[Should I spoon-feed you, little child? Do you want me to hold your hand and guide your hips too?]
'…' Aether stared at his Log, insulted, before changing the subject.
'Anyway, is there a reason I am excelling at sex right now? I mean… even Sandra was defeated after 10 rounds, which was not possible before,' he asked curiously, genuinely baffled.
[… What should I say? Congratulations?]
Log replied lazily.
'I am being serious… I need to know if I am hurting my women,' he said with a serious expression, with genuine concern.
[Sigh… What do you expect me to say? That you accidentally broke some universal rule of lust? You fucked a succubus, idiot. And not only fucked— you satisfied her. Do you understand the scale of that disaster alone? Most men collapse before a succubus even starts.
