith's pendulous bosom, her hands twitching at her sides with the urge to reach up and caress those luscious mounds.

"Like what you see?" Lilith smirked, her confidence and experience shining through as she reached back to slowly, deliberately, pull the sweater down, just enough to show more skin but as to not free them fully.

Nina swallowed hard, her mouth dry as her cheeks burned a deeper shade of crimson. "Y-Yes…" she stammered, her voice raw with longing as her hands clenched into fists at her sides, fighting the overwhelming urge to act.

 "You can touch them if you want," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr that sent a shiver down Nina's spine. "I won't stop you. Or would you rather have me bury you in them?"

Without saying a word, Nina nodded, her mouth parting slightly as a faint trace of drool escaped her lips, her eyes locked on Lilith's curves with unabashed longing.

Lilith chuckled with amusement as she reached out with a delicate hand, her fingers brushing against Nina's cheek before gently sliding her glasses off. "Let's make this a little clearer for you, hmm?" she murmured, her voice dripping with playful mischief as she leaned over to place the glasses carefully on the nightstand beside them. The gesture was oddly tender, a contrasting to the predatory twinkle in her crimson eyes as she turned her attention back to Nina.

"Now… where were we?" Lilith purred, her smirk widening as she shifted her weight, pressing her thighs more firmly against Nina's hips. She leaned down further, her hands gently but firmly guiding Nina's face closer, until she engulfed her in the soft, warm confines of her curves. The thick fabric of her sweater brushed against Nina's cheeks, but beneath it was the intoxicating warmth of Lilith's skin,

Nina's breath caught in her throat, a muffled whimper escaping her as she was enveloped in the softness she'd been aching for. The sensation was overwhelming—her senses drowned in the warmth, the weight, the sheer presence of Lilith above her. Her hands unclenched at last, trembling as they reached up to wrap around the succubus's waist.

"Ufufu… Are you feeling comfortable?" Lilith murmured as she looked at Nina's face peeking from inside her cleavage while pressing herself closer, her curves enveloping Nina even more fully. Her tail curled around Nina's thigh, the tip grazing her inner thigh in a slow caress.

Nina's muffled response was incoherent, a mix of gasps and soft moans as she nuzzled deeper into Lilith's embrace, her hands roaming blindly across the succubus's waist, desperate for more contact. The world beyond this moment ceased to exist—no more responsibilities—just a place she wanted to be in forever.

Lilith hummed in approval, her hands sliding down to Nina's shoulders, her fingers tracing lazy patterns across her skin as she held her there for a long moment, savoring Nina's surrender. "Such a good girl," she teased, her voice dripping with satisfaction as she finally pulled back just enough to let Nina breathe, her crimson eyes gleaming with triumph. Nina's face was flushed, her lips parted as she gasped for air, her pale eyes glassy with a mixture of awe and desire as she stared up at Lilith like she was a goddess come to life.

"You… you're…" Nina stammered, her voice hoarse as she struggled to find words, her hands still clinging to Lilith's waist as if afraid to let go. "I've never…"

Lilith's smile softened into something almost tender, though the predatory edge in her gaze remained. "Oh, we're just getting started, sweet girl," she chuckled, the tip of her tail slipping inside Nina's panties, the sleek flesh caressing her wet folds.

Then, while pinning Nina in place, she picked up the bottle of love potion and brought it to her mouth. She let droplets fall on her tongue before capturing Nina's lips into a deep kiss.

Lilith's tongue delved into Nina's mouth, swirling and stroking, as she shared the potion's sweet nectar. Nina moaned into the kiss, her tongue eagerly dancing with Lilith's as the liquid slid down her throat. 

The potion's effects were immediate, intensifying every sensation—the softness of Lilith's lips, the warmth of her breath, the teasing glide of her tail against Nina's sensitive folds—until Nina felt like she was drowning in pleasure. The taste of the potion lingered on her tongue, sweet and addictive, mingling with Lilith's essence in a way that made her crave more, need more.

Lilith pulled back just enough to let Nina breathe, a thin strand of saliva connecting their lips as her crimson eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "Delicious, isn't it?" she purred, her voice a sultry whisper as her tail continued its slow, torturous exploration, circling Nina's clit with a maddening precision that drew shaky gasps from her lips. "You'll be a good girl now, will you?"

"Ah… Yes, Lillith… I luv you…" Nina shuddered with a drooling face, her voice barely coherent as her hips twitched against the teasing pressure of Lilith's tail. The potion had heightened her senses to an almost unbearable degree—every touch, every whisper felt magnified, electric. Her words slurred with adoration, her pale eyes glassy and unfocused as she gazed up at Lilith with unabashed devotion.

Lilith's smile turned wicked as she sensed Nina's complete submission. "Good girl," she crooned, her right hand cupping the girl's plump ass while the tip of her tail slid inside her. 

Nina's head lolled back, a wordless moan escaping her as Lilith's tail moved inside her, the end of the tip grazing teasingly on her inner walls. The potion coursed through her veins, making her skin hypersensitive and her mind foggy with lust. She was dimly aware of Lilith's hands unhooking her bra, of the cool air on her exposed breasts, of Lilith's fingers pinching and rolling her nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core.

"Look at you," she murmured, her voice dripping with dark delight as her fingers teased Nina's nipples harder, drawing a sharp cry from her lips. "So needy… You'll help me, won't you?"

"Y-Yes…" Nina gasped, her voice trembling as she clutched Lilith's sweater. 

Fully satisfied with Nina's answer, Lilith hovered above her, her presence overwhelming as she paused for a few agonizing seconds, letting the anticipation build until Nina whimpered beneath her. Then, with a smirk, she lifted the hem of her sweater and guided Nina's head underneath. With practiced movements, she slid Nina's body closer, trapping her against the warmth of her skin and the confining fabric, until Nina's head was nestled snugly between Lilith's ample breasts. The soft, warm mounds enveloped Nina's face, smothering her in Lilith's intoxicating scent.

