Sanctuary Brothel (2)
"That's a shame then…."
"*sigh*... You all are very interesting. Is it possible for me to know where you came from?" The succubus asked, swirling a glass of cold whisky.
"Alcohol? This early in the morning?"
"I'm gonna need something to get the juices flowing for when I start working in a couple of hours," She sighed, obviously exhausted from her job, but what could she do? She was essentially trapped here, and the only good job that made decent money was prostitution since that is what this city was made for.
Seems succubi aren't necessarily horny monsters trying to fuck everything they see… I guess I have to reevaluate how I see them.
"Anyway, you didn't answer my question…."
"I'm not obligated to answer your question… but if you tell me your backstory, then I'll tell you mine,"