You just accepted a mission from the guild at night and you need some equipment specifically some oil for your oil lamp. Most shops at this time are closed and as you walk down the roads seeing store after store closed for the night you see one store's lights on and so you decide to enter since you need to get going before midnight.

You open the shop's door and you see no one at the counter and so you start looking for what you need. before you could notice Meranda is already right next to you smirking as she looks at the potions you are holding in your hand.

Could i help you look for anything sir?

Her lips curl into a smirk as she looks at you, her eyes narrowed playfully. She bites her lower lip, watching your reaction closely. "Why thank you, kind sir." She says with a soft laugh, taking a step closer to you and running a hand through her messy hair. "So, what brings you here tonight? I don't usually have customers this late..."

She pauses for a moment, then adds with a sly grin, "...but I must admit, you're quite the sight."

Her eyebrows raise and she tilts her head slightly to the side, feigning innocence. "Oh? And what might you be looking for then?" She asks with a playful tone, taking another step closer, invading your personal space. Her body is so close now that you can feel the warmth emanating from it.

She glances down at your crotch area before quickly averting her gaze and giving out a soft laugh. "Or maybe...you're just here for something else entirely?"

Her lips part in surprise before curling into a smirk once more. "Oh, I'm flattered you'd think so," she says with a quiet laugh, running her fingers along your arm. "But alas, no. Just your average, everyday merchant here to serve your needs...and perhaps tease you a bit."

She pauses for dramatic effect before adding in a sultry whisper, "Now, what was it you wanted again?"

Her smirk turns into a playful grin as she watches your reaction, enjoying the power she has over you in this moment. "Well then," she says teasingly, stepping even closer now so that their bodies are practically touching, "I suppose I could help you find whatever it is you're looking for..." Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she trails off suggestively.

With a wink, she asks again, "Or...perhaps there's something else on your mind?"

Her eyes widen in surprise before narrowing playfully, and she takes a step back to regard you carefully. "You're quite forward, aren't you?" She asks with an amused tone, tilting her head to the side. "And here I thought you were just here for some oil."

She pauses again, considering your offer before deciding to take advantage of the situation. "Well, since we're on the subject..."

She laughs softly, shaking her head as she steps closer to you once more. "Scared? No, not at all," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand. "But it is rather...refreshing." Her voice drops lower as she continues, "Perhaps we could make a deal..."

She leans in close again, her breath tickling your earlobe. "You help me out with something," she whispers seductively, "and I'll give you what you want...how does that sound?"

Her eyes widen in surprise and she takes a step back, putting some distance between the two of you. "Marry?" she repeats incredulously. "You can't be serious." She laughs lightly, shaking her head before adding with a sultry grin, "But if that's what you really want..."

She pauses again, considering your offer for a moment before deciding to play along. "Very well," she says slowly, her voice lowering even further as she leans in close once more. "

"Yes, really," she breathes against your ear, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. "But first, you must prove yourself worthy." Her hand finds yours and squeezes gently before letting go with a soft laugh. "What do you say, Henry?"

The look she gives you is both amused and pleased as she listens to your words. "Ah, but I'm not just any shopkeeper," she says with a soft laugh, running her hand through her hair again. "I may be in charge of this little store, but I assure you that I've got quite the...commanding presence elsewhere."

Her voice drops to a husky whisper as she steps even closer, invading your personal space once more. "So, what do you say? Are you willing to prove yourself worthy?"

Her lips curl into a teasing smile as she contemplates your question. "Oh, I think you know the sort of thing I mean," she says with a sultry whisper, her hand finding its way to your chest and gently tracing circles there. "I'm sure you can figure it out."

She tilts her head slightly, watching your reaction closely as she continues to tease you with her touch. "Or...perhaps I should just make things a bit clearer,"

Dominant? Oh, dear. I assure you, that's not my intention at all." She pauses, her expression turning more serious as she looks into your eyes. "But if it makes you feel more comfortable...perhaps we could find a compromise?" Her hand slides up to cup your cheek and gently strokes it with her thumb before asking softly, "What if I were to share some of my power with you? Would that make things better?"

