She was losing her mind, climaxing again and again, without rest. She knew she couldn't withstand much more of this. She focused all of the magic she knew into one spell, waited for the right moment, and cast it. It took the form of an iron band covered in runes, and they flashed bright as they worked to calm him.
He roared and snarled, tearing away from her to try and pry it off his eyes. The runes flashed a few moments longer before they dulled and he calmed. He sat on his haunches, head down, breathing slowly. He was tamed.
Idri. Idri. Idri. What was his name before? He didn't remember. Couldn't remember. He liked this new name though. It sounded powerful, like he was. Did this mean she owned him now? How odd. He hasn't been owned before.
He skidded to a halt when Idri growled louder and he glared, "What are you doing, are you insane? That thing will kill you!" He snapped. Thing? Kill? No, he was loyal to Sapphira, he couldn't hurt her even if he wanted to. What was this idiot Pride demon thinking?
"We've been trying to kill that thing for centuries! Eons, even! And you're telling me that that dingy fucking bangle you have over his eyes is going to keep him tame?" He sneered. Idri didn't like how this demon spoke to her. His claws sunk into the rock and he snarled again.
"Not really." He huffed, "Your rune magic is spotty at best, it's a wonder he hasn't exerted his will and broken it. He's an ancient, Sapphira. He's unpredictable."
He opened and closed his mouth like a gasping fish before scowling, "He's too dangerous to be kept as a pet. He needs to be put down." He said. Idri was getting really annoyed with what he was saying. He didn't need to be put down, he hadn't done anything wrong. It wasn't his fault those other succubi were too weak to survive breeding with him.