Tales From the Modern Incubus | Part 20*
Summary: THE RITUAL - Harry does what he was born to do and Y/n finally sees his demonic form which is beautiful and frightening.
A/n: Remember, this is demon/incubus!Harry, so there may be some triggering topics. Please read all warnings in the TFMI Masterlist before continuing. This is all just smut really so be warned. 5k words
Warning: Smut, religious themes, talks of demonic powers, talk of blood, biting, sacreligious prayer, pain kink, breeding kink
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Harry had you lie on the bed at the center. He stood at the foot of the bed and looked down at you with a grin that would have looked evil to anyone not aware of what was going on. His demon features were beginning to surface. His face was shadowed, his eyes were black, and you swore when he licked his lips his tongue looked like it had been dipped in blood. Harryâs breaths were deep and animalistic, reminding you of the rattled breaths from Satan. He appeared taller, and then when he threw his head back and lifted his arms he began to speak Enochian in a voice not his own. Or at least a voice you hadnât heard come from him before.
It startled you at first, the way his voice was guttural and reverberated deeply around him. He didnât sound human. But of course, Harry wasnât human. Not fully. The tattoos on his body looked as if they were beginning to glow and you realized that blood was dripping from the edges of his mouth as he moved his lips.
Harryâs black wings appeared suddenly, taking up the space around him and nearly reaching the high ceiling. A steamy cloud in grey floated above him and began to disperse toward your space on the bed. The cloud hovered and Harryâs chanting grew darker and louder and the sound of thunder rattled the windows and shook the bed.
You kept your eyes on Harry as he grew large. The glowing tattoos glittered and his teeth looked sharp, maybe like something youâd imagine a vampireâs teeth to look like.
You tried to take a breath but you realized his chant and the ritual he had begun placed you in a trance. You were aware but you were unable to speak or breathe or blink. Your lungs felt like they needed air but then you felt your limbs begin to tingle.
Without even seeing Harry move he was suddenly above you, his face inches from yours and his once dark eyes were now red like his mouth full of blood. You werenât scared but you were in awe. His body had grown and his wings were larger than the bed you were on. A tale behind him whipped to the side and the steamy fog that had floated over your body had now taken up the space of the ceiling completely so that all you could see was the cloudy grey fog above.
Harry was beautiful. Breathtaking. You now could see it with your own eyes that he was part of a lineage of angels and demons that were created to be perfect. But you couldnât voice this to him. You were stuck. You were unable to move.
Harryâs voice filled your head, âYouâre perfect,â he said without moving his mouth. And you were compelled to part your lips with your eyes locked on his. You held your mouth open and the blood in Harryâs mouth was poured into your own. It tasted like metal and burnt wood. Without even swallowing the liquid drew down your throat and into your tummy and Harryâs hand grasped your jaw.
You realized his nails were digging into your skin when you felt the pinch of it, but it only made you more excited. His mouth dropped to your neck and you felt his sharp teeth puncture your skin and he pulled at your flesh to drink your blood.
The feeling of it made you dizzy, woozy, hot, aroused. Your head was filled with images of snakes slithering in and out of a circle of mud and then you saw an angel in white and a demon in black on either side of the circle of wet earth. They were chanting the same thing Harry had been. The grey sky above was a cloud that began to lower and thunder shook the ground.
When Harry removed his mouth from your neck your head cleared and you saw him again, above you but it felt like a dream. He began to move down your body and his wings folded back into his spine with a crunching echo. Harryâs nails gently scraped your flesh as he lowered himself. He never removed his eyes from yours.
Unable to move or breathe or speak you watched him as he placed his big palms over your tummy and continued his incantation. You knew the words he was speaking were a summons of fertility and protection. You could feel your heart pounding and your body reacted to his touch and his words with need and desire.
Harryâs gaze remained locked on yours when he brought his hands down over your hips and then to the warmest, softest spot between your legs, his chants slowing and softening.
You felt your insides heat up and burn when he pushed his fingers into your entrance and the bed shook, the deafening sound of thunder crashing around you. Harryâs fingers were inside of you and you could feel the sting of his nails dragging through you at the same time that you felt the pressure of your orgasm. It was as if you went from being aroused to being penetrated, and in mere seconds an orgasm was about to burst from your veins. It was not like anything youâd ever experienced but your body was not in your control. Harry was the master of you at that moment. He was willing an orgasm out of you. But you allowed it. Youâd given him permission and full control of your body and its response.
