Introducing An Apprentice Incubus (m)

When Leo finally pulled himself out—leaving Amy with a lingering warmth and a phone number that would dissolve when she woke—he was shaking. Not from fear. From something else. Something that felt suspiciously like joy.

“That’s never stopped anyone.”

“Well?” he asked.

It was the most boring pickup line in human history. In any history. Leo felt his face heat—did incubi blush? They did now—and waited for the dream to reject him, to spit him back out into the void between consciousnesses. introducing an apprentice incubus (m)