Published: March 9, 2012.
I'm waiting. Waiting for a friend, a lover, someone lost. I've missed the sweet scent of her sex and the feeling of her skin on mine. But she's coming home, I can feel her. I am an immortal demon, as is she, and we are nothing if not sensitive to the presence of another. I am an Incubus, and she, a Succubus. I lust for her, and I shall have her.