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"So..." Said the incubus. "What are you going to do."
"Be quiet." I said firmly, inspecting the circle again.
"You're quite right you know-" he said. Edward didn't seem to be hearing anything.
I looked up again, quite annoyed, and the demon smiled. He was leaning forward and his face as only inches from mine.
"You can't command me. If you want me to leave, you'll have to give me something I'd like."
"What would you want?" I asked, warily, rocking back on my heels. He smiled.
"I have tasted this boys body all over, and he has tasted mine- but for one pure pleasure." I don't know why he felt impelled to demonstrate, but he reached over and pulled Edward's face to his; but as he was about to kiss my friend, Edward turned his face away, so the kiss landed on his cheek instead. The Incubus laughed, and licked where he had kissed, almost fondly. He turned his pupiless eyes to me then. "He will not kiss me, or let me kiss him. He fears I will steal his soul."
"Will you?" I asked, morbidly fascinated.
He shrugged, muscles moving beneath his skin, even such a small movement was fascinating- I pressed my handkerchief to my eyes, and took a deep breath.
"The soul-" he said as I did this "Is not in breath, but rooted in every inch and drop of the body. It would take more than a kiss for me to take it." A strand of hair unhooked itself from behind his ear, and he hooked it back. "Even then it is not in the nature of my kind to take." he laughed again, and wrapped his arm around Eward's shoulders. "But to give."
"You have an odd definition of giving." I said, somewhat disgusted, and lowered the handkerchief. "And you're being awfully helpful, for a man- a demon in your situation."
The incubus sighed. "I'm bored, man, think. I've been in this circle for a month. And while Edward is a charming companion, this is not my home, and I've no chance to explore the rest of this world, even."

I sat back fora few long moments and thought about this.
"So what is it you want?" I asked at last.
"Pretty man, pretty boy, I want your lips." He ran his fingers down the inside of the barrier now, shedding sparks. "I want a kiss."