The lava that filled your lungs and your veins and your insides began to surge out of your body and into Harryâs hand. You couldnât moan or shout or reach for him for grounding as you came with a burst of light and thunder shaking the world. Your eyes went dark and you saw a creature in your vision. He had three heads and he held a book. One of the heads cried in sorrow, the other laughed maniacally, and the third recited from the book he held and watched you intently.
Shaken back to your present you opened your eyes and Harry was in his normal form, the one youâd been used to, and sat in between your legs naked and watching you silently. The room was calm and noiseless. The fog was gone. The sound of thunder had disappeared and now you could breathe, pulling air into your lungs, and feel your heart pounding in your chest.
âHarry?â You spoke with a shaky breath and Harry smiled as he leaned over you and kissed you hard. You pulled your arms up and around his back and he cupped your face, holding your head close to him.
Harry broke from the kiss and delicately rubbed a thumb over your face, âYouâre okay. I needed to call on the spirits to watch, to witness what Iâm going to do to you. Theyâre here but you canât see them anymore. Are you ready, my love?â
You nodded. You knew that this would be part of the ritual. Harry had prepared you for it beforehand. He explained youâd see things that didnât make sense and his form would change and then that during the performance youâd be watched as he filled you with his fertile seed and made you pregnant.
Harry moved back down your body and put his face right over your labia, licking upward and closed his eyes, âPraise be to The Almighty for his creation, this heady essence,â he looked at you and kissed your pussy before licking into your crease again and continuing his prayer of thanks, âThanks to God for this willing soul and body to home the heir of an incubus. The womb of my choice before me is a gift,â another lick of his tongue into your arousal coating his mouth, âone I will happily receive and will complete my duty to maintain the balance The Almighty has required. Praise and thanks are due to God, The Almighty for making this creation. Amen.â
You scrunched your brow as you looked at Harry. Praying to God?
Harry grinned as he saw the look on your face, âWhy not? He is the creator. Itâs because of him that this is possible at all. Your body,â Harry spoke in a raspy voice as he smoothed his hands up from your thighs to your hips, âyour womb⌠these tits,â he brushed the tips of his fingers over the peeks of your nipples, âthe breath in your lungs, the pout on these lips,â he lowered his mouth to kiss yours before situating himself between your legs, âthis very moment, your need, your smell, your soul⌠itâs all here for me to defile. Praise God,â Harry laughed at his sacrilegious spiel. You laughed.
âShall we begin?â Harry spoke as he hovered over you, positioning your body under him with his cock pressed at your opening.
You nodded and Harry kept his eyes on yours as he finally pushed his bulbous crown into your entrance, his plunge inward slicing into your walls and pushing them apart with his big demon cock. You gasped at the same time Harry did. And you knew this was it. Harry would need to put on a bit of a show for the spirits who were present. It was part of the ancient promise he made long ago and something he rather enjoyed doing. But now, being able to do it with you would be something inexplicable. He was ready to fuck his heir into you, to answer his calling.
Harry groaned deeply as he began to stuff himself into you further. His big cock was overwhelming your insides. You always knew he was big and he always felt big inside of you but you never had trouble taking him. But now, the width and his length felt even more sizable. You werenât sure if his cock was actually larger or if that was just part of how it felt to be on the receiving end of the impregnation ritual.
You cried out when his cock slipped out then he forced it back in. Your body jolted upward and Harry repeated his heavy thrusts. Over and over again your body was rocked upward and the bed, which was sturdy and seemed like it wouldnât be easily moved, was shaking and dipping under Harryâs intense pounding. It felt like youâd split in two.
You were wet in a way that seemed impossible, though, and it created a slippery hole for Harryâs big cock. Your body was enjoying the intrusion, the way you were being spread apart, the ache, the pinch of pain.
Harryâs muscles flexed and his body worked his prick in and out of you with astonishing strength. Your mind wandered for a moment to what a human woman would have felt when Harry was doing this. It must have been far more painful because if you were feeling the pain, certainly a human woman would feel it much worse. And you enjoyed a bit of pain.
You sucked in a sharp breath when Harry slowed his movement after grinding himself in so deep you felt it in your stomach. He watched himself disappear into you and the way your pussy gripped around him. It was beautiful. He groaned in a laugh, âLook at this. See how you take it.â
You pushed yourself up to look down at where you were connected and you gasped in surprise, your eyes widening. You looked up to Harryâs face and then back down to where his cock was moving into you. He was bigger. His cock was so large and you looked so small in comparison.
