There was a moment in which Bo considered leaving it at that, but if this was going to happen more than once - and she was hoping it would for a variety of reasons - then she wanted him to know. Despite her mother's feelings on the subject, consent and acceptance made this a whole lot better. Plus Bo wanted to know what Sam really was.

"It might." Bo's fingers lightly traced random lines on his chest absentmindedly. Even though she was aware it might change things, she still needed to be honest.

"I'm not exactly human. And it wasn't magic either. I'm a succubus."