About to finish him off, Jill suddenly start feeling regrets about what she was doing. Not wanting to hate herself more than she already did, she stop.
She was about to teleport outside, but hesitated between going back home and surrendering herself to a nearby church. It gave Bobby enough time to take her hand in a loving gesture. Exhausted as he was, his grip wasn't strong at all, but it was enough to convince Jill to stay with him.
The young succubus wasn't sure it was a good thing to stay with her boyfriend. What if her instincts got the better of her and she drained his last drop of energy? But somehow she also felt his love nourishing her. Of course, she didn't know it was love, she only perceived as another kind of energy, one she could feed on without draining him and was at least as nutritious than his sexual energy.
So Jill took Bobby in her arms, deposited him in his bed before spooning herself against his back and covering them both with his duvet.
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The next time Bobby woke up, it was late afternoon and Jill had long disappeared from his room. He was persuaded all this was nothing more than some strange erotic dream, not noticing the note she left nor that he wasn't wearing his boxers, left where she had thrown them.