âItâs so big. Why?â You moaned your words as Harry filled you with his fleshy and thick cock over and over again.
Harry brought a hand down to your pussy and pressed his fingers to your labia where you were gripping him as he slicked himself inward, âIt just happens. When itâs time for my semen to enter a womb it makes my cock swell and grow. Even more than it does normally.â
âOohh⌠itâs so thickâŚâ you cooed looking from where his dick was shiny and covered in you up to his face, â⌠this is what it looks like when you breed someone?â
Harry groaned and moved his hands upward to your tits, âYes. Fuck baby⌠gonna fill you up and breed your cunt.â
You keened at his words and the way he felt moving into you. You imagined yourself carrying Harryâs heir. Your heir. Your belly would grow and youâd become a mom.
Youâd be a mother to a baby. A mother.
You suddenly felt the tiniest bit of worry. You knew what you were getting into but at that moment, things were very real. Harry was going to get you pregnant. The ritual had begun, but that didnât mean your mind didnât wander.
Harry slowed down a little and repositioned so he was laying over your body, his face inches above yours. He put his hands up and cradled the back of your head and sloppily pushed in and pulled back with languid and slow strokes.
âY/n⌠I can hear those doubts. But I love you. You're my mate. My only one. I will do everything I can to make this perfect for you. Iâll serve you,â he poked deep into your insides as he continued, âIâll worship you, take care of everything you need and want. You wonât have to lift a single finger,â the noise of Harryâs heavy prick grinding into you squelched as he continued gently rocking into you, âYouâre my whole world. My queen. My angel,â he looked down at you as he spoke, âDonât worry about anything⌠my little lemon love,â he gasped a breath at how his cock was squeezed and coated by you.
You laughed at his use of the nickname and nodded, âI love you, Harry. This feels so good⌠ahhhhâŚâ you lifted your head upward to connect your lips to Harryâs. You wanted to feel him on your mouth and in your pussy at the same time. His tongue licking into your mouth, and his cock thrusting through your walls.
Harry moaned into your sweet mouth. He was in his element. This was when his incubus nature could really shine. He would fuck you over and over and over again this night. He would come inside of you many times and impregnate you.
Normally, during the ritual, heâd fuck and come once. It was all that was required. But sometimes, he felt like he needed to really solidify his ability and soothe his urge. There were times in the past when a female was particularly enticing and her smell was too delicious to just have one time during impregnation. Harry had a primal side afterall. Heâd been fucking since the middle stone ages. Things were different then and his experiences had evolved over time. Back then he didnât take a lot of time or care to impregnate. But as he aged and learned and humanity influenced him in his quest he realized heâd been missing out on the way it could be a joy to impregnate. Especially certain women.
Some women would get the full experience, others would just get pregnant. But Harry loved showing women a good time during the ritual. He liked giving pleasure, he learned. Because the response was much better and it fed his ego. He liked being good at what he did.
And with you, well there was no question about what kind of experience heâd give you. Not only could you handle him better than any human, but he was also obsessed with you and your scent and he loved making you come. Because he felt it when you came. Having an orgasm with his bonded mate was something on a different level. He felt your orgasm in his body and you felt his. There was nothing like it. Nothing.
He'd been having sex for thousands of years but you were the first heâd experienced bonded sex with and it changed him the first time he felt it. If he thought he was obsessed with sex before, it was nothing like what he needed now. But it was you he was obsessed with.
And you did feel so deeply for him and you knew it was different. This was going to change everything but you could set aside your worry because Harry would be with you in this.
The lights in the chandelier began to flicker and the room became thick with his scent and yours. Your senses were suddenly on fire. Every single movement that Harry made was felt and you sensed his body and the pleasure coursing through his veins searing into your own. The increased speed of his thrusts had you coughing out grunts when he rammed in deeply.
âOh! Harry! Iâm⌠fuck!â Your stomach boiled and your slickness was drenching everything under you. Harry set his eyes on yours and the look on his face was lust and love and need.
âFeel it, my love. Feel yourself open up to allow your body to accept getting filled with my sperm. Itâs coming⌠My cock is pushing you open,â Harry grunted his words and moaned loudly, deeply.
You felt something being stuffed behind your head and opened your eyes again, Harry had angled you upward so you could see it. So you could watch as he filled you up and very moment youâd become pregnant. He didnât need to say thatâs what he was doing. You could hear his filthy thoughts.
