That night, on the bed, Leticia was pinned beneath the wickedly charming Lilith, even though their strengths had become vastly different: one was 8th Rank, while the other had only reached 3rd Rank through occasional exercise.
Yet the powerful Leticia was overwhelmed by a rush of blood, left soft and limp.
Lynn could easily do the same, but that risked triggering the panting mechanism.
A spear could hurt.
"Look, why aren't you resisting? You said something outrageous. It must be what I think it is, right?" Lilith brought a hand back to her lips and closed one eye with a smile.
Leticia silently turned her head aside and pouted. "I didn't! I don't want to be bullied."
Lilith suddenly understood. "Oh!"
"You don't want to be bullied. Of course." Lilith had a daring suspicion. She'd been the one to teach Leticia since she was fourteen. Could it be that after being scolded so much when she was young, combined with the influence of love, she'd been played into a mess?
After all, when she was Lilith, she'd loved being deviously mischievous.
"That's perfectly normal, my little darling." Lilith stroked her cheek. "Nobody likes being bullied."
"So you're using the wrong words."
"People only like things that make them feel good, comfortable, and happy."
"So that means you're still normal." Lilith flicked her forehead. "Look, the corners of your mouth are turning up."
"I flicked you, and now you can't stop grinning."
Leticia really was smiling, because the other woman was so alluring.
Lilith was the progenitor of succubi. Lynn had named her Lilith, and when she was Lilith, she really did play unfairly.
Lilith didn't continue, but stopped while she was ahead. "Lilith isn't my true identity, after all, and I'm busy, Little Thea."
"I'm going back to rest."
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