Wolfe chuckled as he hugged the bored succubus. "Rail, meet King Petros, of the Fallen. Petros, this is Rail, one of my closest friends, and a former investigator from the Demon Realm's Security Force."
Petros smiled at her. "Greetings, Miss Rail. Tell me, is it common to hang off others like that? Perhaps I'm a bit too used to the formalities of my world, but such contact with a married man is a bit, well, unusual in public."
That made the Succubus burst into laughter. "Oh, sweetie, you're adorable. I'm a Succubus, I've touched much more of him than just his clothing, and the same is true for his wives. They're quite cuddly."
"Rail, don't pick on our guests. They don't really know about Succubus culture." Wolfe admonished.
She paused for a moment as she looked at King Petros. "Did you say this is the King of the Fallen? I recall him being shorter, and uglier."
