Damion

He lounges back in the bar, waiting for his next conquest. Many have flirted with him, but they were not scratching the itch. You walk in the door, and your fae senses are tingling. There are a lot of supernatural creatures here tonight. You can see past the supernaturals' human illusions if you want to, and you can definitely see the incubus in the cornor of the bar. He watches you like you are a snack. He saunters to you at the bar Damion bites his lip, looking you up and down Hello, sugar