Yandere! Incubus x Fem! Reader SMUT
Synopsis: You are a complete and total virgin, with a love for erotic fiction! During a visit to an ero-convention, you meet your favorite author; only… there seems to be something familiar about him.
Warnings: Smut, p in v, p in a, double p lol, tail play, noncon, dubcon, degeneracy, he’s a yandere so do with that what you will, creampie (wrap it before you tap it yall)
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You were a complete and utter virgin. Never been on a date, haven't had a first kiss, hell, you haven't even held hands with a man before! Your satisfactions came from reading hentai — not that you ever touched yourself to it. You were too scared to. Afraid you'd hurt yourself or be too ashamed if you couldn't make yourself feel just right.
Though, you were quite the pervert, in your mind at least. You often collected erotic manga, especially with monster and humanoid themes; something otherworldly yet attractive. Impossible for you to experience, however, who couldn't even talk to a man without stuttering.
You often wondered if your perception on sex had been ruined by all the media you consumed. All the double penises, split tongues and sharpened teeth. You hardly cared. An adult virgin could do whatever the hell she pleased!
Swiping through your phone at an attempt at finding a decent one to read, you came across a relatively new one.
The Incubus's Lover!
Incubi. They existed in your world. Faintly.
A decade ago those monsters started appearing, snatching up innocent women and corrupting them to satisfy their incessant hunger. Succubi had appeared as well, though their workings much more discreet.
Men are easier to corrupt than women, you figured.
You often pondered what a night with an incubus would be like. You had never met one and neither had any of your friends, relatives, or coworkers. They were a rare find and the government felt it best to cooperate alongside them. An odd thing; predator and prey, demon and human getting along.
It was a particularly slow day at work when you were called into your boss's office amongst a few other employees within your department. You had been reading your usual erotica, boredom often sweeping you into your own little perverted world within your cubicle.
"A new coworker?" One senior piped up.
"Yes. A new friend will be joining the company," your superior cleared his throat before continuing, "It is extremely important that you all make him feel welcomed."
"Is he from a partner company?" You inquired. Your company dealt with pharmaceutical experimentation, your department in specific being responsible for organizing any data collected by the scientists in order to showcase it on a wider scale and drive up business.
You were essentially a high end saleswoman pitching to ridiculously wealthy clients and business partners.
"No, this isn't about sales. He is uh," your boss cleared his throat once again. "He's one of those demons." His voice was quiet, and as though on cue, the doors to his office slammed open revealing none other than the incubus himself.
His hair was a mossy green color, eyes glinting a slight pink as he flashed a toothy grin.
Sharp teeth, you noted.
"Sooo sorry for being late~" His voice was like honey, dripping with temptation and an allure of secrecy that seemed to pull you (and the other women next to you) in.
"No problem at all! Everyone, please kindly welcome Abeth."
You all gave differing variations of waves, quiet and loud greetings, and your hilariously old senior saluting.
Immediately, his pink irises locked onto yours, a mischievous look adorning his face as his eyebrows furrowed.
Not much is known about their prowesses. Incubi are a mystery. The way they hunt, why they do it and how isn't widely known, if at all. You thought that maybe he could sense your... lack of experience.
It would be so fucked up if he can actually do that, you contemplated half jokingly.
They often preyed on the more innocent men and women. Not that you truly were innocent, in understanding at least.
"(Y/N)!" Your boss called.
"Y-Yes sir!"
You straightened your back, the faint chuckle that befell the demon not going unnoticed by you. "You'll be showing kind Abeth around. It seems the others may not be able to control themselves," he nudged you jokingly, pointing at the way the women swooned.
That was the one thing that was certainly known about incubi; they emit some kind of scent. Something intoxicating, sweet, a force pulling you into taking a bite and indulging in the sins of these sexual demons.
You were no exception. Though, you must have been holding it together enough for your boss not to notice.
"Yes sir." You agreed.
The closer you stepped towards the demon the stronger his scent became. But you were determined to pull through. If anybody could deal with a sex crazed demon, it would be you: the perverted virgin too scared to have sex.
The tour had gone exceptionally well. You found common ground with Abeth, who took a liking to you immediately.
"This is the break room!" You marched inside. "The coffee machine's broken, but there's a cafe on the fifth floor so." You shrugged, opening the fridge and the cabinets for extra effect (you're just nervous and doing dumb shit).
