I shrugged. "You wanted this." I said. She balked at the notion. "I never said abuse him!" she snapped at me. "But killing him with your sword would have been your first solution if I didn't do anything." I said knowingly. She just glared at me in anger. She knew that I was right. It was time to lessen the heat between us. "I'm sorry. This big whelp really needs to be trained better. If he went on a massive rampage inside of you and troubled your heart, that is wrong." I said genuinely. She stopped and took a deep sigh. "It was nothing that I couldn't handle. At first I thought he was just overeager. When I felt getting drained, that was when I knew something was wrong there. I took charge and suddenly he transformed." she said as she sheathed her blade. "As a paladin, especially to one devoted to justice, I cannot abide a fiend attacking other humans." she said firmly. I could tell she was not going to budge on this matter. "Whelp though he is, he is still alive. He needs to feed once a week. How about you be his personal dancer?" I proposed. She looked shocked I would offer something like that to her.
Knowing this was a tough sell, I said "Hear me out. He is a dancer. He's been taking patrons to the back to feed. He does not need to have sex. Just enter your dreams once a week to be fed." I pitched. She crossed her arms in consternation. "I don't know. My order probably would not allow that." she said. "Please. This is really for the best. You get to keep your eye on a fiend you rightfully captured. I get to keep a valuable member of my staff. He gets to live and be fed once a week. I'll ban him from private dances except from you." I begged with my arms clasped. She tapped her foot as she thought about it. "Fine. My devotion to my god is strong. No whelp that can't keep himself under control is going to rob me of the order of my heart." she said finally. After I wished her well and walked her out, I returned to Zahrelon. He was sitting on the bed, still in his true form. I pushed him down and turned him on his stomach. "You're so fucking lucky. She could've killed you if I wasn't there. I'm really frustrated, so I'm going to take it out on your ass." I growled in his ear. "Fine with me." he purred.
There was really no need to punish him further. I rolled my hips gently into him as I penetrated him for the first time, It was actually the first time I had sex with any of the other incubi. I knew that the others would be really jealous of him going forward. All the members of my squad, but Vohrear especially, wanted to fuck me. I fucked the now submissive Zahrelon slow and gently. He looked frustrated. "Go faster Wraxix! Please!" he begged as he clawed at the sheets. I just chuckled at him. Zahrelon must have thought that I really was going to go rough and fast with him. He was actually pretty needy despite the rough punk look. "This isn't about you. I'm using you for a good fuck to unwind after I saved your ass. You could at least let me borrow it for a bit." I said in a mocking tone. He just groaned. When I was getting close to my limit, I went slightly faster. I came in his ass and pulled out. He whined from the back of his throat like a little puppy. He was a whelp after all. A power leveled one, but he was still young. Feeling bad, I decided I could not leave him like that. I gave him the reach around.
