darkness

Oh, that was nice. Warm fingers brushed his skin and incubus instinctively pulled at the person, looking for something to feed. He was almost desperate, Seth was uncomfortable with that recognition, but it was true; he felt too sick in his stomach after one mistake, and tried to fix it. The man - huh, Dorian, that one with the house full of Angry Puppies - felt good, his glee warmly spread trough incubus body and he pulled a little stronger, smiling to a man nearly brightly. “Yes, it’s really enchanting. Especially the people. From what I saw, there are many familiar faces that weren’t excepted,” he answered in soft, almost purring voice. 

Kaia and her mother had been having a night out on the town for a bit before they would resign to pizza and movies. However, she said she’d stop by the local coffee shop and get them drinks when she found herself being grabbed by–Oh you’ve got to be fucking shitting me. “You again. What the hell are you doing Dorian? You should be rotting in a jail cell.”