Chapter Text
The creature smirked as its eyes scanned the hazy, dark room. Bodies jam packed in the small space. Music playing so loud that it was nearly impossible to hear someone even right next to you, screaming. The smell was a foul mix of sex, smoke, and alcohol but no one really paid any mind to that. A normal person would have to squint through the smoke and darkness to try to make out any details of the next person, but for the demon seeing was no problem. His slit eyes caught each and every movement perfectly. He could make out the Led Zeppelin design on a mans shirt all the way across the room with ease. The sweat beading down the girls bare back as she danced in the middle of the room.
But most importantly, he could feel .
He felt every little emotion enclosed in the small space. From the happy carefree feeling the dancing girl gave, to the sad, dark, twisted feeling of the man in the corner with a pill bottle in hand. But none drew him in quiet how he wanted. He never thought himself to be picky with his food, but right now he found himself disgusted.
“Come now. You’re hardly any fun tonight.” A soft sigh came from the man sitting to the creature's right. His ears easily picking up on the words, making him face the other.
“Nothing is interesting me, Fred. I can’t help it.” The demon sighs back before relaxing in his seat. Glancing over to Fred, he saw the others brown eyes swirling with a hint of red.
“What about the pretty one?” Fred pointed to the young girl resting against the bar. Her emotion was strong, she just seemed content. He had to admit, he loved a content person… but he still made a face. “No? Jesus wasn’t this difficult to kill, Roger.” Fred sighs dramatically.
“That’s because he was betrayed, dumb ass.” Roger rolls his eyes at his friend but smiled. For the first time that evening actually feeling a little content himself. He bit his lip and looked away from Freddie. Roger had to admit he was pretty hungry, but he didn’t want the same old boring humans. As an incubus, he fed off that of emotions. His kind was most known for being seductive and sexual, as sex is an activity that can give off an array of emotions. But…
“I don’t want them.” He sighs.
“Picky aren’t we? You know, beggars can’t be choosers.” Freddie huffs at the sudden
particular
taste Roger seemed to have.
“Well, for one. I’m not a beggar. And yes. Maybe I am a little picky… But can’t I be? I’m getting older. I’m sure at this point I could have anyone I wanted. But here I am. Stuck in this dump with the lowest of the low… Besides you, of course, Fred…” Roger glances to his friend, not meaning any offense.
“Besides me, of course.” Freddie giggles, knowing Roger is only frustrated. But he couldn’t help but arch his eyebrow. “That’s a mighty big thing to say about yourself, you know.” He hums simply, looking over the blond. “I don’t doubt your power, don’t get me wrong. But
anyone
? Do you truly think you could have
anyone
?”
The blond looked out in the crowd of people again. Pursing his lips in thought before shrugging and looking back to Freddie. “I do think I could have anyone. If I tried.” He nods.
“Even without Charm ?” Freddie smirks. Though Incubi and Succubi were beautiful, it did help to have magic on their side. Charm was just that. A charm that romanced anyone they wanted. Roger washed them to love only them and obey them… Made feeding a lot easier. “Or even without shifting ?” Again, another magic that helped was incubi and succubi had. Whoever their chosen target was, they could shift into that person's physical ideal person. They could even shift their weight, height, skin color, and even gender if needed.
The blond incubus looked at Freddie for another moment. Clearly debating carefully what his answer would be before he dug a grave for himself that he couldn’t get out of. Biting his lip, he looked away and nodded. “Without both, I think I could get anyone.” He says clearly.
“Anyone.” Freddie states again, holding his hand out with a smirk. Usually a demon would make a pact with a demon this way by cutting their hand and shaking the demons. But this was just a simple bet between friends.
“Anyone.” Roger confirms, shaking Freddies. Suddenly regretting his choice, but maybe it might bring some excitement to his life.
“You’d better feed tonight, then. Cause tomorrow you will only be able to feed off of the one I assign to you… Ciao, Darling~” Freddie giggles with a wink. Easily disappearing into the crowd.
Roger bit at his lip again before looking out to the crowd of people. With a sigh, he got up and made his way toward the content woman by the bar.