Flowers

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He wakes up in a strangers bedroom. Then again, maybe it would be best to call it the strangest bedroom.
He can't seem to remember how he got here or even what happened last night, but his thoughts are more occupied by the flowers that are blooming between the cracks in the floor and walls. Thick green vines hang from the ceiling and the open window, which looks out at the setting sun.
The bed he's on is covered in flower petals and it isn't difficult to see why. The ceiling is covered in plants and flowers, much like the entire rest of the room.
It seems strange for Jack to find himself in a room such as this one. It's obviously a bedroom inside of someone's house, but he's never before seen so many plants growing on walls.

Jack spends a good ten minutes gaping at the plants when the door creaks open, catching his attention almost immediately. A man peaks out from behind the door and then smiles a bit when he sees Jack's awake.

"Hello," he says, entering the room. Jack can't stop himself from gaping at the tattoos that cover his left arm and the right side of his face. The flowers look so real... "I never thought I'd see an incubus in my garden," says the man. "Then again, I was almost positive I'd never see an incubus at all. Your kind never spends too much time in this part of the forest. Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Jack blinks a few times, trying to remember the night before. He hadn't even really remembered that he was an incubus. The horns on Jack's head seemed much more obvious now. As did the wings and tail.
"I, uh, I don't know," Jack says. "I can't remember much about, well... anything."
The man laughs a bit and sits down next to Jack on the bed. "Well what do you remember?"

He's a bit taken aback at first by the sound of the man's laugh. Jack spent a lot of time in Hell, and there's not much to laugh about down there.

"Well, I'm an incubus for starters," Jack says.
"That's not too hard to see," the guy winks and pokes one of Jack's horns. "Do you remember anything else?"
"My name is Jack... and I was out last night... but I don't remember why. I also don't know how I ended up in your garden."
The man smiles again. "It did seem as though you hit your head. Perhaps there's a bit of memory lost. There's not much I can do about that."

He looks at Jack intently, with large brown eyes that Jack can't help but get lost in. He seems to be trying to decide if Jack's lying. Jack supposes it's probably not easy to trust a demon. It's probably even harder to trust a sex demon.

The man shrugs finally and stands up. "Well, Jack, I suppose I should probably introduce myself." He holds out one hand and a flower blooms from his palm. "My name is Alex." He plucks the flower from his hand and gives it to Jack with a smile.

"How did you do that?"
Alex simply grins. "I know what you did last night by the way."
"And what was that?"
"You were asleep," he says with a small shrug. "You've been asleep for nearly a week. And you smell horrible."
"I've been out for a week?"
"Yup! It's alright though I've been taking care of you." He looks at Jack curiously, "Do incubi usually sleep for weeks at a time?"
"No..."
"Strange..." He shakes his head, his smile returning. "Come on, you need a bath."

Another door creaks open and the sound of running water can be heard from the next room. Alex seems unfazed by this and simply walks through the door. Jack follows reluctantly.

Flowers and plants can be found blooming between the blue tiles and a small rug has been strewn over the bathroom floor. There's quite a few vines dangling from the ceiling in here as well.
The pink curtain seems to be held open by several dozen flowers that have wrapped themselves around the fabric. There's candles littered around the tub and one small, stained glass window up near the ceiling.

Alex grins mischievously as he walks over to the bathtub and checks the temperature of the water. He turns and raises one of his large eyebrows at Jack. "Well? Are you taking a bath in your clothes then?"
Jack can feel his face heat up as he tries to think of what to say. "Well..."
Alex laughs at him. "Don't tell me an incubus is self conscious. You're a sex demon."
"I'm not self conscious-"
"Then strip."

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