"Sounds, uh, nice..." she muttered, still blushing and facing her desk, desperately wishing a hole would open in the floor and swallow her for a few hours or so.  Naturally, however, the floor stubbornly remained solid and hole-less.  She sighed as she tried to focus on her work again, which proved very difficult as two very warm and smooth arms suddenly encircled her and turned her to be face-to-face with Nefas, who was standing [i]very[/i] close to her right now.  She felt her heart hammering in her chest, and she couldn't tell if it was fear, or... something else.

"You... think so?" she asked, still blushing terribly.  Sarah had always been teased as a child about how she looked, and although she now knew logically that it had just been simple teasing, she was still very insecure about her appearance.  "Um, thanks, I guess...  You, uh, you look really pretty yourself."  At this point, her mouth felt like it was moving without any conscious thought from her, but being told by a demoness that one would make a good Succubus was... not something she was used to, to put it lightly.  So, she was responding in the only way she knew how: babbling nervously like an idiot and hoping she didn't make a fool of herself.  "I've... never actually [i]met[/i] a Succubus, so I... guess I'll just have to take your word for it.  Eheheheh..."

Wow, she was getting hot.  Was all that coming from Nefas?  Somehow, she kind of didn't think so.