Chapter 6 - Chilly Succubus
---(For those who don't know what a succubus is, it's a type of demon, mostly taking the form of a woman, who lives off of sex. They wear ''slutty or whorish'' clothes to lure men in for their own desires. Succubus, unlike humans, can't get STD's like AIDS or HIV. Morrigan and Eisheth are succubus)---
Eisheth shivered, "Why is it so cold in your room, Sebastian?"
Sebastian scanned his eyes over Eisheth. He smirked, "It's probably because the only things you're wearing is a pair of panties and a corset."
"True," Eisheth replied with another shiver.
"Why are you just standing by the door? Are you cold," he smiled, "or are you scared?"
Eisheth tilted her head down a little, "A little bit of both."
Sebastian walked over to a corner and dragged over a soft chair, "There's no need to be scared." He walked to a closet and got out a blanket. "Come on. It's warm."
"But," she looked up at him, "I don't want to get raped."
"Well that's a first," he grinned at her.
"What's a first."
"A succubus who's afraid of sex," Sebastian said calmly.
Eisheth slid over and plopped herself in the chair, "Who said i was afraid, and how could you tell that I was a succubus," she asked.
"Well," Sebastian began, "for starters, your mother is a succubus, you're perfectly built like her, you look like her, and you dress kinda slutty."
"Glad you picked up on that," She said reaching for the blanket Sebastian was holding. "Most people just call me and my mother whores or something like that. My brother, not so much..."
Sebastian placed the blanket in her hand, "It's not your fault. But at least you can't get HIV or AIDS like humans."
"Just one of the perks of being a demon," Eisheth said, wrapping her front in the blanket, leaning forward to let Sebastian try to work on the corset more.
Eisheth shivered, "Why is it so cold in your room, Sebastian?"
Sebastian scanned his eyes over Eisheth. He smirked, "It's probably because the only things you're wearing is a pair of panties and a corset."
"True," Eisheth replied with another shiver.
"Why are you just standing by the door? Are you cold," he smiled, "or are you scared?"
Eisheth tilted her head down a little, "A little bit of both."
Sebastian walked over to a corner and dragged over a soft chair, "There's no need to be scared." He walked to a closet and got out a blanket. "Come on. It's warm."
"But," she looked up at him, "I don't want to get raped."
"Well that's a first," he grinned at her.
"What's a first."
"A succubus who's afraid of sex," Sebastian said calmly.
Eisheth slid over and plopped herself in the chair, "Who said i was afraid, and how could you tell that I was a succubus," she asked.
"Well," Sebastian began, "for starters, your mother is a succubus, you're perfectly built like her, you look like her, and you dress kinda slutty."
"Glad you picked up on that," She said reaching for the blanket Sebastian was holding. "Most people just call me and my mother whores or something like that. My brother, not so much..."
Sebastian placed the blanket in her hand, "It's not your fault. But at least you can't get HIV or AIDS like humans."
"Just one of the perks of being a demon," Eisheth said, wrapping her front in the blanket, leaning forward to let Sebastian try to work on the corset more.