“Oh, on that note. I’ve had an offer to visit the little mortals in their quaint little plain. What say you about that, Master–? I think they’d be quite taken with me, no?”

“A lot to glean from words that never left my lips, Master. Of course I require permission to leave the House without you…why do you think I’m always here?” His brows rise, puzzled. “You make all my appointments for guests. I only bed who you tell me to.”

…his Master is rather cute when he’s jealous.

For the most part, yes. He’s contracted to serve and please his master, which includes following orders and requesting permission. The reason for Haarlep’s ire towards him most of the time…

In truth, it wasn’t Raphael’s fault…but his father. Mephistopheles sent the Incubus over as a gift, meant to distract and spy on his son. Incubi are more rare than the succubi…so he makes as a pretty, exotic pet at best. A bed warmer at worst. He’s only mildly bitter about it.

What’s better than the devil you know? The incubus who can give you the version of the devil you dream about but doesn’t actually exist. That’s what.

A pause. Haarlep’s irreverent little smirk, a mask at best, falters at the devil’s words. Would Raphael do that to him? Starve him? His Master was a busy man and wasn’t always around, after all. He catches himself quickly. “…of course, Master. Thank you.”

“Oh, everything about us is meant to draw people in. Between our looks, our aura and energy, our saliva and blood…it can certainly cause a part in curiosity.” Haarlep smooths down the silk he’s dressed in today, the soft robe for comfort more than seduction.

“To an extent, perhaps. Part of the reason succubi and incubi feed is the emptiness we experience. Most simply pretend to have emotions to mirror those around them.” Haarlep’s smile is mischievous as he shrugs a shoulder. “We’re just pretty parasites, made to corrupt.”

|| Woke up to what seems to be more drama on the timeline. I don’t know what it was about originally but please act your ages. We SHOULD all be adults here. Please learn to differentiate between fiction and reality and if someone posts something triggering/upsetting to you, –