My Incubus is a Drama Queen

I'm the human who was adopted by a top-tier incubus. Austin Colton had just come of age, and he desperately needed a human to feed from.

I volunteered once… and got completely shot down.

I figured he must've hated me, so imagine my shock when I suddenly started hearing his inner thoughts instead.

'Don't ask me why I'm always burning up! Ugh…'

'Hey, quit playing with my tail, baby! Do you even know what that does? It's all swollen and tender…'

'Can't disturb Iris while she's studying. Tonight, I guess her pajamas will have to do.'

'What if I tell Iris the truth? That a first time with a top-tier incubus could drain half her life force? She'd run for the hills.'

I was speechless.

My family was so poor we couldn't even afford food. So poor that I posted myself for sale online.

A staff member from the agency paired me with a top-tier incubus: the youngest son of the powerful Colton family—Austin Colton.

He had just come of age and was going through his first heat cycle, which meant he urgently needed human bodily fluids to survive. Saliva, sweat, tears… anything would work.

For an ordinary human like me, the amount of money Austin was offering was insane. I figured he must've been desperate. So the second we met, I started getting undressed. "Where do you wanna do this? The couch, or the bed?"

Honestly, if I saw a guy who looked like him on the street, I would doubt that I was not in the real world. Nobody should be that perfectly put together. But he was a top-tier incubus. That explained it. This species was just unfairly gorgeous by design.

Then he said, "That won't be necessary."

Turns out, he'd only brought me here to get his parents off his back. Every alarm in my head went off at once: Oh my god. He's gay.

That night, we slept in separate rooms. I went to check on him once. He was in the shower. Later, in the dead of night, strange noises kept coming from his room. The butler explained awkwardly, "The young master… is running a fever."

I couldn't help thinking, 'What? He took a shower and caught a fever? So pretty, and yet so fragile?'

…

The weekend rolled around. Austin's parents came to visit. Austin was a pure-blooded, top-tier incubus. As the hope of the entire clan, he was supposed to be eager to produce an heir. But the Austin showed zero urgency.

He asked me to play along, so I did. Sitting on the couch, leaning back against his chest, I picked up a slice of tangerine in front of his parents and brought it to his lips. "Open up, baby."

Austin's expression stayed cool. His thin lips parted slightly as he took it from my fingers. A faint, scorching heat brushed against my skin. His lips were… unusually hot.

After he finished, I noticed his parents had gone completely still. His