You watched the carnal act happening between your legs. Everything was wet. The hair at the base of Harryâs dick was drenched in you, the sound of his cock sinking into you, the way cool air hit your bum and pussy when Harry reared back for a moment before burying himself back in⌠and the scent. Your sense of smell had always been very good but you loved the way you smelled when you were turned on mixed with Harryâs sweat.
Harry was huffing and grunting as he rutted into you. You could feel his orgasm approaching just as yours was. You gasped at the ache it caused you, he was holding it back so he could come with you and the hint of pain in his balls could be felt inside of you.
âAh⌠fuck Harry, Iâm comingâŚâ you whined as you felt your pussy pulse and grip around his thick cock and Harry wailed out loudly as he finally poured his seed into you. He didnât stop his heavy thrusts as he spurted hot come into your body, ramming himself in as deeply as he could go, coating your insides and shivering with the feel of your orgasm and his mixed in blissfully.
You felt like your heart stopped beating as you came. Your insides opened for him and your walls swallowed all that he gave you. The thick air choked your lungs and you cried out Harryâs name over and over again as if the words were oxygen for you.
When Harry couldnât continue stuffing himself into you any deeper he stilled his hips and his labored breathing was heard in the room. You were spent. But it wasnât over yet.
The orgasm was the beginning of the impregnation ritual. Now Harryâs cock would stay inside of you, keeping his seed pressed deeply in, his slit would continue to leak more come as your body drank it in. He explained to you that it would come after the orgasm.
Harry lowered himself over you and took your hand in his, moving your arm upward and bending it at the elbow, and kissed your lips. His cock was still hard and you could feel him continuing to pulse and twitch inside of you as he continued to drain himself. You could feel Harryâs ecstasy the whole time. Heâd already come but his body was still experiencing the euphoria of the orgasm as his body released everything into you.
His hot mouth covered yours as he licked and kissed you. He squeezed your hand and brought his other hand under your head with his lips still on you.
It was simply erotic and intimate. There could be no other way to describe the moments that followed your orgasms. You were both reeling from the deliciousness but still connected and still in the moment. Still feeling everything around and inside of you.
âYouâre gonna be a mommy, Y/nâŚâ Harry spoke against your lips in a deep voice before he continued kissing you wetly.
You moaned and scratched your fingers down the expanse of his back with your free hand. You were gonna be a mom. Harryâs sperm would fill you up and impregnate you. Soon youâd be carrying his heir. Your heir.
Suddenly the lights that had been flickering went out and the row of candles over the mantle of the fireplace was all that was left to light the room.
You felt wind surround your body and Harryâs and then a low howl sounded in the room before the lights came back on and the room was still and quiet.
Harry backed away from the kiss and looked down at you with a soft smile and lidded eyes, âBaby⌠how do you feel?â
He kept your hand in his and the hand behind your head that cradled your cranium was rubbing at your scalp.
You smoothed your hand upward to his shoulders and smiled, âSo good. Is it⌠is it done?â
Harryâs bright green eyes were soft and searching your face as he nodded, âYes. The spirits have left and now youâre carrying my heir. Our heir.â
The ritual was complete the first time Harry came inside of you that night. But he took advantage of his state all night. You two rested between orgasms but he made sure that every time he came he was pumping his come inside your pussy, âJust to be sure,â he said. Though you both knew it was done, he loved filling your cunt with his warm come.
And you really wanted to know what it was like to have him in your mouth in his current state. Harry was licking down your body and had just dipped his tongue into your belly button when you sat up and pushed your fingers into his hair and lifted his head, âLet me have you in my mouth.â
Harry quickly fell to his back, put his hands behind his head, and spread his legs for you. You climbed between his thighs and grinned at him as you kneeled down and licked his tip, âGonna try to take you in all the way,â you whispered as you eyed his massive cock. Harry was breathing heavily through his nose as he watched you push your lips to the side of his length and sponged soft kisses upward.
But then you moved your eyes back up to look at Harry and began to drag your teeth along his hard cock. Harryâs mouth dropped open as he watched you.
You licked with your tongue and then scraped with your teeth lightly along his tender skin. Harry panted out a whine and then spread his thighs apart further as he lifted himself to see better.