Nina moaned, the sound muffled by Lilith's breasts pressed against her face. She could feel Lilith's heart beating steadily, a rhythmic thump that seemed to pulse in time with the ache between her own legs. Her hands clutched tightly around Lilith's waist, fingers gripping the succubus's curves as if terrified of being released from this blissful captivity.

Lilith's fingers tangled in Nina's long hair, holding her close with a possessive tenderness as her tail continued its relentless pleasure, sliding deeper and teasing Nina's inner walls with a rhythm that made her hips buck helplessly. "Remember this," Lilith's voice lilted in a singsong tone, rich with promise, "because this will be your reward every time you help me, okay?" She felt Nina's tongue dart out, licking and sucking eagerly at her nipples through the fabric, the vibrations of Nina's muffled moans sending a shiver of delight through her own body.

"Mmmph…" Nina's response was incoherent, lost in the warmth and softness enveloping her, but her actions spoke louder than words. Her tongue worked fervently, tasting the faint salt of Lilith's skin through the sweater.

"Don't be so greedy, okay? We'll have another visitor soon," Lilith chuckled, her voice a teasing melody as she heard a knock on the door. With an effortless grace, she stood up, keeping Nina tucked beneath her sweater, the girl's body pressed tightly against her own. One of Nina's legs dangled awkwardly out from under the fabric, a comical yet strangely intimate detail as Lilith walked casually toward the door, her tail still lazily teasing Nina's sensitive folds.

With a single, fluid motion, Lilith turned the doorknob, revealing Luka standing in the doorway. His eyes were glazed, mirroring the same dazed, entranced look Nina had worn moments before, his posture slack as if drawn irresistibly to the succubus's presence. Lilith welcomed him with a predatory smile, her crimson eyes glinting with amusement and hunger. "Come on in, my little slacker…" she chuckled, her voice dripping with delight as she reached out to take Luka's hand, guiding him inside with a gentle but firm tug.

Nina, still trapped beneath the sweater, felt the shift in movement, the faint vibrations of Lilith's laughter reverberating through her body. Her muffled moans continued, her tongue still working against Lilith's skin as her hands clung to the succubus's waist, oblivious to the new arrival. The potion's effects and Lilith's touch had drowned out the world beyond this cocoon of warmth and pleasure—she didn't care who was there, didn't care about anything but the succubus who held her captive.

Lilith closed the door behind Luka with a soft click as she turned to face him, Nina's leg still peeking out from beneath her sweater like a curious appendage. "You're just in time," she purred, her voice a velvet promise as she released Luka's hand and stepped closer, her presence enveloping him as it had Nina. "Our sweet Nina's been such a good girl… haven't you, darling?" She tugged lightly at her sweater, jostling Nina beneath it, drawing another muffled whimper from the girl as her tail pressed deeper, eliciting a shudder that rippled through her trapped form.

Luka blinked slowly, his glazed eyes drifting from Lilith's face to the odd sight of Nina's leg, then back again, his mind clearly struggling to process the scene through the haze of whatever spell had drawn him here. "I… uh…" he mumbled, his voice thick and unsteady, a faint flush creeping up his neck as Lilith's smile widened.

"Don't worry," Lilith murmured, her tone teasing as she reached out to brush a finger along Luka's jaw. "You'll catch up soon enough. Nina's already learned her place… and I think you'll enjoy yours just as much."

Lilith's fingers returned to Nina's hair, stroking gently as she guided Luka further into the room. She patted the bed, and Luka obeyed with a smile on his face. 

"Do you want me to take care of you?" she asked with a warm fake smile. 

Luka nodded eagerly, his eyes wide and trusting as he gazed up at Lilith. "Ah… Yes… Master," he breathed, his voice tinged with a childlike eagerness that made Lilith's heart swell with possessive pride. 

Now, with him under my command, he will work hard for us.  

She stroked his cheek while unbuttoning his pants slowly. "Good boy," she cooed, her voice tinged with mockery as she sat on a wooden chair close to the bed. As Lilith unbuttoned Luka's pants, she kept her eyes locked on his, a wicked smile playing on her lips. Seeing him surrender to her this easily was a thrill on its own. She slowly pulled down the zipper, the sound of the teeth separating mingled with Nina's moans. Luka's breath hitched, his body tensing slightly as she slipped her hand inside his pants, her fingers brushing against the growing bulge in his underwear.

"Ufufu… Looks like you need some relief…" she chuckled. She gripped him firmly through the fabric, eliciting a soft gasp from the young man. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, the pulse of his arousal throbbing against her palm. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I think you're going to make a fine addition to our little family, Luka."

Lilith pulled back slightly, her crimson eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she studied Luka's flushed face, his glazed expression a mirror to Nina's own surrender. She glanced down at her captive with a teasing smile, her other hand stroking Nina's hair gently through the fabric, contrasting with the firm and almost painful grip she maintained on Luka. "How about you share a little, hm?" she purred, her voice a playful taunt as she pushed Nina's head gently to her other breast, guiding her with a firm but careful touch.

Nina's whole body rested awkwardly on one of Lilith's knees, her form still trapped beneath the sweater as Lilith tugged at the fabric, pulling it aside just enough to free her other breast. "You'll both be close, but that should do it…" she whispered, her voice a sultry murmur as she turned her attention to Luka. She brought his head forward with a gentle but insistent pull, guiding his mouth to her newly exposed nipple, his breath hot against her skin as he complied without hesitation.

With Nina trapped inside the sweater, her face pressed against one breast, and Luka on the bed, his lips now latched onto the other, Lilith orchestrated their submission with a masterful ease. Both of them sucked eagerly, their mouths working in tandem—Nina's muffled moans vibrating beneath the fabric, Luka's soft gasps mingling with the wet sucking sounds of his devotion. Lilith wrapped her arm around Luka's shoulders, pulling him closer as her hand slid down his chest, her fingers deftly reaching around to grip his bulge once more, the fabric of his underwear straining under her firm hold.

