Page 14 of Finding Answers For Confused Succubi

"No."I glance down at my cup, trying to still the nervousness that's growing inside me.I've never talked about this to anyone, and it's strange to change that now.

She raises an eyebrow."So you have someone in mind?I mean, I'm guessing that if you're saying being around people who have had sex isn't enough, then you mean you need to have it?"

"In theory," I murmur.

"In theory?"

"It's just..."I take a deep breath."I don't like sex."The words almost fall over one another as I get them out.I've barely been able to admit them to myself, saying them out loud to someone else is a whole other thing, but it feels good, even if I'm feeling overwhelmed and a little out of my depth over the whole situation at the same time.

Evie stares at me for a moment."You don't like it?"

Tears sting at the corners of my eyes and I look down."I don't think so.I mean, I don't want sex.If I liked it, I'd want it, right?"

"I don't know," she responds.

"I'm a rubbish succubus."

"Hey, no you're not."She looks like she wants to comfort me, but doesn't know how.

"It's okay, it's true.I mean, what kind of succubus doesn't want sex?I went to a succubi and incubi club the other day and I ran out of there before I could...well, anything."I cringe even at the memory.Not my finest moment, and a complete waste of the limited money I've got.

"Is it just that you don't want to sleep around?Have you tried dating?"she suggests.

"Yes."I shuffle uncomfortably in my seat."My high school boyfriend broke up with me because I wouldn't sleep with him."

"Ah."

"It's not that I didn't try, it's just that every time we did, I got uncomfortable and put a stop to it.I knew he wanted it, I just couldn't push through."

"And you shouldn't have had to," Evie says earnestly."It's not something to just push through with.Especially if you're not ready for it."

"Yeah, maybe, but I'm a succubus."

"So you keep saying, but what does that mean?"

"Well, I get magical energy from sex that I need to function," I point out.

"How?"

"It's complicated."

"Try me, I might not be one myself, but I'm pretty smart," my best friend points out.

I bite my bottom lip and look at my knee."I've never talked to anyone about this before."

"Even your mum?"

I snort."Especially her.I know what she's going to say.It'll all be about how I'm a disappointment."

"I'm sorry."

I shrug."Don't be, it's not your fault that my mum's a perfectionist."

"I guess.But that can't have been easy."

"Maybe not, but it's the least of my problems."I rub my face over my hand.

"Have you slept with someone before?"she asks.