Immaculate Misconception (A Dom Incubus V x Reader fic) đ
The air outside was colder than usual for fall weather, the sudden plummet in temperature matching your drop in confidence as you nervously searched your spell book for what you needed.
The moonlight looked as nervous and feeble as you felt, one hand trembling as you thumbed through through the worn pages of your book. The cold had seeped through the thin walls of your apartment raising the hair on your arms, your short sleeved shirt not doing much to protect you from the elements, and the holes in your jeans accentuating the problem.
But deep inside you, beneath the anxiety, the chills, the fear lurked something that was deeper, hungrier. An empty void in you that you had long ceased trying to fill with arcane arts, food, or any mortal pass times; the ceaseless ache in you driving you to desperate acts. Still the gnawing hunger in you cried out to be fed; you simply didnât know how to feed it.
Years of searching for what you needed had reached a boiling point tonight. You carefully checked your diagrams again, pouring over every last detail. Your summoning circle had to be perfect; if it wasnât, god knows what could go awry. Escaped demons were a pain to capture and put back; they didnât take well to having their human buffet taken away from them.
You huffed and nervously tugged at your shirt sleeves. Given your current predicament, an extra errand was the last thing you needed; if this goes well you could be indisposed of for a while.
A blush threatened to creep up your cheeks as you reconsidered the task in front of you for what felt like the millionth time. Summoning anything wasnât an activity to be taken lightly, least of all the creature you seeked to summon. Throw in your own inexperience when it came to summoning any creatures in general, and you had a potential disaster on your hands. Â The summoning circle on your floor glowed brightly with a steady pulse, almost as if to mock you and your uncertainty with its own gaudiness.
You steeled your spine, drawing in a deep breath and trying fruitlessly to steady your hands. You spoke aloud, as if to convince yourself of what you already knew.
âJust this once. Just to see if it helps you.â The faint buzz of magic in your hands alerted you to the fact that it was now or never; the moon had reached its peak in the sky and time was running out. One last breath andâ
Words normally too complex, too flowery to speak properly tumbled from your lips, a timeless invocation flawed on your human tongue; Some mumbled, stumbled over, but the last word rang clear.
The word sent a chill down your spine as sure as someone had ran their finger down it, and the light from the room seemed to be sucked inward into the summoning circle and then rejected, spat back out in the form of billowing black smoke. Your heart pounded as a low laugh rose up from the smoke that was pushing at the edge of the summoning circle binding it in place.
âAnd the gates of this Chapel were shut, And Thou shalt not writ over the door; So I turnâd to the Garden of Love, that so many sweet flowers bore.â The low laugh built in volume.
âOh, you look so pitiful my little mouse.â You could almost hear a wicked smile in itâs tone, all sharp teeth and cunning words. âSo shy, so innocent. A bright light that has yet to dim from the shadows that loom over the world.â
The smoke began to dissipate, a form visible as low light began to return to the room. Your heart leapt up into your throat as you took in the being at stood trapped in the circle. You could clearly see now a man; he towered over you, intricate black tattoos decorating his chest and arms, obscured only by the long vest he wore. The intimidating look was capped off with black jeans that hung low on his hips and a cane in his right hand. Long black hair partially hid his face.
âSuch a radiance, and yet you summon me from the dark? Oh lost little mouse, you know not what you do.â
The incubusâs effect was immediate, your cheeks growing red as the demonic man rolled his shoulders and stretched, head tilted back in pleasure from finally being freed after years of torment.
You struggled to form words and your knees trembled in fear, âI do know what Iâve done. I know your purpose.â
The man stopped his movements, quirking an eyebrow at you. âIs that so? One thinks you would have a little more bravado then, I expected a moreâŠhedonistic woman.â His long fingers errantly twirled his cane, running up and down it. âOr were you expecting a more courteous entrance?â He gave a low chuckle and shook his head, âRegretfully, I bare no flowers for you, only bare deflowers. But one would think you would understand that.â
You reflexively took a step back and squeaked as he moved forward toward the edge of the summoning circle, his hands pressing up against the invisible barrier like glass.
âMy name is V.â His eyes looked hungry as he leaned more of his weight against the circle. âAnd if you free me, this demon that stands before you, Iâll do what youâve summoned me to doâ.
Your stomach flipped as you watched the demon, no, the man tug at the strings that held his vest together, slowly undoing the ties with one hand while leaning on his cane with the other. The room felt too warm despite the chill in the air as the removed that last piece of cord, this vest hanging off his shoulders revealing most of his chest. You watched, fixated as V ran his tongue over his teeth and used his free hand to tug suggestively at his belt loops, the v of his hips now visible.
He smirked as he made eye contact with you, clearly catching you in the act of starting. You nearly choked as he eyed you up, bringing one hand up to his lips, forming a âVâ with his fingers and making an obscene gesture.
âJesus Christ.â Your voice was a strained whisper. You heard V laugh.
