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“You’re a what?”
Usually when Ed told people they lost interest, like a spell had broken, but Stede was still hanging around the bar.
“An incubus, a sex-demon thingy. Makes me irresistible.”
“You’re irresistible because you’re a sex demon?”
“Yeah.”
“Not because of the whole aesthetic? The beard, the hair, the leather?”
Ed glanced down. “The leather is pretty cool.”
“It’s deeply cool. Would you, what, drain my life force?”
“Nah, you’ll just be sleepy for a bit.”
“So you’re promising an orgasm and a good night's sleep.”
He considered that Stede could be immune. Fascinating. “I'm off at midnight?”