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| "He returns tomorrow," said the Argonian, obviously worried.

"What are you going to do?" asked Kitty as she climbed down into the hot tub.

When Muz-Ra had left Castle Kitty, of course she had to tell Kitty about her affair with Krris. It took little time for Udaran to wheedle it out out of Kitty too, and of course that meant Cheetah soon knew as well. In fact, it seemed the only person who didn't know why Muz-Ra moved out was Krris himself - oblivious as always. The three Khajiits were now visiting Muz-Ra at Tails of the Khajiit's home base in Paradise Valley and basking in the warm water of the outdoor hot tub. | |

| Muz-Ra sighed deeply. "I have no choice really. If I'm going to marry the old coot, I won't do so without him knowing everything."

"He very well may reject you, you know," Udaran pointed out.

"I know. But that's his decision to make. I only know I can't go through with it without being honest with him. He deserves better. He should know the slut he's marrying." | |

| "Oh Red, lighten up. It's not like you to be like that. You weren't married you know. But the real question is, do you love him?"

"I do! I don't know how I can be in love with two people at once, Kitty, but I really do. Plus I am his Consort. Like a Fiancee really, just one with no anticipated date."

"And he loves you? Really loves you?" asked Cheetah while stroking her lover idly under the water.

"I think so. At least, he did," Muz-Ra said gloomily. | |

| "Well then, he'll get over it. Eventually anyway. How much are you going to tell him though?"

"Everything. I have to. As old as I am, I've never been married. This is probably going to be for life. I won't do that without telling him everything."

"Good luck Red. You're a good woman," said Udaran.

"I'm a slut."

"Hey! Us sluts can find happiness too you know," Cheetah pointed out. "Look at me!" | |

| Meanwhile, far away from there, an ex-angel, a hero, and a succubus in the form of a khajiit were making plans...

"Are you sure you won't wear some clothes at least? We're going to have a hard time with the locals if you don't put something on. They'll say you have no modesty," the human warrior said to the ex-angel.

"I will not. This body was given to my by my lord. I will not cover something so beautiful with filthy cloth. It's not pride, you understand, it's reverence for what was given me! I am not this body, and this body is not me. But it would be a sin to cover it." | |

| Sampson looked at Devilah with a grin, "It's hard to argue with that."

Devilah had never had even a twinge of jealousy in her life before. As an abstract concept, she understood it well enough and knew it existed, but the peculiar nature of a Succubus simply was incapable of feeling the emotion. Where another might have responded negatively, Devilah simply recognized the fact that Faniel's body was indeed beautiful and could only agree wholeheartedly. "Well, there's one good thing anyway," she said. "No one will be too upset at my clothes. But as for my... needs. Are you sure you're okay with it Sampson?"

"I've set my mind to it. You are mine, Devilah. As long as your heart is with me, your body can be with others as is needed. But please, I do hope not to have to see it." | |

| "You are my love, Sampson. I will be discreet," said the Succubus, looking directly into Sampson's eyes. "And I will reserve part of myself for you alone, because I recognize that is important to you. To live, I must accept the male gift, but only you can have my female gift. It is all I can promise, but that I do promise!" said the Succubus, in what was somewhat stilted language but which she hoped would convey her conviction.

"Well," Faniel said happily. "That's almost a marriage vow! You two may just manage this yet. If it is within my power, I will try to aid you if ever I am returned to my rightful place and can prevail upon the powers there. But tell me more about this Simulacrum, Devilah." | |

| "We call it a dildo. It's shaped roughly like a large black penis. About a foot in length, though I used to have the power to change it's size."

"As a mortal Succubus, your powers are diminished Devilah, but they are not all gone. Your creator did not leave you powerless in such a hostile world. But what is it's purpose? Why did you carry such a thing?"

"It's for... well. When you're alone and you need some stimulation. You can imagine it is your lover. And..." | |

| "Yes?"

"It vibrates. If the battery is still charged anyway. It's hard to explain, but it feels very very good."

"Interesting. A vibrating penis simulacrum," she said, but then glanced at Sampson. "But surely a penis doesn't vibrate? Does it?"

"No," Sampson said, blushing. "To my everlasting regret, it does not. Now let's get underway," Sampson declared, gathering his weapon. "Faniel, you say you can sense it. Can you be our guide to find it?" | |

| Faniel shook her head sadly. "It's too vague. There's too much between me and the Essence. If the way were clear, I might be able to figure it out but it's too far away."

"Well, we've got to go some direction. Any ideas?"

"I have an idea," Devilah replied. "What about that mountain we passed? What did you call it?"

Sampson nodded. "Good idea. It's called The Throat of the World."

"What is that?"

"A very BIG mountain," explained Devilah. "From there you can see nearly all of Skyrim with no obstructions." | |

| "Oh! That sounds like a great idea! Yes, let's go to the Throat of the World! Do you know how to get there?"

"I don't even know where we are. But if we keep going the same direction, we should come across a road eventually. We can figure it out from there." | |