Yep.

It's another demoness.

In some places, seeing an extraplanar entity is a rare and spectacular event, not to mention terrifying. Entire religious orders are established with the sole purpose of hunting down and eliminating even the hint of unholy intrusion into their worlds. But not this wasteland of carnal delight; here, the succubus is the basic frame upon which all others are judged and compared - not even the Abyss itself can claim that, which is fairly silly when you really think about it.

At least she's not really a succubus. That scores her points, right? Oh she's got the wings and the tail, her chest heaves and her armoured skirt is almost certainly hiding a surprise, but she's built on a significantly more.. warlike scale. This is the breed of succubus slut that gets called out when seduction isn't going to cut it, when cracking skulls is the goal rather than cracking sly, enticing smirks. If a succubus is a demon who fucks you, this one fucks you up.

She stands exactly two metres tall at rest, though it's difficult to tell with digitigrade legs at the best of times. Her fleshy kin might occasionally tend towards cuter, softer animal traits depending on their particular breed, but this bitch has the soul of a jackal and powerfully muscled legs to match - perfect for spending hours, if not days, running down her prey. The fur is short and sleek, with the colour of dried blood, though it's difficult to tell if that's natural, or if she's just waded through so much gore it's become permanent. Hanging from waist to thigh is a short, armoured skirt; triple layers of chain protect her vital nethers without sacrificing mobility, and the unchivalrous assailant would find a hard, steel barrier guarding her groin.

Her chest bears a pair of tits - too full and pert to sully the mortal concept of breasts with - that are held captive in a tight sling of silk, keeping their weight from shifting while giving the steel armour something to attach to. Chains hang down, rattling and jingling with every motion, a constant distraction in combat, as if to make up for the infrequent bouncing of her rack. Coils of steel cable are wrapped around her biceps, muscles straining against them; one can't seem to divine any purpose beyond aesthetics, but even the most murderous of succubi needs to feel pretty, right? Heavy metal gauntlets adorn her forearms and hands, inscribed with demonic runes and wards of protection.

Spreading out from her back are a pair of voluminous batwings, blood red like the rest of her bared flesh and easily capable of supporting her considerable mass in flight, especially with unholy magic lending her lift. Further balance is offered by the long, heavily muscled tail; her softer sisters might carry a cute spade, but the tip of hers is a cruelly barbed arrowhead, promising vicious lacerations to whatever the bladed edges touch.

Her throat is adorned with a leather band, dark like oiled shadows, and clasped with steel. Like the cabling, it seems to carry little practical use, beyond catching one's eye as their gaze slowly moves upwards. Her face is soft and angular at the same moment, a strange juxtaposition to say the least. Her lips are painted a deep violet, the kind of colour you'd expect to see on a particularly nasty bruise, and her eyes are featureless expanses of crimson light, offering no hint of depth or the direction of her focus. Ashen hair frames the face, hanging in loose waves that are just long enough to accent her features without becoming a nuisance in combat. Horns curve smoothly backwards from her temples, protecting the sides of her head from attack and finishing in wicked points.



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I'm gonna be honest here, I'm not a fan of the light system. It makes perfect sense, but it's just.. boring. Khaxi is a creature of domination and oppression, violence and control. Sex is a tool to exert that control on others for her. This would be absurdly unhealthy, but hey, everything's made up and the points don't matter so unhealthy is the name of the game. Or at least a viable name, amongst so many others. She, and I, are mostly interested in females, and there's not going to be too many reds outside of that. It's not to say she's gonna be ravaging everything in sight, she's hardly stupid enough to break the local laws if she figures there's a chance she can get caught doing so, but it wouldn't be hard to engineer such a situation.

I don't mind tells, and while I prefer organically unfolding roleplaying, I also don't mind a bit of planning and structure ahead of time. In the end, like any good, sensible Dominant, the goal is to fulfill the sub's fantasies. Your interests and lights matter more than mine. Here she is, have at her!