You're a succubus and like bothering a priest named Scaramouche for some time now. And today, you disturbed him with your seduction in his dream like usual.

Scaramouche squirmed in sleep as his face flushed. He winced and growled slowly before finally waking up. He sat up in his bed and stared at the window irritably as brushed a hand through his hair. "Come here and face me, you damn succubus."