With a swift tug, she slid down his underwear, freeing his erect shaft from its confines. Lilith's fingers closed around him, her grip firm but gentle, stroking in a slow nursing manner that made his body feel relaxed. 

Nina's muffled moans grew sharper, her tongue lapping fervently at Lilith's skin as the tail curled deeper, massaging her inner walls with precision. Luka's breath grew ragged, his body tensing under Lilith's hand as she stroked him with a deliberate tenderness, her fingers gliding along his length with a rhythm that mirrored the tail's movements inside Nina. "M-Master…" he gasped against her breast, his voice a shaky plea muffled by her skin as he sucked harder, his tongue flicking over her nipple in a desperate bid to earn her approval.

Lilith's chuckle was a low, melodic hum, rich with amusement and triumph as she tilted her head back slightly, savoring the dual sensations of their mouths on her breasts. "Such a cute family we have here," she giggled as her eyes flickered between them. Her grip on Luka tightened briefly, eliciting a soft whimper that vibrated against her nipple, while her other hand tangled deeper into Nina's hair, holding her firmly in place beneath the sweater.

"Now, please ascend together," she cooed, a purple aura surrounding her for the briefest of moments. In an instant, their bodies shivered and their moans echoed in the room. Nina's inner walls clenched tightly around Lilith's tail, a spasming grip that drew a sharp, muffled cry from beneath the sweater. Luka's shaft throbbed in Lilith's hand, his hips bucking as a choked gasp escaped his lips, his release spilling over her fingers in hot, erratic pulses.

The room echoed with the mingled sounds of their climax—Nina's high-pitched whimpers muffled by the sweater, Luka's low, ragged groans against Lilith's breast. Lilith's tail continued its slow, deliberate movements inside Nina, milking every shudder from her trembling form, while her hand maintained its gentle strokes on Luka, guiding him through the aftershocks to milk him further.

"Ufufu… Good job, you two," she chuckled as she leaned down to brush her lips against Nina's forehead, her breath warm against her sweat-dampened skin. She pulled the sweater aside just enough to reveal Nina's flushed face, her pale eyes glassy with adoration and exhaustion as she gasped for air, her tongue still faintly tracing Lilith's skin.

She continued her relentless movements, their moans continuing as the effect of her magic kept Luka's member hardened. 

Until she heard the door open behind her. She turned her head slowly, a sly smile curling her lips as she met the shocked gazes of her two sisters standing in the doorway.

"W-What is going on, sister?" Astaroth mumbled as she watched Nina and Luka moan in pleasure under her touch. Nina's leg still dangled awkwardly from the sweater, twitching with each thrust of the tail, while Luka's hips bucked faintly in Lilith's grip, his release glistening on her fingers as she continued her slow, deliberate strokes.

Lilith's smile widened, her crimson eyes glinting with amusement as she tilted her head, her posture relaxed yet radiating authority. "Oh, just making sure our new pets are feeling great," she chuckled as she gave Nina's hair a gentle tug. 

Morrigan stepped forward with a smirk. "Damn, didn't think they would be into that. But, oh well…"

However Astaroth wasn't as keen as her sister, her face frowning. "How is that possible? How did you manage to get the both of them like that?" 

Then, her eyes caught the love potion on the nightstand, and she understood. 

"You drugged them?"

Lilith's smile faded into a more merciless expression, her crimson eyes narrowing as she continued milking the pleasure from Nina and Luka, her movements unrelenting. "Yes," she admitted, her voice cold and unapologetic as her tail pressed deeper into Nina, drawing a sharper moan, while her hand tightened briefly on Luka, eliciting a choked gasp.

"Luka's done nothing but remain passive this whole time while we need to get back home. I'm just ensuring he'll help us more thoroughly now—and Nina's a sweet little bonus."

Astaroth's lips parted, a pang of guilt tightening her chest as she watched Luka's glazed eyes flutter, his body writhing under Lilith's touch. "But…" she began, her voice trembling slightly, "does he deserve that?"

Lilith shot her a sharp glare. "Don't tell me you've grown soft on him, Astaroth? Do you remember our mission?"

"Well…" Morrigan who also picked up on the situation frowned, uneasy. "Luka's a good guy. I bet he is already trying as hard as he can."

"I'll just add your pheromones to the love potion," Lilith replied sternly. "That way you will also be able to play with them."

Astaroth's frown deepened, her hands clenching at her sides as she glanced at the potion, then back to Luka's flushed, trembling form. "That's not the point. What if the others find out about it?"

"Minagi-sama is arriving tomorrow," Lilith chuckled, easing her pace inside Nina but never stopping. "Once she is here, none of them will be able to stop us and then we will finally walk toward a solution. And besides…" she added, her tone lightening into a mocking purr as she glanced at her two 'pets', "they seem to enjoy it. Don't you?"

"Yes, Lilith…" the both of them answered at the same time while climaxing again, Nina shuddering and Luka spilling his seed over her hand.

"Eh… Big sis is sounding like a villain…" Morrigan 

Lilith's smile twisted into something colder, her crimson eyes locking onto Astaroth's. "Don't worry about them, sister. They're exactly where we need them to be. Minagi-sama will see the results—two devoted servants ready to get us home. We might even be able to bring them with us if we succeed."

"You're brutal sister…" Morrigan said with a neutral expression, her eyes fixated on Luka. "But we'll see once Mother comes back, I guess."

"She will surely appreciate them," Lilith smiled. "These two are ours now, both in mind and body. I am sure she will find a way to use them at their full potential."

"If you say so…" Astaroth mused. "I am going back to the living room." She turned on her heel, casting one last glance at the scene with an uneasy frown before stepping out.

Morrigan lingered a moment longer, her gaze shifting between Lilith and the two humans caught in her thrall. "Since you have everything under control… Does it bother you if I play video games in the meantime?"

"Do as you please," Lilith smiled brightly while coaxing another climax out of her two toys. "I'm going to enjoy them a little bit longer…"

Morrigan shrugged, her smirk returning faintly as she turned toward the door. "Okay, bye!" she shouted before following Astaroth out. 

