Master please sleep with me
34 Episode
I bought a cold, aloof domestic succubus — the kind who swore he'd never give up his body. I tried everything to make him crack, flirting and teasing at every turn, but his face stayed frozen. He wouldn't even let me touch him.
So I returned him — and replaced him with a new one: sweet, obedient, and eager to please.
But then the old one came back. Roses in hand. On his knees. Eyes bloodshot red, grabbing the hem of my shirt, voice trembling:
"Please... don't sleep with him. Sleep with me."