âNo, Iâm not him. However, it would seem at this rate youâll be mistaking me for God here very soonâ.
Youâve clearly underestimated what incubi are capable of. Perhaps, you thought to yourself, you were wrong. Yes, this was all wrong, you needed to finally another way to fix your issue. This has gone too far already.
You stammered, âI-Iâm sorry V, but youâve got to go; Iâve clearly made a mistake, this isâŠthis isâŠâ words died in your throat as V pushed off his jacket, it hitting the floor with a heavy thud. V brought his cane up to his hand, hitting it against his palm repeatedly as he watched you with an amused face.
âOh but you donât want to send me away, do you? I can see it in your eyes.â His voice dropped to a low whisper, teasing and smooth, âJust think of what I could do to youâ. He tilted his head to the side, looking at you through his lashes, âI can see how you eye my cane. So lascivious for someone so shy; think of all the ways I could use itâ.
Visions flashed through your mind, low moans, gasps and cries filling your head. His hand around your throat, his teeth sinking into you, his cane brushing in-between your legs and oh my godâ
You heard the sound of what sounded like glass shattering, and you were pulled back to reality just in time to watch your protective barrier shatter. You stumbled backward in horror, tumbling to the floor as you watched the demon cross the threshold of your circle into your apartment. Shit, you lost your focus on the circle for just a second, how did he break it so quickly?
You legs trembled as you tried and failed to stand, watching up helplessly as V tapped his cane to the ground, crossing your living room, looming over you with an amused smirk.
âLittle mouse, I have a secret to tell youâ.
You gaped up at him, words failing you as your heart pounded in your chest.
A shiver ran up you as he reached down and wrapped a hand around your arm, slowly pulling you up to a standing position and walking you backward until you were pinned between his chest and the wall. You could feel his hot breath against your ear and the cold of his cane against your shoulder, keeping you firmly in place.
âI am every man youâve ever dreamed of, all of your fantasies combined. Thereâs not a wish in your heart that you can hide from meâ. He laughed as a blush spread across your face. âIâve known what youâve desired from the moment you summoned me.â
âO-oh my God. What are youâŠwhat are you going to do?â Your voice was quivering, fear fighting with the unignorable arousal building inside you.
V pulled back from you, a dangerous look in his eyes that the reckless part of you wanted to experience more of. âWhat am I going to do? Hmm. What am I going to do with you? Iâll show you.â You gasped in shock as he yanked you away from the wall by the neck of your shirt, dragging you over to one of your kitchen chairs and shoving you down into it. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up as V circled you, stopping out of your line of sight directly behind you. You bit your lip and shivered as you felt his hand run through your hair, tugging slightly. You heard a thump as his cane hit the floor, both his hands resting on your shoulders.
âWell, love, the first thing to do is get you out of some of this unnecessary clothing.â You whimpered as you heard the rip off the neck of your shirt, the slow sound as he steadily, painstakingly pulled your shirt apart. V growled low in your ear as he almost effortlessly tore your bra away, your breasts exposed. You heard him inhale sharply at the sight and he spoke aloud.
âOh, you donât even know what awaits you yet. Oh darling you have yet to experienceâŠâ his hands trailed over your breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before moving lower you your hips. âAll the terrible things Iâm going to do to your body, and all of the terrible things youâre going to ask me to doâ.
Your head hit the back of the chair with a bump, your previous anxiety rapidly being replaced with complacency, even enjoyment. After all, you reasoned to yourself, you did all the work summoning this demon, thereâs no sense in backing down now. You gave a soft moan as he leaned farther over you, his hands sliding in between your thighs, stopping between your knees.
âAlready so responsive. You asked me what Iâm going to do? Well, next Iâd push these apartâ, he pressed his hands against you as he said so, spreading your legs wide. âand just ever so slowly run my fingers up between themâ.
The pose felt exceptionally revealing, even with your jeans still on. You squirmed as his fingers trailed up your inner thighs, his nails occasionally dragging causing a slight sting. You jolted in your chair as he reached the zipper of your jeans, Vâs hands firm against you to keep you still. Â
âKeep your legs spread.â The low tone of his voice made it clear that it wasnât a suggestion; it was an order.
âThen,â his voice was right in your ear, âIâd undo this button hereâ he deftly undid the button of your jeans, drawing the zipper down. The heat between your legs was undeniable now, your cheeks red.
âAnd thenâŠjust move my hand down toââ he slipped his hand down your jeans and down your panties, his fingers stroking your clit in slow torturous circles. You both moaned at the sensation, your eyes fluttering shut.
Self satisfaction dripped from Vâs words, âMmm, yeah, doesnât that feel good? Donât you want more?â
Your hips bucked a little as his pace increased, moving faster against you. âYes, please. Please.â
His hand that wasnât teasing your now dripping folds tangled in your hair at the base of your head, pulling back until you were looking at the ceiling. The sensation of the stinging in your scalp combined with the pleasure of Vâs movements coaxed a needy whine from you, much to your embarrassment.
