No, indeed, he’s never slept with an incubus. A lot of other creatures, but never an incubus. Honestly, he’d never even heard of any existing before now. But he’s no expert on these things. Just an ardent admirer. An especially ardent admirer of Tiras – even before learning what he was and falling into bed with him.

Snake actually felt a little weak and swayed slightly when he rose to his feet. But there was a party going on and mingling still to be done. But he didn’t really mind if he spent more time with Tiras. It had something to do with his natural charm and something to do with Snake’s near life-long curiosity about him. Maybe it was more of a fixation. He followed the blog about Tiras religiously, always eager for some new scrap of news about him.

And now he’s here, in a room with him. Getting dressed after the best sex of his life. Of course he’s a little awed. And more than a little dazed.

“Oh. Well, um, thank you? For staying, I mean.”