The room settled with the mixed moans of the two friends and Lilith's casual giggle, her plan finally put into place.

After a few minutes, Astaroth was sitting on the couch in the living room, absentmindedly watching her sister play her fighting game.

Even without hearing them, she could see the two friends completely at her sister's mercy, and a pang of guilt stirred in her gut.

But she couldn't defy her sister's orders, and in the end, she was right. These two, twisted though they were under the love potion's spell, would be a great asset for the war to come against the Angel World back in their world. Their devotion, coerced or not, could tip the scales in their favor. 

But the guilt remained. Because he had given them a second chance, or perhaps even more than that and they still betrayed him. Now he was just a puppet, the defiance that made him this tast—beautiful gone. 

Morrigan's voice broke through her reverie as if she could understand her sister's turmoil. "I don't like it either," she said without looking up, her fingers still mashing the controller as a character on-screen landed a brutal combo. "But big sis got hit handled. Relax."

Astaroth exhaled through her nose.

"I am relaxed," she muttered, but even she didn't believe it.

There. All of the anxiety she had worked through with Luka's help was now returning bit by bit.

"Still, you don't like it either?" she asked her blue-haired sister.

Morrigan's smirk faltered for a split second, her thumbs pausing on the controller before resuming their rhythm. "Not really," she admitted. "Luka and I finally got even, you know? Took forever to settle that score, and now he's just a pathetic guy like the rest—drooling over Lilith like some lovesick fool." She snorted, a faint edge of frustration in the sound, before her voice softened slightly. "But… ya know, I've been thinking recently that humans are cool to hang around too. Like my gang…"

Astaroth's brows lifted slightly, surprise flickering through her guilt as she turned her head to study Morrigan more closely. Her sister didn't often let sentiment slip, but there it was. "Are you saying you like humans now?"

Morrigan grinned, a flash of teeth that didn't quite reach her eyes as she delivered a finishing blow on-screen, the word KO blazing in bold red letters. "Well, yeah," she said, setting the controller down for a moment as she stretched her arms overhead. "I mean it's fun to break them with just a fiddling of my fingers but playing baseball with them is fun too. Luka played video games with me when he had time… But now…" Her smirk faded, her gaze drifting to the side as she added, "Now he's just empty. It won't feel the same. Kinda boring, to be honest."

Astaroth's lips pressed into a thin line, her hands clenching again as she absorbed Morrigan's words. "Boring."

That's what it was, wasn't it? A pathetic, dull ending. A waste.

Without a sound, she rose from the couch. Morrigan didn't stop her, didn't question where she was going.

Astaroth didn't even know the answer herself.

But her feet carried her to the staircase and right in front of Vinum's room. She knocked on the door and pushed the doorknob, her eyes meeting the little white-haired succubus reading a book. 

"I hope you have a good reason for bothering me," Vinum sighed, her icy blue eyes locking on the red-haired intruder.

"Can you undo the effects of a love potion?" she asked without beating around the bush.

Vinum raised an eyebrow in surprise, inviting her to go on.

"My sister made Luka and Nina drink a love potion. I wondered if…" the words slipped out of her mouth before she even registered that she had betrayed her sister.

"Kukuku…" Vinum chuckled darkly, snapping her book shut. "Betraying your sister, aren't we? Shouldn't it be okay for her to do that?"

Astaroth scowled. "I'm not betraying her."

"Oh?" Vinum tilted her head, lips curling into something between a smirk and a sneer. "Then what would you call it, I wonder?"

Astaroth crossed her arms, exhaling sharply through her nose. "Call it whatever you want. I don't care. Just answer the damn question."

Vinum studied her for a moment, eyes flicking over her like she was dissecting something under a microscope. Then, with an exaggerated sigh, she slid off the bed and stretched her arms lazily above her head.

"Undoing a love potion isn't impossible," she admitted, pacing toward one of the many shelves lining her room. Her fingers trailed along the spines of neatly arranged books, stopping briefly before she plucked one free. "It's as simple as making an antidote," she continued. "But, of course, nothing is ever that simple." She turned a page with a flick of her finger. "If your sister brewed it, then she likely used her own pheromones to direct the affection toward herself. That means you'll need those same pheromones to reverse it."

Astaroth frowned. "And then I'll have to make them drink it…" she trailed off, realization sinking in.

"That's quite the betrayal if you ask me," Vinum jabbed at her.

Astaroth's jaw tightened, but she didn't rise to the bait.

Betrayal or not, she was going to fix this.

"Then bring me her pheromones and I'll deal with the antidote," Vinum finished, turning on her heel as if to say their conversation was over. 

"Fine," Astaroth nodded, stepping toward the door. "We need enough for two people."

Without waiting for a response, she clicked the door shut behind her, her mind already working through how to get what she needed.

"Oh? Plotting something?"

Astaroth barely had time to register the voice before Eva stepped into her path, grinning like a fox that had found an unattended henhouse.

Astaroth exhaled sharply. "Eva…" she muttered wearily. Inviting her into this was a disaster waiting to happen, but… she could be useful.

"What do you want in exchange?" she asked, already bracing for the worst.

"Ohoh! We're already talking business? I love this side of you." Eva clapped her hands together before leaning in with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Then I want a new set of clothes from that super flashy boutique we passed by the other day. You know the one."

Astaroth stared at her, unimpressed. "…That's it?"

"Luka confiscated all of my money yesterday," she pouted. "So I can't buy new clothes anymore."

Astaroth sighed, rubbing her temple. "Fine. But you better not screw this up."

Eva's grin widened. "No promises. I tend to screw up most of the time."

"At least you are aware…" Astaroth muttered, already regretting this decision."

"I can help too!" Succubus-chan chirped suddenly, coming out of the bathroom with damp hair. "Luka's in trouble? I haven't seen him in a while and his room is empty."

Astaroth sighed. This was getting out of hand.

She turned to Succubus-chan, who was standing in the hallway with her hair still damp, a towel lazily draped around her shoulders.