âYou sound so pathetic, donât you think so? So desperate, yet so helpless.â V sounded amused; you opened your mouth to make a reply, but only another moan came out as one of his fingers slid inside you, moving at a rapid pace.
âV, how do youâfeels impossibly good, oh my Godââ your mouth hung open as another one of his fingers forced its way into you, curling and sending waves of pleasure through you. You felt a heat rise in your abdomen, your breathing turning into gasps as you approached the edge of orgasm; your legs instinctively closed together as the pressure built upâ
And in the next instant, it was slipping away from you, V quickly removing his fingers from inside you. You could have cried from disappointment; you heard V murmur in your ear, feigning a stern tone, âNow here I thought you were being a good girl, yet you disobeyed my one orderâ. You heard a metallic sound as V picked up his cane from the floor and moved around to be in your line of sight.
âI had planned on teasing you a little bit longer, but I donât think you deserve that luxuryâ. You cried out in shock as you watched the incubus bring his foot up, slamming it into the front of the chair sending you toppling backwards to the floor. You landed with a thud.
You had barely has time to cry out before V was on you, swiftly kicking the chair out from under you and hauling you up from the floor, dragging you bodily to your kitchen table and slamming you down chest first, your face away from him.
âMaybe I should just take youâ he mused as if to himself, his hands running first up your bare back and then harshly dragging his nails back down you, delighting in your whines and moans. âWould you like that? Me just yanking your jeans and panties off, forcing my way into you and bringing you to pleasure over and over until you cry for me?â
You shivered as he ran his tongue up your neck, nipping sensitive spots, your eyes glazing over with pleasure as his teeth tugged at your ear. His voice was a whisper, sultry and deep, âTell me, would you let that happen? Would you let a demon fuck you? Would you scream my name?â
What you meant to be a calm response came out as a desperate moan, âYes, oh God yes. V, I need you.â
âNeed me to what?â You heard the jingle of his belt coming undone.
âI need you to fuck meâ.
You cried out in alarm which melded into a moan as you felt a harsh sting against your thighs, a long stripe forming where youâd been struck. You glanced over your shoulder long enough to see V with his cane in hand, it being the cause of your stinging.
Vâs eyes met yours. âTurn back around, I didnât say you could look back. Now, Iâll ask again, what do you need me to do?â You arched your back slightly as you felt the end of his cane graze your dripping core, further igniting need within you before resting against your thighs.
âI need you to fuck me until I canât walk, Jesus Christ, V!â Your cheeks burned at the words coming out of your mouth, things youâd never said before. You yelped as another harsh smack from Vâs cane struck you.
His voice was demanding, louder now. âNow beg me!â
Your body cried out for release and words spilled from your mouth, âPlease fuck me V, I need you. I donât care what you are I just need you.â
You heard a low growl from V, his hands harshly pulling down your pants and panties in one motion, and you could only moan and push back against him as he pushed his cock into you.
His pace was harsh, his nails digging into your hips as he moved you in time with his movements. You moans as your struggled to adjust to the sudden intrusion, but it all soon melted away into pleasure as he found the sensitive spot inside you, the one that made you moan and writhe with pleasure.
âGod, V just like that. Please donât, donât fucking stopâ
âIâm no God but from now on Iâm the closest youâll getâ His voice sounded smug, but his heavy breaths betrayed his own arousal. One of his hands moved to lift up your knee putting it up onto the table, the new angle causing waves of heat to pulse through you.
Your eyes fluttered back in response as you felt your own orgasm returning, his brutal pace not letting up for a second. Your head dropped against the table, nearly senseless from the sensations overwhelming you.
Vâs hand wrapped around your throat, firmly squeezing and limiting your breath, pulling you back to him.
âAre you going to cum for me? Is such an innocent woman like you going to cum with a hand around her throat and a demon fucking her senseless?â Words failed you and you could only nod; you were just on the edge so so close.
The end came as you felt V sink his teeth into your shoulder, the stinging feeling colliding with his hand around your throat and his cock moving in and out of you, relentless. Your eyes fluttered back into your head and your legs shook as your orgasm slammed into you; his name tumbled from your lips as you felt him spill into you, his own orgasm being signaled with a harsh growl.
You leaned back against him as you both panted heavily, only realising then that daylight was creeping into your apartment.
You watched as V moved back toward the portal youâd pulled him from, sliding his vest back on. He stepped into the summoning circle and turned to look at you with a smirk.
âYou look divine when you let me ravish you. Summon me again and weâll do this all over againâ. His voice was only slightly teasing, his look once again hungry as his eyes took in your naked and bruised body.
âYouâll be seeing more of me soonâ you promised. And then with a flash of light, the demon returned from whence he came.
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