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| Author: Yeah, this is really just porn. Fits in context but... yeah. Orgy ensues.

Two hours later, all but the most hardy of the males had become pretty well useless and spent. But that was all right. Devilah was more than sated. Her rather unusual body chemistry soon had her fur back to it's normal lustrous shine, having absorbed the contents 'donated' to her by the male revelers in the tavern.

She was pretty sure she'd gotten some from all of them. Even the Argonian. Not that she had been neglected by the female patrons by any means. But only the males could provide that special substance she needed as food, though it didn't matter where or how it was delivered to her, all was absorbed. Still, the attention by the females was in it's way even more pleasant, simply because it wasn't done for need - it was done for lust and lust only. | |

| Later she found herself laying on the bar, a flaccid male behind her, idly teasing her while she watched the two Argonians show what real stamina was. From behind her, the man asked "So what is this, like the 4th round for them?". Devilah couldn't remember his name. She wasn't sure she even remembered his face. She did remember his phallus. | |

| "Depends on how you're counting, " she replied. "Third for him. I'd say she's up around ten. But she's still as turned on as ever. See the way her eyes are rolled back in her head? And the way she still meets his thrusts every time... That's a true orgasmic coma there. She's just a sex animal now. Pure lust. Probably walk like a penguin tomorrow, but she's in heaven right now." | |

| "Damn. Must be nice."

"Oh, it is! But sorry, males can't achieve it. Your orgasms are deeper, but fleeting. Only a female can enter that state of true wanton lust," Devilah explained, watching the coupling pair distractedly as the man behind her began to fondle her between her legs. She lifted one leg to allow him access, her eyes never leaving the mating Argonians.

While the male behind her surely could no longer maintain an erection, she was pleasantly surprised by his enthusiasm and found herself once again feeling interested by his manual technique. When he turned around and planted his face firmly against her behind, she began to moan and thrust against his tongue and nose, to the rhythm of the lovers she was watching. |

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| Suddenly the male Argonian bellowed and the female slumped to the ground, her ass and tail shaking. They were now the only part of her that seemed to have any life as the male spasmed and left his deposit in her.

Between the sight of the skewered Argonian female in front of her being hammered by the ejaculating male, and the tongue of the human male thrusting into places that were not designed for such thrusting, she could hold her own orgasm back no longer and moved to straddle man's head underneath her. | |

| In the throes of her passion, she seemed to be trying to insert him bodily into her own rectum. But when the waves had receded from her mind somewhat, she noticed she still had the male's head underneath her weight, and released him. He was unconscious, and a pang of worry washed over her. Even in her most evil days, she never actually killed her lovers!

But then he shook, took a deep gasp and began breathing again, his eyes opening. Yet, as if nothing had happened, he smiled at her and once again began toying with her body. "You must really love Khajiits!" she said.

"Female ones shaped like you? Oh, I do!" he said and began to lick her again, seemingly oblivious to his recent near-suffocation. | |

| She lay her head back onto the bar. The Argonian lovers had separated, a pool gathering under the female's still exposed rear. Devilah's eyes wandered over the bar and along the wall to the fireplace. "So bright," she thought.

Suddenly, she realized that something was looking back at her from the flames. | |

| "Devilah," it said.

The succubus instantly looked away. But something was already wrong. The licking of the man between her legs was slowing... stopping. Time was locking up. A time bomb had gone off.

She got off the bar in an instant, her clothes back on with the speed of thought. |

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| While she still had any time at all, she raced towards the door and managed to get out into the street before time had completely stopped for the world around her. But she hadn't gotten far enough away, she knew.

"Devilah," a voice said behind her, stepping out of the bar. "The party's over. It's time to come home."

The nearby lights cast shadows, but a much brighter light's shadow was cast in front of her, flickering as if generated from a flame. A very large flame. | |

| "Goodbye Sampson," she thought to herself as she turned to face the inevitable behind her. "I loved you, in my way. I hope somehow you will know that."

Out loud she looked up. "Hello Agrat," she said, sighing as her life in the mortal world ended. | |

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