Harleep and The Asexual
Or how to piss off and annoy a lustful powerful incubus because you lack any sexual friction. They has to do all the work, like they put their throbbing dick inside a hot-dog bun.
No reactions to their naughty touches on your body. Nothing sexual at all happens. It’s almost like fucking a glory hole inside the toilet stall.
So it angers him. No screams and no cries of pleasure are coming out of your mouth. No moans demanding them to savour your body. You lie on the soft silken bed, almost like you were lifeless.
The deal’s off. The incubus has not witness in their life of someone who feels like a mannequin during sex. This is first time they can’t satisfy someone.
And it hurts them. Them being a demon that can easily pleasure anyone, but they are stumped with you.
No orphic hammer. No key to the vault. No hope to defy Raphael and deny him the crown that should be rightfully his.
Your allies of adventurers rush into the room to break you from the demon. Ready to fight them into battle.
You are held by one of your companions as you shiver from being nude. You sheepishly get your clothes near the bed and then hear the incubus mutter something under their breath.
“Damaged Goods.”