I came to the castle as a child, and I knew of their dangers well before I attracted any attention from them. In that interim between when they took notice and when I could repel them, I was careful not to let them collect my seed. That meant satisfying them in other ways.

[Hector has...if not fond, then certainly intense...memories of rutting between thighs or breasts, and so much time kneeling with his head buried between a writhing succubus’s legs.

He thinks it was a mixture of fearing retaliation from Dracula if they truly impaired his favored young student and the pure novelty of his solution that has led the demons to humor him and not force-feed from him.

Hector’s rather amused to hear that they’d spoken so highly of him, even if Isaac does offer that fact in mockery. He snorts, and follows the line of Isaac’s leg so he can scrub above his knees.]

Did you solicit that particular piece of gossip, or did they offer it freely?