âYour heart,â you mumbled your words over his shaft, âyour spirit, your heir,â you licked upward and then lowered back down to his base, âyour come, your cock, your bodyâŚâ baring your teeth you followed the path youâd just licked with your teeth until you reached his frenulum, âall belong to me now. Youâre mine.â
Harry gasped and let out a breathy high-pitched moan as you opened your mouth and wrapped your lips around his tip, lapping his salty slit and then using your teeth on the underside of his tip, pressing into his frenulum.
You lowered yourself and tasted your arousal all over him. His cock was coated in your juices, though it had dried a little because heâd been eating you out and licking your body before youâd gotten to this point.
You sucked him in and opened your mouth wide to get deeper as you suctioned as hard as you could. You werenât too worried about your teeth getting in the way. It was going to be impossible not to have some teeth action with how wide he was. But you could tell already he didnât care.
Harry was mumbling and panting as he watched you work. You pushed yourself down further and felt his tip reach the back of your throat but you wanted to take all of him.
You put your eyes back on his and swallowed over his tip as your teeth were pinching him just enough to have him squirm and whimper. This pleased you.
Even though he was so big at the moment (big in general but especially large for the ritual) you realized you could bring him into your throat and push down until your lips met the thatch of hair at his base. You liked it. You did have to pull up to get air more often but this was your best work.
âFuuuckk⌠angelâŚâ Harry was unable to make sense of much of his mumbled words and choked moans, but you heard his praises loud and clear as you glided your mouth and throat over him.
Before he could come you slowed your motions. You had drool dripping off from your chin and Harryâs face was pink and his deep breaths were ragged. You traced your teeth up his length and ghosted them over his tip and Harry grunted as he quickly sat up.
It happened so fast his motions as he reached for you and dragged you into his lap before plunging himself into your slick pussy. He coughed out a loud moan and came inside of you, his face twisting up in agonizing delight. He told you he only wanted to come inside of your pussy all night and he meant it. You felt him flood your walls and you put your hands around the back of his neck and moaned praises to him, âFill me up. I love it, Harry.â
And you paused suddenly as Harry was releasing into you and something came over you to call him something youâd never called him before. Something youâd had no interest in before that moment, but now it seemed in context to what was happening, âGive me your babies, Daddy.â
Harry clenched his jaw and sputtered out a curse as he smashed his lips to yours and bucked upward into you a few more times.
âFuck, angel⌠Youâre gonna make me a Daddy, huh?â Harryâs rough laugh was deep and he kept kissing you as he spoke his words.
Technically, Harry was already a dad. Heâd sired many babies to many women over his lifetime. But this time he was going to be a dad. He would be a father to this heir because it was with his bonded mate.
âYes, you want that?â Your words were muffled as he continued pressing his lips to yours.
âFuck yes. Daddy wants to give you so many babiesâŚâ Harry was breathless when he spoke but you laughed at that. You werenât sure you wanted so many babies, but you could start with the one.
When Harry finished pumping into you he laid you back and continued where he left off before you went down on him. Kissing down from your jaw to your breasts and to your belly button, and then put his lips on your pussy and drew into his mouth his come that dripped from you.
He pushed himself up to hover over you and you opened your mouth wide as he spat his come onto your tongue. He watched you swallow it and smiled down at you, âI love you.â
Harry called for room service. Yes, of course, Satanâs manor had staff. It was a little like a hotel. But the only people allowed to stay were those he specifically invited.
And once again, the food was delightful. Harry wanted to make sure you were fed and full of more than just himself.
You two lazed on the bed eating and drinking wearing nothing but sweat and smiles.
Harryâs wicked smirk got your attention, though, as you licked cream from your fingers and you squinted at him, already knowing his thoughts.
âYouâre a pervert, Mr. Styles.â
Harry licked his lips and sat up, his heavy cock still hard and hanging between his legs.
âI canât argue with that assessment,â he said when he began to crawl over you. He lowered his face and sniffed upward from your hips to your breasts and up to your neck before licking and biting your skin.
You laughed when his force pushed you down and the plate youâd just been eating from fell from your lap and spilled the cake onto the bed next to your hip.
Harry pushed your legs apart and glass crashed to the floor when your knee hit the tray and dipped into the bowl of fruit, the sweet frosting from the cake smearing onto the skin of your upper thigh.
But you didnât care about any of that. You were with the man of your dreams. The one whoâd show you everything there was to know. The one youâd be with for all time. The one you shared your heart with. The one who loved you unconditionally and without question. He filled your heart and your soul and your body so completely that youâd never feel alone or afraid again.
And it was just the beginning of everything.
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