"Hm." Asmodeus nodded while holding his chin. "I see."
The Incubus had spared no details, explaining many things, including female anatomy, the activities that lust is supposed to induce, positions, and more.
"That makes sense, I suppose." Asmodeus ended up shrugging.
He currently couldn’t really feel the desire to do any of the things that the Incubus had described, though Asmodeus was certainly curious about certain things, especially female anatomy. Female bodies in general intrigued him, as he had already noticed with Syndra.
"Now, tell me about your King."
"O-Our King?"
"Your King." Asmodeus corrected with critical eyes.
"I-I’m just a lowly Soldier," The Incubus said with a gulp, lowering its gaze to the ground. "I do not know anything about the King’s whereabouts." The Incubus was shaking.
"Tell me something useful. Now." Asmodeus’s grip tightened around the whip, and it started catching fire.
"U-Us Soldiers stay in the back!" The Incubus relaxed. "The Generals and Commanders are in the front. They open the way for the King, as uh... Scouts, or something, you could say." The flames had died out before reaching him. "The King stays in the middle, while we soldiers remain at the back."
"Why would the Soldiers be in the back?"
"Our job is to deal with... To deal... With Succubi that might have hidden or escaped." The word Succubi was whispered noticeably softer. "I-I really do not know any more than this, I swear!"
After a silent moment, the Incubus dared raise its gaze, but once it met Asmodeus’s shining, purple eyes,
"I swear! I swear I am telling the truth! If we knew you were there, we never would have-"
"Shhh." Asmodeus lay a hand on his Pet’s head. "It’s alright. You have been very informative."
"T-Thank..." The Incubus stuttered. "Thank you..." The fear and shame brought tears to its eyes, but it couldn’t do a thing.
Asmodeus stared at the Pet for a bit before nodding and looking around.
It was his first time in the room, but there must be something appropriate.
’Saphyra explained that Humans give their Pets treats so they learn to behave well.’ Asmodeus thought.
He peeked at the table at his side, but only found a kitchen knife.
High up on one of the bookshelf’s upper shelves rested the remaining half of an apple.
Asmodeus couldn’t reach the apple without jumping.
"Here."
"W-What?" The Incubus gulped, trying its best to hold back its tears. "Why are you... Handing me a knife?"
"It’s a treat," Asmodeus explained, bringing the treat closer to the Pet’s mouth. "Eat."
"Wha-"
"Eat it," Asmodeus ordered and, once again, the Incubus felt that mortifying aura emanating from the child’s terrifying eyes. "Now."
"I..." Tears ran down the Incubus’ expressionless face as it opened its mouth wide.
"Go on." Asmodeus encouraged.
The Pet enjoyed the treat, despite the cuts in its lips, mouth, and tongue.
The Incubus’s entire body was trembling and in pain.
"Don’t waste any of it," Asmodeus warned. "And don’t dirty the floor with your filthy fluids."
The Incubus quickly slurped the drop of blood trailing down his lips.
"Good boy." Asmodeus smiled and caressed his Pet’s cheek after the treat was enjoyed in full.
The shaking Incubus, whose tears spilled endlessly, pathetically pushed against Asmodeus’s hand in complete submission like a purring cat.
A knock echoed at the door.
"Syndra," Asmodeus noted. "Stay." He ordered and started walking towards the door, before stopping. "What you explained to me earlier." Asmodeus turned around halfway, and the Incubus’s heart almost stopped beating. "It reminded me of other things you said."
He started walking back towards his Pet, who had inadvertently started wetting itself.
"When we were outside, you talked at length about what your King would do to the Queen," Asmodeus said. "To Nyl."
The Incubus bit on its lip.
"The things you said he would do... Yes, they are exactly what you have explained to me, aren’t they? Lustful things." Asmodeus loomed over his Pet. "I couldn’t understand those words earlier, but remembering them now, I understand." He nodded. "What’s more, thinking about it, about your King and Nyl... It’s making me... Something is rising inside me." Asmodeus said as he laid a hand on his stomach. "What is it?"
The Incubus gulped.
"Jealousy..." It whispered. "Or anger."
"Hm." Asmodeus slowly nodded.
They were concepts he was aware of, but now that he felt them, his understanding of them deepened immensely.
"I see." Asmodeus pulled on the whip, which was undone from around the Incubus’s neck. "You’ve been..." His hand swiftly replaced the leash. "A good Pet."
The Incubus’ lips parted, but the energy to scream out was drained from him before the command could reach his throat.
"I’m coming in!" Syndra shouted as she pushed the door open, tired of waiting. "Ready to go?"
Asmodeus slowly turned around before giving a nod.
In long, enthusiastic steps, he walked past her and out of the room.
’Hm?’ Syndra looked from left to right.’ What did he do with the...?’ She shrugged it off a moment later. ’Doesn’t matter, I guess.’
Syndra closed the door behind her and joined Asmodeus’s side.
"Malika isn’t here, but we can see Naima," She said.
"I’d like that." He nodded.
"Wouldn’t you rather go take a nap or something?" Syndra muttered while scratching her head. "It’s been a long day, no?"
"Yes." Asmodeus smiled. "It’s been a long..." He stared dead ahead. "And informative day."
Syndra raised an eyebrow.
"But no." He shook his head. "I don’t want to take a nap. I want to meet another sister of mine."
"Huh..." Syndra stared suspiciously. "You seem in a good mood."
"You can tell?" Asmodeus grinned. "I got acquainted with a couple of concepts. Including revenge, which I got my first taste of."
"Oh. Uh... I see... Congrats?"