He ran her ragged for hours, ending up with her unconscious yet again. Weeks passed, and Sapphira was fretting again. Her initiation rite was coming up.
Idri was on his bed relaxing, not really aware of any such rite or things succubi did. It was just him and Sapphira in his mind. Nothing else mattered but her.
He lifted his head. The Lilim? Elder Succubi? He hadn't had a Lilim before. He scared them. He stood and rumbled softly, sensing her distress and gently nuzzling her.
"It is not. But you are not a typical Succubus. You managed to tame the most lethal hellbeast in the whole expanse of Hell, one that has killed many of your sisters. And to top it off, it is your lover." She said. Idri didn't seem to like the use of "it" in addressing him.