The Incubus System Chapter 782. Weird...? Or horny? (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 782. Weird...? Or horny?

Elenna's brows furrowed in confusion, her lips forming a perplexed pout. "I will eat you?" she repeated, her tone marked with disbelief.

"Ever heard of an incubus?" I asked, my tone casual.

Her eyes widened as comprehension dawned upon her. The realization seemed to hit her like a jolt of electricity, and her breath caught in her throat. It was an intriguing sight, watching the gears turning in her mind as the pieces of the puzzle clicked into place.

"Yes," she managed to utter, her voice carrying a mix of astonishment and realization. Her gaze locked onto mine, a blend of curiosity and wariness etched into her features.

A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips as I nodded in affirmation. "Now you know why I don't feast on humans," I explained, my tone matter-of-fact. The wind tousled my hair as I regarded her, my eyes holding a mix of amusement.

"So, you want me to be your... sex slave?" she repeated, her voice laced with a mix of disbelief and incredulity. The words were loaded, carrying both accusation and a touch of defiance.

My laughter echoed through the wind, a hint of mischief dancing in my eyes. "It's you who will be begging for me," I clarified, my tone dripping with playful arrogance.

Her eyebrows shot up in indignation, and for a moment, it seemed like she might retort with another snappy remark. But then her features softened, and a sigh escaped her lips. "It is still slavery," she half-yelled, frustration etched into her voice.

"That's the price you have to pay for important information," I said, my voice softening. I closed the distance between us until our faces were mere inches apart. "And as for disturbing my peace... well, let's just say I'm not known for my patience."

Her lips pressed into a thin line, her defiance warring with a newfound uncertainty. I could sense the internal struggle she was facing.

I gave her a wry smile, my gaze unwavering as I studied her reaction. The wind ruffled through my hair as we stood on the rooftop, the city's lights casting an otherworldly glow around us. The air was thick with tension, the weight of the decision hanging between us.

"So, what's your answer, hm, Elenna?" I repeated, my tone casual but my eyes holding a hint of amusement. I could practically see the wheels turning in her mind as she processed the gravity of the situation.

She sighed, her shoulders slumping in reluctant defeat. "Just do it. I don't have a choice, right?" Her words were tinged with resignation, a resignation that didn't go unnoticed by me.

"Oh, great. I prefer to do this with your consent than not at all," I declared with a mockingly dramatic sigh, my eyes dancing with mischief. It was rare for me to take this much pleasure in the unfolding of events, but something about Elenna's predicament seemed to tickle my dark sense of humor.

"Forced consent isn't consent, Mr. Great Demon," she retorted, her voice laced with unmistakable displeasure.

"There's still the word 'consent' there. So I will count it as yes,” I said as I used my contract on her.

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"See? Not that bad, right?" I quipped once we settled the contract, a wry grin curving my lips. While Miranda had once been a firecracker of persistence, Elenna had a different fire burning in her, one I found both irritating and strangely enticing.

Her fingers brushed against her arms as if she was trying to shake off an odd sensation. "I feel weird," she confessed, her voice a mixture of amazement and bewilderment.

"Weird...? Or horny?" I chimed in, my voice laced with playful mockery. The wind tousled her hair as she stared at me, clearly taken aback by my audacious remark.

Her glare intensified, a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment dancing in her eyes. "This is the same as giving me an aphrodisiac..." she retorted, her voice a mixture of frustration and disbelief.

"Same, huh?" I echoed, my amusement evident in my tone. Without a second thought, I reached out and gently tilted her chin upward, bringing her gaze to meet mine. The proximity was unsettling, and her sharp gaze met mine with an intensity that matched my own. "And what you do—chasing after me relentlessly—isn't the same as trespassing my personal space?" I countered, my fingers lingering on her chin just long enough to convey my point.

Her lips tightened into a defiant line, her bravado unshaken despite our close proximity. "But that's nothing compared to what you did..." she countered, her voice laced with equal fierceness.

"It's a big deal, Elenna," I retorted, my voice edged with frustration. Her apparent disregard for the consequences of her actions irked me to no end. "If I was a human, you are tantamount to putting me and my family in danger. The demons might target me!” I stated, my anger plain to see as I dismissed her seemingly carefree attitude.

She arched an eyebrow, undeterred by my outburst. "But that never happened right?" she countered, her voice holding a note of challenge.

For a moment, I was taken aback by her audacity. How could she be so naive, so blind to the potential dangers she was stirring up with her recklessness?

"I see..." I muttered, my words laced with both exasperation and resignation. "It's like I have to punish you and teach you that the world doesn't just revolve around you..." My frustration was clear, and my grip on her chin tightened slightly as I sought to convey the gravity of the situation. Our eyes locked in a tense gaze.

'Charm!'

[Charm skill has been activated!]

I withdrew my hand from her, allowing her to slump to the ground. Her breaths came in ragged gasps, her cheeks flushed with a mix of exertion and something else entirely. I knew that my skill had taken effect. Yet I stared at her in cold gaze.