Dungeon Master and his Succubus

Leonhardt stood atop a small spire, gazing down at the mountain path. The moment Leonhardt heard her voice, something flicked in his mind. A metaphorical switch that he only understood after sleeping with Asuka and learning more about carnal relations.

'Did you miss me, that much?' 

So he pushed his luck and teased her.

Leon couldn't deny that Zafira was a special existence to him.

He couldn't pinpoint when it happened. Maybe from the moment he met Zafira or when she started to accept him as a dungeon master. 

However, she didn't respond.

Instead, there was a muffled sound on the other side, and almost a minute passed before a slightly hoarse and dry voice responded.

[◊ Dungeon Master, you finally contacted me! ◊]

A slightly accusatory tone slipped from her mouth, but Leonhardt didn't mind. He understood that sometimes Zafira could be strict.