Jeremiah, at least that's what he was called nowadays on the mortal realm, pulled up a chair and sat in front of the black and purple otter. "Isaac! It's been a while. That's your name around here right?" he wondered, cocking his head playfully. Isaac was just having his morning coffee in his favorite diner. "Funny seeing you here, so how's business?" he asked casually, looking around the room, studying the rest of the small crowd. "Not a bad place for scouting, we're near campus, plenty of heartbroken and/or horny students... you must be having a ball here! Or two, gettit?" the young mouse laughed. His presence kinda stood out in this place, he was by far the youngest patron, but the waitress had apparently not noticed him yet
 
"Ohh...hey..." the otter-y incubus answered sheepishly. The mouse-y incubus sounded like he was being completely friendly. Chit chatting with him like they were both good friends. In truth there wasn't necessarily any hostility between them. However they both knew that when it came to what made a demon with a sexual appetite an incubus - Isaac was relatively weak in comparison. His magical abilities and ability to influence others was much weaker. Compared to Jeremiah’s life the otter demon’s life had been much tougher. Isaac was convinced he was cursed with bad luck. What else would explain why he struggled so much finding consistent and safe mortals to feed from? Isaac had gone hungry at times, while Jeremiah hadn't felt that kind of hunger in a long time.
 
The otter looked around making sure no one was paying attention to their conversation. They weren't being loud, but it was still possible for someone to listen in on them. No doubt the young patron was using a bit of magic to keep others from paying too much attention to them. It wasn't full proof - Even Jeremiah couldn't have sex in a place like this without drawing negative attention. But suggesting to others that they weren't talking about anything interesting? Apparently that was something within Jeremiah’s powers. "Yeah Isaac is what I'm going by right now. You're right this is a good place for scouting and things have been going well lately..."
 
The mouse remembered his humble beginnings, that's why he took the time to hand with Isaac every now and then, just to make sure he wasn't in too much trouble, and share a few helpful tips. Of course not his best ones. The mouse gave his otter friend a little look too, "Yeah, you look nice, your aura is growing too, someone got lucky last night?" he wondered with a smirk. The otter didn't need to reciprocate his question, Jeremiah's aura was bright with the lust of a dozen different boys. Sometimes it really was a mystery to them both how mortals could NOT see these things. "Let's see what they have on the menu here" the mouse said, lifting the cardboard menu on the table.... and immediately ignoring it to look around the room again. "Oooh, I see that confused young fox over there already has your mark, good job, look at him trying to hit on the waitress to convince himself he can still be straight. Tssk tskk. You gotta invite him for another date soon. What's holding you back?"
 
The otter couldn't help be jealous. It was true he'd gotten laid recently which was a lovely accomplishment for him. He felt satisfied without any hunger pains! But their pesky aura’s only made for others like them reveal how active their sex lives were. And unsurprisingly his mouse buddy was very healthy from his indulgent activities. How awkward would it be if everyone had auras? At least it was only the demons things like that which revealed so much about their personal lives. He looked over at the young fox who was avoiding his gaze. A successful conquest and he'd gotten with him once but hadn't been able to repeat it with him. "He uhhh is still straight. Super straight actually. I mean I'm proud for convincing him to experiment with me, but he got all weird afterwards and turned down any future dates..."
 
The mouse kept browsing around for interesting targets, but it was the fox who got his attention gain. "This guy is as straight as I am a virgin" he insisted. "Ask any of his girlfriends how he's doing in bed if you don't trust me, but I have an instinct for these things" the mouse boasted, his ears perking up proudly as he sat himself straighter... which looked a bit silly since the diner's tables were not designed for younger people, especially not younger mice, which meant his elbows had to bend up a lot to reach the table. "Probably got severe closetitis. But that's what we are here to cute, isn't it. That fox needs to learn to love dick, he must dream about dicks all night, crave dick with each of his cum-flavored breaths" he said with grand gestures before turning to the waitress who had been obliviously waiting at their side for his order. "I'll have a hot chocolate with whipped cream and a donut" Jeremiah told her. 
 
The deer waitress gave him a bright smile. "Sure sweetie, another coffee Isaac? Your little brother is so cute!" she said, petting the mouse between the ears.
 
The mouse turned back to face his fellow incubus, "But that's what we are here to cure."
 
When you thought about it their conversation was completely absurd to be hearing it out loud in a public place. Isaac blushed and continued to be completely impressed that no one was looking at them weirdly. Always amazed at how easy Jeremiah made everything sound. His keen observations, playful personality, and natural abilities all aided him well. The waitress had approached them, but if she had heard anything or seen the grand gestures she didn't acknowledge any pervy conversations were taking place. Brothers! Hah. But he wasn't going to argue with her it was a good cover story. "Errr yeah my little brother. Sure I'll take another coffee..." The waitress smiled saying it was nice of him to take his little brother out, and for him to pay for his sweets like that.
 
When she walked away Isaac gave his rebuttal for their conversation about the fox he had bedded. Once. "Severe closetitis? That's bullshit. He's straight. I'm damned proud of getting his cum onto my breath. But he doesn't crave dick enough to fall for any of that repeatedly."
 
Jeremia dipped his donut in the freshly brought chocolate and took a hearty bite in it, letting out a loud appreciative "hmmm" After a few years in that form he was really nailing the cute childish act. "But seriously, look, I know I have tricked you before but.... it was a while ago, I wasn't even a mouse then, and, well, I was kinda desperate, but I'm a new person now, and I'm telling you, the only time this fox came without thinking of someone else was when he did it in your mouth" It was a little odd to see the mouse talking about this with whipped cream all over his muzzle. "So forget that..." the mouse squinted as he tried to read the otter's aura. "...rabbit.. guy you banged yesterday, you're not corrupting much with him. Why not pay that fox a little nightly visit? You know, it's sad that this is falling out of fashion, 500 years ago it was all the rage. Crawl into his dorm, confusion spell, let him believe it's all a dream... and if he's "dreaming" about you a few nights in a row, maybe he'll call you back~"
 
Isaac really wasn't sure what to make of Jeremiah's wisdom. Was he being told real advice or just something that would amuse the mouse knowing that the otter was out of his league? He couldn't really read that much of the mortal’s thoughts, could he? "Maybe..." he answered after being told about the whole confusion spell thing. "I might have better success with the rabbit again if I try a plan like that. He's the gayer of the two. Although it's been a while since I've tried the confusion dream spell thing. It has worked. But it's also not gone as well as I'd hoped with some guys. One guy punched me and tossed me out of the house afterwards. Another guy took the dream thing a bit too seriously and tried to choke me! It has worked before though so maybe I should give it another shot.”
 
The mouse laughed as he heard about Isaac's misfortune. "Choked you? Haha, maybe that was his kink?" he wondered, but it probably was not. "But see, don't be so negative, that means it worked. Now get out there and use that spell on people who don't have delusions of power and want to choke everyone they mean if they can do it consequence free. Tonight, you go to that bunny's bedroom, and if he doesn't tear your pants off the moment he 'realized' he's having a dream, well... I'm... hmm... buying you lunch, or something." he promised. Whether he meant mortal, unsustaining food-based lunch or to share some of his own worshippers with the unlucky otter was left for Isaac to wonder as he jumped back onto his feet, and waved his friend goodbye, leaving his bill to the otter. Tips are never completely free among demons.