“That’s never stopped anyone.”
But the tulips.
“Smooth,” said his supervisor, a thousand-year-old incubus named Darith who looked like a bored finance bro in a hoodie. He didn’t bother to hide his smirk. “Really inspiring terror there. The tulips will remember that forever.” introducing an apprentice incubus (m)
Leo grinned. He had a lot to learn. He’d probably trip again, say the wrong thing, manifest in someone’s nightmare about public speaking. But he was here, in the strange, soft space between sleeping and waking, learning how to be gentle with strangers’ hearts. “That’s never stopped anyone
It was the most boring pickup line in human history. In any history. Leo felt his face heat—did incubi blush? They did now—and waited for the dream to reject him, to spit him back out into the void between consciousnesses. “Really inspiring terror there
“Not bad,” he said. And for Darith, that was practically a standing ovation.
It wasn’t what he’d expected from a job in hell.