Succubi and Inccubi are both originally demons under the service of Mamphet, however after a deal made between the succubus Queen and Asmodeus they now work as devils.

Both fiends fill the same role, seducer, manipulator and schemer. They play upon your desires to make you a tool for their games and then collect your soul and essence to strengthen themselves. In combat both creatures rely on their ability to flee and manipulate minds to survive but it is their compelling kiss and draining touches out of combat that are the true danger.

The few Succubi and Inccubi who are still members of the demonic hoard are much more likely to have their calls of aid answered by their stronger kin as their rarity makes the owed favor far more valuable than they used to be. – Common Monsters

Adrian

As I finish cooking more pasta and some rice as it is most of what is still usable in the cupboards, my brothers and the trio wander into the dining room.

It must be a Saturday or Sunday since mom is still asleep after dawn. I've lost track of the date, it is not that important without civilization running properly.

While it is not breakfast food and certainly not the best meal I ever prepared there are no complaints from my brothers. I think K gave me a look for a second, this is the first meal I’ve given her that didn’t have any meat. She asks me a question while serving herself some of the rice pasta and sauce.

Kythia

My mate seems troubled this morning, he also did not sleep with any of us last night like normal. I sit down at the table his family uses for eating, I can tell from how it smells and the stains of food that give it faint scents. The food given does not have meat, I am sad at first but there is no way my mate could have continued indefinitely with the seasoned meats.

My mate’s kin are strange. His mother is weak, she would not have survived the first changing if she were born to my pack. She does not seem to have any skill or power, why is she a Ravnos? If it were not for how she clearly is the mother of my mate I would not have backed down from her challenge last night.

His brothers smell wrong, of decay but not of the body. They are Ravnos but something is wrong with them; they smell like stagnant diseased water if water were people. They are unnatural, and I think Moonlight Runner is refusing to acknowledge their presence.

I take some of the food offered by my mate, maybe he wants me to bring him meat too? Too bad I cannot smell any wild thing suitable for eating nearby. Maybe further out of this massive city. My mate did talk earlier about moving towards another place.

“You wanted to talk about something?”

I ask my mate in elvish, as I want to have as little interaction with whatever unnatural things my mate thinks are his brothers. They are his kin, but something is off, the bodies are of his mother but the smell is being overridden by something else.

“Yes, it may sound weird but there was actually two things. I want to know how you all see your relationship with me. I also wanted to ask you Kythia if you could teach me to fight better, I am too weak.”

The first of his desires confused me, we are mates. Does he not remember dominating me each time we mate? Only after mounting me and the others does he let me take charge. He is the alpha in our paring, and the leader of our pack.

The second inquiry I am delighted by, that is until he calls himself weak. He killed what I think was a named demon yesterday. A mortal who gave themselves over to a fiend. Hundreds if not thousands of soldiers are generally needed to take down one of those.

“You are not weak, you are stronger than anyone else here.”

My mate shakes his head.

“No, I am weak. We all nearly died yesterday. I do not have the power needed to protect, you saw how injured I was. Another hit from that demon and I would have died. My mother lost a limb, Bryan was disemboweled, and all three of you had deep cuts and bites ripped out of you.

I am weak, I have strength but no idea how to use it. I have magic but lack to knowledge to properly apply it. The only fight I won rather than survive was the one against Talphith. I need to be stronger.”

I frown, my mate is strong how can he not see it. With just his magic he could defeat me and the elven sisters. And what does he mean lack of knowledge, he knows more of magecraft than me without even casting his spells with mana.

I am about to open my mouth to correct my mate’s judgment of himself when I notice the grin on Talia’s face. This must be some of that humility crap ‘civilized' people go on about.

It does not smell like Adrian is secretly proud of himself. He smells like he thinks he failed, but I could be wrong. His smells are weird, he always smells like he wants to mate but almost never actually tries to. Maybe all of his scents are just really similar. . .

“I’ll help you get better but you are already strong.”

“I am nothing without my magic.”

This humility does not make sense to me. How is a female supposed to know if a male is a suitable mate if he does not show off his skills? How can I have pride in a mate who debases himself?

Who a male is matters more than what they have. There were men who were physically bigger than my mate but I fought against their advances. I was not impressed by their actions. I want my mate because he showed me that he was strong and gave me respect. He treats me well and cares about me.

I do however, notice a thirst for strength I noticed in some of the somewhat weaker but better males in the pack. Males whose pride was paired with temperance. They often overtook the males who were only proud and did not strive to get even better.