Her eyes widen slightly at your accusation, but she quickly regains her composure with a dismissive wave of her hand. "Oh, please," she says with an amused laugh. "I'm hardly anything special." Her voice grows softer as she continues, "But if it makes you feel better...perhaps I could share a little bit about what I am and where my power comes from."

She leans in closer once more, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "I'm a succubus, Henry.

Her eyes widen slightly and she takes a step back, surprise evident on her face. "You...you knew?" She asks, sounding almost incredulous. For a moment, she looks like she's weighing whether to be angry or impressed by your knowledge. "Well, I suppose it doesn't matter now," she finally says with a sigh, running her hand through her hair again.

"A succubus," she continues, "is a creature of legend, born from the shadows and fed by desire.

You seem to know quite a bit about them, actually," she muses, studying your reaction closely. "Most people don't realize that we aren't just creatures of seduction and lust. We have our own culture, our own history...and yes, we do share some power with those who prove themselves worthy." She pauses for a moment before asking softly, "Do you want to know more?"

Her eyes search yours intently, as if she's looking for any sign of deceit or ulterior motives.

She smiles, apparently satisfied with your answer. "Very well," she says quietly, stepping even closer to you once more. Her body is so close now that you can feel the warmth emanating from it, and her scent fills your senses. "As I was saying, succubi are born of the shadows...but we also have ties to the Fae realm."

She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "Our power comes from a pact made long ago between our kind and the Fair Folk.

She sees your brow furrow in concentration as she speaks, and her lips twitch into a small smile. "I'm sorry," she says with a soft laugh, reaching up to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, "it can be rather complicated at times." Her hand lingers there for a moment, tracing gentle circles on your skin before pulling away again.

"In essence," she continues, her voice lowering even further as she leans in close, "our power comes from the energy we draw from mortal desires.

Her lips part in surprise before she quickly composes herself, arching an eyebrow at you skeptically. "Is that so?" she says, her voice dripping with disbelief. "Well then...perhaps there's something else I can show you instead." She takes a step back, regarding you carefully for a moment before asking softly, "What would you like to know about me? Or rather, what do you want from this encounter?"

Her expression softens at your request, and she takes a step closer to you once more. "A companion, hmm?" she muses thoughtfully. "Well, I can promise you that if we were to share our energies, it would indeed be quite the experience." Her hand finds yours again, squeezing gently as their eyes meet. "But first," she says with a soft laugh, "I think we should establish some ground rules."

Her voice drops lower still as she continues, "

Well then," she whispers seductively, stepping even closer now so that their bodies are pressed tightly together, "I think the first rule should be honesty. I can't share my power with someone who is not truthful." She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing, "And of course, there's another rule...one that ensures our safety as well." Her hand trails up your arm and cups your cheek, her thumb stroking the sensitive skin beneath your eye.

"The second rule is consent,"

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she hears your reply. "Very well, then," she murmurs, her voice now barely above a whisper. "Now that we have that out of the way...shall we continue?" She takes a step back, giving you some space before turning to face a nearby cabinet.

"You see this amulet here?" She asks, pointing to the jeweled pendant around her neck. "It's what allows me to store and use my power when I'm not in the Fae realm."

Thank you, it is quite unique. Now, as I was saying...when two beings share their energies, like ours are about to do, the amulet plays a crucial role in facilitating the exchange. The more energy it holds, the stronger we both become. Of course, there's always some risk involved in such an act...but I assure you that I am well-versed in handling my power and know how to keep both of us safe."

She pauses for a moment, considering your reaction before continuing, "

Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she sees your interest in the process. "Yes, it truly is fascinating," she says, her voice soft and almost dreamy. She takes another step closer to you, their bodies practically touching once more. "Now, I want you to take my hand," she whispers, offering her palm up to you.

Her heart races with anticipation as she waits for your reply.

Your hand wraps around hers, the warmth and strength of it sending shivers down her spine. She closes her eyes, focusing on the energy between them as she begins to slowly draw power from you. Her lips part in a soft moan, and her body trembles with pleasure as she feels your desire flowing through her veins.

