"What happened with that mugger was self-defense, and I doubt the world will mourn him. As for your roommate, I don't think you forced him nearly as much as you think. Though, you may want to use a little magic to make him forget your demonic form; that's harder to explain."
"What about Claire?" asked James, his eyes watery again. "I drained her completely. She didn't deserve that. She didn't deserve to die…"
Lilith nodded sadly. "She didn't. And doesn't."
James looked up at his mistress. "What…?"
"Claire isn't dead, James," responded the demoness. "You did drain her completely, but a husk isn't a corpse." The look in James' eyes told Lilith that he didn't understand, so she continued. "A husk is created when a human is sapped of all sexual energy. As husks, they ravenously seek out sexual energy for their master – literally living for sex. But they are alive."
"Then… is there hope for Claire?" James asked, "Can she return to how she was?"
"I don't know," answered Lilith. "I've never attempted to restore a husk before… they don't usually live long anyway." James' look of concern prompted Lilith to elaborate. "Husks are tied to the lifeforce of the one who created them. When their master dies… so do they. In the past, several of my agents have made husks, but they died shortly after. It may very well be possible to return Claire to her original state. If anyone can do that James, it's you." She offered him a comforting smile before standing. "You need to go now though."
James climbed to his feet. "What? Why?" he asked.
Lilith took her agent's hand in her own as she spoke. "It wasn't your intention to do so, James, but you did create a husk last night. And now you need to go get her before anyone else finds her. There's a reason I advise against completely draining the humans you have sex with. Husks are hard to control, and they can very quickly create new husks by draining people they come into contact with."
That was news to James. "Wait, what? You're telling me Claire is contagious?"
"That's one way to put it, yeah," answered Lilith. "But it won't be a problem if you get to her first and can keep her away from anyone else until we figure out how to restore her."
"Okay…" James said, thinking quickly. "I left her locked in the storeroom at work… shit! Sam's opening this morning! I gotta go, Lilith."
"I know," said the demoness, smiling fondly at her servant. "Go. I'll be here when you get back; I promise."
James smiled back before closing the short distance between them and pressing his lips to Lilith's. "I love you," he whispered after breaking off their kiss.
James' form began to shimmer and fade, leaving the golden sanctuary as he stirred in the real world. Lilith's lips uttered an unheard response and the temple dissolved around James. He awoke on the floor of his bedroom, smiling peacefully, as his mistress' words echoed through time and space to reach him.
"And I love you, James."
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