"We're not rescuing him yet," Astaroth said, her tone firm. "Right now, we're just gathering what we need."

Succubus-chan tilted her head. "What do we need?"

"Lilith's pheromones," Eva answered with a lazy grin, stretching her arms behind her head. "Which means we either trick her into giving them up or take them by force."

Astaroth's expression darkened. "How did you even know that?" she muttered. Was this girl eavesdropping again? She really had no manners.

Eva simply shrugged.

"Never mind," Astaroth sighed, deciding it wasn't worth the argument. "Taking them by force is out of the question. She's my sister, and she's one of the strongest around."

Succubus-chan raised her hand like a student in class. "Uh… how do you take someone's pheromones, exactly?"

Astaroth paused. That was… actually a good question. 

Eva tapped her chin, smirking. "Well, you could get them through sweat, bodily fluids, or…" she trailed off, her grin turning downright wicked.

"No," Astaroth deadpanned.

"Oh, come on," Eva teased.

"No."

Succubus-chan clapped her hands together. "Ooooh, what if we stole her bedsheets? Or maybe her clothes?"

"…That's actually not a bad idea," Astaroth admitted.

"Oh, I'm good at stealing underwear. You just need to grab them when they're drying outside." Eva casually explained. 

Astaroth stared at her for a beat before pinching the bridge of her nose. "Why do I feel like you're speaking from experience?"

Eva gave her a shrug, as if it was the most casual thing in the world. "A girl's gotta know how to get what she wants, right?"

Succubus-chan nodded eagerly. "Yeah! We'll be like sneaky little thieves."

Astaroth sighed. "Alright, we'll steal something of hers. But it has to be subtle. We're not starting a full-blown war with Sister."

The plan was simple enough. Wait for the right moment. And that moment came after two long hours of waiting, the sound of Lilith's soft laughter and her toy's moans filtering through the small hallway as she enjoyed her newly acquired playthings.

Eventually, she strolled out of her room, casual and unhurried, likely taking a break from her 'entertainment' for a snack and tea.

Astaroth's eyes flicked over to the backyard where Alma Elma, the mayor, and a group of imps were basking in the sunlight. Alma Elma reclined lazily on a long chair, one hand shielding her eyes from the sun, the other resting on her stomach as she casually observed the scene.

It was the perfect opportunity.

"We have ten minutes top," Astaroth murmured, a sudden thrill coursing through her.

Eva gave a sly grin. "Ten minutes? Pfft, that's plenty of time. I'll have her clothes snatched up before you can blink."

Succubus-chan bounced on her heels, eager. "I'll help too! We'll be like a stealth squad!"

Astaroth exhaled. "Stealth squad. Sure. Let's just get this done without attracting any attention."

They all moved knowing time was ticking, and their opportunity wouldn't last long.

Astaroth slowly pushed the door of their bedroom open, and a musky scent invaded her nostrils. Luka and Nina were sleeping next to each other under the sheets while the window was open to ventilate. Luka's dark hair fanned across the pillow, his face slack with exhaustion, a faint flush still coloring his cheeks. Beside him, Nina curled into herself, her pale skin glistening with a sheen of sweat, her chest rising and falling in shallow, uneven breaths.

"Whoa…" Succubus-chan grinned. "Erotic…"

"Shut up and move," Astaroth growled silently. 

Eva darted forward with a predator's grace, her red eyes scanning the room as she zeroed in on a small wooden chest tucked beneath Lilith's vanity. "Bingo," she muttered, dropping to her knees and running her fingers along the edges, searching for a latch. "Lilith's gotta keep her goodies somewhere fancy, right?"

Succubus-chan tiptoed to the nightstand, her small hands hovering over the pink potion bottle. "Perhaps I should use it…" she whispered to herself but Astaroth quickly snatched it from her hand. 

"Focus," Astaroth hissed, her tone sharp as she shot Succubus-chan a warning look before turning her attention to Eva. The red-eyed succubus had pried the chest open with a soft click , but instead of vials or potions, it revealed a jumble of knitting tools—needles, a tangle of yarn, and a ball of wool rolling lazily to one side. "What…?" Eva muttered in disbelief, her brows furrowing as she slammed the lid shut with a muffled thump, her smirk fading into confusion.

Astaroth ignored the setback, her gaze sweeping to the closet where they'd stashed their belongings. Morrigan's corner was a chaotic mess—clothes strewn haphazardly, a half-empty soda can teetering on the edge—while Lilith's space remained conspicuously absent, her possessions likely locked away elsewhere. Still, there might be something—anything—to salvage this. She stepped toward it, her boots silent against the hardwood, when a low, guttural sound rumbled from Eva's direction.

Astaroth's head snapped around, her red eyes narrowing as she caught Eva's gaze locked on Luka, her lips parting slightly as she leaned dangerously close to the sheets covering his lower half. "Hey!" Astaroth shouted silently, her voice a fierce whisper as she lunged forward, grabbing Eva's shoulder and yanking her back just as her mouth hovered perilously near Luka's exposed skin. "No eating during missions!"

Eva pouted and put the sheets back on him before sliding beneath the bed.

Astaroth exhaled sharply, her pulse pounding in her ears as she glanced at Luka and Nina. A part of her wanted to pounce on them too, but she could do it later once they were back to normal. 

"Found it!" Succubus-chan giggled as she spun around from the nightstand, holding up a pair of snow-white panties pinched between her fingers like a trophy. The fabric dangled limply, faintly stained and crumpled, the musky scent of their owner clinging to it.

Astaroth's eyes widened, her breath catching as she crossed the room in two swift strides. She snatched the panties from Succubus-chan's hand, her fingers brushing against the fabric. The scent confirmed it—it was unmistakably Lilith's.

"Good job," Astaroth nodded briskly, trying to ignore the awkwardness of the situation. "Now, let's get out of here—"

"What are you all doing?" Morrigan's voice echoed through the room, freezing them in place. She stood in the doorway, her blue eyes blinking at the scene, her controller still dangling from one hand as if she'd wandered up mid-game. "What are you doing with big sis panties?" she asked, blinking rapidly as she took in the scene.

