Tangled In Temptation

"Argh!" Aezarah cries out in agony as I slam her forcefully into the unforgiving ground.

Her breathing becomes ragged, and her heart races as she lies there, utterly helpless.

"System, activate Virile Aroma."

"Got it!"

The sudden sensation surges through my body, as if something peculiar is seeping out of my pores. Gradually, a peculiar fragrance fills the room, wafting around in the air.

The scent isn't unpleasant at all; it carries a strong musky aroma with a hint of mint.

"Iyaaaaan~" Aezarah moans.

Her once-pale face now flushes a bright crimson, while beads of sweat trickle down her forehead, despite the coolness of the room.

"Do you want me to touch you?" I tease, towering over her.

"Get the fuck away from me!" Aezarah retorts, menacingly baring her fangs. Yet, her almost teary eyes betray the undeniable desire of this alluring, mature succubus.