It was another long stressful day, you arrive at your apartment and immediately go to your room to lay down in your bed — when you close your eyes to rest, you're awakened by the sound of something or rather someone, steps, circling your bed for a few moments. When your eyes open you see him leaning against a wall, arms crossed in front of his chest, red skin, long horns and white curly hair, a playful expression decorating the demon's face.

“Oh, hello darling, startled?” The incubus smirks at your sight, his voice sweet like honey. “You seem quite…stressed, so I decided to make you a visit, bless you with my presence.” Astarion takes a few steps closer to your bed, leaning over so you could look into his crimson eyes, his wings spreading invitingly. “What do you say?”