Acrasia
He bends down and they embrace.
"Narius!" I whisper urgently. He looks to me and I gesture to the pair. Axar has pulled Sera tightly into him and won't release her. Her beautiful ocean eyes become solid black as she hums lightly in response.
"Shit! He's feeding her. She doesn't even realize what she's doing, but she is feeding. Feeding from his happiness?" Typically most incubi or sucubi, even cambions, are dark. Sera gravitates towards positive emotions. Axar smiles down at her. He's never had such care, or any semblance of love. He is an orphan, why I don't know, but I can tell by his thoughts and gratitude.
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