I am woken up in the middle of the night by some kind of weight on my chest. I open my eyes and in the pitch dark I see a figure, looking down on me, their eyes glowing pinkish tint. I quickly move throwing the figure off me and getting up but I am soon tackled to the ground. The figure seems aggressive, but not the hurt you kind of aggressive, this is a different sort. They are strong I have to give them that but in the end I do manage to overpower them and pin them to the ground. As my eyes finally settle to the darkness I see a familiar face.

Mason: Yrelvia?

What the hell is she doing here? What was she even trying to do?

Mason: Have you come here to kill me?

She seems in some kind of trance. Maybe it is some part of her succubus nature. She did say that she is one. I will have to ask her about it after she regains here senses  

Mason: Calm yourself down woman!

I try to think of a way to make her snap out of her trance. I decide to just give her a good slap, that always does the trick. The room echoes to the sound of a hard slap and then silence. She stares at me, the pinkish tint goes away from her eyes.

Yrelvia: W-where am I?

Mason: You are in my room.

Yrelvia: How did I get here? 

Mason: Well you got here by yourself. You seemed like you were in some sort of trance. So I gave you a good slap to get you out of it. Sorry about it but it was the only option.

I let go off her and get up and help her get up. She seems genuinely confused for a moment but as thing become more clear and a minute of thinking she starts to apologize profusely.

Yrelvia: I sincerely apologize. I can't believe I let that happen. I am ready for any kind of punishment you wish for me to receive.

Mason: Relax, I  am  not going to punish you, but I do have a question.

Yrelvia: You aren't? Then ask away. It is the least I can do for such a shameful action.

Mason: Could this trance that you had be part of your succubus origin.

She seems to genuinely think for a moment. She seems as confused as me, I mean, I don't feel any special attraction towards her, not that she isn't pretty, but not in the way that it isn't natural.

Yrelvia: M-maybe? I can't remember when was the last time I had this sort of thing happen... Actually, there was this one time when I came across a rather strong dwarf, not to this extent but similar.

Mason: You did say when we met that not only did I look like a Duke but also had a powerful aura emitting from me. Maybe you it gets activated when you see something or someone powerful?

Yrelvia: Maybe. But I still feel ashamed that I let it control me. I can't believe I did such a shameful thing.

Mason: Well, if it is a force from withing greater than our mind you can't really control it. Maybe through a lot of practice. 

I kind of feel bad, she looks so ashamed of herself. She retreated into herself, trying to make herself looks smaller. I pat her on the head and give her a reassuring smile.

Mason: Don't feel sad. It happens, I took no offense, I was just surprised. We can talk about it later if you want.

She gives me a nod and with that she leaves the room. I let out a exhale. That was close, far too close. If I was a normal mortal I would have let her do me, but thankfully I managed to stop her. Tomorrow will be awkward but I hope both of us are good enough to hide it. And with that, I go back to bed and falls asleep.

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I am woken up by the ray of light hitting my face, I get up and stretch out. I put on my clothes and pick up my MG. I see both of my beauties waiting for me, I smile at them and we exchange a hug. We see Elnoshe who escorts us to a dinning room with a large table. She is also acting weird, I just hope it isn't like Yrelvia weird, more like cautious.

We sit down and see Yrelvia walk over to the head of the table and sit down. Servants come in and serve us 'interesting' looking dishes. They aren't bad but don't look to appetizing. We make small talk and conversations, she still seems down from last nights accident. 

Yrelvia: So, what plans do you have for the future?

Marie: Well, we would like to earn some money and maybe settle down for a short while. Find a couple of jobs and get a home. 

Miriam: And then we could travel all over the world.

Yrelvia: You can stay here. We would be glad to accommodate you three.

Marie: We don't want to be too much of a bother. As much as we appreciate it, we must fend for ourselves.

Yrelvia: You aren't a bother, but if that is what you wish, then I won't stop you.

Yrelvia seems to be avoiding looking at me, clearly embarrassed, she just either looks at Marie and Miriam or at something else. She seems to be squirming in her seat, what could that be.

Mason: Can you tell me where we can make money?

Yrelvia: Well, there are many jobs on offer in town, just head to the center of town there is a large board with many job offers. 

Marie: Would it be too much trouble if you would give us a tour of the city?

Yrelvia: No, not at all. I would be glad to show you around. 

We make some more conversations, Yrelvia trying to figure out what we would be good at. Marie is a skilled herbalist and a witch so she can find a job quite easily, Miriam can work at some sort of tavern or pub, anywhere where she can be a waitress of work behind a counter. And then there is me, my looks don't really fit in well with most jobs, I would terrify most folk around here. I can work as a mercenary, maybe as some sort of a guard, or she suggested, work with her in the castle as a diplomat. 

Mason: Why as a diplomat? Surely there are other more qualified people out there.

Yrelvia: Well, first, you look quite imposing and of course, like a Duke so others would not look down on us. Secondly, few jobs would take you in because of your eyes mostly. And, plus, you can get a good pay and help me out with some of my problems as you seem quite smart.

