Catering an orgy does seem like a rather worthwhile endeavour, and likely a market where the food boy doesn't have much competition. He can't imagine too many people are scrambling to serve food at sex parties, which is a shame. People expend a lot of energy at things like this. They stay quite active. Far more so than at most other parties, quite likely.

Humans often act like such prudish things when he has evidence to the contrary right behind him. Debauchery in every corner of this home, bodies defiling the once pristine surfaces. And it took surprisingly little of the incubus' own influence to make it happen. That's not to say that Vena's potent aura has no hand in this, but not as much as it needs to. Many humans are just looking for an excuse to give in. Vena is that excuse.

Vena lets his eyes wander over Levi yet again, paying zero attention to the boxes balanced in his arms. No, he'd much prefer to let his eyes follow the lines of the food boy's body before ultimately pulling his eyes away to look over his shoulder toward the naked middle aged man plodding toward them.

"Unfortunately, he's already claimed my ass for the foreseeable future, but my mouth is free. Or if you're patient, he'll exhaust himself before too much longer." Specify what you mean by 'it', Levi.