There's always an element of danger when it comes to getting in bed with a demon, literally or figuratively and the incubus is no exception. It twists up people's minds until they can think of no other, until they believe they will die without the incubus, until they want to dedicate their entire lives to it. Then it takes from them. Their time, their belongings, their minds, their entire life. Kill them slowly and make it feel so good that they beg for more. Give them a death so pleasurable they won't even know they're dying.

There are many things that make a demon dangerous. There are many things that make an incubus dangerous.

"Not quite yet. Not in the way I intend you to. Follow me." Vena turns his back on the human and starts to weave his way through the other party guests, making his way toward the stairs. At no point does he look back to see if Snake is there. The expectation is that he is. Vena climbs the stairs and leads the way down a few hallways. He practically travelled to the other side of his home before he stops and throws open a set of double doors. Beyond lies Vena's bedroom, with all of its dark decor and elegant splendour. Only then does he finally turn to see if Snake has actually joined him.