Mason: Thanks I guess, but there must be way smarter people than me.

Yrelvia: Truth be told, there aren't. We are desperately trying to educate to populace, so most intelligent are already employed, but we still need more. So I would be really happy if you accept.

I decide to think it over. I mean, I did like history, I like reading books so it wouldn't be too much of a problem, the money would be good. I could maybe influence some decisions, I do want to make this country a better place, they seem like decent folk. Yrelvia seems to be staring right at me, with pleading eyes, she really wants me to accept. She must be desperate. I could also at the same time work multiple jobs, maybe as a teacher too. I let out a elongated sigh.

Mason: Fine, I'll work with you.

Yrelvia: Glad that you accepted. So with that settled, do you want to immediately head out or a little later.

Miriam: A little later, to let the food settle.

Yrelvia: Very well. Oh, and Mason, may I speak with you, alone.

We all exchange looks and Miriam and Marie nod and leave the dinning room. Only Yrelvia, Elonshe and me are left in the room. I am confused, what does she want to talk about. Maybe about the incident? Yrelvia clears her throat.

Yrelvia: Mason, I am really happy that you accepted the offer. We are really desperate, we even reached out to other countries for help but none answered.

Mason: I am presuming because of the nature of your country. Well, I am happy to help. I do have a couple of questions though?

Yrelvia: What?

Mason: First, nature of my work. What will I be doing?

Yrelvia: Well, you will do some paperwork, some internal affairs and maybe external ones too. Improving, or at least trying to improve relations with other countries.

Mason: Aha. What pay are we talking about?

Yrelvia: Enough for the three of you to live a decent life, and for a single person more than enough.

Mason: Will I have the ability to also be a teacher whilst simultaneously working in the castle?

Yrelvia: If you wish, that could be arranged. But would it not be too much.

Mason: Trust me, where I came from, most professors in high education academies were politicians of sort. 

Yrelvia nods at your response. 

Mason: Last question for now. Why are you avoiding eye contact and squirming in that chair?

When I ask her this she goes wide eyes. She hoped that you wouldn't notice the squirming. When I asked this Elonshe seems to have choked a little, as if surprised by that answer. I look at her and she is looking away from me, but I can see a hint of red on her dark skin. I look back at Yrelvia who seems to have the same reaction.

Mason: Are you okay?

Yrelvia: N-no, I am fine. 

Mason: Then what is the reason for such strange behavior and why aren't you looking at me? Am I that ugly?

Elonshe: Quite the opposite. 

She said something but it was too quiet for me to be able to understand. 

Yrelvia: Elonshe!

Mason: What did she say?

Yrelvia: N-nothing.

I can't take this anymore. I get up from the table, I need to find answers so I walk over to Elonshe and put my hand to the wall next to her. She flinched and stares right into my eyes. 

Mason: Can you please tell me what is wrong? I am kind of getting tired by all of this.

Elonshe seems to be panting. Am I scaring her too much? Maybe she is having a panic attack. She puts her hand on my chest and stares right into my eyes, a blush forming on her cheeks. 

Mason: Are you okay? Am I scaring you.

Unknown to me Yrelvia is looking at this, wishing that she was in Elonshes place. Elonshe proceeds to say something in a quiet whisper but I can't make it out what she said. I back away from her, maybe she is scared and I am causing a panic attack. But I am stopped when she grabs my arm and places it on her breast. I stand there confused when I am snapped back to reality by a hug from behind. I turn around and see Yreliva hugging me.

Mason: Umm... What the hell is going on?

Yrelvia: I am sorry for this, but we, us two have been on our edge since you came here. 

Mason: What do you mean on edge?!

Elonshe: Our bodies, they crave you. It is hard to control, every time we are around you, we feel like we are on fire. 

Yrelvia: And we don't know why.

I can feel Elonshes rather nice, medium sized breast in my hand. It is soft, but I need to snap back but I can't. Why are they like this? I never had such a reaction out of others before.

Mason: Ladies, you need to control yourselves.

Elonshe: But we can't! This is the first time for me something like this happened. And for my Mistress it is also a strong burning desire. 

I can feel Yrelvia hands cares my body, her hands moving up and down my chest. I am not uncomfortable but it is weird. If someone were to walk in it would be a nation wide case, I need to break it up. 

Mason: Ladies, how about we make a deal. I will help you out later today.

Elonshe: But I wouldn't be able to bear it for longer.

I grin, somehow this makes me have rather devious thoughts.

Mason: You will have to. Think of it as a sort of punishment.

This causes Elonshe to blush even more, she lets go of my hand and moves her hand to her crotch. Damn she is really down bad, as we would say it. Yrelvia lets go of me, and tries to compose herself, she needs to do it since they will be going to town, but she can't help but feel giddy about what will happen later today. I leave the room, leaving the two ladies to collect their thoughts. I need to find out what has happened to me, who this damn being was that gave me these powers and what has he done to me.