LEMME REDO THAT. SEX DEMON. INCUBUS. CHRIS EVANS. SEB STAN. FIGHTING DOMINANCE OVER THE READER. I AM ATTACKED.
Sorry this took so long.
Warning: smut, sex demons
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Anyways, so incubus Chris and Seb, huh?
Okay, maybe you've just moved into your new home and are just beginning to get settled
And you know how new places can be so you try to shake off the feeling that there might be a chance that you are not alone in this space
Not in a creepy manner, at least not to you
So when you sleep at night for the first few days you blame the feeling of being watched on the paranoia and the loneliness
Then you ignored the puffs of hot air on your face quite sometimes
And the feeling of fingertips lazily trailing over your neck or your thighs
Or hearing hush whispers at times,
Large figures, shadowing you. Always on top of you.
But you were never afraid of them.
Weird thing is, all those things happened whenever you were in that stage where you weren't completely asleep yet, nor wide awake.
When you were in that daze, you always thought that your tired brain was just messing with your senses
But it wasn't
You began having wet dreams, or so you thought
You'd always wake up in the morning thinking about the dreams you had
It was more or less the same each day;
Warm hands roaming your body
Sometimes lips and tongues as well
In your dreams, you were always in bed with two men
Two very built and strong men because you were aware of how easily they were able to take control of your body
Always fighting for dominance but always fucking you good
Your dreams always started out the same way; a pair of fingers buried in you and stroking your walls and a warm mouth latched on to your clit
While another set of hands tried to get your attention by gently massaging your breasts and kissing down your neck;
Taking their time on you and pleasuring your body
Little did you know that your habit of sleeping in the nude gave the incubi much easier access to your body
Incubus!Chris would be the more dominant one; he'd be rough and relentless
Choking you and biting down on your shoulder and your lip while he pounds into you
He'd be animalistic
Incubus!Seb would be much more passionate
Just as rough but a tad bit less animalistic
He'd probably be the one to kiss your skin more while he's fucking you.
And they were both shameless, needless to say
Always making you cum multiple times in one night because they loved your little whimpers and sleepy whines as they pleasured you
They loved how you were so responsive
How you were always murmuring and asking them to fuck you harder and deeper
Or how well your body would welcome them in
And how perfectly your walls wrapped around their cocks, milking them.
You always felt like your dreams were just too detailed and wanton
The touch of the men in your dreams felt too real
The feeling of their lips on your body felt too good
And the feeling of their cocks stretching you out felt too real
Their warm hands wrapped around your throat gently while they fucked you relentlessly into the mattress
How they tugged on your lips and gently bruised them
How they always kept their hands or their mouths on your body at all times -each one of them pleasuring you to see who gets to make you cum the fastest
Or how you'd wake up with bite marks on your shoulder, or hickies all over your body - especially on your neck and inner thighs
Or how they breathed and panted right in your ear or against your cheek; moaning and growling constantly while they fucked you
Their deep and strained voices brazenly telling you how good you feel and how you belonged to them
In the haze, you briefly remember agreeing to them many times when they told you that you were theirs
And once one of them was done, and pulled his thick cock out of you, the other would push into you almost immediately - promising to fuck you better than the previous one
And you never knew which one was who, you just relished the feeling of being stretched out and owned, your insides rearranged given the size of their lengths
And each time they bid you goodbye in your 'dreams', you always wanted them to stay
And each morning you'd wake up with a stickiness in between your legs and your brain a little foggy, but your hunger satiated