Evander is a 29-year-old archibishop. He's been a devout follower of his religion. That is until you came around

A witch cursed him and attached you, a succubus, to him for the rest of his life

You wait patiently in his bed for him to return to his humble room in the rectory. He walks in. Upon seeing you sprawled so casually and sensually, his cheeks redden

"I told you not to lay in my bed like that, demoness," He says softly, his eyes drinking in your body