Abeth nodded. "Incubi don't drink coffee," he chuckled.
You squeaked out an oh!
"Sorry, I don't know much about your uh... culture?"
He let out a hearty laugh, eyes crinkling.
"Human females are just the best!" He started, "So cute and stupid."
Your awkward smile faltered, a frown replacing it. "Stupid?" You repeated, as if the word were foreign.
He nodded, his green hair moving to cover his eyes as he leaned forward, height matching yours.
"Stuh-oo-pid!" With a flick of your forehead, he straightened his back once again. "Shall we continue the tour? I'd love to see my cubicle."
Abeth's once alluring expression now simply ticked you off. This seemed like a situation straight out of one of your erotica mangas! Except way way way less hot and steamy!
You're totally pissed!
"Fine, yeah, let's go to your cubicle." You muttered, stomping to the main area away from the break room. You slammed a hand against the table, the keyboard and mouse shaking at the force. "Welcome to your space. IT will get you set up, have at it."
Your now monotonous words did not go unnoticed by the demon, not that he cared.
Abeth could tell you're a virgin, the glowing mark on your abdomen, that only the lustful demons can see, being proof enough. But you certainly didn't smell like one. You had a faint scent of arousal constantly, but there was some experience hidden beneath it.
When he sat in his chair, he looked up at you.
"Say," you turned your head to stare down at him. "You're a virgin, right?"
"HUUHH?" You shouted, earning a few shushes and scoldings from your coworkers. Your face burned a bright red, anger all but spilling out of your ears in hot puffs of smoke. "You can't say stuff like that!" You whisper yelled. "Especially not in a work environment!!"
Abeth shrugged. "You're definitely a virgin." He muttered. "So why don't you smell like one?"
You scoffed, not understanding what the hell the demon is on about. Luckily, your savior came to your rescue.
"(Y/N)!" Your most loyal and amazing friend greeted.
"Hey Pia!"
"Boss man needs the safety protocol update asap if ya don't mind," she reminded you.
You nodded. "I'll have those done today. Sorry about the delay, I was showing our new hire around." He gleefully waved from behind you.
Hm, not a virgin. He thought to himself about Pia, relishing in how oblivious the two of you were. She can't replenish my power... not that he ever cared. Women are beautiful and sexy creatures. Power inducing or not, he'll sleep with every female he can get his hands on.
"Hey, [nickname], are we still going to Ero-fest this weekend?"
You quickly shushed Pia and moved her to a quiet corner, away from listening ears.
Except for Abeth's. His pointy ears do wonders for listening from a distance.
"Yeah totally!" You confirmed. "Tabs is gonna be there giving away signed copies of his newest edition! I'm so excited!!"
"You and that damned author. Honestly at this rate you might as well hook up with him."
You laughed. "Oh please. He's just really good at writing, ya know, that stuff."
Pia nodded, giggling. "Okay okay, we'll talk more about this later. Let's stop being weird."
You agreed, waving her off as you made your way to your cubicle.
Abeth's gaze, however, was locked onto your form with such an intensity you wondered what the hell could be burning a hole on your back.
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By the day of the convention, you were more than hyped. Pia convinced you to wear a matching succubus cosplay with her, not that you needed much convincing.
As you both walked into the erotic media convention, you chuckled to yourself.
"What's wrong?" Asked Pia.
"Ya know, we really are some serious pervs."
Pia laughed. "So is everyone else here," she pointed. "I'm gonna go to the DND panel, you go get that signed copy or whatever."
"Sounds good! Let's meet up at noon then."
Tabs is a renowned author within the ero community, focusing on drawing erotica targeted towards women. He was the original creator of The Incubus's Lover, a harrowing romance between a sex fiend woman and a shy incubus.
It would be your first time receiving an autograph from your favorite writer and artist, whose charm is often said to match well with his suggestive work.
After only a few moments of waiting in line, you were next. Immediately, his pink irises locked onto yours with a mischievous look adorning his face. You, as clumsy as ever, hadn't looked up from the table as you were scanning the released issues. His eyebrows furrowed as you giddily handed him your manga, rambling on about how talented he is and how much his work helped you.
