Gnome Raphael - a drabble
I had the "size difference kink"-thought and Raphael had it as well.
"Haarlep!" Raphael entered the House of Hope. It had been a long day and just the sight of his Incubus slumbering on the bed like a lazy cat infuriated him. "Is this what you have been doing all day?" Slowly the Haarlep stretched his limbs and his eyelids fluttered. They yawned. "Haarlep!" "Ye-" Their eyes opened abruptly and for one moment they just stared at him, looking him up and down. Then their chin quivered as if they suppressed a laughing fit. "What, dear master, is this?" they managed to ask. "What?" Raphael walked over to one of the chairs, which took a lot more steps than he was used to. Unbothered by the snorting incubus behind him, he unbuttoned his doublet. He looked down at his disguised body. "Oh, this." He hung the doublet over the back of the chair, stretching by doing so. "I had a theory that, whilst a handsome older man is nice and dainty, some people would be more easily convinced by a gnome. The short races, obviously. They prefer to talk to someone on their eye level. But also a lot of humans tend to underestimate a devil that has to look up to them. And it's especially amusing to best elves - a lot of them are disgustingly racist ..." He shook his head in pretended disapproval, but noticed that Haarlep had climbed off the bed and now stood directly behind him. The tip of their tail flicked against his short legs. Raphael turned around. He was even lower than crotch hight in this form. Gracefully Haarlep lowered down on one knee to inspect his new shape closer. "That is all very well." A grin appeared on their lips. "I like the ears, they are adorable." They reached out to caress them and Raphael felt the sensitivity his human ears were missing. "Hm." "Kiss me." Compliant Raphael bent forward and met the incubus lips. But just a few seconds after he had tasted their saliva, Haarlep pulled back, laughing. “Ah, Raphael … You never stop to amaze me. Did you really think I wouldn’t know?” He stayed quiet. Maybe blushing a little. “I have known you for two millennia, please, you insult me.” Haarlep tilted their head. “Oh, how your heart is thrumming. Even if I didn’t know you, I could sense the way your blood is rushing.” They ran a finger down his bare and narrow chest. Then they stood up, grabbed him around the wrist and lifted him up on the desk effortlessly. “Now, how about you stop being ashamed and … indulge.” As they came closer the harness disappeared in a shower of red sparks. The smile on their lips was self-satisfied and borderline cruel. Maybe this hadn’t been such a good idea after all.
I really love that Mod from Nikjima.