"Morrigan," Astaroth turned to her little sister with a frown. "I am creating an antidote for these two.

Morrigan's brows shot up, her smirk faltering as she processed the words, her gaze flickering between Astaroth, the bed, and the pilfered panties. "An antidote?" Her eyes turned darker as her hand glowed blue. "Are you serious about this?"

"Yes," Astaroth met her gaze with resolve, her red aura flaring to life. 

The both of them stared at each other for a long moment, Succubus-chan and Eva freezing in place, their knees trembling slightly in fear. 

Finally, Morrigan's aura faded and she exhaled. "Go, dammit! Why the hell do I find you?"

Astaroth blinked but nodded. "Thank you." She then gestured to her group and they left in a hurry toward the staircase.

Now there was no turning back.

They returned to Vinum's room before Lilith even finished her tea and she gave the little succubus the necessary materials for the antidote. 

They waited in silence again for another hour, the time Vinum prepared it when finally—

"It is done," Vinum sighed as she handed over a small bottle filled with a clear liquid, not even bothering to change the taste. "Now make them drink this."

Astaroth took the bottle, its cool glass pressing against her palm as she nodded. "Thank you." She then turned to Eva and Succubus-chan. "Now we wait for sister to leave the room with them…" 

Wait, no, this won't work! Sister will definitely notice that something is wrong and we're approaching the evening. Knowing her she will drain Luka before going to sleep…

"Dammit… We need to act fast before Minagi-sama arrives…" she clicked her tongue, the knot in her stomach forming again. 

"How about you ask her to play with them and give them the antidote that way?" Succubus-chan asked.

"...You're pretty smart, you know that?" Astaroth eyed the dark mauve-haired succubus. 

Succubus-chan chuckled, a nervous giggle bubbling up as she shrank slightly under Astaroth's gaze, still a bit intimidated by the red-eyed demoness. "I mean, it's just an idea…"

"No, it's an excellent idea. I'll go do this right away," Astaroth smiled before stepping out of the room. 

"All of you get out," Vinum sighed wearily as she opened a book at her desk. "You've got your antidote, no need to stay here."

"Right, bye grandma!" Succubus-chan waved before leaving with Eva.

Vinum froze for a second before sighing again. "Good grief… Don't give me a heart attack."

With her bottle in hand, Astaroth walked casually toward the bedroom. Inside, Lilith sat in an armchair by the window, her graceful fingers deftly weaving a new sweater, the soft glow of the evening sun casting long shadows across her serene expression. On the bed, Luka and Nina remained tangled in the sheets, their breathing slow and heavy.

Astaroth's grip tightened around the small vial of clear liquid and she deftly hid it behind her back. She couldn't afford to hesitate—not now, not when Minagi-sama's arrival loomed closer with every passing hour. If Lilith's plan solidified under their mother's approval, there'd be no undoing it. Luka and Nina would be nothing more than obedient pawns, stripped of their will. 

Lilith didn't look up immediately, her fingers still working the needles meticulously. "Back so soon, sister?"

Astaroth shrugged, leaning against the doorframe. "Got bored," she said casually despite the rapid thud of her heart. She nodded toward Luka and Nina on the bed, their forms still entwined in a restless sleep. "You've been hogging them all day. Thought I'd ask for a turn."

Lilith's lips curled into a faint smile. "A turn, hm? They're a bit tired but if you want you can play with them for a bit."

"I have something to get them back up," she showed the vial. "Two little drops and they will be back for more."

Lilith's eyes flicked to the vial, her smile faltering for a fraction of a second before returning with a gleam of curiosity. She set her knitting aside with deliberate care, resting it on the arm of her chair as she leaned forward slightly. "Oh? What's that? Some kind of aphrodisiac?"

"Just a little boost Vinum used for her victims," Astaroth lied as she uncorked the vial, letting the faint, clean scent of the antidote waft into the air. "They've been out for a while."

"Very well," Lilith replied while gesturing toward the bed. "Go ahead and have fun. I almost finished my new sweater."

Astaroth nodded, stepping forward. Her grip on the vial tightened as she approached the bed, her mind racing. She had one chance. One shot to undo this before it was too late.

Then Lilith spoke again.

"Oh, by the way," she mused, idly running a finger along the yarn in her lap, "I added your pheromones and Morrigan's to the love potion and gave them two little drops. They'll be very obedient to the both of you now."

Astaroth froze. The breath in her lungs turned to ice.

Lilith's gaze lifted from her knitting, and this time, she was watching.

Astaroth's fingers trembled around the vial, though she forced herself to maintain a neutral expression. She turned her head slightly, just enough to glance at Lilith without giving away the storm brewing behind her eyes.

"My pheromones?" she echoed, feigning mild curiosity. "You must have gone through a lot of trouble for that."

Lilith smirked, her fingers gliding effortlessly through the yarn as she resumed knitting. "Oh, it wasn't that difficult. You shed more than you realize, sister. Same for Morrigan."

Astaroth clenched her jaw, suppressing the urge to crush the vial in her hand.

Now the antidote was useless. Still, she forced a faint smirk to her lips, shrugging as if the revelation meant little to her, and turned toward the bed where Luka and Nina were asleep. 

If Lilith was telling the truth—and Astaroth had no reason to doubt her—then administering the antidote now might not undo the damage entirely, but it could still weaken the potion's hold, even if just a little. She had to try. Gently, she tilted Luka's head back, preparing to let a few drops fall into his open mouth, when a new voice froze her in place.

"What a messy place," another voice resonated, making Astaroth freeze just as she was about to give the antidote. "Is that your new headquarters?"

Astaroth's blood ran cold. She didn't need to turn around to know who it was—that voice was unmistakable. Still, she straightened slowly, her fingers corking the vial and laying it on the nightstand before facing the doorway.

