Intoxicating |Remington Leith|

7

"You have no idea how much I love waffles" I grin. Remington looks at me in amusement. Over the past hour, we've gotten to learn a lot about each other. He has two brothers, one older and one younger. His older brother Sebastian, lives in Vegas with his girlfriend Katie. His younger brother Emerson lives with him in a three bedroom house a few minutes from where I live. He hasn't told me what he is yet but he's told me his age and let me tell you he was old. Apparently, he stopped aging at twenty four but he was almost two hundred and five.

I told him about my childhood, growing up, and how I've lived here my whole life whereas he's moved around quite a lot. I told him about how my adoptive parents helped me get through the hardest times of my life even though they did get angry at me sometimes. Overall they were good parents and I wouldn't trade them for the world. After that we mostly just talked about random things like our favorite colors, what ice cream flavor was the best or about the tv shows we like to watch. It turns out he was a really cool guy.

"You've had like six of them, aren't you full yet?"

"My stomach is an empty abyss Remington, I can eat for days." taking a sip of my drink I watch as he eats his own food.

"I can see that" he responds, "but I guarantee you that you cannot eat as much as me."

"Sorry to burst your bubble buddy but I'm almost certain I can." I smirk "I'm always up for food, I don't get full easy."

"You wanna know why that is?" He asks me.

"Do tell" I nod "I'd really like to know."

"You're part succubus, if you don't feed your hunger by feeding off of someone, you'll continue to feel empty. You won't be at your full strength and you'll always feel that hunger wanting to take over causing you to lose power until you feed."

" How do you know that?"

"I was friends with a succubus once" his face falls a bit but he continues to speak "she was great, she had the kindest heart and she was so caring. Everyone loved her. She went missing one day, and after a weeks I found her body buried in her own basement. Somebody killed her and the only reason I found her was because of the smell. I knew something was off a few weeks before that but I couldn't pin point it until the smell got stronger and I eventually knew what it was. The smell of death."

"She was more than a friend wasn't she?"

He nods. I take his hand in mine and he looks up at me in shock "I'm sorry." I say softly.

"Don't be, it was years ago. I was only nineteen." he tells me "Anyways, I can show you how to control it. The hunger I mean."

"But I can't" I shake my head "I always end up killing someone, Evan was one of the only people who actually survived."

" You don't always have to kill when you feed, you just have to learn how to stop yourself before you take too much. What I don't understand about you though, is how you can feed off of someone without even touching them. Especially me."

"How do you know about that?"

"I could feel it" he explains "the other day, in the coffee shop, you started draining me. It's uncomfortable, painful even, but you shouldn't be able to do it without physical touch. Especially not me. Im immune to it."

"Is it always painful?"

"Normally no" he shakes his head "you give off a lot of sexual energy while simultaneously taking it so they usually don't feel a thing, but when you're angry or you do it unintentionally it's different because you're not giving anything back. My only question is how you're able to feed without physical touch when you're only part succubus. You shouldn't be that powerful or have to feed as often."