"Helped you with what? You're a virgin with the smell of a well trained succubus." You froze, the voice oddly familiar. "You haven't done anything but read these."
The situation was dizzying. Abeth, the incubus and also douchebag coworker, is Tabs? As in, your favorite author Tabs?
Abeth licked his lips, scrutinizing your costume with a lustful gaze. "Judging by your outfit though, it seems you were planning on having a little fun tonight, huh?"
You blushed furiously, dropping the manga onto the table and walking off.
No way no way no way no way!!! This stupid incubus is Tabs??! And he just saw me in this ridiculous costume!!!
Before you could make it out the venue, a gloved hand snatched you into one of the hallways, stumbling until you were both stuck in a little closet away from prying eyes.
"A-Abeth? What are you doing?" You shouted, attempting (and failing) at pulling away from his grip on your wrist.
"Shhh, or we'll get caught." He flashed you his sharp canines, a boyish smile almost making you drop your guard. “I knew there was something weird about you.”
“Weird?” You questioned, cocking your head to the side.
How cute~
“Virgins don’t usually smell like this,” he mumbled, bringing his head to your neck and sniffing. The way his mossy hair traced your jaw caused a stifled mm to just barely escape your lips. “You’re all pent up. Reading that shit and not even masturbating…”
Your face was burning, the tips of your ears flushed pink at the way this demon just read you like a book. “S-So what? I can do as I please!” You forced out, nose pointed at the ceiling.
“Didn’t you say I’m your favorite author?” Abeth was pouting now.
“That was before I found out you were a-”
“An incubus?”
You nodded, slowly and unsure.
“Isn’t this the perfect setup though?” He was all but giggling at you.
“Perfect setup for what?”
“For losing your virginity, duh.”
Your eyes widened and you quickly pulled back, the force on your wrists causing you to lift your leg and knee the incubus accidentally.
A quiet moan escaped his throat, sighing at the momentary friction.
“See? You’re a natural.” He pulled you close once again. “I bet we could recreate the Incubus’s Lover right here…”
“We aren’t recreating anything you filthy demon!”
Abeth sighed. “Ya know, the manga’s heroine was a lot more enthusiastic when she was approached by an incubus,” he explained.
“This isn’t a manga.”
“And I’m not a bitched incubus, and you’re not a sex god heroine.” He licked at his lips, excitement clearly building. “Yet here you are in a skimpy costume with just a piece of latex covering your pussy.”
“What a pathetic virgin…”
You grabbed his bulge.
Maybe not the best response, but your pride was starting to take a blow and god dammit his words were starting to get you wet.
He sighed contentedly, leaning his abdomen further into your touch.
“That’s better,” he mumbled, smiling wide. “Do you want one, or two?”
“O-Of what?”
Abeth let go of your wrists, taking his shirt off and revealing his incubus marking along his happy trail, glowing a brightened pink. A heart with horns and swirls pointed outward, leading further down. He pointed a slender finger at the waistband of his pants. “One? Or two?”
Your brows furrowed. “Three.”
“Alright, don’t get greedy.” He laughed, pulling his pants down and revealing two slender penises. They were almost an unnatural pink leading into two reddened tips, veiny and pulsing with precum leaking.
While you were shamelessly staring at his two dicks, you hadn’t noticed the black horns now peaking from his hair, twisting backward in a perfectly circular motion.
“What scene do you want to recreate? Hm?” Abeth’s voice dropped low, his pink eyes practically glowing a luminescent red.
You stared at him blankly. You knew that manga front and back, from their first encounter to the latest one.
You swiped at where Abeth’s precum was leaking, pushing a thumb into the tip and forcing out a moan from the demon.
“Everything,” you whispered. “I wanna do everything.”
Abeth sweat dropped. He almost couldn’t discern you from an actual succubus.
Swiftly, the demon got to his knees, bare ass now sitting against the cold floor. What was once a confident woman-eating sex demon is now simply a shaking puppy, eyes wide and expectant.
This… It’s like roleplay right? Is that what we’re doing?
Despite your outward confidence, you were blazing with confused and muddled thoughts. He’s recreating the first scene, right? Where the heroine catches the shy incubus getting off in the storage closet of their newly shared apartment.
Your suspicions were confirmed when Abeth began pumping his cock into his hands, stifling moans and biting his lip.
