"What, for real?” Rob sounded as alarmed as I was. “Why?"
"No idea,” he laughed. “If I wanted to prevent more casualties and have a soft squishy place in my cold black heart is something we may never know. But Iama betting man. I’m betting I might be here again sooner than I expect. A favor might come in handy. Whether I’m right or not, we shall see."
"Do you have to leave right away?” Rob raised his hands when I glared at him. “Come on, man, I know you have a million questions too."
"And I could tell you the answer to every one,” Bad Mother assured. “But then I’d have to kill you."
"Man, you really did your homework. It’s crazy you even know our expressions."
Bad Mother blinked. “That’s an expression?”
Rob looked terrified for a moment and then I saw the wheels turn in his head and land on ‘what the hell’ as he found the courage to ask one question anyway. "What’s your name, man?"
Bad Mother paused. He considered the question much too seriously for a simple question most people answered without thinking.
Finally, he offered, “Charlie.”
“Now I see why you kept it hidden,” Rob muttered. "Not very intimidating."
Charlie rolled his eyes. "We don’t all steal our names from old demonic languages."
“The literal Hell’s Angel from Hell with scary flaming knives is named Charlie,” Rob laughed as we watched him get on his motorcycle and ride away. “Maybe Hell isn’t so scary after all.”
I hoped there would be no opportunities to find out anytime soon. When it came to the future, there was a whole life to live with the guy next to me. I was much more interested in what was happening on Earth.
20.The Future Looks Bright. And Sexy.
Rob
“Rob, pay attention,” Orion scolded me. “This is serious.”
“Sorry, you lost me at endless threesomes.”
“Nobody said that.”
“Really? I definitely heard it.”
Orion and I were in his club Galileo before it opened. I sat on a barstool with him behind the counter, fixing a drink for us. There were a few details we needed to figure out.
Incubuses like him were at their best when feeding on the sexual energy of multiple partners. Of course, not all sex demons wanted to play the field forever, so he was giving me the options for how his kind normally balanced their demonic appetites with committed relationships.
Some sex demons were polyamorous, others fed from a few trusted individuals both they and their partners selected, and some partners participated or watched when feeding. If we went the strictly monogamous route, Orion might be able to just observe at his club and feed on residual sexual energy. But that was a little trickier, so we needed to at least consider the other options first.
I was only abetterperson than before, not a saint or an angel, so my mind still went right into the gutter first. Dating an incubus didn’t automatically mean wild, endless threesomes for the rest of my life. I just needed to have some fun with that fantasy and get the horniness out of my system before we discussed this like the responsible, committed couple we apparently were. I definitely wanted the committed couple part. But I wasn’t used to ‘responsibility’ and ‘Rob’ going together.
Orion was definitely worth a little responsibility. Especially when all the fun fantasies were included in the package too.
"If you watched me fuck guys or get fucked by guys, would you be able to feed off that?" I wondered. Yes, Orion was pansexual and did not only have sex with guys or any one gender identity. With my head still in fantasy land, we did not need to deal with that part yet.
"Being involved in some capacity is better, but yes, watching you with men could work as part of...” He cut off and frowned. “Rob, are you listening or are you just getting turned on?"
"So, we couldtake turnsscrewing other guys while the other watches or just share another guy between us, is that what you’re saying?” His judgement registered and I served it right back to him. “Am I the only one getting turned on?"
"Yes, all those options sound acceptable,” Orion settled on. Totally turned him on too.
We were off to a promising start. It definitely sounded like we’d be able to work something out, if we planned on still seeing each other in the future. Spoiler alert, we were planning the fuck out of that. We were gonna keep seeing each other and screwing and doing magic together. Plus all the feelings too.
He eventually set down two martinis in front of us. Something in the drink shimmered when the light hit it right. Pretty, and smooth too, when I sipped the beverage.Mmm,top shelf liquor, that was something I looked forward to getting used to.
