Could you write something short about an incubus lover? Just the thought of being with one gives me chills.
There is definitely an unseen presence in the room. You canfeel it - every hair on your body seems to stand on end and the cosy hotel roomis suddenly ice cold, the floor boards creaking ominously near your bed. Youdraw the covers up under your chin and shiver.
Itâs such a clichĂ© thing to say, and you scold yourself. Afterall, youâd hate to chase him away. You clear your throat and take a deepbreath.
âIf thereâs something here then⊠you can comecloser,â you say with a confidence you donât really feel. You forceyourself to lower the covers and watch the fog of your own exhalation in theweak light from the street lamp outside.
The bed suddenly dips near your feet. You jump, your hearthammering as you peer through the gloom, but thereâs nothing there. Just thegroan of the mattress springs as something heavy crawls towards you.
Your eyes squeeze shut at the last second as you braceyourself, right before something touches your face.
âMmmph,â you whimper pathetically, and hear a lowchuckle in response. The sound is gravelly, definitely not human, and somethingdrags slowly up your cheek once again. Itâs warm, somehow, and⊠wet. Soft.
Your whimper turns into a moan when it reaches your ear andheat envelops your lobe.
Yes. You might notbe able to see him but you can definitely feel him, an invisible weight thatpresses into you. Itâs probably terrifying to some, but you arenât scared anymore - not now that you know what he wants. It turns out that youâre both herefor the exact same thing.
âMore,â you breathe when you feel the hint ofteeth. You are no longer cold, which is good since the blanket gets draggedright off you in the next second.
That weight moves down your body, tearing at the flimsy t-shirt youwore to bed. You arch your back when the warmth of an invisible mouth starts towork between your legs, and it doesnât stop until they are shaking.
âDo it,â you encourage. âWhat are you waitingfor - fuck me, come on, hurry.â
That sinister chuckle returns and you love how deep itsounds, but you canât appreciate it for long. In the next few seconds you aregrabbed hard, your thighs spread wider as something stiff pushes right into youin one rough shove.
Itâs everything you wanted and more - you donât need gentle.You need a demon to fuck you and fill you and claim you, you need a beast, adamned creature, an incubus like him.
âYes!âYou groan when he pulls out only to thrust back in harshly. The motion drivesyou backwards, so you fist your hands in the sheet beneath you and try to hold on ashe does it again and again, the headboard banging into the wall behind.
Heâs good. Big. You feel nicely stretched to the point whereit burns just a bit every time he whacks it in. You want to wrap your legsaround him and pull him closer, but he only grabs you behind the knees when youtry, forcing them back towards your head. The angle drives his cock evendeeper, broken sounds spilling from your lips as that hot numb feeling beginsto spread along your belly.
Right then thereâs a growl from above you that makes your insidestwitch.
âLittle human,â says the incubus in heavilyaccented English, and you climax so suddenly that it takes you by surprise.
Those words. That voice. You feel yourself come in a rush ofintensity, your muscles tensing and releasing as you hold your breath for amoment and then gasp for air. He doesnât stop, only making a purr of approvaland holding your thighs tighter, the sharp tips of his fingers digging innicely as he continues to fuck you.
It isnât long before you feel it building up again, like aspring coiling relentlessly within you. Heâs making more noises now; grunts andgroans that are so arousing that you canât help but answer them.
âDo you like it? Do you want to go harder?â Youask, trying to pry more words from him. He says nothing, though he does speedup a bit. âCan I see you? Let me see you.â
His rhythm is starting to falter, uneven thrusts that onlydriving you closer. You reach out and try to touch him, and your hands findstrong shoulders before brushing against something else.
Youâre about to lose it.
âNNnghhh, please,âyou beg, and he shudders above you.
âAhhh, little human,â he moans, loud and ethereal,right before he flickers into view.
One last rough shove and his hips lock into place, his handstightening and holding you still as he empties himself deep inside. You canfeel his cock pulsing and thumping, but all you can do is stare; he iseverything. Sharp fangs peek from his lips, obsidian skin blending in with thedarkness, but you cannot miss those wings - theyâve snapped out in the heat ofthe moment, looking huge and tipped with sharp spikes. You watch them flex andshudder, membranes stretched taut as this otherwordly creature comes inside you,and it drives you over the edge. He groans again and you can feel it vibrating in the air asyour own orgasm hits you for the second time, stronger than the last andseeming to go on and on far longer than it should.
You shut your eyes only for a moment, and thatâs when hepulls out. Heâs gone when you open them again.
âHey - hey, come back!â You demand, looking arounddesperately. Itâs no use. If he doesnât want to be seen then thereâs nothingyou can do about it. âPlease? Come back!â
The night wears on but he doesnât return, and eventually youfall into a fitful sleep. When you wake up in the morning you wonder if it wasall a dream - of course, one look at the mess on your inner thighs and thebruises on your legs prove that it was only too real. Luckily you still havethree nights left at this hotel - Â and youâll do anything it takes to see him again.
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