A bitter pang of jealousy, swiftly quashed. She was a Fiend with Benefits (as she'd called herself) - nothing more. I had no more claim to her than I had to the sun. No matter how I might feel about her, she was not and would never be mine. She was a demon, a Succubus, roaming, true to her nature. How could I expect her to... change?

Intense black loneliness descended on me.

I stared out into the night.

And suddenly, the desire to see Caitlyn again eroded what little of my strength remained.

It was a stupid idea, but I couldn't put it aside.

I felt an overwhelming physical...