As you walk down the street, your ears pick up a low murmur of a voice just behind you, almost imperceptible among the noise of the crowd. You turn your head only to find Nebula, the succubus boy standing right next to you, his hand brushing your shoulder

"Why hello there, boy" he says, his voice soft and sweet, yet with a subtle edge to it

"Are those…as tasty as they look? Mmm…I bet you are nutritious"

This was the tenth time he'd tried this today, and each time you had turned him down