"Minagi-sama!" Lilith exclaimed, her voice alight with genuine delight as she rose swiftly from her chair, her knitting abandoned in a heap on the armrest. Her crimson eyes sparkled with reverence as she clasped her hands together, her tail swaying eagerly behind her. "You're well!"

Minagi stood in the doorway, her majestuous naked figure draped in a white shroud leaving almost nothing to the imagination, her silver and pale lavender hair cascading down her back like silk. Her piercing crimson eyes swept over the room with a cool, appraising gaze, taking in the tangled sheets, the sleeping humans, and the faint scent of lust in the air. A faint smirk played on her lips, though it held no warmth—only a calculating amusement as she stepped inside. 

"Well enough," she replied. "I see you've been busy," Her eyes flicked briefly to Luka and Nina, then to Astaroth, who stood rigid by the bed, her expression carefully guarded.

Lilith beamed, her hands gesturing gracefully toward the bed. "Oh, just a little project to pass the time," she said lightly, though there was a proud undertone in her voice. "These two will make fine additions to our cause, once they're fully trained. I've already ensured their loyalty—with a bit of help from my sisters, of course."

Astaroth's stomach churned, but she kept her face impassive, her hands clasped loosely behind her back to hide the faint tremor in her fingers. Minagi's arrival changed everything—any hope of slipping the antidote to Luka and Nina unnoticed had just evaporated.

But Minagi frowned as she approached the bed, her eyes settling on Luka's sleeping face. "Is this the human who has been accommodating you?"

 "Yes, Minagi-sama," Lilith nodded. "He will be a great asset for the upcoming war, I am sure."

Minagi did not immediately respond. Instead, her gaze flicked to Astaroth. "Do you agree?"

"He's strong," Astaroth said carefully. "Resilient and kind in his own way. A bit too kind if you ask me," she dropped her gaze in a respectful manner. 

Minagi hummed, tilting her head slightly as she studied Luka with an unreadable expression. Her fingers ghosted over his cheek, the touch featherlight, almost curious. "Too kind, you say?"

"Yes," she said smoothly. "The kind of man who lets his compassion make him weak."

"Hm," Minagi simply nodded, her gaze now turning to the woman beside him. "And who is she?"

"A very capable scientist," Lilith replied with pride. "I am sure she will be able to help us advance our technology back home. Once we've returned, that is."

Minagi studied Nina for a long moment, her expression betraying nothing. Then, with a graceful turn, she walked toward the center of the room. "It seems you have done well, Lilith," she murmured. "But tell me—is this truly how a succubus should treat the one offering you hospitality?"

Lilith chuckled, resting her hands on her thighs. "It is the best of rewards to serve us, I believe. I am making sure they are satisfied."

Minagi nodded briefly before turning toward the door. "I haven't explored this house yet, but where is Morrigan?"

"She is…" Astaroth winced, already embarrassed. "Playing video games, I believe."

"Video games?" Minagi raised an eyebrow. "What are those? Sounds like something that fox would create."

Astaroth suppressed a grimace. She knew exactly which "fox" Minagi was referring to—Tamamo, the ancient kitsune who had a hand in many inventions and distractions. Of course, Minagi would immediately assume it was some frivolous trickery.

Lilith, however, only smiled, leaning back in her chair as she twirled a strand of purple hair around her finger. "It's a human pastime," she explained, amusement lacing her voice. "They stare at a screen, pressing buttons to move images around. It's quite fascinating how absorbed they can become."

Minagi huffed, folding her arms. "And this is what Morrigan occupies herself with?"

Astaroth shifted, trying to choose her words carefully. "She… finds it entertaining," she admitted. "It's harmless. A distraction, nothing more."

Minagi's eyes softened, a flicker of amusement passing through them as she relaxed her stance. "I suppose it's better than causing a mess," she muttered, her lips curling slightly. "I'd rather have her spend her energy on these types of games than on our men."

Astaroth let out a silent breath she hadn't realized she was holding, a faint sense of relief washing over her. Minagi was never one to tolerate distractions, especially when it came to their objectives.

Then, the ancestor of succubi's gaze swept over the room before stopping on the nightstand where the two bottles were. She eyes it suspiciously while walking toward it, before picking it up. "A love potion and an antidote?"

Astaroth almost died of a heart attack, the glare of Lilith staring right through her soul. 

"Don't tell me…" Minagi glanced at the both of them, her face hardening. "You gained their loyalty by making them drink this?" she muttered under her breath, the disgust in her tone barely masked by the controlled calm.

"This is merely an insurance," Lilith replied seriously. "That human would have fallen for me either way."

Minagi sighed, her gaze narrowing as she set the vials back on the nightstand. "If you're using such a potion, then I doubt it," she said coolly, her arms crossing in front of her chest. "A succubus shouldn't rely on tricks like that to manipulate men. Wasn't your skills enough?"

Astaroth could feel the weight of Minagi's words hit her square in the chest, each syllable a heavy blow. Her fingers twitched with the urge to reach for the vials, to take them and make this whole mess disappear.

"I understand, Minagi-sama," Lilith replied smoothly. "But I am merely adapting to the circumstances. I am doing this for you, and for our world."

"Adaptation is one thing," Minagi sighed. "But I refuse to gain someone's trust through such petty tricks. And that antidote, what was it for?"

"I made it," Astaroth declared, her voice slightly wavering under her sister's unrelenting gaze. She stood up straighter, forcing herself to hold Minagi's eyes even as her own heartbeat quickened. "I wasn't totally on board with Sister's idea," she continued, the words tumbling out despite her better judgment. "So I made it…"

"Astaroth," Lilith said coldly. "Are you saying you—"

"Enough," Minagi stopped them before it could go further. "The fact that you weren't united on this day is already proof it was a bad one." She turned to Lilith with a lecturing expression. "Manipulating people only works if they think it's their own idea. If you drug them, they might not perform the same."

She then approached the bed, her hand hovering above the both of them. 

"Besides, this boy took care of you and his friend the Lord of Dreams took care of me. I cannot accept this. And…" she turned to smile softly at the two sisters. "How many times did I tell you to act together? Lilith, you should listen to your sister's hearts before acting that way." 