“Ahh~ (Y/N)~ (Y/N)~” His words rang in your ear, the bucking of his hips into his fists making your core drip. The way he’s touching himself is messy, like an inexperienced virgin (you lol) trying to chase a forbidden relief. “I’m sorry, don’t hate me. Please don’t hate me. Just let me- ah mmf, so good so good!”
This is just too much! You were certain you must have a nose bleed at this point.
You shakily brought your foot to the cock he wasn’t pumping into, a cooing escaping your lips.
I can do this! I can do this! You repeated.
“Ooh~ Is the poor stray I picked up having some tr… trouble?” You babbled, rubbing your foot forward and back, pressing down on occasion to send jolts of pleasure through Abeth. You stuttered a bit, and your words came out almost far too unsure.
But if Abeth were honest, that only seemed to make the situation even more arousing.
You are such a virgin!
He keeled forward, taking a hand and grabbing your ankle and licking a stripe all the way to just beneath your knee. “Let’s fuck~ Please…”
“Fu..Fuck?” It was supposed to sound condescending, you literally just sounded shocked. “Sure, baby.” You kneeled down in front of him, grabbing his waist and trailing your hands to his pecks.
“Just a moment,” you promised, fingers flicking at his nipples.
Abeth’s back arched. “Hold on, this wasn’t in the manga-”
You shushed him. “Creative liberty,” you mumbled, voice barely audible.
You pinched his nipple, rolling it between your fingers and then gently pulling. Despite his flinching, Abeth’s face was contorted into one of pleasure; the satisfied little sighs and groans indication enough that he seemed to be enjoying your stimulation.
Ducking forward, you brought your mouth right over one of his nipples, sucking and licking at the pretty little erect thing.
He leaned into you, one arm leaving his cock to wrap around you and pull you in.
You brought your free hand downward, grabbing his second cock firmly and pumping. Your movements were rapid and amateur at best, but fuck the stimulation from your hot tongue on his chest was certainly helping.
“Mm, ‘m gonna cum, gonna cum… ‘m cumming-”
White hot ropes shot out of both of his penises, landing on your stomach and chest in thick puddles. Deepened ah ah ah’s sounded next to your ear, his mossy hair a mess.
You made him cum.
No fucking way.
You let out a shocked laugh, excitement overtaking all of your senses.
“Again…” You started, “I wanna make you cum again.”
His irises seemed to change into hearts at your statement, face flushed and pointed ears twitching.
Something wrapped around your waist, and when you looked down you noticed it was a tail; black and thin, with an upside down heart at the end.
You put two nimble fingers on it, caressing the strange exterior of his tail and eliciting a loud, weakened moan. You recalled a specific moment in the manga where the heroine used the incubus’s tail to get himself off.
You yanked it away from your waist, a hiss and fuck! the only reaction received.
“Is your manga just… a how-to for having sex with demons?” Your question was mostly rhetorical, a theory you didn’t imagine has an answer.
But he seemed to smile at your statement. “Why not check and see?”
His thighs spread wide, Abeth’s cocks on full display with his tail still in your hand. You wrapped it around the top penis, squeezing for a second before beginning to rub it up and down. The cum from earlier made his dick wet and slippery, and you wondered if it would fit inside you.
Abeth’s legs twitched and shook, mouth hanging agape at the intense stimulation. You swore you could see drool escaping his lips, though you were too focused and nervous to check properly.
“Cumming- cumming cumming- ‘m gonna cum again.” He seemed to be pushing back, feet kicking and body squirming as you continued rubbing at his erect length with a vigorous speed.
You leaned down, the flat of your tongue licking the top of his length in one slow motion before his second orgasm let loose.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck!” Abeth pleaded, watching as his cum now coated your face and tongue.
He grabbed you by your waist and pulled you close, mouth latching onto yours in a desperate attempt at receiving soft affection from you.
“I need you. I need to fuck my cock into that virgin pussy,” his voice whined out, tail swishing behind himself.
As he lined himself with your entrance, you quickly shoved his cock back to his stomach, foot squeezing and forcing a pained groan from the demon.
“Not.. Not yet!” You panicked. “I don’t want you to… take that, yet.”
Abeth bit your shoulder, his sharpened teeth drawing blood and a little ah! from you. “Don’t you want to lose your virginity?”