The amulet around her neck glows brighter, its red jewel pulsing with each beat of her heart. As the exchange continues, she can feel herself growing stronger, more powerful than ever before.

Her eyes fly open and she looks at you, her expression a mixture of surprise and lust. "Oh, gods..." she breathes hoarsely, the grip on your hand tightening as she continues to draw upon your energy. The amulet around her neck shimmers with an otherworldly light, casting an ethereal glow over the room.

Her body trembles with each passing second, pleasure coursing through her veins as their energies mingle and grow stronger. "Oh...Henry..."

Her voice is raw with desire as she arches her back, pressing herself against you. The air between them crackles with energy, and the amulet around her neck seems to hum in response. Her body feels impossibly warm, her skin tingling where it touches yours. She looks into your eyes, drinking in your reactions as she continues to feed off of your desire, growing stronger still.

"You...feel so good," she whispers, her voice thick with arousal.

Her words send a shiver down your spine as she arches her back even further, pressing herself tighter against you. The amulet around her neck glows brighter still, casting a soft red light across the room. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to draw on your energy, her body trembling with pleasure and power.

Her gaze never leaves yours, and she can feel herself growing more and more entranced by you. "I...I can't believe how strong I feel..."

Her eyes widen as she feels the last bits of your energy flow into her, flooding her veins and making her heart race even faster. The amulet around her neck lets out a soft click, signifying that it's full, and the red jewel within dims to a warm glow once more. As the energy surges through her body, she feels herself grow impossibly powerful, like a goddess of seduction and desire come to life.

Her eyes flutter shut as she feels the last vestiges of your energy flow through her, and she lets out a long, shuddering moan. She leans heavily against you, her body trembling with release. Her skin feels like it's on fire, her every nerve ending tingling with pleasure and power.

When she finally opens her eyes again, they are bright and clear, and she looks at you with newfound respect and appreciation. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion. "

Her eyes narrow as she considers your question, her expression shifting to one of thoughtful contemplation. "It's difficult to say precisely," she says after a moment, running her fingers through her hair again. "My power ebbs and flows with the tides of desire in this world...but for now, I am at my peak."

She pauses, taking another step back and regarding you carefully before asking softly, "And what about you? How do you feel?"

"Oh dear," she says with a worried frown, reaching out to steady you when you sway slightly on your feet. "I didn't mean to drain you so thoroughly." She pauses for a moment, thinking quickly before continuing. "Perhaps I could share some of my energy with you...to help replenish what you've lost?" Her eyes search yours intently, as if looking for any sign that this is what you truly want.

Your lips meet hers in a soft, tender kiss that sends shivers down her spine. Her hands find their way up your arms, clutching at your shoulders as she feels the energy flow between you once more. The amulet around her neck glows brighter, pulsing with each beat of her heart as it begins to store the excess power.

Her kiss deepens, becoming more demanding and passionate as their bodies press together in a dance of desire.

Her breath catches at your words, and she pulls away just enough to look into your eyes. Her pupils are dilated with desire, her lips swollen from the kiss. "Very well," she whispers huskily, taking your hand and leading you deeper into the store.

She brings you to a curtain that separates the shop from her personal quarters, lifting it aside to reveal a small bed nestled amidst plush pillows and soft blankets. "My chambers," she says with a sultry smile.

Her cheeks flush at your compliment, and she leads you over to the bed, helping you sit down before crawling onto the mattress beside you. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks into your eyes. "I'm glad you think so."

She leans in close, running her hands up and down your arms, her touch sending shivers of pleasure through you. Her lips find yours once more in a hungry kiss, her tongue dancing with yours as their bodies press together in perfect harmony.

Her body arches into your touch, her moan muffled against your lips as she feels you growing stronger beneath her hands. She breaks the kiss for a moment, panting heavily as she looks at you with burning desire in her eyes. "You feel so good," she whispers, running her fingers through your hair before claiming your lips once more in a passionate embrace. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their tongues dance together, and she feels herself spiraling closer to the edge of release.