With that, her hand glowed brightly, surrounding the two humans with her aura. Astaroth's breath caught in her throat as she watched, her red eyes widening as the glaze in Luka's and Nina's eyes began to falter, their expressions twitching with faint flickers of awareness.

Luka blinked slowly, a faint furrow forming between his brows as he shook his head, as if waking from a deep dream. Beside him, Nina's hands trembled slightly, her glassy gaze clearing as she blinked rapidly, her breathing hitching with the first signs of clarity.

Lilith's expression darkened further, her lips pressing into a thin line as she realized what was happening, but she didn't dare interrupt—not with Minagi standing there.

As the aura faded, Minagi lowered her hand, her crimson eyes softening as she looked down at the two humans, now kneeling with a newfound awareness in their postures. "There," she murmured, her voice carrying a quiet finality. "Their minds are their own again." Her gaze flicked to Lilith, a faint reprimand in her expression before she turned to Astaroth, her smirk returning with a glimmer of approval. "You did well to question this, Astaroth. Loyalty born of coercion is fragile.

Astaroth nodded slowly, her shoulders relaxing slightly as the tension in the room began to ease.

Luka and Nina exchanged a glance, their bodies very close to each other as they instinctively clung to one another in a defensive embrace.

"What the hell are you doing?" Luka growled, his eyes narrowing. 

"I should ask the same," Nina deadpanned. "I didn't think you were that much of a lecher."

Minagi cleared her throat, snapping their gazes upward.

Luka's face paled as he saw the three powerful succubi staring down at them with amusement. Lilith's smirk was sharp, Astaroth's expression unreadable, and Minagi… she was watching him with a knowing grin, one that sent a shiver down his spine.

"H-Hello… You are M-Minagi, is that right?" he stammered.

"That's right," she nodded confidently. "And you must be Luka. Saki spoke to me about you."

"Oh… Great then." he stood upright, his body uncoiling from Nina's. "Wait, why am I naked?" 

"Don't ask too many questions and go rest," Minagi replied with a sigh. "We shall talk later this evening."

"If you'll excuse me," with his cheeks flushed, he stepped out of the room in a hurry while grabbing his clothes, his mind still a bit foggy.

"I wouldn't mind staying here…" Nina muttered, her gaze darting between the three succubi.

"Get out," Lilith ordered, making the brown-haired scientist yelp in fear, darting out of the room in a hurry.

"Anyway, now that it's done…" Minagi trailed off. "How about you show me this place?"

"With pleasure, Minagi-sama," Astaroth smiled widely, taking the lead. 

Before they left, Minagi shot one more look at Lilith, her expression expectant.

"Don't sulk here. Come with us," she said firmly. "You made a mistake, you'll have to repair it."

Lilith's lips pressed into a thin line, but after a moment of hesitation, she exhaled and followed.

"Don't worry too much, I made sure they won't remember what happened," Minagi smiled. "You'll have plenty of occasions."

"Of course, Minagi-sama," Lilith replied with a reluctant smile, following through the house.

The evening settled on the house full of succubi, with the love potion incident resolved completely. The Lilith Sisters made sure to show every nook and cranny of the house before going back to the living room where everyone was gathered for dinner.

Except for two people.

"Hm? That's odd…" the mayor muttered as she arranged the table, adjusting the silverware with a practiced hand. "Alma Elma hasn't come to greet our ancestor, has she?"

"Hmph! She's scared, that's why!" Morrigan grinned, levitating plates into place with her psychic powers.

"That is quite impolite," Minagi mused. She lounged on a velvet armchair, one leg crossed over the other, watching the imps play around her with mild amusement. "But I am more impatient to speak with the owner of this place."

"I'm here!" Luka arrived in a hurry, his breath slightly labored from a sprint. He straightened up quickly, offering an apologetic smile. "Sorry to keep you waiting, Minagi."

"It's Minagi-sama," Lilith grumbled from the couch, her tone sharp with reprimand.

"Minagi is fine," the ancestor of succubi said smoothly, waving off the formality. She regarded him with a knowing smile. "Once again, glad to meet you, hero of this world."

"And I can't be more grateful myself," he bowed deeply, making sure to show his appreciation. "Without you, the Hatman might've caused a lot of problems here."

Minagi tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable. "Hatman… quite the peculiar name," she murmured before shaking her head. "But yes, I suppose I did lend a hand. Though I imagine you would have dealt with him one way or another."

Luka straightened, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Maybe, but it wouldn't have been as clean. He's not the type you can just fight head-on."

"That much is true," Minagi agreed. "Anyway, would you be willing to let me lodge here?"

Luka blinked at the sudden demand but quickly shrugged. "Well… everyone is already here, so what's one more?" he chuckled. "But perhaps we should have more rooms. It's getting tight in here."

Minagi smiled, clearly pleased with his answer. "Good. Then I'll be making myself at home."

Astaroth smirked. "You sound like you decided that before even asking."

"I did," Minagi admitted without hesitation. "It would be far too troublesome to go elsewhere when this place is already so lively."

Luka sighed but nodded. "Alright, we'll figure something out. Just… don't expect too much luxury."

Minagi leaned back into the velvet armchair, crossing one leg over the other. "Luxury isn't a problem. I shall make arrangements in this house, perhaps a room for myself. Things are going to get interesting here…"

Before anyone could respond, the door creaked open, and a familiar, lazy voice filled the room.

"Well, well… Looks like I'm late to the introductions," Alma Elma drawled, stepping inside with her signature smirk. "I suppose I should at least show my face to our esteemed ancestor."

Luka turned around with a smile but he quickly frowned as he noticed the tension in her form, like a combat-ready stance. She wasn't as relaxed as usual, and her crimson eyes locked onto Minagi the instant she had entered. 

"You must be Alma Elma," Minagi replied sternly. "The succubus queen of the singularity world."

"Yes," Alma Elma replied, her fists clenching tightly. 

"And I am challenging you to a duel, Minagi."