"You are disgusting!" Sophie gasped.
Hank slammed his laptop shut and spun around in his chair. "It's perfectly natural."
"There's nothing natural about that," she said.
"Your telling me that boyfriend of yours don't watch porn? If he says he doesn't he's lying," Hank laughed.
"Ew," Sophie gripped her blonde hair and pulled it back into a ponytail. "If he did, his ass would be gone."
Hank shook his head. "Such a prude. Now we know why you don't keep them around."
"What because I don't watch porn?"
"No, because your a prude. Bet you just lay there and close your eyes."
Sophie went bright red and sat down on the couch. "I do not, not that it has anything to do with you. I don't think mom would agree with you talking like this either."
"That's it play the mom card. Your eighteen, not twelve."
She let out an exasperated huff of air. "Your only ten minutes older than me. How about I tell mom you're watching fuck videos on, her, laptop by the way?"
"Go ahead. I've covered my tracks. She'll never believe you."
"You really need to get a girlfriend, or boyfriend if thats what your into and stop watching that shit."
"I'm good for now. I have people."
"What, Jessie? You've probably got crabs the amount she's been passed around," she teased.
Hank raised an eyebrow. "I've been tested. Several times, I'm clean."
"For now," she stood up and stretched upwards revealing her toned stomach. She was wearing a low cut grey top that showed just a hint of cleavage. Her jeans rode low on her hips, flashing a thin line of blue underwear.
"Hey, Jessie is also clean."
"That slut doesn't even look like she washes."
Hank shook his head and smiled. "Envy is the mother of all sins."
Sophie glared at him with her piercing blue eyes. She had opted for red eye shadow and long lashes. "Ew, I don't think so. You're my brother don't forget."
"Oh I haven't forgotten."
Sophie turned to leave the room with a look of disgust on her face, but stopped as the lights flickered off and on.
Hank sighed. "Not again. These power outages need to stop."
"It was only a flicker. Stop being such a baby!"
The lights clicked off again and the room was plunged into darkness.
"Fuck!" Hank grunted and stood up. "Again?"
"I guess so," sophie giggled.
"What's so funny?"
"You can't watch any more porn ha ha!" She laughed out loud now.
"How that's funny I don't know."
"It's utterly hilarious, no wonder your failing all your classes. Too much cramp in your right hand,"
"I use my left actually, feels better."
"Shut up! Too much information, way too much!"
"Don't dish it out if to you can't take it," Hank fumbled his way over to the wall and slicked the light switch off and on. "How long you reckon this time?"
"I don't care I'm going to bed," Sophie said then stopped dead in her tracks in the doorway from the living room to the hall. The lights flickered off and on again and in that time Sophie had spun around to stare at Hank.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing darling," her voice came out in a gently purr this time.
The lights flickered off and on again. In a flash Sophie was across the room and standing right in front of Hank. He could see her outline in the dim moonlight that was creeping through the windows.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Hank said. "Get away from me!"
Sophie let out a low growl. She blinked a few times as if she was confused. "What's going on?" She said.
"I don't know what the hell are you doing?"
"Something's wrong. Someone's here!" She whispered then her body suddenly went tense. She contorted her arms and face as if fighting back some sort of pain, then collapsed backwards onto the sofa. As she fell she let out a low growl then went still.
Hank rushed over to her. He leant over her and tapped her on the side of the face. Her eyes shot open, but they weren't her usual deep blue. Hank recoiled a little as she sat bolt upright and glared at him with deep glowing red eyes.
"Ahhhhh that's better," she groaned, then relaxed with one elbow on the arm of the sofa.
"Stop fucking around Sophie," Hank said and tried the light switch. Nothing.
"Sophie?" She looked down at herself, then ran a hand from one thigh, up over her bare stomach and gripped her left breast. "Yes this body is called Sophie."
"Are you joking?" Hank said. A hint of panic could be heard in the tone of his voice. "Cuz this ain't funny."
"I don't joke," she paused between each word. Her voice was deeper now, more sensual. "And my name is not Sophie."
She stood up and walked across the room towards him. "I am Lilith, and I have been asleep for over a thousand years. Your desire called to me."
"My desire?"
"Yes," she hissed. "I could feel your desire from the beyond. Such a powerful, erotic feeling. It pulled me, right here, to this body."
"What are you?"
Lilith lifted her arms. Hank could barely see it in the dim light of the room. She groaned as Winding black tribal tattoos started snaking their way up her wrists and stopped just above the elbow. Another thin tattoo materialised across her stomach just below the bellybutton.
"With this body I could do wonders. I can't imagine she has many men refuse her," she smiled and dropped her arms. "I have had many names over the centuries, but the most common is succubus."
Hank almost choked on his own tongue as she spoke. "A succubus? As if!"
Lilith let out a laugh. "I don't need you to believe me, but I do need you to feed me," she ran a hand down his chest. Her eyes flashed and she licked her lips in hunger.
"The kitchen is that way," he pointed out into the hallway.
Lilith threw her head back laughing louder still then relaxed and let her glowing eyes rest on his. "I require your body mortal, there is no point in resisting. Not now, it's too late!"