The more she taunted him, the more he wanted to slip away and hide somewhere where no one, not even she could find him. He knew exactly what she was doing, and he hated that he couldn't counter her. They had been together so long, and he still hadn't figured out her weakness. 

Her offer of privacy was a double-edge sword, and she knew it. In public, she would only go so far, but he would have to suffer embarrassment. In private, he'd suffer debatably less embarrassment, but his mate would not hold back. This was why he had been avoiding close-quarter, intimate situations for a few weeks now. He was always romance-adverse, and despite their mutual understanding, it was always something that terrified him on a deep level. 

[color=#FFE58F]"Ah..."[/color]

Now biting his lip, he was searching around for an escape route. Answering the succubus meant that she won, and he wasn't about to give in yet.