I do not like how my mate is currently acting, but maybe it will drive him to get even stronger. . . I shiver in anticipation of him mounting me after showing off whatever strength it would take him to consider himself strong.

Maybe I should get stronger instead, and be the one to mount him. . . No, the most satisfying sex we have had was when he nipped at my ear to assert himself. Ridding him has been less enjoyable than being ridden, I like him leading more. . .

I feel Talia touch me, rousing me from my sidetracked mind. My mate wanted something, did the elven girls already talk about how they love my mate? It is apparently my turn to say something.

“You are my mate and alpha.”

“And what does that mean?”

My mate is being strange, it means exactly what I have been doing. Do I have to state the obvious?

“It means I follow you and we protect our pack. We mate for both pleasure and to later bring pups to our pack.”

My mate seems confused at just what that means, he is smart but I think I was his first female friend. My mate is weird and inexperienced in this. His pack must not have taught him these things, the people of Terra are different.

Adrian

My brothers frown as they try to listen in on the conversation between the trio and me. They do not know elven and I would actually like to keep it that way, or at least know a language shared by the trio that my family does not. To be able to tell them something without everyone knowing what was said.

K is strangely absent minded after telling me I am strong. I do not agree, I am weak I do not have the power to do more than barely survive.

The twins’ explanation of our relationship as lovers seemed much like the name translates except it is permanent until both sides release the other, that and that once they become pregnant then we are considered married. It seems to be a weird mix between namorar in Portuguese and a twisted engagement test for fertility.

I was not wrong in what I thought our relationship was, there is just more to it than I thought. Some weird stuff that I am not really comfortable with. I’m not going to stop what I am already doing with them but I don’t want to be a father yet and I am too weak to really be what they expect from me right now.

At least the relationship with K while weird is straight forward. I am her mate and alpha. We have sex, and as her alpha we work together to care for our pack. They seem to be separate things though. The sex and working together for what I would call a family are not connected other than both must be within the same pack.

I can understand what she sees me as even if I do not understand why it is that way or how she sees me in such a light. I don’t fully understand what the twins said, like always K is more helpful.

After a few minutes, Abagail helps Bryan to the table as I clear the plates for the six of us that were already here. The table lacks the space for so many to eat at once even if we can all fit in the room.

K follows me outside after I drop the dishes off at the sink. We spar and my weakness of my lack of martial skill becomes clearly apparent to the few that are watching.

She has little knowledge of the spear, and the twins have just as little. As we only have the one sword I could not practice with it in our spar so it ended up being unarmed combat.

I repeatedly get my ass handed to me. I think K is better unarmed than with her sword. I do not get why she uses it aside from that it is sharp and has more reach when she is so good unarmed.

It all went well until my mom woke up around two hours into K teaching me.

K throws me after breaking my wrist and I hear my mother screaming as she runs over. I snap my wrist back into place and force it to be healed as I move between the two.

“Get out of the way, I won’t let her hurt you anymore.”

K starts growling, I’ve seen he do that before during a fight and it does not go well on the receiving end.

“No, stop mom. I asked her to teach me to fight.”

K takes a step forward and her growl gets louder.

“Kythia stop it, please don’t get into a fight with my mom.”

“She keeps starting one. You may be the alpha male but I am the alpha female. You choose where we go and who we fight, but I handle domestic affairs within the pack. Your mom has no strength and she keeps challenging me and challenging your decisions.”

“I’m his mother, he is young and it’s my job to protect him! I saw you brutalizing my son!”

“You are too weak to protect anything, and if Adrian would use magic he would defeat me without breaking a sweat.”

I grab K from behind, accelerating time around me, making sure to grab her breasts and pull her back from my mom. I am not sure why but she gets really submissive when I do anything sexual to her.

My mom does not notice anything off by what I did other than that K clearly just submitted to me.

“She didn’t do anything wrong mom. She only was helping me like I asked.”

“You asked to get thrown around?”

“I’m being taught to fight, just like I asked. I think we are done for today though, and I wanted to talk to you, Frank and Anthony about leaving town.”

That I want to pull mom away from K before she 'challenges' her again is just a part of why to do it now.

“What? Why would we leave?”

I smile as she is currently distracted from her dislike of K. I don’t get why they don’t get along, K gets along fine with everyone else and the twins don’t seem to be on mom’s bad list. So why K?

“How about we go inside and sit down, it may take a while to explain.”

Soon enough we are all sitting in the living room, I sit in a single chair to avoid one of the trio cuddling up as we speak. I need to not be distracted right now. My brothers and mother are on one couch while the trio take the other. The piano bench now has Bryan and Abagail.