"Eyion!"
I snap my head up towards the voice calling my name. Of course it's my teacher, Mr. Collins, standing at the front of the room. Not the nice hunk of flesh in my dream.
"Yes sir?" I mumble, my tail already twitching behind me in embarassment and my cheeks taking a light pink color.
"Why do you always have to sleep in my class?" He chastizes. My head sinks lower on my shoulders as kids around me snicker. All I can do is shrug my shoulders in response.
Mr. Collins just shakes his head, sighing, and starts his lecture on the female body. In this class we are supposed to know how to seduce a woman of any species, successfully. I only sleep in this class because girls just do not interest me.
I sigh and sit up straight only to nod off that way too. Soon a paper ball collides with my head, shocking me awake. The class erupts in laughter and I grip my desk in my hands.
"Psssst." My eyes travel to three guys lounging in the back. The middle one winks at me and points at the crumbled piece of paper resting on my desk. I stare at the parchment then slowly open it, trying not to tear anything.
Meet me behind the school when this period ends. I'll teach you how to do things ;)
I signal a thumbs up in his direction without looking. A few seconds after I hear chuckling.
In a humans perspective, I would be called a whore. But here, experience is required in the real world. And I needed all I could get since I'm pretty much flunking at being an Incubus.
Its just the way of a sex demon.
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The Way Of A Sex Demon
Teen FictionHe is not like the others. He fails at being like the others. He is different. He is the worst Incubus in the world.