Again she hears him chuckle, a low throaty sound as he gazes at her seeing the very effects of that touch. He debates the question for a brief moment as he considers what to tell her. It is unlikely that he would see her again after tonight. Save for with Iria he really had not molested the same target again as he loved the challenge.

But there is no harm in telling her the truth of the matter as it was no secret and she would probably figure it out in time anyway.

“I am an Incubus. It is what I was created for, making men and women feel good as the matter sees fit.

“The Succubi is the female equivalent will deal with most women and certain others …" He emphasized this with a tough, his tongue making a slow long sensual lick against her sex before seizing her hips and pressing forth with his tongue, looking at h3r features as he did so.

Despite all that Rosalie had heard of and already seen, she was still surprised that this creature was an incubus. It made sense though how he seemed to make her so easily aroused. But stories tended to vary about what they and their female counterparts were capable of, with one version saying they merely sapped a victim's energy through sex, and another version saying they were capable of changing a human into one of them. She didn't know which was true.

Rosalie didn't have the time to think about it as her arousal was beginning to fog her mind. She couldn't focus on anything but what Gersham was doing, though the skeletal hands were making her skin crawl somewhat. "Just...make these things go away...I won't try to fight..."

She was a slight girl, not one that he had to worry about as if that had been Iria or another arena opponent he may be making a mistake. He can discern the truth though, and while he did not know what part of a statement was false he knew when someone was trying to deceive him. If he detected none those hands would vanish with a simple wave though his tongue continues to sweep against he before dipping inside her, his hands tucking beneath her ass as he draws her up so that that tongue can dig a little deeper inside that chalice, his tongue dancing against the walls of that tight passage as he groans against her, fingers pressing into her backside keeping her pinned in that spot as he ravished her fully.

Rosalie looks back up at Gersham again. Her eyes showed no signs of deception, only defeat. "Please...take them away..." She once more asks. Those hands just made her too uncomfortable, and having them disappear was the only way she could do as he said without any resistance.

Her resistance did not bother him, though it had seemed that she wasn't going to make any trouble for him so with a casual wave he dismisses those skeletal hands. He kept her spread open, his hands on her legs pumping her full of that aphrodisiac as his fingers moved along her, his tongue teasing her sex before his tongue presses into her snatch.

He had them fighting and submissive and his enjoyment game from his moods. He enjoyed braking a girl's fighting spirit down to nothingness but he enjoyed total submission too, which reminded him of Esper, though he longed to discovery what happened with her.

Rosalie felt more at ease with those hands no longer on her. Though she'd still rather run away, she made no attempt to knowing she'd just get caught again. Besides, she already promised she wouldn't resist him if he did that one thing.

The aphrodisiac seemed to get stronger once she was more at ease as she moans and squirms in his hold. She was stopping just short of begging him for more, but who knew how long that would last. Pure pleasure was constantly racking her body and mind, and on top of that, she was still relatively inexperienced at this.

She relaxes making this easier for him though the Incubus gives her a special treat seeing that he does not have to waste too much energy in subduing her he puts that energy to use by sweeping that tongue over her, ensuring that she is good and wet as that tongue licks and twirls.

He experiments with touching her, tasting her and watching how she responds as he feasts for a good while. Bringing her close to her wit's end he pulls back allowing her to calm so before doing so again pulling back at the last moment.

Ensuring that not only that she's at her wits end but that she's burning with need as well as he finally looks up from those sweet folds.

“I believe you are ready no my dear.”

Rosalie's inexperienced body was already reaching the breaking point as she felt overwhelmed with need. Though she felt sick knowing she was being pleasured by some monster, it wasn't enough to counteract her arousal. She was on the verge of begging him to stop toying with her when he told her he believed she was ready, making her feel relieved she wouldn't have to say anything to encourage him. It was very brief however, as she reminded herself this had barely even begun.

He had made his announcement to her moving into position as he hovered over hear, the flared tip of his body soon brushes against her own though it is clear that she inexperienced given her age and species, how she collapses against the pleasures that his touch brings to her.

But as often as he has done these things this is his role. He could have had his fun but he much preferred the begging that came after, the need to have more, to want more.

Often, though not always he left his victims with a need though whether or not she would be among the lucky ones depended on what he heard as he opened up her legs further as he held her thighs, fingers rolling over them as slowly, deliberately he begins to press into those warm folds.

Even with the aphrodisiac coursing through her body, Rosalie still felt some urge to fight against this part. The sickening feeling seemed to go deeper as she felt his length start to push into her. Even though she had her virginity taken, she was still rather tight, and she winces feeling him stretching her out her sex. She lets out whimpered moans as her body still felt more of this unwanted pleasure than pain.

He stroked her cheek with the back of his finger as he pushed into her nice and slow marveling in that tightness that surrounded him. He watched her features and pressed in to where she felt most comfortable.

Not a virgin but neither was she use to this either. She drew out a groan from his lips as he bent down to lavish a breast with his tongue, curling about it as he suckled.

Gersham allowed her to get use to the sensation of having something within her core.

“Not a virgin but rather new to this I see,” that finger stroked her cheek. “Try to relax, you will enjoy it more. I can easily generate pain but as an Incubus I prefer inducing pleasure.” After relaying that his hand removes itself from her cheek as he then strokes her clit as he slides back out of her pressing in quickly then moving slowly back out.

At first, it was impossible for Rosalie to relax. She was still retaining some conscious thought. But as her body adjusts to Gersham's length, the aphrodisiac began to overwhelme her again. Her moans start to sound more pleasureful. "Ahh...f-faster..." It made her sick to utter such a thing to this monster, but she couldn't fight it any longer.

He chuckled, pleased by her request. His lips skimmed against her neck, his hands slide against her arms to her chest. His hands sweeping over her breasts as he squeezed them and rolled his fingers over the nipples as he pushed his way into her.

“Feels good, doesn't it?” His hips growing more eager at her request as she gets use to the sensation of him filling her as his hips stab down against her own in a race to fill her their bodies clapping together each time that they were joined.

His hands flow over her sides, finger tips dashing against her as his breezes against her.

"Y-Yes..." Rosalie confesses, having lost all ability to block out any pleasure. Her hips were pressing more as if trying to make Gersham go in deeper, her inner walls squeezing around his length making it an even tighter fit for him.

Knuckles stroke against her cheek infusing her with more o that heat. She was working against him, buking her hips back agaoist him. “Mmm ...” She was nice and tight, his body liftinging then pushing back inside her, nice and slow at first until she began to get use to something inside her as he worked to carve her out, his hips slapping against her faster now, his hips slapping against her with a bit more force and speed.

His lips fall to one of her bouncing breasts, swirling against it with his tongue, dashing against her nipple as he licked it slowly.

“You feel good my deaar, not quite a virgin but damn close. Faster?” His fingers continue to graze against her cheek as he returns to her breast, nibbling against her nipple, eyes cast up at the features of her face.