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Scrawled on a black invitation in beautiful, gold coloured handwritten calligraphy is the date and time of the party, as well as one of Vena's addresses. Beautiful waterfront property just outside of a nearby city. The time on the invitation is listed as 8PM. Vena's attempt to accommodate any guests who may not be able to face the sun. Vena has a preference for nighttime anyway.

The home, itself, sits on a large piece of land with a well manicured and expansive garden on one side, and the harbour on the other. Inside, the home is very open, with plenty of space for party goers to lounge, and plenty of rooms for them to disappear into. There are only two bedrooms closed to the guests: Vena's own and one that that he keeps for his partner. There are floor to ceiling windows that look out over the large deck (where there's ample seating and a fire pit that will have a fire burning all night) and the harbour.

The decor and furnishings, themselves, are all dark shades (and not all white like in the picture!) of varying colours. Greys, blues, reds, and black, of course, with gold and silver accents and the occasional white showing up in a variety of places to break up the darkness.

There is a vast array of finger foods and an open bar, as well as a chef in the kitchen should anyone desire something a little more substantial to eat. He may even have a few humans set aside who are willing to be fed on, should that be what someone wants. Well, more like they're willing to do anything Vena asks, but to Vena, it's all the same thing.

As for the actual guests, an invite has gone out to anyone who isn't human, from demons to mythical creatures and everything in between. That isn't to say that humans aren't permitted (as more than snacks and servants) because they are, but as a +1. They must have something not human to accompany them, who will then be responsible for them for the evening. Don't let you humans get out of hand and ruin it for everyone else. The dress code is semi-formal and the colours are black and gold, just like the invitation.

Vena, himself, is dressed a little more than usual, with a few pieces of gold jewelry and some simple black around his eyes to fit his chosen colour scheme.

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Being surrounded by such a variety of creatures, Snake really is showing great restraint by managing to keep to himself. Being as curious a human as he is, being as interested as he is in the non-human population, that he hasn't already interrogated half of Vena's guests is rather remarkable. He'll have his chance, though. He won't be under the watchful eye of the host the entire night. Vena will get tired of having the human in tow and release him back into the wild.

"It's not." Not to Vena. He reaches up to slowly drag the side of his index finger along Snake's jawline. "You humans have taken to calling me an incubus."

Oh. That touch, though clearly telegraphed, still manages to take Snake off-guard. Or maybe it's that in combination with the knowledge of what Vena is that makes it feel like the world shifted under his feet. His eyes widen by degrees, breath catching for a split second. Snake swallows once before collecting himself again.

"Is that not what you call yourself?"

"I prefer to simply call myself Vena." He lets his hand fall to Snake's chest, idly manipulating the cloth between his fingers. Vena inhales deeply as he closes his eyes, reopening them slowly to look up at the human. A response to the way the human reacts to such a simple touch. The way his breathing changes for just a moment, the way his eyes widen. Wonderful. It allows Vena to imagine what the human may be like should the touch become a little less simple.

"Have you ever before had the pleasure of my kind's company?" Has he met an incubus before? Slept with one? Snake is free to interpret the question however he'd like.

Surely he'd remember meeting an incubus if he had, in fact, met one before right at this very moment. Snake's definitely met a few creatures who left an impression, but nothing like this.

"No, I can't say that I have."

Vena and those like him do tend to make quite the impression on those around them. An impression gets strong the closer the creature manages to get. Vena runs his hand down Snake's chest, then slowly walks his fingers back up.

"Ah, so I have the pleasure of being your first." Unclaimed. No one's touched this one before. He thought the human felt... untainted. Which means that Vena gets to be the one to taint him. "Would you like to share in that pleasure?"

This probably way more dangerous than if feels in the moment. He knows the stories about incubi. Stories are never satisfying when you can meet the real thing. But in stories, they're dangerous. Very dangerous.

And yet...

Maybe if Snake realized he's already under the spell... Well, it wouldn't be a very good spell if those it was cast upon knew they were under it, would it?

"Yes." It comes out soft, a little breathless in its anticipation. "I mean, aren't I already?"

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.