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." 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 young. Feeling bad, I decided I could not leave him like that. I gave him the reach around.
Receiving my cum was technically a big boon for Zahrelon. I was of a much higher level than him. My energy flooded in him. That was why he was able to cum in the first place. Integrating the energy of my cum into his own was how high status icubi were able to breed. Both incubi and succubi needed to be fully sated in order to be fertile and mate. That was why they were more likely to be randomly spawned in Hell and the Abyss than to be born of a pair of sex demons. As sex workers, it really was not a big expectation for them to cum. Our clients wanted sex. So much so that they were willing to pay us for it. Most did not care if you were able to get off while they were fucking us. These whelps were using most of their time and energy to transcribe spells in their spell books. Then I had them dance and work the floors to get their private dances. Because I did not let them kill the clients and the fact that most NPCs that came here had no mana, they were unable to sate themselves. They were well fed in my care, but never full. Not to a point their bodies produced new genetic materials at least.