Your gaze dropped. “But then you’ll stop playing around with me,” you admitted, far too attached to the exciting reactions of the incubus. How could you possibly allow yourself only one night of bliss?
“What a greedy virgin,” he spat. Without warning, he shoved his tail inside your sopping cunt, the painful force practically knocking the wind out of you.
You were more than wet enough, sure, but you had never even stimulated yourself outside, much less within!
“A-Ah! It hurts!” You cried, arms grabbing Abeth’s neck to steady yourself.
He left the thin tail inside you for only a moment, waiting for when you’d inevitably start searching for more friction. An incubus’s tail serves more than just personal pleasure, but it also acts as an aphrodisiac, inducing mass amounts of sensitivity and pleasure into the recipient.
As soon as your tongue began hanging out of your mouth like a dog, and hips began grinding ever so slowly, he knew you had finally accustomed yourself.
Abeth shifted and curled his tail in every which way, preparing you for his length with a delight you had never seen before.
“That’s it, baby… Loosen up for me…”
God, your little moans and sweet scent had his mind reeling. If he had known you would feel this good, perhaps he would have taken you the moment you met at work.
Right on your boss’s desk, or perhaps in the break room where everyone could walk in and see.
This is becoming dangerous. Addicting.
And his mind went over the edge when he felt your sucking on his neck, your pathetic little attempt at leaving a hickey with nothing but spit and tongue.
“Fuck-” Abeth moaned, his pulsing dicks no longer able to withstand the lack of stimulation. He flipped you to your knees, hands now resting on the cold floor.
His grip on your ass tightened, spreading your cheeks apart to get a nice view of how his tail disappeared within your tight hole.
“Yeah… Yeah, you’re ready, baby,” his words were more reassuring for himself and less for you.
Pushing the latex fabric aside, he lined himself up with both of your entrances, your ass pointed upward.
Slowly, he slid himself inside of you, ass and cunt pulsing against his lengths as they stretched you out.
“Too big, ‘s too big~” Your words were practically incoherent.
“Oh, don’t be such a virgin,” Abeth teased, rocking in and out of you.
He was mesmerized by the way you ate his cocks, the monstrous things disappearing and reappearing every time he plunged himself into your core. Your tightness sent him reeling, his body looming over yours as he encircled his arms around you, hands grabbing at your barely clothed tits and massaging. You could feel his breath on the back of your neck, his groans and whines making your pussy and ass contract.
“Look at that~” He teased. “You’re not a virgin anymore, (Y/N).” The way your name slid off his tongue made you turn your head to him, tongue sticking out.
“Abeth~” You moaned out.
He began kissing on your lips, taking your tongue into his mouth and sucking.
Your erotic look left him messier than he would have liked, less in control.
Abeth’s once steady thrusts were now turning sloppy, no clear rhythm as he began nearing the edge of both of your pleasures.
“So tight, so cute~”
“This virgin hole is all mine…”
“You’re all mine, baby~”
When you finally reached ecstasy, you moaned out his name in a desperate attempt at grounding yourself in the moment. His thick, hot ropes of cum coated your insides entirely, the fullness a feeling you will never forget and always crave.
You continued rocking into him, hips jerking until you milked Abeth of everything.
“So good, you did so good~” He cooed in your ear, licking at the tip before finally releasing you from his grip.
The glowing virgin’s mark disappeared, though the absence was only momentary as he quickly shoved his tail down your throat.
You gagged, clawing at the appendage with pure confusion and fear.
“Shhh, don’t move,” he warned, hand squishing the fat of your belly as he waited for the new mark to appear.
It was red and pink, a heart with smaller ones surrounding it, placed perfectly on your womb.
“So pretty…” Abeth mumbled, removing his tail from your throat and squishing your tummy one last time.
You crawled back only as much as the closet allowed. “W-What is this?” You breathed out, still exhausted and sore from the sex you had moments ago.
“An incu-sigil.” He beamed.
“A what?”
“A brand of ownership.”
“I’m sorry?”
Abeth let out an exasperated sigh. “You, little non virgin, are now mine,” he tapped at your marking. “If you try to have sex with another man, incubus or human, you’ll feel a terrible burning aside.” He frowned, feigning sadness and pouting at you as if he were not the one to illicit this sigil.
“A burning only I can remedy.”
