The Plan

Neo had arrived back at the apartment, after his trip to the convenience store. He carried two bags with multiple Bento, small bottles of vitamin drinks, against his hangover, as well as several crispy and sweet snacks.

He found Sirena less than scantily clad, in a more than compromising position, while playing a certain, very specific video at almost full volume.

"Oh, back already?" Sirena asked, looking at him as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Neo asked, still trying to parse the scenario he had found himself in.

"Passing the time." Sirena answered with a straight face.

He was floored. If it had been a normal girl he had walked in on, he would have been under a barrage of throwable household items while she screamed her heart out for help and to call for the cops to arrest him. But this girl was a self proclaimed Succubus and common sense clearly did not apply to this situation.

"At least turn down the sound. What about the neighbors?"

"What about the neighbors?" she asked while slowly retracting her hands from her chest and crotch area. "Are they virgins too?"

"What? How should I know? Anyway, that's not the point … "

"If they ain't, they could be my breakfast!" Sirena smiled.

Neo raised the palm of his hand to his forehead as his hangover headache had returned with a vengeance.

"No one is going to be your breakfast. But I have a proposal regarding your lunch," he said.

"Oh?"

"But first, mute that video and get dressed."

"Hmpf. You're no fun. It wouldn’t be a problem, even if the neighbors saw me. I can change my appearance pretty much at will. The only one screwed would be you, virgin."

Sirena slowly gathered her garments, while avoiding the various trash bags.

Neo chugged down one multivitamin bottle after the other and opened a Bento. "Can you eat regular food?" he asked.

"I could. But I really don't want to. It's like… do you have broccoli in this world? Or bell peppers?"

"So you just don't like to eat your greens?"

"It's just not a complete lunch… or breakfast." Sirena complained.

Neo handed her one of the remaining bento. "Well, that's all I have to offer right now. Take it or leave it. Your choice."

"Fine," she said, and began gobbling down the bento with her bare hands. "Meh. Not as bad as I expected. But not great either. So… about lunch…"

"Right. So, there is a family I used to do business with… well, not like I had much of a choice in the matter…"

She tilted her head, then asked, "your point being?"

"There is a business saying in this world, 'the customer is the king', but those guys act like they're god emperors. In more than one way."

"Are they royalty?"

"Might as well be. And they sure carry themselves that way."

"So what do you want me to do? Give them a good time? Why?"

Neo had a sinister grin on his face. "How much life energy can you drain from a person?"

"As much as the services they demand. Life for love. It's a consensual contract." answered Sirena with a smile.

"What if they force themselves upon you?" asked Neo.

Sirena's smile began to widen into a demonic smirk.