Once again, Succubus fails in seducing Schezo. Incubus swings by to gloat. Requested by a tumblr anon!

Flirtations Mishap

"I've already told you! I have no interest in such skinny bodies! Begone!"

The sharp voice of Schezo Wegey cut through her flirtatious attempts. Succubus clenched her fists as he stormed past her, his sword drawn as he marched into the dungeon. She knew he had no desire to be under her spell, but she still tried to win him over despite her expectations being shut down each and every time.

As he vanished into the darkness, she raked her fingers throwing her pink hair. Perhaps dying her normally jet black locks had been a mistake. She thought adding a bit of color to her hair would help win him over, but he was adamant in his disinterest. Listening to his footsteps fade on the dirt floor, Succubus sighed and leaned against the cave's rocky entrance.

Out of the corner of her eye, a rose slowly pushed into her view. Groaning, she slapped it away and barked, "Get out of here, Incubus. I'm not in the mood."

"You aren't in the mood? Well, this must be serious." Chortling, Incubus lifted his nose to sky and twirled his rose between his nimble fingers as she snorted. "Aw, what's wrong, honey? Did Schezzy not like your little dye job?"

"Ugh! I don't need someone who can't even seduce Arle criticising me."

As her eyes rolled, Incubus pivoted in front of her. Her jab hardly deterred him, knowing his own confidence would eventually make Arle swoon. It was simply a matter of time and making Satan was miles away from them.

Setting her hands on her hips, she fidgeted with her whip attached to her waist. "Well, what brings you here anyway?"

"Just watching my favorite rival fumble and fail. No other reason." He flicked her nose with his rose, one the petals falling off and landing on her lips.

She ripped her whip off her side, stretching it between her hands. Spitting out the petal, she narrowed her deep violet eyes at the taller demon and sneered, "Oh, really? Well, if you want to bring me down, how come you haven't succeeded with him either?"

Incubus paused, his passionate flare dwindling. Furrowing his brow, he tucked his rose behind his pointed ear and crossed his arms. "You can't rush romance. Slowly winning over a handsome man like Schezo is like enjoying a bite of cake. You have to savor every bite before swallowing."

"That sure is a convenient excuse." She nudged his chest with her whip, smirking. "Also, a cake analogy? Really?"

Huffing, he leaned forward and asked, "And how would you describe it?"

"Hmm…" Tapping her chin, she languidly uncurled her whip and let it dangle on the grass. "I'd say that he's just not that into you because you're that unappealing to him."

"You can say that about yourself, too!"

They leered at each other, Succubus standing on her tiptoes. The wind whipped around them in a brilliant frenzy, flipping up their capes and hair. They growled from the back of their throats, their eyes narrowing into serpentine slits and balled their hands into fists.

His lip curled into a smirk. Succubus followed suit, her anger fizzling out. Settling back down, she fixed her hair, and Incubus quickly turned away, applying a quick coating of foundation to his brow.

They couldn't hold a grudge against each other for more than a few seconds. As demons searching for love, they sought each other out to compare their techniques. Even though they questioned each other's tactics, Incubus certainly had a mouthful to say when Succubus dyed her hair, they were more like friendly rivals than anything else. Compared to their assortment of wild companions, they found each other the closest one they could call a real friend.

"It seems we've both haven't been lucky in love recently," she said, twirling her hair around her finger.

"Ah, it seems so, but I already have my sights set on someone." He chuckled, plucking his rose from behind his ear and sniffing it.

"Oh? Anyone I know?" She cocked her head and licked her lips. "Maybe I'll steal them before you."

"Yes, yes, it's someone we both know very well." His tone came off as a merry song. Passing her, Incubus paused, winked, and then took into the dungeon.

She blinked, uncertainty tugging at her only for a sharp gasp to burst past her lips. "You-! You're actually going after Schezo after I failed? What kind of lout are you? Get back here! Only I can win him over! He'll be mine! Mine! M! I! N! E!"

Her cries echoed as she darted into the cave, mingling with Incubus' cackling, and somewhere deeper in the murky dungeon, Schezo sneezed, a chill racing down his spine.