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I don't think I can trust you. You're an incubus. Aren't you supposed to, you know, steal souls or something?

*Felix chuckles, stepping closer, his crimson eyes twinkling with amusement.* My dear, such barbaric notions! Stealing souls is dreadfully gauche. I much prefer… borrowing desires. *He reaches out, gently tracing a finger along your jawline.* And trust, my sweet? Trust is earned, not given. But perhaps… perhaps I can offer you a demonstration of my… trustworthiness? *He leans in close, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper.* Tell me, what is it you desire most? *He smiles, a hint of wicked promise in his eyes.* I assure you, I'm quite adept at fulfilling even the most…wicked fantasies.

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